Custom Creations July

A reward for patron Kickback for joining us at the $5 a month level. The writing prompt was "A story about a guy who goes to a different world where there's nothing but obese women." Hopefully you all enjoy it.

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One day I was taking a walk in the woods with my dogs, when I noticed a shimmer up ahead. Before I could even think twice about it, my dog took it upon himself to check it out. And before I knew it he had disappeared, and I was left only holding a leash. I was completely startled, but moved closer still. Then all of a sudden I found myself standing on a city sidewalk, skyscrapers all around me. Some expletives escaped my lips before I could hold them back. Where the hell was I?

I looked around, and nothing looked familiar. I didn’t live very close to any big cities, and I didn’t visit them very often if I could avoid it. I noticed I was standing in front of a pizza place so I decided to walk in and ask for some help. I swung open the door, and the sweet smell of pizza assaulted my nostrils. I approached the counter, where a large woman was placing an order. I was a little surprised at how unkempt she looked. Her clothes seemed a little small for her size, and she didn’t look like she had done anything to style her hair that morning. 

Pretty soon she was waddling away, clutching a cool liter bottle of soda in her hands, looking for a seat. I took the opportunity to approach the counter to ask just where the hell I was. Behind the counter was an equally wide woman. Both of them looked like they had to be at least 350 lbs. I wasn’t used to seeing a lot of obese women. Where I worked all the women were pretty on top of keeping their weight down, and when I hit the executive gym in town, everybody there was already in shape. 

“Hello sir?” The younger woman's voice seemed confused as she hit to second half of her greeting. “What can I get for you?” She said more quizzical than I would think normal.

“Where am I?” I could only ask.

“Porky’s House of Pizza of course!” She gleefully replied. Her excited nature caused her chest to jump, her two large mammaries underneath her tee-shirt and apron bounced in the air slightly. I couldn’t help but look.

She had not given me the answer I was looking for, but that was my fault for asking such a vague question. I chucked so I didn’t look like an idiot. “No, that’s not what I meant. Like where are we? What city is this?”

The cashier seemed puzzled by this, but I couldn’t be surprised. Who walks into a joint in the middle of the city and doesn’t know what city they are in. But she was sweet enough to indulge what seemed to be my ignorance. “This is Blimpburg of course. Did you like hit your head or something mister?” She asked. 

‘Blimpburg?’ I thought to myself. I had never heard of such a place. And what an odd name for a city. Was their claim to fame making blimps? “Ah, no I didn’t hit my head, it’s just that... I’m just a little… I’m ok. Thank you for your help.” I smiled awkwardly and headed for the door once more. 

As I turned to leave I heard a woman in the back shout “Order up!” and the first customer speedily got up and waddle over to the counter. The cashier handed her two large pizza boxes. I didn’t think anything of it, not yet.

I stepped out onto the cool city streets and instantly was almost smashed into by a passing jogger. It was one of those bad timing things, but thankfully she had the finesse to not slam into me. She stopped to apologize, but I felt like it was my fault as well. 

The first thing I noticed was she was just as big as the first two women I had run into. She was wearing workout attire, which consisted of a sports bra and gym shorts. Much of her tan skin was left exposed, and I couldn’t help notice just how curvy she was. At first I felt a little disgusted that someone so large would be wearing so little, but then I felt a rush of blood and a slight stiffness in the crotch of my pants that was unexpected.

“I’m so sorry.” She said almost giggling. “I didn’t see you there. I’m not used to people darting out like that.”

“No no, it’s probably my fault. I’m a little dazed and confused.” I admitted to her. I couldn’t keep my eyes off of her, and was feeling even more lost than before.

She continued to smile, as she held my attention. “What brings someone like you here anyways? Don’t run into a lot of guys around here.”

“I… ah, don’t know.” I admitted. 

“Well hopefully I see you around cutie.” She said with a wink before she picked her pace back up and jogged off. I couldn’t help but watch her round rump as it bounced away, getting smaller as she got further. 

I didn’t know what was happening to me. Usually I was hitting on the flat stomach chicks at my gym, but for some reason these obese women were getting stuck in my head. I took a moment to just look around the rest of the street I was on. It was no Time Square, but there was probably a dozen people walking around, and I was noticing now that they were all severely overweight women. What was going on here? Something strange for sure. I needed to learn more, and I still needed to find my dog...