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The topic of her weight was fresh on Kelri's mind. After being egged on by Connor, and discussing it with her mother, Sophie, she was in an active mood. That gut pressing down against her legs wasn't getting any smaller. She wouldn't let that happen. Not with her current mood. I just told mom i was going to keep gaining weight. On purpose. This isn't going to stop, just like I couldn't stop myself at 200... The thought of her irrevocable expansion made her squirm on her couch. Maybe I better give Connor a visit...
With a devil-like grin she heaved herself to her feet. She let her secretary, Su, know she was going for a walk, then weaved through a maze of cubicles. Like she had left it, Connor's row of cubicles was almost empty. It was great cover for their less than business professional conversations in the past. It would serve that need again.
At her massive size, walking always made her undersized shirts rise up. Her thighs banging up against the bottom of her belly made it wobble. Her rippling fat made it inevitable for the tight fabric to slide upwards. She tried to be as stealthy as she could, despite being around two weeks away from being 350 pounds. Her steps were loud. Heavy. In her mind, she was sure everyone in the floor below her could hear her coming. Still, Connor didn't make any mention of her approach. As quiet as she could, she shuffled forward so that only her belly would stick out into the opening. With a smirk she knocked on the wall and waited.
Connor's chair squeaked. He yelped a little, then he chuckled. "Come in."
"You're in big trouble," she teased while waddling around the corner. With a smirk she gripped her fingers into her taut fat stretched belly. "Look what you've done to me," she said, walking at him. Using her gut as a battering ram, she pressed him back into his chair, then rolled them both back against the desk with a thunk.
Connor accepted his fate but didn't give in to his assailant. "I'm not done yet," he said looking down at the belly pressing him against his chair.
Kelri leaned back a little, then the weight of her belly pulled her over. Her stomach slid down Connor's chest and plopped into his lap. He tensed and grunted from the force, but relaxed when he wasn't injured. Kelri groaned with delight as the chair bore the weight of her belly. Now eye to eye with him, she nibbled at his lips with hers. "300 more pounds. Are you sure you can handle how this thing is growing? Can you handle another one of me on top of you? I don't even know if I can handle it..."
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Connor squished into the sides of her bare belly and squeezed as much as he could. "It's growing in all the right ways, and all the right places. You keep gaining like you're supposed to, and you won't be able to lift yourself onto my lap. I'm surprised you can now! But before you know it you'll be 650."
It was hot in the cubical. Kelri took shallow breaths and grabbed the back of Connor's head to cover his face with kisses. She took a break to flirt, "I thought you said 600?"
