Dangerous Curves 192 (Patreon)

I knew that in order to keep a girl like Stephanie, I had to make sure she felt special. So I splurged into my savings and went all out on a vacation to Moorea Island in French Polynesia at a 5 star resort with an overwater bungalow. It was the perfect honeymoon style getaway and I couldn’t have enjoyed it more and I'm sure Steph had a great time too, although I knew she had been to places like it in the past.

I think she enjoyed going out to exotic places as much for her Instagram page as for actually being there. I knew that Steph had a great many followers of her online persona, but I also knew that what she presented on the internet was not exactly what it was in reality. As incompetent as she sometimes seemed on computers, she did know how to facetubne, or how to liquify and warp herself thiner somehow. I noticed that mostly she just toned up and slimed her waist down in images of herself, nothing too drastic as she was proud of her curves, but enough to justify her family’s shock at just how big she actually was in person at Christmas, but I digress. We had a nice private section of paradise to ourselves for the most part but I couldn’t help but notice the attention she got from the male members of the resort staff as well as the guests.

One evening in particular she got all dolled up in a hip hugging mermaid style green dress that showed off a good amount of skin. With heart shaped sunglasses and her hair done up beautifully, I watched her strut down the narrow wooden boardwalk holding a Pina colada during the magic hour, but I wasn’t the only one. I saw a young couple holding hands on the beach and the dude was blatantly ogling Steph’s ass and so was the muscled up bartender behind him. It pissed me off to no end, as I had noticed them staring before, but, how could I blame them?

Even at her weight, which had gone beyond thick and curvy, Stephanie was still a knock-out and a head turner, and the way she looked in that outfit was nothing short of fucking mind boggling. Her perfectly shaped ass was so big and looked even bigger in that stunning dress as it left nothing to the imagination in regards to the shape of her amplified, ridiculously voluptuous figure, bulging belly, and jiggly arms. How can a gorgeous woman blow up to over 300 pounds and look hotter than ever, and more beautiful than everyone else? The answer was Stephanie in that green dress.

Her perfect and huge breasts were also on full display and I watched them bounce uncontrollably with each step she took towards me while the wooden planks creaked as if in anguish under her thunderous thighs. When we embraced I made sure to give her a spectacular kiss and lowered her body in my arms with one eye on her male fan club behind us. I knew full well what they’d be thinking later that night when they made love to their wives or girlfriends and I wanted to make sure they knew that the object of their lust belonged to me and only me. Don’t even get me started on what she looked like in her bikini, and yes she still wore a bikini, for my eyes only mind you.

- Dangerous Curves