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Otsoa- Working the late shift.

Otsoa looked at time on her cell phone as she stood in the drive through window. It was only 8:47pm and she was on shift for another long night at the 24 hour fast food restaurant Burger Bomb. 

“Fuuuck..How’d i get suckered into the 3rd shift again.” Otsoa groaned as she picked up the bag of food dropped off by one of burger chefs in the back. She handed the food to the customer out of the drive through window and took the money. Once the transaction was completed she leaned back against the register and looked at the time again. Only two minutes had passed.

“Uuuuuuuhhhhggggggghh….I’m so bored!!” Otsoa griped. 

“Oh quit your bellyaching” Kenny the tall broad shouldered and balding manager said as he walked by carrying a box of condiments to the front counter. “You’re the one that doesn't like to wake up early for the morning shifts, so you get the night shift Otsoa. 

“Yea yea…You should hire more people, then I wouldn't have to work so late….Welcome to burger bomb, may i take your order?” Otsoa said responding to Kenny before requesting an order into the drive-through mic system, she wore on her head. She typed the order into the computer and gave the customer the amount of the order. 

“Well today’s your lucky day. You’ll have a partner in the drive through overnight tonight. “

“Wha? Forreal? Who?”

“Birda is coming in at 9:30 tonight. And guess who’s training her in how to manage the drive though?”

“Birda…” Otsoa thought for a moment “...Oooohhh the tall chick right? She’s usually works the weekends with the high schoolers. Why is she working on a wednesday?

“Beats me. Said she wanted more responsibility. First job n all.”

“Ah, she’s a nerdy overachiever.” Otsoa snickered.

“Says the person working 40 hours a week in a drive through.” Kenny shot back.

“Ohh...that hurts Kenny. Low blow boss.”

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At exactly 9:30pm a tall lanky girl walked into Burger Bomb wearing the uniform. 

“H-Hi Im Birda” she said, walking up behind Otsoa who was staring blankly out of the window waiting for the latest order to be ready. Otsoa looked up at the girl, who towered over her own 6’2” height. 

Birda was at least 6’7’ tall, Otsoa guessed. She had a small but pointy nose and big thing circle rimmed glasses and a pecan brown skin tone. Her hair was pulled back into a long ponytail, which was a the basic style most long haired employees wore in the Burger Bomb uniform hat, and the uniform seemed to dangle loosely off of her. She wasn't much more but a tall skinny stick of a girl, and otsoa couldn't help but cock her eyebrow as she looked up at the towering uncertain nerd.

“Heya Birda. You ready for a fun night of drive through service” Otsoa boomed, startling the girl and clapped her on the back. 

“Yes ma’am! I’ll do my very best” the girl snapped back quite vigilantly.

“Uhh...you can just call me Otsoa….I'm not that old kid. Geez”

“Sorry…i get a bit excited.” 

“No need to be nervous” Kenny interrupted, walking from the back kitchen to the front holding his briefcase and coat in his arms. “ Just do what Otsoa says and everything will go smoothly. She’s the best night shift drive through worker we’ve got”

“Way you keep me cooped up in here its like im the ONLY one you got”

“Yea, you wish. Anyway hold down the fort. The next shift will be in at 5:30 to switch out with you two. And Otsoa, Try not to eat everything in the place”

“No promises. By Kenny” Otsoa said waving.

“Have a good evening” Birda added.

Once Kenny had left Otsoa began the process of training Birda on the responsibilities of the night crew. She showed her how to take orders through the headset and how to enter the order into the machine. Then she introduced Birda to Herman, the super hippie night chef in the kitchen, who took the orders and made the food throughout the night. As always Herman had a tightly rolled doobie tucked behind his ear ready to light up. They all chatted between the occasional orders and at one point, while Otsoa was off to the take another order Herman told Birda how the week after Otsoa had started working at Burger bomb , she had smoked a bomber of a joint with him, got a super case of the munchies and proceeded to eat every meat patty in the kitchen until her belly bulged out like a stuffed balloon.

