Sprinkles and crumbs fell to the table as the girls’ demeanor turned to that of pigs, wasting no time in devouring whatever the other didn’t already have in their clutches. For Rotana, she simply pulled from the lower ends without offsetting the large stack that Denise created while her friend swiped any goodie off the top and brought it to her mouth at once. The pile shrank by the second as the once fine layers diminished to a few fine rows at the bottom. But as the girls kept eating, the ground beneath their feet shook with an indomitable force. For once their thighs flattened on the bench and their bellies pudged out by a few inches, with Denise’s quickly rolling up to her breasts by the second, the iron bars beneath their swelling butts strained with the pounds pouring in.
Until now, Denise and Rotana were fairly curvy, plump even considering how Rotana always ripped the back of her pants, but neither of them ever had hips wider than their shoulders, nevermind half the length of the table itself. The seams along the legs of their jeans split apart as a fine row of smooth skin exhumed from their thighs down to their fattening calves, which quickly swelled to accompany the girls’ legs burgeoning together. Their fat asses rose like dough until the sharp outline of their cracks glowed behind them with Rotana straining on the pressure that strangled her from the waist below.
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