The clothes I used to workout in have now become the clothes I stuff my belly in…. I love how this top has turned into a bra and my abs have turned into a chubby belly 😉
I feel like this prompt is gonna get a lot of similar entries, so I tried to change it up at least a little bit. This one goes out to all my lovely wlw feedist folks 🥰 it gets very NSFW towards the end 🤭 this is actually my first time writing any sort of smut, ever, so please let me know what you think!
Another long one (sorry, I got carried away) that contains teasing this time, though with the whole “nurse” thing, I feel that’s implied…
Nicole and her girlfriend Sarah thought it would be funny to both dress as nurses this Halloween. Trouble is, Nicole really seems to be getting into character…
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Nicole and Sarah practically spilled out of the Uber upon arriving home from the Halloween party, each tumbling over the other, laughing all the way. Nicole would be sure to tip their driver extra in the morning - things were getting a little steamy and kissy in the car, but the driver stayed quiet and kept their eyes on the road. She was sure they had probably dealt with much worse from worse-off riders.
They fumbled through the front door of their apartment as best they could while still maintaining some form of skin contact with each other. Nicole, especially, was feeling particularly feral for Sarah this evening. Sarah had worn the same nurse costume as she did last year (to the party where they met, actually), but over these last 12 months had gradually put on some (a lot of) relationship weight. The dress was already tight by nature last year - but now, it was hugging all of her curves deliciously. Said curves were, at this time, threatening to snap the buttons holding the dress together at the front and spill out in all of their glory. Nicole was determined to make good on that threat.
Nicole’s own nurse costume, bought fresh this year to match her girlfriend’s, fit her like a glove.
Presently, Nicole’s right hand was making its way down Sarah’s long, soft hair, which was growing past her mid-back now. Convenient - it would make the transition from hair to back to midsection quite smooth and hardly noticeable. She inched and inched her right hand slowly, all while maintaining her left hand at the back of Sarah’s head, holding her close so she could sloppily kiss her beautiful girlfriend with probably too much tongue. She couldn’t help it - not when Sarah tasted so terribly sweet. Probably all the candy she stuffed into her face at the party the drunker she got. By the sounds of Sarah’s erotic moaning, she didn’t mind. For their part, Sarah’s hands were planted firmly on Nicole’s tight ass, groping it. Glorious.
Finally, Nicole’s right hand found purchase on Sarah’s side, right on the edge of her rounding middle. Feeling brave, she gave it a slight squeeze. Sarah shifted with mild discomfort but didn’t break their kiss. Nicole squeezed again, harder this time, which did the trick.
“Mmmf…babe…sorry, but could you not? I just…I’m a little self-conscious about…I mean…I don’t want you to feel my stomach.” Nicole took a step back, holding Sarah’s gaze intensely. “Self conscious? Of what? You’re perfect, you’ve never been sexier.” She tried to plant her lips back on her girlfriend’s, but Sarah turned her cheek. Which ticked Nicole right off. “You’re so full of shit,” Sarah chastised. “I was definitely a lot sexier before I put on like fifty pounds in a year. I need to start dieting, like, tomorrow.”
Nicole’s body did an odd thing, where it throbbed below at the mention of “put on 50 pounds in a year,” but also made her stomach drop at “diet tomorrow.” That would not be happening - not if Nicole had anything to say about it. A fire within her stirred. She cocked an eyebrow at Sarah and let go of where she was grasping to clasp Sarah’s hands instead.
“Diet? Sarah, baby, which one of us are you trying to fool - me or yourself?” Sarah’s mouth hung open in shock. “I - what? What exactly are you trying to say, Nicky?” “What I’m saying, gorgeous, is that you know damn well you aren’t going to diet. You’re not going to exercise, either. And this-” she went for it and grabbed Sarah’s doughy middle with both hands - “-isn’t going anywhere.” Sarah was speechless. She knew she should be mad - furious, even - but instead, a wave of butterflies flew through her. She flushed a deep crimson and squeezed her legs together to quell the smoldering heat gathering between them. With no words of protest from Sarah, Nicole continued.
“You think I haven’t been watching you when you stuff yourself completely full at every meal? You think I haven’t noticed how much you seem to enjoy our movie nights? I know you think I can’t see you in the dark on those nights, but I’m never watching the movies, Sarah. I’m watching you. I’m watching the way you greedily devour slice after slice of pizza, bag after bag of popcorn, can after can of soda. I’m watching you rub and massage your swollen gut afterwards, and I hear the way you sigh with pleasure while you do it.” Sarah almost couldn’t bear the shame, the embarrassment. She had absolutely no idea Nicole had been watching her in those moments. Her eyes watered, but the fire in her lower belly roared. She had to squeeze her legs together again and shift.
“Did you think this, the fucking hottest result of your constant overeating over the last year was like…some sort of surprise to me? Did you think it just snuck up on you and grew overnight?” Nicole poked Sarah’s pillowy tummy on every emphasis. “Oh, but don’t think I haven’t noticed the other bits of you that have been growing, my love…” Nicole trailed off, gliding her hands across the latex of Sarah’s nurse costume, slowly working their way to her rear end. She gave Sarah’s plush ass a squeeze and Sarah instinctively moaned, becoming breathy and heady. Pleased with that reaction, Nicole moved to her luscious tits, which could not be contained in the costume. Sarah had had to leave the top two buttons undone to allow her generous cleavage to breathe, even before they left for the party. Nicole popped a few more of the top buttons open so she could free Sarah’s tits from the costume and fondle a breast in each hand. As she did this, she finally leaned back in to tongue Sarah’s wanting mouth.
