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This Story is one of my favorites of all time and I always thought there could have been some more added to it near the end so I added some more content to this great classic story. Thank you Dr Enlarge for your great works Water Weight By DrEnlarge "Don't even scratch her or she might still explode" copyright 1996 Bernie Thigpen waited patiently at the elevation train depot. In his hand he cradled the one thing that could make him a rich man: a plastic vial of Dehydrated Water. Bernie, a lanky 28 year old, had been working overtime on his doctorate thesis when he'd stumbled upon a way to condense and package water. One miscroscopic granule of what Bernie laughingly called "hard water" would rehydrate into a whole cup of the liquid stuff. All it took was one drop of water to set the chemical chain reaction into motion. Behind him, a really cute girl emerged from the end of the escalator. Her reddish-brown hair swayed gently in the afternoon breeze. Bernie turned and saw her 5' 1" figure walking in his direction, a purple fuzzy angora sweater cut low and short black skirt draped nicely over her cherub-like figure. Their eyes met briefly and Bernie looked away first, a small smile crossing his lips. He couldn't wait to be rich and famous. Then he'd be able to get any women he wanted, even the one standing right behind him now. The train began pulling into the station. Bernie stole glances at the girl behind him. How he'd wished for a bit of a spine. He'd longed for the day when he could just whirl around and say "hi" to any woman that struck his fancy. But his was not that day and he had to be content with keeping his mind on his job of delivering his invention to the patent office. With a woosh the doors opened and Bernie began to board the train. Now the problem with being too eager sometimes is that you forget your surroundings. Bernie realized this as he saw a flood of people exiting the doorway as he headed in. When the business man stuck Bernie's shoulder, his first instinct was to protect the vial. However, since it was already airborne, all he could do was curse as he got sideswiped by another commutor with a stroller. When the flow of people stopped, he began searching the ground for his vial. He spotted it just as he heard the door chime sound off. They were going to close! Quickly he leaned down to get it and his head bumped into the black skirt of the lady that was behind him. She was hurriedly trying to get around Bernie and into the train. Embarrassed, he continued reaching for the vial when he noticed it had been opened. Almost half of the contents were missing! Frantically he snatched up the cork that had been on the top and, placing it back in the vial, bolted for the door. His left leg caught the door just as it was closing and the doors retracted automatically to allow him to enter. Bernie wasted little time in assessing the damage done by his little run-in with rush hour traffic. A good portion of the dust-like substance was gone. Bernie looked back at the spot on the concrete where the vial had landed. There was a bit of the dust there, but hardly enough to account for the amount he'd lost. As the train began slowly to pull away, he wondered what would happen when the custodial personnel tried to mop that dirt up. As best as he could figure, with that amount they'd have a fairly large mess to contend with. As Bernie stood there watching the spot move away, he felt a gentle tap on his shoulder. Startled, he spun around, half expecting to see one of the many vagrants that ride the transit looking for spare change for booze. Instead, he was face to face with the woman he'd collided with just moments before. Her face was stunning. A perfect button nose, two big eyes with just the right amount of makeup and chipmunk-cheeks that made anyone want to pinch them. "Excuse me," she began, "but do you have a Kleenex?" "Um ... no ... wait ... maybe," Bernie stammered, trying desperately to think of a cloth-like substance he might have on him that might substitute for a Kleenex. His hands frantically patted down every pocket he had, taking immediate stock of their contents just from the touch. He realized he had nothing that would work. Raising his eyes to meet hers, he couldn't believe he was missing an opportunity like this. From this day forward he swore never to leave the apartment without a hundred Kleenex stashed on him. "No ... I'm sorry, Miss ... I don't seem to have one," Bernie replied in a sad tone. She nodded and then shyly began to wipe something from her cleavage with her sleeve. Within seconds, though, she stopped and a puzzled look washed over her face. Bernie couldn't help but let his eyes be drawn towards where she was looking. Her ivory-white smallish breasts were being hopefully pushed together and up by what seemed to Bernie to be a push-up bra. The girl's faint cleavage bore a hint of make-up which seemed to vanish as he watched. Almost on cue, Bernie and the girl looked up and knew what each had been doing. Bernie got so embarrassed that he turned his head and thocked it against the support bar next to where he was standing. The girl covered herself and looked to see if anyone else had been watching her, blushing heavily. As Bernie's brain began to break through his embarrassment, he realised something. The dusty powder on the girl's chest could have been the hard water material. His eyes grew wide as this thought crossed his mind. He'd never contemplated human interaction with the powder yet! Its size would indeed allow it to pass through the skin into the body, but he'd never worried about it at the lab due to the fact he was always well protected. His mind raced as he looked back at the girl, this time with a look of fear adorning his face. The girl wasn't looking at Bernie or anyone else this time. She seemed to be studying her chest again and with a look of concern. Just as Bernie looked down to see what she was staring at, a lady on the overly-crowded train pushed in between them with her girth and blocked his view. Bernie quickly began to bob his head around, trying to see anything more of the girl, but it was in vain. Around to the left of his position, he saw a 40-ish businessman turn his head slightly in the girl's position, stare for a moment with a small grin, then return back to his paper. To Bernie's right a grunge-looking youth was staring in what could be the direction of the girl's figure. As he studied the youth, he could tell that the lad was becoming less obvious about what he was staring at and then noticed that he tapped his girlfriend on her tattooed shoulder and pointed in the girl's direction. Bernie looked back towards the businessman. His eyes were looking back in the girl's direction, but this time his grin was replaced with a look of disbelief. Something was happening behind the glacier of a woman that had oozed between him and the girl. Frantically, Bernie looked for a path around Mount Womanhood, but bodies were jammed in pretty tight and there seemed no polite way around. The train jolted for a brief second, tossing the behemoth backwards a bit. A passage of space opened for a moment and Bernie's heart stopped cold. The girl was standing there, looking panicky, her arms wrapped around her chest. Even so, the train's jolt was still reverberating in her now D-Cupped bosom. Her chest was bigger! Her eyes met his briefly before the landmass of flesh shifted back into her original sight-blocking position. Bernie stood very still, trying to think about what was happening. The powder had obviously landed on that poor woman's chest and due to its nature had sunk in. The growth meant that it was reacting with the water in her body, but thinking about how much reaction there would be made Bernie nervous. He tried to calculate the amount of hard water still in the vial compared to the amount he'd seen on the landing at the stop, but he couldn't comprehend just how much that left unaccounted. He stopped trying to figure it out when he heard the businessman talk. "Are you OK, ma'am?" the older gentleman asked shakily. His eyes were fixed at below eye level, Bernie noticed. He