A Lustful Growing Contagion - Ch 29

The days leading up to the Halloween party were... intense. It was like a demon of gluttony and lust had possessed mom. During the two days leading up to Halloween, mom pretty much stuffed herself every day, and craved sex. In the span of the days leading to the party, I think we maybe had sex five times? Honestly I couldn't keep count, but one thing that I could say for certain is that her belly was practically never empty, or even half full.

Victoria had reached out to me, wanting to do a little "couple's costume" idea she'd had for a while, Velma and Shaggy. I was down for it, only needing to get a pair of red pants for the costume so I was pretty happy about that. The other women had all responded, with Tabia having immediately jumped on the idea, bombarding me with questions about the party and what to wear or bring. Viola and Emilia also answered rather quickly, both being able to join us for the party. The remaining three women, couldn't attend, with Kassandra telling me that her mother was visiting on that day, Luana was attending another party with her friends, and Francesca had to work at Value.

All Hallows' Eve was here. Mom had put me on cleaning and cooking duty while she went out to buy a whole heap of stuff. I quickly cleaned the house, vacuuming and dusting mostly, changing bed sheets as well. Then I started in the kitchen. There was a long list of things mom had wanted, and a few extra things I knew some of the girls would like, so I utilized every burner on the stove, the oven, the fridge and all the bowls and counter top space there was. I may have taken on more than I could manage, as things were quickly getting out of control as the water began to boil over, things needed to get taken off the stove while other things still needed to be diced and prepared. I began sweating, feeling a slight panic grip me, and amidst the chaos I heard the doorbell ring.

"Come in!" I yelled, trying to catch a glimpse out the kitchen side window to see who it was, but I couldn't make anyone out. The door opened, but nobody said anything, and my attention was taken by the timer that went off telling me to take out the pie crust from the oven. The silence remained, and right as I put the form down...

"BOOOOORRRAAAAAAAUUUUHHAAA!!!" someone screamed right behind me, causing me to jump back with a short scream. Quickly turning around, I almost tripped as I saw a woman dressed as a scarecrow, loose, patchy clothes, a tall, almost witchy hat and with hay sprouting from various places. At first I didn't know who the hell this was, as her face was painted into looking like a wretched, stitch together scarecrow head with black holes for eyes, but as I stood there in shock, I heard a familiar laugh. "I'm so sorry! W-well, not really since I wanted to scare you but..." Tabia laughed, and I finally let out an exasperated sigh.

"Scare me? I almost pissed myself!" I said overdramatically, causing Tabia to laugh more.

"Then my costume worked! But what do you think?" she asked, stiltedly putting her arms out to the side, and limply dropping her head, mimicking the stilted apparel off a scarecrow.

"You look amazing! I love the face paint as well, you've done a great job." Beneath the paint I could see a faint blush, as Tabia crossed her arms and looked away.

"T-thank y-you," she shyly says, before gasping loudly. I look at her with confusion, but before I can act she lunges at the stove, pulling a pot off the burner as it begins to boil over. "That was close!" she sighs, holding the pot and looking back at me.

"Yeah! Thanks," I said, looking over the rest of the stuff, stirring a few of the other pots. "What are you doing here Tabia? The party isn't for another few hours."

"Oh well... I didn't have anything else to do, and I really wanted to put on my costume a-and you know... B-be around y-you..." she said, the last part in a much lower voice.

"Well, you're free to stay here. It's always nice to have you around, but I'm going to be busy here in the kitchen just so you know."

"Well duh..." she chuckles, gesturing to the chaos around her. "I can help! If you're alright with it that is."

"Thanks! That's very kind," I said, inviting her into the mess of my kitchen. Working away, the two of us made fast progress, preparing more and more stuff for the party. Mom came home, and got quite the scare when she saw Tabia in her costume, but she had bought a ton of snacks and candy, which I helped carry out of the trunk of the car and into the house, a small hill having formed in the living room due to it not fitting in the packed kitchen. Joining us in the kitchen, mom quickly took over, ordering us around and probably doubling our working pace. We were done a bit before 6:00, when the guests were to arrive, so both mom and I headed to our rooms to put on our costumes, with Tabia joining me in my room.

"You look r-really nice..." Tabia absently-minded whispered to herself, and I could see how began to drool slightly, causing me to chuckle, throwing on the green baggy T-shirt and the even baggier red pants, finding it hard to fit my 'junk' into them after my recent growth. "You l-look... Uuu-uuhhhh... M-m-m-massive..." Tabia stutters, having been fixated on my crotch ever since I had taken off my pants, and I chuckled slightly awkwardly.

"Yeah... It's a bit bothersome," I tried to joke, feeling the straining in my pants.

"I-I-I b-b-bet..." Tabia mumbled. "I-I... Excuse me, I n-n-need to... Go fix something!" Tabia nervously exclaimed, hurrying out of the room, and I could hear the hurried steps disappearing into the bathroom, the door slamming shut shortly after. I was halfway done with my hair as I heard the doorbell ring. Quickly making my way downstairs, I looked through the peephole and saw Viola standing outside, dressed in a dense black woollen coat.

"Hi Viola!" I greeted her, and her anxious expression faded into a smile.

"H-hi John. Can I come in? It's quite cold," she smiled, shaking a little and I immediately invited her in, shutting the door behind her.

"Can I take your coat?" I offered, and I could see how Viola began to blush fiercely as she quickly took a look around before sighing and whispering to herself:

"I can't believe I'm doing this..." Beginning to take her coat off, Viola looks away as the last button becomes undone, and underneath she's wearing what at first could maybe be described as a one piece swimming suit, a black one with a white area on her belly, but then the tail dropped and the cat ears headband could be made out from the inside of the coat. Viola's massive and thick thighs were completely bare and on show, one of them almost larger than a man's waist.

"W-wow..." I stuttered, taken by surprise by her costume.

"It's a bit m-much isn't it? I've got a change of clothes in my c-car and I ca-"

"No! You look very sexy!" I cut her off, reaching out to take her coat which she gives me, blushing fiercely and I take out the ears and hand them to her.

"T-thanks... Do you really think so?" Viola says, putting the cat ears on, now standing there timidly with half-trembling legs.

"Yeah! Of course I do. You're one of the sexiest women I know," I said, kissing her deeply which she eagerly held onto, putting her arms around my waist before letting go. "You can go and wait in the living room, I'll go and put your coat away." Walking behind her, I got a truly blessed view of her ass, which had only gotten bigger since the last time I saw her, jiggling wildly with each step. It has completely swallowed up the costume, her two large buttcheeks being completely bare, but with a tail that swung pretty much perfectly from her tailbone. I headed upstairs, laying the coat on my bed, before running back down and joining Viola on the couch. I could see how she longingly looked at the variety of snacks that had been put out in various bowls. "Go ahead," I said and gestured to them.

"Thanks! I've been kind of starving," Viola responded, taking a few chips and shoving them into her mouth.

"How has your attempt at tempering yourself gone?" I ask her, just as she swallows.

"W-well... As you probably know since you call almost everyday, it goes... fine," Viola says, making a weird pause.

"Fine? You said just a couple of days ago that it was going good," I said.

"Going well," Viola inputted.

"Yeah, yeah... But what changed?" I inquired, Viola squeamishly looking away.

"W-well it just so happens I-" The doorbell rings, causing Viola to jump slightly, and which also shuts her up. "I'll tell you l-later," she whispered, taking a pillow and placing it over her massive lap to try to cover herself slightly. Quickly getting up, I run up to the door and outside is Victoria, now wearing a pair of thick glasses and clad in a white jacket where under it I can spot the orange turtleneck.

"Like, thIEre you aur-ge Velma!" I greeted Victoria, trying to do my best Shaggy impression but my voice cracks as I speak, and it wasn't that good to begin with, so it just sounds... Wrong. But it did make Victoria laugh. Laugh a little too hard, causing her to cough. "Are you alright?" I ask as she slowly gathers herself, still chuckling.

"Yeah heh... But what was that voice?" she said, still almost out of herself.

"That was uhm... My Shaggy voice," I sheepishly admitted.

"THAT WAS SHAGGY?!!" Victoria blurted out, having another laughing fit.

