Date: Sat, 7 Mar 2020 20:40:52 +0100
From: Sasha Steele <sashasteele2@mail.com>
Subject: The Mini Maxi Affair

The Mini Maxi Affair
By Sasha Steele


"I don't get why you're so miserable Peni. You should be excited. This is a
great opportunity" Jadel said. They were laying in bed. Penisa was laying
on his back and Jadel on his side facing him. Penisa Minialty was Jadel's
fiancé. They had lived together for a year before Penisa decided
they should get married.

Penisa had been happy in their little apartment. Now this job offer would
upset everything. But it carried a huge salary increase for Jadel. Penisa
should be happy. "I didn't like the way that fat freak pulled you away to
talk to you IN PRIVATE!  That pissed me off," Penisa said. "And the way he
looked at you. He wants more than to just have you go work for him."

"Ah, your jealous," Jadel said. "Come here," He drew his fiancé
close to him and they kissed. They kissed and hunged each other for
awhile. They were both naked and horny. Jadel reached down to Penisa's
cock. It was small. Only three inches with an erection. Jadel played with
the nipples on Penisa's flat chest. They were small too. Then he worked his
way down to Penisa's little boner.

They had been at a dinner party with Jadel's current boss. The dinner party
had been a formal dress affair. Very high brow. Anybody that was somebody
in New York City was there. Including Anaconda Maximus, CEO of one of New
York's top advertising firms. It was Anaconda who had offered Jadel a
position in his firm.

Penisa's bald scrotem was as demere as his cock. Then again, Penisa wasn't
a very big person at all. At five foot seven he weighed just a hundred and
sixty pounds. He had little round ears, a small nose and innocent brown
eyes. Penisa kept his auburn color hair cropped at the shoulders. He was
petite and pretty.

Jadel took his fiancés hard little cock into his mouth and played
his tongue across his tight scrotum causing Penisa to shudder. Penisa loved
his little cock in Jadel's mouth. Jadel's head bobbed up and down as he
sucked on it. Penisa took a hold of his head to help Jadel get him off.

Jadel had never met Anaconda Maximus in person. But he was well aware of
the high powered exec's imposing attributes. Christ, even the business and
trade magazines had an interest in that part of Anaconda's
anatomy. Anaconda had worn a long flowing shimmering silver gown with a
cami bodice to the dinner party. And Jadel, like everyone else there, had
tried to nonchalantly check the front of Anaconda's full skirt for telltale
signs of the monstrousity that lurked beneath it.

Penisa lifted his hips, he pulled Jadel into him and cried out as he
ejaculated into his mouth. When he'd finished cumming Penisa relaxed his
hips, caught his breath and bore down as he released a few squirts of warm
pee into Jadel's mouth to wash down the cum. Then Penisa rolled over so
that Jadal could eat his ass hole.

Jadel worked on Penisa's ass until it was time to fuck him. Jadel layed on
his back so that Penisa could mount him. Compared to Penisa's little cock
Jadel's is pretty big. Though at seven inches with a hardon its not overly
large. Penisa pushed back and groaned loudly as Jadel's erection penitrated
him. He found his rhythm then bounced wildly up and down, fucking himself
with Jadel's cock.

Anaconda Maximus is generally considered by most trannies to be a fucking
bitch. He was also considered to be really hot. A bitch yes. But hot? Okay,
maybe some guys, lots of them apparently, went for obese freaks like
Anaconda Maximus. Some people have a fetish for overpowering size. The
bigger the better they say.

Anaconda's shimmering silver gown fit perfectly his humongas body. His
massive arms and shoulders were bare. His gigantic legs were clad in silver
stockings and he was wearing six inch silver heels. Underneath the gown
Anaconda was wearing a light silvery-grey color designer panties and
brassiere set that cost more than Jadel and Penisa's dresses.

