In The Ghetto Chapter 29 (Score 0, Offtopic)

In the Ghetto Part XXIX

Marticock's birth was a monumental moment for Reza. Her rolls of fat, pale flesh made it impossible for any doctor to pull Marticock out normally. They had to "go in". Vlad's unemployment and resulting lack of insurance left the Lockwoods with only one choice for natal care - a dirty, feces littered back- alley where a mob doctor practiced ever since a malpractice suit took away his license. Vlad didn't care. All the doctor had to do was cut open that whale and fish out Marticock, then sew her back up. Marine biologists - stoned college hippies - did it all the time with whales and sharks.

But Reza's physique was a major unforeseen complication. The oozing shelves of fat constantly spilled into any cuts the "doctor" would make. After several hours, he disconnected Marticock and fished him out of the sweating sack of shit. He gave up trying to sew up Reza's innards properly and just stapled her abdomen shut, leaving a large gaping hole from Reza's womb into the surrounding lard.

Vlad stood at the stove, "hey, Porky, I'm frying some potatoes, get your fat ass in here!"

Reza farted with apprehension. She knew what that meant. "But, Vladdie-Pop..."

"I said now!" Vlad farted.

Reza wallowed into the kitchen, sweating and panting from the 5-foot walk. She shut her eyes tightly and put her hands over her face as she sobbed uncontrollably.

Vlad grabbed a baseball bat that was leaning against the wall. He gripped the bat and swung it around with full-force into Reza's massive gut. He then quickly grabbed the frying pan, filled with potatoes and pulled down Reza's panties. He held the pan under her vagina. Vlad drooled as he watched the gooey chunks of lard drip out of Reza's vagina and into the frying pan. After the last few drops of lard plopped into the pan, Vlad swung Reza around and kicked her massive rear, "now get the fuck out of my face, pig."

Vlad fried up the potatoes, drooling and farting with anticipation.