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Enter The Berryverse - Part 6 : Amor Fati
Enter The Berryverse - Part 6 : Amor Fati
A multiverse berry adventure by Xochitomat
Deep within the swirling blackness of her psyche, Fucia was brought to a memory, one that she recalled vividly from when she was very young. Her mother had taken her to a small border town in Mexico, just across the river, where they had spent the day in the market, shopping for various goods and imports as well as enjoying the festive ambiance of the warm summer’s day. As she followed her mother through the bustling stands and crowds of shoppers, somehow her hand slipped from her mother’s grasp, and she looked around frantically amongst indifferent, crowding strangers, unable to find her. With the growing panic and sense of abandonment, she began to cry in the middle of the square. Her mother, who had been right behind her all along, picked her up quickly, but was unable to console her. At last, she took her daughter to one of the carts selling various candies and handed her a package of pink
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Office girls chapter 5
Office Girls Chapter 5
“Alicia, is that your lovely daughter Bella over there?” The two mid 30’s women were in the sunny backyard of the founder of VL. It was the third year of the company’s existence and Elaine had accepted the role of CEO. The backyard was filled with company employees, predominantly women, and their guests. Elaine had invited Alicia’s husband, and her husband had brought his wife and daughter, unfortunately. 
“Yes, that’s her, next Lou and his 15th beer in the pool. Good thing he naturally floats. We don’t have to worry about him passing out and drowning,” teased Alicia. 
Elaine giggled. “Oh you are so funny I still remember how thin he was when we were both modeling. Unfortunately for me he liked curvier girls,” she teased, her hand lightly patting Alicia’s belly as they stood hip to hip. Elaine was wearing a large red sun hat and big sunglasses. Her full lips were red and her long black hair was loose and flowing down her pale shoulders. She was wearing a black bikini with matching black flip flops and a white wrap around her plump bottom and wide hips. She was a slight framed but towering woman at 5’11” with a slight upper body and bosom, but with a swelling belly. Her weight had settled mostly in her lower half. 
Alicia was tall as well at 5’9”, with rich blond hair pulled up in a twist with pink framed sunglasses, shadowing her bright blue eyes. Both women had the exotic beauty of models, but Alicia was nearly 60 pounds heavier than Elaine. Alicia was also bigger boned with large heavy breasts filling the tiny pink thong bikini she wore. She was a 36 G-cup with a sizable 45 inch potbelly that sagged onto her soft, thick thighs. Her bottom was full and round and swelled her lower half to 55 inches around. Elaine was just as wide, but Alicia was much thicker with bigger thighs and calves. She wore a black lacy wrap around her hips and black and tan 3 inch wedges on her small feet. She was holding a large wine glass, with her other hand in her lower back, her belly pooching out. She moved her well manicured hand on top of Elaine’s and patted it against her soft protruding belly. “Ugh what would our old manager say if she saw us now? But it is freeing having a little extra, isnt it?” Alicia replied.
“Can’t be the CEO of VL without a little extra, Alicia. Your lovely daughter Bella is still so thin. It’s unfortunate she’s short like Lou, or she would be a perfect model. She has your stunning good looks,” she ssmiled as she watched her come out of the pool. Her bosom was tiny, barely a full 32 a-cup, her belly flat and narrow at probably 25 inches, but then her hips and bum exited the water. “She looks so similar to you, just with dark hair and oh my, I see her lower half takes after your husband,” she giggled. 
The 5’5” beautiful girl with large eyes and plump lips swayed over to towel off and then padded over to her mother and Elaine with the towel around her small bosom and belly, with her large rump bulging out uncovered. It wasn't that she was fat, but her bottom and hips were much thicker than the rest of her, having spread and puffed up to a substantial 46 inches. She hugged Elaine. “Hi Ms. Elaine,” she cheered.
“Well hello, you are just prettier and prettier each time I see you. Now why don’t you head over to the dessert table, there are so many yummy treats,” Elaine replied.
“Thanks Ms. Elaine… I like gotta grab a beer for my dad, would you like mind if I grab one too?” 
“Of course, just don’t tell your mother,” she loud whispered. 
“Thanks!”
“Oh of course, just think of me as the fun mom. Eat up honey!”
They watched her bottom wobble towards the food and beer. “I imagine boys are becoming quite interested,” Elaine said. 
“Yes, it’s a bit of a problem, but I’ve taken steps to change that. 15 pounds since the start of summer,” she giggled to Elaine.
“Still a long way to go, but I do enjoy the progress. Now I can’t monopolize all your time, so I must let you go, but please have fun!” She cheered as she swayed away. 
Alicia and Elaine had been frenemies for years. Always competing. They were cordial and nice, but secretly they always tried to one up one another. Alicia won the husband and child game, Elaine was still single. But Elaine had won the business game, she was CEO of VL, but now a year later so was Alicia albeit of her now ex-husband’s security company. 
Bella was the same age as Max, and had gone to the same high school. Bella was 5’5” and gorgeous, and had become curvy, if not thick in her final year of highschool, and had a series of potential boyfriends, none of which were approved by her controlling mother. Assuming that her less than brilliant daughter would get entangled with one of these ne'er-do-wells, her Mom hatched a scheme to keep her less than brilliant, but gorgeous and historically svelte daughter close to home, with her daughter’s belly under her supervision. It was at the end of highschool and her Mother’s security company had won the Bakery contract and was meeting with a potential new client.
“I’ve learned you guys won the Bakery contract Alicia, congratulations. I’m always pleased to see fellow business women be successful,” said the tall dark haired beauty. She was strikingly gorgeous and toweringly tall. She had been a model for several years and was now leading a plus size clothing brand. She was 37 and 5’11” and had grown an impressive set of hips and full round bottom over the last few years. Her dark hair was swept up and she was wearing diamond earrings, necklace and a matching set of bracelets. Her ivory skin contrasted her heavily shadowed eyes and her ruby lips. She wore a black skin-tight sleeveless, backless, low cut blouse that looped around her neck and barely managed to cover her braless perky 32 b-cup breasts. The tight blouse was tucked into a pair of skin tight white dress pants that squeezed her thick thunder thighs and hugged her calves, but then flared slightly over the heels of her 4 inch high black pumps. She stood with one hand in her lower back, arching her round belly out while playing with her necklace with the other, her wide round bottom swelling proudly behind her. Her belly had been flat and narrow for years but now she sported a 36 inch potbelly with a protruding piercing under the silk blouse and 61 inch hips, likely weighing over 200 pounds.
“Thank you Eliane, I am going to bring a woman’s touch to the security business. More discrete and less brutish. My now ex-husband built a fine business, but I plan to build a business for women, by women,” Alicia replied. She was tall as well at 5’9” and 35 years old. She had met and married the older Lou and had Bella young. She had long blond hair and large blue eyes like her daughter Bella, with striking features that softened within her daughter. Her daughter was gorgeous, while she was exotic and stunningly pretty. She had a slim frame, while her daughter’s was slight, with a generous 36 H-cup bosom, a round 50 inch belly, and a soft and ripe set of 58 inch hips. She weighed about 268 pounds and was wearing a conservative if tight fitting navy blue pants suit with a cream colored camisole underneath and respectable 3 inch pumps. She had been a thin 17 year old when she met the 29 year old Lou, but had plumped over the years as Lou had ballooned.
