The tropical sun basks me and warms the pool water. I hand my champagne glass back to the attendant who leaves me alone to my paradise. This resort is elite. Only the most powerful and wealthy can afford to stay here. I have the pool to myself much of the morning, though a few patrons trickle in as the afternoon approaches. I guess I couldn't expect to have the place to myself all day. If need be I can always just go back upstairs to... woah... WOAH!!! That's the fattest chick I've ever seen!! She's 19 and she's got to be at least 800lbs, her giant gut swinging side to side almost brushing the floor, revealing pudge-padded dainty feet beneath in stiletto heels like little piggy trotters. Her hips are at least 10-feet wide, hanging over her equally blubbery cellulite thighs. Moving upwards, each of her tits is a boulder of dough laughably ‘held’ by a pink bikini bra. Her chest is awash with what first looks like paint, but now I see is actually ketchup and mustard and, is that? Yep. Chocolate syrup. Her face is beyond beautiful. Sparkling, penetrating blue eyes sit in her flubbery countenance, a delicate kitten nose crammed between fat cheeks, her plump bimbo lips chomping sloppily on 4 hotdogs at once. As she chews with her mouth open I see the masticated mess between her teeth. Her hair is mostly blonde, vast lengths of it matching her face and covered with similarly smeared food. I let myself sink lower into the water to hide my now throbbing boner.
"HUWWY UBB AN GLOMP SLOKK GID ME IN DARE BUUUUUUUUURP!!" She screams at the two thin women escorting/feeding her. One wears a pencil skirt with her hair done up in a professional beehive style, the other is in a bikini of her own. The enormous girl lets out a terrific roar as a stinking brown cloud of wet sewage gas erupts from her ass.
"Jesus Christ, Amberly!" the girl in the bikini curses, eyes watering, "keep it in your pants!"
Amberly the monster rubs her gut as she swallow back her mouthful.
"MMMMMMM! That felt awesome. You bitches need to bring me some more food though!"
Everyone is watching now. Especially me. Amberly lumbers down the walk-in ramp end of the pool meant for elderly guests.
"EWW! Why do I have to swim with all the poor people?!"
"Because," the one in the business suit scolds, "you clogged up your personal pool’s filter and the new, bigger one daddy's building you isn't finished yet."
Amberly huffs, wading into the pool. Once deep enough she allows herself to drop lazily back into the water. The amount displaced is phenomenal. The resulting miniature tidal wave throws all of us heavily against the side of the pool, including one ancient gentleman whose head cracks sharply. An inflatable pillow is placed under Amberly’s head so she can keep eating. Her skin glisten with sweat under the heat of the sun. Her food-clotted hair spreads out across the surface like the many limbs of an octopus. The bikini-sister places a platter of quadruple-patty burgers on her gut and starts ladling water soothingly across her imperious sister's floating, bloated body. Grease runs down across her sweet face to mix with the pool along with condiments and crumbs. She smiles as people start to get out, only myself and a few brave others remain. Business-sister calls from the side.
"Amberly, please try not to relax too hard. We don't want to upset our esteemed clientele." She's largely addressing said clientele who nervously hang out by the water’s edge. At that moment a JET of water ARCHES up from between Amberly's legs, beneath her gut. Her fart is like a motorboat engine bubbling and blasting away. The accompanying stench is offensive and when the foam settles I see a murky cloud of brown diluting in the pool.
"Well if you bring me enough to make me sleepy you won't have to worry so much, will you, bitch?"
Business-sister gives a brave smile to the rest of us, before ordering the wait staff to prioritize the island of sweaty blubber currently bobbing listlessly. Amberly is brought another 3 platters of burgers, 16 meat lovers pizzas, 3 canoes full of fries, untold amounts of ice cream and 12 floating kegs of beer. As her eating slows down I decide to introduce myself.
She burps a sodden shotgun spray of slobber and chewed food all over me as I approach. I kiss her pudge-gloved hand, telling her my name and which conglomerations I own.
"BUUUUURP fine then, eat my pussy BRAAAAAAAARRP!!!!"
I'm taken back not only by the shock of her words but the heavy hot stink of her breath.
"Pardon?"
"Well, obviously you're only speaking to me because I'm super hot..."
Another Jacuzzi spray fart ROARS from her unbound anus, throwing water and shit 12 feet across the pool.
"... and I only date guys who will eat my pussy. I'm talking at least 20 times a day if I choose you over one of my gigolo boys. So get down there and show me what you can do before I decide whether I want to add you to my collection."
Bikini-sister rolls her eyes. I take a deep breath and dive under water, grabbing great handfuls of Amberly's jiggling squishy excess flesh to guide me between her surfboard-thighs. I work down her bikini bottoms, having to negotiate it out from between several flaps and folds of fupa flab. I lap forward, licking at her slimy, sweaty sex, particularly frenetic as I'm running out of oxygen.
I return to the surface with a great gasp of life. Amberly is sweating and red, huffing heavily as bikini-sister empties several 4-litres of coke down her face. A steady stream of post-bliss diarrhea seeps lazily from Amberly's asshole. The pool is a decimated swamp of shit, sexual juices, sweat, food and garbage. Amberly lounges enraptured in the centre like an obese toad queen.
"Mmmmmm..." she moans sleepily, "I love the pool..."