The Passenger

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Thousands of people went about their daily lives as the morning sun arose, peeking between the skyscrapers. She passed along the crowded sidewalk, sipping her cappuccino on the way to work. She reached into her purse, checking for her ID badge. Waiting for a crosswalk light to change, she adjusted her bra strap and tucked her gray blouse into her black and white skirt. She continued on, mentally planning her itinerary for the day.

Something caught her eye, and she paused mid stride. A low, pained noise came from behind some garbage cans. She entered the alleyway, approaching cautiously, raising her head high to find the source of the hurt animal. She jumped as the creature scampered back into a corner. The strange pink creature’s body trembled as it let out another low cry. She felt an odd compulsion to approach, and when she was within reaching distance the creature bolted beneath her legs.

She dropped her beverage, standing silently horrified as the soft creature rubbed feelers gently along her ankles. Its skin was cool and malleable, touching carefully along her legs as she stood, planning what to do. She was about to run when she felt a sense of calm wash over her. Companion. The thought formed in her mind somehow. Her fear lessened as the alien creature crawled up her toned legs. It moved higher, making her gasp as it passed over her underwear.

Another sense of calm came before it continued upward. “What are you doing?” She asked aloud. The creature was on her lower back, beneath her waistband as more thoughts came. Mate. Love? It wasn’t speaking, but she knew what it meant. The creature grew longer, stretching feelers up along her spine and two others around her hips and into her panties. The upper tendrils went below her arms, beneath her bra, and up to her nipples. The lower two curved upward, slipping into her vagina from both sides.

Lastly, she felt another tendril move down and into her ass. This one was larger and wet, opening her easily with its tapered tip. It parted her firmly, making her lean against a wall as it pushed deeper and deeper into her bowels. She grimaced as it snaked a path all the way up to her stomach. Finally it stopped. She felt violated, but it didn’t bother her as much as expected. She adjusted her clothing and continued on her way.

I have a monster attached to me! She thought with increasing unease. Why am I okay with this?
It responded to her thoughts. No pain. I will help you. Must eat first. The thoughts coalesced in her mind, easing her panic. She diverted into a restaurant, buying three smaller breakfast sandwiches. She devoured them, enjoying the flavor more than any food she could recall. Each bite tastes fantastic! She savored the last piece, sad that it was gone. I enhance thoughts. I can adapt. Eat more.

She didn’t have too much extra time, but she found another fast-food establishment and bought an assortment of cheaper foods. She adored every moment of that feast, hurriedly wolfing it down as she sat at a corner table. She was so enthralled that she lost track of time. She ate the last few items on the go, shoving the food in her mouth as she trotted to her workplace. People gave some disgusted glances, but she didn’t care. She wiped her hands and face, composing herself before she took the elevator. She checked in and quietly found her cubicle.

“13 minutes late. I could fire you right now, Hilary.” Her supervisor leered.
“But you won’t.”
The man sighed. “Of course not. Just be ready to speak in 17 minutes. The investors are already showing up.”
“I thought that was at 2!”
“Didn’t you see the e-mail? They rescheduled a week ago. Just get your shit together, Hilary. We need someone to invest or I don’t know how much longer I can let your… liberal work ethic slide.”

Her boss scoffed as she turned away. I’m screwed! I don’t even have the paperwork together! She scrambled to find the binder on the pills she was trying to speak about. She felt a sudden calmness come over her. I can assist. She opened her bottom desk drawer and pulled the nondescript binder from the bottom of the stack. She knew very little about the drug she was going to speak about, but she was pretty good with last minute prep work.

She skimmed through the pitch, making note of how this newer diabetes drug was supposed to be easier on your system than most of the common alternatives. She found most of the important information before hunger pulled her away. She only had about 5 minutes left, so she trotted to the empty break room and pilfered a few co-worker’s lunches from the refrigerator. She hastily downed a couple of sandwiches and large bowl of cold soup. It tasted wonderful and she was sad to see she only had a minute left. She wiped her mouth and trotted to the meeting room.

Inside, there were six people awaiting her arrival. The dour businessmen and women watched her quietly as she entered and began the pitch. She recalled the details more easily than before, surely with the assistance of the attached alien.

“It was recently approved by the FDA and is slated for release in two years. It is a milder diabetes medication with side effects of weight gain, upset stomach, and bloating. It is effective in spite of the minimal risks and…” Words left her as she felt a bulge pressing between her legs. She tried to hide her urgency as she opened her stance, allowing an ovipositor to wriggle inside her open vagina. A large egg slipped inside, opening her painfully wide before snaking up her vagina. She leaned against the desk as another moved into place.

The people stared with subtle confusion as she took more eggs, one after the other. Hilary stumbled through her presentation, finally able to continue with her pitch. “This drug can work wonders for people who were unable to tolerate the current medications and it… shows… promise on reducing reliance on the drug after a few years of use.” She groaned, feeling numerous eggs jostling inside of her belly. She was horrified as she glanced down, seeing her shirt had come untucked due to her now rounded potbelly. A bulge formed as another egg moved inside, but only a tiny portion of her midriff was visible above her waistband. The others said nothing, clearly waiting for someone else to acknowledge it.

“How much will it cost?” One woman asked, clearly oblivious to the strange growth in Hilary’s belly.
“Uh, it hasn’t been determined, but they aim for competitive pricing.”
“Do they have a distributor?”
“They have a few options lined up, b-but…” The eggs continued, distracting her entirely. She couldn’t resist grabbing her filling belly as she gave a pained groan. Her stomach moved as the eggs forced their way higher. She felt tightness as she leaned down upon the large table with something building inside her. Gritting her teeth, she felt a sharp pain as the objects fought to move deeper. She gasped as an egg slipped into her womb, feeling a sudden disconnect as others rolled in behind it.

“Okay, what is happening?” Another man gestured to her exposed tummy. “Are you okay?”
“Oh-of… Of course.” Hilary stuttered. “I just… I must…” She looked down with obvious concern as she lifted her shirt. People gasped as she showed her bulging, bumpy belly. It was bigger than she realized and it moved as they watched, continuing to fill with the creature’s eggs. She appeared to be in the middle of a pregnancy, but thankfully the creature attached to her was hidden from their view.

“Wait, did you take the drug? Is that why… this is happening?” One of them asked.
“What?”
“Are those the side effects you mentioned?” The man looked appalled. “Those are pretty severe!”
“Ugh, uh… Yeah, I used them because I am… diabetic.” She lied. “This hasn’t happened before.”
“Jesus! How is this drug mild?”
“I swear, this is a fluke.” She tried to save face. “Don’t let this factor into your decision…”
“You should go to a doctor!”

A sudden thought came to mind. Unable to hide her belly, she held up a finger and waddled out of the conference room. She found another binder in her desk and brought it back to the confused men and women. She flipped it open, grimacing as she spoke. “This is Glucocynil: a drug being developed alongside the one I’m taking. It is further along and will be produced this year. It’s more expensive, but the side effects are nothing like this…” She grunted and buckled, feeling more and more eggs pushing inside her womb. Her belly was almost entirely full, jutting ahead with notable bumps throughout.

“I…” She shook her head, breathing laboriously. “I am going to the doctor.” She left the investors as she pushed through the door, shuffling down the hallway. She took the elevator, feeling the ovipositor withdraw as she waited. She squeezed her legs together, attempting to retain the large amount of eggs in her vagina.

Hilary rushed into the single person bathroom and immediately felt her panties fill with baseball sized eggs. She moved her garment aside, forcefully ejected eggs onto the ground. They came out quickly and she couldn’t hold back, pushing countless alien eggs onto the tile floor. They piled up, rolling aside as more and more came. None of them broke, she noticed, and she felt sudden guilt as she stared at the wet pile of unborn offspring. They require warmth to survive. She tried to think of a solution.
 
Back inside? She responded to the alien mentally.
No. Need space for more. 

She felt the ovipositor slip back into place in her sore vagina. She still retained some eggs, but her stomach had flattened almost back to normal. She stepped to the mirror to freshen up. She wiped away some smudged mascara, adjusting her bra to keep the minor bulges from the feelers hidden. “You can fix this. You just have to say it was something you ate… They’re more likely to believe that then the truth!” She spoke to herself as she glanced back to the piled eggs. She brushed her platinum blonde hair back, scrutinizing her face in the mirror. Her high-peaked eyebrows drew attention from her prominent nose to her radiant eyes. Her dimpled smile showed as she built her confidence. Care for them.

She turned back to the eggs with a fresh idea in her mind. She emptied the garbage bag by the sink, glad it was only filled with used paper towels. She shoveled the eggs into the sack, carrying it past the front desk. She walked with purpose, avoiding eye contact as she got back into the elevator and chose the highest floor. She had to use the stairs to get roof access, knowing no one would bother the eggs as they warmed in the sun. She spread them out before returning to her office. Moving past the clear conference room window, she cautiously moved to her desk.

Her supervisor appeared atop her cubicle wall. “I don’t know what you did, Hilary, but they all signed for Glucocynil.” The man laughed. “I mean, no one bought the new drug, but this stuff will make us twice as much. Don’t know how you sold it, but nice job!” The man slapped the flimsy wall before stepping away. The familiar hunger returned and she ignored it for a time, focusing on paperwork and client calls for an hour or so.

We need food. “You have to wait!” She whispered with urgency. “I have my own life to live!” We need to eat. Our time together is limited. Hilary felt relief that the creature would be gone soon. She conceded, telling her supervisor she was going to an early lunch.

She decided to try a different approach. The buffet opened recently and the customers were just starting to flow in. She found a secluded seat and told the waitress her a drink order. Hilary grabbed two plates, stacking a large amount of various foods upon each. Returning, she quickly cleaned the generous helpings before heading back for more. She learned to pack the food together, making dense piles of pastas, vegetables, and fried foods. No one seemed to pay attention as she ate hastily, demolishing the platefuls easily.

She was on the eighth plate when people started to take notice. Quick glances came as the restaurant filled. She also noticed a tightness in her midsection. She raised her untucked blouse to see a large belly had formed. A server brought her yet another beverage, saying nothing as she took the stack of empty dishes. “I’m huge! Why don’t I feel full?” She asked the attached creature once the woman was gone.

More energy is needed for the next spawn. Keep eating. She sighed, venturing to the buffet yet again. She took six large patties of boneless fried chicken, eight crisscrossed egg rolls, half a plate of piled macaroni and cheese, and a heaping bowl of chili. She carried the stack of plates carefully past the gawking patrons, arranging them upon the table. Having emptied her drink again, the waitress had quietly placed a pitcher of soda upon the table for her.

Hilary gulped down the entire pitcher within a minute. She set to work, munching down the bulk foods. She was sweating as she pushed the remainder of the egg rolls into her mouth, chewing it minimally before swallowing. Her clothes pulled tight upon her massive belly. She was far bigger than before, but she still felt hungry.

Again she went to gather more food, but this time lines had formed. The staff was struggling to keep up and she decided to hit up the dessert table. She took a nearly full pan of chocolate cake, seeing no one nearby to oppose her. She brought it to the ice cream machine and covered the baked dish in soft serve. The vanilla ice cream was wound high and she added piles of sprinkles and chocolate chips on top. Some people scowled, while others saw her full belly and accepted that she was eating for two.

At the table, she noticed her waitress talking to two other women, pointing at her subtly before smiling. Hilary ignored them, taking hefty spoonfuls of the sugary concoction. The entire meal was euphoric, and every bite tasted like the best thing she had ever eaten. By the end she didn’t feel full, but she knew she had to stop. An audience was watching her now and her belly was hanging heavily over her thighs. She got up, attempting to cover her exposed belly, but her clothing was far too tight. Even her chest was pulling her blouse to the limit, but her nipples were hidden under the creature’s feelers.

She waddled to the door, walking with slow, lumbering steps. She had a reasonably long walk ahead and she was in no state to continue. She raised an arm to summon a taxi, feeling a breeze upon her warm, uncovered belly. In less than a minute she had a ride. She clumsily crawled into the back seat, her expanded stomach rubbing against the seat in front of her. She gave the driver her home address as she called in to work. The receptionist directed her call to her supervisor.

“Hilary, Mr. Mazzeo wants to meet with you!”
“I-I’m sorry, but I can’t make it back… I’m not feeling well.”
“No, you can’t stand him up. He’s my boss’ boss, Hilary. You have to meet with him before he flies out of the state tomorrow.”
“I don’t… want to get him sick or something.”
“Then don’t cough on him! He asked for you specifically and if you don’t meet with him then I’ll give you form duty for the next two months.”

She paused, knowing how tedious it would be to check and correct minor errors on insurance forms. “Okay, okay, I’ll go.” She got the address and redirected the cab driver. I can’t go in looking like this and I won’t have any place to lay the eggs – help me! She shouted mentally. It cannot be rushed. You must explain somehow. This will be our last brood. She felt calmer, but still nervous about how to explain her predicament to the man who ran their entire building.

She paid her fare and started the long trek up the winding driveway. Her belly swayed, shifting her skirt side to side. Sweat showed through her blouse and hair stuck to her neck in the afternoon sun. She huffed as her shaky legs carried her to the elegant household. Hitting the doorbell, she was greeted by a voice. After getting her name, the older man directed her inside.

The man with peppered hair maintained eye contact, avoiding her girth. “Glad to meet you Ms. Weber, you can call me Evan.”
She blushed, winded from the walk. “Good to meet you too.”

The house was very clean and well furnished. He had numerous closed files sitting upon the coffee table as they came into the living room. He directed her to sit upon the spacious sectional sofa as he sat on the opposite end. She had to sit with her legs apart, but thankfully her stomach covered her privates.

“So, straight to business. I heard you found a great number of investors for one of our superfluous drugs. It was so overpriced that it was just there to drive up the sales of cheaper products, but you sold it en masse. Can I ask how you did it?”
“Uh, I just gave the pitch for another drug and then told them the side effects. They decided for that one instead.”

His eyes drifted downward along her enlarged body. “I was told you puffed up like a balloon. Are you okay? Was this a side effect of that drug?” He showed care.
“No, no, I’ll be fine. It was an unrelated allergy, but I’ll be fine.” She wiped the sweat from her forehead. “It’s a very… unique allergy, but it’s not dangerous, only inconvenient.”
“Well, I don’t want you to have any problems, so please let me know if I can help your situation somehow.” He nodded, accepting her silence. “Well, you used your problem creatively and I’d like to offer you a training position. Once a month I’d like you to coach our other sales reps.”
Hilary was stunned. “I don’t know if I really should.”
“You are being modest. It isn’t only this case I’m looking at. You have a solid track record and you could boss your boss around.” He smiled. “I didn’t choose you on a whim, today was simply a push in the right direction.”
“Yes… yes!” She nodded excitedly. A sudden cramp stole her glee. The man noticed, leaning forward to offer aide. “I’ll be okay, it’s just my allergy. May I use the bathroom?”

Mr. Mazzeo directed her down the hall and helped her to stand. She set out alone, supporting herself along the wall as she held her stomach, feeling a building tightness. More eggs are coming! Gathering her willpower, she shuffled into the bathroom and locked the door. The pain built, growing almost unbearable as she bent down with her hands upon her knees. She let out short, quick breaths as she pushed hard, trying to force the blockage lower. Her pussy was dripping wet as she tried again and again, feeling it shift slightly lower each time.

