/lit/ - Literature

Reading Ulysses fills me with an urge to fuck Molly. Her and her big plump body. No, not just fuck her, I want to involve her in my feeder fetishes. I want to stuff her with all sorts of cheap Dublin fare until she weighs 300, 400, 500 pounds. Then I'll parade her around Dublin, watching her waddle, huffing and puffing, with her tits and her belly in front and her ass bringing up the rear, sweat staining the pits of her dress because she's so out-of-shape. Then I'll take her home and fuck every hole she has, along with all her folds and rolls.

I need to date another fat girl. It's been years since my last fat girlfriend and I'd really like another one. I had a ton (heh) of fun dating the last big girl I dated.