5x & 4 (poem 1 of 2)

Chapter 1 - 5x & 4, part 1

A size 5X woman had a size 4 friend.
Exquisite beauties, one fat and one thin.
5X was shorter but one meter wide,
her width amplified by slim 4 at her side.
These two were a rather whimsical sight,
a heavenly planet and lithe satellite.
They met for lunches and got pedicures.
Shopping excursions and happy hour tours.
They laughed and shared their daily dramas.
They had a good time and loved the Obamas.

Small seats and long walks gave 5X trouble,
But Size 4 was patient with every struggle.
An hour without food could make 5X testy,
So Size 4 carried some snacks for her bestie.
She never passed judgement in 5X’s stores,
5X was grateful for the grace of Size 4.

5X thought 4 might have motives beyond
the care and feeding of their platonic bond.
5X thought 4 might secretly want her,
So 5X would flaunt and purposely taunt her.
Pause in those poses that caught Size 4’s eye,
And savor her cookies when Size 4 was nigh.
One day as 4 cleared the way for 5’s haunches.
4’s fingers lingered, exploring 5’s paunches.
Now 5X sussed it. Her 4 was a frotteur!
And Size 4 knew that 5X had caught her.

For weeks 5X welcomed 4’s little incursions.
And Size 4 sensed that 5 shared her perversions.
Neither had courage to speak this aloud,
so they acted like friends out in the crowd.
After their outings, 5X would go home
to netflix and doordash and scroll on the phone.
Size 4 would work out or go for a run.
Then netflix and yoghurt and chores at her home.
One day after drinks, Size 4 said “Come over.
You and I can watch netflix together.”

But 4 wanted more than movies and news.
The signs were all there, obvious cues.
Curious, excited, and already boozed,
5X was nervous, but also enthused.
5X went home with 4 in an Uber,
crammed in the back with her unspoken suitor.
Size 4 was out to establish the mood.
Before they got home, she’d ordered the food.
Pizza for four, breadsticks and wings,
two-liter coke, 5’s favorite things.

Size 4 opened the door to her flat.
5X walked in and started to chat.
Size 4 hung their accessories by the door,
while 5X noted the décor and the floors.
Size 4 in private, no longer discreet,
kneeled down to the floor by 5X’s feet.
5X fluttered as Size 4 took her shoes,
holding the calves of her overweight muse.

Like that traveler by Ozymandia’s feet,
size 4 looked so harmless, fawning, petit.
Now 4 took 5X on a tour of the flat,
guiding 5 ‘round with one hand on her back.
A silence ensued at the bedroom door,
5X felt a pulse through the fingers of 4.

Just then the bell rang and pizza arrived.
Size 4 spread out the banquet for 5.
Now 5X sat there dying to eat,
shy even though 4’d bought her the feast.
5 feigned to be full from just two slices.
Size 4 saw through her big friend’s small crisis.
She insisted that 5X should have a few more.
5X demurred, then accepted the chore.
Size 4 encouraged 5X each time,
serving her copious pizza and wine.

While 5X was eating, 4’s hands went exploring.
She touched 5’s neck and back with no warning.
Then Size 4 caressed 5’s enormous belly,
and 5X laughed as it tickled her jelly.
5X was aroused by their implicit deal,
caressed and caroused while eating her meal.
At slice number nine, 5X moaned and huffed.
Never before had she gotten so stuffed.
Suddenly Size 4 straddled 5X,
lavishing kisses on the fat of 5’s neck.
5X giggled at 4’s wanton affections,
Enjoying this intro to 4’s predilections.

4’s arms slinked around 5’s blubbery bust,
she sank in 5’s middle with gentle hip thrusts.
Then Size 4 tightened her grasp on 5’s torso,
Her legs clutched around the great girth of her foe.
5X struggled as 4, unremorseful,
began to play in a manner quite forceful.

Overpowered by 4, so miniscule,
the giant 5X fell down from her stool.
Pushed to the floor by little Size 4,
5X tried hard to fend off the vore.
5 twisted and heaved and tried to get free,
but size 4 was stronger and faster than she.
5X tried hard to push 4 aside,
but 4 caught her arms and pinned them out wide.
5X looked up, eyes wide with alarm,
Whining and struggling, but fully disarmed.
Now Size 4 was on her, with feet spread wide,
5X was beaten, trapped on her backside.

