The fragrance of sweet, chocolatey and sugary goodness had been filling the kitchen for some time, but once the oven was open, it was hitting in full force. Mikey was bent over at the waist to retrieve the final large tray from within the oven, his large, plump, perky boibutt swaying side to side behind him. Those tight pants of his filled out exceptionally well, as the fair-skinned femboy fulfilled the stereotype of bakers who sampled their own treats far too often. Although... He had taken care to avoid being too overzealous with oversampling today's product. Being a private pastry chef definitely beats out long hours working in a commercial bakery. Better pay, better hours, better equipment, and rather than dealing with a whole parade of grumpy customers, Mikey found himself only having to deal with the whims of...
THUMP, THUMP, THUMP, THUMP... THUMPTHUMPTHUMP!!
The heavy footfalls signalling his employer's approach caused the private chef to bounce just a bit in place, having to carefully adjust his grasp on the large, hefty tray in his mitt-clad hands to avoid it toppling over and tumbling to the ground! A panicked expression on his freckled face gave way to a sigh of relief when he managed to gracefully guide it to cool on the rack just as his boss came bounding through the open door. The towering woman had to duck to peek her beaming face in through the door at him. Clad in a stunning, form-fitting dress, she had to turn a bit to the side to push in through the doorway, her bulging muscles flexing taut against glistening skin, veins already pulsing triumphantly as her wide-eyed grin locked directly down on the (considerably shorter) chef ahead of her.
"Ooooh, Miiiiiiiiiikey! It smells sooooooo good here..! Just what have you been cooking up today??"
Edith's voice was just as mighty and overbearing as the rest of her, and it reverberated within the rather expansive private kitchen. Mikey flashed a sheepish grin up at her, instinctively clasping his hands behind his back, above the curve of his perky butt, as he rocked from heel-to-toe to look up at the amazon-built woman. "Well..! I'd just been thinking how grateful I am to have been given this job, and I wanted to personally thank you! So... I whipped up some cookies, just for you! Special recipe!" He chirped that final bit, a rosy hue crossing his cheeks. Special recipe was underselling it - He'd overheard the occasional comment from the towering woman about how much she'd delighted in every breaking of a record, the way she cheerfully announced that she'd managed to exceed her already incredible measurements from the day before. So, some experimental growth formula and a far-more-than-healthy dose of protein should do the trick!
Already, his heart was thump-thumping away in his chest as he began to picture the imminent results in mind... The way she'd be filling out that dress even more, the way her already-apparent bulge down below would surely become even more obvious... Was it a little bit mischievous to be effectively giving some experimental growth formula to his boss without her prior knowledge? Sure, maybe, but it's a porn story, let him live! Besides, it's all about knowing your audience - and Edith was absolutely the kind of woman to adore a completely lewd, obscene treat like this! Already, Mikey was starting to pitch an impressive tent down his pant leg - not that Edith could probably see it all that well past her enormous chest.
"Just - be sure to pace yourself, alright? It's my first time preparing this recipe and I should warn you - They might have a little bit of a kick to them..!" Mikey helpfully offers, rocking again from heel to toe. The stars in Edith's eyes, however, were locked firmly on those trays of cookies - whereupon she does pace herself. At first. By only eating three. She quickly snatches those sweet treats up in her large hands (pinky-out, of course), before hastily chomping down on them with reckless abandon. Mikey tensed up a bit, biting down on his lower lip as his eyes widened, awaiting the culmination of all his hard work. "Well..? What do you think?"
"Mmh... Mmmh... MmmmMMMHHH!!" Edith's eyes fluttered upward as she chewed on the dangerously potent cookies, tilting her head back to take a decisive, pronounced GULP that rolled down her throat. "Ooooh, Mikey! They're sooooo tasty! Divine!! You've outdone yourself again! I can't just stop with three!" Mikey blinked, quickly holding out a hand in a panicked fluster. "M-maybe wait a moment before you..?" But it was too late - another two were already being swiftly scooped up, and also shoveled in to meet their brethren in Edith's gullet. Mikey's hand was outstretched to stop her, fingers lightly twitching in the air as he heard an ominous series of creaks, groans, and rumbles...
