Daddy Loves You

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This is ridiculous! She tried to move in her school uniform from all those years ago. The buttons pulled and it barely covered half of her upper body. Her large breasts were clearly defined beneath the tight top. It was so tight that underwear wouldn’t even fit. Below she wore super tight shorts that left little to the imagination. A camel-toe showed and anything smaller would be riding up her behind. This surely had to be someone’s wet-dream.
 
It brought back so many memories from Raccoon City, but now she was older, wiser, and more skeptical of her situation. She didn’t know how she got here, but without a weapon, she had to be resourceful. She stepped out into the stone pathway and felt memories returning. Making her way up the steps she saw the entrance to the police department. Why am I back here?!

She opened the main doors, cautiously inspecting the main hall for dormant zombies. “Hello?” Better to draw them out. But, nothing moved. Her shoe tapped upon the wood, breaking the eerie silence. She stepped around the main desk, noticing a security monitor. On the screen Claire was fighting, dodging a licker before running out of view.  Sherry figured out the camera’s location and hurried upstairs, thinking how different this place looked when she was younger.
 
Pushing through a door, she heard gunshots nearby, followed by a crash. She was worried when silence followed. The next door was locked and in spite of making noise, no one came. She turned back bitterly, going to find another path. Something was moving in the main hall now, and she rushed to find the source. “Claire?” A monster appeared beneath the balcony, drawn to her voice. The mutated eye on his arm opened up, watching her intently. Recognizing the white coat and blonde hair, she knew the monster was her father.
 
He moved with unnatural speed, charging up the stairs as she shrieked. Bolting to the door, she rushed inside and pressed her body against it, trembling with panic. It didn’t even slow him down. She flew forward as the door burst apart. The figure covered his face as the other, grotesque hand reached for her. She closed her eyes, feeling its soft, slimy hand grabbing her shoulders.
 
“Get off her, creep!” Claire stood behind him, blasting him with a shotgun. He took three hits before dropping Sherry and turning back to face the real threat. Claire couldn’t get away in time, getting snatched by the monster. He lifted her off the ground and inserted a tentacle from beneath his arm. It was over quickly, leaving a small creature wriggling down her throat. The tail whipped around before disappearing between her lips. Sherry moved past, taking Claire’s hand and leading her away. The monster chased but another blast stunned it. Claire moved on her own, directing them into a secret room at the base of a statue. Sherry yelped as her father tried to reach her, but the entrance was too small.
 
Finally able to breathe, Sherry hugged her savior. “Claire, I missed you so much! What is happening?”
Claire pulled back with confusion. She was young, far younger than she should be. She looked like she had during the first outbreak. “Who… Sherry? How are you…?” Her eyes doubled as she put a hand across her chest. “Ah, it hurts!”
Sherry felt the tears coming. “No, no, we have to get the serum!”
“Ahhh!” Claire stumbled back, her hand sliding lower as she bared teeth. “It’s in my stomach!”
 
The twenty-something brunette gasped and grunted. Her belly swelled, starting to show beneath her shirt, A loud gurgle came from within. She took a clumsy step, making it jiggle as it continued growing. It rounded, pressing her jeans lower. Her flat tummy was now spherical. She was in too much pain to understand her plight. Claire burped, lifting her shirt to see movement beneath her skin. Small bulges formed and retracted in the tight stomach. It was well beyond the confines of her clothing now, sagging low with weight.
 
Sherry watched her friend, knowing that nothing could save her at this point. She wanted to run away and avoid the sight, but Claire’s pleading eyes kept her frozen in place. She took Claire’s soft hand, holding it as she continued swelling. Her ponytail whipped as she thrashed her head and sank to her knees. Her clothes rolled above and below the apparent beach ball beneath her skin. She looked like she wanted to say something, but twinges of pain distracted her.
 
The weight pulled her forward, making Claire press into Sherry’s chest. Breathing quickly, Claire put a hand on her belly, startled by another movement. She squeezed her friend’s hand as she slid lower upon her bosoms, almost kissing Sherry’s exposed midriff. Going lower, her forehead popped the button off of Sherry’s shorts, giving her a nose full of blonde bush.
 
It was an awkward moment. Sherry was aroused, with her crush coming so close to fulfilling her dreams. She imagined Claire’s soft tongue searching her loins. Her firm, yet delicate fingers sliding up her body. Holding her ass tightly as she ate her out. It was a dream she had since puberty, but now it was just pathetic – to be thinking of such awful desires during Claire’s final moments. She came back to reality, feeling Claire’s head pull past her garment.
 
On her hands and knees now, the pretty girl looked massively pregnant. Her clothing was audibly tearing, opening up to reveal more of her expanding sphere. Movements from inside kept her shifting uncomfortably, but it also made her tummy shake pleasantly. She wiggled her sexy ass in the air, unable to cope with the feeling. Her lips parted to let out a delightful moan before she raised up, failed to find balance, and plopped back on her butt. Her thick belt came apart, lying behind her as she put her arms back for support.
 
The zipper on her jacket launched away, skittering along the floor. The jacket opened showing her tightly rolled shirt digging into her chest. Her breasts were well defined beneath the fabric and soon her shirt came apart. The bra beneath didn’t last long before the strap broke and it popped aside. Her cute tits sat on display, looking so tiny in comparison to her massive belly. Claire’s jeans were splitting down both sides, showing more every time she shifted. Her slim, muscular legs pressed into the rounded belly, forcing her backward and lower. Claire gave in, lying back as her belly grew. Her cute face was constantly displaying various forms of pain while being totally helpless.
 
Sherry gasped at the sight of her open legs and large rolling belly. A strange thought crossed her mind – maybe this was just some twisted game someone was playing with her. Maybe this isn’t real at all! She licked her lips, seeing the wet slit peeking from beneath Claire’s belly. She crawled closer, turning her neck to get under the expanding stomach. The smell excited her incredibly, she had to take a taste. Putting out her tongue, Sherry poked into the slippery pussy.
 
Claire shook, making her big belly press against Sherry’s head. She had to fight to stay in place with such mass moving above her. It was worth it, though, as she found a comfortable position and pressed her face into the excited mound. The fleshy belly pressed onto her shoulders, making her go deeper as she lapped the juices. She was able to breathe, but any real movement was difficult. She felt Claire’s strong legs shifting, unable to evade the sensation.
 
Sherry didn’t know why she was doing this now, but she couldn’t fight the urge. She tasted the small button at the top and made sure to give it attention. Then she pressed her nose against it and used her tongue to search for the g-spot. She wished for this for so long, but this wasn’t what she expected. Suddenly Claire’s legs tried to close and then she heard a snap. The weight was gone in an instant and Claire’s legs sprang high before flopping back to the floor.
 
She heard the creature skitter away, leaving her alone with her lifeless friend. Moving what was left aside, she inspected the results. Her sexy body was mostly intact, save for a large cavern where her stomach had been. Her cute face was impassive, almost content. She won’t have to suffer any more… Sherry got up, mostly clean thanks to her placement during the blast. She stepped through the gore, praying that this was just a mind-game.
 
She pulled up her broken shorts and pressed on. Moving through the underground facility, avoiding a few zombies to make her way into the parking garage. It was uncomfortably still as she walked, making every step reverberate through the desolate structure. She removed her shoes in an attempt to stay quiet. Passing through the open main gate, she made her way above ground, remembering that creepy police chief from so long ago. Then she heard something other than mindless undead.
 
A harsh-eyed woman hopped down from an extended firetruck ladder. She took out a few zombies before noticing taking aim at Sherry. “Don’t shoot, I’m not one of them!” Sherry froze with her arms high, making the top pull tight against her breasts.
“I see that. What are you doing out here dressed like that?” The pretty girl’s weary eyes tracked downward. “Going to a bachelor party or something?” Her suspicion faded. “Sherry, is that you?”
“Yes it’s me, Helena!” They both relaxed, coming closer to speak. “What are you doing here?”
“I’m just trying to stay alive for now.” She looked abruptly confused. “Actually I don’t really know how I got here.”
“This has to be some kind of trick or something. I can’t believe Claire is just… gone.”
The tall, wispy woman put her head down. “Oh no… That was Chris’ sister right?”
 
A sound came from the dark parking garage, interrupting their grieving. Both turned to see a further mutated William Birkin stumbling up the ramp. His arms and head were withered and starting to merge with his torso, while a new head appeared at the top. It was even more hideous and malformed, with sharp teeth and slippery skin. It let out a slimy growl as it closed the distance.
 
“This place never ceases to amaze.” Helena readied her pistol and stepped in front of Sherry. “Stay back, I’ll deal with this.”
“Wait!” Sherry moved around her acquaintance. “Daddy, don’t!”
 
Helena turned to her with a look of revulsion before blasting the monster. Bullets ripped into his skin as they moved back. Helena pumped repeated shots into the creature and he responded by flipping a car into her path. His sights were on Helena and he caught her within seconds. He raised her off the ground and forcefully ripped away a large section of her pinstripe dress pants. She kept shooting until it clicked, but William didn’t seem to care. He extended a tentacle from his hand and shoved it into her exposed, apple-shaped ass. The bulges popped through her entrance, sliding upward through her rectum. It dropped her, leaving her rigid upon the ground, gripping her behind in pain.
 
It turned, stomping towards Sherry as she trembled in fear. “Daddy! Please!” Her words stopped the monster. It let out a deep growl before skulking down an alleyway.
 
With the monster gone, she rushed over to Helena, holding her head as she rolled from side to side, keeping her legs stretched out. She looked up with damp, pleading eyes. “It hurts so bad!” Her voice cracked as she tried to recover. She was used to taking a few bumps and bruises, but she absolutely despised anal. She relaxed a little bit, but it was clear that the ache remained.
 
At this angle, Sherry was able to see down her shirt, watching her restrained breasts jiggle as she fought through the pain. Feeling sorry for her, Sherry pulled her ripped pants up enough to see her brown bush. She licked her finger and eased it into her opening, enjoying the feeling of her soft warmth. Helena looked up with a sniffle, silently wondering why she would be doing such a thing during this ordeal.
 
Sherry kissed her forehead, pulling her against her bosom as she fingered the poor, distraught girl. Helena’s midsection was already growing beneath her waistcoat. She was still grunting in pain, but she didn’t seem to realize that she was expanding. She only stared into the distance as small droplets of rain ran along her luxurious chestnut hair. Sherry’s delicate touch seemed to keep her at ease for a while.
 
The outer garment was growing tight and she finally glanced down to see the change. She raised up, whining as she slid into a higher position. Sherry embraced her from behind, continuing to pleasure her with an experienced touch. She felt pressure against her arm and they both watched as the top button on the waistcoat shot away. The remaining two popped free shortly after, leaving only her button-uo shirt to restrain her growing stomach.
 
She looked up, on the brink of total breakdown, asking how she could fix this. “There has to be something you can do! Something! There is a vaccine, right?!”
Sherry only stroked her hair and her clit, calming her as her belly grew. “I’m sorry for what my dad did.”
“That thing isn’t your father anymore!” Helena sniffed, watching more buttons skip along the pavement. “Am I going to make it?”
It was so sad to see such a confident woman completely break down. “I can’t save you, but you’ll be okay. This isn’t real!”
 
Helena sobbed silently before totally giving in. It is real to her. She wept like a child as her shirt opened to reveal her growing belly. Her big chest looked perfect upon the pregnant sphere. She swelled just as Claire did, but her body seemed to handle it more gracefully. Her hips widened and the added weight pressed it into the ground. Her formal pants hugged her long legs, failing at the seams. More and more of her once toned olive legs showed as her clothing ripped. Even her feet swelled, causing her dress shoes to split apart before falling uselessly upon the ground.  Her shirt continued tightening upon her shoulders, even though it was completely open in the front. Only her bra kept her beautiful tits in check.
 
Soon, the strap snapped, allowing her breasts to creep lower as the garment lifted. Sherry removed her bra for selfish reasons as she fingered the girl with more intensity. Helena’s breasts filled out a little more for some reason, being everything she expected and more. Sherry was in awe of the flowing mammaries with big, tan areolas.  She couldn’t resist grabbing one, holding it in her hand to enjoy its weight. Kneading it was so pleasant, she hoped it was helping Helena deal with her impending demise.
 
Her finger slipped out of the wet hole below as they belly drew lower. Helena’s weight caused her to lean and ultimately slide from Sherry’s arms. Her massive body slapped onto the street, causing the remnants of her shirt and pants to rip as she moved. Only wearing panties now, she realized how truly large Helena had become. It gave her a glorious view of the woman’s tanned ass. Her panties were stretched tight, surely causing discomfort as they dug between her oversized ass cheeks.
 
Sherry pulled at the tight garment, only eliciting a sad moan as Helena continued to cry softly. She tried again, but it only pulled the panties into her pussy. She was too distraught to say so, but Sherry knew it was agony. She tried one final time, but this only threw the massive woman off-balance, making her tip onto her continually expanding belly.
 
The inflating woman looked nothing like her original self; every aspect of her tall, trim body had changed into a thick, pudgy resemblance. She was raised up on the rolling mountain of a belly, barely able to touch the ground with her toes. It was a factor of distance and mobility, as she could barely move her filling limbs. Unlike Claire, she was expanding all over, but it was focused mainly in her midsection and her behind. Her ass was incredible, flowing with the slightest movements, looking perfectly smooth and enticingly soft as it raised into the air.
 
Meanwhile, Helena was suffering. The resilient pair of panties was still intact, digging deep into her nether regions as she waved her thick arms in vain. Her breasts had doubled in size, the nipples hidden beneath the girth as the ends flattened upon the street. It looked unreal and yet she was still alive. She let out long, loud sobs, unable to help herself. Sherry felt deep guilt over her father’s actions. She contemplated using her own vaccinated blood, but she didn’t know how and the thought came too late.
 
Instead, Sherry walked around behind the woman, amazed at the sight of the pink slit, mostly hidden in the brown bush. She wanted to help ease her pain, but she was worried she might get hurt during the explosion. So, Sherry slid her shorts down around her knees and pressed her hips against the inflating woman’s ass. The thick legs drew her closer, locking the fair-skinned girl in place. It felt soft and warm and Sherry loved it. She was already wet during the first thrust. She put her hands on Helena’s expanded hips, pulling her back into her own movements. The force would have knocked her down, but she was nestled firmly inside Helena’s oversized thigh-gap and it was one of the best experiences of her life.
 
She continued, slapping her pussy against Helena’s, trying to excite the girl before her encroaching demise. Leaning ahead, she gave quick thumps as their juices dripped onto the ground. Sherry moaned as she fucked her friend. Helena wasn’t crying as loudly anymore, but she wasn’t enjoying the experience either. She flailed her arms as if attempting to swat away a fly. Sherry mindlessly took hold of Helena’s stretched panties, giving them a tug and making her friend whimper in agony. Finally, they snapped at the side and then below. Their bare bushes were touching and it felt even better.
 
Wrapping her arms around the fat juicy ass, Sherry drove harder. Pressing her chest into the springy ass, she was about to cum when a loud blast startled her. She fell forward in an instant, landing upon the soft ass as it dropped to the ground. She was so close, but the ass deflated quickly. She realized that Helena had burst beneath her and she was humping what remained of her ass. Sad and frustrated, she got up, seeing a halo of blood around her as the two monsters flopped upon the ground. Apparently they had become tangled inside their host.
 
Again shielded from the explosion, Sherry decided to touch herself. She worked her clit while standing next to her destroyed companion and it felt so terrible, but she couldn’t fight the urge. She had difficulty getting back to the same level of arousal, needing more physical stimulation. Her soft moans were answered by an inquisitive growl. She turned to see her father standing by the alleyway. She didn’t know how long the monster had watched, but she was met with another unpleasant urge.
 
“Daddy!” She rubbed her clit. “Help me.” She spoke seductively. As hoped, her father charged ahead, stopping just before his adult daughter. She didn’t understand why she was so aroused by him. Most of his body was truly disgusting now, with a giant eye watching her from his arm. It opened and closed with a soft wet sound, but her arousal allowed her to ignore it. They did something to me. They made me want this! Sherry continued working her pussy as William opened his claw around her and launched a tentacle into her open mouth.
 
Two embryos slid into her mouth and down her throat. She could feel them open her esophagus painfully wide before nestling in her stomach. The monster removed the tendril and extended it lower, sliding it along her wet pussy and poking it up her asshole. She felt the bulges push along her slit, making her squirm with excitement before they opened her ass and pushed through her rectum. Those two embryos caused her sharp pains as they wriggled through her guts and joined the others in her belly. The tentacle detached and retracted, leaving her feeling full and slimy.
 
“You put a lot in me, Daddy!” She giggled, still touching herself. She ached throughout, but it was just an inconvenience compared to her excitement. William snarled before turning away, leaving his daughter to her fate. “No, wait! Don’t you want to see what comes out? Don’t you want to see what happens to me?” She was somewhat irritated that he left so quickly. Sherry gave him a dirty look as she stroked herself. At that point, she realized that her arousal seemed muted. The painful movements in her belly kept the orgasm just out of reach and it frustrated her greatly.
 
“Ugh, just calm down for a minute and let me… Ow!” She put her hands on her knees, feeling flush as she bent over. “Oh, ahhh, just let me…” She started to work her clit again, but their movements were too severe. Her belly gurgled as it began to expand. “Nothing to worry about. Even if this isn’t a mind game I will just heal! No problem at all!” She let out a small burp. “I can…” She gasped, pushing her hips ahead in the air, pausing her masturbation. “Just let me cum!”
 
With so many inside she was growing quickly and painfully. She reached around her bulging belly to touch herself again. Her tight shorts were digging into her legs, but removing them would be difficult. She felt the embryos thrashing in her belly, pulling her side to side as they grew stronger. She stumbled, nearly falling thanks to the shorts trapping her legs together. Another jolt sent her back, and this time she heard fabric rip. She hopped artlessly to stay upright, feeling the shorts give way and sliding to her ankles. Her legs had become thicker, feeling strange as they rubbed together. She nudged the ripped garment aside and realized how tight her top had become.
 
She pulled at her shirt with swollen hands, causing her breasts to jiggle as her hand slipped away. She failed another attempt, trying to ignore the violent tremors radiating from her stomach. Even her arms had grown, making her look like an incredibly chubby pregnant woman. She wouldn’t have minded the body under other circumstances. She grunted, using all her willpower to tug at the taut school uniform. She accidentally pinched her breast, which was packed snugly into the tiny blouse. She squeaked in pain, but thankfully a tear formed at the bottom of the shirt.
 
Her growing breasts did the rest, opening up the rip and spilling onto her belly. The shirt parted to reveal some very sizable tits that hung over the very rounded belly. Her chest started growing faster now, with both bosoms becoming more spherical as they rolled to the sides. She felt like a tank, wondering if this was how Claire felt before. “I can’t even move!” She lamented, trying to take a step. Her size was too much and her legs gave way, pulling the heavy girl down. Her big ass slapping the damp pavement as she leaned against an abandoned car. She groaned from the pain, wondering how much longer she had.
 
She looked upon her encumbered body as rain fell gently upon her. Her tight, springy skin was expanded in every aspect. Her shoulders felt wider, accommodating the bulky arms that she had trouble moving. Her hips had grown, and her ass looked nearly three times as large, compressing uncomfortably beneath her. She moved her plump toes, kind of amazed that her legs had become so big. The thick pillars wobbled as she shifted, never losing the elastic feeling. Her giant breasts looked so squeezable and soft. She put a hand upon one of the warm, wet orbs, lifting it as much as she could, giggling as she inspected her large nipples. Her areolas were twice the size and much darker. She giggled, letting her weighty tit fall back into place.
 
But her biggest change was her astoundingly large belly. The rounded stomach covered most of her legs now, creeping in every available direction as the embryos grew. They continually moved, making visible bulges in random areas beneath the firm skin. It flowed outward and began pulling lower, enveloping her torso. She placed an open palm on the mountain of flesh, feeling constant vibrations before one creature pushed outward, knocking her hand away from beneath her skin. She was amazed that she could handle such an impressive mass growing inside her, but she knew that it would be over at any moment. She only hoped she’d wake up after the ordeal.
 
The blonde girl’s belly split open down the middle, releasing a geyser of reddish liquid. She clamped her eyes as she squealed, overtaken by shock more than pain. Her swollen body convulsed as the grown embryos slid out of her ripped belly. One put climbed over her pillowy breasts before leaping away while another slid between her legs. She felt numbness at her core, but the wet creature moving along her pussy caused her to moan loudly. Her midsection was spread wide, but the remainder of her body looked so serene in spite of the carnage. The creatures scampered away, leaving their ruined mother without a second thought. She laid her head back as darkness came.

They all continue to resist the virus, except this one. The doctor put a hand on Sherry’s soft chest, feeling her racing heart. She moved just a little, feeling her soft breast before quickly pulling away. She felt ashamed for stooping to such a low. You’re being paid to break them, not grope them, Jane. Ms. Birkin should be succumbing to the virus… I have to be missing something! She huffed, moving to the next subject. Ms. Wong – you’re the only one that hasn’t been infected before. She smirked, writing a few additions to her notes before leaving them. I only need to break one of them.

Enlightenment

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Cleric Aldon stood above the offender. The chubby girl lay upon the wooden table with arms and legs spread apart and bound to each corner. She was unable to speak as the man looked upon her nude body with utter shame. Elouise could read their minds, knowing the plans to oust her from the council and replace Aldon with another High Cleric. Like many others, they have failed.
 
“As punishment for your unique crimes I shall administer a unique solution – you will carry your sister.” Her guards brought Gabriella forward, unclasping her robe and allowing it to fall to the ground. The tight-bodied woman had a modest figure and dimpled smile. It is a shame that she will be hidden inside her big-titted bitch of a sister. But, it will serve as a warning… They all will.
 
Mabel followed her instructions, casting an intricate spell onto her niece. Gabriella lowered her head, frightened of the change that was to come. Her body flushed as she visibly shrank. Her proportions remained as her body shortened. Her arms slipped from the guard’s grasp. She was reduced to half her height – her modest attributes appearing more pronounced. The cleric directed his men to hold Chantal’s legs as Mabel cast another spell. The exposed pussy suddenly dripped with excitement. Elouise enjoyed watching as they directed the small, scared girl in between her sister’s legs, pressing her head into the moist loins.
 
It was breathtaking – seeing Chantal’s pussy open wide to swallow her sister’s head. A loud wet sound accompanied the insertion. Gabriella’s shoulders cleared after a pause and then her body moved inside without assistance. Her ass bounced as she kicked in the air, anxious from the strange sensation. Another awkward, sloppy noise came as her hips cleared. Within seconds her feet slipped in, now fully nestled inside Chantal. This gave her sister a large, full belly that bulged unevenly as she writhed inside.
 
Mabel cast a spell that gave her belly a more spherical shape. “She can breathe, but be careful not to close your legs tight.”
“She’s breathing through my pussy?” Chantal was barely able to reach around her belly, feeling her wet, gaping hole with a mixture of emotions.
“She will require your powers to survive.” Elouise spoke confidently. “You will carry her for eighteen months as she regresses and reforms anew. Both of you will be normal, but she will be your new child.”
Chantal was terrified, looking to her aunt and the others for some kind of help. “Why would you do this?”
 
“As I said, this requires a unique punishment. Rather than killing her outright I shall give you the task of raising Gabriella. Perhaps she will be well mannered the second time. This is also to teach you that your actions have consequences. The older blonde woman leaned down to taunt her, showing notable cleavage as her breasts grazed Chantal’s shoulder. “Your mother is also going to suffer.” She whispered with delight, “care to see?”
 
With a wave of her hand the guards led in the tall, weary brunette. Magdalene shuffled forward awkwardly, carrying her swollen belly. She huffed, glaring with lamenting eyes as her weighted belly threatened to pull her down. She had to hesitate to shift her balance and only then did she continue carefully. Her hard features showed sadness in defeat.
 
Elouise proudly removed her robe, displaying the woman to the small crowd. Her stomach had pronounced bulges, hanging much lower than expected. She was carrying something very heavy and bulky. Magdalene was slouching, with sweat running from her brow. It was clear that she suffered from whatever she held and the only emotions she displayed were disgust and dismay.
 
“We found the creature your mother birthed so long ago.” Elouise found the memory again, watching the tentacles writhing along the woman and her daughters. The large seeds slipping inside the woman’s sensitive vagina. One of the many lewd thoughts I retrieved from this sinful family. “She showed us everything. How you summoned creatures and used magic frivolously. Such disregard for her vows… Now her powers are gone and she is carrying stones gathered from the riverbed. We packed her belly full of useless rocks that she’ll never be able to remove. Now she will no longer burden the council.”
 
The elder woman turned to Mabel with an accusing glare. “You were part of their debauchery too.” Elouise had to resist a smile, seeing her plan coming to fruition. “I see those thoughts you attempt to repress. It appears you must join your family in their penance.”
 
Cleric Aldon grabbed their aunt from behind, touching a magic dampener to her neck. Her long eyebrows shot up as she struggled, but after a moment she accepted her fate. Mabel’s almond eyes tightened as her breathing quickened. He unclasped her robe and let it fall. The svelte brunette had upturned breasts and a toned stomach. She looked to the floor, knowing it was pointless to resist. Everyone knew that her gorgeous body would soon be changed like the others.
 
The old blonde woman looked to the other council members standing around the room. She took her time, deliberating the woman’s fate. “I see your sister’s punishment is troubling you.” She strolled to Magdalene and ran her fingers along the bumpy belly. “Perhaps I should indulge you in a similar fashion, Mabel.”
 
The cleric offered Elouise a small talisman. Clasping it in both hands, she spoke a long phrase and made numerous gestures. Mabel trembled in fear as she performed the ritual. She has no clue what type of spell I’m casting! Idiot. With a final, decisive syllable, it was over. She returned the item to Aldon as everyone watched with anticipation. The guards let go and stepped back as the change began.
 
The leggy beauty grimaced, putting her arms across her chest. She gasped, realizing what was happening. Her flawless breasts grew. Silky skin expanded around her tanned arms as she tried to keep them in check. Her hands pushed out, slowly pulling apart as she tried to gather the burgeoning mounds. She was pathetic, trying to keep some semblance of dignity as her tits flowed. She repeatedly caught them, but soon she understood that it wasn’t going to stop anytime soon.
 
Placing hands on her knees, she allowed the heavy breasts to hang. The soft mammaries squished together, expanding as the others watched. Mabel’s eyes darted between them, her composure failing. She sank to the ground, straining against their weight. On her hands and knees, she whined, pleading for the expansion to stop. The bulky tits pressed upon the wooden floor, pushing outward as they continued growing. She looked up again, her sad eyes hoping to sway their verdict. Pitiful whore – you brought this upon yourself.
 
“Please, stop this!” Agatha stepped ahead. “What purpose does this serve? She wasn’t on trial.”
 
