Godin

 

CHAPTER 1

It was a hot summer day in Zaanstad, Holland. The band Godverdomme was looking for a new bass player. The previous one quit over "creative differences" The lead guitarist was Kracht, a long blond haired twenty-five year old man who stood 6 foot 1 with piercings and tattoos. He was relatively built and had a scar over his right eye. The rhythm guitar player was Pjin, a long black haired twenty-four year old man who stood 5'9 who wore black leather with piercings and tattoos. The drummer was Verwoesting, a bald thirty year old man with tattoos and piercings who stood about 5 foot 5. The lead singer was Godin, a chubby, brown haired twenty three year old girl with bangs. She was around 5 foot 4 and weighed about 230 pounds. She sat with the others at a table as one musician after another played notes, discussed their likes and said why they wanted to join. Then someone walked in who looked different from the others. He walked in wearing a black leather jacket, white sneakers, blue jeans and a white t-shirt. He was holding a black guitar case and amp, had short blonde hair, one tattoo and no piercings. The tattoo was on his upper left shoulder and it said FA. Pjin, Verwoesting and Kracht looked at each other as Godin looked him up and down. Unlike the others, he had discernible build to him, like an ex-athlete. Kracht asked in Dutch “What's your name?” but the man didn't answer. Pjin looked at him and said in Dutch “Did you hear him? He asked your name. What is it?” The man still didn't answer and Kracht turned to Pjin while saying in Dutch “Well fuck this guy then.” Godin stuck her hand out and looked at the man sideways. She asked in Dutch “Wait.....do you speak Dutch?” The man shook his head as Verwoesting laughed. Kracht threw his hands up and said in Dutch “This guy can't even speak Dutch, what is he, Swedish?” Godin asked in Swedish “Do you speak Swedish?” The man shook his head and Verwoesting asked Godin in Dutch “He can't speak Dutch, he can't speak Swedish, where the hell is he from, France?” Godin asked in French “Do you speak French?” The man answered in French “Yes, but not very well.” Godin asked in French “What do you speak?” The man answered “English” as Kracht and Verwoesting rolled their eyes. Pjin said in Dutch “Just what we needed.” Godin said “Ah, you are English, yes?” The man replied “American.” Kracht turned to Godin and asked in Dutch “An American? For real? What's he doing here?” Pjin asked “How did you end up here in Holland?” The man looked at Pjin and said “A Hostel trip gone wrong.” Kracht looked at Pjin and asked in Dutch “Was that a joke or is he being serious?” Godin answered coldly “We're in Zaanstad and you don't speak Dutch. How do you expect to join this band?” The man answered “Like this” and he put down his amp. He plugged it into a nearby outlet and then plugged in his bass. He asked “Ready?” Kracht put his palms out and said “Go! Play!” The man started with a bass solo then went into Headless Cross by Black Sabbath. Verwoesting stood and said “Headless Cross!”

Kracht asked Godin in Dutch “He can play but can he play our style?” Godin nodded her head antKracht and asked “Can you play one of our songs we cover?” The man answered “What is your style?” Godin answered “We're a metal band.” The man replied “Name it, I'll play” Godin turned to the others and said in Dutch “Alright you guys, play something. Let's see if he can follow along. Pjin and Kracht picked up their guitars as Verwoesting sat behind his drumkit. Pjin started to play Welcome To The Jungle and the man knew it instantly. The man channeled his inner Duff McKagan and played along as the song kicked in. After thirty seconds Kracht told everyone to stop. They went into several established songs seeing if the man could follow along and he ended up following each and every one of them. After the final song Godin stood up from her seat and said “You're hired.” Pjin stuck his hand out and said “Not bad for an American” and the man shook it. Verwoesting also shook his hand but Kracht walked over to Godin and said in Dutch “What? You can't be serious! We can get anyone to play bass that can speak proper Dutch. He's good but how are we going to communicate?” Godin looked at the man and replied in Dutch “There's something about him that's different. He's too good not to hire. I can feel it.” Kracht said in Dutch “Fine, have it your way. He'll last about two weeks, just wait.” Kracht wasn't really prejudicial against Americans, he just had a lot riding on this band. He didn't want to go back to working on the streets with the road crew. Kracht grew up in a tough section of the Netherlands never knowing his mother who died during childbirth. His father was abusive and he ended up dropping out of school when he was fifteen years old. He did oddjobs to make money and music was his way out of the slums once and for all.

Pjin actually grew up in Zaanstad and was the most well known of the group since he grew up in town. If Pjin liked you, the rest of the town did. Pjin grew up relatively normal with both parents and a younger sister who was in university. He was an acoustic guitar player in high school and had learned electric in the years since. He had the least riding on the band because his father ran a successful insurance business and Pjin could join at any time. Pjin realized that if the American could play well, he could stay with the band instead of going to work at his father's business office. Verwoesting was what they called a “journeyman drummer” bouncing around from band to band ever since he was eighteen. He didn't expect this band to play out any different than every other band he was in. They'd tour for a while, never get noticed and break up. It was a jaded attitude but that was what he was used to. He was the eldest of the group and was essentially a mercenary. Godin was originally born in Greece but her parents immigrated to Holland when she was eight years old. She actually went to school with Pjin and they had a minor band where she was the singer. Godin's older brother worked on the road crew with Kracht which is how they found him. They simply hired Verwoesting at an audition. Godin was always being told she couldn't make it because she was chubby but she loved to prove people wrong. She didn't just want to be a plus sized Adele either, being in a metal band could showcase that she was badass too. Godin looked at the American and asked “What's your name?” Before the American could even answer, Kracht put his hand out and said in Dutch “No no no, forget his real name. Give him one of ours.” Godin looked at the American and admired his body, his looks and his general build. It reminded her of the Spartans she used to read about with her father as a child. Godin smiled and said “You shall now be known as....Strijder.” The American asked “What's that mean?” Godin says “Warrior.” The man smiled and said “Sounds good to me.” Kracht looked at Godin and Godin pointed at him while saying “Kracht.” She pointed at the others and said “Pjin, Verwoesting.” Strijder asked “What's your name?” She answered “Godin” Strijder asked “What's that mean?” Godin giggled and answered “Goddess.” Strijder cracked a big smile and said “That's exactly what you are.” Kracht rolled his eyes but Verwoesting said in Dutch “Ha, I like this guy. Great sense of humor.” Godin and Strijder admired each other's figures and smiled at each other.

