There's still an entire sermon to be edited.

It was Sarah who finally broke the silence, the sun already shining through the window from high in the sky.

"You know, I did put a mattress cover on, but I think I still should get all of the sheets into a washing machine..."

"Yeah..." The pastor groaned as he **** himself into a sitting position, his entire body pleasantly sore from the morning activities. "And I need to finish everything for tomorrow. We don't have much of a choice, do we?"

"Mh-mh," Sarah replied, leaning over to Nicholas for what should have been a quick peck on the lips, but her enormous bust overbalanced her and so they ended up in a tangle of limbs and bulging breastflesh, the pastor once again under his lover - and the kiss went deeper and longer than planned, their tongues darting and dancing as their hands caressed each other's bodies gently.

But the sensation of milk trickling out between them served to remind them that other duties called, even if it felt great, all slick and slippery. Although his cock throbbed and pulsed and he felt Sarah's shaft fatten as it swelled against his thigh, Nicholas knew that a second round would have to wait until the evening. As much as both he and Sarah wanted to, there was simply not enough time.

With Sarah taking care of their mess after yet another shower - which had the pastor thankful for the fact that the church paid the bills - Nicholas once again sat in his study, breasts and balls thankfully emptied after the lustful start into the day, the rough draft for the sermon before him. The pastor's pussy still tingled slightly, as did his waist and hips, a pleasant distraction from his work, but nevertheless, he was making good progress with his editing. If nothing unexpected happened, he would be done a few hours after lunch. The fact that Nicholas felt himself growing hornier, harder and milkier with every passing hour was, of course, entirely expected. Luckily, the track pants he'd dug out of his wardrobe accommodated his enormous, stiffening shaft rather well.

"Nicholas? I prepared some sandwiches. Do you want to eat together in the kitchen or should I bring a plate up?" How did Nicholas deserve a woman as amazing as Sarah? Who supported him wholeheartedly as she always had, but now, their relationship went even deeper? Smiling, the pastor swiveled his desk chair around, his thigh digging into the armrest."No, I'm coming down. It's going pretty goo--" There was suddenly quite a lot of unexpected weight as Nicholas tried to stand up, making him fall back into the chair with a dull thump as its wheels impacted the wooden floor. "What...?"

Looking down at himself, Nicholas realized that he'd gotten stuck between the armrest, pulling the chair up with him. Or rather, his severely expanded hips, ass and thighs had gotten stuck. Apparently, Sarah's swimmers had had a lasting effect.

"Wha--wow!" Sarah seemed just as surprised as Nicholas. And in awe of his new and enhanced lower half. "Look at all that cake!"

"I'm glad you like it, Sarah," the pastor replied, shimmying out of the desk chair, leaving his ass wobbling slightly after he got free; the formerly loose trackpants now hugged Nicholas much curvier frame. "But... cake?"

"It's... an expression for an incredible butt." And indeed, Sarah seemed to barely able to believe that her lover now had an ass to match his tits as she stepped closer. "My god, that looks... can I touch it?"

"You made me cum with your penis first thing this morning, I think touching my... cake isn't out of the question," Nicholas smiled at Sarah's reaction. And then he gasped as he felt her fingers run over his widened hips until she could grab each of his soft and most of all sensitive cheeks with one hand to pull him against her crotch where the pastor's pulsing shaft pushed against Sarah's engorged member, her hands sinking deep into Nicholas' ass as their breasts mashed into each other. "I... might need a little training when it comes to dirty talk."

"Yep..." Sarah sounded a tad distracted as her hands massaged her lover's behind. "You know, maybe I should be jealous, but all I can think of is how great this will feel when I fuck you from behind. It's so soft!"

"And--my God! Ah, careful! Sensitive!" Feeling his cock lurch and his pussy drip with his juices, Pastor Nicholas could only think how great it would feel to have Sarah inside of him again - although a very small part of him groused that the unexpected had once again happened. He just hoped that he'd still have enough time to finish his sermon in time.