An alien concept

chapter 3 sex

As I wrapped my arm around her I realized she had made herself fat… she put her arm on my shoulder and low and behold it was pudgy now. Milota grinned at me

Milota: “so I was right? You are into this kinda stuff it seams.”

Me: “I uhhh”

I was struggling to find the words

Milota: “I told you earlier, didn’t I? It’s fine. I like being able to use my body for cool things.”

Me: “how did you?”

Milota: “next time don’t leave your phone unlocked while looking at this stuff.”

She held up my phone with the fat girl pictures I planned on convincing her with. I left my phone here and she must have looked on it while I was gone in the washroom.

Milota: “if anything, I’m happy it’s something this simple that drives you crazy. And to be honest I kinda like it myself.”

She took off the blanket and pushed me under her on the couch. I started to rub her belly.

Milota: “I think I stretched this shirt to a point where it won’t ever fit anymore. Oh well.”

Her tits were twice their usual size.

Me: “hey you feel great and all but I don’t wanna be crushed to death”

Milota: “okay sure”

She got off of me and took off her shirt and pants. As the black jeans left her body, her legs suddenly doubled in width. Her ass grew too, becoming sort of a bubble butt.

Milota: “think I just ruined these panties too”

Me: “good luck finding something to cover this”

I slapped her fat ass and watched the green orbs wobble.

Milota: “I’m sure I’ll manage. Besides I’ll just shrink right back down later.”

We took off my clothes and we walked into the bedroom. She was laying on the bed with her fat green pussy.

Me: “hey turn around will you?”

Milota: “if you want it that way, sure”

I stuck my Dick into her huge ass, hands kneading her belly, groping her huge tits.

Her gigantic ass was amazing. Every time I pulled in or out, it jiggled. Milota was moaning, telling me to go faster, harder, longer.

We kept going for a while but eventually we both ran out of “fuel”. We layed next to eachother on the bed, my hand on her belly.

Milota: “who knew you’d become such a work horse when fucking a fat girl…”

Me: “who knew you’d fall into the role so well.”

Milota: “so… you wanna go back to watching the thing?”

Me: “how about another night. Now cmon, let’s snuggle for real this time”

As we held eachother under the sheets, I felt her fat figure against my twig figure. Every inch of her body right now is amazing.

She went from a cute girl I met at a bar, to my perfect girlfriend within a couple weeks. I’m going to have to be the best boyfriend ever at this rate.

(Unless I feel like making more chapters because my brain decides “yes I want Martian belly” again, this will be the end. I hope anyone who does read this enjoys it.)