Dennis was laying on his side as he slowly ran his hands down between
his fiance's breasts and over her belly. They had been together for
eight months and tonight he had proposed. They had set the wedding for
ten months from now.
Michelle sucked in her belly as his hands touched her.
"Don't touch my stomach," she said, "I'm too fat."
"Your still the beautiful cheerleader I fantasized about in high
school," he replied lovingly. "Besides, I'm not exactly a hot stud
After high school, Dennis had taken over his father's car dealership and
was doing quite well for himself. One day, he had walked into the diner
for lunch and he had seen a worn sad-looking woman eating alone and had
recognized her immediately, despite the fact that she was about sixty
pounds heavier then she had been in high school, ten years ago. He went
over to say hi, and despite the fact that it had taken Michelle several
minutes to remember who he was, ended up joining her for lunch.
In high school, Dennis was a typical nerd. He was short, fat and had
worn large black rimmed glasses, and now ten years later he looked
exactly the same, except that he was now almost completely bald. Dennis
couldn't get over the changes in Michelle. He didn't care about her
appearance, it was her spirit that had changed the most. He
remembered her as the fun loving cheerleader, always quick to smile, and
nice to everyone, even nerds like himself. She had developed large
breasts before any of the other girls, and always got a lot of attention
from boys, but there was really only one guy for her.
Jed was the star quarterback. He was muscular, handsome and bright. They
dated all through high school and he had gotten both an academic and a
sports scholarship and was going to college to be a lawyer. Though every
boy in school dreamed of having Michelle for themselves, none could hate
Jed, he was just to likable. The only bad thing Dennis remembered about
Jed was that he always seemed to get way to drunk on weekends.
And that was the problem. As Michelle filled Dennis in on the past ten
years, he sadly nodded as she told him about her marriage to Jed. In
high school, Jed was known as a fun drunk, In College, as a binge
drinker, and as a married man, an abusive husband. His descent began,
right after they were married at the age of twenty. Within a year he had
been thrown out of law school and took a job as an auto mechanic. He
would spend his evenings sitting in front of the tv drinking beer. At
first he was fine, but after a couple years, he had developed a temper.
Jed took out his own failings as a man on his wife, yelling and
belittling her constantly. Michelle's self esteem had been destroyed and
she had turned to food to get her through the day. His insults just kept
growing worse as she gained weight, until one day he had hit her. Jed
had said that he regretted it and had promised to change. She had
foolishly stayed with him. Then, after they had been married five years,
Jed had broken her arm after another fight. Michelle had called the
police and he had been sentenced to four years in prison, for assaulting
an officer, DWI, and wife beating.
Dennis had asked Michelle out to dinner that night, and they had begun
"Did you?" he asked as they lay next to each other.
"No dear," she replied "but it doesn't matter, I still enjoy it." Dennis
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and she felt her nipples harden and they stretched out the already
straining fabric of her leotard even more.
"Living proof that my workout works, people," Tyrone shouted. Then he
blew his whistle and the all started shadow boxing as Michelle joined
Michelle felt great when the workout was over and wanted to go talk to
Tyrone but he was escorting Carla into his office. Sara and Jennifer
came over and asked her if she wanted to join them in the jacuzzi and
soak for a while. She readily agreed and wore the leotard in as she
didn't own any bathing suits. Both Jennifer and Sara wore what Michelle
considered to be completely scandalous bikinis. At first she was a
little put out but then decided that if her body ever got that fit she'd
show it off with a little bikini too. The girls laughed and talked for a
while. Michelle really liked them, they had a lot in common, her three
friends had all been popular cheerleaders like her, though they had kept
their bodies in good shape after school. Michelle did find them to be a
little stuck up though.
"What's taking Carla so long," she asked?
Jennifer and Sara stopped talking and looked at her for a minute. Then
Jennifer spoke up, "Tyrone often gives us some , ah, private lessons."
Michelle thought back and did remember that after each class, Tyrone
would leave with one of the three girls. Perplexed she asked, "What do
these private lessons entail?"
"Oh, mostly he justs makes us stretch," Jennifer replied and she and
Sara giggled together.
Must be some private joke, Michelle thought. She looked up when Sara
announced she was hot and going to go swim a few laps. Jennifer went
with her and Michelle changed to go home. She was heading out the door
when she saw Carla leave Tyrone's office. Her friend's hair was all
matted and she was walking kind of bow legged. Michelle figured Tyrone
must have really made her stretch. Maybe he'd give her a few private
lessons some time?
