Someday I wish dreams could come true...
Because some of my dreams are worth living.
Let me tell you about my BIG dream...#1
~1~
I appeared in the middle of a small community. There were shops there and lots of modern houses. I was in the middle of a 2 lane road, but there were no cars. I was facing a house that said it was Sold. I had no idea where I was so I walked up to the front door and knocked. No answer. I felt something cold in my pocket, and pulled it out. It was a key. I put the key into the lock, and it worked. Apparently this was my house. I walked around it, the entire house was furnished and had all the necessary appliances. The fridge and cupboards were stocked full of food too. I walked upstairs and there was my bedroom and some guest bedrooms. I looked in the garage and there was a car inside. Apparently I owned this house and had already moved in without knowing. I walked outside and looked around. A little bit down the street, there was a Laundromat. So I walked down and noticed it was open. So I walked in, and heard the ringing of a bell above the door. Then I heard a voice. "I'll be right there!" It said. It was a woman's voice. There was a large desk and it was decorated with pictures of what looked like her friends and various sentimental objects. There was a large row of washing machines and dryers, and at the back wall there was a door and it looked like there was a break room back there. I look around the desk, there is brochures and flyers for events. Then I here the shuffling of soft shoes and look up. There in front of me was woman with blonde hair and glasses. She had smiling lines around her cheeks. She was wearing a white T-shirt and some jeans. But she was big. She had to be over 300 pounds. "Hey cute stuff," she said, "what can I do for you?". I smiled, and then asked where I was. "Well you're at Paradise Borders!" she said. Paradise Borders? I've never heard of that. For some reason I had been relocated here. As I sat and thought, she pulled out a cheeseburger and started to eat it. I walked out thinking, that woman should be eating a salad, not a cheeseburger. I walked down the street past some houses when I saw two woman walking across the street. Both woman were also obese and looked over 300 pounds. But they had a real cute face. One was wearing a tight nike shirt with sweatpants and the other was wearing shorts and a tank top. I walked up to them and introduced myself. "Hi," they both said. "I'm Tonya," said the girl in the tank top. We shook hands and smiled. The other girl in the Nike shirt looked away. "Don't mind her" said Tonya, "she's a little antisocial." I said that was ok. "Hey we're heading to the Italian Bistro, care to join us?" Tonya asked. I said sure and we walked past lots more houses and past the Laundromat and into a large outdoor mall with lots of shops and restaurants. I saw a couple more people standing next to a hot dog stand eating some hot dogs, who were both woman and both over weight. Again. So far I haven't seen any men here at Paradise Borders, but I've only been here for a little bit, maybe I just haven't ran into one yet.
~2~
We walked into the Italian Bistro and it was packed...full of overweight woman. Almost all the tables are taken by fat woman that are at the range from 250-400+ pounds. Now I started to think something was up. We managed to find a table and an overweight waitress in a tight black dress took our order. While we waiting for the food, I asked howcome there are so many woman here. Tonya looked up at me and smiled. "Here at Paradise Borders, it's all woman" she said. I looked at her surprised. "You are the chosen man to live with us". Now that didn't make any sense I don't remember signing up for this. Actually I don't remember anything before me appearing in front of my house. I was about to ask about that but then our food came. I just ordered spaghetti and meatballs. But Tonya and her friend ordered 2 pizzas, 4 bowls of spaghetti, 3 calzones, 6 jumbo mozzarella cheese sticks, 5 helpings of chicken alfredo, and 8 different Italian desserts. I barely finished my spaghetti, but they ate all that food like it was nothing. But then what surprised me a lot was that Tonya leaned back in her chair, pulled her skimpy tank top up, and started to rub her exposed belly. She sat there and rubbed her giant fat belly, right in the middle of public. Her friend did it too. I looked around to see if anyone else was doing this. And there were a couple people, and no one seemed to care. Tonya then raised her hand and yelled "Waitress!". The same lady in the tight black dress walked over. Tonya ordered a large bowl of ice cream with all the toppings on it. I looked at her like she was crazy. She just ate the same amount a large family eats, and she still had room?! Then I started feeling weird. As I looked at Tonya, I realized how beautiful she is. She had tan skin, had brown hair, her chubby cheeks were adorable. Her boobs were large and her belly was actually attractive. Her thighs looked so soft and I would like to feel them. I haven't gotten a good look at her butt but I imagine it is godly. We walked out of the restaurant, without paying and started walking again. I asked howcome we didn't pay and she said we don't have to. Then I asked how do the restaurants make money, and she said she didn't know.
