The booth just can’t take the two of them…

As ecstasy and bliss took Isaac and his head lulled back he lost view of Kayla, but he never stopped feeling her. Actually if anything he started to feel her more and not with his hands. The heat and warmth of plump thighs against his throbbing, bucking cock grew as Kayla’s thighs thickened. Issac couldn’t see it, but her hips widened and ass fattened, packing on pounds upon pounds of fat that jiggled as she lightly bounced against the tip of his 7ft and still growing member. A large amount of each gallon of his cum forces into her hot pussy just from the sheer force of his ejaculation.

Kayla continued to grow and fatten in the booth which was very quickly becoming too tiny for the two of them. Her modest breasts swelled from DD’s to E’s and then F’s without stopping and tearing through the alphabet. Between the sounds of wet globs of cum falling to the ground comes also the sounds of her waitress top tearing as it could no longer stand up to the task of holding her mams back. Her nipples poking through the fabric first, easily the size of teacups before her tits burst free and spread onto the table in front of him and similar to the women at the party she began to lactate.

The booth creaked as Kayla filled the entire bench on the other side and her hips overflowed the edges and her belly presses against the table.