Pranksters

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Celia and Jodie
“Which one do you think will get into your trap?” Jodie asked.
“It doesn’t matter. I just hope they don’t pick the same thing.”
“Those two bicker so much; of course they won’t do something together!” The sisters giggled.

They were a little younger than their cousins, but they were certainly more skilled. Their families were well off, and during colder months, their cousins practically lived with them. Their aunt and cousins lived a few states away and mainly traveled here for the warmer climate. The men of the families were out of the state for months at a time, and that left the girls to enjoy living in luxury. The adults were constantly having dinner parties after work and that left the teens unsupervised. The confrontations with their cousins started playfully, but over time it developed into a full rivalry. Celia thought back to the recent encounter that elevated their feud…

She was in the pool with Jodie when they started exploring one another. They had done it countless times before out of sheer boredom. A bit of harmless fun: Celia rubbed Jodie’s privates, slipping a finger inside her bikini bottoms. Her long dark-blonde hair sticking to her shoulders as she smiled playfully. Planting a kiss upon her lips, she reached back to rub her tight rump. Smiling warmly, Celia’s cheeks reddened with excitement as she rubbed her sister’s clit. They were twins – their faces only slightly varied. They had always been close, open, and honest. They frequently helped satiate each other’s budding desires when their parents were away.

They were deep into the throes of passion when Jodie pulled back, devilishly beckoning her sister to follow. She led her to the edge of the circular, above ground pool and brought up the hose that was draped over the edge. “How about you put this up your butt and I’ll give you an enema?”

“Jodie!”
“What, afraid you might like it?” They giggled. “You first and then you can put some in me, okay?” They agreed. Jodie swam to the ladder and crawled out of the pool. “Give me a minute to get over there!” The slender girl dripped as she marched off the partial deck and into the yard.

Celia slipped the hose into her backdoor, working it deep enough to stay in place without assistance. “I’m ready when you are!” She called without peering over the edge. After a slight delay, Celia felt water erupting into her ass. She groaned, trying not to give up too quickly. It was discomforting, but she was able to take it. She could see her belly puffing outward. “Okay, that’s enough!” No response came. “Jodie, stop, it’s hurting!” Again, no response came. She had taken enemas before, but the flow was much faster than she could handle.

Afraid that something might come out if she removed the hose, Celia lifted herself over the edge of the pool to see her sister pinned in the grass by one of their cousins. A sudden splash came behind her. She turned in panic to see the other cousin, Bianca, spring up beside her. The older girl grabbed her arms and locked them into a sleeper hold. “You two are pervs!”

“What are you doing? Get off of me!” Celia thrashed.
“Nope. You want to fill up, so we’ll make sure you don’t pussy out.”
Celia could see her belly pushing outward, feeling a tight pain accompanied by rolling cramps. “Quit it!”
“Don’t be a whimp!” Her attacker moved her arms down, shaking her bulging belly while keeping the girl from removing the hose.

She pushed the agonizing thoughts from her mind. She had enjoyed filling, but she felt like she might pop that day, as her tummy grew to the size of a mid-range pregnancy. Their aunt Janice always turned a blind eye to their bullying, and even that day she had ignored her loud and uncomfortable ascent to the bathroom, but now it had to stop. Learning from the internet and using their mother’s credit card, both girls created elaborate traps for their cousins. They went on a bike ride, knowing that they should keep their distance until the it had finished.

Carmen
After the long day at work, she decided to relax poolside. She went to her room to change, shedding her constricting clothing. Her large, heavy breasts hung freely as she searched the drawer for her swimsuit. She retrieved it, using effort to restrain her chest and tie it securely. She secured the bikini’s bottoms, stretching them around her curvy hips. She turned and marveled at her plump ass, smiling as she rubbed it softly. Her broad, chubby frame was well tanned, save for her minimal bikini lines. Carmen had never been small, but she always had an enticing form. She grinned as she strutted downstairs.

Passing through the kitchen, she encountered her sister, Janice. “Want to join me at the pool?”
“Shouldn’t we start making dinner?”
“Nah, they won’t be here until around seven, so we have a few hours to kill.”
“Great, let me go change.” Janice agreed eagerly, trotting upstairs.

