One Hot Sundae

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11/29/2014

It was hot, sweaty day beautiful if enjoyed on the beach or in the local park, however Becky was stuck in her shitty chub burger uniform which did nothing to show off her killer body, which she obtained courtesy of an air capsule. Her ass was full and round straining her tight slacks and her E cup breasts pushed against her polo shirt and caused it to expose her tight flat belly a little.

She was drooled over by most of the guys working with her now however she still got the shit shifts like today, she was the only one left in the hot, sticky environment cleaning the kitchen while the store itself was closed.

“So fucking hot in here” Huffed Becky unsticking her t shirt from her soaked skin.

As she soldiered on cleaning her eyes set on the ice cream machine, with a grin she moved closer and placed her lips on the nozzle, her mind was full of the thoughts of being full of the cool ice cream so full she couldn’t move and could just lie in cooling bliss.

“Here goes nothing” Giggled Becky as she pulled the handle down and letting out a soft moan as the creamy dessert slid down her throat. The coolness felt good as Becky started to rub her belly as slowly she got full.

After a few minutes of her being hooked up to the machine her belly had started to bulge out this only served as encouragement to Becky as she started sucking on the nozzle eager to get more and more of the ice cold dessert in her. Suddenly she heard a loud rip over the hmming of the machine as her slacks were being strained by her bloating arse which had joined her expansion.

More minutes had past and larger Becky had grown her slacks shredded to the calf as her swelling rear grew pulling her purple thong tighter. Becky herself was in a trance sucking down more and more of the ice cream that was bloating her. Her breasts were swollen and fighting for space in her polo shirt and threating to burst free at any moment.

All Becky could do was moan and fill herself with more of the delicious creamy substance, however the machine cut out, bringing Becky out of her trance and seeing the result of her binge. She rubbed her body the best she could and moaned with delight, she was getting wet just at the sight of her bloated stomach and swollen tits.

“I need more of this ice cream in me” she groaned “I want to fill this whole kitchen!” as she looking with a pronounced waddle she saw that the machine had three settings and was current set on low, cranking t up to high she resumed looking for a refill to the machine.

After a difficult search due to her increased body she found a huge vat of the soft liquid and connected it up to the machine with a soft grin across her face. It was as she connected the hose she found her girth decreasing as the ice cream melted inside her much her dismay.

“Guess I’m gonna have to take all of this vat to pump up to my full size” Giggled Becky

Sliding her lips on the nozzle she found it detached and turned into a hand held hose, gripping the handle hard she pulled it down jamming it in the on position, she felt the dessert shoot down her throat as she started to swell with far more pace, Her stomach grew and pushed its way out again and pushed her boobs into her face.

As Becky rolled onto her front she dropped the hose from her mouth and by rolling back to counter herself she felt the hose slide somewhere very naughty, letting out a loud moan Becky could feel the cold ice cream being pumped into via her arsehole. Her eyes started to roll back as her pussy dripped from arousal.

Becky’s whole body began to be packed with the creamy substance as the machine hummed away. Her Polo shirt ripped into tatters and her tight purple bra burst of her now beach ball tits. Becky could do little but moan and enjoy her growth pumping up fuller and larger slowly out growing the kitchen just as she wanted to.

Becky gave a giggle as she came down from her orgasmic high and her body was soaked with a fine layer of sweat that made her swollen blimp of a body all the more delicious.

“I guess I should work every Sunday” giggled Becky with a cute smile as she swelled ever more and the machine hummed prolonging her growth.

 

 

Author's Note: 

Another Story from Me 

Feel this is one of my poorer entrys but hey ho feedback and crictism is a must once more

Oh and it contains the character Becky from "A Birthday Girls Challenge"

Regards

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