Chapter #4was large and in charge by: Unknown ... in the chest that is. The sunlight was being blocked by her enormous mammograms.
"Are you ok?" she asked, looking down at my blubbery whale-like body laying on the ground.
"Oh I'm ok... I just need a minute or two to get back on my feet. It takes a lot of energy."
Shelly looks at me and laughs, her boobs bouncing almost as much as my fat when I am walking at a medium pace. I managed to get back on my feet with the help of Shelly and her small child Jessica. I took awhile to catch my breath, my chest in pain as my heart felt like it was about to explode out of my chest. I looked up to get a better look at Shelly. She had a tight stomach. Not my normal type really. Her daughter was more my type, she was a very chubby girl for her age. I guessed at least 190 pounds, which was astonishing for only a 5 year old girl.
"Just what do you think you're staring at?!" Shelly shouts at me. She had caught me looking at her breasts.
"Nothing at all, I was just catching my breath. I require a lot of it, if you couldn't tell."
She looked at me and smirked. Maybe she wanted me to look?
I made my way to my cabin. The door wasn't very large, obviously not for weight advantaged people. I looked up and down at the door frame and let out a long sigh. I went for it. I thought I could make it, but I suddenly came to a halt. My fat rolls were caught in the door. I struggled a bit to try and free myself, but it wasn't happening. I didn't know my own strength. I had tried to get in with too much force, and I was now stuck in the door frame. What am I going to do? I'm exhausted, and extremly hungry.
"Hey again." someone said from behind me. A familiar voice. It was Shelly's.
"Oh, hello again Shelly. What brings you here?" I said trying to keep it cool.
"Just passing by... it looks like you're in a bit of trouble." she said as she moved in closer.
"Who, me? No I'm just hanging out is all."
"Looks like you are stuck to me..." she said as she leaned over from side to side to see my huge fat rolls wedged in the doorway.
"Don't worry though, we can fix that." she said, as she took something out of her bag. What did she mean? What was she about to do?
Shelly had a tub of butter in her hands. She opened the top and reached in to grab a large clump of it. She sat the container down and then put her hands together to smear the butter on them both. She then reached for my love handles and started to smear the butter on them, massaging them. It felt amazing, and I was getting hot. Her boobs pressed against my back. I started to sweat, my shirt getting soaked from my fountain-like underarms unleashing a heavy stream of sweat.
"How does that feel?" she said in a rather seductive voice, her hand motions getting more aggressive.
"It feels wonderful Shelly." I said, just barely. I was in a state of ecstasy. The butter trickled down my fat. The sweat ran down my body and into the butter, causing a mixture of both sweat and butter, making it almost greasy.
"Hey, are you ok?" Jessica said. I jerked a little bit and looked around me. I must have fallen asleep in the doorway. The wood beneath me was completely wet. My shirt and shorts seemed as though I had just been swimming with them all. I tried to shake myself a bit to attempt to free myself. It worked! The sweat was just enough to free me from the door. My shirt tore on the door frame as I came crashing down with a tremendous thud. I'm sure the cabins next to me heard the noise. That really took it out of me. I rolled over on my back, and just sat there. Jessica was standing in the door looking at my now naked chest, my moobs jiggling as I tried my best to get enough air inside of my 600 pound body.
"Wow, you look just like a beached whale that we saw at the beach a few weeks ago!" Jessica said, her eyes wide open in amazement. I smiled and looked at her.
"Why... why thank you young Jessica. It is rare that I get such a lovely compliment." I struggled to say. My eyes grew heavy and I felt light headed. I wasn't getting enough air. I tried to speed up my breathing, but it was too late. I had passed out on the cabin floor.
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