"Hey! It wasn't unrecognisable! Come on inside, I think you're going to alert the whole neighbourhood with your hyena laugh," I joked, inviting Victoria in.

"Don't be so rude John!" I heard mom say from the stairs. Turning around, I could see mom descending the stairs, wearing a WAY to tight sexy nurse's costume. The red band around her stomach was probably stretched to its limits around her large stomach. The zipper was just above the underside of her breasts which caused them to really pop and you got a direct view into her enormous cleavage. The outfit was also relatively short, showing off her plump thighs as well. "That's no way to speak to your girlfriend. How are you Victoria?" mom asked, waving nicely as if she's oblivious to what she's wearing.

"Uhh..." I stammered, not able to quite get a comprehensive sentence out, or word for that matter, just staring in awe of her outfit. Victoria was equally as stunned, almost self consciously covering her own breasts, which were big, but nowhere near as large as moms.

"I guess the reaction is because of this," she gestures to her outfit, which I nod in response. "It was the largest size they had and although I have mixed feelings of objectifying and sluttify us nurses, I just couldn't resist buying it since it just shows off all of my assets pretty nicely." Staring at us expectantly, it takes a few seconds for us to actually answer.

"Y-yeah... It looks good..." I responded, glancing over at Victoria who was almost hypnotised by mom's cleavage, or maybe just she didn't know how to act.

"Are you gonna take Victoria's jacket?" mom asked, trying to pull the zipper up but her breasts wouldn't allow it so she just gave up, beginning to walk towards the kitchen, the lower part of her plump round butt jiggling with each step. We just stood there silent, until I absentmindedly reached out my hand to grab Victoria's jacket.

"I'll take this," I mumbled, Victoria nodding in response. Heading upstairs, I tossed her jacket onto the bed, with the others, and when walking back through the corridor towards the stairs, I could hear panting and high pitched moaning coming from the bathroom. Sneaking up to the door, I listened in, as I could not only hear her desperate moans, but also the very wet sounds of her pussy squirting.

"Aaahhh! F-f-fuck *moan* me *pant* John! P-p-p-please *moan* fuck me with your *moan* h-h-uhe-" Tabia let out a small yelp as I heard heavy splashes of water hitting the tiled floor. Tabia's whimpering moans could somewhat be heard through the wooden door. "F-fuck... I made such a big m-mess! I have to clean it up f-fast!" Tabia said exasperated, and I could hear how she began to rip off some paper towels. Not wanting to embarrass her, I decided to head downstairs and head into the kitchen, where mom was preparing an entree.

"John? Could you help me with carrying out the creamy pumpkin pastries? Wouldn't want our guests starving, and they deserve a little treat," mom said, turning around and I could see a bit of the lightly orange colored sauce around her mouth.

"Of course. But you've got a little sauce around your mouth," I said, walking over to grab the plate.

"Could you get it for me? I wouldn't want to miss anything and look like a slob in front of the others." Smiling cheekily, mom leaned in as I sighed, rolling my eyes but I couldn't contain my smile. As I was about to wipe it away with my finger, she pulled away and shook her head. "Not with your hand. With your tongue," she seductively said, staring at me with a melting gaze. Chuckling softly, I thought why not, leaning in myself as I licked the sweet and spicy sauce off her face. "Good boy," she smiled, turning around to tend to the food. Walking out with the tray, I could see how Viola and Victoria both were sitting on the couch which buckled ever slightly under their combined weight.

"I-I just can't get over the fact that you've grown so m-much Victoria!" Viola said, fidgeting nervously with a pen, twirling it between her fingers while, what almost seemed like studying, Victoria.

"Heh... Yeah it's a bit... Overwhelming I guess..." Victoria awkwardly responed. "I'm actually 5.11 ft. now-"

"5.11?!" Viola exclaimed, almost looking like she'd witnessed a horror by how taken aback she was. "Are you as t-tall as me now?" The pen experienced great stress as her fingers grew white from the pressure she put on it, looking like she would snap it in two. But as it grew closer to snapping, it instead launched like a catapult, sending it flying into my chest.

"Aaaooowww!!!" I exclaimed as the metal cap had bludgeoned my skin, causing me to momentarily lose my footing, sending two of the pastries on the tray down onto the carpeted floor, but I luckily regained my footing and kept the remaining ones on the tray.

"Oh my god! John I'm so sorry John! I didn't mean to do that!" Viola apologised, the distress in her voice painted the words heavily. She quickly got up and ran over to me as I put the tray down. "Are you alright?" Her hands were on my chest, feeling all over my torso.

"I'm fine. It surprised me was all. I mean, it's just a pen," I said, trying to calm her as she was getting pretty worked up. "Just a shame about the dropped pastries."

"Don't worry about them!" Viola said, quickly dropping to her knees as she quickly shovelled one of them into her mouth, the cream on top leaving a stain which she scooped up with her finger, sloppily licking it up. "These are so good by the way," she said, taking a hearty bite out of the other one. "I'm glad you're alright, and I'm so sorry about hurting you."

"You don't have to apologize," I said, patting her head as I could feel how she loosened up a little as she calmed down. "And Tori, please have one as well. I know how much you like pumpkin."

"They're pumpkin?" Victoria happily grabbed two as she tasted them, her eyes glistening with glee as she savoured them. "You were right Viola. They are so good! Like miniature pumpkin pie but with way more crust."

"I'm glad. And you can eat and drink whatever you like. There is more stuff coming so don't overdo it, but if you'd like anything, just ask."

"Yeah, could I get a beer or s-something..." Viola asked timidly, getting up from the floor as she seemed a bit on edge.

"Sure, I'll go get one." Bringing Viola her beer, the three of us talked for the next ten minutes, Victoria being chatty while Viola mostly sat quietly and nodded along to the things we talked about while nursing the beer. Tabia, in her scarecrow outfit finally joins us, and I can see how the face paint she had put on had begun running a little bit, forming small beads of paint on her skin. "Here, take a pastry. I was getting a little worried with how long you were gone," I said, Tabia blushing fiercely as she sat down, nibbling away at the pastry in silence.

"Your costume is really awesome by the way," Victoria chimed in, Tabia looking up at her for a split second and mumbling awkwardly:

"Thanks." I know that Tabia isn't much of a conversationalist with others, but I know that she gets very talkative when it's a topic that interests her.

"When are we going to do our marathon of the Lord of the Rings trilogy, Tori?" I asked Victoria, throwing a quick glance at Tabia who immediately snapped attentively to the new topic.

"We gotta do it soon! We still have the essay to write but maybe after that?" Victoria answered between mouthfuls of chips.

"Lord of the Rings? I love Lord of the Rings! C-could I join in on the watch through?" Tabia asks, finally joining in on the conversation.

"Of course! Which of them is your favourite movie?" Victoria asks.

"Gotta be the Fellowship, but the Return of the King is also just so good. The Two Towers is a little slow but has some really great parts to it too, like everything with Aragorn."

"Yes! He is just so..." The two of them got engulfed in their conversation, and I couldn't help but smile as Tabia seemed to at least grow more comfortable around Victoria.

The doorbell rang, and I called out that I was gonna open it. Basking in the last rays of the sun stood Emilia, her long ginger hair slightly illuminated by the warm light from the sun. Dressed in a witch's hat and a tight fitting coat, what seemed to be a man's coat, which she gripped tightly to make sure it didn't burst open due to her more than generous chest, Emilia immediately lit up when she saw me. It was still surreal to be looking up at the 6.5 ft. tall curvy woman, with the kindest eyes that looked down at me.

"Hi Emilia!" I greeted her, embracing her in a warm hug which she eagerly reciprocated.

"Hi cutie," Emilia sheepishly whispered in my ear. "I'm a little nervous to take this coat off."

"You're not the only one who had second thoughts on their outfit. I'm sure that it looks gorgeous on you." Emilia smiled, but still had a firm grasp on the fabric.

"Thanks for the encouraging words, but I think it's too much." A red hue had overtaken her face as she wrapped her arms around her body.

"Hey, if you're not up for it, we can always lend you some clothes. But I think you'd make a very sexy witch," I said, stroking her arms slowly, causing her face to shift back to a somewhat normal hue.