Anaconda's beautiful fat face was heavily made up. Especially his hypnotic
green eyes with heavy black mascara and eyeliner and silver eyeshadow.  He
wore silver glose lipstick on his thick pouty lips and silver nail polish
on his extremely long fingernails. Anaconda was absolutely dripping in
diamonds and exquisite jewelry with necklaces, bracelets, earrings and a
ring on every fat finger.

When Jadel came in his ass Penisa cried out in exaltation. Penisa bore down
and released a little squirt of warm pee onto Jadel's stomach. Then he
leaned forward bringing his face right above Jadel's. Penisa watched
Jadel's eyes to be sure his lover appreciated what he had as he emptied his
bladder on him.

As much as the media liked to gossip about Anaconda Maximus's giant cock
and his obesity they loved to speculate on his baldness. Anaconda is bald
on the front forehead and the very top of his head. When in public he hides
this U-shaped bald area by having the sides and a little in the back of his
fine waist length plantium blonde hair pulled up tight and clasped on the
top of his head. The tabloids would pay big bucks for a shot of Anaconda
with his hair down.

Against Penisa's wishes Jadel took the position with Anaconda Maximus's
firm. He showed up at the imposing glass and steel office building wearing
a smart gray color business suit with a single button blazer over a gray
blouse. Jadel wore dark panty hose and black pumps. His shoulder length
black hair was pulled up in a bun. Makeup light. Conservative, though the
snug fitting mid thigh length skirt showcased Jadel's round derier and the
bulge of his cock.

Anaconda was sitting behind a huge desk. The hulking beauty was in a powder
blue skirt suit with the jacket opened over a white silk blouse. The top
buttons of the blouse were opened as well and you could see the white pearl
necklace he wore. And catch the odd glimpse of the flat pads on the elegant
white satin bassiere against Anaconda's broad fleshy chest beneath the
blouse.

Anaconda's long blond hair was pulled up to cover the bald area of his
head. It was held there by a modified three way contour clasp decorated
with white pearls on it. His eye makeup was dark and heavy. Lipstick and
nail polish a silver-blue. He wore nude tone stockings and blue pumps with
six inch heels.

Anaconda was talking to a young pretty assistant when Jadel was shown into
his office. Anaconda waved Jadel to a seat. The assistant left closing the
door behind him. Hauling his great bulk from the chair Anaconda Maximus got
up and walked around the desk to great him and Jadel's eyes nearly popped
out of his head.

The skirt to Anaconda's powder blue business suite was exceedingly
short. The back of the mini skirt barely covered the globes of his gigantic
ass. It's front hanging down from Anaconda's huge protruding gut just
barely hid the pretty elastic lace tops of the nude tone stockings with
their elasticized lace tops pulled right up into his crotch. Anaconda was
wearing silky white panties that matched his bra.

The short skirt hid none of the panties penal pouch overflowing with a cock
and balls of monstrous proportion. The panties penal pouch stretched around
a huge set of balls the size of oranges that sat on the front of his
colossal thighs and hung half way to his knees. The extremely thick shaft
draped over them and stretched the tight sleeve of the penal pouch on an
outward angle to below Anaconda's knees.

Anaconda had purposely kept Jadel waiting for hours to make him feel
uncomfortable. He stuck out his hand and said, "welcome aboard." And Jadel
melted.

Anaconda Maximus knew the disarming effect his immence overbearing
sensuality had on men. He knew too that men were drawn to him like moths to
a flame by their morbid curiosity of his monstrous proportions. Anaconda
chewed men up and spit them out. Like a big fat spoiled brat wanting an
endless supply of new toys, Anaconda Maximus quickly got bored and threw
them away.

And that's just what Jadel was to him, a toy. Anaconda knew nothing of him,
nor cared. Jadel had looked attractive in the red dress he'd worn to the
dinner party. And Anaconda wanted him. It was that simple. That and the
fact that Anaconda never ever had a relationship and didn't want one
either. But that didn't stop him from taking perverse pleasure in ruining
relationships for those who did.

