Danielle leaned back, one hand caressing her bloated belly as she looked over at you with a playful smirk. “Look at me,” she teased, patting the soft, overfilled curve of her stomach. “I’ve eaten so much I’ve practically burst out of this costume.”
She traced her fingers along the gap where a button had given way, her cheeks flushed. “You’ve really turned me into quite the soft, overfed cop tonight, haven’t you?” she murmured, guiding your hand to rest on her belly. “Think you can handle helping your fattened-up girlfriend waddle home?”
DAVID EVANS
2024-11-02 16:28:30 +0000 UTC