"I-I want to show you, but I might want to wait with the others... Am I the last one here or are we expecting any more?"

"No, you're the last one. Do you want to go up to my room to show me your costume and then we'll get you other clothes?" I asked, and Emilia nodded, still clutching tightly to the coat. Walking past the kitchen Emilia quickly greeted and waved to mom, and as Emilia saw the risque outfit that mom wore, she stopped me.

"Alexandra certainly has more courage than me with her costume," Emilia whispered.

"Well she certainly isn't shy about it." I could see the cogs turn in Emilia's head, throwing glances towards the living room where music and small talk could be heard. "What do you want to do?"

"I-I-I don't k-know... My heart's pounding really fast heh..." she nervously responded, fanning her face with her hand.

"If you feel this nervous right now, let's get you into something more comfortable. That coat must be pretty warm." Nodding in response, Emilia and I headed upstairs without saying hi to the others. Getting into my room and shutting the door, I waited with bated breath as Emilia opened up the coat, revealing her two massive breasts that practically spilled out of the green dress top. Letting the coat fall to the ground, Emilia awkwardly struck a pose, showing off her costume. The costume itself was a green dress without sides at the hips, showing off her large and plump thighs which pudged out from a pair of high stockings. The plump belly on which rested the two huge breasts stretched the dress a bit, which was fully expected. Her long ginger hair reached down past her knees at this point, obscuring parts of her outfit.

"Wow..." was all I could utter as I was taken aback by her. With a few seconds passing in complete silence, as Emilia defensively put her arms over her chest to try to cover them a bit, I broke it. "You are super gorgeous! That outfit is just... You look so hot in it to be blunt," I said, which caused Emilia to softly laugh.

"T-thank you heh... Is it too much?" she asked, giving me a small spin, as I saw her fat, shapely butt that had swallowed her panties.

"The others would die of jealousy and be awestruck," I said, walking up and kissing her deeply, which she had to bend down ever so slightly to do so.

"Well I appreciate the kind words hun," Emilia smiled. "And I can wear this whenever you want, when we're alone. But I'd really like to get a change of clothes." Going over to mom's room, we got Emilia a change of clothes, trading out the tight dress for a slightly less tight green sweater, because her tits are too large to make regular clothing fit normally, and a pair of loose grey sweatpants that were a bit too short on her long legs. "Well, at least I feel a little better about going down there."

"You'll do great. They are very nice people," I said, taking Emilia's hand which calmed her, and we headed downstairs. All eyes locked onto us as we entered the room, Victoria waving politely as she saw Emilia. I saw Viola's eyes flare up for a brief second as she took in Emilia's curvy body, sighing quietly to herself. "Well... Now that everyone is here, just a quick introduction is probably in order," I said, a bit unsure of how to proceed, even though this very scene has been a constant haunting for the past few days. Everyone goes around and introduces themselves, but no one really shares that much else, just smiling politely, except Viola who has her lips pressed to a bottle.

"So... How did all of you meet John?" Victoria asked, and I gave her a thankful smile for taking some initiative. "I-I can go first since I'm his f-first I g-g-guess..." Victoria awkwardly fumbled through the sentence, seeming a little unsure about talking about herself that way. "W-w-well me and John are in the same course in university, and at the beginning of the pandemic when we didn't know what the virus did. I mean- Knew less heh... I- I uhm... was caught eating and... and uhh..." Victoria's face grew red, hiding her face with her hair, holding it like a veil. "Gosh it's embarrassing but... He caught me e-eating and t-t-touching myself in an empty lecture hall and he... helped m-me... Someone else go please..." she said, hiding her face even more. Walking over to her, I put my arm around her. As she buries her face in my neck I whispered:

"Thank you."

"W-well... Me and John were friends when we were younger but then we grew apart... Until recently that is. And... that's it I guess," Tabia said, looking down into the ground after she was done speaking.

"Emilia?" I asked, nudging her to speak up.

"Oh well... I've known Alexandra for a few years, but it wasn't until recently that I got to know John personally. You know, I think that the first time I met him was when he was peeping over my backyard fence as I was uuhm... getting fucked," Emilia said, laughing awkwardly but it was a hit. Victoria laughed hard, Tabia blushed and tired to hide her laughter but it was little to no avail. Viola got beer in the wrong pipe, coughing and laughing as I sat there beet red in the face.

"You peeped on her?!" Victoria asked, laughing so much that she had to catch her breath.

"I-I uhh... yes..." I said with a low voice, and Emilia was blushing hard as well.

"Sorry John..." she said with a resourceful voice, but I assured her it was fine.

"Who were you fucking?" Viola asked, and Emilia sighed.

"My husband. But I don't know why really, and regret it so... I remember I was so horny, but he's been cheating on me for a good while so... John treats me much better and... Well, I'm actually getting a divorce."

"You are?" mom asked, who had popped her head out to see what all the laughter was coming from, and Emilia nodded, a wide smile on her face as she faced me. "I'm happy for you Emilia! You deserve so much better than that horrid man."

"Thank you Alexandra, I took your advice. But anyway, I formally met John when I was gardening, and I needed his help pulling up a bastard of a root. And in the process he fainted from the strain and was bedridden for a couple of days."

"Yeah right! Have you gotten that checked out at a doctor yet?" Victoria asked me, a look of worry in her eyes as she stroked my arm.

"No, not yet, but I will... someday." Victoria throws an angry glance at me as she pouts, but lets the topic be for now. "But Viola! You're the only one left." Viola tensed up, swallowing a large mouthful of beer before taking a deep breath.

"Right... John is one of my students... Victoria as well, and uhm... I kept John behind one day as I, well.... I thought he was really handsome and I just... Yeah, you know..." Viola said, ending her sentence by taking a swig.

"Great! I uhh... I just wanted to make sure that everyone here is, you know, okay with the uhmm... situation that we are in." The others nod and agree, if a bit begrudgingly, especially Viola and Emilia. Mom headed back into the kitchen, but the awkward silence didn't last long.

"Why aren't you in a costume?" Tabia asks Emilia, who blushes in response.

"Oh I uhh... The costume wasn't all that appropriate and I would die of embarrassment if I wore it in front of you all," Emilia admitted with a tinge of shame in her voice. "But yours is really great. Where did you get it?"

"I uhm... I made it heh..." Tabia couldn't help but smile at the compliment.

"You made that? It's really well made! Sells the scary scarecrow feeling well." Conversation filled the living room for the next half an hour, everyone snacking away while talking about the general areas of their lives such as work, family and general interests. The ceramic bowls that once were filled with chips and candy were depleted and refilled, the women going through it quickly as they kept chatting. My heart lightened as they at least seemed to get along somewhat. At around 7:00, I presented the Halloween quiz that I had prepared.

"It's a quiz about all manner of things Halloween, and I put the questions in a very beautiful powerpoint," I said, presenting one of the ugliest powerpoint slides that have graced the earth. "It's a mix of Halloween movies, some monster stuff because we need to have that and then some other stuff." The others had been given a small whiteboard from another quiz game that we owned, which they would write down their answer and then announce it.

"Which Halloween movie features characters who get picked off one by one for breaking specific 'rules' of horror movies?"

And all of them except Viola wrote down Scream, which is correct. The questions kept on rolling.

"What is a group of witches called?"

Emilia and Tabia wrote down the correct answer of coven. Emilia kept on getting question after question correct, especially with all of the movie and pop culture related ones, while Tabia shined in the monster and history parts. In the middle of the game, Victoria spoke up:

"Viola is cheating! She searched up the answer to the question!" All eyes locked on Viola who sighed and held up her hands.

"Sorry... It's just..." Her eyes darted up at me, but then down ashamedly. "I- I'm sorry. Won't happen again." Remorse coated her words, and it almost seemed like she was about to cry but swallowed it down. Not wanting to bring any more attention to her right now so that she wouldn't feel singled out, I decided to move on.

"What vegetable was used to carve jack-o'-lanterns before pumpkins?" Noone got that one, so I showed them the horrific photos of carved turnips that got a fun reaction from everyone. The game continued on as before, and in the end I got to announce the winner.

