Christmas Short Stories (Patreon)

Christmas Short Stories
By FC Punk

Fattest Christmas Ever

“Merry Christmas John.”

“Merry Christmas Cid.”

“Oh this night has been so wonderful John. I'm so stuffed.”

“I’m actually surprised how much you ate today, I cooked so much.”

“It shouldn’t be so surprising. You know this is my fattest Christmas ever.”

“Four hundred sixty seven pounds.”

“Yes…”

“A gain of a hundred and forty pounds in two years.”

“Mmmm, oh yes.”

“You ate like a pig”

“Day and night.”

“Day and night I’ve stuffed you to this point.”

“Mmmm, a stuffed pig unable to get off her fat ass.”

“You can barely walk now.”

“I waddle a little”

“You waddle a lot.”

“Heheh, how much is a lot? Because I go out of my way not to waddle.”

“Is it too hard fatty?”

“Yes it is. Way too rough on my joints”

“The poor baby.”

“I am a poor baby! It’s not easy carrying over 300 pounds of sheer blubber. Lift my tummy and tell me my fat isn’t heavy?”

“Babe, you just ate a turkey, that’s not fair.”

“Oh whatever.”

“Anyways I think it’s present time.”

“Oh goody! I love presents!”

“First off let me present…a nifty napper! Perfect for any fat pig woman that drops something and her feeder isn’t around.”

“Oh my God, I can’t wait to show it off the next time I go to Wal-Mart!”

“And you can do it all….on your brand new scooter!”

“Oh. My. God! Honey!”

“I’m really proud of myself for keeping it hidden all this time.”

“Help me up! Help me up!”

“Up we go, and into….there! Wow, don't you look sexy on that thing.”

“I feel sexy on this thing. Feel like a right pig, Oh John, I’ve been dreaming of this for so long.”

“Hey now, don’t start crying!”

“I’m so fat. So obese. Thank you John, I love you.”

“Merry Christmas Cid.”

“Merry Christmas John,”

The Christmas Present

It is dreadfully cold out tonight. The wind blows outside out window. Outside on the deck snow piles up in pure white hills. Icicles hang from my gutters.

But I know no matter how cold it is outside, inside it was going to be a lot warmer.

I lay on our bed waiting for it.

Waiting for her.

“Here I cooooome,” I hear her teasing voice as she waddles out the bathroom door with a big grin on her beautiful round face. Her cheeks and chin had inflated, completely swallowing her features in pure facial fat. Her mound of face was framed by long blonde curls and she was biting her lip in ecstacy.

She was wearing a cherry red lace teddy that she was positively bulging out of. It looked strained around her belly, overloaded with her sagging flaccid belly fat. Her cellulite covered flesh wobbled, hanging off her in gobs. She crawled into bed and her belly brushed against the mattress,

I don’t even bother delicately undressing her. I rip the front of her teddy right off her and she releases a moan, her fat nipples immediately hardening as I take her. She kisses me with intensity, with vigor reserved for a greasy cheeseburger. I grasp her tits and squeeze, moaning. My moans are loud and they spur her on.

She gets ontop of me and her fat pours all over me, sagging down nice and loose.

“Lay on me!” I moan out and she obliges, letting go and going limp.

The weight of my wife pushes the air out of me and I’m in a world of pleasure, surrounded by soft spoiled meat. No muscles, just pure unadulterated unwholesome fat.

I tap a roll indicating I need to breathe and she rolls off as I kiss her and wrap my legs around her. My leg doesn't even come close to fitting around her, but that only turns me on more.

My cock pressed into her folds and she moans, feeling my size pushing deep in her fat rolls.

This is my Christmas present, getting to fuck her soft bloated fat rolls. In and out my cock hups my wife’s fat, sending her into a jiggling fit up to her thick neck obscuring double chin. I grasp big handfuls of lardy wife blubber as I thrust and bury my face in her sweaty flesh. All this sex works my baby up and she starts to smell, her sweaty aroma driving me wild.

So fat, so much sheer fat.

Just thinking about her mass and size as I pound away into my beastly wife’s rolls pushed me over the edge and I cummed, making an awful sticky mess between them.

“Ahhhh!” I collapse into her and her enormous bingo wing arms cover me completely in a hug.

“Mmmmm, oh baby,” She moans too, out of breath from doing nothing.

As snow falls outside and the wind blows my wife and I fall asleep together, cuddling in fat bliss.