Kassandra Hawke RP

☯ Trevor ☯ Once upon a time, in Albuquerque, Texas (a fictional town which is actually a mixture of New Mexico and Texas), Trevor was taking a visit there, hearing talk of a certain mercenary whilst exploring, but so far, the only details he heard were 'blonde', 'beautiful', 'chubby', 'cute', and 'dangerous'. If pressed further, one nickname was sure to make her be recognized... The Big Boned Belle of the Bullet. But what was her name?

Kassandra Hawke was at a local pub/tavern/whatever, having quite the serious discussion with her employer, occasionally taking a drink out of a clear, tall mug. She clearly impressed him, shock filling his face

☯ Trevor ☯, wanting to know more of this 'big boned belle' by encountering her, decided to start his search. His first clue? A pub. Trevor headed there to look for the mercenary.

Kassandra Hawke the man pulls out a thick stack of hundreds, sliding it across the table

☯ Trevor ☯ gave a surprised expression by looking at the money stack. "Whoa. Imagine if I ​made that kind of money.” he muttered, walking inside the pub, eventually finding a big boned... blonde... dangerous cutie. This was indeed Ms. Kassandra Hawke. Trevor slowly approached the woman, so as to not make her suspicious of any threat. "Are you the Big Boned Belle of the Bullet?"

Kassandra Hawke  motioned to the other man to give her a moment, as she pulls at her shirt, making a boob, wobble forward, slips the money in between bra and shirt, letting it snap back, wobbling her breasts further. She shakes the man’s hand.

☯ Trevor ☯ "God, she looks so sexy." Trevor said silently so that she wouldn’t hear.

Kassandra Hawke apathetically turns around on her stool, her giant pillowy gut pouring over her massive thighs, her giant breasts like icing on an adipose cake. "Ugh... I have no clue who started that, but yes... I suppose so." She says nonchalantly.

☯ Trevor ☯ let out a long gasp as to whom he just found and encountered. "It's... It's really you. I've heard talk of you from the people of Albuquerque."

Kassandra Hawke laughed. "You don't get a name with the prefix "big boned" for nothing"

☯ Trevor ☯ let out a small chuckle and took one look at her figure, making her argument valid. She had quite a humongous belly that was spilling on her thunderous thighs that were as equally thick as her earthly butt. Her boobs, spherical and giant, indeed, were quite a sight to behold like the rest of her figure. "Heh~"

Kassandra Hawke”so what brings you here, besides to stare~"

☯ Trevor ☯ "Well...” Trevor began, "Hearing talk of your expertise with firearms, and your storage of them, I was hoping if I could... tag along with you and eventually learn the ways of the firearm with you."

Kassandra Hawke looks over to her "bar buddy" putting a chubby hand to her mouth. She swivels back, giving you an unintended side view of her giant belly, boobs and ass. "People just... Do this? Walkin up to populars asking for internships?"

☯ Trevor ☯ "Of course... I could just tag along and all." Trevor said, delivering her an alternate offer.

Kassandra Hawke she swivels back, her belly wobbling. "Sure" she laughs "I’ll entertain your request." She pats a stool next to her, her arm wobbling.

☯ Trevor ☯ climbed onto the stool and stared at her belly. "Hm. Your belly looks big and..."

Kassandra Hawke”what... Restricting?"

☯ Trevor ☯ "Soft~"

Kassandra Hawke laughs, sending more ripples throughout it. "That too"

☯ Trevor ☯ watches it jiggle, smiling. "Jiggly like an ocean~"

Kassandra Hawke  "woah there buddy... Calm down"

☯ Trevor ☯ cleared his throat. "Sorry bout that. Happens when I'm around big chicks."

Kassandra Hawke laughs again, “I think I surpass 'big'

☯ Trevor ☯ "Heh... Pleasantly plump, right~?"

Kassandra Hawke "more like Obscenely Obese" she chuckles

☯ Trevor ☯ chuckles along with her. "So, you got any missions planned?