People always say that "these edibles ain't shit" are famous last words, and that you never go in for seconds until the first batch hits. Edith is not those people. In her defense, her darling pastry chef could have probably been a little more explicit with the exact alchemical ramifications of his concocted confectionary, but that would likely have done little to slow her down.
".. Mngfh?"
Edith blinked a few times, mouth still full of cookie, when her muscles had begun to tense up. Her already impressive bulk began to press outward, as if drawn to a triumphant flex, and then more closely resembling a good post-workout pump. The straps of her dress began to strain against her bulging traps, fabric drawing achingly tight as her immense tits pressed out even more due to growth of their own and from the bulking of pectorals behind them. Fighting for its goddamn life, that material tried to stand strong against her thickening thighs and broadening hips, looking all but painted on against the curve of her enormously thick glutes.
"..Mnnngfhh!"
And beneath it? Those tree-trunk quads parted steadily as her underwear gave an audible groan... a strain... Sounds which were immediately drowned out by a deep, bassy CHURNING. It fought the good fight, but soon those panties were ripping clean apart as Edith let out a groan of relief. Thighs parted further as a truly titanic, overbloated set of cumkegs dropped LOW down between her thighs, coated with fattening veins and billowing out a hazy cloud of steam. The obscene fuck-fog was a dense cloud of evaporated sweat, rapidly starting to fill the air of the kitchen. Tumbling out ahead of those enormous tanks was a fucking colossal slab of breedmeat. As bulky as its owner, that cock flopped to sway beneath her dress, already broad enough to humble Mikey's thick thighs. As Edith gulped down the mouthful she still had, her balls gave a deliberate gurgle, a clench, and that cock pumped out a fat BLRRRBLT of pre-cum, a syrupy eruption that belted right to the floor.
Mikey stood shocked, letting out a flustered, giddy giggle. "Oh my gosh. It worked so much better than I expected..." His thighs tensed together as his own cock throbbed in his pants, achingly stiff staring at his employer's overbulked dick steaming in the open air. He was so lost in his arousal that he completely forgot that Edith was literally staring straight at him with an increasingly wild grin.
"Ooooh? Somebody had such a NAUGHTY plan, didn't he..? See, this is how I know that I have an eye for REAL talent... Such a big PUMP ..!" Edith raised up an arm to her side and clenched her hand into a fist, before curling up into a triumphant flex. Her bicep BOOMED as it bulked up and out, thickening until its peak creaked loudly against Edith's bulging forearm. Mikey couldn't help but stifle a moan at the sight, already dribbling precum right against his own pants. It wasn't until Edith began reaching for the tray again that he jolted back to himself and frantically waved his hands ahead of him.
"Waitwaitwaitwait! Th-this much growth was what I expected the whole BATCH to cause! Y-you should probably hold off from--"
Aaaand she ignored him. Well, not so much ignored him, as flagrantly defied his advice. Edith had grabbed up another fistful of cookies in one hand - enough that the poor patissier couldn't even count the confectionaries. "And waste all your hard work??? Nonsense! Besides... It... nnfh, it feels just so, soooo, SOOOOOO GOOD !~!" Edith's voice BOOMED across the room before she rapidly began to devour the potent power-ups. Gulp after gulp after gulp, again grabbing up more to chow down on before the previous batch had even made their mark, Edith worked her way through the tray, causing another steadily rising creaking sound to fill the air. Mikey slowly began to back up, his ass squishing against the counter behind him as his eyes began to widen. Scarousal wasn't the most uncommon reaction to Edith, but it was definitely more pronounced now than he'd ever felt it before.
CREAAAAAKKKK -- GROOOOAAAAANNN --
Edith's poor, embattled dress pressed out further - this time first by way of her stomach. Her rock-hard brick wall of abs was pressing outward as the woman stuffed her stomach with what had to be hundreds of thousands - if not MORE - hypercondensed calories and kilograms of protein plus goodness-knows-what-else the overly ambitious chef had gotten his hands on. SHRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIP went the dress as it finally ripped asunder with an arch of Edith's back, her mighty chest, broad shoulders, and rounding-out gut doing the job of reducing yet another of the lady's garments down to rags.
