Squashed

Chapter 1 - Squashed

Squashed

Fuck!

Now we're really stuck..

It started off as an idea but now I really can't get off of you...

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You start there in the recliner, fully erect and ready for me. I climbed on top using about all of the strength I had and sat myself into you, pressing your hard cock into my supple pussy.

You truly did want this. I was nervous and for good reason.

I'm too big for this honestly but all for it. Your body is so small compared to mine so I had to be careful. You did all the work too, pumping in and out while I basically crushed you. Then the feeding started.

Our friend helped us along with this fantasy. While I was on top they started feeding me every type of carb loaded pastry you could think of. You know I can't stop either..

Soon enough my belly began to grow with my feasting. My tits and tummy pressing against you with you still inside of me, rock hard.

You squeezed my tits and sucked them like it was your last meal. I was soaked.

Our friend was enjoying their feeding sesh, even just watching us was enough for them. Watching my big belly expand every few minutes was thrilling to them.

You began fucking me again, gripping my wobbling ass while I continued to press into you. I was getting pretty heavy..you wouldn't stop.

You literally wanted to be crushed. Telling our feeder to feed me faster and telling me to guzzle down more! But you know I can't stop eating...so you got what you wanted.

I couldn't believe you did cum any quicker. Your wildest dream coming true but you are SO greedy. My poor pussy getting pounded while I piled on the pounds. My aching belly was ready for a break. Then the milk came...

A whole gallon of milk ready to go down my throat...but I sure was thirsty. So I opened my mouth and sucked it down from our feeders funnel. You kissed my tight belly and grinded against me, knowing I was going to cum ANY second now.

After taking in every drop of milk in that plastic jug they broke out the chocolate syrup and I do love chocolate milk...so down it went! Delicious rich syrup being drizzled down my throat. No matter how tight my belly was getting I STILL wanted more. More cock, more food, more...

You seemed pretty labored underneath me. My weight against you full force, growing before your eyes. You rubbed my round belly and squeezed it gently. I moaned from being so full...

"More!" You commanded your feeder.

"More??"

With a confirming nod I was being greeted with long Johns.

"Stuff her." You commanded. I became a bit nervous. Like it was a way to say, "Finish her."

I nearly gagged as their began cramming the succulent pastry into my mouth with force.

You grabbed my wrists to stop me from struggling against it. I was hot.

Between the fucking and feeding I moaned.

I knew I was getting seriously heavy now. I can hold a lot of food..

"Mmmf-!" My pussy throbbing and gushing you held my hair back so my mouth would stay open for our feeder.

Creamy delicious long Johns disappeared by the dozen while I chewed and gulped as fast as I could.

Your cock pulsed inside me. My belly dangerously tight and downright huge now. I looked pregnant with sextuplets. I was getting full...

But then I watched you grab something on the table next to us..another huge cock.

I couldn't move. I was too full. You lubed it up while I supported myself. I was willing...

You slipped your fingers into me to prepare me for what was coming...

"Relax.."

Fuck. I was already so swollen from food, my pussy full of cock, now my ass was going to be stuffed too!

You inserted the toy patiently. Slowly.

Holy fuck I couldn't fit anything else inside of me!

You pumped the little balloon to hold it in place.

I felt like I could burst.

"More, please." You commanded.

More donuts were pressed into my mouth. Half of it going down my chin and chest making a sloppy mess. A real *** I turned into.

My clit was aching, my pussy drenching you below, your cock ready to blow. Our feeder held a donut into my mouth while I practically screamed cumming.

You gripped my hair with your cock fully engorged, filling me, spilling out, one hand squeezing my fat bloated tit. You grunted under your breath and wouldn't stop until I begged you to..

It was done. Our feeder grinned devilishly, purely content in watching. You were out of breath. I finished chewing what I had in my mouth.

But now...how was I going to get up?

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