Story time /b/?
>Just chilling at home one night
>Eating and fapping like usual
>This brilliant idea pops into my mind
>Find phone and get on tinder
>Uncontrollably start swiping
>Every 3rd girl looks like a whale
>Check phone again 30 mins later
>About 3 matches
>Texting away like Shakespeare
>Manage to intrigue 1 girl
>Eventually convince her to come over
>Looks like a sketchy goth bitch
>Tells me she'll be here in 10 mins
>Immediately I get a response after swiping this one
>Start chatting her up
>She is thirsty bros.
>Turns out she's only a half hour drive.
>Ask if she wants to meet up
>She is ecstatic
>Ask what she wants to do.
>Now I've got a goth and a peppy blond coming over.
>They both want dinner.
>Set everything up really meticulously
>Light some candles
>Get out some wine
>Plan is in motion.
>goth arrives in 10 minutes as she said she would
>set up the date with bubbly blonde to arrive 20 minutes later
>show goth to her seat, shes falling in love with the place
>bring over apettizer, goth starts digging in
>shes trying to make conversation as shes eating
>suddenly the doorbell rings
>I excuse myself and answer it.
>show peppy blonde into the house
>shes immediately all over me
>I laugh and lead her into the dining room.
>confusion washes over the goth and the blonde at the presence of eachother.
>I seat the blonde beside the goth chick and stand at the front of the table.
>"Right, here's what's going to happen - in 40 minutes I'm going to have sex with one of you fine ladies, but only if you eat more than the other."
>Sound at the door
>Tell her to come in
>Evil looking walrus slides into my house
>Let out a beta conversation starter
>Bitch starts talking about conspiracy theories
>Eventually I just go for a kiss
>As I get closer she directs her mouth elsewhere
>Mouth is literally up against my earhole
>She whispers "read the first letter of every sentence".
>they stare, first at me and then at the other.
>they start to shift in their seats
>"You're free to leave, whoever stays I'll have sex with"
>That seems to have strengthened their resolve.
>This looks to be an interesting night.
>Let the games begin.
>I return from the kitchen with the apettizers in hand.
>Laying one down for the blonde and then the goth.
>Before the plate has even reached goth, blonde has snatched up her fork.
>Starts digging in already, is like a sprinter who has sprang out from the gate.
>goth is desperate to keep up, already has raised three forkfuls to her face in a panic.
>I step back briefly to take it in before I dart off into the kitchen to grab the next dish.
>Blonde has finished as I come back out with two plates in my arms, she's licking sauce off of her lips while goth is just finishing up her dish
>I lay down the plates and they start tearing away at the food in front of them
>They really want this, bad.
>I come back with another dish prepared so I can give them another to start on after they finish.
>Blonde is still ahead but goth isn't lagging too far behind.
>We're now onto the fourth plate, and its starting to show.
>Blonde has taken to more deliberate chewing while goth looks a little sick.
>I set down the next dish and slide up to goth.
>"Are you full? You look a little pale."
>She looks at me, chewing.
>"I actually...uh... already had dinner before I came over."
>I push the plate towards goth at the same time as the blonde has moved on to hers.
>goths fork has slid across the plate, bringing a massive forkful to her mouth in seconds flat.
>"You know, if you're full you don't have to eat"
>She speaks, but its muffled.
>"I'll just see you some other time..."
>She frowns slightly and crams another forkful in.
>She's pretty determined to get something out of this.
>Amazingly, goth has managed to pull ahead
>Blonde is now the one left straggling behind
>I bring a new plate over while blonde exhales deeply.
>"Hey, same rules apply, if you don't want to eat anymore you're free to leave"
>She shakes her head and tries to quicken her pace.
>It lasts only a short while before I see her back to slow methodical chewing.
>Blonde exhales once more and starts to rub her stomach from beneath her shirt, moaning quietly.
>I lean in and whisper into her ear.
>"You'll have something to moan about tonight..."
>She turns to me and smirks slightly
>I lean in further and kiss her.
>Her eyes light up, she wasn't ready and wants more action.
>She tries to repay the favor but I've already risen.
>"Later. Right now just use your lips to eat - look, she's far ahead now."
