Foreign Affairs II

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“Ready?”
Abbey started a countdown and two guards fell at one. They slid from the vents and met in the hallway. She loved seeing the curvy girl in the form-fitting latex cat suit. It had taken nearly a year, but Abbey was able to move gracefully now and with training, she had become a valuable partner.

”Two more ahead, but I think a distraction would be the way to go.”
Katherine took a guard’s overcoat and hat, giving her enough of a disguise to approach and neutralize the two men defending the door ahead. “I’ll call when they’re gone.” She planted a quick kiss on her partner’s lips before advancing. She tucked her hair away and flared up the collar, gripping the hidden pistol. The two men were on edge, asking for her clearance, but she was more concerned by the unexpected patrol approaching from the attached hallway.

He is too far to get a clean shot, and the door guards are becoming suspicious. She took a chance and dropped the two quietly before taking a couple of shots to hit the patrol. I got lucky; I’m glad he had a slow reaction time. “All clear.” She could scold Abbey for the mistake, but it was always a risk and Abbey needed to focus. After joining together, they moved deeper into the facility. It was very reminiscent of the Siberian labs where they had met, and she was pleased to find that the layout was also the same. They used the ventilation to traverse into the testing chambers.

Katherine had requested this mission – hearing that an old colleague of Oxanna had found some of her research documents and started similar human experiments. Oxanna evidently had some sort of failsafe that she had kept secret. Thankfully they had more resources in Russian intelligence these days. In fact, one of their undercover operatives was prepared to assist them from the control room as needed.

They moved to the first room, but found it empty. The fiberglass door to the enclosure was open, so they continued on. In the following room they saw two young girls sitting with amazing posture, staring straight ahead. Their similarities led her to believe that they were sisters. The vent stopped here, so Katherine took the lead. Moving the grate aside, she dropped to the floor below with experienced grace, shooting the camera mid-motion. Abbey was less fluid, but made it down with little noise. Both captives stared straight ahead, unresponsive to the new arrivals. They opened the enclosure and still the girls stayed in place.

“Check her.” Katherine pointed as she rushed closer to the slender blonde with a distant stare. Her sharp jaw and wide-set eyes showed an air of strength, while her medium breasts and slender waist showcased her feminine whiles. Both sisters turned to regard them as the door to the cell closed and locked without warning. A surprisingly young girl stood entered and regarded them from the other side of the glass. Lidiya? The description didn’t match at all, but it had to be her.

She pressed a button to use the cell’s speaker. “Hello! I’m glad you could finally make it.” The tiny girl had a very flat form with pointy features and beady eyes. “What? Expecting someone older?” She giggled in a high, uneven pitch. She looked amused, brushing her straight, shoulder-length mahogany hair behind her ear. “You see, I had been watching my former colleague for years before you came along. The men in charge didn’t trust her, so we mirrored her laboratories as backup. We have almost all of her research and we’ve even improved it in some cases.”

Her voice peaked as she continued. “They were working to increase the aging process, but we took the opposite approach. It was a little too powerful, as you can see!” She let out another obnoxious laugh as she showcased her teenaged body. She wore a loose fitting long-sleeved shirt and a dark gray skirt that stopped just above her knees. “We also manipulated it so we can change the structure of skin and internal organs. As you will soon learn, Iskra and Emilia are very resilient! I’m glad you took the bait – this will be fun to watch.” Her confusion excited the spectator. “We were uncertain if you would cause us trouble again so we decided to remove you before it became an issue. Your reputation precedes you! Take them out!”

The two women arose, advancing slowly, forcing Katherine and Abbey back to back as they readied their pistols. After multiple warnings, Katherine shot at the blonde’s foot. The bullet ricocheted a few times before it lost momentum – luckily, it had not hit them while bouncing. Dumbfounded, Katherine flipped her gun and used the handle to strike the girl in the neck. It felt like she hit a sponge, losing most of the force in an instant. The woman grabbed her arm and twisted it, causing Kathrine to turn and see the same maneuver being performed on her companion.

“Iskra, you first, show or guests what you can do.”

The girl pulled Abbey’s arm, leading her to the nearby cot. The girl sat and watched her victim with no expression. Her thin, reddish brown eyes matched her luscious hair. Her breasts were larger than her sister’s, but her nipples were smaller. Her thin waist was more pronounced as well. Both of them had bags under their eyes, but just enough to add to their appeal. The girl directed Abbey to sit, reaching low and raising her feet in between hers.