heard a reply, but it was too quiet to pick out the words. From the tone, however, he could tell it was the girl and she was frightened. Big Bertha finally noticed something other than the candy bar she was munching on and turned her head to observe the commotion. Once she saw what was going on, she backed up in surprise, much to the dismay of the people she crushed behind her. Bernie saw the opening and this time instead of looking through it he maneuvered into the spot. He didn't have much room, though, for the girl had seen the same opening and had taken a step forward to give her new self more room. Bernie stopped himself just before he collided with the girl's DD chest. His jaw dropped as he saw her milky-white breasts straining against her purple sweater, pulling the V-neck further away from her body and showing six inches of cleavage. Her dainty hands again cupped themselves around her new growth, trying vainly to contain and stop their further expansion. Long red nails on both hands were hard pressed against the full sweater, but Bernie instantly saw that her jugs were plump and her hands sunk deep into them. "What's going on?" the girl said to no one in particular. By now, all within sight of the girl were looking at the spectacle. Slowly her breasts were filling up her sweater to the breaking point. Bernie saw through the sides of her v-neck that her bra straps were loose. She must have busted her bra moments before. No way an B-cup bra could've stood up to those mounds. Her eyes were wide open and her cute little mouth was slack as she stared at what everyone else was staring at. Bernie watched the outside of her right breast to gauge how fast she was growing. As he stared, he actually saw her boob inflate wider and fuller, stretching her V-neck still further apart and further down. The sides of her tits were now far enough out that they were growing out past her arms which she still had across her ever-enlarging chest. By now, the whole train was crowding in, trying to see the girl that was getting bigger boobs by the second. The girl, giving up the vain attempt to cover herself by crossing her arms, slid her arms apart. Bernie heard the sweater strain even over the sound of the train. Her fingernails slid over her super-tight sweater as she released her boobs slowly from her hold, but she stopped short of fully dropping her arms. Now, she was cupping each breast with the same-sided hand, pulling them towards her body and in turn, out further. She could almost rest her arms on the bulk of her sideways growth. Her head popped up and scanned each face quickly for signs of help from anyone. "Oh, my God!" one man said quietly. Her chest continued to balloon. Tears were beginning under her arms. When the first one began, everyone looked, including the girl, towards the sound. Her face grimaced a bit. The sweater really looked tight on her now. Her midriff was now showing as her sweater's bottom had begun to crawl up her body towards the underside of her volleyball- sized boobs. Her little hands looked so small compared to her massing melons and they were moving outwards more and more. The bottom of her breasts was above her navel until she showed signs of fatigue and began letting them drop. They sagged slightly, just hiding her belly button, but Bernie could tell that they were getting tighter. One woman beside Bernie fainted, but no one cared. "I need help! Someone help me!" the girl cried, her grip on the front of her growing gazongas getting looser due to her ever-tightening skin. The business man was almost drooling as his glazed-over eyes soaked in every new inch of her. The grunge boy began to reach out his had to touch her boob when his girlfriend knocked his hand back. Bernie shook his head and came to his senses. He was responsible for this problem, he'd have to find a way to solve it before ... before something bad happened. Bernie cleared his throat and tried to quiet the croud. Even with everyone trying to back away from the girl's body, there wasn't much room left for her to grow without touching someone. As the crowd quietened, you could hear the staggered sound of her shirt ripping bit by bit down the side. Her big eyes looked hopefully towards his, almost tearfilled. "I know what's happening here," Bernie said. Everyone looked his way. As he opened his mouth to continue, he paused. What was he going to say next? He had no idea how to help this ballooning body stop. All he could do was try to figure out how much hard water had she absorbed. "Ma'am," he said to the straining face of the girl. "That dust that fell on you. How much was there?" "Oh, God, my breasts feel so big!" she grunted, almost pulling at her sweater. "Uh ... I don't remember. It covered my chest when I first looked down, but then," she drifted off, trying to arch her back a bit. Her breasts were really growing now, every jostle that the train caused was amplified by her bulbous front. It would have been worse except her tight top was still - barely - containing her. Cleavage was squeezing out of the V-neck so much that it looked like someone was baking bread and the dough was rising. From her sides more and more tit flesh was breaking through. Wouldn't be long before her sweater ruptured. Bernie could see the beginnings of blue veins in her skin. "Something is rushing into my boobs! God, I can feel them blowing up! Mister, you gotta stop them! I'm getting huge!" "Umm ..." Bernie thought. That much hard water could spell trouble for this young woman if she was right. He needed to get the water out that was in there before she got too big and exploded. Since the hard water was probably reacting with her milk glands, Bernie decided that she needed to give milk. But he didn't know how fast someone would be able to suckle her chest, surely not fast enough to stop her growth. RIP! The girl's sweater gave up and split down both sides. The front went limp and rested against her chest. It did little to conceal her mammoth mounds, even when she grabbed the bottom part and tried to stretch it to cover her distended nipples. Her areolae were as wide as a plate now and they looked very taut. She looked comical trying to cover her beachball-sized breasts. They took up her entire torso, spreading down to below her belt and out past her elbows. She gave up trying to gather herself from the side and stretched her arms over the center of both breasts, just barely reaching her life-saver-sized nipples. "Ok...everyone...she's going to get much bigger if we don't figure out a way to milk her fast!" Bernie shouted. "Does anyone here have any idea how we can do that?" "How big am I going to get?" the girl shouted, leaning back against the door now. She was really having a hard time standing now. "I'm too big as it is! Just look at me! I can't get any bigger, mister. My skin is getting so tight!" she pleaded, looking like she'd welcome it if someone just stuck her with a pin. "Why don't we just pop them?" someone suggested, reading the girl's mind. Bernie considered it before someone spoke up. "No, you can't. That little hole in her skin would probably let loose a torrent of ... whatever's blowing her up. I'm a doctor and although I've never seen this before," the old man said, pointing at the girl's tits still blowing up bigger and bigger," we can't just poke a hole in her side." "I'm going to pop soon anyway, I can feel it!" the girl shouted, gripping her teats with her fingernails. "If someone doesn't do something soon, I'm going to pop myself! I can't take this pressure ... it keeps coming into me, making my boobs heavier and heavier!" The doctor made his way to the front of the semi-circle around the girl and instructed two people on each side of the girl to grab her arms and keep her nails away from her tits. She fought them at first, sensing this might be her last chance to stop her growth, and began to slap her chest, clawing with her nails after each downstroke. Her colossal chest bounced angrily, but didn't blow. As they secured her arms, she slid to the floor, her chest reaching out past the hem of her skirt and almost up to her chin. She looked helplessly out at the people around her, the tattered