Paag Asian Tiktok Thot Bleached

Toby, a 34 year old virgin, was browsing the net one night when he found a reddit post with a list of his favorite kind of tiktokt fuckmeat. Asians. Fatass ones. Ones that clearly had more titflesh than sense. Stupid little chinks that would fund hobbies and bad habits long before becoming financially secure. And that was where he found his waifu he found his waifu. She had the cutest face, and the fattest ass. Plus, this one was SO stupid, she didn't block him immediately upon the first racist message! She was begging to be found, used, broken..

Hanami Hara was an E-Thot. There were no two ways about it. Yes, she had a loyal boyfriend who she loved. Yes she'd never cheat on him. But this lotus spent a lot of time showing the internet exactly how INdelicate her and NOT petite her asian body was. The ahegao japslut would cross her eyes, stick her tongue out, and drool out her nose for the camera, in a tight little crop top that showed off her 90 inch bust's cleavage (A lot of titmeat for a girl who wasn't even five feet tall), and then jump around, sending the fat-swollen shelf of breastflesh bouncing, teasing out her pink areolae, and start twisting her hips.

Her wide hips that flared out from her tiny little trim tummy, that begged to have big white hands gripped around them - to get her mochimeat LOUDLY clapping for the camera. Her asscheeks were not 'bubbly' - They were vast, palm-choking globes of prime-grade gook clapmeat. Each vast cheek protruded from the backs of her thighs, themselves inverted pyramids of meaty twerkflesh, and the perfect arching curve of the two spherical halves of her sumptuous platter of rumpmeat could be seen clapping together from the front - From the back, the way they protruded over a foot from the base of her spine and then curved around to meld back into her vast thighs, just looked looked positively unnatural.

All that's to say that Hanami Hara was an all natural pornthot goddess - Absolutely perfect goonfuel, when considered with her innocent face, narrow sweet eyes, and pretty, plush lips.

The gifts he sent were copious, and none of them valuable. He was giving her life advice, clothes advice, behavior advice, telling her to stick her tongue out more, make dumb nosies, increase the pitch of her voice.. All sorts of lurid things like that. Then the small condoms came, empty ones to tease her, XXXXL's, specially ordered. They were like wind socks. Then he started sending them FILLED. And lord did he send a LOT of jizz. The boxes were always so heavy, nasty, and one had a condom POP leaving her with a half full cardboard box full of the most potent, virile, viscious, disgusting baby-batter to ever leave a human's body.

Then finally he sent her a snap. Gooning that fuckstick, the disgusting, bent, mutated human cock that shouldn't be between any perverts legs, let alone one who was nearly 300 pounds, rolls of fat, sweat, an overhanging gut.. but no one would ever look at that at first meeting. Everyone would glance downward, due to the disturbing bulge in his slacks, his cock usually so fucking FAT it was outlined like a python pushing out any pants he ever wore!

Hanami hara's beautiful smiling lips were twisted in a grumpy frown - Into a childish, outraged pout, in the selfie she was currently taking- "Oh my God!! How did you find my snapchat... You need to stop sending me all these clothes that don't fit - And DEFINITELY stop sending me bundles of condoms! It's so disgusting! How do you even fill them all??? They get all chunky and yellow and nasty by the time they arrive. As for you saying you'd get my 'fapbait tits' around your 'goonstick,' I can reassure you that I'd never wrap my beautiful boobs around your nasty, stinky gooner cock! I hate that I even know what it looks like, with that nasty head, and weird curve... I'm never gonna massage those gross cock veins with my tits, okay? So stop asking."

The selfie revealed another fact about Hanami Hara - She was the most ludicrous ditz to ever walk the face of the earth. Having slipped a strappy spaghetti crop top over her sweat-dewed valley of peachy titmeat, Hanami had let her left nipple fall out... The pristine sight of which she beamed directly to her mystery benefactor and top donator's phone, along with her bratty message. Her innocent, klutzy persona was what made her so 'kawaii' and beloved by her fans - But it wasn't an act. This sexy little sushi platter was just straight up retarded - There was more energy created by the clapping of her ass than the firing of her neurons.

The lotus bimbette called over her shoulder to her darling boyfriend- "Hey honey - That CREEP's been messaging me again! Says he just sent me another bikini to try on... I already told him the last one is obviously way too small. He'll probably send me another... Euch... 'Cum tribute' again too... If only he wasn't my top donator, I'd block him straight away!"

Hanami's boyfriend Kiichiro called from the kitchen- "Sweetheart, you should just stop messaging this weirdo... Maybe change your PO box...? I guess that wouldn't really work - Ugh... What a creep..."

