FIFTY SHADES OF FAT

by Summer Goldspring

  After an hour I decided to sneak out of the cabin to see if he was with that man again but he wasn’t.

  When I reached the same cabin it was a woman that Robert was having sex with. I was sad to see it.

  She was skinny as fuck and I was devastated! They were making passionate love, and I wanted to break the door down and strangle her.

  She was wrapped around Robert fucking him while he was standing. I couldn’t watch anymore. I was going to leave Robert. I made my way back to the cabin and started to pack my things.

  Robert suddenly came in back about 30 minutes later. I told him I was leaving him. He told me I wasn’t going anywhere without him.

  We got in the vehicle that night and he was driving. We didn’t say a word. I had no idea where we were going.

  The party was over. I picked up the wrong vampire. I broke silence and told him that the whole thing was a mistake.

  It suddenly started to thunder storm as usual. We drove down the road for 20 minutes, and Robert stopped the vehicle. He apologized.

  He looked into my eyes and sincerely apologized to me. Not all vampires had the power to influence. Robert just knew how to talk. I was terrified of him still.

  I was unusually turned on by him. He started to make advances on me and we started to have sex in the vehicle as it stormed outside.

  I was riding him while he sat on the driver’s seat; he sunk his teeth in my neck and got his fix of my blood. It felt like make up sex.

  He started to eat my ass hole out, while licking my pussy out. I must have squirted in his face and he loved it. I love sucking on his hard cock.

  Not all vampires could squirt, but Robert jizzed right in my face multiple times, his cum was nice and hot.

  I licked his cum and it was sweet, and spread it all over my fat boobs since there was a lot of it on me.

  When it was over we sat for a while and didn’t speak. I suddenly started thinking of what he did to me.

  He cheated on me, he grabbed my neck. I couldn’t get the thought out of my mind.

  Robert stepped out of the vehicle. The storm had stopped and he was getting some air. I thought about driving off but he had taken the keys with him. He was staring at the sky, maybe admiring the stars. I happened to look inside the vehicles compartment, and found a knife and a gun.

  The gun had no bullets in it. The knife was sharp and I took it for protection. Robert got back in the vehicle. I was wondering what I should do.

  I told him to never hurt me again. He grabbed-me by the neck, and called me a worthless human whore! I started to cry. He started to drive off. After he put on the radio and the classical music was playing.

  I didn’t know what to do. I was scared. I took the knife and held it tight with my right hand. I was furious.

  Robert was driving very fast and I plunged-the knife through his neck! He let go of the wheel to grab his neck. I pulled the knife out and plunged the knife his eye so hard it came out of the back of his head!

  I managed to get control of the vehicle as I killed Robert. The vehicle turned off into the field and luckily it did not roll over or crash.

  I stopped the vehicle. I collected as much blood as I could from Robert.

  I had filled a small container worth of blood and knowing that I was only supposed to take a teaspoon a day, I was determined to drop the fat on my ugly body. I ended up drinking the container of blood.

  I filled the container up again, again and again! Robert must have been completely drained. I opened the vehicle door and kicked him to the ground and put the knife back in the compartment. I drove off into the night.

  I had been driving for about an hour on a long stretch of road. It started to thunder storm. I suddenly felt high. I overdosed on the vampire blood.

  I went from taking a teaspoon to downing a wine bottle worth of blood. I was laughing hysterically! I just couldn’t stop.

  I suddenly couldn’t see very well.

  I was driving at top speed. I ended up turning onto an open field. Suddenly, I hit a cow-so hard that my head hit the dash board! I got up and my head was bloody.

  I had to climb out the back seat door.

  The cow must have exploded all over the place. The rain poured on me like a water fall and it felt great.

  I didn’t hurt anymore.

  I felt weak and decided to lay back on the wet muddy ground. I looked up at the black sky as the rain came down on me.

  I closed my eyes for a little while. I didn’t feel like getting up, I felt too comfortable on the ground with the rain on my face.

  I just wanted to stay there for a while. I closed my eyes, and I felt so sleepy. I was numb all over, it felt good. Everything was peaceful.

  I suddenly got up in an upright position.

  My eyes were only closed for a second and it felt like forever.

  The rain still poured and lightning lit up the sky. I stood up on my feet and I grabbed what I could and got out of the vehicle and decided to abandon it since it was better to leave the past behind me.

  I decided to cut through a dark forest which was nearby. The rain started to die down.

  The moon was full in the midnight sky, looking down the darkened creepy forest.

  Trees were rustling softly, and a lake sparkled in the moonlight. I managed to use the lighter I found in the vehicle and set up a fire to keep me warm at night.

  I heard a strange noise in the forest, and it was very spooky. A man approached behind me.

  He greeted me, and asked if I was lost. He had brown eyes, was tall, and had a nice a nice smile. He looked like a hunter since he had a rifle with him, and some green fatigues.

  He seemed to have a dark soul, deadly, and I was wondering what he wanted. He had three big scars that ran down his face.

