The Princess

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Live tonight only – Watch the princess get down and dirty! Lilly rolled her eyes when she read that tagline. She watched the previous showing and it was surprising to have two events only a day apart. I’m sure the viewers are loving it, though. Taryn with beautifully swollen tits, Molly with a big belly, and then making Taryn fill with Madison’s help, it was great. Even I was surprised. Maybe I’ll go back there soon.

For now, though, she had to play as the current event’s introduction. Don’t really know how this ties in with a princess’ fall, but it I don’t think they mind. The servant tipped the small bowl, sending a few marbles into her open mouth. She carefully swallowed them one at a time, knowing that choking was a real risk. She took a gulp of milk before accepting another collection of marbles. She took ten in total, hearing them clicking in her belly as she moved.

She laughed, shaking her tummy with her hands, enjoying the sound. They assured me that safe and they’ll monitor me to be sure. She held her chest as she bounced in place, watching her pregnant belly sway. The smooth balls rolling down my throat actually felt kind of neat, but I don’t think passing them will be fun.

Now she prepared for the next portion. She bent over and inserted a clear plastic tube, which led to a funnel. The butler took a bowl and poured the contents into the apparatus, allowing the colorful glass marbles to line up awaiting entrance to her ass. A couple pushed in already, but roughly twenty more were stalled in the tube. He took a shiny ball bearing from the table, dropping the heavy ball into the funnel.

The steel bearing was very heavy, making the small marbles slip in as a line. She lost count at around twelve, standing to find a more comfortable position. Her movements caused them to go in faster, but eventually it stopped, as the objects were packed in her behind and unwilling to push deeper. She felt the tube move, turning to see a second steel bearing rolling down. She felt the balls inside shift upward, and again the tube was emptying quickly.

She heard the clicking and felt the tube move again as he poured another bowl full and followed them with a couple of bearings. She bent down and rested on her thighs as he moved it, letting gravity force the balls up her ass. She felt like she couldn’t take any more, as all the movements couldn’t get the last ten in. In response, the man took a long wooden rod and put it inside the tube. He gently pressed the line in, making her squirm as he pushed. She was able to take most of them after a minute and he finally withdrew the rod, accepting her progress. He followed her into the bathtub, holding the tube as she reached down to pleasure herself.

She fingered herself and grabbed her filled tit. Lilly moaned with delight, hearing the marbles clicking inside her. She felt so full and heavy, feeling a pull whenever she shifted her stance. Mid masturbation the man pulled the hose from her behind, allowing some marbles to fall into the tub. The steel bearings shifted lower, pushing out upon her asshole. She clenched, fighting to hold her ass closed as she built closer to orgasm.

She reached back in a panic, putting a finger up her ass to stop the objects from coming out. Her full figure danced as she finger fucked herself. She pursed her full lips, breathing quickly as her breasts bounced. Pushing the finger in her ass deeper, it caused pressure, as the marbles weren’t able to go deeper. With erect nipples and a sheen of sweat, she focused, trying to last through the discomfort. She thought of how countless men were watching her degrade herself, how they wanted nothing more than to see her squirm and do weird shit like this. Each girl gets their time to shine, but I’m getting time before all of them. She opened her legs, hearing her wetness as she worked two fingers in and out of her pussy. She whimpered and twitched, leaning back against the tiled wall as she enjoyed the orgasm. She opened her eyes seductively, looking to the camera she knew was hidden above the shower head. I love it when you watch.

Without the pleasure to maintain her hold, she removed her finger and leaned down. She groaned as she finally let her packed asshole empty. Marbles clacked as they shot from her behind, settling between her legs on the tub’s floor. A colorful assortment of smooth glass balls piled around the drain as more spilled from her ass. Their weight caused her asshole to feel sore and she knew that it would be a long process to pass the rest. Still better than being on the streets.

Why are they doing this to me? They let her out of the arm and leg straps, but she still had pink sacks over her hands and feet. She had to use the diaper she wore, but at least it was quite absorbent. This is so humiliating! She sucked on the pacifier strapped in her mouth, simply for something to do as the time passed. It seemed like hours had gone by since they brought her to the empty room. She slept for a time, but her hunger made it difficult to think of anything else. How do people live for days without eating? Her stomach gurgled in response. They told me I only had to participate in these games once every month, but this is the fourth time! They can’t do this to me!

The door opened after a long wait and a butler came in, changing her diaper without a word. He also removed her bib, ignoring her muffled questions as he left her. They want me to give up and leave. They can’t cheat like that, don’t they know my dad? He basically owns this place!