The largest section of the object was passing. She grit her teeth as she watched herself in the mirror. Her stomach was massive, dominating her smaller frame. She tried to shift her skirt lower to accommodate her growth, but it was pulled so tight that it snapped. The garment launched to the floor, exposing the growing creature upon her back. She was shocked to see it swelling up, pulling her blouse and panties tight.

Finally the egg pushed past her opening, but to her horror she hadn’t noticed it was going upward. The eggs aren’t coming out – they’re going in! She balled her fists as she grunted quietly, taking another oversized egg into her vagina. The discomfort passed momentarily before another pushed it against her sore opening. Again she spread for the object, feeling excruciating agony as the first egg forced its way into her womb.

Hilary squatted, whimpering as the unbearable tightness built. She was in tears as it finally slipped past the widest section. One of the giant eggs was now nestled inside her womb and another was pushing in to join it. More followed as well, as the unhindered creature puffed out behind her. It was ingesting all of the food she had in her stomach and giving eggs in return. She was on her knees now, unable to move as egg after egg rammed inside her. Her stomach bulged unevenly as she endured the punishment. She felt seven or eight pomegranate sized eggs inside her when the insertions stopped. Her vagina was packed full and she felt a warmth just inside her entrance.

Aching, she finally took a moment to open her eyes. Her stomach was slightly smaller, but her attention was drawn by the immensely swollen creature upon her back. In her ordeal she didn’t notice that the alien had collected the food, preparing to create more offspring.

“No more can fit, please stop!” In response, the feelers in her pussy slipped out and worked their way into her ass, opening it wide. The larger limb pulled out as an ovipositor moved to replace it. Without warning she felt something spreading her ass. She got to her feet, pacing as she fought to endure the insertion. The pressure built until it popped inside. To her amazement she felt others follow it in. She took three eggs right after the other and another four in rapid succession.

She felt her ass close as the creature soothed her mind. Her soreness faded and her shock disappeared as a warm goo pushed just inside her backdoor. She stroked her full belly, as it was even larger than before. She smiled as she felt the bumps beneath her velvety skin. She felt happiness wash over her as she looked at her reflection with a broad smile. Her blouse was sitting atop her belly as she turned to marvel at her body’s resilience. Her panties were pushed low, dampened with her own juices.

Oh no! Her concern returned in an instant. How can I explain my way out of this? She found her skirt, seeing that it was ripped apart. I’m screwed! She put a hand on her forehead. And why aren’t they coming out? They need to incubate. Not for long. Its words frustrated her. You don’t understand, I can’t let him see me like this! She slipped her wet panties to the floor, attempting to slip a finger into her lower entrance. A thick, sticky substance was holding the eggs in for now and no matter how hard she tried the eggs stayed in place.

A knock came. “Are you okay? Should I call for help?”
“I’m fine!” She thought for a moment. “This is embarrassing, but do you have some sweatpants I could borrow?”
“Sure, let me grab you something!” The man spoke through the door. A knock came a few minutes later. She peeked through the door to accept the garment. “Sorry, but the best thing I could find is what my ex-wife left here.”

Hilary thanked him as she closed the door and put on the tight-fitting yoga pants. They would have been comfortable normally, but now they sat well beneath her rounded stomach. She used the mirror to hide the alien’s attached body, thankful that her ample midsection covered her camel toe. Her ass was quite defined through the stretched black pants, but it was better than being fully nude. She discarded her broken skirt and soiled underwear before heading out to face her boss.

“Oh, I’m sorry they don’t fit more loosely, can I get you something else for your trip home? Could I get you a ride?”
“No, thank you, I will be okay like this. I appreciate the help.”
His concern was visible as she walked clumsily to the front door. “What kind of allergy do you have? Are you sure you’ll be okay like this?”
He’s a perfect gentleman. “Seriously, I’ll be okay. This only happens when I get a spider bite.” She lied. “I’ll be normal again in the next few days.”

Mr. Mazzeo finally seemed to relax. He said his goodbye and gave her his personal number to discuss her promotion in the upcoming days. She managed her added weight, walking almost normally down the curving driveway. At the entrance, she waved another cab. She wanted to head home, but the creature’s thoughts directed her back to work. Return to the spawning site. Collect our offspring.

The driver glanced back, asking her about her supposed pregnancy. She wove a tale as she rubbed her partially exposed belly, noticing the aches and pains were almost gone completely. She could feel the eggs move as they hit bumps and her size made it awkward to sit comfortably, but the trip didn’t take long. She tipped the driver, realizing she was completely out of cash.

Entering the building, the receptionist’s eyes doubled in size as she paused her phone call. Her mouth hung as Hilary lumbered past with a carefree wave. She made her way to the elevator and up to the roof access. The eggs were hatched and hundreds of slimy pink creatures writhed in a mass.

Suddenly Hilary felt a tendril push against her ass and then her pussy, opening the blockage in both paths. She felt sick for a moment before the enormous eggs inside her started sliding out. One by one, she felt the warm eggs collecting in her leggings. She felt some moving down against her legs while others bulged straight behind her. She pushed again and again, but her leggings were too tight and too full. She peeled the pants off, relieved as the last few eggs slid out of her sore openings. They slapped upon the tarred rooftop, collecting in a pile beneath her. The creature finally detached from her and jumped beside the egg pile.

Tired, she sat bare bottomed upon the cooling rooftop. With her pants around her ankles and her stomach almost normal again, she thought the ordeal was finally over. Then she noticed the mass of tiny, spider-like creatures moving her way. No longer in direct sunlight, the creatures gravitated towards her body heat. She held her breath and went still as the small aliens moved between her legs and passed into her pussy. They tickled her, causing excitement to build as they gathered inside.

Against her better judgement, Hilary spread herself, allowing them to enter more quickly. She moaned as she felt them invading her innermost regions. She was trembling as they pushed in, watching her belly vibrating. Breathing quickly, she took no longer than a minute to find orgasm. They continued to enter and she noticed the larger eggs were beginning to twitch. A bright pink tendril broke through the shell, as another did soon after. The remaining smaller creatures crawled into her lower opening as she watched her bulging belly move and shift, appearing to hold a mid-term pregnancy.

The eggs were hatching now, revealing larger creatures that shared the appearance of her mate. The aliens moved to her slowly, crawling up her body and resting upon her legs and shoulders. Two opened her blouse, causing buttons to pop free before they attached to her breasts, sucking on them roughly. It felt like a hands working her tits, trying to draw milk from them. She sat for a long while, content with the animals nestling in and upon her. The two released and moved aside, allowing two others to latch on. She noticed a trickle of milk, realizing they were feeding. It must have been working my breasts that whole time – I barely felt it.

The roof access door creaked open. The receptionist peeked out, gasping with surprise at the scene. Hilary was sitting against a wall, sweating as she gave a tired smile. With her blouse open and her pants pulled low, her stomach writhed as the occupants moved. While alien creatures waited their turn to feed from her swollen chest she leaned back, accepting her situation.

The small-framed teenaged girl froze in fear as the eldest alien shot at her. It skittered along the ground and slithered up her back, disappearing beneath her clothes. The girl’s worried expression calmed. Her tight fitting blouse bulged slightly as the feelers moved beneath her bra. The woman’s eyes darted around before she stepped back inside.

Hilary waited for all of her offspring to feed before she got up. She thought for a moment, pondering how to get home without incident. She bent forward and spread her ass. “Hide in here.” Uncertain if they understood, Hilary pointed at one. The creature jumped to her leg and scampered up onto her rump, pushing its slimy body into her ass. She huffed as it parted her, glad that she was already loose from the eggs.

The others didn’t wait for a signal, clambering up her legs and into her butt, one after the other. She enjoyed the feeling, moaning as the last few worked their way in. The final creature barely fit, having to shift around inside her, pulling her asshole wide as the others pushed farther ahead. Her stomach was slightly smaller than before, but she was still very pregnant with ill-fitting clothing. She pulled her leggings up and used the remaining buttons on her blouse. She went inside and made her way downstairs, hearing some clanking dishes in the building’s cafeteria.

Everyone else was gone for the night except the receptionist. She found the petite girl devouring heaping spoonfuls of cold mashed potatoes. The girl was startled by her presence, but she quickly resumed her consumption. The leggy brunette skirt was tightening and her cream-colored shirt was rolled up above her growing belly. Her dusky eyes and broad smile showed she was loving every second of her improvised meal.

“Jodie?” Hailey read her name tag. “I’ve been through this.”
“What will I do when they see the tapes?” She spoke nervously as she swallowed, pointing to the security cameras.
“Do you have any money on you?”
She scraped the bottom of the disposable platter. “Yeah, I have sixty dollars.”
“Just leave that when we finish.” She opened a cooler door and retrieved a large bowl of vanilla pudding. “That should be plenty to cover what you’re eating and they only check the tapes when required.

Jodie trotted to the front desk and came back with cash, setting it visibly beneath a salt shaker on the counter. She came back with excitement in her eyes as she licked her lips. Directing her to lie upon the dining table, Hilary inserted a wide-stemmed funnel into her mouth, directing her to hold it.

She tipped the giant bowl of pudding, watching the thick substance roll into the collection area. Jodie gulped it down hungrily, sucking it down within a minute. She asked for more, so Hilary found some chili to feed her. The girl’s belly was expanding, growing full and tight on her slim frame. The girl moaned as she drank the copious amount of food, swallowing it as quickly as possible.

Once finished, she finally removed the funnel, knowing her body was at its limit. Her exposed belly appeared much grander as she sat up, squishing against her thighs. Her tight clothing gripped her frame as she slid off the table.

She held her stomach, shaking it as she grinned. “I’m huge!” Her eyes went to Hilary’s stomach. “What’s happening to us?”
“We’re being used by some sort of… alien thing.” Hilary rubbed the girl’s firm belly.
“My parents are going to kill me!” She spoke with sudden concern. “How do I explain this?”
“Stay at my place tonight. Tell them you’re with a friend.” She took the girl’s hand calmly. “We’re parents now.”

Gaiana the Burdened

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“Today I shall tell a story that few know and even fewer will repeat. I shall recount the tale of Gaiana the Burdened.” Commoners gathered around the simple-robed man. “Some think women are not meant for battle, being the fairer sex, but Gaiana was a woman who rallied a band of women to bring down a fabled elemental giant!” Gasps erupted from the crowd. “Everyone knows of the four elemental giants that roamed the world, destroying villages all along the countryside. This story, however, tells of a cunning, faithful woman who turned the tides!” The man sniggered before continuing his recollection.

“They’re all gone! I saw it with my own eyes!” A warrior warned the gathered townsfolk. The massive water elemental was approaching in the distance, lumbering toward their town. “We must run!”
“No, I have encountered this monster before!” The dusky eyed woman declared. Other women of the village turned with hopeful eyes. “Our husbands are gone, so it is our burden to protect our village! All capable women shall gather arms and meet me to the North. We shall venture into the open field to battle this monster!”
“What chance do we have against such a colossus?”
“We have the god’s favor on our side.” She spoke with such confidence.

The women gathered at the edge of town. Only a handful were able, or willing, to fight. “I am Gaiana and I will say that armor is not required for this battle. In fact, I ask you to shed your clothes entirely.” She slid her toga strap aside and allowed it to fall into the grass. Her body was toned and muscular, with a lighter, untanned region around her black bush.  Dark hair fell upon her shoulders as she grinned proudly. “I want you to trust when I say that this thing is nothing but a primal beast. It kills men and rapes women. Its base desires will allow us to defeat it!” The other women appeared skeptical as she searched the collection of tanned, Grecian brunettes. “I am new to this village, but I have been here long enough for you to know my character.” Gaiana declared, “I would not mislead you in such a perilous time!”

One younger girl stepped forward, sliding her garments to the soil. Her slender frame was uninspiring, but her russet eyes were proud. “I will stand beside you!” She knew the girl’s name was Palagia, and she was a potter by trade. Others joined hesitantly, trusting in the confidence of their new companion. They all joined eventually and set out to meet the giant, clothed only with weapons.

The towering beast stopped a fair distance away. “You see, it is already aroused by our form.” Gaiana pointed at the creature, composed entirely of crystal blue water, which sported a large, erect shaft between its legs. “It was human at one point, before it was sacrificed to the elements.” She reminded them of the folktales. “It still retains the desire of the flesh!” The colossal beast started again, closing the distance. Once within range, it pushed the women aside as it snatched one of the local horse breeders from the group. The woman thrashed with her free arm, cutting through the monster’s hands, splashing small amounts of water onto the ground. She drew back and landed a hard strike on its wrist. She was dismayed as the water reconnected, leaving no lasting damage.

The elemental appeared to smile as it brought another hand closer and slipped a massive finger between her legs, forcing them apart. The girl screamed and flailed, held in place as the liquid moved into her, causing her belly to grow as the stunned women watched. The girl shrieked as she continued to take water, her stomach growing heavy liquid. It watched her fill, his rod growing stiff in response.
“Cut it! If you completely disconnect the water and retain it inside then it can’t reform its injuries!” Gaiana cried out.

The woman raised her sword again, swiping between her legs. The blade moved through the watery finger, causing the beast to roar and drop her to the ground, her belly still filled by a portion of the beast’s watery appendage. She fell into the grass hard, looking as she might pop upon impact. Her body held, however, and the beast reformed his hand.

“Keep it inside!” Two girls rushed to her aid. “If you cannot take more then you must get back!”

The beast kicked at the group, letting his form fade. A wave washed over them, scattering their weapons and disrupting their formation. It regained the water quickly and snatched another woman from the crowd. Thekla was a gentle girl, with ample breasts and long, flowing cinnamon-brown hair. She tried to use the same tactic, allowing the elemental to fill her with two fingers. She swelled, heavy with water as he spun her over putting another massive finger against her rump, forcing more water into her orifice. It wasn’t long until the whole fist shrank slightly before reforming inside of her. Her stomach hung heavily through his grasp and she was unable to strike at that angle.

An arrow passed through the hand of water, followed by a few more. The missiles parted the water enough for her weight to disconnect his fingers. Thekla fell a shorter distance, landing painfully on her belly, wobbling as she tried to reach the ground past her fleshy midsection. She had taken far more water, but she was certainly at her limit. She couldn’t move, wobbling helplessly as the monster moved past her, preparing to attack the archers.

“He’s shrinking!” Korinna called as she dropped the bow and took Thekla’s sword, which stood buried in the nearby ground. The beast passed over her, taking another farm girl up to its face and inserting its formed tongue. She dropped her weapon, writhing in pleasure as it moved inside her. This distraction allowed Korinna to ascend the monsters leg.

The woman’s slender frame somehow moved up the watery pillar. Her defiant ochre eyes set on her subdued companion. She made it up to its thigh and decided to change course, carefully moving onto its extended cock. The monster looked down, holding the unknown girl as he watched the woman crawling upon his shaft. He put the other girl down with surprising ease before picking up Korinna.

