This choice: vince has his way with you • Go Back... Your jeans' button flied to the other side of the room, when your belly started making its way while coming out from it. At the same time, you become embarrassed by what just happened, but still felt some relief, while breathing deeply and relaxed.
"Why am I still doing this?" You ask yourself, when trying to shove another piece of cheesecake, at the moment you start rubbing your belly. "I'm just becoming a freak show of sorts to this guy..."
And your thoughts aren't that far away from the truth. Vince looks at you as a hunter has its eyes on their prey. He watches you, while sipping some red wine, and seductively licks his lips, at the other side of the table. He barely talks but watches you. In some moments you know he is just going to order some of his chefs to come with more of this... deliciously... creamed... and caloric cheesecake, that you don't want to make it go away.
You still want to escape, but at the same time... you wouldn't mind to don't doing so? Ugh, these whole eating sessions have been confusing your thoughts especially since that day that Vince defended you from the hag of his wife, and made sure you would be pigging out as you 'deserved' it. And it was pretty clear it was making you fatter more easier and quicker.
He is licking his lips again.
Ugh, your clothes are getting tighter and tighter that you just know they are going to explode sometime soon. Neither your belly was being hold by your jeans, that your thighs and ass are close to rip, and your boobs are already outgrowing your bra. How much weight have you been pulling out in the last few days?
And then, you remember the numbers on the scale... or the way that Antonio started measuring your chubbier body: you were already in the two hundreds, yet not so far away from the 300 mark.
Some gasses from your stomach go all the way up through to your throat and you can't stop them.
*BUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRP!!*
Your belch is so loud that you could swear it was listened through the other rooms and the kitchen. Subsequently, your belches are minimal... but at the same time, you know you wouldn't eat some more of the other 3 cheesecakes that were in front of you.
"I... can't eat anymore!" You cry out desperately, when trying to make sense out of Vince to let you go to rest. But then, he barely moved from his place. "Come on... I really can't *urrp* I'm so full...
And suddenly, he started speaking to you: "C'mon, sweetie... you don't have to exaggerate. I know you can do it." He stood up and went alongside you, and started moving up his hands to your belly, rubbing it. "There, there..." His hands were starting to become warmer, and you were relaxing a little. Still belching for moments, you feel as you were in home.
Feeling better, you could catch a sight of him that... perhaps you wanted to see him more. He slapped your belly, and got more cheesecake for you to eat. Strangely, you like the slap and he started shoving the piece of cheesecake through your mouth. Without any option, you have to swallow it, and as soon as it is going to your throat, he starts shoving more and more.
That bastard! Now he is forcefeeding you to finish the cheesecakes, even though you were already full!
But you are STILL liking it! The creamy and sweet threat going through it was amazing to taste... and yet, you knew that your body wanted more and more of it!
'More!' You thought as he was shoving another piece. 'More!!' And another. 'MORE!'
Your body is jiggling as jelly at the time he is being so aggressive with it, so he stops a second. "Oh, my... look at you... you are such a hog..."
And, suddenly you felt it. *RRRIIIIPP!* Your jeans already splitted up, while making your fat and creamy thighs as if they were slipping from their cage.
He is licking his lips, one more time. And then, he takes another sight of you, before making out with you.
He wanted to grab every roll of your body, and kissed you, seductively, everywhere, too. And damn, it was so hot. Perhaps it was the sugar rush going through your brain and body, but then you started kissing him too. You wanted him to touch everything from your fat body. And by everything, it didn't matter what is retained by your tight but old clothes. You are incredibly horny... and so he is too.
You couldn't believe how sweet it was when he started sucking your big breasts... or when he was licking your nipples. Or when he was slapping your big belly, while making you feel like a pig. Or when your body was jiggling everytime he penetrated you.
It was... better than you could imagine. And your new fatter body wouldn' disaprove it.
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