On the pool’s deck, Carmen opened the tall closet to grab a towel, gasping as something shot toward her face. A semi-rigid rubber hose went into her open mouth with enough force to make her stumble. It swelled in her throat instantly, causing her to gag and back away. She tried to pull it free, but the inflated section was securely lodged between her tonsils. She calmed herself, realizing she was still able to breathe through her nose.

Water blasted into her throat with barely any warning, forcing her to drink for a moment before it stopped. A few seconds elapsed and the flow started again. She struggled to pace her breathing, taking quick breaths in between the drinks. The hose shook before the water came each time, preventing her from choking. The flow increased after a time, but it kept the same pace. It took a few minutes until she found a comfortable rhythm, no longer needing to focus on it entirely. She could see the tube led behind the towels and out a small opening in the cabinet. She yanked it, trying to tear the hose, but it was far too long and resilient to break. She tried to yell, but it only came out as a loud groan.

She continued gulping down the large volume of water, hoping her sister would come to help her. She knew her daughters were involved in this somehow, but she didn’t understand the purpose. She searched for the culprits, but she seemed to be alone. Carmen tugged again, but the hose only caused her discomfort as it pulled against her throat painfully. She could see her belly had puffed out notably and she wondered if there was any end to this predicament.

She grabbed the hose tightly, trying to stop the water from reaching her. She watched the bulge grow, seeing it wobble with her subtle motions. It grew twice the size of her fists, but she still kept it at bay. The hose shook violently and her grip lessened. Some water slipped past as she squeezed with all of her might. Carmen could tell the force of the water had increased again as the hose quaked. More pushed past and she foolishly moved one hand to get a better grasp. The enormous bulge opened her hands one at a time as it snaked down the tube. She panicked, whimpering as the stretched portion of hose moved closer and closer, opening her jaw wide. The pressure hurt as the huge blast of water erupted down her throat, chilling her stomach as it splashed inside of her.

Catching her breath cautiously, Carmen did not attempt to resist the next blast. She tensed as she felt it roll down her throat and collect in her full stomach. She could see her belly had swollen much more than expected. Now she appeared to be a few months pregnant, and at this rate, she would be twice as large within minutes. She searched for something to help her out of this ridiculous situation. She walked to the head of the pool, trying her method once again. She circled around the angular ladder, wrapping the long hose around the plastic and pulling it tightly with one hand. She prayed it would break, but she knew the consequences if it held. She used a finger, trying to dislodge the blockage in her mouth. She could see the water expanding in the hose as she fumbled to clear the bulbous hose.

It continued filling, growing to the size of a basketball, and she was amazed that it hadn’t popped. Everything she tried failed, causing her pain, so she tried a different route. She dug her fingernails into the stretched portion of hose, desperately trying to pop it. She had no idea why the hose was so resilient, but nothing she could do would break it. It was nearly as large as a watermelon as it gathered beside the ladder, sagging as gravity tugged it down. Frustrated, she grabbed the filled sack and twisted. This motion opened the hose enough for the water to pass. She gasped as the massive collection of fluid forced it’s way around the other end of the ladder and moved up and into her open mouth.

Carmen let out a muffled scream, before holding her breath, trying to pull away as the water spread her mouth uncomfortably. The bulge was too large, gathering upon her lips before it pushed its way inside. Her large breasts swayed, and her weighted belly threw her off balance. She held the ladder as the water pushed inside of her, inflating her like a balloon. She gracelessly fell backwards into the pool. She splashed, still swallowing the tremendous amount of water as she dipped below the surface for a moment. She pulled herself up, finally catching a breath as she inspected her body.

Her stomach was huge, appearing far larger than her pregnancy with her twin daughters. Her wider frame and larger assets matched her inflated belly. Her whole body seemed big and ungainly; her hanging breasts pulled her bikini tightly as her pronounced tummy pushed them lower. Her bottoms were hidden beneath the bulky, stretched mound of flesh in front of her. Her skin was whiter in areas that had pulled tighter and her whole body felt flush. She realized that the water had stopped, and she felt the balloon in her throat deflate. She pulled the hose free, thankful she could get a full breath once again. She walked to the stairs at the other end of the pool and carefully made her way out of the water.

The large amount of water she retained made it difficult to move. She waddled along the tile pathway, leaving a wet trail as she made her way to the house. Her stretched bikini seemed like it may snap at any moment, but balancing her hefty frame took all of her attention. Her full belly swayed as she scooted along, stumbling through the door and into the kitchen, supporting herself on the walls and doorways.