"With a staggering point total of 22... is Emilia the winner!" Polite applause 'erupted' for Emilia, who received them with a courteous bow. I walked over and gave her a big kiss as the reward, which she happily held onto a little longer than expected.

"You killed it with all the movie trivia. Are you a big movie buff?" Victoria asked Emilia.

"Well I spend a lot of my days watching a lot of film, so I'd guess so. I love horror, so it's good that most of the film questions were about that heh," she said.

"Horror is pretty cool. But not like the jumpscare ones. Not because I get scared, just I find them very repetitive," Tabia chimed in. I was about to check in on Viola who was still very quiet, but I then heard mom calling for me from the kitchen. Throwing a concerned glance at Viola who didn't notice it, I then quickly made my way to the kitchen. I was immediately hit with all different kinds of heavenly smells, and I felt the heat from the open oven which was almost full, a single layer free.

"Good! Could you take over with finishing the risotto? You gotta stir it and add in more stock until it thickens," mom quickly instructed, chopping up a few different vegetables that all get thrown into a tray and then into the oven in one fell swoop. I immediately jumped over to the stove and began stirring.

"It looks great! You are truly a wonderworker in the kitchen," I said, and I received a kiss on the cheek from her.

"Thank you sweetie. You're not too bad yourself. How are they holding up out there?"

"I think that it's going well. The quiz went well and they really enjoyed the pumpkin treats."

"That's great to hear! And yeah, they are just so addicting, and there is more pumpkin to go around," she said, picking up one of the pastries and taking a savoury bite out of it. "Gosh it's good!" Mom is a sucker for pumpkin, so it's no wonder that she has made several pumpkin pies and has it in what I can only estimate as 70% of all the dishes.

"Have you been snacking much?" I asked, teasingly wrapping my hands around her wait and giving her belly a playful squeeze.

"Just a little bit. I have been too focused on the cooking so there's not been much time for eating."

"Would you like to indulge a little bit?" I teasingly whispered in her ear, causing shudders to run through her body.

"You can feed me anything," she whispered back, as she went over to the table which was covered in plates and dishes that were all covered in foil to keep the food warm, and took a seat. As she sat down, the red band that's around her belly digs into her fat belly a fair bit, causing her to adjust it a bit. Walking over to one of the pumpkin pies, I took off the foil and grabbed both a cake cutter and one of the cans of whipped cream. Cutting into the orange filling, I took out a nice slice and placed it on a plate, before feeding it to her with a spoon. "Don't forget about the whipping cream," she said between spoonfuls. Spraying on whipping cream, she eagerly opened her mouth as bite after bite disappeared. I cut another piece, then another, followed by four more. Mom's appetite seemed to not slow down as she consumed more and more pie, and as she had finished the whole pie she let out a satisfied sigh.

"Do you want more?" I asked, getting down on my knees in between her legs, putting my hands on her tummy, feeling the cheap and coarse fabric of the nurse costume, massaging it gently.

"Always. But you'll have to be *moan* quick... The last of the food is almost done I believe," she said, moaning softly as my hands caressed her. Grabbing a packet of store-bought chocolate chip cookies, I opened it, and on each one I put more whipping cream on. "Oh you know how to please a wo-" I shoved a cookie into her mouth, the surprise quickly turned into satisfied moans as she chewed quickly.

"As you said, we gotta be quick," I said and mom eagerly nodded. Beginning to stuff her, each cookie entered her voracious mouth quicker than the last.

"Shove *moan* two in at the same time *moan* please!" she begged, which I obliged by making a cookie sandwich with the cream for the last for cookies. "Fuck this *groan* band is annoying... I *moan* want to *groan* burst it off with just *moan* my belly." An intense stare, like fire, was aimed at me, with a smile that could seduce even the most faithful of men. "Feed *moan* me *moan* more sweetie..." Looking around for something big and fatty to satisfy mom, I remember that she had bought a cheesecake. Running over to get it, mom practically cheered out of giddiness as she saw what I had brought.

"Open up," I said, cutting a piece and grabbing it with my hand as I shoved it into her drooling mouth which she energetically bit into.

"This is *moan* so intoxicatingly good!" she moaned, licking her lips as another piece got brought to them. Biting into the creamy piece, more and more got put away. But the energy began to fade after the third piece. The vigor drained, mom panted after each bite, and she cursed the band for getting snugger with each band but not relenting. And neither was she. With pure determination, and heavy slow bites, she managed to stuff down an additional two smaller slices of the dense cheesecake. And with almost half the cheesecake devoured, and mom who looked like she was about to go into hibernation until spring, one last exhale caused the band's velcro band to rip open as the belly of hers was too much to be contained. Spilling out into her lap, I felt the taught skin filled with sweets heave up and down, and not but a few seconds later the timer went off. "Oooohhh John... C-can you take care of w-what's *groan* left?" she mumbled, rubbing her stuffed belly.

"Of course." Finishing up, I started to carry out the larger meals into the living room, the others immediately gathering around the table. From chicken pot pie, to the silly bell pepper jack-o-lanterns that had fallen apart slightly which was my artistic work for the day, the spread and amount of food was large, and the appetites of the four guests were even larger.

"This looks delicious!" Emilia cooed, taking a seat as she was eyeing the feast before her.

"It's really something. It all looks very good..." Viola said, almost in a hypnotic trance as she took in the banquet. I brought out more and more trays, the dinner table slowly but surely becoming buried beneath the landscape of bowls, trays and plates that contained food fit to feed a whole party. The living room quickly began filling up with an assortment of heavenly smells as each dish was revealed.

"Have you and Alexandra really made all of this?" Victoria asked.

"Yes we have, although some of it is *groan* store bought and plated," mom said as she made her entrance, supporting herself against the wall as she looked like a hot, satisfied mess. Her stuffed belly was very eye drawing, as it filled out the nurse outfit, causing her breasts that once were popping to not be magnetic as they were before. Huffing and groaning, she made her way over to the table and hit the chair with a heavy thud, and I could see the glistening sweat sparkling on her forehead, no doubt from the hot atmosphere in the kitchen.

"Someone has already done a bit of eating I see," Emilia pointed out and mom just laughed.

"Boons of being the chef. But please *huff* dig in. I hope that it will taste good," mom said, leaning back in the chair as she cradled her food baby. Without anything holding them back, the women quickly began to load up their plates, stacking them full. They were all over the food, complimenting me and mom's cooking, as they grabbed more and more. There was light and polite discussion happening, mostly between Emilia, Victoria, mom and me, but I could not have been prepared for what came next.

"H-how did you get such huge breasts?" Tabia said, mostly to herself, as she stared with bewilderment at Emilia's aforementioned huge breasts that stretched the borrowed sweater. The table became silent for a brief moment, with Emilia choking on the wine she was currently drinking, making her cough, while Victoria and mom couldn't help but burst out laughing. Tabia must have realized that everyone had heard what she said and froze up as she put her hands over her reddening face. "S-s-s-ssssorry," she whispered. Recovering after the shock, Emilia fanned herself with her hand as she couldn't help but chuckle.

"No no... It's uhm... It's alright, no need to heh... Apologize Tabia," Emilia said in a flustered state.

"Yeah no, it's a *hick* fair qvuestion," Viola chimed in, her words now a little dragging as she seemed a little buzzed. "I mean damn! They are... What? Bigger than your head? What have you *hick* been dooen girl?"

"Oohh heh- I don't uhh... know really... Eating well I uhh suppose," Emilia awkwardly said, placing her hands somewhat defensive on top of her chest.

"Y-yeah, but you got like, lucky and all... Most of the weight has gone to ma lower half..." Taking another deep sip from the wine, Viola was spirling maybe just a tad bit.

"How about I get you some water Viola," I said, and she nodded somewhat reluctantly. Pouring a glass for her, she accepted it. "A-anyway, the weight looks great on you Viola. On all of you, as well."

"Well we all know how much you like it John. You really enjoy seeing us full and satisfied," Victoria teases, and the others laugh softly and agree, causing me to go red.

