Gala

Gala looked herself over in the full body mirror, marking off an invisible checklist in her head. She had done her makeup, especially her black lipstick. She had shaved every form of body hair before applying a moisturizer to make her skin incredibly smooth and soft. She was wearing a black bra that barely fit her massive tits, along with a one piece that was made of a black mesh that was somewhat see through, making her black panties very visible as they strained against her massive ass.

Gala started to play with her long hair as she checked herself out in the mirror. Her breasts, butt, waist, thighs, and hips all looked perfect as she gave her massive ass a firm smack in the mirror, causing it to jiggle wildly.

“God, I look so fucking breedable right now”, said Gala. Any guy would be completely unable to resist her.

“Hey, Gala, you in there?”, said a voice from outside Gala’s room.

Gala smiled, knowing that it was her little sister Bonney outside. She quickly put on her large yellow shirt which left one of her shoulders exposed and barely reached past her stomach. She opened the door to see Bonney standing there, she too had huge curves like her older sister, but due to her height they appeared smaller by comparison.

“Hey, sis, just getting ready to head out”, said Gala as she squeezed through the door and past her sister, putting some sway into her hips.

“I thought you wanted to get pizza tonight?”, asked Bonney as she followed closely behind.

Gala walked downstairs, stopping at another mirror to check herself out.

“Sorry, bon-bon, I’ve got a sixty-man tonight”, said Gala, referring to her record of banging sixty men in a single night.

“Since when do you do a raid?”, asked Bonney, leaning against a wall.

“A rave, bon-bon”, corrected Gala as she continued to check herself out in the mirror, “god, I’m so fucking breedable right now.”

Bonney rolled her eyes, she knew this was just how her sister was.

“So what am I supposed to do?”, she asked.

“You’re in charge of the house while I’m gone, you can do anything you want”, said Gala as she made her way to the front door, a sly smirk formed on her face, “who knows, maybe you could invite that boy toy of yours that you keep talking about~”.

Bonney blushed as she scoffed in response.

“He’s not my boy toy…at least not yet”, said Bonney.

“Well, I’m off, this ass needs to be filled”, said Gala as she ran her hand over her massive rear, “see’ya, bon-bon, don’t have too much fun while I’m gone.”

Bonney waved her sister goodbye as Gala walked out the door, having to walk sideways in order to fit because of her wide hips.

By the time Gala made it to the club, it was night time, meaning it was gonna be very popular inside. The second Gala walked inside the club, the eyes of all the guys near the entrance were on her. She removed her shirt, exposing her lingerie underneath. The energy of the club completely changed as Gala scoped the area, found her first target, and immediately got to work.

She knew her routine, approach a guy, offer herself to them, go to one of the private rooms, and then get busy.

It was nearing midnight and Gala had serviced over twenty guys and had made nearly a thousand dollars in profits from this night alone. Despite the sheer number of guys, Gala didn’t appear tired at all nor did she mind having half the guys…unloaded themselves inside of her. That’s what happens when you’re the leader of the Voluptuous Four and have a body of a Latina goddess.

“Man, that last guy had a fire hose, I didn’t think he would stop; not that I minded”, said Gala to herself as she stuffed another couple hundred dollar bills into her purse.

It was now time to find her next client, and as she looked around the club, her eyes zoned on one specific man, you, sitting at the bar, and refused to look away. There was a very clear detail about this man that made you standout from anyone else. Something about you did more than just catch Gala’s attention, it made her heart skip a beat. Was it your cuteness, your looks, the way you presented himself? Or was it because you were also staring back at her with the same love at first sight expression that Gala had. You both maintained eye contact for a while until you began to heavily blush and had to look away.

Gala took a deep breath to try and calm her racing heart down. She needed to know who you were and needed to talk to you. She flicked her king black hair, fixed her top which was straining against her massive breasts, and started to strut towards you. Gala walked to the bar, her wide hips swaying and bumping into anything or anyone that happened to be in her way. She passed by several guys without even giving them a glance, only focusing on you as you sat alone at the bar.

Once she made it to the bar, she leaned forward and placed her elbows against the counter top and propped her head up with her hands. Her breasts being squished against the counter surface.

“Hey, babe. Couldn’t help but notice you staring at me. Was there something about mommy that caught your eyes~”, said Gala, swaying her massive ass side to side as she waited for your response.