>Blonde turns to goth, back to me and then proceeds to clean her entire plate and a half in a manner I didn't even think possible.
>Well, this is going to get interesting.
OP is a faggot and makes them eat food instead of just fucking them both at the same time.
>I return back to goth, as quick as the blonde has eaten, she is ahead by a plate and a bit.
>Time to even the playing field.
>"So, what did you have for dinner"
>She responds, but seems distracted, trying to shovel in more food.
>She is physically wincing now
>"What sort of leftovers?"
>She looks at blondes progress while filling her cheeks.
>She takes another bite.
>A second bite.
>"And some ice cream"
>She stops to breathe.
>"I shouldn't have, I'm so full..."
>I lean in and kiss her as well.
>"You can do it, I'm sure"
>She turns back and digs into her 6th plate.
>Blonde is now looking completely groggy.
>I count 8 empty plates.
>Her breathing seems labored as she closes her eyes.
>"Hey now," I lean in, "are you doing alright over here?"
>She opens her eyes and hiccups.
>"I don't think I've - I've never eaten so much food before."
>She closes her eyes and shakes her head.
>"I feel sick..."
>I coo and brush her hair, nuzzling up and clicking my tongue in sympathy.
>It'll be alright, you've done so well."
>I reach forward to massage her stomach.
>It feels like a rock.
Faster OP . Also what you did is cruel and stupid . Why not just threesome ?
Etc. etc. etc., and finally, as he's typing this OP has two girls dead in his kitchen with ruptured appendices and burst stomachs, and a third huge girl telling him it's the government's fault.
>I return to goth who also has her eyes closed.
>She is rubbing her stomach trying to quell hiccups.
>I lean in to count her plates, she is at her 9th plate now, tied with blonde.
>"I can't....ugh...eat anymore"
>I massage her shoulders
>"So you give up then? I'll take this plate then..."
>She darts forward to grab the plate, surprising even herself.
>"No! I... I can do it..."
>She stuffs another forkful into her mouth before her stomach audibly protests with a deep growl.
>It's been five minutes.
>Both the goth and blonde have finished their plates.
>Goth has leaned back, unzipping her pants and rubbing her stomach to calm it down.
>Blonde is straddling her stomach, leaning forward and clutching it while it gurgles.
>I decide to bring out the finale.
>Placing a bowl in front of the blonde, I fill it with two massive scoops of ice cream.
>She moans to herself as I drench the entire thing in syrup.
>I do the same for the goth.
>"Ugh, what flavor is that?"
>"Cookies and Cream."
>She signs and her lip quivers.
>"I hate Cookies and Cream..."
>be me 23
>go on dating site
>hook up with whale
>tell myself is just for sex and to gain confidence on it
>go to her place
>nut in 10 seconds
>go for round 2
>decent 10 minute fuck
>keep fucking her for a month
>receive a text from said whale
>"anon im pregnant"
>she had a miscarriage
>the goth girl starts complaining "I feel like I'm going to vomit" I laugh "come on now just a few more bites"
>the blondes face starts turning red
>I ask her if something's wrong
>I think I'm choking
>I immediately do the hime lick maneuver on her
>she coughs up a chicken wing bone
>my dog eats it
>Both goth and blonde are making good progress, in a matter of minutes they are more than half way done
>I catch them eyeing eachother, trying to get ahead by just one bite.
>So close now.
>Finally there's a clatter of spoons followed by "Done" "Done".
>They finished near seconds of eachother.
>I smirk, "That was close"
>"Please no more..." goth whines.
>"I think I'll be sick if I have another bite" blonde adds.
>"No, I think you've proven yourself, follow me."
>I take them both to the bedroom
>I start nibbling on the goths neck
>"you remind me of my dad haha" I get confused
>the blonde then turns me around and stick her tongue in my mouth
>I get aroused and stick my tongue back in her mouth
>my tongue is pretty long btw
>as I stick it in I feel the most unpleasant feeling in the world
>this bitch just threw up in my mouth
>she run out the room crying
>im still in shock
>the goth comes and licks the vomit
>she starts to vomit
>I lead them upstairs, they are literally groaning at every step.
