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You don't want to miss the all new series, "BURSTING HER BUTTONS!"

Prissy ABIGAIL is teased by a mysterious new roommate, DAPHNE, who takes advantage of her secret feederism fantasy by seductively and manipulatively fattening up her gluttonous crush KATE right in front of her eyes.

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Bursting Her Buttons: A Female WG Story - Pt. 11. Bloated Bellies and Raunchy Roommates Bhhuu-OOUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRP! After a thunderous belch to make space, a gluttonous woman devours the remains of her fourth burger, patting her taut gut lazily. The greasy meal slitheres down her throat before joining the mountain of calories resting in her inflated midsection, adding even more girth to her bulging figure. Her jeans creak and groan, complaining about the glut of food being forced into it, but the woman pays no attention. Instead, she whisks her ponytail out of the way, parts her sauce covered lips and begins to gorge on two more, one in each hand, trading bites between the two. Across from her sits another woman. She watches the shameless display of greed with a prideful smile. The woman's jiggling bust quivers with each voracious chomp. Her ass shifts in her tiny chair, hips splayed open, thighs warm and inviting. Her gut expands, blowing up like a balloon. Fifteen more burgers await. This gluttonous woman is only getting started. — — — — — Abigail dropped her bags on the floor of her new room with a thump. She was exhausted - the flight from Florida to Seattle was not a fun one by any means. Yet, as tired as she was, she had still managed to maintain her usual uppity demeanour. Her black hair, as sleek as obsidian, was tied into a snug ponytail, with two symmetrical locks hanging loose from the front, framing her face. Her makeup was flawless, yet she didn’t need much. She never bothered to cover up the splash of freckles on her pointed noise- it was one of her best features. Her lush eyelashes needed not any mascara, in case she shroud her gorgeous emerald eyes, nor did her luscious lips need any lipstick. Her outfit added to her elegance. Although her sweatpants were designed to be loose, her plump ass rounded out the rear of them like a glove, the crack between her cheeks teasingly deep, even through the soft matreial. Her crop-top was fitted tight to purposely struggle to contain her perky C cups, and show off her flat stomach. Yet, behind this sleek exterior, she was tired and fed up. She flopped face down on her sheetless bed, moaning into the pillow, unbothered about unpacking. After a moment, someone knocked on her door. “Abi?” Abigail grunted in reply, and a girl entered: her roomate, Becca. Becca had flowing blonde hair, surrounding a round face that still maintained her dainty features. She was even thicker than Abigail, her tights straining to contain her rump, her tits spilling over her bra and out from the nape of her t-shirt. She smiled, blue eyes sparkling. “Long day, huh?” “Mmpf.” "How was the flight?" "Mmmmpf!" "My day was fine, thanks for asking." "Mpf." Then, from down the second floor hallway, outside Abigail’s room rumbled a thundering- BUUUARRRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPPPP! Followed by a chomp, a loud chewing sound, followed by a greedy gulp. Then, the slurping of a straw. Waddling into the room came Kate. Out of the girls, despite Abigail and Becca’s combined beauty, Kate was conventionally the cutest of the trio. Her face, even without any makeup, was stunning; big brown eyes pools of innocence, dark chocolate skin, straight brunette hair, with a kind smile and button nose. Her bust wasn’t the biggest, but her rear end was heaving, fully slipping free from over the wasitband her size-large sweatpants. From the chest up, she was pretty slim. But her lower half was a different story. Kate's belly was huge. Engorged with food, sticking out in front of her like an overinflated basketball. Her dark skin was peeking out from under her shirt, her stomach so bloated she could hardly bend over if she tried. It made an assortment of rumbling sounds, throbbing from the tautness. She was holding a massive burger, sauce covering her hand, and an extra large milkshake. She took another suck of the straw, the gulp so big