Iskra held the girl’s feet together and rubbed them against her privates. Abbey gasped as the woman’s lips parted and her toes went inside. Within moments her feet were in and then her ankles. The woman above moved her hips downward, accepting the legs without effort. The scene was unreal, as she moved past her knees and pulled the girl up to rest upon her shoulders. The stoic woman’s eyes fluttered and her mouth parted. She let out a faint gasp as she pushed down with force, somehow slipping the chubby girls hips into her pussy. Her pussy looked like a snake swallowing something that was three times its size.

Katherine could barely process what she was witnessing as the blonde kept her in place. The brunette Russian girl was inserting her partner’s entire body inside her pussy. Iskra’s stomach was heavily distended and it continued growing. She reached down to flatten Abbey’s full breasts to help them through her opening. Only Abbey’s arms and head remained hanging upside down from the woman’s spacious vagina. The dominant woman grabbed her victim’s head and forced her deeper, gasping as the shoulders breached her stretched opening. The remainder went in smoothly and there was a faint sucking sound. Abbey’s scream was suddenly muted as her head disappeared into the woman’s lower opening.

Iskra’s wet pussy closed tightly. Her midsection was vastly larger now, with obvious bumps where Abbey’s folded knees were inside her. It defied logic, but the woman had completely fit into the cold-eyed, European girl.

Katherine gasped, “what in god’s name did you do?!”
Iskra laid upon the cot as her belly bulged in various areas. The woman inside was struggling, but she didn’t mind. She stared at the ceiling as the head scientist spoke. “She is fine, for now. There is enough air in there to sustain her for a time, but it won’t last forever! We rearranged their insides to include an… expansion port. It gives the victim a little time to struggle before the end.” She snorted obnoxiously. “Your turn, you British bitch.”

Before Emilia could grab her other arm, Katherine quickly grabbed a concussion grenade from her belt and rammed it into the girl’s unprepared pussy. The damp hole accepted it without much force. There was a moment of hesitation as she looked down. There was a muffled pop and suddenly her stomach swelled outward.
She staggered backward as she held her inflated tummy, and her calm expression turned to worry as she heard a whistling noise from between her legs. She spread her legs and put a hand against her trimmed crotch. She covered it and the whistling stopped. Katherine smiled and prepped another grenade, pushing it between the flustered girl’s fingers.

Emilia staggered backwards and grit her teeth as another pop came from within her body. The whistling changed to a lower pitch and now she was unable to stop it with her hands. She put her legs together, but still air rushed inside. Air filled her belly, swelling it outward into a sphere. She struggled to push the air out with her hands, but for some reason it continued to go one way. There was a stretching noise as her tough skin adapted, her arms and legs growing next. Soon she was locked into a spread eagle stance, her body continuing to inflate unnaturally. Her breasts, butt, and belly rounded entirely, followed by her shoulders and thighs. It didn’t take long before her cheeks puffed out and she let out a minimal scream.

A loud snap came from inside and she began deflating quickly. The sound was comical, as air escaped through her gaping, wet pussy. She quickly regained her motion and slumped forward, resting on her deflating belly as the air continued to escape. Her tits shrank, her ass condensed and her belly flattened. Now with normal proportions, she was left her lying motionless upon the floor.

Iskra watched without emotion. The observing Lidiya, however, let out another chortle. “You’re clever!” She called something through the terminal by the door. “Looks like I’ll have to resort to something a little stronger!” Within a minute, the wall shook before a large, hidden door slid open. From another cell came a very large, naked, monster of a man.

“This is Taneli. He is their father, but he doesn’t really think too clearly anymore. The enhancements had some side effects on all of them.” The muscular man stood about nine feet tall. His sandy blonde beard and buzz cut hair lent to his wide set, brutish face. His fair skin was flush and he walked with confidence, in spite of the gargantuan cock flopping between his legs and his oversized testicles full of seed. The shaft grew harder as he eyed the swollen naked woman on the cot. He marched forward, giving a passing look to the lifeless girl upon the floor before swiping Katherine away. She narrowly avoided the strike, moving gracefully behind him. With one thought on his mind, he spun his expanded daughter toward him. He lifted his now rigid cock and pointed it between her raised legs.

“Looks like your friend doesn’t have much time after all!” Lidiya called over the speaker playfully.

