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if you need to skip my very important philosophy/bloviation, skip to the TL;DR THE PROCESS So, almost daily I get questions in my inbox or comments on the images I post: What's your prompt? Catbox the file so I can read the metadata! What LoRA is this? and so on. I hate to break it to you, but even if I gave you the exact prompt, checkpoint, LoRAs involved, and the seed, you're simply not going to get the same result. It'll be in the same ballpark, but it just won't have the same level of detail these images have. Don't worry, I'm not on a high horse here. I've written this post to explain my process in detail so you too can get the same kind of results! But before we begin, please read the following statement like 20 times: THE PROMPT IS NOT IMPORTANT. THE PROMPT WILL NOT GIVE YOU EVERYTHING YOU NEED. Obviously that's a pretty hyperbolic statement. And it's not entirely true, but I'm trying to make a point here. Everywhere I go for discourse on image generation, I see this

Name: Michelle Reid Age:42 Weight: 800 trillion metric tons  Description: a very very immobile blobby woman who has long brunette which reaches her shoulders, green eyes, faint eye bags, two very enormous breasts that are bigger than her own body and they need their own two carts, a massive ass thats 500 mill ft wide, she is unable to move her arms at all as well as her legs therefore she needs 500 million carts 500x her size to hold her, its reinforced with the strongest materials to hold her body, she constantly drinks slop 24/7 while her feederbots feed her cakes, brownies, cookies, marshmallows, chocolate, burritos, sticks of butter drenched in grease and deep fried in lard, cream, paste, pizza and more foods. Her belly, ass, breasts, arms, legs, fupa and all her blubber all have cellulite, dimples and dark purple stretch marks Sexuality: proud bisexual and supports all of the LGBTQ Regular Calorie intake: 500 undecillion calories a day to keep her figure Pregnant with 800 decillion babies making her belly and breasts larger and larger Aspires to be a big blob bigger than she is now Loves to play games Her favourite games are  Sims 4 but she plays with mods on so she can make her sims fat asf,   stardew valley and uses mods to make the characters fat as hell including her own character  COD Any MMORPG  Loves Anime as well with her favs being: ●my blobby darling ●Naruto ●Lucky star  Net worth: 100 million nonillion dollars (keeps rising 24/7) gets paid 50 undecillion dollars a nano second making her bank account basically have infinite money. Flavours of slop she has created Double cheese burger, 500,000,0000 decillion calories Triple chocolate cake, 1 centillion calories Burgers and hotdogs, 9 trillion quintillion calories Choc chip cookie dough, 700 billion calories Cherry, 400 trillion calories Banana, 6000 quintillion calories Piggy Pink slop: 1000000 gazillion calories and multiple variants Piggy pink slop type Butt: makes only the butt gain weight Piggy pink slop type boob: only makes the boobs gain weight  There's many many many many more flavours of slop  Medical conditions:  ●heart is beating very very slowly at 14 BPM ●Blobby diabetes which give her uncontrollably loud wet sloppy farts, and a constant hunger for food ●Blobby cholesterol, gives her cholesterol in the quadrillions and makes it so one bit of exercise makes her wheeze uncontrollably and sweats rivers and oceans ●blobby lactose intolerance, because of her consumption of cream,  paste and other milk products due to her massive size she now has her own form of lactose intolerance making it so one drop of milk results in the most wet, sloppy, disgusting fart Machines she's created consist of: Feedertron 9 million, feeds her even when she isn't hungry Feeder carts, carts pulled by her feederbots that can carry nations worth of food The ultra blobby mobility scooter that can carry anyone of any size and gi 300 MPH Feederbots, tiny little droids that feed her when she does work Robot arms, arms which extend from the walls or her cart to do her work, play games or other stuff since she's immobile  Ultra feedertron mark 2, combines all the slop and feeds her so she gains way more than usual

Week 3 & 4 Before starting her transformation, Chihiro had made a plan of action. She knew that the process would be slow, and so wanted to make the most of it, and also make sure it would be sustainable. As much as she'd planned out how it should go, she'd known she had to go belly first, even if it made her look like a caricature, if something went wrong and she ended up with only 1 change, it had to be her belly for sure. Her legs had been next, since she'd need the support to hold up her blossoming body, from there it was more an order of preference, and Chihiro knew that she wanted to save one of the best until last. When she entered the office on her third week, the witch looked less surprised to see her, but still evidently taken aback by her size. It was far from the only wide eyed look she'd received though, wherever she went people looked at her with confusion and horror, as she waddled her way through the supermarket, not quite relegated to a mobility scooter just yet, but

