One Sided

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Their mother had returned the following day to find Gabriella on top of Chantal, both of them asleep. The magically erect cock still inside Gabriella’s pussy, Magdalene could not resist her own carnal pleasures, but she could hide them under the guise of punishment. She disrobed and spit upon her own cock, which she had decided to keep since their last encounter. I have enough children to deal with. I’m going to keep this cock, I think – much less maintenance. After spreading the wetness upon her shaft, she stepped behind the couple and parted Gabriella’s firm ass. She pressed the tip in with ease.

Gabriella’s head shot up as she tried to pull away from the intruder. Magdalene held her hips as she pressed the shaft into her unwilling girl. Chantal awoke beneath them, frightened, but her expression quickly changed to lust as she pressed her shaft deeper into her sister, whom was still straddling her. With her arms still missing, Chantal could only press her hips up. She was able to penetrate almost fully, as their mother held her screaming daughter in place.

Gabriella gasped, quieting as she now felt the still foreign sensation of pleasure from her new pussy, which gripped the cock in her front while she endured the discomfort from the back. She was finally able to press back, taking them both in fully as Magdalene continued to painfully skewer her.  They found a rhythm as Magdalene reached forward to grab her daughter’s breasts.  Gabriella enjoyed the sensation, using her mother’s touch to achieve climax. Her mouth quivered as she took the cocks, which plunged in and out of her. It was overwhelming her after a moment; she tried to move away, but her mother lifted her by the chest and continued to rail her.

“It’s too much!”
“A proper lady shows little emotion.” Magdalene pressed deep, holding her in place as she spoke. “You will learn humility, Gabriella.”

Chantal watched from below as their mother grunted lightly, setting her jaw as she filled her daughter. Gabriella’s stomach moved outward with pulses of seed. It pressed her skin out before it settled in her belly. The tight warmth still felt amazing upon her shaft, as Chantal railed her sister. Each thrust caused them both to moan and after a short time, they completed together. Gabriella’ gasped with delight as cum shot into her pussy, filling her even more.

Their stone-faced mother stepped back, allowing her thick cock to slap against her leg. Gabriella rolled onto her back, beside her sister. “Chantal had her fun. Now it is your turn.” She made an unknown hand gesture. “I think you should keep the feminine form, it suits you, Gabriella.” She completed the spell she had been casting.

“What the hell is that supposed to-“She stopped suddenly as she felt a change happening below. She watched as a lump of skin swelled beyond her small bush, elongating into a full-fledged penis again. She smiled as she touched it. “Thanks Mom!” She paused, thinking, “Wait, what happened to all that seed that was in my front?”

She stared blankly, “You will absorb it. I am leaving your other features, but I will give you one more boon.” Her fingers danced in the air as she spoke a phrase. Gabriella’s cock grew, swelling past the length and girth of Magdalene’s. Gabriella stood, allowing it to hang awkwardly between her legs as it increased in size. It dangled just above her knees and it was mostly rigid. Her balls grew as well, hanging lower with seed.

During the increasing of her size, Chantal’s cock shrank and receded in kind. Once stopped, it looked average at best. It also went limp for the first time. “Why take mine away, Mother?”

“I just transferred it. Again, you had your fun, now it is his… her turn. As you notice, your organ doesn’t get hard now. Good luck finishing like that.” Her mouth turned up in a tiny smirk as she made another sharp gesture. Chantal’s tits grew larger. They sagged with their new weight, but retained their perkiness. “You two get all of these urges out of your system before the council arrives in the next few days.”

“At least give me my arms back!” Chantal demanded. Her mother ignored her as she headed out the door.

The areas below her shoulders were still smooth and her posterior still unnaturally large. Chantal’s breasts had been on the larger scale to begin with, but now they nearly matched her sister’s enormous chest. Chantal rolled her eyes, realizing that she looked like every man’s wet dream.

“She always favors me, Chantal.” Gabriella spoke condescendingly as she stood above her modified sister. Her face retained some of her boyish features, but they had modified just enough to fit with her feminine body. Her reddish brown hair went just below her shoulders. Her pinchable cheeks dimpled as she smiled. Her green eyes narrowed with wicked thoughts. “I’m going to make you squirm.” She put a hand on her modest belly. “After I empty.” She stepped into the opposite room.

Chantal spouted off a few mystical phrases.

Gabriella screamed and rushed back into the bedroom. Her belly had expanded and now she appeared heavily pregnant. Holding an empty chamber pot, she growled, “What did you do to me?”
“Oh relax, it’s just our piss.” Chantal gave an overly dramatic shrug, rolling her eyes. “I also may have turned it solid in you.”
“You emptied the pot into my ass and turned it into stone?!”
“You should have emptied the pot earlier when I said it was full!” Chantal smiled wickedly.
“Get it out of me now!”
“I can’t, I need my hands for that spell. Besides, you always have a stick up your ass, so you should be used to it!”

Gabriella gave a venomous glare. “Well, looks like I’ll have to make you regret it.” She made a gesture as she cast a spell.

There was a moment of silence before Chantal noticed something in her belly. Suddenly she felt a rumbling as small things filled her. She felt a countless number of small objects pouring into her. She flailed her legs in panic as the weight increased. She rolled over and watched her stomach growing beneath her. It grew, bumpy and weighted as it rested upon the bed.

Gabriella spoke another word and the sensation halted. “I put something solid in you too, dear Sister. Well, some things that are solid.”
“What is it? They’re so heavy!”
“I put gravel in you.” Gabriella giggled. “You know, to keep you in your place.”
“You dirty mother-“
“Ah, don’t talk about our mother. She’s not here to help you.”

