Kate and Jenny part 11

Kate

I rolled over in my bed and stretched, before sitting up. I yawned and got up from the bed. Looking out from window I noticed that the sun was already high in the sky. I must have slept longer than I usually do. I should go check on how’s Jenny doing. I quickly dressed and went to her room. “Jenny?” I knocked on her door. No response. I slowly opened the door peeking inside, only to see that she wasn’t inside. The dress she wore yesterday was lying on the bed, underneath some smaller piece of garment. What could that be? I wasn’t very keen to violate Jenny’s privacy, but the curiosity overcame the better part of me. Oh, it’s a girdle! So that’s why she looked thinner. Looking at Jenny’s bed I realized that it didn’t seemed as if she used it tonight. Oh god, I hope she didn’t do anything stupid…

Walking down the stairs I already had a clear picture of what should I expect. The reality surpassed that image by a mile. Jenny, only in her underwear, was lying on the couch, snoring loudly, with her bloated gut covered in chocolate. The big white box was empty on the ground. I should have seen this coming… I put my hand on her shoulder shaking her slightly. “Jenny, wake up.”

“Wha-“ She exclaimed sleepily, while opening her large eyes. Her face contorted in pain and discomfort and her hands fell upon her distended abdomen and started to rub it. “Ouch, it hurts! I hoped it was only a dream…”

“I’m sorry.”

“It’s not your fault.”

“I know, but still… I should have expected this.”

“It hurts so badly.” Jenny stopped rubbing her belly and raised her arms. “Could you help me up? I feel like a beached whale.”

I was surprised at how calmly she acted. Truth to be told, I was a bit surprised at how calmly did I take it. I guess we're both getting kinda used to it by now. “Sure.” I grasped her hands and pulled with all my strength. Fortunately it was enough.

“Thanks.”

“So… no gym for today, huh?”

“Hell no! I’m gonna get showered and then I’ll focus on digesting.” Jenny stated matter of factly, patting her bloated gut.

“Alright, I think I’m gonna hit the gym by myself.” I don’t even know why I want to go to the gym. Oh well, it won’t hurt me. Maybe I could call Mark to join me.

“Oh hey, can you tell Angie I’m not coming, if you’ll see her there of course.”

“Sure.”

Jenny turned around and started waddling away and I just couldn’t take my eyes of her backside, as it was swaying and quivering with each and every step. It looks like if her ass got bigger overnight. Jenny’s panties were clearly a bit too small for the size of her ass and they were getting eaten by her butt crack. I’ve also noticed that her thighs rubbed against each other a lot. I found it strangely alluring. What are you thinking Kate? I shook my head to get rid of inappropriate thoughts like this. I looked over my shoulder. I should work more on my butt. I pulled out my phone and dialed Mark.

“Hi Kate, what’s up?”

“Hey Mark, I’m going to the gym right now and I was wondering if you wouldn’t like to join me?”

“Sorry, I’m working right now, but perhaps we could meet later and go for a lunch?”

“It’s a date then.”

I arrived at the gym and without wasting any time I found my way into the locker room. As usually there wasn’t another soul in there. I stripped out of my jeans and put on yoga pants instead. Then I took off the tank top I was wearing and unclasped my bra, letting my fleshy orbs jiggling freely. At the exact same moment the door to the locker room opened. I was taken aback a bit because I wasn’t used to people coming in here. I quickly turned around, heavy bosom swaying from side to side. It was Jenny’s friend, Angie. She seemed to be dumbfounded, staring at my breasts with her mouth wide open.

“Those are called boobs and yes, they are big.”

“Big? They’re huge!” She shook her head. “Sorry for staring.”

I waved my hand. “Don’t worry about that, I’m getting used to it.” I turned around again, much more slowly this time, lowering the amount of wiggle to only the inevitable level, and put on the first of my sports bras. Oh, I almost forgot. “Angie, my sister isn’t coming here today.”

“Ah, that’s too bad. I was looking forward to seeing her. How did her date turn out last night?”

“Terribly, I’m afraid.”

“Oh. Would it be ok if I went to visit her later?”

“Fine by me, I would call her first if I were you, though. She’s not exactly in her best shape lately, physically nor mentally…” I put on the second sports bra and hopped up and down a few times, assuring that the amount of jiggling was within reasonable limits.

During the workout I focused mostly on strengthening my upper back muscles, hoping it would help in a long term with how heavy my breasts were getting. Then I did a few exercises for my bum and lower body in general. Lately I’ve been feeling a bit too disproportional and honestly my butt was never my greatest asset. Watching Jenny’s ass growing bigger every day certainly doesn’t help either…

Finally the self-torture have ended and it was time to meet up with Mark for the lunch. I was really happy with how things were going right now. I felt almost guilty for being so in a comparison with how badly things went in Jenny’s case. If only I could do something… I snapped out of my thoughts when I saw Mark drawing nearer. Bright smile was spread across his face, mirroring my own. We hugged and kissed. “Hey handsome” I said when we pulled away.

