Posted by CFW on August 31, 2004 at 07:56 [66.185.84.81]
Eric noticed her struggle out of the cab. The school was a mere two blocks away, but Trish was too fat and lazy to walk it. He watched as she waddled into the house; her gigantic legs splayed, huge fat arms swinging outward around her bulk, white blouse untucked, gray pleated skirt way too short for someone her size, flashing white panties that stretched across the biggest ass he had ever seen.
He had noticed Trish before, had smiled and said hello to her. Then went inside and fantasized about her as he masterbated. He pictued her face, fat and so beautiful, her big green eyes, pouty fish-lips, and her hair - long blond kinky-curly, the way she flicked it out of her face like all beautiful women do. Only Trish was a beautiful woman who had let herself get fat - extremely fat.
Trish waddled into her townhome, read the note from her mom. Her mom would be late coming home. The note read - sandwhiches and cake on the counter. Trish layed down on the couch flicking through the channels. She ate all the sanwhiches, the entire banana cake, and drank a big bottle of pop. She yawned, was bored.
Early in the afternoon she had felt the urge to move her bowels, but had held on. Now, her massive stomach bloated, the urge was back. Too lazy to haul her fat ass off the couch, again Trish held on. She drifted off, then awoke with a start. While sleeping Trish had lost the hold she had on her bowels and had started to poop in her panties. She lay on her side. A large firm turd had slid between her gigantic butt cheeks and was already touching the fabic of the huge pair of white panties Trish was wearing.
Trish felt her shit as it slowly grew, massive and warm, mashing against the seat of her panties. It felt so good. She held her breath and bore down grunting softly as she did so. The massive turd curled against the resistance of the lycra material. Trish pushed again and again until she had fully shit herself. She couldn't reach around herself to feel it, but knew it was there, a big oblong bulge between her beachball butt cheeks.
She had to pee as well. Several squirts had already escaped wetting her panties against the soft fat of her bulging hairless pubis mound. Trish's mother would freak if she peed on the carpet again. She hauled herself from the couch and waddled out onto the deck.
Trish's heavy thighs kept her feet spread apart, eighteen inches or so. Leaning on the railing she spread them even further. She lifted the short skirt out of the way, and relaxed allowing her pee to flow. Trish's heavy flow splashed on the deck between the black chunky shoes that housed her fat feet which were clad in white knee socks. Trish bore down until she dribbled to a stop, then sighed with pleasure.
She took a few awkward steps back to look down at her puddle, pulling a strand of hair from her face as she did so. It was then she noticed the activity form the yard next door where Eric lived. Eric, who Trish had a crush on since he moved in only a few weeks before.