"535 pounds." sheldon called out, as he crouched beneath his willing subject. Maxine's second chin had quite expanded, her belly soaked up quite a bit of the poundage. Her arms grew even more bloated with fat, so did her calves and breasts. Her bakery had gained more and more money, sheldon had his own lucrative buisiness, a computer-repair business. The two brought in enough money, Sheldon and her combined had compiled enough money to move out of this shabby apartment that was quickly running out of room for Maxine, and into a house as big as a mansion. As they moved into the house, Sheldon spoke. "Well, honey bun, welcome to our new life!" Maxine smiled, and kissed sheldon. "I can't wait, sugar pie. Speaking of honey buns and sugar pies, I think it's time to fill up the blimp again..."
After thirty minutes, sheldon had a meal fit for a king's court prepared for Maxine. "Since we have more space, I think it's time to really kick off. Consider this an appetizer. Maxine was stunned. She felt a brief moment of thought: Appetizer? This was enough to satisfy her for a week back at the apartment. But this was quickly brushed aside by her newfound animal impulse. She had thrown caution to the wind, she now felt not only compelled, not only required, not only desired, but VITAL to fatten herself. A goal nessecary to life itself, she began to tear into two succulent turkeys and a serving plate of Carborona. A full pizza, pre-ordered before the move, was being eaten, and she was eyeing two plates of burgers and fries that sat at the halfway mark of the table. Sheldon, in the kitchen was working as fast as humanly possible to cook up the 'main course.' By the time maxine had finished the full table, Sheldon was standing by her side and began immediately plating the unbelieveable mass of food onto the table: Five turkeys, Three plates of burgers, ten servings of spaghetti and meatballs, a 52-slice-pizza, a whopping ten serving platters full of lasagna. Maxine didn't have time to talk: Eating ensued. She didn't know hunger: She was tearing into the food, and her stomach was expanding with each bite. By the time she had finished the banquet suitable for every athlete in the united states, and her old white blouse and skirt had been stretched to its limits, Sheldon wobbled in with a massive chocolate-vanilla cake. Maxine smiled, and immediately tore into the giant, cramming slice after slice into her mouth.
When she had finished, she leant back, looking at the massive accomplishment. Suddenly, her buttons began tearing off like bullets, plummetting into either dshes, or onto the floor. Her clothes fell open, her body looked like it had gained almost a hundred pounds in one sitting. The chair she sat on cracked and fell to the floor, crumbled. In an instant, Sheldon was on top of her, maxine was too tired to resist, and nodded while gasping from the massive intake of food. Sheldon wastaking off her underwear, unhooking her bra, and then began. By the end of the session, Maxine was lay ing on the floor, naked and panting, sighing, passed out from the exaustion of sex, in a pool of her own sweat. Then...
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