Chapter 14 - Epilogue

“Pamar your hands are absolutely magical,” Amisha cooed, her body comfortably sprawled across a plush massage chair as the 6’5” muscle bound male sensually worked a slick coating of massage oil across the 527-pounder’s doughy body.

The busy sounds of city life faintly bled through the clay walls of Amisha’s favorite spa; the constant hum heard just beneath the sound of wet flesh working against flesh. It had been four years since Amisha, or Alice as she had once been known, had been remade through the island’s mysterious magic, its potent properties transforming the fair skinned blonde into a pure-blooded island native with the body to match.

Years of living the leisurely and sex-filled life of a Paruthman woman had taken its toll on the now 31-year-old woman, resulting in multiple pregnancies and adding an additional 100 pounds to the formerly thin blonde’s body. Despite her new people’s vastly different culture, Amisha had adapted quickly not just to her new body, but also her new lifestyle.

Unlike the country she had been born and raised in, the people of the island did not believe in possessions or even marriage for that matter. Everything was shared communally, especially pleasure, and Amisha quickly embraced her new role in society where her sole duties in were very simple: produce offspring for the future of the island and eat to your hearts content. Fortunately for her, the magical liquid had provided her with a body built perfectly for her new responsibilities, and despite coming to the island as a very thin career-oriented woman with no interest in ever raising a family, Amisha found herself constantly caving to her body’s demands, which these days consisted entirely of wanting to eat and get fucked by large cocks until her womb was filled with potent sperm.

“Oooaaaaaahhhhh,” Amisha moaned as the masseuse’s powerful hands slid underneath the woman’s plush underbelly, forcing the obese woman’s lard-filled paunch upward, revealing her plush sex.

“Yeesh Amisha it’s a massage, not a hard cock between your legs!”

Amisha laughed at Hiran’s voice coming from the massage chair across the room. The 577-pound woman was awaiting her own massage close by and was always searching for a way to mix in her pointed humor. She was taller than Amisha at 5’7” but shared the same dark features and blubbery shape as the rest of the women on the island. Much like Amisha, Hiran had been born and raised in another country before coming to the island. However, unlike her, Hiran had been an adult male by the name of Nigel Smith before the magical liquid remade him into the exotic, morbidly obese woman he was today.

Amisha didn’t know it at the time, but the two had made eye contact as she was taken into the King’s chambers for her welcoming ceremony. Understanding the overwhelming feeling of being new to Paruthma, Hiran stood outside the palace patiently that night, listening to Amisha’s cries of pleasure as a seemingly endless wave of men emptied themselves inside of her warm body before she eventually passed out. When Amisha awoke the next day, Hiran was there by her side, and the two soon grew inseparable as they bonded over their shared experience.

“Now that you mention it Hiran, I think I would like hard cock between my legs too!” Amisha chided before placing her plump hand atop her masseuse’s arm. “Pamar I think it’s time you massaged me with… something more ‘substantial.’”

The large muscular man nodded before moving towards Amisha’s feet, his hands gliding down the length of her corpulent form as he walked. Hiran opened her eyes and giggled as she watched the man spread her friend’s immense thunder thighs, his powerful hands sinking six inches into the woman’s yielding adipose as he positioned himself in front of her awaiting sex.

“Take it easy there Pamar, this one is due in four weeks,” Hiran teased while pointing a fat digit towards Amisha’s mountainous belly, it’s jelly-filled shape concealing any visual signs of her pregnancy.

“OOOOHHHHHH FFFFUUUCCCCCKKK”

Amisha’s eyes widened and her dense double chin bunched up as she felt her masseuse slide the length of his 9.5” shaft into her slick pussy, the wondrous sensation causing the 527-pounder to shudder as hundreds of pounds of excess flesh wobbled across her massive body. Holding the pregnant woman’s meaty thighs in his strong arms, Pamar carefully pushed himself forward, his cock gradually disappearing into his lover inch by inch until his crotch pressed firmly into hers.

“Mind your own business!” Amisha quipped as she waived her hand towards her friend in a dismissive manner. “Pamar don’t listen to her, she’s due in two weeks and I know for a fact she hasn’t been ‘taking it easy!’”