Elouise stared with spite at the doughy woman watching from the edge of the room. “You are in no place to speak, Agatha.” Elouise waved her closer, placing a hand upon her cheek when she finally complied. “I see you planned to help them as well. I should have known.” Her grip tightened. “You disappoint me!” She ripped away Agatha’s vestments, making her usually cheerful expression fade. “This council is filled with deviants!” The head cleric moved with purpose, using the talisman to sap the woman’s power. Elouise considered punishment for a time before raising a finger and smiling devilishly. She cast another long, intricate spell, plucking one from Agatha’s own mind.
 
The thick, friendly woman showed sudden shock. Placing a hand on her midsection, a muffled clank came from within. More noises radiated from her belly, causing her to look at Elouise with pleading eyes. A low groan escaped her moist lips. Her silky tits wobbled as she bent over. Her rounded face tightened as she felt the objects moving within. Like the others, she knew something collected in her belly and she couldn’t fight it. Her clear blue eyes closed as she resolved to endure the sensation. The corner of her mouth opened, but she took it well.
 
The clanking grew louder as her stomach filled. Dimples formed as her pale skin expanded. She appeared somewhat pregnant, but the texture looked very strange. She sank lower, clearly feeling the weight of the objects as they poured in. Agatha’s beautiful breasts sat upon the bumpy belly, with her slim waist leading to a comfortable ass.  She put a hand on one of the lesser clerics, but he pulled away and let her slump against the wall. Sliding lower, she squatted against the wall.
 
The expansion stopped, leaving her filled with an abundance of small, burdensome items. Her belly wasn’t as large as the others, but it looked perfectly proportioned with her curvy build. She pushed herself higher, carefully moving away from the wall. She was able to stand, but every movement had to be calculated. Some of the items shifted, clanking as they pulled her slightly.
 
Elouise grabbed a handful of her squishy rump. “It saddens me to do this, but I could see that you were planning against me too. You nearly evaded my mental probing, but I found your stockpile of golden coins.” She kneaded Agatha’s ass, enjoying her discomfort. “So, I will let you keep them.” She drew back and slapped the springy ass, laughing as Agatha stumbled ahead and sank to her knees.
 
And then her eyes snapped to the last remaining council member. Cadence spoke with indifference. “Yes, I was part of their plan, but you can see that I was only helping you.”
 
Elouise stepped into her mind, observing her memories. The truth came in waves. How the clever necromancer played along with the conspiracy, all the while knowing it would fail. Cadence’s true motivation was the wellbeing of the citizens. She resents judgment for her craft. She will always be at odds with the clerics, but she would be loyal to me. Elouise contemplated, returning to her own thoughts. I may need someone with her talents… Aldon may defy me in the future.
 
“Very well, you have proven to be loyal.” She looked to Aldon, gauging his reaction. “The council of three.” His thoughts show disgust, but he will accept this… for now. “Aldon will claim this estate and Agatha will stay as an offering of good faith. The rest of you will accompany me home where you will serve as my indentured servants. The good people will see what becomes of deviant mages!”
 
Mabel lay upon her engorged breasts. They were nearly as large as the rest of her body, squishing as she rested upon the firm mounds. Milk seeped from her thick nipples as she contemplated her predicament. Meanwhile Magdalene sat upon a creaking chair. The stone-filled belly making her uncomfortable no matter how she shifted. She let out an irritated sigh as she pushed a stone inward, only causing another to press out below. She was packed to the limit and visibly worried.
 
Chantal was allowed to stand, but she had to rest against the table. Her plump ass squished around the edge as she leaned back to support her massive belly. Chantal’s considerable chest spilled over the full, rounded stomach. The shapely body changed to accommodate, pushing her fat elsewhere to make her arms and legs thick and bulky. Her shoulders and hips also widened to support such a large ‘child’ in her womb. Gabriella shifted every few minutes, making both of them unable to relax. This was the first day and it would be just as unpleasant over the following months as their bodies adapted to the magical attachment.
 
This is the cost of defying me. Elouise smirked as she read their despairing thoughts.

The wagon rolled along, with each bump causing her sister to shift around inside her belly. Chantal groaned, moving lower in her seat to find momentary relief. It was nearly impossible to relax and she only hoped it would be easier over time. Elousie’s pet orc sat at the other side of the wagon, looking just as uncomfortable due to his size. Dakkor was hunched forward, watching her naked body intently. His eyes slid lower, enjoying every slight movement of her swollen, soft body.
 
“Look away, monster.”
His misaligned eyes narrowed and a sharp breath passed through his filed teeth. “Take care when insulting me. I wasn’t the only one that enjoyed our time together.”
“I would never have done that with you if my mind had been clear!”
“You humans complain too much. Female orcs enjoy themselves no matter when we take them.”
“Humans respect one another!”
“Hmph. Is that why you have a big belly?” She didn’t respond. “The gold hair woman said you will be my mate. Better get used to me.” He grinned.
 
Chantal didn’t even argue. She knew nothing she could do or say could stop this. If he didn’t do what Elouise said then she would find another orc to fuck her. She couldn’t even blame him. She took a deep breath to calm her nerves, looking away from the monster that she would be with from now on. She only hoped the others would fare better.

The caravan passed the gate and brought them to Elouise’s estate. A few esteemed guests were waiting to greet her, eager to see who was chosen to be on the council. Their surprise was almost comedic when they heard about the removal – how half of the council members were now stripped of their powers. The orc took Chantal into his arms, carrying her into the wooded region where he dwelled. No one seemed to care. She watched over his shoulder, seeing her inflated mother and aunt being carted into the mansion.
 
The large, rounded hut with a steeple roof wasn’t far, hidden among a small patch of trees. Furs lined the walls and it was entirely open inside. Many smells assaulted her senses, most of which weren’t enjoyable. Dakkor carried her past the firepit and dropped her onto the bed – the straw lining barely absorbing the impact. She groaned, aching from the fall and from Gabriella’s movements inside. He wiped his brow and unfastened his limited armor. He removed his loincloth, revealing a long green cock dangling nearly to his knee.
 
With wide-eyed terror, Chantal held up her hands. “Woah, I don’t remember it being that big!”
“I didn’t give it all before… And she was in your head.” He crawled into the shoddy bed, yanking her robes away. “Do you prefer it this way or from behind?”
“Wait, can’t we talk-“
He moved above her. “This way then.” His body flexed appealingly as he went low, sliding his tongue into her loins. It was strong, making her moan as it slid up and around. She raised her hips, finding great enjoyment in the sensation. A shiver ran along her body as he searched her wet entrance. Her eyes squeezed tight and she held her breath, building to a sensational climax. It was nearly upon her when he pulled out. The feeling slipped away, leaving only disappointment as he raised up and moved into position.
 
The large, muscular orc was able to support himself entirely, keeping all weight off of her huge belly. She felt his rigid cock poking against her thigh. She braced herself as the monster found her hole and glided in. She tensed, already uncomfortable from his size. His hard, beady eyes watched her as she bit her lip. She was thankful that he moved slowly, but she knew he wouldn’t wait for long. After a few quick breaths, she wiggled her hips, trying to ease it in carefully. He took this to mean that she wanted it faster, so he followed along with a little more force.
 
The orc growled, letting his weight push the cock deeper. Chantal squeaked, his shaft pushing into her tighter region. She tried to touch her clit, but her engorged belly blocked it. He allowed some of his weight to rest upon her, making her feel trapped as he fed more into his new toy. She reached up and grabbed her nipples, pulling her tits up and down to distract herself from the agonizing pain below. It was wet, but he was just too damned thick.
 
She gave up on the distraction, grabbing handfuls of straw as she endured the sizable intruder in her pussy. The ache dulled, feeling a low numbness as he pushed firmly. He couldn’t quite get the last section in. The monster moved side to side, cruelly opening her even more with the throbbing dick. With a groan, she launched a hand up and hit him in the shoulder. He let out a low chuckle as he swirled his cock again, forcing her to whine.
 
He stopped moving and pushed again. This time something gave way. Chantal barely felt his cock move, but Gabriella started squirming furiously, thrashing around in her belly. It looked like the orc was in pain from his expression. He tried to pull back, but he was stuck in her loins. The movements increased as he went in to the hilt once more. Chantal realized that he had somehow pushed through the magical barrier and fit his cock inside Gabriella. He was fucking the girl inside her belly.
 
Each time he tried to pull back it brought Gabriella with him. Chantal could make out a faint handprint as he reared up, still unable to free himself. The placement made it clear that he was fucking the girl inside her. His dick went far enough to stick into Gabriella’s pussy. It felt extremely strange. He was too overcome by the tightness to enjoy it at first, but soon he found a slow, short rhythm. He scooted forward, pressing into her belly to get more of his cock through. He only lasted for a couple more slow thrusts before he went into a frenzy. He pumped her hard, making her nearly cry before he unloaded.
 
Chantal didn’t feel a thing, which confirmed her suspicion. The orc had been fucking the girl inside her. She had no idea what this meant, but she was happy to feel his massive pole shrinking. He pulled out, leaving her entrance slick and sore. He laid beside her, draping his enormous arm over her chest. Gabriella wasn’t moving much anymore inside her midsection. She was positioned with her legs raised, but Chantal couldn’t turn over. She was forced to let the cum move deeper into her sister’s vagina. She only hoped that she would be okay if Gabriella happened to get pregnant inside her.
 
The monster’s loud snoring and Gabriella’s fitful movements kept her from meaningful sleep throughout the night. The orc roused her in the early hours for another session, preparing her with his wet finger before mounting her in the same position. He poked inside and once again found the even tighter space inside. He knew exactly what he was doing, but Chantal was grateful that it felt slightly better this time. It still hurt, but she was hopeful that she would find some pleasure in the coming days. She put her arms around him, taking the long pole submissively. He rammed even harder, making Gabriella fight from within. She watched his strong body flexing, trying to excite herself, but the movement inside was too distracting.
 
He eyed her bouncing tits, watching them flow up and down. He seemed to enjoy her anguished grunts, speeding up whenever she felt the most pain. She shifted from time to time, unsure if the change would make it better or worse. His big cock plunged in and out for a long time until he released a thicker batch. Again, she didn’t feel it, but she noticed the bulge moved up his cock slower now. Inside, Gabriella struggled, unable to stop the cum from blasting into her spread pussy.
 
“I will have to keep doing this until you give me a son.”
“You… you can’t. It will break us apart.”
“The golden woman says you can handle it. Guess we will see in a few weeks.”
“W-weeks?”
“She did something to make my seed stronger – says to fuck you often and I’ll have an army.” He laughed subtly.
 
Chantal heard of reproductive magic. It was rare and forbidden throughout the land, as it could create far too many mouths to feed and too many children to teach. How ironic that Elouise gave her orc such abilities. If caught, he would take blame, if not then they would attack humans, bringing even more people to her side. She was always two steps ahead.
 
A sharp jab drew her mind back to the moment. She was growing impatient, desensitized as the orc pounded her in uneven motions. He grumbled at her boredom, grabbing her neck and raising her pregnant body into the air. He continued fucking her, holding her up at an uncomfortable angle. Her arms dangled as she complained. He was still going, gazing into her eyes as sweat rolled along his dark green skin.
 
Her unkempt black hair obscured her view. Chantal tried to get free, but the orc was way too powerful. Her big tits ricocheted off of her belly, surely irritating Gabriella as they struck her head through the magical barrier. Dakkor moved her legs higher, making her even more uncomfortable. With her feet shaking in the air, Chantal was squished against her belly, groaning as the beast went faster. She didn’t know how much more she could handle. It went on for a time and then he rammed in, pumping his seed through her opening and into Gabriella.
 
Chantal could feel her sister inflating inside her. It felt extremely strange and this time she barely struggled. He released her after he finished, letting her fall back into the bed. She ached, grimacing as she rubbed her strained thighs. Her pussy felt tingly and numb, allowing her relax while the orc went outside to relieve himself. She stood shakily, hobbling outside to follow his lead. She did her business, and after he went inside she decided to take a risk.
 
Her legs hurt, making her stagger as she entered the woods. Every movement was uncoordinated, making her progress slow and loud. Her sister added difficulty as well, shifting inside her every few seconds. She had to go slower, trying to stay quiet as she tried to zigzag through the woods. Gasping for breath, she rested upon a tree, turning back to gauge her progress.
 
She noticed some movement and realized Dakkor was hiding between the trees. He rushed forward, taking a fistful of her hair as she attempted to waddle away. He growled, tugging her head and turning her around. Her lumbering march to his hut was difficult, but the orc seemed rather pleased – watching her jiggling butt as she stepped through the foliage. She pushed through the door and found a chair, hearing the wood flex as she plopped down.
 
“Stay.” He gave her a look saying that there would be consequences if she tried again.
 
He went outside, leaving her to do as she pleased. A quick glance around the hut showed her that other than cooking and cleaning there was nothing to do. In fact, without magic she really didn’t have many skills. She slept on and off, awakened frequently by her passenger’s movements and sounds of the orc working outside. She glanced down, stunned by the sight. Am I bigger?

The spacious stone hall had many lavish decorations. She led the man through, explaining the stories behind some of the paintings that adorned the walls. Elouise told a tale of how she quelled an uprising in the council, removing three of the five members and subjugating the daughters of the instigator. The man listened intently, surely gathering the juicy details to spread around the town.
 
She led him into the main hall, continuing to explain how she planned to bring religion back into favor. How she had the High Cleric’s blessing to display the dissenters, showing what happens when you plot treason against the council. Servants brought one of the captured women into the room on a wide wooden trolley. Her oversized bosoms bounced and shifted before she came to a stop. She had no clothing, as nothing seemed large enough to cover her expansive mammaries.
 
“They are monumental! What is in those?” The visitor asked with amazement.
 
Mabel sat before them, barely able to move on her own now. Her large, rounded breasts were nearly full again, even after being milked less than an hour ago. She produced so much that she had to sleep on top of them, otherwise she might be crushed beneath their weight. She was always tired and hungry thanks to these mountains, spending her day eating, milking, and resting. Her suffering was worse thanks to the countless visitors Elouise brought through, showing her off like a prized cow. It was humiliating at first, but after so many, she didn’t really care anymore.
 
Elouise motioned to her servant. The woman bent down and wrapped a cold hand around one of Mabel’s enormous nipples. Thick milk squirted into the cup, filling it after a few firm tugs. “The tastiest milk in the land. Would you like some?” The servant offered the drink.
The newcomer sipped at the beverage, lighting up as the flavor registered. “Delightful!” He quickly gulped the remainder down before hoisting the mug in appreciation.
Elouise patted the huge, firm tit. “You must be parched from your journey! If you would like to have more…”
He thanked her repeatedly while grabbing Mabel’s nipple. Before continuing he glanced to his host, “Would it be rude to drink from the source? I am so very thirsty.”
 
She agreed. The man eagerly lifted the heavy boob, squatting down and latching onto her teat. They could hear the milk spilling down his throat. Elouise stepped closer as he drank, gently stroking Mabel’s long brown hair. Her tired, almond eyes looked up with fear, knowing that she was powerless to stop the man. He slurped the milk, allowing some to spill around his lips. As he drank she could feel excitement below. She hated to be aroused when people milked her. He jiggled her huge breast, enjoying the mass as he drank his fill.
 
He detached after a long while, wiping his mouth as he stood. “I imagine you suckle upon her frequently.”
“Never.” Elouise nudged the other breast with her shoe, smirking as milk trickled from the nipple. “She enjoys it too much. I must uphold the rules – this is her punishment.”
“Ah, well, I’m sorry for… distressing the woman.” The man sneered at the prisoner. “I was told you had another here?”
“Of course, right this way!”
 
The attendants hauled Mabel back to her chambers before they continued on. Elouise spent extra care to point out useless history points, knowing how he needed to be bored by the trivial details to build suspense for the next display. She brought him onto a balcony where Magdalene knelt in prayer. Sunlight warmed her fair skin. Her trim ass on display, as she too was naked. In her case it was purely for spectacle.
 
She glanced over her shoulder, showing mild fright as she lifted her heavy body. Dimples showed as she forced a smile, knowing the punishment she would get if she didn’t play her role. She didn’t look happy by any means, but that was the intent – to show how scared she was of Elouise. The tall weary-eyed woman put a hand on her bumpy belly, bowing her head ever-so-slightly as the two spoke.
 
“This is Magdalene. Her punishment was the most severe, as she was the orchestrator of this uprising. She is holding stones in there.” She shook her belly to illustrate her point, making the rocks quietly click together.
“Wh-why stones?”
“Because I wanted to make her useless. She will always have trouble doing any physical tasks. She will only have time to reflect on the mistakes that brought her to this point. She will never forget the suffering she inflicted upon herself and of her daughters.” Elouise smiled, raising the woman’s chin. “Isn’t that right?”
“Yes, councilor.”
“Do you think Dakkor is having fun with your daughters?”
“Y-yes, councilor.”
 
They shared a light laugh, watching as the expanded woman put her head down and stroked her tightly-packed belly. Elouise knew it was unnecessary to keep them alive once word spread, but she delighted in their mental anguish. She felt rather pleased with herself, hearing the rumor spread before the guest even told it. She stepped out of his mind, bidding him safe travels as she ventured to the study. Was her face red? Was she masturbating? Elouise grinned at the thought. I suppose I’ll have to put her in chastity from now on. I don’t want her thoughts to wander!

Sherry’s Limits

Standard

Where am I? Her dry eyes took a moment to focus. The soft glow of medical equipment illuminated the room. Sherry sat up, feeling chilly in the loose-fitting medical gown. She felt stiff and couldn’t remember what lead her to this point.  She placed her feet upon the cold floor as she worked her shoulders, noticing the door was cracked open. The remnants of the G-virus in her system kept her body young and limber, allowing her to recover quickly. She didn’t look much older than 20 and that always gave her an advantage. Against the living, at least…

She eased it open cautiously, prepared for some creature to lunge from the shadows. Creeping forward, knowing she lacked any weapons to defend herself. She made her way down a corridor and through another room before she heard a noise. An odd growl came as something wet and slimy paced around the corner.

A dim light cast a humanoid shadow upon the wall. Carefully, she peeked, seeing a lanky monster with black, glistening skin. All of its facial features were missing except for a blood-filled mouth. It turned, sensing her somehow. She gasped as she sprang up and bolted past the monster. It clacked its teeth and let out another inhuman growl, stumbling behind her. She slammed the door shut and locked it, breathing a sigh of relief.

It took a moment to adjust to the open, well-lit room. An emergency shutter slammed behind her, trapping her in the large, empty room. A glint caught her eye. She retrieved stun baton lying next to a fresh corpse – missing half its face. Dark stains covered the cement floor and walls. It must be a bio-organic weapon testing chamber… Shit!

The door behind her opened, allowing the black-skinned creature to lumber through before closing again. She wound up and hit its arm with all of her might, breaking its hand off. She repeated the move with its other arm and then its leg. She scampered back, watching the broken creature crawling closer. Suddenly its severed limbs moved, approaching her from multiple directions. She hit the foot, but the hands lunged onto her. They crawled up her like spiders, one grabbing her panties and the other going for her face.

Her underwear slid down, causing her to trip as she fought against the fingers poking between her lips. She launched the hand away, feeling the other skittering higher upon her fair-skinned thigh. It poked a slippery finger into her pussy, working it up and down before pushing more inside. She tried to hold it when the foot came from the side, hitting her in the breast. It bounced aside, transferring its motion into her generous chest. Her grip faltered and the hand below opened her painfully wide.

It wedged in her loins, unable to be removed. The nimble fingers pulled the disconnected hand deeper until it was fully inside her. She screamed, realizing the main body of the creature was nearly upon her. She scrambled backward, narrowly avoiding it when the foot came in again. She took another hit in the same spot, squarely in the tit. Her gown was strained, but still holding as she cupped her aching breast.

The monster raised up and shot forward. It put what was left of its arms around hers as it opened its human teeth. Out came a pulsing mass of skin. It looked smaller than what she’d seen in the past from these monsters, and it had a smooth, rounded end. The tendril slithered between her lips and wiggled its way down her throat. She felt it poking into her stomach as it let out a strong blast of fluid. She took three powerful doses before it retracted the feeler and let go.

She fell onto her back with a soft slap. The hand in her ass moved vigorously and she could feel something growing in her belly. The gown raised, her soft, white skin slowly pulling the knots open. Her midsection ballooned and it felt oddly comfortable. Sherry squirmed raising up on her elbows as the creature grew larger and larger. She knew it needed to come out, but she couldn’t think of any way to stop it.

The thin piece of clothing pulled tight on its last knot, digging painfully into her groin before it tore apart. She gasped with relief as her swollen belly shook, unrestrained by the garment. The tightness grew and suddenly she felt something inside pop. It hurt so much and she screamed at the top of her lungs. She saw her belly split open before the monster popped through.

Her stomach ripped open, blasting a fine red mist in the air. She went numb as the wet, gleaming monster sprang upward and landed beside her. Her head went back as her vision faded. The ruined blonde woman lay there. The hand in her rump moved, causing her lifeless body to twitch.

Then, the wounds began healing. Her insides started to mend and her belly started closing. Her blue eyes sprang open as she started breathing once more. The pain was overwhelming, taking her breath away as she repaired the damage. She had the G-virus to thank for another miraculous recovery. She touched her flat, unblemished tummy, relieved that she survived. Wiping sweat from her brow, she arose, staring with a foggy mind at two of the creatures.

Before she could act, the hand opened in her ass, making her tense and raise up. Strong legs raised her hips and then another feeling made her bring them back down. Her cushy ass mashed against the floor as the creatures approached and exposed tentacles from their open mouths. Both went down at once. Sherry’s throat opened painfully as they expanded. She was too weak to resist, feeling alternating blasts of their seed in her belly. 

They pulled out and she felt the growth happen immediately. She crossed her arms against her chest, grunting as her offspring grew. Her belly expanded faster than before, rolling outward as it swelled. It looked bigger than a natural pregnancy this time, but her body seemed to be more resilient. Then she felt a few pops inside. She bared her teeth as her stomach opened again. Two black creatures exploded from her destroyed belly. Sherry passed out as her body repaired the damage.

She awoke to see four monsters. All waited patiently for her skin to close before opening their maws. Four grotesque phalluses shot towards her mouth. She retched as they fought for space, two of them unable to pass down the limited area in her windpipe. They drew back and snaked lower, poking in between her lower lips. Sherry could feel repeated blasts sliding past her tonsils and into her loins. It was disgusting, but she was too weak to fight. She took it dutifully, thankful for the moment they came out.

Her orifices were sore, especially due to the writhing hand planted in her asshole. Her thoughts shifted to her ballooning belly, growing to monstrous proportions before her eyes. She whimpered, feeling her skin tighten. Her heavy breasts looked so small in comparison, aiming outward as her body tried to accommodate the foreign growth. She felt pressure on her pelvis, making her somewhat enjoy the expansion. She tried not to think about the inevitable conclusion. Her huge stomach pressed her legs apart and flowing onto the floor. She put a hand on it, feeling it quiver and shake.

The telltale feeling came as her internal organs exploded from the weight. She set her jaw and grumbled, watching her huge stomach part for another birth. The blobs went high before landing in different areas, all maturing before her eyes. She blinked as darkness set in, seeing the parted, empty stomach. She frowned as her thoughts faded. She didn’t know how long her recovery took, but once repaired she could see eight monsters. She made a sad attempt to reach for the stun rod before they penetrated her once again.

She took two in the mouth and six in the pussy. It hurt so much that tears rolled down her cheeks. Sherry hated feeling helpless, especially knowing there may not be an end to this. The feelers shifted around before unloading into her womb. She drank some as well, reaching her hands down to feel an already swollen tummy. She sobbed as they withdrew and the growth started over.

She was trapped beneath the mountain of flesh. Her belly was almost as big as the rest of her body. She could barely breathe under the weight and her arms and legs were pinned as well. She felt the hand shifting deeper into her bowels, causing her to involuntarily tighten her vagina. The resulting feeling was amazing. She tightened again, feeling her open inner walls constrict upon the thick fluid.

An orgasm was close, but then the expansion went too far. This time her entire upper body split apart, shooting out a halo of black and red. She watched a lump of her broken side slump back into the crater. Even her chest was blasted open, causing her breasts to press against her arms. Numbness set in as her labored breathing slowed. Her head slumped back and her limbs went limp. It certainly took longer to repair this time.

She was shocked she could recover from such devastation. Her sexy eyes focusing as she touched her unmarred breasts and belly. She knew sixteen of the beasts were circled around her, awaiting her restoration so they could impregnate her yet again. She was about to have a full mental breakdown when a door across the room slid upward. All of the monsters turned and made their way to the exit, summoned by something unseen. Even the hand in her ass squirmed lower. It opened her wide, making her yelp before it skittered away.

The door closed and she had a few minutes of peace. Her mind eased, thankful to have survived the nightmare. She searched for some means of escape, but she knew that for now she was trapped. Another door sprang open without warning, startling her upright. She retrieved her stun baton and clumsily got to her feet. Cold and scared, Sherry took a deep breath and prepared as a licker crawled out of the shadowy doorway and up the wall. She hadn’t seen one since she was small, but she knew how agile it could be.

It circled around and lunged in an instant, catching her off guard as she frantically swiped with the stun baton. She made contact and deflected it. With a wide swipe, it caught her side, digging painfully into her soft skin. She healed within seconds while the monster continued stalking her. She drew back to strike when its long tongue lashed out and hit her wrist. She dropped the baton and it was upon her in a flash. 

The grotesque monster had an exposed brain and pointed teeth, letting out deep, raspy breaths as it pinned her down. Its razor-sharp claws dug into the concrete floor, trapping her securely with her arms and legs splayed out. It extended its dripping tongue slowly, waving it in the air as it snaked over her face. She felt the thick saliva dripping onto her cheek, terrified of what was to come.

The tongue whipped around and pushed between her lips, sliding easily down her throat. She gagged loudly as the tongue passed. She felt it push into her stomach, feeling around before continuing farther. It was unpleasant to feel the long tendril weaving through her intestines, making her shift and squirm as the monster waited atop her. The full, unwelcome sensation kept going lower until she felt it sliding around in her ass. Then, she raised her hips as it slid out of her asshole. The tongue curved up and slid along her pussy.

The soft, wet tip went inside and rubbed along her g-spot. It went from a deeply unsettling experience to complete euphoria. She had never felt anything like this. She moaned as the tongue slid around in her moist pussy. Loud, wet noises came from below as the tongue rolled around. She was able to breathe, but it was difficult. Her heart raced as the creature pinned her down, nearly motionless as it focused on exploring her with its tongue.

Sherry gasped with delight. Her sensitive nipples rubbed along the soft underbelly of the monster. She pressed her hips higher, allowing her aroused clit to touch the hard, bony pelvis of the beast. Her whole body was wound tight and it felt like she might explode, but then a sudden release came. She shook violently, letting out quick gasps as the intense orgasm rolled over her. Her eyes fluttered and her mouth went dry. The tongue continued moving and soon the feeling was too overwhelming. She struggled, but the monster didn’t care.

