Chapter 6 - catherines selfdiscovery chapter 7 part 4

With some difficulty Amy was able to remove Catherine's maternity pants, the damp from her soaking pussy made that difficult to slide off, but within a few minutes they were in a pile next to the sofa, no longer a restriction to the girls' antics. Amy looked Catherine over, head to toe, she looked incredible. Her huge belly towering over her, full to the brim with a variety of the day's food, but most recently, ice cream. She was definitely passing the chubby stage, Amy would swear she not only looked bigger with her gargantuan belly, but that she also looked actually fatter since they'd met in the mall earlier, especially around her waist.

Her belly bellowed out from her, hard to believe she wasn't even 7 months yet, but she looked over due with twin with all the food she'd crammed in. Amy felt accomplished, she'd never dreamt of actually getting the chance to live this out, especially with someone as in to it as she. They had over another 2 months to continue sculpting her body, feeding her, fattening her up, pleasuring her and molding her into the total goddess she'd always wanted her to be when they were together. '100, that's my goal for you, Catherine. 100 pounds gained over your pregnancy, you'll be ***ing enormous when I'm done with you. Weighing in at 228 pounds before you give birth, heck, 220 even, it'll be heavenly. You'll no doubt lose a load of it after the birth, but we'll have to make sure you get knocked up again, maybe as a surrogate or something. Or maybe I could be the one to get pregnant, that'd be an adventure with my already chubby figure.'

Her chubby thighs were spread, now able to breathe without the restrictions of the trousers, pinched at the tops by Catherine's wildly inadequate, soaked, sheer black panties, that pinched into her chubbifying waist too. They definitely looked ready to explode off her, and she and Amy were sure to make sure that happened.

Looking up, she saw Cat's incredible tits, trapped in the confines of her also wildly inadequate bra, and her white t-shirt. They figured it would be too much trouble to get the shirt off, too much moving that Cat was incapable of doing at this point. So they left the shirt alone, neatly tucked under the heavy rack, out of the way. Above was her gorgeous face, her double chin evident in her recline position, the accumulation of chub around her face making her seem radiant. She looked up at Amy sitting next to her, helpless, with her gorgeous green eyes. "Feed me..."

So it began, spoonful after spoonful, wave after wave, the soft ice cream flowed, Amy's pace had certainly increased from before, and her portions too, drops of ice cream were beginning to litter Catherine's shirt and canyon like cleavage, disappearing between the cracks and folds of the engorged flesh as they rose and fell with Catherine's heavy breathing. It was laboured, she was tired, but oh so horny, but she managed to keep up with Amy's creamy onslaught. Her belly was growing tighter, she could definitely feel it with the delicious substance entering her belly at an increased rate, this sensation only made her more determined. And on it went.

Some minutes later Catherine could feel it was time, she had to drink the soda, her underwear had grow so tight and constricting that it was actually causing her pain. Glowing red marks were left by the garment as it bit into her soft flesh. Her belly was more packed than it had ever been, it was complaining. Gurgles and rumbles could be heard emanating from the inflated mass, she couldn't handle much more, what little space remained HAD to be taken up by the soda and her inflation. She accepted one last heaping, dripping spoonful from Amy then said hastily, "Right, soda, now!"

Rapidly putting the ice cream and spoon down she lifted the soda button Catherine's lips, the cap already off to save time, and she drank. Gulping the sweet, fizzy liquid down like her life depended on it, stopping periodically for breath, then returning to her task. She could feel things begin to happen almost instantly, the gurgles coming from her stuffed gut grew more frequent, bubbling away, and a warm feeling growing. Down, down the bottles level went as it was gradually emptied into the seemingly bottomless recesses of Catherine's stomach.

Amy watched in awe and amazement, she could hear Catherine's belly working, accepting its liquid load, mixing, churning, gurgling and sloshing, she'd never heard such sounds come from a pregnant belly before. She tentatively placed her left hand on Catherine's belly, a thin layer of sweat covered it but the skin itself was warm, the feeling of the bubbles in her was unreal, mingled with the odd kick from the life growing in Cat's womb, it was getting hard to differentiate between what was baby and what was Cat. Her right hand crept down into her own panties and started fingering herself furiously, she'd never seen a spectacle like this before outside of her fantasies, but to be sitting here, witnessing it, TOUCHING IT was unreal. If only they had thought to catch it on camera, it would be the most incredible porno ever. Reaching further into her now sopping pussy she began working her clit, feeling the light brush of her landing strip stroke the skin of her wrist and hand, she increased her pace. Casting her gaze from the mountainous belly she looked at Catherine's face, only to see the last drops of the soda swirl round the lip of the bottle and into her mouth, clamped supply over the bottle's opening.

As the last drops vanished Catherine dropped the bottle as if it was red hot, it tumbled down the sofa and onto the floor with a hollow bump. Catherine was panting hard, then suddenly her hands shot forward reaching for her bump, "Oh GOD! It's happening! Ohmygodwhatthe***! Oooooooooooooooppphhhh! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! I can feel it, it's happening! It's actually working, I can feel it!!" Catherine put her hand on Amy's, whose right hand was working like the devil to get herself off to the incredible sight in front of her.

"Oh GOD I can feel it too!! I'm about to cum!!"

"Don't you dare! You wait for me!" Catherine was slowly expanding, the sound of snapping fabric could be heard as the material covering the elastic began to shred, but the elastic itself held on in spite of the pressure behind it. Catherine's own orgasm was rapidly building, the tension inside her was unbearable, "***, I think I'm about to pop! Shit I need to burp-"

"-Don't you ***ing dare! Keep it in, keep growing, you're ***ing huge! I've fed and fattened you to perfection and you love it! I can feel your stuffed gut growing under my fingers, you're fattening up before my eyes. Imagine what you'll be like in two months, my perfectly plump, pregnant piggy..."

"Ooooooooooooooophhhhhh hhhhhhhwaaaaaaaawww!" Catherine was shaking all over as she was reaching the high of her climax, every inch of chub on her quivered and her belly slosh, then clenching her plump thighs together with a wet slap. SNAP! The elastic in her impossibly tight panties went like the crack of a whip. The side seam of the underwear tore cleanly within a second after shooting the ruined garment into the air as it came down and slumped on the other end of the sofa.

"Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooohhhh hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhffffuuuuuuuuuuuuucckkkkkkkkkkkkk!! !" Without the barrier of her panties in the way anymore her soaked pussy squirted over the end of the sofa, her slick juices dripping from the material. Through the haze of her orgasm she turned to Amy, clearly going through her own climax with her hand in her panties and she said in a low, sensual, very satisfied tone, "Look what you've done to me..." as her head and eyes rolled back, her mind slipping between the cracks of consciousness while she writhed and wriggled on her soaked sofa.