"Awwww come on John. We're just teasing you. Although it's true, we know how obsessed you are with our ever growing bodies," mom said, taking a quick playful jab at me as she squeezed her large breasts together, causing her to accidentally spurt out some milk which stained her costume, and she quickly tried to cover it up. At least the mood had returned to the joyful and fun one after the short, awkward break, and it continued that way all throughout. Listening to music and observing how all of them continued eating, loading up plate after plate, except for mom who barely had finished her first plate, I was thankful that almost everything had so far gone just as planned. Although the smallest, in regards to height and weight, Tabia was an absolute machine when it came to eating. Constantly shovelling food into her voracious mouth, she had by far eaten the most during the first half hour of the dinner, constantly throwing glances my way as she couldn't help but give me shy smiles. But, her tenacity had a large downside, as she quickly reached her limit. Her large, taught round gut pushed against the table's edge as she lay defeated in her chair, breathing heavily and groaning softly as the rest of the women continued eating.

As the dinner rolled on, and the deep dishes were emptied like the water levels in a sink when you remove the stopper in a basin, and one by one, the guests all reached a comfortable limit, and I suspect that all of them wanted to eat a little extra because they know I like it. Once I'd finished eating, I got busy, carrying out and replacing some of the platters, washing the used ones and I watched as the piles grew taller in the kitchen, the dishwasher always humming in the background.

"I think we'll *groan* wait with dessert for just a bit," mom laughed softly, getting up while holding her belly, walking over to the couch and carefully sitting herself down.

"Y-yeah... Sounds *groan* good..." Victoria groaned, her awkwardly readjusting the orange turtleneck as she finished off the remaining soda in her glass.

"Hey John..." Viola whispered, pulling on my shirt. "I-I uhm... Need to go to the bathvoom but... I have a hard time *hic* standing up, could you uhm..."

"Of course I'll help you," I whispered back, Viola nodding gratefully as I wrapped my arm around her as I escorted her to the bathroom. I could feel how she wobbled a bit, the alcohol definitely having been a bit too much for her. As we got to the bathroom, Viola leaned in.

"I didn't really need the *hic* help but I... I wanted to apologize f-phor how I behaved... I shouldn't have commented and *hic* said those things," Viola whispered in my ear, looking over to make sure no one could hear her.

"It's okay, but you should be saying this to Emilia, not me," I said and Viola nodded.

"You're right... I just don't... I don't want you to feel- No, I don't want you to think that I'm a bad and *hic* rude person John..." she sheepishly admitted.

"I don't think that you are any of those things. You're amazing, and really sexy. I love your large thighs and huge butt, you know that." Viola looked up at me with a large smile, pouting her lips as she leaned up to kiss me, which I gladly did.

"Well thank you. But now, if you excuse me, I do really need to use the bathroom." Stepping inside, hitting one side of the frame with her wide hip, she closed the door. I also needed to go to the toilet, so running upstairs I quickly locked the door to the upstairs bathroom where I detected the still lingering scent of a woman's pussy juices, immediately thinking back to Tabia's prompt to visit to the bathroom before. I felt my cock stir slightly but I just used the toilet, washed my hands and left, where I was immediately greeted by Victoria.

"Hi-hi..." she said, smiling awkwardly as she squirmed in her place.

"Hi you too," I responded, Victoria softly giggling to herself. "What is it Tori?"

"Not Tori. I'm Velma, Shaggy- And don't do the voice please, I would die..." she said, the latter part she whispered while giggling on the verge of laughter. "And we're all alone in this 'Haunted House' and we should probably search the premises together, now that we've split from the rest of the gang. Don't you think?" Putting her hands on my chest, she looked up at me with a mischievous smile, and I could feel her stuffed belly press into mine.

"And where do you think we should uhm... explore first?" I asked, and Victoria quickly grabbed my hand, leading me away from the bathroom.

"The bedroom of course. Now quick, come!" Dragging me with her into my room, she shut the door behind us and she immediately jumped at me, kissing me passionately as we moved over to the bed. "I'm *moan* really horny and hot right now and I need to take of this *moan* itchy sweater!" she moaned, fighting with the sweater which eventually she managed to get off, revealing her nice large chest contained in a cute white bra, and her large stuffed belly, the roundness of it making it look like she'd swallowed a large ball. "P-please take off your pants J-John! I need your cock!" Unbuckling the belt and hastily pulling down my pants, I looked on as Victoria slid her skirt down her plump, fat thighs and undid her bra, throwing it away.

"Wow, you look sexy," I said, leaning back on the bed as I admired her curvy body.

"T-thanks. You look really hot as well," she said, walking over closer to me, before dropping down between my legs. "No underw- Wait?! Your b-balls are frickin huge?! When did this happen?" Victoria exclaimed, lifting them up as she felt their weight.

"R-recently... Underwear doesn't uhm... currently fit me heh..." I awkwardly chuckled, enjoying the feeling having my balls fondled by her,

"Pfft... Show off," she laughed, taking my half erect cock in her mouth as she began to suck on it. "H-have you grown in this area as *moan* well?" she asked as my cock grew more erect, slowly but surely filling her mouth as she had to take it out of there to not choke. "WTF?!!! You're massive?!"

"Y-y-yeah..." Stroking me eagerly, Victoria brought me to full mast, and she stared at it with big eyes. Without a word, she opened her mouth wide as she started to guide it into her mouth. Sounds of struggle could be heard as she got my massive head into her warm mouth, beginning to push it deeper and deeper, gagging from the sheer girth of it. But as she neared the halfway mark, it suddenly stopped as it just became too much. Quickly pulling out, feeling the light scraping of her teeth running against the skin of my dick, Victoria coughs with delight as she quickly gathers herself.

"Holy fuuhh... I just... I'm in disbelief really. But I know that I need it inside of me now!" Managing to awkwardly shift herself on top of me with her large belly, she removed her panties in the process as she sat herself down, grabbing my length as she pushed it into her dripping wet pussy. "Oohoooo!!!" she gasped loudly as she sunk down, my cock filling up her tight entrance completely. "It's *moan* so *gasp* huuugeee!" she exclaims, as she moans with shallow breaths as she sinks lower. I grabbed onto her thighs, feeling the soft flesh in between my fingers, helping her take more and more of it. Her wetness lubricated my shaft, allowing her to take more and more. "You're so *moan* thick. You fill me up so *moan' so much John!"

"Are you okay?" I asked, and she just laughed a slightly manic laugh.

"I'm okay! It just *moan* hurts a little bit but it's *moan* so good!" I could feel her stopping, and started to frantically grind up and down, bending and jerking my cock back and forth as she moaned louder and louder, until I could feel her legs shake as she squirts hard. Her liquid shot out onto my shirt, staining the green fabric as she laughed triumphantly, barely keeping herself upright. "Oh fuck... That felt *moan* so good... But I need m-more..." If it was because of the juices, or because of her newfound determination, Victoria managed to easily slide down to the bottom of my shaft, sitting on her knees on either side of my torso.

"Damn you *moan* feel good around me," I moaned, Victoria leaning over, but her belly kept her from reaching too low as it quickly hit my chest. Smiling down at me with sparkling eyes, I could smell her intoxicating scent fill my head, telling me to buck up into her. The room quickly got filled by our moaning and grunting, the loud claps of Victoria's fat ass slamming against me rhythmically added a beat to our love filled action that grew faster and faster in tempo. Victoria rode me for the next 10 or so minutes, cumming and squealing happily as she bounced intensely on my thick rod. "I'm getting closer!" I moaned out, Victoria letting out a small cheer as she clenched hard around my cock, massaging it harder than before as I could tell she was eager to receive my load.

"You'll have to *moan* pull me off you! I-I- I can't do it *moan* myself! Then I want to *moan* swallow it *moan* all!" Victoria moaned, her legs shaking as she kept on cumming. I grabbed her forcefully, and lifted her up, and although she is quite heavy, I managed to break the deep connection of our intimacy, and as I felt the cold air hit the glistening liquid. Victoria quickly got on all fours, grunting as her full belly hit the wet mattress, and started vigorously jerking me off. Her small hands easily slid up and down my long shaft, one of her hands could barely reach two thirds of the way around my girth. "Cum for me John! Cum for me please! I need it so badly!" she pleaded, stroking me faster and faster, until my balls swelled, shooting long and thick strings of cum onto Tori's face. Opening her mouth, Victoria quickly locked her lips around the head and eagerly gulped down load after load after load, as I kept on shooting out more cum. The amount could probably be approximated to fill a thermos, and after I was done, Victoria let out a satisfied sigh, scooping up the mess I'd left on her face and chest and licked it clean.

