Shawn turned and giggled at her friend, then turned back to the chocolatecake. "I just love chocolate," she said.
"But Shawn, your aunt is going to be mad if she finds out."
"Oh, my aunt is such a fuddy-duddy. She's weird, too. Come on, havea piece."
Jessica moved up beside her, pushed her glasses up on her nose. She worea short skirt with a brown vest over her light blouse. She brushed a strandof long black hair out of her face.
Shawn, beside her, cut off a little piece of cake and popped in her mouth.She adjusted the light pink sweater she wore. "Mmmmm..." She rolledher eyes, then cut a larger piece.
Jessica waited a moment, then took the knife and cut herself a piece. "Oh,it is good!" She and Shawn giggled at each other. Shawn tugged at hersweater a moment, then cut herself another piece.
Jessica laughed. "Shawn!"
"Oh, come on. I won't eat anything tomorrow. Besides, winter termstarts next week, and I always put on a couple pounds during winter anyway."
Jessica nodded, then gave in to giggles. "You're right." Shereached out and cut another piece.
The two ate their cake slowly, smearing their lips with chocolate. Whenthey were done, they gave each other a long look, suppressing another laugh,then gave in and cut another piece.
When they finished, they leaned back in their chairs. Shawn moaned. "Oh,that was so good. My aunt may be weird, but she sure can cook."
Jessica chirped mockingly, "Have another piece?"
Shawn laughed. "No, I'm finished."
"No, have another piece." The two women turned and saw Shawn'saunt standing in the kitchen door. She walked into the room, moving slowlyin a long, elegant blue dress. Her eyes were dark, and she looked out fromunder long lashes. "I told you I was saving that cake for my gueststonight, but that's fine. Have another piece. Finish the cake."
Shawn shook her head. "I'm awfully sorry. We were just going to havea small piece. But it was so good." Jessica nodded in agreement.
"Then finish it." Shawn's aunt now stood before them, a strangelook in her eyes.
When Shawn looked back at the cake, it looked bigger than it was before.She looked to Jessica, who gave her a nervous smile.
Shawn's aunt smiled at Jessica. "Go ahead, Jessica. Dig in."The two women reached for the cake, but Shawn's aunt took Shawn's hand."No, Shawn. Wait."
Jessica gulped. Her cheeks were bright red. She cut a small slice and cradledit in her hands over the table. When it reached her lips, it filled bothher hands. Shawn gasped.
Jessica bit tentatively into the cake. Then, more quickly, she took a secondbite. She knitted her eyebrows as she ate the cake ravenously. It took hera long time to finish. Her cheeks were smeared brown with chocolate.
"Was that good, Jessica?" cooed Shawn's aunt.
Jessica nodded, her eyes frightened.
"Then have another."
Jessica reached back to the cake and Shawn gasped at its size. She startedto protest, but her aunt shushed her. Jessica took another small slice,but when it reached her lips, it was almost too large for her to hold. Shebit in. Shawn looked at Jessica's middle; it was pushing apart her vest,filling out the white blouse. Chocolate stains ran down the front. She finishedthe slice, then paused, holding her sides. A loud burbling came from herstomach.
Shawn's aunt stood, frowned at Shawn. "Now, Shawn, see what troubleyou've gotten your friend into? She's becoming a blimp. A chocolate blimp.Say blimp, dear."
Jessica gulped, muttered, "Blimp." Her middle burbled again,and her blouse seemed to grow tighter. She fumbled with her belt, and herswollen abdomen pushed her skirt down to her crotch. Her belly button peekedout from under her blouse. Her eyes were wild and almost all white.
"Now, wasn't that a naughty thing to do, Shawn?" Shawn struggledfor words, found none. "No words, dear? Say blimp."
Shawn murmured, "Blimp."
Shawn's aunt stopped at the door, turned. "Well, go ahead finish it."
Shawn and Jessica looked at each other in horror. The cake was almost aslarge as the tabletop now, its sides bulging and pulsating. They reachedforward great handfuls of cake, began shoveling it into their mouths. Theydidn't chew, because the cake seemed to melt in their mouths; it almostseemed to push down their throats. Shawn's sweater protested as its sidespushed out; Jessica's blouse burst open. A button flew off the blouse, andlanded in the cake in Shawn's hand. Shawn swallowed it, barely noticing.
Jessica's tummy was a great pale dome, forcing her legs apart, pushingup her chest against her breasts. Shawn wasn't far behind, her sweater inchingup the curve of her stomach, her jeans unzipping themselves. Shawn pausedto swallow a large glob of cake; her lips felt the size of bananas. Jessica'scheeks were pushing her glasses up off her nose.
The cake grew too large for the table, and its legs gave way, droppingthe cake to the floor. Both women dropped to hands and knees after it.
Shawn's tummy hung below her, brushing the ground; Jessica just floppeddown on her belly, clawing handfuls of cake, her legs kicking feebly behindher. Her arms were stained to the elbow with chocolate. Shawn's eyes wentwide, and she began rubbing her sides. Holding her stomach, she pitchedforward and buried her face in the mound of cake.
After a moment, she raised her head for breath, and let out a loud moan.Her face was round and deep, deep brown.
Jessica, taking breath tried to speak. She managed to say, "Blimp"through her two over-inflated lips.
Shawn raised her head, said, "Blimp!" and fell back in.
Jessica caught her breath, moaned, said, "Blimp!"
Shawn raised her head. "Blimp! Oh.... munch munch"
"Blimp! munch munch ohhhhh...."
"Blimp! Blimp! Oh...."
"Blimp! munch oh... Blimp! Blimp!"
Shawn was a brown-smeared ovaloid when she raised her head the last time.Jessica, her mouth full, chocolate juice running down her rounded cheeks,gave her a look with panic in her eyes. Shawn kicked her legs, moaned loudlyonce, twice, then yelled, "Blimp! Blimp! Ohhhhhhhhh... Blimp! We'regoing to explode!"
"Then stop." Shawn's aunt stood in the doorway, her arms foldedbeneath her petite breasts. "That's what you get for spoiling my littlesurprise for my model friends. Now don't you agree you're a naughty girl?"She looked at the two, now quiet, their butts raised into the air over thechocolate-stained mounds of their overfull bellies. Their tummies were round,and the skin looked taught. Their arms and legs lay limp on the ground asthey gasped for breath. Shawn's aunt walked between them. "My, my.You two are inflated. This is going to look great on "super model"Yvonne. Shall I get a wheelbarrow or two? I'm afraid, girls, this is goingto take you longer than winter term to work off."