It was torture now. The unrelenting tongue overstimulated her below and an unpleasant blockage in her throat caused mild panic. She felt so drained, but she had renewed hope when she felt something upon her fingers. She grasped at it, realizing it was the stun baton. She let out another gagging noise as she carefully took hold of the weapon. She powered it up and raised it. The licker turned too late, taking a jolt in the arm.

The tongue snapped free from her pussy, making her convulse and moan pitifully. It pulled back into her pinching asshole and retracted through her bowels. Her belly bulged as the feeler slid through her insides and into her stomach. It came up her throat, making her retch loudly. The monster sprang back, waving its tongue as it growled. She felt open inside, and it felt even worse than having the thick tongue passing through. Coughing, she held out the stun baton, ready for its next attack.

The tongue whipped around, catching her from the wrong angle and knocking the weapon aside. She was disarmed again and at the monster’s mercy. She closed her eyes as the licker let out a raspy breath and weaved its tongue through the air. She felt the tip of the tongue open her lower lips and push up her vagina. She opened her legs slightly, thankful that it was going slowly.

She let it continue, clenching her fists as it violated her. The tendril went deeper until it found a blockage. She opened her eyes, wishing she could do something. The tension built and then released, sending a wave of pain through her body. It felt nearly as bad as exploding, but she only whimpered. Her womb opened up as the tongue moved in and started coiling inside. The pain was too much, causing her to slump lower, going to her knees as the tongue moved inside.

The monster was a comfortable distance away, only connected by its tongue. She went onto her hands and knees, groaning as it pushed more of its feeler into her. Her belly sagged, showing defined ridges as the tongue coiled in her reproductive organ. It was painful and heavy, taking all of her focus not to breakdown.

It was nearly too much when the tip moved elsewhere – going someplace painfully tight and moving something. Tears fell to the floor as the wriggling tentacle moved to the other side and pulled something else. Then, the tongue started pulled from her clenching entrance. Her pussy gripped the slippery feeler as it moved. She felt it uncoiling and after a moment it came free, waving in the air before retracting into its mouth. The tongue wrapped around two white organs, depositing them into its gaping maw. Her insides ached with indescribable pain and she understood what had just happened. It’s eating my ovaries! She knew they would regrow, but the thought was devastating.

The monster chewed them as another door opened. The beast moved to the sound, tilting its head like a curious dog as it crept closer. A sound grew, coming closer as the monster hissed. Thuds echoed down the dark corridor, getting louder, now accompanied by a scraping noise. A pained scream came just before the wall burst apart. The giant, one-armed monster used its metal claw to snatch the jumping licker and break its body.

The Ustanak snorted, watching with his lone eye. It stood still as a smaller, bug-like creature crawled from a fleshy pouch on its back. The oko flew in front of the monster, turning red as it landed between her legs and used its feelers to open her up. Sherry was still reeling from the licker’s attack, unable to move as the bug wormed its way into her pussy.

Meanwhile, the Ustanak came to life, grabbing her leg with his true hand. His pale, scarred body flexing as he raised the claw and brought it down around her. She drew her arms in and closed her eyes, peeking to see that the claw didn’t actually hurt her – only trapping her in place. The oko continued squirming, trying to push its swollen body through her lower hole.

A tearing sound caught her attention. Sherry ignored the small creature as she noticed a thick bulge in the Ustanak’s pants. The already tight pants ripped, allowing an incredibly large cock to spring free. The pale shaft was bigger than her forearm, pulsing with excitement. The monster pointed his cock between her legs and drove in. The pole pushed the twisting oko through the entrance. This area was still wet from the licker’s saliva, allowing the cock to slide in, forcing the small creature deeper.

The squirming creature slowed as pressure built. She opened her mouth, grimacing as the giant put his weight into the thrust. The oko inside her popped, allowing his cock to plunge farther in an instant. She squealed, feeling broken pieces of the small animal in her pussy. Her belly bulged as his cock moved into her midsection. Her pliable skin pressing painfully against the metal claw above. The Ustanak removed the metal appendage and placed it next to her, keeping him supported and allowing him to move more freely.

Sherry grunted loudly with each stroke, taking his giant cock all the way into her loins. She was sure the tip was pressing against her cervix, but thankfully he was too large to actually enter. However, this caused excruciating pain as he tried. Her pussy stretched to its limit. The long bulge still showing through her once smooth belly. He shifted forward, making her raise her legs as he continued to assault her resilient body.

Her sizable boobs quaked as she watched his hate-filled eye. Her agitated yelps quieted, changing to a soft grunt and then silence. Thoughts eluded her. Sloppy, wet noises came as his shaft pumped her gaping hole. Sherry’s eyes rolled back and her tongue bounced within her open mouth. She went limp, mentally broken as the massive shaft destroyed her body.

The cute blonde girl’s body moved silently while the large man fucked her silly. He towered above her, shifting very little to pound her drenched pussy. She stared into the distance, uncaring of her predicament. The only way she could cope was to disconnect. She wondered if this would be her life now. This lasted for a long while before she snapped back.

With renewed vigor, Sherry hit and kicked him. Her pretty blue eyes showing rage as she fought once again. He grumbled, wrapping his powerful fingers around her slim waist. Raising her up, he yanked his rod free from her hole. She huffed, pausing to touch her open pussy. She could fit all of her fingers inside easily. He rolled over, bringing her along. Hoisting her small body into the air, he lined her up and brought her back down onto the tip of his cock.

It twitched, rubbing along her slit. Sherry cooed, enjoying the sensation more than she wanted. He kept her in place, forcing her to sit back and go lower on the shaft. Sherry breathed through her teeth, slipping down the pulsing member. It was pure agony at first, but around halfway it only felt uncomfortable. Her body could adapt, but she wasn’t sure what would happen if she took it all. She whimpered, feeling the tip jabbing against her cervix yet again.

The monster let go, but she could go nowhere but down. She used her hands and feet to support herself, keeping still as she tried to think of a way out of this. He grew impatient and nudged her foot from his thigh. She tipped to the side, completely losing her balance and putting all of her weight upon the shaft. She felt the pain grow in her belly and then… a pop. Numbness set in and she knew the thick head of his dick was wedged in her cervix.

Sherry planted her feet and tried to pull off, but her stretched inner entrance gripped him tightly. She tugged and twisted, trying desperately to get off. She heard his breathing quicken, knowing what was about to come. She pulled with all of her might but failed anyway. She screamed as the shaft expanded inside her, blasting a thick load directly into her womb. She howled again as another pulse came, wishing for some way to stop this torture. It kept going, forcing her belly outward as his seed collected.

Her stomach sagged, hanging like a partially filled balloon as more poured inside. The monstrous man kept shooting without letting any escape. Her tummy rounded as it filled, pulling her forward with its weight. The reproductive organ clamped around his cock, holding it in place. The weight pulled her down, causing her to slip between his legs, mostly propped up by her expansive midsection. Cum continued flowing into her thickening body and she noticed her chest getting larger.

Her already impressive breasts rounded and inflated. They drooped low and pulled, swaying like pendulums as she shifted. She brought her arms down for support, but even they were expanding. They thickened, becoming tight and springy while retaining most of their mobility. Her excited nipples grazed the floor, tickling as her mammaries swung side to side. The trapped cock was still blasting wave after wave of hot spunk inside her and her body fought to adapt.

The Ustanak sat with legs open, quietly watching as she took the copious amount of seed. Her fat legs slid down and this triggered him to move. His constricted member tugged her along, making her groan weakly. He repositioned, squatting behind the inflating girl. He grunted before going still. At this angle she could hear the soft thrum of cum ejecting from his shaft and pooling inside her body.

Her breasts pressed against the floor, growing wider as the fluid pooled beneath her skin. Expanding before her eyes, they became unnaturally large. She could tell they were heavy and for a split second, she wondered what cup size they would be now. I don’t even know if I could find a bra to fit them. That thought led to a more serious question. I wonder if my body can handle this – maybe this is it. The humongous tits curved around her gargantuan belly. I look ridiculous.

With the space to grow, Sherry’s body rounded in all aspects. The once shapely young woman had grown soft and squishy, partially supported by her plump belly. It pressed outward against her bulky arms and legs, making her struggle to keep them in place. The expansion of her pliant ass caused even more pressure upon the unwelcome dick buried in her vagina. Even slight movements caused her taut body to ripple. Any movement was impossible. Her feet slipped, causing them to rise into the air, now hanging outward due to all the fluid in her gut.

Finally, the cock stopped pulsing. The monster raised up, pulling her along as he took a step back. Her overfilled body slid along the floor, causing Sherry immense pain as her tight skin scraped along the cement floor. The Ustanak yelled, planting a hand upon her big, squishy ass. He pushed, trying to detach her. It was still damp from the licker’s slime, which made the process troublesome. Without notice, he shoved his thick thumb between her huge, pliable ass cheeks and right into her asshole. 

Screaming, Sherry clamped down on his cock and his finger. He didn’t care as he pushed and pulled, irritated that he was still stuck in the tiny woman. He angrily pulled and shifted, which caused his cock to stay erect. She nearly passed out from the pain, but then she felt him slow. She reached out, using her fat arms for stability as he leaned in. He worked his thumb deeper and she responded by clenching yet again.

His meaty pole jerked, blasting even more into her engorged body. Sherry sobbed, unable to bear the strain as her body held onto his erupting cock. She felt the thick slime crawling up her throat and then blasting out. She tried to close her mouth, letting it collect in her cheeks for a second. Then another pulse came and made her spit it out, violently ejecting the seed onto the floor. She sniffled as she felt the pressure build.

The monster let out muffled grunts. It was clear that he was drained from the encounter. He closed his eye as he leaned into his victim, using his claw for support. He let out one final blast as he thrust forward, burying his dick entirely into her wide, sexy ass. Sherry’s eyes widened as he did. Her belly popped, dropping them both onto the ground. Thick white goo went out in a halo around them. His heavy, mutated body pinning what remained of her. Her smooth, delicate face showing utter shock as he raised up.

His cock was still trapped in between her legs. Her plump lower half was still intact as he stood and pulled his shaft free. He tossed the disconnected section of her body aside before pacing into the darkness. Sherry’s upper body was still intact. Resting atop her hefty breasts, her pretty face sitting in stark contrast to the carnage behind her. Her last thought was hopeful as she stared at the floor. I can recover from this!

An Invasion of Samus

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The decontamination process finished and she removed her helmet. Her power suit dematerialized and she removed her Zero Suit similarly, allowing her to comfortably relax after the encounter. She scoffed as she stepped onto the floor, still remembering the slimy creature she killed on the derelict ship. She went to her bedroom, lying on the small, stiff mattress. Sleep came easily.

Samus awoke to a biological alarm. Grabbing her sidearm, she sprang up and cleared the hallway. She moved into the entrance bay to find a writhing, slimy humanoid creature slinking around the room. She took aim and shot, blasting the gelatinous thing into pieces. It exploded, sending the goop in a halo around the room. Some got on her clothing and she hastily smashed the button to close the door.

She carefully removed her skin-tight garments, making sure none of the slime touched her skin. She checked her body, making sure to look in every crevice. Once clear, she moved to the next room and closed that section too. With everything contained, she made her way to the cockpit and scanned the substance. The invasive species was known for replicating with water and used various means of reproducing. Knowing how easily it could spread, she vented the compartments, ejecting the substance into the vacuum of space.

Relieved that she had taken such precautions, she decided to take a quick shower to relax. Samus looked into the small mirror, inspecting herself. She took out her ponytail, letting her long blonde hair spill upon her shoulders. Her delicate features sat in contrast to her muscular body. “If I didn’t have such big tits then I might find some respect out of my suit,” she said aloud.

She stepped into the shower and enjoyed the warm water trickling down her sore body. “It feels good not being constricted by everything.” She took her time, cleaning herself thoroughly and unwinding from her recent collection of bounties. She reached down to clean her privates when she noticed a bulge forming in her belly. She stared in shock for a moment, knowing this situation couldn’t be a coincidence. She turned off the water and darted to the medical kit. A quick scan confirmed her suspicions.

Being soaked allowed whatever was growing inside to expand quickly. She waited for the computer to create something to help, watching her stomach swelling outward and droop lower. She could feel the weight, having to lean upon the wall as her midsection grew. Next, her chest enlarged, making her already sizable breasts grow bigger, her nipples slightly darkening as they grew to match.

She felt tired and she realized her skin wasn’t wet at all now. Even her long, damp hair was starting to dry at an unusual rate. Samus breathed quickly as she felt weight collecting in her rump. Her ass grew outward, jiggling as she moved to find a better balance. Even her arms and legs widened, growing pudgy and ungainly. She felt incredibly thirsty, and in spite of her better judgment, she had an overwhelming urge to step back into the shower.

Turning on the water, she stepped in and felt sudden satisfaction as the warm water enveloped her skin. Steam rose as she leaned forward. Samus felt kind of woozy, no longer caring about what was happening to her body. She watched as a line of water ran from her thick nipples. Her tall, engorged body pulled the water in as the creature grew. Samus was amazed to see her belly sagging past her knees, with bulges showing as whatever she was carrying shifted around.

Feeling tipsy, Samus rolled out of the shower, taking the curtain down as she fell onto her back. Her body rolled, causing great pain until it finally slowed to a rest. She felt something shift in her lower abdomen and then there was a sudden urge to push. She felt her vagina stretching from within as the object slid lower and lower. Something small spread her pussy lips and grabbed her inner thighs. The creature pulled itself from her loins.

She was in awe as the wet humanoid edged out. She tilted her head back, groaning as she birthed the monster. It lasted for a few minutes, intense pain rolling through her swollen body. Samus looked up to see a slimy replica of herself searching around the room. It appeared as she had before: tall, muscular, and curvy. It either didn’t notice her or didn’t care. Instead, the slime girl stepped into the shower, trembling as water ran over its body.

She watched it expand as she had, growing full in the middle before the rest of its attributes expanded to match. It filled a lot faster, quickly growing too heavy to stand. The slime Samus was held up by her big ass and craned neck. It made a strange noise, sliding lower as the weight became too much. Resting on its knees, the deep-green body continued swelling, pushing beyond the confines of the cramped shower. It was hard to distinguish its anatomy.

Squishy noises came as the slime trembled violently. Samus grabbed a towel, covering herself as best she could. The green girl burst apart, showering the room in slime. Throwing the towel aside, Samus turned off the water, snapping the handle so she wouldn’t be tempted again. She growled with frustration as she noticed the slime reforming behind her. Now there were two copies made of slime. They reached for her as they charged forward.

She tried to push one, but her hands went through it. She came to rest bending over, her waist suddenly trapped in the slimy mass. She struggled, but the thick slime held her in place. She was at the mercy of the attacking creatures. Punching and kicking furiously, Samus could do nothing to the soft goo that held her in place. Her breasts rested upon the slime girl’s ass, noticing that they, as well as the rest of her body, was almost back to normal. She decided to fight dirty and jab a finger in between her aggressor’s thick cheeks. It didn’t help, but after a moment she felt something poking up her ass.

Samus grunted, pushing against the adapting slime as the other creature opened her ass wide. The slime copy pushed her fist in and then her arm. Samus screamed as she felt the firm slime pushing into her body. Her focus changed as the slimy body that trapped her suddenly softened, letting her slide lower and lower until she plopped onto the metal floor. Turning over, recoiling from the awkward fall. Samus drew in a sharp breath, seeing one slime girl standing above and another shoulder-deep in her ass.

With great effort, Samus edged herself back against the wall, resting upright as she tried to evade the copy plunging itself into her butt. She hit the floor angrily, unwilling to show any fear as the thick goo invaded her body. Sweat rolled from beneath her thick hair and the sound was humiliating.

The slime clone grinned maliciously before stepping closer and squatting into her face. Samus opened her mouth in shock. Slime flowed past her lips with force, opening her mouth fully. It appeared that she was pleasuring the slime woman, but instead, she was forced to gulp down a gooey tendril. Thick, pronounced bulges appeared in her throat and tears formed in her eyes. She swallowed, unwillingly taking more and more of the thick green substance.

Below she felt immense pressure as the other creature opened her ass wide. Its head folded unnaturally as it pushed into her behind. Even the replica’s large breasts squished down to slide inside Samus. She could feel the cool slime crawling through her intestines and into her stomach. The tendril moving down her throat met the other and started bulging her stomach outward.

The slime trembled and began pulling itself into her core. Both of the slime girls contracted and changed as their mass was sucked inside. Samus was angry at herself for letting the contamination happen. She tried to grab the goo, but her hand quickly moved through it. She was forced to sit there and take the large quantity of slime from both ends.

Her pussy glistened, but she knew it was just her body trying to process the unnatural stimuli. She knew this, but she still put a hand down to touch her clit. She rubbed the golden bush, finding unexpected delight as she accepted the flow. Wet noises came as the copies opened her up and moved in. She could breathe, but it was difficult. However, the lack of air actually seemed to increase her pleasure.

Her belly was getting huge and soon it pushed her hand aside. She tried a different angle, but couldn’t quite reach below. She growled in between gulps, frantically trying to find a way to rub her button. Admitting defeat, she put her hands on the floor and tried to focus. She wanted an orgasm badly, but she couldn’t quite get there.

Both girls were in up to their waist. Without understanding how, Samus took the standing girl’s legs completely. Her jaw unhinged as she slowly swallowed the girl. With a big, rounded belly, Samus looked inhumanly large and she had to take a lot more. The fleshy mass swelled outward between her parted legs, pressing against the cold metal on the floor. The chill felt nice on her squishable, rosy skin. Her ass was mashed outward from the weight and she thought it might be growing again.

It was difficult to think in this situation. She needed to get her suit, but the creeping urge for an orgasm was too much to ignore. She pushed higher up on the wall, coming to sit as she continually took the goop inside her body. Defined legs of slime kicked wildly as she took the lower girl’s hips. Once that slipped by then the rest of her body moved in at a steady pace. She was dripping wet as she accepted the entirety of the slime girl up her ass.

The girl above sank lower. Its heavy breasts moving up as her toned midsection slid in. The slimy breasts wobbled as they hit Samus’ face, making her wince as the thicker portion pushed down her throat. With her mouth agape, Samus observed the slime girl raise her arms and smile. Her green face came lower to meet her gaze before disappearing down her throat. Samus tensed as the arms went inside and soon she had taken both of the creatures.

Covered in residual slime, Samus was hot, angry, and horny. She had thicker arms and rounded breasts again, but this time most of the mass was in her midsection. Her stomach was too large to move and far too big to fit her arms around. She was astounded that her body could handle such a large amount, but she was glad to be alive. A sudden thirst made her gulp air and stick out her tongue.

The desire for water was unbearable, trumping all of her other needs. She pulled upon a loose floor panel, finding numerous pipes and cables. She found a flexible black tube and yanked hard. Sure enough, water sprayed from the opposite end. She was too far to drink it, but she tipped onto her side and used all of her strength the scoot closer. She felt the mist on her bare, expansive ass cheek, but she couldn’t come close to reaching it. She edged slightly closer, but she was winded, straining to breathe with such a strain on her body.

Her asshole opened, allowing a slick tendril of slime to come out and retrieve the hose, plugging it firmly into her backdoor. Samus’ expression barely changed. Her rational mind quickly returned and she knew she had made a terrible mistake. She felt relief from her thirst as water erupted into her ass, pushing through her guts. She drank from below and her belly grew in kind. It spread across the floor over the next few minutes, nearly touching the opposite wall in the cramped room.

Without warning the hose launched out, spraying water wildly as it flopped around. Her expansive belly shook and bulged before something moved up her throat and out of her butt. The slime launched out in a thick line, coming from both ends and collecting in two separate piles. Her abdomen shrank quickly, retracting into a more manageable size within a minute. The feeling was unpleasant, but she was able to climb onto her hands and knees. With incredible willpower, Samus was able to scan the room for the quickest escape.

She waited, eventually able to stand with an apparent late-stage pregnancy. She placed both hands over her mouth and fought to stop the flow. The viscous fluid passed through her grasp, but she was able to slow it down. She was about to give up when she felt the slime stop in her throat and recede. The flow from behind increased two-fold, as now both creatures pushed to escape from her ass. Her asshole opened painfully, making her stagger ahead and let out a sharp breath through her nose.

Samus pushed through the feeling and stepped into the hallway. She left a trail of green that led to both of the green masses. Turning the corner, she stumbled down the corridor and into the room to seek treatment. Disappointment came when she read the message. “Shit.” She sneered as the pain stole her attention again. She needed to figure out how to stop this.

The last bit of slime popped out of her ass. Using all of her focus, Samus felt the Zero Suit materialize around her. The slime on her skin seemed to be absorbed as the clothing appeared. She couldn’t create the Power Suit in her mental state, but this might help. It was skin-tight as usual, but now she was able to see that her body had become irrevocably changed. She grabbed her hefty tit and let it fall, scoffing as it came to rest. “This is going to be inconvenient.”

She moved ahead with her sidearm drawn. She knew it would be messy, but needed to be prepared. Her soft still had strength, but now it was concealed beneath a thick layer of flab. Her thighs rubbed together and her weighty breasts made it difficult to balance. The Zero Suit made it far less clumsy, though, keeping everything packed in place.

Turning the corner, four green copies of her stood with vacant expressions. She mashed the button and watched the door slide shut. She hurried to the cockpit, but two more creatures were waiting. She shot one, but the other managed to hit the door release. She caught a face-full of slime and couldn’t hit the second clone. It disarmed her and launched her into the corridor. She wiped her face and saw the group of slime girls standing above her. They placed hard bindings of the substance on her arms and legs, spreading her completely across the main hallway.

Lying on her back, Samus was at their mercy. One made a fist and hit between her spread legs. The pain was unbearable, but she couldn’t cover herself. It did it again and again, punching her right in the crotch. She was about to cry when she saw it line up and strike again. She felt something go inside, accompanied by the sound of tearing cloth. The creature had broken through her suit and started to fill her as before.

Her stomach puffed outward, pressing against the tight suit as she filled faster than before. She groaned as her midsection grew higher and started pushing outward. The other slime girls stepped over her, all coming behind the one that was pushing into her loins. As before, it was using both hands and then it pressed in with its head. She yelped and pulled upward as her lower lips opened. She imagined this must be what childbirth felt like.

Her suit was pulled to the limit. Her breasts started growing again, which caused it to rip in multiple spots. Her resilient Zero Suit didn’t dematerialize this time. The tough fabric ripped as her soft flesh pressed through any opening, tearing it wider and wider. The first girl’s hips passed and she pushed herself in with her feet. Immediately after it was in entirely the second girl entered through the backdoor.

Samus thickened all over this time, her arms and legs bulging as the slime found any way possible to fit into her cramped body. Her suit split open in the final areas, leaving her completely nude. Her sweaty, rose-colored skin flowing freely upon the floor as she continually grew. Her ass was spread wide, but it didn’t hurt much. She took it begrudgingly, hoping that an opportunity to escape would present itself. Her ass swallowed the second girl like nothing and then the next one began.

This one felt different. It felt like all the mass was collecting in her belly. Samus realized that this copy was going into the other one. It was pushing itself into the slime girl already inside her. Her lower entrance took the creature easily. This time, as her shoulders and hips passed, it felt quite enjoyable. Samus wasn’t fighting anymore. She gasped and moaned as the slime wriggled into her body.

The third girl got into place and entered her ass, expanding her slimy appendage to make way for the rest of her body. Samus took it well, once again attempting to touch herself. She stroked her clit, loving the sensation as she built to orgasm. Her stomach grew and just before she came her hand moved aside. She became suddenly angry, encountering the same problem as before. She couldn’t reach and it was beyond frustrating.

Her ass swallowed the creature, feeling her slimy hips squeeze into her behind. The next one bent down and started right behind the third. Samus was massive, her body taking the copious amount of slime in any space possible. She tried to reach again, but her arms had become so heavy and she was having trouble breathing beneath her massive chest. She craned her neck to see that she was far grander than expected.

The spherical masses on her chest rolled to the sides, hitting the floor with a painful slap. “They’re even bigger than my morph ball!” She glanced again to see her expansive stomach, pushing outward, yet still appearing tight and springy. Her arms and legs felt weighted and thick, double the size, but appearing reasonably proportioned. She tried to look again, but now her thick neck kept her head in place. Her skin was warm and painfully stretched.

A sudden warmth came to her loins. A tendril of slime began expanding in her pussy. Her ever-elusive orgasm crept up once more. She couldn’t begin to move her bulky hips, but it felt fantastic. She grit her teeth and enjoyed the buildup. She couldn’t move. The tendril grew almost uncomfortably wide, but it didn’t move. She realized that she was holding all four of the creatures now. Her whole body was packed full and it felt great. Pleasure built until she was just about to cum, but then it left her. She would do anything to get to the lingering climax, but she was powerless.

The pressure in her body grew, feeling oddly pleasant as she waited upon the cold metal floor. She was breathless and frozen with desire. Her mind couldn’t think about anything else other than cumming. She failed to move again, sending ripples throughout her overburdened body. Heavy footsteps echoed through the corridor. A red-haired woman wearing black body-armor stood over her.

“Who are you?” Samus spoke stiffly, still aching to finish.
“Shepard.” She looked over the extremely inflated woman lying before her. “Looks like you could use a hand.”
Samus clenched her eyes momentarily. “Touch me.”

The woman’s accented eyes smiled as she stripped away layers of her armor. She pulled off the plating and tossed it aside. She pulled her undershirt off and then her bra, exposing her modest chest. Her fair-skinned breasts were perky, bouncing as she took hold of Samus’ fat arms and heaved her upright. She couldn’t get her far, so she resorted to biotics. She raised her into a partially sitting position and used stasis to keep her in place.

Samus was held in place, sitting at an angle as Shepard went to one knee. The topless woman slowly moved her hand down, grinning as she pressed forcefully into the damp mound. Samus was ecstatic, but she couldn’t say a thing. Shepard put two fingers in and roughly worked them around the slippery hole. Unable to show it, Samus had the most intense orgasm of her life. She could feel the wetness below as the stranger’s soft fingers worked her g-spot.

The biotic powers faltered, letting Samus flop down roughly. It hurt, but she was still breathless from the orgasm. Shepard was able to get two more fingers in, not realizing that she had already finished. Samus couldn’t form words as she took Shepard’s entire fist. She couldn’t move either, trapped beneath the extensive weight of her body. The sensation felt overwhelming, but soon she was enjoying it again. Shepard was strong, plunging her arm in up to the elbow. She worked her arm around before drawing back and plunging it deeper.

Shepard arose, peering over her monumental stomach. She put her cropped red hair behind an ear. “What’s in there?”

