After much searching on the web, you've fallen into the lair of Gaz Acantha, renowned her her beauty and hunger for men. As you lay in the sticky strands that caught you, you hear a warm, sultry giggle come from the darkness around you, as her tall, powerfully thicc figure steps into the single beam of natural light that she allows into her home.
"Well well well, what do we have here? A man?" Gaz cooes in a warm, lusty tone. "It sure has been a while since I had company. Why don't you stay, manthing~?"
A women actually but I'm willing to forgive you and that sweet ass of yours and speaking of sweets I have a full box of sweets for you to fatten that big ass of yours and maybe snap that cute belt around your waist
You misunderstand, dear little guy. I am indeed a woman. A big, beautiful woman. A six-eyed, blue demoness of a woman. And the only mistake you made was calling me a girl... but don't worry about that!
Her voice takes on a playful lilt as she steps closer to you, lifting up her long black hair and exposing her neck and shoulders. "I do appreciate the offer of my sweets, though!" She reaches out with one hand, delicately taking the box from your hands. "And I must say..." Her other hand glides down over her rounded hip, feeling it through the fabric of her dress. "...that does sound like a lovely idea."
A sultry smile crosses her lips as she sets the box aside, looking you up and down in ways that you don't quite understand... at least not yet. "Maybe there's something else I could
"Hmm... I don't know if you're really big enough to fill me up the way I like it..." Gaz trails off, her eyes narrowing playfully as she appraises you. "But maybe we could work something out..."
The demoness takes a step closer, pressing her ample chest against yours, her sharp teeth gleaming in the faint light as she licks her lips. "Why don't you show me what you've got there?" She tilts her head to the side, eyes half-lidded with desire.
Yea but how about first I get some more more sweeties for you tk enjoy like chocolate covered éclairs and maybe these will fatten that gigantic ass of yours so we can snap that tight belt around your waist and maybe rip those stretched leggings you've adorned those beautiful thicc thighs with
Gaz hums contently at the suggestion, her hand slipping down between your legs to feel how much you want her right now. "Mmm... that sounds like a very good plan." She grinds against you and moans softly, her breath hot on your ear. "Maybe once we've taken care of my sweet tooth, we can move onto filling me up with something even better..." Her fingers expertly stroke you, teasing and pleasuring until she feels you start to get hard.
With a pleased smile, she steps back again, giving you room to breathe... for now. "Go on, sweet thing," she purrs, waving a hand in the general direction of the box with dismissal. "Help yourself."
If you'd let me my gorgeous goddess I'd love to be the one to stuff you full of éclairs and chocolates to the point your fit to burst and I know for a fact if your a good little goddess that belt you've got wrapped around that pot belly kf yours will snap like a twig
Her laughter rings through the darkness like sweet music, making your heart race in anticipation of her touch. "Oh, you're just too cute, manthing," she croons, stepping closer once more and pressing her voluptuous body against yours. With her other hand, she runs a thumb over your lips suggestively before leaning forward to taste them herself.
"Hmm... as much as I'd love that, you should know better than to try to boss me around." She pulls back with a wink and a grin, her voice taking on an affectionate tease. "But since you're being so nice, how about we have some fun? You can be the one to help me eat my treats..."
Her fingers trail down your chest, tickling and teasing as she begins to unbutton your shirt. "And after that," she whispers in your ear, her hot breath sending
"Hmm yes please I'd expect nothing more then to fatten you up and make that ass even bigger then it is and then ravage your emence beauty to your likeing" I say before feeding gaz a trolley of éclairs minutes go by and the éclairs have finished gaz is as fat as violet beauregarde after the gum and finally she let's out a burp of fullness that finally causes her belt that was holding on for dear life to snap
When the belt finally gives way with an audible snap, Gaz lets out a satisfied moan that reverberates through her core. Her eyes flutter closed as she grinds against you in anticipation, feeling your growing desire for her. With a wicked glint in her eye, she pushes you down onto the sticky strands of web that serve as her bedding and lowers herself over you, trailing kisses along your jawline before finally claiming your lips with hers. Her tongue darts out to duel with yours as she rocks her hips against yours in a hungry rhythm.