CHAPTER 2

For the next two weeks Strijder got adjusted to life on the road with Godverdomme. After they were booked for their first live gig they had to stay at a cheap motel so they didn't have to sleep in the van. Once again Pjin's father had to pay for it all. Strijder roomed with Pjin, Kracht roomed with Verwoesting and Godin roomed by herself. Pjin tried as best he could to communicate with Stridjer but the only one who could speak fluent English was Godin. The evening before their first gig, Pjin was in his room listening to Legion of the Damned with headphones on his bed as Strijder was doing pushups with his feet up on his own bed. Pjin shook his head and said in Dutch to himself “If I had a body like that I would not be playing in a band.” Strijder stopped mid-push up and asked “What?” Pjin shook his head and said “Nothing. You work out great.” Strijder then started doing sit-ups and Pjin turned his music off. Pjin said “My English is not good.” Strijder replied “My Dutch is even worse. You're fine.” Pjin asked “How'd you end up in Holland?” Strijder answered “A bad Hostel trip.” Pjin replied “What?” Strijder said “Don't worry about it. You're the money man of this band, right?” Pjin said “Yes, how you say....rich father.” Strijder started stretching his knees and said “Tell him I said danke.” Pjin chuckled and Strijder started doing Yoga exercises. Pjin asked “You work out a lot?” Strijder answered “Every day. Why do they call you Pjin?” Pjin laughed and said “I try to...how you say...kill myself.” Strijder nearly fell over in mid-stretch and said “What??” Pjin replied “I was...unhappy...I try to kill myself. I failed. My friend Mila visited me in hospital. She made me alive again.” Strijder “Alive again? Is she a nurse?” Pjin looked confused as Strijder mimicked what a nurse would so as Pjin said “Oh, verpleegster.” Strijder smirked and said “Yeah, that.” Pjin said “No,Mila was my friend since...how you say...Intermediate.” Strijder “How old?” Pjin held up 10 fingers and Strijder figured out they've known each other since they were ten years old. Stijder said “Mila must be special if you wanted to live for her. Is she your wife?” Pjin “Wife?” Strijder then mimicked hugging and kissing and he said “Vrouw? No. We are just friends. She called me Pjin because of the 'pjin' I inflicted on myself. She is how you say, special. That's why we gave each other names.” Strijder “What name did you give her?” Pjin smiled and said “Godin.” Strijder pointed to the door and said “THAT Godin?” Pjin nodded and said “Yes, Mila is Godin. Goddess.” Strijder smiled and continued working out.

While that was going on, Kracht and Verwoesting were in their room watching Mocro Maffia on television and talking amongst themselves in Dutch. Kracht took a swig of Amstel and Verwoesting had his arms folded. Kracht “I don't know about the American, Verwoesting. You and I have to most to lose if this doesn't work out.” Verwoesting replied “Rich boy goes back to his dad, American goes home and Godin can do whatever she wants.” Kracht said “Rehearsals are one thing, playing live is different. I don't know if Strijder can do it.” Verwoesting replied “I know he can do it, but we're not going to get anywhere playing covers.” Kracht nodded his head and said “I'm sure we can come up with something.” Verwoesting unfolded his arms and said “We better. Otherwise its on to the next band for me and back to the road crew for you.” Verwoesting got up to use the bathroom as Kracht made a fist and shook his head. Kracht was mad that Verwoesting had said that but more mad at the fact it was the truth more than the jaded attitude.

Meanwhile in her room Godin was laying on her bed listening to Nirvana's Come As You Are and thinking about her bandmates. She and Pjin went back a long time and she thought Kracht was a good person if you got past his exterior. Verwoesting was more or less in it for money but she didn't get any creepy vibes from him. Then there was Strijder, the American. Thinking of him made Godin smile. She named him Strijder because he looked like a Spartan but in the last two weeks, he had been the nicest to her out of the others. Part of the mystery was she knew very little about him. He didn't really talk much and spoke zero Dutch. She spoke the best English out of the band so she knew why he gravitated toward her most of the time. She was extremely intelligent and like Pjin, had a choice of careers to pick from. She was still only twenty-three compared to the thirty year old Verwoesting. Godin was impressed that Strijder could play ANYTHING they wanted. He was good at rehearsals but could he play live? Godin hoped that they had the same chemistry on stage that they had at rehearsals. This was going to be their first test tonight and she had a gut feeling that Strijder would not let her down. A lot of thoughts went through her head as she laid on her bed, one of them was if she could get Strijder to stay even if the band didn't work out. He seemed like a lost soul and she wanted to give him stability. She looked at the clock and realized she needed to take a shower before that night's gig. While in the shower she sung to herself and wondered how it would sound onstage.

That was a question that needed to be answered. Godverdomme wouldn't have to wait long to find out if Strijder could play live or if Godin's voice could carry over in front of an audience. They were booked at the Podium De Flux in Zaanstad and were the opening act. When they took the stage, Godin was wearing a tight black dress that showed off her bust and shoulders very well. Strijder noticed she was wearing a thong underneath when she bent slightly over to take a bow. Godin shouted in Dutch “Good evening everybodyyyyyyy!” The crowd itself was relatively small, only about sixty people or so. The main attraction wasn't really an attraction so people were they to give Godverdomme a chance. Godin continued in Dutch “I present to you, GODVERDOMME! I am Godin.” Godin bent over right in front of Kracht and Strijder who both smiled as the crowd got a great shot of her 38 DD breasts barely contained by her breasts. Godin continued in Dutch “With me is our lead guitar player Kracht!” Kracht hit a few notes and ran his hand threw his hair as the crowd cheered a little bit. Godin “And your hometown hero, Pjin!” The whole crowd erupted and Pjin threw up devil horns to acknowledge them. Godin kept going in Dutch “Our drummer.....Verwoesting!” Verwoesting banged a few drums as the crowd cheered significantly less for him than they did Pjin. Godin then pointed to Stridjer and said in Dutch “Joining us from the United States of America, our newest member.....STRIJDER!” Strijder put his bass down and took off his shirt to reveal six pack abs and muscles that he flexed for the crowd. Godin hadn't really seen him shirtless yet and she couldn't help but stare as the ladies in the crowd all cheered for the American. Strijder picked his bass back up as Godin said in Dutch “We have a great show for you tonight and we're gonna start with a local favorite. One...two....three...HIT IT!”
The band went into the song Venus by Shocking Blue. Godin shook her hips and grabbed the mic stand. She went into the song and Strijder didn't miss a beat. Most bands when they play together for the first time are a bit rusty or don't have perfect timing. Verwoesting's experience and Strijder's natural talent had them looking like they've been playing together for years. Pjin and Kracht did their best to keep up and Godin had the crowd on her feet with her gyrations, revealing outfit and amazing vocals. Pjin, Strijder and Kracht played the notes as the set continued with Godin shaking her ass and tits for the crowd. The second song was Line In The Sand by Motorhead and once again Verwoesting and Stijder played everything perfectly. Kracht was able to play the guitar solo very well and Godin realized that Strijder was the missing ingredient the band needed to take things to the next level. As the second song ended, the crowd cheered. They were getting into not only the songs but what was happening on stage. Godin brought the male gazes to what she was doing and Strijder's ripped body had the female gazes focused on him. Kracht and Pjin kept the hardcore music fans attention with their playing and Verwoesting kept up perfectly. Kracht said to Strijder who was sweating and wiping his brow “Not bad for an American” and stuck his hand out. In Kracht's mind, Strijder passed the test. Kracht's concern was the band falling flat but he realized that if they could keep the momentum they were showing tonight, they were destined for better things.