Molly thought about her father’s stories. He was an accountant before he went into business with his friend and his wife, having them act out the silly adult scenarios for their subscribers as he recorded it. I kept getting better equipment, and this was before cam shows took off! She shook her head, imagining his conceited tone. Her father always had ambition, finding other couples to join in and soon they bought a house and used it solely to broadcast. From there they started hiring women, moving them into niche markets, and soon they were making millions. They had other investments too, but this idea started it all.

It was a comfortable lifestyle for her, living with everything she wanted through her childhood. At eighteen he blindsided her, telling her to support herself. At first he did help her with daily amenities, but after a year she was living paycheck to paycheck, working a dull job that she couldn’t stand. She begged to get support, and after some negotiating she came here. He warned her of the strange sexual acts that she would have to endure, but he promised they would be limited.

I’ve had guys do weird stuff to me before, how much worse can this be? She didn’t regret the decision, but she never expected some of the things she had to do. I only have to make it for five years then I’ll be supported for life! She continued reflecting as she waited, nestled in the silky black and white sheets, staring at the bright pink walls. God this is sooo boring!

The door opened and she sprang up excitedly, seeing a heavily overfilled Taryn led in by The Master. Her belly and breasts were heavily distended and she moved sluggishly. She looked incredibly tired too, not adorned with her usual smile. Of course it would involve that ugly cow again. Molly squirmed, unable to talk coherently with the pacifier strapped in her mouth. She was still bitter from yesterday’s experience.

A butler came in and removed her diaper, cleaning her, and then removing her pacifier. She tried to beg, but the man quickly pushed a double-ended dildo into her throat. It wasn’t very thick or long, but it still made her gag at first. He was firm, strapping it into place as the pacifier had been. She was surprised to be able to breathe, as the dildo had a large opening in the center. She also noticed small holes in the exposed upper half. She grumbled, looking to the man in charge with her saddest expression. To her amazement, he ignored her.

He directed Taryn into the room, making her stand next to the bed. “Now you may drink from her.”
Molly cocked her head, attempting to say “really” in her most dumfounded tone.
The Master understood. “Not from her chest.” He turned the overfilled woman around, showing Molly the plug in her behind. “The dildo will open this; put it in and you’ll be able to drink all you’d like.” He made a gentle bow and followed his servant from the room, closing the door and leaving them to their plight. 

Shaking her head defiantly, Molly refused to drink from the woman’s ass. I’d rather starve! She huffed, seeing Taryn staring with longing eyes. I’m sure she doesn’t want to be here holding milk in her butt, but I’m not going to humiliate myself like that! She hadn’t used social media much while growing up, but she knew that pornstars had a reputation. Having sex on camera is one thing, getting an enema is another, but drinking milk from a stranger’s ass? That’s too far!

“Please. He’s not going to let us rest normally until you do it.”
Screw you. I can outlast him. You can suffer for all I care. She scowled, knowing any speech was impossible. I know thousands of people are watching, but they’ve gone too far. I am not some stupid whore!
Taryn grimaced, fighting through pain. “I can’t hold this, you need to help me! I would help you.”
You’d probably enjoy chugging milk from my ass, you sick bitch! She felt a sudden twinge of guilt, knowing her anger was partially from her hunger. She’s right, The Master always gets his way. I can’t do this, though! I can’t! Taryn looked to the floor sadly, unable to release without the girl’s help.

She held back tears, sniffling as she realized that she had to do this if she wanted her cushy life. I can say no, but I don’t want to! I will do this and I won’t let him break me! Who cares what people think of me? Molly got on her hands and knees, crawling behind the swollen girl.

Taryn’s eyes lit up with hope as she leaned forward. “Thank you.”

Molly tried to line up, but Taryn was too short. She flipped onto her back and poked the tip of the toy into the slot, pushing in slowly. She stopped as she hit the release cover, preparing herself to drink quickly. She had a personal view of Taryn’s shaven slit, which glistened with arousal. Molly took a breath and pushed up.

A flood of milk splashed through the toy, surprising her, making her pull away. The entrance closed as she swallowed the mouthful and Taryn grumbled with agony. Molly took another breath and tried again. The flow wasn’t too violent, but drinking at this angle was awkward. She let it fill her mouth before gulping it down and she was starting to find a comfortable pace.