Janice
Thankful for the unexpected free time, Janice slipped into her blue and teal, strapless bikini. She had a reasonably trim body, in spite of her age and children, and she always enjoyed flaunting it. Her tits weren’t as big as her sisters, but she had an ample set. Her ass was smaller too, but it had a nice apple shape that her husband went wild for. She always knew how to please him, and he always knew how to pamper her. She missed him when he was away for the winter months, though, and that’s why they stayed with her sisters family.

She was on her way downstairs when she heard people yelling. She decided to investigate, as all of the girls were supposed to be out of the house. She could hear voices coming from the bathroom. She opened the unlocked door and pushed inside. “You girls lied to me-“ She cut herself short, as the talking abruptly stopped. No one was in the master bathroom, but the hot tub was uncovered for some reason. She walked closer, finding a tape recorder on the counter. “Celia! I don’t know what this is, but you are supposed-“ She stopped herself again, seeing a note on the standing closet against the wall.

She was hesitant to open it, as the note instructed, but curiosity won. She barely pulled it open when she heard a loud hiss. A large, rubber ball hit her in the chest, causing her to stumble backwards and fall into the open Jacuzzi. Water splashed high as she took the plunge. Her head and butt hit the bottom, but there was some form of padding that absorbed the fall. The hot tub was larger and deeper than normal, so she had to nearly swim to reach the closest seat. She sat, collecting her thoughts, as she felt something pointed pressing upward against her bikini bottoms.

The pressure built as the nozzle with a rounded, rigid end pushed in between her cheeks. She shifted to alleviate the pain, unintentionally allowing the object to slip deeper. It forced her bikini bottoms into her spread rump and before she could move away, she felt a sudden twinge of pain as the nozzle puffed outward. The widened object unleashed a blast of water as she sat, unable to pull away. The water was forceful, but the bikini bottoms repelled a good amount of it.

She pulled up, but it was lodged deeply, causing her to grunt with pain. The fixed nozzle continued to blast water against her swimsuit and she felt more and more water getting past. She was horrified to feel the ties on her bikini bottoms loosening as the water pushed upon them from the inside. She shot a hand beneath the fizzy water, but she mistakenly pulled one side loose. She felt the flow in her ass increase and then it became unbearably strong. She realized that her bottoms were being pushed inside her. Janice tugged on the other sides strings, but they unfurled and with the next blast they slipped up her butt. She put her hands on her knees as she wailed, forced to sit in the Jacuzzi and take the massive enema. She yelled for help, but she doubted Carmen would hear her.

Her once trim stomach puffed out from beneath the waves. She leaned back carefully, feeling a little less discomfort as she spread her legs, allowing the inflated nozzle to move slightly deeper. She put her hands upon her belly, feeling it tremble as the water erupted inside of her. She was desperate, hoping something would stop the agony. Some bubbles tickled her down below, giving her the idea to touch herself. She moved a hand below her expansive belly, pressing against her exposed privates. Seeing no one else, she rubbed her clit, shamefully attempting to reduce the pain.

“Oh no, oh shit!” She stroked herself wildly, surprised by her immediate orgasm. “Oh god, oh god!” Janice gasped, trembling with delight as the flow continued. The euphoria quickly passed and left her feeling sore and agitated. “Celia, get out here right now and stop this!” No response came and the unrelenting blast caused her to call for help once again. She crumpled forward, knowing that no one would save her. “Jesus, I might die like this!” Wrapping her arms around her distended belly, she cursed to the empty room.

Without warning, the water clicked off and she was able to move off of the seat. She was stunned to feel the inflated plug still remained in her ass. She stood and carried her full stomach, exiting the abruptly calm hot tub. Her stomach drooped to her knees, rocking with each step. She was nearly in tears as she looked into a nearby mirror. Her sleek frame now looked puffy and fat. Her huge stomach dominating the view, as it had far surpassed the size of her full term pregnancies. She was barely able to move as she fought to stabilize herself upon the bathroom counter. She wanted so badly to expel the water and try to save her fit body, but she was forced to retain the unrealistic enema. She was disgusted by how she was sweating. Her dripping bikini top held her tits snugly as it stretched tighter over her voluminous midsection.

