Katie woke up alone in bed. She thought it odd that Cynthia wasn't softly snoring beside her. Cynthia loved to sleep and more often than not, had to be pried out of bed with a crowbar kicking and screaming the entire time.
Sitting up in bed, Katie looked around the room, bathed in early morning sunlight. No sign of Cynthia. Just then, she heard the muted creak of floorboards followed by the kitchen faucet turning on.
"Cynthia?" Katie called out as she sat on the edge of the bed.
She heard her lover reply from the hallway. "Yes?"
As Cynthia appeared in the doorway, she asked, "Katie-bear, did you need anything?"
"No. Not at all. I was just wondering why you weren't in bed with me."
"I got up early," she answered. "Get up. I'll have breakfast ready in a few minutes." Then she turned and walked back to the kitchen.
'Breakfast?' Katie wondered as she thought about all of the food that Cynthia had crammed into herself last night at the buffet along with four 32-ounce sodas and some soft-serve ice cream for dessert. Katie had to practically roll the moaning and groaning Cynthia home! Of course, they worked some of those calories off in bed when they got home, but still! 'And she's making breakfast? Wow, can that girl eat!'
Katie shuffled into the kitchen and saw Cynthia busying herself at the counter. The table was set for two, juice was poured, the smell of freshly brewed coffee was just beginning to creep into the air, and there was a growing bowl of brightly colored fruit chunks next to Cynthia.
Cynthia turned, holding a vase with a bouquet of flowers in it out to Katie, who was still standing, barefoot, blinking her eyes against the bright fluorescent lights.
"I got you some flowers," Cynthia told her.
"They're beautiful," Katie responded. "But what's the occasion?"
"Nothing. I just wanted to show you how much you're loved, honey."
Katie, who cries reading greeting cards in the supermarket, started to tear up.
Cynthia placed the vase in the middle of the small table and went over to Katie, and gave her a warm hug. Katie's slight body was practically engulfed by the much larger girl's meaty arms and enormous breasts, but Katie smiled through her tears. There was no place she would rather be than nestled securely in Cynthia's embrace.
As they sipped coffee and nibbled on fruit, Katie asked Cynthia why she had gotten up so early.
"Well," Cynthia began, "after all of that food and drink last night -- ugh! -- and then how hard you made me cum, when I fell asleep, it was coma town!" She laughed, then continued, "I mean, I was out!! But, all of that soda... what was it? Four huge cups? Sixty-some-odd ounces? Like, a
gallon
of liquid?"
Katie sat across the table absolutely stunned thinking about all of that stuffed into one person's belly. It certainly looked like a lot while it was going in, but to think of it all now, in the light of day...
Just wow!
"Something like that," Cynthia shook her head and shrugged. Anyway, as you can imagine, I woke up a LOT of times to pee. Then, finally around five-ish, not to be too gross, but... Ah... There was a
stirring
within."
Cynthia smiled. "Everything that goes in and doesn't go here," she smacked the side of her large ass, "or here," she shook her giant tits side-to-side like a demented burlesque dancer, "needs to eventually come out. And trust me, it's a good thing you slept through
that
!"
Katie grimaced from across the table.
"So, at that point, I was up for the day." Cynthia finished.
She took another sip of coffee. "I didn't want to wake you, and then I got to thinking. Stuffing myself silly was great, but I really do not want it to impact my health, nor do I want to get any bigger. Right now, I'm plump and I'm totally fine with that. I'm voluptuous. Curvy. Shapely. Rubenesque, if we want to get all classical-like."
She looked at Katie. "This was the second time -- well third, if you count our first date -- that I've eaten waaayy too much just since we've been dating. I don't want to get fat." Cynthia smiled dryly. "Or
fatter
."
She sighed. "But it's
such
a damn turn on!" Cynthia closed her eyes in remembered ecstasy. "Mmm."
