The party was in full swing now. About twenty people had gotten here while they’d been in the changing room. As their kids said, all the seniors wore the same stupid outfits they were wearing, while the mothers ranged from fully nude to one wearing a party dress. Cindy looked over at Mrs. Witham. Mrs Witham, whose tits had gotten larger, was looking back at them and nodded.
Maria and Jordan led their mothers towards the crowd. “Maria,” Cindy started protesting, “what am I supposed to do here?”
“Whatever the seniors ask of you,” Maria replied. “If they want you to vore them, you do that. If they want to have sex with you, well, you can say no, but, well… Let’s just say that someone is guaranteed to get pregnant as a result of this party.”
“So I have to wait for them to ask me to vore them. That’s gonna be a while.”
Just then a couple emerged from the crowd. The girl gestured towards Cindy, and said, “She looks good enough.” The girl pulled her boyfriend over towards the small group of four. “Hi there!” The girl said.
“Oh, Jordan!” exclaimed Maria.
Both Maria’s boyfriend and the new girl asked, “what?”
Girl-Jordan looked back and forth between Maria and Cindy, and suddenly it clicked. “Oh, you’re Cindy. Hi, I’m Jordan, your daughter’s former girlfriend. Nice to finally meet you. This is Jacob.” Jacob introduced himself meekly. “We were actually looking for you specifically to breast vore us.”
Cindy, surprised by this sudden chatterbox, simply pulled up her shirt and pulled down her bra to reveal her nipples. At Cindy’s command, Girl-Jordan and Jacob began sucking on her breasts. Cindy felt great pleasure in feeling her milk, having never gone dry even after eighteen years, flow into the mouths of Jordan and Jacob. A small crowd started gathering around them. The crowd grew bigger once the two started getting sucked in. Cindy felt so much pleasure now. She was so familiar with breast vore, but she’d only done it with only one prey, being Maria. Now, Cindy felt pleasure in both her breasts at the same time. She felt so good when she got to Jordan’s breasts and Jacob’s huge cock. She slurped up their feet with glee. The crowd cheered for her once their feet were completely inside her. Cindy felt the two J’s make love to each other inside her breasts. They stayed in there for the rest of the party.
The rest of the party passed pretty much uniformly for Cindy. About five minutes after Cindy finished voring someone, or setting them free, someone else would come along and ask for her to either vore her or have sex with her. All told, she’d had a total of 14 people in her breasts, 27 people in her womb, and had had sex seven times. By the end of the party, she had 4 people; the J’s as well as another couple, still in her breasts; seven people in her womb; counting Margaret, Boy-Jordan, and the couple making love inside Margaret’s womb; and Maria, who was currently traveling up Cindy’s intestines. (Hey, she had tripped. She didn’t intend to anal vore her daughter.)
As the Party was drawing to a close, Mrs. Witham, now fully nude and with the largest tits anyone at the party had ever seen in their lives, went on the stage to give an announcement.
“Thank you all for coming here today,” she said. “I know that we all wish that this could go on forever, but unfortunately we could only rent this room for five hours. Those five hours are just about up. You can start heading home now. You do not, I repeat, not have to remove your prey from inside you at this time. We have a special website just for this event. You need to simply state who you have inside your breasts or womb, or ass, in one case, and return them to their parents within five days. Or, just tell your prey your name and have them do it for you. Be sure to grab one of those cards on my desk on your way out. Let’s face it, none of us have clothes to fit us. If a cop pulls you over for public indecency, these cards should let you go free 88% of the time.”
“What about the other 12?” asked one of the mothers.
“That’s your problem.”
Cindy walked out along with all the other mothers and the seniors who were not inside one of the said mothers, grabbing a card along the way. She heard several mothers calling their kid’s name, and for two of them, a muffled “here” came from inside her. She then told that mother where her kid was.
Cindy was all set to drive home when she remembered they had taken Margaret’s car.
“Um, Margaret?” asked Cindy.
“Yeah?” asked Margaret from inside her womb.
“How am I supposed to get home in your car? I don’t have the keys.”
“Don’t worry about that,” said Margaret. “It’s push-to-start. As long as you have the key fob inside the car, you’re good.” She paused for a second and added, “good luck fitting in the car with your belly though.”
“Where’s your car?” asked Cindy. Across the parking lot, a car honked and its lights flashed. Cindy walked over to it and opened the driver’s side door. After four failed attempts to get in, Cindy finally managed to cram herself into the car. She drove herself to her house. After her second attempt to unwedge her belly from under the steering wheel, she finally managed to get out of the car. She asked Margaret to lock her car, which she did. Cindy walked into her house and went straight to her bedroom. She sat down on the edge of her bed, and it made a nasty-sounding creak from the combined weight of her and her prey. She was afraid that if she lay down on it, the bed would break.
Cindy asked Margaret, “How are you doing in there?”
“I’m doing just fine.” She sounded pretty tired.
“Margaret, I’m afraid that if I lie down on my bed, the bed will break. It might not if you come out. So what do you say, Margaret?”
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