purple sweater up around her neck like a bib with her engorged mammaries flowing out from under it. The floor must have been cold, because as soon as her tits hit the ground, her nipples stood out a good inch more, looking rock hard. The doctor stood in awe, as did the rest of the people around the girl. Her eyes darted from one breast to the other as they grew rounder and fuller. "My boobs! Look at my boobs!" she said hysterically. "They're not stopping! I'm too full! God, they're so tight! Please ... do something before they blow!" Thinking, the doctor looked like he'd had an idea just as the girl screamed and writhed on the ground, almost breaking loose from the two men holding her arms away from her billowing breasts. "Ahhh! I can feel something blowing them up faster! What's happening?" she screamed, looking directly at Bernie. "You! Look at my tits, they're growing faster!" Bernie indeed looked and saw that they were stretching wider and further from her body more quickly now. He didn't have the heart to tell her that with more liquid in her glands, the more the hard water would unfold and fill her tits. "Never mind that. We need to make her climax, now!" the doctor said directly. People were trying to back away ever further now, forcing others on the train to stand on seats or get pressed against the walls. The girl's breasts were very blue veined now and her white skin was stretched so tight it almost looked shiny. People around her that couldn't move any further were having their feet covered by her ever-expanding hooters. The girl moved her legs apart a bit underneath her tits, but they were so heavy and had almost reached past her knees now that she couldn't make them move far. "OK!" shouted the doctor. "You, ma'am. You're in front of her. You've got to get down there and make her climax now or she'll explode!" the doctor said, pointing at a model wanna-be teen. The model looked shocked and shook her head, but already people around her were pushing her down towards the girl's cleavage. "I'm not doing this!" the model shouted, her head almost bouncing into the girl's distended cleavage. "I'm not a lesbian!" "You don't have to be, just get her to cum! You're the only one who has a chance of reaching her ... use your hand!" Bernie touted in, looking on as he saw the model lie flat on her stomach. She shook her head again, but then began moving her right hand underneath the girl's cleavage. "Everyone who can, gently move back so we can seperate her cleavage a bit and let that girl reach her clit!" the doctor ordered. The crowd didn't move, they had nowhere to go. "OK, then, pull her breasts apart GENTLY, everyone who can," he commanded. Everyone that could reach into the center of weather balloon-sized bust began to slowly tug on the tight yet watery mass of boob flesh. "Stop ... you're going to make me pop! Oh, God, I'm growing more and more each time I breathe! I'm covering my feet almost! She's never going to reach me!" the girl panted. Bernie now could feel her tits against his legs and groin. They grew and grew, pressing into him tighter and tighter as they continued to wedge into the crowd around her. His cock was right above her huge nipple and he moved his legs apart so it could go right under his nuts. Her head disappeared as her massive boobs grew up against her human bra. The people holding her arms still continued to do so, but Bernie could only see that they were holding something and not her arms anymore. It wouldn't be long before her tits completely covered her head, and she knew it. "My God, look at my breasts! They're getting hard! I'm going to explode, I just know it! God, the skin near me has stopped stretching! I can feel my skin stretching faster around my nipples! Oh Jesus, this is what balloons do just before they pop! I'm getting ready to blow up! God, my tits are getting enormous!" she yelled. People began to panic. They were speeding towards the next stop with a girl about to explode on an electric train. No telling what that was going to do to the train itself. Bernie could feel that the girl was right, her nipple was pushing into him faster and faster, trying to lift him up. "Look out, she's going to blow!" someone yelled from the crowd. A small scream was let out, probably from the girl, Bernie thought. There seemed no hope for the poor blimp-chested girl. The model was dragged out from underneath the girl's boobs, her face red from the pressure. "Here, use this!" a voice said from behind Bernie. A mop was handed to him overhead. He quickly handed the tool to the model, who dropped again to the floor, just out of range of the girl's massing mountains. She began quickly working the mop down between her cleavage. "God, I'm growing faster! I'm blowing up like a water balloon!" the girl cried. She suddenly began gasping. "I think I found it!" the model cried, her head being slowly pushed back by the girl's quickening growth. Bernie saw the mass of mammaries before him start to shake. She was either responding to the mop handle or was about to burst. "Oh God, that hurts!" the girl cried, but she continued to groan. "God, I can feel it building inside me! I'm going to pop!" No one knew whether she was referring to her chest or the orgasm, but everyone held their breath. The model let out a grunt as she thrust the mop hard into the Boobs from Hell. A shrill scream came from the girl's direction. Bernie looked across her girl's impossibly large breasts, now eye-level to him. He could see the mass of her boobs quake and shiver. Everyone closed their eyes, thinking she was going to burst. But just then Bernie felt the log-like nipple still between his legs kick and jump. Yells of shock came from all around behind him. He felt something rushing through the skin of her nipple. She'd climaxed! "Don't be alarmed, she's just cycling the liquid out!" the doctor yelled. "Her nipples should be able to handle the strain of the outburst of liquid." Everyone sighed in relief, except for those getting soaked. Bernie smiled as the motion underneath his member continued. "So this is what the spin cycle feels like?" he murmured to himself. He felt water rush around his feet. This train was going to get wet, fast. "Someone hit the emergency lever and kill the power to the train!" a voice in the back yelled. There was a tinkle of glass and everyone felt the train slow. Bernie felt the huge breast infront of him as it slowly deflated. The girl was still moaning and shrieking: apparently she was still climaxing with all this activity going on in her body. Bernie felt the nipple recede and he relaxed his leg-grip on her teat. It flipped up past his groin and pounded his chest with a torrent of milk. He tried to hold his hands up against the stream, but that just diverted the spray into everyone else. He was going to get soaked, regardless. Over the loud spray, he heard the girl still belting out orgasmic shrieks. Then ... "Ohgod ohgod ohGod OhGOD!" the girl cried. "It's not stopping! I'm...uuhhhhh.." she cried between ecstasy-filled groans. "I still feel....