The scent of the wax had filled her car, enticing Cera. Her mind was so preoccupied with the smell that she was having trouble paying attention to the road, and she did not notice as her seatbelt began to press into her skin. Her pants again felt tight, far more so than before.
Finally, she arrived at her home out in the country. It had once been a barn, but she and her boyfriend had purchased it at a low price and moved in. Most of the farm structures still stood, but they went unused.
She got out of the car, carrying her packages, and almost waddled to the door. Her clothing had become so tight that it was beginning to ride up her rear and other areas. She cringed at the pain of being confined to such tight clothing, but was unable to figure out that something was wrong due to her mental preoccupation with the candle. Instead of figuring out what was going on, she walked inside and lit the candle, and then proceded to put the rest of her bags away. But as she bent over to put something away, a loud ripping sound could be heard. She turned around to see a large tear in the seat of her pants, but her panties were still in tact.
But as she stood there, partially bent over and staring at her plump and growing ass, the front door opened and in stepped Zach, her boyfriend.
"Sarah, I have a surprise for y-," he began to call out, but suddenly stopped at the sight of his girlfriend staring at a large tear in her pants.
Sarah didn't know what to do, but then suddenly noticed something different about her boyfriend. There was a long, large bulge in Zach's pants, snaking it's way down his leg, and in one of his hands he held a candle...