Jesse stared at this large, Circus Clown of a woman that was his Aunt Kelly.
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 arms were like bags of pudding and her thighs like tree trunk. Her butt 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. Her skin was chalk white, and she was wearing a cotton candy blue and white polkadot strapless tutu with many frills and petticoats around her wide hips, making them appear even bigger due to the frilly, puffiness of the petticoats. Long, thigh-high lavender-stripped socks wrapped around her thick, meaty legs and flowed down into large, red, clown-hopper mary-janes. She also had cartoonish Mickey Mouse Gloves, yet each hand had five fingers. Her plump face was slathered in clown makeup: comically huge, shiny ruby red lips, dots of pink blush on her checks, baby blue eye liner, and a huge red clown nose the size of a tennis ball. Her hair, another prominent feature, swirled into an soft-serve ice cream swirl-like beehive and alternated with cotton candy pink and blue colors.
Jesse could only stare at this cartoonish caricature of a Circus Clown, his Aunt Whoopie.
"Hyuck Hyuck!" She laughed, comically bouncing over to Jesse and wrapping him a smothering bearhug. "Its so incredible to finally meet you! How was the bus trip? Did the wheels go 'round and 'round all the live-long day?"
Jesse politely broke apart from Aunt Whoopie to try and get a handle on the fact that she was a clown. He knew her name sounded weird when ever his mom talked about his Aunt, but he had always assumed she was named after Whoopie Goldberg or something. He never expected his Aunt's name to reference that she was a clown. Aunt Whoopie saw the expression on his face and gave him a big, dopey grin.
"That's right Jesse! Aunt Whoopie is a big old circus clown! I'm one of the lead acts at the town's personal circus. Been one ever since I was 16! I hope you aren't afraid of clowns."
"O-oooh now, Aunt Whoopie," Jesse stammered, worried his shock might have offended his Aunt. "I don't fear clowns. Actually, I'm indifferent to them. I just didn't expect you to be one, not that it matters."
"Well good!" She said, and then squeezed her boobs repeatedly, causing strange loud bicycle honks to emit from then. How did she do that? , Jesse wondered.
"Well, my clown car is out in the parking lot, so let's-" suddenly her gazed was pulled away when she saw a Mother trying to cheer up her crying toddler daughter. "'Excuse me a sec, Jesse. Duty Calls"
Jesse curiously watched his Aunt Whoopie comically waddle over to the mother and child. Greeting the child with a wave and hello, out of nowhere Aunt Whoopie pretended to slip and slide like she was on ice, before falling backwards onto her cartooonishly large backside, with a loud, whoopee cushion-sounding fart exploding out of it, making her petticoats bluster from the stinky wind. PPPPPPPPHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPPPPPPTTTTTTTTTT< br />
Instantly, the mother and child both fell to the floor in laughter, and Aunt Whoopie began somersaulting her way back to her nephew.
"Well, now you know why my clown name is 'Whoopie'", she said, beaming a little to proudly. She got up, grabbed one of Jesse's bags, and began leading him to the parking lot. "C'mon. We got to get you home so we can make it back in time for your welcoming show."
"Welcoming show?" Jesse asked.
"Hyuck, Yeppers! Me and the rest of the circus wanted to properly welcome you to my hometown with a complimentary performance, where you will get a private boxiest among the crowd to watch us preform."
"Oh, that's really nice of you, Aunt Whoopie," Jesse said, touched by your Aunt's present. Jesse wasn't expecting his Aunt to put on a show just for him. It was really nice of her. Maybe she, this town, and this whole moving-in thing won't be so bad.
The duo got out to the parking lot, and true to Aunt Whoopie's word her car was a tiny clown car with a rainbow of colors and a cartoonish face painted on the front. Despite Aunt Whoopie's huge size, she and Jesse were able to fit along with his luggage, but it was a tight fit nonetheless. They drove back to her house, which turned out to be a large, two-story castle-like house decorated in all sorts of colors and patterns. The inside was adorned with much circus memorabilia, including artwork and photo graphs of famous circuses, crazy furniture, and much more. It was like a live-in funhouse.
