You stuff yourself.

Kary keeps cumming, and you keep chugging it down. You can feel your belly beginning to rest on the ground now. Those growth hormones must be making this all possible. You think once you digest this all you should go back to normal. You really should ask, but you don’t want to miss any. You promised you wanted her, all of her, and that means everything that cums out of her!

As if that thought reassured the universe of your commitment, Kary sighs and squeezes the last drops out. You lick up the remainder and try to stand, but your belly proves to be like an anchor.

“Bro, are you alright?” Kary asks from above.

You manage to grab onto her cock and pull yourself to your feet with effort. “Kary, we did it! I hope big stuffed bellies turn you on,” you suggest as you lean over her log-like cock.

“Mmm, bellies full of my cum turn me on, at least! Bro, that’s a vicious cycle though, isn’t it?”

You smile at each other, knowing it is.