As Turner sits down on Dustin's bed the bed creaks and the base crashes to the floor causing Turner to fall
backwards making it impossible to get up, kind of like a turtle on it's back.
Dustin takes advantage of the situation and pulls Turners over sized pants and boxers off. Ty at least made
Turners clothes fit the new Turner.
Dustin leaves Turners 10xl shirt on and uses it to pull him up onto Turners lap. The massive legs pushing
apart Dustin's own legs trying to wrap around Turner's body.
Get off me!
Not a chance big boy.
Get off me now!
As Turner protested Dustin wiggled himself inside the folds of the behemoth eventually working himself into
Turner's crotch. Eventually finding a wet spot and a hard spot in the mounds of softness.
I said get off me. Turner said less insistent than he had before.
Feels good.
Get off please!?!
Dustin just wiggled himself deeper and eventually found the prize. Dustin's arms rested on top of Turner's
belly as he wiggled himself deep inside the folds. Dustin's wiggled and wiggled until he saw Turner's eyes
roll back in his head and a nice warmth fill Dustin's ass.
Oh yeah. Dustin said. Even at his size this was quite a work out and he passed out in a seated position in
Turner's folds. Turner was also spent and passed out just like Dustin had.
They were both excited and embarrassed by what just happened.