Thinking quickly, Katherine lobbed her last concussion grenade into the air. It knocked the man away, and once he recovered, he was pissed. He charged her and slammed into the translucent wall of the enclosure. Standing a short distance away, Katherine watched as he let out a low growl as he stroked his thick cock, slowly making his way back to the full woman on the cot.

The first thrust is going to kill her! I have to think of something to distract him. He was still watching her as he raised the blonde’s legs once again, and that is when the idea struck. Katherine unzipped her bodysuit and squished her expansive breasts together enticingly. The beast thought about who he wanted before turning and stomping closer. Katherine tried to roll with an exposed chest, but she was thrown off balance without her body-hugging suit to keep her hefty bosom in check. The man used both hands to grab her by the waist. She tried to loosen his grasp, but he was entirely too strong for her.

He grabbed the zipper section of the suit and ferociously ripped it away, exposing her flat stomach and red bush. He lifted her into the air to lick her privates before bringing her down upon his pulsing organ. He slid her opening along the tip of his cock until it parted naturally. He pushed in with measured force, causing her to grunt in pain. He let go and fell back onto his elbows, allowing her to slide lower upon the pole. Her juices started to flow, making her envelop even more of the man’s unnaturally thick penis. Before she reached the base, Taneli thrust his hips, causing her to take almost all of it suddenly, before bouncing her higher upon the cock. Without his hands, the man continued the process. Within a few moments she became sloppy, wet with unwelcome excitement as the beast of a man fucked her.

He grew bored after a moment and launched himself upright with Katherine still impaled upon him. He spun her around and fucked her doggy style, her arms and legs dangling weakly in the air as he rammed her. She could see his now substantial, weighty balls rocking back and forth as he pumped her. She knew that would be a weak spot, but she wondered if she could kick hard enough at this angle to stop him. She raised her heel sharply, but his uneven motion had her at a distance at that moment, and she only lightly grazed the target.

She could tell that it had excited the man, as he began pulling her away and thrusting with all his power. Katherine was unable to move or think as he rammed her, her juices dripping to the floor as he grunted. His grip tightened around her hips as she felt his cock trembling in her nether regions. The warm goo erupted with immense pressure, and if he wasn’t holding her she would have rocketed away, she knew. Instead, she stayed in place and felt the hot seed pressing into her core. Her stomach pushed out with the force of the fluid before it settled lower in her expanding belly. The blasts of sperm came in quick succession, forcing a straight bulge in her delicate skin each time. One bulge hit her in the chin, further adding insult to the dire situation.

Her swollen belly hung low as the man held her in place, making sure every drop had emptied into his victim before he popped her off and tossed her aside. She rolled as she hit the floor, cum flowing from between her legs. She watched the man’s gaze turn once again to his daughter with an enlarged belly. Iskra watched him approach, her eyes widening ever so subtly as he straddled the cot, stroking his still rigid cock. In spite of her intervention, Katherine could see from his enlarged testicles that he still had plenty seed to give.

The girl’s vacant eyes tracked him as he loomed above. She grabbed the sides of the flimsy cot and lifted her legs high into the air, pressing her thighs into her distended belly. The woman inside pushed outward in defiance, but Iskra ignored the sensation. Her father guided his arm-sized cock into her gaping hole with ease. The girl tried to hide her discomfort, but her façade was fading as he pushed deeper. The girl’s passenger thrashed inside as his cock disappeared into her slit.

Taneli paused, shifting side to side trying to work his rod deeper. He gasped and suddenly it moved much farther. He drew back and thrust in again, this time going all the way, causing his daughter to scrunch her face in pain. He pulled back as the cot collapsed beneath them, causing Taneli to fall on top of Iskra, his cock plunging directly into her opening. She let out an awkward scream that went higher as it ended. The man leaned back and howled, his balls shrinking as the cum inflated the pinned girl. She wailed, unable to keep composure as her belly puffed upward and outward to obscene proportions. Her shoulders and thighs thickened to accept the ridiculous load entering her.

