Chapter 2 - catherines selfdiscovery chapter 6 part 2

So with the stall to herself Catherine set to work on getting undressed, although to be fair it didn't require a great deal of effort as much of her clothing was already open, all it really needed was a bit of a pull here or there to get it off her chubby limbs. First was her shirt, surprisingly there were still 2 buttons in place despite her belly bursting from it and popping the other lower ones off. With minimum effort, with a minor twist, the buttons shot through their holes as the shirt retracted back around her breasts and belly. Because of this she was able to get a real look at the size of her belly without if being obscured by what remained of her shirt. "Holy...", she was awestruck, the lightly ran a hand over it, pushing it in a little and finding it not quite as soft as it had been that morning. Her belly was thoroughly filled with food, she rolled her eyes, "so much for my Sunday stuffing day tomorrow. Oh well, it's been fun, and a taste of something new, that's for sure." Her tight white t-shirt had, during her stuffing session, ridden up a great deal on her belly even whilst under her red shirt. It was not bunched up under her breasts with no chance of ever fitting again, in spite of the hole in the centre of the right seam. Reaching over and grabbing both sides of the large hole in the right seam with both hands she gave it a strong tug, pulling the rest of the threads of the seam apart, this certainly made it easier to take off. Pulling the remains of it over her head she dropped it to the floor and looked down. "Wow, I thought everything looked big from this angle this morning, but this is ridiculous."

Next was her trousers, while of course the missing button and destroyed zipper were a big help in getting them off , there was of course the matter of bending over to take them off and with Catherine's over filled belly, bending wasn't something she was capable of doing right now. "Umm, Ames, could you give me a hand taking these pants off?"

"Hell yes, I can-", Amy responded with cheeky enthusiasm.

"-I mean my trousers, not my panties", Catherine jumped in.

"Oh... Ok, sure..."

"Sorry, taking my underwear off can wait until I'm home, right now I'm just concerned with covering THIS", motioning to her giant belly.

Bending down under Catherine's imposing belly, Amy carefully grabbed the loose material flaps of Catherine's open trousers and began to peel them down her legs. The musky scent of Catherine's now dry juices covering her crotch invaded Amy's nostrils, a scent Amy found hard to resist, she tentatively leaned in and gently kissed Catherine's chubby, exposed thigh. She ran her fingers over the soft flesh, only now truly comprehending just how far down the gaining path Catherine had gone, her thighs had lost all definition she remembered them having from when they were together, she'd spent enough time between those thighs to remember, that's for sure.

"Hey, not now" Catherine hissed at Amy.

"Sorry, I couldn't help myself, they just look so warm and inviting."

"I can assure they are warm and very inviting, but not right now, we've other things to take care of."

"Pfft, fine." Amy finished peeling the crusty trousers off of Cat's legs, she couldn't help but think it was a lot like removing sausage meat from its casing.

Standing in only her very tight and inadequate underwear both girls could finally survey the damage done to Catherine's belly, with her hands on her lower back her belly seemed to grow outwards before them as she exhaled.

Amy looked her up and down with a hungry look in her eyes that Catherine recognised well, "we're going to have so much fun getting you all bigger and rounder, you're going to be even gorgeous by the time I'm done with you", she said with a grin.

"Hmm, I'm sure, and I can't wait, but unfortunately I need you to help me get my some new pants on." She pulled out a pair of beige slacks with quite a sizable belly panel attached to the waistband, and Catherine couldn't help but feeling relieved that she'd finally be wearing some clothes that actually fit, although it would only be a matter of time before Amy had her out of them again, and perhaps a little more time before she outgrew today's purchases. With some assistance from Amy, sitting on the toilet cover Catherine slid a bare feet into the leg openings of the new slacks, they were cool on her skin and slid up comfortably. Amy helped her to stand up before Amy descended to pull the pants over her wide, flaring hips, making sure to slide as much of her hands over Catherine's bare skin while she had the chance, ending with her sliding the large belly panel up and over her gut, letting the elastic band snap against Catherine's soft flesh.

"Eeep! You bitch, I can't believe you just did that" Catherine moaned rubbing the sore spot on her belly.

"Hehe, I just wanted to see if there would be ripples", Amy responded with a wide grin.

Catherine marvelled at the sensation of the belly panel over her round bump, like a snug film, it gripped her curves providing her with support. The pants fit well, they weren't tight or constricting, she felt like she could breath freely without fear of popping a button on tearing a seam. Pulling a large, plan white t-shirt from one of the bags, and removing the sales tags Catherine threw her arms in the air as Amy pulled it over her head and down, sliding with minimum resistance over her impressive bust. It stretched over her belly much like the belly panel had, it was form fitting and gripped her figured in all the right places. Catching Amy licking her lips, she slipped her feet back into her shoes and she was ready to go. "Ahh, that feels better."

"All ready to go then?" Amy queried.

"Almost, just one last thing to do", with that she advanced on Amy, her belly pushing her back against the stall door causing it to slam shut as Catherine pinned her against it with her belly and weight. Their lips and tongues were locked together, lips smacking against each other as they both turned their faces, changing kissing angle while their hands fondled with curves and hair passionately. Finally slowing to a stop, their foreheads pressed together, looking into each other's eyes longingly. "A little something to keep you going", Catherine broke their lock and winked, ushering Amy to open the door and allow them both to leave. Exiting the bathroom they made sure to give their booth a wide berth, even avoiding looking in its direction, they went to the counter and paid their bill and left quietly, hand in hand.