Kassandra Hawke "I was just signing a mustache with this lovely fellow, she says, throwing him a cheeky grin. "If you wouldn't mind"

☯ Trevor ☯ "Ooh, a contract." Trevor said.

Kassandra Hawke turns away from the inquisitor, her giant, and oddly none sagging, voluptuous ass turned towards him. Her pants perfectly highlight each cheeks soft, plush roundness. She finishes up after a minute.

☯ Trevor ☯ was enjoying the view of her giant ass that was in his view. Wow... so big, and earthly. How he wishes he could have a feel of that~

Kassandra Hawke whirls around again. Heaving her gut with her, and places her hands on her meaty thighs. "As long as you don't get us killed" she pauses, smiling "you're in."

☯ Trevor ☯ "I won't." Trevor assures, "I'll be as quiet as a mouse, quick as a bullet..."

Kassandra Hawke "sadly, the closest I'll ever be to being as quiet as a mouse is if I sat on one." She snorts.

☯ Trevor ☯ "Heh. You're funny, Ms. Hawke."

Kassandra Hawke "nobody likes an ass kisser... Well, the metaphorical ones anyway" she says, jumping off of her stool. Her belly hits her thighs with a soft slap, jiggling wildly. Her breasts wobble back and forth, undulating with the impact.

Kassandra Hawke snickers to herself

☯ Trevor ☯ hopped off the stool also. "...Who said I was?"

Kassandra Hawke "sure, honey." She says, casually. After a shift into a more excited tone, she walks towards the exit, surprisingly nimble for her size.

☯ Trevor ☯ followed her jiggling XXL fat to where the target is. "Heh, I so can't wait for my first mission."

Kassandra Hawke sighs. “Not until you've done it..." She says, walking outside to her drawn carriage, obviously too big to sit on a horse alone. She climbs in, leaving very little room for a passenger.

☯ Trevor ☯ decided to hop right on her lap instead since he was petite in weight (and almost height) compared to her.

Kassandra Hawke laughs, Trevor sinking into her immense gut and thighs a bit. "Tight squeeze, I'm sorry" She lets the driver know we're ready to go.

☯ Trevor ☯ stares at her belly, nuzzling onto it as he does.

Kassandra Hawke blushes, "don't get too comfy there"

☯ Trevor ☯ lies right onto her belly while they rode to her target.

Kassandra Hawke sighs. "You may rest for now, cause I am pretty soft"

Minutes later...​

Kassandra Hawke the carriage comes to a stop. She waits for the man to slide off of her belly-seat.

☯ Trevor ☯ did slide off and landed on his feet.

Kassandra Hawke jumped out, returning to the back, as tradition

☯ Trevor ☯ stretches. "Mmph! Ahh!"

Kassandra Hawke stretches a bit, though it's no use. She opens the trunk, pulling out a long rifle, and opening a large assortment of other weapon boxes

☯ Trevor ☯ heads to the trunk and starts to look at the weapons boxes for a short bit before following her.

Kassandra Hawke "your pick” she says, slinging the rifle over her shoulder. She then takes two revolvers and puts one in between each of the spaces between her bra and her shirt. She takes to subs and holsters them at her almost impossibly wide hips, as they squish into the ample adipose.

☯ Trevor ☯ had packed a Desert Eagle that he took out of the box and a couple extra clips just in case, and an AK-47 with a couple extra magazines. Those are for reloading. "Heh."

Kassandra Hawke sighs. AKs were overdone. So unoriginal. Damn causal. She picks up a few extra clips for her MP5s, another for the Mk47 on her back, and a few for the colts.

☯ Trevor ☯ But don't worry. He packs an extra F2000 and a Glock for backup, but holds the Glock and the Desert Eagle with both hands, holstering his F2000 and AK on his back. "Ready for action."

Kassandra Hawke pulls out a tiny super soaker, and squirts his face with it. "My deadliest weapon"

☯ Trevor ☯ was squirted with the super soaker. "C'mon. This is a contract we're s'posed to do."

Kassandra Hawke sighs. "Fine" she breathes, almost comedically pulling out of the trunk an M134D. She closes it, and starts walking, carrying the behemoth with a surprising amount of strength.

