A MAXIMUM BADONKADONK SPINOFF!!
Featuring: Phoebe aka Ms. Consensual in 2 parts!!
Cameo: Rashida Sikes
** The character appears beginning with MAXIMUM BADONKADONK CH. 10 throughout the rest of that series.
Stats: Phoebe -34DD (NOW: 36GG)-26-38 (28 years old)
Rashida Sikes-38C-29-62??
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FIVE MONTHS LATER
"Oliver."
"Consuela is off the grid due to one of her many son's catching a case that I'm probably going to have to shoulder. Now we're both in concert about the shitty Bentley person and the mention of his name at this stage in my wife's pregnancy elicits a violent reaction. I'm obviously not equipped for that noise and well, its time for you to take responsibility."
"Hey man I hear you but I need to let you know..."
"No you don't; fella you've got to hold the bag this weekend because I've had enough of this shit. It's been horribly inconvenient having Phoebe in this state and suffice it to say, my love life has taken a noticeable dip. I'm getting together with my man along with Cedric and Deidrick at a lovely little wooded cabin this weekend; you can probably guess what's gonna be happening there so I won't bore you with the details."
"But Oliver man; I've gotta tell you..."
"You'll tell it to me in child support court if you don't get out of my Mercedes and take care of your baby momma. You'll have everything you need and uh, maybe you could engage in some sex if you don't mind. Phoebe's absolutely incorrigible in that regard so much so, that I've worried for my safety. My wife is as horny as a goat and you're gonna do your job as her weekend concubine or there will be consequences." I got out with my tote.
"You don't wanna fuck your wife Oliver?" I decided to be snarky in my own right.
"Very funny you bum; AND TAKE THIS FUCKING BAG!!"
Oliver flared up going nearly falsetto as he tossed my camera bag from his driver side window. I had to go low to catch my stuff as he put the car in reverse backing out of his driveway. One of his hands was outside the window giving me a one finger salute.
"You pretty bitch." I commented gathering up my stuff noticing the front door was slightly ajar.
It'd been a few months since I'd seen Phoebe and quite honestly we were drifting apart helped along by my increasing hours and responsibilities at work and school jointly. We'd texted a few times, but I hadn't seen her in a minute so I was understandably anxious not knowing how she would take my sudden appearance.
My eyes settled on the doorbell noticing it was cherry red against the white painted door frame. It looked like a nipple making me chuckle as I pushed it.
"I'M NOT COMING OVER THERE; IT'S UNLOCKED LET YOURSELF IN ASS WIPE!!" I did a doubletake for a moment before trying the door handle finding it was indeed unlocked. For some reason, I found myself knocking as I stepped a foot inside.
Phoebe was sitting on the couch looking me in the face.
"Did you ring the doorbell and then knock?"
"Yeah."
"So is that what the kids do at the special school; or is it some kind of motor reflex thingy for full grown tards?"
I did a doubletake at the uncharacteristic insult noticing her eyes seemed smaller, more beady while the rest of her face remained as I remembered it albeit a bit fuller and rounder. She was wearing this billowy baby doll top that did an admirable job of hiding her five month bump and what looked like some oversized Capri pants that stopped at her calves.
Phoebe was just as cute as ever with her hair pinned up. She had this bushy looking fluff atop her noggin.
"It's been five months and I suppose you just came by to take a peek at my fat bloated ass like, going to the fucking zoo, right?"
"No."
"Then why-the-FUCK-are you still standing by the damn door like an idiot? You think I'm gonna bite you or something? Is that what you think moron, huh?!! OH LOOKIT HERE, HE'S GOT HIS FUCKING CAMERA BAG TOO!! So, you run out of girls or something, huh pervert? Think you're gonna shoot some PREGGO porn for those pathetic incels who watch your dumbass shit online motherfucker!! You wanna show your nerds my hairy pussy NIGGA?!!"
My camera bag hit the floor next to my tote as I stepped inside kicking the door closed with the back of my foot making it slam loudly.
There was a laptop on her glass coffee table which I noticed had a taped up fracture in its surface. There were multiple containers of food mostly takeout surrounding her laptop and more than a few odds and ends. These dimples appeared at the corners of her mouth signifying her intense hormonal anger spiking.
"God dammit Phoebe." I took off my jacket tossing it over my shoulder as I power walked to the couch.