Otsoa socked the old man in the shoulder and they all laughed about it. 

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As the night went on , naturally the number of customers coming through the Burger Bomb drive thru slowed. At 3:00 am Birda and Otsoa were sitting on stools they had pulled from the break room and carried into the drive-through area. Otsoa was flicking through her instagram feed on her phone and birda was stacking ketchup packets to see how tall she could get them. In the back they could hear herman snoring and the sound of the radio playing. 

“Is it okay for him to be sleeping?” Birda asked after her ketchup tower tumbled to the counter.

“Huh? Oh Yea, that’s usually how it goes. Working night shifts on weekdays can get pretty boring. Nobody is up on a wednesday night. Especially when normal folks gotta work in the morning.”

“Oh okay....but what if a customer comes?”

“Knowing Herman he made a couple of each burger we have on the menu and its sitting in the warmer. If you work here late often enough you get used to it. It’s a bit boring but ya know, at the same time, it’s pretty much getting paid for doing nothing. You can even nap like ol’ Herman, if you’re a fairly light sleeper. Just don't let Kenny hear about it or else you're in for a ear-full.“

“Yea i see. Well, i guess that's a good way of looking at it...Hey can i ask you a question?”

“Yea sure. Shoot.”

“I was thinking….That story Herman told earlier, is it true? The one about you eating all the meat patties in here and you stomach swelling like a balloon?” Birda asked, looking down. Otsoa thought for a seconded she might be blushing.

“Ahhh that...well yea. When i smoke weed, i get a serious case of the munchies…hahahaha. Herman said i looked 9 months pregnant with twins. Kenny was super pissed the next day when he came in and i had to tell him what happened to all the meat. But with a bit of persuasion, i got him to forgive me.” Otsoa looked up from her phone and stared right at Birda. “ Truth is...well, i like to eat...a lot. It’s kinda my thing. Why do you ask?”

“I don't know...i guess.. It sounds cool. I bet it was quite a sight to see. How did you fit so much meat in there at once?

“Oh i’ve eating a lot more than that Birda. A belly full of meat patties ain't nothing for me.” Otsoa patted her pot belly which growled a bit. “...come to think of it, i haven't eaten since yesterday around 6:00pm. I’m getting pretty hungry.”

“I can't even imagine what…”

“Hold up. We got a customer..” Otsoa interrupted holding a finger up.

“Welcome to Burger bomb, may i take your order?...No im sorry we dont carry that item...no ma’am this is burger bomb, we dont...oh...okay. Well...no again im sorry miss, but that’s not something we have here...What? Hey no need to call names! Yeah okay… look do you want to order or not....”

Birda watched as for the next 5 minutes Otsoa attempted to take the customer's order despite her obvious growing annoyance and confusion. Finally after a bout of arguing and name calling the lady decided on a 2 Biggie-Bomb Burger combos and 2 Fission Frosties. 

“Waht the hell is wrong with these adssholes!” Otsoa growled as she took her headset off after giving the total amount of the order. “This bitch doesn't know what she wants. Tries to order shit from Taco Hut! What the fuck.

“Geez...is she drunk or something?” The wide eyed newbie asked nervous.

“I bet she is. THey were both slurring. How are these numbnuts out even driving as hammered as they are?”

Just then the crazy customers black sedan pulled up to the window followed by three obnoxiously loud horn honks and shouting. 

“Get their money and give them the change wouldja, Birda, I’m going to get these bitches their food.” Otsoa said walking towards the back to collect the order.

As Birda approached the window her eyes flashed wide with horrified recognition. Outside in the sedan sat Kelsey and Bonnie, the two girls Birda hated and feared most in her high school career. The two girls who bullied her non-stop about her height and skinny body type since she was a freshman. Its enough she had to see them at school and deal with them but now they sat in the drive through drunk and wild.

“H-Hello. T-The total is $16.78.” Birda said out of the now opened window, taking courage that by some grace of the goddess they two would be too drunk to recognize her. The goddess must’ve been asleep.

