Stuck with a gut

Chapter 2

Bobby


It was like something just possessed her!


One second, I’m staring through the concession window at this pretty lifeguard’s ginormous tits, the next thing I know, she’s trying to climb through it!! Or perhaps squeeze would be more appropriate. The window was small, and the lifeguard, Brook, was really a very busty hourglass. She didn’t look overweight, but she had an obvious feminine softness to her. She had wide hips, but not so wide as to have love handles. Her thighs were full, she didn’t have a thigh gap, but they weren’t overly large. Her stomach wasn’t round, but she had no abs to speak of. Her breasts looked pretty d*mn fat, but the rest of her was just shapely and soft.


I watched as this gorgeous terrifying creature fit her arms, head and shoulders through the concession window no problem, but her fat breasts were too chunky to fit straight through. Rather than drag them against the old rotting wooden frame, she elected to use her hands and slowly maneuver them through before once again lurching her attractive body forward and squeezing her midsection through the gap.


It seemed like she’d slip all the way through until her soft hips and big butt snagged against the frame. It seemed to my eyes that the girth of her hourglass shape was too great for the tiny concession window, but after wiggling, grunting, and using her arms to drag herself forward after a yelp, she popped forward through the gap and fell right onto me before she hit the ground, knocking me onto my back.


“Ugh… What just happened?? Where am I?” She cooed, as if she had no idea what she’d just done.


“Are you kidding me? You can’t be back here!” I tried to warn her, as her breasts smothered my face.


“Ice cream!” She squeaked, as she pushed herself off of me and hurried up to the ice cream machine, “Will you make me some???”


How could I say ‘no’ after all that? Her insistence persuaded me.


“Sure.” I said.


So, sure enough, I got the materials together and filled up the machine I’d just cleaned. In no time at all, the vanilla soft serve was ready, but we still had no cups or bowls, spoons or straws. I tried telling Brook as much, and in frustration she just shoved me out of the way, bent over backwards, opened her mouth right under the dispenser and pulled the lever. I watched as this insane busty lifeguard drained the ice cream machine directly into her mouth.


I’d never seen anything like it.


She’d pull the lever, gulp it down, and then pull the lever again. With every gulp, her stomach began to fill. It was like she forgot I was even in the room. She was going to town, gulping down ice cream like a slob.


It wasn’t long before her soft stomach began to bloat outward and round out thanks to the massive influx of calories she was consuming so quickly.


My eyes were drawn to how tight her red one-piece was looking. She’d gone from busty babe to looking three months’ pregnant in five minutes of gorging.


Five minutes later, she was still going at it. To my amazement, her gut had swelled to that of a woman in her sixth month of pregnancy and that’s when it stopped. The ice cream. Not Brook. By all account’s I bet she could have kept going, she’d completely drained the machine!


I’d never in my life see someone eat like that. I was speechless.


Brook wasn’t.


“*Buuuuurrrrpppp!!!!*” She loudly belched, as she slowly wobbled upright and cradled her food baby with both hands before continuing, “That was amazing… I need a nap.”


“Well, you can’t nap in here. I’m closing up. You gotta go.” I told her, as she frowned.


“Pleaseee!” She begged, but I was insistent.


“No, you can’t be in here. I don’t wanna get in trouble.” I urged her.


“Fine…” She pouted, as she started walking towards the hallway that led to the exit on the other side of the building.


“No, you can’t go out that way.” I halted her, as she stopped and turned around.


“Why not?” She wondered.


“Chuck set up cameras by the entrance to keep track of who has access to the register. Leave the way you came in.” I told her, pointing at the concessions window.


“Are you serious?” Brook wined pinching and inch of her food baby and exclaiming, “Do you have any idea how much ice cream I just ate?”


“Yeah, I saw. Still working on believing a girl like you could stomach that much, but yeah. You squeezed in here; you can squeeze out of here.” I ordered, as I shepherded Brook toward the window.


Reluctantly, she bent over and stuck her arms through, followed by her head. She paused for a moment; I assume she was carefully maneuvering her big breasts past the wooden frame. With her big butt facing me, I couldn’t resist staring. It was large and full, surprisingly perky for being so soft. Brook slowly started inching forward again, but this time her swollen stomach was a problem. In a moment, her progress slowed to a halt, and she muttered something that my ear’s couldn’t make out.


“What? Talk louder!” I yelled.


“I might need a hand here…” She loudly squeaked, as she turned her face back toward the window and blushed something fierce.


“Stuck?” I assumed.


“Yeah…” She admitted, “Give me a hand!”


“Umm…” I looked down upon Brook’s voluptuous ass wiggling tantalizing in front of me, “How exactly did you want me to do that?”


“Push me!” Brook urged probably wanting to get this embarrassing situation over with.


“Where should I put my hands??” I blushed. This girl was clearly a weird one, but I couldn’t help finding her predicament highly attractive. There was something about a vulnerable busty hotty that just struck my fancy.


“You have my permission to put your hands wherever you need to! Just get me out of this before someone sees!! Hurry!” She urged, as I went to work.


Immediately, my hands were on her ass. It felt incredible. Plump and giggly, I could tell Brook didn’t have a lot of muscle on her. I gave her a hearty shove forward, but she didn’t move a single inch further through the gap.


“Ouch!! Let my try and suck it in first!” She yelped, as I watched her midsection clogged into the gap momentarily shrink, as she sucked in her breath. Then, I pushed her forward with all my might.


In an instant, Brook successfully surged forward. Only stopping when her hips and thick tush clogged up the gap once again. However, now I knew she could squeeze though. She’d done it before, and food didn’t make someone’s ass bloat.


With my help, pushing and cramming every thick inch of Brook’s fat ass through the gap, in a few short moments, she was free and rolled onto the grass in front of the window.


“Oh my god, thank you!” She cheered, as she slowly struggled to her feet, and I noticed, as she continued talking, that her one-piece had ripped right around her cleavage area, “What’s your name?”


“It’s Bobby.” I simply said, pointing to her bust, and she looked down and realized she was nearly flashing me.


“Oh sh*t! Thanks Bobby!” She muttered, as she cupped both breasts with her hands and hurried away, probably back to the locker room to change.


Stunned by what had just taken place, I just shook my head, closed my eyes, pictured Brook’s phat butt wedged in the window, and then went about my day closing up shop, hoping as the summer progressed, I’d get to see her again.