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Justin couldn’t believe it. This was exactly what he had been worrying about since day 1--that Lauren would get fat. Sure a part of him wondered how huge Lauren Smith’s tits would get if she put on a bit of weight, but that curiosity was more than satisfied months ago when she had grown to 280 pounds of thiccness and was overflowing her enormous P-cup bras. But she just kept growing, and he thought she’d stopped at 500 pounds and was struggling to fit into Z-cups. He honestly didn’t think she could get any fatter, already an outrageous hourglass SSBBW.

But he was so wrong. As today he was cowering as an absolutely mammoth Lauren Smith was slowly lumbering towards him, having bulldozed her way into his kitchen where he was working.

Now so fat, he felt his entire kitchen shake around him, furniture bouncing with her earthshaking footsteps. And all that fat was on full display too--she was wearing a crop top and mini skirt, he guessed, though they looked more like strips of cloth, more accessories than actual clothes at this point. She must have *really* needed his help. 

She looked ridiculous, really. Her panties were in full view, and so was her titanic fat ass, the skirt doing nothing. But perhaps most shocking to him was the state of her top. She knew he loved her big boobs, and certainly put them on full display. Although she had flirted and made physical contact with him before, it was always teasing. Now was different--he could actually see her areolas out the bottom of her top, and the clear outline of her nipples against the stretched out fabric. Her breaking bra was barely visible under the massive amounts of bare underboob, only serving as a semi-useful support.

It would have actually looked hot if she was several *hundred* pounds lighter. But Lauren had a record of downplaying her fatness and misinterpreting his words and reactions.

Lauren smiled to herself, knowing she had this in the bag the moment she saw his gawking face when she walked in.

‘I knew this outfit was a good idea’ she thought to herself, straightening her back and causing her own massive cleavage to press against her own double-chin as her tits were so tightly squeezed by her top and bra.

As she began to walk towards him, she could feel her enormous curves bounce heavily, and all her exposed fat wobble with her slightest movement.

‘I miiiiight have to hit the gym one this project is over’ she admitted privately with a grin and a bite of her lip as she felt the entire room shake with her weight.

“Hey Justinnn, it’s been a while~” 

Justin gasped as her enormous shadow loomed over him as her massive, now VERY fat belly surged onto the kitchen counter and slammed his laptop shut.

He stared at it slack-jawed, all that plumpness wobbling on as Lauren casually ran a hand through her hair and giggled. Her belly fat alone probably weighed more than he did, she was so fat. And she didn’t seem to care that it was all out in the open! 

“H-hey Lauren, how have you been…?” he began unsurely, backing away from that blubber belly. But then he looked up and remembered what it was all for. As big and fat as her belly was, Lauren’s famous tits had grown absolutely gargantuan, swelling out several feet away from her and casting him in their shadow.

“Oh you know, I just went on this *awesome* diet and I think it’s really improved my figure~”

In a calculated maneuver, Lauren “casually” stretched her fat wobbling arms as she thrust out her chest even more.

Justin’s mouth grew wider as the shadow of her breast grew larger as they loomed over him, and the crop top began to ride up even more.

Lauren’s nipples popped out from below the ripped hem in full view.

She could barely see him past her tits, having to angle her head and chest a bit to get even a slight view of him, but she knew her move had worked.

“I swear, people wouldn’t stop staring when I made my way over here. Do you think my diet’s working?”

Just then--

RRRRIP!-SNAP-SNAP!!!!

Her poor struggling bra completely exploded off of her, with her gigantic tits tumbling further out from her chest and smushing themselves right into Justin's face. Her crop top rode up further, rolling up to the top of her massive breasts which were now fully exposed.

“Oopsies. Well...I think the bra-less look is very in-fashion nowadays anyway” she giggled dimly, smiling down at her pretty much fully exposed breasts as she felt her tutor’s small face pressing on the underside of one of those behemoths.

A little later, Justin was wondering how he had gotten into this situation. Mere months ago he was tutoring a very busty and tastefully thick Lauren Smith, her head-sized boobs resting heavily on the table next to him as she leaned in, her tank top stretched by their mass.

Today, he was pinned against the wall, sinking into the side of Lauren’s fat, fully exposed belly rolls. The top of his head and shoulders were buckling under the weight of one of Lauren’s gigantic breasts, side-boob pouring all over him. Her tits were out in the open, but she didn’t seem to care, her torn crop top rolled up uselessly below her neck and the broken straps of her bra dangling uselessly off her sides.

He pushed against a fat roll which was bulging over the table and impeding him from writing *her* paper on Ancient Egypt, before using both hands to heave aside the massive wad of side-boob smothering him and looking up at her.

While he worked, Lauren was happily (and piggishly) munching on cake which she held with her bare hands, while washing down mouthfuls with gulps of thick chocolate milk straight out of the carton.

“BUUUUURRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!!!!!” went Lauren shamelessly after one particularly long chug, her chubby cheeks and the top of her tits messy with cake and milk.

She looked down at her own fully exposed tits and belly, and down at her tiny tutor struggling against her side.

“I’m soooo glad you’re helping me out again Justin! Where would I be without you?” she said happily, before reaching for another slice of cake.