Senior Year Epilogue - fifth part by suffragium-uno, literature
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Senior Year Epilogue - fifth part
It was decided that Tom and Gretel could enjoy dessert on their ownMrs. Downing was tired from all that cooking, and went upstairs ahead to get some rest. She did leave all the wonderful pastries and treats she had prepared for their dessert though. That, along with all the left-over sweets Tom had bought earlier that day for Gretel, meant that the hungry, growing blonde had A LOT to enjoy.
For maximum comfort, Tom had suggested to Gretel that they enjoy dessert upstairs in Tom's room. He had suspected the privacy would be ideal, since, knowing Gretel, she would probably want to get nice and cosy.
Tom sat down on his bed, feeling rath
Senior Year Epilogue - fourth part by suffragium-uno, literature
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Senior Year Epilogue - fourth part
"Getting more snacks for Gretel, dear?" asked Mrs. Downing as Tom walked into the kitchen for the third time this afternoon since they had begun their "work out session".
This time he was grabbing an entire bag of chunky Snickers bars, and two or three rolls of Double Stuff Oreos. Gretel had evidently finished off the box of creampuffs and pack of Twinkies he had brought back up to her during his last visit to the kitchen.
"Yeah mom, she needs her energy" he smiled back, grabbing a carton of chocolate milk on the way out. "Her appetite's really grown since last year!"
"I noticed, hun" said his mom with a worried smile. She loved Gretel and
Senior Year Epilogue - third part by suffragium-uno, literature
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Senior Year Epilogue - third part
Instead of heading to the school gymnasium though, the pair found themselves climbing into Tom's Volkswagen as they prepared to head to his house.
"It's so cool that your mom decided to convert your old attic into a workout room, Tom! Now we can work out in private, just the two of us" winked Gretel as she settled into the passenger's seat.
"I only ever look forward to exercising when you're around Tom, otherwise, bleghh" said Gretel, sticking out her tongue and rolling her eyes cutely as she tugging the seatbelt across her very substantial front. "Believe it or not, I'm not too urgghhh fond of urggghhh working out!" she
Senior Year Epilogue - second part by suffragium-uno, literature
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Senior Year Epilogue - second part
"Oh gosh, I totallyyyy missed our cafeteria food!" squealed Gretel as she and Tom walked down the hallways of Summer High towards the cafeteria. "Does that make me weird? I think I'm one of the few people in school who actually loves the stuff our lunch ladies make."
"Not at all, Gretel!"
'It certainly shows, though', Tom thought to himself, nodding and smiling silently in reply. As they walked, he couldn't help but glance sideways and check out Gretel's ridiculously voluptuous figure in motion. It was amazing.
Her every step caused her gigantic bosom to bounce, her overflowing heaps of cleavage jiggling and the stretched fabric of her bl
Senior Year Epilogue by suffragium-uno, literature
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Senior Year Epilogue
It had been a whole year since Tom and Gretel last met.
The pair had gone their separate ways after graduation, with Tom going to a respectable local university and Gretel transferring to one in another state. Although they kept in touch, talking on the phone now and then and exchanging some messages online, Tom knew he couldn't hope to keep the amazing relationship they shared together over their Senior year in high school alive. And he was totally alright with that. Senior year had been an amazing experience for the both of them, and they said their goodbyes on a happy note, thanking each other for such an amazing time.
But now and then i
Their little suite at the Paradise Resort really was for honeymooners, as it turned out. When they arrived back at their cottage, they discovered a beautiful little gazebo-type structure had been setup outside their cottage out on the white sand of their private section of beach. It was basically a comfy, fluffy bed with a roof made of palm and native wood over it for shelter and thin curtains draped around the four posts. Chimes made of seashells sounded soothingly with the blow of the sea breeze, and floral scented candles added to the peaceful feel.
It was paradise, in short. But to make it even more perfect for Gretel, Tom had shelled ou
"Can you believe it just snapped like that?" Gretel said as Tom tied together her newly-repaired bikini top, thanks to his own resourcefulness. He had cut bits from her other bikini top's strap and used it tie together her now broken favourite apple green one. It was crude, but at least Gretel got to keep her fave bikini!
"Well, you HAVE grown quite a bit since you used this last, Gretel" he answered with a smile, tightening the knot of her improvised bikini strap. The poor straps and cups were as tight as ever, with Gretel's giant boobs pouring out of them. The two of them were going out that night, to check out the night life of the resort
"Come on urgghhhh !" groaned Tom as he struggled to hook up the clasps of Gretel's bikini top.
The two of them were in the privacy of their cottage, seated on the single queen-sized bed they would be sharing later that night.
"It's not too tight, is it?" went Gretel innocently through a mouthful of cookies which Tom had given her to keep her preoccupied and happy as he began the daunting task of getting her into her old bikini top. It was the same apple green two-piece bikini she had worn several months ago when they had first become friends at the beginning of Senior Year. It had been tight then, but now, over 60 pounds heavier a
The next day Tom and Gretel woke up bright and earlyit was the day of the big beach trip!
"What do you think?" went Gretel, exiting Tom's bathroom in her new white halter-top style bikini.
"Oh, what happened to your old one?" asked Tom, who felt a clash of emotions. One part of him was obviously yearning to see how Gretel would look crammed into her old, apple green bikini the same one she had worn at a small pool party she invited him to at the start of the school year, over 60 pounds and five cup sizes ago. It was back from her freshman days, so when she had worn it then it was ridiculously tight on her. Tom could only imagine
And keep the cake coming Tom did. That is, until Gretel made a request.
"You know what would be reallyyyy good with this cake? Some ice cream to complement it! Oh, and some chocolate milk to wash it down" she said sweetly as she licked her lips after swallowing the last forkful Tom fed her.
She giggled up at him, one of her chubby arms still folded behind her head as her double chin appeared with her smile while her other arm grabbed the hem of her way-too-short top. She gave it a tug down, which caused it to tighten even further against her humongous chest which bulged up against Tom, only to have it ride up once more and expose her very p