Chapter 6 - fall

The rays of sunshine criss crossed on Stephanie’s face causing her to stir. It was late in the year to be woken up by the sun but Stephanie woke up pretty late these days. She didn’t want to move but the gnawing in her stomach was making her shift. And there was a lot more of her to shift. It’d been months since her 18th and adult life had been sheer bliss. And it showed. As she blinked awake she struggled to pull herself up to a seating position. Serge, who’d snuck in late last night, awoke suddenly with her as the red rocked due to her shifting weight. His turned his lean body around to look at his girlfriend. Still as pretty as the day he met her, blonde hair rolling off her shoulders, but almost twice the size. Her belly was the star of the show. Right now even at it’s smallest first thing in the morning it dropped between her legs and sat in 2 thick rolls. This is what caught his attention now. He moved his lithe body quickly up and started to cater to his princess. Stephanie had tired from the brief flurry of activity and lay on the bed breathing heavily and let Serge take over. He was stroking her tummy which jutted out of a too small PJ vest so he eased it up to touch more of her soft body. Her skin had stayed as buttery smooth as ever. Wanting more, he pulled the vest up over her head letting her huge breasts fall lose. They were starting to fall to her sides but she knew what he liked and by pushing her flabby arms inwards, her breasts met offering a cleavage he could lose his face in. He then reached under the covers and tugged the tight PJ shorts down over her chunky thighs. Even brand new her clothes always seemed to be difficult to take off. She just never stopped growing.
‘Your aunt is definitely-?
‘At work. Yes! She’s always gone by now. But first. Serge I want some food.’ Stephanie rolled her eyes, growing annoyed. She was never allowed to be hungry even for a moment.
‘You didn’t think I came back ‘ere with nothing last night?’ He smiled at her wickedly. From his part time job at the job at a commercial bakery Serge had used his je ne sais quoi to score all the leftover treats. He reached down the side of the bed and grabbed a sack of double chocolate cookies.
‘They were meant to be triple. So not good for sale. But they are good for you.’
‘My favourite, chocolate.’ She said suddenly warming. He reached into the bag and grabbed one of the soft cookies. He also started to reach up the inside of her legs. They felt so soft and so inviting he stayed their caressing and pinching as he pushed cookie after cookie into Stephanie. He knew he’d have some fun with her when scoring this batch last night. There could be about 100 in there for all he knew. He leapt off his girlfriend gently and grabbed some milk from her mini fridge. Bringing it to her lips she gulped it down rapidly some of it pooling in her cleavage. He gently licked it off her, feeling her shiver at the touch. She was ready now he could tell. Those cookies had sweetened her up. He kissed her deeply. He loved how she always tasted of sugar. Stephanie was not one to feed herself much anymore. But he did know a few ways to motivate her. Handing her the bag of cookies he started to kiss down her body, burying his face into the rolls of her belly. Now he got to her pussy he’d have to be a little rougher, heaving up the thick chub that barred his entrance. Stephanie gushed, the exhilaration of her man having to literally lift her stomach with both hands to find her pussy thrilled her beyond any oral she’d received before this. And he hadn’t even started yet. He pushed his face between her thighs forcing them apart he let her belly rest on him. For Serge this was his unreal moment, where he couldn’t quite believe how much he’d helped her grow or how good it all felt. This was one of Stephanie’s ways of motivating him. She’d lift her stomach and drop it down on him a few times until he started eating her pussy out like it was his life’s one true purpose. He tenderly licked her clit slowly and surely building in speed and pressure. He’d occasionally cut out just so he could feel her claw at the bed, on the brink of the orgasm, and only start at the crunch of a cookie. Today he did this until she’d finished the whole bag. Only then did he let her cum. Stephanie exploded, a muffled cry came out her mouth and her head rolled back in ecstasy. God this boy was good.
Serge emerged smiling broadly and slightly shocked at Stephanie’s bloated belly. Then he spotted the empty milk gallons. God she was good.
He lay next to her and stroked her taught belly until he felt some softness emerge. He looked at her full of raw passion, his curls flopping over his face his smile wanting yet uncertain. She had that omniscience in her eyes again and that small smile that knew exactly what he wanted. She shifted her huge frame to the side of the bed and planted her toes on the wood. Getting her bearings she heaved up and grabbed the array of condiments she kept in her mini fridge. Whipped cream, frosting and chocolate sauce. Always needed. And she was fairly certain she’d left a bottle of syrup there- yes perfect. She lay them out in front of Serge who was now propped up against the bed.
‘I can’t keep my legs up anymore Serge. And I can’t expect these to hold me up.’ Stephanie said shaking her juicy arm at him the fat rippling long after she stopped. ‘But I want you to fuck me. I want you to fuck me like you’ve fucked no one else. Because I’m fucking hungry Serge. I’m hungry for you and I won’t stop until I get all of you. So what am I going to do here? As you can see I’m in a predicament. Can’t you Serge.’ Her voice was high and sweet as she looked to him for an answer. He nodded looking almost desperate. He wanted her so badly.
‘Well I did have ooooone idea. I figured if you fed me all of these,’ she gestured to the food- If you could call it that- in front, ‘as I think by then this little tummy of mine would be able to hold me up all on its own. And then you can bury that dick inside me like I know you want to. Don’t you want that baby?’
He nodded.
‘Say it.’ She said sterner this time.
‘I want to do that to you Stefie. I want to do that more than anything. You are my world, my princess-‘
She cut him off, ‘Well fucking do it then.’
He lept up and started squeezing whipped cream into her mouth. He’d break it up to let her gulp the thick syrup and sauces and then go back to the cream, his hardness ripping through his white boxers as the cream frothed at her mouth. Stephanie was in 7th heaven. The sheer gluttony of drinking from the bottle had her edging another orgasm. Her arousal only heightened as she felt her belly start to take up more of the bed in front of her. She felt so lazy and spoilt being hand fed cream, expanding out over her bed, threatening to outgrow this one as she had the single. Serge threw the empty cream the floor to join the multiple sauce and syrup bottles. Stephanie had even drunk a big bottle of coke virtually in one to push herself to the limits.
Now it was time. Serge jumped off the bed as Stephanie fell to her side her big belly sloshing with her. She rolled onto her front and found herself really lifted off the ground. She didn’t think it was actually going to work but she was this big. Holy fuck.
Serge struggled to get his boxers off he was so hard but now he was free of them he gripped Stephanie’s hips, or whatever fat resembled them and pushed deep into her. She moaned deeply. He fucked her slowly, not a technique he just wanted to make this last. She’d pushed him so close already. Stephanie felt so heavy as he pushed and pulled her into him. Her fat moved fractions of a second after he pounded into her and this was driving her closer to orgasm. Her thighs crashing into the soft underside of her belly pushed her oh so further, until, that release of explosive tension. As her pussy tightened around him Serge drove in deeper into her and came. It was the only part of her that had remained small he laughed to himself. That tight pussy of hers was the sole blame of his loss in stamina. She wasn’t the only bigger girl he’d been with but nothing was like screwing her. She knew her own mind, her own body and it oozed sexiness. He flopped on his back next to Stephanie who’d managed to sit up, forced to recline further to accommodate her straining stomach.
‘I love you Stefie, Je t’aime.’
‘I love you.’ Stephanie replied her heart pulsing.
He wrapped himself around her pushing into her warm fat where he wanted to stay forever.