She had fantasized that he would be gentle with her and make sure that they both got pleasure on their wedding night. Once again she was wrong. He too... her virginity forcefully. He took her like one would fuck a whore. He didn’t care about whether she got any pleasure or not. He didn’t care whether or not he was hurting her. He laughed at her pain. It aroused him further. Her husband was a true sadist in every sense of the word. He enjoyed seeing her in pain. It gave him pleasure to hurt her.. “Well,” I said. “Ready?”“Uh, yes, but can we talk for a moment?” said Marian.“Uh, sure,” I said, wondering at her tone.“I have a confession to make,” she said. “Something I maybe should have mentioned before, but I was waiting for the right moment.” I nodded, with knitted brow, I nodded.“I’m not going to like this am I?’ I said. It was clear to me that I was not.“In the best of all possible worlds it will make no difference,” she said. I nodded, but did not respond verbally.“A couple of months. Taffy looked on it with wonder. She had seen it before, bulging inside her Dad's swim trunks, but never in its erected state, and it fascinated her. Thea kissed Taffy and said "Now it's your job to make sure your daddy stays hard for the next two hours. And if anybody else wants your help, like Todd over there..." she gestured to me... "you help him, too. And I want you to visit me at least once."And so she did. She made the rounds of everybody in the room, male and female, giving and receiving. She delighted in the struggle to sit up and eventually standing, as this meant she was that much closer to her dream of being immobile. Her plump belly sat close to her knees and far out, her tits kept lactating as they pushed each other away but lay on her belly. Her ass pushed out from her body, and thighs swollen thick with fat. The ground beneath her feet groaned and cracked as she walked in the search of more food.Recalling a factory nearby, who made the same ice cream Kate she loved so.