Letting out a pained moan, Taryn sat back. Molly saw the girl’s flat ass coming down, unable to escape as the woman sat on her face. The dildo pushed all the way into her ass, allowing more milk to flow. Her mouth filled completely, forcing her to chug. The woman above stayed in place in spite of her frantic movements. She was in full panic, needing to breathe as she continued swallowing the continual flow of warm milk. Finally, Molly hit her back hard enough to make her move.

Taryn stumbled away, gripping her big belly as she watched. “I’m sorry, it was too good.”

Molly rolled over, coughing as she caught her breath through the toy. Finally, she nodded, pointing to the top of the bed. Taryn figured out her meaning eventually, lying upright against a few pillows. She opened her legs and moved her butt out enough to allow access to her plug. Molly gave her a stern glare before she put the toy back into the slot and pressed in. She went in all the way, but at this angle she was able to drink easily, breathing through her nose between gulps.

Taryn tried to be patient, allowing the girl to drain the milk stored in her belly. She felt the urge to push from time to time, forcing a higher volume of the fluid into the dildo. Molly grunted angrily as she gulped it down, but she continued for a long while, looking up with her pretty brown eyes. With her stomach shrinking, Taryn observed the process, watching her raised hips shake as she drank her fill.

Time passed. Taryn’s belly still had some left when Molly pulled away, but she had taken a lot more than expected. Rolling onto her side, Molly’s swollen tummy looked larger than the day before. Her svelte frame now looked notably pregnant, with her belly made even more prominent by her small breasts and small hips. She breathed laboriously, clearly weak from the weight of the milk in her stomach.

Taryn gripped the sheets, her pussy visibly wet as she sat motionlessly. She was struggling not to touch herself and Molly decided to help. He probably told her not to masturbate. God this needs to end soon, I feel sick from drinking so much. Why the heck did I do that to myself? She reached with a finger and stroked her roommate’s clit. Taryn came instantly, closing her eyes as she twitched, her soft tits quaking delightfully.

Within a minute the door opened. The butler returned, pushing a trolley. An enema syringe sat beside a small bucket filled with thick, slightly yellow milk upon the cart. How was she able to make so much? He proceeded to draw a full amount of the substance and bring it around behind her. Molly pondered resistance, but she knew it would only prolong her grief. She went low in the front and hiked up her behind.

He let out a little to lubricate her entrance, slipping the tip into her rump. Molly winced as the cool liquid pushed into her ass. It didn’t hurt, but it added to her churning belly, making her feel even queasier. She took it all; the man drew another dose and fed more into her asshole. Molly’s stomach grumbled loudly as it hung low, rubbing upon the bed beneath her. She had difficulty accepting the last of the dose, but he got it in with some effort.

She huffed, fighting to retain the milk in her ass. She was also trying not to throw up, knowing The Master would be displeased by such an off-putting display. She tensed and rose, moving away as the man pushed the third delivery into her rectum. He followed her along, edging more and more until it was completely empty. She relaxed somewhat, using all of her focus as an ache rolled through her belly. The servant caught her by surprise, dispensing a syringe full of air into her. She felt the bubbles work their way deep into her bowels, causing her to crumple onto her side. He then took a harness, similar to the Taryn’s, and affixed it to her ass. Molly was complacent and unable to resist in her weakened, overburdened state.

The man took more milk from the bucket and came to Taryn. She opened her legs nervously, allowing him to refill her behind. He gave her a second and then an air-fill. She didn’t enjoy it, but she overcame the discomfort with only a few tense expressions. He took a double dildo, a copy of the one in Molly’s mouth, and strapped it into Taryn’s throat. Both girls now had a plug in their ass, dildos in their mouth, and large, round bellies. Molly had a more pronounced midsection, but both were big and bulky.

“Whoever has the largest belly when The Master returns is the winner.” Both women gave him a longing look as he wheeled the cart away and closed the door without any further explanation. They looked to one another, knowing that if they didn’t participate then he would punish them both.

Pushing herself forward, Taryn fell upon the smaller girl. Rolling her onto her bloated stomach, she pinned Molly’s shoulders as she moved lower and spread her firm ass. She worked the dildo along her wet asshole before easing it in. She’s so fucking strong! Molly bucked and nearly broke away, but Taryn wrestled her back into position before trying again.

No, no! Molly let out inaudible grunts as she felt the toy open her backdoor, clicking the hatch open on the harness. She felt the milk rushing out of her uncontrollably. She could feel Taryn’s nose as she buried the object all the way in. God, it feels so good to let it out, but I don’t want to think of what he’ll do to the loser. She kicked her leg into the air and rolled, making Taryn go onto her back. The dildo was still in as she held herself up, almost sitting on her face. She supported most of her weight, as she didn’t want to seriously hurt the girl beneath her.