“Hey babe.”

“Oh, so it’s babe now, huh?” I asked raising one eyebrow and placing a finger on his chest.

“Sure, if you don’t mind, that is.”

“I never liked that word.” I said, before pausing for a few moments, unconsciously biting my lower lip. “Guess I’ve never heard it from the right person before.” I smiled. “I’m fine with it.”

“So this matter is settled then… Where would you like to go to eat, babe?”

***

Jenny

I twisted and twirled naked in front of a mirror, trying to get a glimpse of every inch of my body. I pushed my breasts together. They still seem so small in comparison with the rest of my body. I poked my bloated belly. Especially with this huge thing underneath them. I turned around and slapped my butt, sending it into waves of quiver. “Could you stop growing?! Seriously!” If I’ll keep gaining like this, I’ll need bigger chairs to sit on. I know I'm exaggerating, but still… I sighed. It’s a wonder that my skin is still so smooth. Weirdly enough I wasn’t really feeling bad about my body, it was more as if I was failing in world’s expectations of how I should look or something like that. What was bothering me more was my aching stomach. I really went overboard last night. I waddled towards the wardrobe and started to search for some dark and baggy clothes that could hide the current state of my body as much as possible. After all parents were returning home tonight and I didn’t want to shock them too much. I won’t be so bloated anymore so it should be alright. I thought, not realizing that the number of pounds I gained in the last month was closer to forty than it was to twenty and it was way too obvious.

Once I got dressed up, I went downstairs and turned on the television. Seated on the couch I rolled up my shirt and started to rub my hurting midsection, relieving some of the pressure and hoping it would help with digesting. Ah, it feels so good. Suddenly a loud growl erupted from my insides. I was a bit shocked that even though I was far from having the last night’s meal digested, I did feel hungry. No overeating today, Jenny, you got to get it under control.

I was seated comfortably, munching on a large chocolate candy bar when the doorbell rang. I let out a frustrated sigh and wearily rose to my feet. I walked towards the front door, too aware of how my thighs rubbed against each other with every step I made. When I was nearing the door, the doorbell sounded once more. “I’m coming goddammit!” I shouted, letting my annoyance burst through. I slammed the door open. “What?!”

“Hey Je- oh my gosh, you look huge!” Angie exclaimed loudly. “Seriously, you look like you swallowed a volleyball!”

“Thanks a lot.” I uttered bitterly and took a large bite of the candy bar.

“I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean…”

I waved my hand. “Yeah, whatever.” I retorted, making no effort to hide my grumpiness.

“I tried to call you, but you didn’t answer the phone…”

“Are you coming in or what?!”

“Sure.”

Once Angie stepped inside I swiftly closed the door behind her and popped the remaining bit of the candy bar into my mouth. We sat down on the couch. Why was I so annoyed and rude? “I’m sorry about that. I’m just in really bad mood right now…”

“Don’t worry about it, I’ve heard you had unpleasant date last night.”

“’Unpleasant’. If you put it mildly.”

“Would you like to talk about it?”

I shrugged. “If you’d like to hear it…”

“That guy is such an asshole.”

I simply nodded. Talking about the last night made me relive it in a way and it opened the fresh scars on my soul. I felt a few tears, which escaped from my eyes, traveling down my cheeks. I used my sleeve to wipe them off. Angie leaned forward and hugged me, pressing her far smaller midsection against my swollen gut.

“Shhh, it’s alright. Don’t hold it in, let it all out.”

Last month made me realize just how much I was dependable on people around me. I don’t know what I would do on my own. I slowly pulled away from the hug. “Thanks.”

“No problem. Now… would you like to go somewhere to grab some lunch?”

I sniffled. “No way am I going anywhere looking like this!”

“Right, I could prepare something to eat if you want.”

“You could? That would be great.” I really should learn how to cook…

“Sure, just let me see what you have in the kitchen and I’ll make us something.”

I swallowed the last morsel of the meal and placed the fork onto empty plate. The meal was rather small from my point view, as I got used to a much larger portions recently. My dissatisfaction must have been obvious.

“What’s wrong? You didn’t like it?” Angie asked concernedly.

“No, it was really good… I just wouldn’t mind to have some more, that’s all.”

“I can make more if you want.”

