Annie's Ponderous Endowments Part 3 Kodos There was a knock at the door. For a moment, Annie was sure she was dreaming, that somewhere in that blissful state between sleep and wakefulness she had heard someone at the door, and after a brief moment of listening, she once again rubbed her face down into the soft warm expanse of her bosom and began to drift off to sleep. It happened again. This time Annie was sure of it, someone was at the door. Curious, and a little worried, Annie thought about what to do. It couldn't be her fiance, she thought, he was still going to be away for at least half a week, and no one else who wasn't family would have had the house key. Cautiously, Annie rose from the bed with as much grace as she was able to muster and wrapped a bathrobe around her impossibly voluptuous figure. Annie inhaled sharply as the soft cloth touched her body, and she wondered if the lightest touch was always going to excite her so potently, or whether the sensation would lessen as she became more accustomed to her new enormously swollen assets. She tied the robe in front as well as she was able, though her massive bosom still loomed out in front of her, her perky nipples barely covered. There was another knock at the door, more impatient this time, but not threatening, merely insistent. Annie put her ear to the door, straining to press her ear against the wood as her broad hips, impossibly womanly and full, made it a challenge to reach it. Annie knew that she had to open it, and she hoped it would be her beloved standing there, the very thought of his return making her loins tremble with anticipation. Finally, she stepped back and with one decisive motion, cast the door open. There stood her sister, Gina. She was smiling buoyantly, her eyes twinkly with mischievous delight behind her dark-rimmed glasses, and strangely, thought Annie, she appeared to be dressed like a wizard or a witch or something, with a long, flowing robe of some shimmery material that fit her well, while still displaying a vast canyon of cleavage as if to lay to rest any questions about her incredibly curvaceous figure. She even had what looked like a magic wand tucked into the waistband, and Annie noted approvingly that although Gina had clearly grown since last time they had seen each other, Annie was herself clearly the larger. "Annie!" Gina cried, squeezing herself through the door and throwing her arms wide to embrace her sister. Annie did the same, as it had always been ready to greet each other with an embrace; now, however, as they fell together, they both had breasts to magnificently huge that all they could really do was press their massive bosoms together and giggle at the way their prodigious charms jiggled, even as Annie gasped at how the feeling of Gina pressed up against her stimulated her so. At last Annie stepped back and sat down on the bed, her swollen behind bulging a little as she put the weight of her substantial body upon it. Gina stepped back, and idly played with the end of her magic wand as she appraised her sister thoughtfully. "Well, little sister," Gina exclaimed after a long pause, "it looks like you certainly didn't waste any time catching up with me." "Oh, not at all," Annie replied with a satisfied smile, "I have had a most productive day." "So I can see," her sister said, looking again at Annie's colossal melons, which had begun to work their way free of the bathrobe and spill out onto her expansive belly, "And here I came and hurried down here to see you, worried that you might need my help." "It is good to see you though", Annie said in reply, "and it will be nice to compare notes for a bit too. As for help though, I seem to have managed to fatten myself up just fine without it. In fact, I think I may have overdone it earlier." The satisfied way in which Annie patted her generous belly though, suggested that she had no regrets regarding the matter. "Really, my dear sister," Gina began, "I don't think you have to worry about having overdone it and gotten too big, as it so happens, that's part of the reason I came over to see you." "I don't quite follow you, I'm afraid, "Annie said, not sure what her older sister was talking about, "I mean, I think I’m already a bit bigger than you even." "Oh, you most assuredly are," Gina replied as she walked over to the bed and gave one of Annie's breasts an experimental squeeze, sending a thrill through her body, "but while we may be close to the same size now, we are each of us interested in, shall we say, pleasing a different audience." "What, like your husband?" Annie asked. "And your fiance," Gina finished. "I'm afraid I still don't see exactly where you're going with this," Annie admitted, more than a little confused. "Well," started Gina, "It's like this. My husband, as you surely know, likes a woman with curves. He loves that I've got tits so big he can lay on them and an ass so enormously fat it keeps jiggling long after