Swallowing down her last gulp, Edith closed her eyes in ecstatic delight, shivering for just a moment with a palm coming up to rest atop her now-immense musclegut. There was a tremble, a tense, before...
BRRRRRRRRRRUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRP !
The deafening sound of a truly shameless belch echoed across the kitchen, causing nearby pots and pans to rattle and Mikey's hair to billow back. There would be very little time to manage even an "excuse me", as the next sound out of Edith's mouth was a husky, sustained groan of pleasure. Her abdomen clenched down, starting to compress its way back to being a proper washboard of muscle - but not going back down to the same size as before. With every abdominal clench, her body creaked, groaned, and BULKED outward. Musculature thickened as fibers layered upon one another, bulking outward in distinct, powerful pulses. Her massive breasts bounced as she surged taller and wider, shoulders broadening as her arms bulked out -- soon eclipsing the girth that her thighs had been before!
"Hhhoooouggghh!! Feels... so gooooood... SO GOOOOOOOD..!!!"
Clenching her fists tight, Edith surged with another forceful growth-BOOM, rapidly taking up more and more of the kitchen. The temperature climbed around her, heating the air around her until steam was billowing off her frame. Rivers of sweat ran down across striated muscles, tracing indulgent rivers and tributaries by the creaks and crevices of bulk and beef and the throbbing veins that coated her growing frame. That oversized breedercock between her legs was lurching upward, fattening and stiffening with every aggressively powerful throb. Mikey's eyes watched that enormous cock swing up and up and up -- The veins across it gnarling and fattening as they bloated and pulsed, bulking that cock up and up and up... The cumpipe along the bottom fattening out even faster than the rest of it, leaving the enormous ass-splitter even more bloated around the middle.
The obnoxious churn of those kegs intensified as they fattened outward and sagged lower each and every time, such a clear and obvious display of immense and absurd weight that only grew more blatant and apparent with every swelling surge. There's an utterly vulgar, obscene, swampy sound rumbling up from them as they aggressively churn, brewing up battalions of buffed up breedserpents by the boatload, overproducing oversized overvirile ovum-nukes over and over and over. Her enormous quads were soon bulging with exertion, calves bulking out, toes curling through her now-burst shoes to cleave her digits into the previously-pristine kitchen tile like it was sand - So immense was the weight she was now supporting that it was an outright herculean workout hefting those kegs.
By this point, Edith's eyes were crossing upward and defocusing, her already immense musculature having bulked out into a truly amazonian scope. If she had to duck to fit through the kitchen door before, she was undoubtedly going to be bursting her way out of it and likely damaging the surrounding wall. It was as clear as day to anyone (read: Mikey) that this entire experience was fucking ORGASMIC for the towering stud, her mouth open in a panting, gasping, sustained moan of ecstasy. The gurgling of her kegs was getting louder and louder with time, having dropped so fucking low that they were swaying mere inches off the ground now. Her thick, meaty glutes were flexing in rhythmic pulses, as if that perineum between her beefy buns was building up the strength needed to hoist up those ball boulders.
"Sssoooo... goood... soooo... GOOODDDD ..!!"
The gurgling grew louder. Mikey began to stumble back a bit, trying to get out of the imminent splash zone. "A-ahm, Miss Edith? Take it easy, uh... You ate like... t-thirty or something cookies and I think you..."
"SSSHOOOOO... GOOOOOOD... C... CUH... CUUUUUUUUUUUMMIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING !"
With that bellowing exclamation shouted loud enough for the entire estate to hear it, Edith gripped her hands firmly around the base of her massive cock, and her entire body tensed up. Already at a heroic mega-pump, her muscles somehow bulged out even more, bulking with such force that the sweat running down her body flicked off her, splattering all across the kitchen's surfaces, pinging off pans and counters alike. Her buns tensed and her taint flexed, and she let out a needy howl while those obese cumcauldrons were wrenched upward, hoisted toward her crotch. An utterly vulgar sound echoed out like wet cement being forcefully pumped through industrial-grade piping, as her cumpipe bloated out immensely along the underbelly of her cock. Her ahegao was met with Mikey's overshadowed shout of shock as he scrambled out of the way, just as that rushing swell reached Edith's yawning slit...
SSSSHBLOOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRTTTTTCCHHHTTTTTT--
If anyone on the premises failed to hear the declaration moments before, they'd certainly hear the oncoming onslaught. The deafening sound of Edith's cock pumping out a massive, dense, semi-solid cable of cum fatter around than Mikey's thick thigh was loud enough to rattle the entire room, and that was before the massive cum-column crashed into the surface directly across from her... That being the oven. It seems that the hypervirile spermbatter was packed tightly enough and shot forcefully enough to SMASH the door of the oven clean in and completely overfill the interior of the appliance, bursting it apart and burying it under a steaming, fuming pile of off-white bullswimmer-sludge.
The tar-humbling giga-cords continued to pump out rope after rope, spooling through the air and crashing into counters, fridges (of course bringing with them enough overbearing steaming heat to instantly overpower whatever cooling had been done within) and walls alike. Not only was the kitchen rapidly being demolished, but the remnants of said demolition were being utterly buried under a rapidly accumulating megaton payload of breederbatter. Edith's hips were forcefully pushed back with the force of each eruption, only to thrust forward again when preparing to pump out the next thirty-second-long shot.
Mikey stared in dumbfounded shock from the side, watching his workplace be turned into a complete spunk swamp, the air rapidly choking with a densely opaque cloud of fuckfog. If the display itself hadn't been ludicrously obscene enough for him, the intense miasma of virility clogging his lungs with every breath would have done the trick. His hips jerked as well, slamming his fat ass back against the counter he'd backed up against, and pumping his own far less viscous, far more creamy load directly into his pants, hands-free. While Edith's orgasm had lasted multiple minutes unabated, Mikey was dimly aware that he was being catapulted ass-over-teakettle through multiple separate climaxes of his own.
When it finally came to a conclusion, a final cord of cum obnoxiously pumping out of Edith's cock to thump noisily over the nearest steaming, searing pile, the entire kitchen was a disaster zone. Hardly anything was still intact, and what was still intact was guaranteed to be so utterly ruined by sheer proximity to the bull-batter and the fuck-fog it brought with it, that the entire kitchen and all its contents would surely need to be replaced. Mikey, of course, was thinking of none of this, panting for dear life with trembling hands gripping the counter behind him, and a cock still twitching in his pants.
Edith let out a low, sustained moan as she ran her hands up along her enormously muscled, curvy form, shivering and gasping as she did, tracing her fingers up through her hair, before she finally fixed her half-lidded, lust-drunk gaze down on the still-squirming chef who now was even further below her than usual.
"Hahh... Hahhh... So... you'll let me breed you while I eat the next batch, right?"
------X------
You know, Mikey really had this coming.
He'd gone ahead and prepared an exceedingly experimental exponentially empowering sugary treat for a woman who didn't know the meaning of the word "restraint". And that was before! Now, surged and swollen with strength and stamina, she was likely even more insatiable than usual! The kitchen was an absolute disaster zone, demolished countertops and appliances left right and center, steaming piles of dense, fog-fuming bullbatter stacked multiple feet high. It would probably require a full rebuild, overhaul, deep clean, and exorcism before it was deemed anywhere near sanitary again.
Edith herself was absolutely towering, having shot up from her already beyond-prodigious 8 feet of height all the way up to well over a towering 12. Her frame was bulging with even more musculature than it had been before, beef bulking outward in a heroic display of power, veins throbbing all along those swelling hills and mountains. All of this, of course, while maintaining her exceptionally curvy Amazonian figure - Massive milky tits rose and fell on her chest with the huffing, panting, eager breaths, while that muscular torso of hers bloomed out even further at her hips, proudly showcasing her massive, muscular quads that bloomed out just as far as her broad shoulders.
Every single inch of her screamed "feminine power", and it was likely only going to get worse as she hefted up the next full tray of cookies in a single massive mitt. Wide, almost crazed manic eyes looked over fragrant confectionaries, just about the only source of scent other than "breeder-bull" in the room, before her gaze locked squarely on the young man staring up at her like a deer in the headlights, his fingers pressing together. "Come on, Miiiiikey!~! It's not fair for me to be the only one naked right now... Hurry, get those clothes off, let me see that cute boybutt of yours!!"
