A devilish smirk appeared on Skylar’s face, “I wish you would drink the glass of milk I left on the counter,” Skylar said.
“Dammit,” you say, not even trying to fight the urge to drink it. You take the glass, dangerously close to the giant right breast
You lift the glass to your mouth and chug the whole thing down at once. You feel the familiar sensation in your stomach as you swell again, gaining pound after pound. You’d reached the point where you had a double chin if you moved your head to the right angle. You had man boobs that rested on your large belly that stuck out almost as far as your erect penis... luckily it wasn’t erect right now. Your butt was bigger, as were your legs and arms. You were past the point of chubby and into full fat territory. You looked down at yourself, not being able to see your own feet without bending forward too far. As you walked away from the counter and closer to Skylar, you felt your body jiggle with every step. It wasn’t flabby fat.
You looked at Skylar’s father, he was still growing, he was on his knees and his belly was on the ground. His man boobs were almost as big as Skylar’s. His butt was huge, his legs were massive, his arms too. Even his fingers looked like sausages, then again, you looked at your fingers and they looked thicker, you sign at that thought.
But you couldn’t deny you had a small craving in your body, you mind, you mouth. You weren’t particularly attracted to the long nipples but you just felt a feeling, you wanted to suck on them, so, so bad.
The more you thought about it, the more it seemed appeasing in your mind. But why, you couldn’t help yourself and you walked over to them and just started sucking. Milk rushed out of her breast as she gave out a cow-like moan, you let the milk run down your throat and into your body. You felt it reacting and making you bigger but you didn’t care. It was just so... addicting.