lordsofsevenhall
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~BBW, ~~WG - Poem
Cakes Pudding and Pies
by lordsofsevenhall
by lordsofsevenhall
she asked me for cakes, for pudding, and pies
to fill up her belly and soften her thighs
make heavy her hips and round out her rump
(her desired progression: to fat from plump)
and so her request I gladly supplied
with plenty of cakes, and pudding, and pies
she ate all with joy, the effects became clear
a wondrous plump vision she soon appeared!
first her jeans would not fasten, nor next her bras
(her increasing cup sizes inspired much awe)
her belly inched outwards with each passing day
and still she ate more without any delay
her thickening love handles (they gave me great thrills)
were buoyed on hips grown far fuller still
her buttocks spread wider throughout her expansion
- where a townhouse had been now, was a mansion -
chubbier and chubbier she grew with delight
and still she ate more without any respite
her jeans came unzipped, her plump stomach exposed
for this greedy girl had outgrown her clothes
her spaghetti-straps burst, showing fat bouncy tits
as bite after bite passed her full sexy lips
she pealed off her jeans, no easy task:
for her thighs were now huge, curvaceous, and fat
and calves quite plump, and soft to the touch,
bore further witness shed been eating too much
in her silk panties she stood by the mirror
admiring her belly, her hips, and posterior
she lifted her arms, remarking on how
theyd gotten plump, so full and so round
her face had softened, her chin and her cheeks
and her legs were so large, so fat and so sleek
she lifted her belly and squished it around
and cupped her big breasts and guessed at their pounds
she squeezed bulging sides and poked at her butt
massaged her fat tummy and said, you know what?
I bet I am going to get even fatter,
and then her belly jiggled with laughter
she started a buxom voluptuous damsel
and now she is fatter than Gretel and Hansel
and fattening up still, and its no surprise
for Ive always got cakes, pudding, and pies.
to fill up her belly and soften her thighs
make heavy her hips and round out her rump
(her desired progression: to fat from plump)
and so her request I gladly supplied
with plenty of cakes, and pudding, and pies
she ate all with joy, the effects became clear
a wondrous plump vision she soon appeared!
first her jeans would not fasten, nor next her bras
(her increasing cup sizes inspired much awe)
her belly inched outwards with each passing day
and still she ate more without any delay
her thickening love handles (they gave me great thrills)
were buoyed on hips grown far fuller still
her buttocks spread wider throughout her expansion
- where a townhouse had been now, was a mansion -
chubbier and chubbier she grew with delight
and still she ate more without any respite
her jeans came unzipped, her plump stomach exposed
for this greedy girl had outgrown her clothes
her spaghetti-straps burst, showing fat bouncy tits
as bite after bite passed her full sexy lips
she pealed off her jeans, no easy task:
for her thighs were now huge, curvaceous, and fat
and calves quite plump, and soft to the touch,
bore further witness shed been eating too much
in her silk panties she stood by the mirror
admiring her belly, her hips, and posterior
she lifted her arms, remarking on how
theyd gotten plump, so full and so round
her face had softened, her chin and her cheeks
and her legs were so large, so fat and so sleek
she lifted her belly and squished it around
and cupped her big breasts and guessed at their pounds
she squeezed bulging sides and poked at her butt
massaged her fat tummy and said, you know what?
I bet I am going to get even fatter,
and then her belly jiggled with laughter
she started a buxom voluptuous damsel
and now she is fatter than Gretel and Hansel
and fattening up still, and its no surprise
for Ive always got cakes, pudding, and pies.
