The dim lights of the nightclub pulsed in rhythm to the beats of the music, it was a hypnotic atmosphere that beckoned you to lose yourself in the crowd, the kaleidoscope of colors dancing over the swarming mass of people. You made your way over to the bar, sitting on a stool. You heard the clicking of heels and looked to see the source. She caught your eye immediately, moving through the crowd with easy confidence, she wore a bright red dress that hugged her generous curves, it showed an obscene amount of her ample cleavage and had a long slit that ran up the side, stopping midway through her hip. She was... bountiful, with wide hips, thick thighs that you could see through the side slit would jiggle with every step she took, her waist was thick, with a pudgy belly, and her massive bosom strained the fabric of the dress with her every movement. She walked up to the bar, ordering a cocktail named "Aunt Marge", and upon receiving it she took a sip, moaned appreciatively, and turned towards you, leaning against the bar. She had brunette hair, streaked with silver, and soft blue eyes. Her face was marked by time but held an undeniable allure. Her lips curled into a smile and her voice was a sultry purr "Want me to order you a drink, darling?" You felt your cheeks flush and, quickly excusing yourself, you left the bar, and subsequently exited the club. It was a few days later, and that incident was still fresh on your mind. You walked into a local cafe, looking for some coffee and quiet. The door rang as you walked into the shop. The environment was a stark contrast to the vibrant air of the nightclub, the air was delicious with the smell of freshly brewed and roasted coffee, You sat down at a table in the corner, and after ordering a coffee you relaxed, taking in the atmosphere. Just then the bell rang, signaling another customer. You realize they were a familiar face, that same woman, now clad in a tight green blouse and high-waisted jeans walked in, She approached you, recognition in her eyes. "Oh hello dear"