Chapter 25

Katie continued the leisurely belly massage and gradually worked her hands upwards. She was now massaging the top of Cynthia’s stomach with her thumbs brushing against the undersides of each tit. Cynthia continued to moan deep in her chest and Katie could feel the calm vibrations under her palms of her hands.

Suddenly, the moaning stopped. She looked down at Cynthia’s face and saw her grimacing in pain. Under her hands, she felt a gurgle. Then she felt a lurch from inside her girlfriend. Panicked, Katie started to massage Cynthia’s belly in earnest. In her haste, she perhaps pressed down a little too hard and felt something shift under her hands.

Cynthia let out an enormous burp. “Ruuurrrrrp!”

“Oh, my g-uuuuurrp!” Interrupted by another.

Cynthia leaned forward. The underside of her huge belly pushed against the edge of the chair between her splayed thighs. She violently pushed the chair back, almost knocking Katie over and stood up. Grabbing her belly with both hands and arching her back, she lets out another gargantuan burp.

The silence that followed was broken only by her heavy panting.

“Are you okay?” Katie asked with no small amount of concern.

After a moment, Cynthia answered, “I ... I think so...” She practically dropped back into the chair and winced. All Katie could do was just stand there and stare helplessly.

“Actually ... I think I do feel better. Maybe I just had a lot of gas built up?”

“Okay.” Relieved, Katie asks, “Can I do anything for you?”

Cynthia’s greasy lips widened into a smile and she told Katie, “You can feed me some more pizza.”

Pulling a chair up next to Cynthia, Katie lovingly, but very slowly, fed her two more slices of pizza. Cynthia’s hands, now free, mindlessly rubbed the sides of her belly. She had a few small sips of root beer after each slice, then finally announced, “That’s it. I’m done.”

She could barely move.

“Let me help you to the couch,” Katie offered.

“I don’t know if I can stand up! Urp ... Hic.” With some grunts and groans from both girls, Cynthia was eventually brought to her feet. She stood, unsteadily, in the middle of the kitchen. She had the fingers of both hands laced together holding her belly up.

“It’s so fucking heavy!” She complained to Katie. “Oh, shit! Broorp!” Cynthia burped again. “I don’t know if I can walk with this fuckin’ thing.”

“Here, I’ll help.” Katie took her arm. “You’ll feel better on the couch.”

With Katie’s guidance, Cynthia stumbled into the living room and gingerly, trying her best not to jostle the mammoth meal packed inside her, sat down on the couch.

Katie put some pillows behind her and she leaned back, sinking deeply into the soft cushions. Her arms were lifelessly hanging by her sides. Her shallow breathing caused her belly to rise and fall rhythmically and her tits to ever-so-slightly roll back and forth above her bloated midsection.

“Oh, Katie! What did we do?”

“We stuffed you full!” Katie marveled at the huge belly pinning her girlfriend to the couch. The taut skin shone in the soft glow of the table lamp. Katie reached a hand out and tenderly stroked the side of Cynthia’s quivering tummy. Cynthia closed her eyes and her greasy lips curled up in a beautiful Mona Lisa’s smile.

Katie got on the floor between Cynthia’s legs and started to rub her lower belly while Cynthia moaned with a mix of pleasure and pain. But at this point, it was mostly pleasure, though. Katie gradually worked her way down her belly to her soaked crotch.

Despite the pain – or perhaps because of it – Cynthia was getting turned on. A lot. With considerable effort, she scooted her hips a little lower on the couch and spread her legs a little wider.

Katie reached a single finger out and parted Cynthia’s engorged pussy lips. She then gently pushed the small fold of skin up exposing her hardened clitoris. Katie stuck her tongue out and leaned forward. The tip of her nose touched Cynthia’s stuffed gut just as the tip of her tongue brushed against her clit and Cynthia groaned loudly.

“Oh! Katie!”

Katie began to lightly flick Cynthia’s clit with the tip of her tongue being careful not to press against her belly too much. After a few minutes of this, Katie glided one of her fingers up into Cynthia’s cunt. Cynthia groaned again and reached down with both hands to carefully lift her protruding stomach giving Katie a little better access to her pussy.

Taking the hint, Katie dove in. Fucking Cynthia with her finger and noisily lapping at her clit, it was barely a minute before Cynthia was rocked by an enormous orgasm.

She let go of her belly and bucked her hips. As the weight of her overstuffed belly pushed down on her pussy from inside, she had a second, smaller – though no less pleasurable – orgasm.

Her finger still wedged inside of her lover, Katie looked up at Cynthia. Her lips and chin glistening, she smiled. With a wet sound, Katie pulled her finger out of Cynthia and popped it into her own mouth. She got up and sat down beside her girlfriend.

“You really know how to spoil a girl, honey,” Cynthia said.

Katie just sat there greedily sucking the pussy juice off of her finger.

“Do you think we can get me upstairs and into my bed?” Cynthia asked. “In my condition, this couch really isn’t the most comfortable.”

With a little more huffing and puffing, the girls got Cynthia and her newly acquired girth off the couch and upstairs to her bedroom. Katie helped her out of the robe and got her situated on the bed with plenty of pillows propping her up. She was quite a sight laying on the bed with her giant belly standing atop her abdomen.