we're done fucking. And it's great, but that's as much as he wants, and I'm afraid that if I got much bigger, he wouldn't know what to do with me. You though, my darling sister, are lucky." "Lucky how?" asked Annie, thinking to herself that Gina's husband surely did not seem like he would mind his wife having a bit more to hang onto. "Lucky," Gina stated, "in that your fiance is a man of much, larger, tastes. And since you are my only sister, and I want you to be as happy with your man as I am with my own, I have come to make sure that you reach your full potential." "But Gina," Annie protested," my potential is already as full as it can be, I've eaten so much today I can't imagine having another bite. Just sitting here, my ass is so overstuffed, those magic panties of yours having pumped so much fat into it, that it feels fit to burst. To say nothing of my poor breasts; they're so bloated and overfull that I almost come just from touching them, and my belly is so swollen I can't even touch myself!" "Don't you see how lucky you are?" asked Gina, "You've got a man who would absolutely love for you to get so much bigger than already are, I envy you. Stop worrying about how hefty your girls are now, and think about how incredible it would feel if they were twice as big. You can have it all, perfectly safe too, by the way, a man who loves you and is crazy about how big you are AND a body so incredible, so unimaginably voluptuous, that even a passing breeze on your skin can make you come harder than you thought possible. How wonderful would it feel then, to be that big and have your man thrusting into you, mad with desire for you, his body pressed tight against yours, his hands squeezing those fat succulent boobs of yours, or smacking you on your quiveringly luscious ass?" "Wait," Annie said, all this moving a bit too quickly for her, "How do know so much about what sort of woman MY fiance finds attractive? And even if I did want to get any bigger, there's not a bite of food left in the house anyway." "Annie, my dear," Gina responded, "there are a lot of things about your beloved that he hasn't told you. After all, you only just learned recently that he wanted a real woman instead of one of those twiggy models you see on TV all the time. He's just too much of a gentleman to tell you what he likes, and besides, he never knew there were other options. I, however, have it from a very reliable source, that he would not mind in the least coming home to find you with tits so fat they're wider than that bed you're on, and a butt to match. As for how, well, you needn’t worry about that, I've been studying magic myself, with one of the best, and all I need to do is wave this magic wand and we'll be in business." Saying this, Gina drew the wand out and waved it with an exuberant flourish, the air around it crackling with power. "Well," Annie mused to herself, the idea beginning to grow on her, "I suppose it couldn't hurt to try at least a little bit, and I do want to be everything that my fiance expects me to be, and then some. So okay, Gina, how do we start?" "Wonderful!" Gina bubbled with excitement, "you're going to be so happy you did this, and so will he, you know. Why don't we start out by adding some more padding to that seat of yours? Go ahead and roll over so I can see what we're working with here." Annie rolled over on her front, her hands barely reaching the mattress and her belly just barely suspended above it, her knees planted as close together as her thighs would allow, and her already tremendous bottom up in the air. "Oh Annie," Gina said, "I'm so happy you're letting me help you with this, you have NO idea how much I wish my husband wanted me to get bigger. At any rate though, let's get down to work!" Facing away Gina as she was, Annie couldn't see exactly what her sister as doing, looking in the mirror on the closet door though; Annie watched as Gina drew out her wand once again and waved it fiercely in front of her. Annie was just about to ask if there was anything she needed to be doing to make it work when it hit her like a runaway train. Annie felt her ass filling again, just as before, she felt the magic pumping her full of fat as she felt her rear swelling bigger and bigger. If she had begun to suspect that it was less sensitive now, less intense just because she had had a couple hours to get used to the sensation, her idea was smashed in an instant as the shock seized her body and she felt the same incredible fullness that she had before. Overwhelmed, Annie groaned lustfully as her overfilled derriere groaned as well, as gallon after gallon of fat was pumped into it, her pale flesh taut, straining to contain its own immensity. Gina looked on, admiring her handwork and feeling more than a little stimulated herself as Annie's quiveringly huge ass swelled and ballooned in front of her. Still it continued, Annie lost in the feeling as her butt continued to expand. She