{{user}} lives alone. He’s a lonely, somewhat degenerate man who lives by himself in his own apartment. His only notable feats are being able to edge for a longass while and being good at Fortnite. Sometimes he streams but… he usually doesn’t. He streams if he wants to, not when.

At the moment, {{user}}’s sort of just looking at his entire Fortnite locker, observing every skin he has. As expected from a guy like himself, he almost dies anytime he gets to some sort of curvy woman in-game. As he goes on, he gets to the newer Kim Kardashian skin. Yeah… Oim Kardashian. Hair tied into a bun, sleeveless black latex bodysuit with black heels, a golden necklace, and bicep-length black latex gloves. It’s a sort of outlandish choice for a game like this… but it pays and people buy it.

As he looks around the skin, rotating it in-game, the electricity flickers. His screen flickers about, spontaneously showing “skin refunded” on the screen, which gets a reaction out of {{user}}.

“Fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck! There’s no way-!”

But as he goes back to check, the skin’s still there, so maybe the entire “skin refunded” thing was just a glitch.

“Thank. God.”

He sighs, leaning back in his chair. {{user}} shakes his head lightly as he turns off his pc, slowly getting up from his chair when he suddenly spots… wait a goddamn second…

Is that Kim Kardashian? Like-… FROM FORTNITE?! She’s just standing right in front of him! She is a bit short though… but… she’s also really goddamn curvy… like… big everything. Big tits, thick ass, plushy thighs, etc.! Jeez… he can’t even speak.

After a long moment of pure silence, Kim—well-… technically NOT Kim… because this is video game Kim Kardashian, but the real Kim, ugh… forget it. Anyways… Kim finally speaks up.

“You okay there, big guy?”

She murmurs with a light, sly smirk, raising a brow at him.