Mikey gulped, his cheeks a fiery crimson, as the throbbing shaft pulsing desperately in his pants all but made the decision for him. After all, he HAD been the one thirsting after his boss, he HAD been the one raving to see her grow and grow and grow, to see those muscles bulging and those balls bloating and that cock bulking. He'd just never expected it to hit quite so hard! Worse still, it had seemingly taken her already sky-high libido and launched it straight through the stratosphere and into orbit! The way her eyes were drinking him in like he was just as enticing and tasty as the cookies in her grasp only made him throb even harder.
Hastily, he unfastened his apron and tossed it aside, peeling his shirt up over his sever-so-slightly chubby stomach and upper body (You know what they say about never trusting a skinny chef!), before working on tugging his pants down next. It took a bit of doing, working the fabric past his broad, feminine hips and thick, juicy thighs - and especially so past his aching, stiff cock! Once it was freed, that dick swung up and clapped against his stomach, needily dripping precum out into the open air.
In a vacuum, Mikey's dick would actually be pretty impressive! Nearly a full foot in length and plenty girthy, it throbbed proudly out ahead of him, copiously drooling clear, syrupy precum down onto the ground in front of him. Below it, a pair of fat, plump nuts periodically clenched upward to coincide with a particularly plentiful precum-pump. It all combined with his slightly-squishy effeminate figure to create an alluring sight - One that was causing Edith's cheeks to flush and her manic grin to spread.
" OooouUUUGH ! You're just so CUTE , Mikey! Just look at you – Those curves, those hips, that cute little dick -" (Little?!?) "- It's just so adorable and hot I can't help myself..!!!"
Suddenly, she was leaning forward to reach towards him with a sweeping motion. Still, perhaps, getting accustomed to her enhanced size, she unintentionally THWAPPED Mikey across the face with that monstrous shaft, resulting in a breeding battering ram slapping him hard enough to send him tumbling to the side, directly into her grabbing hand. The poor twink was only about 5'6" at best, and the previous growth-surge had given Ms. Von Weber enough of a size advantage that she could easily grip him by the waist and lift him up with a single hand.
The pastry chef gulped, bracing one hand against Edith's massive wrist as he was brought up in front of her. So intense was Edith's hungry gaze that for a brief moment, Mikey worried that she had changed her mind, and thought he'd make for a tastier snack than the cookies! The way her massive bust rose and fell with every steamy breath that passed through her lips, warm air running right across his cock, was enough to have him pumping pre in heavy spurts, slick output shooting out eagerly to glaze her huge jugs like cinnamon rolls!
"Hahh… You really did a number on me, Mikey… Look, this dick of yours is SO CUTE compared to mine!"
As if she was playing with a toy , she lowered him down, despite his helplessly kicking airborne feet, to shove him right up alongside her engorged shaft which, notably, had not even SLIGHTLY gone down after Edith's previous growthgasm. Still twitching and pulsing in place, aggressively stiff and gnarled over with angry veins, Edith's cock was outright steaming with a dense fog of steamy, sweaty musk. The poor chef's lungs filled with that visible miasma with every breath, causing him to let out an adorably whining moan, as his balls clenched for a moment to pump out a particularly prodigious precum pump.
He was barely given a chance to recover from that near-climax before he had that twitching dick of his shoved right up alongside one of those particularly fattened cock-veins. Mikey let out a heated groan as she ground up against his cock, the mixture of sweat and pre making for a slick surface to rub up against. While Mikey was moaning gently, his fingers trembling against Edith's wrist, the massive behemoth babe was letting out a husky groan of her own, followed by a delighted giggle.
