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The Cosplayer - 03
🕑 Added 2023-04-12 13:01:00 +0000 UTC
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Contains: Breast Expansion as Weight Gain, Sexual Acts, Polycule
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Part Three
Joseph sat at a booth in the bakery cafe near his work, idly scrolling on his phone while waiting for his “date.” Movement near the table caused him to look up, seeing Tina’s cute face smiling shyly down at him. She was dressed to the nines in a pleated white skirt and buttoned pink top. Her arms were bare nearly to the shoulders, and when she sat down Joseph could see more than a few inches of jiggling cleavage. Her breasts were now slightly larger than volleyballs, and Joseph was starting to share his girlfriend’s obsession with them.
“Hey…” Tina said.
“Hey.”
The silence stretched for several moments, then Tina tsked in annoyance.
“Jeez, this is awkward.”
“Sorry.” Joseph smiled at the blonde beauty seated across the table. “We could compare notes on what it’s like being with Casey… would that be less awkward?”
Tina made a cute snort of laughter as her cheeks turned bright red.
“Well when you put it that way, meeting your high school crush for a date isn’t really all that weird.”
They were both still chuckling when the server arrived.
“Iced mocha, please.” Joseph asked.
“Um… a strawberry malted.” Added the blonde.
“Mmm, those are my favorite.” The server said. “Can I bring you two any sweets or treats?”
Tina glanced down at the menu open in front of her, then back up at Joseph. He smiled at her again, nodding.
“Could we have the French sampler?”
“Of course!”
The pair made small talk while they waited for the desserts to arrive. Joseph complimented Tina on her photoshoots and cosplay with Casey, and they swapped stories from high school about classmates or teachers they’d both known. When the server returned, she brought a large mug for Joseph and a tall glass for Tina— both piled high with whipped cream. She also carried a large platter of French desserts.
The sampler was clearly meant to be shared by at least two, but Tina and Joseph both knew he was only going to sample one or two small items. A pyramid of macarons in bright colors were the centerpiece, surrounded by croquembouche, chouquettes, millefeuilles, pain au chocolat, and a few others neither recognized. The server bid them enjoy and Tina certainly did.
Their conversation died down while the buxom blonde munched on one delicious dessert after another. Each initial bite caused a cute little moan or wide–eyed surprise at the flavor of various combinations of butter and sugar. Joseph tried a single macaron, pistachio, and half of a chouquette. He nibbled these slowly while he watched Tina wolf down big bites, wiggling happily in her seat as she relished each delectable dessert.
Occasionally a tiny crumb would escape from one pastry or another to drift down to the table or slide down the curves of Tina’s breasts to rest in the crevice of her deep cleavage. Thanks to his girlfriend’s incessant teasing, Joseph couldn’t help but imagine all those calories being converted into extra curves on the pretty blonde’s body; particularly in the form of more and more ‘sweater meat.’
After polishing off the sampler, Tina ordered a parfait, and then a banana split. By the time the last of the massive ice cream concoction was gone the blonde was starting to look a little green. That didn’t stop the busty blonde from eyeing the menu yet again.
“I really shouldn’t, but… it all looks so good…”
Joseph reached a hand out, touching a fingertip to Tina’s hand as she held the menu. She met his eyes when his hand met hers, and he thought he saw an entirely different kind of hunger in her gaze.
“Would you like to move this to our place? Casey will be gone a few more hours, and we have lots of snacks if you’re still hungry…”
Tina smiled shyly at Joseph and gave a small nod.
***
Joseph leaned back in Casey’s office chair while Tina licked him clean. He’d suggested the couch or the bed, but she hadn’t wanted their “first time” to be the place he shared with Casey, or the place she had shared with Casey. The blonde helped him get his pants zipped back up, then crawled into his lap, mashing her huge breasts against his chest.
“How… how was it?” Tina whispered.
“It was great mija.” Joseph sighed. “Do you want a turn now?” He asked, stroking her hair tenderly.
“Not quite yet,” she murmured, burrowing her head into Joseph’s chest and listening as his racing heart slowed to a normal rhythm. She matched her breaths to his, feeling his chest rise and fall under her head. Her stomach grumbled faintly.
“Maybe a snack then, instead?” Joseph asked, his soft chuckle making Tina’s head shake as she rested against him.
“Okay…” she whispered with a small, contented smile.
After a brief snack break — nearly an entire package of Oreos — Tina and Joseph returned to the office area so he could go down on her. His head had disappeared under the curve of her overfed breasts and she was breathing hard, panting with the ecstasy of her high school self’s fantasy coming true. Her eyes stared blankly around the room, not seeing anything until she caught a figure in her peripheral vision. Casey was standing in the doorway.
The Latina held an index finger to her lips, not wanting to alert Joseph to her presence. She smiled broadly at Tina’s pleasured expression. With a raised eyebrow, Casey gestured over her shoulder with one thumb. Tina shook her head in the negative, so Casey crept softly, quietly, into the room.
Joseph knelt on the floor, face buried between Tina’s pale thick thighs with her skirt bunched up around her waist. Casey stepped around them, behind the chair, then bent to press a gentle kiss to the blonde’s lips. One of Tina’s hands reached up to cup Casey’s face as they made out, the other reaching out of sight to ruffle Joseph’s hair encouragingly. Casey undid the first few buttons of Tina’s blouse so she could slide one hand under the girl’s extremely large bra, teasing one thumb–size nipple.
The muffled sound of Tina moaning into Casey’s mouth caught Joseph’s ear, and he pulled his head back to look up over the twin mounds of tit flesh blocking his view.
“Hi.” Casey smiled. “You don’t mind if I join in the fun, do you Pepe?”