Strijder shook Kracht's hand and they went into the final song, Headless Cross by Black Sabbath. Verwoesting was the music historian of the group and prided himself of knowing a lot of the metal bands from around the world. One of his favorite albums growing up was Black Sabbath's Headless Cross and got excited when Strijder played the Laurence Cottle bassline at the audition. After the third song the crowd of sixty people all gave them a standing ovation. As the band were taking their bows, Strijder's eyes were locked on Godin. She looked over to him and he nodded, Godin winking at him in return. The band loaded their gear into a van that Pjin's father bought for the group when they first started and went to Club Next to celebrate their first successful gig. Once again Pjin's father organized a little VIP section party where campaign and alcohol flowed. Various local women were crawling all over Kracht, Pjin, Verwoesting and Strijder while Godin sat on a lucky male fan's lap. Strijder was practically ignoring the 5 foot 1 110 pound girl practically throwing herself at him to watch Godin flirt with the man she was sitting on. Srijder overheard her telling the man that she wasn't going to hook up with the dude because she wasn't on birth control. Kracht put his arm around a curly haired brunette girl and said in Dutch “Ain't this a party guys?” Verwoesting stroked the cheek of an older redheaded lady who was about forty years old but had a body better than most twenty year olds as he answered in Dutch “You said it!” Kracht started kissing his girl who stood about 5'2 weighing 100 pounds. Verwoesting started grabbing the boobs of his redheaded friend who was 5'3 115 pounds. Pjin went to the bar for a drink while the girl kissing up on Strijder realized he wasn't reciprocating. She asked in Dutch “What's the matter, you don't like me?” Strijder just looked at her and didn't answer. The girl asked in Dutch “Did I do something wrong?” Verwoesting happened to be sitting next to Strijder and heard her trying to get through to him. He said in her ear in Dutch “He doesn't speak Dutch, he's from the United States.” The girl then said in broken English “Oh, you American, yes?” Stijder nodded and she said “I'm sorry. My English is not good...I'm.....” Before she could finish her sentence, Strijder pulled her in and kissed her. She closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around his neck but Strijder kept one eye open to watch what Godin was doing. Pjin had his rum and coke at the bar and noticed from afar that Strijder was more concerned with Godin than he was with the girl that was kissing him. He said to himself “He can have that girl but he keeps staring at Godin, why?” Later on Godin grabbed her date by the hand and went to the bar area together. The woman sitting on his lap had to get up and leave with her friends and Strijder sat there alone watching Godin and her date. Pjin sat down next to him and say “You get her number, yes?” Strijder looked at Pjin and said “No.” Pjin asked “Why not?” Strijder said “She's not my type.” Pjin said “What's “not my type.” You no like?” Strijder chuckled and said “Yes, I no like.” Pjin said “That's shit. She good looking.” Strijder laughed and said “Someone else I know is good looking” and they toasted their drinks.

CHAPTER 3

Two months went by and Strijder still couldn't speak Dutch worth a damn. The good news was their playing was good enough to get gigs all over the Netherlands. Strijder had kept himself in shape as best he could during their latest road trip. While the others practiced or screwed around before and after shows, Strijder did home workouts or found a gym that would let him in for the day. On this trip, he was taking a nap in the van that Godverdomme were traveling in for a show in Vlaardingen. There was also a recording studio they had booked time for to record their debut album. The problem was nobody was a strong songwriter with the exception of Strijder but he didn't trust himself outside of the US. The band were excited for the studio time but something was off about Strijder. For the past few months he seemed homesick and lonely but didn't really tell anyone. The only one who seemed to notice was Godin. She noticed he was asleep and kicked him awake while saying “STRIJDER!” Strijder bolted awake and looked around confused. Godin giggled and said “Wake up. We're almost there.” Strijder yawned and said “Yeah, sure.” Kracht and Pijn started laughing and Kracht said “Wake up sleepyhead.” Pjin quipped “American not used to eight hour drives, yes?” Strijder rubbed his eyes and said “Four hours is too long, eight hours is inhuman.” Godin laughed and put her arm around him while translating what he said to the others, causing them to laugh. Strijder enjoyed her softness and he leaned into her as she said “Aww there there, you be okay, yes?” Strijder grabbed a hold of Godin's love handle and massaged it. The warmth of his hand and the way he massaged her made her tingle. He said “Yeah yeah, got any Dr. Pepper?” Pijn, Verwoesting and Kracht laughed at him and Kracht turned to Verwoesting and said in Dutch “Dr. Pepper, you gotta be kidding me.” Pjin asked in Dutch “What's wrong with beer?” and Verwoesting answered “Why don't we get him a nice warm glass of milk?” Kracht laughed as Godin held Strijder and said in Dutch “Stop it you guys, you know he can't understand you.” Kracht said “We're just playing, yes?” Godin felt Strijder's arm go limp as he fell back asleep laying his head on her shoulder. Her softness was the perfect cushion for him and he felt safe in her arms. Kracht nudged Pjin and said in Dutch “Awww look at that, he fell asleep on her. Like a little baby.” Pijn and Verwoesting laughed and Godin said in Dutch “Oh shut up you weasels, we'll be there in fifteen minutes. Let him pass out.” Godin held Strijder close as he slept. She massaged his muscular arms and kissed his forehead before whispering in his ear “Sleep well my Strijder.” Kracht said in Dutch “Awww isn't that sweet.” Godin said in Dutch “Oh shut the fuck up,” The group all laughed but Strijder was still out cold. Godin stroked his shoulders and once again kissed his forehead gently. She could smell his shampoo and body wash and started getting the tingle again. She started cuddling him and thought about holding him like this in a bed. Pjin looked at the way Godin was holding Strijder and smiled, he knew what Strijder was talking about now.

