Yuletide Gift

Here's a little tale for the holidays. If you're not old enough to read this, don't. If you're into violence or controlling someone, don't bother reading this either. This is just a little story about a present from Santa, and how it fulfills someone's wishes.

Santa looked at the last few letters that had arrived that day, December 24th. Opening the next one in the now small pile, he read it. At first a puzzled look crossed his face, soon replaced with a wide grin. As he finished the letter he began to laugh.

Mrs. Clause entered the room and smiled at him, "What's the ruckus over, you're usually in a last minute crunch about this time."

Santa handed her the letter, which she read through once, then twice. She looked back at Santa. "Can you do this?"

"Of course, how could I not grant a wish like this. But I'd better get this to the elves right away if I'm going to get it on the sleigh."

He hurried out of the room, a twinkle in his merry eyes.

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Jim looked around the floor, covered with torn paper from the already unwrapped presents. He smiled at Cindy, his wife of less than a year, as she looked under the tree for any presents they had not already opened. Jim was surprised when Cindy found a package in the corner with her name on the tag.

"Who's that from?" he asked

"It says it's from Santa." Cindy had a smile on her thin face. Her teeth shown whitely against the dark complexion her Mediterranean heritage gave her, and her green eyes glittered while she smiled at her husband.

Cindy slowly unwrapped the box, then removed its cover. As she removed the tissue paper inside Jim could see the box contained a very sexy looking panty and bra combination. His wife lifted them from the box, giggling to herself.

"Uh, I don't remember buying that for you, did you buy it for yourself?"

"Isn't is gorgeous," Cindy replied, almost purposely avoiding his question.

She held up the bra, hardly an A cup, and Jim could see it was designed to be sheer.

"Yes, but who gave it to you?"

"Well, if you didn't buy it for me, it must have been Santa."

Jim let it drop, assuming Cindy had bought herself the gift. She was very good at picking out clothes she knew would catch his eye, and this he felt would prove to be no exception. Jim looked his wife's thin body over, again fantasizing that she was fuller figured, with an hourglass shape. He sighed, thinking to himself that it would never come to be, he had fallen for her the first time they had met, her laugh and sense of humor capturing his heart.

"Pretty amazing," Jim thought, "considering that I've fallen for a thin girl. Must be true love."

Jim was roused from his daydreaming by the sound of his wife's lyrical voice.

"I'm going to go put these on, you wait here," Cindy called over her shoulder as she rose and headed for the bedroom. Her robe trailed behind her, doing little to conceal the slender body beneath it.

Jim once again fell into a daydream, imagining flaring hips and a round, plump bottom under the robe. His dreamgirl's breasts were so massive they stuck well beyond the sides of her curvaceous upper body, their swaying and jiggling evident even from behind.

Presently Cindy came back, sporting the new underwear. Jim rose to greet her, wrapping his arms around her narrow waist. She snuggled in close to him, and looked up into his eyes.

"You like it."

"Of course I do."

A smile spread across her face, and she pushed him away playfully. "Great, I'm going to put some sweats on over this, then let's have breakfast, I'm starved."

Jim shook his head, amused with his wife's statement. Cindy always acted like she was hungry, but never ate very much. She seemed very concerned about her weight, and her metabolism seemed to prevent her from gaining even a few pounds, when she did occasionally indulge herself. Cindy returned clad in loose fitting sweat pants and shirt, then began pulling eggs, bacon and hash browns from the fridge in the kitchen.

"Babe, you don't have to go to all that trouble for me," Jim commented. "I'm going to have a bagel. We've got a dinner party to go to at noon today, remember."

"Have your bagel then, but I'm really hungry." Cindy continued to prepare breakfast, but as Jim watched he noticed what a large quantity of food she was preparing.

"Expecting a few guests for breakfast?"

A sly smile spread across Cindy's face, "Nope, just little ole' me."

Jim watched with a great deal of curiosity as Cindy prepared a dozen eggs, as many strips of bacon and six mounds of hash browns. Even more incredible to him was the fact that she piled the food high onto a plate, then carried it to the table, sitting down across from him.