Chantal struggled, but was unable to lift her weighted belly. “Damn it, remove these right now!”
“So, I gather from your frustration that you don’t know any other spells to cast without your hands. Looks like I can have my way with you then!” Gabriella lifted her massive cock and slapped it onto her sister’s back.

The warmth and the length astounded Chantal. “You can’t be serious.”
“Just because you can’t get hard doesn’t mean I shouldn’t enjoy this! Besides, you were more anal than I ever was.”
“Fuck you!”
“Oooh, little sister has teeth.” Gabriella held her cock as she conjured a generous amount of lubricant upon it. “I don’t think you’re in a position to stop me. So, yeah, I think I will!” She pressed her wet shaft in between her sister’s wide posterior. It went in easily, parting her on the first attempt. It felt amazing as Chantal wiggled her butt in a fruitless attempt to get away. She struggled and whimpered as the enormous shaft pressed halfway into her ass.

“Enjoying this, dear Sister?”
“Stop now and I won’t hold a grudge.”
“I know you better. Plus, it feels too good to stop now!” Gabriella pushed farther until it stopped. There was still a couple of inches left. She could feel the rocks, but this place felt softer. “Just a little lower and…” She felt a pop as Chantal howled. “There we go!” She pressed deeper. “All in!”

Chantal’s limp cock slapped between her legs. Her frustration was indescribable. It would have allowed her to cope with the pain, but instead she had to endure without orgasm. “Hurry up!”

“Nah, I think I’ll make this last. I’ll draw it out for you.” She withdrew the cock before plowing it back in. But, in truth, Gabriella was feeling her own orgasm building. “She pushed as deep as she could and stopped, flattening her sister’s wide behind against her hips. Chantal groaned as she tried to pull away, rolling forward on her belly, burying her face in the sheets. Her head pressed against her shoulders at an awkward angle. Gabriella loved her whining. She pulled back and pressed in again, hearing her sister scream into the covers. She continued a few more times, watching that glorious ass shaking, until she had to stop once more. Again, she was fully inside as she waited. She held her sister’s hips and moved her so her face was no longer mashed, allowing her to penetrate slightly deeper.

“Ahh.” Chantal let out a low groan and tensed as she rose. This pushed Gabriella over the edge.
“Damn it.” Gabriella grumbled as she fucked her sister without regard. Chantal whined and complained as she plowed her.
Chantal felt seed blasting into her ass. She yelped, saying an unknown phrase under her breath. Suddenly the pulses of fluid stopped and Gabriella was the one yelping. “What did you do? It’s like it stopped in my cock!”

Chantal clenched her fists and wailed as she felt the cock grow wider in her ass. The feeling was too much, and in spite of her limp cock, she too shot her seed onto the side of the bed. Streams of the fluid hit the sheets and the floor. Her former brother did not know what was happening and he demanded an answer.

“I-I turned it into an adhesive.” She gasped, barely able to speak.
“Why would you do that?!” Gabriella frantically tried to pull away, but they were locked together.
Every tug caused Chantal to follow. Her ass was painfully full now that the forced orgasm had passed. Her hefty breasts shook as she was jerked back and forth, her butt wobbling as well. “I don’t know! It’s the only other spell I could cast without hands. I had to stop it!”

Gabriella’s breasts rested upon her burdensome belly, which rested upon Chantal’s meaty rump. “I can’t cum any more, it’s all stuck in my cock!”

“I know, I feel it. It’s so thick now!” She huffed. “Maybe this will teach you a lesson.”
“What is that? That you are a hysterical woman? I bet that huge cock in your ass doesn’t feel the greatest!”
Chantal scowled over her shoulder. “No. It should teach you not to push a woman too far. We can be dangerous.”

They argued as they struggled, both trying to free themselves, but the bond was too strong. They decided to wait for their mother’s return, as they couldn’t move far due to their weight. They were forced to stay stuck in place. Gabriella was balls deep, resting upon an armless Chantal, whose legs were spread and her belly holding them both up.

Hours passed before Magdalene returned. Their forbidding mother sighed deeply as she stepped into the room. “I shouldn’t be surprised.”

“Chantal was an idiot and stuck us together! Help us! We’ve been like this for hours!”

Magdalene disrobed and stepped behind them. “Not quite yet.” She spread her daughter and pressed into her asshole. The sisters endured with constant complaints. Magdalene couldn’t care less. She thrust her shaft into her helpless daughter, in fully and back out, making sure she felt it entirely. “You two are my children. I expect you will learn from this and keep your petty arguments private when the council arrives.”

“Y-yes, mom!” Chantal grunted beneath the pile. Gabriella mimicked her response.

“I will give you one more day to show me that you can act mature.” Magdalene pushed in and shimmied back and forth, working her massive cock as far as she could. She moved in and out, her children moaning with anguish. She leaned forward over them, pressing in with quick, deep pumps. She could feel something hard inside, but she was already so close. It took less than a minute before she filled Gabriella’s rump with her thick seed.

Gabriella rose as her belly filled farther. “It feels like a hose!” Gabriella’s belly spread outward upon her sister, who was pinned, being pressed deeper into the bedding.

Magdalene stepped back, pleased with her daughter’s slimy privates. Magdalene cast some spells and the sisters felt the changes. Chantal’s arms reformed, while the sticky substance in and out grew cool as it became more like fluid. Both of their bellies shrank and smoothed as they emptied onto the floor and sheets. Their ridiculous curves became normal again. They slowly arose, wet and tired. Chantal still retained large breasts and a plump posterior, but they were back to realistic proportions. Both still had large, limp cocks between their legs.

Gabriella’s curves and feminine appearance remained. “Aren’t you going to change me back?” She questioned dramatically.

