“U-uhh, alright...” Jason stammered, fiddling with the buckle of his belt, “No turning back I guess... uhh... god, why are these things always so hard to take off...”
“Take your time, we got plenty,” Janet said as she pulled down her shorts, “You should take your shirt off too. I wanna get a good look at what I’m working with.”
“Ahh,” Jason sighed as his pants fell around his ankles, “O-okay...” Jason complied with the suggestion and took his shirt off. He stood there in the booth in just his tighty-whities, getting appraised by a giant ham planet that smelled like sweat and all manner of sewage. To make matters worse, he was suddenly experiencing a NARB in his crotch, which she was probably going to mistake for arousal. Damn you, No Apparent Reason Boners. Well, at least it might make lessons go smoothly.
“Oh my god, you’re so much cuter naked!” Janet squealed, “Look at how soft and small you are! Really betrays that big rock it looks like you’re hiding in your briefs! Could we get a better look at it?”
“Y-you sure?” Jason stammered, “I-it’s nothing all that impressive.” Nonetheless he pulled his underwear off and revealed his erect member. He supposed it was probably pretty average, about 5 1/2 to 6 inches long with a bulbous pink tip and walnut sized testicles. He even had the idea to shave his bush in preparation for when he finally introduced it to Chloe. He wanted that moment to be special, but here he was in the middle of the arcade, the only thing hiding him from the outside world being three walls and a curtain. The elephantine slob he shared this space with was now the least of his worries.
“Hmm, jeez, you really are a neatnik,” Janet observed, “You shaved all your pubes away! I think I remember Chloe mentioning that she likes the manscaped look, but I’ve always been more of a wild bush girl myself. Aside from that, you’re pretty on par with the other little guys I’ve played with. Actually it has a cuter head than most, and not too many veins. Not bad, Jay-Jay!” She giggled, causing her thick flesh to ripple slightly.
Jason was mortified. He did not want to be in this situation with this disgusting parody of Janet Beals. What if this experience ruins him and he won’t be able to get it up when he finally gets to Chloe? It wasn’t like he had a choice at the moment, so the only thing left for him to do was give himself up to the whims of the universe and let it do with him as it may.
Besides... he supposed for a fat sack of literal shit she was probably sexy... She was one of the most popular girls in school in his old life, so he supposed that would hold true here with the ogre version of her. Even looking past her globular gut and sagging boulder breasts and pillowy bingo wings, her fat face was still kind of pretty... as pretty a face smeared with food grease and possibly lady cum could be anyway...
Oh god, was he going native?
“Alright then short stuff,” Janet started, “Your first lesson is how to properly eat a girl out. You’re going to lick my pussy until I squirt fish juice all over your face. I’ll teach you how to do it as we go along, alright?”