☯ Trevor ☯’s eyes widened at the sight of the minigun. "Oh... my... god. You are so ready to raise hell."

Kassandra Hawke "isn't she beautiful?"

☯ Trevor ☯ "And deadly." Trevor replied. "Gives me anticipation for some action..."

Kassandra Hawke walks up to the property gate. a loudspeaker vibrates to life.

☯ Trevor ☯ "?" Trevor's attention focused to the loudspeaker while keeping his Glock and Eagle in hold and his guard up.

Kassandra Hawke a whiny, but deep at the same time type voice barks "look, just fuck off. Unless we get the money, were taking the building."

☯ Trevor ☯ "Taking? Humph. We'll see." Trevor said. "The only thing you'll be getting is a brain full of lead supplied by my two friends Glock n' Eagle.”

Kassandra Hawke nervously looks up to the loudspeaker. "Ha-ha, my partner here is just having a bit of a laugh. We mean no such thing. We just want to talk." She shoots him a look. Good job having them jump us before we even enter the premises

☯ Trevor ☯ "I was just... practicing my lines... Never mind. That was a joke!"

Kassandra Hawke facepalms. "Ugh. Fine. One mishap and we'll be hanging your bloated corpse as a trophy, Hawke. I know your kind." She sighs, hating this rat already

☯ Trevor ☯ spins his pistols behind him and decides to act natural. "Man, an action guy, ain't I..."

Kassandra Hawke mouths "s t o p t a l k i n g"

☯ Trevor ☯ zips his mouth shut. Yeesh. What's with her?

Kassandra Hawke the gate opens as she lowers the gun. The guards are all wearing black bandannas, as well as various get ups. Some bandannas had bloodstains, others looked clean. She walked in, radiating a more Regal presence, as the guards and various men gave her wide body a wide girth.

☯ Trevor ☯ walked in with her, looking around the place and the men in them.

Kassandra Hawke they tried to psyche the man out, eager to keep shooting after he was cold on the ground

☯ Trevor ☯ kept a face of courage...although he was a bit scared. He just wanted to impress Kass... Is that too much to ask?

Kassandra Hawke looked around the open space, seeing the main factory building looming in front of them. Various tents and camps were scattered along the open concrete, grass sprouting between the cracks. Can fires littered the place. It was like a small army, roughly housing a hundred men.

☯ Trevor ☯ continued to look around at the men, keeping the face as if he was one of Kass' bodyguards... not. So the men want a little fearlessness in them, huh?

Kassandra Hawke they reach the main doors, Kass kicking one open

☯ Trevor ☯ opened his eyes in surprise, the eyes also craving for action... and a chained need to kill.

Kassandra Hawke yet more walking was ahead of them, as they walked down a long hallway. A door labeled "management" was half open, with A guard on each side. One nods at Kass as she walks in. It was a civil nod. Not all these men craved blood. She was glad one of these men shared her mindset.

☯ Trevor ☯ took a look at the men before preparing himself for the long walk down the long hallway to the management room, forwarding ahead behind the leader... for a surprise attack.

Kassandra Hawke they reach the door and she walks in. "Long time, hasn't it, Douglass." She says, smiling at a man sitting behind the managers desk. He looks up,' five o clock shadow adding to the grimy appearance.

☯ Trevor ☯ decides to step to the side and eyefully watch the conversation.

Rick Douglass coughs, spitting. "And why the hell did you take all your precious time to pay me a visit?" He says, a vile grin spreading across his face, like a cancer tumor spreading across its next victim.

☯ Trevor ☯ continues to watch. Hands on the pistols. No sound. No word. Patient for the time to strike. Patient for action.

Kassandra Hawke sighs. "I was hoping I'd never see you again. Look, just take your men out of here. Shit's not good for the both of us."

Rick Douglass leans back. "Yeah. And what do I get out of moving. Not like I can get YOU back." He spits. "Because you've let yourself become disgusting."

Kassandra Hawke "that's why you have no chance, Rick."

☯ Trevor ☯ ​'The chance to prove myself. My body's waiting...'​, he thought.