Anaconda saw the erection formed in the front of Jadel's tight skirt and
laughed to himself. This is going to be too fucking easy he thought. And
remembering the dirty look Penisa had given him when he had yanked Jadel
away from him at the dinner party, Anaconda thought, that skinny little
bitch fiancé of his has more spirit than he does.

"My secretary will get you set up," Anaconda said. "We'll talk again when
you get settled in."

Jadel and Penisa had a fight before he'd left for work. Penisa had texted a
dozen times but Jadel was too busy to answer them. Penisa went shopping to
cool down. He walked about the shops then sat down for lunch in an outside
tea garden. He had a glass of wine and a salad.

Penisa thought about their argument. "I don't see how anyone can think that
freak is attractive. The bald headed bitch is so obese he can hardly
walk. And that monstrosity that hangs in front of those fat thighs of
his... it's, well it's unnatural. You don't think he's attractive." Jadel
had stammered, not really agreeing." You fucking do! How could you!" Penisa
had screamed. Then Penisa had stormed out slamming the door behind him.

Penisa sat a while longer with another glass of wine. The day was warm and
the sun bright. Penisa was wearing black sandals, white tank top and
pleated gray mini skirt with white bra and panties. Finally calmed down he
moved to the edge of his seat, spread his legs apart and let his pee flow
through his panties.

Anaconda hadn't bothered with Jadel for a few days until late on
Friday. Jadel was about to go meet Penisa when Anaconda summoned him to his
office on the top floor. "I need details on the file your working on,"
Anaconda said when Jadel arrived. "Come have a drink with me and we'll
discuss it." Anaconda wasn't asking.

Anaconda was wearing a pink business suit over pink lingerie and beige
nylon stockings with six inch pink heels on his fat feet. His long blond
hair hung down in curls from the diamond enclusterd pink clasp that held it
up and parted it in the middle. His heavy eye makeup was dark but softened
by eyeshadow with a light silver-pink hue. His exceptionally long
fingernails were in pink.

The skirt of Aniconda's smart pink business suite was as short as the other
one Jadel had seen him in. And on display in full view below the skirt's
hemline the expansive penal pouch of his pink panties was stretched to the
limit around the mammoth monstrosity that is Anaconda's genitalia.

As he waddled from behind his desk Anaconda's balls road on his thighs and
the cock swaft moved with them causing the cock head down in front of the
bottom of his knees to jut side to side. Anaconda grabbed his pink purse
and Jadel followed him to the private elevator and into a limo.

They went to a swanky restaurant-bar where the staff fell all over
themselves catering to Anaconda. Ordered a drink. Jadel was ill at ease. He
hadn't called Penisa and knew he would be pissed off at him. "I want to
thank you for this opportunity heMs Maximus," he said nervously.

"You may call me Ana," Anaconda told him.

They'd had a few drinks over conversation. Anaconda did most of the
talking. It wasn't about work but about himself. Apparently Anaconda
thought a lot of himself. Jadel's phone kept buzzing. He knew it was
Penisa. Tried to ignore it. It was annoying Anaconda. Then finally Jadel
said, "I'm sorry Ana, I have to take this," and excused himself.

Anaconda laughed to himself as he watched Jadel out on the expansive
patio. Judging by Jadel's histrionics he was having a fight with that
fucking slut fiancé of his Anaconda thought. He got them another
drink and tottered out onto the patio. "Tell him goodbye, and turn that
fucking thing off, " Anaconda ordered. And Jadel did as he was told.

"Sorry about that Ana," he said. "Shall we go back inside?"

"Stay here with me a moment Jade," Anaconda said. "I have to pee."

Anaconda handed Jadel the drinks, toddled a couple of steps to the concrete
rail and turned back to face him. Bracing himself with one hand on the
concrete rail Anaconda spread his heavy legs. He reached around his bulk
and lifted the enormous cock in its pink penal pouch. The long shaft was
almost solid down by it's tip and a bit more playable further up toward
Anaconda's massive balls.

