Pool Shark RP

Trevor It was late at night, and Trevor had just so happened to have came and stumbled across a bar, where the smell of beer and sounds of pool cues hitting the ball have just occurred here. It was also there that I had saw a girl wearing a red bra-like shirt and jeans who had happened to look *a little* pudgy.

Arina is at one of the tables near the back. She and a couple of rough looking men are standing around the pool table. With a smirk, she leans down and lines up her next shot. A crack is heard as the stick strikes the ball. The last remaining striped ball on the table is knocked into a pocket. She then lines up a shot on the 8 ball. With what appeared to be hardly any effort she sinks it, much to the dismay of the others. "Well it looks like you owe me a beer," she says with a friendly grin. One of the men hands her a mug and they all storm off angrily.

Trevor The girl he noticed happened to look like quite an expert at that. Was she an undefeated champion? He'd say so.

Arina chugs the beer before slamming the now empty mug on a nearby table. She gives her chubby belly a pat, causing it to jiggle slightly. "Ah yes. That's gotta be one of my favorite beers." She looks over to the stranger in the doorway eyeballing her. "So are you gonna stand there slack jawed or did you plan on doing something more interesting?"

Trevor Noticing the girl having noticed her, he replied while walking to her, "Sorry. Couldn't resist how plushy you look~"

Arina chuckles a bit. "Well I appreciate the compliment but if you want anything more than a passing glance you're gonna have to earn it. For starters you could try being a gentleman and buy a lady a drink." She nods to the bar.

Trevor "Another beer?" So this lady wants another beer? Doesn't she ever get drunk? Nevertheless, he walks over to the bar and places a 10-dollar bill on the table. "Barkeep, lady needs a beer. Make it a larger mug!"

Arina takes the much in hand. "That'll do." With her other hand she jabs at the fox pup with the pool stick, not hard enough to hurt though. "No I ain't pregnant. I just enjoy my beer is all." She laughs, making her chest jiggle in her top. She puts down the pool stick and takes a seat at the bar. The wooden stool creaks audibly as she does so.

Trevor sat right beside her and got a nice look at her large belly, and as his eyes wandered upwards, a glance of those boobies were a sight to behold~ How he would kill for a feel... probably.

Arina restrains herself from rolling her eyes. She watched his gaze wander over her body. He seemed harmless enough, though. Maybe she could oblige him a little, perhaps even turn it to her advantage. Now that was a thought... She downs the beer in her mug and turns to face him. With a grin she leans closer to him, giving him a good look at her ample cleavage. "I can tell you like what you see. I may actually let you get more than a look, but it'll cost ya. What do you say?"

Trevor "Hm." Her offer sounded tempting, to say the least. More earning, huh? "In money, or do you have any other ideas?"

Arina sits straight again. "For a room and a couple of kegs you might just be able to tempt me into said room." Her voice gets a bit quieter. "But try anything too funny and I'll put ya through the wall."

Trevor had to admit, she sure did sound quite intimidating, which prompted him to gulp. "Your wish is my command, miss." He pulled out his wallet, and took out a twenty-dollar bill. "Yo, barkeep! Couple kegs for the lady!"

Arina turns to the bartender as well. "And a room. On this guy's tab." She stands up from her place at the bar. "They'll deliver the kegs to the room. Shall we go then? I'll let you lead the way."

Trevor "Please do, my lady." He replied as he got up off the stool.

Arina follows him to one of the bedrooms in the place. The kegs were already delivered and stood by the large bed. She plopped down, back first, onto the bed, her chubby body sloshing with the movement. She folds her hands behind her head as she relaxes. "Alright. I'm all yours."

Trevor rubbed his hands together like a fly, sporting a rather large grin on his face with perverted intentions. "Ooh, yeah~" Walking towards the woman, his hands began the job with her chubby belly, letting his hands do quite the work before going to the breasts.

Arina oohs softly. "Ah that feels nice. Keep doing that."

Trevor continues to do his work on those tits. Damn, they're so round~

Arina is enjoying the attention to her tits. "I'm feeling a bit thirsty. Could you be a dear and hand me the hose for one of those kegs?"

Trevor "Will do." His hand reached towards one of the kegs, and his other hand descended down to her belly. As his hand grabbed the keg, he motioned it towards her.

Arina takes the hose and begins sucking on it. She puts her hands back behind her head as she drinks.

Trevor had saw her drink the keg from a hose. Wow. Clever. His hands would then keep to her soft belly. "Oh my. You're so plushy. It's from those beers, isn't it?"

Arina nods. She drinks deeply from the hose. Her belly almost imperceptibly grows a bit as she drinks her fill.

Trevor "Wow." He grows impressed by how well she can handle her liquor.

Arina grins around the hose as she continues to drink. Her eyes slowly close as she relaxes.

Trevor continues to rub her whole body, loving how it felt in his hands.

Arina shifts her weight in the bed a bit, causing her massive and growing beer gut to wobble. An audible sloshing can be heard from her swollen belly.

Trevor heard the sloshing as he rubbed her body. "Those are some real nice sounds~"

Arina sucks down the last of the beer in the keg before pulling the hose out of her mouth. "Ahh that hit the spot. I'm glad that you're enjoying yourself as well."

Trevor "Can you make some more sounds~?" He offered with a wink.

Arina reaches out and pulls his head to her belly. With her other hand she pushes it back and forth, causing the beer inside to slosh around.

Trevor hears the sounds going on. "Damn~"

Arina releases her grip on his head but continues to shake her belly. "I'm still rather thirsty. Could you hand me the hose for the next keg?"

Trevor took the hose that was hanging from another keg of beer and stuffed it right into her mouth.