This is a story about Lindsay .  Although I’m sure that can’t be that indeterminable from which ever title this piece is eventually given.   And I know you have probably heard dozens of stories about Lindsay by now, grown weary of the breaking news reports and disaster warnings centered around her, but this will not be that type of story.  This will be a record of the events that took place leading up to and including Lindsay ’s introduction to the world.  This is intended to be a history of the events surrounding the grandest entrance onto the world stage that our society has ever seen.  If in life there are no big parts only big actresses, than Lindsay will be remembered as the one so big that to call her arrival “grand” would be a ridiculous understatement.  But I get ahead of myself, we will begin as near the beginning as is necessary for a story of this nature. 

I met Lindsay during a trip to the corner grocer of all places.  I had decided I was going to need to do my regular shopping a little earlier than expected when I came home to my apartment after work that night.  Upon a hungry inspection/scavenging of my kitchen I was amazed to find my refrigerator bare, cabinets-bare, even my candy dish-bare.  A long weekend of drinking and partying with friends had depleted my food-stuffs to the point that they were in dire need of replenishment.  Which brings me to the grocer.  I frequented an all-hours grocer just around two corners from my building which was not very high on prices, without being exceedingly low on selection.  This was important to me because I loved to eat and made frequent trips to this place.  I was in the early years of my time at an uptown law firm and often felt an undeniable craving for this treat or that snack after returning from a long day at the office.  But a simple craving was not what brought me to the grocer that Monday evening, and to this day I am still unsure if I should be thankful or regretful that this was not a simple grab and go trip to the store.  After all,  If I only needed to step in, pick up what I needed and leave, I would have never met Linds.

I first saw Lindsay after turning the first corner on my way to the grocery store from my building.  She was walking ahead of me down the sidewalk to the corner and I could not take my eyes off of her, or more specifically off of her rear.  The woman had an ass that went on for days, I mean it just would not quit.  She was wearing a light tan skirt with a business jacket of the same color with no stockings and her hair down around her shoulders.  I scanned her body, over and over again as she moved in front of me.  Her feet were bound in heals just slightly higher than would be expected in most business attire but they fit her body shape well.  Up from her feet were defined ankles leading up to thick, milky white calves that offered a better idea of her overall size than the manner she carried herself could alone.  At the top of her calves is where the skirt ended, clinging to the outsides of her heavy thighs just tightly enough to keep the back taught around her rear.  This tightness allowing for every shift, every shake, every quiver caused by each swing of her legs to be seen all the way from the top of her calves up through her ass, obscured only at its top by the bottom of her jacket.

“Why can’t I ever get a woman like that” is what I remember saying to myself as I walked the steps she had only seconds before.  Growing up I had always had a fast metabolism and could never hold or put on weight like I had wanted to, it was the same even today regardless of change in exercise or eating routines.  Because I was not a bigger guy this often restricted me from being able to date the larger women which I always found myself attracted to.  They were always spoken for or attracted to heavier set or stronger guys and I could never be either of those.  That being said I was still excited that the two of us did not have to part ways when it came time to turn into the corner grocery store.  I had realized my destination was coming up a minute before and I did not want to leave this woman just yet. 

So needless to say I did what any instantly infatuated man would do.  I feigned going about my business in the grocery store while being extra careful to do all my fake shopping in or nearby the aisles my new interest was browsing.  Sure I picked up a few of the items I actually needed or wanted, but that was just by the mere coincidence of being in their vicinity.  The hunter portion of my brain had definitely taken over during an activity where I am sure the gatherer thought he would have free reign.  I took time to watch her read labels, in one case giggling at something or other she had seen.  Her smile was glorious, it lit up her rosy cheeks and when she laughed her head tilted back and sent highlighted waves of her strawberry blonde hair off her shoulders and onto her back.  And of course, let me not forget the rest of her attributes that a frontal view afforded me.  My mystery woman was at the helm of a chest so broad and bulging that it could put the front end of many Buicks to shame, no doubt straining the buttons and seams of the white blouse that struggled to contain it under her jacket.  And just below that chest was a round tummy that, although it bulged out an inch or so less than her breasts, rounded out her front down through her waistline and past that into her pubic region.