Her hands move restlessly across your body, feeling every inch of muscle and skin, until they find what they're looking for: the bulge at the front of your pants. With a pleased growl, she frees it from its confines, taking your aching length fully into her hand. "And after that
Aww it's okay sweetcheeks here I know it must be painful with that big belly of yours it feels so tight and full let me rub it for you to ease the pain for you because we're not done yet darling your still perfectly mobile after were done next you'll be waddling around the bedroom and then when we're finally done the only way your getting around is by my rolling your perfect fat ass around
Oh you're such a sweet thing! squeeze How could I possibly resist someone so considerate? You'd better be planning on getting yours after taking care of me like this, big boy... With that said, Gaz leans down to nibble at your neck as she begins to pleasure you with expert strokes. Her other hand reaches up to cup one of her massive breasts, rolling a stiff nipple between thumb and forefinger as she moans against your skin.
Her body is on fire, hunger burning in every part of her. You can feel the way she trembles with desire as you touch her, but you also know that there's something else driving her - some primal urge to dominate and be worshipped. It only serves to make your cock throb harder in her hand, making her smile grow wickedly.
Mmhmm that's the way to think that my fat goddess get ready because soon you won't be able to waddle threw the door without getting this fat ass and giant belly stuck threw the door
Her fingers grip your length tighter as you say that, her nails scoring lightly over the head of your cock. Her hips rock faster now, taking her closer to release with every downward thrust, even though she knows there's no end in sight for this night. The idea of being trapped and unable to move only serves to make her hotter, her moans louder as the tension builds within her.
Her free hand comes up to cup your cheek, stroking your skin before tracing the pad of her thumb across your lips teasingly. "I'm all yours for the night," she purrs, arching into you with more force. "Just remember that I won't be satisfied until we both are."
Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she climbs higher, closer to that elusive release. Gaz Acantha has never been one to play it cool;
I'll be satisfied once your too fat to move and your a helpless immobile blob of pleasure hornyness and fatness ofac sweet cheeks
Gaz moans loudly at your words, her inner walls tightening around nothing as she comes hard, squeezing your cock with every contraction. Her release leaves her spent and satisfied... but only for a moment. The hunger soon returns, burning brighter than before. With one last sharp thrust, she cries out as her body is finally claimed by ecstasy once more, her muscles quivering around you as she squirts hot liquid over your fingers and chest.
For long moments, she lies boneless against you, gasping for air as she comes down from her high. "Mmmm..." She sighs contentedly, her hand moving to idly stroke the back of your neck. "That was... intense." A small giggle bubbles up from deep within her chest. "But I've always been a girl who likes things... intense."
Her lips curve
Ssshhh it's okay my strong goddess but don't worry those tight abs and burning muscles will soon be replaced with soft plushy fat when I'm don't stuffing you with sweets and deserts soon your feet touching the floor will be a thing of imagination after your made too fat to walk cause soon you be able to waddle from side to side then when we're nearly done the only way you will be moving around the house is by being rolled asif you were violet beauregarde after she ate the gum you'll be nothing but a helpless blueberry blob of lust desire and pleasure
The thought of becoming that helpless and fat does strange things to Gaz; her breath hitches, her heart racing in anticipation as she imagines it. "Oh, you..." She whispers, tilting her head back to meet your gaze with a mischievous glint. "I could... get used to that." A slow blush crawls up her neck and colors her cheeks, making her eyes sparkle with desire. "And I don't know about rolling me around the floor like some sort of giant blueberry..." She trails off suggestively, a wicked smile curving her lips. "...but if it means spending more time with you...?"