Jadel's jaw dropped and his cock stiffened beneath his tight skirt as he
watched his beautiful behemoth boss bear down to send a solid stream of pee
gushing through the material of his pink panties. Anaconda hummed with the
pleasure of his release as his urine splashed noisily on the patio tiles in
front of him.

Jadel saw that Anaconda enjoyed pantie peeing as much as Penisa did. His
hand went to the erection in the tight skirt of his black business
suit. Jadel was on the verge of cumming in his panties.

Finished his piss Anaconda let his enormous cock drop to his thighs. He
moved closer to Jadel pushing his oppressive weight against him. Anaconda
reached down to lift Jadel's skirt. Took hold of the hard cock tenting the
penal pouch of his black panties. Anaconda masturbated Jadel through is
panties until he came. His cum oozed through their material and splated on
the tiles.

Anaconda kissed Jadel, then dismissed him. Anaconda went back inside and
sat down at the table by himself. "Explain the cum in your panties to that
fucking little bitch fiancé of yours," Anaconda giggled, quite
amused with himself as he sat there sipping on another drink while waiting
for his own erection to abate.

A week later Anaconda entered his office. He'd absolutely stuffed himself
at a lunch meeting and had to take a shift badly. Anaconda was wearing a
modest beige color dress. If you can call it modest with the shortness of
its skirt and his giant cock and balls in light goldy colored panties with
the
 penal pouch hanging in front of his humongous thighs clad in light brown
stockings.

Anaconda had on six inch brown suede heels. His long blond hair was in a
wave set with a brown suede clasp parting it high up in the middle. His
lipstick and nail polish were earth tone. He wore brownstone jewelry. Lots
of it. With his size, his gigantic genitalia, his hair, Anaconda was
freakishly beautiful and completely overwhelmingly.

Anaconda shuffled through the office into his private suite. He was
crowning and a huge hard turd was pressing against the seat of his
panties. "Fetch my toilet," he ordered one of his attendants who scurried
away and returned wheeling an ornate portable toilet. With an attendant
holding on to each arm two others removed Anacoda's extremely large panties
and helped him step out of them.

An attendant brought the toilet up behind him and with the aid of the two
at his arms Anaconda parked his enormous fat ass on the soft toilet
seat. He caught his breath and bore down. "Nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn."
Anaconda took a few heavy breaths, held the last and bored down
harder. "Nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnmnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn."

A long fat turd plopped into the expensive china bowl. Anaconda was
breathless from his exertion. But he wasn't finished. "Nnnn, take, nnnnnn,
off my, nnnnnn, dress, nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn," he ordered as he put
pressure on his bowels once more to push a turd into his opening. An
attendant unzipped the back of Anacoda's dress and two others slipped it
over his head.

Anaconda lifted his hair, tilted his back and shook his head. He placed his
hands on the silky flat pads of the goldy colored brassere that sat against
the thick soft flesh of his expansive chest. Anaconda squared his lips and
hissed sensually as he moved his hands in little circles to feel the smooth
material against the hard nibs on his nipples.

Though his massive legs were parted as he sat on the toilet the fat on
Anacoda's inner thighs still touched together. His magnificent balls sat on
the fat there with the thick shaft draped over it trapped between the top
of the thighs and bottom of Anacoda's bulbous belly. His shaft pointed down
at only a slight angle with Anacoda's semi erection.

"Nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn." Anaconda bore down hard to expell the
obstruction holding his sphincter open and a second turd, larger than the
first, dropped with a thud on top of the other in the ornate china
bowl. "Nnnn, have, nnnn, Jadel, nnnn, brought up, nnnn," Anaconda
ordered. Anaconda dropped several more turds into the bowl until he was
finished leaving a large mond.

