As his eyes began to clear and the nightmare began to fade, John registered the form standing next to his bed. At first, he didn't recognize her, but certain features began to sum up to none other than Britney, his ex-girlfriend who'd left him for some Jersey shore-type douchebag and whom he never expected to see again. He certainly didn't expect to see her like this.
It was definitely Britney, but she'd changed. Somehow, she'd gained weight...not just that she'd become massively and monstrously obese. John wasn't aware anyone could gain quite so much in such a short time, but there she was. She had also lost her bold confidence and was actually looking...what? Nervous, scared even? As John shifts, unsure as to how to approach the situation and wondering if he actually did take back her key when they broke up, Britney descends on him, wrapping her now flabby arms around him and pinning him to the bed with her now massive boobs and gargantuan belly.
"John, I...please forgive me John," she was now saying, hugging him against her and practically burying his head in gigantic fat tits, "I never should have left. That guy was so horrible to me...and then something happened and...I got like this."
John was curious as to what it was that happened, but couldn't ask as his face was currently being smushed into her huge and braless floppers.
"And then he kicked me out when I got...like this," Britney managed, "and I didn't know what to do, so I came back. I'm so sorry I left, all I could think about was how I could get back to you, and I never want to leave you again."
Momentarily, John's face was free, but before he could answer his mouth was drowning in a thick and wet pair of lips with his mouth full of a surprisingly large tongue. This shocked him a little. Britney had never been all that passionate, or even affectionate before and now it seems she can barely contain her want.
"And I'll make it up to you, I promise," Britney continued after releasing John's breathless mouth, "I dipped into my trust fund. The rent on this place is paid up until the end of the year. Least I could do. Just don't turn me away, and I'll show you what a good girlfriend I can be."
With that, Britney plastered kiss after kiss all over John's face, her pudgy hands already finding their way under his night clothes. He really wanted to know what had happened and even what was happening, but he had a feeling that unless he sated his now colossal girlfriend's sexual appetite, he wouldn't get many answers.
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