Friday the 13th Porn Parody (hyper, futa on female, cum inflation)

A bus screeched to a stop.

With a groan the large vehicle lowered itself, the doors automatically opening and extending outward. There was a momentary pause before a single figure stepped out onto the sidewalk and into the afternoon light. Shouldering the luggage she was carrying, the young woman turned and waved at the driver in thanks before the doors closed and the bus took off once more. With a backpack slung over her shoulder, the top of it lifting a bunch of curly brown hair that draped over her back, and a suitcase weighing down her arm, the tanned girl surveyed her surroundings, her eyes wide, a large smile filling out her thin lips. Studying the few buildings in her vicinity, she perked up at the site of a small diner just a stones-toss away and quickly bounded towards it.

The sun was high in the sky, a gentle breeze cooling down the non-descript town, providing a breath of relief from the midday heat. This slight wind ruffled the burdened woman’s blouse as she made her way to the eatery, the orange material billowing out from her chest - her chest which was quite large. Her choice in clothing looked unfit to contain the two huge mounds sticking out under her chin, each one a good couple handfuls in size. The top cut off above her stomach, showing off a small expanse of thin, bronzed skin. A pair of black shorts that looked as tight as they possibly could be clung to her wide hips and rotund backside, which shook and jiggled with each step she took, her brown-boot-clad-feet clopping against the concrete loudly. 

Entering the diner, a bell jingling above her, the voluptuous woman stopped before making her way further in, taking in the layout of the establishment and the people in it. It was pretty normal in every regard, several booths lined against the windows and a few tables scattered about. An older woman was wandering around on one side of the counter and taking care of the customers sitting at it, everyone pausing what they were doing and taking a moment to look at the stranger who had just entered the diner; most were burly or older men enjoying their late breakfasts and cups of coffee. She gave them all a smile as the waitress moved towards the end of the counter closest to her.

“Hey there honey,” the heavy-set server half-yelled over, “take a seat anywhere and I’ll be with you in a minute!”

“Thank you!” the young woman replied warmly, “But I’m actually not here to eat, I’m headed up towards Camp Cloudy Lake!”

“Oh yeah?” One of the large men asked, swirling around in his stool to look at her, “Steve finally managed to open that place up?”

“I guess so!”

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