Attendants helped him to his feet. They drew a gold color silk lounging
robe over his hulking arms and shoulders and tied the sash in a loose knot
on his belly. Anacoda's cock had lifted with a full erection that brought
it almost horizontal. He waddled over to the mirrored wall to admire his
magnificent self. He flicked his hair over a shoulder.

>From behind the flowing silk robe cascade from the shelf of Anaconda's
gigantic ass. His long wavy hair hung down to it. He was still admiring
himself when Jadel was brought to him. "heMs Maximus, your secretary said
it was urgent." Jadel stammered.

Anaconda turned from the mirror so Jadal could see the tenting in the robe
caused by his erection. "Does this not look urgent to you?" He said. Then
he pulled the sash to untie the loose knot and the robe fell open. Anaconda
slipped the robe over his massive shoulders, down his fat arms and let it
fall to the floor. He crooked a fat finger to Jadel beckoning him near.

Anaconda pinned Jadel against the mirror with his oppressive weight and
kissed him. Jadel felt Anaconda's hard monster pressed into his crotch. "On
your knees," Anaconda ordered and Jadel with his back against the wall slid
down the mirror onto his knees.

The fearsome monster loomed before him. Anaconda took it in hand and
slapped Jadel's face with it. "Jack me," Anaconda ordered. Jadel took hold
the monster and began to slowly masturbate it. "Mmmmm," Anacondo
hummed. "Harder." Jadel speaded his actions. "Oooh yes," Anaconda
kooed. "make me come."

Anaconda placed his hands against the mirror and watch his reflection in it
while Jadel masturbated him. Oh God, Anaconda though, I'm so fucking
sensuous, and the thought made his cock even harder. "Mmmmm, Jack me," he
moaned. Then, a minute or so later blurted out, "oh fuck I'm going to cum,
open your mouth."

Jadel opened his mouth and Anaconda shoved his giant cock in it. He pumped
his massive hips nearly choking Jadel. Then he pressed it deep and screamed
in ecstacy as he came hard down Jadel's throat. Jadel coughed around a
mouth full of cock.

There was enough cock shoved down Jadel's throat for Anaconda's huge gut to
nudge against his face.  Anaconda hadn't as yet released him. And Jadel
didn't need to wonder why for long as he felt a sharp jet of hot pee invade
his throat. Jadel coughed and pee escaped from his mouth as Anaconda
emptied his bladder.

Then, finally finished, Anaconda backed away letting Jadel collapse to the
floor on his hands and knees. Jadel whimpered like a baby. He'd almost
choked. And then he'd almost drown. Anaconda laughed. And then with a wave
of his hand dismissed the pethetic whimp. Jadel had to be helped from the
room by Anaconda's assistants. He'd cum in his panties again and had more
explaining to do when he got home.

A few more days passed before Anaconda bothered again with Jadel. They'd
had a few drinks at the bar before going to Anaconda's apartment in
midtown. Anaconda had worn a beige suit jacket over a tight green mini
dress. His panties and bra were a shiny beige color. His stocking nude
tone. His high heel shoes were a soft brown suede.

Anaconda's eye makeup was heavy as usual. His lips and nails earth
tone. His long platinum blonde hair was in a sexy kink curl set. Anaconda
looked hot and had caught a lot of admiring, perhaps even some shocked,
glances while sitting in the bar with his legs apart and his pantied cock
hanging out on display. And some were even more agasped when Anaconda had
waddled out of there with a hard on.

In the limo Anaconda had Jadel jack his monster cock through the penal
pouch sleeve of his shiny beige panties. So by the time they made it into
the apartment and Anaconda made Jadel lift his skirt, pull his panties down
and bend over the arm of the couch the obese bitch was nearly ready to cum.

Anaconda didn't even take it out of his panties. He just rammed his
gigantic cock up Jadel's ass so hard it made him scream. And then Anaconda
fucked him mercilessly. Anaconda didn't care about Jadel's distress or the
pain he was causing him. In fact it turned him on.