The large, sweat covered woman couldn’t respond. Samus let out a weak moan as she felt the slime moving inside. Her tightly packed belly pressed out in random areas as she Shepard continued fisting her. The slime churned angrily and then she heard the other woman scream. Shepard pressed hard against her slippery inner thigh, trying desperately to fight whatever was holding her arm. The creature inside was far too powerful, pulling Shepard’s shoulder in slowly.

The woman went quiet as her head moved inside, edging past her stretched lower lips and into her pussy. Shepard was fighting, but it was inevitable. The slime drew her in inch by inch, forcing Samus to open unreasonably wide to accept the woman’s sizable body. Shepard’s breasts squished against her inner walls, making her moan with unexpected pleasure. The speed increased and Samus’ body was somehow able to take it. The other woman was still, no longer fighting as her firm ass pressed through the pliant hole.

Then her long, limp legs slid in. Samus took her whole body and was somehow still intact. A frenzy built in her midsection as she watched her skin bulge and move. Without warning, she started to grow again. Her arms and legs spread upon the floor, as did her shoulders and sides. She looked like a mountain of flesh as her skin pushed against the sides of the hall, moving up the walls as she grew. It didn’t hurt.

Samus felt abrupt pleasure as her swollen pussy pressed tightly between her thickening thighs. The pressure hit the perfect spot, making her cum forcefully as the slime roiled in her body. And, in that moment of delight, she popped apart. Her chest and belly burst at once, letting out a torrent of slime to coat every exposed area of the ship. Her arms and legs deflated as the goo poured out. The lower section of her body was broken and empty, showing that the slime had already emptied her out before the end.

The woman’s bright eyes no longer showed emotion. The slime copies reformed at the end of the hall – Shepard and Samus searched for new sources of water. They were unaware that the flashing red light foretold their end. Samus used the last of her energy to mentally trigger the self-destruct. She only hoped it would destroy them.

Plaything

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He awoke to a pleasant sensation, feeling a soft, warm mouth enveloping his cock. John glanced down, seeing his servant moving her head up and down dutifully. Brittany was heavy with offspring, big and soft and ready to have them at any moment. He ran a hand through her short-cut blonde hair, grabbing it as he guided her along. He pressed her down, watching her lips go to the base of his shaft. He held her there as she tried to pull back.

She arose without emotion, only breathing deeply to recover before going back down on him. She had been his first conquest. He was inexperienced at the time and stripped her personality, thinking it would be more enjoyable without constant complaints. It was a mistake, but sometimes he enjoyed how she quietly serviced him. She was nothing more than a sex slave now, but she was perfect for his current experiment. He smirked at the thought, knowing what she carried in her belly.

She slid her tongue along his shaft before deep-throating him once again. He told her to go down all the way, watching her go down and hold it, sputtering as before. He couldn’t resist putting his hand on her head again, enjoying the physical force. He let her up again for a moment before driving her head back down. She resisted somewhat, looking up with empty eyes as he pumped her face. She gagged, opening her mouth and allowing his cock to slide past her tonsils.

It only took a few minutes of the rough face fucking before he came. She closed her lips around his shaft, pressing down as instructed in the past. She took him all the way as he unloaded his seed into her throat. Her face turned red and tears formed in her eyes, but she didn’t resist. She was commanded to take all of his cum and there was no other option. She waited until the throbbing stopped, lifting up and swallowing the remaining fluid in her mouth.

Her swollen, engorged body jiggled with every slight movement. She was huge and sexy and he wanted to fuck her. “Come here.” She started to move, but stopped suddenly. Water released from between her legs, dampening the sheets. She looked up with a barren expression, awaiting his response. “You will not give birth yet!” He growled, taking her by the arm, bringing her to the others. “They are not ready!”

His other two concubines watched curiously as he led her in. Wendy intervened, asking how she could help. John explained the situation and directed her to retrieve the plug. She found the giant butt-plug she had worn a few weeks ago, bringing it before the engorged pregnant woman.

“She is not allowed to give birth yet.” He spoke with gestures, making sure the command would be followed. 

Wendy understood, hastily pushing the girl’s legs apart and lining up the oversized sex toy. Brittany stood complacently as she pushed the giant plug into her slippery pussy. It was too big for her, though, and it took extreme effort without fully going in. John directed Fonda to assist. The third girl was hesitant, but gave in and used her strength to force it in. Brittany lurched backward nearly letting the toy pop back out as she slumped to the floor. Wendy had a long enough reach to keep it in place, quickly connecting the straps around her thighs.

Brittany laid upon the floor, staring blankly as the other girls attached the plug firmly in place. She didn’t fight, but it must’ve hurt. She involuntarily pushed, making the plug slide slightly before coming back. It was fixed in place, keeping her offspring tucked in her swollen belly.

“I keep having the urge to push.” Her gaze was distant and disconnected. She tried again, letting out a slight groan as it remained in place.

Still aroused, John got down and poked his cock up her ass. Her head tilted back as he leaned against her belly, feeling it moving against him. He raised her legs, draping them over his shoulders as he pumped her hard. He felt an orgasm creeping closer. He looked into her vacant expression, searching for some repressed emotion as he railed her. Wendy watched them go at it, smiling as she sat on her knees.

Fonda decided to join, timidly trying to help the woman deal with her hidden pain. She leaned in and sucked her full tit, trying to help her broken mind. John laughed, squeezing Brittany’s breast to spray milk down Fonda’s throat. He raised higher, driving down against her pregnant belly. He felt the plug trying to push out, but the straps were tight. He pressed in and delivered his seed down her pussy. Fonda sat back, watching him cum, glaring at him. He stared into Brittany’s eyes as he shot the final spurts into her tight lower hole.

He let her drop to the floor, wondering if she still felt anything after he ruined her mind. He was content, but he still wanted whatever was growing in her belly to remain there. He left them to take a shower and Wendy left to prepare his breakfast. The other two were meant to clean up.

Fonda brushed her blonde hair back, looking down on the plump pregnant woman. With despair, she watched the girl’s devoid eyes look to her and then away. She was certain there was thought in there, but she just couldn’t express it. She was told not to let her give birth, so she could only comfort the man’s first pet. She reached down and touched Brittany’s clit, seeing her eyes dart to her and back.

With the hope of helping her, Fonda stroked the girl’s button, sucking her breast as she attempted to pleasure her. She could feel the wetness, but wasn’t sure if that was excitement or something else. She rubbed her for a long time, but the girl didn’t seem to react.

“It feels good, but I can’t orgasm,” Brittany spoke flatly. “It hurts too much.”
“Oh… I’m so sorry.” Fonda pulled her hand away.
“Don’t be. You tried to help.”

They both got up to return to their duties. Brittany was slow to rise, taking wide, heavy steps as she collected the sheets in the other room and prepared to change the bed. Fonda told her she could take care of it, but the broken girl didn’t stop. She was his first experiment and now she was his perfect mental slave. He didn’t like her lack of reaction though and sometimes tried to hurt her just to see if he could snap her back to reality. Fonda sighed at the thought, heading away to gather cleaning supplies.

That evening he directed them to craft a massive feast. They cooked for hours, preparing forty different dishes just for the four of them. They had used almost all of their supplies, but John always had the means to restock as needed. He came in as they worked, taking Wendy from behind as he would do at random times throughout the day. She didn’t notice or care, going about her business as best she could.

Fonda’s eyes crept over to the couple. The tall, unshaven man was pumping her dutifully, looking somewhat bored by the interaction. The shorter, slender woman was on her tip-toes, taking the strokes as she cut carrots and plopped them into a pot. Her mind was still intact, but she would always ignore what their master did to her. She didn’t seem to even acknowledge it.

Wendy noticed Fonda watching her, sending a smile her way as the man fucked her hard. She bent forward, starting on her next task without moving. Fonda noticed her stomach was larger than normal, drooping down as she stretched to reach a filled pot. She mashed potatoes, her body jerking from a sudden pain as she happily continued preparing. John also noticed the spectator.

“I opened a portal in her belly and womb. She’s filling with water.” He smirked. “She doesn’t even care.”

He pumped her, enjoying Fonda’s look of horror as she watched the girl’s belly dip lower. She had to continue cooking as she observed, hoping this madman wouldn’t do something like that to her. He drove in and growled as he came, pausing until his balls were empty. He pulled out and walked away to pursue other activities.

Wendy’s inflation continued over the next hour. Her small body spreading outward, growing tight and full as the water invaded her body. She was known for being strong, and that was the only reason she was able to keep standing. Her shoulders and hips widening to take the burden, making her body grow thick and bulky. Every movement sent a wave rolling along her skin. The added weight caused her to struggle to accomplish mundane tasks.

Fonda had to work twice as hard to get the table ready and get the food onto platters. The other two girls were slow and clumsy. Brittany had no visible emotion, but she kept speaking of how her stomach was getting in her way. Wendy was still upbeat, laughing whenever she failed to lift her arm or stumbled into furniture. Dinner was ready, though, and only Fonda understood the gravity of the situation.

Brittany led the procession, holding her platter steady as she waddled forward. Her plug pushed the straps outward as she took ungainly steps. Her belly was fairly red, swaying side to side as she walked. It was depressing to see such a cute young girl made into this broken, overburdened sex toy. Her distant expression didn’t change, but her body was clearly tired from the time on her feet. She sat the dish down, unveiling a bowl of potato soup. She managed not to spill in spite of her condition.

Next Wendy followed. Her body was larger and more evenly distributed. She looked overweight, but instead of having rolls she had tight, bulging skin. Her full legs rubbed together as she shuffled to her destination. Her long, dark brown hair trailed behind as she picked up speed. She miss-stepped and had to catch herself with one hand, giggling as she continued. She kept the platter reasonably level, placing it behind the other and showing a sirloin steak.

Finally, it was Fonda’s turn. The others watched as she came forward. She moved effortlessly compared to the others, the limited fat on her body jiggled as she moved. She was nervous that he was about to do something to her just for entertainment. She tried to hide her fear behind a smile, offering a collection of fruit tarts.

John seemed pleased, knowing carts of food awaited them after he ate his favorite dishes. He readied a fork as a dripping noise caught their attention. They looked to see a trail of water pouring from between Wendy’s legs. Most ran along her thighs, collecting on the floor as she looked at them with confusion.

Water trickled from her breasts, sliding from the nipples and down over her bloated stomach. Her smile faltered as she leaned forward. Her cheeks bulged for a second and then water spilled from her lips. She covered her mouth with her hand, stopping it for a short time before the liquid shot out once more. She removed her hand and bent forward, vomiting clear water onto the floor.

Any movement made it worse. Her lower entrances opened wider, allowing more to escape. Wendy covered her nipples, trying to limit the flow in that aspect, but that only caused them to grow larger. She looked focused before realizing that the others were still giving her full attention. She smiled with her eyes, looking entirely too pleased by the unsettling development. Standing upright, she tried to remain composed as water flowed from her many openings.

John looked disgusted. “Not on the floor! Bring her to the garden and plug her up!” He made a sharp gesture.

Fonda thought about running, to take this pitiful woman and try their best to escape, but she knew it would be certain death. So, she helped the leaking woman outside. Her filled body bounced as she lumbered forward. It was a slow, difficult process, but they made it. Wendy only made it a few steps into the grass before she slipped on the water and plopped on the ground. She slammed down upon her overfilled belly, springing up and rolling over. She came to rest on her back, laughing from the fall. It was obvious that she didn’t understand what John was doing to her.

Following instructions, Fonda collected some large, smooth rocks and inserted them. Water sprayed out as she fit a large stone into her pussy, but she finally wedged it in place. Barely any escaped around the smoothed rock. Her ass took three stones to stop the flow, but she didn’t seem to care – taking them as she asked their master about what he thought of his dinner. It was hard to understand her, though, as water continually flowed from her lips.

Being plugged up below caused it to come harder from her mouth. Fonda planted two rocks on her companions quaking breasts, squishing them outward as they wobbled. A fountain was escaping from her spout at this point. She closed her mouth, attempting to regain composure. Water filled her cheeks in an instant, causing a geyser of clear liquid to spray out. Wendy shook her head, rolling her eyes at the nuisance. She was genuinely trying to minimize the insane situation. She was stretched with copious amounts of fluid and there was only one spot left to plug.

Fonda did her duty, pushing a longer rock down the poor woman’s throat. She felt awful, standing back as Wendy struggled to breathe. The water had no place to go, making her expand much faster than before. Her arms and legs were pinned to the grass, bulging outward as water steadily filled them. Her fat ass pooled and her round chest ascended. The massive belly crept outward and upward, with visible waves sliding through it. The liquid was anxious to escape, making her body vibrate and her skin pull tight.

Fonda covered her mouth, watching in horror as the mountain of a woman shook. Wendy’s eyes showed playful irritation from the situation. Her face was turning red as she fought to take a breath, still quite aware of her surroundings. Her heavy body sprawled outward, trembling as it filled. There was a moment of near silence where only the sound of moving water could be heard from inside. She looked over to John, giving him a loving smile. Then she burst.

It was loud and violent, knocking Fonda onto her ass and coating her entirely in water. She screamed as the man beside her avoided the splatter using an unseen barrier. He laughed as Fonda scrambled away from the remainder of Wendy. He commanded her to wash up and join him for dinner.

He left her alone for a time, but he made it clear that she should hurry. She knew she couldn’t leave the mansion, but maybe she could hide. Anything to stay away from that maniac. She washed away the slimy liquid, terrified to go back. She debated it for a time, but then she heard him enter. With her opportunity gone, she followed him back to the main hall, damp and scared.

Brittany stood silently in the corner. Her huge belly shook and bulged as the beasts inside tried to escape. Her filled breasts slid along the sphere and her fat ass squished against the wall. She leaned back, physically drained, but showing no emotion. All of her attention directed to Fonda as the plug shifted between her open legs.

He directed her to sit, but something told her to run. She only took five steps before he commanded her, mentally forcing her to sit and eat like a good girl. Eat as if she hadn’t all week. Still worried, she picked up a piece of grilled salmon and gobbled it down. Next, she devoured a stuffed pepper. She wasn’t particularly fond of the dishes, but it felt like she was starving. She ate ravenously. But, unlike the others, she knew what was happening. She knew he was forcing her to suffer for his enjoyment.

She ate and ate, feeling completely full and still devouring more. It hurt, but he used some of his magic to help her increase her stomach’s capacity. It was visibly growing as she pushed far past what a normal person would eat. She slurped down a full bowl of soup and a collection of fruits. Anything that fell onto her chest was quickly wiped up and eaten. She burped and took more. Resting his chin in his hands, he watched her intently. Her eyes showed her agony, but she continued.

Her body was taking it well. She appeared pregnant now, growing even more thanks to the magic keeping her intact. Her chubby frame remained the same, but her ass seemed to expand slightly. She filled out, appearing to be a robust mother-to-be. She ate a few breadsticks, aching from the ordeal. She grunted, trying to eat sloppily and keep some of it out of her body, but she was compelled to clean herself and ingest everything she could.

“I can’t do this!” She took a big bite of venison. “I’m going to burst!”
John blinked slowly as she continued in spite of her complaints. Fonda ate ravenously, swallowing big lumps of meat even though she desperately wanted to stop. She felt full and sluggish. Glancing down, she could see her belly rested on her thighs. Sweat covered her naked body and she only paused to drink a tall glass of juice. It felt good going down, but she was out of space. She felt queasy, but nothing came up – probably due to the magic he used.

He held up a finger, commanding her to stop. She felt sudden relief wash over her, thanking him repeatedly. John stood and came around, using all of his strength to turn her to the side. He slapped her inner thighs, making her spread her legs as he went to his knees. He was hard and honestly, it seemed like a better alternative to eating anything else. He guided his cock under her belly, poking into her wet pussy with little effort.

Leaning back, John slid deeper. She moaned, squeezing his cock involuntarily. Her stomach rumbled and it felt incredibly awkward and uncomfortable to do it like this. She draped her fat arms upon his shoulders, groaning as he pumped her juicy hole. Blonde hair stuck to her shoulders and it was difficult to hide her pain. She was the only girl who could think for herself and enjoyed making her truly suffer. She immediately realized that he was being too nice to her.

John watched her tits rolling over her engorged belly. He seemed mesmerized until he looked up and leaned closer. He hugged her tightly, making Fonda groan with torment as he compressed her stuffed midsection. He pounded harder and squeezed, forcing air to escape from both ends. A small burp escaped and then she felt gas sliding lower. She tried with all her willpower to keep it in, but he was too strong and they were moving too fast. A loud, drawn-out fart slipped from her ass, making her face turn bright red with embarrassment.

She was mortified, knowing that it would surely lead to another punishment. She only prayed it wasn’t food related. The thought passed as he drove in and unloaded into her. She couldn’t enjoy it in her current state, but his shaking cock did give her some small satisfaction. She was happy that he was able to cum even after the indignity. John’s face was cold and unpredictable as he edged back and got up. Her breath caught in her throat as she awaited his next command.

“Eat whatever Brittany feeds you.” He gestured to the pregnant woman.

She lumbered to the table, taking a dove made of marzipan and forcing it into Fonda’s mouth. The malleable food squished around her lips as she chewed, but Fonda helped to make it fit. Brittany grabbed a bowl of custard as she finished, and using her hand as a funnel, she poured that into her victim. Fonda gulped it down, groaning as she swallowed. She begged to stop, but the command forced her to eat whatever the heavy woman offered. 

Fonda’s stomach tensed as she took more, roiling as food stretched it farther. She tried to act defiant, hoping that he would see her resolve and turn his attention to his other pet. She set her jaw, awaiting the next offering. She gobbled down juicy sausage links, enjoying the flavor for a brief moment. It was difficult to keep the hard expression as she looked into his unflinching gaze. She tried to focus on the flavor and the wet sensation between her legs, but they both were overshadowed by the discomfort and dread.

She felt like she might explode at any moment. Fonda couldn’t fight the tears, knowing that she might truly die like this. A smirk spread across her dominator’s face as she tried to beg with a full mouth. The edge of the table dug into her soft belly, but she barely noticed. She was much larger than any normal pregnant woman and the large supply of food kept her busy. She paused, sliding her boob aside to find the notable chunks that fell. Her mind was clear and that caused this to be even more excruciating.

Brittany shoved a boiled egg into her mouth, not waiting until she chewed to add another. She took three before she started to weep, swiping away the last egg. “No, I-I can’t… I…” She felt the control fade from her body. Whatever control she found was gone in an instant.

“You seem thirsty after all that food. Would you like a drink, Fonda?” She nodded compulsively. “All right, Brittany, give her some of your milk.”

The swollen woman peered down without agency, pressing her full breast against Fonda’s lips. She used both hands to squeeze it, sliding them lower to milk herself like a cow. She watched with idle eyes. Warm, sweet milk sprayed into her mouth. Fonda gulped it down, drinking like a newborn. She clenched her eyes, groaning as her stomach stretched to its limit. She was keenly aware that John was not going to help and she was forced to spend her last minutes attached to this broken woman.

Suckling hungrily, Fonda felt a sharp ache in her belly. The pain increased as she slurped down the milk, pressing up into the flowing mound of flesh, watching Brittany’s other boob sway freely. She pulled on the breast, feeling the liquid filling her mouth faster. She swallowed and then the pain vanished in an instant.

John watched the gluttonous girl take her final drink. With hands on her belly, Fonda groaned as something popped open inside her. Within seconds her body burst apart. The immense pressure caused a violent blast, covering Brittany in bloody water, milk, and undigested food. “It feels warm and unpleasant,” Brittany spoke in a monotone, wiping her face. “May I clean this up for you?”

Mostly spared by standing behind her, John flicked some blood from his shoulder. “Yes. It’s not like anyone else will.” He grabbed an untainted turkey leg and took a bite. “Looks like I’ll have to find more help.”

She set to work scrubbing the room, having immense difficulty moving with her encumbered belly. She took a long time to get down, but John didn’t care. He watched her struggle, enjoying her full, quaking belly. It was a wonder if she would burst from this burden or not; so far she was taking it better than expected. She scrubbed weakly, her rosy belly rubbing on the floor. His urges were returning, so he commanded her to take a shower and join him in the bedroom.

She let out a long breath as she pulled herself up using the table. She was shaking from the strain, but she managed to get up on her own. She shambled down the hall, groaning as she moved. Her expression never changing as her stomach rocked back and forth. John went to the opposite room, indulging in a short nap while she bathed.

Slow, lumbering footsteps awoke him. Brittany’s belly was even bigger and more active. The creatures inside wanted out badly, pushing her skin outward in random directions. She had to lean on the wall to avoid stumbling from the sudden movements inside. “I don’t think my body can handle this.” She spoke impassively. “They’re getting stronger and my insides hurt.”

Still quite damp from her shower, Brittany drew in long, labored breaths. She carefully let go of her support, moving closer to the bed. The plug pushed down, pulling the straps tight upon her skin. Her soft, wet skin bulged between the thin strips of leather until the plug slid back into place. She took another step as something jabbed to the side. Her skin thrust to the right and she followed, stumbling forward to hold the corner of the bed. A low growl came from her midsection.

“They are doing whatever they can to make me miserable. They want out.”
John crawled from bed, circling behind her. “Soon enough.”

He opened her warm, pliable ass, spitting before he worked his cock along her asshole. He poked in, enjoying the warmth and tightness. She jerked to the side, feeling another movement from within accompanied by a strange hiss. He grabbed a handful of her short, wet hair, yanking her head back as he jabbed his cock in too the limit. She held her breath, letting it out as he drew back and pumped again.

“They can feel my tension.” Her swollen belly pressed into the sheets. She was having trouble staying upright, only reaching the bed with her fingers. The creatures were twisting and turning in her womb and he still held her head back at an awkward angle. He wanted to see some emotion from the tortured girl, but it was truly gone. He knew he had destroyed her mind in some way and that disappointed him.

Still, her ass was tight and her fat ass jiggled pleasantly. He reached down to grab one of her full tits, squeezing it hard. Milk ran between his fingers as he kneaded it. He fucked her ass as hard as he could, watching the remaining water droplets roll off of her tight skin. He was getting close, but he decided to circle to the front. His dick popped out, leaving her ass gaping as he walked onto the bed and put it in her mouth.

Brittany gagged as she swallowed his shaft. By command, she looked up, watching him with a disconnected gaze. She retched and gagged, but made no attempt to pull away. He drove all the way in, putting his hands around her neck to feel the bulge. Wet blonde hair stuck to her forehead as she wrapped her lips around him. He pumped her face, watching her ass bounce and her belly spread beneath her. She could barely breathe, but he wasn’t about to stop.

He pushed in, balls deep, and launched cum down her throat. Her shoulders heaved, instinctually trying to fight the feeling. He stayed in place, holding her head as she drank load after load. Tears ran down her cheeks, but she never tried to fight it. She blinked quickly as the last shot went down. He slid his cock out, laughing as she gasped. Her heavy breasts wobbling as they dangled in the air. He laid down and used his foot to push her upright.

She was still breathing quickly as she wiped her eyes. A movement made her put her arm out to balance and the other on her belly. She rubbed the engorged, red belly, trying to placate the monsters inside. With his command, she was finally able to remove the plug. She unclasped the straps allowing the plug to slide lower. She took a few steps to open her legs, resting her hands on her knees as the thickest part of the plug opened her wide.

A few more bulges came and went as the creatures moved inside. Brittany stared at the floor as she let out a squeak. The huge plug plopped to the ground, covered in slimy goo. She squatted lower, her body tensing as she pushed. A small green hand slid out, clasping onto her inner thigh. Her stony expression didn’t change as she gave another push. More of the creature showed, wriggling as she passed its shoulders.

She huffed as the monster freed its other hand, pulling itself from her loins. Her lips hugged the slippery, dark-skinned imp as it moved lower. The rat-faced mongrel yelped as it hit the floor, skittering into the corner and sniffing the air. Brittany had another creature on the way. She opened her legs even wider as a furry, long-clawed paw edged out. It took repeated tries, revealing more and more of the gray-furred monster. It looked hideous, snarling as it pawed the air in a futile attempt to reach the ground. Its hindquarters popped free and the young beast skulked under the bed.

Even without her children, Brittany’s belly was still large. She appeared to be in the mid-term of pregnancy as she took hold of the bedpost, trembling from exhaustion. “I must rest. May I lay with you?”

He waved her closer, allowing the damp blonde to rest while he went to fetch his business partner. John returned with a tall, slender creature with patches of scaly skin and beady, reptilian eyes. “She is ready for something larger, yesss?”
“I told you that from the start.” John looked to his weary mental slave. “I can get more vessels in the coming week.”
“What happened to your othersss?”
John shrugged with a slight smile. “They weren’t up to the task.”

The visiting mage laughed, understanding the implication. He took a magical orb from his satchel and slipped it into Brittany’s glistening pussy. The fist-sized sphere was pulled deeper, making her jerk as it nestled in her womb. “Now you have an ogre’s ssseed inssside of you!” He gave John a wicked smile.

Open Door Policy

Standard

He came in, shrugging off the light layer of snow that covered his jacket. He could make portals large enough to fit through, but he didn’t trust it enough to travel through one yet. Passing by a few other workers, he found his boss checking through some paperwork in her office. He was late, but she didn’t seem to notice as he clocked in around the corner.
 
He let out a subdued sigh when he heard the sound of heels tapping on the tile floor. Shit. He turned to see his boss staring daggers at him. “We need to talk, Mr. Fischer.”
 
The woman wore a perfectly white, long-sleeved blouse with an eye-catching yellow tie. The tie was only partially visible behind a formal red vest with two rows of buttons spaced evenly down the front. The matching skirt was open over her right leg, allowing her movement in the tight-fitting attire. Black nylon stockings accentuated her slender legs, giving her an air of elegance. The clothing store only had a handful of locations in the area and she owned them all.
 
She brought him to a secluded area of the stockroom before chiding him. “This is your final warning, Elliot. You need to be more reliable.”
“I know, I’m sorry.”
Her austere blue eyes narrowed. “You said that before. I think you’re a good employee, but that is irrelevant if you don’t show up. Think of how it would look on your resume. If you can’t handle this job then I could give you a later shift working at the customer service desk.”
He knew that was considered the worst job at the store. “No, it’s fine. I’ll make it on time. Promise.”
 
“Very good.” She spoke with a sharp nod. “Now, today I have a special project for you. You will be doing the yearly audit.” She walked, making sure he followed along, leading him downstairs. “You are in charge of going through those papers and matching them to the items in our inventory. At the end, you’ll go back through and make note of any items that weren’t inventoried. It will take a few days, but consider this your penance.” She explained a few more details before leaving him to begin work on the stack.
 
It only took about 20 minutes before boredom set in. The secluded basement office was claustrophobic and cluttered, complete with an ancient computer that barely functioned. His progress halted until he heard his boss’s heels clicking down the steps. She checked in, asking if he had any questions. It was a thinly-veiled attempt to make sure he was still being productive, but he knew how to fake it. She left, vowing to return to check on his progress.
 