Taryn allowed the change in position without a struggle, drinking the liquid as it flowed down, rolling into her unclosing mouth. Molly steadied herself and used her remaining strength to sit up and lay atop Taryn. Her filled body squished the girl on the bottom, making her squeak in pain. Molly’s belly rumbled, making her feel nauseous as she opened Taryn’s legs and jabbed the dildo into her sopping wet pussy. She worked it in and out until Taryn stopped resisting and then moved it to the back door. She used a hand to insert the tip and then pressed her head forward, watching the toy disappear into the plug in Taryn’s asshole.

It felt strange as milk poured from her ass and into her mouth. The harnesses made keeping the dildos in place easy, and Taryn barely struggled now. Molly had time to think and realized she was feeling very ill as she drank more and more of the thick, excessively sweet milk. Her weight was pushing it out of Taryn, making it flow very quickly into her mouth. She swallowed again and gagged. She took another gulp, but this time it didn’t move. She was horrified to feel it coming back up.

Taryn chose this moment to roll both of them over, taking position on top. The immense pressure caused the milk to press out rapidly, coming from both ends. Taryn moaned in surprise, clearly unprepared to feel the flow through both tubes. She grabbed Molly’s ass as she drank through the dildo and the hot milk pushing its way back into her ass caused her to work her hips. She gasped loudly as her excitement increased.

From below, Molly felt the heat and dampness from Taryn’s privates, as they were just below her chin. She couldn’t control herself as her body purged the liquid, painfully retching as the girl on top grew even larger. She finally felt her stomach settle, but with the dildo in place she couldn’t close the pathway. The hot milk she just forced up came rolling back down the opening, filling her mouth. It was too much, and she drew a breath through her nose and blew the fluid upward as she popped the toy out of Taryn’s ass.

Very little milk spilled as she frantically tried to remove the toy, but her bondage mittens made it impossible. She pushed Taryn aside lazily, but she held onto her ass and forced Molly to follow. Molly was kneeling back, sitting on Taryn’s face now. She couldn’t hold back and she pushed. The milk in her ass flowed out and it felt fantastic.

She felt disgusting and weak as she looked down at Taryn’s outlandishly round belly. The bottom girl’s voluptuous tits slid to the sides as her stomach dominated the view. Her pussy was hidden beneath the mound of flesh, which rolled outward in every direction. You win, you massive bitch. Molly was bitter at the defeat, but she knew Taryn was suffering and equally drained.

She pushed her belly up with her gloved hand, hearing it growl as she reached below. She pressed her mitten against Taryn’s pussy, rubbing it slowly. As expected, Taryn went wild, gripping her ass hard as she tensed. Her orgasm came and left her lying limp upon the bed, with all of her focus going to drinking more as it continuously filling her mouth. Molly raised up and pushed, making sure Taryn would win by a lot.

Her stomach was only minimally distended when the door opened. She pushed the thick mitten against her own vagina as she stood, feeling some pleasure as Taryn’s toy slid out. She stepped aside, gazing at the obscenely inflated woman upon the bed.

Taryn’s body had gotten far bigger than she realized. Her arms and legs looked thicker and her stomach was pinning her beneath its mass. She was breathing, but her eyes were closed and she was barely moving otherwise. How did she take so much? That’s insane! The man in charge ran a hand through her velvety chestnut hair. Her eyes opened slowly and he removed the toy in her mouth.

“You took so much. You made me very proud.” She looked to him with relief, but it faded as he put something around her face again. He strapped a plug into her mouth, covering it completely. “But, she’s special and we can’t punish her. Looks like you have to hold it a little longer.” She started to shift, but he held up a finger and she stopped immediately. “Molly,” he removed her dildo gag, “why don’t you feed from her for a little bit while I go have dinner. When I finish I’ll get you cleaned up and give you a proper meal.”

He moved closer to stare down at Taryn. “As for you. Just hold out for a little longer and I’ll reward you for your… perseverance.” He smirked, walking away with slow, calculated steps.

She looked at the door nervously, unsure if it was a trap. Molly snuggled close to the immensely inflated woman, enjoying her soft, malleable skin. She clumsily held the huge breast with her bound hands and placed her lips upon the nipple. She forced herself to drink the milk, in spite of still feeling ill.

