Story authors

Lets try write a story together, lol
I'll start, and yous will write a sentence after.

"Angie was a petit 109 pound casual artist living in a studio appartment in NYC."

Being an artist meant she was a free thinker and didn't care about societal standards of beauty. One day, she was at the art museum contemplating a picture by Botero when she felt her neck tickling. Someone wispered: "wish you were HER"

Her first thought was that nobody could look like that: square of head, small of face with far apart bug eyes and a mouth small as a doll's-- but all it took was one glance at the character's bodily form, in all its bare-skinned presence, ham-textured flesh swelling out in all directions, unresponsive to its own weight, before she began to understand.

She started imagining him much softer having a belly herself rubbing their bellies against each other... grabbing his expanding ass and she said: "it has to be mutual" he looked scared for a moment then answered; "fine bitch"

She looked at all' the food laying in front of her: parmigiana lasagne pizza cannelloni spring Rolls chips blue cheese... all' the food she Liked. She lightly Pinched the hand and said: remember: it has to be mutual"