Germaine arose slowly, her body sore from the rough sex and stretching out to hold three struggling men. Eyes half cracked open she swung one leg over the side of the bed and then the other before pausing to yawn. She scratched the side of her ass, her nails digging into the soft blubber to cause ripples along her side. Tilting to the left, she let out a loud fart. Yellow fumes steamed out from her right until her ass stopped making sound. She smiled as she felt that bit of gas leave her, finding it very refreshing to empty her bowels of the excess gasses. Other then the sex and money, being able to be completely coarse was the best part of being a whore.

As she stood up, she immediately felt different. Her balance was off and she was having trouble lifting her legs. Looking down, Germaine saw her breasts, now the size of beach volleyballs resting on top of a gut as wide as the front of a car. She stared down at the three orbs of fat and then moved to her mirror. She had to move way back to see her whole body in the mirror, but what she saw looked amazing. Her cheeks were puffier then Foamy’s when he was gathering nuts (He gathered nuts to throw at yuppies). She had a really fat face, but it was positively anorexic compared to the rest of her. Sausage like arms with sausage like fingers, it made Germaine hungry for hot dogs.

Her breasts looked even bigger in the mirror. They had to be somewhere in cup size between K and N. Forget about titty fucking, she could wrap these babies around a whole person and squeeze them until they came. She had always had a rather chubby belly, but not anymore. Her belly expanded out four feet, dropping down past her knees, but retaining a smooth shape. There were no stretch marks, no signs of damage on her pasty white midsection. It was a perfect ball of fat that rested bellow her breasts. The wide length of her belly made her hips stick out several feet. Germaine was surprised she didn’t fall of her bed because with how wide she was she must have been nearly spilling over. She checked her backside next and wasn’t surprised to see that her fat cells had converged on their favorite spot.

Germaine had a fat ass. It was fat when she was thin, insanely huge when she fat and now that she was insanely huge it could only be described as the mother of all big booties. It was like someone had attached two huge white boulders to her back, perfectly round, weighing probably as much as a fully grown man. Her ass crack was longer then her arm and if she sat down on any chair without an arm rest her ass was going to suck it up. Simply put her booty had become like some huge jiggly beast, which moved with a life of its own. Cellulite shook even when Germaine was still. It was really incredible and Germaine couldn’t wait to see what she could do with it. The next guy that insulted her poetry or tried to cum on her without paying was going to be introduced to her Fat ass as a seat.

PPPPPPPPPPOOOOOOOTTTTTT

“Or maybe a butt plug,” Germaine coughed as another fart rumbled out of her ass, this one much bigger and smellier. It lasted half a minute, her ass cheeks rippling around in an exotic dance as hot air blew from her anus. The room filled with toxic air quickly and the second it stopped, Germaine squeezed her hips through the door. That was the most disgusting, foulest, rotten odder she had ever had to smell. But she ignored that for now, it was time to eat.

In the living room, Foamy sat on the couch screaming about the latest thing that had gotten under his skin. Who was he screaming it? No one. He just assumes that someone is always listening to him.

“You nerds out there shouldn’t care that your precious DC Universe is getting rebooted. It’ll be better if all the history over the last twenty years is thrown out the window. Continuity? Who the fuck needs continuity? Start fresh, it’s a brand new day and we need our classic heroes younger and free of past history. You like your heroes the way they are, well screw you because DC says that everything goes back to square one. So get out of your mom’s basements, stop crying and grow the fuck… Hey, why’d it go dark?”

Foamy looked up to see a huge pale object coming down towards him quickly. He lifted his arms over his head and screamed, “THE MOON IS FALLING!!!”

Germaine sat down, failing to notice the tiny furry thing she had just flattened under her enormous ass cheek. Under her arm was a bucket of friend chicken and tub of gravy. She was about to eat when she paused to think. “Why do I feel like a million nerds just cheered out in joy?”

“Meh,” Germaine said after a second to think, it didn’t matter. She started to eat, thinking of all the things she was going to do now that she was free of the constrains of man’s world. She’d keep hooking, it was good money and it brought her sex and prey, but she was going to take it further. Dreams of her being as skyscraper and crushing houses with her ass passed through her mind. She was big now, but she just knew that if she tried really hard she could be bigger then life. Fat Germaine forever.