“Nope. I think you’re quite attractive as a woman. I left your cocks so you don’t get pregnant with some freakish child. Prove to me that you learned some humility and I will reverse it. But you’re out of luck for now. Tomorrow I will check in to see that you are both acting as proper women should.”

Magdalene walked away knowing how outlandish that request truly was.

The Favored Part II

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Nora awoke to the motion of her son having sex with her friend yet again. She watched him moving rhythmically as she clung tightly to him. Kell had grown so much over the past few days. Among other things, he had learned to last longer, which did wonders for their mating habits.

Beside them in bed, Nora moved a hand between her legs and explored herself, imagining her masculine son was inside of her. Nora moved between them to steal a kiss from Kell as he came closer to completion. Krina dug her nails into his back as he gave her another dose of his seed. Nora increased her pace and soon she climaxed next to them.

“Amazing. I will gather us some food for the evening.” Nora slid out of bed.

“Drink before you go?” Kell asked, having learned how to speak simple phrases.

Nora offered her breast as he knelt on the edge of the bed. He sucked roughly as she waited, trying to hide her discomfort. Her breasts were sore from all of the feedings. She was thankful, however, that he ate fruits now. She hoped to teach him how to hunt soon enough.

“I have to go back and wish for these to come out.” Krina rubbed her hands along the sides of her immense breasts. “I can’t go on with these.”

“But you know two visits aren’t allowed!” Nora reminded her as her son continued drinking.

“Did you see how many people were there? She probably won’t even remember me.”

“She’s the vassal of a god. Besides, look at yourself. Please don’t do it.”

They argued for a time, but Krina had her mind set, and Nora wouldn’t let her go alone. Once Kell finished they made their way back into town. Their furs had been torn, and the weather was nice, so they went without clothing. The line was short this time, as most people had learned not to tempt fate. Nora only wished Krina knew that lesson.

Inside the shack, the big-breasted woman behind the table grinned as they stepped forward. Nora started to speak, but Krina cut her off. “Please, mistress, I came for your blessing and you gave me children that cannot be born. I know I shall be able to recruit many more worshipers for the great God Kinok if I had some children to spread his great name.”

The woman smirked, stopping herself a few times before she finally spoke. “Your groveling is impressive. I will allow them into this world as well as many more within a shorter time. Though, I must punish you for breaking the rule regarding a second visit.” The raven-haired woman made a shunning gesture. Krina could feel her body shrinking.

Nora gave a startled expression. “You’re getting younger.”

Krina’ body shrank subtly. Her blemished skin now smooth, her hair grew fuller. Krina now looked slightly younger than Nora. Both appeared to be just past the cusp of womanhood, having just filled out. At the same time, there was an odd sensation between her legs; she looked down to see a newly formed organ hanging.

The mistress laughed. “As for you two, you’re going to be punished as well.” She made another gesture and Nora saw Kell’s member lengthen. It doubled in size, dwarfing Krina’s.

Nora was confused, afraid to ask. “What happened to me?”

“You will always have children faster, within a weeks’ time. And you may not see it, but the boy will be far more… loving now. Be thankful that I have been so kind and leave!” The guards forcefully led them outside.

“Let’s go home and prepare for your children, Krina.” Nora stepped ahead, but suddenly a hand held her hip while another pressed her forward. In the middle of town, Kell had become aroused. Nora saw surprised onlookers as he prodded between her thighs. “Ow, ow, not here!” He made it clear that he was not about to stop due to spectators. “Wait, at least get it wet.”

Krina grabbed his shaft and told him to wait. She bent down to suck it for a moment. His size meant that he only barely fit in her mouth. After a few attempts that ended in her audible gagging, she stood and allowed him to go into his mother. Nora panted as her son pressed into her. His thickness had increased, causing the encounter to be a mixture of pain and pleasure. He didn’t seem to understand that his increased girth caused discomfort, as he pounded her incessantly. She squeaked in pain as he mounted her in front of a large crowd. Public sex wasn’t uncommon since the mistress had arrived, but it was still frowned upon. It also meant other possible mates would get involved.

A burly man approached and shed his furs. He held his erection, which was not as large as Kell’s, but it certainly looked impressive. He strutted, showing his muscles, clearly trying to scare the boy away. Yet, Kell didn’t know to be frightened of the man. It came as a shock to the newcomer, as he probably rarely had anyone stand up to him. Instead of fighting for Nora, the man found another woman in the crowd.

He hoisted her leg high and entered her easily, as she must have been aroused as well. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders as he rammed into her. The man glanced over his shoulder to Nora.

She still felt discomfort, but now it was mostly pleasure. He held her hips as he continued pounding her. Nora leaned too far and stumbled forward, tensing upon him. This caused his pace to increase. Kell’s cock quaked inside her, filling her with thick goo.

Nora liked the feeling, but she was unable to orgasm by this point. She watched the other couple finish. Nora’s eyes also glanced to Krina’s erect cock. She had been aroused by the whole event. Kell dismounted, allowing Nora to walk to her friend. Nora bent forward and presented herself to Krina.

The young woman with weighted breasts and a upright cock slipped it inside without hesitation. Nora greatly enjoyed the smaller size of her member; it slid in using her son’s seed as lubricant. They both breathed heavily, and after a short time Nora reached the orgasm which had previously eluded her. The sensation was enough to send Krina to orgasm as well. She pulsed inside, giving Nora aftershocks as more people had joined in couples and trios around them.

A mixture of fluids ran down Nora’s thighs as she stepped away. She saw Kell inside another woman. Kinok, had cursed this one; she sat atop a mound of flesh, and upon inspection, it appeared to be connected. The mistress’ had caused her posterior to grow impractically large, while leaving the rest of her body small and undeveloped. The woman was immobile due to her gigantic butt, leaving her at the mercy of the townsfolk. Kell was exploiting that fact.