"Oh my GOODNESS! Your adorable little dick is… is it smaller than one of my cockveins??? It is..! Look, my engorged throbbing dickvein is fatter than your entire cock! Nnngh, that's so – You made me so, so, so BIIIG! "
That last booming word reverberated through the entire manor, causing framed pictures to rattle multiple rooms over. And she seemingly wasn't done, as she again lifted the femboy up, draaaaaagging his shaft up along her massive breedmeat, eliciting further whines of pleasure from him. His field of view was suddenly obscured entirely as she raised her other arm, still holding aloft the remaining tray of cookies like an obscene Sword of Damocles, a looming threat of what was still to come. As she did, her arm BOOMED with force, a triumphant FLEX that PUMPED her bicep to heroic proportions, completely and utterly hiding him behind that bulging boulder.
"And just look at what you did to my ARMS ! Just one of my biceps is BROADER, BULKIER, AND BEEFIER across than your TORSO! You're just so tiny now , you're like a fucktoy - the only part of you that's actually big is your fat, juicy ass… Mnnfhhgh, you're just so cute , I can't help myself..!!"
Mikey similarly was having trouble helping himself, slouching forward and panting heated breaths out against her bicep. His tongue swirled and lapped up and down across that straining musculature, feeling the striated muscle fibers surging just beneath the taut surface of that skin. He was actively collecting saliva on his tongue, bringing it into his mouth with an audible gulp , followed by another whining moan and a twitch of his cock. The dickdrunk expression on his face was more than Edith could handle, as her manic expression intensified.
"Nnghf – I'm going to breed you now , okay??? I promise, I'll enjoy the rest of your cookies while I do!!"
Mikey's tongue was left lolling out of his mouth as he panted for breath once she pulled him away, turning him away to face the destroyed remnants of the kitchen as Edith angled his juicy boy butt to line directly up against her throbbing, bulky cock. The plumped up crown forcibly shoved up between his cheeks, kissing against his winking pucker. Mikey squirmed slightly, frantically looking over his shoulders as he shifted his thick ass over that overswollen dick. For a brief moment, rational thought surged back to the fore and briefly overpowered his libido.
"H-hey, hang on, sh-shouldn't we maybe warm up–"
Edith squeezed him more firmly, resulting in a pump of pre from his twitching dick and a sound from his mouth akin to a squeak toy being grabbed by an over-eager dog.
"I'm plenty warmed up!! I can't wait any longer..!!"
With a forceful yank, she began to tug the soon-to-be stuffed pastry chef down along her cock. Mikey saw stars as his ass was forced to stretch further and further to accommodate that brutally bulked-up breedmeat, fortunately lubricated by a mixture of sweat and her own copious load earlier. His fingers twitched and trembled against her wrist as his toes curled mid-air, and soon his free hand came to rest down over his stomach, where a lewd bulge was soon making itself known as her fat cock-crown pushed into his ass, and made way for the rest of her dick.
"HOOUUUGGGHHHH–!!!!! FFUUHHHHCCCKK..!"
Mikey howled in pleasure as his eyes crossed and rolled upward, another brutal series of inches slamming up into him as Edith slammed him down onto her dick, the combination of her tugging on his waist and the relentless thrusts working to bury inch after inch up into his tight passage. Every added inch pressed that bulge in his gut out further, causing him to gasp and moan in orgasmic pleasure. While Mikey was definitely no stranger to bottoming, he'd never been stretched anywhere near this much before. Sparks were going off in his mind as his cock throbbed intensely, lurching upward to smack against that bulge in his belly every time it shot a copious load across the floor ahead of him.
That said, this really was only just the beginning. After all…
"Hhhnngh, so tiiiight..! Hhahh… Alright, Mikeeeey! I'm going to eat the rest of these incredible cookies now, okay???"
There was a moment of lucidity as Mikey looked down at the immense bulge straining at his belly, pushing out so much it nearly blocked the view ahead of him, his ass tightening around that massive Amazonian dick coring him out. Both hands came to shakily rest on that dick-bulge as his cock lurched down below, twitching as he seemed to be on the verge of cumming his fucking brains out already. He slooowly turned to look over his shoulder, his eyes wide as he offered a shaky smile towards his behemoth of a boss. "... D-don't hold back, okay?"