After several seconds of sloppy kissing, Nicole stopped, took Sarah by the hands again, and led her to their kitchen table. “C’mere, baby. Let Nurse Nicky get a better look at you.” She sat Sarah down in a kitchen chair. Sarah, too turned on to protest, obeyed. “Tsk, tsk. Look at the state of you. You chugged so many beers at that party, I’m absolutely shocked your belly hasn’t burst out of this tiny costume yet. That’s terrible for your health, you know.” Nicole took her time, circling Sarah like a shark, taking in every inch of her. Sarah felt like vulnerable prey - prey that didn’t mind being cornered. She quietly, secretly wished for Nicole to keep going. “And all that candy you ravenously devoured? That’ll rot your teeth. And…” Nicole stopped directly in front of Sarah and bent down until they were eye level, “…all that sugar is going to wind up right here.” She softly rubbed sarah’s gut, with all the affection she could muster. “…and here,” she continued, again groping Sarah’s growing chest. “…and of course, your huge ass, since you spend so much time sitting on it these days,” she finished.
Sarah couldn’t hide her arousal any longer. “Do you want to take this to the bedroom? I’ll let you touch and squeeze…whatever you want,” she huffed. Nicole clicked her tongue. “Sorry, honey. That’s not what the doctor has ordered. Instead, I’m going to prescribe you...” she sauntered over to their fridge, peered inside, and smiled devilishly. “…cake.”
The small heart-shaped cake sitting in their fridge was meant to be shared the following evening in celebration of their anniversary. Nicole could not imagine a better way to celebrate than feeding it to her loving partner tonight, though. She desperately wanted to give the remaining buttons on Sarah’s costume a run for their money. From her spot on the chair, Sarah whimpered. “…cake? But…I’m so full. I ate a ton of food at the party, not to mention all those beers have me super bloated,” she begged. She already knew her plea was going to fall on deaf ears, and her panties grew wet at the thought of the act of pure gluttony she was about to commit. Nicole planted the cake on the kitchen table in front of her.
“Don’t worry, baby. Nurse Nicky is here to help you.” Much to Sarah’s surprise, Nicole sat on her lap and gave her tummy another gentle rub. “Let’s see how much of this medicine you can take.” Nicole had apparently also grabbed a fork, with which she scooped a heaping bite of the cake and slid it slowly, sensually into Sarah’s mouth. Sarah moaned in deep pleasure; also, the cake was a delicious red velvet with cream cheese filling. Her favorite (which, of course, Nicole knew.) “That’s my girl,” Nicole cooed adoringly, giving Sarah’s middle another rub and collecting the next bite on the fork. Sarah obediently swallowed every bite she was offered, increasing her chewing and swallowing pace with each.
The more Sarah ate, the fuller she felt, and the hornier she became as a result. Nicole sensed this and removed her hand from Sarah’s stomach, causing Sarah to whine pathetically…at first. Because Nicole instead slid her hand between Sarah’s thickening thighs, which Sarah eagerly spread once she realized what she was doing. Nicole continued feeding Sarah with one hand, but now she was slowly rubbing her thumb over Sarah’s panties with the other, up and down, up and down, taking care to swipe over her clit at each upward pass. Sarah’s slickness was now drenching her panties through to the outside, which Nicole used to increase the speed at which she rubbed.
Sarah was truly squirming and panting now, and took the fork out of Nicole’s hand so that she could desperately feed herself. Nicole used this opportunity to employ her newly freed had back to rubbing Sarah’s tightening gut. Nicole was panting heavily now too, impossibly turned on by Sarah’s display of utter piggishness. She ran her hand over the upper part of Sarah’s stomach, feeling it harden right beneath her fingertips as Sarah kept on eating. Nicole deftly pulled Sarah’s underwear to the side and, thanks to how soaking wet she was, slipped a finger right inside. Sarah stopped eating to call out erotically, “fuck, Nicole! I won’t stop if you don’t.”
Nicole happily obliged. She started slow, but didn’t want to leave her poor, beautiful, lustful girlfriend wanting, so she entered a second finger and began to pump them into her faster. Sarah was now unable to tell whether her moans were from being fingered or from the eating. She was feeling filled in several senses of the word.
Eventually, Sarah put down the fork. Unbelievably even to herself, she had finished the entire cake. Her stomach rumbled and a loud burp erupted from her, which Sarah was helpless to stop. Nicole soaked her own underwear at that. She sat up and looked at Sarah, whose mouth was stained with icing. “That was fucking hot. Do it again,” Nicole demanded. She rubbed Sarah’s overstuffed belly harder and inserted another finger into her, now furiously “come-hither”ing with all three. The vigorous movement of that, combined with the belly rubs, worked to coax out another monstrous belch from Sarah, and then several things happened at once:
The final buttons containing Sarah’s fat in her costume snapped, and it spilled out in front of her onto her lap, coming to rest against Nicole’s thighs. Nicole’s pussy throbbed, hard, and she buried her tongue back into Sarah’s mouth, kissing her hungrily. Finally, and with great force, Sarah came hard on Nicole’s hand, pulsating for a good while after it was all over.
Nicole removed her fingers from within Sarah, kissed her forehead, then got up and slowly walked across the room to stop at their bedroom door. She looked back at the love of her life, who looked a total mess: panting, red velvet icing smeared across her mouth, swollen fat gut on full display. Her face was red with effort and post-orgasm bliss. She had taken to rubbing her own stomach. Nicole wanted to eat her whole….and would.
“Whenever you can stand up, I’ll need you to come right this way, please,” she said. Sarah looked up at her with doe eyes. “I’ve got a few more tests I’d like to run on you. So, whenever you’re ready, step into the nurse’s office.”
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