🖤 🦵 THICC & Vulnerable 🦵 🖤 (F4A) (Goth Girlfriend Has Sore Thighs from Getting THICCER) (Salving Her Thighs) (Kisses & Cuddles)

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Excuse me, don't mind me, just waddling to the sofa. Oh, sweet relief. Hello, darling.

I'm facing the consequences of my own stupid actions, don't feel sorry for me. I know I put on weight, and I still chose to wear thigh highs with no salve between the thickness. I have no one to blame but myself.

Hello. Now it's fine, don't pity me. Because I don't deserve it.

What on earth was I thinking? You can't just put on 10 to 15 pounds and be like, oh, well, my thighs would be exactly the same space apart. No, they won't.

No, they won't. No, they aren't. No, they shan't.

And now they are red and sore, and it's going to take days for them to not feel like they're on fire. Because I'm a self-indulgent little goth who wanted to preserve her aesthetic, and look where it's got me. Red and roasting between the thighs, with no orgasm in sight.

At least then there would have been payoff. Well, yes, I would very much like a lap pillow, thank you. Even big-titted goth women like a lap pillow.

Oh. Stroke my bangs and tell me I'm mysterious. And witchy and weird and scarousing.

Scary slash arousing. Really? Really? Really, really with a spider on top? It'll be fine.

I just need to lay off the cookies, rest, and. .. Wear appropriate legwear.

Or thighwear in my case, because the bottom of my legs are fine. Damn you and your thickness. You have brought disgrace and redness to this body.

Or maybe not disgrace, but definitely redness and soreness. Hmm. Oh, I was waddling.

Like a duck. Because I thought I could suffer it for the aesthetic, and then I was like, oh no, I can't, so now I must waddle home. And shame.

Like a shameful waddling duck. Who might have hip dysplasia. Who might have hip dysplasia.

Not very prissy. I told you. With great thickage comes great responsibility.

As in if you don't put salve between these thighs, you are going to be on fire. And in pain, and annoying, and compromised for at least a few days. Which I am, so, you know, at least I can use the meme.

Well, if it isn't the consequences of my own actions. Coming to smite me on my inner thighs. Oh.

No, I'll go get it in a minute. I'm just pouting first. Here's the thing, I'm not naive.

Like, I knew I'd put weight on, so why did I just insist? I was like, I can still make this work. It's like, mm.

You were already pretty thick to begin with, miss. What did you think more thickness would do? I am.

I am getting down about my thickness. No, you don't have to do that. Hey.

But you're my lap pillow, you have to stay. Thank you. Fine, as long as you come right back.

Because I'm feeling vulnerable and thick. Hurry, please. I'm a little less mysterious and a little more hold me.

Yes, please. No, you don't have to do it. Okay.

Ah. Ah. So much better.

Ah. Ah. Ah.

Why am I so silly? Like, for God's sake, woman, just wear some trousers, but they didn't go with my outfit, so I was like, no, I can't. And now I am aflame.

With thighs of scorched thunder. I didn't say it was a bad thing, it's just. ..

I am thicker, so it's like, you use your head and wear appropriate clothing so you're not in pain. I would love some more self, please. All of the self.

All of the self. Smear my thighs like I'm a bread roll. And now my thick ass is thinking about bread and butter and.

.. Why is food so fucking good? It's just so creamy and loving and calming and relaxing and it just makes you go.

.. Thank you for selfing me. And not calling me an idiot or fatty or.

.. Basically not being a dick. I know you say that, but I really shouldn't take it for granted because it's not.

There are so many dicks in this world. Just really relieved you're not one of them. You know those people that's like, I'm not being rude, but it's like.

.. You have to start the sentence with, I'm not being rude. I don't really want to hear the rest of it.

Well, I have a choice. I can either get a little bit less thick. ..

Or. .. I can put on this bloody self before I go out.

I should probably lose the weight to be honest. You know, for my stupid heart and liver and organs and. ..

Function. But I hate exercise so much and I love bread and butter so, so much. And it's so easy for that scale to get tipped in a slightly unfavourable way.

Aww. I'm not just saying this because your hands are between my thighs. I really, really love you.

Because you're just you and you just say whatever you want to do, love, and it's just like, fuck, yeah. You're just. ..

I just, I don't, I don't know how to say this without sounding like a dick. You just talk to me like I'm a person instead of. ..

Just a stupid internet speech where people are like, oh, she's let herself go or. .. Used up or expired and it's like, what? What? Have you ever spoken to another human being? Because I don't think you'd like it if people spoke to you that way.

Or maybe that's the reason, maybe it's just this horrible chain of being awful to each other and I just don't want to be a part of that. So thank you for not perpetuating that in our relationship. I very much appreciate it.

I don't know, I don't know. I don't know what it is about you, I can't put a word to it, but you are just not a dick. And you smell really nice and you let me lay my head on your lap and you rub my thighs, I'm not even in a sexy way, just in a, it's okay, baby.

And it's like, yes, fuck yes, all the way yes, forever, just stay here. With your hand on my thigh and your good intentions and the vibe that you will not hurt me. It is incredibly metal.