Sticky and sore, Katherine could only watch, unable to rescue her trapped, drowning friend. She was startled back to reality when her earpiece crackled. “Help! It’s going in me!” She could hear watery noises in the background.
“Abbey?! How-”
“I moved and he put it in me! He is filling me inside her! It hurts!”
The mountain of a man grumbled as he started moving once again, moving higher and plunging downward into the folded woman, her stomach pushing her head sideways into the broken cot. “Can you take more?” Katherine called with concern.
“No, it’s too much. I can’t breathe… I’m going to… burst!” The girl inside gasped, struggling to find air in the constricted space.
“I have a plan.” Katherine struggled to her feet, hefting her own filled belly. “When he pulls back you have to get his cock out of you.” Katherine stepped behind the man. “Make sure to hold onto it and hold your breath!”
“What?” She paused to process. “O-okay.” The man jerked and growled as she grunted over the microphone. “There, I’m ready.”

Katherine gave her a countdown before she stroked the man’s hefty balls. He groaned with determination and increased his pace. He lasted less than expected as she fondled him, erupting into his already inflated daughter. Iskra looked distant as her stretchy belly grew. Her stomach swelled to its limit, and as expected, there was a small pop before the thick white substance started blasting out of her. Taneli’s pulled his semi-flaccid cock out with Abbey clinging on. Her legs came out with a slurping sound and Abbey found herself still halfway stuck in the girl. Taneli pulled his cock free and saw a new set of legs coming from Iskra’s stretched pussy.

The man grew hard a third time, nudging his cock into the trapped girl’s pussy. He edged forward as he held the partially inserted girl’s legs wide. Once the tip was in he pushed hard, gritting his teeth as he plunged once again into the tight opening. Abbey slipped deeper again only to come back out as he pulled away. The cum inside Iskra is fighting to push her out, but she is keeping her plugged. Katherine, hearing her screams through the earpiece, decided to touch the monster’s balls once more. I will get you out, just hold on! It took longer this time, squeezing his heavy balls with increasing force as he fucked Abbey slowly back into Iskra. Soon he built to completion and pushed in to unleash another wave of his seed. Her stomach was nearly out of sight when he snorted, pulling back just enough as she filled.

Abbey’s stomach ballooned, pushing Iskra’s pussy unimaginably wide, growing more open with each pulse from his cock. She wailed and thrashed as her pussy pulled apart. Abbey’s stomach was compressed, growing larger in the bottom half where it wasn’t constrained. Slippery as she was, Taneli shifted and caused her to pop free. Iskra scooted back, sliding in the overflowed cum. Another blast of semen launched Abbey backwards to rest between Iskra’s legs. She was too weak to move as the monster’s sperm flowed over her face, coating her in the white slime. Iskra was limp, deflating without any restraint.

“You’re quite resilient, but Taneli loves to ruin women, as you’ve seen!”

Katherine hastily called their undercover agent as the man stared down at his ruined daughter and the soiled woman she had birthed. The other woman’s voice crackled through the radio. “I was beginning to think you wouldn’t need me.” The woman joked. “Looks like you’re in a predicament.”
Katherine could see Lidiya directing her guards to find the double agent within their ranks. Katherine focused on the task at hand, trusting that the operative was prepared. “Mind lending a hand?”
“His wife is in 3B, her name is Alisa, tell him.” The enclosure door opened, prompting the lead scientist to bolt away.

Katherine relayed what she was told. The man turned with some understanding before he wriggled through the small door and into the expansive facility. They could hear screams and other horrific sounds as the man fought his way to his wife’s enclosure. Katherine and Abbey both shed their sticky clothes and took a pit stop in the utility shower before following. They didn’t have time to drain completely, but most of the man’s seed had come out naturally.

“They won’t get me in here.” The voice called as they grabbed their weapons. “Taneli and Lidiya are in the room with his wife, hurry.”

They passed numerous battered bodies before coming to room 3B. Inside, Lidiya held a jet injector next to Taneli’s wife, Alisa. The woman shared her daughter’s sharp facial features, but she had the emotion that they lacked. Her body was far fleshier, and her large feminine features hung low with weight.

“Keep back!” Lidiya yelled to the monster as he stood on the outside of the transparent holding cell. She took the radio from her hip as she pressed the medical injector against the woman’s neck. “Lock the door and open the escape hatch. Fuck the control room, evacuate and purge.”