Molly reached a hand lower to rub herself. Crap, I should’ve cum before I let the milk out of my butt. This is going to be difficult now. She began working her hips and humping her puffy glove, trying not to jostle the inflated woman too much. Taryn whimpered loudly, as gas bubbles shifted in her expansive body. She has no choice but to wait and hope to distract herself until he comes back. I guess I don’t have it so bad after all.  Molly lightly bit her nipple, making the woman moan loudly. I wonder if that helps her.

Pool Party

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He had fun over the past few days, commanding the women around him as he pleased without Ashley’s judgment. She was happier, he thought, and having Mrs. Howell tending to the children allowed the family to have more time to enjoy themselves. It also helped not having to worry about Betty and Hank working anymore. 

They got decent income from their monthly photoshoots, but now they made even more using Isabel’s idea. They found companies selling an item and then found others looking to buy those items. Using the command rod, they convinced those people to sell to one another and then send a percentage of that to Hank. So, to outsiders, it looked like Hank was one hell of a salesman. Money was no longer an issue.

Today it was Karen’s turn to use the command rod. Betty drove her and Jack to a very expansive house overlooking the beach. The gate opened with a wave from Karen and Betty drove them up the circling path. Karen led them out of the car and into the lavish mansion.

She had a radiant smile as she held out her arms and spun around, “Nice, huh?”
A man in his early fifties greeted her warmly from across the entranceway. “Karen, so good to see you!” He hugged her politely. “This must be your family.”
Karen introduced them. “And this is my good friend Mr. Winstead.”
“Please, call me Al. I figured you’d stop by to join the shindig.”
“Do you mind?”
“Have a bunch of pretty young ladies enjoying themselves? Of course not!” He turned to Betty. “I do hope to see you scantily clad, my dear.”
Betty blushed, shrugging innocently. “I don’t know…”
“It is a hot day, I insist!” Finally he turned to Jack. “And you get the best job in the house! You get to keep all those ladies in line!”
Jack smiled as the man patted him on the shoulder. “I guess.”
“Well, now I won’t keep you. Karen can show you around, but feel at home here!” The man continued down the hall, glancing through a window before ducking into a room.

Karen smirked at Jack and Betty’s confusion. “This is what I’ve been planning in my spare time. I met Al by chance and he told me about how lonely he was up here in his multi-million dollar home. And before you ask we didn’t do anything like that!” She was elated, laughing as she shook her head to dismiss the topic. She pointed down the hall. “Second door on the right, we can change in there.” She tossed the backpack she brought to Betty. “Go ahead and we’ll be right behind you.”
Betty hesitated, but didn’t question, leaving them to talk.

“I commanded Mom to do what we say. Anyway, I didn’t have sex with him, but I got a few of those girls to.”
Jack looked through the sliding doors, seeing a collection of visibly pregnant girls in colorful bikinis splashing at one another. “You did this all for me?”
“Mostly. I like the pool and the free food too.”
“You’re the best sister ever!” He hugged her tightly, resting his head against her chest. He gave her a quick kiss before leading her along to join their mother.

Stripping down together, they put on their swimsuits. Betty wore a bright blue halter top bikini which showed her slight belly and her thick hips. Her nipples showed through and her skin was warm and radiant. Karen also looked vibrant, wearing a blue and white speckled bikini that seemed a little too small for her robust frame. Her chest pressed tightly into the top and her ass bulged past the bottoms. Both women had become bulkier over the past year, but Karen was clearly the biggest. She had made the transformation from sleek and fit to soft and chubby. Jack loved it, though, as most of her weight had gone to her chest and hips, which would balance around her growing pregnant belly.

He liked that they remained nude around the house for easy access, but seeing them wrapped in such snug swimwear gave him an instant erection. Trying to tuck his cock into his trunks was a chore and Betty sighed playfully as she came over to help. She knelt down and put her soft lips around the tip, using her tongue to work the head.

Jack moaned as she went lower. He looked to his sister, watching her adjusting herself in the tight suit. She turned to see him staring, and with a grin she turned and bent down, giving him an excellent view of her sexy ass, the bikini barely covering her pussy. He looked down to see his mother’s big greenish-blue eyes staring up at him as she sucked the shaft. He tried to last, but she took him by the hips and took him in entirely, fighting the urge to gag.

He opened his mouth, knowing it was too late. He grabbed her hair as he shot a line against her tonsils, making her gulp it down. He kept going and she gagged now, but couldn’t pull away. Karen arose with a pleased expression, watching her mother drink Jack’s first load of the day. He finally let Betty pull back and she sputtered before swallowing the remnants.

“Good, now on to the real fun!” Karen led them outside.