“I was sad to hear you’ve divorced, is Lou no longer a part of the Company?” Sighed Elaine as her hand drifted to the heavier woman’s belly.
“I managed to convince him that at his weight it was much too stressful. Plus getting in and out of cars with that belly was becoming nearly impossible,” she giggled softly. “Nick gave the business to me in the divorce. I know he’ll miss seeing you.” 
“Oh? I’ll miss that belly of his. Every time I saw him it was a little bigger. You kept your man very well fed. A person of that… girth was a perfect partner for VL, which is why I took this meeting. Hey is that your skinny daughter Bella over by the pastries?” She asked, smiling.
She smiled back, laughing softly. “It is, but Elaine you know me, I just couldn’t let her stay skinny forever… The boys were relentless in high school and I worry what would have become of her in college. So I’ve decided to keep her here, working for the Company. She’ll be a guard on the Bakery portfolio, initially. She has to start at the bottom of course. Bella, sweety? Come here and say hi to Ms Elaine,” said Alicia.
Bella swayed over to the two women, her thick thighs wobbling and rubbing as her big bottom swayed behind her, flaring her hips. She had her thick long dark mahogany hair in a high ponytail, her big blue eyes heavily shadowed and her generous lips touched with a light pink. She wore silver hoop earrings and matching bracelets. On top she was wearing a bright yellow triangle bikini top under her small white unzipped hoodie that would have hung barely to her belly button in the front, baring all of her soft, curving belly. Around her hips she was wearing a pair of white ultra low riding booty shorts that only covered the top 2/3rds of her overly generous bottom. From the front the booty shorts looked more like a bikini bottom as her round tummy had begun to bulge over the low waistband and her fat thighs forced the bottom of the shorts up. She had a piercing in her belly button and a thin chain around her soft waist. On her small feet she wore thick soled white athletic shoes that had never been used for athletics and a pair of knee high socks with yellow stripes at the top. She had a slight frame, but was 4 inches shorter than her mother and much more bottom heavy. She wore a petite 32 c-cup but her soft waist had plumped to 35 inches around, while her thick thighs and bubble butt had swelled to 67 inches around. She weighed 218 pounds.
“Oh um hi Miss Elaine,” she smiled as she hugged the taller woman. Elaine hugged her back and then released her, her hands going to her lower back and the front of Bella’s belly. 
“Oh my look at you! You’re not the skinny little girl I remember,” She cheered. “Turn around and let me see this bum!”
“Miss Elaine! You’re like so bad,” She giggled as she turned around, her small hands on her shoulders as she looked over her shoulder, arching her big bottom out and her soft tummy forward. Her tiny yellow bikini bottom was wedged into her heavy bum and it was partially visible from behind through the thin soft booty shorts. The soft bulbous mass wobbled as she spun around. Elaine cupped the overly generous bottom, squeezing it softly as she lifted the heavy mass. Bella looked back biting her fat lip playfully and moaning softly. 
“Who would have thought that between the three of us Bella would have the biggest?” Giggled Elaine as she released it, watching it wobble. 
She smiled feeling it wobble. She kept her hands by her shoulders as she looked back, her round belly exposed, with her small feet together, showing the thickness of her thighs and the width of her hips. 
“Why couldn't I have taken after mom, ugh,” she replied as she cupped her small boobs. 
“But um Ms. Elaine, I know I like shouldn’t,” she said as she swayed slightly looking down at her tummy. “But um your pastries look like so yummy. Could I like have some?” She smiled, looking back as she swayed, her belly sticking out. 
“Of course hun,” she smiled. “Eat as much of the goodies as you want while I chat with your mother,” Elaine replied, sliding her arm around and patting her tummy as she kissed her cheek, the soft belly rippling slightly.
She bit her fat lip playfully as she pressed her soft belly against Elaine’s hand. She blushed, smiling back at the tall woman. “Thank you Ms. Elaine!” She smiled. She walked away, swaying her wide round bottom, the fleshy globes bouncing with each step.
“Beautiful girl, is she going to the gym after this?”
“Huh? Oh her outfit, heavens no. Hard to workout with a full belly. As you know, she was thin until the middle of her junior year and the boys were becoming a problem. Fortunately I took matters into my own hands and she’s begun to fill out nicely,” her mom smiled.
Her tiny shorts began to wedge farther into her wobbly bottom with the weight of it pulling them lower as they wedged into her swollen cheeks. When she got over to the pastries, she put her small hand on her fluffy, wobbling heavy bottom and then leaned over the pastries, her tummy bowing out, as she began to eat with a slight moan.
“She is simply gorgeous, but still thin for a VL girl. Unfortunately as I am sure you’re aware, VL has a certain look and we like our partners to share that look. Thanks in no small part to you, Lou fit the look quite well, but you well… well I guess you’re getting there now aren’t you?” Elaine smiled as she patted Alicia’s soft round belly. It was bigger than ever and stuck out nearly as far as her massive bosom. “We do want to empower women, but we have our standards, Alicia.”
“Elaine, we’ve known each other for years so you know I’ll be a great partner for you.”
“Honey we’re a major company, building a headquarters in your home city, everyone wants some of me, and out of respect for Lou’s belly, I’m listening,” she cooed as continued to rub the round paunch.
“Well to prove that I am committed to partnering with you, I’ll make sure those on your account would um embrace the VL look? So to speak.”
“That’s a big commitment you know, the VL look continues to expand,” she smiled, her hand resting on her lower back, she pressed her belly against Alicia, smiling down at her. “And what would happen if you failed to meet our standards?” 
“10% discount, and you can terminate the agreement without penalty?” Breathed Alicia as her hand slid onto Elaine’s lower back.
“20%”
“15%”
“I can live with that. We would want Bella on the account of course, but she’s simply much too thin. Am I to assume you can change that by the end of the year?” Elaine smiled, leaning more against Alicia as she looked over at the plump Bella.
“Of course,” she smiled
“Well then let’s define the VL look. For a girl of her height, let’s say 400?”
“400 is huge, Elaine,” She smiled watching her daughter’s wide, round bottom and her soft belly jiggle  as she ate more pastries.
“I was being generous, Nick was well over 500. Look, this is a huge account, and I need a huge commitment. It’s 400 or no deal,” she smiled back.
“Oh Elaine, thanks to me Nick spent most of our marriage closer to 600 and you remember how skinny he was,” she smiled proudly. “I think that proves I can feed someone.” She smiled at the taller woman, her hand rubbing Elaine’s lower belly. 
“Yes, yes, of course. So 400 works for you?“ 
“How about 350?”
“Hmmmm, 375.”
“Deal” 
Her Mom had threatened to cut her off from her inheritance if she didn't join the family security business and forego college, so she pouted but reluctantly started working as a security guard at what her mom told her were very safe locations at night. It was mostly a lot of sitting around with limited walking, which turned into sitting and eating nearly everything in sight. Her mother placed her at the Bakery and the unfinished VL office building, both of  which kept the security stations stuffed with snacks and Bakery goods. 