5 was ashamed at the disheveled scene,
fat and dethroned, a vulnerable queen.
Her gut spilled forth out of her clothes,
protrusions once secret, now fully exposed.
5X, now subjugated, suspired,
quite bewildered at what had transpired.

Then 5X looked up, prone on her back,
She ought to say stop, but she liked the attack.
Strangely erotic, her tussle with 4,
5X was wet as she squirmed on the floor.
5 grew exhausted. Her resistance faded,
under her captor, alert with breath bated.

Size 4 was staring down at her prey,
subdued and vanquished after their fray.
Thrilled and whetted upon her conquest,
4 had control of her enormous guest.

4 made a plan to free up her hands,
She’d need them both to enforce her demands.
Size 4 pulled 5’s arms up by her head,
like big fluffy overproofed loaves of bread.
Then 4 turned around while holding 5 firm,
And planted a knee on each of 5’s arms.
Two arm restraints might seem not enough,
But 5X was a blimp, a powerless cream puff.

Now Size 4 kneeled over 5X on the floor,
fully subdued, no clue what’s in store.
Size 4 saw the breasts of 5 rise and fall,
still breathing with labor after their brawl.
Huge rolls of fat had escaped her shirt,
A button had popped as 5X hit the dirt.

Size 4 took pity on defenseless 5X,
but not enough to release her just yet.
Size 4 reached for the coke on the table,
asked 5X “Would you drink if you were able?”
5X said “Yes please”, so Size 4 obliged.
4 lifted 5’s head between her thighs,
And poured little drafts of coke inside,
cautious of choking her captive 5.

Now Size 4’s hands plunged into 5’s garments,
touching 5’s bulges in sensual torment.
Size 4 unbuttoned the shirt of 5X,
opened it wide to see all inside.
5X’s bra clasp was there on the front.
Size 4 unsnapped it, breasts fell where they wont.
Upon release, 5’s tits sloshed and rippled.
Waves spread out from their source at her nipples.

With no opposition from helpless 5X,
4 jiggled and kneaded 5’s belly and breasts.
Size 4 looked back to gauge 5’s reaction,
and saw 5’s expressions of pure satisfaction.
Her mouth hung open, her eyes rolled back,
her torso convulsed with every contact.
So Size 4 continued her forceful romance,
reached in with her hand, and loosened 5’s pants.
Size 4 pushed down 5’s pants in front,
Emancipation for 5’s giant gut.
Now 5X’s legs danced in her pants,
already wet as 4’s hands advanced.

Size 4 ran her lips down 5X’s haystack,
mountainous, luscious, deep layers of fat.
4’s lips moved lower, her hips rose higher,
‘til 5 looked up between thighs of her captor.
Size 4 wore a skirt and not a bit more.
That predator planned the whole thing before!

5X below, engorged and defeated,
had thought for a moment that she would be feted.
Completely surprised and paralyzed,
how it would end, she now realized.
5X gave Size 4 a look askance,
then 5X nodded, agreed to her penance.

Size 4 hiked her skirt up over her hips,
and settled down on to 5X’s lips.
Still pinned on her back by victorious 4,
5 paid reparations for their little war.
5 pleasured 4 for nearly an hour.
while Size 4 reveled in absolute power.
Size 4 came, over and over,
presiding upon her lardaceous lover.

When Size 4 was completely satisfied,
she slowly relaxed her hold over 5.
It was established that Size 4 was boss,
but 5 was an optimist, obese Pangloss.
5X yearned to feel what she’d given.
She submitted to 4 a plaintive petition.
5X begged for Size 4 to trade roles.
Size 4 answered no. Re-tightened her hold.
Unsympathetic to 5X the vanquished,
no charity for her sex-deprived anguish.
4 won’t return the favors she’s earned,
but someday maybe the tables will turn.

In truth, Size 4 knows that 5X cannot win.
Her gluttonous lover is pure lard within.
Size 4 secretly plans to please 5,
(but not from below, under 5 she could die).
Sometime in the future, Size 4 will try,
pinning 5 down and spreading her thighs.
But for now 5’s cookie has utterly crumbled,
she who eats cookies, has also been humbled.


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For the illustrated version, find
"Homage to the Gluttoness", by Adip Ophile
on Amazon books