To keep myself from regretting it for longer than I would like to admit, I decided I had to talk to this woman before leaving the store, but how?   That is the question I posed to myself and tried desperately to answer for the few minutes I had left before my opportunity was gone.  Slightly distracted from the one-on-one game of follow the leader I was engaged in, I saw that we were in the baking aisle and decided to pick up some cake icing which I used as a dip for cookies and other snacks or just ate right from the tub.  Just then I began to panic, I had lost her and had no idea which direction she had gone to.  Face down in disappointment with myself, I reached for the last large tub of chocolate craver’s icing I had been standing in front of, already positive that it would be my only company that night.  Only then did I realize that the item had disappeared.  I was positive it was there a second ago, and then it was just gone.  I quickly looked over one shoulder and then the other in a fashion that must have seemed quite comic,   as if someone could have snuck by and taken the tub.  I continued to glance left and right only stopping my pivot when my glance revealed a familiar object in my right peripheral.  There she was, my mystery woman, with my chocolate craver’s icing at the top of her cart.

 “Looking for this?”  She said, as I turned fully around to face her

“um…yeh, I guess I was.” I answered with a half sigh (the best reply I could come up with.)

 “If you admit to checking me out, I might let you have it”  she shot back with a playful grin.

 “what?”  I replied (confused and trying to buy some time.)

 “You heard me, admit that you have been staring at me since walking behind me on Mulholland and I might let you take this last tub of icing.”

 “Who says that I want it that much?  I mean I am not just some creep that skulks around late weekday evenings in grocery stores stalking gorgeous women”

 “So you think I’m gorgeous do you?”  She offered  “That doesn’t say much for your argument that you haven’t been checking me out.  Although I will admit, if you keep letting sentiments like that slip your going to be taking home more than one tasty dish tonight.”   

 After she was done speaking she licked her lips sensuously, returning to her mischievous grin immediately after.  She began to run her hands slowly up the sides of her body, beginning with her nails pushing deep into the meat of her thighs through her skirt.  Her hands and arms  squeezed hard as they passed by her breasts, creating a canyon of cleavage that could swallow a man whole.   Being as coy as possible she played the entire motion off as a hair toss when her hands and forearms reached her shoulders, thus solidifying her casual attitude towards the complete and utter control she had over me.

This was followed by a moment of silence just long enough for me to roll my tongue back into my head and shut my jaw behind it.  I just stood there, in awe of her words, her movements and this situation, reaching desperately for something to say that wouldn’t screw this up. 

“Wait, so where do we go from here?  I have never been propositioned in a grocery store by a beautiful woman and if you couldn’t tell, one of the two of us is not quite as smooth at this as the other.”

Now, I was sure that once again my chance to not screw things up had been blown.  But I was wrong.  The woman just closed her eyes and giggled for a short minute before making her next move.

“Well would you feel more comfortable if I faked trying to get to know you before sleeping with you this evening like asking what’s your name, and where do you live? 

“Um…yeh I guess…My name is Kevin, Kevin Rand…and I live in the Easton Apartment building on 12^th street.”

“Well I’m Lindsay or Linds for short and since we’ve gotten past these niceties and I’ve already decided I am definitely going home with you tonight can we just cut to the chase?”

I paused, not because I planned on offering any objection to what was happening  (I admit at this point I was nearly speechless anyway) but mostly because I had no idea what to say.  I could feel my dick becoming harder and harder right there in the grocery store, just as hard as coming up with something intelligent to say was becoming as this woman just continued wrapping me around her little finger.  Interpreting my pause as an affirmation the woman continued.

“And since you think I’m so absolutely gorgeous your going to do everything I tell you to do tonight aren’t you?” 

“Yes.” I finally mustered with a slight shiver

“That’s right you are Kevin, your all mine and we are going to make this night one to remember”

And that was it.  Giving up my freedom in such a public place was definitely a new feeling for me.  The greatest and easily the most significant sexual encounter of my life was initiated entirely by her, far beyond the bounds of my control.  At her instruction I left my cart exactly as it stood and we proceeded to the check-out counter immediately (not forgetting the icing of course and even grabbing some sprinkles on our way.)

I struggled to carry two bags of her groceries in each arm as Lindsay and I left the grocer and began the short walk to my place.  After we left, Lindsay wrapped her arm through the space the bags left at my elbow, pulling our bodies close enough together that I could feel her warmth up and down my left side.  The girth of her arm excited me, I was finally getting a chance with the type of woman I had always fantasized about, a woman of substance.  Lindsay was that woman, a woman of a size and girth enough that I would not make love to her, I would explore her.  I could become lost between her quivering legs and pendulous breasts, quenching my deepest animal urges beneath her swollen stomach and mountainous ass.

