Puffies
 
I had a dream last night and it was exactly like that picture I saw here of a beautiful woman: she was immensely overweight, but she was so puffy and fluffy, she could have been a sort of alive, human, stuffed animal. It was not the woman in the picture that I saw who was in my dream, but everything she was took her place. Let me explain:
 
 
-----Chapter 1: Dreaming of Puffies-----
 
I remembered myself coming to my senses in a large, clean park on a comfortably temperate day; beautiful sunny warm without being hot or humid. The faint smell of grass and fresh laundry was in the air, mixed with the sound of people laughing and having fun.
 
A petite young girl hurried in front of me and I watched her run to a big huge woman and began to touch and fondle her, loving how amazingly soft and touchable she was. She was so tall that I first felt intimidated, but her happy, friendly, confident smile made you feel like you could have only met her or known her all your life and either way, she would still be your best friend. Her figure was the complete opposite of the little woman that ran past me, but instead of being what we would consider morbid obese, a soggy, grossly out of shape disaster of a human being, she was even more enormous in size, but her body was soft and fluffy inside and where the small woman groped and touched her, her firm, voluminous flesh gave with the spongy elasticity of a marshmallow. She wasn't the only one, so I decided then and there to call them "puffies".
 
I tried to ask how she was so beautiful, but she didn't seem to hear my question.
 
Only then did I notice that the other women like her in the park, weren't human like us, but were shaped like a big stuffed toy wolf, a pokemon dragon and a tall teddy bear, and all of them had the same marshmallow bodies that moved like their real bodies under the soft outside. If they had 'real' bodies under the soft sexy padding, they were less than half the total size, and the plush marshmallow bodies moved like their own skin and flesh. Their sizes were all big and their shapes and colors were different, but all four of the big soft women boasted grandiose breasts of a shape and size no normal human could hope to achieve, even with the most outrageous surgery.
 
Then I noticed a few guys around the park too, but they were busy collecting and humping all the petite little women. They would screw them until they came, blowing a ton of ejaculation in them and then the small women would orgasm and collapse, breathless and incoherent, so blissed out they were leaking cum and laying there like they were stoned out of their brains, laying on the ground in various states of undress.
 
 
(I wanted to do the same, but they were busy and I knew they wouldn't want to take the time for me. Dreams can be so beautiful but so sad at the same time.)
 
 
The beautiful, slender little bodies of these women had drawn my attention away from something very strange. Most of them had faces like mice. They were the same diminutive size and perfect shape of the real human ones, but not all of them were real humans.
 
While I was watching one of the guys having sex with the little human and rodent women, the wolf puffie walked over to see what they were doing. The guy cummed in another little woman, then sat down to rest. Like all the others before, the petite lady fell on the ground like a doll that someone dropped, her only movement the rapid rise and fall of her pert chest with her panting breaths.
 
I was both horrified and tickled by what happened next that I could only stare and watch, paralyzed with a mix of fear and lust.
 
The wolf puffie picked up the undersized human and put her in her mouth, gently but quickly gulping her down just like the shortest vore story you'll ever read!
 
The guy, who was sitting on the ground laughed and clapped, as if watching someone get devoured whole and alive was nothing more than a neat trick or a funny part of a sick game. Next the puffie sat down on top of him, the vigorous squirming in her belly mostly hidden under her thick marshmallowy 'fat'. Her soft body, mostly her tummy, mushed to form over the guy's lap, forming to shape on and over and around his legs and flatten against the ground. The puffie sighed happily and pulled the guy's mouth to her breast, and with the viscous sputtering sound of a bottle of whipped cream, she filled his mouth full of delicious sweet cream, made from the lovely little people she had swallowed.
 
Two of the cum-filled women crawled near to the couple, as if they wanted to be swallowed next and turned into milk
 
Somehow, I just knew that her milk had the flavor of sweet cream and was thick as holiday egg nog. I near wet myself when I woke up, but I didn't know if I wanted to swoon from the sexual intensity of the vision or cry for being left out of all the fun, but either way, it was a beautiful thing; a beauty I wanted to share.
 
 
 
 
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