Title: "Got any snacks?" Author: fetish-the-menace Pastebin link: http://pastebin.com/kURqnxe0 First Edit: Sunday 30th of August 2015 11:12:30 PM CDT Last Edit: Last edit on: Tuesday 1st of September 2015 07:02:49 PM CDT You reach over the side of the couch and pull up a party sized bag of Cheetos.   Tree Hugger licks her lips and moans.   ”If you want these, you have to come and sit on my lap.” You pat your thighs.   ”K,” she says.   She lifts her heavy form up and makes her way over to you, her large round plot just barely brushes against your face.   She sets herself down on you a little too sudden, knocking a grunt out of you.   She lays her back against your chest, and rests her head on your shoulder.   You feel weighed down and trapped by her, but you enjoy it.   She looks up at you with her calm, mellow eyes, waiting for her treat.   You rip open the sealed bag, and dig your hand inside, you get a hand full of the orange junk food and then present it to her mouth.   Tree Hugger allows you access, and you cup your hand over her mouth, and you dump the Cheetos in her mouth.   She chews slowly while moaning, making sure she enjoys every bit of them before swallowing.   You repeat the process again, and again, her chest changing to a shade of orange from the crumbs and cheese powder that fell from her mouth.   You place the bag between your thighs, and with your free hand you start rubbing her large lumping belly.   You rub in slow small circles while feeding her handfuls of cheesy baked snacks.   You push your hand into her fat and watch how deep it sinks.   She finally finishes off the whole bag, her stomach gurgling in satisfaction.   She lets out a belch, the smell of digested Cheetos fills the air around you.   She then eyes the hand you fed her with, colored orange with cheesy powder.   You indulge her by sticking your finger into her mouth.   She licks it clean. You send another finger in, and two more, then you slowly push your whole hand into her mouth. She sucks on it, tickling your palm with her tongue.   You pull your hand out, and rest both hands on top of her belly.   She looks up at you with her mellow eyes, and her powder covered face.   You lean forward to give her a kiss, and she share the aftertaste of her cheesy snack with you.   You part lips, and she nuzzles your chin and then rests against your neck, while looking at you with the face that she knows you can’t ever resist, and says, “Got any more?”