Chapter 2

“Come on, Baby,” Sloane called to her from the massage table. “You can’t stop now. Baby, you’re puffing up like the Goodyear blimp. You look so hot!”

“No, I’m too full!” Jenna grunted, rubbing her distended belly. But, before Jenna could protest again, a California roll was stuffed into her mouth by one of her feeders.

Pia helped Sloane from the table and sat him down nearby so he could fully view the scene. “The table is waiting,” she said.

Jenna was gently pulled from her perch and brought toward the massage table. Heavy with child and fattened with food, Jenna’s breathing was becoming laborious. Johan and Derek poked and rubbed her distended belly as they helped her peel off her tight clothing. Upon looking down, she noticed that the button on her pants had popped open – probably some time ago, the zipper partially unzipped.

Jenna attempted to roll onto her belly, but at this advanced stage in her pregnancy there was only so far she could roll onto her swelled abdomen. Her hand reflexively stroked her belly as she changed her strategy and rolled instead on her back. She felt as if she had swallowed bricks, the heaviness in her belly reminded her she was stretched nearly to capacity. Her ravenous appetite – the one she had arduously kept in check during the last few months - had been visibly satiated. Pia softly massaged her distension with warm oil, amazed at its stretched, glistening roundedness.

“I’m glad you had me stop eating,” Jenna giggled, patting the sides of her abdomen. “I fear that Sloane I would have fattened up so enormously that he would have had to roll me home.”

Jenna laid face-up, completely nude…rounded and plump, with now a noticeable increase in the size of her belly. From her pregnancy, Jenna’s already ample breasts were swollen to the size of melons. Jenna waited patiently for Pia to begin on her. She was sure she was going to enjoy a good belly and body rub in her enlarged state.

Derek and Johan came to her sides and to her surprise…began to suckle her enlarged rosy nipples. She moaned as they licked and sucked. Pia came over and began her massage – her hands glided across the enlarged swell of belly. Jenna would have squirmed on the table if all her weight had not kept her in one place.

This went on for some time…driving Jenna crazy with lust…until her eyes widened in surprise as huge containers were placed on a long table in front of her prostrate form by her hefty spouse. “No…no…” Jenna pleaded. “I’m so full. I can’t do it…I can’t eat another bite.”

Sloane’s hand came to rest under his wife’s swollen belly, and he took the opportunity to reach over and push in on the outstanding protuberance. Belching in response, Jenna blushed. “You said you knew my secret desire…but it is I, who know yours. You love the idea of being fed…gobbling up all that wonderful food…your belly swelling into a huge ball…” he began, kneading her rounded abdomen – massaging the hard balloon of her straining belly. “You want me to call you a fatty girl, don’t you? You’re turning into a real porker…but this is only the beginning. I’m gonna fatten you up until you resemble a beached whale.”

Jenna moaned in response, attempting to roll toward him, but was so weighted down that she could only turn her head – just barely. Her nipples were full and tender from their recent stimulation. Her breasts were ripe and inviting. But, Sloane resisted the temptation of licking them…he had other ideas in mind for his submissive wife.

“I’m gonna have them blow you up like in Willy Wonka…roll you across the floor…” he continued, stroking her face. “But, you look like a stuffed turkey…just not with enough stuffing…not yet that is.”

The two men returned to Jenna, but it was only Johan who took his place above her head…reaching out to grasp her ample breasts and tenderly rub her nipples so stunning in their expansion. Derek came to her side, opened up the plentiful box of decadent pastry and began feeding her again.

As Jenna was forced to wolf down each piece, her massive belly swelled even more magnificently, stretching out farther before her. In the meantime, Pia had raised her masseuse table until it was almost into a sitting position. Sloane waddled toward Jenna’s toes, spreading her legs, rubbing her ankles.

Jenna lay prone and red-faced, breathing hard. She tried to spread her legs a wide as possible in a vain attempt to relieve the pressure as her massively bloated belly which swelled even larger. It was being forced to inflate well past what she had thought would be possible. She forced her plump thighs wider, but to no avail...the pressure was growing too intense and this wasn’t help to relieve her mounting discomfort. Jenna belched and grunted as they made her consume more and more sweets.

My god, she thought. I’m huge! What had I done to myself?

“Oh my poor dear, I’m afraid that if you eat one more bite you will pop. Your belly is so incredibly taunt,” Sloane replied, hunkering down on a low stool between her quivering thighs.

“Humm…mmm…yup…mmm…” only came out of Jenna’s chipmunk swollen cheeks. She felt like a prize hog being fattened for market.

She shivered as Sloane’s hand brushed her inner thigh. His tongue coming to rest on her soft, puckered rosebud. She was at his mercy, moaning as Derek’s fingers increased their stimulation of her engorged tits.

Pia palpitated her protruding belly. “Mr. Sloane, your wife is approaching her utmost capacity. She’s as tight as a drum,” Pia warned.

Jenna groaned, painfully full, she couldn’t control the shuddering of her body as she was slowly being brought to orgasm.

“My dear wife, you’re a blimp,” Sloane said seductively. “You’ve blown up like a balloon. But, perhaps not quite enough.” At that moment his face dove into her sex…latching on…sucking long and hard.

Jenna screeched, he hips begging to move, but so heavy. “More…feed me more…gonna burst wide open…please…oh, please…”

“Come on,” Derek cheered on, prodding her overfilled tummy. “Eat up, tubby. That’s right fatso, open your mouth and eat for your man.”

“Yes…yes…mmmm…gonna explode,” Jenna replied, coated in sweat, hiccupping and burping with her belly spread out before her, unable to move, total under their control.

Their intensity increased. She was thrashing as she came over and over again. Se was totally dazed, and unbeknownst to herself, managed to raise her head. But, her towering belly blocked her view of her beloved spouse. She panted like a dog and reclined. She couldn’t even speak. She was so incredibly stuffed. Never in her life did she ever get to this state.

Sloane hobbled to her side and kissed her full on her rosy lips. “Surprise, my love,” he whispered into her ear.