that her greasy cheeks bulged out and it took four huge swallows to deposit it down her gullet. After the display of greed she wasn’t done- a huge bite of the meaty burger followed, and shortly came another- HHHHOOOOUUUURRRPPP! She patted her overstuffed midsection lazily, tugging down on her shirt, which of course immediately slipped back up. She pushed past Becca with her fat gut. “Mmpf -this placshe - gulp! - is a dump!” Becca rolled her eyes. “It’s not bad at all.” “Have you seen the living room? The whole bottom floor isn't even half as big as my daddy's bedroom back home.” “Not all of us grew up in a mansion, Kate.” “I think you just need higher standards - chomp! - Bhecca. Hurp!” Finally, Abigail rolled over onto her back, her ass jiggling from the movement. She sat against the bed frame, tits jutted out, a snarky scowl on her face. “Not sure why you’re complaining, bubble gut. So long as you’ve got four walls, a roof and an address to order burgers to you should be fine.” Kate scowled back. Looking right at Abigail, she took a huge bite of her burger, eyes watering as she guzzled it down like a python. Becca sighed exasperatedly. However, unbeknownst to her roommates, Abigail blushed slightly. She watched as Kate’s huge belly churned, expanding another inch with the added load of fattening food. She bit her lip as Kate patted it, uncaring to the weight it would add to her growing waistline. Kate had been the slimmest of them, not even a year ago. But, over the course of her first year of university, she’d let herself go, big time. Coming from massive wealth, she had an unlimited supply of money to funnel food into her widening stomach, via online orders. Every meal she’d eaten had been fattening fast food or sugary dessert. She’d gorge all night, while also chugging packs of beers on the weekends. Her athletic bod had billowed full of fat- the fact that her upper half hadn’t found any weight just showed how skinny she’d been. Despite this, her legs and ass were meaty, and her fat gut was permanently stuffed. And Abigail had been there to watch. Every greasy burger, every salty fry, every fattening milkshake. Seen her destroy her figure, give into her voracious appetite… Eat that burger, you fat pig. Eat it for me, I know you want it. Stuff yourself silly, fatten yourself up, keep- “Abi?” Becca snapped Abigail out of her lustful haze. “Pig.” She muttered. Despite their bickering, the tree girls were as close as molecules. High school popular girls, roommates in residence for first year. Now, as second year undergraduates, they’d just moved into their first real house. Many more years for Abigail to harbour her secret infatuation with weight gain. But the house wasn’t a three-bedroom. Rather, there were four available rooms, meaning… “Hic!- is the new girl here yet?” Kate said, ignoring Abigail’s insult. She had no pride anymore. “Not yet,” Becca replied. “But she should be here soon. Actually, I’m surprised she hasn’t-“ Right on que, there was a rap on the front door downstairs. “I’ll get it!” Kate exclaimed. But on her way, she bumped her inflated gut against Becca. hic- bhUURP! And belched right in the curvy blonde’s face. “What the fuck!” “Whoopsies. Sorry Bec.” She said with lacklustre. Becca pushed her down the hall, peppering her with comments about bad habits. Abigail bit her lip as her gluttonous roommate wobbled out of her room. Abigail decided to stay in bed. Let the new girl come to her. She came from a modest upbringing, Abigail had. Nothing like Becca, and certainly not like Kate. This, she had developed a defensive personality, elegant yet stony, always prissy and put together. Her mother had taught her that. But beyond her obsession with self-presentation, there was a deep uncontrollable lust within Abigail - a lust for everything culinary. She couldn’t help but find sensual fascination from a woman gorging herself silly, succumbing to a primal need to be the biggest, the plumpest, the most feminine. And not this new-age feminine standard, either. Ancient, Roman beauty standards, where a fattened woman reflected her status, her power. However, Abigail felt no respect for such gluttonous pigs… she felt a superiority over them. They couldn’t hold in that animalistic greed, not like she could. They could never hold it back. Not like Abigail. She was a complicated