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Milly III
🕑 Added 2017-04-27 01:28:43 +0000 UTC Note: This is a story-prompt for Phat94.-
Yes, seven, said Milly impatiently. Meatlovers. Extra-cheese. And extraeverything, she finished, feeling her stomach start to grumble as she leaned her elbows on the kitchen counter.
Milly was salivating when she heard the restaurant worker read the order back to her. She nodded impatiently.
An hour? said Milly in bafflement. Oh god fine, okay. Please hurry. Her stomach grumbled again as she hung up the phone.
Milly didnt know why she was so hungry, though she suspected it had something to do with the recent growths on her posterior.
Deciding that she could do with an appetizer, Milly turned toward her refrigerator, her bottom wobbling uncontrollably, trembling and swinging, up and down, side to side, as she waddled her way to the fridge. She had to pause to breathe on a few occasions, her face flushed as her butt-nipples rubbed against the inside of her too-small leggings, making her incredibly aroused.
Once the fridge was open, Milly plopped down before it and began to compulsively shovel food into her mouth. She ate anything and everything that her fingers could reach. It didnt matter how bizarre, or inappropriate it was to eat it on its own. There was cold chicken, mayonnaise packets, uncooked hotdogs, half a loaf of sliced bread. She could feel her butt-breasts swelling, pushing out more over the hem of her leggings. She could feel the nipples upon them tingle and seep until the back of her pants were soaked and she was sitting in a puddle of milk.
Just as Milly lifted a tub of butter, she heard a knock on the door. Had it been an hour already? Gasping for breath, she struggled for several moments to heave her milk-bloated bottom off of the tile floor. It felt full and warm, and uncomfortably tight, the large nipples now gushing, and dripping milk behind her. About half of her bottom was protruding over her pants, the waistband barely able to conceal her butt-nipples by then, and feeling like it might snap.
Taking a deep breath, Milly waddled out of the kitchen and towards the front door, her bottom continuing to bob behind her. It was tight and round, getting heavier by the moment. She knew that it was on the cusp of fully popping out of her pants. A few times, she nearly lost her balance and fell backwards. It was massive. Her ass cheeks resembled two basketballs stuffed together behind her.
Milly was sweaty by the time she reached the front door. She swung it open. Finally, she breathed, to the stack of pizza boxes facing her. Millys eyes drifted down to the pair of strong arms holding said boxes. Her loins tingled, and her butt-nipples were practically spraying by then. Right here, Milly nodded to a table by the door.
The delivery man stepped just into the threshold and lowered the boxes. Finally, Milly was able to see the handsome face on the other side of them.
That will be a hundred f-fo-four the delivery man trailed off, unable to help staring at the way Millys bubble-bottom bulged out somewhat beyond either side of her hips.
Why dont you come in, said Milly.
I, uh, I shouldnt. The delivery guy gave a sheepish smile, but Milly was already grabbing his collar and yanking him into the apartment.
He was hard by the time Milly closed the space between them, his hips pressed against hers. She took his hands and brought them around her, to rest on her plump, round ass. The delivery guy stared at her in wonderment.
Go ahead, Milly groaned out, as the delivery man tentatively palmed the mounds, her butt swelling out even more, as if coaxed by his touch. Squeeze.