Knowing her daughter had a huge sweet tooth and would have access to mountains of delicious, fattening baked goods and snacks, with mostly nothing to do, she would eat everything in sight. Her mom thought that there would be limited time for dates if she was stuck in a bakery or a high rise office building, eating. In six months Bella had gone up several sizes in her uniforms and in 9 months, she had gained 95 pounds. After 9 months of being a “guard”, the nearly 19 year-old Bella was moved into the back office of the security company to answer phones and help with scheduling 3 days a week, with her Friday and Saturday nights  returning to night shift guard duty at the bakery and the now mostly finished office building. 
The girls in the back office were attractive, in their early 20 to late 30’s, but none were thin, and most were fat. Alicia had eliminated the thin ones when Lou was still in charge and only hired curvy if not fat girls for the office. When they got a hold of the boss’ daughter, they would make sure to keep her well fed. Alicia was getting nervous. 92 pounds was a lot for a 5’5” girl to gain in 9 months, but she needed to gain another 65 in three to fulfill her pledge to Elaine. Her plan was to introduce Bella’s belly to the office girls and let Debbie and the team work their magic on her waistline. 
“Now Bella, the girls know you’re my daughter, but don’t think you can take advantage of that. I let them know to treat you like you’re just another office girl,” her mom said as she swayed into the apartment’s kitchen after letting herself in. She brought an apple pie for Bella’s first day, and a box of thick frosted sugar cookies, Bella’s favorite. The tall mid 30’s woman had her long hair down and was wearing expensive looking jewelry. She wore skin tight dark jeggings with 4 inch black spike heels. On top she was wearing a short black suit jacket over a straining white low cut spaghetti strap camisole, with a heavily reinforced push up bra, creating a mountain of heaving bulging cleavage. The jacket was unbuttoned, her very generous now 38 HH-cup bosom resting on her bloated 54 inch paunch. Her necklace draped down her prominent chest drawing the eye to her jiggly cleavage, while the straining camisole highlighted her soft globular belly. She stuck out further in front than she ever had and was enjoying the enormity of her bosom if not the swell of her potbelly. Her hips were wider and her bottom thicker at 60 inches, but she had gained most of her weight in her belly and bosom. She now weighed 290 pounds, a gain of 22 pounds in 9 months. 
Bella’s appetite had continued to be stoked by her mother and the tiny framed, bottom heavy beauty was now 92 pounds fatter, Bella’s small pert bosom had swollen slightly to a full 32 DD-cup with her small nipples pointed slightly up and she had a grown a soft globular, prominent 55 inch Buddha belly, and a massive 82 inch bum. She weighed 310 pounds on her slight frame and her small feet were barefoot, appearing 8 inches shorter than her mom, as she waddled into the kitchen. She was wearing a light gray strapless lace bra that strained around her fuller bosom. Around her overly generous and swaying hips she wore a much to small pair of white silk pajama bottoms that held barely two thirds of her beachball sized butt cheeks, wedging between them, and squeezed her wildly fat thunder thighs and calves and then hung loosely over her heels, allowing her small painted toes to peek out. Her bottom had grown so fat that it bubbled up against her lower back as she walked, bouncing on the back of her fat thighs, making anything other than a slow waddle nearly impossible as the globular mass swayed back and forth. Her long thick dark hair was twisted up in a messy, loose bun on the back of her head and she was wearing smokey, smudged eyeshadow and pink lip gloss on her generous lips and still wore the belly piercing which was now fitted with a pink VL ball. Her round proud potbelly forced the pajama bottoms to curve under her wobbly paunch. It jiggled as her fat thighs bounced against the bottom of it, forcing the basketball sized bulge to wobble out of anything that covered it.
“Ugh, that’s like so unfair mom. Like why be the boss's daughter if you can’t take advantage of it,” Bella sighed as she took the large shake from her mother and ate another bite of her cookie. She stood with her feet together, the toes of her right foot partially over the top of her left, leaning slightly forward with her arms against her sides, her drink and cookie up by her small bosom.
“Honey, you’re gonna be in charge some day, so people need to respect you for being the smart hard working girl I know you are, not simply my daughter. Now Bella, the girls are all lovely, but I have to warn you, the back office girls love to eat,” her mom giggled lightly as she put her hands on the sides of her daughter’s belly. She squeezed the protruding paunch lightly, causing it to fountain out against her own. It was soft and fluffy, but not nearly as big as her ex’s. “So you’re going to have to eat to become one of them, but you’ve gotten so good at eating, haven't you?”
“Ugh, mom,” she sighed, taking another bite and a drink from her shake. She swayed slightly, keeping her arms by her bosom and her belly thrust out in front. Her mom cooed as she rubbed her hands around the swollen, protruding belly. It stuck out past her own, now that her daughter outweighed her. 
“I’m just saying B, you’ve grown a nice soft tummy,” she smiled, still lightly cupping the bloated paunch. “You’ll be shopping at Ms. Elaine’ store soon enough. Now have you heard anymore from that horrible Matt boy?”
“Ugh mom he’s not horrible, but no.” She replied, still waking up after her night shift of guard duty, stuffing in more cookies as she let her mother lightly rub her lower belly.
“Good, he was not bright, a little too muscly too. What about that cute boy with the potbelly? Greg I think?”
“I mean I kinda like him but ew gross, he’s still in high school. Well maybe he is graduating but like still, I can’t date a highschool boy,” she said between bites.
“What about that Mark boy or Ben from the office? He’s grown such a nice belly,” She smiled.
“Um no like a text a couple months ago from Mark and I think like Ben might be dating Deb,” she replied. “Why?”
“Oh just curious, what about those two girls, um Max and Elise?”
“Mom I like work nights, the only like people I see are food delivery guys. But I know like they broke up at the end of high school cause like Max started dating one of the soccer players. But like Max texted me and wanted to get a bite to eat on Monday, so like who knows,” she replied, eating another cookie.
Her mom patted the side of her heavy belly. “I like that Max, but um… just a bite? That Max can eat. Almost as much as my Bella,” she giggled softly.
“Mom!”
“Bella, don’t you raise your voice at me,” she scolded, poking her finger into her daughter’s doughy belly. “I can take my pie back, you know. This belly certainly doesn't need it.”
“Ugh, sorry mom,” she pouted, eating more. Her mom went back to squeezing the sides of her belly.
“It’s fine dear. I’m just teasing you. You know I’ll never stop feeding my chubby bunny,” she giggled as she slinked around her daughter.  She was hugging her belly from behind, pressed her own belly into Bella’s lower back and her massive bottom, rubbing Bella’s lower belly. “Look at this tummy, I can barely get my arms around you now. You with your big, round jelly belly, not to mention your huge bottom. You so take after your dad,” she cooed against her daughter’s cheek. “Two years ago this was almost flat. You in your little belly shirts chasing boys. Now every shirt is a belly shirt,” she breathed against her cheek.
“Mom,” she pouted breathily, as she forced in more cookies and sucked in more shake.
Her mom kissed her cheek and hugged her belly. “I’m just teasing you chubby bunny. It’s gonna be so fun having your belly in the office.”
