THE AGREEMENT
by datadrain2128

Kyle was more than a little down on his luck. He thought it was bad enough when he lost his job, but everything just seemed to get worse from there. Already living pay check to pay check, there was no way he was going to be able to pay rent for his apartment this month, and his landlord was as unforgiving as they come. No doubt he would be out on the street within the week. Having just moved into town to "start a new adventure", he had no real friends yet, and no family to fall back on. Needless to say, he was SOL.

Running a hand through the short brown curls of his hair, he searched the internet, hoping to find some solution to his problem before the internet company cut him off from lack of payment. He sighed as he felt like tugging his hair out at the roots. "I don't need a job 3 months from now, I need something now..." He needed something to hold him over, and that was assuming he could get any of these positions in the first place.

"Maybe there's something in the classifieds... Hopefully people still use the newspaper for odd jobs..." Dejectedly, the 22-year-old forced his lanky body into action, making his way to the apartment door, happy to find as he opened it that at least the newspaper company hadn't yet stopped their services. Taking the paper back in with him, he tore through the classifieds, crossing off ad after ad, until before long there was only one ad left.

"'I've never really tried anything like this,'" he read aloud, "'but I'm totally looking for a new roommate! Sorry Ladies, but I'm looking for a guy who needs a place to stay! Hehehe! If you're interested, and you agree to one tiny, little something, you can stay for free! Here's my number...' I'm surprised they even printed this... if even actually says, 'Hehehe,' I mean, come on... This has gotta be some kind of joke. There's no way anyone could take this seriousl--" Just then Kyle was interrupted as he was suddenly standing in darkness; the electric company had apparently waited long enough to get payed. "*Sigh.* That's it then... I guess it's this or nothing... I wonder if I have enough money for a payphone..."

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Kyle sighed as he made his way to what was hopefully (or more correctly, 'going to have to be') his new home. He was glad at least that the woman (Jessi was her name) seemed nice enough, and they had gotten along fine, but he was more than a little uneasy about the fact that she wouldn't tell him what the agreement for free rent was until he came over. He shrugged his backpack up higher on his shoulders, the relatively small bag filled with all that was left of his possessions. "At least I made enough money selling stuff off to pay the bill collectors, but this is sort of depressing..." He tried to shrug it off as he made his way into the apartment complex, an old, somewhat aged building in the suburbs of the town.

Reaching to press the elevator call button, he grimaced as he noticed an out of order sign claiming the elevator would be back in service as of May 25th. "That was over a month ago..." "Glad" to see that his luck hadn't changed, Kyle made his way up the six flights of stairs to his new apartment, building up his courage before finally knocking on the door.

As the door flew open, Kyle didn't even get a chance to say "hello" before he was being smothered by a huge pair of breasts. As he panicked and tried to pull away, the woman assaulting him only seemed to squeeze him tighter in a horribly strong bear-hug. "Like, oh my gosh, you really came! This is gonna be soooo awesome! I've done like, a bunch of adds and no one has ever called, and now here you are! And you're not too bad to look at either! Hehehe!"

Kyle in the meantime could barely comprehend her continuous stream of jabbering as he was left with nothing to look at but Jessi's massive cleavage. Past the panic, he couldn't help but enjoy this a little bit, though a fine film of sweat that was being transferred from her boobs to his face kind of killed the moment. When she finally loosened her hold, Kyle came up gasping for air as he finally got a good look at her.

The first thing he noticed was of course, her breasts. At his eye-level, pale white flesh surged and swelled out of the top of a slightly dingy looking spaghetti string top, the white fabric fighting for dear life to hold back her massive mammaries and barely succeeding. At 5'10", Kyle wasn't used to having to look up at people, but Jessi definitely required this. Somehow she was slightly more than a head taller than him, her smiling face framed with blonde hair pulled back in a ponytail beaming at him with 'smiling' green eyes as he realized she was waiting for him to say something.

"Umm... uh... Hi, I'm Kyle... You must be Jessi, right?"

"Yepyep, I know silly! It's sooo awesome you came, KyKy! Come in, come in!" Kyle was about to make a comment about not especially liking the nickname, when he was decidedly distracted as Jessi turned and walked back into the apartment. Though her waist was slightly pudgy, and her Breast Gods had given Jessi way more than a fair share, apparently her lower half had been slightly even more blessed. Clad in a pair of tiny pink boy shorts, her booty exploded from her back like a shelf. Kyle watched, hypnotized, as the massive behind jiggled and jostled like twin jello molds as her cheeks attempted to escape her boy shorts out of the top (and with half of her crack showing, they seemed to be succeeding).

"So whatdayou think of your new home?" Kyle was forced out of his stupor as she turned back to face him, the door closing behind him as his eyes washed over the apartment. One wall was taken over by a small kitchenette and an even smaller bathroom. The rest of the one room apartment was apparently being used as a living room/bedroom/and dining room all in one. A small bed sat opposite a large TV, and Kyle couldn't help but notice that the place was a complete pigsty. Almost every inch of the floor was covered in, by the smell, dirty clothes, and over half the bed seemed to be strewn with discarded taco rappers/bags from Taco Bell.

