Chapter 169 - #169/the hedonistic slumber party/

While my sister began her gorge heavy undertaking Eliza smirked and turned to make a psudo announcement of sorts. “I think we’ll do one last penalty game...we’ve got more games to play of course, but I’m declaring an end to prohibition and letting the booze flow freely...after this last round” Eliza announced with theatrical flare. Connie mustered an appreciative belch which rather than convey fullness, seemed to imply she was happy for the chance to further indulge. Doe looked pleased as well, though as wasted as she was, I doubted much could’ve brought her mood down. My sister on the other hand seemed less enthused but that was probably because her cheeks were bulging with cake. We all returned our sticks to their premium storage location before easing off. “I demand last shuffling rights” Doe declared confidently and tipsily. My lover simply smiled and wordlessly thrust her chest against the handsy butterballs own bust. Doe was thorough forceful and decisive in her toying, squeezing Eliza’s heaving tits and bouncing them up and down in rapid motions, before pushing them against one another in a sensuous rhythm. Given Eliza’s girth they rippled and wobbled with every motion. After a while the bloated brunette seemed content to have had her fun. Pausing to give them a last slap before backing off.

Connie was up first, her sheer enormity almost caused her to bowl my lover over. It was no surprise, sitting on her knees the latina’s gut pushed against the floor. The playfully pushy latina grasped her stick between her sumptuous lips with a confident grin. Doe approached next, I could almost see a hint of shyness returning, it had been a while, since she had a drink. Though I supposed that might’ve just been her becoming distracted with the massive tanned rear obscuring the way. Once she was actually in front of Eliza though all that hesitancy seemed to vanish. The domineering butterball first pushing her gut into Eliza and bending her back a bit to put her head above Elizas’s, then lowering it down to her cleavage, with a quietly confident smirk.

I began to approach afterwards but before I could Eliza drew her own. Albeit more theatrically than before. In what I’m sure was a show for me, she slowly side backwards, bending her back so to heave her chest up and slide one of the sticks towards her mouth, she caught it with ease, and between her oversized melons I could almost swear she winked at me. She readjusted her normal position. Leaving one last stick for me, I paused for a few moments. “Move it Blue we want to drink” Connie drawled greedily with a supportive smile. “Seriously, don’t make me go over there and get it for you” Doe added idlily rubbing her bloated ball gut. It was hard for me to pass with such staunch support from my companions I lowered my mouth towards the stick, and Eliza rolled her shoulders a bit to push it up to meet my mouth halfway. I leaned back and smiled as Eliza flashed the result of her stick. She was Queen.

Eliza cleared her throat before giving our command. Even Laura was in rapt attention despite not competing. The queen tossed her head from side to side making a theatrical show of pondering keeping us on the edge of her our oversized rears. Entertaining as ever. “The Queen, has to open a bottle of champagne without using her hands, or spilling a drop...then she must thank her friends for being so very fun to be around” Eliza said a blush on her face. I doubted any of the trepidation on her face, was from the lewdness or difficulty of the physical challenge. But entirely rested with the last part. I once again found myself surprised to see her putting her figure on the line. Particularly in a game with such dramatic penalties. Yet as curious and ever so slightly unnerved as I was, her talent for pageantry had me swept away. My intruding curiosities unable to break the spell of her warm celebration of our debauched relationships with our friends.

“If you take your panties off, I can use them to tie your wrists, so you don’t accidentally use your hands” Doe offered with a level of deadpan lewdness that even shocked me a little. “I appreciate the offer on more level that you can realize, but that kind of ruins the appeal of the party trick” Eliza said with a smirk. Connie was meanwhile fetching the bottle of champagne from where it had been stored under Eliza’s bed. The tubby girl looking mighty pleased as she handed off to Eliza. “I don’t know what you look so happy about...you’re not getting a single drop...I’m going to pop the top and have it all for myself” Eliza said with a smirk which Connie returned. “I was just excited to see the show but when you put it that way.... I’ll feel obliged to drink up any off spill...no matter where it goes” Connie said licking her lips. I didn't know if it was Eliza’s arousal boosting, or just the natural momentum of such a hedonistic night, but I was beginning to feel as pent up as the bottle Eliza was stuffing beneath her between her breasts.

