This choice: Take her to the snack bar; if she's full she won't eat people. • Go Back...Chapter #8Always Room For More by: chaos   “Why don’t we go to the snack bar, mom? I think I need to sit down for a few minutes,” you mutter as you rub your head. You pull your hand away to find it covered in your mom’s spit. It’s certainly not the grossest thing you’ve touched today, but it certainly makes you feel sick.
“Sounds good, it’ll give the children a chance to settle down. I think they are wrestling around inside me,” Gwen laughed as she stroked her fat, disgusting gut as it swayed above her knees. You look at the stomach in dread, wondering if the kids are terrified inside your mother and the wrestling was actually them trying to fight to survive. As though the world is trying to mock you, a loud happy cry of pleasure comes from inside your mom and you briefly see a face pushing out the flab of her stomach. You can see someone gasping and pressing against the inside of the flesh, enjoying themselves immensely.
“Guess they aren’t wrestling. Children can be so mischievous, always sticking things into each other and seeing what feels good. Not that teenagers are any better, right Steven?” You mom asks as though you have any clue about what she’s talking about. All you can do is shake your head as two children fuck inside your mom. Someone has got to have seen or heard something by now, but everyone you see is smiling and acting normal. It’s like this is the most normal thing in the world and only you were seeing something wrong.
“Mom! Mom! Mom!” Speaking of wrong, your little brother comes running up, his massive cock flapping around in its current limp state. He runs right up to Gwen, his face slamming between her breasts as he looks up at her with a wide, happy grin. “Is it true? Are Kale and Kylie here? I want to see them, I want to see them now!”
You watch in silent horror and revulsion as your little brother’s cock starts to get hard. He wanted to see the children, but his reasons had nothing about hanging out with kids his own age. His cock spilled out, stabbing into the thick, cottage cheese thighs of your mom as Jake bounced up and down. Your mom laughs; reaching her fat fingers down to stroke her youngest son’s semi-hard cock. Jake moans as she roughly pulls on his meat, his hips practically humping his mom at this point. Gwen plays with the boy's cock, lifting it up and pressing it against the underside of her gut. As she shifts her massive bulk forward, his cock sank into the doughy flesh until Jake cried out as he felt something hidden inside your mom.
“You ate them both up! I really wanted to play with them. Kylie has such a tight butt hole and her brother’s cock is getting pretty big. I wanted to stick it in them!” Jake whines. You’ve seen him complain like this before, but those times it had been about not getting a toy or extra dessert, not that he wasn’t going to get to screw someone. You continue watching this insane show as your mom comforts her son by picking him up. He might weigh as much as a baby whale, but your mom has no problem lifting his heavy body up. It makes sense; your mom has to be strong to carry around half a ton of blubber all the time.
“Well luckily for you, mommy always has room for thirds.” To your growing horror, Gwen’s mouth spread wide open and without hesitation she crammed her son into her huge, disgusting maw. You could hear Jake cheering as he was sucked into the obese woman, his feet kicking in the air as her lips slid down his head and neck and onto his shoulders. A wet slurping noise sounded as she greedily took his flabby chest in, sucking on his plump man boobs before moving onto his stomach. Saliva splattered everywhere as Gwen noisily and rapidly licked at the fat gut of her child. His flesh was so juicy, those other kids were tasty, but you could see she was really enjoying the extra fat on Jake. Jake seemed to be enjoying it took as his cock throbbed and bounced around just below Gwen’s lip.
As though things couldn’t get more fucked up, you watch Gwen grab Jake’s cock and start rubbing her crotch, masturbating them both as she sucked on the not so little butterball. Jake doesn’t last long either due to lack of experience or mom’s skill with hand jobs. His cum splatters all over her chest and stomach, each sticky rope adding more to the gooey mess. As Gwen pulls his crotch into her mouth along with his bubble butt, you’re greatly disturbed when you see Jake didn’t soften, he was just as hard as before he came all over Gwen. Throwing her head back, Gwen took one huge swallow. You watch your brother’s pudgy feet vanish between her lips, a bulge making its way to her stomach, which expanded another foot out. Fatter than ever, your mom takes one tremendous step forward towards you.
“UUUURRRRRRRRPPPPPPP!!!!” A huge belch hits you square in the face but at this point your almost numb to it. Jake’s been eaten by your mom, after cumming on her, while standing in the middle of a water park, and not one single person noticed. You must have cracked, there is no way this is real. You are officially out of your mind.
“Now where were we?” Gwen says, completely forgotten what she was doing before Jake ran up to her. You don’t answer, your eyes and mind focused on her belly as it ripples and bulges. Jake’s moving around in there, no doubt doing something perverted to the brats your mom already ate. “Oh, that’s right, the snack bar. You wanted to sit down. That might be a good idea, your looking a little pale Steven, a little rest might help you.”
Grabbing you by the arm, Gwen drags you off, not bothering to clean the semen getting into her rolls of fat. You follow as fast as you can, her brain hurting after witnessing so much horror this morning. So many disgusting, perverted and just wrong things. If you weren’t crazy before you might be soon. By the time you reach the snack bar you can hear muffled gasps and moans from inside Gwen. The kids were really enjoying themselves even though they were inside a huge, disgusting woman. You look away from the stomach, not wanting to imagine the threesome going on inside. That’s when you spot them at the snack bar and know for certain, things are only going to get worse.
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