A Life of Comfort: Introduction“Mrs. Collins, I have the cookies you asked for.”
“Oh *gulp* thanks, just put them down over there.” Vicky said. It was late Tuesday morning and she had nothing better to do but sit on her living room couch and snack on the various treats she ordered her butlers/housekeepers to get for her.
“Will that be all Mrs. Collins?” the young mousey maid asked the pampered housewife.
“Yes, tell Annie to come and read me my schedule for the day, oh and please stop calling me Mrs. Collins, makes me feel like a 40 year old. I’m not even 30, yet.” Victoria said. As you can probably tell by now, Victoria Collins was quite wealthy. Her and her husband lived in a mansion in an upper-class neighborhood outside New York City. There were two Porsche’s in the garage, a pool and tennis court in the backyard, and millions of dollars in their bank accounts. Victoria hadn’t actually earned any of their combined wealth. Her husband, Mark, worked
Villa Weekend Part 1“You’ve ran out already? God you really are a greedy girl!” Nate heard Troy say on the phone.
“Who was that?”
“Remember that cute girl I told you about a few months ago? Well we have this feeder/feedee arrangement”
“Sounds awesome! I’m trying to find a way to tell Sophie” Nate replied.
“Well why don’t we all get together and hang out?”
After going through a lot of ideas on what to do, they both liked the sound of renting a villa for the weekend. But before letting the girls know the plans, they wanted to make sure there was plenty of food in the house. On the drive to the supermarket both were jumping in their seats out of pure excitement. They had a list of food running through their minds that they were going to get. Arriving there they both take a large shopping kart each “Nate you get all the snacks like cake, chocolate, cookies, sweets, crisps etc. I’ll get the dinner items
The Last Day of My 5th Grade Science Class. (BBW)As I watch Miss Rebecca write on the chalkboard, my mind kept wondering if the rumors were true. Her stomach was like a wrecking ball of thick, doughy fat, and her belly seemed to grow larger after weekend. But heck, I sort of enjoyed watching this chick get to the size of a planet. Miss Rebecca had a gargantuan butt that outgrew her shorts each month, and colossal boobs that only got bigger and bigger.
I then watch as the science teacher turns around. Hopefully she doesn’t call on me because I don’t know what—
“Neil Aredavni, can you name the first person to land on the moon?” The blue-haired chick asks.
“Which moon?” I ask, followed by a smirk and finger snap.
My classmates burst into wild laughter in their seats.
“The one closest to Earth,” says Miss Rebecca—now clearly annoyed.
“No idea.” I reply.
Miss Rebecca looks down and gives me a stern glare—and this woman is gigantic by the way.
Holly and Ashley: Grandma's FavoritesREMINDER: This is a story about fat girls, if you don't like that then this might not be for you.
It was 9 in the morning and most of the house was quiet as Holly slowly made her way to the kitchen. Her double chin bulged out as she yawned.
As she got closer to the kitchen she started to smell delicious cooking aromas. Her mouth began to water and her big bulging thighs began to waddle just a little faster. When she opened the door to the kitchen she was greeted by the sight of her grandmother working hard over at the stove. She looked over her shoulder at Holly and smiled.
“Oh, good morning sweetie, hey isn’t that the robe I got you for your birthday?” Grandma Andrews said.
“Yeah, two years ago. I love this robe.” Holly said. The enormous girl was wearing a very large pink robe. In fact she was only wearing her robe. As it struggled to fit over her girth it revealed plenty of her flabby pale chest and belly. The robe managed to keep her decent, but it bar