The smell of crackling bacon and fried eggs wafted through the halls of Mariah and Devin’s home away from home. Mariah rolled over onto her lover, pressing him heavily into the bed and planting a smooch on his cheek. It had become one of his favorite ways to wake up. Her soft yet firm breasts would form around his torso and hug him with their warmth. “Good morning, my weighted blanket,” he whispered through a sleepy haze.
“Another nickname?” She smiled with her eyes still shut. Mariah nuzzled her head into the crook of her boyfriend’s neck. “Unless we can turn that into a business where I lay my ladies on rich businessmen, I don’t know if I like being referred to as a piece of furniture.”
“But weighted blankets feel like hugs and you give the best hugs around. Look at this,” Devin slapped his hand onto the side of her tit draped across his chest. “You can give hugs without even needing to use your hands.”
“It’s my superpower,” she yawned and peppered Devin’s neck with kisses. “Did you already get up this morning?”
“No, why?”
“I thought my strong, sexy boyfriend had snuck down to make an early morning breakfast. It smells so yummy.”
Devin knew it couldn’t have been Mariah. She’d tried this move back in the city and there’s no bed on this planet that wouldn’t creak if Mariah was laying on it. “Wasn’t me, I’m sorry to disappoint. Seems like our guest got an early start this morning…”
Devin laid his head back and faced Mariah. Still, her eyes were shut, but she looked just as gorgeous as ever. The sun reflecting off the lake beneath their house shone through her hair, creating a halo effect. “She’s perfect,” Devin thought, as he stroked her face. She smiled softly and slowly opened her eyes, blue as the clear sky above.
She moaned as she stretched, her body twitching when she hit the right spot. Her tits jiggled on his chest like water balloons. “Mmmm… that was a good one. Guess what?” Her eyes looked hungry and she bit her lip teasingly. She leaned into his ear and whispered, “I have to pee.”
What equated to jumping up in a flash for someone of her size, Mariah was up and standing in the doorway with a tongue sticking out at her lover in bed. “That means you have to go all the way downstairs to get ready. Sorry, I don’t make the rules. Kay, love you, bye!” She said as she slowly closed the door and locked it, leaving Devin to roll his eyes. A muffled, “I love you,” came from behind the door, dripping with smugness.
“Love you too, dear,” Devin dragged himself out of bed and wiped the sleep from his eyes. He slipped on a more appropriate lounging outfit and headed downstairs. Rounding the corner to the kitchen, he was greeted by not only the delicious smells of a hearty breakfast, but also a set of cheeks on the largest ass he’d ever seen. That included the expansion art he’d found online.
Trish, their guest for the evening, was sporting a sleep shirt that was clearly too small for her, as her expanding cheeks were turning what should have been a loose hem into a skin tight seal around her hips. Her now 54-inch hips jutted far out, accompanied by two pumpkin sized ass cheeks that were jiggling back and forth as Trish danced with herself while cooking. Devin fought to pull his eyeline away from the hypnotic display, just as Trish turned. She looked a bit red in the cheeks as she tried to pull her shirt down further to cover herself.
“Good morning, darling. So sorry for my indecency. I was planning on getting ready just after I finished making some grub.” Trish walked behind one of the dividing walls between the living room and the kitchen to hide her lower half.
“It’s quite alright, Trish. You slept well, I hope?” Devin covered his eyes to ensure Trish he was no longer ogling her behind.
“Oh yes, sweetie. It was quite nice. Some of the best sleep I’ve had in ages,” her smile hinted to her knowing more than she was letting on. “Be right back, hon. If you wouldn’t mind, could you put some coffee on?” Trish vanished into the living room as she started putting on her clothes from yesterday.
“Of course. By the way, you really didn’t have to do this. It’s quite sweet of you to make us breakfast, but I hope you didn’t feel obligated to do so,” Devin shouted to the other room as he measured out his ground coffee.
“Nonsense, sweetie. You’ve cooked up some delicious meals these past two days and I thought it was only right for me to return the favor.” Trish returned from the living room, pulling her reddish curls into an expansive bun. “Plus, don’t thank me too much - I didn’t have any of this so I used your groceries. Hope you don’t mind,” she smiled, biting her lip out of embarrassment.
“Not at all, Trish,” Devin flipped on the coffee machine to brew as he grabbed a seat at the dining table. “What have you got going on today? Did Mariah tell you?”
“Tell me what?” asked Trish.
“We leave first thing tomorrow morning, so if there are any activities you girls want to get up to before we leave, schedule them quickly,” Devin joked, but caught a flash of sadness in her eyes. “Trish, you alright?”
“Oh, it’s nothing. It’s just… I should have remembered this was just a getaway for you two. I think I’ve been up here for too long and got comfy knowing I had such wonderful neighbors, I just didn’t think about you returning to your regular lives. I’ll,” Trish’s breath caught in her throat. “I’m just very grateful to have spent a little time with you both. You’re quite special, you two.”
“Well, we feel the same. I know you and M have bonded quite a bit but you’ve been nothing but sweet to me. We’re also grateful to have met a woman as wonderful as you,” he smiled.
Trish shook her head, wiping a tear away from her face. “You don’t need to humor me, sweetie.”
“Trish, I promise you I’m not. Mariah found me when I was lost, aimless, alone. She brought me out of my shell and encouraged me to be more outgoing. The least I can do is pay it forward by being kind to people who deserve it, and you’ve been nothing but kind since we met. I’m happy to call you a friend.”
