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When you helped Christina up onto the merry-go-round, she was her spritely, curvaceous self. You were about to join her, when an old carnie woman tapped you on the shoulder.

"I know your deepest desire, deary!" She cackled. "And it's your lucky night as I'm feeling VERY generous.... one spin, two spin...THREE!" You smiled awkwardly and turned back around, ignoring her.

You missed your chance to get on the merry-go-round. You watched Christina as she passed you by. With every turn, she seemed different. The old lady's words rang true in your ear... your deepest desire...Oh fuck! Three spins and the merry-go-round came to an abrupt halt - mechanical error. You saw Christina - no wait... Chrissy (you'd always called her that) having trouble getting off her horse. Now you think about it, how did you get your gorgeous 300lb BBW girlfriend up there in the first place? You remembered groping her ass fondly as you pushed her up there. You helped her off with huge effort. But she was worth it. "Where to next?" you asked/ "Oof, a growing girl like me needs something sweet. Let's hit the candy floss stall!" she smiled and pulled you in for a deep, long kiss.

You never thought about the old lady again. Too distracted by your hot and heavy date, who could blame you?

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