#black ssbbw

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Guess what scent I’m using 😏

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I feel like I don’t give side views enough.

Now lemme pry myself off this couch

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[galgimeshfa]

Black SSBBW and White Supremacist have sex part 2

"Come to the bed" Ed ordered. Nala complied, swinging her big African buttocks as she moved to the bed where Ed was waiting for her. He brought her in front of the bed and forced her to bend over, taking up position behind her. Without a word, he gave her a hard spanking, smacking her round buttocks in a way that made Nala shiver with desire. She almost came right away, she couldn't realize that she was going to be ridden by this beautiful white stallion. "you really are a big filthy slut" he said sensually which made Nala vibrate with desire. After placing his sweaty hands on her shell-shaped buttocks he took a deep breath smelling her scent and inserted his manhood between her buttocks which caused an instant cry of pleasure from her. He began to thrust back and forth inside her, whispering sensually "you're my big slut". Nala couldn't hold it in any longer, overwhelmed by a wave of excitement and pleasure that threatened to overwhelm her entirely. Being humiliated by this handsome racist white man was incredible. She thought he would cum in her anus but pulled away and turned her around. "Was he going to?" she wondered, full of excitement. He kneaded her big double belly, caressing it, licking it, nibbling it, then he suckled her breasts while caressing her fupa. Nala moaned intensely, screaming with joy "was he really going to do it?" suddenly he let go of her breasts, looked into her eyes and kissed her on the mouth. She couldn't believe it but it wasn't over, he lifted his massive belly with both hands and brought his manhood close to her fupa. "Omg he's really going to do it, he's going to penetrate me" Nala said to herself. She saw his manhood unfold and touched his fupa while Ed placed himself on her big belly to point his dart inside her like a scorpion. She thought she was going to capsize but it happened. He stung her by inserting his between her lips, their intimacy sticking to each other. Ed, soaked in sweat and handsome as a Greek god, began the most powerful back and forth she had ever felt. "No he wasn't going to go that far..." Suddenly she felt powerful and cold jets of viscous liquid spurt inside her. She couldn't hold it any longer and came screaming throughout the room. She, the obese black girl, had received the seed of a far-right and white supremacist white stallion inside her. Now that she might have her future mixed-race child inside her, she could no longer leave him, their fate was sealed. That night they both fell asleep out of breath, snuggling against each other.

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Empty belly. Full jeans 💛

[feederheart]

The Hero.

CW: ssbbw, feederism. This is a bit of a silly story, not so much a kinky one. Nonetheless, a good read if you love fat women.

Princess Magnolia sat alone in her bed, staring out at the window with longing for the outside world. She wished for nothing more than to be free of her prison, for a handsome knight to find her in this terrible castle, locked up to waste away into nothing. She wanted to be picked up and carried away somewhere and live with him happily ever after…

Well, if there was a knight capable of carrying all five hundred pounds of her.

She longed for the delicious tastes of home, the sweet, sugary cakes, soft and buttery buns, and succulent roasts that used to grace her dinner table every night. She longed for the view of the magnificent palace garden where she could relax for as long as she pleased, munching away at whatever goodies she could get her greedy hands on. Oh how long ago it all seemed when she could just waddle around the pond watching the ducks bath in the pool while she picked one out for one of the palace guards to catch for dinner. It all changed one day when her father sent her away to be locked up in this awful castle to be the prisoner of the evil witch Malicia. Why he did it, she would never know, perhaps she was a hostage in a deal made under the table, or maybe he simply did not care for her anymore. 

She felt her stomach rumble and churn; it had been a whole thirty minutes since she had last eaten. THIRTY MINUTES! It had to be some sort of record. She rubbed her poor, empty, mattress of a belly underneath of her silken dress that had to be made out of bedsheets wishing that she had some food. It felt a bit smaller than before; still gigantic of course, but smaller than before. Her arms as big as the pillows she slept on seemed to be slimming down as well along with her tree-trunk legs and bountiful, melon-sized breasts. She caught a glimps of her fat face in the wall mirror across the room; she now only had two chins instead of three. What was happening to her, she wondered. Was it the witch’s curse?

Speaking of, Princess Magnolia could hear footsteps from coming outside; it was Malicia, no doubt returning to torment her once again. Her favorite form of torment was feeding her horrible concoctions that sapped her strength and frankly tasted like fermented asshole. She put her hands together to pray (and declined to get on her knees because of how uncomfortable that was).

“Dear heavenly lord, sendeth me a handsome prince charming to free me of this prison and deliver me to a life of love and happiness.”

The door opened and entered Malicia, a tall, older, and frail woman wearing a dark robe, a pointed hat, and black leather high heels that clicked and clacked against the stone floor of the palace. In her hands was another one of her foul-smelling potions that she was forced to drink. She wore a wicked smile on her face, the sadistic bitch, as if she enjoyed tormenting poor Princess Magnolia.

“Hello dear,” she said with her usual cheerful demeanor; Princess Magnolia knew that she was only doing it to keep her off her guard. “Wow, look at you and how much you’ve slimmed down, your father is going to be so proud of you!”