“Whew,” Trish exclaimed, wiping another tear from her eye as she let out an awkward chuckle. “You’re quite the sweetheart, D. Mariah is a lucky gal.”
“I’m the lucky one, really.” On cue, Mariah appeared around the corner. She was dressed for the day in a tank top barely able to contain her ever-expanding melons. She was sporting her bikini from yesterday, which was clearly starting to fail at supporting the girls. She pranced in with a pair of booty shorts and planted a smooch on his cheek.
“Don’t worry, D. I made sure to brush my teeth,” Mariah giggled before kissing her boyfriend on the lips. “You, on the other hand…”
“Is it bad?” Devin asked, covering his mouth.
“I’m not running for the hills, but it’s your turn to get ready. Off you pop,” Mairah gave Devin a playful shove and stole his seat. With a flex of her back, she rests her chest on the dining table, giving her back a break. Both Devin and Trish couldn’t help but see the enormous teats rock back and forth as Mariah checked her phone.
Devin’s stare broke and he hustled upstairs as Trish brought out a plate for Maraiah, along with a cup of steaming black coffee. “You did too much, T.”
“Oh hush, M. Just enjoy,” Trish bumped her overly generous hips into Mariah’s shoulder as she returned to the kitchen to get her plate and coffee. “So… ya’ll leave tomorrow?”
“Yeah! Wow… that really flew by. We have to stay in touch, ya know. I can’t lose a connection with a big gal like me,” Mariah took a bite from a strip of bacon as she slid her phone across the table to Trish. “Put your number in. I’ll text you my number and Devin’s.”
Trish did as she requested, savoring the warmth of the coffee. “Well, I’ll have to find more reason to go to the city, now won’t I…”
“I think you must. I’m going to need to update someone other than my doctor or Devin about the girls,” Mariah giggled, slapping her tit for a nice ripple of flesh. She ignored the shiver of arousal moving through her.
“I’ll have to update you too darling,” Trish wiggled her hips on her two chairs, letting out a symphony of creaks from the wooden legs. “Can I tell you something?”
“Please do,” Mariah leaned in, resting on her giant chest.
“I’m feeling a bit… fuller today,” Trish looked down to her hips and then back to Mariah. “Devin got an eyeful this morning seeing just how tight that nightshirt became when I slept.”
“Oh wow!” Mariah was shocked - even a little jealous of Devin for seeing Trish’s behind and not her. “To tell you the truth - I think I’m a bit fuller as well. This birth control my doctor commissioned is pretty strong.” Mariah looked down at her plunging cleavage, looking like a canyon deep enough to get lost in. The lip of the bikini cup was overflowing with breast flesh. Thankfully, it wasn’t too uncomfortable. “Thank god Devin doesn’t mind. I sometimes get so exhausted thinking about how often I need to upgrade my support.”
“Girl!” Trish couldn’t have agreed more, “think about how many jeans, sweatpants, even leggings I’ve been running through! I think I need to become a dress girlie from now on.”
“I have been thinking about a question that’s been bouncing around in my brain that I’ve been too nervous to ask. It’s about your…” Mariah nodded to Trish’s hips.
“Mariah, sweetie, we’re far beyond being coy about our gifts. Ask away,” Trish dug into her breakfast and eyed Mariah’s tits for a moment.
“Have you ever… gotten stuck… with your hips?” Mariah’s cheeks were growing red with embarrassment.
Trish nearly choked on her coffee, as the question caught her off guard. She started to laugh, trying to catch her breath. “Oh my god, Mariah! Of course, I have!” She continued laughing. “You just reminded me of the time I tried to do a tour of an old colonial ship. Those living quarters were not built for women our size. I tried entering the captain’s quarters with the tour group and I needed three strong men to pull me free.”
Trish’s laughter gave Mariah the permission she needed to laugh as well. The air around them was warm and cheery. Mariah felt a bought of bravery shoot through her. “You think that’s bad… listen to this.” Mariah and Trish got excited, leaning towards each other. “Devin and I had been dating for a few weeks and he wanted to take me out to dinner. I was a bit nervous. It was the first time I’d properly ‘dressed up’ in god knows how long, so I didn’t have much that could fit. I decided on a nice blouse that I had bought a few sizes ago and just barely squeezed it shut as we ran out the door. Oh god, I can’t believe I’m saying this,” Mariah couldn’t hold back her giggles, and neither could Trish.
“As we were ordering, I was being so careful not to make any sudden movements, but some asshole behind us popped a bottle of champagne and I got spooked. I popped up out of my seat for just a second and BAM!” Mariah yelled, scaring Trish into jumping back. At least, as far as her cheeks would let her. “Three buttons popped off, one nailing our waiter straight in the eye. I spent the rest of the night with a huge napkin over my chest and we left a big tip. I’m pretty sure I gave the waiter a black eye.” Mariah covered face in shame, but still couldn’t help laughing. Trish was holding her sides, barely able to catch her breath.
“I’ve yet to hurt someone with my size, but damn girl! You need to keep me updated every time your girls cause some mayhem.”
“Of course, Trish. You have my word.” The woman spent the next few minutes laughing, eating and chatting. They might as well have been old friends reconnecting after years apart. There was clearly chemistry between them, and Devin could clearly see it from the stairs. It warmed his heart. He knew Mariah could come to him and talk about her condition anytime, but Trish truly understood his girlfriend. He knew there was… something more going on. While the idea really hadn’t crossed his mind before, he had an idea for a gift before their trip was over.
He was going to get these two women together. All they needed as a little push.
TO BE CONTINUED