:The Succubus Fantasies:
The feast continues and you both find that you're enjoying yourselves. You don't feel self conscious with each other as you are both in the same boat: sitting naked and getting fatter. You each have bellies resting roundly on fat thighs now. If you lean forwards at all then the chub creases into rolls - mulitple spare tyres of fat. Your sister looks as if she's pregnant, but her bulk is soft and wobbly, pale and smooth. She's got great skin.
Between you you're polishing off the plates of food. Cakes are devoured. pastries swallowed whole, cream deserts sucked up. And now you are at the end. with a final crunch you eat the last plate of biscuits between you. With the final piece of food a bell sounds from somewhere above you and smoke starts to form at one end of the room. You're sister grabs your hand anxiously and whispers "She's coming!"
Between you you're polishing off the plates of food. Cakes are devoured. pastries swallowed whole, cream deserts sucked up. And now you are at the end. with a final crunch you eat the last plate of biscuits between you. With the final piece of food a bell sounds from somewhere above you and smoke starts to form at one end of the room. You're sister grabs your hand anxiously and whispers "She's coming!"