Lindsay ’s face lit up when we turned and entered the lobby of my building.

“We’re here already?” she asked, her voice elevated with excitement

“Yep, this is my home-sweet-home, room 209, only two stories up” I told her as we began to climb the stairs.

“That’s great maybe I can hop back over to the grocery in the morning for a quick bite”

“Your not planning your exit already are you? We haven’t even walked into my apartment yet. Besides, we have four whole bags of groceries here, you can have some of that tomorrow.”

“Don’t you worry about me and my exit, I’m going to be a big part of your life from now on. And as for the groceries, we will be going through all of those before dawn.”

When we reached my apartment I told Lindsay she was going to have to get the keys out of my pocket to open the door because my hands were filled with the groceries, she complied with a giggle and a playful roll of her eyes.  My real reason for having her go into my pocket was to make her aware of the now raging hard-on I had just from being around her.  She stood behind me and pressed her body up against mine as she began to check my front pockets.  Feeling the pressure and warmth of her stomach and breasts as they were squeezed against my back was enough to elicit a response from me.  I moaned softly, as if I were surprised by what she was doing

“what? I don’t feel anything small enough to be a key in here, ::::giggle::: maybe I should root around a little harder” she joked in a whispering tone, as she slowly and gently stroked and teased me through my pants pocket

A short second later Lindsay was unlocking the door and we were walking into my apartment.  As I turned on the light my guest walked straight to my refrigerator and opened it.

“You really did need to go grocery shopping didn’t you?  No matter, don’t take off your jacket, don’t put down the bags, don’t do anything except lead me to your bedroom with our packages in hand.  And most of all, don’t speak” 

Closing my mouth quickly (but silently so as to adhere to her command,) I showed Lindsay to my bedroom and closed the door behind us.  She seemed pleased as she walked around my room, running her finger across the books in my bookshelf, glancing at herself a few times in the mirror.  Lindsay stopped in front of the window and opened the shade.

“Your bedroom looks out on the street, that’s perfect.  And your adjoining bathroom, it has a shower yes? You can nod.”

I nodded “yes.”

“Perfect, clear off of your nightstand and place our packages there, we will be needing them nearby.  Don’t you move, I am going to slip out of this confining suit and be right back” she said as she stepped into my bathroom and closed the door behind her.”

So that is what I did.  I sat on my bed and stared.  I faced the bathroom door for the entire time that she was in there and didn’t dare look away.  I watched her shadow dance around underneath the door and imagined what she would come out wearing.  I tried to imagine what she would look like wearing a white, lacy full coverage set or maybe a pair of simple, silken, thin cut panties with a matching binding corset.  I visualized her bra strap digging deep into her back from the weight of her pendulous breasts, her tummy flowing over her panties  the sides of which would be enfolded in a roll of cushiony flesh.  Of course there was always the chance she would come out of the bathroom naked, but from what she was wearing it would be even more difficult than usual to picture her nude at this point. So I waited, sitting on my hands, for her to finish.

“Are you ready?” she called out, her voice sweet but slightly muffled by the door between us

“Whenever you are, the wait is killing me” I called back, with a slight crack to my voice.

And then she reentered my room.  Lindsay was wearing a pair of nearly-full coverage, smooth cotton underwear with a matching bra that seemed to have the bottom support of a strapless but with the addition of several medium width bands on each side.  I estimated her at about the three-hundred pound range and she was taller than I expected her to be barefoot.   With a slow stride that accentuated the jiggle and tremor of her body in every move, she walked slowly and purposefully out from the bathroom to a foot from where I was sitting.  I can actually remember feeling my mouth fall open slightly and my lower lip beginning to quiver.   I will attempt to describe to you what I saw of her as I remember it, although I know I could never do her justice.  Her toenails were painted a deep purple color, atop short toes on small dancers feet.  Her defined ankles led into calves that were broad and bulging in the back, fuller than I remember them looking from when I first saw her, although I attributed that to the release from the taught angle of her heals.  Her knees were thick and sheathed with a layer of fat that caused her legs not to taper in at that point but rather continue to flare out in girth as they had been from mid-calf.  Which of course brings me to her thighs.  Mouthwateringly thick and juicy, expanding outward to at least four or five times the girth of her knees, Lindsay’s thighs bulged with meat and fat in ripples and mounds that I was dying to get around me. 