*gasp*...feel it blowing ....uhhhh...blowing my tits up!" Bernie noticed right away that her huge nipple and shiny areola, distorted so much that it was the size of a trash can lid and barely noticeable, was indeed not receding anymore. The milk still rushed from her bottle-sized nipples, but the hard water inside her system must still be unfolding converting to milk, and at an increased rate. She was still growing. "UHHH...I'm coming....Ohhh..I'm coming too much," she strained. "I'm going to pass out! God, uhhhhh ... why am I not bursting?!?" The girl's boobs swelled dangerously bigger. They had again reached the point at which they had previously stopped growing, and passed it. Bernie could almost see the point the girl had made about her breast flesh. Near the top, he could see her boobs stop growing upwards at a staggering rate, and start growing forward. In mere moments the leading edge of that growth would reach her areola, then her nipples. He felt her cool, slick skin press against his arms and her fountaining nipple buried itself in his chest. "Oh, God, I'm clogging her nipple!" a man said from Bernie's left. Just then, Bernie's milk-flow stopped as her nipple bent up against his chest and grew up towards his chin. "Mine too!" Bernie yelled. "Someone behind me move!" But no one could. With a cataclysmic yell, the girl screamed and her breasts heaved forward, no longer being drained by her nipples. Bernie watched in horror as the odd growth pattern on her breast grew directly towards her areola. As soon as it reached it, it began puffing it outward rapidly. "OH GOD! MY TITS!" the girl bellowed. "THEY'RE EXPLODING!" Bernie felt her nipple thrust into his chest more and more, getting harder every second. Her areola swelled so fast it struck him in the head like a punch. He could hear her skin squeak as it filled to the breaking point. "SOMEONE HELP!" the girl moaned. "I WANT TO POP! THEY'RE GROWING OVER MY HEAD! OH ... OH..OH.OH!" she screamed and Bernie could hear someone slapping on them as the sound carried inside her liquid filled tits. She completely filled this end of the train, her breasts mashed against the ceiling. Bernie suddenly felt the nipple try to straighten out. The growth had reached the nipple. She could grow no more. "I'M GOING TO BURST!!!" she yelled, slightly muffled by her skin, Bernie figured. He closed his eyes, not knowing what to expect next. Then, all at once, the pressure that had been crushing him stopped. He felt her nipple quiver against his body and under his chin, but no more growth happened. Meanwhile the other nipple slipped by the other passengers the growing breast clearing a path pressing one passenger after the other against the walls.  A thick busty passenger was trying to make her way through the crowd away from the growing breast as it was gaining steam not far behind as it found its new found freedom.  The busty passenger reached the back of the train car frantically trying to open the door, but it would not open because the power was off on the train.  She was in such a panic she failed to see the emergency release lever so she grabbed a fire extinguisher and attempted to brake out the small window on the door.  The glass was shatter resistant but with enough hits the whole window was knocked free from the seals.  The window was fairly small and at chest level.  She started to attempt to climb out the window,  she was barely able to squeeze her large bosom through the opening but there was one more obstacle.  Not only was the woman blessed up top, she also was sporting some beautifully wide hips which prevented the rest of her body out of the train.  As the breast was surging toward the woman,  the nipple seemed to be on a mission.  The throbbing rod was approaching its destination,  there was a tunnel under a plaid miniskirt that the nipple was pointing right at.  As the woman struggled she felt a pressure on her nether regions, harder and harder until...there was a scream from the trapped woman, the thick long rod that protracted just entered the stuck woman.  She couldn't believe what just happened but she also was oddly turned on the warm pulsating member throbbed as the breast ran out of room to grow. The penetrated woman felt another odd sensation, it felt like her snatch was rhythmically contracting, but the opposite of that was actually the truth. With each throb the nipple was growing and growing, stretching and widening. Suddenly there was a tremor from the train sized orb, with a scream of extacy the nipple began erupting inside its vessel. The trapped woman looked down to see her once soft flat belly start to fill out with a bump, as the pressure continued it changed to a belly, then she looked like a large beach ball was shoved and fully inflated into her womb.  Another passenger seen the commotion and attempted to stop the invading member,  they grabbed onto the breast with both hands barely able to get a firm grip on the taut skin.  A wet sloppy noise could be heard as it popped free from her Womanhood, but almost as fast as it came out the grip on the massive tit was lost and rammed back into the filled woman again.  The feeling was different this time, it was in her ass.  All of the squeezing and groping triggered another orgasm from the colossal breasted woman,  which triggered the nipples to spray like fire hoses into the trapped woman again. As her size now multiplied by the seconds, her belly surged and she tried screaming but as she opened her mouth milk started fountaining from it.  A fire truck with rescue workers was approaching the rear of the train, the jet streaming out of her mouth Aimed right at the oncoming vehicle with so much force it blew the windshield right into the driver, knocking him unconscious.  The truck still had enough momentum that it hit the front of the milk filled balloon woman.  After she felt the mild collision she looked foreword to see that the flow of milk had ceased spraying from her mouth. There right in front of her, the nozzle mounted to the roof of the truck was wedged in her mouth Stopping the flow of milk.  The other rescue workers exit the vehicle in a panic, and in that panic the switch for the pump was turned on.  Suddenly she felt pressure at both ends, almost instantly her body became round. 10, 20, 30, 40, 50 feet in diameter and just as fast as it started, the growth stopped.  Suddenly dark stretch marks were appearing, darker and longer she was at her limit.  Even that stopped the truck ran out of water and the breast stopped spurting milk.  She lay there in shock as her body was literally at its limit.  The massive breasted woman shifted slightly and the mop handle just barely grazed her clittoris causing a mini orgasm which sent 1 last gallon of milk into the overtaxed container.  With a muffled scream her flesh tore open like a zipper sending thousands of gallons of milky water to the ground. People against the girl's breast rustled and Bernie heard muffled voices carried through her chest. The hard water had stopped unfolding. "Everyone stay still," the doctor ordered. "She's highly unstable. Don't even scratch her or she might still explode!" Everyone stopped moving, waiting for something to happen. "JUST DO IT!" the girl yelled, but Bernie could hardly hear her. From behind him, Bernie felt the rush of air. Emergency crews had managed to open the doors. They were sorry they did. The girl's breasts felt the chance for advancement and pushed everyone out the door that they could, trapping some just beside the doorway. The crew outside, having just been knocked over by a push of ten people or so, looked back at the doorway to see two huge areolae and nipples thrusting themselves out the doorway, filling it entirely. Bernie, trapped beside the door by her breast, was happy not to have her nipple under his chin anymore. "Jesus!" one of the workers commented. They just stood and looked at the sight. Just then, a shriek came from the other side of the car. The girl was coming again. Everyone on the track moved as her nipples pulsed forward a bit and began to jet water again. Over the next thirty minutes, she almost passed out twice from her constant orgasms, but people on the other side of the track kept her awake with smelling salts. By the time she was down to a manageable side, the entire track was flooded and clean-up crews were arriving on the scene. Bernie walked over to her side as they picked her up after her final waking orgasm. She still had basket-ball sided hooters, but she was still coming in her sleep and they continued to spurt water to the tune of her rapid heart rate. An exhausted smile was melted on her face and the paramedics strapped her into the gurney and placed her in the ambulance. The doctor came up beside Bernie and looked on. "She'll be fine. She'll have stretchmarks from hell, but she's be fine. What I want to know is, how did you do that to her?" "It's a long story, and I'm soaked. Get the story from the police after they grill me, OK? Thanks for your help in saving her," Bernie said, exhausted. He walked towards the beckoning officer on the side of the tracks. As he did, his vial fell from his pocket, noticed only by the doctor. Bending down to tie his shoe, the doctor retrieved the vial. With a quick grin, he proceeded towards the ambulance.

