Chapter 6 - damn you justin.

Bathroom

Ramona was inspecting herself in the floor length mirror. "Whoa girl, you have really let yourself go." She pulled up her shirt, belly was swollen and hanging. "How could you do this much damage in 2 days? Damn you Justin."

Rubbing her round soft belly, moving up to her breasts, "It does look good on me though, no wonder he likes it. I mean look at my ass" She tries to pull up her jeans the barely make it over the cheeks. She tries to pull the button together, but isn't even close. Then the belt. She pulls both sides hard but she can't even get the belt strapped to the last notch. "God, I can't believe he was right.

She puts on his belt, "Well at least his should fit fine." She pulls both sides of Justins belt, "No..." She pulls again, "Theres no way." She sucks it in while pulling. "Phew." She barely gets the belt hooked on the last notch. The belt is tight, cutting into her waist, "I'm going to need a new wardrobe." She says as she walks out of the bathroom.

"Don't say a word." Ramona said with faux anger. Justin just smiles as he looks at his belt around her waist. "God, she has gotten huge, that belt is on its last life around her." He thought to himself. "Lets get back to work so I can get out of these clothes." Ramona said.

Justin was beside himself looking at her, "Whatever you say." Ramona walked by Justin and her hips rubbed his crotch, like a reflex, his hand grabbed her ass. Ramona was caught off guard by this, but extremely turned on. He removed his hand quickly, he had never done this to her before but he couldn't help himself. Ramona turned to him, "I'm sorry Ramona, I don't know what got into me." Justin said. She lifted one finger to his lips, "Don't apologize, I can hardly keep my hands off myself either." She turned back around and grabbed two brownies off the food bar on her way out. Justin still standing there, "God her ass was soft."
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