“Oh my GAWD! Is that Big Bird?” Kelsy yelled. 

“Holy shit it it. I’d know that skinny ass bitch anywhere. Hey stork!” Bonnie laughed maliciously.

“Please don't call me that. The total is…”

“Com’on give us the hook up Big Bird. We’re friends. Just give us the food for free.” Kelsey suggested grinning

“I-I can't. Im new here and…”

“Ah she just wants to keep the food all to herself. Probably trying to eat all the burgers to gain weight probably. It’s not gonna work Stork. Yo stick ass is gonna be a stick forever.” Bonnie said throwing the crumpled bills and change into the window causing the money to fall all over. 

Birda bent to pick it up with tears streaming down her cheeks. She could hear the girls laughing and she felt sick to her stomach. Just then she saw Otsoa’s legs rush past her as she went to the window.

“Go park out front. I will bring you your meal shortly.” She then slammed with window closed and despite the protests of the drunk chicks outside she ignored them and helped Birda pick up the rest of the change. 

“You know them? Bullies?” Otsoa asked.

“Y-yes...from sc-school.” Birda said trying to steady her voice as she stood up. She heard the car drive out of the drive through.

“I see. “ Otsoa forced eye contact and said “You’re a real sweetheart Birda. Don't let bitches like them get to ya. They’ll get what coming to them.” 

Birda nodded wiping the tears from her cheeks with a napkin. She reached for the bags of food Otsoa had packed to take it outside to the girls but Otsoa stopped her.

“I’ll take it out to those assholes. This shouldn't take long, i’ll be right back. Go wash your face.”

With that Otsoa grabbed the bag and the drink tray holding the frosties before walking out of the store. As she watched Otsoa charge out of the door Birda felt her heart flutter. She heard otsoa unlock the main restaurant entrance and wondered if she should go for backup. She took a deep breath and walked over to the bathroom to wash up. This sh

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Twenty minutes had passed and Birda stood in the drive through window waiting for Otsoa to return. She was beginning to panic when ten minutes passed and another ten minutes later she was frantic. Was Otsoa okay? Did a fight break out? Otsoa looked like she could handle herself, but it was still two against one. Questions flooded her mind and she decided to walk to the back and wake up Herman to go with her to see what had happened to Otsoa. Just as she stood up she heard the front entrance open and lock.

“O-otsoa, is that you? Is everything okay?” She called, not ready to venture over to the source. There was a moment of silence and finally the kitchen door opened.

“Yea yea, Its m-*hic-up* ...me.” Otsoa said as she carefully stepped through the door.

“Oh my fucking god! What happened to you!?” Birda screeched when she saw Otsoa lumber towards the drive through window.

Otsoa’s stomach was hugely swollen. The mass pushed her Burger Bomb work shirt up under her breasts so her brown, grossly engorged belly skin was fully exposed. Through the taut belly flesh there was clearly visible movement as whatever was inside causing the massive protuberance shifted about in the tight space. Soft lumps and sharp protrusions pushed out the shiny brown skin all over the oddly lumpy spherical gut. 

“Hey, enough with the yelling girl. *H-urp* ...Geezuz…” Otsoa scolded the girl as she trudged into the drive-thru area, her huge belly bulge taking up a lot of the space in the small area. Birda pushed herself back against the wall , careful not the touch the burgeoning mass of stomach as Otsoa made way into the drive-thru, the entire time staring at it terrified wide eyes. 

“That...you...what…” Birda sputtered incoherently as Otsoa tried the impossible task of scooting her ass up on top of one of the stools they had been sitting on earlier. After a moment of staring wide eyed and slack jawed, Otsoa reached out and flicked Birda in the nose snapping her out of her trance.

“Heya kid. Keep it together. I’ll explain it all in minute. Now I need you to.go an...uh-UUUUUUUURRRROoooooorrrrurrpRRRRP!!!!!!!!”