In a small town outside of Vegas there lived a young woman named Lily. At just 22 years old, she was known throughout the world as the stretchiest nymphomaniac to ever grace the earth. Lily's body possessed an extraordinary flexibility, allowing her to accommodate any size cock with ease. But Lily's insatiable desire for sexual pleasure knew no bounds. She yearned to set a new world record, one that would challenge even her own remarkable abilities. She dreamt of conquering the largest dildo ever created, a massive monstrosity that stood at a staggering 10 feet in length and 2 feet in width. Determined to achieve her goal, Lily dedicated herself to rigorous training and stretching exercises. She spent hours each day preparing her vagina for the colossal challenge that awaited her. With each passing day, her body grew more elastic, her pleasure threshold expanding beyond imagination. As fate would have it, the colossal dildo she sought was not a mere sex toy hidden away in a secret room. No, it was a grand spectacle, a public monument proudly displayed outside the headquarters of the renowned sex toy manufacturer. This enormous creation, aptly named "The Goliath," stood tall as a testament to human desire and the pursuit of sexual ecstasy. One fateful day, after months of intense preparation, Lily stood before The Goliath. The colossal dildo gleamed in the sunlight, its enormity taunting her, yet fueling her insatiable lust. With a mix of excitement and nervousness, she prepared to mount this mammoth phallus. Beside being a monument The Goliath was also fountain its waters lay dormant. This fountain, intricately designed to resemble a giant cock, was the source of a mysterious white, slimy fluid. Little did Lily know that this fluid would play a significant role in her ultimate satisfaction. As she positioned herself, her body quivering with anticipation, she set her welcoming lips atop the massive tip. She holds her breath and with a cringe she relaxed her vulva, with almost a full bottle of lube directly squirted into her the head entered with a loud squelching sound. Lily's eyes instantly rolled to the back of thier sockets and a deep moan she began bouncing in the air the only thing holding her now was her pussy on that bulbous head which you could clearly see bulging her canal, which looked like a basketball being pushed in and out. Some time passes and a maintenance worker appeared, the original plan was just to lube up Goliath and keep the pump off, but lily had a different idea. With lust in her eyes while perched on the monument she puts in the request to turn the pump on. His eyes widening at the sight before him. Lily's seductive smile and the temptation of an unforgettable experience convinced him to grant her request. Hesitant yet intrigued, he approached the fountain's controls. "Please," Lily pleaded, her voice dripping with desire. "Turn on the pump. Let me feel the full force of this monumental pleasure." With a mix of trepidation and arousal, the maintenance worker acquiesced. He reached for the controls and slowly activated the pump, unleashing the torrent of white, slimy fluid. The fountain sprang to life, its phallic head spewing forth the liquid of unimaginable pleasure. As the first drops of the cum-like substance entered Lily's womb, she felt an intense rush of pleasure coursing through her body. A feverish ecstasy washed over her, and her body began to swell, growing larger and larger with each passing second. Initially, her body expanded to the size of a yoga ball, her skin stretching to accommodate the influx of fluid. But the pleasure was far from over. Lily's body ballooned further, reaching the size of a giant beach ball, her moans of ecstasy echoing through the air. With every passing moment, her body continued to inflate, her skin stretched to its limits. The pressure inside her womb intensified, pushing against the colossal dildo lodged within her. Lily's feverish bucking only increased, her desire for more overwhelming her senses. And then, with a final, explosive surge of pleasure, the dildo slid all the way through her, emerging from her mouth. Lily found herself suspended mid-air, impaled by the massive dildo, and the cum-like substance oozing from both ends. Her body, now resembling a massive weather balloon, quivered with pleasure and satisfaction. The once-stretched nymphomaniac had achieved the unthinkable, pushing her body to its limits and beyond. She had set a new world record, one that would forever be etched in the annals of sexual history. As the cum-like substance continued to flow, Lily reveled in her triumph, her every desire fulfilled. The maintenance worker stared in awe and disbelief, realizing that he had been a witness to an unforgettable spectacle of pleasure and excess. And so, suspended in the air, her body swollen and glistening, Lily basked in the glory of her accomplishment, forever cementing her legacy as the world's most insatiable nymphomaniac and the conqueror of The Goliath.