The girls did exactly what her mom had said and fed her relentlessly. It was three months into the office work and Bella was reclining in her cubicle chair after a huge lunch with Debbie lazily rubbing her belly’s bloated expanse. Debbie drove the four of them to the chinese buffet, it was her on-again off-again boyfriend’s mother’s and she tried to get the girls in the office to go at least once a week. The foursome was Bella, Debbie who was 23 and had been seeing Ben for 2 years, Nat who was single and 21, and Mura who was 19 and single as well. 
Debbie was tall at 5’10'' with soft curves when she met her short soft bellied boyfriend. He was cute, looked younger than her due to his soft boyish face but was the same age. They had met at work, she was an executive assistant and he was in IT. She helped him get his laptop and figure out his way around the office on his first day. She thought he was cute with a soft belly and a pudgy bottom but she was dating one of the security guards already. She hunted her prey for about a year, patting his round belly and soft bottom and offering him various baked goods, but it wasn't until a year later when they were out at a local bar for a work happy hour, that she finally caught him. She was stunningly gorgeous and single again, the boyfriend and his extra 60 pounds had moved on, but she and her extra 45 were still with the company. She now had amazing pair of 34 EE-cups, a ripe 30 inch waist with soft thick heavy thighs and full, fluffy 58 inch hips. Her bottom had grown big and proud and swayed in her straining micro skirts giving her a dramatically wide and soft shape. She had long straight dark hair with subtle red accents that framed her gorgeous light green almond shaped eyes, a small dainty nose and pert perfect lips. She was newly 21 and probably 200 pounds, which was her heaviest. He was 5’5” and about 15 pounds lighter with skinny arms, a weak chest with a sloping, protruding potbelly and a wide cushy bottom. He had lost about 30 pounds during the year but that would just make this more fun for Debbie. He was short, soft and nerdy, but he bought her drinks and managed to ask her out without too much stuttering so she decided to let him take her out. He had dark hair, and dark almond shaped eyes and was handsome, and most importantly compliant to her wishes. It only took a couple dinner dates to figure out he would eat for her. She decided to test her theory at a pizza place by ordering a giant pizza and pitchers of beer, where she ate a small salad and drank water, encouraging him to eat and drink it all. He whined about not sticking to his diet, but six months later he was 250 pounds and struggling to fit into his newly purchased pants and button up shirts. His office attire, when he went to the office, was becoming a problem. 
They were in his apartment, she had moved in with him, and she was forking a bite of fresh baked pie to his lips as she made him taste test different pies in advance of the holidays.
“Well?” She looked at him, prepared with another bite to push to his lips. Her dark hair was twisted up and she was wearing an apron over her too tiny athletic booty shorts and a low cut baby T-shirt that strained over her large bosom and hugged the top of her soft belly. Her bottom swelled out behind her beginning to bulge onto the back of her wide thighs, her tummy softer and fuller, having gained another 15 pounds. She wore 3 inch tan wedges making her tower over him, her large bosom directly in his vision. 
He was in a pair of straining tight white briefs that had begun to wedge into his chubby bottom and a too tight t-shirt that exposed his belly from the belly button down, barefoot of course.
“I mean it’s great Deb, they are all great,” he smiled, swallowing the bite.
“Ugh, you’re so no help Ben,” she pouted as she forced in another bite. She was standing with her feet together, her heavy soft bosom swelling out towards him holding a fork in one hand with the other resting in her lower back.
“Oh um, that was really good,” he smiled.
“You said that about pie #3,” she sighed exasperated. “I want to impress your mom, I know she is a good cook, she like has her own restaurant! And she definitely knew how to feed her baby boy,” she said stuffing his mouth again as she lightly patted his belly.
He blushed as she patted his belly. “Okay, Okay, I think number 4 is best,” he replied.
“Think or know?” She pouted.
“Um know? That one was definitely the best.”
“That was number 2! Ugh, you’re eating until you can give me a real answer.”
“I’m sorry Debbie, you know I think all your pies are so yummy,” he whined nervously, looking up at her, opening his mouth compliantly. His arms behind his back. 
“Well if you were a better taste tester Benjamin, I wouldn’t have to keep stuffing this belly . You’re gonna pop more buttons with this belly,” she smiled, looking down at him, lightly running her hand from his lower belly to the top, pushing his shirt up to his tiny, weak chest. His soft swollen belly lightly wobbling. Her nipples plumping, betraying her excitement.   
He blushed hotly. “All um like well…”
“You can say it Benny.”
“Well like it’s kinda your fault. You are feeding me too much. My sisters and mom are so going to make fun of me,” he laughed nervously as he obediently opened his mouth again. 
“Oh you don’t want me feeding you? Do you know how many of those tall, hot, athletic security guards hit on me in the office? I know they would appreciate my cooking,” she cooed as she fed him and patted his belly. It jiggled softly, her hand caressing his soft pudge.
He blushed, eating and whining softly, now looking down at his swollen belly. “I know but I’m getting a tummy again,” he said softly, looking at his paunch.
“Oh Benny, you’re a bit past that,” she smirked, lifting his chin and feeding him another bite.
“But what if I um don't wanna be… um… fat?” He pouted, opening his mouth to be fed.
“Benjamin honey,” she laughed, feeding him. She slid her hand over his puffy bottom and gave it a squeeze, watching it wobble. “If you and I are going to be a thing, your belly is mine. Understand?” 
“Yes, but,” he smiled nervously.
“Good boy,” she smirked, cutting him off. “And I’m going to replace these too tight briefs with something a little more fun with this bubble, you’re okay with that, right?”
“Oh um, sure, I guess.” 
…
“Mom, Benny’s pregnant!” Giggled his older step sister.
“What are you talking about Sera?” He heard his stepmom cry as he watched her wide hips sway into the front room. He and Deb had taken off their coats and were standing in the living room of his mom’s house, greeting his two step sisters. The day he had dreaded had come, and he had been powerless to do anything about his expanding belly. Deb had her long thick dark hair with red accents coiled up tastefully and was wearing a figure hugging, long sleeve, scoop neck red sweater dress that barely contained her now 62 inch bum and covered only a couple inches of her thighs and hips, but exposed just a hint of her bubbly cleavage. She wore black 4 inch pumps and a pearl earring and necklace set, her large bosom projecting out at the same level as his eyes. Both his step sisters Sera, who was 23 and Yulie who was 22 were also tall with long thick dark hair and dark almond shaped eyes and curvy. Sera, the oldest of the two, now filled a 32 DDD-cup, with a wasp-like 25 inch waist and soft and curvaceous 50 inch hips. Yulie, the younger of the two now had a pair of 32 G-cups straining the confines of her low riding and figure hugging dress. Her waist was small in comparison but thicker than her sister’s at 30 inches, while her hips and bum were much fuller and softer at 60 inches. Debbie blended in perfectly with the two tall curvy girls, she was just as tall but with a slightly thicker frame, bigger belly at 32 inches and fuller bum, and her bosom fit between the two sisters.  Yulie wore a small black dress with her thick hair flowing down her pale shoulders, while older Sera was wearing a dark green dress and her hair was up.  They were leaning against his sides, their large bosoms near his face as each one rubbed the sides of his projecting belly.
“Oh um hi Sera, hi um Yulie,” he said nervously to their bosoms.
“Looks like Yulie’s not the only one gaining weight,” giggled Sera, continuing to rub the bottom of his bulging belly. 