The monster held her legs apart, putting his cock in place, spreading her painfully as the tip moved inside. She bucked and cried as the water flowed into her, forcing her belly to expand rapidly.  Her stomach swelled as the creature’s shaft seemed to pull into her privates. The agonizing pain caused her to flail and scream as she expanded unnaturally large. Her breasts ballooned, as did her rump. Her arms and legs were the last to grow before her entire body exploded in a violent blast. The formed liquid ball became visible amidst the carnage. The odd bubble of water flowed back into the beast’s main body.

Gasps of horror erupted from the fighters. “We must not let her die in vain!” Gaiana led a charge, leaping onto the beast’s leg. Others followed, all scaling the slow monster. The beast seemed overwhelmed as the women fought their way up the watery pillars. They were climbing and swimming as needed, but it was easier than expected.

Their cuts did nothing, so Gaiana tried a different tactic. She pushed her privates through the transparent wall of water and within seconds she felt water rushing inside of her body. Both of her holes opened as a torrent of liquid moved into her belly. “Push your hips inside! It can’t resist filling you!”

The other girls followed her lead, their bellies expanding as they watched. The women slowly slid to the ground as the massive beast shrank, losing volume to the warriors. The giant seemed frozen, surely delighting in the multiple women accepting its fluids. It continued to shrink, and at around double their height, it growled, pulling away from the full women. It knew it was severely weakened, moving expeditiously away from them.

Surveying her companions, Gaiana could see they were in no state to pursue. The band of female fighters groaned, inflated to varying levels with the giant’s fluid. Their filled bodies puffed out in all aspects, watching the monster retreat. Gaiana was still able to move, albeit carefully. Her belly drooped past her knees and her thick legs led to an expansive backside. Her swollen arms framed her weighted, round breasts, which spilled past both hands as she tried to keep them in check.

She found Palagia, her first supporter, resting upon her filled abdomen, arms and legs hanging uselessly. She tensed with pain, making her water-filled body quake as it shifted inside. Her breasts had tripled in size, still slightly upturned at the nipple as they hung. Her slender frame was tightly filled, and it was obvious she had come close to bursting. Her legs were unable to close and her pussy was barely visible beneath her large fleshy ass.

Her hopeful eyes showed through her unease. “We beat it.”
Gaiana ran her swollen fingers along the girl’s cheek, speaking with a sad smile. “For now, but it is going to reform.” Palagia nodded with understanding. “We have beaten it once, we shall do so again!” Gaiana called as she hoisted her hefty arm. Other fattened women cheered with as much enthusiasm as they could muster.

They all started the slow process of emptying their bodies. The water wasn’t normal, as it was difficult to let it out at first. Once started, however, it flowed naturally. The women released geysers from their lower orifices and their bodies slowly returned to their natural size. Oddly enough, by the evening they all looked completely normal again.

Gaiana recollected the encounter, wondering why only a few women had burst. Many more should have after taking so much, but she had survived and now showed no adverse effects. “Everyone, I have the solution!” She searched the remaining women. “Our faith keeps us in tact! Korinna was known to denounce the gods and she was the first to fall. We must look to the heavens to beat this creature!”

Later that evening, after the fire had dwindled, a sound stirred Thekla from sleep. She sat up and searched the moonlit area. The sentries made no call, so it must be an animal, she reasoned. She felt something wet upon her ankle, and she was horrified to see a nearly transparent hand holding her ankle. The puddle at her feet began shifting in the darkness. She drew in breath to scream, but at that instant a tendril of water shot down her throat. Somehow, she was able to breath as the water poured into her belly. Thekla’s waist length caramel hair matted with water as a fine mist came from the pillar of water snaking down her throat.

The closest sentry heard the muted scuffle and rushed to investigate. She knew the woman as a maid for the magistrate. She could see the fear and confusion in her broad-set eyes. The woman slashed at the watery appendage on the ground, but it held her sword, pulling it from her grasp. A blob of liquid shot into her mouth and became thicker, muffling her calls. A large arm of water rammed upward and into her backside, forcing her belly to grow. Both girls inflated as they watched one another, unable to get help from their sleeping allies.

The sun was just peeking past the horizon when Palagia awoke. She noticed a comely girl with an expanded rump standing a short distance away. Getting to her feet, she moved closer with uncertainty. She put a hand on the girl’s shoulder and was appalled as she spun. The girl was crying with a heavily burdened body. She recognized Thekla, but her stomach had grown exponentially. Her chest was expanded too, and now her bouncy breasts rolled over her bulky midsection.

The girl touched her lips, leaning in as if to whisper. Palagia moved closer and was surprised as the other girl gave her a deep kiss. Unable to resist the pleasure, they embraced. Palagia’s tongue moved inside, but it felt something cold and damp. Her eyes doubled as water blasted down her throat. She tried to pull back, but the link was too strong. Thekla pulled her closer and pressed her full belly to hers. The girl’s stomach shook as it shrank, and the water transferred quickly.

Gaiana awoke, hearing strange noises around her. She took a moment to understand what she saw. Nearly all of the remaining women were embraced, kissing or mating. She tried to separate two girls who were humping, but they continued sadly, unable to speak for some reason. She finally understood, noticing the water elemental standing silently at the edge of their camp. He wasn’t at his full mass and she knew there was a reason. A watery hand appeared by her feet. Puddles formed around her, but she was able to tumble past their grasp.

“To arms! The creature returns!” She announced.
Only four other women remained unhindered.  Gaiana directed them to the edge of the camp. She passed by another couple slamming their privates together, a watery phallus splashing as they moved. Their full bellies pressed together as they faced one another. The next couple were kissing lovingly, their abdomen’s swollen as they touched one another franticly. She was uncertain if they enjoyed or reviled the experience.

Waving tendrils and arms tried to halt the women as they moved through the encampment. One girl became impaled, having the water erupt into her pussy, inflating her womb with a portion of the monster’s body. She yelled in pain as her body thickened and her skin grew tight. Her entire frame expanded, causing her to fall onto her increasing backside. Continually, she expanded outward, her soft skin growing visibly tighter as the monster filled her to the limit, puffing her cheeks outward. Her body had quadrupled in size and any more would certainly cause her to explode.

“Have faith!” Gaiana called from afar. “Your body will hold!” The girl’s shocked eyes relaxed. Her bloated body shifted as the water moved around inside of her.

The monster howled and the other women started growing. Their smooth bodies ballooned in all directions, growing fat with the elemental’s fluids. The heavy water caused their slim bodies to topple, no longer connected by the liquid. They all inflated, their female shapes dominating their expanding frames. One girl had breasts that stretched to the ground with the liquid weight, another’s backside was pooled beneath her as she sat. One girl appeared pear shaped, as her chest stayed at a modest size for a time.

“We have to end this.” Gaiana told the remaining fighters. “You two must distract it and I shall ascend.”
“How can we win against this?” The small mousy girl asked again.
“There is no time to question. Just do as she says.” The other, older woman chided.

Both rushed ahead as Gaiana approached from the side. The monster decided to fight the larger threat and thankfully allowed her to get behind it. She cast her sword aside and began the long climb to the top. She only hoped the other’s resolution didn’t falter.

The older woman had broad shoulders and a serious expression. A farmer by trade and she was probably the most prepared person for an actual battle. She was paired with her polar opposite, a tiny girl who had been a seamstress. Her small waist gave her a feminine appeal, but her chest was marginal and her butt was lacking. She trembled as the monster approached.

The massive water elemental lumbered ahead. He was smaller than before, only barely surpassing the nearby trees. He pointed his hand outward and blasted a torrent of water at the farmer. She rolled away, unprepared for such a deluge, falling flat on her back. The water formed an enormous bubble around her, encasing her in a blue blob. She thrashed slowly inside, but was unable to break free.

The monster lowered his arm and watched as she coiled backwards. Water rushed into every orifice, forcing her stomach to expand quickly. She floated lower as she gathered weight, the bubble shrinking around her. Her arms and legs thickened, and other areas grew to match, but the real expanse was from her abdomen. It rose high before rolling to her sides, her unnaturally elastic skin pulling taught. The beast clenched a fist, frustrated that she was able to hold. She was able to take all of the fluid, lying pinned beneath her big, round belly. Each breath caused it to rock and wave and she was unable to move. She mouthed a prayer as she clenched her eyes, clearly struggling to maintain her devotion to the gods.

The uncertain girl that remained trembled with fear, dropping her weapon and falling to her knees. She put her hands together and begged. The now smaller monster moved above her. The girl screamed when she realized what was happening. A giant watery shaft protruded from the creature’s legs. She was frozen with fear as the giant nudged her onto her back and spread her legs.

Its cock was about as thick as the girl and about half as long. It put it into place and pushed ahead. The girl wailed as the malleable column opened her wide and flowed inside. The beast made the motions as he filled her, moving slowly as her body grew fatter. Her chest expanded first, going from flat to robust in mere moments. Her new tits swelled past normal and slid aside, heavy with fluid. Her butt expanded next, lifting her enough that the creature could slide deeper with its mass.

Her belly rose, flattening against the wet wall of the beast’s chest. Soon her shoulders widened and her arms thickened, with her thighs and legs expanded similarly. It forced her appendages to stretch outward, making her unable to move as the creature pumped her full. Her cheeks swelled as the final signal that she was unable to take more.

The elemental was smaller after dealing with the two women, and now Gaiana was the last one standing. She could see the woman through the blue skin and knew this was the time to act. Now by his head, Gaiana sat down, dangling her legs off of his shoulders and spread her pussy wide. As expected, it couldn’t resist her warmth. The creature stopped filling the other girl and stood. She was perched atop its head and she could feel it slipping inside.

The large beast stretched her to the limit, pushing water into her as she slid over its head. It was only about double her height as she rested upon its shoulders. Her expanding body trapping the creature in place as she slid lower. Suddenly she slipped past its shoulders, sliding down gently as the body of water pushed inside of her. She stopped at its hips, feeling the rigid blue cock rubbing on her privates.

She reached below her belly and gave it a few tugs. This caused the beast to jerk in delight. She slipped lower, folding it down as she passed. She was able to stand on her own legs at this point, but due to her immense size and weight, they folded, making her accept the final section of the water-formed body.

She sat heavily on the last remnant of the beast, swallowing his legs with her hungry lower hole. Her entire body filled, surpassing the others as her frame seemed to accommodate her outlandish girth. She put her padded thighs together, making a seal as the monster shifted inside. She repressed the pain and discomfort of trapping so much water in her reproductive organs. Her strong will allowed her to control her emotions and hold thrashing beast.

She could see the other women deflating as the elemental had clearly lost its control over the liquid inside them. Gaiana was unable to rejoice, as she struggled to keep the roiling waves contained. Some water seeped out, but she could tell its essence was still contained. She kept her legs closed tightly, her flowing belly shaking as the monster continually fought for freedom. It was a long struggle, but eventually the other women started coming to her aid.

The women gathered around, damp and sore from having their bodies forcefully expanded. They discussed their leader’s predicament for a time before they made a decision. The group hefted the encumbered woman back to town. It wasn’t a long journey, but it was certainly a struggle. They carried her to the main square and placed her in the grass.

One girl retrieved a cork stopper from an amphora of wine while others fashioned a waxed leather harness from a piece of unused armor. They raised her legs, and with preparation, they quickly rammed the plug up her pussy. Groaning in pain, Gaiana was thankful as they tied the leather harness in place and laid her back upon the ground. She was faltering, but now with the plug held in, she could relax somewhat.

Thekla stood above her with a caring smile. “They’re making a stronger garment to keep that monster at bay. But, it should hold for now.”
“Yes… it feels weakened from the struggle.” Gaiana was also drained, speaking with drooping eyelids.
“They will make certain that you can use your bodily functions, but you must retain the monster for a time. We must build a suitable prison for such a monster.”
“I will do my duty.”

“Gaiana held that thing in for months!” The storyteller scoffed. “They had to import stone to contain the beast, knowing that only her faith held it so easily. It was also said that they placed it deep beneath a temple to Poseidon, hiding it away from careless hands.” The man was pleased to see a large gathering of listeners. “Some even say that Gaiana visited monthly, allowing the elemental to invade her for its own pleasure. But, she knew this would keep the creature docile in its captivity.” The man shrugged with embellishment. “Who knows by that point, maybe she enjoyed it as well.”

Call Center II

Standard

“Hello, I’m calling about your recent purchase from Autumn’s Accessories.“ Christa tried to sound upbeat. It was her second day and luckily Wesley wasn’t at work yet. Without him looming over her, she felt far more confident. This call went smoother than expected. After about a four-minute conversation, she ended up selling the woman another $30 toy. She looked back, pleased to see the solid green light on in the switch hanging overhead. She was distracted as the girl across from her had a red light come on and she stood hurriedly, pushing against her desk as she endured the pain.

Glad it’s not me. Christa connected another call and it went well, but the person didn’t buy by the end and she got a yellow light. She tensed as the water trickled in. It was far milder than the red light ‘incentive’ and she even enjoyed the feeling somewhat. She was allowed to pause between calls as needed, but every employee had to make 60 calls before a day was over for them, and they were given a break time to eat and empty out after 30 of the calls. She was only five calls in so far, and she knew her good luck wouldn’t last.

She turned her attention back to the inflating woman behind her. The thirty something woman arose from her seat as the red light signaled an immense blast of water going into her. She looked like she might cry already, and Christa knew she hadn’t gone through many calls yet.

The outside door opened and Wesley stepped in. Christa connected another call as she turned back to her desk. Out of her peripheral vision, she could see Wesley looking over the girls working under him. He spied the red light and marched closer to the bawling girl. Christa talked to an older man, making sure to tease him as she inquired about the pocket pussy he bought recently. She looked back as she talked with her customer, seeing the sleazy supervisor glaring as the shaky woman found her seat and made another call. Christa wrapped up her call by making another sale. As she confirmed the man’s shipping info, she glanced back again, seeing that her coworker wasn’t so lucky.

The light clicked red and she stood once more, pained by the flow. “You need to speak more clearly, Kumari!”
“I am!” She cried out with a thick Middle Eastern accent as she leaned upon the desk. Her belly trembled as she shifted from side to side. The light clicked off and she sat back with immense care. Her brow peaked as she clenched her teeth.
“Well, you better work on it or you might pop!” He urged her to make another call.
“Hello, I want to tell you about our offers-“

Another red light – Christa felt horrible, but she was glad someone else was doing worse than she was. The bronze-skinned woman jumped up yet again, her slight belly became more prominent. She grumbled, putting her head down upon her desk. She moved forward in a feeble attempt to escape the flowing liquid, but the hose continued filling her. Wesley rubbed the crotch of his pants and he eyed her hungrily.

Glancing aside, Wesley noticed Christa was watching the scene play out. She quickly turned away, hoping he would leave her alone. She felt his presence before he put his sweaty palm upon her shoulder. “You like seeing someone else having trouble, new girl?”
“N-no, I just feel bad that she’s having trouble.”
“You don’t seem very full yet.” He inspected the computer screen. “Six calls? Looks like you’re on a lucky streak. Kumari is only on four and look at her!”