Once they pulled into the parking lot at The Kroepoekfabriek Godin tapped Strijder's shoulder to wake him up and said “Wake up, we're here.” Strijder came to and the band all hopped out of the van. Kracht, Pjin and Verwoesting started unloading the gear while Strijder stretched. Godin was wearing black leggings and a black t-shirt and she stood up and reached over to pull her travel bag off the shelf. She looked over her shoulder and saw Strijder staring at her ass and said “Help the guys, no stare at my ass.” Strijder laughed and slowly climbed out of the van rubbing his eyes. Pjin was having a trouble carrying his amp and Strijder non-chalantly picked up his amp for him as well as his own while walking into the venu. Pjin shook his head and said in Dutch “Fucking show off.” Strijder walked back out and saw Verwoesting struggling to lift some of his drums and effortlessly took them out of his hands and ran into the venue. Verwoesting turned to Godin who was exiting the van with her bag and said in Dutch “Thanks for waking him up.” Godin laughed as she walked inside the concert hall. Strijder ran past her and brought in more equipment that the others were supposed to and Kracht said in Dutch “Alright, alright we get the point.” After everything was loaded, plugged in and ready for the show, Godverdomme took the stage to rehearse. Kracht went into one of the original songs they were working on as Verwoesting and Strijder joined in. Godin did vocal exercises while Pjin had a camera and filmed the whole thing. Godin said to him in Dutch “What are you doing, get to rehearsing!” Pjin answered in Dutch “Just wanted to capture the moment.” Strijder saw that was being filmed and dropped down and did twenty pushups. Godin whistled at him and Kracht said in Dutch “Oh come on you guys, this is serious.” Godin walked over and sat on Strijder's back. The others laughed but to Godin's surprise, Strijder did manage a few pushups even with her on top of him. Godin said “Wow, you are strong, yes?” Strijder huffed and said “You must...be eating...good.” Godin gasped and slapped at Strijder as the others laughed. Godin said “You naughty boy” but was cut off by Strijder tickling her ankle, causing her to fall off him. She shrieked as he got on top of her. He jiggled and tickled her belly and Kracht said in Dutch “Oh the hell with it.” Pjin said in Dutch “Oh lighten up, Kracht. We'll get it right tonight, don't worry. Let everyone have their fun.” Strijder and Godin caught their breath and looked at each other while they were laying on the stage. They smiled into each other's eyes and Godin stuck her tongue out at him. Strijder wanted to stick his own tongue out but their faces was so close he might have French kissed her. Strijder got back to his feet and picked up his bass. Kracht said in Dutch “Wonderful, clown hour is finally over. Let's get to work.” Strijder went into Parasite by KISS and Verwoesting got all excited. He shouted “Parasite!” and started doing the Peter Criss drumline. Strijder went over to Godin's mic and sang “Parasite baby, Parasite eyes” Everyone stopped playing as they realized Strijder could sing. Godin said “Woah, you never said you could sing.” Strijder said “I'm sorry, you are the singer. I didn't think it was my place to say.” Godin said “Oh no, its good thing, yes?” Pjin said “You sing good.” Strijder then played what Kracht wanted as Godin continued to admire his body and the way he moved on stage. Strijder would take a glance at Godin any chance he could, he admired how she stretched out her clothes and how they hugged her curves. Tonight was their chance to take another step toward the big time and it was going to be all business. Strijder and Godin kept watching each other as they rehearsed and the others seemed to notice.
That night they rocked The Kroepoekfabriek and had a wild party in the hotel. Once again there were plenty of girls for the guys and a few boys for Godin. This time Strijder didn't seemed to be as interested. When the party started to end, everyone went to their respective rooms with whoever they wanted to go to bed with that night. All that was left in Godin's room were the guy she met earlier and Strijder. At one point Godin's date passed out on the floor and Strijder shook his head. Not too long after, Strijder had excused himself to go out on the balcony. While he was out there Godin snuck around her sleeping date and noticed Strijder left his phone behind. She then opened it and glanced what was in it. Her eyes bulged when she found his OnlyFans account and the women he was subscribed to. She also scrolled through his pictures and started giggling to herself. She looked out at him and said “This makes sense. So much sense now.” Godin put the phone down when Strijder returned to the room and pretended not to notice it was there. Strijder rubbed his eyes and said “I'm going to bed, see you tomorrow.” Godin hugged him close and said “Don't forget, we record tomorrow.” Strijder squeezed her love handles and Godin finally realized why he would do that. He said “Yeah, I'll be ready.” Strijder let her go and went to walk to the door. Godin said “Hey, wait.” Strijder stopped and asked “What?” Godin pointed at his phone and said “You forgot phone.” Strijder said “Oh, yeah. Thanks for telling me.” He stepped over the passed out dude, grabbed his phone and left the room. Godin put her hand on her hip and said “I should have known, Strijder”

CHAPTER 4

Godverdomme convened at Red Rack Productions recording studio to record their first album that Kracht was calling “Liefde”. In a three day span, they recorded their first nine tracks no problem but they were having trouble with a tenth. Godin insisted that Strijder contribute a song much to Kracht's dismay. In the middle of the cramped studio, Kracht held onto his guitar and said in Dutch “We're doing well without him contributing a song, why do you need him to do a song so badly? He can't even speak Dutch!” Godin replied in Dutch “So what? Maybe what we need is a song in English to expand our audience.” Kracht asked in Dutch “Does he even know how to write songs?” Godin pointed over to Strijder and asked in Dutch “Why don't you ask him?” Kracht looked at Strijder and asked “Hey Strijder, you write song?” Strijder nodded his head and replied “Yes.” Kracht asked “Got idea?” Strijder again nodded his head and said “Yes.” Godin asked “Like what?” Strijder looked at Godin and checked her out before saying “Let's just say its just about finished but I'm missing something.” Godin asked “What are you missing?” Strijder shrugged his shoulders and said “Its hard to explain.” Kracht threw his hands up and said in Dutch “Let's take a break, we're almost done anyway. We have the studio until tomorrow, if Strijder can't come up with something, I'll cobble something together.” Kracht packed up his guitar and simply walked out the door shaking his head. Pjin followed suit close behind and Strijder asked “What's his problem?” Godin patted his shoulder and said “Its okay, we're all tired. Not your fault.” Verwoesting got up and left as well. Strijder packed up his bass and went to leave when Godin grabbed his hand. She said “Wait. Come to my room tonight.” Strijder asked “What for?” Godin replied “To work on your song, you have idea, yes?” Strijder said “Yes I do.” Godin nodded and said “Good, come see me tonight.” Strijder said “Okay” and Godin let go of his hand. Strijder grabbed his bass and left the studio. Godin studied his body up and down as he left and licked her lips.

