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Competitive X
🕑 Added 2019-10-28 12:01:10 +0000 UTCNote: This is a story-prompt for That-Other-Guy.
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Edward decided to head to the bathrooms as well. It took him a few moments to heave his awkward body out of his seat and waddle to the front. All four lavatories were occupied, and some had weird noises coming out of them. Edward leaned back on the wall, arching slightly, and was surprised to spot Starla waiting for the bathroom opposite his. He found himself unable to stop ogling the round, bubbly woman, and she practically preened under the attention. Her eyes frequently shot down to the hard erection jutting out in his sweatpants, her lips quirked mischievously. Edward wanted to say something, but he couldnt figure out what. He just couldnt get over how hot she was, all huge, and bouncy, practically vibrating with her vivacious energy. Just when he finally opened his mouth, both lavatory doors slid open, and from each, emerged a man, who was gently ushering out his massively pregnant wife. Edward goggled the quartet. It was obvious what had gone on in the bathrooms. He could recall seeing both pregnant women earlier during boarding, but neither of them had been nearly so massive. Now both were flushed, breathless, and looked ready to pop! Edward stared after them as they gingerly made their way back to their seats.
Ahem.
Edwards attention darted back to Starla, who had apparently been trying to get his attention. She pouted cutely as she approached, seeming to push her hugely pregnant belly even farther out in front of her, where it positively strained against her little stewardess uniform.
She leaned up his ear, and he could feel the swollen warmth of her form pressing against his own squirming belly.
I need your help with something, said Starla sweetly, her lips brushing his earlobe. After youre done.
Uh okay, said Edward stupidly.
Starla gave him a winning smile, before going into her lavatory, snapping the door shut behind her. Gulping, Edward made his way into his own lavatory.
It proved awkwardly small, which wasnt anything less than what hed expected. As he shoved down his sweatpants and wrapped his hands around his gender, Edward released a sharp gasp as he encountered an increase in girth and length. This is new her murmured to himself, shuddering as his fingers explored. It wasnt unwelcome.
It only took a few rough pulls before he was close to being unraveled. Edward gripped the wall for balance, his free hand toying with his shaft as his round belly heaved and shuddered. His back strained and breasts rocked. He could feel the fat round pillows of his ass wobbling behind him. Nrrghhh he groaned, eyes squeezed shut. He was so close.
The sound of a knock on the door left him almost losing his balance. Edward panicked, and by instinct, began to grip for his pants, trying to pull them up, as he would at his parents house when interrupted during masturbation. It took him a moment to gather himself. Uh who is it? he managed.
Its me, Starlas high voice murmured from the other side of the door. Need some help with my skirt. Im just across the hall. Then he heard her retreat. Edward gulped and quickly finished pulling on his sweatpants.
Flushed, sweaty, and still pitching an outrageously huge tent in his straining sweatpants, Edward awkwardly eased himself out of the lavatory, and waddled to Starlas as quickly as his swollen body would allow him to. The door was unlocked. He half expected the whole thing to be some crazy joke, but when he slid it open, Starla was there, bent down for him, so the fat mounds of her ass were on full display for him. Edward swore under his breath.
He approached Starla, pressing himself against her warmth. Rather than reaching up to her waistband, he allowed his hands to slide down, audacious and exploratory, caressing her plump, perfect backside. It was huge. He groaned quietly, trying to contain himself.
He started grinding against her before he was even conscious of doing it, his still-throbbing hard-on rubbing indulgently into her warmth. Starla released a shuddering moan as he steadily pressed faster and harder.
Youre a big boy arent you? she said.
He chuckled, and rocked, half-expecting to wake up at any moment.