After they dropped Jesse's stuff off, Aunt Whoopie took him down town to the circus, which actually was more like a giant amazement park inside the world's largest circus tent. Aunt Whoopie gave him a tour of all the rides and attractions, then took him backstage in the Center-Square Theater and showed him his private box.
Then the show began. Jesse soon found that the entire act was just like a Classic Circus, but every one of the performers was dressed like a clown. The strongmen, the acrobats, the daredevils, even some of the animals had funny costumes on. Jesse noticed that there were male clowns of all shapes and sizes, but almost all the female clowns, young and old, were overweight and cartoonish like his Aunt Whoopie. And many of them enjoyed making farting noises like her.
Overall, Jesse enjoyed the show. He hadn't been to a circus since he was a boy, and this brought back memories of his mom and dad. The show had all the classic acts of a three-ringed circus, but classic clown acts were shown to be extra ridiculous and slap-stick cartoony. These clowns really do love making fools of themselves. Jesse thought. I wonder if they ever feel humiliated.
Eventually, it came time for Aunt Whoopie's act, which was over the top. She did all the classic clown tricks: magic, juggling, jokes. But her finally was when she and her fellow female Clowns brought out a barrage of sturdy chairs, arranged them in a orchestra-like fashion, and proceed to slam their butts down and fart the classic Offenbach Can-Can song. Despite the strangeness of it, the entire audience had given them a standing ovation and 3 encores.
After the show, Aunt Whoopie invited Jesse backstage to meet her friends and coworkers. The entire performing act was friendly and welcoming, especially Aunt Whoopie's female friends and their daughters/nieces, who took a real shine to Jesse and began comically flirting with him. Some of them even tried to get him to squeeze their boobs and asscheeks so they could make their honking and whoopee cushion noises. Jesse refused, of course, but he had to admit these girls were really outgoing and funloving. He did notice something strange about some of them, like how a few of them talked in slightly deeper voiced than female clowns should. Whatever the case, eventually Aunt Whoopie and Jesse decided to call it a night and return home.
For the next few weeks, Jesse discovered that it was pretty fun to have a clown for an aunt. ...But there were drawbacks as well.
Jesse soon discovered that his Aunt Whoopie was a clown 24/7. She was always goofing around, which had been ok at first. But Jesse had soon become the main focus of his Aunt Jesse's jokes and pranks. More than once a day she would try out new bad jokes on him or pulls some sort of prank on him, like messing with his shower's water temperature by flushing the toilet or planting whoopee cushions on every seay he sat on. Whats more, because of his grumpiness toward this foolishness, Aunt Whoopie would use him as a source of comedic joke at her act and pretend to be him ruling about. She swore it was all in good fun.
Jesse soon discovered why his Aunt was also called "Whoopie". She had an outrageous sex life. Almost every night she would bring home an random audience member or male clown, and proceed to have loud, farting and cartoonish sexy with the. She would even try offering to set up Jesse with one of her clown friends or their nieces/daughters, but Jesse refused on the - secret - grounds that the girls could be like Aunt Whoopie in the bedroom.
Overall, it was tiring living with Aunt Whoopie, who tried to get Jesse into the clowning business. She finally left him alone one night to do a private show at a kid's birthday party. Jesse spent most of his time avoiding and failing her pranks she left him. He eventually got to her room where he saw spare leftovers of her old costumes and makeup, and a wicked thought came to his head.
He dressed himself in a spare tutu, clogs, leggings and rainbow afro wig, applied some makeup to his face, and proceed to prance around Aunt Whoopie's room pretending to be her. He would maker fake laughing sounds, tell bad jokes to no one, and even make raspberry noises to immitate her farting.
FRRRT FRRRT Hyuck Hycuk! Hiya Folks, I'm Whoopie the Clown" he said, patting his pillow stuff, backside and belly and making fart noises. FRRRT FRRRT
He roared with laughter until-
"JESSE!!"
Startled, he turned around to find his Aunt Whoopie standing in the middle of the doorway.
And it appeared that she was...
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