Later that night after they had a group meeting on what to do that night. The boys decided to go out but Strijder was reminded that he had to be at the hotel later to work with Godin on the last song. At the club, various girls were once again throwing themselves at the band and as usual, Strijder seemed disinterested. This club's VIP section was a little bit more cramped which meant they could hear each other speak better. Kracht had a thin blonde girl on his lap while Pjin had two brunettes on both sides of him. Verwoesting had a red head on his lap that he was kissing. Strijder sat off in the corner just looking straight ahead. Pjin looked over and asked “Strijder, you ok?” Strijder nodded his head and Pjin shrugged his shoulders and said “Okay”. Kracht looked over and said “You no like girls?” before he laughed. Strijder said “Thinking about the song I'm working on.” Verwoesting stopped kissing his girl and said “Work on that with Godin, have fun now.” Strijder looked around the bar but sighed when he couldn't find any girl he could be potentially interested in. Pjin leaned over and asked Kracht in Dutch “Do you think he doesn't like girls?” Kracht answered “No, he does. I was just messing with him.” Pjin said “Are you sure about that? He never....” Suddenly a woman walked in who was kind of chubby and had brown hair with bangs. Strijder popped up and almost ran to the bar as the other three watched him go. Verwoesting asked in Dutch “What the hell was that about?” Pjin answered in Dutch “He just ran for that woman that just walked in. She looks familiar.” Kracht watched intently as Strijder introduced himself to the woman sitting at the bar. Kracht said to the others in Dutch “Hey, doesn't she look like Godin a little bit?” Pjin and Verwoesting looked over and both said in Dutch “Yes.” From across the bar Strijder looked over at his bandmates and could see Kracht shaking hands with the other two. He thought to himself “What was that about?” Strijder continued to talk to the girl and from across the room Kracht said to himself “What is he doing?” Pjin looked over and said in Dutch “Well, at least we know he likes girls, right?” Strijder then shook the ladies hand and went back to the group, sitting back down in the corner. Kracht asked in English “What, she no like you?” Strijder said “She has a boyfriend.” Pjin said “So?? You're Strijder of Godverdomme, you better.” Strijder shook his head and said “Not my style, Pjin.” Strijder looked up at the clock and realized it was getting close to 10 PM. He got up and said “Alright, time to meet Godin.” Kracht looked over to Pjin and Verwoesting while nodding his head.” Kracht said “Good luck” as Strijder made his way out of the door. As Strijder walked down the street he said to himself “Something's missing with this song. I just don't know what it is.”

At 10 PM he was dressed in a white muscle shirt, blue jeans and white sneakers as he knocked on Godin's door. He was holding his guitar case with his bass in it and said “Godin, its me.” Godin opened the door and put her arm against it. She was wearing a black dress with roses on it that hugged her chubby frame. She was holding a wine glass and was wearing makeup and perfume. Strijder was stunned and Godin said in a sultry voice “Come on in, Strijder.” Strijder never smelled something so good before as he walked inside her room. She put a bit of a wiggle in her walk as she walked over to the room's chair. He stood at the edge of her bed as she sat down in the room's chair. Her dress was hugging her big belly, thighs and breasts. She took a sip of wine and crossed her legs as best she could. Strijder set the bass down and said “About that song I'm working on.” He went to open the case but Godin said “I didn't bring you here for that.” Strijder looked confused and asked “Then what did you bring me here for?” Godin smiled and stuck her tongue out. She said “You'll see....”

CHAPTER 5

Godin pointed to the bed and said “Sit down, I tell you, yes?” Strijder sat down on the bed and Godin smiled. She took a sip of wine and said “I had to confront you about something. Something that has been on my mind a long time but I could never prove it. Then last night I got all the proof I needed.” Strijder leaned forward with his palms out and asked “What in the world are you talking about?” Godin swung in her chair a little and said “I've been wondering why you hadn't had a long term girlfriend since you've been here. I've noticed that when we have parties, you don't really hook up with the girls that are around. Its been months and you still haven't hooked up with anyone.” Strijder's tone got harsh and asked “What's that got to do with anything?” Godin said “I started thinking you were gay.” Strijder shouted “Gay??” Godin put her hands up and said “But then the other night I looked through your phone.” Strijder shot up like a cannon and screamed “YOU DID WHAT?” Godin bobbed her head side to side and said “Admit it Strijder...you like fat girls.” Strijder's anger subsided and he stood there silently. Godin continued “I saw your OnlyFans account, I saw all the girls you're subscribed to that look or sound exactly like me. I also went through your pictures and mostly everything was either me or pictures of you and me.” Strijder still said nothing and just folded his arms. Godin took a sip of wine and said “We've been in the same band for months, you could have told me this.” Strijder looked away for a second and Godin said “Admit it, you like fat girls...specifically....me.” Godin giggled and smiled and uncrossed her legs. Strijder noticed she wasn't wearing any underwear and her nether-region was quite hairy. Godin asked “Why didn't you tell me you liked fat girls? Are you shy about it? Afraid you were going to be made fun of by the boys? Or was it because you like me?” Strijder still said nothing but Godin noticed he started to squirm. She said “Does my fat body turn you on, Strijder?” Godin began rubbing her belly and her breasts. Strijder tried to look away but couldn't help but glance over at her. Godin realized this and asked “You like a big belly, yes? You like my breasts?” Strijder tried to turn his head away again but couldn't resist looking.” Godin said “Don't fight it Strijder. Admit it, you like me. You like me fat, don't you?” Godin opened her legs even further and started rubbing her furry pussy. Godin moaned and asked “You like this fat pussy don't you? I don't shave, I'm all natural, yes?” Strijder still didn't say a word but his temperature was rising and started breathing heavier. Godin stood from her seat and asked “What about this belly?” Godin rubbed her belly and jiggled it around. She lifted it to expose her furry pussy and let it drop.” Godin asked “You like big fat belly, yes?” Strijder looked away and squirmed. Godin said “Don't fight it Strijder. Ah, I know what get you to stare.” Godin turned around and bent over the chair she had been sitting in. Her dress rode up exposing her big, round, bare ass. Godin looked over her shoulder and asked “You always stare at my ass. You like, no?” Strijder squirmed even more and started rocking back and forth. Godin said “I shake it for you.” Godin began twerking, bouncing her butt cheeks up and down. She looked over her shoulder and saw Strijder's erection that had popped up in his jeans. Godin smiled and said “I knew you'd like that. You get hard, yes?”

Godin spread her thighs so he could get a full view of her ass, pussy and thighs. Strijder opened his mouth but couldn't get the words out. He was so enchanted by Godin's beauty he literally was speechless. Godin bent over a little more and said “Yes, Strijder, speak.” Strijder continued to struggle to get his words out “I...I....” Godin “Yes?” Strijder stood and said “I want to....I want to.” Godin said “You.....want to fuck me?” Strijder stopped squirming and shaking. He said in a serious tone “Yes.” Godin stopped twerking and pulled the dress over her head. She turned around and walked up to Strijder completely naked. Godin said “What's stopping you, Strijder?” Strijder suddenly went into a half tirade by saying “Are you even attracted to me? You could have given me signs you were interested too. Yes, I am shy...shy around gorgeous girls. You've always been gorgeous.” Godin pushed Strijder on the bed and mounted him. She pulled his muscle shirt off and ran her hands up his abs and chest, letting out a soft moan. She said “I've always thought you were attractive. I couldn't prove you liked fat girls until I saw your phone. Now admit it...you like fat girls.” Strijder shook his head and Godin looked confused. She said “You don't....like fat girls?” Strijder said “I like....YOU!” Suddenly Strijder reached up, pulled Godin's head down and kissed her deeply on the lips. At first this movie caught Godin off guard but soon she settled into the kiss. She put her hands on his neck as he wrapped her arms around her waist. They kissed and she started to breathe heavy, exhaling in his face. She said “There's one thing I want to ask. How did you end up in Holland?” Strijder stroked the back of her head and said “I don't want to ruin the mood.” Godin said “Tell me.” Strijder sighed and said “I was engaged to a woman in London for two years. I was trying to make it as a bass guitarist there because I relocated for this woman. The problem was she wanted me to be in a punk band and that's not really my style. We took a trip to Holland and spent time in a Hostel just for vacation. Turns out she had a boyfriend here behind my back and left me for him. I got to our room and there was note saying she had run away with him. I literally had almost no money, just my bass and amp that I brought with me to work on a song.” Godin's eyes bulged and she put her hand over her mouth while saying “Godverdomme”. Strijder continued “Thankfully I was able to find a hotel that would let me play bass in the lobby to earn money to cover rent until I could find a way home to the United States. For two weeks I lived like that and had no idea how I was ever going to get home. Then I saw your ad in the local paper for needing a bass player. Basically, you saved my life, Godin.”

