isolation pending -- dylan detwiler

it was a day like any other. the sky was blue, the grass was green, and the birds were all singing zipadeedoodah. the scene was like something you'd see in your typical hollywood blockbuster, complete with ravenwood's head psychiatrist cheerfully strolling through the musical courtyard, sloppy joe in hand as he enjoyed his lunch break. he was on his way to the bathroom, as sloppy joes always gave him extreme diarrhea (he had to wear plus-size diapers because of that), when he spotted something rather peculiar from the corner of his eye. at first, he thought the young damsel was injured, but as he turned his body toward her, his dick instantly hardened. drool spilled over his thick, fat lips, and seconds later, he had his hand down his pants, fapping at a furious pace as he eyed the female. he shuddered as he imagined shoving his dick up her juicy vagina, barely hidden by the fabric of her skimpy shorts. his jaw dropped as he watched her hike up her shirt, and his instantly dick became a hot, steel rod under his fingertips. like a predator hunting its prey, the overweight man suddenly dropped down onto his knees, shoving his cock back into his pants, crawling toward her on all fours like a horny wildebeest.

as he lumbered in the girl's direction, the buttons on his shirt began popping one by one, unable to support the weight of the layers of flab that were now flowing freely over the rim of his jeans.. flapping in the wind like a basset hound's ears. upon arriving at the young girl's side, surprisingly quiet on his feet for his colossal size, he bent forward, slowly, the zipper of his jeans nearly bursting as the unmistakable bulge in his pants pressed against it, pressure building with every second. leaning over the full-bodied female, saliva spilled from his plump lips, dripping on her exposed abdomen, and his beady eyes glazed over with lust. scandalous fantasies raced through his mind, cheeks flushed pink, palms sweaty, large cock throbbing painfully against the fabric that restrained it. oh, gawd. absently, he took a bite of the sloppy joe he was holding, lips smacking, little bits of the slimy meat raining down on the girl's bouncy breasts, staining her flimsy, white shirt. as he reached out to wipe them away, his thumb brushed against her nipple, and he realized her breasts were bare under the thin layer of cloth. unable to control himself, he let out a quiet squee of delight, fingers twitching as he squeezed the nipple until milk begin spraying out. his fingers tightened around the boob, and he began shaking it wildly.

he gave a crazed cry, and the zipper to his pants suddenly snapped apart from his jeans with a loud pop, flying through the air with amazing force. startled, he let out a loud belch of surprise, spraying regurgitated slop into the female's face in an uncontrollable tidal wave. as the stinky sound echoed through the courtyard, the zipper continued its flight before striking the female in the left eye. and probably blinding her.

"i want to have butt sex with you in my mother's basement!" he bellowed, voice wavering as he orgasmed.. thick, messy cum spraying everywhere, like water shooting at full force from a garden hose. "LONG LIVE THE FLAB!!!!!!" his body seizured in a final release, last hints of sticky white skyrocketing into the sky in an untamed explosion, and unable to stop himself, the horny man let a massive fart rip (you know those sloppy joes..), shoving his massive ass in her face and hastily suffocating the girl from the odor. sadly, no one ever saw her again.