Jesse stared at this Southern Lady that was his Aunt Anna Belle.
Her weight wasn't even like his parents had described to him in their stories. She was Huge! She was only 5 inches taller than you, but she had to be at least 400 pounds! Her belly was perfectly round and had two watermelon-sized breast resting comfortable on top of it. Her are were like bags or pudding and her thighs like tree trunk. Her but stood out behind her and had a tremendous shelf with it. Her face was plumped with dimpled cheeks and a second chin going-on third.
But it was her outfit that really stood out. It was a peach sundress that clung to her very round body. It had ruffles at the bottom of it and on the shoulder straps. Jesse reckoned if his Aunt wasn't so huge, the dress might fit a normal girl, but on her is was tight and form fitting. She also had a sunhat, and was holding both a ruffle-decorated parasol and fanning herself with a large, floral-patterned, folding fan. Her blonde hair was done curls. Also, her hat had a large bow and feather in it.
Overall, his Aunt Anna Belle looked like a large caricature of a modern Southern Belle.]
"Well, Howdy-Doo there,, Jesse", she said with thick southern accent. She placed her fan in her pocket and held out her hand for Jesse to shake. "It is truly a pleasure to finally make your acquaintance."
"Um" Jesse stammered, shaking her hand. "Its nice to finally meet you too, Aunt Anna Belle."
"Please, call just call me Auntie or Anna Belle, sugar," she smiled. "I may be a woman of manners, but I want things between you and me to be open like a Sweet Tea pitcher".
"Well, ok Sure. Auntie is is" You smiled back. Maybe she's not so strange after all Jesse thought to himself. Then suddenly his thought were interrupted by very loud "PHHHHHHHRRRRRRAAAAAAP!!"
"What the hell was that" Jesse ask, rather taken back.
"OH MY OH MY!" Auntie blushed, taking out her fan and fanning her backside, reveal that than noise was a large fart coming from her. "I'm so sorry, Jesse. I do apologize for my "Dairy-Aire". I'm afraid I pass wind like a dustbowl during tornado season, and louder than a rooster cocka-doodling in the morning I might add"
Jesse was taken back by this. Its was obvious his Aunt was a real southern belle, but from his understand in a history class in college, southern belles weren't suppose to acknowledge bodily functions. He must have had an obvious thinking face, because his Aunt Anna Belle spotted his confusion and proceeded to answer for him.
"I do declare by the look on your face you are taken back by my flatulence." She said, and Jesse bashfully nodded uncertainly, trying not to offend her. "Yes, Jesse. I am very much a Southern Belle, born and raised in the good ol' South. I am woman of manners, old-fashioned values, and I enjoy my cooking a little too much." She smiled at the last part and patted her belly with her fan. "However, I was born with a chronic flatulence problem, and I am constantly tooting the brown whistle. But I always apologize for my gas, and all my friends and neighbors understand my constant need to address and apologize for my farts."
"Your friends and neighbors are ok with this?" Jesse asked curiously?
"Yes, they are:" she smiled and began to lead Jesse to her large truck. Her walking was more of a waddle, but she did it all with her back straight and head held high, all the while twirling her parasol and fanning her glistening face. "You'll meet them all at party tonight."
"Party?" Jesse asked surprised.
"Yes. I wanted to welcome my nephew into the South with Love and Style. Oh you'll Just, I say you'll just have a wonderful time" She then let out a large FRRRT! as she climbed into her truck and drove both of them to her home.
Her home was a large Manor stereotypically found in the higher class of the south. She showed Jesse to his rooms and left to prepare for the party. Jesse found that she had laid out some slightly dressier clothes for the party.
The Party was fun by Jesse's standards. Most of the guests were females either Anna Belle's or Jesse's age, or somewhere in between. Jesse was a little disappointed that there weren't many guys to talk to, but all the girls took a liking to him and proceeded to flirt with him. The Food was excellent too, Lots of Fried Chicken, Baked Beans, Collared Greens, and plenty of Sweet Tea and Lemonade. Aunt Anna Belle made sure that Jesse was kept fed throughout the whole party.
A week into life with his new Auntie Jesse had to admit it had its ups and downs. The ups were his Aunt's lovely cooking and the little garden parties where she would invite her friends and their daughters and nieces, who in turned wanted Jesse to join them in the party. The older woman were plump like Auntie, their daughters were like smaller, younger versions of her without the farting. Jesse didn't mind though, he like bigger girls (although, there was something off about a few of them that he couldn't quite put his finger on. Like the fact a few daughters and nieces had lower active of voices despite being feminine).
The Downs, whoever, were that fact that Jesse's Aunt was trying so hard to force her Southern mannerism and lifestyle on him. She politely scolded him for such things as swearing, wearing the wrong color on a certain day, or chewing gum in public despite herself doing these things. Anna Belle's response was that "Southern Belles break rules in good humor, but please do as I say and not as I do." Also their was her constant farting that both stunk and sounded like a constant foghorn.
One day, Jesse had been left alone by Aunt Anna Belle as she had been invited to one of her friend's garden parties instead. She offered Jesse an invitation to join, but her were getting a little tired of her company (despite the fact that he knew she meant well and had taken him into her home). So Jesse was left alone, and decided to explore the Manor, which he had not gotten to taken a real hard look at yet.
Jesse explored many dens and rooms before coming to his Auntie's room. Curiosity got the better of him and he peaked inside. It was very feminine and girly for a Southern Belle like his aunt. Jesse spotted a close on the side of the room and looked in, and was taken back by how much clothes his aunt had. On closer inspection he saw that the ones in the back were much smaller in size, and concluded these must have been clothes from when she was younger. He then beamed as he got an idea.
He found a classic, pink Southern Belle dress with many frills and ruffles. Pulling out his phone, he looked up "How to dress like a stereotypical Southern Belle", and proceeded to put the outfit on. He wore it all: the panties, the corset, the pantaloons, the poofy dress and ruffles, the shoes. He even found a matching hat and parasol. The clothes were still big for him (his aunt must have been a big girl even when she was young), so he took some pillows and stuffed them in the clothes to give himself a large belly, ass and breasts.
After the outfit was put on, he stepped out of the closet and began to parade around the room, pretending to be - and horribly I might add - his Auntie Anna Belle. He was trotting about, shouting in a high feminine voice southern phrases like "I do declare" or "I say I say". Jesse then spotted a spare folding fan on his aunts' makeup table. He grabbed it and started fanning his ass, making raspberry noise to immitate his Aunt's farting.
FRRRRRT "My oh My!" PPPHRT "Oh goodness Gracious me!" FRRAAP "Please excuse my Dairy-Aire!"
He rolled his head back in laughter, but jumped when he heard a female voice shout "JESSSE!!"
Jesse turned around, flushed with shame, and found his Aunt Anna Belle standing in the door way. And she looked...
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