"Huh?" Sonny said, balking.

"Hello? We're girls- we know all about counting calories." Susan smiled. "Eating everything we served you and never doing anything- I wonder what you thought was going to happen."

"So you... noticed?"

"That's right, Sonny," said a dark-haired woman who'd shown up on his left.

"We've all noticed," a redhead said, coming up behind him.

A tan-skinned, dark-haired woman sidled up to him on the right. "And guess what, Sonny?"

Susan closed in from the front. She whispered in his ear: "We like it."

"Huh?" Sonny said, feeling a little lightheaded with four beautiful women pressing against him.

"You could say it's part of our thing, living all together like this- we all have the same taste in men."

The dark-haired woman clasped his hand with hers. "We like big men, Sonny."

The tan woman began to rub his flabby gut. "We like fat men, Sonny."

The redhead massaged his shoulders. "We've liked you more the bigger you've gotten, Sonny."

Susan cupped his face in her gentle, tender hands. "And Sonny, the fatter you get, the more we'll like you from here onward."

Sonny melted under the women's caresses; any thought of losing his pudge dried up on the spot. He smiled gently. "When's dinner?"

"Such a wonderful man," Susan said. She and the other women withdrew, and Sonny followed her back to the heart of the village.

"I'm gonna need new shorts, though," he muttered, fingering the tear in the seat.

"Eh- no you're not!" Susan said playfully. Dancing behind him, she grabbed the waistband of his shorts and yanked them down, exposing him.

"Hey!" Sonny cried. He danced around awkwardly as she yanked the shorts around his ankles, and as he was forced to lift one foot, then the other, she pulled the shorts completely away from him and tossed them over her shoulder.

"We've got no big problem with you going naked here, Sonny," she said. "You should go with it- learn to relax."

Sonny fidgeted a little. "Eh... okay." He tried to resist the urge to hide his penis. "So why don't you go naked, then?"

Susan shrugged her shoulders. "If you suggest..." She then casually pulled off her bikini top, dazzling him with a full view of her magnificent tatas. Sonny's jaw went slack, and Susan laughed as his dick shot upright. She came around and took his arm. "Now about that dinner you wanted..."