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 This is a sequel to Zoey, and a fanfic inspired and with the blessing of Zoey from Curvage. She's a super cute pear-shaped hottie who's proud of her gigantic booty and hips, and wants to get even bigger. Her goal is to get as W I D E as humanly possible!  

Zoey 2

 Not too long ago, Zoey had said these words:

“Anyway, don’t worry boys, I think this thing has finally stopped growing” she said down to the four groaning chairs buckling under her giant ass, affectionately patting her own humongous booty.

“I mean really. How much fatter could I possibly get?” she went assuringly, licking her plump fingers before reaching for more food.  

Oh how wrong she was. 

“BUUURRRRPPPPPPPP!!!!” she went, letting out a massive belch as she tossed aside the emptied carton of heavy cream.

She was GIGANTIC. 

Now so fat, the enormous girl took up even more living room space than ever before. She was sitting on the floor, her massive legs spread out to avoid crushing a little desk her laptop was perched on. Her gargantuan fat ass was plopped on the remains of its latest victim--a full-sized couch, crushed under that megaton booty. 

She had somehow squeezed into her favorite heart onesie from before. By now though it was more of a “twosie”--the poor thing had finally ripped in two trying to contain her. She kept the upper half though since it was *mostly* intact. But she was now so fat even it rode up, leaving her overfed belly fully exposed. And how could it not? It had to handle the task of stretching all of its remaining fabric over her gigantic boobs.

“Oh my gosh, I love this stuff” Zoey said as she reached behind her with a fat, wobbling arm for another carton of heavy cream. She had to reach pretty far, since the size of her ass and hips pushed things further away. 

She looked down and saw the remains of her couch under all that ass. 

This poor “gaming couch” was a gift from a fan, and had arrived just earlier that same day. She remembered feeling excited as it was assembled in her living room, eager to test out the strong-looking couch...

"Thanks so much for helping! You did say it could seat like four people, right?"

The delivery guy who had just finish assembling it looked over to see the enormously fat girl begin to make her way over, still a box of pastries in one hand, unable to put down her food. 

When she took a step forward he actually felt the ground SHAKE. Damn. This girl needed to cut back on all the snacks. No wonder she got this "super strong, industrial strength" couch, based on what the product description said. Or at least it was supposed to be super strong.

"Umm yes ma'am..." eh said worriedly as she lumbered over, the living room shaking with her weight as her massive shadow fell over him. 'But you're a lot heavier than just four people...'  he thought, watching all her bulging blubber wobble. 

“That's great! You won't believe how much weight I've put on lately..." she admitted with a giggle, struggling to see the couch past her own giant breasts that blocked her view, feeling the ground shake under her every footstep. "But surely I can’t be too fat for this big couch right?” she giggled, turning around as her gigantic ass cast a massive shadow over the entire couch, which seemed to whimper as that colossal booty slowly lowered itself...

And now Zoey  was sitting on the demolished couch, while she stuffed her face with more food.

“I’m sooo sorry! All this stay-at-home delivery food is making me even heavier and heavier” she apologized to the couch donor via a video she was making right now.

It was a bit hard to see her laptop past her bulging cleavage blocking her view, and her massive belly spilling over the small desk. But whatever.

“But I haven’t gotten THAT fat” she teased. “Look, I can still fit into my onesie!” She tugged on the now crop-top-like onesie, making her giant boobs jiggle.

“And look...I can still use a hula hoop just fine!” she added, tugging at the broken hula hoop that was wrapped around one of her monstrous thighs. “It fits...over one thigh...sort of…” she giggled, patting her own giant thigh, jiggling rippling through it and up her fat ass and hips.

“Besides, I’ve got a little buddy to keep me fit” she went on, pointing her camera to a little robot by her side.

H-bot was a gift from another fan. It was a little robot butler meant to help with anything--chores, running errands, you name it. But lately its tasks had been buying food, cooking, and keeping Zoey well fed. Oh, and helping her “exercise”. 

Right now the bot was struggling to lift one of her mammoth thighs, which were so big and heavy he could barely get it off the ground. 

And as he did that, Zoey simply sat on her fat ass and continued to eat. "You can do it, H-bot! I know I've got big thighs, but they can't be that heavy" she giggled, watching the poor bot struggle with her gigantic wobbling thigh.

“I love this kind of workout” she said, tipping her latest emptied box of pastries over her head and dumping the remaining crumbs into her mouth. 

“Surely with H-bot here to help, I can’t possibly get any fatter, right?” she giggled.

H-bot looked up desperately at his monstrously obese owner, as she chugged down yet another carton of heavy cream.