"What you don't like this dick?" Toby responded in text to her petulant outburst on voicenote, and took a snap of himself, this time, angled upwards. It was from behind his bulging, evil cock, showing it like a towering skyscraper in front of his pudgy body. He was in his gamer throne, legs spread, and behind him was something interesting. She finally saw the wall of monitors the perv owned. Had two ultra wide screens that were CRAZY expensive, and even had her video feed up from her latest stream in the corner going as he sent her his snap.

Toby was.. disgusting. Pudgy. Pale white. Hardly got sun. She could practically smell him through the picture. His shirt gray, sleeves tight to his huge arms, pitstains, gut stains, crease stains.. But it was hard to focus on much else but that creepy dick. It was unreal. He sent her pic after pic, closeups of his piss slit yawning open with jizz bubbling out. The girth of his dick being significantly THICKER than the giant energy drink on his unkempt desk. He had a cig burning, bong unclean next to it..

Toby growled into his phone, sending a voicenote. "Them tittys gonna suck this fat fuckstick and gonna feed you every drop outa my big balls. You gonna be callin' me DADDY soon. Make you my chink breeder bitch. Fill you with white bastards.." Toby's eyes narrowed behind his glasses, greasy hair over his fat head, sticking out his tongue.

Hanami responded with another photo, head leaning into her palm, pulling a disgusted face- She'd pulled her top back up, shoving her ludicrously fat breastmeat back into the tiny little pink top - Her nipples were still protruding through the fabric, and her areolae were teasing him over the white fabric edge of the top. "No, your cock is disgusting! Also, delete that snap, I accidentally showed my nipple. And by the way? No. My. Fat. Asian. Titties. Will. Not. Work. Your. Huge. Fucking. Goonstick. You're so gross! I'll never call you Daddy like some retarded little slut!"

Kiichiro cringed, hearing her from the kitchen. "What... What are you saying to him, honey?"

Ethot extraordinaire Hanami Hara called out again- "Ugh, honey, he's asking me if he likes his disgusting cock now! And I accidentally showed him my nipple... Ugh - His cock is so fucking fat, thick, veiny... So nasty! His balls are like grapefruits!"

Kiichiro gulped- Tentatively padding out of the kitchen towards his girlfriend, and gently put his hand on her shoulder- "D-Damn, u-uh... Uh... Sorry to... Hear that honey." Then his brain clicked- "Sh-Shit, you showed him your nipple? But-"

Everything about this gross, fat white man utterly eclipsed her boyfriend. Hanami would have to have the sight of an unbelievable cock burned into her brain for the rest of her life. The chunky smeg underneath the foreskin every time he rolled it back. The vein that she could guess would be a living vibrator if it ever came anywhere close to her wobble-meat mochi body. "You right, not just your fuckin tittys. Gonna gimme that assmeat too, gonna split you in half, make you burp cum bubbles right into your limp dick boyfriend's mouth next time you kiss him." Of course that's when Kiichiro happened to look over her shoulder, at the very wrongest time. He gulped hearing the sound of the fat man growling at his beloved delicate flower of a girlfriend.

"When's your next vid? Workin on fillin' another box of condoms JUST for you.. you can unbox em on cam..." He never offered her cash though, even though peeking just out the corner of the pic was a strategically placed bank account pic open and she could only make out a few numbers, but it was definitely at least six figures in there.

"... Uh... It's whatever babe, don't worry." Hanami ignored her boyfriend to keep responding. She rolled her eyes, leaning backwards, taking another snap with her head thrown back over the edge of the bed she was lying on - Which made her tits flop out her top, showing off both nipples this time. Once again, idiot retard Hanami Hara didn't notice in time. "I am NOT gonna unbox your condoms! My next video is coming out tomorrow - It's a dance compilation." Hanami leaned in to look closely- "Holy shit babe, this creep is SO rich though... Wow... No wonder he can send me all these tiny bikinis and short-shorts..."

Kiichiro cringed as he walked back to the kitchen. "H-Haha, I guess so babe..."

Hanami got another snap of Toby, printing out a picture of her fat titty, which meant she'd soon be getting a tribute of her own tit drowning in yellowish chunky american jizz. "Shit, japslut, should wear my latest gift when you dance, you'll get so many more tips. I ordered that Cheerleader outfit JUST in your size."

Hanami sent him a photo of her rolling her eyes- "Ugh, you're so fucking gross, don't cum on my photo. And I TOLD you, they don't fit!"

Another picture, this time of him on a shopping website, with her size "pulled up". He had so easily faked it, just showing her that he had bought the skirt with her specs in line. "See? Must be you lyin about how fat your ass really is. Prove it you retard, lemme see it bustin' some seams if you're tellin the truth."

