Mallory took her gum out and put it behind one ear, before licking her burgundy lips at the table full of food in front of her. “Yum!” She began t slowly pick at the burgers, fries, pizza, tacos, and Chinese food with one of her red talon like nails undecided on what she wanted to try first but wanting to try everything first if she could. She finally decided on the hamburger and took a big bite, the tastes in her mouth danced across her taste buds and she almost orgasmed for the second time since becoming a woman. “O! M! G! This is so good!” she told her sister practically panting.
“Seriously?” Melissa asked kind of annoyed. “You’ve had hamburgers before, I’ve seen you eat dozens! Why is this one so good?”
“Because this one is the first I’ve had as a BBW,” Mallory informed her while quickly finishing off the rest of her burger.
“That doesn’t even make sense.”
“But the rest of this does?” Mallory shook her tits again for emphasis, “The rest of this makes sense?”
“I didn’t-you know-!” Melissa cut herself off. As dumb as her reasoning was Mallory was probably correct. She quieted down a her new big sister continued to fill her big plum gut up with the foods she had practically drooled over when she ordered them. The tacos in particular seemed to make her squeeze her thighs together and squeal in delight.
“O! M! G! Food is so good as a woman!” Mallory exclaimed. “Does everything feel better as a woman? Does sex feel better as a woman?”
“How, how would I know?” Melissa asked her sister, the situation becoming very surreal for her.
“Well I’m gonna have to find out for myself,” Mallory told her with a fluffing of her cans. She took her gum from behind her ear and popped it back in her mouth, immediately starting to annoying crack it again over and over.
“You’re not going to go do that now, are you?” Melissa gulped.
“Well I mean that guy over there is pretty hawt!” she cracked her gum again. Melissa looked at who her sister had gestured to and saw a tall man with the sleeves cut off his flannel shirt, in dirty jeans and work boots. His beer gut was evident under his shirt and altogether he looked like a caricature of a trailer park resident right down to the mullet he sported.
“Him?”
“Him!”
“Um, are you sure you’re ready for him to be inside” of you?”
“Yes.”
Melissa thought quickly. “But are you ready to get pregnant, because he doesn’t really look like the condom type.” Mallory stopped and thought about herself swelling with life. She was into it, really into it and started to smile. “Before you go drinking as a woman?”
The idea of being a hard drinking woman, which could lead to sex too, was more appealing to Mallory. “Good point! Let’s get out of here before I forget myself and start jumping his bones!”
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