This choice: Of course, Bobby rejects her, which is bad news for him • Go Back...Chapter #5Never Reject Your Host by: chaos   Bobby blushed as he watched Shanna’s huge melons wobbling around. She was hot, there was no denying that, but she wasn’t his type of girl. He knew it wasn’t likely to find a girl his size that wasn’t a midget, but he still preferred someone that was someone close to his height. With Shanna he’d need a ladder to look her in the eyes. Not to mention the other things that repelled him about Shanna, like her crude, mean attitude and bad habits. He could smell the junk food on her breath and it was sickening, not to mention he could see some of it had fallen on to her. Bobby’s eyes drifted towards a big chunk of French fry wedged into Shanna’s cleavage. Disgusted, he just shook his head.
“What’s the matter? Too shy to say anything or am I just too much woman for you to deal with, tiny?” Shanna teased, but with an edge in her voice. She didn’t like it when men turned her down. The last guy that had brushed her off at a bar had ended up with his car keyed. Shanna knew she wasn’t the lean, luscious babe she was in her young. There was a lot more sag and size on her body, but she would think this tiny loser would be dying to get some sugar from her.
“It’s not that, it’s just…” What was he going to say? He found her to be this unpleasant, bossy giant slob that smelled bad when she started sweating? That he’d rather be alone in his room, sitting in the dark then sitting beside her? That he worried she might step on him sometimes? He had to find a way to turn her down gently. Better to be just direct.
“You’re kinda big.”
“Are you calling me fat?” Her voice was even, relaxed, but there was some hint of danger in her tone that was unmistakable.
“No,” Bobby squeaked, breaking into a cold sweat as he tried to find the most delicate way to put his refusal. His mouth instinctively opened and closed as he tried to find the right words, but came up short. He eventually got out a few words that did nothing to help him. “Huge…I mean, you just are so big and I small…you know…age difference…you could be my mom…and….and…”
“So I’m old and fat?” Shanna stood up, standing above the tiny teen as he trembled on the couch under her heated glare. He had really messed up and now he was in real trouble with a woman that already thought he was nothing but dirt. She just looked at him for a second, biting her lower lip as her hands rested on her big, protruding hips. “You know something kid, I don’t think I’m going to take no for an answer. I let you into my house, feed you, offer a warm bed and you insult me. If you weren’t my best friends kid I’d beat you black and blue then kick you out to sleep on the lawn.”
“Sorry,” Bobby whimpered. He was either too quiet or Shanna wasn’t listening because she went on like he hadn’t said anything. “Do you know how many men would kill to hit this? I’ve had some prime choice of men in my life and I was willing to give you a shot, but you blew it. Now, we do things my way.”
Shanna dug her chubby fingers into the waistband of her leopard spotted stretch pants and gave them a pull. Dark blubbery flesh popped out as she forced her pants down her wide waist, her ass flowing out with every bit of the strained pants she dropped. Dropping her pants, she ran a finger through her thick, bushel of pubic hair. She hadn’t shaved down there for years and it showed. She also didn’t wear underwear when she thought she might get some action. She had thought that the little white boy wouldn’t be able to contain himself when he was alone under her roof all night and had been ready to have him humping her like some ugly mutt in heat. That was no longer going to happen, but he was still going to be a bitch tonight, her bitch.
“Look at this fine ass, you could have gotten a piece of in.” Bobby recoiled as she turned around, baring her fat rump at him. Up close and naked, her massive, brown ass cheeks looked even bigger then he realized. It was like two wreaking balls, pushed together and smacking into each other as Shanna moved. They sagged a little, how could something that huge not? But they retained enough muscle to be firm enough to remain round and bouncy.
“Now runt, you’re going to get all of it.” Shanna began to sit down, right on top of a still frozen Bobby. The boy weakly lifted up his hands to stop Shanna, but it was like trying to stop a wave with your arms. His arms were forced back as several hundred pounds of black woman came down on him, crushing his lower body into the couch and something even softer. He groaned as Shanna settled onto him, his face pressed into her lower back as she settled on everything bellow his chest. He could feel her greasy cheeks pressing into him and then slowly begin grinding him down. She moved her fat buttocks against him, to his horror she was pulling him down, dragging him under her butt. Bobby tried to squirm, but he was too weak, he took a breath before Shanna shifted his head into her ass crack and he vanished except for his tiny feet sticking out just a little under Shanna’s pussy.
“If you don’t want to respect me then you can kiss my ass, runt.”
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