As I had imagined, Lindsay ’s belly did hang over the top of her panties although to a degree slightly more than what I had expected, her stomach obscured a healthy portion of the front of her panties as well as the thin bands running over her sides.  These bands only became completely visible again for an inch or two at the sides of her stomach before they were covered again by a thick roll of flesh just above the level of her hips.  From her wide hips my eyes roamed the landscape of Lindsay’s body until reaching her breasts, which I must say did not allow her bra to leave much to the imagination.  Creating a slope that was as wide as her shoulders were,  Lindsay’s tits each had to be at least one and a half times the size of my head, making the bottom support of her bra appear to be no wider than a thick belt. And then she turned around.

Lindsay  proceeded to walk away from me, exaggerating the lift of her heals so that her big behind would shift up and down one cheek at a time, bouncing and shaking with her every step.  And it was big, big enough to make her hips flare out in the back and sides to accommodate its mass, and all throughout it shook and trembled with layers of lifting and falling fat.  Even the sides of Lindsay’s lower-back had thick, rippled roles of fat, shadowed and heavy, running towards her distended stomach. Next Lindsay strolled back up to me rather quickly and stood much closer to me than she ever came on her first pass.  To my surprise she quickly did a one-eighty and presented me with her ass, only inches from my face.

“I do hope you’re the type of guy who appreciates some junk in the trunk” she said, while giving her rump a quick shake left and right in front of my face.

“You could put it that way.” I replied

“I could put it what way?  What are you trying to say?” Lindsay replied, as she quickly turned around to face me.

“What I mean to say…is that I am enthralled by you.  I am captivated by your dominating personality and irresistably drawn to your form.  I am fascinated and aroused by your every bulging curve, filled only with desire for every inch of your rolling flesh, every ounce of your quivering girth.”

“Right answer.  I have to say I did not expect anything that eloquent but I think that more than qualifies you for the grand prize.  Keep your eyes closed and your hands to your sides.   I am going to kiss you.”

And that is what she did.  After I closed my eyes I felt her lips come in contact with mine and I was overcome by an explosion of warmth and phermones, my body had become galvanized with lust and arousal.  Soon after beginning our kiss Lindsay put her hands on my shoulders, slowly pressing my back to the bed, following with her lips as she laid me down.  Proceeding to lay her body on-top of mine we continued our lip lock, her breasts weighing down on my upper chest followed quickly by her stomach atop of mine. As my tongue massaged hers I wrapped my hands around her, running my fingers through the rolls on her sides, gently rubbing and kneading the warm, jiggly girth of her ass and thighs.  When we stopped kissing she began to whisper instructions into my ear

“Strip yourself completely naked and lay back on the bed until your entire body is on top of the mattress and put a pillow behind your head.”

I did exactly as Lindsay told me to. Disposing of my clothes as quickly as possible, feeling Lindsay watching my every movement, her eyes growing wide with anticipation.   Once I had completed my task and laid down Lindsay finally got onto the bed.  I felt the mattress dip as she crawled over me on all fours.  It was amazing to feel the mass of Lindsay ’s breasts and stomach drag against my body as she worked her way up the bed.  With her head and shoulders passing over mine she began to sit upright and shimee higher up my body on her knees, finally stopping with one of her knees in each of my armpits.  She then sat down hard on my chest.

“Now how do you feel about my size? Do you find me as gorgeous and irresistible now that all of my weight is bearing down on you, crushing you into the bed?” she asked

“The pressure and weight of your body only assures me that I don’t want to be anywhere but here, beneath you, for the rest of my life.”

“Good, I’m glad your so adamant about your devotion to me, because it is time for you to start proving it.  Beginning in a minute you will look up at me and feed me until all of the groceries are gone.  You will do what I tell you to do when I tell you to do it without question, Understand?

“Yes”

 “Good then let’s get you started” she said and motioned towards the food.

I quickly grabbed for a box of yodels and opened it.  After dumping the cakes in their little cellophane wrappers on the bed I began unwrapping and feeding them to her.  It took me a second to realize, but once I had gotten about five or six of the little Swiss rolls into her I noticed something, she wasn’t chewing them. As I continued to fill her mouth Lindsay waited until her cheeks were puffing with the little cakes to really even begin chewing or swallowing.  Curious, I stopped for a second to admire her and watch what she was going to do next.  Linds closed her mouth with a wide grin  and began to work the food around a little, a slow moan beginning in her throat muffled by the food in front of it.  Now this whole time her hands had not left my chest, as if she were holding me down or bracing herself to lean towards me. As she began chewing this position changed completely.