A voice confirmed her orders and the enclosure’s door closed remotely while a hidden door inside opened. Lidiya gave her loathsome smile and pulled the trigger, injecting the woman with the substance before she ran for the exit. Taneli’s wife looked despairingly as her body shook and expanded, turning to a light shade of blue as it swelled outward. Her arms and legs thickened as her midsection grew tight. Taneli pounded the reinforced Plexiglas with rage, but it was in vain. She grabbed her stretched belly, letting out a shallow whine before she exploded. The blue goop ran down the clear walls as they processed the woman’s outlandish death. Katherine noticed Lidiya had stopped just before the side door. Moving closer, Katherine saw a darker blue fluid had covered the doorway entirely.

“It looks like her kids aren’t happy.” The woman called over the earpiece. Taneli turned to face a few unprepared guards as they headed for the exit. He went to the hall, howling as he gave chase. Katherine and Abbey both watched with confusion as small blue blobs slid toward the worried young researcher. Lidiya moved against the wall as the slimes approached. She kicked at one with her dress shoe, but it held on and began sliding up her leg. She grabbed it with both hands and again it spread out and latched on, fusing her hands to her thigh. Two more crawled onto her feet, affixing them to the floor. She struggled and pleaded for help as the others slowly moved up her inner thighs.

“They’re going inside me!” Lidiya howled. “I’ll tell you everything, just get me out!”

The woman fought against her bonds as the creatures slid under her dress. She pulled her hands free finally, splattering the slime as she stabilized herself against the wall, trying to free her legs. At this point, there were forty or so blobs encircling her, waiting their turn to violate her lower openings. Her stomach distended, pulling her clothes tight as it sank with the weight of the creatures inside her. She panicked, pawing at the wall behind her frantically.

Abbey nudged Katherine’s shoulder, pointing out the much larger blob approaching from where Alisa had been. She must have reformed somehow. The jelly-like creature rolled closer as the smaller blobs continued their invasion of the woman’s supple young body. The big slime gathered the others as it moved atop them, pushing around Lidiya’s knees as it enveloped her. The blue goo wobbled as the scientist shrieked louder.

Lidiya’s body swelled as they watched. Her belly, breasts, and ass all sagged with immense weight much faster than before. She toppled forward onto the remaining blob, but it stopped her fall, flipping her over slowly as it encased her. It found a new entry point, opening her mouth wide. It gently lowered her onto the ground as it forced goo into her orifices. Her clothes pulled tight as the creature inflated her. The blue goop retracted, getting smaller as it invaded her body. Soon she was resting on the floor, her body puffed out in every way as the last bit of slime pushed in between her open legs and open mouth. Her dress ripped up the side as she shook like a beached whale. Every drop of slime was now nestled inside the young girl.

“Hate to interrupt the show, but that big fucker is on his way back and I have to depart. Meet you at the rendezvous?”
“Okay, we’ll be there.” Abbey gestured to the inflated woman. “Can you open the cell first?”
“You sure about that?”
Taneli bent down to fit through the door, eyeing the naked girls as his cock hardened. “Hurry!”
The door clicked open and Katherine led them inside the containment cell. Taneli followed lustfully and they stopped just beyond the immobile scientist. Katherine pointed at Lidiya’s packed stomach, calling his wife’s name. Taneli grumbled as he moved with sudden care. He grabbed the expanded woman’s legs and looked between them with bewilderment.

The beast opened her legs, tearing the dress off completely as he lined up his cock. He didn’t remove the woman’s panties as he pushed in. Lidiya bucked, ripping her shirt in multiple places as the man pushed his shaft in effortlessly, forcing the undergarment to tear and slip inside. The large girl flailed her full arms as her belly vibrated. The monster buried his cock entirely and stopped, grunting as the woman’s stomach trembled. Within moments, he exhaled with orgasm. The woman beneath him puffed outward with his seed. Her cheeks swelling as he added to the fluid inside her. Her shirt tore open and her bra dug into her skin as she thrashed. With pulses, she grew and Katherine knew they had to go before Taneli turned to them again.

They rushed through the no longer blocked secret exit, hearing an echoing pop as they ran through the narrow hallway. Katherine was surprised by a guard, but he was distracted by her exposed breasts and she was able to dispatch of him easily. They could see the ladder to the escape hatch, but Taneli was not far behind. They hurried up the ladder and opened the door, blinded by the reflecting snow. They found themselves in an empty field; without clothes or any sense of direction, they didn’t stand much of a chance in this harsh environment.

