You had brought a deliberately large t-shirt for this trip, knowing Ash would ruin her original one on the drive. With some amount of struggle, and little input from the woman herself, you removed the offending item. A custom made bra was produces, and you heroically wrestled her oversized beach balls into it. Even though you bought many extra inches than when you measured, it still left her almost indecent. And, when the thin shirt was thrown over the top, you could still see how her tits spilled over the cups.
Next, you tackled her jeans. Forcing her to swing her legs out of the car so you could reach around her belly, you pushed and kneaded the flab anywhere you could in an effort to get the zipped closed. Doing so produced grunts of discomfort from Ashley, as her hours of binge eating were jostled around.
The both of you sweating, she was finally presentable, and ready to enter your home for the next few weeks. You had parked mere steps from the convenient double doors, so little time to elicit much discomfort from you supersized spouse. Knocking, you almost immediately heard a shout of "Comiinng!"
When your host answered, and you saw them for the first time, you saw.....
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