"So," Cindy said as she began eating the breakfast capable of feeding four or five people, "describe the sexiest woman you could imagine."

"What?" Jim questioned, a strange feeling beginning to fall over him.

"You heard me, tell me what the perfect woman would look like to you." Another fork full of food entered her very pretty mouth.

"Uh, why you are the sexiest woman I have ever met," Jim answered, wondering what had come over his wife.

Cindy laughed, then looked Jim in the eyes, "That's very sweet of you to say that, but I don't know that I believe that's really true." She could see Jim squirm in his seat as she finished the sentence. "Okay, let me take a stab at it, and you tell me if I'm right."

Rounding her arms out in front of her non-existent bust, Cindy said, "Let's see, first I think you like huge boobs, the bigger the better, and they could probably never be too big. Those would lead down to a round, plump tummy." To accentuate the comment Cindy reached her hands under the sweat shirt and pushed it out, making it look like she was pregnant. "Then flaring, wide hips and a very full, round butt. Something that would lift me up much higher in the chair. Of course plump thighs and calves would be necessary to complete the picture."

Jim began to feel beads of perspiration on his forehead. "Now, what would make you even think something like that?" He had never told anyone about his preferences, even though he had preferred plump female figures since he was a boy. At first unsure about why he was so strongly attracted to them, Jim finally learned to accept his feelings. But he never told anyone, for fear of being laughed at.

"Just answer the question," Cindy smiled, then placed yet another fork full of food in her mouth.

A moment of truth had arrived in Jim's life, "What the hell," he thought, "all Cindy can do is laugh at me."

"I don't know how you figured it out, but you are absolutely correct," Jim said aloud, maybe a little too loud given his nervousness. "It's been that way all my life, but I've never let anyone else know, how..."

"I watch you, and who you watch. When we're out in public, your eyes always roam to busty women, but you mentally undress the plump ones."

Jim could feel the color rising in his cheeks. "I'm sorry. I didn't realize I was that transparent."

Cindy laughed. It was then Jim noticed nearly three quarters of the breakfast was gone, and Cindy was still eating like she was famished.

"Oh, it's not quite that easy to pick up. I've also seen how you seem to gaze at Susan Fuller. She looks likes she's constantly gained a few pounds every time we see her, and a great deal of that goes to her boobs." The woman Cindy referred to ran in the same social circles as they did, and she seemed very comfortable with her size. In fact, it seemed she enjoyed the looks she got as she continued to slowly gain weight, filling out her already well fed hourglass shaped body.

"And you also talk in your sleep. Do you know how many times I've heard you say how great I look the fatter I get?"

Jim buried his head in his hands, not sure what was coming.

Clearly enjoying herself, Cindy continued, "Then I happened to hit the history file on the internet browser, and visited a few sites you like to frequent. REALLY, those women look like they're inflated with fat pumps the way they're shaped. The pictures you seem to collect all give them huge boobs and wide hips. It looks like they're going to burst from their cloths."

Recovering, Jim decided to find out what this was all about, "You're really enjoying this little predicament, aren't you. Having me at a disadvantage seems to suit you. But where exactly are you heading here?"

"It's pretty simple, really. Would you like me to fatten up, as big as you could ever desire?" The last bit of food from the plate slid into her mouth as she finished the sentence. She puffed her cheeks out, and again reached under the sweat shirt, expanding imaginary breasts and belly. "I can see it in your eyes, bigger, rounder and fatter, that's what you would like." Cindy raised her sweat shirt, her belly sticking out from all the food she had eaten. She pressed it outward even further at Jim, an evil smile on her face.

"You're joking. You've been worried about your weight ever since I met you," Jim responded, although on the inside he was on the verge of losing himself to his fantasies.