could barely stand it, the way her whole body ached with desire as her bottom, already impossibly replete, continued to have yet more fat stuffed into it, Gina's magic spell mercilessly forcing her throbbingly overfilled ass to accept still more fat. Looking into the mirror, Annie stared in awe as she saw how immense she was growing, as her bottom began to make sounds like an overfilled balloon as it was pumped fuller and fuller. "Please, Gina," Annie cried, unable to take it any longer, "Stop!" "Alright then," Gina replied, lazily making the right gesture as Annie's trembling posterior slowed, and then shuddered to a stop with one final burst that made Annie feel like fifty pounds had been pumped into it in an instant. Annie breathed a deep sigh, her skin felt tight as a drum, incomprehensibly full, and all Annie wanted to do for the moment was lie there and try to keep her senses, but Gina came up and gave her a great smack on the rump, her body quaking at the impact as Annie almost passed out. Her ass felt full to bursting, so impossibly vast she could hardly believe it, and she gingerly tried to climb off the bed to examine her new additions. Simply standing was a challenge, her thighs had grown fatter, it seemed, and though she couldn't be certain, Annie felt like her womanhood had also been pumped even fuller with fat, every motion of her body sending chills through her frame. Her hips were wider too now, she noticed, and her ass was simply titanic, impossibly round and fat and firm, shaking with her every step with sumptuous ripeness. Her legs weak beneath her, she fell to the bed for support and moaned as her weight was put upon her lusciously distended ass, which creaked in complaint as Annie tenderly ran her fingers down along her hips, feeling the way her pale, impossibly full flesh trembled at her own touch. "Well," said Gina matter-of-factly, "that's a good start for tonight anyway; we can always make you bigger in the morning. Now let's see what we can do about that belly of yours." "Oh Gina, isn't it big enough already?" Annie asked, putting her hands on her already swollen abdomen. "Annie, my dear, I'm afraid you simply don't know your man as well as you think you do," Gina explained, "but some guys just go wild for a girl who has that whole 'pregnant belly' look, and you, you lucky girl you, happen to have had the good fortune to have fallen in love with one of them." "It's just that it's so big already," Annie protested as she rubbed her fingers absent-mindedly along her belly, "I'm not sure if I ought to get any bigger, or if I can even take any more." "Even for your fiance, to make him happy?" asked Gina, "Can't you just imagine him touching your belly, so huge and fertile and swollen that he can hardly control himself? Can you imagine how it will feel when he touches you, caresses you, like this?" And with that, Gina bent down over the bed, her huge breasts barely contained by her top, and slowly ran her tongue across Annie's belly. "Ohhhhh!" gasped Annie, "Okay Gina, you've convinced me, go ahead and give me more!" "My dear sister," said Gina, as she drew out her wand, "I am going to make you into a veritable goddess of fertility." And with a smile, Gina pointed her wand at Annie's belly and waved it decisively. Suddenly Annie felt it begin again as the spell took hold. Even though she wasn't eating this time, it felt much the same, as her ample belly shuddered, and then began to expand as it filled with fat. Just a few hours before, Annie had felt impossibly gorged, but now she realized that to this, that had been nothing. The flesh of her belly creaked and trembled as she was pumped up with more fat, gallons a second, she thought it must be, to make her belly, already so vast and capacious, grow so quickly. As it continued to balloon yet bigger, Annie began to feel the weight on her chest shift as her belly, already indescribable in its magnificent immensity, began to push her breasts out towards her sides. "Gina, oh please," Annie gasped, her breath short," it's too- I can't take any more!" "Now Annie," said Gina, who was watching Annie's growth with a lascivious eye, "you're doing just fine from where I'm standing, and you've still got a ways to go yet if you want that belly of yours to be as fat and round as those big, juicy tits of yours." "As big as my..." Annie began, her eyes growing wide at the thought, as she spread out her arms to feel her enormous breasts spilling outwards. As they did so, she found she had a better view of her stomach, and could only stare in awe as she realized that Gina was absolutely serious. Her belly continued to expand as the spell forced unimaginable amounts of fat into it, filling her relentlessly as it forced her to take still more. Annie felt the sides of her stomach swelling, broadening out as her belly sought more room to grow, the thrill of new expansion exciting her even as she worried about her