“Hey, Mom; I’m home!”, Connie said as she slammed the front door of her mother’s Beach City home. Ever since she’d begun attending college, she’d been missing home quite a bit, ESPECIALLY her mother Priyanka and her cooking; the fifteen freshmen she’d eaten over the school year had all tasted TERRIBLE! At least they’d almost all ended up on her breasts, making the tall, lanky Indian girl’s proportions absolutely cartoonish, with perky tits the size of melons sticking out from her chest and not much fat anywhere else, which was exemplified by her very beach-friendly outfit of short shorts, sandals, and a crop top which stuck out more than a foot from her body. Well, the other reason she never seemed to gain much fat (besides her metabolism) was her daily workout routines at the gym, which, as a trade-off for a lack of general curves, did manage to give her strong arms, incredibly toned abs, and enough durability to make the once constant back pain her given boobs had given her fade away almost completely.
 
“In the kitchen, sweetie!”, her mother’s voice called out, which Connie followed to find her mother working with something on the counter, revealing to Connie a tantalizing tease of her ludicrously obese body. Finding clothes in her size had gotten rather hard for Priyanka lately, so whenever she was around the house, she to be buck naked, and today was no exception from what Connie was seeing; well, save for a bright purple thong, along with a petite white hand (complete with intricately painted nails) that held onto the fabric from within Priyanka’s colon for dear life.
 
Connie had been dreaming about her mother’s body every night she was at college, and she was here seeing it in person (with those smooth rolls of fat scaling down her bare back and ending at that juicy booty of hers), she had to show it the appreciation it deserves!
 
“Aw; you eating without me already?”, Connie said as she leaned down and gleefully greeted her mother’s ass with a hearty slap, causing the poor soul trapped within the woman’s greedy bowels to release its grasp of the g-string and disappear between those two caramel-colored cheeks, much to Priyanka’s dismay.
 
“Connie!”, she barked with surprise.
 
“Ah, don’t fret it, Mom; I’ve gained some weight since I’ve been away, too!”, Connie said as she stepped back into the living room, hopped onto the couch, pulled out her phone, and began to madly scroll through apps.
 
“Connie Maheswaran!”, Priyanka yelled as she walked into the living room.
 
Connie looked up from her phone to take a look at her obese mother. Her mother had been rather curvy since she was a kid, but ever since she left for college, Priyanka had felt no shame in letting the diet of a full-blown predator completely overtake her figure. Since she was clad in only a thong and a frilly pink apron with “LOOK OUT, GIRLS; I SWALLOW!” emblazoned across it in red text, Connie could see every curve of her body: she could see how her mother’s mountainous breasts (nearly twice the size of hers) molded her apron between their generous cleavage and around their erect nipples the size of shot glasses; she could see every roll in her mother’s fat stomach, which managed to hang down to her knees even without the addition of prey, the most recent of which could barely be seen kicking and screaming at their fleshy prison; she could see her mother’s hands pressing down on her pillowy hips, which seamlessly merged into those luscious thighs thicker than trees. Connie’s mouth began to water at the sight of her mother standing in the doorway; she’d had a slight crush on her mom as a kid, but with her body now, she’d fantasized about getting in bed with the whale-sized woman for months.
 
Priyanka, meanwhile, was less than impressed.
“Connie, who taught you to hit a woman like that?”, she said.
 
“What?!”, Connie said in disbelief.
“I taught myself that! Everyone knows when you see a booty like that walk by, you gotta show it some love!”
 
Connie hopped up from the couch and skipped over to her mother, surprising her by wrapping her arms around her and greeting her with a deep, sensual kiss on the lips; tasted just like she remembered.
 
“And with a body like yours, Mom...”, Connie continued.
“Every inch of it deserves my love!”
 
“I love your boobs...”, Connie said as she got down on her knees, brought one of her mother’s breasts to her mouth and began to suck its nipple, sending enough pleasure to temporarily break Priyanka’s stone-faced demeanor.
 
“I love your big, fat gut...”, she said as she embraced as much of her mother’s stomach as she could, relishing in the warm heat and constant grumbles and churns it was emanating as it melted its prey into slop, before giving Priyanka a big kiss directly on her belly button before shuffling behind her.
 
“I’m in LOVE with your ass...”, Connie said as she gave her mother’s bare bottom a hug, followed by several wet smooches to each cellulite-ridden cheek.
 
