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Roxy's mouth hung open, as she accepted an onslaught of fattening food from a trio of feeders. The foodstuffs that were currently filling up her gut and slowly rendering her immobile were none other than the pastries and sweets created by her friend, Jane Crocker.
Jane, Roxy's slightly pudgy, bespectacled friend was among this trio of fatteners, along with two of her other friends, Dirk Strider and Jake English.
The cakes were absolutely delicious, so Roxy certainly had no complaints as more and more of it was crammed into her awaiting mouth. In addition to being large, and delicious, the cakes were quite fattening, with Roxy gaining a noticeable layer of pudge for each one she gulped down.
Before long, her shirt began to ride up, stretching and straining to accommodate her ceaselessly bloating belly.
Her friends began working in shifts as they filled her, one of them cramming the cakes into her mouth, while the other two would rub her swollen, wobbly gut, eliciting small, delighted moans from the Lalonde.
Roxy had little time between each cake that she was forced to eat, her feeder barely pausing long enough for her to let out a belch and release some of the gas from within that bloated tummy.
In addition to her stomach fattening, the rest of her body soon followed, her thighs, rear, arms, breasts, and just about everything else gaining a serious addition of fat.
Her shirt was long gone at this point, in addition to her bras and panties, only scraps of pink and white cake-covered fabric scattered on the floor to remember them by. Now, in addition to her gut, Roxy could feet her breasts being fondled by the Alpha Kids who weren't occupied with shoving cake in her face.
And then, Roxy crossed a threshold, rendered an immobile, helpless blob of fat. She was unable to move, or do anything, and the stream of cakes only hastened from here. As her helpless, lardy body continued to swell, showing no signs of stopping or slowing down, Jane and Jake began groping all over, fondling and running their hands all over Roxy's many rolls of fat, unable to distinguish what part of her body was what. Roxy was now a mountain of flesh, able only to wobble, and occasionally moan or belch at her friend's touch, existing only to get larger and eat more cake.
Jane, Roxy's slightly pudgy, bespectacled friend was among this trio of fatteners, along with two of her other friends, Dirk Strider and Jake English.
The cakes were absolutely delicious, so Roxy certainly had no complaints as more and more of it was crammed into her awaiting mouth. In addition to being large, and delicious, the cakes were quite fattening, with Roxy gaining a noticeable layer of pudge for each one she gulped down.
Before long, her shirt began to ride up, stretching and straining to accommodate her ceaselessly bloating belly.
Her friends began working in shifts as they filled her, one of them cramming the cakes into her mouth, while the other two would rub her swollen, wobbly gut, eliciting small, delighted moans from the Lalonde.
Roxy had little time between each cake that she was forced to eat, her feeder barely pausing long enough for her to let out a belch and release some of the gas from within that bloated tummy.
In addition to her stomach fattening, the rest of her body soon followed, her thighs, rear, arms, breasts, and just about everything else gaining a serious addition of fat.
Her shirt was long gone at this point, in addition to her bras and panties, only scraps of pink and white cake-covered fabric scattered on the floor to remember them by. Now, in addition to her gut, Roxy could feet her breasts being fondled by the Alpha Kids who weren't occupied with shoving cake in her face.
And then, Roxy crossed a threshold, rendered an immobile, helpless blob of fat. She was unable to move, or do anything, and the stream of cakes only hastened from here. As her helpless, lardy body continued to swell, showing no signs of stopping or slowing down, Jane and Jake began groping all over, fondling and running their hands all over Roxy's many rolls of fat, unable to distinguish what part of her body was what. Roxy was now a mountain of flesh, able only to wobble, and occasionally moan or belch at her friend's touch, existing only to get larger and eat more cake.
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