It was a gentle shaking. Still asleep, he reached up to feel what was moving his shoulder.
First thing he felt, was soft and doughy. As Pico opened his eyes, he looked down to see his moobs... well, could hardly call them 'moobs' anymore. These were breasts a busty woman would be proud of, jutting out of his torso. He had jiggled them when he reached for... the hand on his shoulder. A soft, manicured woman's hand.
"Good morning. I don't normally talk to strangers, but it seems like you don't normally spend the night in the park, sleeping under a tree," her feminine voice teased, letting out a giggle. She was a black woman, about his age, and probably one of the prettiest women he had seen in a long time. She had crouched down on the grass to look him in the eye, and she had a smile of perfect teeth between her kissable lips.
"Oh! Yeah, uh... long night," he blushed, remembering how quickly he had forgotten about poor Mary. Well, he could use a friend right now. Might as well just make small talk, hope Mary called him and they could apologize for the fight... yeah, he probably gained all this weight in one night feeling bad about the fight, and eating her deliciously plump body was a dream...
"I'm Nella."
"Pico. Pleasure to meet you."
"Pleasure's all mine. I normally skip my morning jog, but looks like I might have to force myself more often, if handsome men are sleeping all alone," she flirted.
"Ah, I bet you... say that to all the guys," he grunted, pushing against the tree to stand. His back aching from not sleeping in a bed.
Nella also straightened up, and Pico's stomach growled as if on command.
She looked average (but pretty!) from the chest up. But she had a thick tummy, and a booty he could hardly believe. His friends who were butt men swore that black women had bigger booties, but Nella had enough for several women, and the thighs and hips to match.
The sight made him feel hungry all over again. She looked like a goddess... that he could worship with his stomach.
"Sounds like you need a meal, big guy! It's okay, so do I... I know a donut place nearby. It's my usual excuse for jogging."
"Sounds great! You're so... considerate," he fumbled through the small talk, but she must have found his shyness charming. It wasn't far to Suzie's Thick Treats (the logo looked like a girl with a huge donut around her waist), and Pico paused at the window to wonder at yet another fat lady catching his appetite...
But that was just his reflection. "Damn these fatbags," he muttered, quickly shuffling after Nella. It would be a bad idea to stand behind that twin globular badonkadonk for too long!
They were soon working through a variety of a dozen donuts each, Pico had several cups of juice while Nella said she needed some coffee drink that came blended with lots of caramel.
"So, there's not just any reason I got you from the park, truth be told... " Nella took another chug of her coffee, pretending to be casual. "I know your secret... "
Pico nearly spat out a jelly donut. (His favorite, no less!) He should have devoured her at first sight. No, she might be able to help, he didn't want to eat every woman he loved... or did he?
He noticed she was staring at him, her bright smile faltered. "Thinking about something?"
"Uh... A lot's happened, really. I'd be glad to just share plenty of food with you, but... I... "
"I said I know, you're... "
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