"Ah, that was before I knew what you really desire in a woman, lots of round, plump, fat curves. Curves that threaten to pop buttons and split seams. I've starved myself since adolescence, knowing that what most men want is a thin woman. But I love to eat, ya know. I have never been so satisfied as I am right now, or so full. But it feels great, and I want to feel that way as much as I can. Can you imagine me with breasts the size of beach balls, so big around you can't put your arms completely around me? That's what I want, have always wanted. I used to fantasize about it as I hit my teenage years, but I was always afraid if I was fat I'd never meet the right man. But now I've finally figured out that's what you wanted, too, but you wouldn't tell me." Standing from the chair, Cindy walked seductively over to Jim, "So, that is going to be your present this year."

Jim's head swam as he tried to make sense of what Cindy had told him.

"I'm going to get so plump, and curvaceous, and buxom and, all right, FAT, that you won't need to dream about it, it will be true. And I'm going to do it, today!"

Jim looked at his wife, clad in sweats, his mind moving at warp speed. "Exactly how do you intend to get fat in just one day," he stammered.

"The present from Santa will help me do it, that and lots of food," Cindy replied. "You see, when I figured out what you were really like, and admitted to myself how I felt about it, I wanted to do something special about it. So I wrote the most famous FA in history, and asked his help." Cindy gave her husband a quizzical look, "You DO believe in Santa, don't you?"

Sure that his wife had somehow lost it, but afraid to not believe she was serious, Jim shrugged his shoulders, "If you do, then I do. But that still doesn't answer my question, how can you get that fat in a day?"

Cindy dropped her sweat pants, and slid her sweat shirt over her head, depositing it on the floor. Now clad in only the sheer underwear, Jim could see the effects of the meal his wife had consumed. Her belly protruded noticeably outward, but her hips were flaring ever so slightly where only straight lines had been before. In fact, her entire body seemed softer, less angular. The most striking change, however, was in her breasts. Barely present before, they now swelled outward, bulging slightly from the top of the bra. Though not large by any standard, Jim estimated they had grown a cup size.

"The underwear is special order from Santa, and will allow me to eat as much as I want, and turn the food I eat directly into fat. Not only that, but it will allow me to maintain hourglass figure proportions no matter how big I get. And here's the part you'll really like, my boobs will be the most prominent feature on me, by a huge margin."

Cindy turned before Jim, allowing him to see that her backside had also become slightly more padded.

"Well, I'm not sure I completely believe in this, but I'll sure give it a try." Jim finally said, "And what the hell, if you can't fatten up in a day, you can keep right on trying until you get where you want to go."

Cindy smiled back at Jim, "That's the spirit. Now, we've got a party to be at by one this afternoon. I want to have at least twenty pounds of curves piled on by then, just to see how Susan Fuller reacts. I know she senses you're an FA, the way she flirts with you. Let's see how she likes some competition."

"I'll cook while you eat," Jim said while getting up and moving toward the fridge. Cindy put her sweats back on and grabbed a gallon of ice cream from the freezer. While Jim prepared two dozen eggs, two pounds of bacon, and a dozen patties of hash browns, Cindy worked on the ice cream. Jim could see she was eating with a great deal of enthusiasm. Finishing the ice cream, Cindy pulled out a gallon jug of milk, and began to drink directly from the container. She also pulled a large package of Oreo cookies from a cupboard, and began to eat those and drink the milk. It seemed to Jim that Cindy's body was filling out ever so slightly, the appearance of small mounds where her breasts would be signaling a change in her body. The loose sweats hid any small changes she might have gained, but the fact he could see her breasts where none had ever been before gave him hope that perhaps his wife was in fact telling the truth.

Cindy finished the milk and cookies, then began rubbing her belly. A smile spread across her face as she realized the effects of the calories she consumed. "Oh, this is going to be so cool!! Raising the sweat shirt to just above her belly, but still hiding her boobs, she turned to face Jim. "Look at this, I'm actually getting curves."

Jim could see her belly sticking out, a layer of fat shaping it to a new, rounded look, giving her that "pouty belly" look he always liked on women who were just starting to gain weight. Cindy looked down at it, and rubbed her hand over the exposed flesh. Experimenting, she pushed it out further.

"And this is just the start," she exclaimed. "Come on, let's get that food on the table, I have a body to fatten up here." She then pulled her sweat shirt tight behind her, and Jim could see that indeed her breasts had grown even fuller. Cindy looked up at him.

