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Justin still replayed the events of her last visit in his head every so often. How could he forget when he had gotten to see Cindy’s fattened tits out in the open?

The next time Cindy came to visit was after her second semester in Gingerbreadland.

Justin thought he would be prepared for her, expecting an even bigger Cindy. But even he didn’t expect her to get this big.

“Urghhh...stupid easy shorts...urgghhh...these are supposed to be loose and comfy!” groaned the enormously busty girl as she struggled with the stretched-out waistband of her shorts.

As revealing as her outfit last time was, he honestly wasn’t expecting a repeat. What he got was just as bad, if not worse--Cindy was in nothing but a short baby tee that reached barely reached halfway down her chest (she had to keep pulling it down to keep her nipples from showing, since she couldn’t find a bra that fit!), and some tiny short shorts that were more like panties on her giant ass and thighs.

But what surprised him even more was how easy it was to convince her to let him pamper and feed her. He had offered that she hang out in his room and he could bring her some sweets he thought she’d like, and she agreed in a heartbeat!

And so this was the scene that faced him now: a scantily clad Cindy somewhat stuffed from all the food he had been feeding her for the past hour or so, now fatter and bustier than ever, sitting on his bed which was groaning under her immense weight as she struggled with her shorts.

And the scene got better.

“Ooooffff...there we go!” she went finally, getting that restrictive garter waistband down past her belly which then ballooned out to its full size, spilling onto her lap.

“Ahhhh...that’s much better~” she sighed as her hand appeared beneath the swell of her left breast, rubbing her belly and causing her exposed tits to wobble heavily along.

Justin gasped. As she reclined on the couch-bed her monstrous melons sloped down the sides of her swollen gut, and her shirt rode up allowing him a pretty clear view of her pierced nipples.

“Now I can eat even more that she’s free” she rubbed her bloated belly tenderly. Turning to her side to see a fresh stack of pastry boxes, she licked her lips and reached over her giant boobs for more…

That was the other thing that surprised Justin this time. It seemed like Cindy had fully embraced the lifestyle of a “stuffer” or “feedee”.

Apparently she had finally realized that it was quite a thing in Gingerbreadland, and was now unashamed to take advantage of it.

She told all of this to Justin in between mouthfuls of fattening sweets. Apparently she had gone on several dates just like this already--where a boy would bring her food nonstop, loving how plump and full her belly was getting. To her, Justin was just doing what those Gingerbreadland boys did, so it was natural. This was why it had been so easy for him to convince her to let him feed her today--she was doing this pretty much all the time in Gingerbreadland, with various suitors to boot!

Because of all this positivity, she grew to really love her fattening figure, focusing particularly on her belly. Ironically, it wasn’t even her most defining asset compared to other “fat girls” in Gingerbreadland--she had a massive booty and wide hips, and even more obvious to all were her outrageously huge breasts. Still, Cindy seemed to pay most attention to her belly, hence her rather oblivious attitude about what her most stand-out features were.

“BBBBUUUUURRRRRRPPPPP~” went an even fuller Cindy some time later. Her shirt was rolled up even more thanks to all her movement, but she didn’t even bother pulling it down anymore as she lay on Justin’s struggling bed.

“Oooooh I’m getting soooo full~” she moaned happily, shifting about in her reclined position (the bed groaning and buckling loudly again!) as all her exposed blubber wobbled obscenely.

Justin couldn’t believe it. He was staring at an almost naked-looking Cindy, tits out, belly out, jiggling on his straining bed and stuffed with so much food he had given her. Was this some kind of dream?

“Look at how big my belly looks!” she giggled, struggling to see over her monstrous breasts and smiling down at her food-filled stomach. Her boobs swelled to her sides heavily under their own weight, her right breast actually bulging over James’ bedside table. He’d never seen so much tit before.

“No wonder all those Gingerbreadland girls are so jealous of me--they don’t have a belly like this~” she went as she grabbed the sides of her swollen gut with both hands and jiggled it.

James gulped as her belly fat and titanic, pretty much fully-exposed tits wobbled obscenely before him. ‘Pretty sure it’s not the belly they’re mostly jealous of’ he thought as he watched those giant breasts quake. He had seen lots of BBWs from Gingerbreadland after all--sure some were curvy and most were pretty fat, but none of them held a candle to Cindy’s outrageous proportions.

He still couldn’t believe how open she was about having her nipples on display.

“You won’t believe how jealous they can be. I always get mean stares from other big girls when I wear crop tops like this. I mean, if they can show their belly why can’t I?” she pouted, rubbing her gut lovingly but having to stick her arms under her monstrous breasts.

“Y-you wear this out?” gasped Justin.

“In Gingerbreadland, sure! They don’t mind girls showing bellies over there so this is fair game. Plus when I wear this type of top I always get so much free stuff for some reason~” she giggled.

Justin stared at her giant fully exposed breast bulging onto his side table, and tried to imagine a bartender looking at two of those sitting heavily on his bar. He’d probably be inclined to offer her anything she wanted too.

“Must be your sweet personality” he said as he watched her shake the crumbs out of a box of cookies into her mouth, her arm fat, tits, and belly all jiggling.

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