Kell lay upon the woman, who in turn, rested upon the two mounds of skin beneath her. Kell held her shoulders as she moaned loudly. He rocked back and forth, penetrating her completely. Nora thought about stopping him, but knew she probably couldn’t make a difference, as he was twice her size. She also couldn’t handle his organ in her again so soon, and she allowed him to continue. The girl gave pitiful grunts as he pummeled her. She wrapped her arms and legs around him as he tensed, squealing as he filled her. Nora thought she might have been enjoying it.

Nora helped her son as he crawled from atop the unmovable woman. She promised to bring the woman food the next time they visited the town, but the woman refused. “Everyone is so kind to me. I have a few other mates who support me, and I couldn’t possibly ask for support from someone so… large.” The woman sniffled. “Thank you, but you can keep him.” It was nice to see people helping one another in Kinok’s wake. Nora gave a sad smile as she tugged her sons arm. Krina followed.

They witnessed a few other favored followers as Nora ushered her son and friend out of town. A girl promised that whatever went into her pussy turned into gold. She was trying to find someone to have mate with her, assuring any man who would listen that they would be fine with a golden penis, but so far, no one had risked it for the promise of wealth. Kell had a look in his eye as if he might step forward, but Nora stopped him. “She is dangerous, no.” He seemed to understand.

Another woman had her mouth and lower lips swapped. Wearing no clothes allowed her to talk from between her legs. She sat with her female friend, who had to redirect all the men that gravitated too close. It was odd to see her normally hidden lips acting with expressions as her voice came from below.

One man waved them closer. His stomach was alarmingly large as he leaned back against a tree. Resting his hand upon his belly, he breathed heavily. “Please, help me!”

Nora was confused. “What did the mistress do to you?”

“She cursed me to swell until I released my seed. I was doing fine until my mate was ‘blessed’ and turned into a bird. She flew away and left me to burst! Just give me release and I can move again.”

Kell stopped her this time, giving her a warning with his eyes.

“I can’t, I’m sorry.”

The man looked dejectedly to Krina. “Please. I’m going to explode!”

She scoffed. “How do I get to it? I’m not putting my head down there. I might suffocate and these would get in the way.” Krina held her enormous breasts before gesturing to her limp organ. “I have this thing now so I can’t do that either.”

“Just let me go in the other hole.” The man whined. “Please, just help me!”

“Fine.” Krina waited for him to slide lower, allowing her to see his hard cock beneath the expansive belly. She turned and sat on his legs, backing up to his stomach. She wiggled her tiny behind under the pile of flesh and felt his cock touching her other hole.

“Lick your hand and use it on yourself.” The man suggested. “it will go in more easily.”

She did as he said, using her saliva to moisten her entrance as well as his shaft. It took a few tries, but eventually they connected. The tip went in a little too quickly, sending a wave of pain over Krina. Her breasts rested upon the grass as she fought through it, and after a few moments, she leaned back, sitting on him entirely. Krina’s organ suddenly hardened, resting on the grass beneath them.

“Bounce a little.” The man clenched his teeth as Krina moved upon him. He held her hips awkwardly from beside his belly. Before long, he grunted and began shooting.

Nora and Kell watched their friend’s stomach blast outward at an unbelievable pace. Each discharge visibly forced her skin outward before settling in her tummy. Krina gave a startled yelp as she accepted the flow and within seconds, she unwillingly achieved orgasm. She shot streams onto the ground as her belly continued to fill.

She began whimpering once the climax passed. The poor girl was unable to get off as he continued pouring his seed into her. Meanwhile, his stomach slowly shrank, as the fluid quickly transferred between them. His shrinking belly caused her to lie back. Hers continued to expand, weighting them both down.

“Please, please, stop!” Krina was pinned upon him, flailing her arms and legs in a futile attempt to roll off.

“I… can’t.” The man was barely able to speak as he continued to deflate beneath her.

Nora directed Kell to push Krina off the man. Their inflated friend rolled onto her full stomach, resting on her hands and knees as her belly pressed in all directions beneath her. Once separated, the man stopped shooting immediately. He retained a potbelly, in spite of the deluge he had given to her.

He clenched his teeth and gave a low scream. “Why did you do that? I wasn’t finished!”

“You didn’t say how much would come out!”

“Please, take the last of it from me!”

“No, you deal with that on your own!” Nora grumbled as she stepped around him to help her heavily burdened friend with Kell’s assistance. The man stood behind them, looking as he may give chase, but he shook his head and went back to the village.

They brought Krina to some bushes to allow her to release the thick substance. As she emptied, Nora tried to keep her breasts covered and away from her son. This, however, merely aroused him; he stepped closer hoisted her, lowering her upon his thick shaft. Knowing she couldn’t resist, she decided to spit upon it before guiding him in. As she parted her lower lips she did something that excited her. Her dampness increased as he slowly pressed her upon his throbbing organ. She started moving her hips as he held her sides. It took some time before she could fit it entirely, but once in, she wrapped her legs around him and hugged him.

Nora felt his breath upon her neck as he increased the pace. His tight, tanned skin felt warm as she gripped it. He slid his arms under her legs and held her as he hammered her. Nora clenched her eyes, pressing her chest closer and grappling his shoulders as tightly as possible. Her milk-laden breasts squished between them as he moved her lower half back and forth. Warmth invaded her lower region as he unloaded inside of her once again. He lowered her and she stumbled, as both were weak after the encounter. She was quite amazed that she had taken the entirety of it.

Krina watched them with a tired smile. They continued to their shack. Just before reaching the door, Krina yelped in surprise. She dropped to her knees as water sprayed from her nipples. “They’re coming!”

