Chapter 1: Climax
And so finally, it happened. Josie took my hand in hers and pulled me into the karaoke booth.
Even with confidence bolstered by jaegerbombs and tequila, I was flustered. Thank christ there was no mirror in there, because I had absolutely no desire to see how incredibly red my face must have been. Luckily, as always, Josie took the lead. Drunkenly, but not clumsily, she pressed her lips on mine and pulled me into her. She was so, so soft. Her breasts drowned my own; her plump pillow of a tummy, bloated with alcohol and bulging in a thick roll over her high-belted jeans, squashed against my own firmer midsection. My senses were completely overwhelmed. I had no idea where to put my hands, and eventually settled on everywhere.
I started high, tousling her thick, blue cotton-candy waves, moving down her neck to the slope of her shoulders. Her back was soft too; I could feel twin rolls of pudge bulging around her bra strap, unashamedly on display through her backless tee. Down to the gorgeous, enticing swell of her thickened waist. All that hedonism, all that indulgence, all those thousands of extra calories deposited all over but especially here in what was now an undeniable spare tire of pure, plush fat. Below that swerved out her chubby hips, and her frankly huge ass. It was a marvel she could fit all of that into her jeans; so much ass that i had no hope of fitting it all in my hands.
She pushed me against the wall, chuckling in an almost predatory way as she nipped my lower lip and cupped my chin with her hand, directing me to stare into the hypnotising wells of her green eyes, starkly shining out of thick, perfect makeup.
“Aww, poor baby. I’m pretty heavy now, huh?”
God, even her voice drove me insane, each word sending pulses from between my legs around my whole body. She adjusted her thickly padded thighs to allow me to return the favour; guiding me to gently push my lither leg between them and push against her pussy. She didn’t moan, just let out a soft gasp into my open lips and kissed me again, hard.
Her hands moved up my body, squeezing my small, pert breasts. “Fuck, this pretty little body of yours…”
She giggled darkly again, moving in kisses up my jaw, chewing my earlobe, whispering “I’m twice your size.”
I moaned, unable to control myself, completely in her thrall.
“Poor baby,” she murmured, gently brushing her thumbs over my nipples. “Poor pervy girl. So turned on by me letting myself go.”
I whimpered, and she pushed her own leg up between mine in a way that would have been symmetrical if her thighs weren’t so goddamn big.
“Say it, perv. Say that you’re turned on by me letting myself go.”
“I’m turned on by you letting yourself go,” I managed, feeling myself blush deeper, my pussy throbbing with heat.
“Good girl. Because I really have. You know I’m obese now?”
“Oh god,” I breathed.
“Eaten myself into obesity. And I just can’t fucking stop.”
She guided my hands to the button of her jeans. I had to push into her stomach fat to fight them open.
“Because I’m just so. fucking. greedy.”
All I could do was mumble “oh god,” over and over. When I finally fumbled the button open, her gut did the rest of the work, forcing down the zip. The pale crescent of her lower belly jiggled free between the flaps of her jeans, a red line in her skin from where it had been constrained.She sighed.
“That’s better. I am too fat for these. Feel.”
She grabbed my hand again and pushed it into her stomach. Soft, warm, sweaty flab poured around my fingers. I cried out in what was nothing other than ecstasy.
“All your fault. I got so big because I knew you liked it. All this blubber packed onto my body because you kept on feeding me. And I’m too much of glutton to say no.”
She pressed against me further, her considerable weight almost flooding around me.
“Feel what you’ve done to me. I’ve got a fucking beer belly now.”
She moved her hands to the top of her stomach, her fingers disappearing into the soft underside of her breasts as she hoisted them up to give me a clearer view. I could see the chubby rolls spilling out over the waistband of her jeans, the way her belly folded over itself in thick, doughy layers. “And you want to stick your little hands in it?”
I nodded, breathless and desperate. I’d dreamt about this so many times. The dream Josie, thicker, rounder, more hers than ever, stretching out on her bed, her body a landscape of soft curves and plump hills, inviting me to explore.
"Fuck, Josie..." I squeezed her belly in my hands, jiggling her excess pudge. "You really have gotten properly..." I breathed, my fingers sinking into the soft, warm flesh of her belly. Josie smirked, her eyes gleaming with lust and amusement. She grabbed my wrists and pushed my hands further down, until they were cupping her thick, juicy ass. "You like that, don't you? You like feeling all this fat on me." She grinded against me, her massive ass cheeks squishing in my hands. "Fuck, yes," I moaned, my pussy throbbing with desire. "Let's get out of here." Josie grinned, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "I was thinking the same thing. My place is just around the corner." She took my hand and led me out of the karaoke booth, leaving me to stumble after her, my legs wobbling like jelly. As we stepped out into the cool night air, Josie's stomach rumbled loudly. She laughed, patting her belly. "Oops, guess I should have eaten something before all that drinking." I looked at her, concerned. "Are you hungry? We can grab something on the way." Josie's eyes lit up. "Oh, absolutely. I'm a big girl, gotta eat big too." She took my hand and led me to a nearby kebab shop, the smell of grilled meat and spices wafting out into the street.
I watched as Josie, without a hint of hesitation, ordered a massive kebab, her eyes gleaming with anticipation. "I'll have the super size, please. With extra meat and cheese. And a large side of fries. Oh, and a milkshake too." The man behind the counter raised an eyebrow but said nothing, clearly used to such orders. Josie just grinned at me, her cheeks flushed with excitement. "I'm starving, babe.