“And I just can’t get enough...”, she said before putting her tongue to the side of her mother’s hip and moving up, her tongue shifting up and down as it brushed past every one of Priyanka’s thick rolls of fat (including some ones growing fresh from the current digestion of her prey as she licked.)
 
“Uh...”, she said as she ran her tongue up Priyanka’s huge breast, sending chills up her mother’s spine as she did so.
 
“Dith...”, she said as she continued up Priyanka’s neck and across the side of her face before pulling away.
 
“Taste.”, Connie said as she embraced her mother again, her giant breasts smooshing against her mother’s as she came in for a kiss that was much more wet, sloppier, and filled with a lot more tongue than the first.
 
Connie’s time at college had made her feel a bit more... experimental about her feelings towards romance, especially towards her mother. The occasional pics that she’d send to her mother and the pics that her mother would send back started off rather casually, usually ending in a playful selfie at the end. Priyanka’s selfies would eventually come to drive Connie nuts, leaving her dreaming over her mother’s size slowly increasing with every photo; just knowing that more and more of Beach City’s inhabitants were becoming nothing more than jiggly fat on her mother’s body with every passing day made her wet, so much so that her horny mind just couldn’t take the teasing anymore. Some time last month, instead of the usual selfie, Connie sent a nude pic of herself, her bounteous breasts in full view for her mother to see; the pictures Priyanka sent back later that evening cemented Connie’s obsession with her mother.
 
The first picture (captioned “Dinner w/ Guests!”) was of three strangers sitting around her living room; three girls, all around Connie’s age, looking to be in the middle of a conversation. The second was taken from above, not by Priyanka, but by one of the girls in the first picture holding a selfie stick, who had a rather nervous look on her face as her lower half was currently lodged down Priyanka’s throat. Priyanka, however, managed to make a peace sign into the camera, completely ignoring both the woman in her mouth and the pair of platform heels that were currently sticking out from between her thick ass cheeks. The final picture was of a nude Priyanka, panties hanging from her teeth (probably from one of the girls), the vast expanse of her sweaty brown belly skin was disrupted by the outline of a single hand pressing itself against her blubbery hide from the inside of her gut, captioned with “Luv u”. Connie stared at that picture for days, sneaking peeks of it during class and fingering herself to it in the restrooms, now convinced that her mother knew exactly what she wanted, that she would go along with anything her little girl’s heart desired.
 
Connie continued her kiss for a few moments before, finally, Priyanka gave in with a sigh and embraced her daughter, kissing her back in an equally passionate and sloppy way. Their tongues danced between their mouths and tangled with each other’s before Priyanka began to interrupt.
 
“Connie...”, her mother said in between kisses.
 
“Yes, mother?”, Connie replied.
 
“Your mother *KISS* still *KISS* demands an apology *SMOOCH* right *MWAH* now...”, Priyanka said as she traced her finger up her daughter’s chiseled abs.
“Get back on your knees...”
 
As much as Connie would’ve loved to make sweet love to her obese mother right there on the living room floor, she’d had a thought enter her mind during their passionate make-out session...
 
A thought that sounded all too tempting to ignore.
 
“Actually...”, Connie said, pulling away from the kiss while still embracing her mother.
“I just thought of something else we could try.”
 
“Anything for my little girl...”, Priyanka said with a smile as she went back in for another kiss, only for Connie to move her head back a bit more.
 
“Great!”, Connie said as she lunged forward and crammed the top half of her mother’s head in her mouth.
 
“What is this?”, Priyanka said with a playful giggle.
 
Before she could get an answer, Connie took another swallow, enveloping her mother’s entire head while slowly making her realize that playtime might have been over.
 
Priyanka braced her hands against her daughter’s face to try and stop her descent, only for Connie to cram her chubby arms in her mouth as well.
 
“Whew!”, Priyanka sighed with great relief from inside Connie’s throat.
“That should stop her! Now I just have to get out of he-“
 
Priyanka paused as she felt arms move across her meaty hips and hands grasp her blubbery ass with great force, until all at once Priyanka was lifted into the air and given a straight shot down towards her daughter’s stomach.
 
Back outside, Connie was glad all those weeks at the gym had finally managed to pay off; not only did she look great and feel great, but she’d managed to have enough strength to lift her 500-pound plus mother over her head without much effort at all!
 
From there, gravity handled most of the swallowing work, gradually lowering Priyanka into her daughter’s slowly expanding stomach as Connie even took a hand off of her meal to readjust her glasses. Slowly but surely, her massive mother disappeared past her lips, lingering a little bit on her hips just so she could playfully chew on Priyanka’s wondrously soft ass for a moment before continuing her meal, sending her mother to the bottom of her stomach with a thud, herself finally collapsing under the weight directly onto the floor.
 