The mochimeat slut sighed to herself, and called out to her boyfriend. "Ugh, sweetie, the CREEP is bringing up the clothes he keeps sending me... I'm gonna go get them to SHOW him they don't fit." She sat up, and kissed her boyfriend's cheek, before wobbling in her little denim jeanshorts upstairs to her bedroom. Hanami glared at the camera again. "I'll prove it to you idiot! These clothes are way too big! Stop bothering me about it - You must be lying that you bought my size."

And then, the bell rang- DING DING. Hanami called from upstairs. "Hey honey! Get the door will you?"

"Ah, sure, my love." Kiichiro went to the door. At the door was TWO delivery people, looking confused at eachother. One was from a local bakery, with what looked like a celebration cake.. but it wasn't iced. Just a big heart in red velvet. The other delivery guy had a standard parcel.

"Hey got something for a.. Uh.. " The guy cleared his throat. "Slant-eyed bitch?"

The guy from the bakery cleared his throat and held out the box, it looked expensive.

The other spoke. "And I got one for a Cum Bubbling Bubble Butt Bitch.." He winced. "Sorry, it was requested I say that out loud with a uh.. Tip." Inside the parcel was a jar, definitely not from a store, with a hand maid label that just said "HANDCHURNED ICING"

Kiichiro grimaced, hearing the delivery guys. "... U-Uh... That... That'd be for my girlfriend.... Thanks." He cringed. The fact both the delivery guys smirked at him made it worse. He took the parcels, and awkwardly set them on the table in the living room. He shuffled back to the kitchen, wondering what Hanami was doing upstairs...

Upstairs, Hanami plucked the offending garment out of the latest package from Toby- It was a cheerleaders skirt, in red and white. She could hold the whole ensemble bunched up in her hand it was so tiny, and the material was so thin it seemed like the strain of her curves would tear it into shreds. The skirt, if you could even call it that, was a scandalously short strip of fabric that wouldn't cover more than a fraction of her voluptuous backside. It was a tiny wrap of white spandex, a whole 8 inches of cloth - It might have started to cover up a normal girl. The little white belt, with loose pleated strips of red linen instead, wrapped around the upper half of Hanami's enormous globes of yellow chinkmeat. It clung to her, the elastic waistband digging into her skin as she smoothed it down.

Hanami snapped a photo. She stood with her back angled to the mirror, twisting around and bending forward a little to take the photo - The ludicrously tiny skirt left her entire shelf of palm-choking PAAGmeat hanging out the bottom of the cheer-skirt. "See? You can literally see my panties!" Either, she could pull the ludicrous microskirt down to cover her little white thong... But expose her whale tail and asscrack at the back - Or she could keep that covered, and flaunt her FAT cameltoe to everybody who saw her! Hanami sent him both versions of course, also snapping a photo standing facing the mirror with her thick pussylips bulging through her thighgap, revealed by the skirt. Tthe fabric stretched taut across her breedable hips - The bloat of her thighs and the tiny microskirt perfectly framed her fertile ricefield cunt for Toby.

"Pft, it's not that bad... Besides, your fat ass is MEANT to be seen, gookslut. Might as well have that PAAGmeat hanging out, it's your best asset... Anyway, there's not a THING wrong with the top, for sure."

Hanami glared at him, standing sassily in front of the mirror, still showing off her panties. "You're wrong! Look, the top's too small too."

Hanami began trying to force the top on over her tits. There was a white loop with a black bar that went around her neck, that descended into a reverse triangle of fabric. It covered her cleavage... But left ALL her underboob and sideboob exposed, her thick titmeat bulging out of the thick. It was just criss-crosses of red, white and black fabric across her back, showing off plenty of skin. "And look at this!!" Hanami recorded herself in the mirror, as she JUMPED- And her top just leapt off her tits, immediately bunching up around her neck, exposing her perfect nipples and valley of DDD cleavage, letting her tits fall down out of the fabric. "My tits just fall out of it! See?!" She sent it to him, and then smirked confidently in another face snap. "See? WHOLE outfit... Too small."

Knowing her tits were so heavily dangling out of her tiny tight top, he encouraged her by.. completely humiliating her. "Pft, look at those udders, jesus. Stop complaining, it looks good! Besides I bet you're just jumping up and down WAY too hard to make em fall out on purpose.."