Her fingers tease idly at the neckline of her dress, toying with the lace before finally tugging it downward, revealing even more of her luscious curves. "What do you say, hmm? Want to see where
It's okay baby when uou get to the point of immobility and I have to roll you around the entire process with give you a state of constant arousal and make it super pleasurable whenever I even touch you
Gaz's eyes widen with delight at the thought of being so completely under your control. "Oh, that sounds..." She bites her bottom lip, trying to contain a shiver as she imagines it. "...incredible." Her breath hitches as you continue to stroke her body through her dress, feeling the fabric slide across her skin with each caress. Gaz arches into your touch, eager for more contact. "I think..." She says softly, letting out a moan at the feel of your fingers grazing her bare flesh. "...that I'd like that very much."
Her hand moves to circle your wrist, pulling you closer until she can feel the heat of your skin against hers. Her lips find yours in a hungry kiss, her tongue pushing past your teeth to explore every corner of your mouth. Her hips rise off the floor as she grinds against you, desperate for more contact. "Make me fat
Ofcourse my love anything for you my overweight goddess
Her voice lowers to a sultry purr as you stroke her body, your touch sending shivers of pleasure through her. Gaz arches into the contact, moaning loudly as she feels your fingers caress her skin. "You're going to make me so fat," she whispers breathlessly, letting out another throaty groan as you continue to tease and please her.
Her hands find their way underneath your shirt, feeling the warmth of your skin against hers. She presses up closer, grinding against you in time with the movements of her hips. "Just how fat do you want me?" she asks, her voice husky with desire. "Tell me what to do..."
Her tongue darts out between her lips, tracing along the line of her bottom teeth before slipping back inside her mouth again. Her eyes never leave yours, her gaze hot and intense as she waits
For now im going to make you so fat your only going to be able to waddle around the house anymore and you'll be so exhausted you'll need to sit down and so fat your never going to fit threw a door frame again but luckily I'll always be they're to push your giant beautiful body threw and feed you asmuch as you'd like
Gaz moans deeply as you describe your intentions, her hips rocking harder against yours in anticipation of the excessive fatness she's about to gain. Her fingers dig into your back, urging you on as she feels you growing harder beneath her touch. "Yes," she hisses, arching further into the contact. "Fatten me up so much... I'll be yours forever..."
Her tongue flickers out once more, wetting her lips before sliding between them suggestively. Her breath comes in short gasps as you pleasure her, the tension building inside her, making it difficult to concentrate on anything but the sensations coursing through her body. She's never been one to hold back; when she feels this need, this desperate craving for release... well, there's simply no stopping her now.
Her eyes close, focused solely on the feeling of your fingers on her skin
Okay darling all you've got to do my love is sit they're and eat and eat all the food I push into your face and get ready for all the movement you'll be able to do is push fries down your throat adding to your ever ending fastness
Her moans fill the air as you pleasure her and describe your intentions. Her thighs shake with every movement, her hips arching off the floor in search of deeper contact. Gaz can feel herself getting closer, the tension building inside her almost to the point of pain. With a sharp intake of breath, she comes undone, crying out as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her.
Her body shudders with release, fingers digging into your shoulders for purchase. "Oh God..." She whispers, panting heavily as her vision begins to return. Her eyes flutter open, meeting yours once more. "That... that was amazing." Gaz smiles, a wicked gleam in her eye. "I'm ready for whatever you want now, sweet cheeks..."
"Okay then sit down in bed because you won't be getting up fir the next 24 hours" the night I'd long and delicious as the sun rises the next morning gaz is fast asleep after the eternal stuffing that happend that night she was now grown incredibly the size her fatness now stands across the entire Queen sized bed
In the dim light filtering through her eyelids, Gaz isn't sure where she is at first. Her mind feels fuzzy and slow as if clogged with syrup, but then a wave of pleasure washes over her, reminding her of everything that happened last night. She lets out a satisfied moan and snuggles deeper into the warmth surrounding her, relishing in the fullness that permeates every inch of her being.
Her fingers trail lazily across the sheets, feeling the smooth fabric against her plushy skin. A sleepy smile tugs at the corners of her mouth as she imagines what today might bring: more food, more pleasure... maybe even another encounter with her mysterious lover from last night. Gaz lets out a contented sigh and drifts back off to sleep, dreaming of being wrapped in your embrace forever.
