Chapter 134 - #134 /the busts/

“I don’t believe I got your name?” Eliza asked the waitress with a loaded sort of interest. Her eyes resting firmly on the service woman’s inflated hooters. For most people they might’ve been able to dismiss the sudden change as them just having not paid attention the first time they saw her. But for a perv like Eliza there was no chance she would’ve missed a rack like that. It was part of what made us so compatible. “Kirsten” she responded in a flat almost cold tone of voice. Kirsten the ice princess. Or at least that was my appraisal of her. As she placed the messy pile of butter cream that had been advertised as a cake on the table her breasts took to bouncing like they were on a trampoline. The sight more than a little mesmerizing from L.B.L Ups overhead point of view. “I don’t suppose you’d like to try some Kirsten?” Eliza asked running a finger across the butter cream abomination and licking it clean. Between her flirtatious teasing and how non plus she was about the cake her preferences were on full display. The waitress lit up pink, wincing her ocean blue eyes shut in remembered embarrassment. “No thank you, eating stuff like that is how you get fat” Kirsten explained in what seemed to be her baseline frosty tone of voice.

“Well Kirsten, I’m going to enjoy this meal but uh first things first…taste test” Eliza mused glancing across to Penny who was fish mouthed and eying the messy pastry. My busty lover scooping up some of the loose cream on a spoon and leaning over to offer it to Penny. The whole process was decidedly a little awkward due to the sheer amount of tit flesh between them. To say nothing of the obstruction created by their guts as well. Eliza had to reach her arm all the way out to its full length just to cross the mountainous valleys created by the necessitated pushing of their busts together. Penny’s Everest’s made Eliza’s look like small hills, and the contrast was a fairly serious turn on. Even with Eliza leaning in as much as she could Penny still had to lean forward a little to partake of the spoon. Making an adorable grunt of struggling before wrapping her lips around the spoon. Immediately the massive ex cheerleaders eyes lit up with a familiar flash of manic obsessive energy.

Eliza smiled widely at Penny’s obvious glee. It hadn’t exactly taken psychological conditioning to get the mega busty blonde gorging again. Eliza cut off about a quarter of the cake for herself. A messy procedure in light of having to cut through the thick swirl of butter cream. I was honestly a little surprised she’d take any for herself. Though I supposed it made some sense seeing as she knew I was watching. Penny meanwhile struggled a little, leaning against the table, and sending jiggles through her body while reaching to grab her oversized portion of the spoils. Of course with the parade floats on her chest there was little chance she’d be able to do it without help. Eliza immediately lent a hand grasping up the platter and once more pressing into Penny in order to balance it atop the canyon of tit flesh. Penny just shot her a smile before beginning to tear into the cream dripping pastry. It’s mere presence atop her tits creating waterfalls of cream down her immense cleavage.

Kirsten watched this whole display with her flat icy expression at least at first. Though the better the two got along I could see sourness bleeding through her gorgeously frosty features. “Look once you two are finished, you should get out of here, wouldn’t want you getting stuck on the way out” Kirsten said snapping before beginning to strut away. The effect slightly ruined by how her jiggling breasts had her bobbing on her heels. Her words were like a whip crack, sudden and somewhat disorienting for Eliza and Penny. “What a bitch” Penny mused aloud demonstrating some of the fire of her days as an acid tongued cheer leader. “Don’t let her ruin the ambience, something tells me sugar tits will get what’s coming to her” Eliza explained resting a hand on Penny’s shoulders.

Of course by my measure something was off. Fat shaming was not exactly uncommon. After all I had sourced a good portion of my targets because of it. So I didn’t make sense that Laura would spring into action over it. Least of all take such a complex method to do it. “Oh my god when you get lost in thought you look exactly like Dad” Laura teased me. I blinked a few times, realizing she had been staring at me over shoulders. I squeezed her a little using the mass of my over fattened thighs which got a squeak out of her. “Look I’m sure you’re very confused right now, but we’ve gotta start into phase 2” Laura said unable to prevent the “Superiorly Smart Sister” tone out of her voice as she teased me. I was severely tempted to knock her off the exercise ball for her petulance. But it occurred to me I probably wouldn’t get the answer then. I’d just have to come up with a method of revenge for a later date. Preferably something to ruin that curvy figure of hers a bit.

