“Of course here and now, have you seen me lately, I’m not that fancy.” Angela stuck out her flabby arms, insinuating that she wanted James to help her up, to which he obliged. It took about five minutes of heaving, the combined effort of the two manages to accomplish the seemingly impossible task of getting Angela to stand up, no easy feat, considering she’s upwards of 800 pounds thanks to that incident caused by James. Standing up, James notices that he’s about five inches taller than Angela, making her about 5’7 feet of pure flab. But in only a few seconds, the exhaustion of the simple act of standing sets in, Angela begins to sweat profusely from all the physical activity, she then begins to speak, “*Pant* Can we *Gasp* get started before I die of a heart attack.”
Being a considerate fellow, James replies, “Uh sure Mrs. Stevenson, whenever you want.”
After those words are spoken, Angela...
A. Lays down on the ground and says, “Come on, I don’t have all day, this better be good, if not, I’ll have to keep you here until you can sufficiently pleasure me, so hop to it, all this is waiting for you.”
B. She walks over to James, and when she gets close enough, topples over onto him, pinning him to the ground with her incredible weight, and forcing herself upon him saying, “If we’re doing this, we’re doing this my way, and I don’t care if I break any bones, so you better see a physician after I’m done with you.”
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