“OMG Sera, not all of us can be sticks!” Pouted Yulie as she clutched his head to her soft heavy bosom, patting his hair. “You are like so jealous.”
“Girls, girls, stop messing with your step brother,” said their mother. 
Their mother Sia, was an inch shorter than her daughters and looked much younger than she was. She was stunningly gorgeous, and you could see where the two girls got their curves.  She had her thick dark hair coiled up, exposing her graceful neck and large silver hoop earrings. She was 5’9” in 4 inch spike silver heels with a slim frame with voluptuous curves, her heavy, fat bosom overfilling a 32 H-cup, spreading wider than her slight shoulders, and swelling down below the crook of her elbows. Her slim waist spread and thickened at her love handles forming a plump lower belly roll that measured a soft 35 inches. The dress was so tight, it revealed the dip of her belly button and her thin panty lines, further highlighting her fabulously thick thighs and soft wide hips. Her bum was bubbly and wide at 66 inches, causing her to sway and bulge dramatically with each step. She was wearing a long sleeve figure hugging, thin,  white dress that rode low on her dramatically full bosom, revealing her soft bountiful cleavage. Her heavy bosom was barely supported by a strapless bra, allowing her larger than head size globes to rest against the top of her soft belly. The dangerously tight dress highlighted the plump curve of her belly and framed her overly generous bottom. The hem of the dress stretched down to the middle of her slim calves, forcing her to take short slow steps, jiggling her soft curvy flesh. She wore a thin silver belt that rested on her wide hips, looping under her belly, further highlighting her 240 pounds of curves. Her daughters were much more bubbly and firm than her, while time had softened and exaggerated her curves, her soft body wobbling in constant motion. Her heavy breasts and bountiful bottom gave her an air of superiority over the younger women. He was surrounded by tall buxom women in heels who were easily a head taller than him. 
“Look at my baby boy! Your belly is finally getting big again!” She breathed, trotting over in her short steps, her nipples plumping through the thin dress as she approached. She hugged his face to her large bosom and then slinked one of her hands down to his belly, her hand squeezing the side of his bloated paunch. “Oh and your bottom’s gotten so big too! My little bubble butt! Maybe I can finally get some grandkids with those child bearing hips of yours,” she giggled, holding his head to her bosom.
“Madam Sia.” He whined as he nestled into her cleavage. He hugged himself to her, his round belly against her thick thighs, forcing his round, wide bottom out behind him
“He gets so cranky when he is hungry, have you been feeding him enough?” she asked Debbie, continuing to rub the side of his belly, and clutch his head to her bulging bosom.
“Obviously not Ms. Lee, such a bad boy,” laughed Debbie, with a light smack to his soft bottom. “Apologize Benjamin.” 
“Sorry, ma’am,” he sighed into her bosom, keeping his face pressed into her soft cleavage.
“You keep him on a short leash. I love it! But I know Benny, and this attitude tells me he definitely has not been eating enough,” she scolded as she patted his head, her breasts bulging with each pat. “And please call me Sia, you must be the Debbie I’ve heard so much about. You are simply beautiful!” She said with her light brown almond shaped eyes sparkling, as she shook Debbie’s hand, still petting her plump stepson. 
“Thank you Ms. Lee, it like means a lot coming from such a gorgeous, young looking woman. You must have had Ben when you were 5,” she giggled. 
Sia laughed lightly, putting her small hand across her spectacular bosom, revealing an enormous diamond wedding ring and blushing softly. “Oh aren't you cute! It’s so embarrassing but I’m a year from the big 4 - 0,” She whispered loudly. “I had Sera at 16 and Yulie at 17. Benji’s not mine, but I’ve known him since he was one. He may have not told you but I’m his step mom, and was his nanny for a bit before I married his father.”
“Will I meet Mr. Lee?”
“Sadly no. My husband passed a few years ago. And now that the girls are off on their own it’s just me in this big old house. And Benny and his belly never visits.”
“Oh that’s horrible Benny! I’ll make sure Ben’s belly visits more often,” she scolded Benny. Turning back to Sia, “So I know you are a great cook, but I brought some pies for the meal, you know just in case. Hope you don’t mind. Ben, can you run outside and get them?”
“With that booty, he’s in no condition to run. His ass is almost as fat as mom’s,” giggled Yulie, as she patted and grabbed the big soft bulge. “Oh it’s sooo soft. Can Benji sleep in my room tonight? I wanna sleep on his big butt.” She giggled, her small hand continuing to massage his large bloated bottom.
“Really? Let me see,” smiled Sera as she slinked over and began to squeeze his fluffy bum.
He arched his back as they played with his bum and then squeaked as it jiggled. It was now swollen to 60 inches around, six inches bigger than his sizable potbelly.
“Well maybe he can waddle,” laughed his mom. “You heard Debbie, waddle along dear.” She said with a pat of his soft round bottom.
“Yes Ma’am, yes Deb,” he said as he scampered off.
They all watched his bubbly bottom wobble and sway out, the two wide round globes gobbling up his too tight pants.  He was wearing a skin tight pair of khakis that he could only button with the extender Deb had provided (an old hair tie of hers) and a dangerously tight white button up that was beginning to become untucked on the sides as his love handles swelled over the dangerously stretched waistband and the girth of his swollen paunch wobbled. His belly stretched the buttons to their limits, gaping between the buttons where his belly swelled the fattest. His paunch hung over the front of his beltless pants. 
“I must tell you Debbie, the secret to controlling him is through his belly. When I met his father, he was such a rambunctious skinny boy. Never did what I asked. Then his father passed when he was 7. Four years is such a long time to be married, ugh, but once he was gone it only took me two years to make Benny the fattest in his class,” she beamed. “I had made sure he was such a good fat little boy. Then all my hard work feeding him started to unravel when he started losing weight in that junior college and then more at that security place. Ugh! Not sure why he couldn't just work for me at the restaurant. I swear the smaller that belly gets the more willful he becomes,” Sia smiled.
“I know it’s not your fault Ms. Lee, but he was like such a bad eater when I met him. I think I’m finally getting his belly under control,” she complained.
“Please call me Sia, Debbie. I can tell we are going to be such great friends,” she smiled. “Now I should warn you, he was quite round when I sent him to college. If you are not careful you might have a 300 pound boyfriend,” giggled his mother.
Debbie put her hand on Sia’s arm, their two bosoms and hips touching lightly as she conspiratorially smiled. “Sia,” she bit her lower lip lustfully. “Your son is gonna be at least 300 pounds by the spring.”
Sia gasped softly, then smiled regaining her composure, then breathed to Debbie as she led her towards the dining room away from his two sisters, their wide bottoms bumping slightly as she leaned in, “He’s been avoiding me for the better part of 3 years. Once he moved out, I’ve rarely been able to feed him properly. I would be so thankful if you let me feed him again.”
Deb smiled, “I could never say no to such a pretty, um, MILF?”
“Oh my, I do like you. Once we put his belly to bed I’m gonna have you for dessert,” She smiled.
“Sia!” She giggled playfully.