  He was polite and I still found him creepy but sexy. He sat with me and we spoke. He said he was a hunter and said that I shouldn’t have been out alone in the dark forest.

  I noticed right away that he wasn’t a vampire. I asked him his name, but he just looked at me and smirked. He was secretive and mysterious.

  We spoke about life and then he insisted that he stay with me till morning. He had a bottle of whiskey that we both shared and got a little buzzed.

  The fire burned all night and this hunter who remained nameless put the moves on me. He must have been desperate.

  We sat next to each other by the fire. He started to rub my neck and he moved his hand down to my ass crack. That made me wet. We started to kiss, and we fucked like wild animals by the fire. For a human he was pretty impressive.

  He was a savage.

  Mist flooded the forest in the morning, and there was no sun in sight.

  A dark figure emerged from the fog, its eyes holding a murderous look. It was a vampire.

  The vampire lifted his head and approached us. Everything was silent. The hunter told me to stay put. The vampire spoke. “Leave this forest now. You are not welcome in these parts.” He said.

  “We ain’t going!” said the hunter.

  The hunter grabbed his rifle and shot at the vampire, but the vampire kept coming.

  The vampire just smiled, and was fast to grab the hunter’s throat. He tore out his Adams apple from his neck and blood was gushing everywhere, including my face.

  The vampire looked at me and demanded I leave or he would kill me too.

  I ran like the wind! I managed to get back into the vehicle and I sped off and reminisced.

  My life was always a rollercoaster. I never really thought the expression, “money can’t buy happiness”, was true. When I was younger, just by observing the people around me, I saw when people would get money, or even win the lottery; they had a big smile that would spread across their faces.

  Whenever I would see that smile and a person’s face light up at the sight of money it would make me believe that I had proved the famous expression wrong.

  Vampire blood made me happy. I was able to reflect on life more and look deeper into things and part
icularly into people more than I was able to do years ago. My family was going through hard times because of the failing economy.

  I started to form an idea that maybe I should start selling vampire blood to all the fat women out there and even men if they were interested.

  I could have made it rich. It was going to be tough since I was going to need a supplier.

  I remember being younger when the economy was doing well and waking up to decent meals for each of my sisters and I.

  We used to believe that all of that junk, brought in because of money of course, were the best part of waking up on Christmas, our Bdays or any special time of the year.

  Of course all of those toys and crappy items would have made anyone happy; however looking back it would only have made them happy if it was given to them by somebody who bought it for them with love.

  Ever since the recession came along, my family hadn’t had quite as much to spend as they used to. When my sisters and I woke up on Christmas day, and even though we knew we didn’t get exactly what we wanted, we were still happier than we ever were. It would have been nice to wake up to vampire blood.

  All of us mostly felt this way because we woke up on Christmas together and for that, we were happy and couldn’t have been happier.

  I knew some rich ass people who had everything a child or someone older could ever ask for and a massive house with expensive decorations, and they came to our regular sized, common home and they were actually jealous.

  I was never sure why that was. They told us how they would have given anything to live in our home. I was actually appreciative that my family didn’t have all that money to spend because when you did, it was easy to lose sight of what really mattered in life.

  To me, money was not what brought happiness, it’s the people who you were surrounded by and the love you received from them.

  That was the ultimate happiness to me. Of course money could have made it easier to find happiness and peace, then again there was no worrying about how you were going to buy groceries, pay any of the bills, or pay for a doctor’s appointment.

  If you didn’t have a family or friends to share your riches with then the money meant absolutely nothing. Life was about sharing.

  One day a while back I had an interesting encounter.

  It was a pleasant day at the park, birds were singing, the sky was pretty and everything was beautiful. Even I was having a good time, which I rarely did, all because of my parents sucked.

  They tortured me for every small mistake I did. I would get grounded constantly. I wanted to tell them to drop dead. I would not have even dared to tell them that or they would have ripped my hair out, slapped me out and put hot spices on my tongue while being told to get on my knees for an hour.

  Anyways, I was having a good time when suddenly from out of nowhere, someone called out my name. “Emma..” said the voice. The voice was cold and had some kind of deepness to it.

  I turned back and I saw a fairly young man sitting on the bench with a book with him. He invited me to sit next to him.

  Being curios like I was, I sat with him. I did not want to go but I felt as if the deep cold voice pulled me towards him. I was aroused. I made it to him and sat at a considerable distance.

  The conversation went well and at the end he left me with a note in my hand.

  When I started going towards my home I remembered how strangely attracted to him I was. I soon got home and went to my room. It was a crappy year.

  My house was filled with this foul smell all year long. I never knew what made the house stink so much but I never dared to ask.

  My parents did not like me very much. Anyways, I got to my room and I opened the note. Astonishingly, I found a number.

  I did not know whether it was a prank or something but I needed to check it out.

  So I dialed the number and pressed the Call button. From the other end I heard the same deep cold voice. It said in the same manner as before ‘Emma..’ the man said.

  I swallowed my fear and replied “Yes?” He said to meet him tomorrow at the beach, at 7:00 pm.