The olive–skinned girl leaned down to press her lips to Joseph’s, her tongue exploring his mouth. They separated with a wet pop, making Casey lick her lips. She looked back at Tina teasingly and winked.
“Delicious.”
***
“Casey, don’t you think this is a little much?”
Tina’s voice came from behind the closed bathroom door.
“Don’t be shy now, mija, it’s just a bikini top. You’re still wearing your jeans, aren’t you?”
“Well yeah, but…”
“Then come on out and let me see you.”
The latch unlocked, the door swinging slowly inward.
Tina was wearing a green striped bikini top, and a pair of snug blue jeans. The pants clung snugly to her hips and ass, and Casey took a moment to admire the blonde’s thick hips and soft bare tummy. Then her eyes drifted hungrily upward.
Tina’s breasts were positively spilling out of the bikini top. Cleavage for days was on display; flesh bulging out both sides of the fabric triangles, even a little from the bottom. The blonde’s bloated breasts refused to be contained by the ‘costume.’
“Oh it’s perfect, Tina!” Casey gushed. “Our fans will eat it up!”
“It’s uh… an awful lot of skin, Casey.” Tina protested, crossing her arms over her torso in a vain attempt to hide her soft belly.
“Trust me, darling…” Casey said, stepping into Tina’s personal space, pushing the girl’s arms aside to rest both hands on her waist. “Nobody will be looking down here. They’ll be too focussed on these…” Casey placed one palm on each of Tina’s breasts, hefting the near basketball–sized orbs upward. She planted a kiss on the top of each fat pale tit.
“Come on, let’s get this on you.” Casey said, stepping aside to grab a long orange wig.
***
The threesome were spread out across Joseph and Casey’s bed. Tina lay on her back, slightly propped up by pillows as Joseph’s condom–clad member pumped in and out, tickling her G–spot. She moaned and writhed as Casey’s tongue explored her mouth. The Latina use both hands, teasing and tweaking the blonde’s rock–hard nipples as her massive breasts heaved back and forth from Joseph’s rhythm.
Suddenly Tina’s stimulation level dropped. Joseph slowed his rhythm while Casey climbed off the bed.
“Wha—?”
“I’ll be right back…” Casey teased, leaning in to peck one more wet kiss on the blonde’s pink lips.
Joseph gripped Tina’s soft waist, slowly keeping her on the edge while her feet danced limply above his shoulders— breasts sloshing to and fro.
After a few moments Casey returned, carrying a large white box. Tina looked puzzled, but Casey simply set the box on the bed stand, crawling back onto the bed to sit on the blonde’s tummy. Joseph’s hands left Tina’s hips to fondle Casey’s breasts and nipples from behind. With Casey’s fingers on her nipples and her tongue in her mouth, Tina stopped wondering about the mystery box. The couple stimulated her near the edge again and again, until Tina felt something soft and sugary enter her mouth instead of Casey’s rough tongue.
Her eyes popped open and she saw Casey holding the end of a long eclair, the other end pressed to Tina’s lips. She looked with confusion into the Latina’s eyes.
“Now we won’t have to stop for snack breaks.” Casey said with a lecherous wink, squeezing a basketball size breast in one hand and holding the pastry to Tina’s mouth with the other.
Tina bit down on the donut and chewed. With Joseph’s cock stuffing her from below, a steady stream of donuts stuffing her from above, and Casey’s fingers filling in the gaps, Tina rode the wave of her third climax of the night, wondering if she might die of sheer hedonistic pleasure.
“Good girl, mija… just a few more… eat up…”
***
The subscribers and sales on Casey’s websites skyrocketed with the addition of Tina’s cosplay modeling. Her Nami photoshoot was their most popular yet, and Casey was researching other, even more provocative outfits to dress the pneumatic blonde up in.
There was the sexy Pikachu that made Jessica Nigri famous, the infamous Sorceress from the game Dragon’s Crown, even the simple red kimono of Chifusa from Manyuu Hikenchou would be perfect.
“This girl is a godsend…” Casey muttered to herself as she bookmarked pages.
Opening a folder of photos, she flipped through the combo shoot they’d done after the success of their Final Fantasy set. Casey dressed all in black with a long black wig, Tina in orange and green with a wavy red wig. They’d done their best version of Triss and Yennefer from The Witcher series. Casey knew the photos were amazing, and would give them a big numbers bump on their socials, to say nothing of the sales they’d make of the full photo set. Still, she couldn’t help staring with envy from Tina’s chest and back to her own as she scrolled through the photos.
Casey’s chest was respectable. It was definitely larger by several sizes than the woman who’d played Yenn in the Netflix Witcher. But Tina still put her to shame by a wide margin. Projecting from her ribcage like soft, deliciously fat teardrops, Tina’s M–cup breasts stretched the leather of her top more than all but the most lewd Triss fan art.
In a rare bout of frustration and jealousy, Casey opened an incognito browser tab, searching for alternatives to cosmetic surgery. Oils, supplements, massage techniques, anything she could find to catch up with her blonde paramour.
“Case? Are you coming to bed?” Joseph’s voice nearly broke Casey from her obsessed searching. They’d begun to relish their time alone together even more since adding Tina’s weekly visits to their bedroom.
“Be in soon, Pepe” Tina called, adding the pills to her virtual cart.
They didn’t promise magic results like most of the snake oil products she’d seen on various sites. These were a hormone supplement like the HCG diet pills her white friends and her parents swore by— they supposedly triggered a woman’s natural childbirth hormones to stimulate mammary gland development.
Casey hesitated a few moments, then tabbed back over to the photos from her shoot with Tina. Glaring enviously at the blonde’s vast cleavage, Casey switched back to the browser and tapped in her credit card info.