Five girls, most being from Karen’s classes were enjoying the pool area and all of them were immensely pregnant. They waved as they approached with an exuberance he had never seen from them in the past. “These girls used to make fun of me for being preggo, but now they are too! At least for the day.” Karen spoke as their mother went to relax on a folding chair.

He enjoyed seeing Karen punishing her bullies. “What do you mean?”
“I figured out that you can command someone to act pregnant and their belly fills up with some kind of fluid and they lactate. It only lasts for a few days, but it doesn’t seem to cause any harm to them except maybe for a little weight gain. They do drink a ton of water the day before, though, so it’s not an instant command.”

He looked at Kelsey, with large, thin-framed glasses and her dark brown hair made into a ponytail. Her painted nails and minimal eye-shadow were the only things unnatural about the mousy girl. Her happiness at their arrival had passed and now she seemed more like herself, sitting back and watching the others in the pool on a nearby folding chair. She always seemed so shy and innocent in the past.

“She always gave me judging looks when she learned about it.” Karen answered his unspoken doubt. “One day she called me a slut under her breath.” Karen shook away the thought. “Don’t do anything terrible to her, it was how she was raised.”
Jack knew of her religious family. “She shouldn’t teach that judgment to her kids, though.”
“Just have fun for the day, try not to make anything long term, okay?” She put a hand on his shoulder. “This is about us, not about them. Do anything you want. I told them to do whatever you say for the day, just try not to get them knocked up.”
He thought about debating her rationale, but he didn’t want to spoil the day. “Okay. What did Sammy say?”

The frizzy haired blonde squinted as she bobbed through the shallow water. Her stubby nose and buck teeth gave her a tomboyish appearance. Her face was round and friendly as she braced for an incoming splash with a jovial smile. Her belly puffed out in front of her awkwardly, but as she moved deeper into the pool she moved with ease. Of all the girls, he expected her to be understanding about it.

“She told me that I should find a boyfriend before the baby comes. Then she suggested ‘other options.’”
Karen is probably being a bit too harsh, but I wasn’t there… and I’m surprised I haven’t commanded her to fuck already.
“Who’s that?” He pointed to the one girl he hadn’t seen before.

The wide-set Latina girl looked a little older than the rest. Her low-resting breasts and generous hips showed that she was already chubby before the faux pregnancy. Her wide features were in contrast of her strong jaw and long neck. Her brown hair was only a few shades darker than her caramel skin, which glowed in the afternoon sunlight. She floated upon a partially submerged raft and tried to ignore the other girls splashing nearby.

“Her name is Tamara.” Karen walked ahead slowly. “She was ringing up some baby clothes Mom and I were buying and called us ‘tragadoras’ among other things. In English she was so nice, but I looked up that word after…” Karen tried to dismiss the topic, but Jack insisted. “It basically means cum sluts.”

Jack couldn’t hide the determination in his eyes. He assured his sister that he wouldn’t do anything long term, but he would certainly have his fun at their expense. He cannonballed into the pool, knocking Tamara into the water. She surfaced with seething irritation as she moved her wet hair back. He was certain she was swearing in Spanish as she pointed her finger at him. Guess that initial happiness was meant for Karen and not me. He grinned as he moved closer. Oh well, serves you right for being a bitch.

“Estas jugando? Aren’t you listening to me you little asshole?” She easily kept him at arm’s length. “I’m not a whore like your sister.” Her tone implied she was just stating a fact.
“Don’t hold me back and put your arms to your sides.”

The big woman moved her thick legs to balance before he pulled her closer. He gave her a kiss, still enjoying her pillowy lips in spite of her anger. She gave muffled grunts, unable to evade him now. Her wet skin felt warm as he held her. She turned her head angrily, but he continued kissing her neck. Finally he pulled back, pulling her subtly loosened bikini top away. Her big brown areolas nearly matched her hair and her nipples were firm, pointing downward. She looked silly as she shifted side to side, unable to move her arms to cover herself. He allowed her to move freely again and she crossed her arms over her chest, supporting her rack in a way that was unexpectedly appealing.

He could see the colorful diving sticks on the pool floor and a wicked idea crossed his mind. He called out to Sammy and the other two girls he knew. “Let’s play a game you three. Without hurting her, whoever fits the most of the diving rods in Tamara wins.” He retrieved a pair of goggles from the edge of the pool. He laughed as the three relaxed girls rushed ahead. Sammy and Harriet dove to snatch the toys while Jenna plucked them with her toes.

