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We can start this video with you in your bikini on your bed. You have a cold compress over your eyes. You are propped up on pillow that make you bend at the waist and accentuate your belly. You're drinking and snacking. You hear me come in. Without taking off the compress, you talk to me. You complain about your hectic day, the morning spent shopping, the afternoon spent sunbathing to ready yourself for the pool party. You tell me we should be leaving soon and to get ready for the pool party.

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Custom clip, no names are used so everyone can join the fun.

The order:

We can start this video with you in your bikini on your bed. You have a cold compress over your eyes. You are propped up on pillow that make you bend at the waist and accentuate your belly. You're drinking and snacking. You hear me come in. Without taking off the compress, you talk to me. You complain about your hectic day, the morning spent shopping, the afternoon spent sunbathing to ready yourself for the pool party. You tell me we should be leaving soon and to get ready for the pool party.

As I enter you take off the compress and behold me with shock. Some possible comments -

What are you wearing? Man-panties? Oh, hell no!

It's been over 20 years ago since you where a competitive college swimmer and obviously well over 20 pounds.

Your six pack is gone, now you look more like that keg you've been drinking!

Can you even make a muscle anymore?

You've really lost your fighting trim.

Turn around, what's happened to the old buns of steel? My god, spank that! Whoa, flabby!

Look at you in those skimpy man-panties. What happened to that bulge they used to have?

Come on, stud, show me what you have. Is that it? Pathetic.

From studmuffin to doughboy!

From sleek tiger to soft teddy bear.

You turn the comments to you saying "I was a bikini model, I have my reputation to protect."

"You don't see me walking around with my belly bulging over the band of my bikini!" You smooth a hand over your tummy and look down to the sad realization that is exactly what is happening.

You try to keep up appearances for a while. Displaying yourself as a bikini model sucking in and trying to look slim and hardbodied. Still insisting you are the same svelte bikini model you were the day we married.

Soon, you give up. You let out your breath and let your tummy bulge.

Defeated, you admit the new reality. We've both grown soft on the good life. The staff has fed and fattened us.

Momentarily, you decide we must get it back. We are going to diet. You take your drink and your snack and throw them away, swearing to eat cleanly. And we are going to exercise. You try to do a few sit-ups, but it is so hard! You try running in place, but you are soon panting and exhausted. Once again, exhausted, you give up and let yourself sag and bulge.

Let's skip the party you say, we'll have our own party here. The only thing we really need to work on is restoring what's in my man-panties to its former glory! You look at me seductively. You remove your bikini top and fondle your magnificent breasts. You end by saying "let's see what I can do. I bet I can bring my stud back."

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