The meal was epic for Ben’s belly. Between his mom and his girlfriend funneling food onto his plate, he ate as much as the other four combined. Eventually his two younger sisters left the house, but not before they tortured him sufficiently about his weight. His step mom was leaning her heavy bosom onto the table, her two bulging spheres swelling up spectacularly as her nipples threatened to poke through the thin dress, she held a glass of red wine in one hand and her other hand was on his lower belly rubbing slowly as Deb fed him more pie. She was sitting at the head of the table with Ben on the side to her right. “Benji, I’m so curious, you’re getting nice and fat,” she smiled as she bit her fat lower lip lustfully. “How much have you gained since you met Debbie?”
Debbie had crossed her legs with her foot now sliding against his shin, her arm around the back of his chair as she sat next to him, her bosom partially against his shoulder as she fed him from her plate. She forked a bite into his mouth, smiling pleasantly at Sia and then slid her hand over his bloated belly. “Go on Benji tell her how fat you’ve gotten,” she cooed as she patted the ball.
“Mom it’s sooooo embarrassing,” he slurred and blushed around his mouth full of pie. The wine was hitting him along with all the food packed into his belly. He was holding a dinner plate stacked with pie against his chest, partially resting on the top of his bloated belly. He stuffed another bite in before he responded petulantly. “The four of you made fun of me all night.”
“As embarrassing as when you split your pants at that highschool dance I forbid you to go to?”
“No, but…”
“I can’t count the tubs of ice cream I fed him after that. Let alone the pies and cakes and cookies. Oh and the noodles, so many fried noodles,” she said to Debbie after taking a drink of her wine. “He got so round and fat that the last thing he wanted to do was dance. I told him ‘You’re an eater, Benji not a dancer.’ He was such a good boy after that,” she cooed as she bit her fat lower lip and slid her finger into the widening gap of his straining shirt and fingered his belly button. 
He giggled as Deb pushed another bite to his open mouth. “Remember how tight your clothes got after that? I let him wear sweats and t-shirts so he wouldn't keep ripping his clothes,” Sia giggled.
“Madam Sai,” he whined, eating more.
“Oh Sia I’m so sorry he’s being such a brat. He’s having a tough week. I had to replace all his tighty whitees this week and he barely fit his booty into his ‘fat’ Khakis. Let alone squeezing his jelly belly into his ‘fat’ shirt. I’m also not letting him unbutton either no matter how big his belly gets,” she smiled watching him continue to eat.
“But if I pop a button it’s okay, right?” he asked with his mouth full of pie.
“Oh my god, so silly, see what I am dealing with?” Debbie laughed lightly, sliding her hand over Sia’s and lightly squeezing his soft belly. “He popped a button last week and now thinks it's a ‘thing’ I let his fat ass do.”
“Maybe you should switch his outfits to sweats and t-shirts again,” replied Sia, rubbing his belly.
“Oh Sai, we can’t enable him, he should be embarrassed by how fat he’s getting, not comfortable. Shameful how big, and round his belly is getting,” she smiled lustfully at Sai. “He was wearing those to the gym when I first met him, but those are long gone along with the membership and his athletic shoes. Not that he could tie them anymore with his fat belly,” Debbie laughed as she patted his bulge.
“Oh my god, you’re perfect,” Sia smiled. “So since he wont tell me, why don’t you? How much has he gained?”
“65 pounds in six months. I made him get on the scale today, and he’s blown up to 250 pounds,” she smiled as she rubbed his mothers hand around his belly.
Ben guiltily kept eating.
“He was under 200? It was worse than I thought. He hasn't been that skinny since the 8th grade,” Sia replied.
“He even lost weight after I met him. I almost ignored him, but he has that dump truck of a booty, and then I saw the stretch marks on his belly,” she smiled as she lightly caressed his paunch. “I thought he might have potential.”
“Potential for what?” he asked, eating more.
The two women smiled at each other. “Don’t interrupt Ben, your mother and beautiful girlfriend are talking,” replied Sia.  
Sia smiled. “I’m so sorry Debbie that my son is such a brat. He lost a little weight and thinks he can do what he wants. I think we should teach him to behave better.”
“100% agree.”
“Wait, I’m behaved.”
“Ugh, just focus on what you are good at, filling this belly,” sighed his step mom as she rolled her eyes. “I’ll bring you something to drink, you must be getting thirsty with all the pie you’ve eaten.”
“Um sure I guess, I’m getting kinda sleepy.”
“We’ll wake you up,” she replied as she rose. She straightened her tight dress, her heavy bosom wobbling. She smiled at Debbie and slid her hand along Debbie’s shoulders and then down her arm to her hand. “Come help me love.” Debbie smiled as the older woman led her into the kitchen. Debbie watched the wide soft bottom roll and sway with each switch of her hips and once they were in the kitchen, she couldnt help but trot up to it and grab it softly as Sia leaned over the counter to make a ice cream centered beverage. 
“Oh,” cooed Sia, arching her back, letting Debbie play with her soft cushion, feeling Debbie’s soft lips on her neck. “This wasn’t what I had in mind, but I like it.” She smiled and looked back kissing the dark haired beauty.
“What did you have in mind?” breathed Debbie as her hands went around Sia’s waist and caressed her soft belly.
“Well, maybe I did have some of this in mind, but…” she said, biting her plump lip. “Before that I wanted to get your approval to tie him to the chair and stuff him until he pops a button. You can help of course.”
“Oh my gosh Sai, will he let you?”
She blushed lustfully, one hand caressing Debbie’s cheek as she looked back over her slim shoulder. “Ah you are so pretty, but so much to learn. He’s practically begging for it. He’ll complain after of course about how big his belly is and how fat his ass is, but hearing him complain is what makes it fun.”
“You are so bad,” she smiled, kissing Sai.
Sia kissed her back sucking on her fat lower lip. “Maybe, but don’t you want to see that belly at 400?”
Debbie laughed softly. “I wanna see it at 500.”
“Mmmm, you’re perfect.” Kissing her deeply.
The two women slinked in, Debbie taking the plate from his belly as his mom pressed her heavy breasts against the back of his head and slid her hands over his round belly. 
“Wha, wha are you doing?”
“Give me your hands honey,” she breathed into his ear. 
“Really Madam, in front of Debbie?”
“Obey your step mom naughty boy,” Debbie cooed as she approached with a full pitcher of thick sugary creme and the funnel he knew so well.
He tried to struggle, but he was too weak and drunk to stop Sia, and he was soon tied to the chair with the tube in his mouth and sweet cream flowing into his belly. With each swallow his belly seemed to grow, the buttons on his shirt digging deeper into his inflating flesh. He lost his first button with the last of the first pitcher. Sai rolled him back as Deb slid between his thighs and began to kiss his belly between the widening gaps in his shirt. Two more buttons shot off during the second pitcher. He barely remembered the third pitcher, but by the fourth the rest of his buttons popped off and he was beginning to pass out. Once his belly was free, Sai and Deb turned to making out in front of him. He passed out as they both absently rubbed his belly.
He awoke to the feel of a small hand sliding over the front of his swollen belly and a bite of pie being forced into his lips.
“Debbie?” He whispered.
He heard light giggles and saw the perfect pale smiling face of Yulie peering up at him over his swollen bare belly. She lightly kissed his round paunch, holding its sides as Sera fed him more pie.
“Sera and Yulie?”