"That was... great," I softly moaned, Victoria giggling and nodding.

"And you're still hard so maybe we could have a quicker round two?" she teasingly suggested, grabbing my rock hard cock and stroking it, licking it temptingly.

"Y-yeah..." I moaned, her small agile tongue driving me crazy with lust, as I sat myself up and pushed her on her back, leaning over her as she shyly smiled, quick, excited breaths coming from the cum hungry woman under me. Guiding my cock into her, we began again, now being a little more quiet so as to not draw attention to us, but that wouldn't last long as a few minutes later, the music and chatter from downstairs suddenly grew louder and more clear.

"John?" Quickly turning around, I saw how Emilia had stepped in, and as she saw me and Victoria she quickly covered her eyes. "Oh Jesus! I'm so sorry!"

"Emilia! Uhh..." I said, awkwardly halfway still inside of Victoria. Victoria's head gently fell to the side as she laid down on the mattress, catching the embarrassed expression on Emilia's face.

"I-I should go..." Emilia sheepishly said, beginning to turn around when Victoria says:

"O-or you c-could *moan* j-join us?" Emilia froze up in the doorway, then turned around.

"I-I don't uhmmm... I'm not really sure or c-comfortable with doing a t-threesome... So uhm..." Emilia awkwardly stuttered, crossing her arms under her large chest, creating an even more visible boobshelf.

"T-t-that's okay. But I c-could uhm... Like just watch as you two *moan* f-fuck," Victoria moaned, rubbing her clit slowly, clearly getting excited by the idea. Emilia was stunned by this proposal, but I could tell that she was silently contemplating the idea. Victoria moved away from me, sliding my cock out of her and moved off the bed. "H-he's *moan* all yours," Victoria quietly moaned to Emilia, her hand still rubbing herself softly. Emilia's big green eyes were fixated on mine, an expression of longing lust draped her face.

"O-okay..." she finally said, walking over to me with long steps, her curvaceous body jiggling with each impact, with her stuffed belly making it look like she was pregnant, well, further along in her pregnancy than she currently is. "W-will you help me remove my clothes?" she asked, which I quickly obliged her in. Taking off the tight clothes which almost were stuck to her body, her plumpness spilling out as the edge of the fabric got pulled back and revealing her huge freckled breasts. "Quickly! Remove this damn bra. It's really bothersome." With a snap, I could see an instant wave of relaxation hit Emilia as she was freed from the way too tight bra, her large pink nipples now free.

"Wanna get on the bed?" I asked, and she nodded, her large body sank down a bit as she sat herself down, and I crawled over her, and started to kiss her deeply.

"O-oooohh fuuuhhh..." I heard Victoria moan, and throwing a quick glance I could see her taking a seat in my chair, fingering herself as she watched us. I could feel Emilia being a little uneasy, trying to catch glimpses of what Victoria was doing so gently moved some long strands of hair out of her face.

"Just focus on us. What would you like to do?" I said to her, caressing her cheek as her attention got focused solely on me again.

"A-a-ahh... C-could you... play with my h-huge breasts?" Emilia whispered, and I nodded, my hand sinking into her enormous tit as I massaged and teased her nipple. "I-I wish I c-c-could give you s-some m-m-milk right now, b-b-but I drained them b-b-before coming here," she whispered, moaning softly as she revealed in the sensation. Nonetheless I started sucking softly on her breasts, twisting and toying with the other one gently, causing shivers to run through Emilia. Her fingers moved down between her legs, and for the next five minutes or so we laid there like that, with Victoria quietly pleasuring herself next to us. But we eventually got riled up to the point where Emilia was desperate for my cock, grinding her pussy against my leg as she whimpered: "P-please fuck me *moan* John! I need to feel that huge *whimper* cock of yours deep in me. Please!" Needing no further convincing, I gently moved my way firmly between her legs, putting her long legs over my shoulders as I entered her wet and craving pussy. "Y-you are *gasp* so big!" she gasped, moaning softly as she writhed in pleasure.

"Oh I k-know!" Victoria moaned longingly, rubbing herself faster and faster as she intently looked on. Now beginning to thrust into her, I continued to tease her nipples, although the tall hill that was her belly was in the way for me to continue to suck on her hard nipples. Her soft moans and grunts spurred me on, as did Victoria's heavy panting and moaning from behind me. I could hear how Victoria squirted violently once, the liquid hitting the floor with an audible splash. The tight walls of her pussy clenched hard around my cock, begging me to stay inside her as she came again and again. As our bodies were interlocked for the next 15 minutes or so, the time window of probable belief was growing ever slimmer as the others would definitely come looking for us soon, so I began to increase my pace.

"Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Fuck me! Yes! Yes! Please! P-please John! Fuck m-me *moan* harder!" Emilia moaned, her fat and delicious body jiggling with each thrust. Playing and squeezing her own breasts, it was like she was trying to mold them into clay sculptures.

"C-cum in *moan* her! Oh p-please *moan* f-f-fill her *moan* with your hot *moan* cum!" Victoria moaned, and I heard how she was slapping and fingering herself vigorously, building up to a huge orgasm herself. Each thrust into her plump bottom brought me closer and closer to the sweet, sweet release.

"Cum in me! Cum in me! Do it n-naow!" Emilia moaned, her pussy squeezing my cock like it was trying to choke it, and with the added resistance, I felt how I exploded inside her. An audible gasp from Emilia followed by a triumphant sigh of satisfaction drove Victoria over the edge, as she moaned loudly as she squirted all over the floor, falling exhausted back in the chair as she breathed heavily. All of us were quiet for the following minute, Emilia's pussy not wanting to let me go just yet as I kept leaking out more batter into her.

"T-t-that was... sooooo hot," Victoria whispered, Emilia being too out of it to hear it. "You two are... really h-hot to w-watch." I chuckled, slowly pulling out of Emilia, my cum-covered cock emerging together with small spillage.

"Does the audience want to lick this off?" I teasingly asked, presenting her with my cock.

"God yes! B-but you'll have to come over here. I'm too exhausted to stand *sigh* right now." Walking over to her, Victoria eagerly began to lap it up, her tongue travelling along the whole length, sucking on the head and making sure to get all of it. "Y-you taste sooooo good..."

"They'll soon wonder where *groan* we are," Emilia said, awkwardly sitting herself up, keeping a hand over her pussy to keep the massive load inside her.

"Yeah, and I think we need to quickly clean up as well," I said, looking at the mess on the floor. We quickly gathered ourselves, me and Victoria standing behind to clean up the mess as Emilia headed downstairs. "You uhm... Really seemed to enjoy yourself," I said as I was wiping her fluids off the wooden floor.

"H-heh... M-maybe I was, wasn't I? B-but you were just really h-hot taking her big body like that." The two of us laughed, and I gave her a quick kiss as we then headed downstairs to rejoin the party. When we entered the room, all eyes were drawn to us, and mom raised an eyebrow while smiling knowingly.

"My my, you were gone a while," mom said, stuffing a handful of sour candy into her mouth. "Did you do something fun?" Mom did a little snickering, enjoying our awkward squirming a bit too much.

"Oh we know! We can *hic* smell the sex on the three of you," Viola blurted out, sitting leaned against the table with her head resting in the palm of her hand, letting her bloated belly rest in her lap, almost tipping over. The three of us blushed, like we'd been caught with our pants down.

"Well it's fine. I don't blame you for wanting to be John. He's uhm... Pretty good," mom said, almost biting her tongue as she fumbled over her words. "Anyway, we are still holding off just a bit longer on dessert, so you can come and take a seat if you want." The party continued on, mom and Victoria getting engulfed in a weirdly cryptic conversation about Victoria's family, while I quietly sat next to them. I did notice however how Tabia was quietly standing by herself in the corner by the snacks table, where she'd been since we rejoined, munching on something every now and again while swaying in rhythm to the music. I was just about to go over to her, when Emilia walked up to her.

