"Heidi Goes Hog Wild" - An Exclusive Cut

Here is another spinoff to "Playboy Bunny/Chubby Bunny" featuring the fat Oktoberfest barmaid from the prologue... and sex!

Enjoy!

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Heidi felt like a hog.

No, like a cow. With her tits hanging out like udders as her fat undulated with each thrust of her lover. She had never expected to feel like this, to feel so aroused and humiliated all at the same time, to feel like this big bloated beast of a woman tumbling about in a bed that creaked under her extremely heavy weight.

How had she ended up like this?

It began with that stupid costume. She had just wanted to be a sexy Oktoberfest barmaid. She was going to do her hair up in pigtails and get a low cut costume to show off her breasts. Well now she kept the pig tails, and felt like a pig as her dominant lover mounted her like a wild boar and grabbed hold of those same pigtails, pulling on them and making her moan for more. And her tits which were already quite large were now massive, just like the rest of her, and they were shown off in any outfit she could find to even fit her. They were heavy saggy boulders, soft quivering pillows of fat that hung low with nipples that gently grazed against her sheets as she was on all fours being taken from behind.

After putting on that costume, she turned into a big blubber ball of fat, a complete cow with some massive milkers and, somehow, and even larger ball of a belly, a great big sagging apron of fat, a blubbery double belly that allowed her huge breasts to rest on it like a shelf. She remembered waddling out of that cursed store in tears, waddling because her once toned thighs were now the size of tree trunks, great big jiggling tubes of cellulite covered fat.

She still found herself compelled to waddle off to the Halloween party she was supposed to go to. And right there she was subjected to the comments she had once subjected others to.

“Look at Heidi! What a cow!”

“Mooooooo!!!”

“She’s a real butterball.”

“What an obese hog.”

“It’s disgusting.”

“Nobody wants to see that. She should waddle on home.”

And all those comments did was drive her to stuff her fat face. She found herself devouring slices of pizza, platefuls of mac and cheese, and tons of nachos. Her costume soon became a mess of sauce and cheese and crumbs as she ate haphazardly. She really was a hog, and the more she stuffed her fat face, the foggier things got. It was a costume. She was thin just that morning. It was supposed to be a last minute costume for a party that she was already running late to. And yet her memory kept changing.

She had been thin. Heid remembered that. She had spent so much of her life being a vain slim and sexy bitch taunting others without a shred of feeling bad about it. Even now she had no real regrets. But then her memory… how had she gotten so fat? A glandular problem? Had she just let herself go? Did it really matter? Every time she tried to think too deeply about it she just found herself eating more and more food.

When the food wasn’t enough she turned to beer. Like a good Bavarian, she found herself getting some positive attention from those who loved watching her pound beer after beer. She even took down an entire big boot of beer down like it was nothing, wiping the remains from her fat face with the back of her chubby hand before delivering a tremendously unladylike burp.

That’s when she saw him, Todd, a great big lumbering fat boy. He was an obese lazy slob of a man with absolutely no prospects, and Heidi knew it. He was one of those friends of a friend from high school who somehow still hung around in social circles he hadn’t belonged in in years. He was often the target of Heidi’s cruel barbs both behind his back and to his fat face.

But he paid attention to her that evening, showed genuine interest in her when nobody else did. Everyone else was just showing her ice cold indifference when they weren’t being unusually intense with their cruel comments. And Heidi had to admit that she was into that.

Even if she still found him physically repulsive, the fact that he was the only one who seemed to be still into her while she was an obese ball of blubber meant that she was more than happy to stick around.

That was several days ago, and after a pair of dates that involved a massive amount of food. And here she was now.

Todd’s fat belly slapped against Heidi’s fat back with every thrust, and his fat fingers dug into the sides of her fat hips. She had been his bully at one point, and now she was his piggy. She loved it rough and he wasn’t afraid to be the dominant one, enjoying the way their social roles had been so completely reversed.

She found him to be so strong and was happy to be owned by him. She was humiliated and aroused by the way his fat slapped against her. He was nothing like the kinds of guys she used to date, but she knew they were all far out of her league now. This was it. This was the best she would get, her fat future. Now she was underneath her fat lover feeling her whole body shake and the bed creak under their immense weight. They were two sweaty hogs humping together.

With each thrust she began to grunt and then oink. It was like she couldn’t help it. Her body needed to embrace her new hog life. She wasn’t the slim hottie anymore. She was a hog. She was a fatty who was only going to keep getting fatter, and the thought of that brought her closer and closer to the edge.

And as she came her moan turned into a moo, and Heidi knew there was no going back.