As I watched her handle the yodels that I had just filled her mouth with Lindsay leaned back and began to kneed one of her breasts with her hand over her bra, grabbing my hand and making me do the same with her other breast.  After I had begun kneading her breast and twisting her huge nipple Lindsay freed my hand of hers and went to work downstairs, sliding a hand underneath her stomach on one side. I can only imagine that she was rubbing her clit because she shivered for a second before she tilted her head back and swallowed the entire mouthful of food.

“Come on Kev, we’re only just starting and your already distracted.”  She whispered in a joking tone, “keep unwrapping those cakes, I’m soooooo hungry.”

So that is what I did.  We finished that box of yodels and started another one and another one and so on.  After finishing that we went through two whole cheesecakes and an entire can of whip cream.  I was amazed at how much food this woman could take until her pace finally slowed.  Lindsay stopped servicing herself and began rubbing her stomach at this point, taking my hand and making me do the same.  I could see and feel that she was getting full as I looked up at her.  I started to become disappointed that we were going to have to stop when Lindsay looked at me, as if she sensed my growing concern, smiled and began to whisper.

“Don’t worry about that, just hold it and watch, I have a surprise for you.”

Closing her eyes Lindsay’s whole body shuddered and I felt the tightness of her stomach dissipate.  Receding momentarily, her belly just seemed to become unfull as the rest of her kneeling body began to swell and grow.  I watched in amazement and delight as her stomach began to move further up my body.  Her waistline must have increased ten or twelve inches as I saw her arms thicken alongside them.  My body was squeezed and pressed further into the mattress as Lindsay’s legs widened and more of her butt moved off her feet and onto my legs.  As her body widened and swelled a long tearing sound could be heard over her moans, her underwear was giving way to her bulging ass. This was just another one of the innumerable times that Lindsay had rendered me speechless that night.  She replied to my silence with a laugh.

“What do you think of that, love?” she whispered with a giggle

Snapping out of the stupor that her expansion put me in, I tried to piece together some sentiment that could let her know how dumfounded and elated I was by this development (pardon my pun) but I couldn’t come up with anything good.

“I’ll tell you one thing, pleasantly surprised, would not begin to suffice”

“So then what are you waiting for? This is a big bed and we have just over three bags of groceries left. I’m so hungry Kev, please stuff me with food, make me grow really big.”

“I’ll make you huge”

“Well before we go that far then, you may want to get out from under me before I crush you,  plus I want to lay down if I am going to be huge.”  I am probably around four-hundred pounds now and I’m not stopping”

“How is that possible? You definitely didn’t eat even anywhere near a hundred pounds of food”
I questioned (realizing just a second too late I wasn’t supposed to do that.)

“Do you have a problem with that? Didn’t I tell you no questions? I was serious, don’t even  think about them, that’s my job. You do what I tell you to do.  And I am telling you to make me HUGE.”

So before we continued Lindsay stood up (or more lifted up most of her weight) so she could get me and her legs out from under her.  Then Lindsay laid down on her back so it would be easier for me to feed her and she would be less likely to crush me.  With Linds laying down long-ways on the bed, I now kneeled on the left side of her huge stomach so I would be able to reach the food and feed it to her.  Now provided with a better view, I could tell her body was a lot wider than it was when she first stepped out of the bathroom.  It appeared to me she was probably closer to approaching five-hundred pounds rather than four.  Without much more thought about it I rid myself of the questions of how that was possible and I began feeding her again.

Finishing up the first shopping bag, Linds steamrolled through two bags of double-fudge cookies, each topped with a can’s worth of whip cream.  Showing no signs of slowing down my dream woman was taking full advantage of her renewed, empty-stomach hunger.  Making it through the second bag of groceries before having to expand again, Lindsay ate through three pre-made pies, (one apple and two coconut cream,) a box of a dozen Krispy Kreme donuts and an entire two-layered birthday sheet cake.  The cake had white icing and no writing so I covered it in sprinkles before stuffing it in her mouth by the handful.  As the feeding continued Lindsay’s mouth became covered with crumbs of lots of different deserts which she licked off occasionally, only making her appear bigger and hungrier. Just the same as before, I rubbed Lindsay’s breasts and stomach while feeding her as her right hand spent much of the time in a solid rhythm under her belly, no doubt pleasuring herself with her now-fattened fingers.   And again her stomach grew higher off her and tighter with food as she began to slow in her chewing and swallowing.  When the time came for her to expand again she gave me an order.