There is nothing more dangerous in this world than misdirected determination, the indomitable spirit to accomplish an ultimately self destructive task. Heather was the culmination of both facets, crafty, wily and force of will made manifest. If the woman had channeled her efforts into constructive endeavors she would be a major player, a real force to be reckoned with. But instead the woman had put her powers to work in pursuits of gluttony and its. Maybe it was due to her obsession with the Wonka tours in her childhood, maybe it was her unsupervised internet usage, or maybe she just didn’t get enough approval. But whatever it was, left the woman with a singular obsession that persisted into her adulthood. She wanted to devour the candy room, eat everything it had to offer. Heather Flintwood, the premier competitive eater of North Hansborough, and the reigning United states champion. She was a behemoth of a woman, towering over her fellow tour winners by a head. Heather’s face was

GROOOAAAAAAAAN!!!! A loud creaking groan came from the massive blue sphere dominating the barn. Followed by tiny breathless gasps, and a soft coo. "Oh... oh my... that was... that was a lot." Rebecca said, between gentle breaths. "I say... I think if I breathe too deep... I'll splat all over these walls." A rough calloused hand touched her side. The farmer felt how firm Rebecca's skin was, she was taut, as tight as a drum. "I'd have to agree with that sugarpie." He said. "I think you've done had enough dessert today." "Oh Tony... I'm sure I could have, one bite more. Please? What harm could those last bites do?" Tony put his hand to his face, stroking his beard as he thought about it. ------------------------------- Fifteen Years Ago: Rebecca had been coming to help out on the Bailey farm since she was a young'un. And she'd been friends with Tony Bailey since before even then. Pretty much everyone in town knew that she was sweet on him. Whether he knew it was anyone's

(the following story contains gassiness, goths, bloated bellies and non-fatal popping.) The franchise wars had begun, with dwindling sales and low footsteps. Restaurants and chains needed to innovate. Menu changes weren’t enough though, it was time to unseal the box. A box buried by internet trends many a year ago. The trend was themed franchises. The first to rise was femboy Hooters, a drastic boost to the free falling wing spot. And with that the floodgates opened, monster girl Mcdonalds, tomboy Outback, waifu Waffle House. All of them were behemoths crashing onto the scene. But one rose above the rest, the latest to the party, but the strongest contender. Goth IHOP. Trinity could already see the line building up around the store. Every Saturday was the same, from open to close. People booked out around the block to get that kitschy goth style. Dismissive apathy, endless chains and a gallon of black eye shadow. Trinity had been there going on a month now and without

Contains the above title! Cindy "ugh no more mom I'm fwull!" Cindy begged her mother to stop feeding her. Cindy's mother replied "just one more bite." Cindy's belly was growling and groaning and churning as she struggled to take one more bite. Cindy managed to take the final bite of her breakfast. That was simply 3 pumpkin pancakes and a glass of milk. The massive 600lbs immobile massive belly girl sat rubbing her flanks. Cindy drifted off into a stooper feeling stuffed sick after such a meager meal, but how did this happen? Last year about this time of the season. Cindy had just turned 19 years old and was fit and the star athlete at her school. Then she was told by her mother that Cindy was to old to dress up for Halloween. Cindy was very bitter about that and as the season approached and more and more decorations appeared Cindy grew ever more envious, and this feeling kept rising till. A plump nurse at a local blood drive. told Cindy. Be sure to light your jack O lantern

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“So, Jackie, what was so urgent that I needed to leave work?” “Just come inside! Hurry!” Audrey sighed heavily as she followed the dark-haired ditz. She always got excited about everything, so Audrey wasn’t sure what could be so great about what she had found this time. “So, what is it? New television show? New stuffed animal? A cool bug?” Audrey asked. “Nope, nope, and ew, nope. It’s this! Ta-daaa!” Jackie cheered, shoving a small package into her face. “I… candy?” Audrey scowled. “It’s just candy?” “Not just any candy! Special candy!” Jackie said. “What’s so great about it?” “Well, I got that job at the candy store, remember? And like, they needed someone to help sample new creations and stuff. So I signed up and they’ve been supplying me with new sweets!” Jackie explained. “Okay, so what’s special about these?” “Well, you know Mentos? This is basically that, but their special cola-flavored. And I wanted you to try them with me!” “Pass. I’m not a huge sweets fan.” Audrey

The falling filled with Emotional eating, humiliation,gas Dinosaurs ,fat lady sexy gluttonyand popping. "Nervous Nelly?" Ed a tall thin man in a button up denim shirt and cacies asked his beautiful blonde super morbidly obese wife. Nelly stuffed another gushers snack in her mouth and bit down on it spraying her mouth with juice. Nelly then replied "no. Why would you think I am Nervous?" Ed replied "You eat when your nervous." Nelly's blue eyes looked down to her vast jiggly belly and quickly wiped off all the empty candy,jerky,and gushers rappers. Nelly's obese body jigged and rocked the car as she did. "Mom! can i have some snacks?" Nelly stuck her thick chubby hand into the box of gushers. Her chubby wrist deforming the mouth of the box as she did she then stopped and looked up and said "um.. no were almost there honey. I don't want you to spoil your appetite." Danny her son replied "Mom did you eat all the snacks again?" Nelly was sweating and said "NN..no." Ed looked into the

It was a beautiful summer day at the beaches. The sunlight beamed down over golden sands, everything having a glow to it. Jennifer too was glowing positively. Her body was beautifully tanned from the sun, glistening with the sea water which had clung to her. Her swimsuit was a stunning polar white which clung to her gently bronzed skin, as did her long beautiful ponytail. She reveled in every moment of her relaxing day, thinking of getting a nice relaxing cocktail. That was when, out of the corner of the eye, she spotted a glinting object bobbing up and down in the water. Raising her hand gently to block the glare. Yet as she opened her fingers, she saw a bottle resting against the sands. Sealed with a bottlecap and just out of reach of the relaxing girl. She knelt forward and reached for the strange drink. Despite the fact it had been floating, the bottle was full to the brim with clear, bubbling soda. The label was water damaged, but the name “ocean breeze” was just about readable. Seeing as it was sealed, and Jennifer was very thirsty, she decided to give it a taste. Cracking odd the cap, Jen brought the bottle to her lips and drank. The flavour was amazing. Mild light fruity notes. Coconut, pineapple... it was delightfully tropical and super refreshing. So