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[thecurvybay]

"Wow! I... I didn't think Second Puberty was real." Anthony stuttered out as he stared at his boss, Raelyne's wobbling, cellulite-rich body jiggle before his very eyes. "H-how did this happen?" He asked as he struggled to rationalise the sight before him with the supermodel thin woman that had strutted into her office at nine in the morning.

"Well, thank you for your astute understa~aaahn~ding of Second Puberty." Raelyne whimpered out as the chair she was sitting on groaned under her burgeoning weight. "I forgot to take my hormone regulator this morning, I was on a major phone conference." Raelyne said, answering Anthony's question. "So, now I need you to focus, okay! I need you to open my desk, get my hormone regulator, inject it into my thigh, and then, i want you to fuck me silly! I'm so horny I can't think straight!" Raelyne panted out as she gyrated her hips for Anthony.

"Oh, come on, big boy~ I've seen your search history. I'm giving you carte blanche to do whatever you want with me, just so long as you make me cum~!" The jiggling plumper mewled as her curves surged several inches in the blink of an eye. "W~without my regulator, my Second Puberty will be permanent! A~and then no one will t~aaahn~ke me seriously."

Anthony nodded numbly as he felt all his blood rush south into his member as he watched his boss crush her chair beneath the widest, fattest, and heaviest ass he'd ever seen. S-she's huge! A-a-and this is just a few hours without her regulator! Anthony thought with awe as he moved to take Raelyne's offer with both of his needy, greedy hands.

[thecurvybay]

"I bet you're having a pretty great day, huh?" Nora asked as she stood over Ryan, her round, wobbling form casting a dark shadow over him. The redhead's jiggling belly filled Ryan's field of vision. "Haven't say, I don't know, swapped out my moisturiser for gaining cream?"

"What? Who me?" Ryan asked, playing coy as he couldn't help get give Nora a smug grin of satisfaction. "Why, I would never do something like that! Especially not to the woman who swapped my protein shake for some cheap alternative from an online retailer that left me with balls the size of basketballs."

"It's not my fault you kept using it after it made them swell!" Nora defended, matching Ryan's smug tone. "When you started, they got as big as grapefruits. Anything after that is your own fault." She couldn't help but admire her boyfriend softly churning balls as they rested on Ryan's thighs. "What is unforgivable is making my perky, petite frame balloon out like this!"

"Well, you said I should keep going, my big, growing nuts turned you on." Ryan pointed out. "Aaand if I had given you gaining cream it might be because you said I couldn't keep clogging the shower and your belly was too small to swallow my loads... so win-win. You're still my bratty cutie but now, you can help me empty my balls without us needing to call a plumber afterwards."

Nora pouted as she couldn't really argue against those points. She definitely had sort of, maybe encouraged him to keep using the alternative because she loved how big and round and full his balls got. "Oookay, fine! But before I do anything, know that all the money we are gonna save on plumbing, is going to be spent on new cute dresses and lingerie for me!"

"Deal."

[thecurvybay]

"Oh, you'd think they would make aisles big enough for a slim woman like me, I can barely move and I'm a size five!" Marie chittered as she adjusted her glasses, seemingly oblivious that her belly was so large and round it acted as a shelf for her obscene busts and softly touched the tiled flooring with every waddling step she made. Nor did she even noticed that her thighs easily touched either side of the aisle, and even then, there were moments where her gargantuan asscheeks slapped and battered product off of the shelves without her noticing. Not that You spoke up. You were beyond transfixed at the woman who looked like she was nearly 900 pounds truly believed that she was still a small, svelte 75 pound beauty.

"Y-yeah… weird, right?" You utter before You found Yourself pulled into a changing, sandwiched perfectly between Marie's belly and the groaning wall as she laid two bikinis that looked more like dental floss across her jiggling oceans of titflesh, showcasing each of them to You.

"Which one of these will be more suitable for me to wear to the beach? The pink extra small is silky and has cute bows, but the blue has a plunging neckline and is gorgeously demure." Marie spoke up as she wiggled her hips, unintentionally gyrating her belly deep into You and Your aching member as she tapped a finger into her pudgey cheek as she sunk deep in thought. You couldn't find the energy to answer, only to let out a small groaning squeak as You try to hold Yourself together. "Oooh! I know!" Marie giggled as she leaned forward as if to whisper a secret to You, smothering You in the deep cavern of her breasts. "I'll buy both and wear them on different days! Everyone will definitely notice me when we hit the beach on our getaway."

"Y-yeah… I-I know I will," You whimper quietly to yourself.