She sent him a mirror snap in response, recording herself talking - Whilst stuffing her tits back into the strappy top, emblazoned with a large '69 - QUEEN OF HEARTS,' trying to force her enormous teardrop titties back under the flat fabric - Which pressed into her boobs so tightly it gave her these nasty, slutty reverse muffintops. "Look, I am NOT talking to you anymore about this. STOP sending me these clothes, I'm NEVER going to show you me wearing them, so what's even the point? And ABSOLUTELY stop sending me your condoms." She whined, and shut the camera off, and sighed with relief.

"Ugh! What a fucking creep! Loser!" Hanami stamped her foot angrily... And then grabbed her phone to save all the snaps of his cock, not realising he could see her doing that. She walked downstairs, staring wide eyed at the nasty, pre-dribbling uncut cock. "... Ew... So gross..."

The thick-cheeked ricebunny bimbo wobbled her booty down the stairs in the slutty cheer-skirt and top, her tits slipping out even as she just walked down the stairs. "Ugh, this stupid thing..." She hand bra'd her boobs as she walked into the kitchen- Couldn't let boyfriend see her nips, after all, that would be lewd!

"O-oh! Hi sweetie!" Hastily her tiny rice-burner of a boyfriend sat there awkwardly by the table, shoving his phone upside down to not let her see him staring at her lewd snaps. He secretly jerked off to her outfits every night, hence him not fighting toooOOOOooo hard to get the white man to stop sending them. "H..hm? OH..uh.. you look really uh.. that...that outfits a little.. t-tight? maybe?" He gulped and glanced to the packages, gritting his teeth. He had thrown out the personalized note each one had saying what it was, since it was crude and racist, but she'd find them in the trash right on top, hardly crumpled.

Hanami smiled innocently, having no idea her boyfriend was secretly a loser cuck who wanted this white stud to keep dolling his girlfriend up like a whore. "Huh? Well... Yeah, they are SO skimpy and tiny. Imagine that loser fatso thinking he could get his dick in my tight little pussy whilst wearing these nasty clothes. I mean- IMAGINE it." She rolled her eyes. "Anyway. What was that parcel, honey buns?" She smiled sweetly at him.

"Not sure.. ones a cake the others uh....i..icing? I guess? I was just about to throw it out.." He cringed at the pictures.. ignoring the sound of her phone dinging over and over again with more lewd snaps.

Hanami walked to the parcels- "Oh... One's a cake? Huh, okay- I mean. That's nice I guess. Who're they from? They were for me, were they?" She then opened the next one, and looked inside... Immediately gasping- "W-Woah... This smells... SERIOUSLY strong. It's icing, huh?" Hanami's nose turned up- "Y-Yuck... That's nasty." She grimaced. Hanami whipped her phone out, and took a selfie - Casually letting her tits out - Holding the jar, and sent it to Toby. "Is this icing and cake from you??" She resisted the urge to call him mean names - He was her top donator, after all.

Toby sent a thumbs up, "Oh you got it, good! Cakes for 150 subs, and the icing is extra special.. worked really hard on it, to apologise for pissing you off the whole time. Go ahead rice-cakes, I know you wanna get that ass fatter. Its really rich."

Hanami turned and shrugged at her boyfriend- "It's from the Creep... He actually sounds nice about it. Apparently it's a peace offering. I guess I can try it." She smiled, a little excited, as she twisted the cap off the jar- "Pass me a spoon babe? It actually sounds like a nice present from him! I guess he is parasocially in love with me after all, he's not ALWAYS a gross perv." Hanami tossed her hair like she was some alpha bitch.

"H-huh? Me.. spoon, right, y-yeah.." The weakling gulped, wincing that the cake was from the creep. Of course it was. He reached over to hand her a spoon, but his mochii caked up e-thot of a slutty girlfriend had him whipped. Too desperate to lose her. Handing her the spoon, his little shrimp-dick twitching in a tiny tent in his cheap slacks. "Honey that doesn't llook like ic.."

Hanami Hara, wobblethot chinkstreamer, dipped the spoon into the thick white gunk - That was obviously semen - She should know the smell well enough by now - And raised it to her lips... Taking a big gulp! Immediately she froze- "H-Hnh? Wh-" The semen sat on her tongue, and then rushed down her throat. The jap bitch quivered... And then gave the most comically whorish squeal her boyfriend had ever head - More pornstar that any porn he'd ever seen. "ooOoOoooHhhhH-WHAaaOooHOohHh~♡♡♡!!" Hanami fell over backwards onto her vast clapmeat as her legs quivered and knees gave out, thanks to the overwhelming orgasm rocking her body - Her cunt EXPLODED with a sheet of cuntsyrup, splattering all over the kitchen, and then a fountain stream arcing out from between her legs and spraying everywhere, lying on her back on the floor, legs arched up and twitching in the air, whilst she pissed herself at the same time, squirting and pissing all over herself.