much so that the parched girl ended up drinking the ENTIRE bottle without thinking much of it… it was easy too. The soda was almost... ethereal. Felt lighter than any drink she ever had before. That’s when her stomach rumbled. Jennifer let out a little groan as a fullness began within her. She rubbed her belly absentmindedly as she looked over the bottle further. There was a word. “Warning.” However, everything else was damaged beyond reading… Jennifer shrugged and stood up, off to take the bottle and cap to the closest bin. Standing up made her feel all the bubbling within her belly. It was… strange to her, but she shrugged it off. “That was a surprisingly strong drink... I hope this doesn’t make me gassy, that would be so embarrassing.” She mumbled to herself as she walked. Every step shook up her belly even more making her gut bubble more. She gently held her stomach with one hand as she walked. Jennifer threw the bottle into the bin, however she noticed as she looked down to do so that she looked a little bloated. “Oh... I’m uh... fuller than I thought… ” She groaned. Her eyes widened when she noticed that her belly was... growing. “W... what?!” she yelled. Jennifer watched in confusion as her flat stomach slowly bulged out getting rounder and quite firm. She poked it, confused and... it just felt like a balloon. She began to panic at the oddity of it all, watching her belly growing before her rapidly. She looked pregnant, yet quickly, she was going beyond any normal pregnancies size. Her hands came down and held her belly firmly, as if trying to push it back in. Yet it made no difference, her body pushing out filling her one piece tracksuit more and more becoming skin tight, small wrinkles flattening out as she filled. Jennifer could even feel the rumbling and bubbling within her belly growing more intense making her blush. It felt kind of good. Weird... but good. The surprising increase in her stomach threw off her balance. As she tried to walk, Jennifer stumbled forward landing in the sand. This shook up the soda within her, causing her belly to bubble furiously. Before Jen could do as much as place a nervous hand on her belly, it bulged so much that Jen was lifted from her knees, and quickly, even her toes couldn’t reach the sand. However, it wasn’t just her belly growing. Her rear and chest began to feel odd, before both inflated too, only stretching her one piece further. “Ohh... my... goodness.” She groaned as even her arms starting to fill, making her look puffy all over. She grabbed at whatever parts of her body she could to try push back against her own skin. However, she kept growing and growing without any signs of stopping. Faster and faster. She was just thankful that she had been wearing a one piece, as it allowed her thickening thighs to grow free without restraint. The same couldn’t be said for the fight for space in the suit between her belly, her rear and her chest. All three pushed at the fabric tightening it more than she ever thought it could stretch. The same could be said for her , yet she didn’t think of it as much. She felt full but pleasantly so. Like a warm meal to the most ridiculous degree. In her growing comfort, Jennifer didn’t realize the battle for space was resolving itself, as all three began to round out together into one continuous ball that was her body, with meek little hands and feet sticking out of increasingly deep divots. Just as the seams of the outfit reach their limit, the soda runs its last, and becomes flat. All it’s gas now filling the blimp that was Jennifer. She had near doubled in size, and couldn’t move a part of her body. A part of her was glad it was over and another more shameful thought wished it wouldn’t have stopped. She tried to call out for some help, however, her jaw was pushed shut by what had once been her chest. She could only whimper as the beach winds shook her from side to side. That was when Jennifer felt a pair of strong hands grab her massive belly and effortlessly lift her into the air… feeling her large frame leave the ground made her nervous, flapping around her hands and feet. All the while, the large, strong and handsome man who had picked her up had no idea she was even a person. “Hey guys, I found this abandoned beach ball!” He yelled excitedly. Jennifer’s eyes widened at the comment. Was she really so swollen the thought she was a BEACH BALL? She tried to say something through her shut mouth, however, it only came out as little groans that were hidden under her own creaking body. “Sweet! Time for a little beach volley ball.” Another voice called out. Before Jennifer could so much as let out a nervous groan, she felt the firm hands beneath her throw her upward before a firm hit send her whole tight body up into the air, only to fall down into another. It didn’t hurt, not a bit not at all. It just felt rather strange, like riding a wild roller coaster. As she flew back over the next, Jennifer turned in the air a bit which allowed her to see the people sending her too and fro. Two very cute guys either side, all smiling as they send her back over the net. Up and over, she felt her body flying around between the four men. Not one seemed to notice her little hands and feet poking out of the divots nor questioned the strange pattern that was her incredibly tight swimsuit. They just kept batting her up into the sky. Her vision a blur of sand, sea, and sky with flashes of other beach goers watching her. It seemed some, who had seen what had happened, put together what was happening. However, none felt inclined to help, instead laughing as the girl was helplessly bounced around. They watched the game, cracking drinks as Jennifer grew more and more dazed. The whole feeling was incredibly disorienting, her body turning and flipping and rolling within the air as she was knocked around back and forth. Her body creaking with frustration at the motion. That was until one of the men missed and her massive body began bouncing on the sand. She was so light that she fully left the ground after hitting the sand. Jen flapped her hands nervously as she sailed though the air, before she then landed into the water. The waves gently lapped at her massively inflated sides, gently rocking her around. It was almost relaxing especially when compared to being knocked around. All Jennifer could see was the beautiful sky. It made her feel calmer, letting Jennifer slowly get to use to her body. With her ease however, she suddenly felt the gas begin to rumble upwards. Before she had much time to react, she began to belch out all the bubbles within her… it was shooting out so fast that it actually pushed Jennifer up into the air. She zoomed through the air backwards, burps coming one after another in a constant stream. Once more, her vision was nothing more than a blur of blue and gold as she whizzed around back and forth. That was until she ran empty and returned to the sand with a gentle thud. Her suit thankfully seemed to return back to its form fitting size despite her rapid deflation. Jennifer sat their dazed as the men who had played with her came to her side, realizing what had happened. That was when she heard one of them call out. “Anyone got more of those ocean breeze sodas?”