The monstrous belch ripped from the deepest recesses of Otsoa’s massively bloated stomach and blasted Birda right in the face. It sounded like the roar of an elephantine behemoth. Birda was assaulted with the splattering of spit , frostie and a hair ribbon and eventually a pair of sopping wet panties.

“Oh geez…wow. ’scuse me.” Otsoa said nonchalantly. She picked the pair of panties off and the ribbon off of Birda shoulder and dabbed her face with a nearby napkin. Birda was frozen solid in shock. 

“I…. uughh…*Hic*...I get really gassy after a big meals like this...Now like I was saying do me a favor and go get a chair from the dining area, so i can sit down. This *H-urp* stool ain't gonna cut it anymore.” Otsoa patted her huge squirming belly for emphasis. One of it’s occupants shoved back causing the stomach to lurch

Still silent and wide eyed Birda Spun robotically around and did as was requested, grabbing a chair and hauling it into the Drive-thru. She set it where indicated and stood back as Otsoa settled herself into the chair like a pregnant woman, using the nearby counter and back of the chair to lower her overfilled body gently into the chair. She grunted with a mixture of relief and discomfort that comes with overeating.

“oh man...thats a relief. My *buuOOURP*...uhg, my back was killing me.”

“wha...whats going on? Where were you...a-and what happened t-to…”

“seriously? Are you really gonna ask why stomach is huge?” Otsoa interrupted with a cocked eyebrow. “I know you're young, but you can't be that naive…”

At that moment one of Otsoa's meals kicked fiercely causing a foot shaped bulge to jut from the surface of the hugely swollen stomach. Birda stood silent looking from Otsoa, to Otsoa's engorged stomach and to the pair of saliva wet panties on the floor and back to the huge belly. Finally she looked back to Otsoa's bemused face.

“Y-you...a-ate them.” Birda stuttered. Then with more confidence. “You ate Kelsey and Bonnie!!”

At the sound of their names making it through the stomach's dense walls both devoured women began fighting and struggling for freedom. Much to Otsoa's pleasure their efforts were unsuccessful yet sensually vigorous. As always happens after a belly full of desperately squirming food, Otsoa began to feel a familiar tingling as her previously well hidden member begin to swell.

“No need to yell. *Hicurp*...mmmm...look at them go. You got them all excited. ” Otsoa panted, rubbing her hands over her massively bouncing stomach. She moaned as her growing member began to push against her khaki work pants, causing to bulge at the crotch. For not the bulge was still well hidden under her much bigger and fuller stomach-bulge.

“B-but how?” Birda asked, inching closer to Otsoa.

“Meh, like you eat food, duh. I stuffed them bitches in my mouth and now they’re in my stomach. Look no more questions. *BUORRP* It’s just what i do. I told you before, i like to *Urp* eat a lot.” Otsoa pulled her shirt all the way up from the top quarter of the bulbous dome of a belly and tucked it under her heaving breasts. “ Birda, Do me a favor and rub my belly for a bit. I’m so full i can barely stand it..”

“Okay!....i mean uh sure... If it’ll help.” Birda said with false composure.

She began pressing her hands to the warm brown belly-flesh. She ran her fingers and palms along the surface before softly kneading circular motions along the sides of the tightly packed gut. Working with silent fascination Birda rubbed every area across the large expanded surface feeling her two bullies wiggle around for comfort while pushing at the walls of their gastronomic prison. Birda heard Otsoa humm and groan in pleasure many times as she massaged, clearly approving of the caresses to her engorged organ. 

As Otsoa crooned in gratification at the slow deep embrace of Birda’s fingers, Birda also heard her passengers sob and curse within Otsoa’s stretched torso. She was surprised that the situation neither bothered her, nor was she fearful. Instead she found the situation...exciting. Otsoa had avenged her. Saved her. Protected her. She found that she wanted to somehow thank Otsoa for ridding her of these bullies for the remainder of her existence. Before she knew what she was doing Birda began placing soft kisses on the surface of the massive protuberance of Otsoa’s stomach. Every stroke of her fingers was followed by a light kiss on the taut belly skin. Every protruding lump of elbow or knee from tightly packed bodies of Bonnie and Kelsey was sternly kneaded intro retreat and treated with sensual peck.