He resumed typing SKU numbers, but soon his mind wandered again. He took out the portal creator and drew a large opening on the wall. No one would be bothering him other than his boss, and soon she wouldn’t be checking either. He made a couple of portals to the utility sink in the other section of the basement. He discovered that the portals could move along with the subject if you thought about it while creating them. He waited for Angela to exit her office and start down the stairs. Using the other portals, Elliot turned on the water. He smiled, knowing where it was going.
 
His boss stopped abruptly, looking subtly concerned as she backtracked and headed to the bathroom. He stopped the flow as she did her business. He wasn’t into watching girls pee, but it was very odd to see the professional woman letting out a couple of farts as water trickled into the toilet. He returned to work until she finished, noticing that she was headed to the stairs again. He repeated the process, directing the water into her ass.
 
Angela leaned on the railing, pushing forward in spite of the strange sensation. In response, Elliot cranked the nozzle, allowing a much higher flow to push into the woman. Angela pursed her lips as she closed her legs. She gripped the rail tightly, coming to a stop at the foot of the stairs. She was close. He was prepared to remove the portals, but she finally gave up and trotted back upstairs.
 
She visited the bathroom once again. After stopping the flow he did a little more work. It’s not so bad with a little bit of a distraction. Elliot grinned. Angela went back to her office, staring at her desk with worried eyes. She took a phone call and after a few minutes, she seemed noticeably more relaxed. Half an hour slipped by before she got the courage to head for the door again.
 
Responding as soon as she stepped out of her office, Elliot opened the valve entirely. Water blasted into her ass, making Angela whimper and lean heavily upon the wall. Her blouse came partially untucked as she sank lower, completely overcome by agony. She clumsily moved back inside and pushed the door closed. He let it run for a while longer as she slid onto the floor.
 
No one had noticed, but she was nervous that someone would find her. She moved in front of the door, unbuttoning her vest and pulling her shirt up. She gasped, noticing how tight and full her belly looked. Pressing it with her finger, she groaned as the water shifted inside. He was enjoying the scene. Thinking back to all the times she berated him over simple mistakes. He decided to give her a little more.
 
Angela squirmed as he directed more liquid into her ass. He loved watching his bitch of a boss suffering as she sat on the floor. She spread her long legs, unfastening her skirt in a vain attempt to relieve some pressure. The tight bun of black hair was coming loose and her expression showed that she was bewildered by the situation. Her large chest seemed normal next to the growing belly that peeked from beneath her clothing. She dug her fingers into the cheap carpet, scrunching her cute nose as she gasped quickly.
 
Elliot couldn’t resist touching himself. Seeing the businesswoman suffer was arousing him more than expected. She put her head against the door, groaning softly as the unknown sensation coursed through her body. He knew better than to repeat the mistake he made with Cybil, so he slid his cock out and stroked it the old fashioned way.
 
He suddenly realized how big she had gotten while he was distracted. Her stomach looked 9-months pregnant and the other areas of her slender figure had grown too. Her sleeves were pulled tight around her arms and patches of her rosy skin peeked from large tears that ran along in her stockings. Her chest was nearly bursting through the vest and her butt was now clearly defined beneath her stretching dress. Her midsection was pushing her clothes open, starting to slide outward as her tight skin felt the pull of gravity.
 
Angela was teary-eyed and quietly pleading for help. Elliot decided she’d had enough and turned off the water. Her concerned eyes searched the room before she flopped onto her side. Buttons shot along the floor as her vest opened. Her skirt met a similar end. She quivered as she crawled to her feet with the help of nearby furniture. She was struggling to keep the water in, so he decided to help.
 
Elliot closed the other portals and made a new one on the underside of the desk. He knew it was wrong, but he really didn’t care that much about her. He poked the tip of his cock into her slippery ass, moving very slowly so she didn’t leak. He leaned back in the chair, putting it in about halfway. The dampness and warmth felt amazing.
 
His boss gasped and stumbled. She was in shambles, her tight clothes tore as she moved and her exposed belly pulled her forward. The tall, regal woman was at her wit’s end, shaking her head as she looked down upon her expanding body. She glanced around the room, searching for some way out of this terrible situation.
 
It was difficult not to move his hips, partially submerged in her tightly clenched asshole, but he didn’t want her to spring a leak. He edged in a little more, watching her face scrunch in discomfort. She reached below her stomach and put both hands against her crotch. She pressed hard through her dress, trying to alleviate foreign feelings in her body. Angela stopped her search, transfixed on a small waste bin by her desk. She shuffled to it and slid her dress and undergarments down. With her firm ass exposed, she partially squatted and pushed.
 
Instead of releasing the large amount of collected water she only caused his cock to go in farther. Elliot was paralyzed by pleasure, moaning as his cock slid in without effort. He pushed up involuntarily, driven by his primal urge to go deeper. She put a hand on her distended belly, hearing it churn as he drove into the hilt. She dropped the basket as she leaned upon her knees, unable to stop the unseen penetration. She let out a sad squeak and clenched her fist.
 
It felt too good to turn back. The climax was approaching. Elliot barely moved, wiggling for only a few seconds before he blew his load. Cum pumped up her ass as she tried to endure the unwelcome sensation. She whimpered, totally lost as to why she felt so full and bloated. Angela pleaded again, hoping for the unseen force to grant her mercy.
 
He decided to end her suffering. He made another portal on a notebook linked to an empty bathroom stall. With a quick maneuver, he pulled his cock out and pressed the book against her ass. He giggled as she gasped, trying desperately not to soil her carpet. She held it for a short time, showing more resolve than he expected. Her pointed face showed many emotions, but utter humiliation came when she knew she couldn’t reach the bathroom in time. She sank low and let it go.
 
Her mouth formed an O, her eyelids fluttered, and she felt sweet release. She was expecting to make a mess, but the portal directed it into the toilet. Loud awkward farts accompanied blasts of water. Her searching expression meant that she was oblivious to the release – to her it was just a massive cramp that was passing. At least that’s what Elliot hoped. I can’t believe I just did that.
 
She grunted and pushed. Torrents of water splashed from her formed ass. He spent more time watching her face, enjoying her agony as she forced out more and more of the water. She was exhausted as time passed. Her bra showing through her open blouse as she let out the last of the fluid. I just fucked my boss! She really is a tight ass! He laughed at his joke. How did I get by on porn for so long?
 
He left his boss with torn clothing for the rest of the day. She didn’t leave her office to bother him again and he was able to accomplish a sizeable chunk of the audit. The store closed and the cleaning crew finished up. They didn’t realize Elliot was still in the basement, flipping the lights off as they headed out. Angela peeked through the door to let them know she would be staying late. Now they were the only two people there.
 
He closed the portals and hurried upstairs. Angela was on her way to the door when he found her, turning to him like a scared animal. The prim and proper woman looked disheveled and tired. Some buttons were missing on her blouse, showing a notable amount of skin. Her dress was also showing a generous amount of her slender thigh. She walked barefoot, losing some of her intimidating height.
 
She stammered as she tried to explain her appearance. “I… uh… It was…”
“What happened? Are you okay?” Elliot approached, catching a glimpse of her exposed white bra.
“Yes, yes, I just had a terrible bout of food poisoning. I will be okay.” She turned away. “I just ask that you keep this between us.”
“Oh, of course!” He tried to act concerned. “Can I help?”
“No, I will be okay.”
 
She walked as he followed, her heavy footsteps showed that she didn’t want to linger. The ripped stockings opened more and more as she shuffled ahead. Her ass caught his attention too, bouncing almost freely without the restrictions of her tight skirt. She grabbed her long coat, hastily covering most of her body. Only her ripping nylons betrayed the results of the day. Elliot put his coat on too, seeing Angela watching him from his periphery.
 
“I got about six pages done. Only about twenty more to go.” He gave a submissive glance.
She adjusted her scarf and put on her fuzzy boots. “You don’t have to finish. Tomorrow, if you can show up on time, I’ll have another project for you.” His concern prompted her to continue. “It will be much better, I promise.” They stepped out into the chilly darkness. “Goodnight, Mr. Fischer.”
 
He left her as she locked the door, walking along the lightly dusted sidewalk. A wintry mix came down, feeling closer to rain than snow. He found his earbuds and bundled up, enjoying the beauty of the late autumn scene. He thought about what he had done, hoping he hadn’t caused Cybil and Angela any lasting harm. They had no idea what had happened, but they seemed to place their own explanation on the events. I guess it did get me into a better standing with my boss. I just have to be careful that I don’t do anything stupid… and it doesn’t get back to me.
 
He came home to see Emery and his mother watching television. He could smell dinner cooking, so he went upstairs to find Kendra. He knocked on her door. There was silence before quick footsteps approached. Kendra opened the door just enough to peek through. He could see her bare shoulder from the darkness.
 
“What?”
“Can I come in?”
“Not now.”
He couldn’t see anything, but he knew she was hiding something. “I have to tell you-“
“Not now!” She closed the door and locked it.
 
Heading to his room, Elliot opened a portal to satiate his curiosity. He couldn’t see much, but he heard a lot. His sister was moaning softly as skin slapped together. A subtle, wet noise also caught his attention. He found it quite hilarious, but he wanted to know who she was riding. He opened another portal, turning the bedside lamp on.
 
Kendra’s plump, sweating body was sitting atop her supposed ex-boyfriend Andrew. She froze in place as they both looked at the lamp, blinking as their eyes adjusted. She leaned forward, covering his face with her squishy breasts as she reached for the light. She turned it off and Elliot turned it right back on. She watched it for a moment, figuring out what was happening.
 
“It’s a piece of shit!” She cocked her head angrily. “Whatever, just fuck me.”
 
Andrew cupped her pierced breasts as she leaned back, his cock buried in her now hairless pussy. Her bulky body bounced as she worked her hips. Her pierced lip opening into a seductive moan. She looked around for a moment before turning to her lover and asking to change positions. She flipped over, going on her hands and knees as Andrew got into position.
 
He started to go in but she pulled away. “You gotta use some lube if you’re going in my ass.”
“Do you have some?”
She moved back, pointing her wide ass toward him. “Just use some spit.” He did as she asked, letting some drop onto her parted ass, spreading it around with his cock. He lined up and poked inside.
 
Elliot had to make another portal for a better view. He watched his sister’s face. She showed her teeth as her accented eyes clenched shut. She raised higher, breathing quickly. Her massive tits swayed as she suffered through the insertion. Through the portal above, Elliot could see his cock was nearly in entirely.
 
“Okay, move a little, but don’t take it out.” Kendra sank lower, resting on her elbows as he softly pumped her asshole. Her huge boobs showed from behind her arms, jiggling as they pressed into the covers. She showed a little discomfort, but soon she appeared to be enjoying it. He was moving normally after a moment. She reached between her legs to finger herself, moaning as he fucked her. She was breathing faster, becoming lost in pleasure when he moved at an odd angle, making her yelp. She slid lower as he followed, he was still in, but she had to take time to recover.
 
“Trying to make a new hole back there?”
“Sorry, it just felt so good.”
 
Andrew shifted lower, fully pounding her jiggling ass. Kendra appreciated the feeling now, rubbing herself as he used her big butt. Her green hair swaying as he did her from behind. It was an amazing view from this portal, seeing her open eyes staring ahead – it was like she expected him to be watching.
 
Elliot saw no harm in watching. He opened his pants, peeling his boxers away from his cock, recalling where it had been before. He grabbed a wipe and cleaned himself liberally before returning to the show. They were still at it, but he could see both of them were close.
 
Andrew grabbed her love handles, pumping her hard and fast. She moaned, pursing her lips as she worked her clit fervently from below. He was fucking her hard as the tension built in her body. She held her breath, pushing to orgasm. She was just about there when he grunted, shooting into her ass without warning. She was trying desperately to finish, but her eyes opened and suddenly the passion was fading. She sneered as he emptied into her rump.
 
“I was so goddamned close.”
“Sorry – just give me a second.”
“Ride my ass,” she spoke seductively. She went flat on her stomach, resting on her arms and smirking as she waited.
 
Andrew worked his semi-rigid cock back into her ass. He rode her unevenly, having trouble finding a rhythm. Kendra looked ahead, almost staring through the portal as she playfully mouthed the words – help me. She was indifferent now, not even trying to touch herself.
 
He debated for a time, knowing what he really wanted to do. Elliot had to stop his urge, choosing instead to help her with his fingers. He opened another portal, sliding two fingers into his sister’s wet pussy. It clamped down tight as she reached down to assist him. He used one hand to finger Kendra and another to stroke himself. She was working her clit as she took something in both holes.
 
Andrew raised up, driving in harder. “God, it got so tight!”
“Yeah, don’t want to let it go!” She giggled. “Looks like you’re going for round two.”
“You love it when I take your ass, don’t you?” He put a hand on her back, pressing her into the mattress.
“Uh-huh.” She loved it. “Fuck me harder.” Andrew and Elliot both moved faster, making her moan loudly.
 
While he working his cock, Elliot found her g-spot. She went wild as he touched the smooth area. Kendra was mashed into the blanket, gasping as Andrew pumped her ass. She was just about to cum when a knock came on her door. They all froze for a moment, hearing their mother call through the door saying dinner was ready.
 
“Be right… down…” Kendra stammered.
 
Her pussy clenched and released. She came despite the interruption. Andrew resumed pounding her ass as her eyes rolled back. He only wanted to get his, but she was still feeling the aftershocks. They didn’t seem to care that the lady of the house was in the hallway. Elliot was so close, but he remembered that he hadn’t locked his door. He quickly closed the portals and tucked his cock back into his pants.
 
His mother knocked as she peeked in. “Dinner is done.” She gave him a slight smirk, guessing what he was up to. She mentioned some chores that needed to be done after supper and she left.
 
He pulled his cock out just as the door opened again, this time Kendra barged in. She wore a loose-fitting t-shirt that barely covered her waist. To his surprise, he could see she wasn’t wearing underwear. He hid himself again, scowling at his sister.
She giggled as she locked the door and trotted closer. “Couldn’t quite finish, huh?”
“Kendra, just go away.”
“Oh, don’t want some help?” She stroked his cock through his pants. “This certainly helped me.”
“Gross! I just used my fingers.”
She hesitated. “Well, then you’re better with those than I expected!” She opened his jeans. “I can still help, though.”
Elliot pulled away. “Just go with your boyfriend.”
She rolled her eyes. “He’s my ex. Just because we fucked again doesn’t mean we’re back together.” He started to question her logic when she snatched the portal rod from his desk. “If you don’t want my help then maybe we can find someone else. Maybe Cybil needs you again!”
“Kendra… Don’t be weird. Just let me finish alone.”
“You’re no fun.” She stepped back with a stand-offish sigh. “You have this wonderful toy and you’re not even being creative!”
 
She thought for a moment before lifting her shirt and tracing around her pussy. Suddenly her shaven mound was replaced with a small tuft of light brown hair. Kendra was delighted as she stepped to the side, testing to see how the portal followed her movements. She reached down and touched it gently, looking to him as she caressed the connected pussy.
 
“Whose is that?”
“What does it matter? It’s nobody you know. Now you don’t have to feel weird if we do it.”
“Can you actually feel through that?”
“No, it’s just kind of hot.” She closed the portal after seeing he wasn’t interested, placing the pen on the desk.
She was about to continue when he cut in. “I put it in my boss’ butt today.”
“Wait, what?” She sat on the bed, leaning in with interest. “Is she hot?”
“Yeah, I guess. I kind of filled her too. Not in that way- well, yes in that way, but also with water.”
“You put water up her…”
“I gave her an enema.” He turned red with embarrassment. “I wanted to make her uncomfortable.”
“Shit, that’s awesome!” She lit up. “You’re more creative than I guessed!” She gave him an awkward fist bump. “Maybe you don’t need my help after all.”
“Uh-huh.” He sassed. “I’m sure Andrew misses you.”
She scowled. “I sent him away after I got mine.” A smile reappeared as she reached out and stroked his leg. He pulled away, so she got up and spun around, sitting on his lap. Her bare, sexy ass rubbing against his jeans. “Last chance to get a little help from your big sister!”
 
He pushed her off, stealing a glance of her privates as she gave him a look of annoyance. “Who will even know what we do. I’m not trying to have a kid with you. I just want to have some fun and do something adventurous!” She grinned mischievously. “You’ve already been in me-“
“Kendra, stop! I mean it. It’s fucking wrong and I don’t want to do it with you.”
“Okay, okay.” She held up her hands submissively. “Don’t get so pissy.” She marched to the door, her ass bouncing with each step. Her playfulness had vanished. “Can you just stop by my room and remove the Paris portal? I love it, but I doubt I can convince Mom or Emery that it was a digital video frame if they come in.”
“Can we not fight about this?”
 
She took a moment, deciding if she should be upset by the comment. “Fine. You can keep watching me if you want.” She shook her ass and spanked a cheek. “But remember that you said no to this!” She laughed, checking carefully before scurrying down the hall.
 
He resumed his sinful duty, thinking about her soft body pressing against his. Her vagina opening around his cock as he pushed in and out. How she would moan and grip him tightly. It was easy to imagine because she was so close to riding him before he pushed her away. Only a few layers of fabric kept him from fucking her. He felt somewhat ashamed, but he hadn’t truly gone down that path. He thought about her looking into his eyes, her sexy smile, watching as he pumped her full of cum.
 
Elliot was too close to stop, feeling the pressure build as he stroked it. Cum launched onto his pants as he heard footsteps in the hall. He awkwardly tucked his throbbing cock back into his pants as a knock came. Emery peeked in.
 
“Mom said to tell you and Kendra to get your asses down there and eat.”
“Yeah… yeah. I’m coming…”
She didn’t notice his soiled jeans as she closed the door. He changed clothes and grabbed the portal pen. I guess the takeaway from this is that I need to keep my door locked.

Allies

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Many hours had slipped by since the gnome went for help. Vivian was right: horny young men flocked to them and they mostly ignored one another, getting into lines to have their way with their preference of the two burdened women. They knew they could strike them down, but it wasn’t worth the risk of open combat between the remainders. It was an oddly peaceful gathering for the time being.
 
They had served many, taking enough deposits to make their bodies swell even larger. Both Kaylin and Vivian were trapped beneath fleshy mounds. Both had pillowy breasts larger than a gnome and stomachs more swollen than a full-grown Tauren.
 
Something approached in the sky, causing some of the men to turn with confusion. They watched as it drew closer, and once they understood its scope, the men started dispersing. More and more took flight, but some remained, either too foolish or too lustful to flee. A Vrykul woman rode in upon a Proto-Dragon, landing with a heavy thud a short distance away. The beast was massive, causing the ground to rumble as it walked the final distance.
 
The Night-Elf upon her paused, his dark purple cock pulling free as he turned to gaze at the approaching monster. A brilliant flash of light launched him a good distance away and Vivian laughed as he lay lifeless upon the grass. “Did you notice he had three turns?”
“Aren’t you the least bit concerned?”
“I can’t really do much, can I?”
 
Kaylin sighed, knowing she should return the favor. She blasted the Orc that was enveloped in the immobile Blood-Elf woman. He flew back, lying limp in the grass. Vivian gave her a sly nod of appreciation for ridding her of the assailant. They both turned their focus back to the beast waiting just out of range. The Vrykul woman hopped down, barely half the size of the red, partially armored dragon. She put a hand on its neck, watching the girls.
 
To their amazement, the undead woman from before flew down and joined the giant warrior woman. They spoke for a time before the larger woman nodded, accepting a filled pouch in exchange for a smaller item before walking away. Grenda watched them from a safe distance as the Proto-Dragon slinked forward. Both Kaylin and Vivian blasted the monster, but it seemed unaffected by the attacks.
 
“This dragon is special and I have full control over it now. I want to have a little more fun before I end you.” Grenda spoke loudly.
 
The red Proto-Dragon skulked ahead, flaring its wings as it displayed a growing cock. The fleshy protrusion was lighter and wet, hanging proudly between its legs. The dragon used its mouth carefully, grabbing Vivian’s leg lightly and tugging the overfilled Blood-Elf closer. She was on her back, struggling as the beasts edged in and poked the tip of the shaft against her loins. It slid high, jabbing into her belly a few times before it hit the mark, gliding into her used pussy.
 
The feisty Blood-Elf shrieked as the enormous shaft pushed inside her. Each small thrust by the dragon allowed more of the cock to slide deeper. A bulge formed in her expanded belly, vanishing for a moment before reappearing. Her swollen body bounced and wobbled as the dragon mounted her, thrusting its hips wildly. It growled to stifle her yells, snapping in the air to quiet her completely. It edged forward and rested upon her belly, enveloping her beneath the broad wings.
 
“It can’t possibly… Uuugh…” Vivian groaned.
 
She could feel her lower lips stretching around the gargantuan shaft. She opened wider and wider, intense pain spreading through her lower body. She was handling it, though, and the ache was somewhat manageable. Her broad, inflated body rolled as the dragon pumped, feeding it’s meat into her stretched entrance.
 
The inflated blood elf’s anger had turned to despair as she clenched her eyes. Her long, slender ears waving as the monster fucked her. The dragon’s cock was hidden between her legs, fully submerged in her loins. She was able to take it, but she certainly felt every inch. The beast was humping her faster, pulling out only to drive back in.
 
The dragon reared up and flared its wings. Vivian was full with a notable bulge in her belly from the beast’s cock. It lifted her on its pole, raising her ass higher as it jumped ahead. With a loud, wet sound the Proto-Dragon slammed into her raised hips, crumpling her beneath its weight. Her shoulders were pressed into the ground as it took a few final slams. The monster roared, blasting cum visibly into her stomach.
 
Her belly bulged outward from the blast. Cum rolled from the tip and collected in her body, spreading her already inflated midsection even wider. She was huge. Each pulse made her body swell, collecting in every area it could. Her tits were heavy and hanging to the sides. Her ass was flowing and nearly touching the ground. Even her arms and legs grew thick as the seed pushed the magical weight to any open space in her body.
 
Cum shot from her lips, coating her face and chest in a sea of sticky white fluid. The dragon let her down roughly, her massive body flopping into the grass. The dragon shuffled back, unplugging her gaping hole. Vivian’s entrance leaked, but most of the cum stayed inside. Her weight rolled as she settled, the momentum taking a long time to stop completely. Vivian looked ridiculously large, her thick arms and legs lying limp as she stared distantly to the heavens, her tongue showing as she breathed heavily.
 
The dragon turned its gaze to Kaylin, snorting as its still erect cock twitched expectantly. It started toward her before something above caught its eye. The gnome from before dismounted midair, charging the undead priest as soon as he landed. She sent him running, but he was able to close the distance again. They fought, playing a game of cat and mouse as the priest tried to drain his life before he could end her.
 
The dragon watched for a time, looking back to Kaylin occasionally. He seemed very conflicted if he should assist or not. It gave the impression that he wasn’t fully controlled by the undead woman after all. The monster finally decided to end the battle, lunging beside them and snapping the gnome between his teeth and launching him aside. He smacked into the tree where Vivian had lain, lying on the ground in pain.
 
Turning back to his supposed master, the dragon blasted blue fire onto Grenda, ending her within seconds. Without distraction, the winged beast stomped back to its original prey. His cock still engorged and ready to find a tight sheathe. The gnome caught her attention, struggling to retrieve something from his pocket.
 
“I told you I would… take this and… wish to end the curse…” His hand fell lifeless, the silver badge slipping from his grasp.
 
Kaylin was too far away, but with the motivation of the approaching dragon, she was able to roll over clumsily. Her full, flowing body continued, bringing her around and around. Her beefy ass slowed the turn, but her heavy chest and belly pulled her over one final time. She was barely able to snatch the item before coming to rest on her side.
 
“I wish to be rid of this awful curse!” She bared teeth as she felt her body constricting. Fluid suddenly flowed from her orifices, emptying her body and making it return to somewhat normal proportions. The change took a few moments, causing the dragon to pause as it observed. She was unable to function as she deflated, but once it was over she could move again. She was saturated with the slippery substances. Her body felt unusually light and powerful, but she quickly realized that she was unarmed next to a hostile dragon.
 
She went onto her hands and knees, attempting to stand. A massive claw kept her from rising and the shadow enveloped her. She turned back with fright to see the monster shifting ahead, pointing his cock directly for her presented entrance. She silently wished to endure this creature as the cock began opening her up. Her pussy ached as the giant shaft drove in. Sliding deeper as the dragon covered her with its enormous body. She grunted, taking handfuls of grass as more slipped in.
 
Her slender, toned body was bulging as the pointed cock plunged into her belly. She looked down, disconnected as her body somehow accepted the monster cock. She tensed, letting out a long groan as she took even more. It seemed unending, but she could finally feel the beast’s scales rubbing on her lower thighs. She knew he was almost in completely. It put a wing upon her back, pressing her shoulders down and her ass slightly higher. This caused the cock to go in all the way.
 
The small blonde girl lay in shock as her pussy wrapped around the dragon’s wet cock. She could see her legs opened wide and her belly touching the ground. The cock was ruining her beautiful body, but she was powerless to stop it. She watched the bulge recede before appearing again. The giant dick her midsection moving in and out as the monster fucked her silly.
 
“Toss me the badge. Let me change back and I can go get help!” The blood-elf pleaded, holding out her thick arm. “Human! Kaylin!”
Shaking away the delirium, Kaylin took the silver object, staring at it as she bounced forward on the cock. Her entire body molded around the organ. “I wish this would end!”
 
As soon as she spoke the phrase, she clamped internally. Somehow her insides pulled tighter on the giant cock, squeezing hard enough to excite the beast. It let out a low roar and raised its wings, pushing ahead with all of its might. The dick showed in her belly as a bubble of cum formed. It pulled her skin down, collecting upon the ground beneath her. Her stomach swelled, the large blobs of cum flowing visibly from the tip before pooling below.
 
Kaylin was in agony, but she got her wish. She grabbed another handful of soil and clenched her teary blue eyes shut. She was drooling as the cum filled her small body, making her raise higher from the sheer mass. She pressed upward against the dragon, forcing her belly to grow outward instead. The pulses of seed slowed, but the monster kept going. The big cock let out a final blast, twitching violently before pulling out.
 
A breeze tickled her cavernous vagina, making her leak a little as she rolled back and onto her knees. Kaylin recovered, slowly sitting upright. The dragon ran off and took flight, having satisfied its urges. Both women were silent as they inspected their cum-filled bodies.
 
“Are you just going to leave me like this?” Vivian put her head back with a pained moan.
 
Kaylin clumsily arose, stumbling over to the badge. She bent down, offering a delightful view of her perfect ass. Her belly showed prominently even from behind and it caused her great anguish to move. She brought the magical item to the blood-elf and planted it in her chubby fingers.
 
