Whitehouse Dance The Desperate Breath
I do a lot of body wraps on a lot of people
I see a lot of different results
It was her first body wrap
And now here it is, standing, kept up-right by a harness
She's skeptical
Loose inches of fat in one arm
But they never go back to the size they were
Her first body wrap goes under her chin and around her neck
Ties to the ceiling from a bolt in the floor
Between upper and lower arms elbow joints swell
I maintain her arms rock taut and bones straight
But she's still got a bit of a stomach
Question: The you wants to feel great in a bikini, right?
The you and I (...) with a flat stomach so watch this
Sort wrap now
So I grab arm and wrestle for whimpers
Best to use a crumpled plastic bag over the mouth
Watch her dance the desperate breath
Misshaping the size ten body
Sexy sexy dance
So entertaining
Taking turns between heaves and twitches
Dizzy miss Lizzy
Wonderful
So I pull the bag away
Two weeks ago you were a forty
No protein, no fat, no binge
Parmesan cheese is not okay
Apple juice and water
Small low calorie Caesar salad
One iceberg lettuce
Of course leaves should be washed and blotted dry
Juice of a lemon
One table spoon dijonnaise
One teaspoon malt vinegar
Sprinkled cayenne, black pepper and salt
Half a cup of light Hellman's mayonnaise
A few croutons, but no artificial bacon bits
Can it hear me talking food?
Do you like me talking food?
I wonder how she feels
I'm having a serious relationship with how food makes her feel
Two months now, size eight's been in my basement
Almost ready for another summer holiday
She can still smoke
Helps her diet
Helps breasts sag
I maimed them right off her body
At least that's what I keep telling, if and when she is
Remember passing the smug around her mall friends
The size sixteen beasts
The ones who don't feel they're alive unless they're bending over beds
Banging hard against wheelie bin or wooden headboard
Asses being f..cked by the soft cocks of thugs tanked up on Miller
Time for another full body wrap soon
And for the one-ninety-nine black nail polish
Barefoot little more baby
Oh, I love those toe nails
And over the knees and over the sunken thighs
Over the saggy little shitbags on her chest
I said it came from the tobacco didn't I
The yellow stink gets in the teeth and hair
It's the price you pay
The wrap finally goes over the plugged up ass
Plugged up
So dense there's no vigor in her diet anymore
I pull my cock and watch it if it waits
Plugged for your new boyfriend
(Sexy, stink)
Its tendon so tight and visible
What's left of tenderness
Those muscles push me, close to the edge of orgasm
Sometimes around
One thing is for sure
The inches stay off
You're really f..cking entertaining
I let her down to rest on a table
I sit by cunt's feet and view along body
Sharp pointy hips nice for digging fingers down under for a squeeze
You can comfortably raise her like this
It walks toward me in slow-motion
And crawl along the floor
If you can hear me, stop
Flex them, bend them slowly
No, there's still a bit of flesh around
Four more inches to lose
No more caesars, baby
Maybe a teaspoon of Tropicana juice
A nutritional treat and even a teaspoon of weak coffee
But the taste is not comparable
Empty calories
What's new?
Her periods have ceased to exist
But I'd love her to have a baby
She'd look wonderful
Swollen belly and skeletal body
Dick quivers at the thought of it
It's really so f..cking entertaining
It smokes with minimal outside assistance
Those long fingers shake just a little
I put her in full makeup
Bury her clumsy face in it
And make her giggle like a cunt
Smile like cunt you stupi-
Two full body wraps helps people with aches and pains
It's quite therapeutic for arthritis and fibromyalgia
The white bats face looks huge on the now skinny-stoll neck
Tits f..ck
Tits f..ck
Listening for a bone break that never quite happens
She's size six now and permanently out of it
Unsuccessfully trying to stick tongue out
Whilst piss just dribbles down weakly
I'd like to video that one day
Cunt's dead now
Its body doesn't even dance now
Dance the desperate breath