"Mr. Corneo, you are quite the stunner tonight"
"Why thank you, my beautifulicious Don"
The evening drifted lazily into the soft, leather draped chamber as Don Corneo, womanising extraordinaire and all round asshole admired himself in the mirror. His soft, gracious rolls of flab were softly rippling in the wind that gusted in through the half open window, and his long, greasy wig flapped around his face. He was naked all but for a single towel.
His feet plodded sensually across his satin carpet as he approached his bed, head filled with a night of self induced wonderment and love. His posterior met the silken sheets, and his towel fell away. He reached forward and removed, from his counter, a copy of Playboy Materia addition. He flicked leisurely through, until an image followed by an article appeared before him. He could feel his blood pressure pounding higher. The article was so filth ridden that it was rated N-17.
The Don viewed his blubber in the mirror. I love myself he thought.