"You're not getting a look at these until I get them to a more respectable size, say, softballs." Smiling, she sat at the table as Jim began bringing food over to her. She dug in, eating more food than Jim had ever thought possible. Jim continued to cook, and Cindy ate, and ate, and ate. Two hours later, every fattening bit of food in the house had been consumed by his wife.

Jim could definitely see a change in Cindy, her face was rounder, and she was sitting higher in the chair as her butt had fattened and swelled. Breasts had grown beneath the shirt, and had exceeded the softball size she had spoken of earlier by a generous margin. Sitting back in the chair, Cindy rubbed her rounded belly, which had expanded a considerable amount. Jim could see her hips had also widened, now causing the sweat pants to stretch tight across her plumpened thighs. Cautiously, Cindy stood.

"This is incredible. I feel soooo good right now." Cindy ran her hands along her new figure, now consisting of flaring hips, a round bottom, and thick thighs. Her belly swelled out in front of her, making her look several months pregnant. She giggled as her hands lifted her heavy, fat breasts, which dominated her figure. "You are definitely going to like the results here," she said letting them drop heavily. Turning in profile to Jim, he could see how round her bottom and belly had become, but her boobs were incredible. See looked every bit of six or seven months pregnant, with her breasts protruding far beyond her belly.

"I think it's time I got ready for our party," Cindy said as she headed out of the kitchen.

Jim followed along behind her, watching her newly fattened breasts bounce and sway with motion. He also noted that they were now swelling past her sides, and were visible even from behind her. And the rolling motion of her well padded hips and butt were almost hypnotic. In the bedroom Jim saw first hand the results of his wife's eating spree as she removed the sweat pants. Small rolls of fat had formed on her sides, and her belly had a gorgeous curve that started under her sizable fat breasts, and ended at her crotch. Her belly button had become deeper, sexier. Her thighs were touching where they never had before, and let down to rounded, shapely calves. Jim also noted the underwear seemed to have grown to fit his plumpening wife.

"You like, don't you," Cindy commented as she caught his appreciative stare. "Well, I'm going to get as fat as you want me to, so fire up that imagination of yours. I love how my body feels right now. Even sitting is more comfortable." She smacked her rear end as she said this, sending a quiver of motion through her entire, plumped body.

While she wasn't fat, or even overly plump, Jim had a feeling she meant business.

"What are you going to wear? I mean, it's not like you have anything that will fit you now."

"Oh, I sort of planned for this." With that, Cindy pulled a dress from the closet Jim had never seen before. "I think this may be a little snug now, because I've gained more this morning that I anticipated, but you should still like it. Now shoo while I get dressed"

Half an hour later Cindy walked from the bedroom, and Jim's breath stopped in his throat. The woman coming down the hallway was an incredible site to behold. The dress was a button up the front affair, with a low cut top. Deep cleavage swelled up from it, the visible portions of her breasts jiggling with each step. There was a slight strain on each button all the way down the front of the dress. It clung to her curves, revealing an hourglass figure that flared out into well rounded hips, and a swelling belly. Once again Cindy turned before Jim and he could see that her bottom was round and fat as well. Knowing exactly what she was doing, Cindy inhaled deeply, letting her belly and chest expand with air, then she exhaled. That inhale had nearly driven Jim over the edge as he watched her belly push out, causing gaps to form between the buttons. Her breasts had risen from the dress, and were now somewhere between the size of softballs and large melons. The inhalation threatened to pop a button from her expansive bosom if any more force had been applied. As Cindy exhaled the gaps closed, but Jim knew it was just a matter of time before she gained enough weight to hold them open that far, and more.

"You are magnificent," he said, his breathing coming heavily.

"I know," Cindy giggled. "Let's get going, I'm on a mission."

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The door opened as the host of the holiday party stared with unguarded amazement at Cindy's transformed figure. Even under a winter coat, which was open because it was now too small to zip, it was apparent there was a significant addition to her body. The host's wife, herself slim and small busted, walked up and jarred her staring husband from his focus on Cindy's deep cleavage.