Vivian spoke the phrase, but nothing changed. “What?!” She showed instant panic.
“Maybe only I can use it as a friend of the Argent Cru-“
“Then do it!” There was a tense silence as Vivian’s sizable chest subtly moved. She was completely at Kaylin’s mercy and she knew it.
“How do I know you won’t try to kill me when I change you back?”
“After all of this you think I would turn on you?” She laughed nervously. “I understand your concern, but please don’t leave me like this.”
 
Kaylin gave a long, calculating look at the rounded blood-elf. Her long red hair hung as she turned her head. She was trapped beneath a mountain of flesh. With breasts the size of cannonballs and an ass just a little bigger. Her stomach flowed in all directions, somehow remaining springy in spite of its height. Heavy limbs lay planted in the grass as her bright green eyes pleading for mercy.
 
“I wish for Vivian to have the curse lifted.”
 
The silver badge glowed for a moment before vanishing without a trace. Vivian howled as cum splashed from her lower entrances. She kicked her legs as her body shrank, the ordeal appearing painful as her pudgy body emptied violently. Vivian bucked. Her arms slapping the ground as her bountiful tits crawled higher and lost their weight. Her ass tightened as her thighs returned to normal. Her belly diminished, compressing as the deposited fluids erupted into the grass.
 
She was huffing as she pushed a few more waves from her ass. Vivian relaxed, lying motionless as she lazily looked to her savior. “Thank you.”
Drained, Kaylin dropped down and lay next to the woman. “What now?”
“After all of that? I don’t know. I wasn’t going to attack you, though.”
“Sorry to be mistrusting.” She absentmindedly patted the elf’s arm.
 
Vivian gave a tired smile as she reached over and patted the human’s side. She shifted closer and moved her hand lower, placing it against her warm mound. She walked her delicate fingers down and rubbed her companion’s button. Kaylin didn’t say a word as she looked up toward the sky. She decided to repay the favor, exploring the red bush with a gentle touch. Both women slipped a finger in, working the open holes with a more refined caress.
 
They touched one another, moaning softly as their enjoyment intensified. Squirming in the grass, both women were tired and sore, but in desperate need of gratification. They grew closer to climax. Their wet holes making audible noise as their scent filled the air. Both girls grew tense, edging closer and closer until finally… they came together. Their loud moans rang out across the field. They quivered with delight, smiling broadly as they moved their hands higher and embraced one another. Vivian and Kaylin relaxed in one another’s arms, too weary to contemplate their situation. After a long nap, they arose to a cacophony of sounds. A large group of Argent Crusade members stood around them, watching silently as they awoke.
 
The gnome that saved them stood front and center. “It’s over.”
“Sorry I didn’t bring you back sooner.” Kaylin still felt weary.
“It’s fine, we’re glad we could help!”
Vivian sprang up, looking to where Grenda had fallen. “Where is the priest?”
“We brought her back too, but we made sure she won’t do this again.”

Those moronic crusaders. Grenda laughed silently. They helped mend my body and didn’t even realize I was involved. I suppose I’m very lucky to get away without consequence. She opened and closed her jaw, thankful that it fit properly. Her skin was completely intact now and only a greenish hue signified her as undead. Her hair was thicker and her body seemed fuller. I’m not sure how they did this, but I look and feel almost alive again! She felt her breast through her robe, delighted at its weight.
 
She was pondering her situation in a secluded section of the fjord when she heard someone dismount. A human paladin put out his hand as he ran closer. The holy shock caused her to stumble. She prepared to fight when another paladin dropped in behind her. She had won with worse odds, but she grew even more confident as two blood-elves came in beside her.
 
“Still want to fight, mongrels?” She condescendingly to the human.
“It won’t be a fight.” The instigating man spoke.
“We’re not here to help you, betrayer.” The female blood-elf spat. “You use sacred magic for such an abhorrent display.”
“The Argent Crusade sends its regards.”
 
Her supposed allies spammed flash heal upon her as the others blasted her with holy spells. Grenda felt the effects immediately. Her skin tightened as it grew, pressing outward against her priestly robes. She glared angrily as she attacked the man ahead. He took the hits without much concern. He was far more experienced and able to out-heal her damage. She gave up, realizing the man behind her was also out of her league.
 
She balled her fists as the clothes constricted her curvy body. Grenda growled as she took the penance. Her robe pulled to its limit and began to tear, ripping up her legs and around her chest. She had a wider stance as her hips swelled. Her bosoms expanded similarly, pushing her decorated white robe open until they spilled forth. She turned, searching for any hope with glowing eyes, but there was no escape.
 
Her stomach tightened and grumbled before it puffed out. Her midsection ballooned in all directions, pulling low and forcing her to rest her hands upon her knees. The movement caused her cushy shoulders to pop through her garment. Brilliant flashes of holy light enveloped her, soothing the pain of the expansion. She was growing chubby and the weight coaxed her lower. The expanding belly opened the robes more until the tears met around her crotch. The robe split open, displaying her soft, springy body. Other than the off-color, she looked youthful and enticing. Hair fell around her face as she hung her head in defeat, hoping they would have mercy on her.
 
“What you did is unforgivable and there is only one way this ends.” The main paladin stepped closer, slapping her swollen belly. “Take the punishment with dignity.”
 
The female blood-elf paused to spank her bouncy ass. She laughed and hit again with the flat of her sword. Grenda stumbled, trying to subdue the pain. She hit again, delighted by the woman’s submission. They shared a laugh as they returned to casting. Grenda hated them.
 
She cast fear, attempting to flee as the humans ran, but the weight made her slow and ungainly. The blood-elves followed her casually, spamming heals as they downed potions. She didn’t go far. Tumbling into the grass, she lay exhausted. Her heavy breasts stacked and her stomach flattened on the grass. Her bulky thighs pressed together and her big ass kept her from rolling forward. She rested on her expanding arms, feeling her elbow digging into the soft soil. Her legs were becoming too heavy to move, threatening to tip her if they shifted too far.
 
Grenda looked down, feeling her chin touching her inflated chest. She wasn’t at risk for tipping now, as her belly and ass gave her wide supports. She moved her arm slightly, repenting for her misdeeds. No one spoke this time and she knew they intended to go all the way. She closed her eyes, knowing that any spell could be the one that ripped open her smooth skin. They fixed my body just to break it. Cruel, but effective.
 
They stopped abruptly. She opened her eyes to see the two paladins she had tormented. Both girls wearing peasant clothing, staring with utter resentment. They called spells, striking her with holy light as the others spectated. Grenda bared her teeth, feeling immense pressure building from within. Her skin stretched, feeling warm for the first time since she was alive. Her whole body quivered as she failed to move.
 
Maybe this can kill me. The thought jumped into her mind. They have powers beyond my comprehension. Maybe I went too far this time. She looked massive, lying on her side with her humongous tits rolling over one another, sprawling over the thick green grass. Her belly was as big as the others had been. One might think she was carrying a Tauren or two in there. She rested her thick arm on the rounded mass, touching it with reverence. How am I still intact?
 
Her broad ass spread behind her, squishing together as it pressed into the ground. Her limbs were heavy and bulky, growing in proportion to her expansive body. Her stomach grumbled. They paused and everyone helped roll the inflated woman onto her back. She plopped backward, her fleshy belly raised high above. Her tits slid to the sides, moving like weights trapped beneath her skin.
 
They all moved away, preparing for what came next. All of the blood-elves synced to cast a long heal. She knew this was the end. Her illuminated eyes showed fear as she waited. The heals caused her body to expand forcefully. Her smooth skin ripped apart opening her belly like a firework. Pieces of her launched far into the distance. A large ring of soaked grass was all that remained to show her demise. Everything else had blasted away.
 
Vivian wiped her clothing. “Good riddance.”

I wonder if my auctions sold. The moderately skilled Dwarf paladin thumbed through the letters. Kind of disappointing… What’s this? She found a heavy package containing a stone tablet. Make a wish? This must be a prank! She searched around with a smile. “I wish I had one hundred gold!” It vanished, leaving her even more confused.
 
She read another letter when she felt something strange in her belly. She heard something and felt another movement inside her abdomen. She stuffed the mail back into the box and walked to her guildmate in the center of Ironforge. She was feeling very uncomfortable now, feeling heavier as she moved.
 
“Mairu, is something wrong? What’cha walking like that for?”
“I don’t know. I just had this little thing and I made a wish… Ugh… I think I feel coins moving in my belly!”
Her friend raised an eyebrow, pausing to understand. “You have money in you?”
Mairu slumped, grimacing as an audible clank came from within. “I wished for a hundred gold. You have to help me!”
“I think Kaylin was dealing with something like this. Maybe we should find her.”
“No!” Mairu scoffed. “I will not be involved with her.”
 
Mairu was leaning heavily before dropping to her knee. Her stomach bulged over her belt, forcing her forward. She grumbled, struggling not to lay down. The thin leather belt grew tighter until it burst apart. Her weighted belly drooped to the ground, resting on the cold metal floor with a loud thud. Small bumps were visible beneath her skin. She was still growing. They were in a secluded spot, but some people still noticed. Her shirt ripped up the middle, allowing her generous bosoms to peek from beneath the torn garment.
 
“Just wait here, I’ll go for help.”
“You can’t just leave me!” Mairu clenched her eyes, still rising higher atop her clanking abdomen.
 
She watched her friend depart, feeling the money accumulating. She only wished to maintain some decency and avoid people she knew. Being a paladin was a prestigious title and she didn’t want to end up being used like that human and her blood-elf lover. I have dignity! She parsed the thought as she shifted too far. She felt the momentum building before tipping onto her side. The money jingled, but stayed mostly in place, making her belly stretch painfully. Light save me.

Mind Break

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She regretted everything that led her to this point. She glanced at the counter, seeing the stack of money that drew her into this predicament. She was tied to the worn twin-sized bed as the unsavory man stood looming over her naked body. His eyes lingered on her full, natural breasts, moving lower along her toned midriff, and then to her shaven snatch. He ran a cold hand along her muscular legs and rubbed her manicured foot for a moment.
 
“You always took care of yourself.” His gaze met hers. “At least that was until you fucked me over.”
 
He had no idea someone new was in Angelica’s body. She tried to resist, but this man was very strong in spite of his weight. The chunky man had cold, squinting eyes and a plump face that smiled often. He was charismatic when needed, but it was only a façade. He ran fingers up her leg and along her side, making her squirm as he traced over her plush lips.
 
“You were my best and that is what makes this so hard for me.” He stepped out of the room, returning with a sun-bleached garden hose. He uncoiled it as he moved, holding up the end at the foot of the bed. “After some… incentive… Marcus told me you were into enemas now.” He gave an unsettling smile. “Guess I’ll have to oblige.”
 
He made her lick the hose nozzle, getting the slender brass tip well lubricated. He brought it lower with excitement in his eyes, pushing the flared tip between her bountiful ass cheeks. She squeaked as he shoved it deeper and deeper, making her take a large portion of the hose as well. She gasped and flailed, but he continued pushing it inside her. It was wedged painfully in her belly when he stepped into the bathroom to start the flow.
 
Air pushed into her belly before the cool water started filling her. It caused sudden cramps, making her midsection ache as she filled. She tried again to break free, but it was impossible. She looked into the small bedside mirror, showing her perfect teeth as she struggled. Unable to evade the steady flow of water, she saw the worry in her big brown eyes. This body was new enough to distract her for a moment, making her study the pained expression of the beautiful woman in the reflection. She groaned as a pain crept into her core, making her twist and squirm.
 
He rubbed a finger along her pussy, smiling as he raised it. “I guess you’re into a bunch of freaky shit these days, huh?” He brought it to her mouth, making her taste her excitement. “You disappoint me, Angelica.”
“Just let me go and I’ll get you all the money you need! I made a mistake, but I’ll fix everything!”
“I don’t trust a skank like you.” He put a finger in between her legs, rubbing her g-spot. “I have to break you again, don’t I?” He removed the finger when she started to enjoy it.
He was talking about the woman who was in the body before, but she was trapped in a younger girl’s body now. A shame I had to ditch it, she thought. Ugh, but why did I have to pick this one?
 
He rubbed her clit again, making her rise and moan, but again he left her unfulfilled. She thought back to her first experience. The first body she had moved into. Feeling liquid pouring into her ass as she waited helplessly. Her mind raced, feeling pain and pleasure from this torture. How many bodies have I been through? Why do I want this? Do I want this?
 
“I guess you’re enjoying this too much. I guess I’ll turn up the flow!” The man left and soon she could feel the pressure increase. “Oh, I forgot, I have something I need to do. Be back in a few!” He called from the other room.
 
She heard the door close, followed by quiet. She tried to slide her ass along the bed to pull it free, but it only caused an ache deep in her belly. The water poured in as she fought to escape. Thrashing against the bed, she couldn’t escape from the bindings. She struggled, letting out a frustrated scream before finally giving up. She looked down, past her generous chest to her swelling belly. Cramps came and went as the water collected in her stomach.
 
She turned to the mirror again, watching her beautiful face twisting in discomfort. Her perfectly manicured eyebrows turned high in pain. Her lush, glistening lips parting subtly. Her deep brown eyes contrasting with her tan skin. I just had to go for the sexiest girl I could find. I can’t keep going like this. If I get out of this alive then I’m fucking done! I don’t even care about that fucking ring anymore!
 
The water was rushing in faster than she realized. Her stomach gurgled, making her tense and groan. Her belly swelled, approaching the size of her massive fake tits. This girl had a great boob job. They sit perfectly and they feel fantastic. They caused some balance issues at first, but I bet you get used to them. Another pain brought her back to the moment. She looked to the ceiling, realizing that she had to persevere.
 
I need to own this body to keep my sanity! I’m Angelica! I’m a high-class whore and that asshole just wants me to submit. I’ll submit for now, but I’ll get free eventually and head back to Mexico. She let out a stabilizing breath. Just relax and wait, that’s all you have to do. He won’t let you die like this, he’s just manipulating you.
 
Glancing down, she could see her stomach was huge, looking heavily pregnant as she lay upon her back. She ached from the sheer volume of water collecting inside, but she also felt some excitement. She tried to enjoy the situation, thinking of a thick cock plowing into her pussy. Thinking of a finger working her clit. She raised her hips into the air, feeling the hose shift. Sudden pain made her drop back into place and focus on the agony.
 
“Fuck!” She spoke to an empty room. “Ugh! Come back!”
 
He really left me. She let out an angry groan, hitting her head against the pillow, frustrated that she couldn’t touch herself to alleviate some of her distress. She felt incredibly heavy as she tried to pull against her bonds. Her full belly sloshed side to side, pulling her more than she wanted. She raised herself, scanning the room for any means of escape.
 
The house was a cluttered mess, but anything helpful was beyond reach. An idea came suddenly. Closing her legs at the knees, she was able to pinch the hose shut with her thighs. It was awkward and painful, but she was able to lift away and pull a small section of the hose out. She took a moment to allow the discomfort to pass. Before trying again she looked down, seeing a bulge forming in the thick hose. She felt the water pressure building and she knew a big blast of water was trying to force past.
 
She held it at bay for a minute, feeling her shaky legs slipping as the diameter of the hose increased. She whimpered as she felt the water sneaking in and then she had to give up. She let out a loud, humiliating grunt as she bucked wildly. The incredibly large dose of water forced its way into her belly, making it grow even larger. She was on the verge of tears as she looked up, unable to escape as the water-filled her like a balloon.
 
Her big, squishy breasts nestled beneath her tied arms. They seemed to have grown somewhat too, but they may have just been moved by her gargantuan belly. She looked like one of those mothers she’d seen on the news, expecting to have five or six kids. Even her ass felt squishier now.
 
She tried to repeat the maneuver from before to extract a little more of the hose. She breathed through her teeth as the built-up water blasted inside, but it worked. Then she did it again and again. She made progress, but it was quickly draining her energy. She did it five times before stopping, but it still felt pretty deep in her ass. The flow continued and her body grew.
 
She was in a bad state, huffing and sobbing when she heard the door open. She sat up as the pimp passed by the doorway. Shortly after she felt the water stop. He came in with a big grin, his devious eyes enjoying the view. Her thick, naked body was on full display, with her shaven pussy nestled between her meaty thighs. Her pleasantly large breasts pressed against her over-filled stomach and every movement caused a slight ripple to spread throughout her inflated body.
 
“You look like a frog.” He laughed, holding something in his hand as he came closer. “You remember the day that I took you in and made you my best bitch?” He grabbed the cord and pulled hard. She gasped and raised her hips, involuntarily clamping upon the hose as it slid out. The nozzle popped out of her tight ass, letting a splash of water go onto the sheets.
 
He tossed the hose aside, watching her writhe for a time before he used the object in his hand. He pushed the plug in, forcing her ass open as it fit in place. She let out a sad groan, lamenting the incredible pain that washed through her body. She flailed in the damp bed, but it was useless. The man ran his large hand along her full belly, smirking as he moved to her breast and pinched a nipple. She pulled at the ropes, trying to hit him, but he only pinched harder.
 
Finally, he let go. He slapped her tits, one after the other, enjoying their weight. “Well, I think it’s time to have a little throwback to that first time. What do you say, Angelica?”
“We can work something out.” She had to pause to fight through an audible cramp.
 
The pimp whistled and another man stepped through the doorway. A guy with slick hair and an underdeveloped beard came in to look upon her. He showed approval as he ran a hand along her inner thigh, barely grazing her wet slit. She was ashamed by how loud she moaned. The guy grinned, looking to the pimp before grabbing her boob and squeezing hard.
 
“You letting me get on this, Ron?”
“Sure am, you can even go in bare if you want.”
The younger man scoffed. “Really?”
 
“Yep, she’s barren, so no worries there. She barely gets any use these days anyway. Most of her clientele likes other kinky shit.” The man slid the buttplug up and down inside her, making her squirm and whine. “That’s why she’s got the bulk now!” He poked a couple of fingers into her snatch, working them around and laughing as she thrust into it. He pulled back before she could cum and she gave him a death glare. He responded by making her lick his fingers. “Well, I’ll just leave you to it.”
 
Ron left and the other guy immediately undid his pants and cast his shirt aside. He put his thick cock on her lips, slapping it against them until she opened. He warned her against biting, so she decided to comply. She was at their mercy, but as long as she got out of this situation she could get away forever.
 
She took his shaft back to her tonsils, gagging as he pressed deeper. He followed her along, pinning her against the pillow and driving in all the way. She retched, making her belly quake for his delight. He pulled back, allowing her a moment to recover before driving in again. He pumped her mouth for a minute, surprising her from time to time with unexpected thrusts. Tears caused her makeup to run and she thought she was going to pass out when he eventually stopped.
 
“You’re quite the picture.” He stepped back, his cock springing in the air as he moved around to fuck her. “You can bite down here all you want!” He smiled.
 
The tip pressed in. She couldn’t tell if it was due to the water or he was so thick, but it ached as he eased in. Her belly roiled constantly and now he was pressing into it. She was in great distress as he poked his cock all the way into her pussy. When he started moving the pain lessened and she knew she was close to cumming. It was so wet and she couldn’t resist pushing into his thrusts. Her excitement built as she closed her eyes, trying to ignore the aching in her belly.
 
He leaned forward, pressing down on her stomach and pulling her back from orgasm. She glared at him, but his eyes were closed. She watched with sadness as he put more of his weight upon her and pushed in to the limit. His thick cock jerked in her loins, making her gasp loudly with each surge of cum. The pain in her abdomen was too intense to enjoy anything. She was angry, showing her teeth as the man got up.
 
“Well, sorry to leave you all hot and bothered, but I just couldn’t last. You got the best cooch I ever felt!” The man put on his clothes and fastened his belt.
“Wait! Finger me a little. Please, I just need a little help!” She pleaded.
 
The man only smiled as he disappeared through the doorway. Ron came in with more rope, tying it around the plug and her hips, keeping the toy firmly in place. It took time and she was desperate for someone to touch her pussy.
 
“Please… just a few seconds. That’s all I need.”
He pulled the rope snug, making the plug push a little deeper. He put a hand on her belly and pressed down, making her scream and sway side to side frantically. “Good and snug! I’m going out again and when I get back we’ll see about helping you out.”
 
She begged him not to go, but the door closed and only silence followed. She screamed for help, but nobody came. She flopped in the bed, but it only increased her suffering. She tried to distract herself, thinking of ways to escape once he untied her. Time passed, but she knew it hadn’t been long.
 
She had to pee, but the full belly somehow made it easier to hold. Maybe I’m just distracted by all the fucking water in my ass! She was downright mad now. Mad at herself for being in this situation, but mostly because she couldn’t cum. She closed her thighs, hoping the rope would help her out, but it was too far to the sides. I can’t fucking do this! What the hell is he doing!
 
“Get back in here! I’m fucking done!” She yelled. “I give up! I’ll be your bitch!” She pulled at the ropes with all of her strength. “I’ll do anything! Just fuck me!” She breathed heavily, thinking about how desperate she was. She wanted that sleazy motherfucker to come back. She wanted him to fuck her. The thought wasn’t as appalling after everything she’d been through. Even if I don’t get another body – I will be so fucking elated to get out of here. I have to get out!
 
She started crying, watching the natural light fade from the room. Hours passed, leaving her in near darkness. Every sound made her hope for his return, but she was disappointed repeatedly. She was cold and despairing, wishing for someone to find her. Then footsteps approached in the hall. Keys jingled and the door finally opened. The light came on in the main room. Her heart raced with excitement.
 
The man came in, switching on the light, blinding her momentarily. “Have a good nap?”
“Please, let me go to the bathroom.” She spoke weakly. “I c-can’t…”
“Not yet, whore.” He sat on the edge of the bed, running a hand along her soft, rounded belly. It grumbled in response, trembling as air shifted inside. “Looks like you’re holding it pretty well. Think I should head back out?”
“No! I-I’ll do anything you want. Let me go, p-please!” Angelica bawled. “I’m so, so sorry. I can’t take this anymore!”
The man moved a hand lower, pressing into her pelvic bone. “Want some relief first?”
“Yes! Please! God please!” Her eyelids grew heavy as she let out a low moan.
 
He grazed her clit, making her buck wildly in a humorous display. He didn’t continue, making her upset once again. She showed her perfect teeth as her agitation turned to sadness. He brought his hand lower, holding it near her pussy to build anticipation. Tears formed in her eyes as she moved her hips expectantly. She was desperate to cum after so long, but he pulled away with a huge grin. The man got up and went to the other room. She screamed, demanding that he return to finish her.
 
“Nah, you need more time.”
 
She whimpered as she heard him turn on the television. She shifted uncomfortably, feeling pain throughout her body and a deep yearning for sexual stimulation. I’m so goddamned close! “Get back in here you piece of shit! Untie me now and I’ll do anything you fucking want! I’ll let you fuck me over and over, I’ll be your bitch.” He turned up the volume to drown out her yelling. “I can’t handle this anymore! I’m going to die if you don’t let me out!”
 
She continued, vocally lamenting her situation until the television went silent. Quick, heavy footsteps approached. The pimp stepped in with cold, distant eyes. He stepped beside her and placed a hand in the center of her stomach, pressing down firmly. Angelica shrieked in agony, trapped in place as he pressed with extreme force. With the plug in her ass, there was only one way to go.
 
She retched, feeling something coming up her throat. He responded by holding her mouth closed. She felt some warm water collecting in her puffed cheeks, but she managed to swallow it again. He proceeded to grab her nipples and roughly pull her tits into the air. She followed them up for a moment until they slipped from his fingers. She fell back, sobbing as he looked her over.
 
“Why do you make me hurt you, Angel?” He untied two of her bonds, helping her to clumsily sit up. “Don’t try anything or I’ll make you regret it.” He took a minute, retying her hands behind her back. “I feel bad, so I’m going to let you come out there…”
 
She pulled one hand free, pushing him back. She frantically fingered her pussy, but he grabbed her wrist and hit her in the side. It wasn’t very hard, but even the slightest hit caused her great pain. She crumpled up, failing to cum once again as he forcefully brought her wrists together behind her back and tied them together. She didn’t resist anymore, allowing him to unbind her legs from the bed and tie them together at the ankles.
 
He pushed her over, making her lay on her swollen belly. She raised up, having to keep her ass high to limit the pressure on her stomach. He checked the ropes keeping the plug in place, pleased by how well he tied them. He slapped her ass lightly, making her jerk ahead and put weight on her belly. She let out a squeak of torment as he hit her springy ass again. He hit harder and harder, spanking her broad ass cheeks. He loved watching her apple ass shake in response to his hits.
 
Angelica let out sad whimpers and tired grunts. Her hands were bound too high and she couldn’t block the hits or evade them in any way. She tried not to pull away either, because every inch she moved caused her stomach to press into the bed. But, every few strikes were harder than before and she couldn’t resist, sometimes causing more pain from her gurgling belly than from the rough spanking.
 
Tears rolled down her cheeks when he stopped. She felt his fingers upon the plug before he firmly moved it up and down in her ass. She let out an indecent, awkward moan as he worked it in her asshole. A dull ache spread throughout her body and she could barely stand as he yanked her upright. He walked her out to the other room, sitting her in a cheap kitchen chair. Her red ass ached as she plopped down, but the plug didn’t bother her now, as it had already moved as deep as it could.
 
The man stepped away and returned with a pitcher of water. He set it on the table as he sat across from her. “Drink this and I’ll let you cum.”
 
Angelica sniffled, letting out a miserable sigh. She didn’t want anything else in her body, but she absolutely needed to cum. Even after all of the abuse, she was still anxious and aroused. She gave a small nod. Ron found a cheap plastic funnel and put it in her mouth. She closed her velvety lips around it and watched as the man happily poured the cool water down her throat. She gulped it down, keeping up for a few moments before too much collected. He paused, allowing her to drink it all before continuing.
 
It was depressing to see such a small amount missing from the pitcher, but she tried to distract herself and kept swallowing. She looked around, trying to think of ways to escape, but her mind was too focused on the water collecting in her mouth. She drank and drank, but she only made it halfway before she motioned to stop. Ron sat down, inspecting her water-filled body as she caught her breath.
 
“Fine, you don’t have to drink anymore. Instead, you just have to suck me off and then I’ll help you out.” Ron slid his shorts off, showing his modestly sized shaft. He brought her head lower, making her lean down upon her enormous belly. She was only barely able to reach his cock and the position was obviously difficult to hold, but her desire for sweet release overcame her hardship.
 
Angelica sucked his cock in, working her tongue along his dick quickly. He ran his hands through her long, highlighted brown hair, taking a handful as she moved. He forced her to take it all, which made her gag before she accepted it. A loud sound came from her compressed belly and she tried to pull back, but he kept her in place. He fucked her face, enjoying her lewd sounds as drool ran from her lips and onto her buxom chest.
 