Appalled, but knowing he needed to keep on Jessi's good side, Kyle took the easy way out. "It's umm... well... it's cozy, I guess."

"Aaww, I knew you'd like it!" Kyle was beginning to be amazed by both the tomboyishness and the air-headedness of this girl. "Come on, sit!" Feeling more than a little awkward, Kyle took a seat at the corner of the bed, noticing how big the TV was in this tiny space just before Jessi plopped herself down right next to him. He couldn't help but fidget as he noticed her thighs and butt rubbing up against his, as his eyes once again lingered on the pile of Taco Bell refuse.

"Did you have someone over a little while ago?"

"Oh, that Taco Bell? No silly, I bought us dinner, but then you took a little longer than I thought you would and I got a little nervous... And I get hungry when I'm nervous, Hehehe. Umm, I think I made sure I left you one..." Kyle's eyes grew wide; she had eaten enough tacos for a whole family!!! "Ah, here it is!" Jessi triumphantly pulled a squished softshell taco from under the pile, thrusting it into Kyle's face as it tripped with grease.

"Umm... No thanks, I ate before I came over."

"Oh, I should have told you I got Taco Bell! Oh well, if you don't want it, more for me! I don't know why my doctor says I shouldn't eat these, they just taste sooooo good!" Kyle watched in mute fascination/horror as Jessi barely got the wrapper off before she scarfed the taco down practically whole, smearing cream cheese and taco grease around her lips and even dropping a dollop onto her cleavage with no attempt to wipe it off.

"So, Jessi... What is it I have to agree to to live here?"

"Oh, hehehe, I was so excited you're here I forgot to tell you! If you decide to live here, I'll totally let you stay for free, and even pay for anything you need or want! All yooou have to do, is be my live-in boyfriend!"

Kyle nearly choked on his tongue. Living in this big tomboy's apartment was an awkward enough position, but being her boyfriend?!?! His mind scrambled once again for other options, but of course came up with none. Even with how slobby and tomboyish she seemed to be, her personality and outgoingness were cute, not to mention her amazing body... He looked up to answer and nearly laughed at the pair of puppy dog eyes Jessi was giving him. "I guess if that's all I need to do to live here, I'd be honored."

"Yaaaaaay!!!" Jessi literally jumped for joy, her breasts nearly surging all the way out of her top as the fabric creaked, groaned, and nearly tore in two. This resulted in Kyle getting even more of a facefull of sweaty cleavage as she hugged him again, causing small squelching noises as she squeezed him tighter and tighter. "Oh my gosh, you don't even know how long I've waited to have a boyfriend! I don't get it, I try so hard but they never seem to stick around very long, but you'll be living with me!!! Don't worry, this is going to be great!"

After a couple hours of talking (between smother sessions when Jessi got a 'little' too excited), Kyle found that he and Jessi actually had a lot in common and really got along. In different circumstances (and maybe if she was a little tidier), Kyle found himself thinking that he would have actually asked her out if they had met somewhere.

As they continued to talk, he couldn't help but notice that Jessi seemed to be shifting around uncomfortably. "Are you okay?"

"Oh, yeah, hehehe... Umm... *Shiftshift.* Yeah, I'm fine. I think I just need to umm... use the little girls' room-- I mean, our bathroom."

"Oh, umm... well don't let me hold you up."

"Hehe, don't be silly." Finally giving into the urge, Jessi went to stand. As she did, her butt pooched out right in Kyle's face, her shorts sliding lower as her ass surges towards him, nearly looking like her crack is going to engulf him from his perspective. Kyle has just enough time to hear a rumble and then... PPPPHHHRRRRRRRRAAASSSTTTTTTTT!!!

Kyle nearly threw up as the most disgusting smell ever blasts him square in the face, getting into his eyes, nose, even his mouth. Jessi looked over her shoulder at him, blushing from head to toe (even her pale white butt cheeks going a shade of pink). "Oh my god, I'm soooo sorry KyKy!!! Sometimes it happens when I eat tacos... Or pretty much any time I eat anything..."

Kyle wanted to run out and never come back, but he had nowhere to go, and not to mention he had just agreed to be her boyfriend and he'd be living with her. Deciding it'd be better to avoid conflict, he tried to brush it off, even as the smell was still lingering. "Don't *cough* worry about it... It didn't even really smell, and it's not like it's a big deal even if it did..."

"Oh thank god, I knew you were going to be a great boyfriend KyKy!" Before Kyle could respond, there was another, much bigger rumble, followed by a very wet SSSPPPPRRRRRAAAPPPSSSSTTTTT!!! He felt like his face was melting off as Jessi ripped an even worse fart again right in his face before she walked towards the bathroom, apparently taking what he said as meaning what she did was just fine between them.