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.

(A commission for LarryGollad) [Jeff meets a woman who was broken up with having a fat ass, ironically it keeps getting fatter every time they meet up] Jeff made his way down from the hiking trail and into the main area of the park. His hiking stick made a satisfying crunch with every leaf he pressed with it. The cool Fall weather had made his trip up and down the mountain all the more enjoyable. Honestly, he couldn’t think he could be in a better mood. His cheery attitude was made all the more obvious when he noticed the gloomy woman sitting on a bench with her head buried in her hands. Almost feeling guilty for the stark contrast in their moods, Jeff felt obligated to see if he could help the poor woman. As he got closer, he started to notice how attractive she was. While he couldn’t see her face from this distance, he could easily pick up on how curvy her figure was. She was somewhere in the 250 pound range. She had a definite pear-shape with large hips and thighs that spread

Celina has long Black hair she had rather small breasts but her thighs were quite thick.Celina was a witch most of her town did trust her her healing ointments always helped out. She always wore a blue dress with gold lining. Many of the townsfolk wanted her out though as they thought witchcraft was evil. Eventually causing her to be locked up inside her own home. After a week or so her food was running low but she tried something she brewed a potion that could make calories last 3 times longer after she was done the pink bottle sat there she took a sip it tasted good she ate a apple and felt full she thought "wow I can't believe this"she ate a bit more than went to bed the next morning she put on some pajamas as who would care about her dress now? She rubbed her thighs were they a bit thicker? No they couldn't she looked in the mirror and she realized she had. Oh well she thought it's just a pound or two yeah yeah she didn't care though. Today she snuck out to buy groceries when she returned she ate a large meal al for the first time in long time afterwards she drank some potion more than before this time almost instantly she felt more pudge. She murmured wow it's more potent than I thought she weighted herself one week ago 123 lbs today 132 lbs she thought well a little extra padding never hurt anyone over eventually she decided to get more food this time getting more junk than before she binged heavily to fill the void that helping the town left behind. 2 months later her gigantic frame lumbered out of bed her wool pj's about to burst and her white t-shirt about to burst. Her thighs were massive her belly was in second followed by her still small breasts she sighed "another day time for more eating " her breakfast was a shot of the potion a glass of oj 3 eggs lots of bacon and toast. She could barely fit out the door so she almost never went out and when she did it was to get more food. But one day she looked at her potion she looked at the recipe she modified it after brewing it she took a drink 50 pounds piled on she felt strange almost as if she wanted this for the past few months she just tolerated it but now she wanted it. She brewed lots more she drank a bottle and 100 pounds piled on. But one day she woke up and couldn't move she was immobile!! She always had potion next to her bed incase of this she drank and drank until her walls burst when the town saw her they thought that it wasn't her but it was and her potion eventually spread and now she is a queen of the land weighing in at over 10000 tons of pure fat

-month 4- "Phew" gasped Julia softly as she stared at the absolute wall of tit-flesh and belly before her. Her vision directly in front had been reduced to zero for about a week now, her large breasts and gigantic belly far too big to see past. And large they were; each gargantuan tit was the length of a school bus, and had a very oval-shaped appearance. For the first time in her life, her breasts stuck out just as far as her belly, if not further. Her breasts were swollen to an insane degree and each were covered with countless stretchmarks. Even a simple movement or bump would cause one to bounce and ripple, making her moan in discomfort. "Ohhh...so sore..." Julia whispered. Her belly was even more ridiculous , while it wasn't sticking out in front of her any more than her chest, it was as wide as a semi trailer parked sideways. She was genuinely feeling like a balloon at this point, stretched in every direction. She cooed while rubbing Her side , admiring her sheer vastness. "I'm so...fertile.." she gasped out "...so full of Jeremy's babies..". She tried to move any part of her body besides her arms and head, to no avail "I'm so...so heavy" She moaned out loud while touching the stretched out skin. She gasped as a kick was delivered from within, "Yeah...you must be so hungry for food~" She spoke softly and reached for her phone. She quickly dialed up the local wing place and as soon as they answered, she began pouring what might as well have been a speech. "HI, Yes, this is Julia Tyran. You already have my husband Jeremy's card on record so just use that." She paused and licked her lips. "I will have 15 orders of 100 wings please. 