The Count of Monte CristoChapter 58 M Noirtier de Villefort
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Was It GLOOd For YOU? free porn video
"Was it GLOOD for YOU?"
She looked down at his terror-stricken face with a smile as she replied
to her own question. "It certainly was GLOOD for me." Her latest victim
could only stare until the paralyzing agent wore off.
When he had first woken up he felt like he was in a scene from Dexter.
He couldn't move his body and he could barely make out the pictures of
all the fat women he had ridiculed over the years at the gym taped to
the wall opposite him. Then she had rolled a mirror in front of him and
placed his glasses on him as he sat on the wooden floor. Clearly seeing
himself for the first time he passed out.
Coming to again he was still facing the mirror and had a hard time
believing what he was seeing. His beautiful toned body was gone somehow
and in its place was that of a very obese woman.
"You're probably wondering what happened Darryl. Well I thought you
might profit from seeing things from a different perspective and maybe
gain a little understanding about the problems the women you ridicule
face. So I injected your body with a soft bio-flesh mixed with GLOO. I
had plaster molds attached to your body to shape you as you filled up
with the bio-flesh.
You have big fleshy thighs and a large saggy butt. Your belly hangs down
and your very large and sagging breasts hang down over it. Your arms are
just as fleshy, even your face is full. Your gentials have been GLOOD
down, not that anyone could find them under all that flesh without
searching.
The GLOO has been in your body for over 72 hours. The paralytic I used
on you will wear off in several hours and after that you're free to go.
I even left you some clothes. Of course you'll barely be able to squeeze
into them. Luckily they have a lot of spandex. I left a little bit of
the solvent to unglue your fat lips. The lips themselves are already
well past the 72 hours. They came out a bit redder than I intended so
I'm sure they'll be noticed as you waddle down the street.
I left your apartment key and money for bus fare. The bus stop is only
about ten blocks from this abandoned warehouse but I'd allow plenty of
time to walk there. I guesstimate you weigh about 380 pounds and none of
it is muscle or ever will be, just large masses of jiggling flesh.
You used to rag on women for not being able to lose weight. You didn't
care that maybe they couldn't, no matter how hard they tried. Instead of
sympathy and understanding you gave them snide remarks and harassment
until they left your gym. Well no matter how hard you exercise and diet
that jiggly bio-flesh is there to stay thanks to the GLOO.
If you had been nice maybe your former clients would pity you but you
can expect no help from them and you know what your former friends will
think. It won't make any difference that you had nothing to do with how
you look, all they'll see is a fat woman just like you did.
You own the gym so you can work out all you want but I'm betting you
will have a hard time enduring the taunts and stares from everyone. It
won't surprise me if you find solace in eating and get even fatter and
then try to diet getting caught in the endless cycle. You'll wish you'd
been more sympathetic to the women whose money you took and then chased
out of your gym."
With that she she turned and walked out the door. As soon as she was
outside she used the solvent to remove the latex mask that covered his
face. Darryl would never know it was a man that did this too him, a man
who had lost his girlfriend to suicide after being brutally harrassed by
Darryl.
He'd thought about killing him and wondered if Darryl would kill himself
too. He was willing to bet he was too much of a coward to do that.
Darryl was the last of the people who had made his girlfriend's life
hell. Inside Trish's large body had been a sweet and wonderful woman
crushed by the taunts and jibes of people who should have been helping
her like Rachel. Rachel was now a very fat woman too and her former
friends treated her like they had his girlfriend. The others were just
mean but Rachel had pretended to be Trish's friend while cutting her
down behind her back.
There were others, people who hadn't hurt Trish but hurt others like the
Uber driver who kicked fat women out of his car so he could pick up sexy
women. Now he couldn't even fit behind the wheel of a car with his
gigantic breasts. Or the plastic surgeon who screwed up several women's
lives but didn't care. He looked like a plastic surgeon's nighmare with
saggy breasts and a face full of artificial scar tissue he couldn't
remove.
He wasn't sure who was next but there was always somebody out there that
needed something GLOOD in their life and he'ed be happy to give it to
them.
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