Nora could do little more than watch as a small head sprouted from one dilated nipple. Krina found a way to push, and within minutes, a baby girl entered the world. Shortly after, another girl came to the world via the second breast. They cleaned the children and cut their cords before wrapping them in furs. Nora held one, as did Krina. Kell inspected them, watching them with child-like wonder.

Nora touched her stomach, thinking of her next child to come. She became nervous as she tried to think of how to feed and teach all of these new children. The small child in her arms distracted her, so she decided her problems could wait until tomorrow.

Alisha

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​It seemed like it had been months since she first arrived. In the beginning, she was chained to the wall; two red-robed men would enter the room every few hours and force her to drink a disgusting liquid. At first, she fought; sometimes she had caused them to spill it, but they would come back later with twice as much. They usually beat her after such an encounter, forcing her into submission.

As time passed, she learned to accept their liquid diet. The substance had a foul aroma, but that no longer bothered her now. Once she stopped fighting, they removed the chains, allowing her to move within the confines of her cell. She had gained weight since she had become captive, swelling from a small, dainty girl into an obese monstrosity.

She guessed she currently weighed about 300 pounds. I can’t even see my cooter anymore. Seeing her reflection in a small puddle depressed her. Her once pointed face now rounded with an extra chin; tangled jet-black hair hanged to her hips. Her shoulders and arms were lumpy with excess fat and her legs grew outward, leading to her expansive backside. Alisha’s mid-section now had three separate rolls on the sides of a hulking stomach; her sagging, arm-full breasts swayed with each step. They had recently washed her, so her ebony skin still looked fresh and youthful.

“I really let myself go.” She spoke to her reflection in the torchlight. “I guess this is what happens when you don’t have any hope.” She sighed and walked back to the wall. She sat down with a loud thud, causing her body to quake from the impact. She tried to sleep again. That’s all I seem to do now.

She awoke to footsteps. A shimmer of light illuminated from beneath the door. She rose unsteadily as the door opened with a groan. Her meal had arrived. She could barely hold back her excitement. She shuffled closer to accept their bowl, but this time it was different. This time the robed man led a group who carried a large wooden barrel. They struggled to heft it through the doorway. Once inside they set it down with moderate care. The leading man pried the lid off, “drink!” He dipped a silver goblet into the white muck before offering it to her. She drank hastily. It’s thicker, but it doesn’t taste as bad as it used to. Maybe I’m just used to it now. She gulped it down as the man watched.

The man took the cup from her and motioned for her to lie down. She plopped onto the damp stone floor before laying back. He filled the cup again before he knelt, parting her legs with his free hand. “Drink!” He used a finger to partially open her loins. Alisha reached one hand down, between her unsightly belly and plump leg, to part the opposite side. He proceeded to pour some of the creamy fluid between her spread lower lips. She felt it flowing inside of her. She moaned uncontrollably. Nothing has gone in there for such a long time; it feels spectacular!

He refilled the cup and continued pouring until she was brimming with the sticky substance. Now overflowing, the man stood and filled it yet again. This time he meant for her to drink normally. As she gulped down another helping, the man pressed her legs together. “Keep that inside until we return.” He took the cup and refilled it. “One more.” She complied, feeling queasy as she drank another cup full. She watched the door close and listened as their steps grew fainter. I feel so fulfilled. I want more! She rolled and used the barrel to raise herself. She dipped the goblet into the half-filled barrel and took another drink, and another. She was barely able to stomach the third.

Finally unable to ingest any more, she filled the cup and sat it on the floor. She got back onto the ground, and once in the correct position, she refilled her lower opening to the limit. Now, she waited, feeling nauseous for a long while. Once her stomach settled she fell asleep.
She awoke some time later and they hadn’t returned. This upset her. She decided to drink more in an attempt to relax. She arose and drank many a cup full. The barrel was approaching the bottom when she heard the door slam open. She was shocked to see the cultists rushing towards her.

“You defy my orders?”
“I’m sorry, I needed more!”
“Greed leads to punishment.”

They hit her, causing her retreat before tumbling backwards. Her skin slapped on the stone as she rolled to the wall. Pain wracked her body as they encircled her, grabbing her wrists and restraining her in chains. They left and returned shortly after with another barrel. Placing it in front of her, he pried the lid off. They departed again, leaving the sustenance just beyond her reach.

Alisha whined and struggled, attempting to free herself. It was in vain, as the delicious substance still sat temptingly close by. The need for more was agonizing. Why won’t they let me have more? What the fuck is going on? “Why the fuck are you taunting me?” She snapped, yelling into the empty, torch-lit room.

Days past, she thought, and still no one came. She figured she’d lose weight in that time, but instead she seemed to be growing. Now immobile, she figured she weighed about 500 pounds. Her arms and legs now had many folds. Alisha’s breasts flowed to either side, her nipples resting upon the stone. Her massive belly ballooned past her knees, covering the bulk of her outstretched legs. She cried herself to sleep.

Suddenly she felt hope. The robed figures entered and unclasped her chains. She tried to stand, but her arms buckled beneath her immense weight. They pulled her legs, causing her to sprawl flat on the ground. She heard a splash as the leader filled the goblet. He brought it to her lower lips and began filling her from below. Once that orifice overflowed, he refilled and came around, holding her head higher, allowing her to drink eagerly. Then they set to cleaning her. They brought in buckets of warm scented water and scoured her soft skin from head to toe.