  The next day I dressed up, applied a little perfume and gave my face a little touch up. I made my fat body look slutty.

  I looked like a hooker with my skanky black mini skirt and glass high heels. I was about to leave the house when my mother yelled from the back.

  “Where are you going you fat ass!? You haven’t finished the dishes yet!” she yelled.

  I honestly hated doing the dishes. One time the dishes had mold growing on them cause nobody did the dishes for days.

  So I just ignored her and went off. I was thinking about the stranger all the time and then I reached the lovely beach.

  It was a 35 min walk from my house and I was exhausted. Then I saw him sitting there on the beach with the same clothes as the other day. I reached him and we spoke like there was no tomorrow.

  The sky was getting dark and it got really cloudy.

  I told him that I needed to go to my house because I would get beaten up severely if I was late. He asked me out again the next day, this time at the amusement park. I ended up giving him head because I was easy.

  His name was Troy and he lived just up the block. Several months passed and I fell in love with him.

  I could see that he was equally interested in me so I decided to make the first move and admitted that I was in love with him.

  He did not wait or think a second and admitted that he was in love too! We had sex constantly.

  He had a handsome face and nice smile. His eyes were dark blue and he had wavy brown hair. He had this long scar that ran across from his right eye to his neck. It was actually cool looking.

  But I never cared that he wasn`t perfect because it was the first time in my whole life I felt that someone cared for me and I was fat so I could not complain.

  He told me to meet him at his house. I had never been there. We always went to a motel to fuck.

  The next day I was at his house a little early and he asked me to get myself a beverage while he would freshen up.

  While he was in the bathroom freshening up I sneaked out to his room. I remembered that whenever I asked what he did as a hobby or what he did in his free time he would quickly divert the topic.

  I entered the room.

  It was full of maps, pictures of different horny naked women and some equipment. I was quite surprised to see all that but I did not see any reason for him keeping these things.

  I heard the tap being closed. I needed to be fast as he would in a matter of minutes be out of the bathroom.

  When I opened the drawer I saw a bunch of files kept in there. He also had child porn of little boys! I was horrified! I started flipping the pages and in a matter of time I understood the whole set up.

  I almost vomited. He had pictures of himself and a young boy posing together. His name was Steve as I could see.

  Steve looked about fifteen. Steve did all kinds of things to prove to Troy that he was the real meaning of his life. In one of the files it says ‘I did all I could to prove myself to him, but I guess that was less. So now I will take it to the next level’. And then he would silently kill other boys in order to show Troy that he was the ONLY boy he cared about, and as far as I was concerned I was his next victim.

  I felt like I was being used.

  He already had planned out how to kill me and who to kill after he had killed me. I ran out of the house screaming for help.

  I ran and ran an abandoned house. It was a big house and by big I mean really huge! I understood everything but at first I just took it as a joke and laughed hysterically.

  It helped me calm down. I was about to be killed and I was trying to save my own life and others.

  I was apparently Steve’s next victim, and there he was standing in front of me laughing as if this was big joke!

  I slapped him hard and was about to speak when someone started banging the door! I was all freaked out but he casually reached the door and opened it.


  It was Troy. He came inside. The second I turned my back I heard someone fall. I knew it was Steve.

  I looked back and Steve was lying dead with a dagger stabbed at his back. He turned pale. Steve was a vampire!

  I ran towards the door to close it but Troy was already there waiting for me. I ran to the second floor while I took a hammer I found as a weapon.

  While going upstairs I saw Troy with his long dagger and heard his cold voice saying “You weren’t supposed to know about my fetish you fat bitch!” Troy yelled. That gave my spine a disturbing feeling.

  I ran upstairs as fast as I could and then hid behind a bed.

  I could hear him coming upstairs cause his blade was constantly scratching against the railing and suddenly there was dead silence. Then the doors creaked open and his blade examined the golden naked man statue that was kept there. “I would cut you from the crotch and rip open your body so that your intestines fall out you fat fucking fat whore!” Troy yelled.

  I was terrified and my hair stood up, way up! I looked terrified as I knew I was dead. The room was quite huge.

  While Troy was searching for me on the other end I somehow managed to sneak out of the room and from the corner of my eye, I saw Troy throwing a knife at me.

  I dodged it but it pierced my arm. I cried out in pain. I was helpless. I had to run or I would be dead. But I started running downstairs. “Don’t leave me sweetheart! I haven’t put my hard cock in your fat ass yet you cunt!” Troy yelled.

  I ran towards the door and found it was locked. Then I saw the keys. I was shaken to the core. I knew we I was trapped and this could be my last breath ever. Beside me laid Steve already dead.

  I remembered the power of vampire blood and I licked as much blood as I could off the floor. That was not the time but I was desperate still.

  Even if my life was on the line I didn’t care.

  Troy took out a gun aiming at me. He was missing on purpose to scare me.

  It was too easy for him to just shoot me. The bullets were frequently just missing my head. I was praying to god for a fast death as I took cover, then suddenly the sound of the gun fired, it echoed in the air.