Otsoa immediately noticed the nature of her belly massage turn from curiously hesitant to intensely determined and finally to sensually charged. At this point her cock was a full on hard-on.. She could sense from the caresses and kisses that Birda too was as turned on by the action of rubbing her engorged body as Otsoa was of possessing the two-prey filled body. Otsoa didn't know why, and with this raging boner, she didn't care.

Otsoa reached out quickly and grasped Birda’s hand as it fondled her belly button, getting the girls attention. As Birda perked up, as if snapping out of a trance, interrupting her tongue which was circling her belly button, the two made eye contact over the horizon of brown mass of stomach. They both felt a fiery spark shot between them . In a flash Birda scrambled over the massive bulge of stomach and they kissing each other passionately as the couple within the stomach squirmed against the sudden pressure pushed down upon them. If Kelsey and Bonnie knew it was Birda, the lanky skinny nerd they used to bully that smashing them even tighter as she stuck her tongue down the throat of the woman who viciously devoured them whole and left them stew alive in her smelly stomach sack, they would’ve lost whatever little was left of their minds. 

Birda and Otsoa fondled each other ravenously as they kissed, Birda rubbed Otsoa’s right breast and belly with her both of her hands as she sucked on Otsoa’s lower lip. Otsoa slipped her tongue around inside Birda’s mouth as she slipped her right hand inside of Birda’s shirt, and rubbed her breasts and pinched her nipples. With her left hand Otsoa managed to slip it down and under her huge belly where she felt her swollen stiff member pushing up against the bottom of her stomach. Her belt and pants zipper had come undone after the initial meal, and with some careful maneuvering she was able to shimmy her pants down just enough to free her rock hard cock from her khakis. With it’s full 22 inch length freed to pushed up against the bottom of her massive gut with nearly enough rigidity to balance the full belly atop it were it not for the weight of two adult women within’. 

Gently Otsoa grabbed Birda’s hand and slowly traced it down and under the bulbous curve of her stomach, and finally down to the length of her stiff shaft of cock. She heard Birda gasp as she recognized what it was. 

“OH my ...gawdess...:” Birda huffed as slid down from atop the stuffed now loudly gurgling belly and observed the other fully engorged region of Otsoa’s so far fascinating anatomy. 

“I’m so full...Suck me off wouldja?. I can hardly reach it with this…” Otsoa said, indicating her increasingly active stomach. Bonnie and Kelsey were having a rough time with the increased arousal and digestive activity happening in Otsoa’s gastric prison chamber. 

“Wh-wha? There’s no way! It’s so big I can’t…”

“Oh please, just suck it *hic* for a little bit. I’m not asking much. I’d say It’s the least you could do…*Ourp*... I mean...Didnt I get rid of these two bitches for you after all…” Otsoa said placing her hands on the sides of her massive stomach. She was trying to guilt Birda into a blowjob and it was working. Birda hesitated for a minute thinking about the proposition. She hadn’t sucked a cock since her last boyfriend who dumped her not too long afterwards. And she’d never even seen a cock this big.

“Yes...yes, okay. *sigh* I-‘I'll try..but just for a little while...” Birda hesitated while maneuvering her herself into a comfortable position kneeling before of the chair where Otsoa sat. Now eye level with the She grabbed the thick cock in her hand and closed her eyes. She opened her mouth and began licking all around the tip of the throbbing girl-penis as she stroked the thick shaft with her right hand. Her Left hand held up the mass of the engorged stomach as it’s contents wiggled violently above her. She heard Otsoa moan in approval and although her view was blocked by oversized cock and belly she imagined Otsoa with her head back and eyes closed enjoying the feeling. The thought made with both wet and enthusiastic. 