"You like the music?" Emilia carefully approached, Tabia craning her neck up to meet Emilia's kind eyes. "I like to listen to punk and stuff."

"Y-you like punk?" Tabia asked, a surprised tone carrying her words. I was surprised as well.

"I'm from Ireland. Growing up I took after ma da, who really hung onto the music. I really like to listen to it when I garden, but I mostly play other more 'calm' stuff if I have a speaker as to not upset the neighbours. You know that plants grow better if you play music for them. Got any bands you like?"

"Y-y-yeah! Some like..." Their conversation escalated from there, and a smile couldn't be repressed as I watched the two of them hit it off somewhat. Continuing to idly sit and half listen in on the conversations around me, I wasn't expecting what came next:

"... isn't his dick just so huge now?"

"Y-yeah, it uhm... I couldn't even take it halfway..." Victoria embarrassingly answered mom's question, the two of them gossiping about me right next to me.

"Halfway? I couldn't even fit his... His head in my mouth!" mom exclaimed, drawing the attention of everyone around, turning my face beet red.

"W-what couldn't fit?" Tabia asked curiously, which also made Viola perk up, standing up from the chair, the seat she sat on was practically hidden underneath her wide and large butt.

"Yeah? What didn't *hic* fit?" Viola asked, wobbling up to us as her footing was unsure.

"Oh well... Sorry John. We uhm... Talked about how huge his c-cock has gotten and that... Heh... Uhm, neither Victoria or I could uhm... Fully take him, orally," mom said, flustered beyond belief, which then spread to every other woman in the room.

"Bullshit... That can't *moan* be true," Viola said, staring with great intent at my crotch. "He can't *moan* be that *moan* b-big..." I could hear mom snicker, putting a hand on my crotch and stroking it through my pants.

"W-what-" I asked surprised, feeling her small hand knead my thickness slowly.

"If you're so sure about it, why don't you try it?" mom taunted teasingly, Viola's cheeks glowing red at the proposal. "Go on, go to a room and see for yourself..." I could tell that mom had had a bit too much to drink as well, and I was about to protest when Viola walked over to me and grabbed my wrist, attempting to pull me to my feet but failing.

"C-c-come on," Viola whispered, urging me to follow her. I stood up and looked at the rest before walking away with her.

"Have fun," mom called after, leaving a stunned audience behind. Walking up to my room, we shut the door behind us as Viola squirmed in her place, rubbing her huge thighs together. Looking up at me, it was clear that she wanted me to initiate, so taking a step closer to her, I put my hands on her wide hips and leaned in to kiss her. Viola eagerly kissed me back, her hands excitedly wrapping around me and rubbing my back.

"You know... I really did enjoy you *kiss* feeding and fucking me, when you were at my place. Especially the *kiss* feeding part. I felt so *kiss* pampered and *kiss* sexy when you idolized and cared for me like that," she whispered, moaning softly in my ear.

"I'll gladly do that again," I said, Viola giggling in response and I could feel how one of her hands grabbed my butt, while the other nervously rubbed my crotch, but she accidentally started rubbing one of my balls, sending tingles running through me.

"W-w-wait... Is that your b-b-b-balls?!" she asked, looking up at me with a stunned expression, which I nodded in response. "T-t-that can't be..." she whispered, both of her hands eagerly moving to unbuckle my belt as she dropped down to her knees. Pulling down my pants, she let out a lustful gasp. With some incomprehensible mumbling, she began kissing and stroking me, taking deep sniffs of my length as I began to grow larger and larger. "Fuck you smell *sniff* sooooo good! And you're *moan* so huge!" she moaned, her soft tongue gliding along the length further, and further up. Viola's hands are quite small, so as my cock grew thicker and thicker, it almost became to the point where her fingers couldn't reach around, causing her body to convulse in a small orgasm as she sized me up.

"Do you think you're ready?" I asked her, and I could see how she hesitated.

"I'm not... I'm not sure..." she whispered, and I could feel her hot breath on it. "B-b-but it l-l-looks really yummy..." Pulling the eleven inches down towards her mouth, she gaped as much as possible as she began to push her mouth against the head of my cock. Her lips stretched wide, and it almost looked like they were about to snap from the tension as she couldn't get it to easily fit. "You're too big! It *moan* hurts to fit you in," she moaned, licking the corners of her lips, as she lifted and weighed my cock in her hands.

"Then maybe you shouldn't do it if it hurts," I said, stroking her hair gently.

"No! I'll do it! I just need to..." Viola spits on the tips, rubbing it in as she spits some more. "... lube it up a bit." For the next couple of minutes, she tried to get it to fit in her tight mouth, but no matter how much she wanted it, she just couldn't. "AAUUGHHH!" she cried out, clearly pissed off. "Fucking-" Viola cut herself off, keeping in the full dictionary of swear words known to man.

"Are you alright?" I asked, and she pouted.

"I need some air," she said, walking out and as she opened her door she jumped in shock. "Jesus I didn't... John, you've got an eager visitor. Excuse me," she said, walking away. Curiously watching the door, I saw how Tabia peeked her head in, her jaw dropping as she saw my cock.

"H-hi Tabia," I said, as she stood frozen in the doorway. "Do you want to come in?" She nodded slowly, taking a slow step in and shutting the door behind her. Slowly walking towards me, it was like she was approaching a guarded object, as she was almost on guard with how careful she was.

"W-wow you're b-b-big..." she said in a low voice, reaching out with a trembling hand but stopping herself.

"Yeah, I've heard that a few times," I responded, carefully taking Tabia's hand as I felt it shaking. "What did you want?"

"Ohh... Uhm... I w-wanted to uhh... D-d-do the same as Viola..." Tabia whispered, hungrily looking down at my cock, drool running down her chin. I couldn't help but chuckle, but I just quickly kissed her. "And hearing her..." She didn't finish her sentence, as all her focus seemingly went to her pussy.

"I won't complain, so... You can uhm... Start if you want." Dropping to her knees, Tabia started to eagerly lick it, massaging and playing with my grapefruit sized balls as she looked like an eager dog with her lapping. Her beautiful brown eyes were filled with adoration as she wrapped her lips around my head. The inside of her mouth was incredibly wet, and although I wasn't expecting her smaller frame to be able to take much, Tabia started to push herself down on my cock. With a lot of gagging and moaning, Tabia slowly inched her way down, and I could see a clearly visible bulge in her throat as she got more and more down her voracious throat. "H-holy f-fuck..." I moaned, feeling her skilled throat squeeze my thickness as it contracted and released, while she quickly pushed past the halfway mark, with no sign of stopping.

Drool ran down my shaft, and her muffled words and gurgling told me how much she was enjoying this. I just enjoyed the pleasure of her tight throat, and as she neared the last couple of inches she wrapped her arms around my butt, and used the leverage to push herself all the way to my base. Her muffled cheers were very cute, and then I watched as Tabia started to gingerly stroke my cock through her throat, feeling the massive rod with her trembling fingers. "Holy f-fuck..." I moaned, in slight disbelief. "You actually managed to take it." Tabia laughed and confirmed with some muffled sounds, and she then started to bob her head and throat back and forth, eagerly and roughly moving her body back and forth rapidly. It was clear that she had a goal in mind, and she reached up with her hands, taking mine in hers and guiding them to her head. "Do you want me to uhmm... help?" I asked, and she eagerly nodded, well, she nodded the best she could with an eleven inch rod down her throat. Grabbing ahold of her head, I started to push and let go slowly, but she urged me to quicken the pace herself, so following her rougher pace, I could see the pleasure expressed on her face as she was getting face fucked.

For the next 5 minutes, the room echoed our grunts and gurgling moans. A pool of drool had started forming under us, and I could feel myself growing closer and closer to orgasm. Tabia could feel this, massaging and eagerly rubbing my balls as they churned, moaning and begging incomprehensibly. With a final few strokes, I began to shoot load after load directly down her throat, and being the champ she is, Tabia managed to hold it all down as her stomach expanded slightly from the sheer amount of cum. Tabia's breathing was heavy, but hindered, she was exhaustively sinking together which made me gently hold her up so she would hurt herself. She sucked softly on my member, and kept it in her throat as it grew softer, at which point I pulled out. Tabia had worked up quite the sweat, and along with the drool and the evening's run time, her face paint was now a running black and brown smear, and some part of it was completely gone.