When Anaconda came through his panties in his ass Jadel was a whimpering
wreck. And When Anaconda didn't withdraw but pissed inside him Jadel all
but collapsed. Attendants had to practically carry him out of the apartment
and Anaconda laughed his head off.

Two weeks later Jadel was terminated. Sorry it didn't pan out. That's what
erked Penisa the most. It ate away at him. Then one day a week or two later
he happened to see Anaconda helped out of a limo and waddle his fat ass
into the bar. Penisa went in. He was going to give the fat bitch a peace of
his mind.

He walked in and there was Anaconda standing right in front of him, an
emence smug abberration of fat and cock in skimpy white dress. And Penisa
lost it. Instead of giving Anaconda a peace of his mind Penisa gave the fat
freak a swift kick in his gigantic balls. Anaconda folded and went down
howling.

Penisa was charged with assault and is awaiting his court date. In the mean
time, he's on a restraining order as far as any contact with heMs Anaconda
Maximus is concerned.

A few weeks after the incident Anaconda was sitting at his vanity getting
ready to go out with another boy-toy. He was in new lingerie that cost a
fortune. It consisted of an elegant black panties and brassiere set and
black seamed stocking with their elaborate lace tops pulled right up into
his crotch behind his balls. And six inch black patton stilettos.

The designer brassiere looked delicate with its black straps draped over
such emmence shoulders and the back strap across the expance of such a wide
back. Not to mention the elaborately laced chest pads set flat against his
deep broad fleshy chest.

The panties were drawn up high on Anaconda's massive stomach cover the
bottom half of it that rested on his lap as he sat in front of the vanity.
Though of intiment detailing with lace and bows the panties were of an
emmence size. The two inch wide waist band matched the detailing on his
stocking tops and brassiere.

Due to their huge size Anaconda's fat stocking clad legs were spread. His
elephantine genitals housed the panties penial pouch were another reason
why Anaconda had to sit with his thighs spread. His pantie covered cock
issued from under his belly to out past his thick knees.

Anaconda's beautiful pear-shaped face was heavily made-up. Especially his
alluring green eyes. Right from his perfectly contoured eyebrows to his
long thick eyelashes leaden with black mascara, eyeliner and eye shadow to
highlight them Aniconda's eyes looked seductive. His full pouty lips were
in red lipstick that matched the red nail polish on his long fingernails.

Anaconda was taking big bits of chocolate elclares and sips of heavily
creamed and swestened tea held by his servants as he decided what
excessaries to wear with the black paisley mini dress laid out for him. The
dress was 'mini' only in its length when Anaconda wore it. Laying across
the bed it looked like a ten foot long swath of black paisley material.

His long fine platinum blonde hair was down, his bald head
exposed. Anaconda is completely bald on top we're there is nothing but
smooth skin. The bald portion extends from his forenend to the crown of his
head where the area rounds out in a circular fashion about the size of a
coffee cup on the top of his head which doesn't extend too far down in
back.

His personal hairdressser was holding a fancy clasp against his bare scalp
on the bald portion of Anaconda's head. It was platinum with embedded black
stones. An attendant was holding a matching ornate necklace of delicate
platinum chaining and blackstones. Similar earrings, bracelets and many
fingerrings would complete his jewelry.

Anaconda gave his approval so that his hairdressser could go to work hiding
his bald area while making his hair look amazing. With a perfect virtical
part each side from behind the ears a three inch swath of Anaconda's hair
would be drawn up flat to his head and hooked into the sides of the T
shaped hair clasp. Another perfect part, this one horizontal in back an
inch below the bald area would be drawn up flat and clipped into the rear
of the clasp.

Hair then cascading from the clasp would be curled to match the curls of
the rest of his hair in back creating Anakonda's unique look. Having his
hair clasped so high on his head a large portion of Anaconda's forehead is
left bare. With his puffy cheeks and the heavy roll of fat around his neck
Anaconda's head appears to be pear shaped.

