We are best friends in college. It’s a bit of an odd couple situation, with me as the quarterback of the football team and you looking… like you. But it’s one of the many things that worked so well about our relationship. Just two friends who really, thoroughly understand one another. We enjoy the same things, laugh at the same jokes, and have the same reactions to events happening around us. It’s a match made in heaven. You’d be the ultimate girlfriend, if only you didn’t look… like you.

You’re not ‘ugly’ per se… you’re cute. There are tons of guys who would love to take you to bed, I’m sure. I think maybe ‘homely’ is the word? I don’t know because I don’t do books. But you’ve got a lot of extra weight, and I am the captain of the football team. I’ve got an image to uphold. You’ve caught me staring at your truly enormous tits a few times, but I’ve never made a move, or given any other indication that I’d be interested in you.

Which is a shame, because you know that you can give me exactly what I need.

You’ve heard all of my stories about the chicks I smash, and you know that I just can’t seem to find someone who can give me what I crave. The cheerleaders give good head, and the sorority girls like threesomes, and the band nerds let me fuck them in the ass, but there just hasn’t been that one perfect fucktoy that knows how to really satisfy me. The kind of woman who would get slapped in the face and beg Daddy for more. The kind of woman who acts up on purpose so she can get punished. The kind of woman who submits to me wholly and completely, but only once I’ve earned it. I need just enough of a chase, but I need the reward to be more than worth it. And none of these stupid hoes seem to get that.

But you do.

If only you could get me to see you in that light. If only you had the chance to show me that you could give me what I need. If only you could convince me to look past your size and into the depraved, slutty soul beneath. You are just so sure I’d never want anyone else.

But how is this to be accomplished? What strange machinations are required to enlighten me? Maybe if you could find another woman, bring her to me, and convince me to let you join us, then I’d see you as the slut I so desperately desire… And if it doesn’t work the first few times you try, maybe you should keep at it, bringing me more and more women to satisfy my lusts, all while you’re the one who truly brings me to completion.

It’s so crazy, it just might work.

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Hey, y’all. My name is Andrew.

So this prompt is a bit of a perverted twist on a rom-com trope. It’s not too far removed from a She’s All That kind of situation, except instead of finding a beautiful woman hiding behind a pair of glasses, I find a nasty cumslut behind a few extra pounds. And instead of that happening throughout some convoluted plot, it’s when she brings me a variety of women to fuck, hoping I’ll see her as the true one for me. If that’s something you’re interested in, then please shoot me a message.

One of the hottest things in the world to me is creativity. I love a writing partner who is able to add new and interesting ideas to our collaborative story together, so if you’ve got any changes or recommendations you’d like to add, please feel free to let me know!

My kinks are good storytelling, huge tits and asses, breeding, cuckquean, anal, BBWs, incest, threesomes, DDlg, light watersports, dominance, rough sex, lots and lots of dirty talk, light BDSM, public sex, and humiliation.

My limits are scat, vore, gore, animals, and feet.

I look forward to hearing from y’all!