“I want you to lay on top of me as I grow this time, I want you to feel my body stretch and bulge beneath you.”

So I got up on top of Lindsay and she began to shudder and moan again, her entire body shaking with her pulse for a few seconds, and then the hill of her stomach beneath me deflated and she began to swell.  A half second into it I felt a snap underneath me as the plastic front clasp on Lindsay’s bra gave way and shot like a slingshot in both directions.  I was caught slightly off balance when Mel’s stomach started rising again, expanding outwards and upwards with me on it.  It was a feeling like nothing I have ever felt before, focusing on only her (not a difficult thing as she took up most of my vision when I faced forward) I felt as though I was shrinking on her stomach as she swelled and moaned.  It was then I turned my gaze down to rub Lindsay’s ballooning legs and thighs when I realized something.  Her feet were growing closer to the edge of the bed. I had to ask her what was going on.

“Lindsay your getting bigger.”

“Of course I am, don’t you want me to be huge and fat for you?”

“No, I mean your making yourself taller. Your feet are getting closer to the edge of the bed and I just noticed your head is now higher on the bed than mine is”

“Well I have to make myself a little bigger or I won’t be able to stand up at the end of this.  And then how are we supposed to shower after we make love?”

I paused.  I had thought there would be some type of sex after this but I didn’t know she was planning this out so thoroughly.

“Well how much is just ‘a little bigger’?” I asked

“I thought I told you no more questioning me, I’m going to be big, very big and that is all you need to know.  Now get me the tubs of ice cream out of the plastic bag, they should be melted by now”

So I did as I was told.  When Linds stopped growing I got down the two feet off of her stomach and grabbed the plastic bag with the ice cream cartons in it.  The gallons were the drip-proof plastic type of container, about a half-dozen of them in flavors like rocky road, butter pecan and heavenly hash.

“Open them up and pour them into my mouth, when my mouth is full I will close it and swallow.  Grab the toppings too, use the sprinkles, the whip cream and chocolate syrup for the non-chocolate flavors.” Lindsay ordered

So that is what I did.  I poured ice cream into Lindsay’s enlarged mouth, unmelted chunks and mounds occasionally falling in to be swallowed.  I created islands of whip cream and sprinkles on the surface of the miniature lakes forming in her maw.  Occasionally while closing her mouth to swallow Linds would lose a bit of ice cream or topping, dripping down her wide cheeks or onto her multiple chins. I would catch these extra’s with my hand or tongue, taking the opportunity to steal a kiss, which was usually rewarded with smile.  Running out of whip cream and going through two bottles of chocolate syrup Lindsay just kept swallowing the ice cream once it filled her mouth, probably a welcome break from chewing for a while.  It took Lindsay one more growth before she could finish all of the ice cream.  Leaving two gallons left for after her spurt Lindsay again asked me to get on top of her as she grew.

“I want you on me again.  I want you to feel yourself dwindling by comparison to my massive body below you.”

And so I climbed on top of her, finding it much easier now that her stomach was wider and longer than it was the last time.  Then she began to grow again, this time much faster,  I felt her stomach empty and then rise again with thick jiggling fat.  As I faced up at Lindsay’s closed eyes and listened to her moan I watched her breasts make a longer, wider canyon around my head as they continued to inflate and slip further off her sides from their weight and the slope of her belly.  Lindsay’s head hit the headboard with a slight thud as she grew taller and more massive.  Her arms came up to run her hands through her hair, hands which were now much larger than mine with thick sausage fingers, her fingernails painted the same deep purple as her toes.  Lindsay laughed deep and hard as she finished growing realizing her stomach now dwarfed nearly my whole body.

“You could almost get lost up there, huh? Am I almost huuuuuge enough yet?  Don’t you worry, we are almost done and then you can get to work on what’s underneath that belly.”