"Welcome, it's been a while since we've seen you two," the wife stated, her husband taking their coats. The jealousy over the increased bust size was evident in her voice, though she tried to hide it. "Just make yourselves at home." Cindy thanked her, and she and Jim moved into the room.

"Ah, there she is," Cindy whispered to Jim as she spied Susan Fuller standing near the buffet that had been catered in. Cindy was still several sizes smaller than Susan, but her bust was nearly as large as the other woman's. It was also evident that Susan had gained weight since the last time they had seen her a month ago. Her bust rode up from the dress's front, and her belly protruded provocatively against the belt around the dress's waist. She had a round bottom and full hips. Cindy could feel Jim's eyes move appreciatively along Susan's figure.

"You just wait," she whispered, "that will be small change before the day's over."

With that, she led Jim over the Susan, who smiled at first in recognition, then amazement as she saw them approach through the crowd.

"Well, Jim, Cindy, it's been a while, hasn't it." Susan looked Cindy's figure over as covertly as she could, but the surprise was evident in her eyes.

"It's been, what, a month," Cindy replied, the amusement in her voice telling it's own story. "I love that dress, it looks great on you."

Susan looked at Jim as she responded, "Thanks, it's getting a little tight lately," she said with a flirtatious tone to her voice. Patting her belly she commented, "You know how the holidays are, I just can't seem to keep from eating more than I should." The vibrations from her belly shook her sizable breasts provocatively.

Cindy smile widely as she inhaled thoughtfully, causing her breasts to swell further from the top of her own dress. "It's seems the holidays have finally caught up with me, I just seem to be getting fatter by the hour this year. My metabolism must finally be slowing down, but the food is just too good to turn away from." Jim almost choked at Cindy's statement, his eyes tearing up.

"Well, you look great," Susan responded sincerely, "there are far to many skinny women around here anyway."

Cindy replied, "Well, I'm famished, so we'd better find a table to sit at. See you later."

Cindy led Jim to a small table near a secluded corner of the large home. "Here's the plan," she said conspiratorially, "you just keep bringing me plates of food. I want to get some of the buttons on this dress popping before we leave here today." She rubbed her rounded belly and began pantomiming herself getting fatter and fatter.

Caught up in the fattening fever his wife seemed possessed by, Jim brought back two plates brimming with the most fattening food he could find at the buffet. As Cindy began to eat, he went back and got two more plates. With each plateful Jim watched Cindy's figure expand as more and more fat began to fill out her body. The process of Jim going to the buffet continued unabated for some time. Every time Cindy got down to one plate of food, he went back for two more. Cindy's breasts grew fatter, rounder and heavier before his eyes, straining the front of the dress more and more. The fabric around her swelling bust line stretched, at first small gaps forming through which Cindy's expanding breasts could be seen. Soon nearly the size of volley balls, they began to rest on the table in front of Cindy. Her belly also fattened as she ate, beginning to make it look like she was past any nine month pregnancy stage. Swelling out onto her thighs, her breasts began to rest on the shelf her rounded belly created. As her butt grew rounder, Cindy began to rise in the chair, and her thighs and hips spread past the edges of the armless chair. The dress began to ride up Cindy's plumpening thighs due to the increase in her girth, showing nicely fattened calves. Her arms swelled as well, drawing the sleeves on the dress tighter and tighter.

Cindy's body was filling out as more and more fat accumulated on her figure. Finally, able to no longer contain their mammoth load, buttons strained across her quivering breasts popped loose with a dull thud, exposing more of her swelling boobs. Jim inhaled deeply as he realized how large her breasts were becoming, and Cindy giggled quietly at his reaction. The result was her entire body quivering, which affected Jim even further. Jim estimated she was over twice the size she had been this morning before she began her quest to fatten up. Finally, a button across her rounded, Buddha like belly let loose as she finished up a plate of food.

Patting a belly that looked like it was holding full size twins, she smiled. "Do you know what it's like to have boobs this big??? I've always wanted to look like this. And these hips, this is incredible."

