“Brenda,” he said atop Lindsay’s massive belly, “please leave.”
Brendzilla looked puzzled for a moment, unable to comprehend someone NOT wanting to have sex with her. Richard turned to his equizonic girlfriend pleadingly, until she concurred and said to the huge dragoness: You’d better go, Brenda.
The green dragongirl made a pouting noise, and, with another confirming glance from Lindsay, got up and left the bedroom.
The door slammed behind her, she contemplated what she would do with herself now. She swiftly dressed, donning(and stretching out to all hell) a pair of jean-shorts, and a red tank top. Upon realizing that she now had not one but three pairs of (very large) breasts to deal with, she chose two more tank tops, which, although rendering her ‘decent’, were strained to stay together and clearly displayed her nipple indentations for all to see. The eight foot dragoness jiggled down the stairs, defiant of the tryst her brother was having in the upstairs bedroom, and opened the front door, deciding on how to spend this wonderful day…
Sat Jan 6 21:12:20 2001