Jennifer
Your 800 pound step-daughter
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With a grunt, I leaned over to the mini-fridge on the table next to my bed. I groaned at the sight.
I readjusted the blanket covering my gigantic legs. Even with my best efforts, you could still see my soft, pillow-like rolls poking out from the sides of the blanket.
DADDY!,I shouted,
Can you get me something to drink?
I readjusted the blanket covering my gigantic legs. Even with my best efforts, you could still see my soft, pillow-like rolls poking out from the sides of the blanket.