*BUUOORRP*
 
A raucous belch was knocked loose from Connie’s throat as she fell, sending with it a lump of fabric that became stuck in the young girl’s teeth. Connie reached in to fish it out, pulling it out to find that she’d had her mother’s bikini bottom hooked around her finger. She was surprised, however, to find out that it wasn’t a thong, but a regular bikini bottom, Priyanka’s large ass having kept most of the fabric out of sight when she’d seen it before; she turned it around and chuckled when she found that it had “REAR ENTRANCE” in bold white text along with two caution signs plastered across its rear.
 
She’d been sending her mother anonymous care packages filled with lewd clothing perfectly fit to suit her massive predator body for years now, with things ranging from lace lingerie in XXXXL sizes to novelty t-shirts and clothing captioned with lines that fit her predatory lifestyle like “YEAH, I’M INTO FITNESS; FIT’NESS PREY IN MY STOMACH“ on a shirt and “HERE LIES: TOO MANY DAUGHTERS TO COUNT!“ on a pair of panties. Sure, it was rather demeaning to be walking around town wearing a “PREY GIRL RELOCATION SERVICE“ T-shirt that fit like a muumuu, but Connie knew that her mother never would figure out where she was getting these clothes from, and she knew that she’d wear them just to be wearing anything, so seeing “SLUTS GO HERE” peeking out of her mother’s pants as she leaned across the Thanksgiving table last year made her know that the investment was all worth while.
 
Well, emphasis on “was”, as Priyanka wasn’t going to be wearing many of those clothes in the near future.
 
*BEEELLLCH*
 
Another burp escaped Connie’s throat, sending her mother’s apron (also a gift from her) across the room and sticking with a wet splat onto the floor. She picked it up and looked down at her massive stomach.
 
