#I've got soooo many of these made so uh hope they make you giggle like the man the myth the legend himself

[cedric-k-rossignol]

Undertaker Reveal Take Two 1/?

[beatrixst0nehill]

"Thanks for letting me stay a whole year, big bro!" Sharla said.

"Oh, no trouble, Shar," Andrew told her. "Time.... definitely flies."

"No, I really mean it. Not everyone's willing to take in an exotic dancer! BTW, how's my new outfit? Cute, huh? I bought it online! Can't believe they had it in my size...."

"It definitely suits you. You're really going through clothes like crazy. I remember when you got here you were so skinny. You really porked up, sis."

"Awwww, thank you! Due in no small part to your amazing cooking. Look at me!" She spun proudly, showing off her fattened physique. "I've never been happier with how I look. Check out these stretch marks!" She lifted her tiny skirt, showing her brother not only her plush, bulging hips and their many stretch marks, but her unshaved sex almost in view.

Andrew instantly got an erection, but tried to hide it. "Damn, look at them all. They look good on you."

"I agree, and so does my boss. Oh, and my customers! Andy, men love fat girls. I never knew how much! I mean, I knew men liked curves, sure, but they really, genuinely love seeing girls pork up, as you put it. Like I can order pizza on my break and men will pay me to stuff my face more than they will to see me dance. It's soooo hot! I eat til I feel like I might burst. But I always save room for your food, since you cook so much."

"I don't mind seeing you stuff your face, you get so into it. Like no matter how much food I put in front of you, you want more."

"Mmmmm, I get the impression that my portions are very much on purpose?"

"Well, I.... uh, you were so skinny when you started living here and I always ended up making too much, and--"

"Holy shit, Andy. I was kidding. Wait--oh my God."

"It's not what you think. I don't have a crush on you or anything."

"But you do! Oh-Em-Gee! You totally do. So, all those times you offered to buy me fast food or offered seconds or thirds or made way too much.... you were hoping I'd overeat and fatten up?"

Andrew was dumfounded. "No... well, I mean..... maybe."

"That is SO cute! How fat are you trying to get me?"

Andrew shrugged. "I don't know.... maybe three or four hundred pounds?"

"Hmmmm, I get this impression you want me even fatter than that. And I definitely think my boss would love to see me get that big. And my fans.... and all my fellow dancers, following in my footsteps! So, my horny big brother with a fat fetish, you've got to up your game. Make double what you cook now. I'm a growing girl, OK? You won't let your baby sister down will you? I have A LOT of fat I still need to pack on to my poor, young, unhealthy body.... does it turn you on hearing me talk like this? I see your cock is super hard, big bro..... you can't hide it. You want me to get so fucking fat I can barely walk, is that it?"

"Holy fuck. Shar. You're going to make me cum.....!"

"Poor dear. You wanna know a good way to help me bloat up even faster?" Sharla pushed up against him. Her fat breasts pressing against his chest, just perky C-Cups when she moved in last year. They grew that big from his food, him encouraging her to stuff her face and overeat every day. He's the reason she's so fat.... every inch of her. "Get that cock out and put a few kids in my growing belly."

"What!? You can't be serious. Shar.... you really want me to get you pregnant?"

She nodded submissively. "Why not? I'm already going to get super morbidly obese for you, so fat I'll never dance again, just get paid to eat from a trough like the pig you want me to be. So, breed me, too. Make me your perfect, prized piece of livestock. Fatten me up and keep me so full of kids I look ready to pop. How's about it, big bro? Sound good?"

He flipped her around, pushing her against the kitchen counter, lifting her skirt, ravenously fucking her as her fat ass rippled, spanking her, groping her breasts as he kissed her neck.

She giggled, full of ecstasy. "I take that as a yes."