They heard Taneli hoisting himself up the ladder – his beefy arms pulling him through the doorway. The man didn’t care about the cold, charging with his thick cock slapping between his legs. Katherine knew there was no fighting it. She bent forward, dropping her gun, and let the man push his cock inside her. It hurt even more at this angle, but she had an idea.

“What are you doing?!” Abbey asked with horror.
“He can’t keep going forever!” He lifted her into the air as she responded, slamming her hard enough to take her breath away. She was barely able to speak as she tried to call the other agent.
Thankfully, she wasn’t out of range. “I’m in the sky, where are you?”
“G-get-getting pounded!”
“We got out of the hidden escape tunnel connected to that cell.” Abbey finished.
“Okay, hang on, I’ll be there in ten!”

Katherine gasped as the monster bottomed out. “We just have to last until-“ Her belly puffed out, shuddering with the force of his cum. She felt ill, giving her slight respite from the biting cold on her bare skin. Abbey shot him a few times, but he was immune and quickly swiped her aside. Katherine fell into the snow as they fought. She landed on her belly, enjoying the warmth of the goo covering her legs. The monster was insatiable, stomping closer and directing his cock between her raised ass cheeks for another round. I don’t know how much more I can take! Her heart skipped as she felt the large tip pressing against her other hole.

“No, not the-“ He slid in with the help of his natural lubricant, pausing halfway due to the tightness. Katherine felt disconnected, in less pain than she would expect, but after a few seconds the immense pain came in full, causing her to gasp and claw at the snow. Unable to breathe, she was at his mercy. He pulled her ass onto his shaft as he pushed deeper. A bewildered Abbey got back to her feet. The shivering girl watched as the man put all his might into the thrusts, scooting Katherine along the ground, snow bunching up in front of her.

She felt the cock thicken as it delivered another blast of semen into her rump. Katherine let out a gurgling sound as her stomach spread outward below her. She reached up to cover her mouth, but was unable to stop the seed escaping. Her cheeks swelled for a moment before she let cum launch into the snow in front of her. How can his body make so much fluid? She heard a growl, turning back to see Abbey on the monster’s back. Don’t be stupid! Katherine wanted to call out, but she was retching as more sperm passed her lips.

Abbey moved gracefully, avoiding the man’s grasp as she put the silencer into his open mouth and fired two shots. The man’s eyes grew distant as he gripped his face. Abbey stepped down as the man stumbled back, spurting cum in various directions before dropping to his knees. He made strange noises before falling face down into the snow. There was a moment of silence before Katherine had to force more of the seed from her lower holes. Katherine took a handful and rubbed it on Abbey’s arm. “It will keep…” She had to pause to push out another surge of fluid.
“Th-thanks, it helps.”

The semen covered girls huddled close to wait for their extraction. The sound of wind was relaxing after the ordeal, Katherine thought. The helicopter approached as they embraced.

It touched down about 20 yards away. The heavily dressed woman who had saved their lives accompanied the pilot. They hoofed through the snow to give them thermal blankets and carry them back to the helo. “We’re here to rescue you from your sticky situation!” Always a comedian.

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.

Foreign Affairs

Standard

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 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.

Call Center

Standard

“Hello, you must be the new girl. Head right through that door and look for Wesley.”

Christa bowed her head in thanks as she passed through the door labeled Employees Only. The door latched behind her, and she could see that there was no handle. Her heart raced as she walked down the hall and into another room. There were about twenty women in tiny cubicles, all naked and sitting upon newer wooden stools. She also noticed long clear tubes leading from above the drop-down ceiling and into their posteriors. There was a metal device with a light that hung just above their heads and about halfway down the tubes. Some of the women eyed her as they spoke to their customers.

As she passed, she noticed the women all had visibly swollen bellies. One petite girl looked like a swollen grape, leaning forward and allowing her distended belly to hang between the stool and the raised desk. Another heavy-set woman leaned upon her elbows confidently, her midsection barely showing any growth.

One girl she passed by was pressing her balled fist upon her forehead, looking as if she might cry at any moment. Christa could see her light was red and her belly gurgled loud enough to hear from a distance. She spread her legs, allowing her belly to inflate slowly outward. Christa ignored her gasping breaths as she passed, noticing the lone man in the room who wandered from cubicle to cubicle, scrutinizing each employee.