Jenna was conceited and dismissive of most people, so of course she kept her head out of the water and only barely participated. Sammy was clearly doing the best, grabbing four of the hard plastic sticks as she moved to the nervous target. Tamara uncovered her chest in an attempt to halt the approaching girls, but soon all three were surrounding her. Jenna stayed above water, fumbling as she felt between her legs, while Sammy and Harriet kept diving low to observe the situation.

Underwater he could see Tamara’s hands being averted as the girls quickly pulled her bottoms aside and wiggled the thick rods into both holes. Sammy got one in her butt while the others fit two in her pussy. Tamara splashed as yelled out in Spanish, but she was at their mercy. Another one wiggled into her pussy, wedged against the other two, while Sammy pushed the first inside her ass with a second.

The toys were a little less than a foot long, but Tamara was able to take two up her ass easily. Sammy pushed in another and another. The two girls in front pushed one deeper, but they ultimately got four total while Sammy used all of the toys she gathered. Jack decided to intervene coming over to slip Tamara’s bottoms back into place. He directed her to keep them in and for the others to stop.

He told Tamara to sit on the edge of the pool. The robust woman jumped up and raised her heavy frame from the water. Her bikini bottoms were pulling against her fleshy hips and the bottoms of the toys were clearly visible. She sat hard on them, making them push deeper into her from both sides. Tamara’s eyebrows peaked as she gasped with discomfort. The topless woman with darker skin and a large round belly sat sidelined, unable to extract the objects in her lower holes.

The next idea came for Kelsey. The lounging girl was no virgin, he heard, but she certainly liked to cast judgment against others. She sat with her pink and black robe open, showing off her matching swimsuit. He directed Sammy to take a beach ball and let the air out.

The wet blonde girl did as he asked, bringing it to the nervous girl on the nearby folding chair. At his direction, Sammy removed the girl’s bottoms and slipped the pool toy into her pussy carefully, leaving little more than the plug sticking out. Then she went down on the reluctant girl, blowing into the plug. The pool toy inflated inside her, making her squirm as she opened her legs begrudgingly.

Blowing more and more, Sammy paused for a moment before going again. Kelsey lamented, groaning with discomfort as her belly started to grow even larger. Her full stomach sat high, rising and falling as she breathed. Her belly wasn’t the biggest, but it was perfectly portioned for her small frame. Unexpectedly she ran her fingers through Sammy’s wet hair, stroking her as she enjoyed the feeling.

Kelsey twitched as Sammy continued filling her. She scooted lower in the seat as her impassive expression showed hints of pleasure. She put her hands on her upper thighs as it became harder to reach past her tummy. Soon her expression was unmasked; she bit her lip and clenched her eyes as the girl donated numerous breaths to fill the toy inside her. Suddenly Kelsey gasped, and Jack could see that Sammy’s nose was tickling her clit.

Jack commanded Sammy to stop and plug her up. Kelsey begged with her eyes before she took the matter into her own hands. She put pressure on the top of her trimmed bush and within seconds she was trembling, failing to hide her abrupt climax as her cheeks flushed and her body tightened. She tried to open the valve between her legs, but Jack made her keep it filled for now. Kelsey gave him a worried look as she leaned back, attempting to relax in spite of the inflated beach ball in her loins.

He loved being able to toy with these women, giving them a dose of their own medicine. Karen and Betty were lounging on the other side of the pool, watching the scene from time to time, but mostly letting him do as he pleased. He needed to cum soon and he decided to go with Harriet first. She had long burgundy hair and silver eye shadow. She always had a somewhat tired look, but she was pretty and she used her looks often. She had a reputation for being lazy and manipulative, but she was never at a loss for men and women to do what she wanted.

He interrupted her conversation with Jenna, having her lean forward against the pool wall. He told them to keep talking and let him fuck them as he pulled down her black boyshorts and opened her modest ass. He edged in, making Harriet fumble for words as he pushed the tip in. It felt weird doing it underwater, but it went in easily without any preparation. She took it well, but he could tell she needed a moment to acclimate. He didn’t wait.

Jenna smirked as he started driving into her friend’s ass. He couldn’t get much force, but he made sure to do long, deep strokes. Harriet’s eyes fluttered the first few times he bottomed out, holding her breath as he drove in. Her belly pressed against the wall of the pool as he stepped closer, and soon she was sandwiched, with her ass flattening as he fucked her. She continued talking after a moment, finally able to gather her thoughts.

