[Yuri, Ugly Dom]

"Ehehehe... T-This is all for me, right?"

"Of course it is, Kimoo-chan. Why wouldn't I spoil you rotten after everything you've done for me?"

The most unusual sight was found within a simple fastfood joint. On one side of the incredibly tiny table was a woman who could hardly be considered one with how disgusting she looked. Wearing little more than an ill-fitting gaming t-shirt with an experience bar reaching barely across one of her head-sized flabby tits and an equally tight set of shorts that had popped open many years ago after she couldn't fit in them properly. Combine that with the massive gut that was practically pushing her away from the table, and the way that she was sweating beyond all belief from the mere act of breathing, and the fact that she looked like she hadn't washed in what seemed to be weeks, and finally that her hair seemed to have grown so ravenously that a few snacks were stuck in the gaps between the strands if not stuck in either her exposed snatch jungle or her armpit hair... There was no way that she should be sitting here with anybody, much less be walking outside of her own home.

And yet on the other side of the table was a woman that not only looked a lot younger than the big flabby mess in front of her, but one that looked stylish. It was easy to tell that she was one of the richer women in the city, given the jewelry that decorated her. Whether it was different kinds of pretty rings adorning each of her fingers, a cute set of pearls pierced through her necklace, or the tube-like dress that was decorated with diamonds near the edges that did little to hide away her extremely fake looking curves... She looked as rich as she was. All while she had a flimsy and trashy looking tan, and a beautiful shade of platinum blonde hair that reached all the way down to her thong-covered ass. She was a rich beauty, so why would she be spending time with somebody like this fat hog across from here?

There was a very good reason why. Despite the fat slob sitting across from her being a crime against humanity in how she presented herself to the world around her... She was a kind soul. At least, that's what the rich woman thought. Of course, it was only because she had dropped her phone out of her incredibly stuffed yet incredibly tiny purse, and the slob had planned to steal it... But she returned it, and now she had something much better than a phone to mess around with.

"Ehehehe... T-Thanks, Sugar..." The disgusting woman, Kimoo-chan, giggled and snorted like a pig as she grabbed one of the burgers that had been piled up on the table in front of her and chowed down with a gleeful grin on her face. All while she drooled and made a mess of the place, covering herself with sauces or drool like the slob that she was.

Sugar, the woman that she had charmed with her 'kind' act, just sighed sweetly as she watched her indulge. There was something primal and enticing awakening inside her as she watched the living pig eat away like this. To think such a kind girl could be so... Indulgent. But that was part of why she had fallen for her. To see that kindness contrasted with something as wild as overwhelming gluttony.

"You want anything else, Kimoo-chan? It'll be a while before I've drained my hubby's accounts, so we can get anything you'd like." The platinum blonde rich bitch giggled as she swooned over that mighty mountain of flab and sweat in front of her. Ah, her heart was beating against her chest so hard that she just wanted to... mmmph, she couldn't do that though. Not right here...

Kimoo-chan snorted as she finished stuffing another four burgers into her mouth at the same time, swallowing and laughing. "H-how 'bout you break up with him? You don't like him as much as you like me, r-right?" She had to try and see how far this ditzy blonde would go. If she was willing to use millions on feeding her... T-then maybe she'd go even further...

Sugar laughed as well, flicking out her high end flip phone as she dialed a number. After a short dial tone, she gleefully shouted into the receiver. "FUCK YOU, I'M BREAKING UP!" Before hanging up and deleting anything that pertained to her hubby. Whether it was pictures of their honeymoon, their wedding, the nights they spent being busy during high school... All except for the pictures of life developing in her tummy. It wasn't his anymore, it was going to belong to Kimoo-chan. She'd be a much better papa for that baby anyway.

Kimoo-chan trembled as she watched the rich bitch do what she thought was impossible. God, she was so hot. And so stupid too. It was enough to make her want something more than a burger, her hand reaching down beyond her tummy as she tried to reach for her pussy. But thanks to her recent indulgence, and the way that her stomach rumbled as she tried to reach down there... She couldn't really touch herself. A fact that frustrated her to no end. "Mmmmph... S-Sugarrrr.... M-Make me cum, 'kay..?" The disgusting woman asked, trembling as a disgustingly thick liquid started to drool down below, pooling onto the floor as she grew needier and needier...

"Of course, of course! You should've told me earlier!" Sugar felt a sense of relief washing over her. This was exactly what she wanted. She wanted to please the woman she had fallen in love with. And at the same time, she wanted to cum a bit herself. God she was so fucking hot that if Kimoo-chan hadn't asked for her to play with her pussy, she would've probably done it all on her own...

The platinum blonde hottie slipped underneath the table, listening to her lovely fat slob of a lover start munching on all that good fast junk above, as she looked at the jungle of hair that kept her from reaching all the way towards her hidden fat lower lips... But that wouldn't stop Sugar. Not after her sweet lover had asked her to do something. She would never try to make her feel disatisfied!