He pulled out and took hold of her breasts, mashing them around his cock. He pumped her tits as he moved closer, putting some weight upon her belly. She looked up to him, groaning with her perfect teeth showing past her soft pink lips. Her broad features showed pure agony as he moved and her deep brown eyes pleaded for release. He pumped her tits for a time, leaning into her more and more until her composure finally broke. She started weeping softly and that was all he needed.
 
Ron pumped ropes of cum onto her beautiful face, making her pull back as she sniveled. One shot flew across her closed eye and into her hair. Some dripped into her cleavage as he moved back to inspect her. The over-inflated woman was crying, her big, round body shaking as she sobbed. He glanced at the glistening slit between her spread legs and decided to give her a reward.
 
He slid a finger in, feeling her clamp down tightly. Her sobbing slowed until stopping completely. She held her breath, tensing as she waited for his movements. She looked to him with confusion, taking a few small breaths as he stayed perfectly still. She needed him to move, but words eluded her. She could only sit there, frozen in place and staring into his gleeful eyes. He was so close to her g-spot, but she couldn’t resist.
 
Angelica worked her hips madly, making the chair creak as she tried to get his finger deeper. She moaned and closed her eyes, knowing that an orgasm was unavoidable now. Just then she felt his finger pull back, leaving her to finish without his touch. She opened her eyes in horror, clenching her jaw as she fought through the ruined orgasm. She raised from the chair, thrusting into the air desperately as her body quivered. It would’ve been the best climax of her life and she was heartbroken that she missed it.
 
“I didn’t say you could cum yet.” Ron pulled his shorts up and walked away, turning the lights off as he went to the other room.
“Wait!” She could barely speak now, still feeling aftershocks of the disappointing orgasm. “Let me go…”
The television clicked on again, draining all hope from her mind.

Alienated

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Their coach stood up as the shuttle bus came to a stop. “Remember, no one is to leave the motel!” The girls passed by as she spoke. “We have an exciting day planned for tomorrow! Make sure not to be up late.” She got into the queue, following the line out of the shuttle.
 
“This place sucks, Mrs. Nelson” Cameron shook her head. “Why couldn’t we get a nicer place in the actual city?”
“Because all the money is being used when we’re in town. We’re here for five days so we need to budget.” She was used to the girl’s blunt comments.
“I feel like I might get stabbed in this dive!”
“Maybe you will,” Laiken broke in, “then we wouldn’t have to hear you complaining.” The other girls laughed.
Cameron gave her a sideways glare. “Well, I’ll make sure he gets you first!” She gave a big, toothy grin.
“Girls! Enough!” Mrs. Nelson chided. “Just grab your things and wait until I get the keys.”
 
The five girls collected their luggage, making their way to the far end of the building by their designated rooms. After a short wait their coach returned with keys. “I will be in room 2 if anyone has any trouble. Remember not to stay up-“
“We know, be responsible young adults and don’t do drugs…” Anna smiled.
“Okay, but the most important thing is not to leave the motel rooms until the morning. Everyone promise me!”
Anna nodded, answering for everyone, “we promise.” Once Mrs. Nelson felt assured she led Anna upstairs to find their shared room.

“So, ready to do something daring?” Cameron asked her roommate as she closed the door.
Autumn opened her luggage, trying to avoid looking at her friend. “I’m tired and we have a big day tomorrow. We shouldn’t do something stupid the first night we’re here.”
“Come on, I just want to go for a walk!” She stepped closer, looking low to catch her friend’s view. “It’s Canada, no one is dangerous up here!”
“That’s not true… and what is there to see?” Autumn gave her a long look and a frustrated sigh. “Just a quick walk?”
“Yes, I promise! Don’t you want to work those thick legs after that long ride?” She giggled at the expected scowl, “I’m kidding! I like your big butt!” She spanked her friend playfully as she passed.
 
Shaking her head, Autumn followed. They quietly locked their door and set out for a short trek through the woods behind the motel. They passed through the sparse forest, never losing sight of the illuminated rooms.
 
“I wonder where this path goes. It seems like it’s just a bunch of twists and turns.”
Autumn was lagging behind as they ascended a small incline. “What if there’s a bear or something out here?”
“Then you’ll have to protect me!” Cameron knew her expression without looking. “We’re not going deep into the woods or anything. We’ll be fine.”
“We’ve been going for like 10 minutes. Maybe we should just cut through and head-“ Autumn stopped abruptly. “What is that?”
 
Cameron paused, staring at the spot until her eyes adjusted. She could see something sitting in the path behind them. Cameron clicked on her phone’s flashlight to inspect the mid-sized animal. It was bipedal, with olive-green skin and two quivering feelers that sat out from its body. The creature’s mouth had no teeth, opening with a slimy noise as it lurched forward. Both girl’s shrieked as they ran from the monster.
 
A strong kick from behind sent Cameron onto the ground. Out of breath, she couldn’t scream, rolling over to see the monster crouching down and extending its feelers along her body. Her phone was on the ground, illuminating the area as the creature inspected her. She whimpered as the feelers slipped beneath her leggings, rolling them down as it ran its cold, slimy lips upon her bare skin.
 
Trees cracked as Autumn plowed through the woods, leaving Cameron to her fate. She caught her breath, huffing as she felt the monster’s feelers slip into her vagina. It pressed deeply before moving its mouth closer and connecting to her hole. It felt immensely wet down there as she watched the creature’s beady eyes. She tried to yell, but no sound came out.
 
The creature slid the feelers out and wrapped them around her muscular thighs. It was surprisingly strong for its size, keeping her legs open as it leaned back, still connected to her vagina. A blast of warm fluid sprayed into her. Cameron scrunched her nose in disgust as the flowing water rushed inside her body. After a short time she felt a tightness in her abdomen and lifted her shirt. She whimpered as she looked upon her expanding tummy.
 
The flow of liquid stopped and she noticed a small bulge form in the appendage. She realized that the connection wasn’t a mouth. She felt an object push her wider, slipping deeper as another one came. Cameron gasped and groaned as multiple orbs moved up her vagina and into her belly. It seemed like a scene from a horror film and she prayed that she wouldn’t have something pop out of her chest. She pulled her shirt higher and took hold of her unrestrained breasts, pulling them aside to inspect for any movement beneath her skin. Luckily she didn’t see anything trying to get out of her… yet. 
 
Feeling the eggs collecting inside her, she slapped and kicked the monster, trying to get it to detach by any means possible. She stopped abruptly as it let out a low groan, clearly warning that it could hurt her. Her fists relaxed as she decided to wait until the monster finished, hoping she would be alive when it was over. The pressure built as countless eggs gathered in her vagina and she felt the pressure moving upwards. She waved her hands frantically as she felt a sharp pain building in her core.
 
The eggs continued to push in and soon she felt them opening what she had to guess was her womb. A few slipped in and then suddenly the pain faded. Her belly swelled farther. It added more water and for a moment she could feel the eggs bouncing internally before more slipped in. She clenched her eyes shut as she felt the mass growing. The creature groaned, packing every egg it could fit into her belly until no space remained. She felt pain as it tried to shove one final egg into her pussy, pushing it in only to have it slide back into the appendage. It eventually gave up and withdrew its ovipositor, allowing the egg to fall on the ground. The monster made a quiet noise and moved to her other available hole.
 
Water came again, and this time it was more forceful. She grit her teeth as the liquid blasted up her ass and made her belly grow even larger. She took a constant line of eggs and nothing she could do would stop the monster. Her stomach was massive and aching as it continued filling her. Cameron went limp as she stared up into the clear sky, seeing the stars twinkling as the creature packed her full.

Autumn ran until her muscles burned. She had no clue how far she had gone, but she couldn’t see lights anymore. She bent forward, resting upon her knees and breathing quickly. She searched for direction in the moonlight, her mind racing from what she had witnessed. What the hell was that thing? I don’t think it’s coming after me. But… what is it doing to Cameron? 
 
She stood up, wiping the sweat from her forehead, letting out a sigh of relief as she slowed her breathing. Looks like I got away while you get eaten by some fucking monster. She thought back to all of the bullying she took from her so-called friend. That’s karma, you bitch. Her vindictive thoughts passed and she felt bad for Cameron. I don’t think it was eating her, but I am not going to check. I need to get back and tell Mrs. Nelson. Then we can get the National Guard up here… Or whatever the Canadian’s have to deal with that fucking demon.
 
She walked to catch her breath, trying to stop shaking as she moved off of the path. Cameron was just jealous of my rack. Autumn fumed silently as she pushed through the foliage. She always makes comments about my butt too, I bet she just likes me. I wonder when she’ll try to make a pass at me. She abruptly realized the severity of the situation. I’m a horrible person – what if she’s really hurt. That thing seemed dangerous. I need to get back to the hotel!
 
She found a small path in the trees and followed it, overjoyed to see a light in the distance. She jogged ahead, brushing her curly hair back as she ran up the small hill. She was confused as she came to a clearing where she found an eerie yellow glow coming from the ground. She saw a smooth metal pod half buried in the dirt, with an open hatch that had numerous lights flashing inside. She inspected it, trying to understand what she was looking at. A sound distracted her and she turned to see the same alien creature standing right behind her in the dim light.
 
She squeaked in fear as she stumbled to the ground, scurrying backwards in the dirt as the creature casually approached. Autumn trembled, terrified as the alien reached out its feelers and tugged on her waistline. She rolled over and tried to scamper away, but she couldn’t move fast enough. It held her yoga pants as she pulled, revealing her ample, light-skinned ass in the moonlight.
 
Autumn fell onto her forward as something wet slid between her cheeks and poked up her asshole. She grabbed a clump of grass as she felt the unpleasant sensation of water spraying up her behind. She raised up to her knees and it followed. She looked back to see the monster firmly attached to her broad ass, staring with small black eyes. She shook frantically and whined, but the creature only held tighter. She yelped as she felt objects expanding her asshole, mixing with the water inside her. The pain lessened after countless balls slid into her butt and now it just felt strange.
 
Her loose-fitting shirt was pulled tight upon her stomach, and soon it rolled up as her midsection continued to fill with small, round objects. Her belly ached as it expanded, growing large enough to brush against the cool soil beneath her. She reached up to strike the monster, but it shook her hips wildly to keep her complacent. Her chubby frame shook, making her fight for balance. Her breasts felt warm as they sagged with sudden weight. They grew large enough to press against her arms and she could feel their heat through the thin shirt. She reached up to touch her belly, feeling the small bulges pushing from within. Autumn regretted all those nasty thoughts she had before, wishing that Cameron had found some way to escape this terrible situation.

The group’s first day went well, seeing the sights in a foreign place. It was no New York or Paris, but it was still fun to experience a big city. Anna always loved learning about different cultures, and it made her happy that Cameron got sick. She can’t ruin our trip by doing something stupid. It’s too bad Autumn got sick as well, but I guess it’s her payback for hanging around that bitch. They ate dinner at a Vietnamese restaurant before heading back to the hotel, drained from the events.
 
The girls played a board game with Mrs. Nelson to wind down. Hope and Laiken bowed out just before 10 and then Mrs. Nelson decided to take a shower. Anna passed the time reading a thriller about an abducted woman. She was getting to a good part when her chaperone came out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel. Her eyes followed along as the fresh-scented thirty-something woman searched for clothes. Her warm, damp shoulders flexing as she picked through her luggage. Anna breathed heavily, catching a quick peek of her coach’s upper thigh as her towel pulled tight across her rump.
 
Mrs. Nelson caught her staring, hastily pulling her towel tighter as she stepped back into the bathroom and closed the door. Anna was incredibly embarrassed, but she couldn’t stop thinking about the woman’s body and the clean aroma. When her coach came out again she was dressed in pajamas and awkwardly making small talk.
 
“I think today was a lot of fun.” Mrs. Nelson paused, avoiding eye contact. “I think I should go check on Cameron and Autumn.”
“Wait, let me go check on them.” Anna walked to the door, nervously placing a hand on her coach’s shoulder. “You already got ready for bed, you should get some rest.” Anna smiled. “You’ll need your energy for tomorrow!”
 
Anna stepped outside, kicking herself for the awkward situation she created. Why did she have to see me? She came to the other room, knocking softly as she thought. I’ll have to tell Autumn about this, but I gotta make sure Cameron doesn’t hear. She knocked again, opening the door when no one answered.
 
“Hello?” She heard something coming from the bathroom. She passed by the cluttered beds, seeing dirty clothes wadded up on the floor. “Autumn? It’s Anna.” She nudged the bathroom door open to see her friend sitting in the bathtub, completely naked with her curly brown hair sticking to her neck. Water splashed upon her overfilled stomach and swollen tits as she jumped with shock. Her chubby body was a sight to see and it looked like she was carrying a mid-term pregnancy. Her face was red with embarrassment as she covered herself with her broad arms.
 
“Oh my god, what happened?”
“I don’t know!” Tears formed in the girl’s eyes. “I followed Cameron into the woods and some thing got us. It put eggs in us and they won’t come out!”
Anna came closer and knelt beside the tub, holding her hand. “It’s okay, you’re fine now.”
“No I’m not! What is going to happen to me when they hatch?
“I’ll go get Mrs. Nelson.”
“Wait,” She held on tightly to Anna’s hand. “Don’t leave me like this, just call someone!”
“I don’t have my phone with me. I’ll be right back, promise!” Anna left her in pain and despair as she ran to the door.
 
She stepped through the door and bumped into Cameron, stumbling back after hitting the sturdy, overloaded girl. She was frozen with fear as Cameron’s soft hand took her arm. She was stronger, but Cameron used her weight and nudity to force her onto the ground. They tumbled into the grass beside the building. The filled girl straddled her, looking down with a hint of malice in her eyes. She pinned Anna until she was weak from struggling.
 
Cameron looked behind her, seeing something in the moonlight. She got up and pulled Anna by the ankle. She brought her to the hose coiled on the side of the building and yanked her bottoms away. She moved the panties aside as she brought the end of the hose down and forced the bulbous tip up Anna’s ass. She seemed unfazed as her victim squirmed, feeding the hose deeper as she fought.
 
She broke away and got to her feet. Anna sprinted for a few seconds before she fell, rolling clumsily from the feeling of water blasting up her butt. She groaned as she lay in the grass, cramping from the surging water. She tried to pull the hose out, but it was wedged deep in her belly and she couldn’t focus. Her fists trembled as she went rigid, feeling cool water spraying into her bowels. She lost her breath for a time, staring up at the night sky as Cameron stood over her.
 
“Don’t fight it, you’ll only make this harder.”
“What… Why are… you…?”
Cameron got lower, her breasts mashing against her belly as she knelt. “Don’t think too much.” She pulled the running hose, slowly removing it from her asshole as she spoke. “You just have to take some of these eggs.” She pulled the hose out, blasting water between Anna’s legs before plugging it into her pussy.
 
Cameron moaned as she released an egg and pushed it against Anna’s tight behind. She leaned into it, making Anna squirm as she forced the large ball into the small entrance. It took great effort, but it popped in, making Anna wiggle and grunt in agony. Cameron gave her another, moaning as she let each one out. She removed the hose, letting it spray beside them as she fed an egg into her teammate’s front hole.
 
After the first one she maneuvered into a scissoring position, touching their vaginas together before she let out more eggs. She exhaled with delight as three eggs rolled from her packed pussy, slipping into the disadvantaged girl. Anna yelped, unable to find volume as she took the large, wet eggs inside her. She felt a sudden surge of pleasure wash over her and she suddenly tensed with orgasm, feeling the objects bouncing inside her water-filled belly.
 
Opening her eyes, she watched the fair-skinned woman stand with some difficulty. She was smaller now and Anna knew she had taken a great deal of her contents. She glanced down to see her bigger breasts and distended stomach, horrified at the thought. She pushed, trying to let out the unwanted objects, but only a small amount of water came out. She could feel the sizable orbs move into place and she couldn’t muster the strength to push them past. Anna closed her legs and cried.
 
When she looked again Cameron was gone. She found a glimmer of hope, rolling over and lifting her soft, squishy body. She stepped out of her pants. Moving artlessly, she checked around the corner before waddling to their room.

“Anna?! What happened?” The chaperone helped the partially naked and swollen girl inside.
“It all happened so fast!” She sniffed, clearly shaken by the ordeal. “I just need to clean up and then I’ll explain.”
“Of course.” Mrs. Nelson helped her to the bathroom. “Just wait here and I’ll go get help.”
“No, please. Cameron and Autumn got… Just give me a second.”
“Anna, you need to tell me what happened.”
 
The girl was bottomless, displaying her sizable ass as she stumbled past. Her shirt was pulled tight upon her slightly enlarged breasts and puffed belly. Her light blonde hair spilled from her ponytail and her gloomy eyes showed something awful had happened. Her inner thighs glistened as she moved.
 
Cameron stepped into the doorway. Her belly was far larger and tighter, looking very pregnant. Her bosoms were far grander too, pulling lower due to their mass. The tall girl reached out in a rare display of vulnerability. Mrs. Nelson embraced her without much thought, stroking her back to comfort her. 
 
She abruptly pulled away, confused by the firmness in the girl’s stomach. “What is… in there?”
“My babies, Connie.” Cameron gave an unsettling smile as she grabbed her coach’s arm. “You’ll see soon.” She covered her coach’s mouth as she whispered into her ear. “Be quiet or I’ll hurt you.”
 
Connie thought about the girls in the other rooms. She nodded, knowing that she didn’t want to involve the others in any way with this strange situation. We’ll figure this out and no one else will have to know. She followed as Cameron brought her to the other side of the room. She pulled her pajama bottoms down and bent her over by the table. She opened a case of water bottles they brought and unscrewed the cap before shoving one into her chaperone’s unprepared behind.
 
“Don’t struggle, Connie. You need to be prepared.” Cameron forced her to drink another bottle from behind.
“Prepared? What is this?! You need to stop and we can just act like this never happened!” She gripped the table’s edge, seeing Anna standing at the entrance to the bathroom.
 
Another empty bottle fell onto the carpet, and a third drained into Mrs. Nelson’s ass. She took it begrudgingly, hearing her belly groaning from the forced enema. She took more, but she was distracted by the sight of Anna masturbating as she watched. She wanted to chide the girl, but then she thought about what was happening. She raised up and spun around before another bottle could go in. She looked into Cameron’s angry eyes and tried to stare her down.
 
“You will stop this right- Ooh!“ She squeaked as the girl put the neck of the bottle into her pussy and squeezed. She let out a gasp as the girl set her jaw, watching her take the fluid.
“You’re going to be a good girl like Anna.” Cameron whispered. “You’re going to take my eggs.”
 
She tensed, letting out an egg from her ass and pushing it into her coach’s pussy. Mrs. Nelson had trouble accepting it, but she barely struggled. She took another and another before Cameron eased her around and back over, this time going over a small dining chair. Cameron opened the woman’s ass and lined her excited pussy up, releasing a line of tennis ball sized eggs into the older woman’s rump.
 
Mrs. Nelson sprayed some water from her pussy as she took the unexpected deposit, whimpering as she fought through the wracking pain. She heard a wet noise and gasping as Anna sank to the floor, having an intense finish as she watched her suffering through the insertions. Cameron was also enjoying it, moving her hips as she let another egg pass through her loins and into the chaperone’s packed ass.
 
Cameron grunted as she let another egg out, but it quickly came back. She pushed it through again, feeling her lower lips swell as it tried to pass. Mrs. Nelson was fighting it, using the previous egg to block the path. Cameron reached down and poked a finger into Connie’s vagina, finding her g-spot. She worked it vigorously as she pushed and this time the egg rolled through, nestling into her unwilling coach. She pulled her finger out and stepped away, leaving Mrs. Nelson to endure the pain without any release.

“Must be one hell of a sickness.”
“Yeah, think they’ll be able to play tomorrow?”
Laiken shrugged. “If not, we get to have some fun by ourselves! Can’t play a match with just two.”
“I guess.” Hope grinned. “I’m going to go check in with Mrs. Nelson before we go.”
“Okay, I’ll meet you down there.” 
 
The small, fit girl trotted through the grass and Hope couldn’t resist a quick glance at her toned behind. They were heading to a nearby basketball court and they didn’t have much else in the form of active wear, so they wore their volleyball uniforms – dark green tops with black shorts that hugged their bodies tightly. Hope pulled her mind from such deviant thoughts and knocked on the door marked with a 2.
 
She peeked in to see Mrs. Nelson lying in bed with a blanket bunched over her chest. Hope came in and explained where they were going. The coach nodded, sweating as she let out a tired response. Hope wished her well and turned to leave. She recoiled at the sight of Cameron emerging from the other room, moving to block the exit.
 
The big-chested pregnant girl stomped forward with a dangerous glare. Her stomach was packed full of something that caused dimples to form. Hope held out a hand as she backed away, asking for Cameron to stop. Hope bumped against the bed and nearly fell, pulling some of the blanket from her coach. Mrs. Nelson showed grief as she tugged the blanket back into place. Hope was horrified to see that she also had an enormous stomach, filled with something unknown.
 
“Keep away from me! We need to call an ambulance!” Hope backed against the wall, eying the door.
“Get her.”
 
Autumn appeared from the bathroom, tackling Hope onto the empty bed. She smothered the girl beneath her tits before raising up and pinning her arms beneath her thick legs. She thrust her trimmed bush into her face as Cameron waltzed closer. Hope gasped as she looked up, seeing something peeking from Autumn’s spread pussy. She could make out something small through the semi-transparent orb and she could see it moving.
 
“Oh my god, stop this! You need-“ Autumn pushed down, forcing the girl’s face into her trimmed snatch. Her green eyes grew as she felt Cameron touching her below.
Autumn raised up giving her a moment to breathe. “Just do what she says and we’ll all be fine.” Autumn pushed down again, feeling the girl’s nose tickling her clit. “You can kiss it down there if you want.”
 
Hope continued struggling as Cameron removed her shorts, raised her legs, and put her face between her them. She let out a muffled scream as she felt the mean girl’s tongue exploring her pussy. She was able to get another breath as the tongue moved lower, poking into her asshole. She used her fingers too, spreading both holes open painfully wide as Autumn rode her face. She could see the egg above her move when she lifted, but it was nestled in place, unable to escape from Autumn’s tight pussy.
 
The sensations below stopped as Cameron went to the other room, digging though Autumn’s luggage. She returned with a bottle of fluorescent green Aloe vera gel. She flicked it open and shoved the tip into Hope’s slit. She felt the cool goo push in and she stopped struggling. When Autumn rose she pleaded for them to stop, but they only scoffed. Cameron switched holes and emptied most of the bottle into her asshole.
 
She threw the crumpled bottle aside and got up, keeping Hope’s legs spread as she pressed her privates against hers. Autumn sat back onto her chest, watching her expression as Cameron forced an egg into her victim. She huffed, having great difficulty passing the object from her pliable slit. Cameron grit her teeth and tried again, gasping as she felt the baseball sized egg pop out of her loins. It sat between them, nudging Hope’s lips apart before Cameron stepped down and took it in her hand. She worked it back and forth, pressing it in with her weight.
 
The egg forced her open, causing Hope to shriek and jump away as it nestled inside her vagina. She lifted Autumn up for a moment, surprising the girl as she came to rest on her belly. Hope was in immense pain, but still trapped upon the bed. She fought back tears, looking to her coach for some form of assistance. The older woman only watched, totally drained from her own burden. Her swollen body no longer covered as she lay in discomfort. She showed tinges of pain as her belly moved, and her bush showed from between her open legs.
 
Hope was weak and unable to fight. The chubby girl put her arms out for support, easily overpowering her at every opportunity. Her stern eyes told her to give up and now Hope listened. She went limp as she heard Cameron release another egg, lining that against her asshole. She worked it around, making sure to lubricate the hole as it opened. Hope clenched her jaw as her ass pulled apart. She tried to prepare for the pain, but it was still too intense. She howled as she felt the massive ball sliding up and into her butt.
 
Cameron didn’t hesitate, feeding her ass another almost immediately. This one was easier to start, but it forced the first one deeper, causing her insides to ache from the forced insertion. She begged them to stop, but no one even acknowledged her. Once that egg was firmly in place she felt another going into her pussy. She slammed her head into the mattress, overcome by pain as the bulky girl looked down upon her. The egg moved on its own, sucked in by her tensing vagina muscles. Hope was startled by the soft finger touching her clit.
 
She gave Autumn an urging glare as her head cocked to the side. She couldn’t see Autumn’s hands, but she knew she was the culprit. “Don’t!”
“Why not? I’m helping you through it.”
“Stop. Right now!” Hope was furious. “I will not let you-“
 
She involuntarily flinched, making the eggs push farther. An orgasm came over her in an instant, making her gasp loudly. She was nearly in tears from the intensity and it was hard to distinguish the good feelings from the bad. “Stop, stop, stop.” A wet noise came from her loins as she yelled out. The ache was far more intense now, and she tried to push the eggs out, but Cameron inserted a finger into each hole, making them go back into her depths.
 
“Didn’t you always say winners never quit?” Cameron laughed.

Laiken shot some baskets with a few locals before heading back. She knocked on the door and came in when she didn’t get a response. “I was waiting-“ She was stunned by the scene as she closed the door. 
 
Cameron lifted some kind of egg from between her legs and casually inserted it into Hope, who was lying despondently upon the bed. She let out a moan, her full belly tensing as she took it. Cameron let out another and brought it to Autumn, wiggling it up into her pussy as she stood against the wall. She took it more begrudgingly, crinkling her nose as the pain passed. She gasped and whimpered as the wet egg plopped onto the floor.
 
Cameron scooped it up, glaring at Laiken as she walked to the chaperone and rammed the egg up her butt, making a sloppy wet noise as it was sucked inside. Their coach let out a silent moan, shifting in the covers as her midsection gurgled and roiled. She seemed to be enjoying it.
 
Through the bathroom door, Laiken could see Anna sprawled out in the tub, her full stomach vibrating as things moved inside of it. Her blonde hair was a mess and her expression showed surprising relaxation. It was a jarring to find all of her teammates naked and somehow pregnant. Laiken didn’t even notice when Cameron came up behind her.
 
“You’re the last one.”
“I-I don’t understand.” Laiken fumbled for words.
“The others were just helping me handle my children, but you… I always wanted you.”
“Cameron.” The gravity of the situation struck her finally. She reached into her pocket and tried to dial on her phone.
“No!” Cameron pulled her phone away, relieved to see it wasn’t dialing. “You just need to trust me.” She set the phone on the counter. “I’ve always wanted to feel your firm ass.” She groped the nervous girl, pressing her swollen, sweaty body against her. “You’ve always stood up to me and I fucking love it!” She put her head down, giving the small, tight-bodied girl a kiss on the lips.
 
Laiken pushed away, shaking with fear. “I’m… I’m not sure what’s happening, but something is wrong and you need to let me call someone.”
The buxom woman caught an egg that she let out of her ass, offering it with a smile. “They just want their babies to live. Help us and no one gets hurt. Autumn and I can’t take them alone.”
“What… is that?”
“A visitor gave them to us.” Autumn spoke sheepishly.
“You can’t expect me to put that inside of my body.” Laiken was disgusted by the thought.
“Hold him. Look at him.” Cameron handed her the egg.
 