I sighed. “No, it’s probably for the best. I’m barely fitting into this chair already.” I joked exaggerating the reality. Although it was true that sides of my thunder thighs hanged over the edges of the chair.

Angie smiled brightly. “You know, I’ve met your sister in the gym today. I know that she always had big boobs, but oh my gosh! She’s so huge! You can actually see her boobs even from behind!”

“Yeah, I’ve noticed.”

“Anyway I think I should go, but I wanted to ask you first if you’re gonna show up at the gym tomorrow.”

“Yeah, probably.” I nodded slightly.

“See you there then.” We both stood up and hugged. Letting go Angie poked my belly. “I’m sorry but I have to ask: How did this happen?”

“After the date I was feeling miserable and so I devoured a whole cake.”

“You’re kidding, right?”

I don’t why I did it, but I grabbed the hem of my shirt and raised it, showing my bloated abdomen in all its glory. “Do I look like I’m kidding?”

Angie’s eyes were opened wide, her mouth opened as well revealing her perfect teeth and her hands immediately found its way on my stomach. “Oh my gosh, your gut is so much bigger than I thought! And it’s so hard!”

The touch of her hands feels so good. I was a little embarrassed about this whole situation and the blood was rushing to my cheeks. I heard someone cough and I turned my head to the source of the sound.

“Am I interrupting something here?” Kate asked with an amused grin on her face. My cheeks were now burning hot. Angie froze in a place when she heard Kate’s voice and it took her few seconds to realize her hands were still laid on my bare midsection. When she did realize her face turned bright red and she quickly pulled her hands away. “If you two could see the look on your faces.” Kate said before bursting into laughter causing her boobs to wobble wildly.

“Therewasnothinggoingon.” The words flew from Angie’s mouth at the speed of lightning.

“Relax, I never thought there was.” Kate said when she caught her breath.

Angie was red as a beet. “I have to go. See ya.” And with that she ran off.

That was weird. I exchanged glances with Kate, still blushing slightly, before shrugging.

A couple of hours have passed with me lazily lying about, doing nothing in particular. About half of the time I was less than sentient drifting away into dreamland, never remembering anything from it. With a loud snore, I regained consciousness, realizing that the shadows were already getting longer. I’ve rolled up my shirt and looked down on my stomach. The bloated reminder of yesterday’s night was gone. It almost seemed like nothing happened, maybe only a little bit more of soft flesh found its way to settle around my waist. It could have been much worse. Maybe it was my mind playing tricks on me, but I felt my pants to be a little tighter around my buttocks than before. I yawned and stretched before rising to my feet. I bet that parents must be here any minute now. My stomach let out loud rumble acknowledging me about its existence and about its needs. “Hmm, I wonder whether we have some Snickers bars.”

***

Kate

I watched my reflection in the mirror with a discontented expression on my face. I was trying to hide just how much bigger my breasts have become in the last month as I wasn’t sure of the reaction. I wore black t-shirt that was too large, with my bosom restrained uncomfortably in two sports bras, but my boobs still appeared way bigger than they were before the summer. At least they look smaller than my head… and by a lot actually. I guess I just can’t expect miracles. I wasn’t looking forward to the evening. Sure I was glad I’ll see parents since it was a while, on the other hand I did expect that mum will freak out and it was making me nervous. I just wish this day to be behind us.

They must be here any moment now. I thought walking down the stairs. It was a bit weird, walking down the stairs without the ever present jiggle of my boobs, which were well contained inside multiple sports bras. Sure it was great to get rid of it for workouts but apart from that I was always enjoying the sensation when my heavy tits bounced around, even though it hurt sometimes. I probably should wake Jenny up. I approached the couch only to found her place on it empty. Oh, she is alive! I wonder what she is doing. I found her in the kitchen munching on some candy bar. She’s stuffing her face again… Why am I not surprised? I shook my head. She’s so occupied with eating she didn’t even notice that I’m here. “Hey.”

Jenny jumped when she heard my voice. “God, you scared the crap out of me.”

“Sorry for that. I see you finally managed to digest that cake.”

“Yeah.” She took a long glance at me. She took a breath like if she wanted to say something, when we both heard a key rattling in the lock.

Our parents have arrived and we both rushed towards the front door. They were both overwhelmed with luggage, but we didn’t care as we both launched to hug them. I fell in dad’s open arms while Jenny squeezed mum tightly after squealing ’mummy’ the entire way to her. I always felt closer to dad. Our dad was about two inches taller than me, charismatic and quite handsome really, although he was starting to develop a little potbelly. His Dark hair was sprinkled with silver and his blue eyes were often sparkling with laughter. He was usually always working, which made the time spent with him much more precious and every time we spent together, he was trying to make up for the lost time. It left a clear mark on me as I grew up to liking the same kind of literature and movies and my taste in music was heavily affected as well. Even my sense of humor had some similarities.

