"Need help with that?" I hear her voice dripping with honey. I look over at her, she's grown too. Her boobs reach her lap now, pushed apart slightly by her soft belly. Her thighs are more massive now, yielding to the weight of her breasts atop them. Her plump arms threaten the integrity of the sleeves of her pull over, her hips even wider now press against me, and her beautifully stunning face is a bit rounder. How I want to hold it, play with her hair, and just take in her smile. I nod, we set aside our empty cups and and sets her deft hands to my shorts. All it takes is for her to undo the button and it seems my loins take the initiative, pushing out onto my lap. My cock pushes her hands aside, ripping from my underwear. My balls follow swiftly, taking up space on my lap and making sure my turgid dick stayed pointed up.
"Ready for why you're here? I've been wanting to carry your children for years now, and I want you to fill me to make sure I carry plenty for you." my friend says, her hands gently touching my tip, making me shiver. I nod, telling her I want to see what beautiful children she can make. She quickly tries to get up, then slowly does so. I marvel at the new size of her ass. She looks over her shoulder and smiles at me, wiggling it slightly for me. I stand up, positioned behind her and she presses back against me, her plush cheeks hugging my shaft, making precum leak from the tip, and down onto her. She gasps slightly when she feels this, then takes my hand and leads me to her bedroom.
"Don't go wasting any of that, I need all of it." she commanded me. I again listened dutifully, though I knew I would soon be giving my everything to her. She commands me to lay down on her large bed and I do so. She crawls over me, her massive boobs caressing my shaft, making me moan sweetly. She giggles, letting my cock rest against her belly, the softness against my tip making me squirm. She draws her face close to mine and we share breath as she make sure both are comfortable. We look back together and then kiss. Softly at first, but then with more passion. Our tongues intertwine as my hands grip her hips, desperate for her. Her hands, when not busy holding her up, feel my chest or my stomach, then move to my arms, and finally onto my cock. We separate and both pant. I beg to enter her. She agrees and raises herself, she helps guide me deep inside her, both of us grunting and moaning as inch after inch of me entered her. I tell her I feel undeserving of her bliss.
"I want you, all of you. I want us to be one. I want you to feel so good." she tells me. I can barely hold back tears as she holds my hands, a brace for her to ride me. Up and down she moves, heavy slaps signal each thrust as I am eager to meet and compliment her every moment. She is beauty and divinity, and I wish only to worship her. Soon enough, I was ready to give my offering to her. She could feel me twitching and my cock pulsing, but I told her. She smiled and laughed sweetly, and told me she was ready. However, to make most sure of our plan, she bade me to ride her now. We made the switch and I thrust into her, able now to grip her hips, her thighs, to hold her tight as she held me until I burst within her. I leaned far down, pressing myself against her and she held me tightly. I pumped deep into her. More and more I pumped, fueled by her special treat for me. Her soft belly became taught, round and firm. It slowly pushed me away, until I had to rise over her. We both panted at the marvel of her.
"Good Boy."
