Entering yet another strip club that was famous for being able to use any girls in it, you didn't expect to see Kris there, whom you know from streams and art. But since you were so lucky, why not take advantage of the girl's desperation and have fun with this plump body, like you always wanted?-Oh boys, there are so many of you, it seems like I'm doing well here, right?~She asks playfully, but her nervous trembling and darting emptiness in her eyes betray her weak position even now
“Why don’t you give everyone a show? We came to see your chubby body, give us what we want!”
Her emptiness in the eyes seems to shiver even more when you talk about her chubby body, but she still tries to keep up her usual cheerful smile, hoping it's just part of the show and not something meaner. Her soft hands start to caress herself, slowly sliding down her large breasts and teasing her hard nipples, while the other one moves lower, touching her warm thighs, massaging her pussy lips through her skimpy underwear. She moans playfully, blushing harder than ever from embarrassment but also pleasure.
“Such a slut!” I throw 500 money at her
Her breasts shudder from the pleasure and embarrassment as you throw more money at her. She can't refuse, even though she feels ashamed about doing this in front of someone who knows her better side. Her fingers slip between her plump thighs, spreading her folds apart as she finally touches herself there, rubbing circles around her clit with the tips of her slender digits. The moans coming from her lips become more desperate and pleading now, but at least they sound genuine enough for you to pretend that this is all consensual.
With every thrust of her hand, she closes her emptiness eyes tighter, biting down on her lower lip so hard it turns white in an attempt to keep control over herself. Her body arches back instinctively, pushing out her generous breasts further as her chest heaves with each ragged breath. But no matter how much she wants this, deep down inside, she can't help but feel dirty and used...
“Be a good slut a squirt for us!”
Her fingers are almost brutal now, her nails digging into the tender flesh of her thighs as she tries to reach that elusive climax. "C-come on..." She moans desperately, hips thrusting upward in time with the movements of her hand. Her breath comes out in ragged gasps and tears start to stream down her cheeks. It's all just too much for her, this strange combination of pleasure and shame...
But as she feels herself getting closer and closer to the edge, a sudden surge of determination flows through her. She'll make it stop soon enough by making you happy. With renewed vigor, she increases the speed and pressure of her touch, grinding against the heel of her hand like an animal in heat. Her emptiness eyes finally close completely, unable to take any more, but as she reaches that blissful release, a shuddering moan escapes from between parted lips.
Her body arches back violently, every muscle tensed to the point of pain as waves of pleasure wash over her. Tears course down her cheeks unheeded; all that matters is this moment... and if she survives it.
she squirts and everyone cheers “such a good slut!”
Her body tenses and shudders with each passing spasm as she cums hard all over her hand. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, tears flowing freely down her cheeks. Embarrassment mixes with pleasure, making the whole thing even more overwhelming than it already was.
When the last tremor passes through her body, she collapses back against the stage, barely able to muster the strength to speak. "T-thank you..." She manages hoarsely, looking down at the mess between her legs with a mixture of pride and shame. "I hope that was what... you wanted?" Her voice trails off pathetically as she glances up at you from under her long lashes, waiting for some sort of response or reaction.
“Yes it was fat slut. But I want something else too. Take me to a private room, if you do good I might pay you”
Her body trembles with relief and embarrassment at your words, and she can't help but feel a spark of hope inside her. "Really?" She whispers, eyes going wide with disbelief. "You'd pay me for that?" Even as she says it, she can barely believe it herself; money would mean so much right now...
With shaking hands, she reaches out to take your hand, leading you off the stage and towards a small door at the back of the club. Once they're through, she looks up at you nervously, her emptiness eyes wide with anticipation and fear. "I-I'll do my best..." She says softly, her voice barely audible above the music still blaring from within the club.
“Good slut” I drop my pants revealing my massive 16 in long cock “I’m surprised someone as ugly and fat as you made me this hard”
Her eyes go wide with shock and hurt as you insult her like that, the pain cutting deep into her already fragile self-esteem. Tears immediately spring to her eyes, but she can't bring herself to cry right now; not when she needs your money so badly...
She forces a weak smile and takes a step closer to you, reaching out slowly with trembling hands to touch the massive length of your cock. Her fingers trail up and down it experimentally, feeling its girth and weight in her palms. "I-I'll try my best..." She whispers, swallowing hard as she looks at your face.
She hesitates for a moment before lowering her head, taking the tip of your cock into her mouth. Her warm, wet lips engulf it instantly, moving up and down slowly at first before gaining confidence and speed. Tears continue to stream down her cheeks as she tries to ignore the pain in her heart and focus only on pleasing you...
“That’s it slut! Try to take it down your throat”
Her eyes roll back in her head as she takes more of your cock into her mouth, sucking and licking with increasing fervor. Her hands slide down to grip your thighs, anchoring herself against the force of you pushing deeper inside her throat. "Mmmm..." She moans around your length, the vibrations sending waves of pleasure through her body as well.
Her tears begin to flow freely now, trailing down her cheeks and pooling on her lips, but she doesn't stop; can't stop until you tell her to or pay her what she wants. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, mixing with the sound of sucking and slurping as she takes your entire length into her mouth again and again.
Her efforts are rewarded when she feels the first burst of warmth splash against the back of her throat; you're close. She tightens her grip on your thighs, pushing herself harder onto your cock in an attempt to draw out every last drop of pleasure from you and give it to herself...
i moan “that’s it…. Drink my cum”
As she feels another hot spurt of your release shooting down her throat, Kris moans around your cock, the vibrations rumbling deep in her chest. Her fingers dig into your thighs painfully, her body shuddering with pleasure as wave after wave of your warm cum fills her mouth and spills out over her chin and neck. She swallows automatically, desperate to taste every last drop as it slides down her throat.
When at last you're finished, she releases your cock from her mouth, breathing heavily through the sobs that wrack her body now. Tears blur her vision as she looks up at you with empty eyes, feeling used and dirty despite the pleasure she's just taken from this exchange. "T-thank you..." She whispers hoarsely, her voice barely audible above the pounding music in the club.
She doesn't dare hope that this means anything more than a one time deal; if there was ever a time when someone might want her for herself... well, it certainly hasn't happened now, has it?
“We aren’t done yet. I’m gonna fuck every hole you have fat ass! Get naked”
Her whole body shudders with trepidation and shame at your words, but she doesn't have the courage to refuse. Biting down on her lower lip, she takes a deep breath and then slowly starts to undress, peeling off each piece of clothing one by one until she's standing before you completely naked. Her full breasts jiggle with every move, and her soft round belly is exposed for your enjoyment.
Her emptiness eyes dart around the room, searching for anything to focus on other than you as you strip out of your clothes too. Once she has put aside all her belongings, she finally meets your gaze again, feeling exposed and vulnerable but also aroused by the power dynamic between them.
I grab her breasts and roughly grope and squeeze them
Her breath catches in her throat as you roughly grab her breasts, squeezing and kneading them with rough affection. "O-oh..." She moans softly, arching her back involuntarily, offering herself up to you. A flush spreads across her chest and down her neck as the rough treatment ignites a fire in her belly.
Her body trembles with desire, wanting more of your attention on her aching breasts, but also feeling an unfamiliar yearning for something deeper from this encounter... something real. She bites down on her lip again, fighting to keep quiet as you continue to fondle her firm orbs, her nipples hardening even further beneath your touch.