>They can see the bedroom ahead and sigh.
>I take a sudden unexpected left turn into the bathroom.
>They follow me inside confused.
>"I'm not actually going to be sick, it's okay."
>I turn back to blonde who is biting her bottom lip.
>"No, we're not here for that. We're here for this."
>I use my foot to slide the bathroom scale out from behind the counter.
>I set it up and beckon goth forward.
>She seems uneasy.
>"How much do you weigh?"
>"175" she answers quickly.
>I lead her onto the scale and watch the numbers roll
>"That's amazing, you've gained 30 pounds in one night - 205."
>"What did you actually weigh?"
>"200" she mumbles.
>I swap her out with blonde and have her step on the scale.
>The dial shifts to 217
>"How much did you weigh before?"
>She breathes heavily "211 last time I checked."
how can you be a goth AND fat ? Just doesn't sound right .
>I bring them into the bedroom and pull down the sheets.
>While they are both winded and painfully full, they are still incredibly desperate.
>With great effort, they've removed their shirts and jeans
>Being the gentlemen I am, I even took off their socks which would have been a mammoth task in itself.
>I begin kissing the blonde, and she is deeply into it, she is cooing softly and is wet almost immediately.
>goth pecks her way through and starts cloying for attention as well, rubbing my junk as I feel her tongue explore my throat.
>I lay both blonde and goth down and take in the sight.
>both seem impossibly full, their stomachs are completely round and yet their eyes are still screaming hunger.
>Time to deliver I suppose.
You know what to do OP
What do you mean disgusting? This is actually a big win if OP can feed a goth and a blonde 8-9 platefuls of food, and STILL have both of them wanting his cock.
This story is not true of course. But that goes without saying.
>Alright, here's the deal.
>I've been continuing the story since the third post
>I'm not OP but I have made 95% of this thread.
>Go back up and check the original posts and you'll see the original poster tried to do some lame ass "Jet fuel melts steel beams" copypasta.
>I figured "fuck that, I can tell a better story".
>So I tried.
>That's why it's taking so long, I'm literally typing as these ideas come to me.
>But now I'm stuck, I don't know where to take it.
>I don't know - should the guy fuck them or go for more humiliation?
>Im at a crossroads because see several people wanting it to go one way and the other.
>Give me some feedback, is this story worth pursuing after I salvaged it from troll territory, I'll continue if you guys want me to.
Shitty ending yeah but it was fucking hilarious
Secondary OP I applaud your effort at OC, best I've seen in a long time, and to top it off you did in a cancerous JFCMSB thread
I might make multiple endings.
>Sitting on the bed admiring my work I learn forward and start to kiss blondes neck
>She shrieks with joy and nibbles my ear in return.
>I turn to goth and do the same, she just shivers and looks at me with bedroom eyes
>I lean back and stare at both of them confused.
>"W-what's wrong?" goth pipes up.
>"Something is missing here. Do you guys want to make things a bit more kinky?"
>goth laughs, "I'm actually into a little BDSM"
>"As long as..." I nod to blonde
>"Oh! I'd love it, yes!"
>In a matter of minutes I manage to have them both tied up in handcuffs, on either side of the headboard, each with a corner of the four-poster bed.
>"Alright," I sigh, "Let's make things kinky."
>They both look confused.
>"I thought the handcuffs...." blonde starts.
>"But it just isn't as kinky as say... chocolate covered strawberries..."
>They both turn to eachother and cringe.
Listen, son. You got owned pretty hard here today, and that's bound to make a man pissy, but you have to be realistic here. You started a thread with some pretyped, thought out shit, and you still got your shit jacked by some asshole typing whatever came to mind.
It's time to admit you're just not up for the thread-starting business.
You got served son, I love how butthurt you are when someone comes up with a good story, while you could only serve stale copypasta...
>I grab at the tray of chocolate covered strawberries I had prepared earlier.
>the plan falls into motion.
>The sight of the tray is enough to have blonde second guessing herself.
>Sensing this I scoot up to her first.
>"You can manage a few more bites, for sex?"
>She winces, shifting before looking me in the eyes.