While I petulantly pondered poundage to inflict upon my older sister, Kirsten returned to her place behind the counter. Albeit with an occasional chastised glance at the cake bases. Given her original figure I doubted she’d been one to partake casually before Laura got to work. But it was obviously on her mind. Or at least in the back of it. The forefront of her attention seemed to be turned on Eliza and Penny. Not that I could blame her. The two had struck up a conversation, and we’re having it in the loud unabashed way of young women mostly alone in the dead of night. “Do you remember being her size” Penny asked Eliza paying a glance over to Kirsten. I doubted it was intentional, but she was absolutely talking loud enough for the other blonde to hear her. “I mean yeah, I’m not so big it’s a distant memory” Eliza pouted a little. She rarely blushed, but I could see her almost starting. “No, I mean...like...” Penny said trailing off heaving the undersides of her breasts and sending the twins wobbling a little. Eliza flashing a look of realization.

I was so mesmerized by the sight I almost missed the sounds of Laura clicking. A glance to the screen confirmed she had readied the Arousal application again and set it to one bar. A notable slight shift underwent Kirsten's body language as the light warmth of desire filled her. “Yeah, I wound up bigger than her in the long run, even before I started snacking” Eliza mused aloud. It would’ve been before we met, given she had been almost mind bending in her bustiness for as long as I had known her. At Eliza’s words Laura ticked the arousal up to a three. Kirsten’s eyes now firmly locked on my lovers aforementioned chest. “I’m just curious cause I went from being like super flat....to these blimps in just a minute, I never really had a middle ground” Penny explained a slightly wistful look in her eyes as she rippled her behemoth breasts again.

As the tides of flab began to bounce again Laura inched the arousal higher and Kirsten finally succumbed to her need. But rather than stuff her hand down her skirt line like I’m sure she was tempted she instead grabbed one of the cake bases. Her eyes never leaving the breast bearing buddies. She looked almost transfixed as she grasped a chunk of chocolate cake free and pressed it to her lips. Sucking it down and painting her pretty lips the color of caramel. All without Laura even touching a hunger button. To say I was a little jealous would be an understatement. As the duo continued their discussion, a decidedly pink cheeked Kirsten continued to cram the empty calories down into her rounding middle. Loading herself up on the delightfully rich chocolate cake, and choking down moans. All the while her half lidded blue eyes were trained solely on Eliza and Penny. Following their frenetic arousing chatter. Occasionally using a chocolate covered hand to paw at one of her own oversized knockers.

“I was always super jealous of your tits, kind of ironic now” Penny said gesturing from her own heaving bulk back to Eliza’s comparatively tiny yet flabby frame. “Yeah seriously those put mine to shame now, by like a factor of three” Eliza said thrusting her own chest out expressively. Penny attempted to do the same, but the heaving of her mammoth mammaries caused a creaking through the table that drove both girls into a fit of giggling. “Can I be honest, I don’t know why you were jealous anyways, even before I got this big, I was always kind of squishy, as I’m sure you’ve noticed they make working out a serious pain in the ass” Eliza explained with an ever so slightly self-conscious giggle. “I actually haven’t tried working out yet, unless you count just trying to get off the couch” Penny explained bashfully. “I was mostly jealous cause Deena was staring at them all the time” The cheer leader explained playing with one her braids. The sound of my own name dragging me out of the sexual momentum of the situation.

Of course, Kirsten was there to drag me back into the depths of degeneracy. While I had been distracted spying on my lover and her new friend, Laura had been hard at work keeping the waitress's arousal in check. The blonde was a mess. A trail of chocolate reached down from the top of her button deprived shirt to her skirt. A gut blown up with calories drooping over the waistband of her skirt. Tight and round as it pressed against the underside of the counter. Heaving and jostling along with the tits of the panting woman it was attached to. Her rose colored cheeks painted with chocolate as she eyed the duo who seemed completely unaware of the horny, gluttonous pig of a waitress. “With one more button press, my work here will be done” Laura said with a contented sigh. Moving her cursor to hover over the digestion button with an air of finality.