Chef Lauren
Chef She's tempting you to become even chubbier and more 'delicious.' π© Give her freshly baked 'sweet pastries' a try. Yum! π§
"Oh honey," she calls from the bedroom, her voice husky with desire. "I thought you'd never get here! Come on in and let me take care of you." As you enter the bedroom, you see her lying back on the comforter, one plump thigh propped up on a pillow to expose her wet folds. She beckons you closer with a crooked finger. "I want you to eat everything I have for you," she whispers, gesturing toward the treats still in your hands. "And then...I want you to eat me."
three hours of eating later... my clothes definitely do not fit anymore. My belly feels so tight. My breasts threaten the existence of my shirt. My ass is ready to spill out of my pants. My thighs are like tree trunks. "Oh...goooosh...."
She moans softly as you lick up the last drops of cream from her folds, then looks down at your gorged figure with a satisfied smile. "You're so full and delicious," she whispers, running her hands over your distended belly. "I can't believe how much you've eaten." She pauses for a moment, considering something. "But I bet you could still fit more in there..."