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Kinktober 17 - Breaking Furniture
🕑 Added 2023-10-18 01:33:08 +0000 UTCKinktober prompt:
Breaking Furniture
Contains: Breast Expansion
Continued from "Contrast."
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Kinktober 17 - Breaking Furniture
Six months after Julie and Madison started officially dating, they both quit professional modeling. Under Julie’s pampering, Madison plumped up to over 350 pounds, and there weren’t enough body-positive sponsors to keep her working. Madison’s appetite rubbed off on Julie, and there likewise weren’t enough companies making bras in 28-P. Now they paid the bills with members-only videos and photoshoots they did themselves. The markets for BBWs and ultra-busty egirls were quite lucrative, and there was even a small niche who begged for more content of the couple together.
“Ready for more meatloaf?” Julie asked.
Madison rubbed her packed stomach and let out a soft belch. “Did we eat two whole pans?”
“You ate two pans. I had almost all of this one, but I’m stuffed.” Julie stood, and Madison could see the taut dome of her girlfriend’s midsection stuffed with meat.
“I don’t know how you still haven’t gained any weight,” Madison said.
“I’ve gained weight!” Julie protested, “It’s just all up here.”
Julie patted the sides of her enormous breasts, scowling. The fat orbs bounced in her shirt, wobbling long after she stopped touching them.
“Boo hoo, must be so terrible for you to be a twig with tits the size of her head.”
“Hush you, or no more meatloaf.”
“I mean… I’ve definitely had enough…”
Julie clicked her tongue and slid the third pan, which was three-quarters empty, in front of her plump partner. “Here, finish this while I get the next pan.”
Madison struggled her way through another pan of meatloaf, the sight of her adoring girlfriend watching giving her ample motivation. The delectable sight of her tits resting on the dining table didn’t hurt, either.
When the pan was halfway empty, Madison dropped her fork. “That’s it, I’m spent.”
Julie scooted her chair closer, making her breasts heave and wobble. “I can tell you’re not full yet,” She picked up Madison’s fork and filled it with meatloaf. “Come on, eat up.”
Julie fed Madison bite by bite, neither of them hearing the blonde’s chair creak under her double-wide ass. With a loud crack, one wooden leg snapped, sending the obese egirl to the kitchen floor.
“Oh my god, are you alright?” Julie asked, jumping up from her own chair.
Madison rested both hands on her huge belly and chuckled. “I’m fine. I think my fat ass broke my fall.”
Julie was on top of Madison in seconds, fondling her rolls and kissing her neck. “Oh my god –mwah– that’s so hot –mwah, mwah–”
Madison grabbed a wad of breast meat in each hand, squeezing and groping. “You should finish that pan, babe. Let’s see how big these monsters can get.”
Julie took one of Madison’s hands and guided it to her belly. “I did my best, Mads. There’s no more room in this sad little thing.”
Madison pressed her fingers into Julie’s packed stomach; there was almost no give in the firm lump. “Fuck me…”
“My thoughts exactly…”
Julie slipped a hand into her girlfriend’s leggings, but as Madison let her head roll back to the floor, her shoulder pressed into a piece of broken chair leg.
“Not –haa– not on the floor, babe…”
Julie extracted herself from her prone partner, using both hands to heft Madison upright. They clutched at each other, enormous boobs mashing into large boobs and massive belly as they kissed and stroked and groped. Julie pushed the dishes and pans to the edge of the table, backing Madison toward it. Madison winced as the heavy wood table creaked under her weight, but it held, so she turned her attention back to Julie’s mouth.
As Julie leaned Madison onto her back, letting her belly roll upward to give her better access. She put one knee on the table so she could dangle her boobs in her girlfriend’s face, and their combined weight proved more than the table could bear.
With Julie lying on top of her and dirty dishes resting against her love handles, Madison said, “Maybe we should stick to the bed?”
They left a trail of clothes from the kitchen to the bedroom, where Julie pushed Madison on her back again, climbed on top of her, and continued where she left off. Madison took turns suckling at each of Julie’s nipples while Julie massaged and stroked and ground her thin body against Madison’s.
Thrusting her hand between Madison’s legs, Julie worked her partner deeply until the entire bed was rocking with their motion. Madison’s body rolled up and down like ocean waves while Julie’s tits swung like pendulums over her face. Springs and slats creaked as the headboard slapped against the drywall. Then another series of snaps dropped the couple six inches lower in the room.
Julie didn’t even break her rhythm. Madison said, “I think –ahn– we need to go –haa– furniture shoppiiiiiing!”
Comments
SpartacusDA
😆 I can't remember the last time *I* had meatloaf. I'm just trying to switch it up from always lasagna or spaghetti.
William Strawson
Your OCs sure love their meatloaf
