Cindy (Multiple images!) (Patreon)

This is a sequence of images I partly showed on deviantart based on Kip's hot new OC, Cindy.

The story is based on Cindy and another babysitting "client" Justin (not the canon client Connor from Kip's comics), and her returning from a semester abroad having put on a LOT of weight.

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 Justin wasn’t ready for this.

He knew Cindy had been putting on weight while she was completing her first semester in Gingerbreadland, but he didn’t expect this much weight.

When he answered the door he almost let out an audible gasp at the sight of the even larger, bustier Cindy.

Even wearing a button-up jacket didn’t hide how much bigger she’d gotten. The top buttons on were pretty much useless as the jacket parted widely at the top, allowing Cindy’s now monstrous cleavage to push out, squeezed tightly by the jacket itself and the top she wore underneath. The remaining buttons over her midsection were straining to keep in her fatter belly, her belly button peeking through the gaps.

In a state of shock he greeted her and invited her inside, the now uber-thicc babysitter bouncing on in, her clothes seeming to creak with each step.

He led her to the kitchen--where she always wanted to go first when she came over to babysit his little sister--in a bit of a haze, his body seeming to operate on autopilot as he motioned to the sweets he had prepared for her return.

As she sat down, her wide hips and fat ass spilled over the edges of the chair. Her poor skirt was ripped a bit, and was so short that--good gods--Justin could see Cindy’s pink panties!

“...so how’s Gingerbreadland been treating you?” he managed finally, his consciousness seeming to return to him as he stared at the bulging babysitter before him.

‘Very well, clearly’ he thought to himself as he watched her already helping herself to the snacks and pastries he had spread out on the table, her giant breasts wobbling with the slightest movement.

“It’s been soooo awesome! You won’t believe how nice everyone is over there” she said through a mouthful of food.

Of course they would be nice to *you* with a rack like *that*.

“Oh, by the way. About that bet we had before I left for Gingerbreadland--remember how you teased me about getting too big for my signature top after 1 semester there?”

“Y-yeah…” Justin did remember. Her purple top was already tight on her before, showing off half her belly and straining against her massive breasts. It probably would look ridiculous on her now.

“Well, guess who can still fit into it!”

What? No way.

Justin’s jaw fell as Cindy proceeded to undo the surviving buttons of her jacket. In an instant her gargantuan breasts and overfed belly bounced out, settling into their unrestrained size and shape.

The top looked ridiculous, enhanced by the fact she didn’t bother wearing the usual white shirt underneath. There was boobage spilling out everywhere--enormous amounts of cleavage welling out of the front, and enough side-boob equivalent to most normal-sized girls’ entire breasts!

And holy shit--she wasn’t wearing a bra either! He could see her areola peeking over the torn neckline of the top…

...but it wasn’t over.

“See? It still fits me...oof..perfectly” she groaned, struggling a bit to peel off the rest of the jacket.

In doing so she bounced a bit in her seat, the chair groaning under her weight, and her top--

*RIIIP!!!*

The poor neckline tore even more, as more areola became visible, and--

*RIIIIIIIIIPPPPPPP!!!!!*

Justin almost fainted. Another rip, and Cindy’s pierced nipple popped out in the open.

Incredibly, the oblivious girl didn’t seem to notice--or care?--as she continued to smile down proudly at her giant rack sitting atop her plump belly.

“I can’t believe you thought I’d outgrow it in a single semester!” she giggled, stuffing some pastry into her mouth while smiling down at her own outrageous boobs.

“I mean sure it’s gotten a bit tight, but it’s not THAT bad…” she said while using her other hand to tug at the straining straps, which didn’t do anything but cause her colossal breasts to quake again--

*RRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!*

Even more fabric gave way, as Cindy’s titanic tits almost flopped out fully, spilling over the sides of her fat gut.

Still the somewhat airheaded girl didn’t bat an eyelash, instead continuing to eat.

“Anyway, I was saying people in Gingerbreadland are sooo nice, particularly the boys. The girls are a bit snootier, for some reason…”

‘Of course they are, when you’re distracting all the men with a rack like THAT’ went Justin, amazed at how Cindy didn’t seem to bother her tits being practically out in the open.

Justin tried to take his mind away from those giant tits sitting out in the open. He worked on his laptop while Cindy ate and twiddled with her phone.

A little later, he felt her shadow loom over him before a colossal pair of breasts slammed down onto the table before him.

Cindy was leaning in, her nipples exposed, her boobs flooding over the table and pushing his laptop shut.

“Justin, we’re all out of sweets already...could you grab more from the store next door?” she pouted, her massive breasts swelling onto the table before him.

“Pleaseeee~” she begged, bouncing in place and making her monstrous boobs quake right below his chin.

“I-uhhh...s-sure Cindy” he gulped.

She brightened up, and stood back up straight, the shadow of her rack looming over him, her nips out.

“Yey~ <3 You’re the best!” she said, lifting her jiggling arms up and doing a little bounce, until--

*SNAPPPP!!!!!!*

The straps of her top finally gave way, and her gargantuan jugs tumbled out freely, slapping against her fat belly.

A bit of blood trickled out Justin’s nose as he gawked up at those mammoth mammaries in disbelief.

Cindy bit her lip, finally conceding that her top might have been a bit too small as she looked down at her fully exposed breasts.

“Oopsies” she said gathering them up with difficulty, breast meat pouring copiously over her two armfuls. “Could I borrow one of your cousin’s tops? I remember her, she’s a pretty busty girl too…”

His cousin was pretty busty alright, but she was *only* an F-cup. Not...whatever the hell cup size Cindy now was.

A little later after Justin had led Cindy to his cousin’s bedroom (she was away), Cindy returned in her chosen top.

“Did you find something in your size--oh my” gasped Justin.

Cindy came waddling in wearing a yellow top that didn’t even reach fully over her tits. But the airheaded girl seemed content to let her giant boobs hang out.

“Yup, thanks Justin! I always knew I could still fit into a XXL. And this crop top is soooo cute” said Cindy, looking down happily at her exposed breasts as she tried to tug the top down, only to have the fabric snap back up.

‘Should I tell her that’s supposed to be a tank top, not a crop top…’ thought Justin privately, as he watched Cindy plop her heavy ass back down and resume snacking.