She pushed back from the table and stood, letting Jim take in the full results of the last few hours of eating for the first time. Before him stood the most incredible hourglass figure he had ever seen. It did indeed look like her body had been pumped full of fat, in all the right places. Cindy's face was round, with a full double chin. Her arms were fat and stayed that way right down to her chubby fingers. Her waist had thickened considerably, twice what it had been before she had started, but her hips and bust had grown so much she still maintained an hourglass figure. Her belly pushed proudly outward, and was matched by a butt so round and fat it defied imagination. Cindy's thighs were as thick as her waist used to be, and led down to fat, shapely calves.

Jim breath caught in his throat every time she inhaled, though. Her breasts were plump, round, quivering globes that were larger than any he had ever seen. The size of overinflated volley balls, they pushed her arms away from her body. Jim was reminded of a morphed picture he had seen of Honey Moons, showing her at 380 pounds with massive breasts and body. While not that large yet, with not much more eating his round, fat wife would be there. Cindy could see the worship in Jim's eyes as he looked her over.

"Looks like you're pleased with the results so far," she laughed. Unable to contain her overstuffed body, the dress was parted from the top of her quivering breasts to just under their enormous curvature. Her belly poked through the open button, and if she inhaled deeply Cindy knew she could completely pop the rest of the buttons on her dress off.

"Let's go, I think we've done enough damage here," she said. "I don't want to be completely naked when we leave."

Waddling toward the front door, Cindy drew stares of amazement, and in many cases, admiration. The room quieted as people stared in disbelief at the enormous hourglass figure Cindy sported. Several wives elbowed their husbands as their stare followed her quivering, gargantuan bust line. With each step her body looked as though it would burst from the garment. Near the front door to the house Cindy and Jim once again ran into Susan Fuller. As Susan turned and saw Cindy her eyes lit up, and she laughed aloud.

"Girl, what have you been doing?" she asked. "You look absolutely outstanding."

Cindy proudly patted her fat, round belly. "I told you, I seem to be getting fatter by the hour this season. I figured we should get out of here while shreds of this dress can still cover me."

Susan looked at Jim, "You sure do know how to take care of a girl." Then, she walked up and hugged Cindy. As Jim watched he now saw that his wife's mammoth breasts dwarfed Susan's, and her body was much rounder and fatter than the other woman's. The two rotund women could not get their arms around each other, and Cindy's breasts pushed up almost to her chin as the women hugged.

Susan looked at Cindy with new appreciation, "Give me a call, we should have lunch some time soon. I mean that."

Cindy smiled that evil smile, "You sure you want to, I could be a bad influence on your eating habits. You just might get down right fat."

"Exactly my hopes," Susan replied.

As Cindy walked down the sidewalk to their car, Jim started laughing. "Now you're on a mission to fatten every woman up?"

"Not every woman, just the ones who should be fat."

Jim shut her door, then entered on the driver's side. Cindy's breasts nearly touched the dash board, and her hips and breasts extended well onto his side of the bench seat. She hiccuped, and several buttons popped open, revealing even more of her monstrous, fat boobs and her rounded belly. Jim could see in the dim light a crease formed across belly at her belly button. Her rear end had swell so much her head now touched the roof of the car.

Cindy looked over at him as his jaw dropped at the sight. "Let's head home, I've got one more surprise left for you." She nestled her massive left breast and hip in close to her husband as he quickly started the car.

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As they pulled into the garage, Cindy looked at Jim, "So, am I too fat yet? Be honest."

Jim thought as he gazed at her shapely form. Cindy's beautiful smile was set against a round face with a double chin, highlighting her flashing green eyes. Her breasts were immense, over eighteen inches of cleavage swelling from the top of the bra, and still sticking over a foot beyond her stomach. Cindy's body had continued to swell during the ride home from all of the food she had consumed. Now almost half again the size of volley balls, her breasts were the most dominating part of Cindy's figure. Her belly was round and sexy, with a deep belly button that was in a crease leading to flaring hips and gravity defying backside. This led down to shapely, large thighs and calves. Her entire body was a series of jiggling, fat padded, larger than life curves. He laughed quietly, then answered, "I don't want to tell you how large to be, but if you keep maintaining the same proportions, you could get just about as large as you want, and I wouldn't have a problem with it."