Rick Douglass sighs. "Fuck you, Kass. You always were a Fucking stickler. GUARDS" he screams

☯ Trevor ☯ ​'The chance! Has it come?'​ His fingers were close to the triggers, but not that close. Now to wait for Kass' cue...

Kassandra Hawke footsteps rush outside, as Kass pulls a Bowie knife out from her belt, thrusting it between the man’s eyes. If that wasn't a cue, then she didn't know what was

☯ Trevor ☯ That’s it!​ Trevor freed his hands out from their prison and opened fire on one of the guards. Boy that felt good. Thanks for the cue.

Kassandra Hawke kicked the door open, knocking a guard or two backwards. She opens fire, the minigun spewing

☯ Trevor ☯ opened fire with the glock while holstering his eagle and drawing out his F2000, raising semi-automatic hell with Hawke! Yes... YES! The sound of gunfire! The smell of gunpowder! The sight of blood! C-Could I be going crazy?

Kassandra Hawke grimaces, blood whipping onto her face and chest

☯ Trevor ☯ "Yes.... Die! DIE!" Trevor said as he continued to fire, not forgetting to reload.

Kassandra Hawke kept on walking, the muzzle flash lighting up her face

☯ Trevor ☯ had treaded behind Hawke, opening fire against the men. Her bulkiness provided cover.

Kassandra Hawke stopped, realizing the men were starting to retaliate... Finally. She ducked into a perpendicular corridor, firing her last rounds.

☯ Trevor ☯ ducked in the opposite cover and holstered his Glock and F-2000 to make use of his AK-47... With ACOG sight. Darn you, Call of Duty.

Kassandra Hawke dropped the bulky weapon, aiming her subs around the corner

☯ Trevor ☯ Many bullets later, they walk out of the property, Trevor having actually grown proud of his progress.​

Kassandra Hawke groans, having a few nicks, and a bullet wound right through one of her thick, redwood sized thighs.

Kassandra Hawke "Fuck!" She expresses, limping. She turns to Trevor. “Do you have any medical experience?" She asks in a begging tone

☯ Trevor ☯ nods. "Yes!" Trevor hastily charged towards the carriage and checked for a medkit in the back. Bingo! He hurried back to Kass, opening the medkit and applying isopropyl alcohol to the wound, carrying a small tissue and holding it to her thigh, applying pressure on the wound. "Hold still..."

Kassandra Hawke "this will help for now, I guess." She says. After a while they clean the wound a bit, they get in the carriage and head to her home, a large cabin, secluded in a heavily wooded area

☯ Trevor ☯ hopped off the carriage and headed to the cabin.

Kassandra Hawke limped after him, reaching the door, she opened it, heading straight to her bed, which was upstairs in the loft. This bed was custom made to accomadate her size... and weight.

☯ Trevor ☯ "Need any help?" Trevor hurried over to Kass and placed his arm on her back like a soldier carrying his wounded comrade.

Kassandra Hawke "fuck" she murmurs, kicking off her boots, and pulling her pants down. Her breathing is erratic. “I think it's still in there"

☯ Trevor ☯ "Kass, don't worry. Couple more days, and that wound will be gone in no time." Letting all his pervertedness aside from seeing those bare thick thighs jiggling from those pants being pulled down. "Lucky I came with all my medical experience, huh?"

Kassandra Hawke "you don't get it! It's still in there!"

☯ Trevor ☯ "STILL?! Then that means... you'll have to wait until it heals! Fuck..." Trevor cursed.

Kassandra Hawke lays back, sighing. Her hand seeming minuscule compared to her immense thigh

☯ Trevor ☯ "Kass... Sorry I almost screwed up at the beginning."

Kassandra Hawke laughs, drawing a sharp breath at the end. She pats the bed beside her, motioning him to lay with her. "It's okay. Rookies mistake"

☯ Trevor ☯ went over to lay with her. "All or most rookies learn from said mistakes."

Kassandra Hawke "I never doubted you wouldn't" she says softly, drained

☯ Trevor ☯ nods. "But in the end, you taught me... the ways of a mercenary."

