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Jasmine's Secrets (Chapter 7 - #3)
🕑 Added 2021-11-29 02:50:00 +0000 UTC"I'm not sure how safe it will be to use the elevator together," Jasmine said with a dreamy smile in her face, her bulky cheeks drawing the perfect portrait.
"You go first, Jasmine. After all, I am supposed to be a gentleman," Charlie replied. He closed his eyes, putting his hands behind his giant torso: a gent's pose. But he opened one eye and added, "Of course, I hope to see you tomorrow, if you like..."
Jasmine treasured that moment, more than anything else before - more than chocolates or candy sticks. "I'd love to," she said. And both heads were in the right position and nearness to allow a little kiss, a little contact between both mouths β a brief romantic touch, however intense.
Jasmine returned to her apartment and went directly to the bedroom. She was happily tired, blissfully out of breath. It was Saturday already. She didn't need to trade her body for the former self. She would stay in bed waiting for Charlie. Her prince will find the way in like in the bedtime stories and fairy tales of her childhood. She let herself drop into the softness of the bed's clean sheets. But this time she forgot her present weight. The bed cracked under her 330 pounds. The mattress touched the floor after a noisy wooden smashing sound.
She stayed laid down, motionless, for a few seconds. "Oh, fuck!" Jasmine finally said. "My bed...I liked it a lot. I don't really like this part of the charm..." She turned around to start getting in her feet. "Oh, I'd wish life wasn't so painfully real sometimes." Jasmine removed the black dress from her immense body and remained naked in the dark. She finally laid back down on the bed's debris, and a numbing sensation took her entirely. "There will be time tomorrow to fix things up," she decided.
(Chapter SEVEN will continue next Monday ...)
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By Jay Tee (and the little big help from Wilson Barbers, style corrector of the piece)
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Status: ONGOING.
Panels: 39
Year: 2004/2022
Artist Age: 31/48
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Jay Tee
She is a lardy lucky lady! π
She's all cellulite... Yummy!
Jay Tee
Wow... If a trashed bed with a fat lady on it doesn't sparks things up here... NONE WILL! π π π π
Jay Tee
Thanks! πβπ»
Canβt wait for the next page