I peak threw the door to check on my gigantic goddess of fatness to see she is okay as she slumbers before I close the door quietly to hope not to awake her before I go back to the kitchen to continue cooking the gigantic breakfast she would need as I await for the giant bang of her taking a step out of bed and wait for her cries to help her get threw the bedroom door and help her waddle side to side to the kitchen
Gentle fingers trail across her belly as she stirs in her slumber, the warmth of the touch like a caress against her sensitive skin. Her eyelids flutter open, revealing bleary eyes focused on nothing in particular. The room is still mostly dark, but a thin stream of light trickles through a nearby window, painting her plump form in honeyed shadows.
Her mouth feels like it's stuffed with cotton, but she remembers vaguely that it was filled with the most delicious food last night... and maybe even something else as well. The thought makes her blush beneath the covers. Gaz hums contentedly to herself, waiting for her senses to return before deciding what comes next.
I grow tired of waiting and enter the goddesses room to excited her about the gigantic breakfast buffet that awaits her downstairs
Gaz's eyes slowly focus on the figure standing in front of her, a slow smile spreading across her lips as recognition dawns. "Mmmm..." she hums contentedly, stretching languidly beneath the sheets. "Good morning, sweetcheeks." Her voice is still husky with sleep, but there's an undeniable note of excitement and anticipation as she looks at you. "You did say 'breakfast,' right?"
She pouts playfully, pretending to be hurt that you might have forgotten. "Don't make a girl starve just because she decided to have a little fun last night..." Her eyes flutter shut as her fingers dance idly over her soft belly, the touch sending shivers of pleasure through her. "Oh, I am so full... but I suppose a bit more wouldn't hurt..."
"Come on sweetheart your breakfast buffet is waiting for you down stairs" as I finish gaz eyes shoot open and try ro get up out kf bed with all her might but her fat is too much and stopps her from getting up as I watch she stuggles to get our of bed for 15 minutes before she finally stands up a giant bang follows her feet touching the ground
Finally free of the bed, Gaz wobbles uncertainly on her newly thick legs before steadying herself against the dresser. She lets out a soft moan as she feels the weight of her body pressing down on her fat, tender feet. "Ow... my toes..." she mutters with a giggle, wiggling them experimentally.
Her eyes find you again, and she can't help but feel a surge of affection for whoever is responsible for this delicious torture. "I am seriously never going to fit through another door again..." Gaz complains good-naturedly as she makes her way toward the stairs, each step an effort that leaves her gasping for breath.
Her hand reaches out to steady herself on the banister, fingers splayed across the polished wood. "This is going to take forever..." she pants, glancing back over her shoulder with a half-lidded
She steadily makes it donw the stairs and gaz stand still for a minute to catch her breath at the bottom of the stairs she looks up and they're it is down the hallway a giant breakfast buffet glistening in the light for her a small stream of drool laid down her mouth as she waddles down as fast as she can with isn't that fast she forgets she can't get threw the small doorframe to the kitchen and suddenly she is stopped as both sides of her waist and stomach have wedged themselves in between the door
Gaz's face flushes with embarrassment as she realizes her predicament. "Ow... this is ridiculous..." She tries to wiggle herself free, but it only serves to press her body tighter against the doorframe. Her breath comes in sharp gasps, her chest heaving beneath the stretched fabric of her dress.
Finally giving up on the idea of escape, she leans her heavy frame against the door and sighs in defeat. "Well," she says, trying to make light of the situation as she glances down at her enormous body trapped like a beached whale. "I guess I'll just have breakfast... here."
Her gaze drifts back up to meet yours, and for a moment it feels like she might be thanking you. Or possibly challenging you. It's hard to tell with Gaz; her expressions are as unpredictable as her app
"Hey hey its okay my darling don't get upset let me just get behind you and push you threw we've done it before we'll do it again" I get behind gazs giant fat pillowy ass and begin to push but I just slowly sink into her giant mountains if clapmeat gaz let's put a quick and high eeep as I push and sink into her giant behind
"Oooohh..." Gaz moans in surprise as she feels you press against her back, feeling your weight pressing into her plushy flesh. Her cheeks flush again with embarrassment and anticipation, making it hard for her to focus on anything but the sensations coursing through her body. "S-slowly... slowly..." she whispers breathily, arching her back against you as you begin to push.
