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Too Much Cake
Emmy struggled to squeeze into her favorite pair of shorts, she looked in the mirror. "Huh," she said in her slight southern accent, "I sure have been getting a bit bigger."
She poked at her belly, which had softened quite considerably, and turned around and grabbed her butt. It had always been big, but now it had gotten absolutely huge. Her boobs had grown a fair amount as well, but nowhere near as much as her ass. Emmy was a bit on the short side, had a thick hourglass figure which leaned a bit towards the pear side, soft facial features, bright green eyes, and dark hair, which made her quite popular with men in the small A
Literature
A Lot Can Change Pt. 2
Yesterday was pretty interesting.
Is what I'd say if I suddenly found out, I dunno, that I was secretly Leonardo Di Caprio's long lost brother.
'Interesting' is the wrong word for what yesterday was.
What yesterday was was. . . mind blowingly amazing.
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Let's start at the beginning.
Yesterday was my birthday, and I woke up to the terrifying-yet-incredibly-sexy sensation of being smothered by my girlfriend, Caitlyn's amazingly fat ass pressing down on my chest.
Huh?
Oh, yeah, Caitlyn got the note I left her. And things have actually been moving really fast ever since then. She had some kind of a thing,
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Senior Year 13
"Come on…urgghhhh…!" groaned Tom as he struggled to hook up the clasps of Gretel's bikini top.
The two of them were in the privacy of their cottage, seated on the single queen-sized bed they would be sharing later that night.
"It's not too tight, is it?" went Gretel innocently through a mouthful of cookies which Tom had given her to keep her preoccupied and happy as he began the daunting task of getting her into her old bikini top. It was the same apple green two-piece bikini she had worn several months ago when they had first become friends at the beginning of Senior Year. It had been tight then, but now, over 60 pounds heavier a
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After going to whatever extremes necessary to fill out her new bathing suit, Chloe goes for a walk on the beach and decides that the moon isn't the only thing that ought to be full tonight. (Also, I know it sort of ends abruptly, I ran into formatting issues with DA. Meanwhile, please enjoy the full-figured adventures of this ever more buxom lass; there will be more to come shortly.)
Please Note: This story is not to be read by persons under the age of 18. If you do want to repost it somewhere, just make sure to give me credit, or blame, as you see fit to. Do not use this story as a personal floatation device, and please do not inscribe it onto a golden record and bolt it to the side of a space probe destined for the unfathomed reaches of the galaxy. You might think I won't know you did it, but when I a bunch of boob-loving aliens show up at my front door, I'm going to know damn well that someone didn't read the warning. Anyways, enjoy!
Please Note: This story is not to be read by persons under the age of 18. If you do want to repost it somewhere, just make sure to give me credit, or blame, as you see fit to. Do not use this story as a personal floatation device, and please do not inscribe it onto a golden record and bolt it to the side of a space probe destined for the unfathomed reaches of the galaxy. You might think I won't know you did it, but when I a bunch of boob-loving aliens show up at my front door, I'm going to know damn well that someone didn't read the warning. Anyways, enjoy!
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Another Great Story!