The foreign woman screamed as yet another red signal came, and a blast of water pressed into her. She jumped up and trotted around her stool, her young breasts bouncing as she walked. Her belly was so full of water that it swayed like a pendulum. It brushed against her knees as she continued to take more fluids. “Please! Please! I can’t do this!” Tears flowed down her cheeks. The light changed to green and she quieted into a soft sob.

Wesley shrugged with his hands high. “I’m sorry, but if you can’t last until your break then you’ll have to start over.”
“What?!” The pained girl snapped.
“I’m sorry, but it’s the rules. For your first week you get a checkpoint after every ten calls and you’re barely able to handle four! It might be a very long day for you.”
“Please, let me do anything but this!”
“No! She can handle it!” An older woman’s head shot up from a nearby cubicle. She looked somewhat similar to the girl, but her rounded face was far more austere and filled with anger.
“Mom… Mom, I can’t!” Kumari groaned as she leaned forward in agony.
“May I take some of her… incentive?”
Wesley nodded slightly as he regarded her. “Fine, fine.” The balding man licked his lips, “that will help her-“ He stopped suddenly as the woman’s mother stepped around and into view. Her sagging breasts hung on either side of her enormous stomach. She was a fair amount larger than her daughter, who was also very inflated. The middle-aged woman leaned on the flimsy cubicle wall as she shuffled ahead. The long hose followed her, buried in her supple backside.

Wesley shook his head with disappointment as he stopped her. “Look, Paulomi, I appreciate that you want to help your daughter, but I sure as shit am not letting you take it. I know you’re a little better at holding it, but that ain’t healthy!” He scoffed as he moved over to put a hand on her brown belly. “I gotta look out for my earners.” He showed his teeth in a creepy smile.

“I’ll do it.” Christa spoke, immediately regretting her offer as they all looked to her.
“Let me get this straight, you want to take water from that stranger’s ass into yours and then continue with your calls?”
“Y-yes.” It’s gross, but I only have to make it to ten calls after I take it and then I can empty out. “I will do it.”

Paulomi was visibly relieved and Kumari nodded with acceptance as she sobbed. Wesley told the other spectators to resume their work as he went into the back office to find a hose fitting. He came back, unscrewing and clamping the hoses from the overhanging boxes behind the girls. He monkeyed with it and then connected the two of them before he removed the clamp. Now Christa was connected to the other new girl.

A surge of water flowed into her ass, and Christa wasn’t prepared as the girl pushed with all her energy. The transfer was a reasonably fast process, and Christa watched her belly growing as she sat, feeling abrupt cramps. The supervisor continued to harass the other girls as he made a quick loop. He disconnected and clamped Paulomi’s tube and allowed to comfort her daughter until he returned.

Wesley eyed Kumari’s nearly flat belly and then his eyes stopped on her chest for a few moments before he turned back to Christa. “That’s most of it. Now I’m going to do something a little unorthodox.” He rubbed Paulomi’s distended stomach as he grabbed the hose leading from her ass. He disconnected Kumari’s hose and linked Paulomi and Christa together. This time, however, he used another fitting from his pocket and a spare hose he had set aside earlier. People were watching them once again.

“So, the way this works: Christa here is going to finish her 54 calls and now she’s sharing the burden with mama bear over here.” He connected the extra hose to her control box. “If you guys can’t hold up then we’re going to pump that young girl until she pops like a balloon!” He directed a finger to Kumari, who trembled, as she stood naked with a hose still buried in her ass. Wesley unclamped Paulomi’s hose and stepped back. “Open the flood gates!” He giggled.

Christa felt water pushing inside her, but she knew that Paulomi wasn’t trying – she was just so full that it had to escape. Christa turned to her desk, still standing as she connected another call.

“Hello, I’m-“
The click of the phone caused a chill to pass down her spine. The tube between them rocked with the force of the deluge, forcing water into them both. She couldn’t help but relax as she felt unpleasantly full, and she knew that Paulomi felt it. The mother was understanding, though, and didn’t push back. She looked back to see the Middle Eastern woman leaning upon her daughters desk balling a fist in a subtle display of her torture. Kumari stroked her hair with sad eyes, watching her mother endure.

Christa recovered and connected another call. This one went a little better, but 30 seconds in she fumbled for words and the customer thought she was mocking her. Kumari cried out as the switch in the control box opened the valve. Another downpour of water rolled into the tube and pushed their bellies outward. Christa panted as she looked down at her taught stomach, pulling her down with immense weight. She shifted upward to alleviate some of her back pain, but the cramps elsewhere continued.

She fought through the discomfort and started another call. She gave the opening and the woman on the other end went into a full tirade. “How the fuck do you get off calling us at this hour? What if my kids were home and they answered the phone? You fucking dyke!”
“M-m-ma’am… I am sorry to bother you, but I j-just-“
“J-just what?” She spoke with harsh patronization. “I want you to get your supervisor on the line.”
“Ma’am. Please. Just talk to me.” She paused in discomfort, but she realized how rude it sounded to the customer.
“Get me your fucking supervisor or I will ruin your fucking company!”

“Please hold.” Christa muted the call and handed the headset to Wesley, who was not pleased to be involved. He nodded and agreed multiple times before the call clicked off. Thankfully, due to the call length, she only had a yellow light. It still hurt, but it was nothing like the previous fills.

Wesley leaned over her and typed something into the woman’s file as he spoke. “She wanted to be removed from the call list, and she said to mark her down for the Big Ben, but only If I ruin your day. She said you should try that toy and maybe you would stop being such a bitch. I think I’m going to listen to her.”

“What? That’s a twelve inch dildo!”
“An inch and a half thick, too. It will be a treat!”
“I… I can’t do that!” Christa discovered that her body could handle a lot, but she knew she couldn’t take much in the front.
“I’m a man of my word, and you still have fifty one calls to make.” He laughed. “Tell ya what. You take that toy and you only have to make ten more calls for the day – sound fair?” Christa agreed timidly.

“Good, good, make another call while I’m gone.” He stepped into a side storage room as she began the next call. “You sound pretty.” The man interrupted her greeting. She tried to continue, but he was obviously distracted. “If I hear you cum then I’ll buy something. Promise”
“S… Sir…” She thought about it and decided to indulge him. “Fine. I’m slipping my hand down between my legs. It’s getting wet already.” She awkwardly felt below her bloated tummy. “Oh, just… just thinking of you inside excites me.” She heard the man breathing heavily and the pleasure helped to dull the immense pain from the forced inflation. To her surprise, she was getting close to orgasm. She couldn’t believe she was doing this, but there was no need for pride here.

She hadn’t noticed Wesley’s return, as he held the monster cock in his hand. He wiggled it for her to see before he moved it out of view. She continued stroking herself and moving her other hand along her chest and down her modest breasts. She hoped she would finish and make the sale before…

She felt the tip of the lubricated cock pushing up from below. She paused to look past her stomach, seeing her supervisor staring back up with a twisted satisfaction. Her mouth opened with panic as the man drew his hand back and rammed the toy inside her damp pussy. She gasped loudly and leaned forward upon the desk. The man on the other end loved it. “What’s going on?” He asked.

“My boss… It’s too big! He-he just rammed it in there.” There was a pause and then she felt more forced inside. Wesley was using his fist to punch it deeper and deeper each time. It felt like it might rip her apart and it was only a little ways in. “I can’t take it, I can’t.”

“Oh yeah, baby, you can take it. Just a little more.” The man on the other end grunted as he masturbated. Wesley grabbed her hand and directed her to hold the massive toy in place as he slid out and stood up. He scooted her stool forward and brought her back upon it, planting the dildo upon the stool and forcing her down upon it. She whimpered as she took it nearly halfway, fighting not to move as she climbed forward upon her desk. Frozen in place, she heard the man find completion. He thanked her and requested three newer adult films. She hurried to gather his information and finally the call clicked off with a green light.
Still balancing upon the object, she tensed as Wesley patted her ass. “Nice job, nine more to go.”

“H-hello, I’m with Autumn’s-“ Abrupt silence. The call never even connected! The blast of liquid startled her, and she stood on her tiptoes, trying to lessen the pain from the incoming water and the painful toy spreading her wide. She gasped as the valve finally closed. Another call and another hang up – Wesley leaned upon her shoulder as the water poured into her. She begged him not to, but he put enough weight on her to move her lower upon the giant dildo. She huffed and pleaded, screaming for him to stop, but she passed the halfway point as he hit the button to make another call.

“Oh, oh, no.” She couldn’t form words as another blast came and she moved lower on the toy, her own juices allowing it to go deeper. Wesley laughed as she screamed for the next call. Another hang up meant that she would accept even more water. Paulomi was on her knees, still taking some of the water, but she was at her physical limit, her stomach resting on the floor in front of her. Christa quieted as she felt a few inches slide in. She had nearly taken the entire toy and she felt incredibly sore already.

She looked to Wesley, blinking with shock before she reached forward and placed another call. “Ah, adult toys… Do you…” A call disconnected message appeared as expected. The pain was replaced with sudden excitement. Christa giggled as she felt more water coming in. She slid lower on the huge toy, feeling every inch. She was nearly crying as she laughed, putting her arms out upon the desk as she gasped. It was the most intense climax she had ever experienced and once it passed, she quickly tried to move off of the enormous cock buried in her pussy, however with her expansive belly holding her down that was impossible. She struggled to stand, but shifted too much and toppled onto the floor.

The inflated girl fell directly on her stomach, causing the silicone toy to launch out with a slurping sound. Her belly compressed and she was unable to hold back any longer. She involuntarily let the water in her ass flow. Paulomi groaned as she felt the pressure, expanding her stomach father somehow. Wesley watched with glee as the normally stoic mother was reduced to whining.

“You have to hold some, it’s too much!”
“I-I can’t.”
Paulomi lifted her head, relaxing her hold on the water. She pulled herself up, standing shakily against her daughter’s desk. “Touch me, Kumari. Down there.”
“But, mother…”
“Please!”

Her daughter complied, pressing a finger into her mother’s privates. In an instant, she felt a window of pleasure before the pain returned and caused her to slump against the desk.

Christa, being on the ground, felt the water pushing back into her. Gravity ushered it in, and she had to roll onto her side to alleviate the pain. She was reduced to pathetic whimpering as her belly flowed out onto the floor, spreading as it accepted the unnatural amount of water.

After a short time, Paulomi arose and clumsily walked to Christa’s cubicle. She still had a prominent stomach that bounced between her thighs as she walked. “May I finish her final calls?”
Wesley was clearly pleased as he extended a hand of acceptance.

Christa laid in silent torment as the woman took the final five calls for her. Two yellows and a red at the end, but Christa was mentally lost by this point. She became accustomed to the ache in her body as she watched her stomach expand as she lay there. It rolled along the smooth, cold floor, her skin stretching more than she ever thought possible. The world faded away as Wesley laughed.

She awoke in her bed with Paulomi sitting at her side. An IV ran to her arm and she felt kind of loopy. “Wesley let it go a little too far this time. They had to use the emergency drain procedure on you. You took more than anyone I’ve ever seen.” She took Christa’s pale hand. “I’m sorry I wasn’t able to contain it all, but thank you for helping my daughter.”

“Wh-what is… she doing… here?” It was difficult to speak.
Paulomi drew a deep breath, “My husband had a lot of debt when he died. I came here to protect my daughter from their retaliation. I wasn’t performing as well after a few years, so they brought my daughter here to add incentive. Now no one knows that we’re here and we’re probably never going to leave.”

“What about… family… friends…”
“These people find ways to explain your absence. Kumari told me that our neighbor heard I moved away.” She gave a melancholy smile. “He didn’t seem to wonder why I would leave my young daughter by herself. People don’t really care and this group scares them. So, we’re stuck to play out this man’s sick fantasy.” She paused, thinking about their previous punishment. “He made Kumari do ten more calls before she was done.”
“But… he said…”
“He changes his rules whenever he’d like. He is our jailor and we can’t do a thing about it.” She stared angrily before she looked to Christa again. “I am sorry, you don’t need to hear this, you have a long time ahead of you. I mean, you will get used to it – just rest for now.”

An Offering to the Kraken

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The ship listed to the left as they rode the incoming wave. It rocked back and forth, cutting through the stormy waters. She knew what they had planned for her. The savage captain had killed her parents and her younger sister, but kept her alive. She closed her eyes, but no sleep came. Time passed, waters calmed, and she could see a beam of sunlight peeking through the ceiling boards.

The door burst open. A greasy, heavy-set man came in first, directing his companion toward her. “We’re almost there, lass. Best get yer belly full before we roll in.” He sat an item wrapped in cloth on the floor and kicked it to her. Some pickled herring and a partial loaf of bread.
The second man was burly, with matted, jet-black hair. “We shouldn’t be wastin’ the food on her, Tom. Let’s just fuck her and let her find sustenance on our cocks.”
“Ya silly bastard! She’s got to be a maiden for this to work.”
“She’ll still be a maiden if she sucks us dry, Tom!”
“Aint worth it. The captain will gut us if he finds us stickin’ her.”
The strong man scoffed. “You’re so noble, fat man.”
“I may be fat, but I got the brains you tart!”

The two men bickered as they left. Thora thought back to her family, how they sat around drinking ale and celebrating their bountiful harvest. The pirates came for them that night; ships rolling in under the cover of darkness. They raided their seaside village, killing half of the townsfolk and stealing most of their food supply. Thora was their only captive. The captain had explained how he would use her as an offering to an ageless beast known as the Kraken. Thora had no idea what was to come, but she knew there was no escape.

Her chains clanked as she unwrapped the food and sank her teeth into the gooey vittles. The bread was hard, but reasonably fresh. This was one of the many spoils they had taken from her village. She ate the dry loaf and washed it down with some warm water. Sated and groggy, she finally was able to rest for a while as the creaking galleon rocked her to sleep.

The opening door startled her awake. The two men grabbed her pale arms and brought her to the upper deck. The sun burned her eyes after three days in relative darkness. The grizzled, sunbaked man wore a wine stained blouse underneath a gray overcoat. A well-cared cutlass hung from his lopsided belt. He eyed her with a dangerous smile. His weathered skin was hidden beneath a shiny salt and pepper beard.

“Do you see that island over there?” He spoke in her native tongue as he pointed to a prominent chunk of land on the horizon. “The beast I wish to summon has been spotted near these lands.” He walked slowly and proudly as he spoke. “We took from the village on the largest island and that is where I heard of the offering. Every ten years they offer a maiden to the monster from the deep in exchange for its protection.”

“An exotic virgin from the colder North will surely entice this monster to protect my ship.” He grinned, showing his yellowed teeth. “My name will live forever with a Kraken at my command.”

He allowed her to sit topside as they approached the vibrant tropical island. They dropped anchor and embarked on a rickety rowboat. The two men bickered once more as their boots sank into the wet sand. They pulled the boat onto shore and the captain led Thora down the coast. They came to a stone platform on the water’s edge, noticing an indigenous boy watching from the tree line.

“They won’t bother us since we’re offering to their god. Strip her and bind her over there.”
The two lackeys did as commanded, ripping away her clothes and leaving her alabaster skin exposed. They spun her around and sat her down on the stone pedestal, leaning against a massive stone in the center. They lifted the large rounded stone just enough to put her manacle chain underneath. Grunting, the duo dropped it and rejoined their leader a few steps away.

