~SSBBW, Eating, Imagery, ~MWG - a sister's return brings more big surprises
A continuation of "Coming Home." To find the first story, click here
The white Ford Explorer pulled over and began backing in to the parking space in front of the house. Gloria stood on the sidewalk, legs apart, hands on her ample hips, her protruding belly tilted forward. She cocked her head to peer in the tinted windows of the SUV, shielded her eyes from the bright noonday light, and vaguely made out Ana's face through the sun's dappled reflections on the glass. Inside, Ana waved and Gloria waved back as the car came to a stop.
Gloria stepped forward. It had been three years since Ana had been home, and her sisters were looking forward to seeing her and Danny again. Ana's last visit had left the sisters happier with each other and more at peace with themselves. Maria was engaged to be married in December, so who knew when they would all be together again.
The passenger door did not open. Anxious to see Ana, Gloria reached for the handle, lifted it and pulled the door open.
"Hola..." Gloria's breath caught in her throat before she could utter Ana's name.
Before her, Ana filled nearly all of the passenger side of the SUV's cabin. Gloria recognized Ana's features, but her face was round and she no longer appeared to have a neck, as her puffy double chin met her meaty shoulders and large breasts that spread outward and upward nearly to her clavicle. Ana's upper arm, exposed by the 3/4 sleeve of her white cotton blouse, was as thick as Gloria's thighs and was nearly as wide as it was high. Below her breasts, Ana's enormous belly billowed outward, folding over itself and spreading across and over her lap nearly to her knees. Seemingly filling every inch of the passenger compartment, Ana's bloated frame was packed into the car like a huge, overstuffed sack of gelatin squeezed into a container barely large enough to hold its contents.
Smiling, Ana attempted to turn toward Gloria. She tried to swing her left arm across her swollen abdomen, stretching her pudgy fingers toward Gloria, but the thick layers of fat on her chest and arms resisted her effort. Her right hand grasped the edge of the seat, keeping her from spilling out of the car door. Ana managed to turn her shoulders partially toward Gloria but the enormous mound of flesh around her midriff barely shifted.
"Gloria, que felicidad de verte," Ana gurgled with a broad smile. "I'm so happy to see you."
Stunned by her sister's massive size, Gloria could only stammer, "Ana... Anita... Co... como estas?"
"Muy bien," Ana answered with a sigh, letting her shoulders collapse into the seat back and causing a flabby wave to undulate back and forth across her expansive middle. Laying her hand flat on top of her swollen belly and patting it, she added, "As you can see."
Danny came around the front of the car from the driver's side of the car and hugged Gloria.
"I'm sorry we're late," he stated. "We had to stop a couple of times because Ana was hungry."
Danny turned toward Ana and crouched toward the door sill. "I'll help you, honey," he told her with a smile as he took her ankle and pulled Ana's foot back and out of the passenger foot well. Once he had her right foot out, he reached in for her left calf while also extending his free arm to Ana. She leaned forward detrerminedly, grabbing his forearm. Her lips pursed and chin sank into the fat of her neck as she pulled herself forward. Danny' right hand now moved to Ana's left thigh and sank into her flesh as he helped Ana to twist herself toward the open car door.
With both of her feet now perched on the door sill, Danny steped back and straightened up. Ana leaned back, her vast gut sprawled before her, and rocked her hips forward toward the edge of the seat. She kicked her feet off the door sill and let them dangle out of the car door. Released from the confines of her lap, Ana's voluminous belly slopped outward in a wobbly droop and revealed its bloated, fleshy roundness below the hem of her blouse. She paused and peered over her breasts, pointing her small feet toward the ground. Maria noticed that Ana's feet were fat and smooth, plumped like the dinner rolls they sold at the bakery. Her ankles still appeared relatively slender, but expanded quickly to where the edge of her black leggings wrapped her thick calves. Her knees were swallowed by the thickness of her thighs. Ana remained perched on her seat, her shoulders tilted back to counter-balance the weight of her distended paunch. Her plump, small feet continued to swivel, searching for the ground that was out of view, eclipsed by the bulging volume of her midsection.
Gloria stepped back, shocked at the sight of her sister's prodigious bulk. She turned toward Danny. He was smiling, apparently enjoying the spectacle of Ana's struggle.
"Dios mio, Anita" Gloria thought to herself, turning back to face Ana. "What have you done to yourself?"
With a chuckle, Danny took hold of Ana's hand.
"OK, beautiful. Hop down now," he urged her.
Ana smiled at Danny and thrust her hips forward. She slid downward from her seat and dropped to the sidewalk, legs spread apart, her knees bending as she absorbed the compression caused by her weight hitting solid ground. Still holding Danny's hand to balance herself, Ana straighted herself. She used her free hand to pull her blouse down over her protruding, round belly, first on the left, then reaching as far across her middle as she could to pull down the right side.
