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g dead in his tracks. His jaw
dropped and his mind went numb, overloaded by the scene in
front of him. Cherri was laying on their bed propped up by a
bunch of pillows, holding the feeding tube front the Auto-
Chef in one hand. And Erika Sawajiri was giganticly, enormously,
STUPENDOUSLY FAT! Erika Sawajiri smiled at his amazement. "I decided
that since I had the time I'd go for goddess status. Do you
think 1800 pounds puts me in that category?" Brian opened his
mouth to say something, but nothing came out. His mind was
reeling, unable to take Erika's all in at once. He shut his eyes,
then opened them again. Erika's face was still beautiful, except
it was slightly sunken under a mantle of flesh that flowed
downwards, completely hiding Erika's neck under multiple chins.
Erika's upper arms and shoulders were covered in thick rolls of
fat. So thick that he doubted Erika Sawajiri could bring Erika's hands to
her mouth. Erika's breasts were huge, bloated balloons. Each
mammoth breast hung to either side of her, flowing upwards
and away from Erika's chest. Brian estimated that they must be
over five feet in diameter each, crowned with nipples the
size of
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