“She is ready.” They left her without any explanation. She struggled to move, and after many attempts, she was able to roll onto her side. Sweating and breathless, she pulled on the barrel; it tipped and cracked as it hit the floor. “No, no, no!” She used all of her energy to scoot the broken barrel closer. She opened her mouth as the white fluid splashed upon her face. She swallowed as much as she was able and once empty she licked the remnants from her face. Alisha licked the inside of the barrel as well. I wonder why the torches in here never go out. The errant thought passed as she slid her tongue along the sodden wood.

A distant thud caught her attention. Then another, they grew in volume. Something is coming… something big! The small earthquakes stopped just beyond the wooden door. There was a loud crack as the entire wall fell forward, crumbling to the ground. She covered her face and screamed in a feeble attempt to protect herself.

A large silhouette appeared amidst the settling dust. An enormous, muscular man watched her without making a sound. He stood around 12 feet tall, having to lower his head so it didn’t hit the stone ceiling. His lone eye transfixed upon her, her own eyes drawn to the growing pole between his legs. Oh my god! It’s as big as my arm! She gasped. This caused the monster to salivate; he took only one, large step to stand above her.

A low groan escaped as he dropped to his knees. He wrapped his enormous hands around her and lifted her easily. He raised her to his mouth and licked sloppily between her legs. She was terrified as she saw his large, single eye watching her. He could tear me apart if he wanted to. She was awash with feelings of fear and euphoria as the beast slowly licked her privates.

It grunted as it moved her lower. She knew what was about to happen. She felt the engorged shaft pressing between her legs; the tip being forced into her small, damp opening. She shrieked as it passed the threshold. His hands moved her body down as his hips pressed up, impaling her on his swollen member. The warm spear pulsed inside of her. She could not believe it was still going in, but this amount pain could mean that she wouldn’t last to see the end of the experience. He disregarded her screams as he moved her fleshy body downward. Then he stopped, fully inside. It felt as if he was parting her womb. Her insides ached as he held her in place.

The Cyclops groaned as he started lifting her. He moved her up and down, sliding Alisha upon him like a sex doll. Her legs hanged limply and her breasts and belly flopped with each motion. Skin slapped against the toned monster as he fucked her. Abruptly, he stopped. His face was twisted as he held her in place, his organ buried to the hilt. He howled. Alisha watched his cum force her stomach outward. Each blast sent her skin upward before it settled in her inflating belly. I think he’s forcing cum into my womb. It fucking hurts!

The monster laid her upon the floor as he slid his slimy cock out of her. He retreated through the massive hole in the wall he had created. Alisha ran her hand upon her glistening thigh. She noticed it was the same white, creamy fluid she had been drinking for the past few months. The thought sickened her. Yuck! I’ve been addicted to his spunk all this time! At least I’m still alive, I guess. Her insides throbbed. She looked around the destroyed room before looking at her flabby arm. She sighed sadly.

Pulling the Strings

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​The weekend came and Jack decided that his hunt for Claire would continue on Monday. I could just go to her house and command her parents to present her like an unwrapped present, but where is the fun in that? They’d just be puppets… and I already have one. He knowingly smiled at his mother. Betty was lounging on the couch with him while his father sat in the recliner. They were all watching a crime drama that Hank chose.

“Mom, could you bring me to the game store today? There’s a new one out and I really want it.”
Hank scoffed, irritated at any expenditure of money. “We can’t afford it, Jack.”
“Sorry, honey. Besides, I got a new job.” She beamed, “I get paid next week so we can get you that game then.”
Hank scoffed again, but said nothing.
“A new job?” Jack feigned surprise. He had commanded her to apply for a specific job…
“Yeah, I’m a cashier at the Shop and Go. It’s the grocery store a few blocks away.”
Jack congratulated her. I’m sure it helped that I commanded the manager to hire you, Jack thought, and that I commanded you to say that you had a year of experience from high school.

Betty grabbed her stomach and stood. Without a word, she quickly walked to the bathroom. Hank paid no attention, but Jack had noticed it a lot for the past week. Having read about it online, Jack had a strong suspicion that she was pregnant. He directed her to bring home two pregnancy tests today: one for her and one for Karen. I hope that I’m wrong.

She waited on another customer when she noticed the time. She finished that order and flicked the light off over her register. She found her manager talking with another employee. Betty waited for him to turn to her. “May I leave now?”

“Dammit, Betty, don’t leave your till until I come to cash you out.” Without complaint, she scampered back and flicked her light back on. Six more customers came through before Mr. Hendricks wandered over. “Okay, you can clock out. Remember to check your schedule to see when you work next. Nice job today.” She thanked him and did as he said. Then she found her way to the stockroom office.

Jason waited impatiently; the tall, awkward boy removed his apron and grinned foolishly. “So, how have you been?” She remembered their public encounter – how he fucked her with fruit in her ass. It was exciting… I’m such a freak.

Betty snickered in response as she slid her work pants to her knees and leaned forward. She slid her fingers down her throat before bringing them behind her and inserting them one by one into her ass. She wiggled them while Jason unzipped and presented his erection. She removed her hand and spread her cheeks, allowing him to find the mark. He edged forward and exhaled; she felt him slither into her. “No, wait, you’re in my pussy.” She whispered with urgency as she stood, but he ignored her, pressing all the way in and holding her hips.

The door opened without warning. Another stock-boy came in and eyed them suspiciously. Both of them froze, thankful that Betty’s apron hid their lewd behavior. Then she felt an unexpected sensation in her loins. She subtly tried to push him back, but he held her in place as he ejaculated, breathing heavily. Betty mumbled a curse word as she waited for the boy to finish.

The other boy eyed them suspiciously. “What are you two doing back here?”
Betty forced a smile. “He missed me, is all!” He wrapped his arms around her, pretending to hug her from behind. “I haven’t seen him in months.”
The spectator raised an eyebrow as he grabbed a box and left them without another word.

