Date: Wed, 11 Mar 2009 14:58:59 -0400
From: Super SizeMe <sprsizeme@gmail.com>
Subject: You Don't Need to be Fit

 I have found through my life that when men want sex any hole will do man
woman anything available.

 I started out being a young 18 year old 190 with abs of steel. Damn I got a
lot of fucking then. Did I mention I love a nice rod up my back side?

 For three years I got fuck no less than 5 times a night and they paid for
the privileged of using my hole.

 I got lots of regulars and would pick up a few extra every week.

 My favorite were black men with their big rods but hell a mexican or white
boy were just as nice. Italians were nice and thick but asians although nice
and smooth never had the biggest dicks and by the time I was 21 my hole was
not as tight as it was at 18 and my men were enjoying my mouth almost as
much as my back end. I really enjoyed being fucked like a pig on a spit one
down my throat and one up my ass.

 I earned a wonderful living. Paid my bills and plenty of pot.

 And boy did that give me the munchies.

 By 21 I was beginning to lose the tone in my abs and was beginning to get a
little chubby which was great for my attraction for black men because they
loved fucking a fat white boy. And to that end my regulars would always
bring me something to eat and plenty of pot to give me the munchies. And
when I had a good black orgie I would end up bloated from all the stuffing
myself and so fucked I might not be able to walk till the next weekend.

 In case you don't know most black men have big dicks and tend to rip my
whole wide open. And I would be in heaven and several thousand dollars
richer which helped because I would be ordering in till I could get out
again.

 The bath house was one of my favorite places to head to because it had
plenty of men anxious for a quick fuck and I would just lay face down on a
bench and men would come by rape the shit out of my ass or load my mouth and
drop a few bucks in one of my growing folds.

 This is how I found out that being skinny wasn't the most important to
being a slut being available was the most important thing. And I was
available. And growing bigger. Some of those poundings would make me ripple
like a water bed and it wasn't until I hit almost 500 pounds and got tired
of going out that I found myself a man that would manage my affairs. He was
my boyfriend in some ways but damn he would get me rented out daily and my
income fortunately kept us solvent because Tyrone being just out of prison
wasn't the easiest to be employed and he had plenty of pot connections and
lots of horny friends that love the fatboy.

 I wasn't really a pig I just like big black dick coming from all
directions. Not that Tyrone limited me to black men I remember one event
where I was rented out to a businessman's event. Tyrone got a room and
business cards listed the room and he would sit in the room let the people
in and damn I earned almost a quarter of a million that weekend.

 I know Tyrone is doing something good with my money because I always have a
roof over my head plenty of food and plenty of pot.

 I have a wonderful life now and plenty of men for my hole.