Jesse was surprised, at first glance Aunt Kelly looked calm, but then he noticed her eyes and felt a crushing sense of dread upon seeing the rage which they exuded. It was at this moment he knew, he fucked up.
Aunt Kelly stood in the doorway, dressed in her signature Juicy Couture pink tracksuit, her huge tits, soft pot belly thunderous thighs and bouncing booty pressing tight against the fabric.
Kelly gigglingly said "like Jesse thats like not very nice" however here eyes as before betrayed her true rage.
"I tried like soooooo hard to get you to like want to take part in my Phat bimbo life, I took you out to eat like reeeaaalllyyyy tasty food, you met my suuuperr cool girlies, i mean like for gucci's sake I gave you like a super cute home, my home. And like now i find you like totally disrespecting me and like everything that i've done for you which is so not ok"
Jessie tried to sputter out a reply but Aunt Kelly who was now standing in front of him lifted up one of her pink acrylic taloned fingers and pressed it to his lips, whispering "Shhhhhhh Mommys talking"
As Aunt Kelly continued on with her ditzy bimbo monologue Jessie thought about what she'd just said "Mommys talking". what could she mean by that, he knew that she was mad but to mention the word mommy so soon after his own had just passed was simply insensitive. He was abruptly brought back to reality by a loud PHHHHRRRRRPPPPPP that escaped his Aunt's megalithic ass.
She continued after a quick giggle "I've always wanted another PHAT Bimbo in the family to like share life with you know. When we were younger i like super duper hoped my sister....your mom would be that Bimbo, and she like soooooo nearly was she had even agreed to let me take her to the salon and like let me make her super tasty food but then like your stupid Dad came along and made her BORING. I thought like maybe i could get her to like divorce that icky man and like come back to the bimbo side of life but then she had you and i knew my dreams of Phat bimbo sisterhood were gone."
Jessie almost felt bad for his Aunt.....almost.
She continued "when i like saw you for the first time, I realised I don't want a phat bimbo sister, I want a phat bimbo daughter to raise and call my own. Now I cant like have any kids coz like the doctor said something super duper complicated about how like I'd had too many plastic surgeries and like i was to phat. So I like asked your Mom if i could have you like even though your a boy to like raise as my phat bimbo daughter coz she could easily have another. She said no which i thought was super unfair and said she didn't want me to like ever see you again incase i like influenced you"
"HOLY FUCKING SHIT" thought Jesse "this is mental, to think she wanted my Mom to give me to this crazy phat Bimbo to raise as her mini me"
Kelly continued "when I first like brought you here i thought you'd see how like super fun my life is and want to be like me but like i totally realise now you're too much like your mum" PHRRRRRRRPPPPHHHHH "SOOOOOOOOO like basically I'm gonna give you two options but you'd be like super silly to take one of them"
Option Number 1 - You live in my house by my rules.....
Option Number 2 - You don't live in my house and you become a icky homeless skinny looser who smells and poops in alleyways and farts but in like a super duper gross way not a cute voluptuous phat way like me.
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