10 of those orders BBQ and 5 of the orders red hot." There was a stunned silence on the other end of the phone, Julia giggled and continued "I know it's alot, but I have over 240 people to feed haha. I'll also have 7 bottles of coke, 3 liter size.". "Yes m-ma'am" responded the stunned woman on the other side. Julia grinned at her reaction, "that will be all, thank you so much!". She hung up and let out a soft belch. "Oof...excuse me!" She chuckled to herself and softly slapped her bloated belly. It hurt alot when she did that, but it was a good pain, a pain that reminded her how full of babies she truly was. She groaned as a kick came from the front of her enormous gut, far away from her arms reach. "Damn...I miss Jeremy right now.. I hope his business trip is going well". She reached for her phone and sent him a text. "Missing my husband and baby daddy. Love you". "I miss you more my baby factory, I love you too, don't forget that tomorrow the doctor is coming in to check on you!" Jeremy responded. She pouted and groaned, "that's right...the doctor is coming soon..." Julia replied while rubbing the tight skin of Her belly. ~~~~~~~ "Oowww...what happened?" Julia spoke softly while opening her eyes. She looked around and saw 15 empty boxes ,covered in bones that had been eaten clean of any meat, lying next to her on the nightstand. "I was really hungry...wasn't I?" She chuckled to herself and slowly moved her arms , grimacing as she stretched her skin. She felt tight. And not just on her belly and breasts like usual, she felt tight all over. It was an unfamiliar feeling, one that Julia didn't know if she liked. "Urp! Wow..." she covered her mouth after a rather strong burp. "You guys must've had a growth spurt" she chuckled softly while rubbing Her swollen breasts. She winced as a kick hit her belly . Julia could feel the kicks become more frequent and closer together as time passed. It seemed as though Jeremy's babies were impatient for food, but she couldn't really blame them, given her own hunger. She reached for her phone and checked the time, it was around 11AM. "Hm...I still have about an hour before the doctor gets here..." Julia thought for a moment and then began looking at her online accounts on Facebook, Twitter and Instagram, which was basically all she ever did these days. Julia soon found herself checking out the new baby pictures and videos that her friends had uploaded. "Awwwwww" she said in admiration as a particularly cute picture of a baby appeared. She couldn't wait to birth her giant family, to hold them all, to see their faces. To make them smile, to feel them against her bountiful bossom. She was ready to hold her children and somewhat jealous of mothers who already were able to do so. But just one look at her swollen body , so stretched with babies and fat, would immediately make her jealousy go away. Julia sighed softly and massaged her breasts, trying to soothe the aching they were experiencing. There was a knock at the door and Julia pressed the button on her remote to answer. "Hello, who is it?". " it's Dr Hannah and my Medical staff here to check-in on you!" Said a woman on the other side. Julia pressed a button and the front door was unlocked. "Come on in!" She said with a smile. Dr Hannah walked in with 3 other doctors, all of whom were wearing masks ahead of time. Julia was rather shocked to see how beautiful this woman was, short in height, at around 5 foot flat, with broad hips and large DD breasts , she was the epitome of fertility. And yet...Julia made her look like a boring woman. She blushed and bit her lip, trying not to let her pride show. The medical staff stood still for a few moments, staring with eyes wide with shock and awe. "Wow..." Spoke Dr Hannah as she slowly walked up to Elizabeth and placed a gentle hand on her bloated belly. "Y-your belly is taller than I am...". Elizabeth giggled "You're damn right it is! I'm the most pregnant woman ever! ..right?". Dr Hannah nodded and began to walk around, pressing her hands against the massive surface area of the belly, at the same time the other 3 doctors began checking Julia's back and shoulders, softly pushing and poking. Elizabeth closed her eyes and moaned, arching her back at the intense feeling. "Oh...ohhhhh" she panted "s-stop, it feels so good..." she mumbled softly. The medical team were staring in awe as they watched the bulging mass of a woman twitch and spasm with pleasure. "Are you okay miss...?" Asked one of them, an older gentleman. "Yes I'm fine!" She smiled at them, though a bit awkwardly. Elizabeth was having trouble getting