“Are you sure this will work? She don’t look very appetizing.”
“Of course it will!”
“I heard a lady’s juices will excite things, maybe we should get her goin’.”
The captain, Hernan, studied her for a moment. He walked closer and knelt in the water before her. He easily spread her legs and put out his tongue to explore her crimson bush. “You taste pretty nice down there – sweet like a strawberry!” He put his head back down and prodded her with his tongue. She fought, trying to repel the disgusting man, but she had never felt such sensations before. Small waves splashed against them as he continued. Soon the anger passed and she moaned as he pleased her.

Hernan got to his feet, leaving her wanting more of the amazing feeling. A wave rolled up upon her legs. The muscled man stared as the others passed. “That should bring it around. Too bad we can’t fuck her.” He stared longingly. The captain stopped and drew his cutlass. Without a word, he turned and rended the man’s chest. The lackey gripped the wound, stumbling away and falling upon his back in the sand.
“I do not care what you want. You are a simpleton and I am finished coddling you.” Hernan lifted his blade to strike again, but the bleeding man’s pitiful attempt to guard himself with his arms stopped him. “Perhaps the beast will feast on you as well.” The larger lackey’s eyes were wide with bewilderment. “Are you going to cause me a problem too?” Tom shook his head quickly. “Good, let’s get back to the ship.”

Waves splashed higher, cleaning away the stickiness between her legs. The wounded man gasped and grunted as he writhed in the sand a few yards away. The rowboat carrying two cast out, heading back to the ship. Thora watched her reflection in the surf. Her bright red hair and her grayish eyes had always turned heads. Her freckled shoulders prickled with the cold as she waited for her fate. She wondered if anything would come or if she would freeze to death out here. She felt the spray of cold salty water on her low hanging breasts. Her nipples hardened as she tried to recall thoughts of her family.

A deep sound roused her from her reflection. Another, louder low-pitched sound came. A shadow moved beneath the Spanish galleon – something enormous. She jumped as she watched a huge tentacle erupt from the water, rising well above the mighty ship. It hung in the air for a few moments before it fell back lifelessly, directly striking the middle of the ship. The masts splintered and snapped, collapsing as the giant gray feeler ripped through the body of the boat. Screams echoed across the water as another arm sprang up in a spray of brine, hitting the broken ship with another strike. Wood blasted horizontally, covering a vast area in remnants of the once mighty vessel. Few survivors clung to flotsam as the monster left them to their fate.

The men in the rowboat paddled frantically, attempting to return to land. The water below them quaked as a tentacle launched them high into the air. Both men flailed and howled as they fell down from a ridiculous height, disappearing into the waves. The wounded man called weakly for his former friend. Upon striking the water, however, the hurt man put his head back, closing his eyes as lay silently.

Thora clenched her eyes as she waited for the monster to come for her. Screams were intermittent now, as most of the pirates had been pulled under. She opened her eyes as she heard something. She saw a tentacle lifted high into the air, blocking her view of the afternoon sun. She howled as it fell, shaking the ground as it crushed the man who had fallen nearby. Sand sprayed in all directions, raining upon her as she turned away. The mighty feeler stayed in place as another shot from the water, landing on her other side. Once the sandy spray dissipated, she saw the monster’s body slide toward her from beneath the waves and she tried desperately to free herself, but the rock held firmly.

The Kraken pulled itself closer and out of the water, extending a smaller, slimy tube outward as it moved closer. Thora bucked and screamed as the long, arm-sized protrusion bounced against her closed legs. Suddenly the beast let out a low growl as it hit her legs with the soft extremity. She shook as it moved the cold, slimy limb between her legs, forcing them apart as it put the tip into her loins. Thora lost her breath as the beast penetrated her.

The translucent shaft widened and she watched countless black orbs sliding toward her. She felt small, squishy balls press into her opening. She scooted back, but the monster’s shaft was stuck in place, continuing to fill her with its eggs. Her belly raised as the orbs forced their way inside. She whimpered and squirmed as her belly filled. The experience didn’t hurt, it just seemed uncomfortable.

She thought back to the man’s tongue tracing her lower region. She felt the discomfort lessen and she grew warm. Her stomach had doubled, growing as large as her mother’s belly just before she had her sister. She moaned as she felt the unusual feeling rising in her body once again. With her arms still trapped, she leaned back and lifted her legs, allowing the monster to slide slightly deeper. The flow of eggs increased and she trembled with excitement, laughing as she felt an indescribable feeling wash over her entire body.

She opened her eyes to see her belly was high enough to block her view of the shaft. She leaned to the side and saw a very thick clump of eggs sliding toward her. She shook, trying desperately to avoid the unwelcome objects. A strong pressure moved between her legs, which built and built. Soon it felt unbearable, and after a wrenching pain, it finally slid past. A huge blob of eggs popped inside, causing her to let out a loud, anguished gasp. She felt the beast withdraw, slipping the slimy proboscis from her sore opening. She watched as the enormous feelers slid back into the water, moving a large amount of the white sand along with them. The greenish-blue water was hazy as the beast slipped under the surf and vanished with one quick, deep howl.

Grunting, using all of her might, she was unable to push the eggs free. Her stomach towered above her; it was larger than she thought possible. An eerie silence fell across the area. The sounds of the rolling waves were relaxing after such a horrifying display. The wooden debris thumped occasionally, and she could see bodies bobbing in the distant water. She felt tired and weak as she tried and failed again to release the objects. Her eyes drifted shut and she slipped into darkness.
 
She awoke to the sound of many men grunting behind her. She felt her arm bindings move and she instinctually pulled, finally free from beneath the boulder. She turned to see five sun-kissed young men standing around the rock, pleased at their strength. One of the chains links was bent, allowing them to disconnect it. The broken manacles remained, but now she could move her arms independently. The men spoke in a foreign tongue, but one knew a few words.

“Special.” He pointed to her and then to her belly.
Thora groaned painfully. “Help me.”
The man handed her a clay mug filled with fresh water. “Drink.”

Thora was incredibly thirsty as she gulped it down in four swigs. She wasn’t sure what would happen now. Every chance of leaving the island was gone, but at least she was alive. She felt a tinge of pain and wondered how long that would last.

“Return.” The man smiled, nodding quickly. “Soon.” A few men on the outer ring started back toward the trees.
“I don’t… j-just help me get this out!” She pleaded.
“Stay here.” The remaining men turned, leaving her alone again on the stone pedestal. Thora tried to move, but the sheer weight and size of her belly made it impossible. After a long struggle, she rolled to her side and fell back asleep as the sun warmed her pale skin.

The sun was setting when she awoke. She spied a group of natives approaching, thirty or forty young men, all completely naked. Clearly confused, the man who spoke a few words of Danish tried to help her understand. “Ritual.” He placed a hand on her outstretched stomach as the men encircled her.

“Please… no.” The shooting pain lessened into a constant ache, and she still felt immensely tired. She could see their stiff cocks and she was afraid of what would come next.
“Ritual and… and free.” The man struggled to construct the phrase.
“Free?” She groaned as she laid back. “I don’t have much of a say, do I?” She put her arms down and waited. “Be gentle.” Thora hoped they understood.

The men hoisted her into the sand and onto her hands and feet. They tilted her forward upon her belly, at an angle that kept her rump held high. Some men lined up while others stood to watch, all stroking themselves. The talkative man was at the front of the line. He offered his cock with a smile.

Thora pursed her lips and nodded before she opened wide and let him enter her mouth. The man moaned as he pressed in and out in a slow motion. Suddenly he gasped and pulled out, trotting around behind her. He pushed into her surprisingly resilient vagina and pumped only twice before he shot his load against the wall of eggs inside her.

Another man stepped up and she licked him in the same manner. This man, after a moment, stepped behind her casually and slipped his member into her ass. Thora reached back, rolling forward onto her shoulder, pressing her head against the cool sand. She complained, begging him to stop as she waved her arm wildly. The man pushed in with a loud groan of pleasure. He fucked her as another man stepped forward and pulled her shoulders, lifting her head back up to waist level. He stifled her complaints with his cock and the man behind followed her ass as it moved, continuing to pound her.

The man in her ass slowed and pushed in deeply before he withdrew and quickly stuck it in her pussy. He too shot his seed as deep as he could go with the eggs in place. The process continued for what seemed like an eternity. Some men went directly in the front while others stuck it in her tighter asshole first. Some couldn’t swap holes fast enough and shot it in her butt. Thora had no choice, accepting every man’s seed as they took turns using her. Some men finished in her more than once. She was surprised how little had come out as they continued. It was almost as if their seed was being absorbed by the eggs somehow.

The group of men continued into the night, illuminated by torch light. Thora closed her eyes and tried to think of a better time from back home. She would find orgasm from time to time, and try to cast her mind elsewhere when not feeling pleasure. She was sore all over when she noticed no one was using her mouth to dampen their organ. She was elated to see men leaving and the men who stayed were no longer hard. The last man finished in her sore pussy and they rolled her over, putting her back upon the pedestal before they left, laughing and speaking in a foreign tongue.

Sleep found her easily after the relentless use of her body. The midmorning sun hurt her eyes when she awoke. Small waves rolled upon the shore, and it rolled against her gargantuan stomach as she sat against the stone. Her stomach seemed somehow bigger than the previous night and she felt movement inside. It was terrifying to watch bulges appear momentarily as the creatures inside tried to find a way out. This lasted for a long time until she felt overwhelming urgency to release.

A blast of water came from between her legs, relieving the pressure. She felt many small creatures wriggling as they moved lower in her midsection. She felt a cold slap as they hit her inner thighs. Numerous small creatures flopped in the sand until the wave came to pull them into the ocean. She started counting them to keep herself distracted from the strange sensation of being emptied. About fifty of them, she thought, all about the size of her fist, and all looked like tiny versions of the enormous monster from the previous day.

Some were very small, she noticed, and they stayed close to the shore while the others swam out of sight. Her stomach was nearly back to normal, but she could still feel a few inside her that weren’t moving. Before she could try to get them out, however, another wave hit and she saw a smaller creature between her legs. She was shocked as the baby kraken pushed her ass open and wriggled inside. She gasped as it snaked its way through her insides.

She tried to stand, but slipped on the wet stone, her cushy rump hitting the sand and her legs spread in front of her. The small creatures saw their opportunity and jostled for positon, slipping into her rump one by one. It happened quickly, and she tried to grab a few of the monsters, but they were slippery and all of them passed through her grasp. She gave up after a minute of frustration, and guessed about twenty of them had gone back inside by the end. It felt oddly pleasant, if she wanted to be honest.

Her offspring writhed in her ass, and she decided to accept the feeling by touching herself. Her belly hung low once again as she rolled onto her hands and knees. She rubbed her button as they shifted. She opened her eyes to see the Dutch-speaking tribesman approaching and she continued to pleasure herself as she looked into his eyes. She howled with delight as the man watched. She could see her skin pressing outward as the tiny creatures nestled inside her.

She lay on her side in the warm sand. It took a while before they settled and allowed her to think straight. “Why did they go back in?”
“Mother.” He pointed at her before pointing between her legs. “Not ready for sea.”
“So I keep them in me for another day then I’m free?”
He nodded. “Free until next time.” He smiled warmly.
“N-next time?”
He rubbed her belly with her cold, wet belly with his warm hand. “Many more times.”

Acting Like a Child

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Two months had gone by since she moved in with her friend. Out of high school for less than a week and she already found it difficult adjusting to independent living, but being an adult meant venturing out into the world. She hoped to find a boyfriend to support her soon, but she didn’t have time for the short-term, sex-based relationships of her peers. Elise knew she was not gorgeous by any stretch. Her freckled face was dainty, saved only by her big blue eyes. Her breasts and backside were modest, but she did have a pleasingly small waistline on her pear shaped body. She didn’t want to admit it, but her insecurities played a big factor in her lack of relationship.

She stepped out to gather the mail and noticed their reclusive neighbor had left the side door on his garage open. She didn’t know much about him, but she caught him watching them on occasion. I know that creepy guy called the cops on us last week. He’s just jealous because we can have fun parties while he’s sitting on the sidelines. She watched the garage, but saw no movement through the windows. After a few minutes of staring, she decided to investigate. Still in her pajamas, she walked the short distance to the door and cautiously crept inside. Daylight allowed her to see numerous shelves around the edge and a well-maintained muscle car from a few decades past sat in the center. The man was nowhere in sight.

She checked the windows on the house and again saw nobody. He probably just forgot. She was about to leave when she noticed a thick bundle of twenty dollar bills tucked under a bottle of oil. Why would you keep money out here? She searched for any movement once again before she tugged it free. You shouldn’t leave your money in such an obvious place, asshole.

She glanced up just in time to see the tall, flimsy metal shelf tipping forward. It made a loud crash as the various small items bounced upon the car. She was horrified to see the windshield had a large crack in the center. In a panic, she ran outside to see the backdoor of the house opening.

The man with peppered black and white hair and a beaked nose gave a confused look. “What were you doing in there?”
“I… uh, I noticed the door was open so I was just checking.” She tried to sell the lie. “Someone broke in and I was coming to get you!”
The tall, slender man said nothing as he marched to the door and angrily inspected the damage. He turned and looked as if he might ask something before he pulled the Elise’s pants down just enough to cause the bundle of cash to plop into the grass. “Care to explain that, little girl?”

Elise fumbled for words and then burst into tears, apologizing profusely.
“It will cost me thousands!” He wagged his finger. “I am going to call the police and you are going to pay back every last dime!” He snatched the bundle of money from the grass.
“Please!” She grabbed his sleeve. “I’ll repay everything, I’ll do whatever you want, just don’t call the police.”
He glared at the teary-eyed girl, grabbing her wrist and leading her inside. He sat her upon an aged couch as he spoke down to her. “I am going to punish you, little girl, and if you do not do exactly as I say then I am going to involve the police, do you understand?”
“Y…yes.”
“Remove your clothes.”
“Wha-No!”
“I am going to teach you a lesson, do as I say!” He placed the money on an end table.
“Go to hell! I’m not going to let you rape me!” She tensed defensively.
“I am not going to rape you, that is not what this is about. Remove your clothes – last chance!”

Elise thought about her predicament. He can’t prove I did that, can he? Her mind was clouded by what ifs. She knew she should take off running, but she realized it was her word against his. He would look like an animal if a naked eighteen-year-old girl came running from his house screaming. She glanced at the bundle of money, committing to the plan as she stood, slipping her t-shirt and fleece pants off. She hesitated before removing her panties, leaving them in a bunch by her ankles.

“Happy, sicko?” She covered herself as his eyes moved down her body. She glanced to the exit, waiting for the best time to bolt. I’ll toss the cash before I scream and I’ll come back to get it later. No one will question it.
“Come on, let’s go.” The man turned and moved into an open door down the hallway. Doesn’t he know how fast I could get out? “Go ahead and run if you want, it will only make things worse for you.” The man spoke from a distance, answering her unspoken question.

She walked nervously down the hall and saw the man standing in the bathroom, filling a small black bucket in the tub. “What are you doing?”
“Like I said, I’m going to punish you.” He turned off the water and took a large plastic syringe from the counter. “Have you ever had an enema before?”

