Chapter 4

Caroline cleaned the kitchen up and got everything ready for the holiday feast. She was about to lay into the cheese cake she had set out for desert, but George came in and started to fondle her belly and bottom, getting her even more turned on than even eating!

Around three in the morning Caroline woke up hungry! She and George had a wonderful love making session, he was now asleep. Caroline wanted that cheese cake and her daughter’s help in eating it too!

Got up out of bed, marveling at the feeling of the extra pounds she now carried and crept into Amanda’s room. Caroline had on a short, tight nighty. She tapped Amanda’s belly, giggling, “Amanda dearest, it’s Mom, wake up honey.” She cooed.

“URP, Mom, what’s going on, what time is it?’ mumbled a sleepy Amanda.

“It’s three in the morning dear, get up I want to go down and eat the cheese cake you were too full to help me eat earlier.” Whispered Caroline.

Amanda opened her eyes, all she could see was her Mom’s huge round belly, now shinny in the tight panties and moonlight. The turned on feeling came right back and with it, an appetite!

Amanda giggled as she sat up in bed feeling her bloated belly on her thighs, “I feel like a naughty little girl doing this!”

Amanda and Caroline tip toed down stairs, both of their bodies jiggling in the moonlight and laid into the cheese cake with gusto. They each had four huge slices covered with chocolate and caramel sauces.

Sated for now, they put their dirty dishes in the sink and padded back upstairs, not jiggling quite as much with full, taught bellies! It was nearly four o’clock in the morning. Caroline gently kissed Amanda on the cheek and gave her bloated belly an affectionate poke. “See you in the morning dear, sleep tight.” “Thanks Mom, good night too!” whispered Amanda.

Both them fell back asleep with visions of what tomorrows feast will do their bulging bellies!

Around nine AM Caroline came into Amanda’s room, “Time to get up sleepy head!” Amanda looked up, Caroline had on her standard “uniform”, tight panty briefs and a t-shirt. Her belly looked even bigger this morning.

“URP, oh excuse me, Yes Mom, what time is it?” asked Amanda. “Nearly nine o’clock honey. Why don’t you take a nice shower and get dressed in something “comfortable”. Said Caroline. She ran her hand over her belly filled panties to emphasize the meaning of “comfortable” to Amanda.

“Yes Mom,” giggled Amanda, thinking “We must be going to eat all day, if she wants us to wear are panties and t-shirts.”

Amanda was shocked by her reflection in her mirror. Her belly was noticeably bulging out, now nearly past her plumper, but still pert boobs. She patted her belly, causing it to jiggle. She thought, “I think I like this getting fat thing of Mom’s it is fun!”

After she showered and pulling on another bikini brief and a clean t-shirt, Amanda padded downstairs, tantalized by the amazing smells emanating from the kitchen.

Caroline cooed, “Oh sit down dear, you look so cute this morning, how about some waffles, pancakes, sausage, bacon and a nice big glass of orange juice!”

Amanda dutifully planted her plump bottom in a chair and replied, “Oh please Mom I am starving this morning!”

Caroline brought over a plate piled with rich breakfast treats. “Now Amanda, eat up dear, you need to stretch out your stomach for this afternoon’s dinner, dear!”

Amanda laid into the amazing breakfast foods, as Caroline gleefully watched her daughter and protégé gorge herself. Forty minutes later, an engorged, bloated and sated Amanda sat back in her chair, her belly now bulging out onto her thighs and up against her boobs.

Amanda patted her taught belly, “Oh Mom that was awesome. I am so stuffed, but it feels so good, I love being so stuffed and full!”

Caroline came over to the table and cleared away the dirty dishes and kissed her daughter. “Honey, lie down for a while and digest, I want your stomach stretched out and nearly empty for dinner this afternoon.”

Amanda struggled up and half waddled/staggered into the den and lowered herself into a chair and watched the Thanksgiving day parade in New York. She thought to herself, “I feel as bloated as those huge balloons!”

Soon the house was filled with the awesome smells of all the special dishes cooking. Amanda and Caroline struggled not to start eating until dinner time!

At two o’clock, Caroline called her adorable daughter and loving husband in to the dining room. George had on khakis and a golf shirt. Amanda and Caroline, though still wearing only tight panties did have extra long t-shirts on for some modestly and above all comfort.

The family said grace and then it began! The flow of food into Caroline and Amanda was amazing. George was in awe watching the girls compete trying to out eat each other.

He lost track of how many helpings they each had, it seemed like a dozen! Both of them had food stains on their t-shirts and around their mouths. Their bellies were getting larger and rounder with each bite they took.

At three thirty, both Amanda and Caroline were glassy eyed, bloated, engorged, distended, full, stuffed, packed and never happier and turned on!

George had to clear off the table for pies as neither Amanda nor Caroline could move, much less get up from the table.

George brought in the pies and served them a slice of each pie! To his amazement, they ate all he served them.

He again cleared put away leftovers, loaded and started the dishwasher. All Amanda and Caroline could do was sit at the table messaging them taught, bulging bellies.

George got Amanda up and took her upstairs to the bathroom and then into bed. He got Caroline up, she giggled as George fondled and played with her huge orb of a belly. She got cleaned up and they went to bed for the only exercise that Caroline now got.

Caroline again woke up around three o’clock, her stretched out belly was now demanding to be filled up again! She waddled down to Amanda’s room dressed in tight panties and a tight camesol and poked Amanda’s belly, and giggled, “Amanda, dearest its Mom, I am starving, will come eat with me?”

Amanda opened her eyes, seeing a now familiar sight of her Mom’s belly virtually in her face, she reached up and patted her Mom’s belly, “Yes Mom I would love to eat with you, let’s go!”

The two ballooning women waddled downstairs, both feeling the bellies sway back and forth on the stairs and everything else jiggling.