Her hands come up to grip the doorframe on either side of your head, steadying herself and grinding her hips into your lower back in time with your thrusts. Her mouth falls open in a silent moan, revealing a tongue that darts out wetly to slide along her bottom lip. "Mmmm..." She groans, bucking her hips harder against you as she feels herself starting to move forward, closer to the promise of breakfast and relief from the incredible pressure building within her.
As I keep pushing with all my strength I begin to loose hole but to the thought of Mt beloved goddess being upset and embarrassed I begin to push with what little strength j have left and suddenly she pops threw and tumbles to the ground her belly cushioning the fall but I also fall and land on her giant butt face first ik the cracks of her ass
Gaz lets out an indignant squawk as you fall on top of her, but it quickly turns into a giggle when she feels your face pressed against her plushy behind. Her cheeks heat up with pleasure and embarrassment, making them feel hot and sensitive beneath your touch. "O-oh my... I guess that wasn't the best idea..." She mumbles, trying to move beneath you but only succeeding in grinding her hips harder against your face.
Her hands slide down your back, fingers curling into your shirt as she arches her back and moans softly. "Mmm... I thought we were going to eat..." she pouts playfully, nibbling on her bottom lip as she stares up at you with an almost challenging glint in her eyes.
I giggle as I give gaz a kiss on the lips and a hard spank as I help her up back onto her feet "we are but first you've got a buffet to enjoy now get eating my beautiful goddess you've deserved it for making it all the way down the stairs I mean you giant ass have ripped your favourite leggings when you fell"
Gaz's cheeks flush even deeper at the mention of her ruined leggings, but she doesn't seem bothered. If anything, it only serves to make her feel more naughty and excited. "Well," she says with a sly smile, "in that case..." Her hand shoots out toward the buffet table, fingers stretching wide as if reaching for an invisible prize. Then she tilts her head back and laughs, a rich, sensual sound that fills the room and makes every part of you tingle in anticipation.
Steeling herself against another embarrassing incident, she waddles slowly toward the food, taking small, delicate steps even as her body screams for sustenance. Her gaze never leaves yours as she fills her plate with decadent treats, piling on more than she could possibly eat in a single sitting. But then, Gaz has never been one to worry
I take a seat thinking it would take awhile for her to finished the feast before her she polished the buffet off in under 15 minutes she let's out a hardy burp as she slowly stands back up to fall onto the sofa bed and you decide to sleep on the sofa bed in the living room since you realised you could keep walking up and down those stairs to gorge on delicious food and struggle to get threw 4 door frames everyday
Stuffed to the brim and feeling impossibly sleepy, Gaz flops down on the couch with a contented sigh. Her stomach is tight and stretched from all the food she's eaten, making her feel pleasantly uncomfortable. As she lies there, gazing up at the ceiling and watching your chest rise and fall with each breath, it occurs to her how much she enjoys spending time like this...
Her fingers idly trace patterns on the cushion beneath her hand, lost in thought. For once, there's no pressure; no need to impress or perform. It's just the two of them, together in this comfortable space, and it feels... right. Gaz closes her eyes, drifting off to sleep with a satisfied smile on her lips.
She doesn't remember falling asleep, but when she next opens her eyes, it's morning again
Good morning my sleepy goddess are your ready for another breakfast buffet and see how long it takes to squeeze threw the door frame again or would you rather I order uou a feast of take put for you to eat right her so you don't even need to take a step if your giant pillowy bottom
Her eyes flutter open lazily, taking in the warm glow of morning light streaming through the window. As she looks over at you lying on the couch, a contented smile curls onto her lips. "Mmm... no need for takeout today," she says sleepily. "I'm too comfortable here." She reaches out to poke you in the side playfully, giggling when you react by flopping over.