She thought back to the time she found her family’s enema bag tucked away beneath the sink. Too afraid to ask about it, she read a little about it online before trying it herself. It felt very strange, but I kind of enjoyed it by the end. She was embarrassed at the time, and after cleaning and stowing it back in its place, she decided to never try it again. “Once.” She answered sheepishly.

“You caused thousands of dollars of damage, tried to steal from me, and worst of all, you lied about it. I’m going to give you an enema, understand?”
I guess its okay. Give the creep what he wants and this will all be a weird memory soon. She didn’t admit it, but she was getting aroused by the thought. I’m a damned sicko just like him, but I’ve gone this far, what’s a little more? Elise nodded as she walked closer, and from his instruction, she bent down. He rubbed the wet tip of the full syringe in between her cheeks until he felt the opening. He pressed it in and Elise let out a grunt.

She braced her hands upon her legs as the water pushed inside steadily. The tip pulled out, and shortly after that, another dose came. Her body easily accepting the warm water as it finished, and after another short pause, a third dose started. She stood halfway as it became uncomfortable. She moaned as the liquid pushed painfully into her bowels. Putting a hand on her belly, she could hear it grumbling as the man prepared another shot.

Elise turned back to see the water wasn’t even halfway gone. The man put the tip in her ass and had to push much harder this time. “I can’t take any mooooore!” He interrupted her complaint with a forceful thrust, getting it all in before removing the syringe. She shot upright, bouncing with pain. Elise used short, quick breaths to calm herself as she waited for another. She whined with the fifth dose, trying desperately to convince him to stop.

“You are in a lot of trouble young lady. You have to take more before I can start to forgive you.” The man pushed in on the plunger and allowed the water to push it back out for a moment before he forced it back in. Once empty, he drew more and let out a small laugh at her agony. “Having trouble, my dear?”

“Yes! It hurts! Stop this right now!”

The man sat the full syringe in the bucket and brought out a box from the closet beside the sink. He pulled out a pair of oddly shaped pink gloves. He grabbed her wrist and slipped one on her hand. Surprised and in pain, she didn’t even try to stop him as he fastened it and placed a small lock upon the strap. She tried to pull free as he gloved her second hand. He casually pushed her stomach, causing her to buckle forward submissively and allow him to finish. After recovering, she held up her gloved hands and gave him a questioning look. The round mittens would make it nearly impossible to use her hands to grab or hold anything. What the fuck did I let him do?

The man circled behind her and bent her forward. “I know you can hold much more, little girl. You have to endure the punishment.” He brought the syringe to her ass and gave her another forced dose. Her belly grumbled and she was fighting to keep the liquid in as he removed the tip. Why am I letting him do this to me? She looked back to the stern older man. Ugh, maybe he’s almost done. I guess this is better than paying him for damages. She fought through three more agonizing shots before she let some leak out. Furious, the man slapped her ass, causing her to tense and stumble forward.

“You need to hold it in! You’re almost done, don’t make this worse!”
“I can’t, it’s too much! Please, let me go to the bathroom.”
“I will not allow you to give up so quickly.” The man rifled through the box and brought out a tangle of nylon straps and a bulbous black butt plug.
“You can’t be serious?!” She decided to make a break for it. She walked quickly, clenching as she moved down the hall to the front door. The man walked behind her, laughing. She fumbled with the round door handle as he watched from beside her.

“Lick this.” He held out the plug as he tugged her long, wild raven hair. She shook her head, but eventually opened her mouth to accept the toy. He swirled it around before bringing it behind her and popping it in between her squeezed cheeks. She gasped as it moved inside and the man set to affixing the harness around her hips. She hoped he hadn’t noticed how wet she had become.

Setting his jaw, the man glared. “Is that easier for you?”
“Just let me go, I won’t say a word, I promise!”
“I can’t trust you anymore.” He reached down and easily scooped Elise off her feet. “We are going to finish now.” The surprisingly strong man carried her to the bathroom as her belly roiled. He sat her upon the closed toilet, causing the plug to move painfully. The man emptied the bucket and cleaned the syringe as she watched, unable to relieve herself.

“I tried to let you have the easy way out.” He sat the syringe on a towel to dry before taking something else from the box. He brought out a bright red enema bag and a long rubber tube, both reminding her of the one she used long ago. The only difference was the nozzle looked shorter and stubby. Oh no. The man filled the bag and stood her up. “Now you have to take more because you couldn’t control yourself.”

He brought the hose behind her and she heard a snapping noise as he locked it into place upon the plug. He held the bag beside his head as he released the stopper clip. She hopped around, trying to evade the flow as the man observed.

“Stop this! Seriously, stop this now!”
“Looks like you’re enjoying this more than you’re letting on. How shameful!”

She looked down to see her pussy was glistening. She reached down but the big puffy gloves only teased her more. She pressed harder and it seemed to lessen the pain coming from behind and in her belly. If only I could touch myself for a few seconds…

The man pointed as he hung the bag from the shower curtain rod. “No, no, this is punishment.” He moved her arms aside and embraced her in a hug.
She put her head against his chest and squeezed him without much thought. “Please, I have to empty out.” She spoke despondently. “I’ve learned my lesson.” She could feel the bulge between his legs upon her belly. She craned her neck to look into his eyes as they stood together. “Just let me empty and I’ll do whatever you want.” She made her intentions clear.

The man stepped back, pinching the hanging bag to force more water through. “You try to tempt me to get out of your punishment?” She cringed as he pushed lower on the nearly empty bag. “You’re a tough cookie, but I will make you learn.”

He swatted her hands to her sides every time she attempted to touch herself. It became very frustrating as she stood there, waiting as the water flowed slow and painfully into her growing belly. Her reasonably smooth stomach had puffed outward, sagging with the large quantity of water she now held. She looked as if she was in the middle of pregnancy once the bottle had emptied. The man took it down and she was visibly suffering as the man cleaned the hose and sat it next to the syringe.

“That wasn’t so bad, right?”
“Please, just take this off and let me go!” Her belly shaking as she stepped side to side. “I need to go now!”
“Oh, I still don’t trust you. You are keeping that in for the last part too.”
“L-last part?”
“You have to hold the enema too, my dear.”
“You have to be fucking kidding!” She slapped her rounded gloves upon the harness in a futile attempt to get free.

The man spanked her hard, stopping her struggle. “Do not swear!” He pulled a package from the closet and took out a disposable adult diaper. Elise shook her head wordlessly as the man lead her into the bedroom. He sat her upon the unusually clean sheets and leaned her backward. She complained and lazily fought, but he easily kept her in line. “My stomach hurts so bad! I can’t-”

“If you want to act like a child then I’m going to treat you like one.” He lifted her legs and put the diaper around her hips, attaching the Velcro straps as he watched her writhe in pain. “I’m going to let you sit in here and think about what you’ve done.”

“No, no, please-“ The door closed as she called out. She rolled onto her side, rising awkwardly. She pressed her hands down upon the diaper, but the padding in both made it impossible to touch herself. How the fuck did I get into this? I have to find a way out!

She fumbled with the doorknob and the window to no avail. She tried to find something sharp to cut through the mittens, but again, she found nothing. She banged on the door, yelling for a long time before the man returned. He brought something up to her mouth and wrapped it behind her head. He moved so fast, it took her a moment to realize it was a pacifier. The oversized pink pacifier was strapped in place, stopping her from making anything more than grunts.

Lifting her with far more difficulty than before, he brought her to the front room where a pastel rug had been laid out. On it, there were some wooden blocks with colorful letters and two oversized toy firetrucks. “You sit in here quietly for ten minutes and I’ll take that off, deal?” She grumbled pathetically as the man moved to the couch and flipped open the newspaper.

God, it hurts so much and I just want to cum! What the hell is wrong with me? I’m trapped with a fucking crazy old man and I’m only worried about cumming? He is treating me like a young kid in some twisted fantasy. Elise held up her hands before dropping them in defeat. My friend will find me eventually, but how can I explain this? They’ll believe me to a point, but I let him do this to me. I tried to steal from him and I ruined something he loved.

She sat contemplating her poor choices as she tried to withstand the waves of painful cramps. Her distended belly ached to release the unwelcome fluid, but she had to wait. Just let him win. Sweat beaded on her forehead as her thoughts roamed, wondering how much time had passed. She groaned lightly as she watched the oddly relaxed man reading the paper without care as she sat, inflated in the corner. I’m being punished for being a naughty girl. She tried to think of it from his warped perspective. He is trying to teach me and I keep trying to undermine it. She tensed as another cramp passed. Just let him win.

The man came over after what seemed like an eternity. He unfastened the strap around her head and sat the pacifier aside. “What have you learned, little girl?”
“I-I’m s-sorry I stole from you.”
“And?”
“And, I’m sorry I damaged… your car. And I’m sorry I lied to you.”
“Good. Do you want me to take that off now?”
“Yes!” She saw the bulge in his pants and she was still very aroused. “Can we, can you…” He unfastened the diaper, giving her a confused look. “Can you put it in?”
He sat up on his knees, pointing a finger.
“Please, daddy?”

The man’s eyes softened at the word. He sighed as he unzipped his pants and slipped his cock out. She reached out as he lowered himself onto her, hitting the mark on the first attempt. Elise gasped loudly as the man pushed his hips against hers. The pain in her stomach faded as orgasm built, and within seconds she found the climax she had been longing for since she had removed her clothes. The man, supporting most of his weight, pounded her. Her orgasm came and went, and then another came as the man finished inside her without warning. Her mind swirled as she enjoyed the sensation.

When she finally realized what he had done, she gave him a tired, stern glare. The man got to his knees as he unlocked her mittens. “I can’t have kids.” He assured her, reattaching the diaper straps and pulling the partially exposed harness upon her hips. The strap caused the whole thing to move free. She couldn’t begin to hold it in without the straps, and she made a very embarrassing spectacle as she stumbled down the hallway to the bathroom, filling her diaper as she moved.

It took a long time and most of her energy, but she had lasted through the punishment. She felt an odd sense of accomplishment for what she had gone through. The man helped her clean up and assured her that she was entirely in the clear. Finally in the shower, she contemplated what had happened. I took too much water, but I had the best orgasm of my entire life. She touched her tender pussy. It felt nice having him cum in me.

She thought back to the obvious bundle of money, the conveniently open door, the absence of the man until the crash. That asshole set me up! He wanted me to walk in there. She shrugged.

Idol of Fertility

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Her contact had given her the coordinates to a very large cave system in northern Spain. He told of an ancient idol that had found its way down there somehow. If legends were to be believed, sometime in the 1700s, during the War of Spanish Succession, a group of locals found a path into the deeper areas of the caves and decided to live there. They would venture up and trade with the town they had left, but they became more reclusive as time passed. Eventually their town was captured, but rather than fight back, they decided to sever outside connection and blast a section of the cave entrance, sealing themselves in. They still had small paths out, but most of them stayed, ignoring the outside world.

Just before all of that transpired, they supposedly bartered for a relic from early man – a statuette of some form of earth mother. Sonya originally discounted such a wild tale, however, after some research, it might be plausible and not many outsiders knew about the reclusive migrants. Their group travelled along many winding backroad to come upon a ten-foot wide sinkhole, deeper than they could estimate. Their driver took his fee and left the trio to explore alone.

Sonya, Brooke, and their contact, Arturo checked their gear. The two girls were both friends from college. As adventure junkies, they started exploring caves in various states during the last two summers, but this year they wanted to up the ante. Both kept in amazing shape and were very active. Brooke was tall, slim, and had lusciously full lips. Her smile was her best feature and her big brown eyes added to her seductive looks. Brooke stole glances as they rifled through their packs. Her rich, golden-brown skin radiated warmth as she stretched her neck.

On the other hand, Sonya was a polar opposite as looks went. She was just as limber and muscular, but she was short and pale. Her grayish green eyes gave her a cold appearance, but her dimpled cheeks and reddish brown hair helped to offset it. She wasn’t sure why Brooke loved her, but she didn’t question her good luck. Sonya wound her long hair into a ponytail after confirming that all of her items were prepared.

Arturo waited by the edge of the entrance, peering into the blackness. He was an older, quiet man, who seemed to tolerate the chatty girls, understanding that they wouldn’t screw him over like other, more experienced explorers might. They all understood that this was a casual cave exploration, but there was always that hope that they would find something more. There was always the slim chance that the stories were actually true.

They began their climb down the sheer rock face. Arturo explained the path they would find, as he had started to explore on his own before they arrived. They only went about thirty feet down before Sonya saw the first ledge he had mentioned, with a crawlspace leading deeper into the cave system. They continued into the damp, dark caves, crawling in tight spaces and weaving up and down through claustrophobic caverns. Soon they passed the point where Arturo had ventured. Nearly an hour had passed and they continued farther into the unknown. “I think I see light!” Brooke called from the center of their line.

“We shouldn’t be near the surface yet.” Sonya pivoted and walked along the ledge, back to her partner. They flicked off their headlamps, definitely seeing a faint light above them. The opening was out of reach, so Arturo helped to boost them one at a time. Sonya led again, crawling into the small alcove and finding some loose stone at the end. She used her gloved hand to push it through, allowing the ambient light to flood their passage. They crawled out and found themselves in an unnaturally wide hallway.

Brooke crawled through, gasping as her eyes adjusted to the light source. “It’s a torch!”
“Yep, good job captain obvious!” Sonya whispered as she helped her friend to her feet. Arturo barely fit, but he seemed more nervous than awe-struck. He directed them down the stone hall and they walked cautiously, passing a few more crackling torches before they came to a small room. The two girls shook with excitement as they gazed upon a small, roughly carved figure resting upon a stone pedestal. “Is… Is that really it?” Sonya asked with wonder.

The guide nodded, motioning for her to take it. Sonya hesitated before finally reaching out to lift the heavy limestone figure. It had no head or arms, and the legs stopped at the knees. The design was clearly of a pregnant woman’s midsection, showing her prominent female curves. She offered it to Brooke, who took it gently. “It’s amazing.”
Sonya looked back towards the hall. “What do you think is down the hall?”
Brooke paused to look as well. “Do we really want to find out?”
“Do you think people still live down here after all this time?”
She inspected the heavy stone idol. “I mean, there can’t be, right? It’s been hundreds of years.”
“Maybe there is an entrance somewhere we don’t know about. Maybe they’re looking for this thing too.” Sonya took the statuette back. “This could be worth millions.”
“Forget that! Imagine how famous we’ll be.”
“Let’s just go back the way we came and whoever is down here won’t even know we were here.”

After inspecting it top to bottom, Sonya wrapped it and placed it in her pack. They went back to the crawlspace detaching their lifelines temporarily so Arturo could go ahead, checking for any loose sections of the ledge at the exit. Brooke went in the middle again, finding it much harder to squeeze through this time. Sonya got on her stomach and nudged her shoulders through the cracked edge of the hall, but she was too big to go farther. “I can’t seem to get my boobs to fit!” She could not turn on her side, either, as the section had limited height.