Birda began stroking Otsoa’s shaft with consistent rhythm and and applied light to each stroke of her hand along the meat pole. WIth new confidence she licked and slurped along every inch of the dickhead and ran her tongue down to the swollen balls and back up again to the tip. With every gasp and moan from Otsoa Birda became more and more invigorated and wanted to pleasure her more. The weight of the engorged stomach mass hovered forebodingly over Birda’s head, supported mostly by Otsoa’s strong arms and hands she grasped the sides. Birda no longer concerned with nothing but making Otsoa moan in louder pleasure she re-tasked her left and to fondling Otsoa’s swollen balls as she worked the shaft and head. 

This is what Otsoa was waiting for. With Birda completely consumed with the blowjob Otsoa wanted the true deep-throat the lanky girl was withholding...up until now. WIth her eyes closed Otsoa waited for the moment when her throbbing sensitive cock slid between Birda’s lips, over her tongue. 

It was then Otsoa began to slowly lower the full mass of her engorged woman meat packed belly down atop the back of birda’s head. She felt the girl panic as the weight of two, tightly packaged within the single stretched gurgling organ began pushing her head down and shoving the hard rigid rod of cock deeper into the back of her mouth, past her jaws and and tonsils and down deeper and deeper into her throat. Birda gagged and releasing her hand began flailing her arms for leverage. But it was too late to escape as, the belly was too heavy and the she-cock too long, too rigid and too deeply inside her throat. As the mass of the ginormous swollen stomach descended atop her neck and shoulders Otsoa’s cock-head just pushed deeper down into her esophagus. 

Birda gagged and flailed her arms and tried to wiggle her way out of her predicament, certain she would choke if she stayed put. But as she swallowed and gagged she heard Otsoa croon and gasp in ecstasy with each muscular movement of her throat muscles as her esophagus tried, in vain, to either pull the giant cock deeper into the stomach or reject it back out the way it came. 

“Shh...oh Yesssss….MMmmmmnnnn...That's it. Just take it ALLLLLLLIIiinnnnn…” Birda heard Otsoa moan and somehow she began to relax and her esophageal muscles dilate slightly allowing her to breathe again. She began to enjoy the feeling of the cock filling her throat with it’s thickness..

To her further surprise she realized she was proud of herself for engulfing the entire thing and as she settled down she realized her gag reflex, having failed had stopped reacting and she was now pleasuring this amazing Futanari woman in a way she never thought she could. 

The weight of the ponderous and heavy belly weighted Birda down but she also enjoyed the feelings of the moment within it through the tightly stretched skin. The distraught sounds of the women shouting and cursing their fateful predicament and the women who put them there mixed with the churning and gurgling sounds of digestion further amplified the desire to pleasure Otsoa more. Birda wanted to make Otsoa cum. 

With her arms now free she reached up and rubbed the burgeoning squirming prey-pregnant belly balanced atop her. Birda’s peristalsis muscles massaged the shaft and kneaded the head of Otsoa’s cock over and over again with deep voluntary swallows.

Lost in pleasure Otsoa gasped and bucked against Birda’s face in time with the girls esophageal gyrations. The tight wet caresses bringing her closer and closer to a now inevitable climax caused Otsoa’s eyes to roll up and throw her head back as her body shivered. 

“Oh fuck! Yes Suck me harder! Uggushh OOH GAWD Suck me Deepe-rrruuuuggrraaaahhhhHHAHhhh!!!”

Otsoa’s throbbing cock exploded in a SAVAGE Climax! Gallons after gallon of thick gooey jizz shot out of her deeply embedded cock and into Birda’s depths. Otsoa unceremoniously wheezed and struggled for breath as each ejaculatory wave that blasted directly down Birda’s throat. SHe came and came for minutes on end yet what felt like days of mind numbing ecstasy. 