In the mirror she looked so unappealing, wearing only a strapless top and awkwardly holding her overfilled belly. She realized she needed help to remove the plug in her ass. To preserve some of her dignity, she found another bikini in the hall closet. She slid up the tight bottoms, slowly moving them into place. They belonged to her smaller daughter, so she struggled, but they finally went on, barely fitting over the obstruction sticking out from between her cheeks. The bright red bottoms didn’t match, but she didn’t have the time, or the resolve, to change her top.

She swallowed her pride and descended the stairs with care. Her strapless top constantly shifting as her belly pulled it lower. She had to move it back into place after two or three steps, again and again. She stomped into the kitchen, feeling cramping in her midsection. She was stunned to see her similarly inflated sister. Carmen held her stomach as she leaned upon the counter. She looked up, trying to mask her torment.

“They got us both.”
“Who?” Janice asked, already expecting the answer.
“I know Celia and Jodie had something to do with this!” She tensed as a cramp came and went. “I had a hose go down my throat! I nearly drowned! Did the same thing happen to you?”
“Uh, close.” Janice shuffled to the counter, leaning heavily upon a nearby stool.
“What happened to your swimsuit?” She noticed the differing colors.
“It… It forced it in.” Carmen’s confused silence goaded her on. “It pushed my bikini into me and I got another pair before I came down.” She felt humiliated.
“Your bottoms are… in you?” Carmen could see the outline of the butt plug lodged in her backside. “What is that?”
She sighed, “Just help me get this out!”
“No, gross! You’ll make a mess!”
“I can’t just leave it in!” She was becoming agitated.
“I know, but you have to go to the bathroom! Don’t take it out in the kitchen!”
Janice huffed, supporting herself as she moved to the hallway. “Why would they do this to us?” She grunted as a pain ran through her inflated body. “Will you help me, please?” Both women breathed heavily as they contemplated how to remove the object.

Bianca and Cherie
The group pulled up to their aunt’s house. She was thankful that her cousin’s bikes weren’t in sight. Bianca led her sister and their boy-toys inside. Only her aunt’s car was in the driveway, which meant her mother was probably at the store. “Keep quiet and stay behind us.” She had to be careful; sneaking boys up to their room was a common practice, but getting caught meant they couldn’t go out for a week or two. She opened the door and called out. She turned the corner, shocked by the sight.

Her mother and aunt stood in the kitchen – inflated and wearing wet, tight bikinis, all of them speechless. Bianca finally found her voice. “Wha-what happened?” She noticed her mother was wearing her swimsuit bottoms. “Isn’t that mine?”
“You brought boys home?” Janice fumed in spite of her situation. “Remember what I said after I caught you fucking that last kid?!”
“What is going on?” She could only question, unfazed by her mother’s ire.
“Do you know anything about this?” Carmen moved around the counter, exposing her weighted frame, her huge, round, and firm belly bouncing as she walked. “A hose popped out and forced me to drink water! The trap was in the towel closet by the pool!”
“You’re huge!” Cherie blurted out to her aunt.
“I don’t think you were that big when you were pregnant!” Bianca added insult to injury. “How are you two able to hold all of that?”
Carmen suppressed a smile in spite of her situation. “She’s got help.”
Janice turned red with embarrassment as she shot an angry stare to her sister.

The confused group turned as the front door flew open. Celia and Jodie came to a sudden stop, their eyes wide. Celia frowned with guilt. “Shit.”
“Why did you do this to us?!” Janice screeched.
Jodie shrugged. “It was meant for those two.” She pointed to her cousins.
“You two are in so much trouble.” Carmen spoke with venom. The boys that accompanied them stood with their mouths hanging. “Get them out of here now!”

Bianca remained as her sister led them outside. “We were just-“
“Save it, I’m not in the mood!” Janice lumbered forward pointing at her daughter. “You are grounded for-“ She stumbled, rocking backwards as she went down clumsily, landing hard upon on her butt. She whined as the toy pushed deeper into her ass. She laid back upon the tiled floor, hitting it with her open hands and grunting in pain. Bianca rushed to assist her hurting mother, and with Cherie’s assistance, they got her standing again.

The sharp pains evened into a dull ache as Janice stood in her tight, mismatched bikini. “After I get this thing out of my butt and get all this water out we are going to punish you four severely.” She looked to Carmen and they both waddled around the counter.

