Two men walked along the city sidewalk, their longcoats billowing in the cooling night air. Wearing fedoras and walking in-step as they were, one could be mistaken for a reflection at a glance, but closer observation revealed their distinctions. The man to their left wore a black coat, and a blood-red tie peeked out from beneath his matching vest. Although little of it showed, the dress shirt underneath was a silver-grey hue, with the collar folded down, and his black trousers matched his coat.
Dine-in
By: Birichino
Favorited: 3 years ago
Just another night on the job.
This story contains ssbbw, big bellies, vore, digestion. If this is not something you are into, please do not read!
Desmond was at her post as usual. She worked overnights at a private lab doing extraordinary things in science and medicine. She was there to make sure no one got in and stole important research. The 600-pound, 6-foot tall black woman was doing the same thing she did every night, eat a ton of snacks and watch movies and TV shows on her phone.
Just another night on the job
By: cavepanda
Favorited: 3 years ago
“Malik’s back, everyone! We got rum again!”But nobody wanted another rum and Coke. Nobody wanted the last of the vodka or the tequila, nobody was going to touch the newly opened 12-pack of beers. Most of the revelers were too shitfaced to know whose house they were at, or weren’t even conscious, and those still on their feet knew their limits. And besides“The sun’s coming up, Fi,” one of the still conscious women slurred, leaning unsteadily against the wall and trying to focus her
Fiona's Heat Days
By: AdiposeRex
Favorited: 3 years ago
