Chapter 8

I was horny, as horny as i'd ever been by the time I got back to my apartment, but in the five hours since lunch, my stomach demanded attention, and as I sat down to several plates of pasta, and three loaves of garlic bread and a bottle of wine, I heard the door open. I was too tired too get up, and in he walked. The man who had made a mockery of me, grinning as he saw me holding a loaf of garlic bread in my hand.

He sat down across from me, and let me curse him out. It took a while, and he was smiling.

"How the fuck could you do this to me?" i asked between mouthfuls of pasta, "Do you know what it's like to be a fucking whale? Everyone HATES me. They're disgusted by me", and some gas passed between my cheeks, but I didn't care, even though my face was red again, as it had been most of the day, "*I'M* disgusted by me." I was wheezing by now, and my panties were soaked.

As I finished my meal, satisfying the hunger in my stomach, he offered no explanation, just that he had done this to me purposefully, because he could. Because he knew it was my fantasy, and that no one

would let themselves become what he had made of me, no matter how much they wanted it when they were horny. So he had done it for me. I was furious, and so turned on it was hard to think straight. I couldn't imagine a man wanting me anymore, the way I look, but with effort he pulled me away from the table, sitting me on the bed.

I hated this man, and I hated myself, but right now I didn't care, he didn't ask if I wanted it, as he undressed me, and I made no effort to stop him as he went about undressing me, laying me naked on the bed, and finishing by tugging off my panties. He was similar in height to me, and actually lay on my body, I could feel how hard his cock was, as he sucked on one of my nipples. That alone had me cumming, as I could see in a mirror above my bed (when had he put that there?), that a human could actually lie on the blubber of my body, he switched to the other nipple, biting, sucking before he pulled back.

He actually used his hands to push my legs apart, it was too hard for me and as he placed the tip of his dick against the front of my pussy, I didn't even bother trying to hold back on the fart that rocked

my ass, my cheeks burning, as he mocked me for the perverted, fat fart slut I was, repositioning before pushing his cock into me. I was in heaven, barely aware of what was going on except that I felt good,

and that I was begging him to use me any way he wanted, that I was his fat beached whale as worked his cock in and out of my cunt.

I could feel him tensing, as he ejaculated into my womb, squeezing roughly onto the fat on my thighs, and I came hard, the insides of my thighs, his crotch were coated in slippery fluids, both of us panting. He moved to my side, rubbing my belly, grinning that grin of his that I had started to hate, and told me there was still more to come...