“Suuush,” hushed Yulie from his belly. “Mom and Debbie don't get to have all the fun.”
“Yeah, you knew this was coming,” Sera whispered softly. He watched her long leg slide over his chest, her hips and a giant mixing bowl filled with hunks of cake resting against her right hip, at his eye level. She was wearing 4 inch platform heels and a black bikini bottom with gold hoops on the sides connecting the back with the front. Her plump round bosom was bare and her long thick straight hair loose and flowing down the sides of her face. He could see her dark eyes glinting back at him and her plump lips smiling. She put the bowl on his chest, between her thighs and his chin and began to shovel hunks of pie into his mouth, stuffing his cheeks.
“Sera, I’m so stuffed already,” he whined between bites and swallows.
She reached down and pinched his nipple. He gasped and she packed his mouth full again. “Shhhh, eat all of this and I’ll let you eat something else,” she cooed, her hand petting her moistening cookie.
He ate and ate, knowing his step sister’s were relentless. Yulie pulled him out of his pants, and began to bring him to life. He grew hard as she pressed him between her soft breasts and began to kiss the head. 
“Please, please don’t make me eat all this,” he whined.
Yulie squeezed herself tightly around him, her mouth coating him and he gasped. Sera took the opportunity to stuff him again.
“Shhh baby brother,” Sera cooed. She watched him as he chewed and swallowed and when his mouth would begin to grow empty, she would lower her large bum onto his belly causing him to gasp and then begin to stuff him fuller. Between her thick thighs and full bum periodically lightly pressing on his belly, and Yulie’s curvaceous caresses, they kept him eating and eating, swelling rounder and rounder.  The kisses and rubs and feeding continued for a couple more hours until Sera and Yulie were satisfied. 
He passed out and did not wake until the smell of pancakes and maple syrup hit him. Sera was feeding him a big bite of pancake, followed by sausage from Yulie. The Sun was up, and he was still tied to the chair. There was a huge platter of breakfast food in front of him on the table and his two sisters were sitting to his sides. He was still rolled back a bit from the table and now the only thing he was wearing was a bib.
“Oh goody, he’s awake,” smiled Yulie. Yulie had her hair twisted up in a hair tie and was wearing a baby t-shirt and a pair of pink panties, her soft belly pooling in her lap between her thick thighs.
“Thank god, sleep feeding is so messy,” sighed Sera as she stuffed him with another bite of pancake.  She was wearing a pair of gray sweatpants and a white sports bra. 
“I so know. Messy piggy,” giggled Yulie as she pushed a bite of bisket to his lips.
“Where’s Madam Sai and Debbie?” He said between bites.
“Right here honey,” she said as she kissed the top of his head, her heavy bosom pressing against the back of his head. She walked around Yulie. She was wearing four inch tan platform heels and a straining pair of light blue jeans with the waistband removed. There was no top button, just a short zipper barely covering her womanhood. She swayed her wide fat hips as she walked around Yulie to face him, the top of her big wobbly bottom bulging out the back of the too small pants. On top she wore a white tank that strained around her heavy bosom and exposed the lower half of her soft belly. She put one hand on the top of her love handle and snatched a thick sausage from the table and leaned over feeding it to her step son, her massive melons swaying and bulging in the too tight top.  
“Where’s Debbie?” He breathed between bites.
“She had to go visit her family dear. She thought all the eating you’ve done made your belly too fat to fit into any of the clothes she brought for you, so she left you here,” she smiled as she lightly rubbed the front of his bloated paunch.  
“But, but, she’s my ride,” he said between bites. His two stepsisters giggled as they playfully rubbed his lower belly and fed him.
“Oh I know dear, but one of us can drive you home… Once you’re done eating. Now I need to run to the restaurant to check on things and bring back some of your favorite dishes. But don't worry, Sera and Yulie will take such good care of you while I’m gone, won't you girls?” She smiled. 
“Yes, Sai,” they cheered in unison.
The weekend continued with barely a break between stuffings as either in pairs or individually they fed him. He left the weekend 25 pounds heavier with a massively swollen belly, wearing a far too tight white t-shirt and his too tight khakis that were fully open in front to accommodate his swollen paunch. Sera drove him to his apartment and he swore he saw one of the security guards trucks drive past them. Sera helped him get out of her car and to the front door of his apartment. Debbie greeted him in a black bra and panty set, her hair messy and her face flushed. She smiled at Sera and thanked her for bringing him back to her. 
Back at work he tried to cut back, but Deb was relentless and she made him visit his mom nearly every week. By the end of spring he was over 300 pounds and by summer he was over 350, having gained 165 pounds since starting to date Debbie. That was when Deb broke up with him for the first time. He had finally complained too much about his weight and she had had enough and kicked him out of his apartment.
…
“Oh honey that’s awful news, Debbie was perfect for you. Well honestly she was a bit out of your league, you’ll regret screwing this up Benji,” his mom scolded. She padded into the dinning room on thick soled workout shoes carrying two plates overloaded with noodles, and fried dumplings, her heavy bottom and fluffy bosom bouncing. She was wearing a high waisted pair of white stretch pants that went over her belly and a very supportive white shorts bra for her enormous bosom. Her thick dark hair was coiled up behind a white headband and a clip. She sat the plates down on the table for him. “Come eat Benji and tell me all about what you did.” She said standing next to the table, her curvaceous figure filling his vision. She had been dieting slightly and going to the spa with Debbie periodically. Her heavy bosom was just as fat, but her belly had trimmed a bit to only 33 inches, while her wide curvy hips seemed impossible to shrink. She was 235 pounds. 
“But Madam Sai, I already ate,” he huffed, waddling towards her. He was wearing a straining white short sleeve button up with a yellow tie. He was too fat to tuck it into his pants and the bottom of his big belly and love handles bulged out underneath, sagging onto his fat thighs. The buttons of the shirt were barely holding on, and the shirt had begun to separate around the swell of his great belly. He was wearing yellow jeggings that strained around his wide hips and massive booty, the tops of his cheeks jiggling out bare. On his feet he had a pair of white loafers. 
“Ugh, he’s become such a naughty unruly boy, Sai,” replied Debbie with a pat of Ben’s big bottom, the fat rippling as she moved past him to embrace Sai. They hugged and kissed and Sai slid her arm around Debbie’s lower back, pulling her against her hip as they looked down at the shorter Ben. Her hand went to Debbie’s lower belly and patted the soft potbelly.
“Well I’m glad you brought his belly home to me. I’m sure I can get him to behave. Start eating little piggy,” she ordered. “Honey, are you wearing this to the spa?”   
“Oh my god Sai, everything is getting so tight thanks to all the lunches and dinners you are feeding me. This was the only thing that sorta fit,” she pouted softly. Her hands up by her shoulders, her arms against her body, arching her belly out for Sai to enjoy. Debbie had her dark hair with red highlights pulled back in two twists. She wore heavy dark eyeshadow and pink lip gloss on her lips. She wore a red string bikini top that barely covered the front of her 34 ff-cup bosom. Around her hips and fatter bum she wore a straining pair of soft black sweat shorts that looped under her belly and wedged between her swollen cheeks, allowing the bottom of them to peak out when she walked. On her feet were flat red sneakers. Her belly had swelled and now was  38 inches around while her hips and thighs had spread and her bottom had swollen into two beach ball sized spheres which now measured 68 inches around. She was 250 pounds, having gained 35 pounds in 6 months while Ben had gained over 100. 
