Dragging the confused pizza delivery man into her home, Vixen
playfully shoved him onto the couch while she placed the pizzas on the coffee
table. Her stomach still growled but right now another appetite was making
demands and she didn’t want to spoil an opportunity.
“So, tell me your name handsome.”
“Derek?”
“Oh?” straddling his body and pinning his head between her
breasts, Vixen giggled watching the man’s eyes dart back and forth looking
trapped. Moaning despite herself, Mari smiled feeling the man grip at what he
could in a futile attempt to escape, unintentionally squeezing her thighs and
rear. “Hmm, you’ve certainly made yourself at home, like what you see?” She
purred, slowly undoing her costume and letting to fall down her shoulders,
freeing her 6 G-cup breasts and giving the man more room to rear back and
breath again. Feeling his hands grope at her breasts, Vixen moaned out loud,
her fluffy tail swishing back and forth before she stood back up and shimmied the
rest of her costume off.
Jumping right back on top of the man and hearing the couch squeak
and complain from the weight, Vixen pulled the man’s head up to kiss him
hungrily. Reaching down for the fly of his pants, she ripped his pants wide
open. With a cry of lust, Vixen grabbed hold of the man’s underwear and ripped
it clean off him, causing the shocked man to yelp.
“Aww, don’t be scared, Mama Vixen is gonna show you what a
fox she can be.” Reaching down to feel for his erection, Mari pouted to find
him still limp, too intimidated and shocked to ever be aroused now. “What’s the
matter? This not doing it for you?” She sulked, lifting her arms over her head
to toss her hair and let her large breasts wobble back and forth. “Maybe you
need some incentive…” Rubbing her thumb at her tiki idol, Mari pictured a Black
Widow spider in her mind. At that moment her fur turned black and a red hourglass
formed on her stomach before she playfully bit the man on the shoulder with her
now longer fangs.
The moment she did she returned to normal and the man in her
clutches broke out into a sweat, his formally limp cock going into a raging
hard on.
“That’s what I’m talking about!” Positioning herself over
him, Mari lined up his cock to her drooling pussy and sunk down on him, moaning
out loud and smothering his face in her tits yet again. Grinding her hips
against his, Vixen’s eyes fluttered, fully consumed with lust she bucked and
humped against his crotch, gripping the couch so hard she tore at the fabric
with her clawed fingers. Arching her back, Vixen wailed when her lover reached
his limit and gripped at her flanks as hard as he could and fired off into her
pussy, making her thrust her chest with every jolt of his cock before he went
limp. Moaning and swooning, Vixen made to kiss the man but found him unconscious.
“Oh right, Black Widow venom… Oh well, waste not, want not.” Tracing her thumb
against the tiki idol again, Mari pictured the image of a snake. Licking her
lips with her forked tongue, Vixen opened her mouth wide, wide enough that it
enveloped the man’s head and she started the work of pulling him deeper down
her throat. Her neck bulged with his mass sliding down, her chest heaving to
make room until he feet passed her lips and she rolled around to lay back
against the couch and rub her round stomach, her insides churning her new meal.
Still hungry, she looked down to find the 12 boxes of pizza
she ordered, shrugging her shoulders she opened the first box and opened her
mouth wide again.
*
The next morning…
Sitting up from the couch and rubbing her stomach, Mari
stretched out her arms and yawned. The sun’s rays were cutting through the
window and forced her to wake up early. Smacking her lips, she looked down to a
surprise. She was bigger. Her meal from last night had completely digested and
now she was 200 pounds heavier; Her stomach was round and drum tight, with her
six breasts resting on top of the slope and each other, having grown an extra
cup size over night. Getting up to her feet, Vixen found she had also grown
several inches taller, her head almost bumping the ceiling in the process.
“Wow, what a fun night…” Looking down at herself she
realised she was completely nude, reaching down she found her costume and
frowned when it gave her trouble fitting back on, bursting at the thighs and
stomach when she finally zipped it back up. Hearing a ruckus from her kitchen,
Vixen stomped over to find her children sitting in front of the open refrigerator
and cupboards, stuffing their faces with the food in her pantry.
“Well good morning to you too, try not to cause any damage
kids, you gotta live under this roof.”
Getting a collecting nod from her twelve children, Vixen
stood with a hand at her hip with a look of pride on her chubby face. A smile
that turned into a gasp when she felt a jolt in her stomach. Looking down and
feeling for the activity, Mari had to wonder. “huh… Is he still alive? What was
his name again? Dan? Denny?” Feeling more bumps meet her palm, Vixen finally
realised that her meal wasn’t still alive, she was pregnant again.
Biting her lip, Mari pressed her back against the wall and
closed her eyes, letting her hands roam over the dome of her womb to feel how
many she was carrying this time. She was already the mother of 12 kids in the
span of a couple of weeks, how many would she have in a month? A year? The
implications made her moan and squirm her thighs… Until she heard a knock at
the door.
Fanning herself and stomping over to the front door, Mari
opened up and was surprised by who was there.