It didn't matter that there were a bunch of prickly hairs in the way of her delicious treat. Sugar pushed them all aside with her nose, trembling a bit as they tickled a few sensitive spots on her face, before she let her tongue drag along those fat lower lips. Panting and drooling a bit herself as she tried biting one of those fat lips. It was like she was being treated to a double decker burger with how thick those things were, and considering she didn't hear any pained cries above, she just continued to nibble and lick all over that incredibly fat pussy, disregarding any of the hairs sticking to her face or the thick slime pouring out of it. Neither were a discomfort when the former just made her hornier and the latter served as a nice snack...

Kimoo-chan let out a big moan as she started splashing all those thick juices all over her rich lover. She was a real natural at this. Almost like the girls that she wanted to fuck so badly in all of her otaku games... B-But at the same time, she was so much better. Was this why her mum always told her that 3d was better than 2d..? M-Maybe. B-but at least she could get the best of both worlds later, she had a lot of cosplay in mind for her once they got home.

A-ah. Just thinking about her dressed as one of those cute little magical girls, but to the point where her fat fake tits burst out of the uniform and her ass tried to rip and tear apart those cute character-printed panties. It was enough to make her cum a little, something that just made Sugar slurp up all of those disgusting juices that poured out of her. It was so fucking good. She was the best fucking wife that a disgusting slob like Kimoo-chan could've ever asked for, and all it took was returning her phone. She had really hit the jackpot this time..!

Sugar just kept on licking and licking, one of her long-nailed fingers piercing through her own thong as she started to masturbate just like she was helping Kimoo-chan do. It felt so fucking good, how could she not? She was such a good girl too, there was no reason that she shouldn't follow her lead. She should try and figure out how she developed such a fat pussy too, it probably felt really good to have her hand thrust in between two patty-sized pussy-buns and just tear up the inner walls of her pussy while they pressed down on her finger...

Both of them quickly reached a mutual climax. Kimoo-chan's third or so thus far, and that just counted their time at this fast food joint, while this was Sugar's first in what felt like weeks. They were truly meant for one another, if they could rile each other up this quickly. Even though Sugar's face and her clothes were being messed up by all that disgusting sloppy pussy juice, she didn't mind. If this was what her sweet lover liked, then it was how she was going to present herself.

Kimoo-chan had to catch her breath after she felt that orgasm overwhelm her, not even noticing that the naive wife had risen back onto her seat. "T-That was... Nnnnfffhhh... Y-You're even better than my toys, Sugar..." The flat otaku slob muttered, trembling a bit as she threatened to slide off the incredibly wet seat and smash into the table that was covered in lots of discarded wrappers and loose burgers at this point...

Sugar giggled, brushing her incredibly dirty hand past her hair while the other hand was still busy thrusting in and out of her snatch. I'm glad you enjoyed it, Kimoo-chan. It's the least I can do for my big lovely wifey." She chimed, trembling a bit as she felt the pleasure spike through her. It felt really good to be praised and adored by this woman... It felt so good to be needed. Her old hubby, that disgusting man that never gave her any sex except when he wanted to conceive... He wasn't anywhere close to as caring or as loving as Kimoo-chan. Especially when he brought her flowers, ew. She loved the smell and the stench of this slob much more than she loved anything he could bring her.

Though, there was a dirty idea forming in the back of Kimoo-chan's mind. Something that only a complete and awful person like her could think of. One that would definitely result in her getting in a lot of trouble if it didn't pan out. But if the ones she wanted where anywhere as stupid as Sugar was... Then this would be easy as hell.

"S-Say, you don't have any friends, do you, Sugar?" Kimoo-chan asked, squirming a little as she nervously stuffed another burger into her mouth, swallowing as moer spittle poured down her chin. "W-Would you mind inviting them over for a sleepover? I-I got a lot of movies they might like."

"I'll tell 'em if you give me a little something, Kimoo-chan." She said, heart skipping a beat. Well, she would've done it anyway... But she just wanted a confirmation that the slob loved her, as she reached across the table and puckered her tender lips as she got ready to kiss the fat slob.

And she got a kiss in return. A real thick one too. The slob grabbing her by the head as she pressed her as close to her disgustingly wet lips, causing her to not only leave plenty of kiss marks all over the pretty woman's face, but at the same time smother her face in spit. Baptizing her completely, just as she had done with her pussy juices.

Sugar collapsed into the seat behind her as she instinctively started to dial several of her friends up, reciting an invitation to a sleepover at Kimoo-chan's address in an almost monotone matter because the kiss had just blown her mind...

And now Kimoo-chan just had to wait for tonight... And she wouldn't just have one sugar mama... She'd have allll the sugar mamas a slob like her could ever want.