Looking at Katie, again, she frowned and shrugged, "So, what are my options? Only do it once in a while and in between, eat healthier than I've ever eaten and exercise more than I've ever exercised. Simple."
Katie nodded her head in agreement.
"So, I went out for a long walk. I picked up some fruit for breakfast. Heck, I could end up losing weight!" She chuckled. "I'll have to be careful, though. No one wants a skinny Cynthia, right?"
"I love you just how you are," Katie told her. "Soft and squishy and cuddly."
They both smiled at each other.
"Well, breakfast was wonderful and the flowers are lovely," Katie said as she started to gather up the dishes and silverware.
Cynthia stood up and in one swift motion scooped Katie up in her arms. Katie screamed and two forks clattered to the linoleum floor.
"I almost dropped these plates, you brute!"
Cynthia carried her over to the sink. "Toss 'em in."
Katie reached down and placed them gently in the sink, then wrapped her arms around Cynthia's neck and gave her a big, wet kiss. "Now what?"
"Shower time," Cynthia told her.
After a luxuriously hot shower, the two girls were wrapped in fluffy terry cloth towels and sharing the small hand sink to brush their teeth. Katie was doing her best to keep her towel wrapped around herself while Cynthia was doing her best to peel it off. Just as Katie reached to place her toothbrush back in the holder, Cynthia ripped the towel off of her girlfriend.
"Great. You won, okay?" Katie angrily told Cynthia. "I'm going to go get dressed."
"Nope!" Cynthia shouted with a mouthful of toothpaste foam, spraying droplets all over poor Katie.
Katie pulled her towel back from Cynthia's grasp and wiped off her face and neck and Cynthia wrapped an arm around Katie's torso and held her tightly. Katie struggled, but it was to no avail, so she gave up. Almost like a rag doll, she hung from Cynthia's arm while the larger girl finished with her teeth, rinsed, and wiped her mouth on the hand towel.
"So, you've overpowered me and have me captive. What's your plan?" Katie asked.
"Oh, you'll see!"
Katie rolled her eyes as Cynthia picked her up again and carried her to the bed. Cynthia laid her down, pulled the comforter over her, stripped her own towel off, and crawled into the bed next to her.
"Katie-bear, last night was amazing. Again! Thank you." And before she could reply, Cynthia pressed her full lips against Katie's. Momentarily surprised, Katie quickly surrendered to the onslaught of Cynthia's probing tongue and fell into her already familiar submissive role to Cynthia's overbearing yet nurturing personality.
As the long, passionate kiss ended, Katie looked deep into Cynthia's eyes and simply said, "I love you." She rolled onto her side and curled up against Cynthia's soft body. Katie could feel Cynthia's ample breasts cushioned against her shoulders and Cynthia's belly, much smaller and softer than it had been last night, filling the curve of her lower back.
Spooning side by side, Cynthia pulled her legs up under Katie's bottom, almost cradling her, and draped an arm across Katie's slim hips. Her fingers grazed Katie's naturally sparse pubic hair and she felt Katie shudder against her.
Cynthia's fingers lazily found their way to Katie's velveteen labia. Parting her already slick lips, she quickly found her clitoris peeking out from under the hood. Katie quietly shuddered again and Cynthia began rubbing it up and down. Katie closed her eyes and let herself float away on the gentle waves of Cynthia's fingertips.
Feeling Katie almost melt into her bosom, Cynthia was suddenly awash with an incredibly strong maternal urge. As she continued stroking Katie's pussy, Cynthia thought of how she was always the one who watched out for both Katie and Freya. In their entire lives together, Cynthia was always the strong one. Always seemed to be the one in charge.
Almost like a surrogate mother to the other girls.
She wondered how she had never really seen that before.
Katie let out a soft moan and Cynthia felt her fingers flooded with the deluge of vaginal fluid that always poured out of her lover. She kissed Katie's ear and left her hand delicately holding her still spasming pussy.