The man smiled and nodded as he retracted the length of his cock, his eyes savoring the expression on his obese lover’s face as she felt his hard presence retreat. Then, with little more than his bulging tip remaining, the man forcefully thrusted his muscular hips into Amisha’s soft entrance as a loud “SMACK” echoed across the room. Amisha audibly shouted and a shockwave rippled outward in all directions across her doughy body from the impact as her fat and gelatinous body undulated every which way.

“FUUUUCCCCCCCKKKKKK”

Sweat quickly formed across the surface of Amisha’s soft skin as the morbidly obese woman moaned hungrily like a bitch in heat, and the glistening woman could sense her plush body already building towards its climax within minutes. The woman’s lover wasted no time quickening the pace of his thrusts, grabbing Amisha’s gooey love handles as leverage as he pounded away at her soft and yielding flesh while various parts of her fupa and lower belly began to sting from the rapid and aggressive contact.

“CUM YOU LAZY HOG!” Pamar shouted as he grabbed one of the woman’s KK cup breasts and twisted her thick nub of a nipple with his fingers.

Amisha felt the temperature in the room spike 10 degrees and her vision blurred as her plump lips screamed to the high heavens.

“FUUUUUUCCCCKKKKK YEEEEESSSSSSSSSSS”

All 527 pounds of the obese island woman’s body came alive as an orgasm rocked the plumpers' sex, her lard-filled body convulsing atop the sturdy massage table as stars shot across her vision.

Completely lost in the overwhelming sensations of her first orgasm, Amisha failed to notice Pamar as he looked wantingly towards her friend, and the quaking woman jerked violently when she felt her lover suddenly exit her soaked pussy, leaving the woman squirming uncomfortably on the table from the sudden void left within.

“WHAT THE HELL PAMAR?”

Turning her head to the side, Amisha found the man positioned behind her friend Hiran, who had quietly gotten on all fours and was now presenting her ample backside as an offering to steal away Amisha’s man.

“GET BACK HERE!” Amisha shouted to her masseuse, but Pamar only chuckled as his hands gripped the set of beanbag chairs Hiran claimed as ass cheeks.

“Sorry honey. Looks like your man saw something he couldn’t turn down,” Hiran teased while wobbling her immense rear end teasingly. “Come taste some real pussy Pamar!”

Amisha watched Hiran’s face contort with pleasure as her masseuse entered her friend’s sex, and suddenly she was the one frustratingly watching another woman getting fucked right beside her.

Pamar’s hands sunk seven inches into the 577-pounder’s gelatinous flesh as he hammered away at his obese lover’s pussy, leaving Amisha to watch in disappointment as her friend’s body jiggled wildly. Desperate, Amisha attempted to reach her plump hand towards her aching pussy, but the frustration only grew as she failed to overcome the massive obstacle that was her fat paunch of a belly.

“UGGGHHHH SOMEONE PLEASE FUCK ME!”

Across the room, Hiran’s screams reached a fever pitch as an orgasm sent her body quaking, but her orgasming quickly doubled in intensity as Pamar pulled himself from her sex, the man suddenly rushing back towards his original lover.

“YES YES YEESSSSSSSSSSS”

Amisha’s cries of anguish quickly transformed into shouts of joy as she felt Pamar’s length bury itself within her, and the 527-pound woman felt yet another orgasm quickly approaching as the man resumed his forceful thrusting. Wrapping his strong muscular arms against the outer edges of his lover’s paunch, Pamar pulled the woman in closely, kissing her soft, quaking belly as he recklessly slammed himself into her yielding body.

“TAKE MY CUM YOU FAT COW!”

Pamar’s motions turned violent and Amisha’s eyes opened for just a split second before she felt the man press his crotch firmly against hers. The woman sensed the man’s massive cock stiffen and then spasm within, and Amisha’s world bursted into a sprawling mass of interchanging colors as her own orgasm sent her body into another fit of convulsions.

“OOOOOOOOHHHHHHH GOOOODD YYEEEEESSSSSSSSSS”

The two breathed heavily, clinging to each other for several long minutes before Amish found herself happily drifting out of consciousness. So lost in her own sleepy bliss, Amisha hardly noticed as the man removed his cock from her depths, the sudden expulsion forcing a rush of white cum to drip from her abused pussy before oozing down and disappearing into her asshole’s crevice.

Exhausted from her busy day, Amisha drifted to sleep, serenaded by the sounds of her best friend getting fucked just as mercilessly as she had. Tomorrow they would both come back and get the same treatment. And then again on the next day. And the next day. And the next.