While Ben slept peacefully inside his cousin’s cushy gut, Gwen studied the website that had granted her the awesome powers of expansion and vore for more information. It took her a while to work the computer with her chubby fingers, but after she got the hang of it, everything was smooth sailing. She looked up the vague information on the spells she had already used, learning that she could shift the existing weight to any part of her body. She could push it all into her ass like before, or in her breasts with just a few magic words. There were a few more interesting spells, but something caught her eye.

“Ultimate Magic Spells,” Gwen read out with a grin. She couldn’t begin to imagine what kind of spells she could find there. Her mind reeled at the possibilities, but when she clicked it, she found the most dreaded thing you could find on the Internet, an Adult Verification System.

“Crap,” Gwen groaned as she read the information she had to give to enter the site. She didn’t have a credit card number or a drivers license information, so she couldn’t get in. She had hit a road bump in getting ultimate power because of her freaken age. She was half tempted to check inside the Rustbucket for her grandpa’s wallet so she could log on, but abandoned that idea, realizing he most defiantly took it with him when he left.

“Yawn! What’s goin on?” Gwen looked down at the lump on her stomach as it shifted from to one side. Looks like Ben had wakened up from his midday nap, good because Gwen had big plans for her spunky little cousin. She had control of him through sex, which sadly went two ways. Ben wanted to mess around with her and Gwen wanted the same thing. If they had thought about it like mature adults, they would have realized how pointless a power struggle was, but since they were just horny kids, the idea of working together never occurred to either on.

“I hope you slept well Ben because there’s a few things we have to talk about. As you’re sexy, chubby mistress I demand complete obedience, you’ll feed me, bath me, and only touch me when I want you to. If you disobey me, the punishment will be severe,” Gwen extravagantly told her new servant. She was finally going to get that pesky boy under her thumb and have him bend to her ever need. No more back talk from now on, Ben would be her slave forever.

“What if I don’t want to serve your every whim?” Ben defiantly said. He wasn’t going to let Gwen have her way. The boy was too much of a free spirit to follow Gwen’s rules. He had discovered the fun that could be had through sex and wanted it whenever and wherever he pleased.

“If you don’t, I’ll leave you inside my stomach forever!” Gwen told Ben this as dramatically as possibly, almost laughing evilly after laying down her own threat. Of course, it was a complete bluff. Gwen wanted, no, needed Ben. She had never experienced as much pleasure in her life until she sat on his tiny head. The feel of his manhood inside her anus had been absolutely amazing. She wanted to eat him again, taste his sweet child flesh on her tongue many more times. There was so much she wanted to do to Ben, all of which would be impossible if he remained inside her stomach.

“Well? Have you seen the error of your ways?” Gwen edgily asked. She was getting horny already and wanted Ben to come out and do anything, put his cock into any of her holes, feel up her jiggling fat, anything. The lure of more pleasure was getting to Gwen as Ben remained silent inside of him. What could he be thinking inside of her right now?