"And I'm Layla."
Suddenly, I heard the wood creak. "I'm Gretchen," I heard from behind. I turned around to find an enormous girl. She must have been 6 foot 7, and wide as a door. I wouldn't be surprised if she was well over 400 pounds. She had medium length, blonde, curly hair. She had a cute, chubby face. But she came charging at me and gave me a big hug. Being that my head was at her chest level, my face was suddenly buried in the largest breasts I have ever seen. She was wearing a fairly low cut top that revealed mountains of cleavage. Each breast had to be significantly larger than my head. Her powerful arms were now wrapped around my torso and upper back. I could not move, and I could feel the oxygen in my lungs slowly leaving. I tried pushing away, but all I was doing was sinking my hands into her massive breasts, kneading them. I felt so helpless in her arms. I could faintly hear the phrase "You're such a cutie!" though it was heavily muffled. My head was slowly sinking into her cleavage, with my head becoming entirely wrapped by her boob flesh. I could feel my feet leave the ground; this monstrous woman was now lifting me in the air with her bear hug! It was clear she could break me in half if she wanted to.
And then, she plopped me out. Dazed beyond belief, and still held tight in her grasp, my head fell on top of her breasts. "I love you!" she said. With one had still supporting my body in the air, she pulled my head back with her other hand and gave me a huge, wet kiss. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see my wife giving an absolutely disgusted look. A man walked into the house.
"Oh, is this the boy!? How do you like him, Gretchen?"
"I love him daddy! He's perfect, I'm going to love him forever!"
He chuckled. "Aw that's great hun. Why don't you take him upstairs and get to know him better. I'm Hans, by the way, her father. She just turned 18 and is so excited. Eighteen!? This eighteen year old made my wife look like a child. She heaved me over her shoulder and marched me to the stairs. I was surprised they didn't give way. All I could see was my wife's face looking incredibly worried.
She closed the door behind her. I could hear everyone else talking downstairs. "So, Gretchen. It's good to finally meet you."
"I have been waiting for you for forever!" She gushed, dropping me on the bed. As she walked, her breasts bubbled and rippled. It was actually intimidating. Now I could see the rest of her as well. Her mid-section was wide beyond belief. Each thigh was twice as thick as my entire body, at least. Despite her size, everything was smooth. She was definitely fat, but somehow, toned at the same time. Incredibly thick would be a nice way of putting it. She was wearing short shorts, and her ass could barely squeeze through a door. She edged her way onto her bed, which groaned in protest. "Come here baby boy. Give mommy a kiss."
I did as I was told, crawled towards her. She was on her knees, and at her height, I legitimately had to climb up her chest. I felt her hand on the back of my head and I was thrust into her lips, face first. It felt like she was sucking the life out of me. Her tongue wormed her way into my mouth and dominated it from cheek to cheek. Even her mouth was huge. She lifted me up slightly and placed me on her thigh, tongue still in my mouth. Her massive thigh was like a bench. I couldn't help thinking about what sex would be like with her. There was no way my penis could do anything to this monster. I was average sized, but she was no average girl. "You're such a sweet baby boy!" she said, pulling away for a moment. "Tomorrow we'll be married, and then we can be together forever!"