Eliza teetered softly using her arms to keep her massive breasts pressed together, her bra was so tight it would’ve likely done the job but she was being cautious. Either that or the way her pose relativized the enormity of her chest was just too sexy to pass up. She waddled with a sway that bounced her recently blubber boosted butt. The three of us greedy degenerates followed in turn like we were being pulled along by a siren's song. Under normal circumstances I would’ve found the problem solving of the situation entertaining. But I was just utterly enraptured by her and the sheer amount of blubber she had become to carry. As she approached her typically barren study desk she slowly eased off with her arms, the process manipulating her expansive tit flesh, so as to cause the bottle to tip over at a diagonal angle, it’s top now hanging out the front of her prow. Ironically, I suspected her party trick wouldn't have been possible without the recent expansions to her gut, as it stabilized the platform of her tits. She swished her hips a little as she adjusted. Doe and Connie flanked her at either side while I was still so magnetized by her tush I stood behind her, borderline drooling. Based on the half lidded looks in their eyes Connie and Doe were similarly enthused. She tipped her body lower and aimed the bottle so that the top hovered over the edge of her desk cracking a smug grin. “Happy graduation everyone” she exclaimed before thrusting down with her chest.

The cork was dislodged by the force of being slammed against the hard desks wooden edge. The fluid exploded out of it with dramatic flair. It doused her wall and chest as it flooded the fabric of her bra causing it to become see through and baring her nipples to the world. Its sheer pressure caused it to swing backwards and doused my lover in the face. I found my thick thighs rubbing together as she licked her lips. “And th-” Eliza started to squeak out, but was interrupted by Connie pushing her body mass into her as the greedy Latina wrapped her greedy maw around the bottle and started to gulp it down. Eliza stumbled back as Connie’s gut nearly overwhelmed her, becoming pushed into my own extravagant middle. “Th-a” she started to squeak out flushing a little at feeling herself sink into my blubber. If I wasn’t so incredibly horny, I might’ve felt insecure about it.

Before she could pick up again however she was once more interrupted. Doe slammed her blubber into the other side of Eliza forcefully nudging Connie off the bottle and supplanting her own mouth. Staggering Eliza some more and I noticed her nipples darken and harden further. Connie wasn’t content to surrender her gluttonous bounty so early and pushed back, the two chubby cheeked gals pushed up against one another, each with mouths half wrapped around the bottle. Their combined mass easily overwhelmed Eliza’s and mine, and four of us tumbled backwards onto the soft flooring of Eliza’s room. At the sudden tumble the greedy duo inevitably became dislodged from the bottle and for a few moments it just sprayed into the air, dousing the pile of fatties that wanted so greedily to drain it. This time Eliza only opened her mouth to giggle, a cute melodic laugher. Doe joined in, and Connie's deep belly laugh added a harmony. Our bodies rippling and wobbly like jello mounds from those simple motions. I couldn’t help but laugh to, even in face of the distraction of how arousing the situation was. “Thank you all for being my friends” Eliza finished all hints of her shyness gone with her face doused in bubbly champagne.

The four of us relaxed for a while, and I felt Laura’s gaze on us, not judgmental, not excluded, just watching over us with a soothing sort of energy. For a time, we all relaxed breathing deeply, till Eliza’s head stirred within my cleavage and she leaned up closer next to my ear. “Sorry you’ll have to go through some boring normal stuff.... I just have to conserve energy for when we get some alone time...” she whispered breathily in my ears. If she had said that at the start of the evening I would’ve been terrified for my waistline, but now I was mostly confused. I had briefly entertained the thought someone was interfering with her mind with the app. But looking down at her, nestled in my cleavage, laughing and accidentally dousing her friends with champagne, that was her. So, it was odd when she took out her phone and took her latest “selfie”. I had a unique overhead view of her expansion that really brought into perspective how much she was growing. I could gaze down at her breasts as they billowed out, and eye the gut growing from the gap between them. I could feel her rear widen and thicken as it pushed into my girthy thighs. I was still far fatter than she was. But she had stopped bringing that up. Something had changed, and I knew I wouldn’t fully understand till we were finally alone.