Throughout the entire climax Birda held tight to Otsoa’s shivering body as the throbbing cock emptied the contents of Otsoa’s balls into Birda’s throat and finally stomach. It felt like an eternity as an absolutely implausible amount of hot gooey semen flooded down into the depths of birda’s steadily swelling stomach. With each throbbing wave Birda felt fro the meaty rod lodged between her jaw, she could feel her belly distend another two to three inches full of Otsoa’s cum. By the time Birda was certain of Otsoa’s completion her stomach pushed up her shirt and protruded out from her body like a overly inflated basketball. 

Finally dislodging the now softening but still partially hard cock from her throat and and then out from between her lips, Birda sat back on the floor and looked down at her stomach. She looked at least 9 months pregnant and considering the contents that swelled her belly so fully, she imagined in a way she was. After all, in a way those were Otsoa’s “Kids” swelling her belly out so big. Sho poked it in fascination and wonder feeling the tightness with her fingertips that she already fully felt in her gastrointestinal system. 

“Holy fu-uURRRRRROR-UP….Fuck!” Birda Belched. She smacked her lips tasting a bit of up-chucked cum on her lips. The belch relieved a bit of pressure from her belly but it’s appearance did not change at all, still swollen and uncomfortably full. 

“Holy fuck is right, Birda! Geez girl. *B-Ourp* If you don't like working for burger bomb, i definitely know a job you can do...UGh-HIC-up... and do fucking well.” Otsoa exclaimed over her swollen gut as she sat up as best she could her immense stomach resting between her knees and covering her cock.. 

Birda looked at her own belly then at Otsoa’s and felt a strange wave of disappointment at how much smaller her’s was compared to the larger gut. Almost as if it were gloating Otsoa’s grotesquely distended belly churned loudly and more consistently finally digesting the mass within.. Birda could still see the outlines of the two women through the stretched cocoa colored adipose flesh, but now there didn't seem to be any dramatic movements or thrashing.The forms of Kelsey and Bonnie settled packed together tightly in a forced ball as the powerful stomach muscles kneaded them and squeezed them tighter. Birda stared wide-eyed at the swollen mass full of freshly succumbed girl-meat.

“If you cum like that every time, i think i’d explode. I’ve never been so full in my entire life. Look at this!” Birda exclaimed, getting to her feet , her hands cradling her pregnant looking stomach. She stood above Otsoa, who was still seated as she struggled to pull her pants back up to hide her member. Birda’s belly jutted out tight and dense and her popped out belly button was directed right in Otsoa’s face like an unblinking eye. Otsoa stopped her struggles and cupped the belly with her hands and rubbed all around it. BIrda murred at the touch and yelped quickly as Otsoa gave the belly-button a quick unexpected lick.Otsoa felt her panties begin to moisten even more. 

“Oh gawd...do that again!” BIrda almost shouted.

“Ah ah ah. Not yet. I got an idea. It’s about 4:30. Lets lock up and hop in my car. Then we can go to my house and i’ll lick your belly-button and anywhere else you want. Sound good, Hmm?” Otsoa suggested, grabbing the counter and standing up and then shimming up her work pants. 

“Yes yes yes.! Let’s go!” Birda said excited at the prospect of getting Otsoa and her beautifully stretched and ponderous body in bed naked.

Five minutes later the two big bellied girls waddled outside and locked the doors to the Burger Bomb Restaurant before they got into Otsoa’s car. Because of her smaller belly size Birda drove as Otsoa jammed her two person packed belly in the passenger seat.

As they drove away, a unrestrained Concussive Belch was heard that echoed in the early pre-dawn air. 

Thirty minutes later Herman walked out of the back kitchen to find and empty restaurant and kitchen. In the drive thru there was a letter addressed to him from Otsoa and a pair of wet panties.

The note read:

“Good morning sunshine! Birda and I took off early. Cover for us! I’ll owe you one.- THX Otsoa”

Scratching his head, Herman picked up the panties and sniffed them, before tossing them and the note in the trash. Shrugging he wondered if Birda would be coming back to the restaurant.. This wasn't the first time Otsoa took the new guy home before they had to hire a new one. He hoped for the best. He kinda liked the girl. Good kid. 

The end.