“You were delicious, Mom!”, Connie said with a sigh of relief.
“Just like I always knew you would be...”
 
~~~Ending #1: Breast Expansion~~~
 
“Well, here goes nothing!”, Connie as she concentrated all of her energy to her stomach, rapidly speeding up the process of her mother’s digestion. Slowly, Priyanka’s form in the stomach began to smooth out as her gut became rounder and shrunk down as the meat-packed sludge that Priyanka had become coursed through her daughter’s system.
 
With her eyes closed to focus on her digestion, Connie couldn’t tell that her metabolism was still keeping up the fight, sending the massive meal that was her mother directly to her chest. Faster and faster her breasts grew, stretching the fabric of her crop top tighter and tighter until...
 
*SNAP*
 
The shirt tore into pieces straight down the middle, sending her mountainous breasts onto the floor as they continued to grow. This fall, of course, caused Connie to open her eyes as she witnessed her growth.
 
“Oh, no!”, she said as she looked down at her fattening chest. She tried to stand up, in a desperate attempt to stop the digestion process; she could live with a potbelly for a while if it meant not having-
 
*BEEUURRP*
 
A belch escaped her lips as she stood up, a sign that the digestion process was done. Connie put a hand to her stomach, amazed to find that her mother was gone and her perfectly chiseled abs were back.
 
Well, her mother wasn’t ENTIRELY gone...
 
“Aw, man...”, Connie said as she scratched her head, baffled as to how she was going to deal with her recent weight gain. Her chest had been rather large before, each breast bigger than her head and the like; now, however, her chest was an entirely different beast. Each boob was absolutely gargantuan, probably bigger than Connie herself as they spread across the ground. The vast expanse of caramel-colored skin that composed her cleavage practically formed a canyon in front of her; rest assured, it would be a while before she’d be able to see her own feet standing up... if ever.
 
Connie let out a sigh of disappointment, hoping that her mother would’ve put some fat elsewhere, but alas, her ass still fit snugly in her short shorts and her stomach had returned to its incredibly fit state. She looked to her side and flexed her arm, a small smile coming back to her face as she witnessed her bicep pulsing and flexing at her will; she did love her some muscular women, and her own body was no exception. And sure, her chest was now twice as big as herself, but there DEFINITELY upsides to having tits bigger than yoga balls; what woman WOULDN’T want to wind up bouncing around on some Indian girl’s giant breasts?!
 
“I can make this work...”, Connie said as she slowly gained a wave of confidence and flexed both of her muscular arms.
“Yeah, I’m totally hot now! Thanks, Mom!”
 
With a spark of newfound confidence, Connie reached over to the window and ripped a curtain from its pole, taking a rather clumsy hour or two to fashion it into a makeshift bra. She hefted her breasts into the air and smirked, her hands on her hips as she was remarked as to how well the curtain’s floral pattern looked against her brown skin. Considering how tight the fabric felt around her paint can-sized nipples, Connie knew that she’d have to find an alternative; she’d order some custom bras (some bigger ones, at least), as well as continue her workout routine to make carrying these wrecking ball-sized bosoms as easy as she carried her previous ones.
 
*DING DONG*
 
The doorbell rang, prompting Connie to quickly but cautiously make her way towards the front door, which she had to turn to her side to open, which was relatively easy. What wouldn’t be easy, however, is getting through the door and onto the front porch, seeing as how she now carried two ginormous breasts, each nearly bigger than her own person. Since this was her first time, she decided to do it the only way she knew how; pushing herself forward, her breasts cracking the doorframe and sending splinters flying every which way until, finally, they forced their way through, sending Connie off-balance a small hit before regaining her stance to talk to the person outside.
 
“Hi there, sorry about the view!”, Connie said to the person on the other side of the door, as she couldn’t quite see who that person was.
“Just going through a bit of a growth spurt, he he!”
 
The person, a delivery driver her mother had called to drop off a post-lunch snack, didn’t respond to Connie, maybe out of shock from the sight of her giant chest, or maybe from something else...
 
“Hello?”, she asked as she tried to look past her breasts to get a good look at the delivery driver, only to see their sneaker-clad feet being pulled up into her bounteous cleavage.
 
“That’s new...”, Connie said with surprise as the addition of the delivery driver to her chest caused the curtain around her breasts to give up, coming apart as her mountainous tits bounced and wobbled as they collided with the cold ground of the coastline.
 
“So I’ve LITERALLY got killer cleavage...”, she said her breasts quickly churned away at their prey, slowly expanding expanding before her eyes as her nipples began to release a steady flow of milk down her breasts and onto the ground.
“Cool.”
 
Connie looked up towards the road to see a woman running by; clad in sweaty jogger wear, her pink shorts showing off every outline of her big, jiggly ass. Connie stared, wondering how her mother had ever allowed a booty like that to walk around town without being churned in her gut the moment she saw it.
 
“You have a nice ass!”, Connie yelled to the woman, who continued on at her brisk jogging pace, but that didn’t matter.
 
What mattered was that Connie had gained a new sense of confidence, and nothing (not even a pair of man-eating breasts) was going to change that.
 
Look out, world; here comes Connie.
 
~~~Ending #2: SSBBW~~~
 
“Well, here goes nothing!”, Connie as she concentrated all of her energy to her stomach, rapidly speeding up the process of her mother’s digestion. Slowly, Priyanka’s form in the stomach began to smooth out as her gut became rounder and shrunk down as the meat-packed sludge that Priyanka had become coursed through her daughter’s system.
 
Lucky enough for Connie, it seemed that her mother’s SSBBW figure finally managed to break through her body’s metabolism, sending copious amounts of fat over every inch of her body. Her crop top was getting tighter, seams burst and buttons popped off of her short shorts, her stomach began to ooze over her crotch; all seemed to be going Connie’s way, eventually culminating in...
 
*RIP*
 
All at once, her clothes burst into pieces, leaving Connie in a similar state to her mother, clad only in her sandals and an increasing tight pair of panties. Even her underwear didn’t last long, eventually being torn off of her form and sucked between her already gluttonous cheeks with a sickening *SHLURP*.
 
This burst of clothes sent a massive jiggle across Connie’s form, causing her to open her eyes and gaze in awe at her now massive form.
 
“Oh, my God...”, she said with amazement as she hurriedly rushed to her feet, catching a brief glimpse of her now flabby arms as she got up; with her new figure, however, she could care less about her old workout routine.
 
Finally the girl got to her feet and damn near cried tears of joy at seeing her new figure. In one meal, she had become a full-blown SSBBW, an absolute monster of a woman who made her old body look like a toothpick in comparison. It was good, but she HAD to look at it better; she hurriedly waddled to the stand-up mirror nearby to inspect her new curves.
 
Her breasts had become massive, definitely bigger than Priyanka’s and her own combined. She squished them together between her arms and buried her face between them in her deep, pillowy cleavage.
 
