The lights in the padded room flickered on. At the back wall, draped in colorful tapestries of old medieval art, lighted up with a waterfall of twinkling lights. The high end computer turned on alongside the dual monitors, flickering until the screens turned white.
Lumbering in Bree rolled out her tripled wide custom games chair and carefully lowered her dump truck size caboose into the well used chair. With a loud creek it bared her 500 pound weight. With a satisfying sigh she placed a large hand bag full of junk food and sodas as she was ready to begin her job. With a flick of a button by her mouse she looked directly into the camera.
"Good morning my crusaders. I, Queen Bree, have returned for another glorious day of adventure and conquest. Shall this day be in your favor!" She announced. A way of comments flooded her chat box, greeting her.
With a knowing smile her hand went into her vast expansive cleavage and pulled out a wad of paper. Her chat began to explode with both joy and dread.
"Now calm down, you know this is coming. Morning poetry before the game," she declared, lightly placing her plump fingers unto her screen filling breasts. She raised a piece of paper and began to recite.
"Wind blow, wind blow, the cold mountain sat.
Down, oh way down, the red beats.
The glow of gold, the sound of darkness, the path of Zag.
Down, oh way down, here we stand."
Finishing she put down the paper and turned to her chat. But to her surprise it was not a blaze with comments about her recent poem about their next quest line but about something different, something new news she wanted to surprise her chat later.
"Oh my, I guess the cat is out of the bag," she cured herself, raising her left hand up to the screen. On her ring finger was a large golden ring with a good size sapphire embed in it.
"Last night my boyfriend proposed, I'm engaged!" She cheered, showing off a chocolate diamond ring on her pudgy finger. Her chat exploded again, a cacophony of congratulations and heartbreak. She gave a loud belly laugh before returning to her screen.
"Sorry simps, he already caught me a long time ago, but I'd appreciate the donations," she winked. "Now let's begin the downward spiral unto the darkness that is the Larric Catacombs."
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Fat Animated Women X Male Reader
RomanceThese are a series of one shots about fat cartoon and maybe anima romance stories. As of right now there will be no lemon stories, I just don't feel comfortable writing about them. If anyone likes to make a suggestion, message me and I'll see if it...