It did not take long at all for Lindsay to go through the last bag of groceries, now having a much larger mouth.  Knowing she was nearing the end she made every effort to make her victory lap a sprint rather than a marathon.  I only needed to stop filling her face to let her chew and swallow four or five times before everything in the bag was done.  Plowing through the rest of the ice cream Lindsay also finished off a few bags of cheese curls and potato chips, three large jars of pickles and four entire family cooking platters, two of California egg rolls and two of boneless buffalo wings.  Nearing the finish of her feeding Lindsay began to moan deeply and laugh, no doubt because she knew what was coming after her growth. 

“Now that we have finished almost all of the food I want you to get off of the bed and watch me from the foot of it.  Don’t take your eyes off of me this is going to be big to say the least.”

Doing as I was told I stood at the foot of the bed and watched Lindsay as she began to shudder.  With the shuddering lasting much longer this time I watched as Lindsay’s body exploded with growth.  As her stomach fulfilled its manifest destiny of covering nearly all of my queen sized bed, her feet quickly reached the mattresses end and passed it.  A loud thud shook the room and echoed across the high ceilings when her knees passed the edges and her feet hit the floor with a hulking impact.  She was beginning to sit up to accommodate for her stomach needing more bed space and I could see her breasts passing far beyond where her belly button had been before her last growth spurt, expanding and swelling with jiggling tit fat, her areolas reaching dinner plate proportions. Linds must have weighed a ton and looked like she weighed near seven-hundred pounds if she had been a normal sized person still.  And just like that her growth stopped and she was looking down at me standing between her massive thighs, each lined with rippled cellulite and sheets upon sheets of fat.  Her pussy was now very near the edge of the bed.

“You see sugary and sweet foods are not the best for me to grow on because the carbohydrates are to simple, I require one other thing to properly turn them into the mass I need, but regular foods are great for it, I just prefer deserts”

I just nodded yes.

“I suggest you be careful not to get crushed below the overhang of my stomach as you go to work on my pussy, pay special attention to my clit it should be pretty big by now.”

“I may need a little help lifting the overhang of your belly.”  I said with a slight tremble to my voice

“Okay, I will try to help you out but for the most part your on your own. I am finally going to eat this chocolate icing before you start to become too arousing of a distraction.  Now get to it”

And that was that.  I got what little of my upper body could still fit on the bed between her thighs and she used her legs to hold some of her stomach up for me.  When I reached her pussy I realized I would need to use my whole hand to separate her and find her clit which was actually slightly bigger than a golf ball now. That made my job easy though, I began tickling and rubbing it in the miniature cave created by the awning of her stomach rolls and her thighs.  Her scent engulfed me and seemed to make the air thick and delicious.  As Linds became very aroused she began to sit up more, almost causing her belly role to crush my arm.  I watched and felt her body tremble as it shook the whole bed, she moaned and cried out.

“That’s so goooood Kevin, don’t stop, use your other arm to rub my lips and the inside roof of my pussy” she let out between moans.

And I did, her body quivered and shook like an earthquake to a landscape of bulging fat, everywhere on her I looked I saw pale rolls of flesh on flesh.  Her fingers on one hand drummed against the wall as she fondled a nipple with the other.  Her ecstasy was reaching its inevitable pinnacle as she began to shudder,  I could feel her muscles tense up, her thighs rising slightly from the curling of her toes. It did not take long after this for her to begin cumming and coating my arms and chest with her juices.  And then she was done, every muscle relaxed and laying there, tremors still passing through her massive form and dissipating.  She laid there for a minute or two before saying anything as I just stood there in shock.

“Well I bet that was something new for you.” She said with a giggle

“You could say that again.  You could scream it if you wanted to.  It still wouldn’t offer an inkling of describing how new and amazing that was.” I replied

“Well thanks, I try. But now its time for you to shower and get rid of all that nasty sweat and clean my juices off of you.”

“I am a little more than sticky .” I agreed as I stood up and backed up to better see her face.

“But before you go I have something for you.” She said as she began to turn herself, putting her legs off the side of the bed.

“I am going to give you the biggest blowjob you will ever have.” Lindsay said as she sat up with some effort and began to stand from the bed.

Her movement was awesome, her entire body shifted down by feet as her weight was pulled to the floor, her stomach overhanging down to just above her knees.  The floorboards creaked loudly and for a second I feared they might give way but they did not.  Lindsay’s head nearly grazed the ceiling as she smiled down at me

“Close your eyes and stand up on the bed, as soon as I am finished swallowing all you have to give, run along and hop in the shower.  Understand?”

