2nd Edition
Today, Mike and Emilia were going to try something different, clothes filling, without the incredible mess of sweet and savoury foods. Emilia wore loose-fitting, grey tracksuit bottoms and a t-shirt with a colourful patterned bird printed on the chest.
Her trousers had been tied up at the bottom to help keep everything in as they were filled, as had Mike's. The pair of them were already a couple of drinks in as they wandered into the living room together.
Emilia lay on the sofa smiling as she quizzed Mike on what he had in mind. "Okay, so... you want to fill my trousers with pillow stuffing, right?"
Mike nodded eagerly. "Basically, yeah! I've not been able to try it with anyone else yet... And given how adventurous you are, I thought I'd ask if you're up for it, given what we did last time."
"Okay... So it definitely won't take hours to clean up! I'm liking it so far. What else?" She asked, grinning happily as she stroked Mike's crotch, keeping him nice and hard.
"You're right. It won't, and it'll take far less time to clean up. If any! Obviously, you get to fill me up too! Duh, otherwise, it wouldn't be as much fun." Mike replied, sighing blissfully as Emilia teased him.
Biting her lips, Emilia leaned closer. "I don't know... I reckon it would still be pretty good just filling me up. Watching you devolve into a horny drooling wreck is very entertaining..." she said, gripping his dick gently through his tracksuit bottoms and rubbing slowly.
Mike sighed again as Emilia drew closer to him, biting her lips seductively. "I'm up for that...." He muttered softly before sharing several quick kisses with her.
Emilia pulled back slightly, allowing Mike to continue kissing her, moving along her cheek before travelling down her neck, sucking at her exposed skin, mixed with the occasional nip of teeth, planting several noticeable love bites down on the side of her neck.
"Well, how about we get filling? Then you can get back to worshipping me..." she giggled, enjoying his affection a little too much, tempted to let him keep heading further down her body as she stroked his bulge a little harder.
Mike soon jumped up, dashing into the next room excitedly and came back a few moments later with a large cylindrical pillow-filling machine, packed to the brim with ultra-soft fibrefill. He heaved the fairly heavy machine over towards the sofa.
"Holy shit! T-That's a lot of fluff!" She giggled sweetly, wide-eyed in surprise at the amount he'd managed to acquire. Emilia jumped off the sofa to help him drag the machine over. Despite being on wheels, it was still heavy and awkward to manoeuvre.
"Indeed. And soon, most of it will be lining your trousers!" Said Mike eagerly, unwrapping a hose from the machine's base and attaching it to the outlet.
"You really do like seeing me with a dump truck of a bum, don't you?" Emilia laughed, biting her lips slightly as she gazed at the colossal fluff container.
"You have no idea...." Mike sighed blissfully.
Emilia almost burst out laughing but managed to suppress it at the last moment. "Oh, I do. I know you very, very well." She grinned, taking Mike's hands as they finished pulling the machine.
"Do you now?" Mike joked, leaning closer and pecking her on the lips. Emilia was quick to slide a hand on the back of his neck and keep him close, urging him back for more.
Lips met, and more groping ensued, embracing each other longingly. Emilia held him close as Mike grabbed her arse with one hand on her back as they kissed.
Emilia pulled away slightly, sighing happily as she looked him in the eyes. "Come on then... Get filling." She grinned, slipping a hand down Mike's front to grope his hard bulge.
Shuddering with excitement, Mike grabbed the outlet hose he'd attached to the machine and poked it down the back of Emilia's trousers, quickly reaching behind her with his other hand to slide it into her underwear, making sure they got nice and full before filling the rest of her trackies.
Mike flicked a switch on the side of the machine, and it began whirring, building up to full power before a jet of fibrefill erupted from the outlet.
Emilia glanced back to see her arse starting to expand, her underwear rapidly filling with silky soft fibrefill. "Ooh, hello! I'm growing." She giggled, wiggling her bun slightly as it grew.
Mike moved around behind her to get a better view of how well she was filling out. He shifted the hose around in her underwear a bit to fill as much space as possible.
Emilia couldn't help but giggle as the incoming fibrefill tickled her skin before it all settled inside her bulging underwear, her butt now noticeably more prominent than before but lacking the sleek curve she had naturally.
So Mike aimed the hose down one of Emilia's legs, letting it flow down to her ankles and begin backing up towards her hips.
"I'm gonna be pretty fucking bootylicious after this..." she laughed, gesturing at her drink on the side table. Mike grabbed her half-full vodka and orange and handed it to her.
"Oooh, yes! This is going to be great! Fucking great!" Said Mike excitedly, sighing blissfully as Emilia stroked his bulge, grinning cunningly as she rubbed it.
"Just imagine what it'll be like when I'm filled... bearing down on top of you with your dick in my hand. My huge butt bulging behind me...." Emilia whispered, pressing her arse against his throbbing cock.
Mike moaned softly as he squeezed her arse, feeling how big and spongy it was becoming, with plenty more left to fill. As her left leg filled out, Mike stopped admiring her arse for a few moments to adjust the hose, allowing more fibrefill to settle into her trackies.
Emilia sighed softly, moving her legs slowly, feeling the ultra-soft fluff rub against her skin. As the fibrefill reached her thighs, Mike shifted the hose to her right leg, repeating the same process, filling up her leg until it was packed full of fibrefill all the way to her thighs before filling out her crotch area, packing it tight.