Kassandra Hawke giggles. "Stop being so poetic about it!"

☯ Trevor ☯ "Who said I was?" Trevor winked, but it was playful, not romantic.

Kassandra Hawke never assumed it was romantic. There was no romantic context to build off of in the first place

☯ Trevor ☯ rested her chin on her thigh. "You were badass with the minigun. It takes an expert to hold that." He flipped himself over so that he was perpendicular to her and laid his head on her belly.

Kassandra Hawke was too tired to care, as his head sunk into her plush doughy gut

☯ Trevor ☯, taking advantage of this, would go for a poke on her thighs, but that would aggravate the wound (possibly), so he slowly... sensually... gently caressed.

Kassandra Hawke was a bit weirded out, but shrugged it off, closing her eyes

☯ Trevor ☯ continued to caress her soft, meaty thighs. ​'Ohh.. so soft and thick.'​

Kassandra Hawke fell into a SLIGHT coma, trying her best to numb the pain.

☯ Trevor ☯ "Hm?" Trevor stopped massaging to check on Hawke's condition.

Kassandra Hawke was simply in a deep sleep.

☯ Trevor ☯ decided to lift her head off her belly and give her body the sensual caress; starting with her giant breasts, progressing from her large belly, and down to her thick thunder thighs and booty.

Kassandra Hawke didn't stir

☯ Trevor ☯ God, her body's soft as a pillow. Trevor's hands paid the most attention to her boobs.

Kassandra Hawke slept peacefully

☯ Trevor ☯ starts making her boobs bounce up and down.

Kassandra Hawke snores, her giant breasts wobbling

☯ Trevor ☯ Ohh, baby.​ Trevor's hands then go down to her thighs and butt as his head nuzzled her breasts.

Kassandra Hawke can't even remotely feel the groping hands around her crotch

☯ Trevor ☯ That's okay, because he was having fun~

Kassandra Hawke her heavy breaths sounded peaceful

☯ Trevor ☯ enjoyed rubbing her breasts and thighs the most out of her whole body.

Kassandra Hawke didn't feel a thing

☯ Trevor ☯ tries turning her over so that he can see that butt~

Kassandra Hawke weighs like 600 lbs. all Trevor succeeded in doing was pushing on her thigh. A lot.

☯ Trevor ☯ pants as he tries to turn her over, but to no avail. Oh well… back to the massaging.

Kassandra Hawke almost by magic, she rolls over onto her belly, scratching her almost nude ass absentmindedly

☯ Trevor ☯ stopped for a minute to gaze at her absolutely glorious, obscenely huge, perfectly round booty.

Kassandra Hawke each cheek was roughly the size of a bean bag chair. It was almost impossible

☯ Trevor ☯ got down to sensually massaging Kass' booty.

Kassandra Hawke didn't feel his hands squeeze handfuls of her soft, squishy bottom

☯ Trevor ☯ was enjoying the booty the same way about the thighs and boobs~ Boy, Kass is so soft!

Kassandra Hawke felt a slight touch on her rear. Probably nothing

☯ Trevor ☯ Kass' opinion doesn't matter to him at this moment; what matters is that he never wants this moment to end~

Kassandra Hawke is lifted from her slumber from a particularly hard squeeze

☯ Trevor ☯ was too busy enjoying Kass' butt to notice.

Kassandra Hawke snaps awake, whirling around

☯ Trevor ☯ immediately stopped his massaging, knowing that Kass might wake... which he did.

Kassandra Hawke rolls over, Yawning, unaware of his actions

☯ Trevor ☯ went over to stumble in his sleep.

Kassandra Hawke looked at you, her belly wobbling from her movement

☯ Trevor ☯ was actually not sleeping; he was faking it. Opening one eye, he said to Kass, "Hello. How did you sleep?"

Kassandra Hawke forgetting he was still here, she jumped a bit. "Alright" she rubs her eyes

☯ Trevor ☯ "How'd you sleep?"

Kassandra Hawke”not that good" she says, as Trevor knows why