"Just what I wanted to hear."

The automatic garage door closed behind them and the couple got out of the car. In the bright light Jim could finally slowly take in his wife's new figure. She was round, fat and jiggling. She walked over to something he had not noticed before, something large under a tarp in the corner. Removing the tarp, he saw it had been covering a very large, stainless steel piece of equipment.

Answering his unasked question Cindy explained, "It's a milk shake machine. To be honest, I plan on becoming a little fatter before I hang up the underwear Santa gave me. So, I figured I could just suck down some very fattening milk shake mix. I told you, I planned ahead." Cindy clicked a button on the machine's side, and uncoiled a clear tube with a fitting on the end. "This will reach into the house, so let's go into the living room."

Jim followed her, noting how she moved through the now narrow door from the garage. Sitting on the floor of the living room, Cindy explained that the hose had a valve on the end that would let her control the flow of milk shake mix into her mouth.

"How fat are you planning on getting?" Jim asked as he felt the blood begin to pound in his temples.

With the wink of an eye Cindy merely put the hose in her mouth, and opened the valve. As the shake mix flowed into her body, Jim watched her expanded at an incredible rate before his eyes. Her breasts looked like huge, quivering water balloons attached to a fire hose, and her body rose visibly higher as her bottom grew rounder and fatter. Not to be left behind, the rest of her body also swelled as new layers of fat were added at a tremendous rate. Cindy's breasts grew rounder, fatter, sticking out beyond the sides of her body by nearly half their width. Soon they reached the size of watermelons. Cindy could no longer reach in front of her, able to only touch the sides of her swelling boobs. But still she kept going, sucking on the shake filled hose. Her body quivered with growth, Cindy running her hands along her swelling hips, and around her expanding belly. A look of ecstasy crossed her face as she saw her reflection in a mirror. Soon her breasts were double the size of watermelons, touching the bottom of her chins as they expanded in all directions. Then with a small laugh, she turned the valve open all the way, and her body exploded in all directions at fat was created in her at a mind boggling rate. Within minutes her body had doubled the size she had been when she first entered the room. The seams of the dress split open around her fattening arms, leaving nothing but a pile of rags lying about her fat, swelling body. Jim watched as her body expanded, growing fatter and rounder by the second. Cindy's breasts passed anything Jim had ever imagined in size, growing rounder and fatter with each swallow his wife took from the hose. As her bottom expanded Cindy rose higher, and she had to spread her legs further apart as her thighs continued to expand. Finally, she roused from her trance as her breasts piled high enough to reached her cheek bones, the contact between the two areas of skin surprising her. Her face was visible in the cleavage created by those plump, fat orbs. Realizing just how large she was becoming, Cindy shut the valve and removed the hose from her mouth.

Surveying the results, Cindy noted her breasts were each over a yard and a half in diameter, their fat swelling in all directions. Feeling their massive girth and weight with her hands, a smile of satisfaction spread across her face. She lifted one breast with both hands, then giggled to herself. Standing, she looked in the mirror at her fattened figure. Jim could see she was absolutely massive, yet still had an hourglass figure. She now exceeded the morphed Honey Moons picture he had remembered, with breasts that were absolutely the largest, morphed or unmorphed, he had ever seen.

"Oh my..." Jim muttered.

Cindy brushed her gargantuan breasts against her husband. "Well, looks like you finally got your dream girl." Cindy moved ponderously down the hallway, her body quivering with each step. "Now, let's put this body to good use."

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Mrs. Clause looked at the box Santa had given her, a late present, he had told her. Thought not a small woman, she would just barely have qualified as a plumper. Unwrapping the gift, she pulled a bra and panties from the box, then looked at Santa, an astonished look in her eyes. "Do you mean???"

Santa removed the cloth covering a table full of fattening food, the laughed that merry Ho, Ho, Ho as Mrs. Clause joined in the laughter.