“Backeth! Backeth hence from me foul spectra! Has't thee nay restraint!” bellowed the princess.

Malicia sighed.

“Why do you keep speaking like that?” she asked with exasperation. “It’s just another weight loss potion, as prescribed by the royal healer, we’ve been over this.

“Keepeth yond foul concoction hence from mine own lips!” replied the Princess as she haplessly kicked with her fat legs.

Malicia rolled her eyes.

“Now now, dear, I know losing weight is no fun,” sighed Malicia. “And I know you miss the palace food, but you’re next in line for the throne and the kingdom doesn’t need a princess who can’t even walk up a flight of stairs. Now just sit still-”

“Nay!” shouted the princess as she exerted what effort she could afford to scoot away from Malicia. “Nay I say! I shall not drinketh thy poison again!”

Malicia groaned and flicked her right wrist. Suddenly, the princess’s gargantuan body began to hover off of the bed.

“NAY! NAY!”

“Oh be quiet, you,” muttered Malicia as she pulled Princess Magnolia toward her and forced the potion into her mouth.

Princess Magnolia fought as hard as she could but Malicia’s magic was too much for her. She was forced to drink every last drop.

“There, was that so bad?” asked Malicia sarcastically. “Seriously, it’s like giving a cough potion to a toddler.”

“Foul witch!” shouted Princess Magnolia. “Horrid hag!”

“Shut up,” snapped Malicia, having enough of Princess Magnolia’s antics. “I’ll be back to check on you soon, you better do your damn exercises, I’ll know if you didn’t.”

And with that, Malicia turned and left.

Princess Magnolia collapsed to the ground and sobbed. This witch was trying to kill her and there was nothing she could do about it. She cried, wailed, and bemoaned her horrible life before struggling to her fat feet and waddling back to bed. She lay down, hoping that she would never wake up again and have to drink another one of those foul potions.

Not long after closing her eyes, however, she began to hear a commotion somewhere in the castle, something that sounded like shattering potion vials and screaming. She sat up and listened carefully. The commotion stopped and there was nothing but silence. A few moments later and she could hear footsteps approaching her room, but they weren’t the clacking heels belonging to Malicia, they sounded more like metal sabatons clinking and clanking with each step.

Suddenly the door opened and there stood a handsome prince decked out in shining armor. His body was muscular and studied as any brave knight should be and his long golden locks flowed in the wind… despite him being indoors. Princess Magnolia gasped and put her hands to her face; she couldn’t believe that a handsome knight had finally come to rescue her.

“Art thee the knight yond who is't shall free me from mine own prison?” she asked the knight.

“Aye, tis I!” he proudly proclaimed in a golden voice as he knelt down and bowed. “I has't cometh to taketh thee home!”

Princess Magnolia squeed and excitedly kicked her obese legs; she could already feel her loins moistening.

“Taketh me! Prithee taketh me betimes!” she said with her arms outstretched.

The knight dutifully picked up all five hundred pounds of her with seemingly little effort and carried the excited princess out of the room; she was free at last! On the way out of the castle, they walked past Malicia, who the knight had subdued with magic rope that canceled her powers.

“What the FUCK are you idiots doing?” she demanded as she tried to struggle free from her bindings.

“Thy torment of the princess ends the present day, foul hag!” answered the knight. “I am taking h'r far hence from h're!”

“What?” snapped the baffled witch. “WHY ON EARTH ARE YOU TALKING LIKE THAT TOO?”

“Silence!” bellowed the knight with authority. “The princess is returning home and there is nothing thee can doth about yond!”

“THE KING IS THE ONE THAT SENT HER HERE!” screamed Malicia in exasperation. “YOU IDIOT! SHE’S JUST HERE UNTIL SHE LOSES WEIGHT!”

“Tush tush!” refuted the knight as he made his way past the bound witch. “I shalt taketh mine own leaveth and did bid thee farewell!”

“You know he’s just going to fire you and send her right back here, right?” asked Malicia.

“I cannot standeth the fibbing,” bemoaned Princess Magnolia. “Prithee taketh me home, o brave knight!”

“Oh my god,” groaned Malicia as the two lovebirds left the castle. “Just take her, he’s not paying me nearly enough to deal with this shit.”

The two left the castle and made their way to the courtyard where the brave knight’s white horse awaited his rider’s return.

“Elmo, mine own brave and studyeth steed!” greeted the knight enthusiastically. “Lendeth me thy strength and speedeth so yond we may escort this fair maiden home!”

Elmo’s eyes grew wide and he immediately bolted, disappearing over the hills in a flash.

“Very well, turncoat!” shouted the knight. “I shalt carryeth her on mine own owneth two feet!”

And the two set off toward home-

“Can we stand ho at a McDonalds 'long the way?” asked Princess Magnolia, rubbing her hungry belly with her free hand.

“But of course!” exclaimed the knight, happy to feed the hungry princess.

And the two set off toward a McDonalds. At least they did until the knight’s legs finally collapsed beneath him.

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