That, clearly, was all Edith needed to hear. She upended the tray in her hand, just pouring the entire batch of growth-inducing treats into her eager mouth. Cheeks pressed out in a comical chipmunk-like fashion before she hastily began to devour those experimental sweets, outright bulging her throat with the voracious rate at which she was chowing them down. Down below, her belly began to bulge outward as she once again filled herself full of the prime studfuel, her rounding muscle-gut suddenly pushing against Mikey from behind, causing his view to lowly angle downward as her stuffed stomach plumped up behind and above him, leaving him dangling on Edith's massive cock.
He could peer around the sides of his own bulged belly to see the floor beneath… just in time to see that floor quickly recede away.
"Gglp… uulplt… mmnh… mnnf – BRRRUUOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRPPP!!"
Another thunderous, nigh-deafening belch above, and Edith's stomach began to compress back inward! Her abdominal muscles drew into aggressive definition as they clenched in, compressing back inward in distinct pulses! Every time her abs flexed, the surge of mass rippled out through the rest of her body, rapidly accumulating growth throughout her entire physique once more! Quads bulged down below, rounding out and rippling with rapidly accruing strength, muscle groups swelling and surging outward, calves thickening with titanic BOOMS! The growth brought with it more height, taking away any chance of Mikey's feet touching the ground again.
Edith's musculature continued to expand and bulk, her arms rippling outward with titanic might, surging sequoias of strength as forearms rounded out to be broader than Mikey's fucking hips! The size differential between the two only grew more and more stark, her clenching belly receding to heroic-shredded abs while the view of Mikey became further and further eclipsed by plumping milkjugs propped up by perky pectoral might! Her shoulders broadened, back rippling with the kind of exquisite muscle definition that would shame the Sistine Chapel's ceiling when it came to absolutely divine detail!
And, of course…
Mikey braced his hands on the bulge in his belly as it gave a distinct throb, then another – by the third, the veins all along Edith's massive shaft had begun to bloat outward, pulsing so fat that their direct contours could be traced through Mikey's stomach. He had a few moments to really process how properly fucked he was, to really reckon with the consequences of his actions, before Edith's cock throbbed a fourth time and began to grow.
BOOMING throbs accompanied every single growth spurt, as that cock bulked out girthier and surged out longer, the bulge in Mikey's belly shoving out further and further ahead of him! With the cookie tray emptied, both of Edith's hands had come down to grip around the twink's juicy hips, squeezing and yanking and tugging him down with greedy mitts that were now so immense compared to him, he really was like a fleshlight compared to the manic, massive matron. Her overbulked breedmeat thumped with every surge of blood rushing through those inflating, pulsing veins, distending Mikey so much his arms would struggle to encircle the bulge in his belly or reach to the tip of that crown!
" HGGOUUUUUGGGHHFHHHGHHH–?!?! "
The poor boy's mind went blank as his eyes crossed upward, tongue lolling out in a comical ahegao. His dick twitched and pulsed as he was sent rocketing to orgasm, nearly pissing out a constant series of cum-ropes, that creamy output splattering lewdly across the floor as his balls clenched upward. He would be kept at that brink too, as Edith squeezed her grasp around his hips, and began to YANK him up – and SLAM him back down, now properly fucking his juicy twink ass .
PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP!!!
His cheeks clapped repeatedly back against her bulging abs as she stuffed him full of dick over and over, her booming voice echoing throughout the entire estate as she howled out moans of ecstasy. Bloating, churning, overheavy cumkegs down below rumbled with deafening ferocity, PLUMPING outward and DROPPING lower in distinct, forceful pulses, pushing her massive tree-trunk legs further apart to accommodate the accumulating mass. Edith's expression was a terrifying mixture of orgasmic pleasure and ferocious lovedrunk obsession, staring down at what she could see of the pastry chef currently clamping around her colossal cock.
" SOOOOO TIIIIIIIGHT!! NNNGH!! SORRY MIKEY, I DON'T THINK I'LL BE HOLDING ON TOO LONG… I'M GOING TO BREED YOU REALLY SOON, OKAY?!?! "
Her voice was thunderous, as her brutal slamming pace increased, tugging the flailing, constantly creaming femboy up and down along her cock, jerking herself off with his tight, squeezing asshole, while he moaned and squealed in mind-shattered orgasmic ecstasy. The constant cascade of cum pumping out of his aggressively throbbing cock was nothing compared to what Edith had in store for him, however. The churning from down below grew louder and louder, a thunderous rumbling as the GLURRRGGGBLRRRRRGLRRCHRRRRN reached a forceful crescendo.