The hairdressser gently brushed out Anaconda's fine straight hair as
Anaconda admired himself in the mirror. He liked having his hair
brushed. Anaconda's fine silken tresses were exquisite and he charished
what little he had of them. He looked at his bald head and the thick roll
of fat on his neck. Even though bald and obese Anaconda thought himself
stunningly beautiful.

Anaconda had to pee and so relaxed the hold he had on his bladder and let
it flow through his panties into the carpet while the hairdresser continued
to fuss with his hair. When the hairdresser had finished Anakonda's hair
hung in long loose ringlets. Helped to his feet he turned in front of the
surround mirror to examine himself from all angles.

In his underwear with makeup and hair perfect and all his jewelry on
Anaconda look temptingly seductive. From the front Anaconda's enormous cock
draped over his massive balls in the penal pouch of his black panties and
hung past his thick knees. And the flat pads of his elegant black brasser
contrasted dramatically his immence fat chest.

 From the side Anaconda's monster cock issued from the heavy bald pubis
mound below his prodigious gut cascading over his balls and hung on an
angle in front of his knees in black nylon stockings. The fronts of his
heavy thighs rose upward on an angle to his belly. The backs of those
thighs rose upward and outward to Anaconda's monumental ass.

>From behind the back strap of Anaconda's black bra crossed his wide
back. The curls of his fine platinum blonde hair hung to the shelf of his
even wider ass. The seams of his dark stockings rose perfectly on an
outward angle. The seat of his vast black panties tucked into the crack
between two colossal globes.

Anaconda balanced himself with the aid of two attendants so he could step
into his dress. Two others helped him lift one foot then the other to bring
the dress over his stelletto shoes. They drew the dress up his colossal
legs and cock, over his wide hips, his enormous ass, stomach and chest. The
spegetti straps were drawn over Anaconda's massive arms and shoulders and
the Mini dress was zipped up on his wide back.

The spegetti straps didn't hide the shoulder straps of Anaconda's
brasserie. And a bit of the lace tops of the chest pads to his brasserie
showed above the low cut neck line. In back the dress's short skirt
cascading over his massive butt didn't hide all of the fancy lace tops of
his black stockings. In front the skirt draped off of his protruding gut
hid his bulging fat pubis mound, but hid none of his magnificent pantie
covered balls and cock.

With the luxurious bath, the pampering, hair, makeup and dressing it had
taken Anaconda hours to get ready. But looking at himself in the surround
mirror Anaconda knew his new conquest didn't stand a chance. An assistant
had been been standing patiently waiting for his manstress to acknowledge
him. "We have him," he told Anaconda. Anaconda nodded and thought, okay,
one stop to make before going out with his new boy toy.

Penisa was entering his apartment when they pulled a bag over his head and
threw him in the back of a van and took him to a vacant warehouse. They'd
duck taped his hands behind his back and his mouth. They'd secured his feet
to the ends of a thirty inch rod holding them apart so that he run
away. They pulled the bag off of Penisa's head just in time for him to see
the the black limo pull in and an assistant help Anaconda out of it.

"Hang on to him," Anaconda ordered. He moved close to Penisa with his great
bulk pressing upon him. Holding onto an attendant for support with one hand
Anaconda grabbed Penisa by the hair with his other. "You fucking bitch!" he
exclaimed. "My balls ached for two weeks.

Then Anaconda brought a foot wide knee into Penisa's demere balls, which
was difficult given Anaconda's size and weight and the impediment hanging
in front of his thighs. Penisa winced in pain. Anaconda kneed him again
making Penisa wail through his gag. "Let go of him," Anaconda ordered. They
did and Anaconda shoved him. Penis stubble backwards and fell.

With each hand taking hold of an attendant to steady him Anaconda kicked
Penisa repeatedly with the pointed toe of his stelleto as he shouted
obscenities at him. Winded from his exertions Anaconda shuffled the few
paces back to his limo. An attendant helped him climb in and the limo drove
away.

The end