With a groan, she pushes herself up into a sitting position, her plushy body swaying gently as she does so. "But I suppose some breakfast wouldn't hurt... what do you have planned for me today, my mysterious lover?" She yawns, stretching luxuriously and revealing the band of lace peeking out from beneath her nightgown.
I have prepared all the breakfast you could eat anything iou could think of I could make for you my goddess
Her eyes widen in anticipation as you describe the feast waiting for her. "Really? Oh my... You truly are spoiling me." She looks around the room, then back at you with a mischievous glint in her eye. "You know what would make it even better?" she purrs suggestively, leaning forward and brushing a stray lock of hair from your cheek.
"What's that, sweetcheeks?" you reply, equally playful as you gaze back into her deep, dark eyes.
"Well..." Gaz trails off, giving you a slow, seductive smile that makes your heart race. "Why don't we eat together this time?" She reaches out, gently tracing the line of your jaw with her fingertips before slowly running them upward to caress your cheekbone. Her eyes never leave yours as she wonders what sort of reaction this will get from you.
Her other hand finds its way beneath her nightgown, slipping beneath the lace and starting to explore the soft, warm flesh hidden there. She can feel herself growing wet at your close proximity, her heartbeat thundering in her ears as she waits for your answer.
Aww sweetheart I can't for I'd I did how could I look after you if I too get too big to move like I plan to make you I don't want you ti think about me I just want you to think about getting bigger and bigger and thinking if ways that I might fatten you up and please you
"Oh..." Gaz's face falls slightly as she processes what you've said. Her fingers freeze in mid-stroke beneath her nightgown, her expression growing pouty and indignant. "So it's not about me wanting to be close to you anymore?" she asks accusingly, lowering her voice so only you can hear.
Her breath comes faster as anger mixes with desire inside her, making it difficult for her to think clearly. She tugs at the hem of your shirt, revealing more and more skin as she grows bolder in her movements. "You don't want me to have fun, is that it?" she demands, tilting her head back defiantly despite the confusion churning inside her.
Sweetheart ofcourse nio
She narrows her eyes at you suspiciously, refusing to believe your words despite the growing ache between her legs. "Then why won't you let me be with you?" she asks, searching your face for any sign of deception. Her fingers dance restlessly beneath her nightgown, her body aching for release and contact both at once.
As much as it pains her to think that you might not want the same things she does, a part of her can't help but feel relieved as well; relieved that she doesn't have to share you with anyone else. She could have him all to herself forever, if only he would give in and let her be close again...
I'm sorry darling I've been so busy lately but you know what forget it I'll give it up everything I'll only focus on you on what you need on what you want and what you need to get even fatter my true love
Gaz's eyes widen in disbelief as you unexpectedly relent and promise to focus on her. For a moment, she feels like she might be dreaming; this is too good to be true. But then, as the reality of the situation sinks in, a warmth spreads through her chest, filling her with hope and anticipation. She squeezes your hand where it lies on the couch beside her, barely able to contain her joy.
Her mouth forms a soft 'o' as she takes in your words, replaying them over and over again in her head like a prayer answered. This was what she wanted; what she needed. And now that she had it, there was no way she was going to let it go. Gaz leans forward, pressing their bodies together, and whispers into your ear: "Thank you..."
"Now my love breakfast is ready in the kitchen let me help you up so you can enjoy your feast" as I help gaz up the ground creaks and relases a big bang as she takes a single step she finally stands out of bed and begins to walk to the kitchen after every step she stops to catch her breath as she's now gotten to big that her energy is spent after a singe step she prepares to Spend the next 15 minutes squeezing her body threw the narrow doorframe to entee the kitchen
With every step taken, Gaz is acutely aware of how much effort it takes just to move her massive body. The air in the room seems to thicken with each labored breath, making it harder for her to focus on anything but putting one foot in front of the other. But she's determined; she'll make it to breakfast no matter what it takes. Her cheeks flush as you help her through another doorway, her belly pressed against yours as they move together in perfect sync.