her face to stay neutral, the intense pleasure she was feeling made it difficult to do so. The team continued to move around her, the female doctor lightly pressing her palm down on her gigantic belly. Elizabeth twitched, feeling the sensation run through her body. She blushed heavily, finding it difficult to think. "Well Julia, you're healthy! That's really all I can say!" Said the Doctor cheerfully, albeit with a slight shocked tone. "Are you sure?" Elizabeth replied. "Yes, you seem to be fine...the babies seem healthy and everything". The doctors left almost as fast as they had arrived leaving Julia all alone. hungry and horny. She couldn't stop her mind from racing to the thoughts of her tightly packed womb...her Gigantic breasts...Jeremy's loving touch. She was getting soaked, and that was putting it mildly. Elizabeth looked at herself in the mirror mounted on the ceiling. She was starting to genuinely get fat due to the constant eating and baby weight, she now had a massive double chin that jiggled any time she spoke. To most women, a double chin would be a nightmare, but to Julia it was yet another symbol of her Goddess like fertility . She bit her lip and reached for her phone to text her husband. "Jeremy, I'm starting to get fat." She texted. "Oh honey, you don't like it?" Jeremy responded playfully, to which Julia sent a string of suggestive emojis. "I want your cock. I want it so bad" she texted with baited breath. "I'll be sure to oblige you when I return" Jeremy responded. -2 days later- "Ugh...so sore...so full..." moaned Julia before being interrupted by an absolutely massive belch. She blushed deeply while she felt her stomach rumbling. Jeremy had spent the last two days feeding her and fucking her non-stop, and her entire body was showing the results. Her double chin in just 2 days had become a triple chin, and her breasts had grown another 2 feet in diameter and length. Her arms had gotten notably fatter as well, growing their own rolls and dimples. "I'm such a obese, baby filled pig" she muttered to herself with a grin. She continued to stroke the skin of her engorged belly, it felt so amazing to touch. Julia thought of her kids, Jeremy's beautiful sperm having filled her up to the brim with 245 absolutely massive babies. Jeremy walked into the bedroom and pressed his naked body against his wife's weather-balloon sized gut. "Hey baby-factory~" he said with the sultry tone that drove Julia wild. "Jeremy as sexy as you are without clothes, your knocked up fat cow of a wife is absolutely starving!" Julia said almost yelling. In the past weeks she had really become quite the rude brat, but she knew it was to her Husband's liking. "As always Big girl" Jeremy responded with loving sarcasm. "What will it be,hmm?" Jeremy began to tease while poking Julia's tight belly "a whole cow? , 300 buckets of chicken? Oh! Maybe you want to eat an entire small farmer out of his entire inventory!" He said with a smirk. Julia shook her head and rolled her eyes playfully "I'd actually like TWO whole cows, thank you very much!" She said with equally joyful sarcastic muse. Before she could speak any more, Julia was interrupted by an earth-shaking growl emanating from her titanic middle. She blushed and covered her mouth, trying to hide the maniacal grin she had plastered on her beautiful face. Their babies responded to her belly's demand and began to kick up a storm, causing painful bumps to appear briefly on random locations of her massive womb. "Ugh..h-hey! Knock it off!" She shouted while softly smacking her enormous breasts, not out of frustration but to distract from the arousing sensation of almost getting popped. A small burp left her large lips as Julia began to request her meal. "Jeremy, I want to have 10 KFC family sized buckets of fried chicken, 20 Big-Macs , 3 liters of coke, and oh! Hmm...." she tapped her chin while thinking of what else she desired, "....oh, yes, I also want 8 gallons of extra extra extra fat weight gain shake, a entire large red velvet cake, a gallon of vanilla ice cream, oh! 30 large fried shrimp!, and maybe! 3 full racks of ribs! Oh! With extra BBQ sauce!". She finished by gently jiggling what she could reach of her Gigantic breasts and making a pouty face, her way of "begging". Jeremy, after a moment, finally agreed with an impressed smile. "Your appetite never fails to impress me". He turned and quickly walked to the living room to begin ordering, still totally naked, and very very much hard. Julia giggled watching her aroused husband walk away. It always made her happy to see the effect she had on him even after all this time and all the changes she was going through. Her thoughts were interrupted by another small belch, they had been more common now as her expanding womb and heavy breasts continued to take up more and more space that her organs would normally have. This meant she often couldn't burp properly unless she was