1. THE VIRUS. CHAPTER ONE


    Date: 8/1/2015, Categories: BDSM, Mature, Taboo, Author: crazyxxxcash, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    noted how tight her friend’s scrubs were. At five foot five, the woman was short and squatty to begin with, and in the last year since her husband left her, she’d been steadily gaining more and more weight. From her nearly expert opinion, she guessed the little woman was probably pushing two fifty with belly rolls that pressed against the thick fabric of her top, pushing further out than her tits could muster. And the woman’s ass hung off on both sides of her rolling chair also straining at the cotton scrubs she wore. Her rear had taken on the brunt of her weight gain and there was just no hiding that behemoth monstrosity of an ass. “Er-hrmmm,” she cleared her throat in hopes of getting Shelly’s attention. “I gotta go,” she said and hung up. “What?” she asked with a slight tone of aggravation as she looked up at the much-too-hot-for-her-age Claudia. “They’re having a field day downstairs…one of us has to go down and work the ER,” she announced, going through the motions but knowing how it would end up. Shelly screwed her face up and sighed dramatically. “Oh fuck…seriously? I hate the ER!” “You hate nursing…that’s not saying a lot,” Claudia blurted, anger bubbling up from somewhere. “Sorry,” she quickly apologized. “You want me to go?” “Well that’s a dumb question,” she popped back. “Was that Lawrence?” “Huh? Oh yeah…yeah,” Shelly nodded. “So what’s up?” she asked, feeling as though she needed to be nice to make up for the sour comment she’d made a moment earlier. “Oh it’s ...
    stupid…I went over to see Lawrence a few days ago and he’s all dogging on Beth about getting fat and I went off on him and told him to leave her alone. The girl’s twelve for crying out loud, ya’know? I mean don’t give her a fucking complex! And of course he goes and tells little-miss-perfect about it and she tells him I can’t come over no more because I’m trying to tell them how to raise their c***d. They’re not even married…it’s not his daughter…and technically he’s still my fucking husband…so where does she get off on that, huh?” “Well she’s not your daughter either,” Claudia blurted and again she realized her tone was irritable. “Er-hrm, I mean you might have over-stepped there a little.” Shelly looked at her oddly and she knew the woman had caught her attitude, but she didn’t respond to it. “Well I’m fat…I know what it’s like, so I feel bad for her. She’s twelve so she’s probably got the hormones and shit going on…I mean she’s got these huge boobs already like out to here,” and she motioned to her own chest and then sighed. “Damn…hers are probably nearly as big as mine. What’s that say?” “Either she’s got big ones, or you got small ones…take your pick,” she blurted with a snort of humor. Suddenly though, she realized what she’d said was hurtful and rude. “Just k**ding,” she added quickly, hoping to mitigate the cruelty of the remark. “Wow, you’re just full of snark today, ain’t you?” “Sorry…don’t know where it’s coming from,” she conceded. “Well I’m taking it down to the ER, ...
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