girl, that’s for sure. But aren’t we all? Regardless, she rolled back onto her stomach and sank her face into her pillow, daydreaming about Kate’s gargantuan gut. — — — — —“Knock knock.” Abigail awoke from her nap. Another girl was at her door, but she didn’t recognize the voice this time. She lifted her face from her pillow and looked over her shoulder. Her jaw nearly dropped. “Hey,” the girl said with a soft smile. “I’m Daphne.” Abigail was in love. Daphne really did live up to her name, like she'd stepped right out of Scooby-Doo. Pale skin, slim, bright red hair, green eyes to match Abigail’s. She radiated this sly warmth, the gentle curl of her lip just begging to be embraced, kissed, nipped- “Youuur’e Abigail, right?” “Hm?” Daphne waited for an answer. Turning beet red, Abigail fell back to her typical curt ways, despite her pounding heart. “Abi’s fine.” “Cool.” The girls stood awkwardly. Abigail, freaking out, delt her face drop into an apathetic frown. “Can I help you?” Daphne’s grin faded. Idiot! Now she hates me. Why do I always- But, amidst internally cursing herself, Daphne, still straight faced, started strutting towards her. “I don’t know…” Daphne drawled, playing with her bottom lip in a feigned stupor. She reached the foot of Abigail’s bed and began to crawl across it, like a playful fox. Her cleavage hung seductively, teasing the gaze of Abigail. Her ass was pointed high, swaying as she approached on her hands and knees. She finally came upon Abigail, and got up real close to her ear. Her breath was minty and warm against Abigail’s nape. “… can you?” A moment of immense tension. Abigail was panting, never more aroused in her life. But then, Daphne flung herself back, giggling. “I’m just fucking with you! God, so serious!” Abigail’s eyes were like saucers. For once, she was speechless. Awestruck. Daphne gave her a teasing push on the shoulder. “Come on, get ready. I’ve got a party for us to go to. The rest of the roomies are good to go. Don’t worry, I already got the beers…” Moving to the door, Daphne looked back to the bed. “I got a whole pack for the brunette. Kate, right? Seems like she can really put ‘em away.” Daphne pretended to caress a belly bump on her own stomach. “She’s cute, that one.” Abigail nodded. “Come on, Abi! Pre starts at ten!” With that, she left the room. Abigail was left in her wake, panting, mind racing, red-hot, absolutely drenched between her legs. — — — — — BRRAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRPPP!!!!! A wet burp escaped Kate, who’d just crushed her fifth beer. Becca was sitting in the corner, talking to a few guys. She was a player, and knew how to pull on the heart strings of men. Her latex-tight jeans didn’t hurt her chances, either. Abigail, on the other hand, was entranced. She couldn’t take her eyes off the display in front of her. Kate was lounging in a chair, holding her stomach, which was protruding out from her top like a watermelon. Cans were littered around her, her recent conquests. She’d always had an immense alcohol tolerance, even when she’d been skinny… but since her weight gain she was a monster. She beat her chest with her fist to emit another greasy belch. Everyone in the room cheered at the display of consumption, but Kate was looking a bit green around the gills. Perhaps the second and third burgers before the party were starting to catch up to her. However, she had a one woman pit crew. Daphne was perched on the table, looking down at the immobilized Kate. She’d been at her fattened roommate’s side all night, waiting on her, keeping her full of booze. Now she was massaging her gut, brining Kate a great deal of relief. “Aww, poor girl! Here, let’s try and make some more room.” She gave Kate a soft clap on the gut, causing another- Bhhhrrrruuuuuuuurrp Abigail literally pinched herself. Then, Daphne looked over at her. Abigail averted eye contact. Oh God. Had she seen her staring? Daphne smiled wide, crossing her legs. She turned back to Kate. “Let’s have another, Kitty Kat. Wont you have another with me?” She pouted at Kate, who laboredly rose her hands in defense. “I don’t know… too… full…” “Oh, no such thing!” Daphne got low, to the piggish girl’s ear, whispering. “You know, I have on good authority a reason to believe there’s a hot guy here who... likes em big. You know what I mean?” Kate, despite