You were sitting in your room looking for stuff to watch. Suddenly, a movie you never saw before popped up on the screen. It was called "Subliminal Fetish". That's odd, when did this come out? you clicked on it. It had no description, and it said it was added this year. It had pretty good ratings too. Weird how it had no rating. You played it, and it started. "Hello viewer. Focus on my voice." You suddenly felt sucked into the screen, mouth opening. "Now, sit there, while i make your dreams come true." You never checked how long the movie was. You felt a weird sensation in your stomach. "I know your dreams, Y/N. I know you want to inflate. I will make you inflate. Just let me work my magic." You felt your stomach swelled arousingly slow, letting you enjoy every moment. "You like the sensation, don't you? Of you stomach filling, with no way to stop it? It will never stop, even if you turn me off." You tried to reach the remote, but your stomach had surprisingly grown too big to reach

It was a beautiful Halloween night and although most were out trick or treating; Valerie lounged at home on her couch. It had been a few weeks of her dating her college crush, and although they were close, Her girlfriend Katie didn’t know everything about her, like her MASSIVE love for bellies. One of the most memorable aspects of Katie was her cute chubby belly. Katie of coarse was oblivious to all this, but she loved that her ‘flaws’ didn’t bother Valerie. As Valerie relaxed at home, Katie was out picking up some food for them to eat for the evening. Little did Valerie know, that Katie was starting to figure things out on her own and wanted to test her theory tonight by purchasing A LOT of fast food. She had gotten, 5 Big Meals, 10 Large Chocolate Shakes, 10 Large Fries, 2 Triple Stack Double Cheese Layer Burgers, 6 2-liters of soda, 12 Burritos, 12 cookies, 3 Large Cakes, 2 big Tubs of Ice Cream, and of coarse, Candy and a lot of it. Not for the kids though~ Her plan was to bring it home and start gorging herself to see how Valerie would react, and she was soon to find out, that she was correct. Valerie was about to send another text to Katie but there was suddenly a knock at the door. When Valerie opened the door, her face went a little pink as it usually did when she’d see Katie’s belly out on display. She didn’t often have it out, but when she did, Valerie would just about pass out. Her belly wasn’t always so fluffy, but since living with Valerie it had grown slightly. Her jeans used to be a bit loose and now they fit her quite snuggly, some of her belly overflowing it’s sides but not by a lot. Her navel was like a perfect sphere that dipped in quite deep and very beautifully complimented her plushy tummy. When she returned back to reality she realized she had been standing there for a few seconds just looking down at her girlfriends belly and blushed a bit more. “H-hey Katie, so how was the shopping?” She asked but seeing how much food she had purchased both confused her and excited her. Could she maybe finesse Katie into eating more food than normal or perhaps see her belly grow a little bigger. “It was great, I got so much for me to eat, I mean for us to eat” she giggled at her intentional mistake. “Yeah I can see that” Valerie laughed in too. And they both brought the food into the kitchen. Katie reached and grabbed one of her sodas from the tray of drinks. Slurping up the fizzy carbonated beverage, burning her throat a little as it traveled down into her belly, soon returned by a cute but unladylike belch and a small “excuse me~” even though she knew neither of them really cared. “So how has your night been? Anything good on TV?” Katie asked while drinking more of her soda. Unknowingly her belly pushing up against the counter top. Although her belly was very secure in her yoga pants, the loose fabric made it easy for her belly to squish into things unlike her jeans where it wasn’t as noticeable. “Yeah a few shows, I finally finished Humans and now I’m starting on The Talking Meds, it’s basically about People who were medicated in a dystopian society, but once they stopped taking their pills they realized it was all a lie, it’s really good!” Valerie explained with joy. Which Katie always found cute. “Well when I get the time I’ll see” she smiled gulping down the soda, since by inch until it was completely gone with a raspy slurp signifying that She had finished it off. She threw away the cup as a very deep burp escaped her soft lips. “Woo, sorry~” she giggled with a blush. Valerie just smiled loving it, loving all of this. She never would have thought that someday she’d be with Katie but somehow she pulled it off and the effort definitely paid off. Before Valerie could grab hold of a burger, Katie swiped it and began to eat it. She wasn’t very gentle about it either. She was absolutely devouring it like it was the last burger on earth. The constant munching and gulping after each big bite started to really get Valerie going. The idea of watching a movie tonight went out the window, this was better than any movie she could find and before she knew it, the entire bigger was gone. All that was left was some on Katie’s lips that she licked off and licked her fingers promptly thereafter. “Mmm, nothing beats MickeyD’s” she smiled and reached for another burger eagerly. Valerie was in awe but she too was a little hungry and when she reached for one of the bigger burgers, Katie grabbed her wrist and moved it over to one of the smaller ones, followed by a wink. Valerie’s heart began to race. ‘Did she know? No, how could she she possibly know?’ She wondered to herself as she watched Katie finish off the bigger burger just as fast as the one before. “You didn’t think I was gonna let you hog all the food did you?” She smirked. “A girls gotta eat” she said and she stuffed a big handful of fries into her mouth. Valerie had no words, she took the smaller burger and began to eat it, still watching Katie eat however. One large fry down and a several more to go. As Katie set the empty fry box aside, Valerie noticed her belly looking a little bloated now, or at least a little bigger than it did before. Katie grabbed another soda cup and made her way to the dining table where she relaxed happily in her chair, Valerie followed and sat across from her. Valerie at her burger, enjoying its flavors but not nearly as much as Katie seemed to. She chugged her soda down, constant gulping was heard as well as gentle sloshes from Katies belly, the sloshes were what really caught Valerie off guard and her gears were really turning now. As her heart raced so fast now and her breathing a little heavier now. Katie finished off this soda too with a very large deep bubbly belch and a sigh. “Mmm~” she placed a hand on her belly. “Sooo, what’s next” Katie said aloud but more said to herself than to Valerie. She reached forward and grabbed another box of fries and ate them, one after another the box slowly emptied. And she drank more of her soda. Then grabbed