"Are you okay?" I asked, Tabia limply held in my arms, a strand of drool running down her chin and neck.

"Y-y-yeah..." she absentmindedly responded, looking to be in a daze as her eyes were unfocused as she just rested blissfully in my arms. Carrying her over to the bed, I put her down, and while she was getting back to it I cleaned up the mess that had been made. "W-what did you think?" Tabia finally asked, alerting me to her regained status.

"You did a really good job," I said, taking a seat next to her on the bed.

"I did?" she said happily, nuzzling into me, leaning in blissfully as she cradled her round belly.

"We're gonna need to join the others soon for dessert, but first we should wash your face clean," I said, leading her with me to the bathroom. Splashing cool water and rubbing away the paint, Tabia couldn't stop smiling as my fingers gingerly caressed her face. With the paint washed away, her bright skin shined beautifully, and before joining the others, we shared a long kiss. Downstairs, it was the same as before, but Viola now sat and pouted on the couch instead of at the table, the four women were all watching a movie.

"Ah! You're finished! Did it *hic* go well?" mom asked, taking a sip of wine. I didn't dare to answer, but not Tabia.

"Yeah..." she said with a small laugh, leaning on me. Viola rolled her eyes, and pouted even more.

"Well now that you're here, I could use some help in the kitchen. Anyone want to help?" mom said, standing up and beginning to walk over to the kitchen.

"I can join you," Tabia said, leaving my side as she trudged after. Taking a seat, they resumed watching the movie but seeing as Viola was upset, I decided to take the near empty bowl of candy that was standing on the table, and taking a few pieces I brought them to Viola's mouth.

"Open up," I whispered in her ear, causing her to immediately blush as she did, and placing the sweets on her tongue, and swallowing it a soft moan came from her. Feeding her piece by piece, rubbing her soon to be full belly, feeling the pudgy skin stretching tauter and tauter, the bowl's contents quickly disappeared in Viola's gut, as well as the few other pastries that laid about the table.

"M-more..." Viola moaned, but with no other treats laying around, I had to get up to go to the kitchen. As I approached, I suddenly stopped as I could hear:

"... there you go sweetie. Drink up now. Drink as much as you want." Peeking inside the kitchen, among the mountains of dirty dishes and plated desserts, I could see Tabia sucking deeply from one of mom's huge breasts. Sucking deeply, mom caringly held Tabia's head against her breast that is larger than her head, and I could hear mom's soft moans as more milk was being drained. "You're such a good, hungry girl Tabia. Just like that, keep sucking sweetie. Good girl," she praised, stroking Tabia's hair slowly as more milk flowed into her thirsty mouth. I didn't want to interrupt, so I quietly walked away, leaving them to it. Viola pouted slightly as I returned empty handed, but she was just being over dramatic and cuddled up to me as the movie continued on. Half an hour later, mom and Tabia brought out pie, cheesecake, many smaller pastries and new plates and we all gathered around the dinner table one last time. I did also notice that Tabia's belly had expanded quite a bit, her breath being even heavier.

"Wow! This a-all looks so tasty!" Emilia said, plating up a small array of various delicious treats on her plate, although she did look a little daunted as she picked up a muffin. Everyone dug in, and to my surprise, they had all practically hit their limit. From an evening of overindulgence, the dessert was just just too much for them. Still they picked and nibbled away at some treats, but it was a fruitless idea, and one by one they threw in their forks and spoons as they called it a day with the food.

"J-John?" Viola whispered, tapping my shoulder. "R-remember the thing I wanted to talk with you about?" Right, I had forgotten to get back to her about that. We left the table, heading into the hallway where Viola's generously sized butt practically took up a third of the hallway.

"So what did you want to talk about?" I asked, and I could see how her shoulders locked as she stiffened up.

"I-I..." she stammered, and she tried to force out her words, but nothing came out.

"It's alright. You can tell me anything," I said, stroking and gently massaging her locked joints, slowly easing her back.

"I-I can't... It's too much work at home. I-I-I've tried to follow the list but I haven't d-done anything after the easy tasks! I've tried b-b-but..." Tears flowed from, as she began sobbing. "I-I *sob* I've really tried. B-but it's just too *sob* much..." Embracing her quickly, I let her drench my shirt as she cried into it. Stroking her back, we stood like that for a solid minute without talking, gently swaying back and forth as the weight shifted from one leg to the other.

"It's alright. I understand that it's daunting. But I'll come and help. You don't have to do this alone," I said, Viola pulling back with the fabric now having caught slightly on her lips which I detached easily.

"We can help to," Victoria said, and both of us glanced to the side as we saw the others having snuck up and listened in, although it wasn't really a hushed conversation.

"Y-y-you don't *sob* h-have to..." Viola whispered, covering her face slightly as she was quite flustered.

"Of course we'll help. Cleaning isn't fun, but it's less tedious when you do it together," Emilia said. Staring in disbelief for a few seconds, a grateful smile cracked on her lips as tears ran down her cheeks.

"T-t-thank you..." Viola gratefully said, but still a little mortified. We then headed back into the living room, drawing up some basic and vague date for when we'd convene at Viola's place to clean it, when suddenly we all could hear the loud gurgling and bubbling coming from Tabia.

"S-sorry," she said, almost like she was trying to push through pain. "M-m-my belly fells *groan* really w-warm..." My eyes went wide as I recalled the night almost two weeks ago when the same symptom was the start signal for rapid growth. Clenching her stomach, Tabia panted heavily as a churning noise grew louder and louder, and everyone looked on in stunned silence as she squirmed in her seat, as her body slowly began to grow. Taking mass from the mountain of food in her belly, her breasts and butt swelled, her thighs spreading out and filling the chair.

"Oh God... It's happening to her too..." Victoria whispered, watching with worry and intent.

"D-does it hurt?" I asked, quickly kneeling down next to Tabia, and putting my hand on her almost feverish skin.

"A-a *moan* bit but..." she moans, and I can see how her costume is slowly tightening as it holds back the newly pilling on fat. "... it feels *moan* really good!" With glee she stretches out her arms and legs as they slowly lengthen. Her belly had shrunk a bit, the once stuffed stomach now is a pudgy soft ball of dough and as things further slowed down, I could hear her panting softly with a satisfied whimper as the smell of her pussy juices filled the air.

"How are you feeling?" I asked, Tabia smiling softly at me as she inspected the heavier assets she had gained.

"I-I'm good... I think. W-what happened?"

"Y-you grew. You grew fast. It's happened before, with Victoria, mom and even Emilia." Tabia looked at the rest with darting eyes, a blush quickly rising in her cheeks.

"I'll go get you some water sweetie. You're probably pretty thirsty," mom said, walking away to the kitchen, leaving us in a semi-awkward silence.

"J-John..." Tabia whispered, pulling me closer. "I h-hope you're- That you're uhm... excited about t-this," she continued, a smile constantly plastered on her lips.

"Excited?" I whispered back.

"I know you want to see me- Us, I guess... Us to grow bigger. You like it?"

"Well yeah... But I want you to be okay and enjoy it for yourself."

"Of course I like it! But I like it more when you uhh... like it." Quickly kissing her, she looked at me with utter adoration, and received the glass of water from Alexandra. Everyone was a little buzzed, or worse, from the evening's course, so we made some sleeping arrangements around the house. Being a bit uncomfortable and not that inclined to join in with the others, Emilia took the couch, being a bit too tall and wide for it but she made it work somewhat. To comfort Viola, she had an automatic spot next to me in my bed, and because she's the reason all of this is possible, Victoria joined us as well. Mom and Tabia slept in her bed, having grown closer by the looks of it from their shared moment in the kitchen. Cuddled in between the two plump women, feeling their bellies and breasts pressing into me I drifted off to sleep, excited for what the future has in store.