Whenever something obnoxiously patriotic happens, she starts porking up in real time. She lives in fear of the Fourth of July
Jolene's morning started with her feeling the stitching on her cute nightie being ripped apart. The explosive expansion was her lurid alarm clock. Just like it was every July.
She had no way to explain it, but whenever her country felt a massive, obnoxious amount of pride in itself, she ballooned. More than that, she grew insanely sensitive, leaving her quivering and mewling as she worked up until she was almost entirely just tits and ass resting on her bed of a belly. As Jolene pulled herself out of bed, she bit back grunts of effort and low moans, as her normally cute B cups had become hyper-sensitive F cups. "No... people are partying this hard already!"
It took her some time to find something to wear. It's just that something was a teeny, tiny red, white, and blue bikini that barely covered her nipples or her plump pussy. "Okay, I just need to get into my car and leave before I get too big to fit in it or too sensitive that the vibrations make me cum my brains out." Jolene whispered to herself. The last thing I want is to turn into the big attraction of the entire neighbourhood! Especially since every freedom facefucking makes me swell like nothing else!!
Unfortunately, the moment Jolene left the house to get to her car, midday fireworks screamed across the sky as her neighbours hooped and hollared with rapturous joy. Before she could blink, heat and ecstasy flooded her body as she ballooned outward. Every jiggling, wobbling inch of her body left her breathless as she focused on trying not to cum. No one's seen me, Jolene thought. No one's seen Jolene, the Joy of the Fourth of July, yet... I can still escape!
Only Jolene hadn't gotten used to her gargantuan gait and stumbled, pushing the fence over and landing on a massive American flag picnic blanket. Looking up, she realised she was surrounded by the entire neighbourhood and then some.
"See," Frank grinned as another volley of fireworks went off behind him. "Told ya that skinny little number becomes the biggest, hottest thang you ever did see." A grin on his moustachioed face as Jolene porked up again as Frank spoke.
Jolene felt her bikini snap in two as her breasts rocketed all the way to ZZ cup, and her bottoms were sent flying as her asscheeks thundered to the size of beachballs.
"Well fuck me! She's bigger than you said she'd be!!" One man shouted in awe of Jolene's transformation.
"Yeah! The bigger the crowd we get and the more patriotic we become, the bigger she gets." Frank answered.
Jolene heard and saw the queue beginning to form. But all she could do as heat and mind-breaking electricity coursed through her was cum as she heard the tell-tale clink of belt buckles being undone.
"We can't wait to show you our favourite part of fourth of July." Another man chuckled as he slapped his girthy hog down onto Jolene's face. "Because there ain't nothing more American than facefucking a gorgeous porker while your boys drink beer and watch football!"
There was another gushing climax as Jolene grew again, becoming trapped in place by her mountainous mammaries and her gigantic globes as Bob parted her fattening cockpillows and thundered deep into her throat.
Maybe... maybe next year I'll go to England for fourth, Jolene thought as she felt the first of many eruptions of jizz flood down her throat and into her belly.
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