Fattest babe

she returned the look with a wide grin, that "trust me" look, and then they were gone. Three more girls and guys were paired off. I was beginning to wonder how many rooms they had upstairs. But I didn't have long to think about fattest babe because suddenly I heard "Ace of Clubs!" My card! There was still no sign of the others returning, so I very nervously got up and stood by Michelle, a fairly plain but not unattractive blonde. "This is gonna be so great!" she whispered to me as we headed up the stairs. We walked up the stairs and down the hall, turning into a bedroom that was completely dark. I listened for sounds of the others who'd preceded us, but all was deathly quiet. "First," Michelle said as she produced a bottle of vodka, "You need a drink." "No thanks," I said shakily, "I don't drink." "I don't think you understand," a male voice from behind me said, "The lady said you NEED a drink!" Before I had a chance to react, two guys from the party were holding me by the arms, with two more ready to take my feet. Michelle had disappeared as the light came on. Guy number three grabbed my hair and pulled my head back while guy number four began pouring the vodka down my throat. "Just a little something to relax you," she said, "Cause you're in for a very nice evening." I felt my legs being lifted off the floor and I was laid face up on a bed. While three of them continued to hold me down, the vodka kept filling my mouth, forcing me to swallow. I still didn't feel the inevitable buzz, but my throat was a fiery inferno from the strong liquid. It wasn't long before my head began to swim and my eyes went out of focus.