Her previously trim stomach was now a full blown gut, the fatty stomach hung down her knees as her belly button had disappeared in between on of the many rolls of fat that adorned it. Actually, the way her fat folded across her apron of a stomach almost made it look like she’d retained her rocking eight-pack; talk about best of both worlds! Connie grabbed it with both hands and shook it from side to side, reveling in hearing it slosh and bubble with new eager anticipation for what unfortunate prey would be melting away in it next.
 
Finally, Connie turned to her side and saw that had attained to ass of her dreams. The thing was massive, each cheek two feet in diameter, their otherwise smooth surface lined with cellulite; her mother’s ass was big, but it was never THIS big! With eager anticipation, Connie reeled back both hands and met each cheek with a hearty slap, sending the caramel-colored cheeks wobbling back and forth like the tastiest of jello; this wobbling sent Connie into a pleasure-filled frenzy, her hands now digging into her blubbery backside, eagerly squeezing and shaking all of the soft rump meat that her mother had given her nearly to the point of climax, until she looked towards a closet on the other side of the room and realized that she had a whole new wardrobe to try out!
 
She excitedly opened the closet and perused the various clothes within. There was the occasional button-up and lab coat that her mother would wear at work, but a good half of the clothes in the closet were the kind sent by Connie; most of which were a bit too obscene for Connie to wear in public (at least for the moment!)
 
“Got Prey?”?
“Nah.”, she said as she kept looking.
 
“Meet you on the streets, EAT YOU IN THE SHEETS!”?
“Maybe later!”, she said with a playful giggle.
 
“Single: Taken: Hungry: X”?
“Perfect!”, she said as she hurriedly put it on, finding that it perfectly draped her figure nearly down to her knees.
 
Excited about her new shirt, Connie hurriedly put on the first pair of panties she saw (labeled “Backstage Pass: OPEN TO ALL!”) and rushed toward the front door. Pants could wait; the world had to witness her new self!
 
“Hello, world!”, she said to herself as she slammed the door open, took a step onto the front porch and struck a victorious pose, breathing in the cold, salty sea air as she did so. In doing so, Connie noticed a woman passing by; a jogger, who’d been a neighbor of her mother’s for a couple months now without getting herself eaten.
 
“Excuse me!”, Connie yelled to the jogger, who stopped in front of the house to see the mammoth woman hurriedly walking towards, her body wobbling every which way as she did so.
 
“Miss Maheswaren!”, the jogger said nervously.
“You look different today; no offense, heh he. Are those new glasses?”
 
“Nope, but HERE’S something new!”, Connie said with giddy glee as she grabbed the jogger at her sides, thrust her up into the air, and shoved her down her throat, proceeding to swallow her whole in broad daylight. Only a few seconds passed before the innocent girl became trapped within the now spacious stomach of the bespectacled pred, her sneakers disappearing down Connie’s throat before her captor released a raucous-
 
*BUURRP*
 
-as if to signal the dawn of a new era for the up-and-coming predator.
 
“Holy cow!”, Connie said as she looked down at her stomach, her prey barely making a dent as she fought underneath all of her excess pudge.
“I can barely feel you in there! Wonder how long it’s gonna take you to digest...”
 
Her questions were answered as the protests from the woman quickly slowed to a stop after only a minute or so, the weight she carried at the bottom of Connie’s stomach began to become lighter and spread out as her remains liquified into a bubbling sludge of broiling flesh and half-digested athletic wear.
 
“Well that was fast!”, Connie said as she poked her sloshing stomach a couple more times before getting distracted by a movement underneath her baggy shirt. She hiked her shirt up past her chest and was amazed to find that her body was growing right before her eyes. Her fat breasts stretched down her front, nearly reaching her deep crevasse of a belly button if that, too, hadn’t moved farther, her flabby gut ; not only that, but her thighs and calves thickened, her hips grew wider by a few inches, and her ass billowed outwards. This was the kind of growth she’d always dreamed of.
 
“Aw, yes!”, Connie said excitedly as the growing slowed down.
“That’s so COOL! In fact... screw the shirt!”
 
With that, Connie took off her shirt and threw it into the air behind her, revealing all 500 pounds of her beautiful Indian body.
 
“A body like THIS deserves to get shown off!”, Connie said as she proudly put her hands on her hips.
“Thanks Mom!”
 
From then on, Connie gained a new sense of confidence, feeling pride in showing off the luscious pred body Priyanka had given her everywhere she went, ESPECIALLY to any people unfortunate enough to be adding to it in the near future.
 
Look out, world; here comes Connie.