Enema of the female 2

Chapter 4 - four

I move around the room brightening it with candles. Slightly groggy but no longer uncomfortably full you sigh and stretch, hands coming to rest on your protrudingt abdomen. Sleepily you rub it, enjoying how big you are, groin stirring as you try to imagine about what I have in store for you. I rub your shoulders and back, digging deep into the buried muscles. Not completely awake yet, you drift; enjoying my touch and the obvious pleasure I take in your body. I work your buttocks, thighs and calves, all the way down your legs to the arches of your feet. Finished, you feel me slide the length of your body, coming to rest cheek to cheek, breasts full against your back, arm underneath your belly cradling it, spooning you from behind. I rub my fingers lightly over the surface of your enlarged abdomen. I give your ear little kisses as I murmur, you fed well for me today darling you are already so big. You wriggle with pleasure under my touch, you know that I am about to make you bigger, and want it as much as I. My breath is hot in your ear, my breathing shallow and quick. My whole body vibrates with excitement. I rub your lower belly, where you will soon be swelling. You shudder with anticipation, skin tingling. Remember how good it felt last time, to inflate in a whole new way? You nod. Well from now on you will not only have the pleasure of an enlarged belly, you will fatten while we do it. I place a finger to your lips, taste that baby; it is what will soon be inside you. You lap a drop from my finger. It is sweet on your tongue and slightly slippery. It is a mixture of pharmaceutical grade glycerol and lipids, I say. I climb over you, place both hands on your lower belly and regard you for a moment, looking deep into your eyes.

I put another drop of the solution on my own tongue and kiss you deeply.

Baby I am going to pump you full of this, directly into your intestines where it will be greedily absorbed, making you very, very fat. I slide my hands underneath your belly and pull it toward me, stretching it away from your body, right here baby, bag after bag of it until your lower belly is a bloated reservoir of concentrated fats and sugars. Your puffed up belly will allow you to fatten for as long as you can hold it within you. Oh Baby, just think of it, with this too, on top of everything you are able to eat, you are going to grow so fat. Your excitement is conveyed by the hard urgent kiss you give me. We fight the urge to couple, even though we would both release immediately. But we are impatient for you to begin fattening in this new way.

I help you kneel on hands and knees beside the bed; the best position to comfortably take in the maximum amount of fluid. You arch your back; I rub your anus with warm oil circling it with my fingers and then with the slick rounded blunt head of the tubing. It excites me to press this larger probe into you, to tease you with it. You gasp as I press it to your sensitive opening. I would like to play with you, tease you but I cannot wait to fatten fatten you in this new way.

You force yourself to relax and impale yourself on it, forcing it deep inside you. I start the flow of thick fattening fluid. You sigh as the warmth hits you, starting just below your navel spreading outward in all directions. I stroke your manhood, excited to feel it grow in my hand. Your burgeoning intestines exert a delicious pressure in your groin. As the warm pressure builds I whisper in your ear, feel it flow into you baby, filling you with thick warm sugar and fat. I trace soft small circles on your underbelly with my fingers. Already Baby, the molecules are being absorbed into your bloodstream, plumping your fat cells, stimulating them to multiply. I check the equipment and partially inflate the small bulb, just enough to hold the tubing firmly in you, leaving my hands free. I lie next to you, both hands under your belly massaging the underside, feeling you swell. Oh baby, I close my eyes in pleasure and gently rub your hanging belly; you are going to get so fat from this baby. Nearly a gallon has already gone into you; you put your hands on your sides and gently press in. I am making you huge. You close your eyes and sigh, welcoming it.
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BeSoft 9 years
Brillant!
Zaftig 11 years
Oh, my. It made my day to find this sequel. I so enjoyed the original and hoped for further installments. Lo, and behold. Thanks so much for sharing. This just... really pushes my buttons.
Fatlilboy 11 years
Love it! Anything you do, Built....always pushing the envelope. I enjoy your erotic, bdsm, narrative, out of control fattening of men!! We really have gotten to be out of control pigs and need to be punished. Punish us, Built. Punish us good and fat!
Juicy 11 years
Fabulous story, sweetheart. As always. And as for the physiology, of course it would work. Not volunteering, just sayin' smiley
Built4com4t 11 years
she figured out a way to safely and lovingly push his envelope for their mutual pleasure: wiki/Digestive_tract
Built4com4t 11 years
thanks for the comment bb. it is a real albeit illegal technique to increase the weight in pigs before slaughter. in this physically unrealistic ->FANTASY