Once the door closed, Betty spun around and slapped Jason’s arm. “Why the hell would you come in me?”

“I couldn’t stop! It felt so good!” She grabbed a paper towel and wiped away the excess cum. She slid her pants back up and she left him to clean himself.

On the drive home she recalled that she needed to stop at the drug store to get something; she couldn’t remember what, but she figured she would think of it once she arrived. She walked around for a bit before she came to the family planning section. She grabbed two pregnancy tests and checked out. The cashier gave her a few odd glances, but was otherwise pleasant. I’ll keep these on hand to check in a few weeks… That damned kid! Why didn’t he just pull out? I guess it is kind of cute that he came so fast. She smiled to herself.

“Dad, I have something I need to talk to you about.”
“That doesn’t sound good.” He muted the television and turned to Jack, who sat on the couch.
“I… I met someone.” Jack paused, gathering courage. “I met someone and now they’re pregnant.”

His father’s expression was blank. “Are you sure?”
“Yes, they ju-, they took the test and it’s been long enough for it to be accurate.”
His eye twitched and his lip curled. “What the fuck is wrong with you? At your age?! What were you thinking?”

Jack bowed his head in shame as his father berated him. I had them check and then forget the results; Both Mom and Karen are pregnant. I’m not going to mention that part, now that I see how he’s reacting to this. “Dad I think you should just relax…”
“Relax? Don’t you understand what a huge fucking deal it is to raise a child?”

Hank spat continuously. Jack decided to use the command rod to end this oh so helpful advice session. “You will forget everything we spoke about in the last five minutes. Also, you had sex with mom on the night you returned.”

Jack went to the kitchen to find Betty reading a magazine. “Mom, you’re pregnant with Hank’s child. You had sex with him when he came back. We haven’t had sex before.” Before she could respond he headed upstairs. Now, what about Karen’s baby? He stopped outside her door. I could just say it was me and command them to accept it… But, that would be so much work. I could find her a boyfriend, but she only hangs around those dumb football players. Then an idea struck him. He opened the door to find Karen eating chips, mesmerized by her computer screen. Wearing no clothes, she was noticeably chubby, but still retained her sexy figure.

She turned as he entered the room. “Dad is in love with you and you two had sex a few times so far. You didn’t mind it, but now you know that you’re pregnant with his child. You have to tell him later.” Again, Jack bounded downstairs and blocked his dad’s view of TV. He planted the idea that he had been having sex with Karen since his return. Hank smiled widely.

Good, I think this will work out. He went to his room. I think I’m getting pretty good at balancing all of this! He flipped on his gaming console and got comfortable.

Jason waited in the stockroom again the following day. Betty came in, careful to be subtle until she was certain they were alone. She removed her apron and stepped around some boxes. She found a secluded spot in the corner of the room and laid on the floor. She removed her pants and spread her legs invitingly. “Come on.”

Jason quickly removed his pants and moved upon her. “I was worried you might not come back.”
“You can use either one now, I’m pregnant.” She heard an audible whimper. “It’s okay, it’s not yours. It would’ve been too soon anyway.”

He was obviously relieved. “Okay, I want to use the front again, then”
She reached down to spread her lower lips and gently guided him in. She watched him writhe atop her gracelessly. He lasted much longer this time. Betty was beginning to enjoy it just as he climaxed inside of her. She gripped his firm posterior and pulled him closer. She smiled at the adorably awkward young man.

They stood and wiped themselves off before putting their clothes back on. “Again tomorrow?”
“I don’t work the next two days.” Betty could see his disappointment. “Hold out for Wednesday?”
He nodded. He’s an energetic young man; I really enjoy pleasing him… I don’t really love him, but I like making him happy. I’m just glad I’m pregnant now so I don’t have to worry about him putting it in the wrong hole again. I don’t really mind it in the butt, but I enjoy this so much more. I’m such a bad girl! She smiled playfully as she rubbed her hand against his crotch. “You can do my ass next time if you want!” She giggled as she walked out of the room.

Monday arrived; Jack noticed Jason at his locker, who looked very pleased. “How was it?”
“It was fucking amazing. I don’t know how you got your mom to do that, but I loved it.”
“I just asked her to please you when you two are alone and that she should enjoy it too.”
“That’s awesome!” He paused, trying to build courage before his next question. “Are you the one that… uh… got her… pregnant?”
“Sick! No, no, that was my dad.” Jack hoped he was convincing.
“Oh, right, sorry. Well, here you go – totally worth it.” Jason handed him two newer video games. It pays to know someone who works at a game store.

Jack continued, finding Claire mingling with some of her friends. He had a class soon, but he couldn’t wait. He observed and approached once her friends scattered. “Hi, Claire.”
She looked surprised. Her beautiful eyes transfixed upon him. “Hi, Jack.”
“You know who I am?”
“Of course, you’re the one Ashley banged in the bathroom – well, the first one, at least.”
That took Jack off guard. “H- how did you know?”
“We saw you come out of the bathroom, you didn’t exactly hide it well.” She smirked.
Jack could kick himself. “Well, what do you think about what we did?”
“I’m glad you fucked her, but you’re not going to fuck me. I’m not a slut like she is.” Suddenly she raised an arm and waved, calling out to one of her friends passing by.
“Claire, wait.” He whispered.
Her friend came closer and Claire raised her voice. “Get away from me, creep!” She walked away with her friend. They stole a glance of him as they giggled. Jack trembled with anger. No one fucks with me like that! The bell rang and Jack stormed down the hall. I’ll get that bitch in class.

Jack’s rage cooled and turned into resentment. He couldn’t focus on the teacher as he watched Claire, who continued to ignore him. That big-nosed bitch. He debated what to do next.

