Starting with a tease, showing off my sequined bodysuit and thigh high clad thick thighs and stripping out of it to show my soft curvy body. She humorously tried to reach the end of the stomach's curve with her fingers, but she couldn't even do that, which got a little chuckle out of her. Pile after pile, pound after pound; a never-ending onslaught left Chloe took each time wanting more. Over her melodious concerto of bodily noises I sit back in my chair, the glow of the fluorescent lighting coating the basement walls in a fashion that they almost shine.

Babe scooch over, you’re suffocating me…”She wiggled from left to right, the weight clinging onto her like a magnet. Consuming more and more and mo-“AGH- What the fuck…"…Until she felt a strong twinge in her head, causing her mind to forcefully snap out of her blissful trance. Since the first bite, Chloe hadn't opened an eyelid; as if she had been transported into some rapturous dream world.She immediately sighed with pleasure, feeling the cold sensations slowly travel from her lips down to her stomach like the antithesis of a nice, warm bath. I joke that he's a plant, but I think it's more likely that he may have had friends in the community beforehand, or may have been drawing but not publicly. The constant slew of wet cake coming down her throat gave her no chance to scream nor moan, pleasure trapping itself and reverberating around her insides, edging her closer to her utmost limit. Chloe peaked over the door to see a large humanoid blob hunched over fridge shelves, scoffing down the last slice until the fright of being caught coughed it back up.

Tellacorp's CEO's planned to discreetly sell this "technology" to the government for a substantial amount of money and the fame for its creation. The only minor setback with this is containment, as even quickly after its creation the disinfected area it existed in was beginning to fill up. You whine so much about how you've got no friends and no job and I get more success and you don't know why. A humming noise grew louder, filling her ears with a pulsating hymn that beat throughout her whole body.Her eyes were drawn to the wardrobe, snickering at the thought of what tarps Zoe would think qualifies as clothes. Saying how proud they were of her, filling the walls with her pictures and trophies of her triumphs. Zoe was so used to 70lbs of thigh meat chafing together that she failed to realise how much freedom her new legs gave her. Well, since the curse would reverse any moment now…Chloe dug in, delving her entire face into the sugared sheen like a starving pig in summertime. Chloe peeled down her skin-tight sweatpants to her knees, delving her free hands deep beneath her panties.

What didn't find its way to her meat grinder mouth smeared itself wildly in any supplemental direction; whether it was her face, hair, chest, or flying all the way to the floor. Tastes of rich cocoa and cream kept finding their way through her lips; the bliss she felt the first time repeated over and over as she swallowed as quickly as she could to make way for another. That was, until, a large crack of lightning sparked through the sky upon the cuckoo’s tune of midnight. Snorts and belches slipped freely from her face between fleeting moments for air; survival instincts becoming secondary targets to her desire for more gratification. Chloe soon became entranced by a plethora of hour-long video essays on topics she knew nothing about and learned nothing from.Her paltry meal cleared her head some, and allowed her to notice the scraps of clothing left on her bloated form - the adventuring uniform that had served who through thick and thin apparently couldn't handle a wearer who was rather thick and not thin, seams had burst in various places, her belt vanished into the wind, and she was flirting with the line of indecency as the crumbs of ale-soaked bread rolled into her gaping maw. Rearing such a prodigious child, though their parents would never say, diverted some attention away from Chloe’s double.