Your mind is foggy and slow, like someone came along while you slept and stuffed it full of cotton wool.You struggle to remember what cotton wool is.Y...ou try to remember if this is normal, but you can't remember... anything, actually. Just the vaguest impressions. Instincts coloured with flashes of what you know used to be memories.You open your eyes, and shake your head. In front of you, so large it fills your vision no matter where you look, is a vast wall of text. As you shake, the text moves. I became even more aroused and felt a warmth between my chubbythighs. I stopped, realising Sara would probably be back soon.I decided it was now or never to try and walk. I put my right foot infront of my left and starting making my attempt at walking. I walkedinto the bathroom, watching myself in the mirror. I say walked- but itwas most definitely a waddle. I couldn't get used to the enormous weightI now carried in front of me, and it felt like all my insides were beingpushed and pulled in all. Papa ush din saam ko mujhe paas bulaya. Mummy kitchenmain kaam kar rahi thi. Meri choti behen homework kar rahi thi.Jenny beta aur sunaoo. Tumhari study keisechal rahi hain?” Main boli “Thik chal rahi hai papa” papa bole” paas aao meripyari beti. To to bahut badi ho gayi ho.” Woh sofa par baith rehe the aur mujhebhi paas bitha lia. Main hamesa ghar main frock pehen rahti hoon . Ush din bhimain ek sleevless kuch choti si frock pehen rahi thi. Main papa ke paas mainbaith gayi. Who meri kandho pe. I think she liked what she felt there but didn't want to admit it to me our to herself. I don't mean to brag but I am rather well endowed and that usually gets a woman's attention even if size doesn't matter to them they are impressed by it. Then when I kissed her again she responded a little but then pulled away from me and got into her car."I asked her when we could get together again and she said she didn't think that was a good idea. I told her I needed to have her and I thought that she.