"...I kinda wish you were this big too!"
Joce immediately felt a tickle in her gut. Her stomach began to
balloon outwards, first a little pooch, then quickly expanding to late
stage pregnancy size, pushing up her large breasts.
As her stomach continues to inflate, her hips widen to take the
weight, and her ass, too, fills outwards, pushing further out in all
directions. the junk of her trunk soon was taking up most of her
backside, each cheek like medicine ball bolted to her back.
He stomach continued to expand, quickly pushing ridiculous
proportions- not fat, with no signs of the typical folds of obesity,
but the taut roundness of a parade float or balloon.
The growth pushed upwards, and her breasts began to grow. They
pressed up to rest under her chin, and filled around the curve of her
stomach. Her face was just visible over their massive curves.
Peter drooled, stroking his own massive form as Joce's growth slowed,
then stopped. He couldn't reach his dick due to his own ridiculous
gut, but he could feel his hard on press against his bloated stomach.
Watching his girlfriend expand had to be one of the most arousing
things he'd ever seen. Almost as amazing as feeling himself grow.
Joce giggled as her still tiny hands stroked the curves of her body,
impressed and a bit turned on herself. She was so...big! And heavy
too, but she didn't feel fat. Her form was reminiscent of the venus
statues of prehistoric culture, but even more inflated.
She grinned at Peter. She was still a little smaller than him, but
now they were both bloated gargantuans. She waddled forwarded,
pressing her stomach against his. He groans at the arousing feeling
of their skin pressed together.
"So," She asks, jiggling slightly and arching an eyebrow, "What now?"