A tear rolled down Godin's cheek and she said “I'm so sorry Strijder. I didn't know you had been hurt.” Strijder held Godin's hands with his own and said “I'm with you now.” Strijder started grinding up and in rhythm with Godin's own hip movements. She moaned and said “Oh,....Oh...Ohhhhhh, I need jeans off.” Godin got up and Strijder quickly removed his jeans and boxer briefs. He stood there naked and picked up Godin off the ground. Nobody had ever been strong enough to do that. He then pushed her on the bed and got on top of her, pinning her arms down and kissing her deeply. He said “Now its time for you to admit something.” Godin smiled and kissed him and asked “What?” Strijder grinned and said “Admit it Godin, you're fat.” Strijder began jiggling her belly like a bowl of jello, she giggled and moaned as he jiggled her breasts next. She said “I am so fat, Strijder. I am fat like Santa.” Strijder let out an audible snort and grunt as he kissed her more feverishly than before. Godin had turned on the juggernaut and he couldn't stop. He asked “Have you always been a fat girl?” She nodded and said “Yes, I've been fat since I was a little girl.” He sneered and said “Mmmmmm you've always been nice and fat. Perfect for me.” Strijder began jiggling her thighs, the impact of them started to vibrate against her pussy. Within moments she was dripping wet. Strijder detected the aroma of her wetness and began to rub her furry vagina. As he felt the wetness, the hair and the soft skin he said “Look at this, look at this wet pussy. You're so wet....so turned on...you want me to eat you out don't you?” Godin nodded and said “Yes.....yesssss....” Strijder leaned down and started licking Godin's furry pussy. She cried out as he slid his face into it and rolled his tongue around her clit. Godin grabbed the pillows behind her and dug her nails in as he pleasured her with his tongue. He grabbed the inside of her thighs and squeezed for leverage as she said “OHH...OHHH...OHHHH..” After a few moments he stopped and asked “I want you.” Godin screamed “Fuck me! Get up here and fuck me, NOW!” Strijder moved his hands from her thighs to around her hips and lowered himself on top of her. He asked “You want to be fucked....specifically...by me, yes?” Godin “Yes, fuck me. Fuck me now.” Strijder said “Shake that big ass of yours Godin and I'm yours.” Godin tried to shake her behind as best she could while laying on her back. Strijder couldn't take it anymore and said “Tell me you want me. Tell me you want me to fuck you.” Godin exhaled in his face and said “Fuck me, fuck me Strijder.”
Strijder angled himself and finally inserted his hard rod inside Godin's furry, wet pussy. Godin's eyes bulged and she dug her nails into his back. The first few thrusts were a little painful but she soon settled into a rhythm with his own pelvic thrusts. Strijder cried out “Ohhhh god, yesssss” Godin moaned loudly and shouted “Yes, yes...ohmygod...ohmygod. Fuck me...fuckkkk meeeee.” Strijder said “This is...the first time...I've fucked a fat girl.” Godin said “Do you...like it?” Strijder didn't answer, he threw her legs up over his shoulders like she was 100 pounds, not the 230 jiggly pounds she currently weighed. His thrusts became more harder, deeper inside and she could feel herself ready to finish. Godin moaned and said “Yes, fuck me...fuck me...I'm going to squirt.” Strijder responded “Do it...squirt all over me....cum all over me....I want you to orgasm, Godin.” Godin dug her nails in and thrust into him, exploding her juices all over his rod. After a moment Godin gathered herself and said “Now its your turn. Mmmm you like that, yes? mmmm...don't stop...until...you cum. Fill my pussy up with cum.” Godin removed her legs from his shoulders and wrapped them around his waist. Strijder arched his back for the final command. Godin screamed “Cum inside me, Strijder....fuck me!...Cum in me...cum in me. I'm so fat for you. I'll always be fat for you.” Strijder heard the magic words and exploded his load inside Godin. He panted as he collapsed on top of her. They panted as they kissed, Strijder resting his head on Godin's shoulder. Strijder said “I finally...fucked a fat girl.” Godin “You like?” Strijder stroked her cheek and said “A lot. I can get used to this.” Godin giggled and her face was red from their activity. She was sweating and glowing in the moonlight. She said “Good, me too.” Strijder held her close and they listened to each other breathe for a few moments before Strijder asked “Why me, Godin? Why did you want me more than the others?” Godin replied “I always thought you were hot, yes? Your muscles, your face, everything. I didn't know you felt the same about me until the other night when I saw your phone. I was wondering why you hadn't found a girlfriend yet.” Strijder adjusted himself and held Godin's face in his hands. He asked “Have I found one?” Godin asked “Is that what you want?” Strijder nodded his head and said “I like fat girls...specifically...” Godin answered “Me” before they kissed deeply on the lips. They kissed softly and held each other close. Strijder said “I've wanted to do this for a long time now.” Godin nodded her head slowly and whispered me too. A few moments of them holding each other went by as Strijder continued to stroke her cheeks. The sex took a lot out of Godin and her eyes started to close. Strijder whispered in her ear “Are you tired Godin?” Godin nodded her head slowly and Strijder said “Can I sleep with you?” Godin again nodded her head and adjusted herself to get under the covers. Strijder got underneath with her and she rolled onto her side. Strijder cradled her head with his left arm underneath her pillow and wrapped his right arm around her waist. He wrapped his legs around hers and kissed the back of her neck. He whispered in her ear “Goodnight, Godin.” Godin replied with an exhausted tone in her voice “Goodnight....Strijder.” Within seconds Godin was asleep and Strijder caressed her naked, beautiful body. He thought about how his ex left him for dead and Godin was the only person he told about it since it happened. As he himself drifted off to sleep, he thought about how life would be like with Godin as a couple. If only she had given him a straight answer when he asked if he had found his girlfriend.