“Just squish through!” Brooke called, unable to look back to her friend.
Sonya struggled, but eventually conceded. “I can’t, I just don’t fit this way.” She shuffled back, raising up onto her knees and looking down to inspect her chest. She felt her breasts beneath her mud soaked coveralls as Brooke also backed out of the crawlspace.
Brooke gave a dramatically confused glare. “Havin’ fun back here?”
“They feel weird.” Sonya slipped her pack onto the ground and unbuttoned the front of her outer layer. She peeled the coveralls away to reveal astounding cleavage. Her modest sized breasts had grown visibly larger, pushing her grey tank top outward. Both girls stared for a long time.
“Are you fuckin’ with me, Sonya?”
She quickly shook her head. “No! I don’t know!”
“How the hell did your boobs get so big? They weren’t that huge when you were getting dressed this morning!”

Sonya shrugged, causing her chest to raise slightly, casing a little more skin to peek out. “They feel kind of weird too, kind of warm.”
Brooke remembered their guide, as she turned and knelt, calling with urgency through the opening. “Arturo! We’re stuck!” There was no response. They called a couple more times, but they finally decided he had gone ahead without them. “You don’t think he’s going to fuck us over, do you?”
“Oh shit, maybe. We still have it, though.”
“Fuck! He might bring a crew back and kill us to get that thing!”
“We have to find another way out! Maybe we can team up with whoever put that torch up.” The big-chested girl put her backpack on again.

The path led upwards, getting surprisingly warmer as they ascended the gentle slope. They noticed a few more side exits, but all were too small for Sonya in her larger state. Both girls took the tops of their coveralls off, tying them around their waist. Sonya lamented, as her once reasonable breasts had ballooned outward and downward, jiggling with each step. It started throwing off her balance, as they wobbled heavily, swaying side to side with even the slightest motion. As they climbed she tried to cover them with her coveralls, just to keep them in check, but it came nowhere near close to buttoning again. She retied it around her hips as Brooke watched.

“You know, I think my chest grew too.” Brooke fondled herself. “Nothing like you, but they definitely got bigger.”

Sonya paused as she noticed her belly had expanded as well. “What the fuck?” She slipped the heavy coveralls lower and her tank top upward. Her stomach puffed outward, looking like the first few months of pregnancy. Sonya burst into tears. “What is happening to me?!”
Brooke embraced her friend, pressing her pleasantly heavy breasts between them, stroking her hair to relax the sobbing girl. “I don’t know, maybe… maybe it’s something in the air… Maybe you are allergic to something. We’ll figure it out once we get out of here.” Brooke looked into her eyes with compassion. “We have to keep moving or we might not make it out of here.”
Sonya agreed, wiping away her tears. “I can make it.”

They only went about twenty feet down the hall before there was an abrupt turn leading to an out of place wooden doorway. Brooke’s mouth hung as she looked back and forth between the door and her expanded friend. “Do you think this…”
Sonya was more skeptical, but unable to directly deny the thought. She gathered courage before pushing the rickety door open. They stood in silent wonder as they looked down upon a large group of houses built in a large cavern. Torches were scattered between the homes, giving patchy light to the people who moved between their homes.

“They are still living here!” Brooke’s voice danced with amazement. “They still fucking live here!”

They heard a man shout from below as he pointed and bounded up the stone ramp. Others followed as they ran up the ledge. “Shit, what do we do?!” Sonya looked for an escape. “Back in here!” They closed the crude door, knowing it was a temporary blockade. “They’re going to see that we took it!”
“Uh, let’s just say that Arturo grabbed it and ran!”
“What if they search our stuff?”
Brooke reached into her friend’s pack and unwrapped the figurine. She slid it down her pants and nestled it close to her privates. “No one will check there.”
“I don’t know. We should just put it back!”

Wood splintered as the door flew open. An angry man cursed them in Spanish as a stomped forward. He took their packs and tossed them to his followers. They rifled through the items, tossing them aside as they searched. The man in front wore a dirty t-shirt and jeans, with a machete hanging from his hip. He regarded them with a cold stare. “Who are you?” He asked in English.

Both girls knew some Spanish, but Brooke was better versed, so she responded in his native tongue. “We are just cave explorers, we just stumbled down here. We won’t say a thing, we promise!”
“Dumb Americans.” He sized them up with his eyes. “Strip.” The nervous girls looked to one another. “Now!”

Sonya took off her helmet, unlaced her hiking boots, and slid her coveralls onto the floor. The tank top was stretched upon her fleshy chest with her nipples showing through. Her belly was visible beneath the raised shirt, giving her a very pregnant appearance. Her butt had widened as well, making it difficult to slip out of her muddy garb.  Her skin felt tight and warm, inside and out.

She did a double take as she noticed Brooke had expanded similarly. Her breasts had grown a few cup sizes, but her notable gain was in her squishy rump and puffed out belly. Her once firm backside had doubled, expanding her hips and upper thighs to match. With a more pronounced pear shape from behind, her growth caused a great deal of trouble as she tried to take the lower section of clothes off. She grunted as she fought to slip her snug coveralls over her widened hips.

The man laughed as he drew a pocketknife and grabbed a small section of her clothes, cutting them just enough for her to slip them off. Sonya could see her bigger ass still looked young and tight, in spite of its size. Sonya stared for a moment at her friend’s noticeably larger stomach. She gasped, as she finally understood what she was seeing – Brooke’s belly was getting bigger as she watched.

“You two found your way into our relic chamber. We doubt it was by chance.” The man directed another man behind him down the hall. “We will check on our item while you wait.”
“Our guide, Arturo took it!” Brooke exclaimed, shaking with fright, seemingly unaware that her midsection was expanding. “He is heading out of the cave as we speak!”

The man shared another laugh with his companions. “He took it and you don’t have anything to do with it?” Brooke agreed hurriedly. “Well, I guess we should apologize then!” He reached forward, putting his palm upon her crotch. “But, what are you hiding down here?” He maneuvered the object and Brooke’s expression showed discomfort and surprise as he pushed the small figure into her pussy. “Guess it’s nothing. I don’t feel it anymore.”

Brooke’s belly continued growing as the man stepped back and spoke. “You don’t notice that you’re both puffing up like a fucking balloon? See, you dumb Americans try to steal the idol we found, but you’re too stupid to see that it’s a fucking trap!”

Brooke looked nine month’s pregnant at this point, and her breasts had grown as well. Giving her complete female curves that made her look awkwardly large, but still very desirable. The man walked over and reached beneath the girl’s enormous belly, moving her panties aside. He felt around for a moment before sliding out the stone idol. Brooke whimpered, lifting her hips as he pulled. He held the glistening object for everyone to see.

“This thing turns women into the fat cows they’re meant to be.” He looked into Sonya’s eyes. “Your turn.” He offered the wet statuette. “Put this in you.”
“Fuck you!”
The man rolled his eyes as he put his knife away and drew his machete, pointing it at Brooke’s distended belly. “Now!”

Tears welled in her eyes as Sonya took the slippery idol and pushed it past her underwear, into her unprepared pussy. It made a squishing sound as she worked it inside, using her friend’s juices for lubrication. She moved her panties to hold it in place. The man nodded with a smile as he used his off hand to slap her crotch, forcing it in entirely. Sonya grabbed her privates and fell to her knees, grunting in agony.

“It wasn’t in all the way.” He sheathed his weapon, directing the other three men to help her stand again. They marched them to the doorway. As they passed their backpacks, Sonya could see the end of a red tube. She knew the danger, but she decided to try anyway.

She lunged, grabbing the flare as she fell onto her bloated belly and rolled against the wall. She twisted the cap and blinded everyone with the shimmering flame. She pushed it into the closest man’s stomach as he tried to grab her. She used all of her strength to jump up, stumbling for a moment before unintentionally tackling the other two men who stepped in front of Brooke.

The dominant man finally stepped in, his machete high as he was about to swing. A sizzling white flame pressed into his arm, causing the blade to tumble behind him. Brooke followed-up by using her added weight to plow the man backwards, knocking him over the edge of the stone ramp. He grabbed a jutting section of rock at the last moment, struggling to hoist himself back up the sheer stone’s edge.

The two girls got to their feet and trotted heavily down the ramp, glancing back at the recovering men. Sonya left the object in place, knowing that any pause might get them caught. They made it to the first few houses before they could see the angry group of men ambling down the pathway.

They could see a woman scrubbing the floor in one of the door-less homes. “Help us, please!” Brooke begged in Spanish. “They’re trying to hurt us!”
The older woman scrambled to her feet, shocked by the intruders. “Help, they’re here! They’re here!” She screamed.

Sonya grabbed Brooke’s hand, leading her outside and between two of the roughly made structures. They wound their way through the torch lit town, finding a window into an uninhabited home. Brooke went first; her tight, full-figure still had enough strength to jump through the opening. She grunted as she landed upon the stone floor. Grumbling as she crawled aside. “Hurry!”

Sonya grew huge since the object was inserted. She could see her arms were notably larger, leading to her wider shoulders. Her legs were also massive now, leading to her huge rump, which had tripled in size, growing wider and expanding backward, but still remaining pliable and soft to the touch. Her breasts hung low on either side of her stomach, looking as big as basketballs and were surprisingly springy, bouncing out whenever they bumped her belly.

She tried to roll herself over the brick window frame, barely able to get her massive stomach through. She tumbled forward, but was stopped abruptly by her widened hips, which couldn’t fit through the opening. The motion caused the object she retained to slip halfway out and she could feel her juices trailing down her thighs. She struggled, but was unable to work herself free, hanging over the sill, her feet just above the cave floor.

“Just go, Brooke! They’re coming!” She could hear footsteps approaching from outside the home.
“There has to be a way…”
“Just go and send help. If they get us both then we’re screwed!”
The inflated woman nodded, leaving her lover to the approaching townsfolk. Sonya nearly cried as she watched the girl with the now hefty frame stumble through the doorway and bound clumsily around a corner. Within moments, she could hear men laughing behind her.
“You got a nice ass, chica.” The man spoke English as he grabbed two handfuls of her ass cheeks. Multiple hands groped her as she waited in place, unable to resist. She felt the hands spread her apart and slip the cold object out before a sudden warmth filled her loins. “Pinche puta, you’re gonna get used to this real fast.”
His cock felt small due to her added bulk. The man pumped her quickly, causing her full belly to rub upon the stone. She grumbled as another man stepped through the doorway ahead.

The leader smirked, watching her as she was fucked through the opening in the small house. He stepped forward and knelt, pinching her nipples, violently shaking her gargantuan, hanging breasts. “You’re a fucking cow now.” The man spoke in his native tongue. He worked her nipples, and to her amazement, she saw a stream of white liquid squirt onto the ground. The man used both hands to grab her right tit and put it in his mouth, drinking her breast milk as the man behind her continued, increasing his pace. Mere moments passed before he shot his warm fluid into her pussy. He filled her and stepped back, calling from beyond the blocked window frame. “All done!”

The man in front took another gulp before he let her boob swing back into place. He pushed her up and the men behind pulled, unsticking the bulky woman. They paraded her slowly to the center of the town, leading her inside the largest building she saw. To her horror, she saw Brooke sitting upon a stone bench next to two older, similarly inflated women. “I’m sorry Sonya.” They were both teary eyed as the men directed Sonya to sit alongside her friend.

“What are you going to do to us?” Sweat caused Sonya’s reddish hair to stick to her freckled neck.
“You used the artifact, so you’re going to provide for us now.”
“I don’t understand; how can we help you like this?” Brooke chimed in.

Arturo, their former partner, stepped in before the man could respond, smiling as he bowed his head. “You will provide nourishment and other services.”
“What?” She asked, dumfounded.
“You can give us enough milk to feed half the town. We didn’t expect to have both couples make it, but we aren’t complaining.”
“Our families will be looking for us! They know where we are!” Sonya exclaimed.

“No one will find you. You are two dumb American girls who went cave exploring in a foreign country. They’ll search the area for a time, but they’ll give up and assume you died. We’ve done this for a long time. Tourists are easy to deal with as long as you show a little patience.”

“What do you mean ‘other services?’” Brooke questioned.
“You’ll give us children for many years.”
“Why? You have plenty of women down here, why use us?”
“Those are our wives. We use you for kids to send topside. You’d be surprised how many people will pay for foreign children.” The leader slipped the idol from his pocket. “This little thing has been great for us. It only effects women and outsiders are always drawn here once we give them a lead.” He patted Arturo on the shoulder. “So, my friend, which do you prefer?”

Arturo stroked his chin as he thought. “This one seems more defiant, I like that.” He gestured to Sonya.
“Very well, you can do the honor.”
Sonya’s heart skipped a beat as Arturo took the artifact from the leader and spit on the rounded end. “You fight me and I will make your friend here regret it.” Brooke shuddered as he glared at her. He rubbed the moist tip on Sonya’s hidden lower opening, pressing it in and working it deeper. Soon it was in entirely, but the man kept pushing. He slipped his knuckles inside and then his wrist. The rounded object slid deeper, ushered by the man’s hand. He made it nearly to his elbow when he stopped and pulled his arm out with a wet slurping sound.

“You really gobbled it up down there! I see you’re becoming more accommodating. We will have to keep something in there to keep you pleased, won’t we?” He rubbed his hands upon her massive, curvy body. “You’re going to look nice in a few hours. You won’t be able to move ever again, but we’ll take good care of you.” The man laughed.

Brooke had fallen asleep somehow, unexplainably tired from the days ordeals. She turned and craned her neck. Sonya had gone from a slim, muscular woman into a heaping mess. She was enormous; all aspects of her body had grown. She sat a few feet taller, her pudgy arms crossed over her mountainous tits. Brooke noticed her belly was nearly as big as she was now. Sonya’s hips had spread outward and backward, pressing against her side and against the stone wall behind them. Her thick legs were stuck straight out, locked in place by her stomach.

“Oh my god!” Brooke couldn’t think of what to say.
“It’s okay,” Sonya’s puffed cheeks caused her words to slur. “He took it out a while ago.” He said I’m not going to get any bigger.”
Brooke was in tears, concerned for her friend. “Doesn’t it hurt?”
“No, no, it feels so nice now. He put a few things in me and it feels sooo nice.”
“What are you talking about?!”
“My body feels great when I orgasm now. You should try it. I mean, it’s better when you get bigger, but I think you’ll still like it.”
“She’s gone.” The other inflated woman said distantly. “He said that she’s going to get addicted to the feeling faster since she’s bigger.” She sighed. “We all will, I guess.”
The nameless woman’s partner burst into tears. “We’re all going to die down here!”
There was a long silence from the other two. Brooke finally turned to her friend. “What did he put in you?”
“Rocks. They feel great when I move!” Her eyes lit up as she looked down. “He said he has to take them out when he comes back, but I’m enjoying every second of it now!” Her enormous body shifted. A smooth stone clacked as it slid from between her legs. “Ooooh!” She quivered with delight.

The Spy Who Saved Me

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She stepped through the door, waiting for movement. She could see a guard walking down the tunnel. She trotted to the service door and held up the keycard she took from a previous technician. Once the door beeped, she eased it open and moved ahead. A guard rounded the corner and she quickly struck him in the throat. The man gasped and clumsily launched his rifle onto the floor. She struck him in the forehead with the butt of her silenced pistol and watched him tumble. She shot him without remorse. I know what you’re part of. There were numerous rumors about the human experimentation happening in this hidden facility and she knew the guards were privy to the details.