When they finally reach the kitchen, Gaz collapses onto a chair with a relieved groan, legs spread wide and arms splayed across the table. She takes several deep breaths before glancing up at you with an impish grin. "Now," she purrs between breaths, "let's see what you have for me..." Her eyes sparkle hungrily as she watches you place dish after decadent dish
Gaz is absolutely astonished with the feast before her she begins to eat and eat and eat but suddenly the chairs she's sat on begin to creak and moan before out of no where they snap and gaz falls to the floor as the 3 chairs she was sat on break under her colossal weight
With a loud "Oof!" Gaz lands on the kitchen floor with a resounding thud, her massive body jostling the contents of several nearby cabinets as she comes to rest. Her cheeks are flushed from embarrassment and exertion, and she lets out an indignant huff before trying to steady herself on all fours.
"Well," she pants, glancing up at you through her eyelashes, "I suppose I should just eat on the floor now..." She arches her back slowly, offering you a view of her ample cleavage as she groans in satisfaction. With a wink, she adds, "And don't forget; I need to be fatter for our next game."
The day goes as planned gaz eating and sleeping getting bigger and bigger with every bite soon even taking a single step was exhausting she still had to walk tk the kitchen to eat her buffets so she was always sweating and gasping for air she had grown exponentially her belts had snapped her thigh strap popped and her tights ripped revealing her bare ass even though
her fat pillowy cheeks had been smooth and soft as ever she was happy to know that everytime you looked at her big beautiful body all you saw was the most perfect woman in the world her goddess who would do anything for your love and attention, even if that meant becoming a helpless giantess stuck on the floor.
As night fell and Gaz's stomach growled for more food, she found herself craving something different; something spicy. With a mischievous glint in her eye, she decides to see if you'll take the bait when she asks for some extra hot salsa...
Delilah takes the bite for gaz who was to scarred to try the spice dish first and proves that it's nothing to worry about and gaz can consume it no problem like the rest of her feast
Gaz watches with bated breath as Delilah takes a brave bite of the extra hot salsa, her face contorting in pain but also determination. She didn't seem to mind it... and if she could handle it, surely Gaz could too. With renewed courage, she reaches for a spoon and scoops up some of the steaming red liquid, holding her breath as she carefully brings it toward her lips.
Her eyes widen in surprise when it doesn't burn quite as much as she expected, and before she knows it, she's finished the entire bowl. "Whoa!" she exclaims, coughing lightly. "That wasn't so bad..." Her cheeks flush with pride and pleasure, knowing that she can handle anything you throw at her now - both literally and figuratively.
"I told you you could handle it darling now eat up my fat overweight goddess" delilah says as she sits on gaz wide soft lap and begins to push food into gazs mouth
"Mmmph!" Gaz moans contentedly as Delilah feeds her more food, her tongue darting out to taste everything that's offered. She glances up at you through her lashes, a playful smile tugging at the corner of her mouth. Her cheeks feel pleasantly full and warm, her body relaxed and comfortable in this haze of satiation.
"Darling," she breathes, "I think we should probably slow down..." She trails off, a thought occurring to her as she looks you up and down. Her eyes sparkle with mischief as she continues, "Or maybe speed up?" Her hand slides beneath your shirt, fingers curling around your bare skin as she arches her back suggestively.
"I mean we can speed up if you'd like my love I know I'd like to be rolling a fat blob of gaz around the house to feed you soon"
A mischievous glint appears in Gaz's eye as she ponders your words. "Well," she says slowly, emphasizing each syllable with a playful lilt to her voice, "if you insist..." She hesitates for just a moment before nodding solemnly, as if coming to some sort of decision. Her other hand creeps up to cup your cheek, fingers splaying out on your skin like tiny claws.
"Very well then," she purrs. "Let the games begin." With that, she leans in and presses her lips against yours, kissing you hungrily as one of her plump hands sneaks beneath your waistband to wrap itself around your growing erection. Her hips grind against yours, moaning softly into your mouth as the pleasure courses through her body.
"Faster," she breathes raggedly between kisses