Fed up with her dweeby and tiny cousin's antics, Gwen proved that she might be big, but she hadn’t lost her Olympic gymnast like reflexes and speed. Ben was waving the last cookie a few feet from her chubby face and before he could move again, Gwen lashed out and grabbed him by the wrist. Her chubby hand enveloped Ben’s wrist, not budging when Ben tried to pull away.

“Ben Tenyyson, you never, ever, ever deny a fat red head food.” With a tug, Ben stumbled forward and Gwen opened her mouth, pushing the cookie with Ben’s hand inside her flabby jaws. She closed her lips and tried to suck down the sugary treat, but Ben held on. When her tongue touched Ben’s hands as it tried to get to the treat, a wave of flavor hit Gwen. It was like she was tasting the sweetest, most succulent slab of pork in the world. Her eyes went dewy as she slurped at Ben’s hand, wanting more, more!

Ben staring at the sight of his wrist sticking out of Gwen’s mouth, saliva dripping out from the cornor of her mouth as she slurped his fingers. He felt her hot tongue sliding across his skin and shivered. It wasn’t a completely unpleasant sensation, but it did feel weird. He tried to free his hand, but Gwen’s grip on his wrist tightened and kept him from moving away as she enjoyed her human flavoured treat. Then Gwen’s mouth opened, showing Ben the fleshy insides before pulling his whole are in. Ben watched as his arm sank inch by inch between the opened jaw lines and felt his hand pushed against the back of Gwen’s throat. He let go of the cookie, letting it fall down Gwen’s throat before his hand slipped down the slimy gullet.

“Gwen, what are you doing,” Ben laughed nervously as he saw the bulge in her neck his fist made. Gwen, who was angling her grip to the base of Ben’s shoulder so his head would face her open mouth, gave no response. Gwen pressed Ben’s head against his arm, which now was guiding his whole body to the insides of her mouth. A small yelp came from Ben as he saw the mouth come towards him. He braced himself as Gwen’s warm, slimy mouth enclosed his whole head. Everything was a blur inside Gwen’s mouth, her slimy tongue sliding over his face as he lurched towards her esophagus. With a gulp, Gwen pushed down again opening her gulley to greedily accepted Ben’s head. Gwen’s neck bulged out a tad with the head of her cousin, growing wider as she took another swallow to guide the boy's shoulders into her mouth. Ben’s only seemed to help work himself further down Gwen’s fat gullet, rudding her saliva over his naked chest and getting it lubricated to slide down. The feel of the sticky tissue inside the throat against Ben’s skin was disgusting, but also slightly arousing, causing him to remain hard as he was gulped down.

Gwen’s tongue washed over Ben’s upper chest, tasting every inch of his body and helping glide his body deeper inside of her own body. She inched her lips over his hips, moaning happily a few times, vibrating Ben’s body in the process. Gwen loved every second of this, the taste wasn’t just yummy, it was also exotic. She could feel her juices dripping out with each swallow. There was something about having something living slide over her lips that turned her on fierce. Gwen learned she wasn’t the only one turned on when she spot Ben’s cock throbbing a few inches from her dribbling lips. She was still pissed about him withholding food from her, but decided it would be cruel not to reward the boy for being so darn yummy. Opening her chubby jaws further, Gwen pressed Ben's rump up into the roof of her mouth he began to explore Genki's private region with his tongue, making Ben gasp and moan inside her fat body. The cock trembled inside her mouth, trying to keep it’s salty gift inside, but Gwen worked it with much gusto sloshing it around and pressing her tongue down on it. Ben didn’t hold on long, spewing his seed on his own stomach, adding another flavor to his already scrumptious body. Gwen made sure to lick all the sperm off him before swallowing once more, leaving his legs the only thing not inside her tremendous body.

Since cumming, Ben had become still, perhaps still dazed from his orgasm. Not wanting to waste a chance to get his legs down quickly, Gwen pressed her lips together over his limp legs and slurped them in like spaghetti. Both legs shot into her mouth and down her throat, rubbing over her tongue as they went, giving Gwen a last taste of her dweeby, but yummy cousin. His feet popped into her mouth at last and a bulge moved down her neck with the last of Ben. The bulge disappeared from Gwen’s neck, reappearing in her belly as a big wiggling lump. Gwen patted her bigger, lumpier belly.

‘BELCH!’

Spittle flew from her mouth when Gwen’s let out the loudest burp she’d ever produced. She sprawled out on the ground, licking her lips and chuckling happily as Ben continued to wiggle around inside her.

“You wanted to get inside me and now you are, happy now Ben?” She let out a thunderous laugh and smacked her huge belly, making it jiggle like jelly. Gwen laid back completely, wondering what Ben must be feeling and thinking. His feelings weren’t her biggest concern, but she hoped he was thinking, I’m never going to mess with my sexy, fat cousin again.