Lauren: Foodie 2 (multiple images!) (Patreon)

Though she's branched out to posts about fashion, this is of a spiritual successor to this: https://www.deviantart.com/suffragium-uno/art/Lauren-Foodie-850510680

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“Dude, did you see Lauren’s newest instagram post? Still no full body shots, but damn she’s looking fine!”

“I don’t know, there’s probably a reason she hasn’t been posting full body lately…”

“Oh come on, you and your big-girl phobia. So she’s been putting on a few more pounds lately. Have you seen the size of those things? She’s got more side-boob in one breast than most busty models have in their entire chest! And did you read the caption? She’s making a 5XL top look like that!”

“Ok whatever. You and your obsession with huge-breasted chicks…”

That was the kind of conversation Olia would read online.

Of course, as Lauren’s social media manager, she knew exactly why Lauren couldn’t just post full-body pics nowadays especially when modeling clothes. They would risk having her account banned or worse--lose sponsorships!

“Aww what do you mean we can’t use the full body shot again?” pouted Lauren, when Olia had expertly cropped the image to show just Lauren’s cute chubby-cheeked face, a hint of her plump arm, and a whole lot of jiggling cleavage.

Little did others know that the boobage on display there was but a small fraction of the teenager’s now colossal rack.

*CRACCCKKKKKK!!!*

Off-camera, Olia gulped as she heard the table they were using in the shoot began to buckle under Lauren’s giant breasts. Well, breast. They had planned to have Lauren push her boobs tantalizingly over the table, but the girl was now so massive a single one of her giant boobs was overflowing the entire thing and making it creak under its weight as she leaned onto it.

Even worse, the 5XL top that Curvy Kat had sent for her to model was pretty much useless, not even managing to get halfway down her tits.

Olia watched as one of the poor helper bots was tugging the top down, doing all it could to keep the massive model decent--at least decent enough for the cropped version of the photo!

“Well Laur, for one thing you know we can’t post anything with you topless…” winced Olia as she heard the table groan loudly again under the girl’s gigantic boob.

“But I’m not topless! The 5XL crop top they sent fits” insisted the teenager, who was already helping herself to a vast array of pastries being served to her on a nearby food cart.

They were shooting at a Joey’s Sweets that Lauren liked to visit, the dude tending to the store--a young man called Ronnie--making sure she always had a fattening treat within reach. Why were this girls fans so intent on fattening her up?! Jeez. They didn’t have to deal with the challenges of keeping her decent...

Olia sighed, staring at the table-filling tit. She looked over at Lauren’s right breast, which fell heavily to the side with no table to rest on, fully exposed as it hung there for all to see.

Well, luckily they had booked the place and it was just her, Lauren, and Ronnie. But still. The obscenity of this girl.

“Actually Laur that’s supposed to be a *tank top* not a crop top. And even if we did treat it as a crop top, it doesn’t cover anything! Your tits are out in the open.”

“They are not~” said Lauren, sitting back up straight and leaning back in her seat (well, seats technically, since each of her giant ass cheeks took up an entire small bench).

As she did her helper bot was smackd aside by her giant left boob, allowing the useless XXXXXL top to roll back up Lauren’s breasts, leaving them fully exposed.

Ronnie who was just rolling over another fresh cart of food gasped at the sight--Lauren’s huge belly bulging over the table, her massive exposed tits swelling atop it and spilling down the sides, her top rolled up like a scarf beneath her chubby chins.

“Okay so it’s a bit more revealing than we planned” she admitted with a bite of her lip. “But Ronnie tells me all the other models are going with the braless look anyway. And he says it suits me well, right Ronnie?” she giggled, looking over one fully exposed breast at the gawking Joey’s Sweets employee by her side.

Olia shot Ronnie a disapproving look, to which he simply shrugged and smiled nervously. So this was the jerk who was making her job harder.

“ANYWAY we got the shot we needed so we can call it a day Laur” said Olia, watching her overfed model licking her lips happily, tits and belly out.

“Actually, you can go on ahead Olia, I might hang out here for a bit. Ronnie bet that if I could fit into this 5XL top he’d treat me to whatever I wanted at this Joey’s Sweets. And guess who won” she grinned, turning to face him and the shadow of her monstrous breasts looming over.

‘He did?’ frowned Olia looking up in awe at those titanic tits and belly, fully exposed. Though she knew both Lauren and Ronnie would consider this a “win” for Lauren. They both had their reasons.

Later Ronnie and Lauren had the shop all to themselves.

Ronnie found himself in a situation he had been in more and more often lately--giving the bloated, overstuffed Lauren belly rubs.

She had spread out her massive body across several benches Ronnie had pushed together, surrounded by several tables of food.

Well, now they were empty tables of food, as the gluttonous girl had done a great job of devouring pretty much everything in the shop.

“Mmmmfff, poor Ronnie...don’t you get tired of…*URRPPPP* losing to me in all these bets?” giggled Lauren with a satisfied sigh, looking down at him past her colossal exposed breasts as he rubbed her fat and very stuffed gut, glistening with massage oil.

Some of the oil was unavoidably getting on her shiny fat tits too, since he had to constantly push them aside to get to all of her belly.

“What can I do Laur, you really know how well your clothes fit you” he lied with a smile, pushing aside another armful of boobage. He looked over at it, Lauren’s monstrous right boob spilling over and taking up an entire table on its own. She had grown so much since when they first met, and they first started making these “bets”.

“I know right? To be fair, you’ve got an eye for fashion too, I should really take more advice from you…” she went, before interrupting herself by chugging down the last of a large carton of heavy cream.

“BUUUURRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!” she went, smiling down proudly at her swollen, massive, fully exposed upper body.

“...you were totally right, this top makes my boobs look GREAT!” she giggled, giant oiled up tits and belly out in the open.

She reached out a fat, wobbling arm for the last bit of food.