The small creature in the center turned and shifted. It stopped to stare at her, look at her with two black dots as its mouth hung open. She was fascinated by the creature, knowing that it wasn’t from this world. She seemed calmed by its presence and she suddenly had the urge to protect it. She stared for a long time before she nodded to Cameron. “You’re right, I have to. Put him in me.”
 
“I knew you’d come around.” Cameron pulled her volleyball shorts down and started licking her shaven mound.
 
Laiken thought it was very strange, but she couldn’t take her eyes off of the creature in the egg. She felt excitement building down below as the girl she despised lifted her leg and licked both holes. Autumn went outside and spent a few minutes before returning, fishing a garden hose through the partially open window. Laiken handed the egg to its original mother, placing her hands upon the cream-colored tile wall. She spread her legs and waited.
 
Autumn put the tip of the nozzle into her pussy and twisted it on, squirting a forceful blast into her loins. Some splashed out, but she relaxed enough to collect some inside. She removed it and reinserted it into her ass, feeding it deeper as it shot cool, airy water into her stomach.
 
Turning around, Laiken opened her legs wider, urging Cameron to insert the egg. She set her jaw, squinting her eyes as she felt the orb opening her below. It was much wider than she intended, opening her to the limit. The sudden pain caused her to pull away to recover. She breathed quickly before trying again, lowering her hips as Cameron forced it upwards. Her wet pussy opened wider and wider, but again she couldn’t take it. Laiken was determined, though.
 
“Give it all you’ve got. I need it in me!” Laiken begged, moving lower. “I have to… take… ah!
 
The large sphere popped in and Laiken sprang away, cursing and grumbling as she stomped upon the tiled floor. The hose was still in her, trailing from her butt as she paced. She didn’t seem to mind it, only focusing on the pain from the insertion. Her muscular body shifted as she came to a stop, finally dealing with the pain in her vagina.
 
“Why the fuck am I doing this?” She asked as she looked to Autumn.
The bulky brunette pushed an egg from her loins, holding it up for her to see. “Want another?”
 
Laiken was confused, her emotions changing as she stared at the embryo. She took the egg and worked it into her pussy. This one was far easier to insert, but it still caused her tiny body immense pain. She had been teased about her small chest and lack of curves, but now her breasts were full and her hips were noticeably wider. Her stomach puffed out immensely from the water and large eggs in her belly. She casually pulled the hose from her ass and turned it off before dropping it by her feet.
 
“Give me another.”
 
Both girls released an egg, holding them up to the eager young girl. Laiken bent down and spread her ass, awaiting their entrance. She felt the first one open her someone readied asshole, but she had to pull away. She bent forward and grabbed her ankles, telling them to just force them in. She held her breath as the surprisingly resilient orb sat against her hole. Cameron slammed it in, taking Laiken suddenly. She launched upright, covering her ass and instantly regretting the idea. She tried to push it back out, but it wouldn’t come free.
 
Autumn came up and found the right spot between her cheeks. Laiken pressed against the wall, telling her to stop, but she didn’t seem to listen. Another egg forced her virgin asshole apart, moving up on its own and causing her overwhelming pain. She screamed, moving to the other side of the room as they watched with broad smiles.
 
No one came to inspect the noise. Perhaps it was thanks to the two uninhabited rooms around them, or perhaps it was the unsavory establishment. They all rested, drifting in and out of consciousness as they slept together. Everyone crowded onto the beds except for Anna, who never got out of the bathtub. They didn’t need to use the bathroom for some reason and a day passed before they could function again. It was the fourth night when they all stirred, deciding to head outside.
 
Six heavily pregnant girls exited the room, heading into the shadows as they moved away from the motel. They walked a long distance on bare feet, uncertain of the destination. They came upon a river bank, seeing the moon reflecting in its reasonably still water. They walked through the sand and stepped into the dark water.
 
They all felt movement inside as they went chest deep. With numerous gasps and grunts, the ladies waited as the creatures inside them wriggled free, slithering from their lower entrances and into the river. None of them spoke as they felt their children spill out into the world and they didn’t seem to mind the chill of the waters.
 
Their minds cleared as they got out of the water. They talked, but it was certainly very guarded after the shared encounter. Laiken took the lead, as Anna and Cameron helped their coach along. It took some time and some patience, but they found the motel and went to their rooms. The next day they gathered around Mrs. Nelson, looking to her for answers about the night before.
 
“I… I don’t know.” She looked to the others, nodding. “I think if we try to tell anyone then they’ll think we’re crazy.”
“But, more of those things are out there now, thanks to us!”
“Yeah, but I saw something out there that makes me think that it won’t be a problem.” Autumn showed sincerity.
“I agree. I felt a bond with those things.”
“Maybe… we could see if they are still in the woods.” Cameron spoke playfully, looking to the others. “Maybe go for more?”
“But, we have our game tomorrow! It’s the whole reason we came!”
All the girls looked around for the other’s response until Laiken broke the silence. “Fuck that, I want a souvenir to take home.” She could tell they agreed.

Triple X

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Stepping through the cool, wet sand, Katherine stripped away her oxygen tank and excess gear. It felt fantastic to shed the weight, but the sunlight felt uncomfortably hot on her exposed skin. Gorgeous and vibrant, the beach was something right out of a fantasy. It was rare to find a location like this unspoiled by tourists, but the jungle ahead was known to be dangerous. I wish Abbey was here. Hopefully she got a good view on her way in.

They were somewhere in the Philippines and reports told of an expansive outdoor drug operation that also dealt in some sort of secret experiment. She charged ahead with her weapon ready, feeling her tits bouncing awkwardly as she sprinted for the tree line. Her lavender bikini did little to protect her from the foliage, but it certainly helped her stay cool. She knew she would be obvious if someone saw her fair skin moving through the palm trees, so she slowed down when she came close to the suspected area. Creeping along, she found the spot their contact informed them about. Mantis was helping again, in spite of the questionable information from before.

Katherine hopped into the narrow trench, following it deeper into the jungle. She came upon an open area, with tables set up and stacks of processed drugs piled high. It unnerved her, as no one seemed to be guarding such a large stash. Ignoring the drug packs, she found a table filled with correspondence. She found a letter talking about Oxanna and how she met her demise. Signed by a woman named Sveta, it promised assistance against foreign agents. Katherine found many letters talking about her exploits. 

She was able to read most of the languages, but one was in code. Katherine took a photo of the notes using her prototype retinal camera and headed down another trench. They weren’t sure what was awaiting them here, but the lack of people made her uneasy.

“Boom.” Lyla looked down from above, her massive breasts barely restrained by her bikini top. The woman’s heavily highlighted eyes smiled as she held her rifle against her flat stomach. “This seems like a trap, doesn’t it?”
“It does.” Katherine agreed, sensing some concern in her colleague’s usually confident voice. “I don’t hear any birds, do you?”

Lyla shook her head, jumping down into the trench. Her top-heavy body rebounded as she walked ahead, her shapely ass shifting as she led the way. Katherine had to admit that she looked good, but her personality was a little too much for her at times. The two scantily clad ladies made their way through the pathways finding the meeting point without trouble. Abbey nodded at their approach as she listened to their other companions discussing what to do next.

The rosy-cheeked blonde girl scanned the area, holding her pistol at her side. “They wouldn’t abandon the place and leave all the drugs. We were expecting heavy resistance, so it has to be something big that pulled them away.”
“Or it’s a trap.” Lyla cut in.
“Maybe, but why wait now.” Taylor looked around. “This would be a perfect space to ambush us.”
“Or maybe something killed them.” The older agent suggested. “Maybe we should see what’s down there.” The tall and slender middle-eastern woman stepped up to an open hatch, listening to a faint sound coming from within. “I think I heard a scream.”
Lyla put her assault rifle against her shoulder as walked past, moving casually down the steps. “Be ready for anything.”

All five women moved with care, keeping space as they kept in formation. They all watched different angles, making sure to clear each cell they passed. The room at the end of the hall was much bigger and there they saw an unexpected sight.

A woman made of slime squatted over an unconscious man, directing his arms up and in between her legs. The woman looked to them, raising up as the frantic man was pulled into her loins. The slime woman was shapely, with an hourglass figure, but her lack of expression made her intimidating. She moved ahead and Lyla was the first to open fire, barely causing the creature to flinch. The others joined in, blasting at her chest. The bullets slowed her, but they made no lasting damage.

The creature turned its attention to Taylor, running ahead as it failed to evade the gunfire. The slime trembled and fell at her feet, splashing onto her legs. They stopped firing, uncertain of what to do as the slime toyed with them. As expected, the slime reformed into a hand around Taylor’s ankle before moving up her legs. She tried to back away, but the ooze followed and continued the climb.

Without any of the usual methods to combat the slime, they could only watch as it pulled Taylor’s swimsuit down. It pushed upward and into both of her lower entrances. The less seasoned girl dropped her weapon, trying to push the slime from her legs. The sticky slime trapped her arms at her sides, leaving her helpless as it filled her.

“Do something, please!” The girl’s bright blue eyes looked to them for some sort of assistance. She pulled, unable to break free as her one-piece swimsuit expanded around the midsection. She had no clue what was happening, her blonde ponytail whipping as she struggled.

Her tight bathing suit pulled lower, showing her cleavage as it strained. It was visibly digging into her shoulders, pulled out on her expanding belly. She let out a pained grunt as the straps snapped one by one, and then the bottom tore through. Her modestly sized breasts were exposed and the blue swimsuit pulled tight once again as her rapidly filling stomach grew. A rip formed down the sides and soon it fell away entirely, leaving the captured woman fully naked before her companions.

“What the hell do we do?” Abbey looked to her lover. “We can’t just stand here!”
Katherine nodded, searching for something to aid them. The desolate room had clothing and weapons scattered across the floor and she could see that they had started sacrificing captives, but soon the insatiable slime creature took out the guards. She knew how difficult it was to contain the creature, so it probably picked off everyone it could find and devoured them.

But it’s not eating her… It’s going into her. It only eats men. Before she could share her epiphany she turned back to see Abbey’s leg enveloped in the slime. Oh no. Katherine was at a loss of how to stop it. Lyla fired a few useless shots at the ground, frustrated at the futility of her actions.

The other woman had the best idea, using some deserted clothing to delay the creature. It did slow the ooze, but soon it was sucking the clothes upward inside of the tendrils of slime, moving them into its victim as it filled her. Taylor expanded quickly, growing outward as her sagging belly and expanding ass gave her stability. Her midsection swelled as slime collected in her belly. She was beyond chubby, but her skin was tight and rounded. Her breasts grew finally, drooping downward as the foreign fluid found every nook to hide in her small body.

“Heep meee. Iss too muusssh.” Taylor’s speech was slow and slurred as the slime bubbled up her throat. She gulped, choking back the fluid that tried to escape through her mouth. The girl looked terrified as she stood, held in place by the greenish blob around her lower body. Her beautifully maintained and toned body was puffed up like a balloon. Her breasts wobbled as they rolled aside, hanging to the sides as her vast stomach rounded.

Some started to slide up and into Abbey’s privates now, but she wasn’t as important to the slime girl. Abbey was able to move, albeit slowly and awkwardly as blobs of slime flowed up her leg and into her ass. She stopped, grunting as she took a big push, feeling it snake through her intestines and into her belly. Katherine knew her experience helped, but it was never pleasant to feel a slimy blob forcing its way up your ass.

Taylor sank back into the slime. It held her up with a few pillars of green goop as it delivered more of its body mass into her lower holes. She was huge and still growing. 
“My god. Her ass cheeks are bigger than my head.” Lyla spoke with awe.
“She can’t take much more!” The foreign operative was shocked by the scene. She hadn’t been involved in the past experiences with the slime and seeing a woman being inflated by green goo was something she hadn’t expected to see in her life. “What if we lead it away from her with something? What does it want?”
“It wants our ass!” Abbey grumbled, taking another sizable glob of slime.
“Sashi’s right. Let’s lead it.” Katherine slid off her patterned bikini bottoms and set her pistol down. “Over here!” She wiggled her ass to entice the monster.

A tendril of slime moved along the floor, tracing a path to her as she moved away. The goo wrapped around her ankle and moved up her leg. It opened her trim butt and poked into her asshole. Katherine continued away, but she felt it in her belly already, swelling larger by the second. Her sneer changed to horror as she caught a glimpse of Taylor.

The young agent was filled to the brim, her entire body showing the weight of the fluid inside. Her abdomen distended showing minor stretch marks around the bottom. She was wider and larger, her rump was bigger, now pressed against the floor and spreading outward due to her mass. Her breasts were visibly heavy, but they had rounded with the lighter-colored nipples poking outward. She bared her teeth as she struggled to take more of the goo.

Her meaty legs sat open, revealing a green feeler that continued working itself into her obscured lower entrances. Her thick thighs led to broad legs and even her feet had grown larger. That meant the slime was invading her body in more subtle ways too. Her arms grew, but oddly enough most of the mass was focused lower in the poor girl’s body. She burped as slime pushed up her throat and filled her cheeks. 

Taylor frantically waved her arms as she tipped backward, no longer held by the goo. She hit the floor and instantly burst apart, showering the other girls in slime. Very little remained of Taylor’s body as the slime creature quickly dissolved anything it found. Now they all had the slime forming upon them. It connected together and started filling all the women as they tried to move.

“Oh my lord!” Sashi screamed. “She’s dead!”
“And we will be next if we don’t figure a way out of this!” Lyla snapped, tugging away as a blob of roaming slime disappeared beneath her bikini bottom.
“Okay, okay, we just need to spread it thin. Maybe if we all take some then it will run out of mass.”
“Okay,” Katherine grunted as she drug herself forward, “Everyone go in opposite directions.”

Lyla, being the most mobile, trudged to the doorway, walking into the hall before the creature realized her plan. It sent huge balls of slime along the tendril connected to her. It swelled just inside her ass, keeping the connection as the feeler lifted from the ground. She gasped as the goo accumulated in her ass and now she felt it crawling into her pussy too. Lyla’s already large breasts pushed down against the bikini top, with her soft skin peeking around the sides. The top only barely covered her nipples as her chest grew.

The hefty mammaries strained against the fabric and one of the tied straps came undone. This put too much strain on the other straps, causing them to cut into her skin before they tore apart. The bikini top shot away, leaving her swollen boobs to sway freely. She fell forward, mostly catching herself with her hands. Her large bosoms hit the ground, though, and she felt the pain as they pressed between her and the ground.

She was tethered to the slime monster, and due to the size of her massive tits, she couldn’t move any farther. Lyla tugged harder, but she had to give up. The packed ball of slime in her rectum forced her to stop as it fed more and more into her curvy body. She showed her teeth as she put her hands aside for support, resting mainly on her bountiful tits. Her stomach looked heavily pregnant, and her butt grew rounder and softer. She was forced to wait in the middle of the hallway, hoping that she wouldn’t explode like the other girl.

Abbey had gone a short distance, plopping down near the edge of the room. She watched from her side as her already chubby body took more of the thick slime. She had to move her arm so it didn’t get pinned beneath her expanding breasts. They pulled down, collecting upon the ground and obscuring her view of the rest of her body. She knew Katherine was getting a good view of her ample backside. She felt her thick belly too, and by the look of her chunky arms, she knew she had gotten bigger than she realized.

Katherine made it to the opposite wall, sitting back as she watched bulges rolling towards her along the tendril of slime. She felt them enter her, pushing into both of her entrances. She was used to the process, but it still felt strange. The liquid made noise as it rose higher and came to rest in her stomach. Glug, glug, glug. She felt a sudden cramp as her belly growled angrily. Her bikini strained and quickly ripped as her body expanded.

She hoisted her expanding tits, letting them roll past her arms. She knew she might pop like the other girl, but she knew she was immobile now and nothing she could do would help. She moaned as she slid lower on the wall, having difficulty breathing with such a heavy chest. She saw that her arms were twice as thick and her legs grew broad as well. She was surprised to see Abbey was still growing too. That’s when she looked at her chest and had a thought. We’re able to take more since we were inflated before. She had assumed it before, but this was proof.

Both her and Abbey, and probably Lyla who was out of sight, had grown larger than Taylor. Abbey was enormous, with a monumental ass that looked kissable and soft, tensing from time to time. Katherine inspected her swollen fingers before reaching down to feel her full stomach. It was round and pulled tight, but she knew she could take more. She only hoped that she would outlast the monster.

Sashi was the last to be violated and she was also at the opposite edge of the room, able to see all the other girls growing to ridiculous proportions. She was astonished to see how large their bodies had grown in different areas. Lyla was brought down by her massive tits, Abbey’s ass was taller than she had been before, and Katherine was all around puffed out, looking swollen and springy. All the women took a crazy amount of the slime and now she was getting filled too.

Letting out a distressed groan, Sashi opened her legs wider, feeling the intruder entering her faster now. She leaned on her knees, not even trying to resist the slime. Her stomach squished at this angle and soon her smaller breasts ballooned and rolled lower. Her toned ass also filled, sagging down and becoming more pliable. She had been in great shape before this, but now she looked fat and squishy.

Despair took hold as she looked upon her full figure. Her arms had doubled in size and her bloated belly peeked beneath her bulging breasts. She had worked all her life to stay thin and now it was all gone. Then she remembered that she might share Taylor’s fate. She looked to the others, trying to get their attention. “How is it still filling us?!” Sashi howled as the goo slid up her pussy.

“All those men it ate.” Katherine paused to endure her own unwanted sensations. “It must have stored the energy somehow.”
“We can’t… I can’t handle much more!” Sashi’s plush lips opened in agony. Suddenly a tendril shot into her mouth, filling her from a third angle. Her throat bulged as slime trailed down and into her distended belly.

Katherine touched her tongue to the implant in her tooth, sending out an emergency call. “Uh, P, we have a situation here.” 
“Don’t you always? What can I do for you, K?” It was always strange to hear someone responding through vibrations in your ear canal.
Katherine explained the situation to their associate back home. “We don’t have the pills and our bodies can’t take the rest of it.”
“Hmmm. Find something to plug up Sashi.”

Katherine could only lean from side to side, but she was able to grab a discarded helmet from the ground. She got Sashi’s attention and tossed it to her. She gave a confused look, as no one else heard P’s response. “We have to plug you up!” Katherine explained, “use that to cover your butt and… grab that flashlight for the front.”

Sashi shook her head, but after another forced gulp of slime, she complied. The determined woman reached low and pushed the simple olive-colored helmet through the slime’s path, having it press in between her cheeks. She proceeded to slip the end of the large flashlight into her vagina, plugging herself and denying the slime entrance through that hole too. She raised both hands to cover her mouth, effectively halting the green goop from easily entering her body. She pinched her nose, holding her breath until the slime receded from her face, pulling back to the main blob in the center of the room. She thought she was safe until the feeler behind her gave repeated strong pushes. She pushed back, trying to maintain balance.

She drew in a quick breath and shrieked in agony. The helmet abruptly disappeared into her asshole with a very loud sucking noise. Sashi shot ahead clenching her legs partially closed as she landed hard on her filled midsection. She screamed, writhing in pain as her expanded body rolled from side to side, her big arms trying to cover her wide rump. Katherine could only imagine the suffering she endured from having a full-sized helmet forced up her ass. At least the flashlight will stay in place now.

The slime had completely given up on her, turning its attention to Abbey. Luckily there were many items strewn upon the floor from the sacrificed soldiers and civilians. Abbey took some more slime before she scrambled to find plugs. Using the help of the flowing slime, she slipped an ammo clip into her pussy, feeling it wedge in place enough to deter the flow. Then she found an entrenching tool. She opened the small shovel and covered her broad ass, praying that she wouldn’t have that big, sharp metal end rammed up her ass. Abbey covered her mouth and held the spade in the way of her asshole. This time the slime didn’t even try, pulling back to fill another woman.

Lyla had watched the others, finding a canteen to block her entrance. She turned it sideways hoping to stop it from slipping in like Sashi’s had, but she immediately felt her asshole opening wider. She tried to pull it away, but it was caught in the path of the forceful tendril of slime. Lyla raised her ass high, grunting in distress as the object wedged in her butt. She tried to push it out, but the slime only forced it deeper. Her pussy was dripping wet, allowing that feeler of slime to move in more easily. She reeled from the pain, reaching down to cover her pussy with her hand.

The dampness and the pressure sucked her hand inside, forcing Lyla to fist herself as the slime tried to move past the blockage. She quickly covered her mouth as another tendril of slime tried to find another way in. She clenched her eyes and held her breath, knowing the slime could get in from any orifice, but it gave up as it did with the others. Receding and leaving a large amount packed into her belly.

Lyla kept her mouth covered as she moved her hand in and out. She was too excited to stop, pumping her fist into her slippery pussy. She let out a muffled moan as her legs trembled, cumming faster than expected from the pained pleasure. It felt more intense than anything she had felt before and her tightly pulled skin only added to the feeling. She composed herself enough to look back and see Sashi watching with judgmental eyes.

“You feel more after you’ve had the slime in you. It’s fucking phenomenal!”
“How can you enjoy this? It forced its way into you!”
“I’m just making the best out of a bad situation.” Lyla used her long, meaty legs to spin herself slightly. “Now what, Evans?” She called around the corner.

Katherine was the last one to be filled, already immobile from taking so much. She expanded evenly and larger than the others, with breasts the size of beach balls and an ass to match. She sat against the wall with a rounded belly and tight rolls at her sides. Her expansive thighs connected to swollen legs and her expansive shoulders led to fleshy arms. She could be considered far beyond obese, but her stretched skin made it seem healthy. Her lack of movement said otherwise.

Her ginger hair fell upon her expansive chest, drawing attention to her light pink, plate-sized areolas. Her nipples poked out, showing that her tits had reached their fill. Her thick neck and puffed-out cheeks also told how much she had taken already. Her seductive gray eyes showed that she was enjoying the process, but it was evident she wasn’t able to take enough. She clenched as she tried to reach down to block her entrance, but her arms were too swollen. She couldn’t come close to reaching one of the discarded objects upon the floor.

The green woman reformed in the center of the room. She was a lighter shade of green now and nearly a foot shorter. She gave a malicious smile as she walked to Katherine, with her arms stretched out, connecting to the tendrils filling the inflated woman. She withdrew the feeler from Katherine’s ass and brought it high, edging it through her lips and driving it down her throat. She stood over her victim, enjoying her superiority over her enemy.

“Hold on, they’re almost there.” The voice resonated in her ear, sounding almost dreamlike.

There was nothing she could do, watching as the woman made of slime pushed even more fluid into her body. Katherine’s belly churned and gurgled as it reached its breaking point. She was stuck in position now and any movement might cause her skin to tear. She had trouble breathing as the thick goo rolled down her throat. Her thoughts blurred as she realized this might be the end of her colorful life.

A shadow appeared behind the slime girl and Katherine was amazed to see Sashi leaning upon the wall. The bulky woman grabbed the arm of slime and pulled it from Katherine’s throat, redirecting that into her own. Sashi gulped down slime willingly, taking some of the pressure from her companion. She lost her balance and tipped over, sliding down the wall. Sashi was at her limit after only a few seconds and it was only a question of who would pop first.

A sound came from the hallway as a short, buxom Asian woman ran into the room. She pulled her boots off and slid her pants down before stepping free, leaving her entirely naked as she scanned the chaos in the room. With a worried expression, she pursed her lips and sprinted toward the female figure made of slime. Her creamy breasts bounced as she crossed the room. The creature turned as she approached, removing its feelers to grab the small woman. She knocked it backwards, pressing into the translucent green body as it hit the wall. Her mouth and pussy opened as they watched, taking in the slime like the others had.

The unnamed woman fought to stay upright as she took the slime, quickly running out of breath as she drank it from every orifice. Her slim, sexy frame grew wider. Her straight black hair danced in the goo as the creature shrank around her. Her mouth broke through, allowing her to breathe once again. She gasped as her lower entrances sucked in the creature’s body. Her belly grew tight and round as her hips grew more defined. The girl’s perfectly sculpted breasts grew heavier while maintaining their shape. She took it without complaint, only showing expressions of disgust and embarrassment as the slime flowed inside her.

The Asian girl clumsily covered her lower holes as the remainder of the creature wriggled inside. A slick spot on the floor showed where the slime woman had been, but now she was completely hidden inside the five women. She was able to move, but her bulky legs and inflated midsection made every step a chore. She lumbered to the entranceway, her huge ass shifting as she walked.

“Everyone still in one piece, Shuang?” P’s voice came into Katherine’s ear.
“Mostly, but I don’t think some of them have much time.” The woman grunted as she spoke, leaning down with great care to retrieve her rolled up cargo pants. She pulled out a small bottle and unscrewed the cap, swallowing a pill and inserting two more in her lower entrances.

Their swollen bodies gurgled as the slime expanded within them. Katherine hurt, knowing it was only a matter of time until the monster split them apart. Shuang popped pills into Lyla’s three main orifices, moving away as her belly shifted and groaned. She went to the others, inserting the pills dutifully into their wet holes.

“I know you can’t respond yet, but Shuang is a friend from China.” Priscilla let out a sigh before continuing. “I’m sorry about Taylor. I didn’t know her well, but she seemed like a good agent.”

Inert slime poured out from Abbey’s body as Katherine got her dose. It felt unsettling as the slime reacted. She didn’t resist, letting it splash onto the floor as the others did. They had taken so much and she knew it would leave a lasting impression on their bodies. Shuang, who had taken the least, had emptied as she moved. Her belly showed a tiny bump, but her breasts and behind still retained a generous expansion from the slime. She reached up to touch her nipple, scrutinizing as she pinched it.

“I’m inspecting the videos you sent back…” There was a long pause before P continued. “Thank you for such detailed recordings of your… experiences.” She cleared her throat. “I will inspect these and try to understand your resilience. See you when you get home.”
Katherine smiled at her companion, knowing that Abbey would want to see her expansion from her lover’s eyes.

“Ah,” Lyla got up, pushing out another stream of slime. She took a few steps before sliding lower upon the wall, sitting as she let more spill out. “Will this slime shite ever stop?”
“Is this a normal occurrence for you?” Sashi responded from across the room.
“We’ve gotten into more… unique situations recently, but they don’t all end like this.” Abbey stared at the ceiling as a fountain of green fluid sprayed from between her legs.
Lyla laughed. “Every time the ginger and the Russkie go out they get something up their bum. They get a little fill and give each other a snog. It’s like clockwork.”

Katherine rolled her eyes. She’s not far off. “She’s just jealous of our relationship.”
“Right. We’re just on call to handle the less savory situations.” Lyla ran a hand over her chest. “At least my tits will be fucking epic after this one.”