Pool party

chapter 3 "the gain begins"

This is where the gain begins.

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She seizes the opportunity to bend over, pushing her cleavage into your face, enveloping your head entirely. She wraps her arms around you and presses your body against hers. You feel her belly from your chest to your crotch. "Someone likes this a lot."

"Mmfmm mm mmmfrm." You say muffled into her voluptuous canyon.

She pulls you out. "What was that?" She asked before her stomach growled.

"I said you must be hungry." You say, still amazed that your even talking to goddess. "Why don't you go sit by the table? I'll get you your food."

"But I don't fit on those chairs. My butt is too wide." She says turning so you can see her globes.

You instantly blush getting thoughts of being sat on. "Uhh...then umm...use 2 chairs. There's no arms on them and you can have one per cheek."

She catches your staring. "Ok, but hurry up. ill let you explore me as I eat." She then waddles away, her ass sways and jiggles with every step.

You shake yourself from her hypnotizing body and go to the buffet. Most everyone was either sitting at a table or were hanging by or in the pool, leaving you to the entire fully stocked buffet. You grab one of the food carts that the chefs use to bring out food and pile on half of everything there. The cart is hollow and clean on the inside, making it possible to fill it. You end up carefully wheeling a cart full of food that is piled higher than your head. You see her on her phone at a table in the shade with no one else really around. You finally get it to her table and give her a bump on the arm. "I got a bit of everything, as I didn't know what you like."

She grins wickedly, then puts her phone into her top. "Don't worry, I eat everything. I'm basically a food dumpster." She pushes me toward her rear then picks up the cart with relative ease and dumps it onto the table where she begins to dig in with her bare hands, swallowing some things whole.

You can't see really as you were taking up her offer to explore her. You look at the chairs she's sitting on and how there's a space between them and how her butt still goes over them. "Honestly, it's a miracle they can hold her." You think to yourself as you start to feel her butt. It's so soft and smooth, like she kept her baby soft skin throughout her life. You crawl underneath her and notice that her legs are spread, allowing her belly to hang better. For the fun of it, you rub and try to lift it, but you only manage to push into her soft flesh. Coming back out the way you came, you walk around to feel her hips and thighs, which are surprisingly both soft smooth and firm. You look up to try and feel her breast, but you stop as you notice how shes eating. You look in amazement as half the food is already gone and she was nowhere near stopping. You grab the cart quickly rush to get more food for her. You return with another cart of food to find that her already huge belly had swollen by about 50%.

She looks over with grease on her face and hands, some dripping into her cleavage. "Oh good, I was running lo-aaAAGH!!!" She screams as her chairs break. Completely embarrassed by everyone now watching, She blushes then says "Fuck it" she picks up the table and slides everything into her gullet. Then does the same to the cart.

You watch in awe as her belly doubles in size almost instantaneously.

Rocking herself so that she can get up, Your friend walks over and asks "Are you alright?" Then lends a hand.

She stands up brushing away his hand. "I'm fine, I just need something to wash down this food." She pats her monumentous belly.

"Well, we have the bar, they can serve you drinks." He points to the barrels of wine and beer.

"Thanks." She waddles away and you follow, hypnotized.

"No problem." He turns to the people still staring at her. "What are you all staring it?" causing them to look away in shame in themselves.

She grabs a barrel of beer pops the top off and chugs it. Then drinks 2 more. "Grab one of wine fer later." She slurs a bit, Then waddles to the buffet line that was freshly stocked.

Doing as told you grab some one of wine and haul it under your arm.

She dumps each dish, one by one, into her chubby maw. You watch as her gut easily guts big enough for a woman to be 9 months pregnant with triplets. "Hey." she calls the host over. "Is there a way to get inside at my size? I'm too drunk to drive so I'll need to stay here."

He points. "There are some double doors, on the side of the house, that lead down to the basement. It's not much, but I'm sure it'll do." He then heads to the bar.

She waddles, even jigglier than before, to the doors. "Sometimes It's a pain being this tall." she gets down on all fores, sticking her massively round ass into the air. Her belly drags on the ground.

You stare at it. "It has good perks though."

She starts going down, you follow. "Like what?" she sounds confused.

"You can eat more and gain faster." You follow behind. "And you can hold more weight."

"I guess that's true." She reaches the bottom and stands, for the ceiling is 20 ft tall. She waddles the corner and gasps.

"What?" then you walk around and look in amazement.

The basement was one giant room with carpet, A big fireplace, a candle chandelier, and furniture big enough to fit a 15 ft giant. Under the couches and chairs were not hollow, but filled with cement. The bed was a king size for giants, then on the wall was a tv screen that would fit in a theater.

"This place is perfect for me." she says, still a little tipsy. She waddles over and plops onto the couch, scooching back a bit. Her legs dangle as she's not yet tall enough to reach the floor. "Do you think your friend would mind me living here."

You look around, then crawl up onto the couch with some difficulty. "Well, He said he'd gift me this house as he was going to live in los vagas."

She then plucks you up and places you onto her belly. It's so soft and squishy, and it gurgles as you move on it. She grabs the barrel of wine, chugs it, tosses it aside, then burps into your face. It surprisingly smells great. "I want to take a nap here. You are a great feeder."

You then turn around on her belly and use her massive breasts as pillows as you lay back. "I couldn't have done anything with out the perfect feedee goddess." You say as the beautiful being beneath you starts snoring.

Out of the corner of your eye you spot a Colossal jar of an orange goop, with a a tube and funnel attached to it.

You grin. "When you wake up, breakfast shall be the most important meal of your day."
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DragonMaster 5 years
I'm going for more of the feeling of how in a dream things make you think in general instead of focusing on every little detail. That's why I don't use many names. It's not who you remember in the dream, but what about the dream you remember. Make sense?
Karenjenk 5 years
This could be really cool fleshed out and made into a story.
its kind of an outline now... a narrative?
i really like the main guy though