Michelle shrugged and took on her bathsuit, noticing it was much tighter than usual. "Oh well, better work off some of that fat" she thought as she dove into the pool, the cool water brushing wonderfully against her sweaty and itching skin.
She stayed in the pool for a long while, until finally she got up. She was feeling much better, and rather horny too... Perhaps she should have a little surprise waiting for Steve when he came home...
She decided that she'd make a wonderful dinner, rent a really romantic movie and then some fun in the bed... Yes, that would be nice. She'd show him that hookers were no match for her. Rrrow!
She quickly got dressed, grumbling slightly when she realized she'd had to take a pair of Steve's jeans, her own too small, but got over it quickly when she sat down in the car and drove away to the mall.
The day was slowly reaching noon, but the mall was open until 10 pm, so no worries there. She got what she needed from the store (Steve's favourite meat, cheese and vegetables), some fine wine and "Bodyguard". The video store didn't have anything more romantic but, heck, it was a classic. She drove home, assured that Steve wouldn't be home for at least another hour, and set to work. First of all, she changed the sheets, pillows and cover of the bed into their "love setting", lots of dark wine-colored red. Then she tuned in the television, so with just one click of the button it'd be ready for the movie, and finally dinner.
She put her soul in the food, but felt more and more like it didn't matter. All she wanted was Steve, but she knew he wouldn't go straight to bed without food...
As soon as she was ready with the food, she couldn't resist but to rush into the bathroom and tear her(Steve's, correction) clothes off her. She admired herself in the mirror.
She seemed to have gained a few pounds, but not in a bad way. Her curves were more visible and her chest seemed to have grown from A to B at least. Her nipples were erect and she felt that familiar moist-ness in her vagina. She couldn't help but to start fingering herself, playing with her nipples with one hand while doing the "dog-paw" with another. A small part of her mind screamed at her that Steve would be home any second, but the rest of her didn't see that as bad, because she needed to have sex, NOW!
After what seemed like hours she came in a long, outdrawn orgasm. She clinged to the edge of the bath-tub as clear yellow fluids(yellow?) flowed out of her cunt, more than she'd ever had before. She screamed in ecstacy as she scooped up some of the sweet-smelling juice and licked it up. It tasted sweet and sensual and she instantly got aroused again. An idea hit her and she scooped up as much as she could from the floor and rushed out in the kitchen. She poured it over the food and wrote a scribbly note saying:
"Hon. I've got to shower. The food's for you, with a special new spice I think you'll love. I'll be ready soon."
With that she again rushed into the bathroom, her breasts jiggling and boucing as she jumped into the bathtub. She instantly began fingering herself, now massaging her breasts as she had to gasp for breath. The feeling was more than she'd ever experienced before. She came several times, each time with a massive amount of yellow fluid rushing out of her slit, but she couldn't stop. The sticky fluid soon collected itself in a puddle and it's sweet, sweet smell made her even more aroused. Her nipples seemed to have grown bigger and were a bit darker than before.
When Steve came home, he found the note scribbled to him. As soon as she heard the door open, she turned on the shower, so as to make it seem like she just wrote the note. Steve checked it and smiled, knowing what'd wait for him after the food.
He put the food (wooked meat and rice with vegetables) on his plate and began chowing in, barely noticing the "new ingredience". It wasn't until he'd eaten the second helping that he began to notice he was feeling very hot. He rose from the table, his erect penis very visible from his pants, and walked up to the bathroom door, banging heavily.
"Michelle! Are you in there?" He heard how the tap was turned of and the wet sounds of someone walking on the floor. The door was unlocked and opened, and standing in the frame was Michelle, but far more attractive and sexier than he'd ever seen her before.
"Steve..." she groaned, and he noticed her erect nipples and the small drops of yellow fluid dangling from her sexual hair.
"Michelle..." he replied, dazzled but also very, very horny.
He grabbed her and rushed into their bedroom, throwing her down at the bed. She began to finger herself but he yelled at her to stop. He wanted her by himself. He tore off his clothes, his erect penis feeling wonderful against the cool air, and he entered her with a heavy thrush. She gasped in pleasure as his thick rod filled her hot, moist and sweet-smelling sex.
Steve could smell the pheromones from Michelle and he grew more aroused than he'd ever been before. He humped her at first slowly and powerfully, but finally going faster and faster until she came with a loud gasp. The sickening-sweet smell of her juices made him come soon after, his pale-white cum splashing into her cunt. However, that wasn't all. He wanted more from her and he pulled out his dripping dick from her vagina.
"What, Steve?" Michelle groaned, but Steve sneered.
"I want you to suck it, bitch!" He growled, his instincts all but in total control. She nodded and began to do so, sometimes nibbling, sometimes moving his dick beneath her swelling, ample breasts. He began to massage her slit, moving his finger into her cunt and massaging her inside. When finally she came again, his hand was drenched in the yellow half-transparent fluid. He brought it too his mouth and put his hand in it, coming as soon as he felt the taste of her juice. His dick splashed Michelle's face with cum and she giggled happily. Soon... soon...
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Later that morning Michelle awoke and rose from her bed. She was hungry. Steve was sleeping happily and she didn't want to wake him up. She walked out to the kitchen, to the bowl where the rest of the dinner was. She ate everything in a matter of minutes, but she wasn't full yet. She walked over to the cooler, opening it and starting to eat everything. When she'd emptied it all, including the soda and the wine(still unopened) she buckled over in pain. Looking down on her arm she could see...