Chapter 3. Thanksgiving stuffing (part II)

As Ace gulped down sweet vanilla ice cream and thick whipped cream and gooey warm apple goodness, Sapphire spoke to him.

"You like that, don't you?"

"Mhmm," he grunted in between spoonfuls.

"You just can't help yourself, can you?"

"Mm-mmm," he shook his head no, swallowed, and opened his mouth for more.

She started to rub herself against him while still straddling him. He could feel dampness seeping through her jeans at her crotch.

As she gave him the next bite, he let out an appreciative moan.

"If you keep eating like this honey, you're going to get really fat," she warned.

"Mmf- don't...care. So... good..." He panted in between more gulps of the yummy treat.

Her grinding on him intensified in speed and force.

"Then it looks like you have no other choice baby," she leaned in really closely and nipped at his ear. He gasped at the sensation of her body pressing against his sensitive, over-filled stomach. "I'm going to make you my big fat piggy, and you're going to like every second of it."

"Yes I will," he moaned again. She felt so good. Being this huge and stuffed felt so good. And the dessert she was feeding him tasted so, damn, good. It was quite a feat, but he was determined to eat it all.

Ace ate the rest of the pie slowly, laboriously. Sapphire gave him breaks at intervals where she would give him belly rubs, praise him, and encourage him. He would close his eyes and enjoy her smooth and warm hands touching and kneading all the new surface area he had created for her to explore, while she crooned things like:

“You’re doing so well, baby.”

“You’re such a good boy, you’re eating so well for me tonight.”

“You’re so hot when you’re eating, it really turns me on how much you can put away.”

“You’re almost there baby, just eat a little bit more for me.”

They continued for how long he didn’t know exactly, but it felt like hours.

By the time they finished, Ace’s inflated belly was massive. Practically a beach ball sitting heavily in his lap, it almost didn’t even look real. Sapphire placed her hands on it and watched them rise and fall in admiration as he breathed.

“That’s enough for tonight,” she stated decisively, “are you ready for your reward?”

“Give it to me,” Ace whimpered. He was in no position to deny her and would let her do absolutely anything to him that she wanted. He was immobilized by how stuffed he was, the tightness of his belly was painful, and he was so horny it was enough to drive a weaker man insane.

She flashed him a wicked grin and slid off of his lap to stand in front of him. She began to strip, first slipping out of her sweater. Ace tried and failed to suppress a bestial howl. She was wearing a lacy push-up bra that her breasts were over-flowing out of, they looked huge and he wanted to bury his face in her chest. He raised a hand weakly to grasp at her, but she danced out of his reach. He took in her slim waist and the visible tone in her arms, shoulders, and abs as she unzipped and stepped out of her jeans. He thought about the contrast someone would see looking at them together and it was so hot. She turned her back to him and leaned over, swaying her ass from side to side and looking back at him flirtatiously. Her huge bubble butt was a masterpiece she worked hard on at the gym, and now it was in his face. She was in a thong that if anything, made her butt pop even more than usual.

“Please, you’re torturing me,” he wailed, “I need you.”

“Well, I can’t deny my piggy when he’s begging with such polite manners.”

She was on top of him in seconds, sinking her fingers into the rolls developing on his back and pressing her fit body to his swollen belly. She pressed her lips to his in a fiery kiss while Ace made quick work of her bra clasp. He tossed it to the side and buried his face in her breasts while cupping them in his hands, squishing them, playing with them, jiggling them. She bounced up and down on his thighs humping him, leaving trails of moisture where her soaking wet pussy came in contact with his skin.

Ace ripped off her flimsy thong with a growl. She put his huge, already leaking cock in position and he helped her lower herself on top of him. He almost blacked out as he finally slid inside of her, she felt so hot and wet and inviting. He liked being enveloped in her, giving himself to her, giving her complete ownership of him. She kept her hands on either side of his belly and began to ride him. He kept his hands on her waist, guiding her as she squirmed and thrusted on top of him. Her breasts shook tantalizingly in front of him, directly at eye-level. Her nipples were hard with arousal, and he snatched one into his mouth to suck on.

She groaned with pleasure. “Baby, you feel so good.”

“Yeah, you like it when I eat for you? When I try so hard to impress you?”

“I get so wet watching you eat, baby.”

“I aim to please.”

“Looks like my piggy has gotten a taste for stuffing himself.”

“I love how it feels, I love being your piggy.”

“Well piggy, you’ve still got a lot of growing to do.”

“I’ll grow for you baby, I’ll do anything for you.”

“I’m going to keep feeding you and stuffing you. You’re going to get so fat for me.”

Ace was unable to respond. He threw his head back, overwhelmed with the intensity of the experience coupled with how his awareness of his taut skin and packed stomach enhanced all the sensations attacking each nerve ending. They both came, and she collapsed against him. He was breathing heavily, pushing her in and out as she rested on his rounded form.
When he finally managed to catch his breath, he responded.

“I can’t wait for you to transform me into your pet piggy.”