He looked up and smirked devilishly. “You must be the new girl.” His voice was low and gravelly. “I’m Wesley, your supervisor.” He eyed her up and down.
“Look, I don’t think this will work. Isn’t there some other way to repay my father’s debt?”
“I don’t know who you think you’re dealing with, but this is the way we agreed upon to repay the millions of dollars your father squandered. You said you’d work in a call center and here we are.”
“But, I’m not into the whole anal thing.”
“Well, it works then.” He directed her to an empty desk. “See, you take off your clothes and stick this tube up your ass. If you do a nice job then that’s the worst thing that happens to you today. If you don’t… Well, just consider this incentive.” He offered her a hose, a nozzle, and a few plastic fittings in separate sealed bag. “See, it’s safe and new.”
She accepted them nervously. “I’m not going to do this.”

“You are going to do this or I will call a couple of my business associates.” He spoke sternly. “My friends will proceed to your parent’s house and take care of your father and then take care of your mother.” The different inflection showed his intent.
“Please, just leave my parents alone and let me do this without that thing. I promise to meet whatever quota you have set.”
He pursed his lips and shook his head. “No way. You strip down and stick this up your ass or bad things will happen. No exceptions.”

Christa gave a deep sigh as she accepted the plastic wrapped apparatus. The man watched as she removed her clothes and lubricated the nozzle before inserting it. She put it in and offered the man the other end of the hose. He raised it and screwed it into the device above her head.

“You’re pretty damned sexy, I just love those tits and that face looks like it’s seen more than a few cocks in that mouth.” He grinned as she gave him a death glare. “Anyway, the light will turn yellow and this will click on when a customer does not buy something. It will give you a small dose of water as motivation for the next call. It will turn red if a customer hangs up before the one-minute mark, and then you will get a more substantial incentive. Try not to let that happen.” He flicked a switch and it gave her a green light. “You’re selling adult toys, so try to sound seductive.”

She listened to his final instructions, and once ready, she put on a headset and hit the call button. It connected her with a creepy sounding man. He asked her to describe herself, but Christa was luckily able to ignore it. The conversation seemed to be back on track until the man suddenly began insulting her. He called her numerous names before he disconnected the call.

Almost immediately, she heard a click as she turned to see the red light above her. The sudden surge of water caused her to jump forward upon her chair. “It feels weird!” She tolerated the surge of water until the switch finally clicked off around twenty seconds later. Christa put a hand upon her aching belly, which had already puffed out from the added water. She groaned as the man behind her motioned her to continue. She pressed the call button and barely got through the greeting before she heard the click of the phone.

The light changed and her ass accepted another long drink. Sweat formed on her brow as she leaned heavily upon her desk. Her belly looked a few months pregnant now. The man put his sweaty palm on her shoulder. “Looks like you have some shit luck. Keep going.” He stifled a laugh.

She clenched her eyes until the pain passed and she tried again. This call went slightly smoother: a man kindly asked her a few questions about the products before he declined. He hung up two seconds before the minute mark. Christa turned to see the red light once again. “It was barely under a minute! Please stop it!” The liquid erupted into her, causing her to whimper and put her head upon the desk in anguish. “Please, just give me a pass!” She said, with a voice muffled by her arms.

“Rules are rules.” The pain was immense as her heavily swollen belly sloshed, hanging between her wide legs. She turned to see the man’s pants around his ankles. He wagged a finger, “Don’t get distracted, keep earning.”
“No, please, I don’t want this!”
“This is repaying your debt! If you don’t like it then bad things will happen.”

Her lip trembled as she turned back to the computer and hit the button for the next person on the call list. It went through as she felt the hose snake its way through her intestine and pop out of her ass. She struggled to retain the fluid as she recounted the opening introduction spiel. The man pulled her back upon the stool, allowing her spread ass to hang off the edge as she leaned her elbows upon the desk. She winced and stuttered as she felt a warm cock pushing between her cheeks. The sudden pain caused her to fumble for words. She went silent for a moment before the man behind her snapped his fingers angrily.

“S-sorry, we just wanted to follow up on your purchase from Autumn’s Accessiories.”
“Don’t you call my home. That damned toy didn’t last for more than a week!” The woman snapped.
“I’m very sorry…” His cock pushed in, causing her to tense and sit upright upon the stool. “Ugh! I…”
The customer scoffed. “You don’t even know what to say? I guess this isn’t on your script, right?”
Her boss pushed her forward and began going at her without regard for the conversation. “No, I mean, ugh. I just… I am sorry, but I can help you fix it.”
“Am I getting you a little rattled, bitch? Maybe you should find another job where you don’t pester people about your shitty products.”

