Car Shopping with Lisa by dmaskedfa Lisa squeezed her breasts into her chest as Mark fastened the bands The bands of her giant bra are starting to cut into the flesh of her back, and her breasts was spilling out the top of the bra, and out of her top, causing a memorizing cleavage. She then put on a blouse that stretched to its limits trying to contain the upper portion of my rounded tummy and my milk-bloated breasts. Her swelling breasts pushing against the buttons of her blouse with every breath she took. Lisa grabbed hold of the two zipper flaps and tried to tug the two ends together. She couldn’t see her own progress due to her enormous milk bags and the arch of her gut totally obscured her vision. "Could you button these up?" she asked. He stood there for a minute mesmerized looking as her enormous belly billowed outward a beach ball. His face twisted in concentration, and he began to tug the two sides of the pants closed. Lisa tried to help by sucking in her gut as much as possible, also looking down and watching Mark struggle with her huge gut and derrière. With one final gasp Mark final conquered her enormous butt and well-fed midsection. Once she felt a sudden pressure around my middle, she stopped tensing her stomach and it lurched forward immediately. The buttons groaned and creaked, as it stretched to accommodate her growing gut, however most of it spilled over the waistband, create a massive muffin top. As Lisa walked to the small minivan her huge chest was bouncing and wobbling as her bra was creaking against her boobs. Mark pulled the lever and pushed the passenger seat back as far as he can, then let Lisa lower her bulk into the seat. the van buckled under her weight, sinking into the ground and leaning to the side slightly due to the imbalance. Lisa then left up her heavy gut with both hands, to move her left leg into the van. Then she tried to spin herself into place, however there was not enough space between the seat and the dashboard for her titanic ass and her gluttonous gut. She trying shimming and shaking to fit herself in, this only caused the van to shake with her as well. Mark watched as her whole body was jiggling little jello. "Urgghhh...a little help,...?" she said groaned Mark was pushing against his girlfriend's massively bloated belly and love handles, only to have his hands sink into her soft, gigantic blubber of her belly. It gave off a "Gloooosh" sound as he finally squeezed it in. However, part of her oversized derrière were still outside. She reached around her bloated belly and breasts to try to hold back the blubber of her thigh as he tried to close the door. When he finally got the door closed, he then grabbed the seat next to her, and tried to stretch it across her massive gut for the other end of the seat belt, pulling back on her blubber as he went. He lifted one side of her enormous rear end to reveal the other end of the seat belt buckle. He proceeded to bring the two together across her huge belly, but found that they were a tad too short to cover its girth, the buckles were just touching. "Come on !" he groaned as he forced them closer, compressing Lisa's blubbery midsection with difficulty. However blubber from her love handles was getting in the way. With one great effort he managed to bring them together and with a click they locked into place. . He retreated to the driver's side and climbed in. He notice that her blubber was overflowing the center console, and taking up all the space inside the van. Her belly tightly pressed against the dashboard, her thighs squeezed between the door and the center console. She was so crammed in the van she couldn't move much, making the seat belt seem trivial. She peered down at her bloated belly to see his effort however all she saw was a massive globe of pure blubber that was so big, even with the chair pushed back, it expanded to overfill the passenger side, as press against the globe department. "I TOLD you I should have went easy on the sweets!" She said He climb over top of her belly, and gave her a kiss. "Don't worry we will find you a bigger van for you today." He was not going to confess this, however he was going to miss the arousal he got from squeezing his beached whale of a wife into the minivan. Every time the car hit a small bump in the road, jostling her overloaded gut. As they drove by the McDonald. Her tubby tummy starts to gurgle. "Can I pick up a snack on the way there?"