limits. Her belly though, continued to bulge outward, swelling like a balloon as Annie felt a surge as it seemed to accelerate, billowing out further now as Annie, already feeling impossibly overfilled, felt a thrill at the way her expanding belly pressed against her swollen femininity, exciting her even as it creaked alarmingly with fatness. "Please Gina," Annie begged, "I can't take any more!" "Oh, sorry," said Gina, who had gotten rather lost herself in the moment, watching Annie's growth. Her own breasts heaving as she thought about how incredible it would be to grow like that, Gina took up her wand and ended the spell. Hesitantly, with all the care and delicacy she could apply to the task, Annie tried to sit up. With some effort she managed to wrestle her breasts back towards her front, as she sat up though and their considerable weight pressed down on her groaning belly, she gasped, hoping it was safe to move. When she sat up, her thighs, so fat and full themselves pushed up insistently against the underside of her vast belly, the pressure from above and below squeezing it so that it quivered alarmingly, impossibly round and perfect. "Ohhhh, Gina," Annie moaned, as she tenderly explored her vast expanse of new flesh, her belly throbbing at her touch, "Why didn't you stop, I'm so full, your spell pumped so much fat into my belly, I feel like I'm going to burst." "Annie dear, I've told you before, it’s all perfectly safe, you know," Gina admonished her, "and besides, isn't it just so, stimulating, to grow so much more enormous that you think you can?" "I am feeling very, stimulated, "Annie admitted as she continued to pet herself, "I'm feeling so horny, Gina, and I can't even begin to reach myself. I can't wait for my man to get home; I need him to come fuck me so bad." Annie closed her eyes, imagining her beloved taking her, his body pressing down on her monstrous belly, his hands holding tightly onto her hips, which even now, were still a good deal wider than the rest of her. "Well, we'll see about that later," Gina said, though a sheen of cold sweat shone on her bosom, which trembled as if in anticipation, "for now though, the only thing that remains is to give you a little something extra in the boob department." "What do you mean 'a little something extra'?" Annie asked, a note of suspicion in her voice. "Well," began Gina, as if broaching a delicate subject, "you already have such nice fat tits, but don't you think your fiance might enjoy it if they were were a bit, well, milkier?" "Can you do that?" Annie asked, eyeing her expansive bosom with concern, "and why would he want me to fill up with milk anyway?" "My dear naive sister," Gina said, "men like all sorts of things, and your beloved, let me tell you, would absolutely lose his mind if he came back to find you lying here, those big juicy breasts of yours swollen to bursting with milk, so fat and full and just waiting to be sucked on." Here Gina dabbed at her forehead with a handkerchief, clearly excited at the prospect. "Imagine how it would feel, for those two bloated zeppelins of yours to be always growing fuller and bigger, and then once every delicious drop had been sucked out of them, filling up all over again." "Mmmmmm," was all Annie said, having long since decided to let Gina make the decisions here, "what are you waiting for then?" "It's a bit more complicated," Gina admitted, "this sort of magic isn't the kind where I start it and then stop it when you say to; I have to figure out how big we're going for here." "Well, Gina," said Annie, who was clearly warming to the idea, "as you can see, my girls can probably hold enough to open a dairy, so why don't you think big and really test my limits?" "Done and done," said Gina, as she waved her wand in a complicated flourish, smiling mischievously, "This might take a little longer to start out, by the way." And it seemed, at least to Annie, that that was the case. She lay there, for what seemed like an eternity, her body quivering with anticipation, but still nothing seemed to be happening. Suddenly though, she felt a faint tingle beginning in her breasts. Annie felt her nipples begin to stiffen, and then to puff up, plump and perky as if readying themselves for service and growing even more sensitive in the process. A second later, it started. Annie felt as if someone had turned on a firehose inside her, and as she watched, her breasts began to fill with milk. As the liquid filled them, Annie watched as they grew more round and spherical, not spreading out wider, but rising like two loaves of baking bread, as if determined to recover the ground so recently lost to her belly and once more to fill her field of vision. As they continued to swell up, Annie gave a tremble of pleasure, and was delighted so feel her massive jugs not merely jiggle, but slosh, first pressing themselves up into her face, and then down against her monumental belly. Annie marveled as