Gloria looked quickly up and down the street to see if anyone else had witnessed Ana's arrival. To her left, a mother with two children paused and stared, mouth agape. The two children, who looked to be about 6 and 8 years old, were grinning.
The younger child turned to his mother, "Mami, look at that lady. She the fattest person I've ever seen!"
The young woman, herself on the plump side, shook her head as if to snap herself back to reality. "Shhh, hijo. You don't say things like that." She quickly took both children by the hand and crossed the street rather than continue toward Ana.
Gloria turned her attention back to Ana and marvelled at her size. Now that she was standing, Gloria could fully take in the volume of Ana's transformation. When she had last seen Ana three years ago, she was abunduntly overweight, inflated to obesity by her gluttony and fed (overfed?) by Maria's trickery. But now, she appeared to have doubled in size.
"She is the fattest person I have ever seen," thought Gloria, incredulously.
Actually, Gloria remembered seeing a report on TV about a man in Mexico City who was so fat he could not get out of bed. They had to break down a wall of his home and carry him out in his bed to his wedding.
Gloria corected herself mentally, "Well, she is the fattest woman I've seen in person. And at least she can walk."
Ana was, truly, a round ball of fat. Her oversized belly spread thickly around her midsection, bulging over her wide, billowing hips. From the side, Ana's massive gut protruded like a bass drum, rotund and jutting outward, its weight pulling her lower back forward and exagerating the curve of her buttocks. Her breasts, though plump and large as melons, were dwarfed by her inflated abdomen. Her thick, fleshy thighs pressed against each other but her lower legs seemed to then point outward from the knee down, as if they were ready to buckle under the excessive weight that they had to support.
As if to break Gloria's stunned silence, Ana posed coquetishly, twisting her upper body to the side, hands on her hips. Her pose only accentuated the enormity of her lower body.
"What do you think of your little sister?" she said with a smile.
Gloria realized that she hadn't said a word since seeing Ana in the car. She cleared her head with a slight shake and replied.
"Bueno... From what I see, you're not so little any more!"
Gloria's face broke into a smile and she stepped forward into Ana's open arms to hug her, sinking into her fleshiness.
(continued in post 11 of this thread)
A continuation of "Coming Home." To find the first story, click here
Coming Home Again
by Dan422
by Dan422
The white Ford Explorer pulled over and began backing in to the parking space in front of the house. Gloria stood on the sidewalk, legs apart, hands on her ample hips, her protruding belly tilted forward. She cocked her head to peer in the tinted windows of the SUV, shielded her eyes from the bright noonday light, and vaguely made out Ana's face through the sun's dappled reflections on the glass. Inside, Ana waved and Gloria waved back as the car came to a stop.
Gloria stepped forward. It had been three years since Ana had been home, and her sisters were looking forward to seeing her and Danny again. Ana's last visit had left the sisters happier with each other and more at peace with themselves. Maria was engaged to be married in December, so who knew when they would all be together again.
The passenger door did not open. Anxious to see Ana, Gloria reached for the handle, lifted it and pulled the door open.
"Hola..." Gloria's breath caught in her throat before she could utter Ana's name.
Before her, Ana filled nearly all of the passenger side of the SUV's cabin. Gloria recognized Ana's features, but her face was round and she no longer appeared to have a neck, as her puffy double chin met her meaty shoulders and large breasts that spread outward and upward nearly to her clavicle. Ana's upper arm, exposed by the 3/4 sleeve of her white cotton blouse, was as thick as Gloria's thighs and was nearly as wide as it was high. Below her breasts, Ana's enormous belly billowed outward, folding over itself and spreading across and over her lap nearly to her knees. Seemingly filling every inch of the passenger compartment, Ana's bloated frame was packed into the car like a huge, overstuffed sack of gelatin squeezed into a container barely large enough to hold its contents.
Smiling, Ana attempted to turn toward Gloria. She tried to swing her left arm across her swollen abdomen, stretching her pudgy fingers toward Gloria, but the thick layers of fat on her chest and arms resisted her effort. Her right hand grasped the edge of the seat, keeping her from spilling out of the car door. Ana managed to turn her shoulders partially toward Gloria but the enormous mound of flesh around her midriff barely shifted.
"Gloria, que felicidad de verte," Ana gurgled with a broad smile. "I'm so happy to see you."
Stunned by her sister's massive size, Gloria could only stammer, "Ana... Anita... Co... como estas?"