Sia giggled softly, her nipples plumping. “Well just be careful we don't have another wardrobe malfunction.”
Debbie blushed. “Ah that’s my favorite part,” she giggled.   
“Watching that is the only way you’d get me to exercise,” smiled Yulie as her bigger, curvier body swayed in. The gorgeous Yulie had her thick dark hair coiled up in a messy twist on the back of her small head. She was wearing smokey dark eyeshadow and had added eyelash extensions. Her plump lips were pale peach and she was wearing large hoop earrings. She was wearing a pale pink baby t-shirt that barely passed the top of her slight shoulders and could only hold her massive braless bosom, covering none of her round belly. Her bosom was now bigger than her mom’s impressive chest at a 32 i-cup and her belly had swollen 11 inches to measure 40 inches around. The sizeable belly now had a cute piercing and wiggled and wobbled with each step. Around her hips she was wearing a pale gray pair of sweatpants with the waistband rolled down under her protruding belly. Her bottom and thighs had swollen with fat and now her heavy bum bulged partially out the back of the thin straining sweatpants, exposing the tops of her cheeks. Her heavy bum resting on the back of her thighs and the poor pants wedging between her giant cheeks. The pants were skin tight down to her calves and then hung loosely over her small feet. Her bottom had now swollen to 71 inches and she had gained 62 pounds in six months to weigh 270. 
“Oh my god, Yulie! You have to come with us to the spa,” cheered Debbie as she hugged the heavier girl. “I can’t have the biggest ass again.”
“Ugh, no thank you. I’m not like into sweating. Besides, someone has to watch baby brother,” she smiled. 
“No you don't, I’m a grown man,” he pouted as he dug into the platter of noodles. 
“Who’s moving in with his mom,” teased Yulie.
“Yeah…” He replied, turning toward his noodles. 
“Well come by the apartment after, I’d love to catch up,” smiled Debbie. 
“Sure, have fun you two,” she smiled, grabbing a bite of noodles from Ben’s plate.
“Hey!” He cried.
…
Months went by and the two were on again off again, but she never let him back in the apartment, much to the enjoyment of his stepmom.
“Um excuse me Miss. Bella? Your new laptop is ready,” he squeaked as he swayed into her cube, partially out of breath. He was wearing a dangerously tight gray tank top with his stepmom’s restaurant logo on it that stretched over the top half of his belly, but exposed his massive bloated bare paunch from an inch above his belly button. He held the laptop against the side of his now nearly D-cup sized bosom, resting partially on his swollen paunch. Around his hips he wore a pair of black sweat shorts with little splits on the sides, that wedged into his fluffy jumbo booty and exposed the tops of his fluffy cheeks in the back. On his feet he wore black flip flop sandals. His dark hair had grown out and he had it pulled back in a ponytail. 
“There it is, I was wondering when this would waddle by,” smiled Deb as she rubbed the front of his sagging bulging paunch. It bulged onto his huge thighs and jiggled as he giggled lightly as she lightly patted the bottom of his paunch, his fluffy fat bulging and jiggling with each pat. The weight of his monster belly was pulling him forward, counterbalanced by his wide, thick shelf-like rump, which made him look like he was closer to 5’4” than his already short 5’5”. His rump bulged onto the back of his thighs and swelled out beneath the edges of the too tiny garment. “We missed you at your mom’s place.”
“Oh uh, hi Miss Debbie,” he blushed as he clutched the laptop against his bosom and belly, his chunky arms bulging against his girth as his other chubby hand played with a stray strand of hair. “You know Madam Sai doesn't like me going there during busy times. Says I kinda take up too much space. Plus like, she would need to pick me up since I lost my driving privileges.” 
“You mean you outgrew your car,” she giggled. She slid her hand up his belly pushing his tight top up to his small bosom, exposing the huge globular ball as she stood. Debbie was wearing 4 inch platform sandals, a skin tight pair of white stretch pants and a red colored, spaghetti strap camisole that dipped low in front and strained around her curves. It had little slits on the sides and was long enough to stretch over her belly and rest at the very top of her fat thighs and it draped across the top of her shelf-like rump. She had a thin gold belt that rested on her hips and looped under her protruding belly, highlighting it round swell. She had matching gold hoop earrings and bracelets. Her dark hair no longer had red highlights and was loose and flowing over her slim shoulders. She had heavily shaded eyes and dark red lipstick on her pert lips. She had grown softer and bigger in the three years working at Bella’s mom’s company. Gaining 30 pounds in her first year,  another 50 in her first year dating Ben, and then another 50 in the last six months of on again off again dating. She was 300 pounds and her hips and bum now swelled to 78 inches around. Her bosom had stabilized at a 34 ff-cup but her belly, like her bum, had blossomed into a round ball that was beginning to sag onto her thighs at 48 inches around. “I bet your mom has been feeding you soooo much,” she cooed.
He blushed watching his bare belly bulge out.
“It’s too bad you had to move in with your mom, but at least she keeps you well fed, right?” Debbie smiled.
He nodded his head, his double chin bulging. 
“So how big are you?” smiled Bella as she rose from her chair, her soft bare belly bulging against his as she slinked against his other side, taking the laptop from him. Bella had her thick dark hair loose and flowing like Deb, smokey eyeshadow with a hint of peach that matched the gloss on her fat lips. She was wearing a white 34 DDD-cup sports bra under her green long sleeve button up blouse. The blouse was fully unbuttoned, exposing her soft swollen bare belly that now stretched to 63 inches around and her bottom had spread to an obscene 97 inches. It bulged up nearly to her elbows and sagged onto the back ¼ of her thighs. She was wearing white stretch pants that revealed every ripple and bulge and a pair of white flip flop sandals on her small feet. She was now 375 pounds.
“Oh um, well…”
“Spit it out fatty, tell us how fat you are,” teased Deb as she poked his belly.
“Well like mom said my belly almost caught up to my bum and my bum just got to 100 inches.”
“How much do you weigh tubby?”
“She wont tell me anymore and I can’t see over my belly Miss Debbie,” he blushed.
“Guess I’ll have to ask Sai herself.”
“Well I think the weight looks good on you Benji,” smiled Bella as she kissed his cheek and hugged his belly. “And its always nice to have a booty in the office bigger than mine,” she giggled.
“Uh thanks Miss Bella,” he blushed.
“Now, I gotta like meet my mom about the VL account. Ugh, wish me luck.” 
“Good luck!” Cheered Debbie.
#weightgain #bbw #feedee
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Birthday Suit
It was neither pleasant nor unpleasant. It was an unusual sensation. Being dressed was something that the famous Lady Obsidian had experienced. She was, after all, a magician by trade. That meant plenty of time in the makeup room. She had never been particularly fond of the long periods spent getting gussied up. Lipstick, eyeliner, a domino mask, blush, rouge, all over foundation… it was time-consuming and probably her least favorite part of her onstage persona. Still, it usually gave her time to think and mentally prepare for the event. Once or twice she asked her staff to gently tie her to the dressing chair. It was a very private affa...
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