Morning arrived the next day with Godin waking up in Strijder's arms. She yawned and stretched and looked over at Stridjer who was still asleep. She looked at the clock and it was 8:15 AM. They didn't have to be at the studio until 11 AM so she relaxed with her head on his shoulder. Godin thought about the night before and the amazing sex she had with Strijder. She had been holding in for days that she knew he had a crush on her and finally got to fuck him. The idea of how well he fucked her turned her on again as the sunlight glistened his well toned body. She stroked down his chest, to his abs and finally down to his cock. She nibbled her bottom lip and began tugging on his dick. Strijder started to stir and she continued to play with his cock until it started to get hard. Strijder moaned as he started waking up. She began stroking his dick and he started to get rock hard. Godin whispered in his ear “Good morning Strijder.” Strijder cracked his neck and opened his eyes to see Godin's beautiful face looking at him. Strijder said “That's probably the best wake up call I've ever had.” Godin leaned down and kissed him deep and he kissed her back. Godin said “We have a few hours before we have to leave.” Strijder with his penis still erect said “There's something I wanted to ask.” Godin replied “What is it?” Strijder continued “Last night you and I had absolutely amazing sex but it was more built up tension. Now that we got all the tension out, I wanted to know what do you usually like to do during sex?” Godin blushed and said “I like having a hand around my neck and being kissed.” Strijder then wrapped his hand around her throat and kissed her deeply, causing her to moan. Strijder said “Go on.” Godin replied “Feel me up and continue.” Strijder then slid his tongue in her mouth and they tasted each other as Strijder started squeezing her supple breasts, tugging on the nipples. He started kissing her collarbones and pulled her hair up so he could kiss the back of her neck. She moaned as he kissed all the way around from the back of her neck, to the front of her neck, to her double chin before finally kissing her deeply again. Godin whispered “That really drives me crazy when you kiss me there, Strijder. Move your hands down.” Strijder now rubbed down the front of her body, rubbing not only her breasts but her big belly. He wondered how she got this fat over the years but he was glad she did. He rubbed and squeezed and kissed her breasts, her belly and her nipples as she dug her nails into his upper back. He started nibbling and licking her nipples as she said “Fuckkkk”.

Godin laid back on the bed as Strijder grabbed and squeezed her belly, her breasts and now her thighs. She said “Rub your hands down to my pussy, play with it a little bit. I love it when you tease me.” Strijder slid his hand down her incredibly furry pussy and squeezed her thighs as she opened her legs for him. She said “I want you to keep teasing me.” Strijder started fingering Godin's pussy as she moaned with excitement, continuing to grab hold of his back. She was already soaked and wanted him inside her but she wanted to make the most of this. She pushed him off her and said “Next...I want you to bend me over.” Strijder grinned and physically pulled her up before turning her around and pushing her onto all fours with her huge ass up in the air. Godin started shaking her ass and said “I know you love seeing this big booty bounce, yeah?” Strijder leaned back and moaned as he too wanted to fuck her senseless but was enjoying every second of it. Godin smacked her booty and said “I want you to spank me like that.” Strijder smacked her awaiting ass causing the cheeks to bounce like crazy. She said “Ooooh I love when you're a little rough with me, Strijder.” He smacked it again and she said “Ohhhh fuck, that feels good. Push my head down.” Strijder pushed her legs apart and grabbed the back of her neck, pushing her head down. From below she said “Play with that pussy some more.” Strijder rubbed and squeezed her booty before sliding his hand down to continue sliding his fingers into Godin, causing her to moan and bite her bottom lip. She looked back over her shoulder at him and said “I want you to play with your cock, Strijder.” Strijder reached down and grabbed his hardness and started stroking it. Godin nibbled her bottom lip and said “I can see how hard I'm making you. It keeps getting harder, I want to drive you crazy too. Tease me more.” Godin rolled over on her back and Strijder grabbed her tits again while slapping his hard cock against her big, jiggling belly. He reached down and once again started rubbing her pussy and she said “Ohhhhh if you keep rubbing my pussy like that, you're gonna make me cum.” He continued to do it and she said “This is what I mean when I say to tease me so much.” Strijder slid his fingers out and whispered in her ear “Beg for it, tell me you want me.” Godin moaned and said “I want it, and I love when you make me beg for it.” Strijder said “Take my cock in your mouth, Godin.” Godin nodded and pushed him back, cupping his balls and dick in her hands. She took him in orally and started licking and slobbering on his dick as he moaned. After a minute or so he grabbed the back of her neck and said “I want you on all fours.” Godin stopped and slid his cock out of her mouth before she rolled over on their bed. Strijder angled himself and slid his hard cock into her wet, awaiting pussy. Godin arched her back and let out a primal yell as Strijder rocked his hips back and forth.

As the pace quickened Godin's moans became louder as Strijder kept slapping her big booty as she told him to do. Godin said “Yes baby, fuck me, show me what a Stridjer you are.” After a minute of doing her doggy style he slowly stopped and she said “I want you to fold me like a pretzel.” On her back she went again only this time her legs were over Strijder's shoulders as she slid back into her. “Ooooooh just keep fucking me until you cum. Fill me up with that fucking cum. Come on Strijder, fuck me. Show me how much you love me.” Those magic words sent him into a frenzy as he ravaged her pussy with his cock, folding her up and thrusting his hips as fast as he could. The truth was he did love her and if this was his way of showing it, so be it. She moaned “I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum...yessssss” as she secreted her juices on his cock. With brute strength he pulled her all the way on top of him and laid down on his back with her on top. After a few moments of intense pelvic thrusts he too came inside of Godin.

Godin smiled and collapsed on top of Strijder, panting and breathing heavy as he held her close. Strijder said “That's....definitely the wake up call I needed.” Godin whispered in his ear “Sorry if you weren't expecting this, I just needed you again my Strijder.” Strijder said “Before we went to sleep, I asked if I had found my girlfriend and you didn't really answer.” Strijder opened his eyes and looked into Godin's before saying “That's my fault. I've been wanting to say something to you for a long time. I wanted to say it last night but you were falling asleep.” Godin caressed his shoulder as he stroked the back of her head and he continued “I only have one thing to say to you....Ik hou van je, Godin.” Godin's eyes bulged and said “Do you know what you just said?” Strijder nodded and said “Yes. Ik hou van je......I love you, Godin.” Godin wrapped her arms around his neck and said “Do you mean it?” Strijder held her face in his hands, kissed her and said “ik hou van je, Godin.” Godin kissed him deep and said “Ik hou van je, Strijder.” After kissing he asked “Will you be my girlfriend, Godin?” She nodded and said “Yessss” and kissed him deep. Strijder held Godin in his arms and said “Thank you.” Godin said “I be good girlfriend, yes? I get you breakfast.” Strijder patted her belly and said “Make sure to eat extra, be a good girlfriend and get fat.” Godin and Strijder giggled as they embraced each other's sweaty, gleaming bodies. Godin then popped up and said “Shit, we were supposed to work on a song for the album last night.” Strijder stretched, laughed and said “Don't worry, I just finished it in my head.” Godin looked down at him and asked “Really?” Strijder nodded and said “You helped me finish it.” Let me show you how it goes while we shower together.” Godin said “I like the sound of that.” Godin slid off the bed which was now covered in their sweat and their secretions. Thankfully they didn't have to clean it up themselves. While in the shower, in between kisses, Strijder let Godin in on what he was working on.