“What did I do?!” Bianca balked.
“Clearly these traps were meant for you, meaning you antagonized them in some way. I know how it works.” Her full mother took slow, calculated steps down the hallway. Carmen followed with less care and more urgency, suddenly realizing how badly she needed to pee. She pushed against her sister, both of them cramming into the hallway. Both women became stuck for a moment, mashed into the limited space with their stomachs pushing together. Carmen finally bullied her way past, rushing ahead as her sister followed more carefully.

“You little shits; you got us all in trouble.” Bianca growled.
“You were supposed to be pumped full instead, you might have like it!” Jodie smirked.
“I’m not a freak like you.” She shoved her cousin, “We’re all in trouble, but you’re the dummies that filled your mom with some stupid trap.”
“Our designs aren’t stupid. We create things and don’t go out looking for some quick lay like you idiots do. You’re just jealous that we’re smarter than you!”

Bianca set her jaw angrily and Cherie’s eyes narrowed. They chased Jodie and Celia into the basement, cornering their cousins in the utility room. “You stupid bitches.” She noticed something in her hand, looking up just in time to see a heavy net drop upon them. The four corners snapped to the floor before pulling in different directions, pushing them both prone with Cherie on top.

“How the hell?” Bianca squirmed, facing upward.

“We were saving this for the next time you messed with us, but we’ll have to come up with something else, I guess.” Jodie knelt down with a wide grin. “There are strong magnets under the floor that are attached to tracks. We’re smarter than you think!” She patted Cherie’s ass, using a pair of scissors from the nearby shelf to cut her leggings open around her ass. She knelt again, whispering to them. “Payback is a bitch.”

Bianca and Cherie struggled, pinned face to face, as Celia connected a hose to the utility sink. Jodie spread the top girl’s ass as Celia licked her finger and prepared her. She pushed the hose in and soon the fight left Cherie, as she knew what was about to come. Bianca continued to thrash as the others stepped back and turned on the water. The hose trembled as Cherie whimpered. Both slender girls could feel the pressure between them. Cherie’s legs were closed, and Bianca’s were spread, their privates separated only by minimal clothing.

They were completely helpless as the water flowed into Cherie. Soon her stomach pushed outward, lifting her uncomfortably and mashing her sister. She thrust against her sister’s open crotch subtly as she groaned, unable to talk as she endured her very first high volume enema.

“Ugh, quit humping me, you freak!” Bianca called out. She turned to her cousins. “You better knock this off right now or-“
“I don’t think you’re in a position to bargain!” Jodie yanked the running hose from Cherie’s butt and jammed it into Bianca’s spread ass. She yelped as the hose pushed in the fabric of her cinch pants, lubricated only with the flowing water. She bucked as the high water flow pushed through the thin fabric. Bianca gasped and sputtered as she tried desperately to evade the sensation. She was not nearly as accepting as her sister, complaining loudly as the water poured into her.

“Holy shit, stop! Stop! I can’t!” Her stomach swelled, pushing her sister higher as the mounds of flesh expanded between them, their shirts pushing higher and their pants lower. They locked hands as she grumbled. Cherie was breathing heavily as she moved her hips faster, dry humping her struggling sister. Bianca was in agony, ignoring her sister’s subdued orgasm.

“You going to mess with us again?”
“Screw you!” Bianca clenched her teeth.
“Want us to pull that hose out and make you drink from it? It’s still warm from your asses!”
The net was pulling tightly, looking as if it may break at any moment. “Fine. You win!”
Celia took the remote and hit a button, releasing the magnets. The net went slack, hanging over the expanded girls. Cherie rolled aside after a moment, bringing the net with her. She lay beside her sister, both of them having immense bellies that rose high into the air. Celia stopped the water flow as Jodie pulled the hose out.

Bianca rolled over, sending buttons from her blouse flying as she moved, hurriedly crawling past them on her hands and knees. She begged for help as she made her way to the basement’s bathroom. Nobody helped as she moved around the corner.

They turned back to Cherie, rubbing her mountainous belly. “Aren’t you in a hurry to empty?”
Her eyes were closed as she lay there. “It hurts, but I kind of enjoy it at the same time.” She sat up with effort, squishing her belly against her legs and giving an angry scowl. “But if you tell anyone I don’t care how smart you are, I will make things very unpleasant for you both!”
Jodie grinned. “Fine. Our little secret.” They helped her to stand, rubbing her exposed belly as they walked. “You took a lot more than she did.”

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