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Super Sized Spy Secretary 2
🕑 Added 2020-08-22 03:12:44 +0000 UTCElizabeth was at FBI headquarters, working on creating a low fat diet and a workout schedule. A few weeks ago, she had managed to help bring down an infamous mob lawyer by gaining a large amount of weight playing up to his attraction to oversized women and now it was time to start the arduous process of slimming down again. But as she was putting the finishing touches on her exercise routine, her direct superior came to her desk with a crime file.
"Hey, Liz." Her superior said. "We've have a new undercover assignment for you."
"Already?" She asked.
"We have a lead on a money launderer connected to multiple criminal empires. A man named Michael Marko." He explained. "We discovered a disposed laptop connected to illicit trade dealings with trace amounts of DNA on it, but we can't act until we know it belongs to Marko. Tomorrow, we need you to go to a club he's known to frequent and obtain a sample of his DNA."
The next night, Elizabeth was sent undercover to a local upscale nightclub and restaurant, filled with people dancing to live music and ordering overpriced food. Once there, she casually walked around until she found her target. Marko was sitting at a VIP table, waving goodbye to three women who were sitting alongside him. Elizabeth immediately took notice that his departing female companions were each almost as big as she was. Was this why she was chosen for this mission? Was she being pigeon holed into being a honey pot for fat fetishists?!
She had no time to stew or be outraged at this realization of her career as Marko turned his eye to her and beckoned her to his table. Keeping her composure, she waddled over while displaying an bubbly and eager personality and squeezed herself into the chair opposite him.
"Hello, my dear." He said . "You're new around here. What's your name?"
"My name is Liz." She said with a flirty tone. "I just moved to this town and I heard this place is a great place for food and dancing."
"A girl of your bodacious size shouldn't be overexerting herself on the dance floor. You should be sitting back and enjoying the dishes available by this fine establishment." He said. Elizabeth tried respond by saying that she was actually planning on dieting but he just shushed her before she could get a word out. "I know the food here is rather pricey but don't worry, I'll take care of the bill. Waiter! Bring this fine lady a meal worthy of her size."
Within a few minutes, every dish on the club's menu was in front of her with Marko watching her intently. She was hesitant to break her new diet or give in to the role her bosses was trying to push her into, but she couldn't blow the mission, and besides, the aroma of the meal in front of her causing her belly to growl so loud it was overtaking the club's music. For the good of the assignment, and her appetite, Elizabeth spent the next two hours messily stuffing her face like a hungry pig while Marko looked at her with the eyes of a hungry wolf.
As she ate, she thought of ways she could complete her mission. She had hoped to get a used straw or napkin, or maybe a half eaten piece of food with his saliva on it but he was clearly only interested in seeing her shove food down her maw. She pondered the situation and realized a way to get more than enough genetic material from him. Upon finishing the massive feast she sat back, belched and rubbed her massive, full belly while glancing at him with a manufactured look of attraction on her face.
"I should give you a proper 'thank you' for buying me such great food." Elizabeth said seductively. "Is there a place around here where we can be... private?"
"Say no more." Marko remarked with a grin. "I'm a major investor in this establishment and I keep a room in the floor above this one for occasions such as this."
He led the stuffed and sluggish Elizabeth upstairs to a private, highly furnished bedroom with sound proofing foam on the walls. In it contained a massive bed and two large fridges that Marko kept full of junk food for his obese conquests. He quickly took off his clothes before slowly peeling the tight party clothes off her Elizabeth's bloated form, giving her jiggly frame plenty of squeezes, pinches and slaps as he did so.
"You just rest on the bed and let me do all the work." Marko said lustfully and boastfully. "Just let me put on a condom and II'll give you the best night you've ever had."
"Oh, no need." Elizabeth explained, as she lazily fell back onto the creaking bed. "I'm on the pill so feel free to go in hard and raw."
The horny Marko eagerly accepted the proposition and immediate climbed on top of her supine form. One good thing about Elizabeth's huge size was that her vagina was covered by a thick layer of flab. So when the white collar criminal thought he was penetrating her, he was actually pumping deep into her sweaty, moist undercarriage. For less than five minutes, he humped and grinded into her fupa and hidden belly rolls, with her faking gasps and shrieks of euphoria. Soon, he shuddered and she felt multiple loads of warm, thick and sticky fluid shoot onto her skin. He let out a false scream of pleasure while he pulled out and flopped next to her on the mattress.
"Well, that was fun but I have to be going now." She said hopping out of bed and quickly redressing.
"So soon." The exhausted Marko asked.
"Yes well, I have get up for work in the morning but I'm sure I'll see you again." She said as she clumsily walked out the door.
Marko's semen would stay safely lodged in the fat covering her crotch until she could get home and scrape it into an evidence bag. After the labrats ran DNA tests to match the laptop to Marko, the FBI could go after him in earnest.
