You and Harry begin to grow

"Mmm," You moan awake as look upon your cum soaked fat body. The 20-foot spire of cock is still throbbing above you and is utterly soaked through with cum that is still flooding from its tip. Harry was obviously having some very wet dreams and is horny as hell as another spurt of dozens of gallons of cum throb free from his cock and splatter all over the two of you.

You haul your 8000-pound body up and onto your feet. You decide to let Harry have his sleep as his cock continues to throb and his balls quake. The more he sleeps after all, the hornier and more hungry for sex he's going to get when he wakes up.

You step out into the cabin's living room and admire how cozy it is. The warmth of the fireplace and the serenity of the wood walls give it such a comfortable feel to it. It almost makes you forget you're an 8000-pound wheezing blob of fat that is sweating up a storm while covered in hundreds of gallons of cum.

"Good morning, sir!" you hear a familiar voice call out. You stomp toward the kitchen and find the chef Benjamin and his crew already hard at work as the smell of delicious food wafts your way.

"Good morning," you say happily to see the mountains of food behind him.

"We could start serving you now unless you would like to wait for Harry?"

"It's okay, I can-" you started to say, but then a deep pain began to sting deep in your stomach. Your stomach growled deeper than it ever had before. A familiar hunger took hold of you and you charged toward the food unable to control yourself.

You could hear the dozens of voices of the chefs panicking but your mind drowned it all out. You could only think of eating as you shoveled everything in your gullet. You ate and ate and ate and the pile never ended. A part of you thought they realized what was going on and kept refilling it, or maybe your mind was playing tricks on you to only make you eat more.

After a time of which you no longer had concept of, you felt a massive cock enter your ass. If Harry was saying anything you didn't hear it. All you could feel was the constant in and out of his cock fucking you. Your fat quaked and shook and although you had no idea how fat you had gotten, you were beginning to get an idea of just how fat you were becoming. You felt as if you had already doubled in size, and the thought made you even hungrier as you continued to eat and eat.

When clarity returned to you and you began to become conscious once more, it was already night. The sun had gone and the moon dotted the night sky above you. The warmth of the fire filled the room and the chefs all looked at you thankful that you had stopped eating for even a minute.

You looked upon your fat and gazed at an ocean. It cascaded from your head for dozens of feet not only ahead but also wide. You must be over 20,000 pounds, maybe even 30,000. A house-shaking belch escaped from your gut and it elicited a long and deep moan from Harry behind you.

You could feel it, his cock was beyond massive. Even bigger than your father's, it throbbed inside of you shaking your entire enormity.

"Harry," you moaned to him and he moaned back.

"I love you," was all he could muster as his leviathan throbbed in orgasm.

"You're so big," you said happily as you rubbed your fat.

"Judging by how thick my cock has gotten," Harry groaned as he grabbed folds of your ass fat. "I think it's over 60 feet now. It's so massive, my balls are growing so big, they're bigger than you! I have to cum!" Harry falls deeper into his pit of lust and you spend the rest of the night satisfying the love of your life.