“There are my beautiful girls.” He said. I felt my boobs pressing against his body and it made me blush a little, but I didn’t let go. “All right Katie, I love to see you too, but it’s getting harder to breath now.” He remarked with a chuckle.

I blushed a bit more and let go of him. “Sorry.”

He winked at me. “You know I’m just kidding, don’t you kiddo?” And then he proceeded to greet with Jenny and so did I hugging with mum. Mum was stunningly beautiful woman and there were no doubts from where did Jenny and I inherited our good looks. Wide feminine hips, slim waist achieved by a strict healthy diet and a pair of D-cup sized breasts made her the stuff out of male fantasies. She was a bit shorter than me, standing right in the middle between mine and Jenny’s height. Her long hair was a bit different than mine, whilst mine were more towards the reddish shade, whereas hers were more inclined to the browner part of the auburn spectrum. Her face was also very attractive, only slight laugh lines around her mouth and the tiniest wrinkles around her eyes were there as an evidence of her aging. She still looked younger than she really was as she seemed to be in her early thirties at most. My relationship with her was more complicated than the one with my father. We had a few issues because differences in both, our personalities and in our interests. She never hid her disappointment about me not being ‘girly enough’. Although she sometimes gave me a hard time about my lack of social life, I even shouted at her once to stay out of my business, but I knew she only meant the best for me and that when it mattered I could always count with her unconditional love.

When the greetings were done and all the luggage were brought inside, we gathered in the living room. I’ve noticed that mum was glancing at my bosom from time to time and she definitely looked at Jenny’s recent body developments. Dad didn’t seem to notice any differences or at least he acted like he didn’t and was only happy to see us. I loved him for that. Dad stood up. “Excuse me ladies for a moment.” He said and then left the room.

Once he left mum turned to us looking very seriously. She frowned. “Oh come on girls” she said in a tone that contradicted her facial expression, “I don’t want to be the flat chested around here.” I let out a relieved laugh. There’s no way she would make such jokes if she was gonna freak about it. “But seriously now, Kate, you look huge. I almost envy you.” I smiled and shrugged, not knowing how to respond. “And you, Jenny, I’m glad to see you finally started to blossom. I know how you wished for it to happen.”

Jenny blushed slightly, mumbling “Thank you.”

It seemed she wanted to say something more to Jenny, but stopped herself and turned to both of us instead. “So, girls, tell me. What is the news around here?”

“Kate has got a boyfriend, Kate has got a boyfriend…” Jenny sang cheerily.

“Jenny!” I wasn’t really mad, but I didn’t want to tell anyone yet. I don’t even know why…

“Really? Do I know him? Is it Mark?”

I looked at Jenny to know if she was talking beforehand, but I only found a look of surprise, mirroring my own. “How do you…”

“Oh please. It was always obvious you too liked each other.”

“Why didn’t you say something?” I asked confused.

“Why? So you could yell at me to mind my own business?”

I blushed, once again not knowing what to say.

“You know, he’s a bit like your father was when he was younger.” Mum said staring into distance, reminiscing of her younger days.

“That’s what was bothering me about him!” Jenny almost shouted. “He’s a lot like dad!”

“Eww, don’t say that!” I exclaimed, not feeling very well about this whole conversation. Mark isn’t like dad. How can they even say this?! I thought, even though somewhere deep down I knew there were some similarities and maybe they were the reasons why I always felt so comfortable around Mark.

“Eww? Thanks a lot.” Dad said entering the living room again.

“I-I didn’t mean it like that. I-“ I stuttered.

“Relax, Katie. I know how you meant it.” Dad said chuckling.

Dad was the only one who ever called me Katie. He was also the only one I would ever let call me that. It was one of our little things that always made me feel so close to him. Just now I noticed that dad’s hands were hidden behind his back. “Your mother was against it but this is for you, Katie.” He handed me a huge chocolate, which he was barely able to hide behind his back before, due to the sheer size of it. “And this one is for you, Jenny.” He said handing a similar one to her. Jenny’s eyes were shining with desire.

“Thanks.” We exclaimed in unison, both hugging dad in a tight grip.

When we let go, dad asked mum: “Did you tell them yet?”

“I was waiting for you to be here.” She paused for a moment. “Girls, I’m pregnant.”

Stunned silence filled the room, until it was abruptly broken by Jenny. “Aren’t you too old to have more kids?”

I buried my face into palms of my hands, while dad was fighting to not start laughing. Oh no, she didn’t. Please tell me she didn’t just call mum old.

The silence was deafening.