Later on that day both Godin and Strijder arrived at the studio together at 11:15 AM. Kracht, Pijn and Verwoesting were waiting. Kracht asked in Dutch “What took you two so long?” Godin answered in Dutch “I'll explain later, Strijder has a song.” Kracht looked at Strijder and asked “You do? What it about Strijder?” Strijder looked around confused and said “I do what?” Kracht waived his arm and said “Have song?” Strijder nodded his head and said “Yes I do, Godin helped me with it.” Godin and Strijder held hands and Kracht's eyes lit up. Kracht said “Did you two.....” Godin giggled and nodded her head. Pjin laughed and held his hand out, looking at Kracht and Verwoesting. Both Kracht and Verwoesting handed Pjin a few Euros and Strijder asked “What's that about?” Pjin pocketed the money and said “I make bet last night...you two fuck.” Godin squeezed Strijder's hand and said “I told them you liked me the morning after I looked through your phone.” Pjin said “Its about time you two fuck. I remember watching you at Club Next.” Strijder wondered what he was talking about but then remembered that was the night he was jealous that Godin was sitting on someone's lap and the girl he was making out with was too small for his liking.” Verwoesting said “What's the song about?” Strijder said “It goes a little like this....”

CHAPTER 6

It had been eight months since Godverdomme exited the recording studio after recording their debut album. Their record Liefde was a success and their hot single that Strijder came up with not only sold in Holland, but all of the Netherlands and all over the world. American Rock and Metal magazines hailed Strijder as an American hero that revived the music scene in Holland. When he finally revealed how he ended up in Holland, American media companies wanted the rights to a potential movie. Pjin was relieved to not have to rely on his father for everything and Kracht was finally happy that a career in manual labor was no longer a fear. Verwoesting felt he had finally found a home in a band that was here to stay. In front of thousands of fans at PAARD, the concert hall in the heart of Hague, Godverdomme was on stage. Godin was wearing a black dress that was pretty stretched out. She said in Dutch “Welcome to the show everybody!!!” The crowd cheered as Kracht played a few notes and Verwoesting banged on his drums a bit. Godin said in Dutch into the microphone “Thank you all for supporting us from day one. I'd like to perform for you tonight but unfortunately I can't. As you can tell, Baby Strijder....or Godin...is on its way.” Godin stepped back and held onto her belly. She was currently eight months pregnant and wearing an engagement ring on her left hand. Not too long after Godin announced she was pregnant, Strijder proposed. Obviously Godin said yes although a wedding date was not yet set. On stage Godin said “But you don't need me for this first song. After all, its our big worldwide hit and my fiancee Strijder will sing it for us.” Godin stepped back and Strijder stepped in front of the mic. He said “Unfortunately I still can't speak Dutch worth a damn so this will be in English. Bear with me here.” Strijder put his bass downa and did his customary shirt disrobing much to the female fans and Godin's delight. Strijder picked his bass back up, turned to Pijn, Verwoesting and Kracht and said “You guys ready?” The trio nodded and Strijder said “Here we go.....MORE CUSHIN FOR THE PUSHIN BABY, OWWW!” Godverdomme went into the song. Strijder sang:

“I'm walkin down the street
and they always catch my eye
I like my girls big and that's no lie
Full figure girls are where its at
Don't ask me why but I like them fat
They got a lot to grab on to
fat chicks rock and you know its true

*lead mini riff from Pijn*

When I'm driving down the lane
I gotta stop to check them out
Others can have girls that are plain
I'll take the ones that are nice and stout

*Bridge riff by Pijn*

I'll take the larger kind of ladies
Fuck the girls the size of Volkswagon Beetles
I'll take the ones the size of a Mercedes

(chorus)

Some think I'm crazy
I don't give a fuck
I like girls that are lazy
and the size of a truck
Big girls are betterrrrrr

Big girls are betterrrrrr
Big girls are betterrrrrr

ya better fuckin know

*another mini riff*

Some want a little
but I want it all
the bigger the better
short or really tall
Overweight isn't bad
in fact its really good
There really autta be
fat girls in Hollywood

(second bridge)

I love when they chow down
on Mickey D's and pancake batter
Oh god if I had one wish
It would be for my girl to get fatter

(chorus)

Some think I'm crazy
I don't give a fuck
I like girls that are lazy
and the size of a truck
Big girls are betterrrrrr

Big girls are betterrrrrr

Big girls are betterrrrrr

ya better fuckin knowwww
ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Lyin in bed with a big girl
with a tray of cookies and candy
The pair of pj's a size larger than she's wearing
are definitely going to come in handy
I don't care what people say
these are the girls for me
Full figured and really hot
belly shaped like a big ol pot

(back to the chorus)

Some think I'm crazy
I don't give a fuck
I like girls that are lazy
and the size of a truck
Big girls are betterrrrrrr

Big girls are betterrrrrr

Big girls are betterrrrr
ya better fuckin knowwwwww
OWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW

Kracht goes into the guitar solo. Afterwards the riff slows as Strijder sings in a low voice

“Chairs breakin
ass shakin
feel coppin
button poppin
thighs rubbin
hot tubbin
BAM!”

The main riff kicks in as Strijder sings

Big girls are betterrrrrr
Big girls are betterrrrrr

Big girls are betterrrrrr

ya better fuckin know

BIG GIRLS ARE BETTERRRRRR
BIG GIRLS ARE BETTERRRRRR
BIG GIRLS ARE BETTERRRRRR

YA BETTER FUCKIN KNOW!

The song ends and the crowd goes wild. Godin waddles up to Strijder and kisses him on the lips. She said “We did it baby” and waived to the crowd. Strijder said “We did. I love you, Godin.” Godin smiled from ear to ear, rubbed her belly and said “I love you too Strijder.” They kissed as the crowd continued to cheer. In a way, they saved each other's lives. It would have been a long, lonely career for Godin since the other band members didn't find her attractive and having sex with random fans wasn't going to be a good idea. The fact she took a chance on Stijder and it worked out the way it did brought her a stable man and a future family. For Strijder, being left to rot in Holland by his ex led to him joining a nationally known band, finding his true love and starting a family. Sometimes the best things in life just happen to walk right in front of you carrying a bass or possessing a body you can't ignore.

THE END