>"Just a few more?"
>I reach forward and massage her stomach, and she groans in response.
>"Just a few more - and you can stop any time you want."
>"Mmm..." She closes her eyes. "Don't stop massaging please..."
>I trace circles around her plump stomach, it honestly feels packed to the brim.
>"You've had a lot to eat tonight, a little greedy..."
>She smirks at the rubbing "...a little."
>"Just a few more bites, okay?"
>She opens her mouth and I feed her the first chocolate strawberry.
>I trail the next chocolate covered over to goths mouth.
>She's pursing her lips together with her eyes closed.
>I lower the chocolate strawberry and begin to massage her stomach, she also moans.
>"Just a few more bites, like before" I say encouragingly.
>She opens her eyes and looks up sympathetically hoping to glean something from me.
>"I've had so much. All the pizza, and leftovers... oooh, I don't think I can eat... I..."
>She trails off as she hiccups.
>"Just a little more..."
>I massage her stomach once more, its so damn tight there isn't room for leeway.
>"It hurts to move" she whines.
>"You poor thing", I continue to massage, "Have you ever eaten this much before.
>She sighs and shakes her head.
>"You've gained 5 pounds tonight"
>She opens her eyes and bites her bottom lip.
>But you can have a little more right, for sex?
>goth looks down at her stomach before nodding slowly.
>I press the chocolate covered strawberry to her lips and she takes a bite without hesitation.
>she too gets strawberry lodged in windpipe
>brutal crime scene with spaghetti and strawberries everywhere
>after about a week begins to smell
>Detectives Morgan Freeman and Brad Pitt are called.
>Start filming the movie Se7en 2.
>It had been 20 minutes, 20 minutes of playful pressuring, and strawberry swallowing before the tray was left barren.
>blonde and goth were fighting their own personal battlefield.
>They were now panting, and the growls and groans from their stomach were overpowering their own.
>"You two did fantastic." I jeer, leaning in to massage their stomachs.
>Blonde is the first to speak, she seems overstuffed to the point of near unconsciousness.
>"So...*urrr*... we'll have... sex now... right?"
>I watch as her stomach rises and falls with each breath.
>"Just, one more thing - no eating I promise."
>I reach to the floor and withdraw their phones from their pockets.
>Leaning forwards I snap some new pictures and start clicking away.
>"Oh, this? I'm just making you some new tinder profiles - you look gorgeous really, it must be the lighting."
>I put the phones away and they don't seem to find either way.
>goth looks like she might be falling asleep, and blonde looks equally ready for a nap.
>I scoot towards goth, massive round stomach gurgling in protest.
>I nudge her, rousing her from semi-consciousness.
>"Hey there, are you ready?"
>"Ugh.. please, no more food... please"
>Her stomach rumbles in agreement.
>"Well, alright, but I'm about to stuff you with something else..." I raise an eyebrow and gesture downward.
>"Oh! Mmm...yes please!"
>I started off slow at first, just to ease into it.
>goth was panting as I steadied myself and began thrusting.
>As I began to quicken, I could see her fighting the urge to be sick, she was in a struggle against pain and pleasure, and she was willing to let pleasure override her.
>She moaned as I finished, I didn't come but she was left panting and twitching nonetheless.
"W-worth it." She said groggily to blonde. "Absolutely...worth it."
Blonde looked over with a new-found determination.
>I left goth, making my way over to blonde
>She was so eager, her eyes begging the slightest touch
>I started off slow as well, and she felt incredibly tight.
>Once again, she seemed to focused deeply on keeping conscious and in the moment.
>"You're so tight", I whispered.
>"Im...ugh... so full" she sighed back.
>I began to move deeper, thrusting harder as she began to moan
>I could smell the chocolate strawberries on her breath.
>Finally I managed to come at the same time she did, her toes curled as she spasmed, shouting out before panting lightly.
>"That was... worth every bite."
>I smirked and finished, crawling off the bed to check their phones.
>They had several new notifications.
>I looked back up to the bed at blonde and goth who had fallen asleep, their stomachs rising and falling in rhythm.
>Maybe tomorrow night they won't have dinner before coming over.