Kyle tried as best he could to wave the stink away, but it seemed permanently fused to his nose no matter what he did. He was only distracted when Jessi got into the bathroom and turned around to start pulling down her boy shorts. "Umm... Jessi, what are you doing?"

"Oh, hehe, I forgot to tell you, there's no door for the bathroom. That's kinda why I've been holding this in, I didn't know how to bring it up... But if I already farted in your face twice and it's no big deal, then just watch TV and imagine it's me doing that!" Kyle had to fight back the urge to puke again at the thought, but as her big butt sealed itself to the toilet, he tried as best he could to watch the news that was on and not look at her.

"In our latest story tonight, a local man jumps from a 7 seven-story window to escape his --" SSSSLLLLLLLOOOOOOORRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPSSSSSSHHHHHHH!!!

If he thought the sound of her explosive crap blasting into the toilet was bad, it was nothing compared to when she shifted and the smell leaked out. It was like when she farted in his face the second time, if he had been burying his face in her butt cheeks instead of just being near them. Forcing himself not to say anything and not to look, Kyle turned up the volume on the TV.

"In other news, a woman in the nearby county of-- PPPRRFFFTT --is attempting to boycott string cheese in an effort to--" SSSSPPPPRRRRROOOOOMMMMMFFFFFSLLLLLLSSSHHHH!!! Barely keeping himself from looking, Kyle is reeling from the smell that is filling the room, and only getting worse by the minute. Jessi courtesy flushes, sending sickening bubbling noises throughout the apartment as the toilet struggles to process her slimy, soupy mixture and barely succeeds. The smell doesn't diminish, however, and it actually seems to get worse as the stink circulates throughout the small area.

Giving one last valiant effort to "ignore" Jessi's emissions, Kyle turns the volume all the way up on the TV. "--MAN DIED TODAY FROM EATING TOO MUCH BROCCOLI, A SHOCKING REPORT LATER TONI--" SSSPPPPRRRRROOOOSSSSHHHH!!! SSSPPPREEEEEEENNNNN!!! SSSSHLLLOOOORRRFFFTTTTPPLOOOMTTTTSHHHHHHsppreeeeenplopplop... FFFRT!!! *Splash.*

As Jessi sighs in relief of pushing out the last of her nasty delivery, Kyle can no longer take it and glances over, and immediately can't look away. Like a car crash, his eyes lock on against his will. The toilet seems to be giving up the fight under Jessi's bulk, barely containing the bulk of her sludge even after the courtesy flush, and as it starts to leak slightly from overflow, Kyle can't imagine what the seat must look like.

Jessi giggles nervously as he stares in morbid awe. "Sorry... I know that must have been really disgusting... Oh god, I even forgot to get toilet paper AGAIN!!! *Sigh.* Umm... I understand if you want to leave..."

Kyle siged inwardly. Despite how disgusting this situation (and maybe even Jessi and general) was, he couldn't walk out on her like this and crush her... Convincing himself that he has nowhere else to go anyway, Kyle forces a smile and forces himself to cover up his disgust as he turns down the TV. "Don't... *coughcough* worry about it... I mean, *snifflecough* shit happens, right?"

Jessi gave Kyle a confused look for a moment, before she suddenly burst into a fit of smiles, giggles, and a barrage of nonstop jibberish. "OhmygoshyourlikethebesteverKyKythisisgoingtobesogreatIthinkI'mgoingtoexplodeIdon'tknowwhattosay!!!"

Kyle can't help but smile genuinely as he still chokes on the smell, until to his horror Jessi gets up and, forgetting or ignoring the lack of toilet paper, pulls her boy shorts back up with a horrid *Squeeelch.* "Hehehe, you're like, the best boyfriend ever, KyKy!" All Kyle can do is stare as she walks out of the bathroom (not even attempting to flush this time), sickening squelching and rubbing sounds coming from her still-dirty butt as she walks to him. "Hey, I've always wanted to do something with a boyfriend, you don't mind, do you?"

It's all Kyle can do to shake his head no.

"Great! I've always wondered what it's like to sit on your boyfriend's lap!" Kyle tries to stop her in horror, but Jessi talks over any protests and spins around, showing off her once white, now brown/green smeared crack and just as dirty once pink boy shorts, right before she plops down on his lap. He can feel and hear the left over sludge squishing and smearing, even moreso when she shifts her weight from side to side to get comfy, her ass engulfing his entire lap. "Hehehe, this is great! It's so comfy! You don't mind if I stay like this while we watch TV do you? PPPRRRPPPTTT Hehe, excuse me."

Kyle sighed as Jessi watched TV, while all he could watch was her back/the back of her head and listen to her shimmy back and forth on his lap. If this is what was happening the first day he's here, this was going to be a very... "interesting" relationship.