Let's eat and then... dessert." Josie winked at me, her eyes gleaming with lust. We sat down at a table by the window, the neon lights of the kebab shop casting a warm glow on Josie's flushed cheeks and sparkling eyes. Her huge tits rested on the thick roll of her tummy. She dug into her kebab with gusto, her mouth full of meat and cheese, her eyes rolling back in pleasure. I watched her, mesmerized, as she ate, her hands greasy, her lips glistening with sauce. She caught me staring and grinned, licking her fingers clean. "You like watching me eat, don't you, perv?" she teased, her voice low and husky.
"I can't help it, you know. I just love food so much." She took another massive bite of her kebab, her cheeks bulging like a squirrel's. She chewed, swallowed, and then let out a loud, satisfied belch. "Oops," she giggled, patting her belly. "Guess I shouldn't have skipped breakfast." She unbuttoned her jeans, the top button already straining against her expanding gut. "I'm getting so fat, Pearl. But I just can't stop. It's like I'm possessed or something." She laughed, a deep, throaty sound that made her belly jiggle. "You don't mind, do you, baby?
I just can't help myself," Josie said, her mouth full of fries, her cheeks bulging like a squirrel's. She swallowed, then took another bite, her eyes gleaming with lust and greed. "Mmm, these are so good. I could eat a million of these." She laughed, patting her belly, which was now noticeably rounder than before. "I'm getting so stuffed, but I just can't stop. I feel like I'm going to burst, but it's so worth it." She moaned, her eyes rolling back in pleasure as she shoveled another handful of fries into her mouth. "Oh god, I'm so full. I can't... I can't breathe," she groaned, her hand on her belly, rubbing the soft, bloated flesh. "But I can't stop. I just...
I need to keep eating. I need to keep getting fatter. It's like... it's like I'm addicted to it. To the feeling of my stomach stretching, to the way my clothes get tighter and tighter. To the way you look at me, Pearl. Like you want to devour me. Like you want to fuck me so bad you can't even think straight." She leaned in closer, her voice dropping to a low, sultry whisper. "Do you want to fuck me, Pearl? Do you want to fuck this fat, greedy slut?"I nodded, my mouth dry, my pussy throbbing. "Yes," I managed to croak out.
"Fuck, yes, Josie. I want to fuck you so bad."She smirked, her eyes gleaming with triumph. She stood up, her chair screeching loudly against the floor. She grabbed my hand and pulled me up, leading me out of the kebab shop and into the night. Her apartment was just a few minutes away, and the whole time we walked, she kept her hand on her belly, rubbing it gently, as if soothing a child. "I'm so full, Pearl. I can feel it all in here, all that food, all that grease. It's making me so horny."She unlocked her apartment door and pushed me inside, kicking it shut behind her.
She didn't bother turning on the lights, just led me straight to her bedroom, her hand still on her belly, her fingers splayed wide to cover as much of her bloated gut as possible. She turned to face me, her eyes gleaming in the dim light from the street outside. "Take off your clothes," she commanded, her voice low and husky. I hesitated for a moment, suddenly self-conscious. But Josie just smirked, her eyes roaming over my body. "Come on, perv. I know you want to see all this fat flesh.
Don't be shy, baby. Show me what you've got." She pushed me against the wall, her massive body pressing against mine. I could feel her thick thighs squishing into my own, her soft, warm stomach pressing against my belly. She reached up and grabbed my shirt, pulling it over my head in one swift motion. I gasped, my small breasts exposed to the cool air, my nipples hardening instantly. She smirked, her eyes gleaming with lust as she took in my naked torso. "Fuck, you're so skinny. I love it." She reached down and unbuttoned my jeans, pushing them down my legs until they pooled at my feet.
I stepped out of them, my panties still on, and she smirked, her eyes gleaming with lust. "Leave those on for now," she commanded, her voice low and sultry. She pushed me back against the wall, her massive body pressing against mine. God, she was undeniably obese. It was hard to believe she'd ever been skinny.
Now, she was all soft, squishy curves, her body spilling out in every direction. She pushed me back against the wall, her weight pressing heavily on me. My breath hitched as I felt her ample breasts flatten against my chest, her thick belly squish against mine, her wide hips forcing my legs apart.
"Fuck, Josie," I murmured, my hands instinctively reaching up to grab her waist. My fingers sank into her soft flesh, feeling the doughy give of her hips, the firm roll of her belly spilling over the waistband of her jeans.
I traced the edge of her tummy, the way it stretched out and over, creating a thick, fleshy shelf that pressed against my own stomach. Josie moaned, her head falling back as she ground her body against mine. "You like that, don't you?" she whispered, her breath hot and ragged against my face. "You like feeling all this fat, baby. You like feeling how fucking obese I am."I could only nod, my own breath coming in short gasps. I had never been so turned on in my life. I could feel her heat, her dampness through the thin fabric of her jeans, pressing against my own soaked panties.
I let my fingers wander lower, tracing the curve of her wide hips, the soft, subtle jiggle of her belly as she moved against me. Josie moaned, a low, guttural sound that sent a shockwave of desire through me. "Fuck, baby," she breathed, her voice thick with lust. "You're making me so fucking wet." Her hands, which had been roaming over my body, now found their way to my breasts, squeezing and pinching my nipples through the thin fabric of my bra.
I cried out, my head falling back against the wall.
Josie took the opportunity to trail hot, wet kisses down my neck, her teeth nipping and her tongue soothing the sting. "Fuck, you're so sensitive," she murmured, her voice thick with desire. Her hands were everywhere, pinching my nipples, squeezing my breasts, sliding down my belly and into my panties. She pushed a thick finger inside me, and I bucked against her, desperate for more. "Oh fuck, you're so wet, baby," she groaned, her voice dark with lust.