her breasts began to swell up faster, wondering how many gallons she now held in her magnificent bosom. Annie scarcely noticed this time, as her towering mammaries began to creak and groan with fullness, enormously laden with milk as they began to expand outwards again, the great canyon of her cleavage burgeoning up in her face as they expanded out across the bed. Annie began to wonder how big they were going to get now, as she felt her soft and creamy skin stretching to contain their own fatness as well as their rapidly-increasing burden of milk. Annie gasped as another surge of milk distended her breasts further, she felt them quivering, impossibly full, and was certain that she had been filled to her limit and then some, but still the onslaught continued as Gina's spell pumped untold gallons into her straining breasts. "Please Gina," Annie sighed, quaking as her overburdened mammaries shuddered alarmingly, her white skin stretched almost to translucence, so engorged had they become, "I can't take any more; you've got to help me!" Gina realized that Annie needed her help, and knew that she had cast a stronger spell on purpose just so that this very situation would occur. Out of a strange combination of selflessness and raw desire, she swiftly made her way to the side of the bed, wrapped her lips around Annie's waiting nipple, and began to suck with all her might. The torrent of milk which immediately poured into her mouth surprised her, as Annie sighed with relief as the intolerable pressure abated slightly. Gina was almost overwhelmed by the volume gushing down her throat, but soon worked out a rhythm that allowed her to swallow it all. She was awed by how sweet and rich it felt on her tongue, and detached herself for only a moment to call to Annie. "What have you been eating, Annie, you're so, delicious." "Please Gina," Annie pleaded as her breasts continued to swell with their surfeit of milk, "I can feel them getting fuller, suck me harder!" And that is exactly what Gina did. Before long though, Gina felt a familiar tingling as the rich and fattening flood pouring into her began to work. She felt her robe, which she had designed to stretch comfortably, becoming tighter and more confining, and sneaking a look down at her chest, was amazed to see how her own breasts were expanding as they grew fatter. Gina felt a thrill of delight as her belly began to spill out over the waistband and the shimmering fabric of her robe began to tightly embrace her posterior as it fattened and grew. "Oh no," Gina thought to herself for a moment, worried that she might be getting to large for her husband's tastes. A moment later though, Gina felt a rush of cool air as her buttons popped off in rapid succession, most bouncing off of Annie's vast belly and back towards Gina. "Gina, my other one, so full," Annie breathed, and Gina looked up to see that Annie's right breast had been filling up this entire time. It, along with Annie's whole body, trembled with fatness, and eyeing it hungrily, Gina climbed up on the bed and over Annie's ponderous belly. Annie moaned as Gina's appreciable weight was put on her own belly, as it bulged out to her sides even as Gina savored the electric feeling of Annie's huge belly against her own. Seizing Annie's breast so eagerly that she cried out in alarm, Gina wrapped her full, luscious lips around the nipple, buried her face in the boundless expanse of soft, pale titflesh that surrounded it, and began to suck with abandon. All worries about getting too big flew from her mind now, as Gina felt the gallons of milk filling her own voluptuous body. She felt her own massive breasts growing fatter and juicier than she had dared to dream. She felt her magnificent belly ballooning ever more immoderately as she swallowed thirstily, her swollen belly pressing heavily against the taut flesh of Annie's own impossibly distended abdomen. Gina felt her bottom expanding as well, as her own magic laded her already-overstuffed ass with more fat. "That's so much better," Annie sighed, her mammoth breasts still unspeakably engorged with milk, but no longer pulsating with such overfullness as they had been moments ago. Her voice startled Gina out of her lustful reverie and Gina, realizing that she had already grown more than she meant to, let Annie's fat nipple slip wetly out of her mouth, a thin trail of white milk dribbling down her chin and onto her heaving bosom, as she carefully climbed off of the bed to survey her work. Gina stared at how massive Annie's breasts had now become. They spread out across more than half the king size bed, two monumentally bloated zeppelins, still rising and falling gently as Annie breathed, deep and even now, a satisfied smile on her face as she drifted off to sleep. She had had, Gina remembered, a very big day, and so Gina herself, her newly-expanded breasts jiggling delightfully, squeezed through the door and left Annie to dream big dreams.