(01-17) "After years of knowing each other through the world of glamour modeling, Wendy and Jordan finally got to collaborate for a shoot, much to Wendy's objections. Jordan never quite understood why her friend would be so reserved to take such an offer. She found out soon enough. Wendy had kept her enormous girlcock a well guarded secret for her entire career, and Jordan wearing nothing but lingerie wasn't going to help hide it. It wasn't a surprise that Ms. Carver ended up with a couple buns in her oven afterwards...or having to do a reshoot eight months later."

(18-24) "After what seemed to be the longest week of photoshoots, Wendy decided to take a break away from the flashing cameras and social media. To her, nothing beats taking some vacation time and spending it all soaking up the sun at a luxurious, white sand beach resort. Though much of her time was spent relaxing on a plush, cushioned lounger, the buxom, top heavy dickgirl spent the rest doing things she loved most, like cooling off in the refreshing, crystal clear waters. Overtime, she got rather bored … and horny, thankful that she brought her favorite fleshlight along with her to fix that. Even so, nothing beats a real set of lips to clean her off, or even a tight pussy to plow and flood with ball batter. Then again, there were plenty of voluptuous vixens to get that kind of a job done."

(25-39) "Stuck in her motel room with little else to do, Wendy decided to take snapshots of the myriad of outfits she’d recently purchased at an outlet mall hours before. Might as well, seeing how she’s stuck in the middle of nowhere during her weekend road trip.

First, what she wore that day, the model posed and took a shot of the purple tee and skinny jeans she strutted around the shopping complex with. Next, the booty shorts and tank she’d tended to dress around her house in, the fabric barely containing all the curves she had. After that, the elegant black dress that clung tight to her form, along with the lingerie that left very little to the imagination. Finally, waist high jean short shorts and a bikini with the stars and stripes, perfect for the patriotic holidays coming up for the summer.

Topping it all off, she stripped down to nothing more than her high heels, letting her cock loose and throb to full mast. Two more pics, just for her favorite fans."

(40-47) It was a long vacation trip, feeling a bit too long now that her special vacation fuck toy was ruined by her pent up work load. So off to enjoy the beach! Or at least, she wanted to, but being so pent up and breed needy kept her from relaxing on her time off. It was almost like torture more than anything. Though seeing a familiar face brightened her mood, especially since it was a sort of acquaintance of hers, fellow glamor model Denise Milani! Who wouldn't feel a little sense of relief after getting a view like that one? Wendy just had to give her a view and a sense of relief back thanks to that! So after some coaxing and a drink or two at the beach bar, Wendy threw down a towel and showed off somethin to get her a little spooked, even while tipsy and frisky! "Is that what you had in store for me~? It's...a bit much~" those words of Denise's were quickly proven wrong after a rough, sandy, and thorough breeding session!

Who knew the soothing sounds of ocean waves and the whorish moans of a new vacation sex toy getting bred would end up mashing into one relaxing ass tune? It’s better sounding when that jizz filled gal gets a top off in that womb hole for extra insurance that she's impregnated. That bump she has bouncing around during round two 5 months later? Course it's a kid or three. She got knocked up by the most potent gal around!

(48-54) Rumors go about of a single Wendy's location in downtown Chicago that has a secret menu item that only a few had the privilege of trying out. What's strange is that no one told what it really was, but only of it's name and that it can only be given to one customer once every couple hours. A young social media influence straight out of college wanted to see what all the hype was about, heading on over in the dead of night for the best chance of getting the menu item for herself.

"One polish sausage, and I'm not leaving till I get one." she said to the cashier. The fast food worker rolled his eyes as he called out. "Wendy, we got another one for one!" That moment, a buxom model had walked out to the empty dining area, dressed nearly identically like the mascot. She smiled as her eyes were glued to the young woman, a fat bulge forming against her dress before she hiked it up to give her exactly what she ordered. "One polish sausage, coming up.

(55-61) "It was a long vacation trip, feeling a bit too long now that her special vacation fuck toy was ruined by her pent up work load. So off to enjoy the beach! Or at least, she wanted to, but being so pent up and breed needy kept her from relaxing on her time off. It was almost like torture more than anything. Though seeing a familiar face brightened her mood, especially since it was a sort of acquaintance of hers, fellow glamor model Denise Milani! Who wouldn't feel a little sense of relief after getting a view like that one? Wendy just had to give her a view and a sense of relief back thanks to that! So after some coaxing and a drink or two at the beach bar, Wendy threw down a towel and showed off somethin to get her a little spooked, even while tipsy and frisky! "Is that what you had in store for me~? It's...a bit much~" those words of Denise's were quickly proven wrong after a rough, sandy, and thorough breeding session!

Who knew the soothing sounds of ocean waves and the whorish moans of a new vacation sex toy getting bred would end up mashing into one relaxing ass tune? It’s better sounding when that jizz filled gal gets a top off in that womb hole for extra insurance that she's impregnated. That bump she has bouncing around during round two 5 months later? Course it's a kid or three. She got knocked up by the most potent gal around!"

(62-67) “You fucking serious, you delirious, Yank? Say all you want, slut. There’s no fucking way you’d ever come on top of the dick girl modeling scene. I’ve got bigger tits, a thicker, longer cock than you... even a fucking sexy-as-fuck British accent. You’d be lucky and grateful for me to even consider to use you as a cock warmer in ANY one of my photoshoots!”

It'd only take moments for Leanne to find herself taken down by the underdog. Shoved onto her back, her ass raised high and Wendy’s shaft nudging between her cheeks. The British bombshell quickly found that her overconfidence has truly become her downfall.

Seems like the American spirit and Wendy’s determination to put the snobby bitch in her rightful place, leave her guts clogged and molded with her throbbing slab of all American cockmeat.

Hours later, Leanne’s bloated to the brim with Wendy's spunk and a face splattered with her own ball batter: one point for Team USA.