Katherine readied her pistol and waited for anyone to investigate the noise. After deeming the area safe, she took out her phone and inspected the photo Abbey had sent before she was captured. She’s in one of the experiment cells by now. I hope I’m not too late. My mission is to extract the intel she was after, but I can’t just leave her to be tortured. Katherine passed through another door, finding herself in a large garage with many all-terrain vehicles and crates. Numerous cameras sat above a door on the far side of the area. That’s where I need to go.

She avoided confrontation from the patrolling guards and climbed upon some crates, using them to traverse the room undetected. She tossed some mid-range acid to melt the metal grating and snaked her way into the ventilation duct just below the ceiling. It was a very tight fit, but she managed to make it through and eventually the duct widened. She moved carefully to limit noise and found herself above one of the experiment chambers. She watched the scene unfolding below.

She recognized the head scientist from the files Abbey sent. The woman named Oxanna was tall, showing signs of age, but still retaining her natural beauty. Her features were broad, but her face was gaunt, matching her slender body. She wore a white coat over her suit jacket, and her short skirt revealed excellently formed legs. Crimson hair draped upon her shoulders as she inspected the woman behind the Plexiglas enclosure.

She is a skilled scientist, but most call her a deviant. The Russian government disavows all knowledge of her experiments, but they keep her going in case of an unexpected breakthrough. She is given the problematic citizens and left to torture them in the name of science. I know this happens all the time, but from what I heard this is just cruel.

Oxanna pressed a button on a nearby console and watched as a clear liquid sprayed from the ceiling, coating the captured woman in a thick substance. The woman lifted her arms in disgust, trying to wipe the goo from her body.
“I just took 40 years from you.” Oxanna spoke to her through a speaker in the cell.
“What?” The subject couldn’t have been older than twenty.
“That substance ages your cells and I want to study the effects. You have this to look forward to.”

She pressed another button and a guard led a submissive middle-aged woman in. She looked good for her age, but small wrinkles and loose skin showed her battle with time. Her face was round with a distinct jawline and slightly upturned nose. Her breasts sagged and there was a slight paunch above her waist. The girl wasn’t restrained in any way.

“This is Missy and she was 14.” The woman cast her eyes to the floor. Her deep black hair was white at the roots. “As you can see, her body aged around 40 years and that’s what is going to happen to you as well in a few weeks.” Oxanna put a hand on her shoulder, causing the woman to pull away timidly. “Her body is aging, but her organs are still young and healthy.” Oxanna gave a telling smile to the woman. “Her reproductive organs still work marvelously.”

The guard stepped around her and shoved Missy backwards. She stumbled as he yanked her arm, leading her out the door. Oxanna followed them out, ignoring the crying girl in the transparent enclosure.

Katherine pushed on, crawling to the next main opening in the ventilation. In this room she could see ten men lined up behind a woman that leaned upon something huge. The woman was resting on two large mounds of flesh. Those are her tits! They’re massive! Her breasts were pressed against the ground, forcing the woman to bend forward upon them. The mammaries had somehow grown to roughly the same size as their bearer.

The men were taking turns, using whatever orifice they preferred. As soon as one man finished another would mount her. The immobile woman yelped as the man behind her surely went into her ass. He grabbed her shoulders and pulled himself up from the ground, burying his cock as far as it would go. Another man came around in front and used her mouth, muffling her screams. I have to stop this. Katherine knew she couldn’t take them all out, so she averted her eyes and continued on.

In the next room she could see the guard fucking the older woman from the first room upon a cot. There were a few women hunkered in the corners of the room, all of which were pregnant. The man had her legs upon his shoulders, pressing downward with his thrusts, eliciting a groan from the older woman each time.

Katherine couldn’t watch any more. She knocked the vent open and dropped herself gracefully, springing up from the 8-foot drop with her pistol in hand. She put a bullet in the guard’s head before he could turn. The girl beneath him pulled her arms against her chest and bawled as blood sprayed upon the wall. It was odd to see such a mature woman crying so freely. The man stayed in place for a moment until she moved her legs to the side, causing him to topple onto the floor.

White substance oozed from the woman’s pussy. God, I got him right as he was finishing. Why did she just let him sit there filling her? Katherine tried to calm the woman. I hope she doesn’t get pregnant like the others. Katherine looked to the other women, most of them still afraid as they watched her.

One older woman stood, walking closer, gripping her belly as she shuffled heavily. The haggard female had a full head of white and brown hair with tired, sunken eyes. Her frame was skinny except for the large belly and milk-filled breasts, showing all of her sustenance went to her unborn child. Her skin was wrinkled and spotted with freckles. Her bony face turned to unexpectedly warm smile. “Thank the lord you’ve come.”

“I’m not here to get you out.” She spoke in their native tongue.
The woman’s smile faded. “You can’t just leave us! Please, at least save my daughter.”
Katherine shook her head. I’m sorry, I can’t help you or your baby.”
“Not this freak inside me! Her!” The frail woman pointed to the shaken girl upon the cot. “Help Missy, please!”

“I will take out Oxanna, but I can’t take on that many guards by myself.”
“Then you have to release us! There is a control room at the end of the corridor. There is an emergency release button behind a false panel next to the main monitor.”
Katherine pulled up her map, noting the room. “How do you know this?”

The woman looked aside as she thought. “I was a scientist here.” She sighed. “At first it was like any other research facility. Then there were rumors of some inhumane experiments happening away from the public eye. Over time, Oxanna and her husband were given more and more freedom and slowly weeded out anyone who she thought didn’t have the stomach for it. Her husband kept her in check, but when he died she went insane. She had all the female guards and scientists used for her twisted experimentation. She allowed the men to fuck the women who survived as payment for their silence.”
“I saw that in the last room.”

“The only thing holding her back from weaponizing these sick experiments is her love for power. Once her research is released, she knows they will stop her and probably throw her in the gulag before using it as their own. She wants to ride this as long as she can.”
Katherine looked at the small camera above them. “They know I’m coming, why haven’t they sounded an alarm?”
“The guards are either at the entrance, with her, or having sex with some poor women. You won’t see many past this point.”
“All right, I will get to the control room and release you, but after that it’s up to you.”

The nameless woman nodded, moving beside her crying daughter, holding her against her bosom. The mature, pregnant women made an odd couple as Katherine opened the door and watched for patrols. She’s right, no one in sight. Katherine charged down the hall and used her keycard once again. I’m glad I did my research – I was able to follow that creep home and get his card.

In the room there were numerous monitors with direct feeds into the experiment chambers. Katherine scanned across, trying to ignore the atrocities happening on each screen. Most of the guards are with the woman with huge tits. Finally, she found the girl who had given her the location. Abbey was a daughter of a murdered scientist and she meant to expose the culprit. She was foolish enough to try to get more of the incriminating documents by herself. That went about as well as you’d expect. She didn’t even get past the parking garage. They certainly had a secure building at one point, at least.
 
On the camera, Oxanna and two armed men observed the restrained girl as she spoke. Katherine formed a plan to take out the two guards flanking the head of research. She found the emergency release panel and pressed the hidden button. As expected, Oxanna sent them to deal with the unlocking doors. Katherine hid beside the desk; her small body tucked nicely beside the thick frame as the two guards burst in with shotguns ready.

Katherine shot a monitor on the far side of the room. It popped and toppled to the floor, distracting them as she spun around the corner and shot them one after the other. Reloading, she made her way to the room with Abbey. It was surprisingly quiet after the doors unlatched. No one seemed to be running for the exit. The guards are probably too distracted to care and the women are too scared.

She came to the room and nudged the door wider. The creak was masked by the low hum of the furnace. The head scientist watched her subject intently. Abbey was a pretty Russian teenager. Her face had strong features with straight eyebrows and willful blue eyes. Her tawny hair rested upon her surprisingly large, upturned breasts. Like her arms, her long legs were strapped in place upon the upright table, spread apart to reveal her shaven, pink slit.

Her belly had grown since she saw it on the camera. There is a hose in her ass! Katherine traced its origin back to a pump on the side of a clear water tank. The water, however, had a light greenish hue. Oxanna was still oblivious as she walked closer to pat the girl’s stomach. “This is only the beginning my dear. This substance is being absorbed, making your beautiful body fat and repulsive!”

I can’t just shoot her, she has to suffer. Holstering her gun, Katherine prowled behind the woman and stood carefully. Abbey’s fiery eyes snapped to the approaching woman. Oxanna turned, just in time to dodge her strike. The Russian scientist kicked Katherine in the shin as she grabbed her arms, trying to topple her. Katherine used the momentum to cause the woman to stumble to the side. I shouldn’t have gotten cocky. Katherine drew her pistol again, but the woman slapped it away before striking her in the chest.

The punch mashed Katherine’s breast painfully, causing her to stagger backwards. Oxanna took the opportunity to lunge upon her, trying to wrestle her to the ground. Katherine kneed her in the hip as she stomped upon her foot. Katherine pushed her backwards and dropped low. She was able to connect a strike in her side and then in her stomach. Oxanna crumpled to the floor, breathless.

Katherine snatched her firearm from the floor and pulled the hose from the restrained girl’s backside. She cried out as the colored fluid poured onto the ground. Katherine undid the girl’s straps and disconnected them from the table, all the while keeping an eye on the scientist that crawled on her hands and knees. Abbey’s belly had inflated to make her look 7-8 months pregnant. Katherine handed her the restraints and watched as the small framed girl carried her added weight, stumbling to her subdued captor. Is she bigger already? She lowered herself and attached one restraint on her wrists and another on her ankles. Abbey arose, “Hurt her for me.” The woman stumbled to the door, leaking some of the water with each step. “I have to do something.”

Now alone with Oxanna, Katherine pulled the woman’s black panties aside and picked up the running hose from the floor. “There’s still a lot left, shouldn’t let it go to waste.” She held the woman’s hips as she worked the damp tip in and forced the hose into her ass.
“Ugh!” She struggled, fruitlessly as the running hose fed deeper into her backside. “It doesn’t matter. I’ll be dead soon anyway!”
Katherine agreed as she walked to the panel on the pump. She noticed it was on the lower setting. She turned the lever up to high flow and laughed. “I can’t make you suffer enough, but I can try.”

“Stupid Brit. You know that all the people here are going to die one way or another. Once the guards outside figure out what is going on they’ll overrun you!”
As if on cue, a loudspeaker crackled and Abbey spoke, “To all of the personnel of this facility: I have taken the control room and I am locking down the inner complex. Everyone outside is free to go, but anyone inside will be pleased to know I have released Oxanna’s failsafe.” The woman laughed maniacally. “She didn’t tell you guys about that, did she?”

Oxanna shifted, showing pain as she cussed her former captive. “I surrender! Take me in and I will work with your bosses as a foreign prisoner!” Her big eyes pleaded. Her exposed behind wiggled the hose as she tried to find a more comfortable position.
Katherine stepped forward and spanked her thickening rump. “No chance in hell.” Her clothes were stretched, as the concoction inside caused her to grow subtly.

Papers shuffled as the voice started again upon the announcement system. “I have the plans here: it shows how this mist, when inhaled by men, and only men, will cause them to suffer a violent heart attack within minutes. Looks like your boss didn’t trust you!” She scoffed, “I already sent that out so you better make your last few seconds count!”

Moments later, a few naked men charged past the door with their assault rifles. They shot at the secured door for a moment before one stepped back, peering into their room. Katherine stood, gun ready. The man watched for a moment before nodding and dropping his gun. “Good ridd-“ He grunted and stumbled backward, falling dead against the wall. The other gunfire halted shortly after.

The skinny redhead’s body grew since she had last looked. Her clothes started tearing at the seams, making way for her fattening body. Her arms and legs puffed out as her breasts and backside easily doubled in size from their previously modest proportions. Her skirt split up the sides as her chunky ass popped free. Buttons shot upon the cement floor as her hefty breasts escaped from their outer restraint. Her belly pressed against the floor and her face had rounded as she jerked in pain before becoming despondent.

“My husband was the one who came up with the concept of the aging cream. We were testing it on volunteers for a few months when he decided to splash some on me accidentally one night. Luckily it wasn’t refined at that point, but I look about 20 years older because of that selfish son of a bitch.” She scoffed, tensing for only a moment before continuing her tale as the water blasted into her. “I mixed some of the cream into that fools dinner for a few weeks and watched him suffer as all of his organs shut down. I was so blinded by rage that I didn’t think about where to go from there. The Government wanted results so I had to turn to prisoners and then to the employees. I had good results, but I figured out that there wasn’t a good end for me.”

The pump ran dry, sucking loudly as it forced air into the fattening woman. “You are a monster and there is nothing that’s going to save you now.” Katherine stepped in front of the bulky inflated woman. Her undergarments were stretched to the limit. The woman thrashed her head, causing her crimson hair to dance wildly as she bellowed in pain. Wanting to prolong the pain, Katherine decided to cut her bra and panties away, exposing her now gargantuan breasts. The ruined underwear launched onto the ground as her body quivered. She balanced awkwardly upon her restrained hands and knees.

Her belly spread outward upon the floor as she writhed in anger. “You can’t just let me die! Imagine all the knowledge that you’ll be giving up! I can help!” The woman’s naked body pressed onto the cold floor.

“You’re not going to leave this place.” Abbey returned, standing in the doorway. She too had grown incredibly large. Her face had gained only a bit of fat around her cheeks. From there down, her shoulders had widened, her arms had gained bulk, and her breasts hanged on either side of her meaty belly. She still retained a water-swollen midsection, but it was flattening as the fluid was being absorbed. There was a roll upon her wide hips, which still showed an impressive hourglass figure. Her shaven are was now hidden between her plump thighs. The long, sexy legs were broader, but still smooth.

“Ugh!” The inflated woman on the floor tried to turn, but was unable to see behind her. “I’m going to burst! You’re better than this!” Her insides made a loud gurgling sound.
Katherine walked behind her as she yelled, grabbing the switch to the machine and snapping it off. “Nah, I think I’ll leave you.”
Abbey gave a sad, thankful smile as she walked closer. “There is a hidden escape tunnel in the control room.”

“Good, let’s go get the others.” I changed my mind, I can’t just abandon them after all their suffering. Katherine took Abbey’s arm and helped her awkwardly large friend through the door as the woman let out a shrill cry behind them. The pump whined as it tried to force more air into the reluctant scientist. There was a sudden popping sound and a wet noise as the pump’s sound normalized. Abbey started to turn, but Katherine stopped her. “Don’t look.” Without thinking, Katherine’s hand was pressing upon the woman’s massive breast. She pulled away apologizing.

“It’s okay, I’m probably never going to get small again. That’s probably the most action I’ll see for the next 20 years.”
“I think you’ll be fine.” Katherine assisted her through the doorway and pulled her slightly, causing her to stumble. She pressed Abbey against the wall, mashing her inflated belly and breasts between them. There was a slight pause before Katherine grabbed her ass and planted a sensual kiss upon her lips. Abbey got a childish grin on her face as she pulled back. “When we get out of here I will help you get back on your feet.” Katherine gave a sly smile. “After some fun first.” They continued on to the control room to begin evacuation.