chapter 4

My whispered praise inflames him even more and becoming desperate he stokes my nearest flank, urging me to straddle him and take him deep inside me.

Not wishing to torment him further I lift my leg over his and straddle his wide thighs, unable even to spread my legs far enough to accommodate his increased width. I feel his hardness first tease my throbbing center, then enter me and I let out a small gasp of pleasure, my heart rate quickening as I feel him swell and expand deep inside me.

As I feel him firmly push into me, my torso muscles weaken and I fall towards him, leaning over his belly, my hips being rocked by the movement of his lower body. I close my eyes and begin to moan softly, listening to his heavy, labored grunts as he struggles to move all that mass he has become, my arousal spiraling.

All the while I beg him to keep going, to keep eating and growing for me... To never stop, to let each pound gained lead to another, and another.

To always be eating, swallowing, feeding, feasting, expanding.... my enormous mountain of a man.

His big warm chubby hands on my sides, urging me onwards, the jiggling of his belly-matching pace with each thrust, using my rhythm and my inertia to thrust deeper up into me, loving the feel of me floating on his great belly.

I feel him massage and caress as much of my body as he can reach, from my heart shaped rear end to my neck and shoulders, rocking me on the warm fat I have layered him with.

"I love being this fat for you baby, and i want to grow even fatter. Keep me full and i will grow for you, my belly getting bigger and bigger until i will need you to help carry it. Now cum for me baby and i will join you in the void, cum for your fat man my dear sweet lady."

I can barely manage a nod as I continue, tingles erupting through my body, feeling light and weightless floating above him, carried by this ocean of fat, I have flooded him with.

With a gasp I feel him finish in me, his belly involuntarily inflating as he cums, gasping, warm and wet against the inside of my thighs as I follow him erupting with cries of pleasure slowly dissolving into that sweet afterglow as we both drift through a state of blissfulness.

Slowly but surely coming back down to earth, still lightheaded, lowering myself over him and coming to a rest on his stomach. Feeling as small and cared for as ever, both of us warm and glistening, loving him, letting that delicious feeling of rewarding exhaustion consume us.

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