chapter 5

The blue haired beauty bit her lower lip as Tamyana squeezed her abundant stomach. Next to the half-orc’s toned tummy, with her visible abs dancing under her skin, having hands like that on this big ball of dough felt almost humiliating, but also incredibly decadent, erotic. Having Tamyana weighting against her was also putting pressure on Nym’s lower belly, and the pelvis buried under the thick slab of fat. The elf’s breath grew short, and the tips of her ears turned pink as she held back a subtle moan of arousal. It was terribly embarrassing. She just stood there, defending herself from being an easy picking, but here she was, shivering like a horny teen because some hot girl was caressing her fat, fetishizing her wealth, and acting rough. Alright, it was more complicated than that, but Nym couldn’t help but feel pathetic with the way her body reacted.

With Tamyana now so close that Nym could feel the heat of her breath on her ear as she spoke, the fat elf’s hearth was pounding, her plump lips slightly parted to handle her exited puffing. Her massive melons were pressed against the other’s body, almost pushing her away with their obscene size, and her eyes couldn’t move away from Tamyana stunning features. Nymeria’s rich sweet fragrance was filling the cramped hallway, enticing aromas following the example of her overflowing curves and filling the space with opulence and indulgence.

With a shiver running down her spine, the fat purple eyes elf pushed herself on the tip of her toes and, succumbing to temptation, landed a kiss on Tamyana gorgeous lips, her mouth like honey Nym was entranced by. With her hands holding the back of the taller girl’s neck and her thumbs gently caressing her cheeks, Nym abandoned herself into the kiss as soon as she felt the toned girl melt into her. It was clear she had been waiting for the elf to make a move. Shifting her weight, the obese beauty pushed back against Tamyana, using her enormous mass to back the half-orc against the opposite wall, almost falling against her has she was carried by her momentum and standing on precarious balance as she reached up for the soft embrace.

Tamyana was strong but even strength wasn't enough to defy the laws of physics. She could have the most sturdy stance possible, but when five hundred pounds of blubbery opulence shoved up against you, you moved. Feeling her back press into the wall, Tamyana let out a soft gasp. She clearly hadn't expected the elf to take control like that. Closing her eyes, she tried her best to enjoy the kiss, but Tamyana was a dominant woman in every aspect of the word, having Nymeria push a kiss onto her, pin her up against the wall, try and take control. It lit a fire in her that none of them were prepared for. Kissing back, she slid her arms around the elf's fat body and squeezed her so that she could roughly grope her thick rolls of back fat. In an attempt to establish dominance once more, Tamyana slipped her hands through the waist band of Nymeria's poor stretched shorts and groped the bare skin of her exposed rear. Her strong fingers dug into the fat rolls, kneading them like two immense piles of bread dough.

Feeling the pampered suburban beauty melt in her strong toned arms, Tamyana trailed her hands up her body, never letting them leave contact, as she made their way up to the elves ears. Despite being a rough person, she visibly didn't want to hurt the elf, so she caressed the sensitive area at the tip of her ears with the pad of her thumb. Leaning in, she whispered softly, "What will it be chubby? You wanna be fucked right now? Later? Or both."

Nym shivered and let out a powerless moan as the half-orc gently teased the tip of her ears, closing her eyes and biting her lower lip as a warm and fuzzy feeling spread from the back of her neck to her pelvis. Unable to stay on the tip of her toes any longer, the voluptuous plumper was forced to lower herself, slightly backing away from Tamyana and allowing her much thinner figure to slip free from the crushing mass of her swaying belly. Her fat gut and huge tits still wobbling from her sudden shift, the blue haired elf looked like a sexy pile of lard, and she was completely under the half-orc’s power. Her overeager kiss was less a display of dominance than a clumsy burst of erotic intensity. Nym didn’t exactly intend to pin Tamyana against the wall so strongly, but it wasn’t like she could fight the staggering weight of both her rolled gut and luscious breasts.

Despite the weakness on her knees and the warmth spreading deep between her thick thighs, the plump elf wasn’t quite ready to get intimate in some shady hallway, especially not in the Greyfields of North Avenue. Her sense of preservation was strong enough to tell her that going at it in this very spot was a bad call, but Nymeria couldn’t wait for her and the dark haired knockout to be alone in a bedroom. The hedonistic punk girl was shivering as she felt the statuesque toned figure of this gorgeous bombshell pressing once more against her own decadent and generous curves. Hard muscles and soft fat were melting together in their embrace. A shame it wasn’t really the right place to get so steamy.

Huffing and puffing from her extreme level of arousal, the chubby elf shook her head and gently caressed Tamyana’s cheek while she was slowly getting her feelings under control. ‘’Oh… I want you so badly, but it’s not really the time or place for that… I don’t want some rando to storm by while I enjoy this gorgeous amazon.’’ Nym booped Tamyana’s nose with a wink and a teasing smirk, slowly backing from the stunning half-orc. ‘’Anyways, weren’t you supposed to show me a nice spot to listen to the speeches? Or maybe this was a trap all along to get your hand on this booty?’’

Tamyana laughed a soft laugh, "If I needed you trapped, I see this as an absolute win. It’s not like you can really get away, can you big girl? Remember the ‘goblin sized’ door uh? Anyways, I'm saying fuck the speeches, but if you want to stay, we can stay."

With a soft smile, Tamyana began to walk once more down the hall, beckoning Nymeria to follow her, "Come on, it's just down this way." Occasionally shooting flirty glances at Nymeria, Tamyana started to talk, just to pass the time while they walked. "You know the problem with the resistance. I've been here years and I can tell you. They're too soft." Pausing to glance at Nymeria's fat, soft body, she giggled at the irony. After an awkward second, she continued, "They're always talking about the unheard voice of the masses. Showing humans that we are more than just creatures. We are equals. We can think and speak. We have culture. Showing them that we deserve respect through peaceful protests and rallies. It's all well and good for recruitment, but at some point you got to take action. That's where we really disagree, the resistance leaders and I. The humans know we are people, it's not a matter of ignorance. They know, they just don't care. ’’ She sighed, "The only way to get humans to stop killing us is to fight back. If we want to survive and make things better, we need to make the humans fear us, just like they made us fear them."