It was one month until the wedding and Michelle had accomplished her
goals. She was five pounds heavier then she had been in school, but she
attributed it to her increased breast size as the rest of her body
matched her teenaged self. She had been busy with wedding plans and had
missed a couple workouts. Funny, she thought but the girls have grown
kind of distant this past month. Tyrone had positioned her at the front
of the class with them and she had figured they were upset with her for
intruding on their little click.
Michelle was furious when she returned home to Dennis that night. "That
bitch, those bitches," she screamed at her fiance. "I asked Sara to spot
me and she had the nerve to ask for her leotard back and they told me
they didn't want to be friends with me anymore."
Dennis watched his future wife crying, she could be so niave sometimes.
"Honey they're just jealous," he told her.
"Wh.. what do you mean?" she said.
"You know how competitive women are," he replied. "Think back to your
high school friends, and with your new body you outdo them in every
Michelle remembered her high school days. Dennis was right, she thought.
All her friend s had always been constantly trying to outdo each other.
Clothes, makeup, boys, everything. And she had won, she thought. She had
the hottest boyfriend and the biggest breasts back in high school. All
last month at the gym. Tyrone had been paying her a lot of attention as
her body shrunk to fit the leotard. Black On Cougar
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floor. They had the stamina of eighteen year olds and had cum about four
times each, and they both seemed exhausted.
Michelle just crawled over to their king and stated slurping on his cock
again. He pulled her up had her ride him as he sat on his throne. Dennis
heard his fiance scream and then she collapsed on Tyrone's massive cock.
Tyrone looked unperturbed and he just put his beefy hands under her
thighs and lifted her up and down on his cock like she was a pair of
dumbells. She waked up, moaning as he fucked her and Tyrone lifted her
off his cock and set her down in the chair as he stood before her. He
put both her hands around his cock and had her jerk him off.
"Are you my cum-slut," he asked?
Michelle just nodded yes, as she stared as his cock in awe. The huge
head seemed to double in size before the pee slit opened and sprayed her
face with his cum.
Dennis watched the four lovers laughing and then Tyrone threw Michelle
over his shoulder and the group headed off to the showers to clean up.
Dennis drove home still shaken by what he saw. He sobbed off and on,
crawled into bed after hiding the flowers and putting away the dress. He
pretended to be asleep when Michelle came home about two hours later.
The wedding went off without a hitch and it was the happiest day in both
Michelles and Dennis's life. They honeymooned in the islands and Dennis
could see the love in her eyes every time they looked at each other. He
even screamed in triumph when she had a small orgasm as he made love to
her. It was the first time he had ever made a woman cum wih his penis
and he was elated even though he knew it was mostly a love orgasm and
not a sex one.
They had been back from their honeymoon about a week when he heard
Michelle scream in the bathroom. He ran in to see what was wrong only to
find her standing on the scale naked.
"I've gained three pounds," she told him. "I've got to start going back
to the gym."
"Whatever you want dear," Dennis said and he sadly returned to the
Tyrone cock sprung up the moment he saw Michelle walk into the gym
again. He did a quick calculation in his head. It ha been about four
weeks since they had fucked her, It looks like Steve won the pool over
how long it would take her to come back.
Dennis decided that as long as she only loved him she could get her
satisfaction from Tyrone and the boys. Other then Michelle's sexual
pleasure the only good thing to come out of her working out occured
several months later.
Dennis and Michelle had left the movies holding hands when who should
come out of the bar in front of them but Jed, recently released from
prison. Dennis had tried to defend Michelle as a drunken Jed grabbed her
but Jed had just punched him in the stomach, doubling him over. "Come
here my pretty cock-slut," Jed slurred. Everything she learned in her
fitness class jumped into her mind and she kicked her ex husband in the
shin and punched him twice in the face. A crowd was gathering and Jed
had limped away screaming that Michelle was his slut and would always be
Dennis had argued that they should by a gun to protect themselves and
Michelle had just calmly said not to worry about it. A few days later
Dennis read in the paper about an ex-con in critical condition that had
gotten mugged near their house. The police were baffled because the man
hadn't been robbed. The assailants were described as two large caucasion
males and one giant black male.