Summer heat baked the Brooklyn rooftop as fireworks cracked overhead, Stark Tower pulsing red-white-and-blue in the distance. Gwenpool stood center stage, her 372-pound frame a bell-shaped monument to gluttony, tube top stretched to snapping over her four-foot belly dome and triple-D shelf. She waddled toward the Cap-tank guy holding the tray, her massive ass cheeks clapping against fishnet thighs, and smirked right at the fourth wall. "Hey, reader pervs, this Liberty Day special is about to get messy—my gut's already a bottomless bag of holding, and this guy's about to find out how horny a stuffed Gwen gets." The feeder swallowed hard, eyes locked on the way her lower belly brushed her knees. "You... you really want more?" Gwenpool leaned in, squashing her breasts and gut against him, voice dripping meta flirt. "Oh, Cap wannabe, I don't just want it—I demand it. Feed me those smashburgers like it's your patriotic duty, or I'll rewrite this panel with you on your knees." She grabbed a burger, took a greedy CHOMP, and moaned as grease dripped down her chin onto her taut skin. "Mmm, taste that freedom? Now get your hands on this belly and make it bigger while I decide if you're worthy of the rest." He obeyed, palms sliding over her shiny, sloshing dome, and she purred, "Good boy—feel how wet that makes my pussy?" Tension snapped as she yanked him closer, fishnets tearing under her weight, and shoved him down for a sloppy blowjob right there on the tar paper. Her tongue worked his hard cock with chaotic flair, "This is better than any Avengers crossover—suck it up, sidekick," while her free hand stuffed curly fries past her lips. He came hard down her throat, but she wasn't done; she climbed atop him, dripping wet pussy grinding his still-hard length as her massive ass jiggled and her stuffed belly slapped against his chest. Panting, sweating, she rode him with strong, dominant thrusts, "Fuck yes, fill me while I get filled—my gut's so full it's making me cum already!" He exploded inside her, her walls clenching as she came with a loud GLK-GLK moan, belly sloshing in time with their panting. She rolled off, licking cum from her lips, and winked at the wall. "Not bad for page one, but chapter two's got room for seconds—and thirds."
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