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Chapter #5
Ms. Fitzgerald's massive freckled belly
by: Unknown
You turn to see an extraordinarily sexy yet terrifying sight. Before you lay the massive apron belly of a woman, it flows onto the bed in between two monstrously thick legs.
"Taking in the view?" asks a seductive voice
You gaze upward to see the face of Ms. Fitzgerald!
"Glad you're awake, I was hoping Kathy was going to pick you to be my little bellboy this weekend" she says with a devious grin on her face
"What are talking about? My Boss is in on this?" you ask bewildered
Ms. Fitzgerald laughs a bit, jiggling her expansive field of freckled flesh and sending strong vibrations through the coils of the mattress knocking you off your feet.
"I suppose she didn't tell you about what we women do here at the hotel every week, then again if she did I doubt she'd be able to hire replacement bellboys every week" she snickers as reaches for your frail little body, you try to run but you trip over the sheets and she snatches you up.
"Its a fun little operation she has going, me and the other girls come to the hotel and Kathy provides us with shrunken bellboys to do with as we please." she brings you up to her face, you're trapped in her chubby fist "We're even allowed to kill them" she says with a toothy evil grin.
"Ms. Fitzgerald! You can't do this!" you shout to her, scared out your wits when suddenly she begins gently stroking your hair with one of her chubby fingers.
"Oh don't worry I'll try to see to it that you survive the night" she says, you breath a sigh of relief "But I'm not making any promises!" she finishes, grinning once again your heart sinks at the idea this may be your last night on Earth but at least this isn't a terrible way to go out.
Ms. Fitzgerald drops you on the mattress once again putting you face to belly button with her mountainous stomach.
"Oh and don't call me Ms. Fitzgerald" ,she says as you regain your footing on the soft bed "It makes me feel old, I'm only 25 after all"
Mentally you scoff at the idea that she's 25, 30 is more like it, you dare not speak this of course but you do inquire "What do I call you then?"
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