her pulsating gut, perked up. “Matt?” She whispered. Daphne shrugged, but winked too. Then spoke loudly again. “So, Kate, should we finish the six-pack?!” People around the room looked over, but it was Abigail, and Abigail alone, that Daphne eyed while she announced Kate’s impending gluttonous feat. No way she does it! She’s the size of a barge already! She’ll pop, I’m sure of it! But Kate had a determined look in her eyes. With maximum effort, she stood. Her stomach wobbled as she rose. It sloshed and churned, and some of it tried to escape up Kate’s gullet. She forced it to stay down though. She straightened her back, and it jutted out to its full width. Also, her thighs and rump were burgeoning, the waistband of her leggings skin tight and tearing at the seams. She looked as big as she’d ever, her decent into a shameless hog on full display. Daphne revealed the beer bong. Stood on the table and stuck it into Kate’s expectant mouth. Her hungry lips engulfed it, and her eyes shut in determination. Daphnis raised the massive can of beer. “Can I get a chant, people!?” CHUG! CHUG! CHUG! Abigail was bellowing, jumping up and down, her ponytail coming loose from its meticulous binds in her excitement. Gulp! Gulp! Gulp! Gulp! Down the funnel went the frothy liquid, down and down into the gullet of the expanding girl. Becca came behind her and pulled her hair into a high ponytail, which bobbed with every hork of the bong. Her waist began to inflate, and her pants started to strain. Abigail could literally see the beer filling her chubby roommate to the brim, turning her into a blimp by the second. She clenched her teeth, absentmindedly lowering a hand to her crotch Get it down, you whale. You fat hog. I want to see you so full, you can’t even move. So full all you can do is let Daphne fill you up and rub you until- HURP! A curt belch, and she’d done it. The beer was gone. There was a moment of silence. The massively bloated Kate stood, gut swaying. Her hands held onto it for dear life, and to everyone’s shock, it began to blow up. It expanded in her hands, spreading them apart. Her face grew concerned as the pressure increased more than she’d ever known. “Hnggg… too… much…” Becca helped Kate sit back down, but the inflation surged on. It pushed her away from the table, the dark orb rising from under her top, stretch marks visible. And her waistband, it dug into her gut as is billowed out, tightening, tighter, tighter, until- RIIIIIPPPPPPPP! Kate’s leggings tore down both sides of her hips. Like cracks in an ice burg, it ran all the way down her massive legs and peeled off, leaving her lower body completely naked, save her panties. Her chocolate skin was throbbing from being so confined, but now that it had space to breathe it was obvious how fat she was now. She looked like Kim K, with a rump so plump it could smother someone, spilling over the chair, her hips child-bearing worthy. Kate, her hair in a ponytail, beer covering her face and dripping onto her chest, eyes half lidded and mouth agape, beautiful features glazed over with an air of gluttony, belched one more time. And then something that Abigail would never have even dreamt of happening, happened. CR-AAACK! The chair leg snapped. Kate fell on her padded ass, no worse for wear. She then promptly passed out, send into a coma from the amount of calories in her taut gut. That was the first time Abigail had organismed in public. As Becca and one of the guys, Matt, hoisted the plump girl to her feet to take her home, Daphne strutted over the Abigail’s cuck corner. Like before, she got up in her ear. “Hope you liked the show, because it’s a regularly scheduled programming from here on out.” She pranced after Becca. Abigail gawked. One of the boys came up to her. “Damn. Who the hell is she?” Abigail sighed. An angel. “She’s hot.” “Shut the fuck up, Tom.”END OF PART 1!...
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You're welcome :)
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We... exist? In numbers bigger than, say, five? Two-bloody-hundred, you say? That should not surprise me as much as it does. Hm. In any case, I'm much too haphazard to really join without scaring myself off the website, but you have my watch for sure!
Juliana224
Glad to have another watcher! :)
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