"Muy bien," Ana answered with a sigh, letting her shoulders collapse into the seat back and causing a flabby wave to undulate back and forth across her expansive middle. Laying her hand flat on top of her swollen belly and patting it, she added, "As you can see."
Danny came around the front of the car from the driver's side of the car and hugged Gloria.
"I'm sorry we're late," he stated. "We had to stop a couple of times because Ana was hungry."
Danny turned toward Ana and crouched toward the door sill. "I'll help you, honey," he told her with a smile as he took her ankle and pulled Ana's foot back and out of the passenger foot well. Once he had her right foot out, he reached in for her left calf while also extending his free arm to Ana. She leaned forward detrerminedly, grabbing his forearm. Her lips pursed and chin sank into the fat of her neck as she pulled herself forward. Danny' right hand now moved to Ana's left thigh and sank into her flesh as he helped Ana to twist herself toward the open car door.
With both of her feet now perched on the door sill, Danny steped back and straightened up. Ana leaned back, her vast gut sprawled before her, and rocked her hips forward toward the edge of the seat. She kicked her feet off the door sill and let them dangle out of the car door. Released from the confines of her lap, Ana's voluminous belly slopped outward in a wobbly droop and revealed its bloated, fleshy roundness below the hem of her blouse. She paused and peered over her breasts, pointing her small feet toward the ground. Maria noticed that Ana's feet were fat and smooth, plumped like the dinner rolls they sold at the bakery. Her ankles still appeared relatively slender, but expanded quickly to where the edge of her black leggings wrapped her thick calves. Her knees were swallowed by the thickness of her thighs. Ana remained perched on her seat, her shoulders tilted back to counter-balance the weight of her distended paunch. Her plump, small feet continued to swivel, searching for the ground that was out of view, eclipsed by the bulging volume of her midsection.
Gloria stepped back, shocked at the sight of her sister's prodigious bulk. She turned toward Danny. He was smiling, apparently enjoying the spectacle of Ana's struggle.
"Dios mio, Anita" Gloria thought to herself, turning back to face Ana. "What have you done to yourself?"
With a chuckle, Danny took hold of Ana's hand.
"OK, beautiful. Hop down now," he urged her.
Ana smiled at Danny and thrust her hips forward. She slid downward from her seat and dropped to the sidewalk, legs spread apart, her knees bending as she absorbed the compression caused by her weight hitting solid ground. Still holding Danny's hand to balance herself, Ana straighted herself. She used her free hand to pull her blouse down over her protruding, round belly, first on the left, then reaching as far across her middle as she could to pull down the right side.
Gloria looked quickly up and down the street to see if anyone else had witnessed Ana's arrival. To her left, a mother with two children paused and stared, mouth agape. The two children, who looked to be about 6 and 8 years old, were grinning.
The younger child turned to his mother, "Mami, look at that lady. She the fattest person I've ever seen!"
The young woman, herself on the plump side, shook her head as if to snap herself back to reality. "Shhh, hijo. You don't say things like that." She quickly took both children by the hand and crossed the street rather than continue toward Ana.
Gloria turned her attention back to Ana and marvelled at her size. Now that she was standing, Gloria could fully take in the volume of Ana's transformation. When she had last seen Ana three years ago, she was abunduntly overweight, inflated to obesity by her gluttony and fed (overfed?) by Maria's trickery. But now, she appeared to have doubled in size.
"She is the fattest person I have ever seen," thought Gloria, incredulously.
Actually, Gloria remembered seeing a report on TV about a man in Mexico City who was so fat he could not get out of bed. They had to break down a wall of his home and carry him out in his bed to his wedding.
Gloria corected herself mentally, "Well, she is the fattest woman I've seen in person. And at least she can walk."
Ana was, truly, a round ball of fat. Her oversized belly spread thickly around her midsection, bulging over her wide, billowing hips. From the side, Ana's massive gut protruded like a bass drum, rotund and jutting outward, its weight pulling her lower back forward and exagerating the curve of her buttocks. Her breasts, though plump and large as melons, were dwarfed by her inflated abdomen. Her thick, fleshy thighs pressed against each other but her lower legs seemed to then point outward from the knee down, as if they were ready to buckle under the excessive weight that they had to support.
As if to break Gloria's stunned silence, Ana posed coquetishly, twisting her upper body to the side, hands on her hips. Her pose only accentuated the enormity of her lower body.
"What do you think of your little sister?" she said with a smile.
Gloria realized that she hadn't said a word since seeing Ana in the car. She cleared her head with a slight shake and replied.
"Bueno... From what I see, you're not so little any more!"
Gloria's face broke into a smile and she stepped forward into Ana's open arms to hug her, sinking into her fleshiness.
(continued in post 11 of this thread)