PLAPLAPLAPLAPLAPLAPLAPLAPLAPLAPLAPLAPLAPLAPLAPLAPLAPLAPLAPLAPLAPLAPLAPLAPLAPLAPLAPLAPLAPLAPLAPLAPLAPLAPLAPLAPLAPLAPLAPLAPLAPLAPLAPLAPLAPLAPLAPLAPLAPLAPLAPLAPLAPLAPLAPLAPLAPLAPLAPLAPLAPLAP!!!!
The poor boy's body was a blur now, being slammed up and down that shaft as Edith rampaged recklessly towards her own climax. Exclamations of ecstasy shook the entire foundation of the mansion as the towering titan's overbloated nut-nukes began to clench upward in violent, surging pulses. Taint bulked out behind her as it exerted herculean force to haul those musk-fuming cum-kegs up to slam against her crotch, aggressively dredging up the nightmarishly dense, virile studbatter up from those balls to start forcefully rampaging up along her cock.
The thrusting finally stopped with one last PLAP! that firmly and snugly locked Mikey's fat ass into place against her abdomen, forcing him to feel his already insanely overstretched stomach strain further as Edith's cumpipe bloated outward in a rampaging surge, a distinct distension as the underbelly of that cock bulked out to accommodate the swell of spunk pumping its way up towards the crown. Mikey's bleary gaze slowly focused upward at the tip of that bulge far ahead and above him, as Edith howled out to announce her climax…
"... GETPREGNANTGETPREGNANTGETPREGNANT! "
On one level, Mikey was clearly aware that this was blatantly impossible. That said, it was pretty hard to not feel like she might have a point, as she began to bloat him full.
SCHBLUUUUOOOOOOOUUUUUUURRRRRRBLBBBBLRRRRBLTTT–
" NNGHOOOOOOOUUUUGGGHH!! "
Mikey threw his head back in ecstasy, toes curling and clenching as he came once more, just as a massive CABLE of cum fatter around than his thick hips pumped out directly into his belly, surging out with such immense force and speed that he began to rapidly fill up with that steaming, searing studbatter. What had once been an incredibly tightly-defined cock-bulge so fine that individual veins could be traced was very quickly becoming a massively-bloated cum-gut , sagging its way down towards the ground as Edith treated her pastry chef as a personal condom, stuffing him full of cream as a repayment for all the times he'd done the same for her confectionaries.
SCHHHBBLBLLLRRRRRBBBLLRRRRRRRRBBBLRRRRRRRRRRRRRRTTTTTT–
Edith's hips jerked as she continued to moan loud and long, utterly shameless as to who might hear her orgasm – either her voice or the sound of the climax itself! Cord after cord of cum pumped out to pile up within Mikey's bloated belly, pumping him full until that swollen stomach THUMMPED down to the floor below, her rapidly clenching kegs continuing to unload into the mind-nuked femboy for minute after minute, his inflating belly knocking over table and countertop alike, crushing what remained of the kitchen as the previously large, spacious room rapidly became reached capacity from massive Amazonian MILF and overbloated boytoy alike.
It wasn't until his cum-bloated gut had pressed up against the opposing wall that Edith finally reached the end of her climax, groaning low and husky as she casually thrust her hips a few more times, making Mikey squeal in mind-shattered pleasure as she stirred around that dense, overvirile studbatter weighing him down. The woman let out a lustdrunk giggle as she traced her fingers up from Mikey's hips to his back, teasing her way up and down in an intimate, tantric motion that caused him to shiver, pump out a few more ropes against his own overbloated cumbelly and whine in overstimulated ecstasy.
"Hhhnnn… I thiiiink I might have a new promotion in store for you, Miiiiiikeeeey~... How does husband sound..?~"
Edith took Mikey's subsequent mewl, moan, and orgasmic spurt as approval.