one of the cookies. It was rich in flavor and the texture was smooth, it practically melts in your mouth. Before she knew it, she was eating 2 more then 3 more, then 6 more… and all 12 were gone. She licked her fingers as her belly made a rumbling sound deep within. “Sounds like I need more food in me” she giggled. “A-are you sure you sh-should be eating that much?” Valerie said nervously as her face was now very pink, this was like a dream come true that she would love to never wake up from. “Is it a bad thing? I’m hungry” Katie said as if she didn’t just eat a family sized meal and then some. “No no, it’s okay, I just never see you eating th-that much” Katie grinned. “Hey what if I ate all of this tonight? You think I could?” She leaned in a little giving a very seductive look Valerie’s way. “Y-y-yes, definitely, if you um-“ she gulped nervously. “Okay~” was all she said before sitting back and stuffing a burger in her mouth, chowing down on it and eating it like a wild animal, and then another and another. Valerie just watched as she saw Katie’s belly literally grow by inches. It noticeably stuck out farther and now pushed up against the table she sat by, her belly was completely out on display and only growing bigger by the seconds. Soon the burgers were cleared and the fries went next, she began to drink the mostly melted milkshakes quickly. Meanwhile Valerie had just then finished her burger, and was full already, not that she’d even want to eat more, the less food she’d have meant more food for Katie. Two shakes down and her pace was beginning to slow. Her belly now overflowing her yoga pants and squishing up on top of the dining table. “Hey do you think you could um.. rub my-“ before she could finish, Valerie was already there. “YES! I mean, yeah sure” she hesitantly placed her hands on her belly. This was the first time she had ever touched her belly, or any belly for that matter. Her skin was smooth and her belly was soft, a bit too soft, her fingers sinking into its softness. It was like a huge jiggly fat water bed of lard. It was better than she could have ever imagined. Katie smiled looking up at her. “You like big girls don’t you?” She grinned devilishly causing Valerie to light up. “I-I-I… y-yeah, I really love big girls” she finally said, accepting defeat. “Well good, now as your girlfriend, it is your sworn duty to keep me happy yeah? Now go feed me something!” She demanded and as if on que, her belly rumbled. She wasn’t sure if it was out of hunger or fullness, how could she possibly still want more! “O-okay” she smiled happily and looked at the rest of the food. Picking up the ice cream she brought them to Katie. At this point they both melted and Katie easily drank both of the big tubs, swelling out her belly exponentially. Her belly was absolutely huge, about 3-4 times larger than it had began with. And all of a sudden the chair she sat on, gave up and it collapsed under her, causing her to crash down to the floor with a thud. Her ass was like a soft padding so it wasn’t all bad. The disturbance however caused her belly to grumble and a huge burp to pass her lips. Several seconds later it ended, giving more room to continue, and so, she did. Soon enough all the ice cream was gone and the rest of the shakes were gone just as quickly, only expanding her belly larger as she lay on the ground. Next were the burgers which she swallowed practically all at once, each gulp deep and forceful, until all 12 were gone. Katie looked at her enormous belly and wondered if it was actually a good idea to have eaten this much, but she had some left. Valerie grabbed the cake and fed her forkful after forkful, until Katie decided to just grab handfuls and eat it like a pig. Which just so happened to be much much faster. And just like that all that remained was several liters of soda. “Oh gawd, I don’t think I can drink that much soda, maybe an hour or ago but-“ her belly growled feeling more than beyond overstuffed. “-I got to finish…” Before Valerie could intervene, Katie popped open a bottle and began to chug, closing her eyes. One hand holding the bottle and the other on her belly. Valerie massaged her overfilled waterbed girlfriend, with so much inside it was a miracle she was still so soft. It was almost like food would just instantly turn to fat. Valeries hands sink in a few inches into her softness and it was pure ecstasy. After a few moments, Katie finished off the 2 liter, beginning on the second was a bit more of a challenge. As her belly grew larger and larger. Escaping the reach of her fingers, she would no longer be able to touch her belly button anymore with how big her belly was becoming. Soon enough the 2 liter was gone followed by the 3rd, 4th, and 5th. Finally on the final 2 liter of soda. Her belly was almost bigger than she was and it seemed to just keep growing bigger and fatter even after her not eating anymore. Her body trying to digest the thousands of calories she had just consumed in less than 3 hours. Valerie on the other hand had drank the other 2 large sodas from the previous meals, knowing Katie would probably not be able to drink them, she was right… Katie gulped and gulped until the very last drop and lay there feeling exhausted. Her hand fell limp to the ground and the large 2 liter bottle rolled out of her hand, empty. “Oh my gawd! Katie, you fucking did it!” Valerie said, literally hugging Katie’s belly. She smiled feeling so loved when her belly growled and rumbled and an enormous belch blasted out of her. It came from her very core, incredibly deep and powerful, bubbly and airy, it went on and on, followed by several equally as powerful deep burps. Her belly inflated a bit but not by too much. “Ahhh, that was a relief, I feel so much better now.” Katie smiled and looked towards Valerie, seeing her in pure euphoria, redder than a tomato. She hugged her belly again, only causing her to burp a little more. “I love you Katie” she kissing her belly lovingly. “Well I thought it was something you might like, and I love you too so I thought why not” her belly gurgled. “Well… I guess there’s a few reasons why not eheh” Valerie smiled and kissed Katie’s lips passionately. “It’s okay, you know I love you no matter what” Katie smiled and lay there feeling super heavy. “I don’t think I’ll be able to get up for a little while now, mind if we sleep here” “Sure, I’ll go get some blankets” Valerie left and came back with pillows and blankets, getting all snuggly with her. “Hey, it is Halloween, you still got that candy?” Katie grinned causing Valerie to blush again. “After all those burps I think I’ve got some more room~” Valerie kissed her passionately and she took off to the kitchen to grab the jumbo bag of candy. Katie ripped into it and devoured all of them viciously, wrappers and all. She smirked, kissed Valerie goodnight and cuddled her as she quickly fell asleep in her arms. “Goodnight” Valerie said softly, kissing her cheek as she slept soon after. 😜 Happy Halloween Everyone 🎃