It was hard to focus as the man kept bonking her ass. Water sloshed in her guts as she tried to maintain a professional demeanor. “I just want to help you.” She gasped and flinched as her boss bottomed out in her backside. She sat up as he held her hips in place. “Ah! My… My boss is really riding me. Just let me send you another product and a coupon…”

“I don’t care if your boss is all the way up your ass! I’m not dealing with you!”
“Wait! I will give you two more toys free of charge!”
“You can shove those toys up your ass for all I care!”

She heard a click and then the sound of water rocketing onto the floor. She was grateful the immense flow wasn’t going into her. The man suddenly pulled out and walked around the corner. Confused, Christa gripped her belly and kept her ass puckered. A short time later then man returned with something hidden behind his back.

She was too tired to question him as she leaned forward and rested her head in her crossed arms, squishing her breasts against the cold desk. Her moment of respite was interrupted by an abrupt pain in her rump. Something hard was forced in, causing her to tense and jerk forward. Wesley pushed her back and waited until she went lower to insert another object. The short plastic toys sat uncomfortably side by side in her ass.

“The customer is always right.” Wesley sniggered. The was a slight pause before she felt his warm tip pressing against her backdoor once again.
“I’m too full, I can’t do this!”
“You don’t have a choice.” He pushed his cock in carefully, finding a path around the two toys. She screamed as her full ass was packed even more. She hit the desk in frustration as the man reached forward to connect another call.

“I… uh… I… with Autumn’s…”
“Hello? Who is this?”
Christa yelped, barely able to form words as the man behind her slowly moved in and out. “Autumn’s Accessories.”
“What the hell is this? Are you with that damned company that keeps trying sell me their low quality shit?”
“S… Sorry, sir. Do… Do you have a problem with…”
“Yes, I want to be taken off of your call list and that’s exactly what I told the girl a few hours ago!”
“It can… take up to two weeks to be rem… removed…”

Wesley pushed his cock in to the limit and grunted behind her. The warm substance mixed with the lukewarm water in her overstretched ass. Christa leaned forward and whimpered as the man on the other end of the call continued to complain. She was in tears as she begged the man behind her to stop.

The voice boomed from the headset as it slid onto the desk. “I don’t give a shit! Fuck you and fuck that company you work for! Go get a fucking life!”

Suddenly the pain in her backside lessened as the man slipped his cock free. Her relief was short lived, as she felt the nozzle being packed back into her butt. The call disconnected. She wailed as the device above her clicked and sent a spray of water inside her. Her boss held it in place, laughing as she filled even further.

A few girls peeked over the flimsy walls to see what was happening. Christa reached back to slap the man, but he didn’t care. He held the hose in place, buried in her backside. It seemed like an eternity until the machine clicked back to green and the flow stopped. He carefully removed the plastic nozzle and giggled as she reached back with one hand, using a finger to keep her contents in place.

“Okay, go empty out, you’re done for the day.” The man put his pants back on and left her to find her own way to the bathroom.

Christa looked up to see a girl watching her sadly. She pointed to a door on the far wall. “It’s going to suck for the first few weeks, but after that he loses interest.”
She struggled to balance as she stood. “Why do you let him do this?”
“Like he said, he could ruin our lives.”
Christa took an awkward step, pausing to ask one more question. “How much debt does he reduce for a work day?”
The girl scoffed, “I’ve been working here for eight years.” She gave a forlorn smile disappeared behind the cubicle’s wall.

Christa was in tears as she stumbled to the door. She shambled in and found an empty stall. Another woman talked as she forced a small stream of water between the toys. “First day?”
“Y-yeah.”
“Well, get used to it. He’s going to keep working on you until he breaks you. That better happen sooner than later.”
“Wh- why doesn’t anyone go to the cops?”
“We could, and then they could shut this place down, but that’s just one guy going to jail. He has enough connections that he could take out everyone we love on his way down. Is it really worth it? I mean… give it a little time and you’ll start to enjoy being filled.”
Christa grunted as she finally passed the toys one by one. “Maybe I can make enough sales…”
“Honey, we’re telemarketers. You’re going to get filled every day you work, just get used to it.”
“Well, when do we get to go home?”
The woman laughed weakly. “We don’t get to leave until the debt is paid.”