Finally, a thought struck him. The final fifteen minutes of class seemed to drag on forever. Once finished, he commanded Claire to stay as the other kids headed out. Mr. Keenan adjusted his glasses as he cleared his throat. “May I inquire as to why you two are still here?”
Jack gave a conceited smirk in Claire’s direction. “Claire wants you to pound her like a drum.”
Mr. Keenan tilted his head forward with a disapproving glare. “Mr. Olsen, what in the world possessed you to say such a thing?”
“Oh, right… I command you to fuck her where she sits.” He turned to Claire again. “And I command you to slip those panties aside and let him have his way with you.”

The dusky-brown skinned man with broad shoulders came over to the girl’s desk. He unbuckled his pants and knelt beside her. She leaned back and spread her legs, moving her simple white underwear aside. He licked his finger and rubbed her as she breathed deeply. Claire bit her lip as he gently touched her. Mr. Keenan unzipped and moved his boxers aside; he maneuvered his impressive, raised organ free, shifting forward and pressing it between her legs. Jack relished the scene of such a well-endowed man with such a tiny girl. “Don’t be gentle with her.” Jack fidgeted with the command rod as he watched.

Claire grimaced, squealing as he forced his way inside. She blushed, letting out a whimper as she dug her nails into his back. He grabbed her slender hips and pressed forward until he was all the way inside. She shrieked as he pushed the last few inches in. He waited for her to calm down before he started moving again – a small amount at first, before building into full-fledged pounding. Claire whined, begging him to stop. I almost feel bad for her… almost.

The chair tapped against the floor and scooted backwards as Mr. Keenan railed her. His pace increased and he groaned as he climaxed. She cried as he slowed, looking to Jack with tears rolling down her cheeks. They stayed motionless as he emptied into her. Once finished, Mr. Keenan stood and fastened his pants. He headed back to his desk, leaving the used girl behind.

Jack smiled and leaned back. Something in his peripheral vision caught his eye. He turned to see a larger group of students peering into the classroom. Some of the kids looked disgusted, some gave him thumbs-up, and a couple were recording. Crap! Can’t we have any privacy? While he was distracted, Claire regained her senses and ran out of the classroom. The voyeurs scattered shortly after and Jack knew he couldn’t get to them all before they spread their experience. He hurried out of the classroom, thinking of what to do next.

He went to his next class, acting as if nothing had happened when principal Hyun announced that all of Mr. Keenan’s classes were cancelled; she also called for Claire and Jack to report to the principal’s office. Once there he explained his side and she excused him for the remainder of the day.

Later that night his mother got a call that gave more details. “Mr. Keenan is now under criminal investigation and your friend Claire will be transferred to a different school once she recovers.” Betty nodded somberly. “I can’t believe he would do that to such a student!”
“What about me?” Jack was nervous even though he had commanded her to believe him.
“You get a week without school or homework to recover from the emotional stress.”

Jack repeated the story that he told the principal: Mr. Keenan had ‘flipped out’ and forced himself onto Claire as punishment – and he forced Jack watch the torture. The recordings and witness accounts supported it. I don’t feel bad. He was always an asshole. As for her: I told her to keep the child if she gets pregnant.

Betty hugged him. “My poor baby.”
He couldn’t control his hands as they slid down to grasp her cushy posterior. She looked down to him, uncertainly. Jack knew he should control himself, but there wasn’t any harm in it as long as he had the command rod. “Mom, let me fuck you.”
She beamed, also knowing that she shouldn’t, but her temptation won out. She is still in love with me, even though she thinks we haven’t had sex before.
“Okay.” She said with a sultry tone as she rubbed the crotch of his jeans. She turned to go upstairs, but Jack gently tugged her wrist.
“Right here.”
Scared at first, a mischievous grin slowly spread across her face. She unzipped him and got down on her knees to suck him for a minute. It took a lot of restraint not to unload in her mouth, but he endured.

She let him slide out of her mouth as she stood.  Betty lifted her smooth cream-colored nightgown to expose her curvaceous ass. She leaned over the kitchen counter and enticed him closer. Jack pressed her hips lower and nudged himself into her expectant opening. She moaned as he humped her; the sound of skin on skin caused him to slow down. He reached to cup her silk-covered, bountiful breasts. She tightened upon him and felt his pace increase. “Fill me up, it’s okay.”

Jack knew why, but he liked hearing her talk like that. “Are you sure?”
“Yeah, shoot it into me baby!”
Jack grumbled as he tried to prolong the sensation, but it only took a few more seconds before he exploded inside his mother. She squealed with delight, grinding her hips against him. She climaxed shortly after he did. Jack held her hips to stop the suddenly overwhelming movements.

Hank entered the room questioningly, “what happened?”
“Oh, uh… This jerk was tickling me!”
Betty spun around; Jack’s limp noodle hit his leg, leaving a wet spot on his pants. She playfully poked his sides, causing him to buckle, and in turn, hide himself as Hank walked closer. She laughed as he walked by, getting some water from the sink. “You two are strange.”

He left the room and Betty stuck her finger between her legs, giggling girlishly. “You put a lot in me. It doesn’t matter, though; I’m already pregnant.” She paused to gauge Jack’s reaction. “You’re going to have another little brother or sister!” She grinned. “But you can’t tell your dad about what we just did? And this was a one-time thing, okay?”

“Mom, can’t we do it a few more times before you have the baby?” He wasn’t commanding her. “Dad doesn’t have to know.”

“Fine, but we can’t let him know, promise me.”
Jack nodded. She’s scared that he’ll disown her. But, she doesn’t understand – with the command rod I have total control. He spanked his mother as they went to the living room.