laying on top of her larger than life belly. With a sigh she pressed the button on her necklace and spoke, "computer, I need to burp again, roll me onto my belly please" . A series of mechanical whirs and clunks could be heard before a soft hum as the machine began to move the entire bed towards the front of the room. It moved rather slowly, it had been designed to accommodate a pregnant woman after all. Eventually, the bed rolled Julia onto her belly, the movement causing her to gasp and moan out in pleasure as she was moved. Julia couldn't help but admire the amazing work that her husband had done, this was one of the most advanced self-powered beds that money could buy. "You really know how to treat a pregnant woman honey" she said with a giggle. As soon as she was laying on her stomach she could immediately feel an increase in her ability to contract her belly muscles in order to muster a proper burp. She felt it building , a huge burp, one that had been growing within for days now. She also knew something her husband had yet to admit out loud: her burps turned him on. "Oh jerem- urp!- " She covered her mouth. She had to hold this burp in just for her hubby! Even if it meant a growing bloating sensation within her . "Jeremy if you're done ordering my lunch come here!!!" She said happily and loudly. Her husband walked into the bedroom happy to see his beautiful wife laying on top of her belly that was so packed full of his babies. It was cute. And very hot to see her giant breasts dangle like the heavy boulders they were. "W-what is it baby-factory?" He said with a smile. "Climb my giant belly and get up here and kiss me!" She said with a playful pout. Jeremy obliged and met her face to face. "Oh and..." she blushed deeply "..grab my fat double chin while you do..." she tried not to smirk, it was really a triple chin,but that didn't sound as nice. "Yes ma'am " Jeremy said as he firmly grabbed his wife's neck fat and kissed her deeply. When the kiss was done, Julia looked him in the eyes and spoke. "Oh and baby! " She grinned and before he could respond, she let out a belch so loud that her entire body shook, and that the whole neighborhood certainly heard, right into Jeremy's face. It was the largest burp Julia had ever managed, the look on her Husband's face told her so. She chuckled and rubbed his cheek. "You liked that, huh?" she asked softly. Jeremy nodded. "Its..i... I loved it" he said with a deep blush and large degree of bashfulness, while massaging her triple chin. "I've been wanting to try that for a long time..." Julia said while massaging the upper area of her bloated tits. "I-its amazing...I-I love you so much..." Jeremy said. Julia could tell Jeremy was aroused by the large bulge between his legs. "Are you gonna fuck your baby factory now, honey?" She said while letting out another slight burp. Jeremy nodded. "I was going to anyways~". Julia let out a squeal of delight and shook her massive ass with anticipation, watching Jeremy walk around her belly to position himself behind her. She was already wet between her legs, had been for a while now, and her husband took full advantage and thrust himself into her waiting vagina. She let out a pleasurable moan as he did, feeling him deep inside her. She could feel his massive member pushing deep within her walls, his thrusts causing her fat body to jiggle like an ocean wave. "Yes! Fuck your pregnant wife!" She screamed loudly. Jeremy was too lost In pleasure to respond with words, but he grunted in approval and began to fuck Julia even harder, grabbing her massive love handles for support. She let out a series of gasps and moans as her husband continued to fuck her with deep and energetic passion. Julia gasped loudly and reached behind her (or more precisely tried to, as her arms had started to become fat enough to limit their mobility) moaning loudly. She wanted to get her husband's attention, "Baby!" She said excitedly. "Y-yes baby-factory?" Jeremy responded in between grunts. "I can't wait to be pregnant again after this litter~" Julia said loudly. She was so overwhelmed with pleasure that logic was not on her mind at this moment. "For My next pregnancy I w-want.." she moaned loudly as Jeremy slapped her fat ass "...I want to be pregnant with 2,000 of your babies next time!". Jeremy gulped and dug his hands deeper into his wife's ass, his fingers disappearing in her softness. "H-how would I deliver on your want honey?" Jeremy managed to say between his grunts. "You'll find a way!" Julia said while letting out a squeal of pleasure. Almost as if on command, Jeremy exploded inside Julia, his sperm filling her pussy substantially. Julia wasn't far behind and came as she moaned her husband's name. The two continued to fuck, even after the climax, for what felt like an hour, as they only stopped due to the food she had wanted finally arriving at the door. "Food's here baby!" Julia said with a smirk.