I nodded yes quickly and closed my eyes.  As I got up on the bed. I could hear and feel her shift her weight as she got on her knees with a loud impact.  I heard the pictures on the wall shake. I almost considered what this must sound like to the people below us but I was much too focused on what was about to take place.  My cock was harder than it had been all evening, standing at a slight up-point as I inched closer to the edge of the bed.  And suddenly Lindsay’s large hand grabbed my ass from behind and I felt her wrap her lips around my penis.

Her tongue slid in and out twice, lapping my balls into her mouth before she began.  And when she began I nearly blacked out.  The flowing saliva and quick sliding of her tongue and lips over my piece was more than my penis had ever experience during sex or fellatio and I nearly fell over right then and there.  Even with my eyes closed I was reminded of her size by the occasional contact of her nose with the top of my stomach, the regripping of my behind with her long thick fingers.  I struggled to stay hard but I was finished nearly as quickly as it all started.  I could not hold out long against that kind of stimulation and she sucked me dry as soon as I began to spray her tongue.  I would have collapsed just after if it wasn’t for her other hand grabbing my front and nudging me off of the bed.  I opened my eyes just soon enough to see her gulp down all of my cum and exhale

“Go ahead and shower now, we can play more when you get out.” She said as she rushed me into the bathroom, her towering form turning to watch me as I went

I would have sworn I saw her start to shudder as I left, but I focused on getting in and out quickly so I disregarded it and began shampooing my hair.  I can remember hearing Lindsay yell something from the other room which got my attention and I quickly perked up to hear her, accidentally stinging my eyes with foam.

“Hey Kev can you hear me in there” she yelled through the muffling door

“Yeh, loud and clear hun, your juices even got in my hair”

“I just wanted to let you know what that last thing my body needed to turn the simple sugars into growth mass was before I step out.”

“What do you mean step out? What last thing? Huh?”

“The last thing you just gave me, or should I say I just sucked from you” Lindsay yelled just before an enormous crashing sound sent me scrambling to the floor in the shower.

Quickly rubbing and spraying the shampoo from my eyes I darted for the door of the bathroom, throwing it open only to see the early-morning sunlight pouring in.  There was now a gaping hole in the street side of my room.  The wall was almost completely gone, along with large chunks of the floor and ceiling in some places.  More disconcerting than this however, was that all I could hear was Lindsay giggling.  The booming, deafeningly loud giggle turning into a deep hulking laugh that shook the walls of my apartment.  I was almost afraid to step to the edge of my apartment and look out on the street to what Lindsay had become, but I did anyway.

And there she was, the same woman who had her lips around my cock only moments earlier,now towered over my building, blocking street traffic in both directions.  I estimated her height to be at least two hundred feet and still gaining, her stomach beginning to press against my apartment building causing it to shake as if an earthquake had just hit.   Picture frames fell to the ground and my keys shook off of my dresser.  I slipped and stumbled, nearly falling from my apartment, as I craned my neck as far back as I could to watch my lover grow taller than any building in sight.  I could not even see her face anymore, just her body from the roll of her stomach down, barely glimpsing the pussy my arms had just recently pleasured.  She would need a lover with arms twice the size of city buses to do that now, and soon even those would not suffice.  And then she spoke, her voice echoing off the ever tightening corral of buildings surrounding her.

“THANKS FOR EVERYTHING KEVIN BUT I DON’T BELIEVE I WILL BE NEEDING YOU ANYMORE. I THINK I CAN HANDLE FEEDING MYSELF FROM HERE ON OUT. IT’S NOT LIKE ANYONE CAN STOP ME.” She said as the cops and fire engines began to arrive from all directions 

“YOU MAY WANT TO LEAVE YOUR BUILDING BEFORE MY BELLY CRUSHES IT.  AS FOR EVERYONE ELSE, I STRONGLY SUGGEST YOU GET TOGETHER AS MUCH FOOD AS YOU POSSIBLY CAN, AS QUICKLY AS YOU CAN, OR I AM GOING TO BECOME VERY ANGRY.  AND YOU DON’T WANT YOUR RULER TO BE ANGRY AT HER NEW SLAVES, DO YOU?”  she said with a short giggle

“I THINK YOU WILL ALL LEARN QUITE QUICKLY TO SERVE ME, BECAUSE I AM ABOUT TO BE VERY, VERY HUNGRY.”

(This is not THE END)