“What I was saying is that I don’t know why I didn’t like her before. I just realized it’s a mistake that could happen to anyone.” She nodded to Jenna’s belly. “Do you know who the father is?”
“I don’t even remember the first part of this pregnancy. I don’t think I minded her before, though.”
“I guess we’ve just been under a lot of stress recently. It was nice of her to let us come over, even if I have to deal with this.” She pointed behind her. “She’s not such a slut, I guess.”
“You might not want to talk like that in front of him – that’s her brother.”
Harriet looked over her shoulder with puzzlement. “You’re Karen’s brother?”
Jack nodded as he pumped her ass. “Yep.”
“Hey, I heard you did it with your mom, is that true?”
“Yep.”

“Holy crap, then you must have done it with your sister too?” He agreed again. “I thought that was bullshit!” She turned to Jenna with a big grin. “He’s savage!”
“Yeah, and from the looks of it he’s about to nut in your ass, you skank.”
Harriet shrugged. “Whatever, it kind of feels nice now.”

Jack pulled out suddenly. This isn’t supposed to be fun for them! He tugged the confused girl and led her to the entrance of the pool. He directed her to sit on the step in front of the water return jet. Removing her bottoms, he opened her ass again, lining her up against the jet. Her eyes went wide as she gasped, feeling the torrent of water blast inside her.

He waved Jenna to the opposite side, having her sit against the other jet to block the flow. This caused Harriet to whimper as she sat leaning forward, taking the water and air without any escape. Jack needed to finish and decided to use Jenna. He pulled her legs around him, making her slouch with her head barely above water. She watched him with a neutral expression, the water splashing over her peeking breasts and belly. Her checkered white and teal bikini fit snugly and he decided to remove her lower garment for easier access. He cast the wet bikini bottoms onto the cement surrounding the pool.

He lifted her legs and rested them upon his shoulders, lining up to go into her ass. He missed time after time, constantly slipping into her pussy. The water felt amazing as he poked into her warm hole and he was moments from finishing. Karen wasn’t watching and he decided to go all the way. He pushed his cock all the way in before erupting, shooting a load deep into her pussy. Jenna was resting on her elbows, giving him an irritated look. He leaned in to kiss her neck, but she turned away. He got a good whiff of her hair, exciting him as he twitched atop her. He laid upon her, squishing her stomach between them. Jenna’s belly rumbled and she shoved him aside.

Jack splashed as he found footing, surprised that she would do that to him. He was about to say something when he noticed Harriet. She sat in place, but her belly was massive and her face was contorted with pain. Her tummy was roughly twice as large as the others, hanging low in the clear blue water. She huffed as she fought to distract herself from the painful fill.

Jack waded through the water, stopping in front of the groaning woman. Droplets of water ran down her light skin. Her red hair glowed in the sunlight and her puffy lips curled in dismay. He directed Harriet to pull away from the jet and hold the water in. She did as he asked, doing an unexpectedly cute dance of agony as she arose. She gripped her tummy as she sat on the bench, leaning back to take the pressure off of her midsection.

He noticed Karen and Betty sat with their eyes closed, sunning themselves with their legs spread. Jack thought he should let them have some fun, so he sent Sammy over to please them. With a grin, Sammy carried her round belly around the pool, kneeling between the two women. She moved their swimsuits aside and worked a finger into their privates. Both Betty and Karen relaxed, enjoying the helping hand.

Sammy found the right speed as she fingered his mother and sister. He loved watching her plump ass shake as she worked the girls into a frenzy. He noticed her hand shift, giving them two fingers each. Sammy had skill, making them moan together. Soon Karen was pushing up with her hips and Betty was coiling upright and holding her pregnant belly. Betty and Karen were a few months along, but Sammy’s belly was much grander, swaying beneath her as she knelt between them.

Unable to resist, Jack crawled out of the pool and knelt behind her. He lifted Sammy’s ass and slid down her flowery bathing suit bottoms just enough to expose her comfy rump. He spread her ass and used spit to prepare her backdoor. He slipped aside a few times before hitting the mark. Sammy jerked forward, making him try again. He found her ass and again she pulled away.

“Not my butt.” She looked back to him with a silly grin. “You can’t go in my butt on our first time.”
“Why not?”
“It’s just weird!” She looked ahead as she spoke. “Maybe eventually, but go in my kitty for now.”

She’s so strange sometimes. He did as she asked, easing into her shockingly tight entrance. He slid in slowly, going about three quarters before she suddenly clamped his cock in her warmth. He pulled out with a gasp, overwhelmed by the sensation.

“Sorry, it was feeling so good I couldn’t resist. Go back in.” He got her to completely remove the lower portion of her swimsuit before he pushed back inside, still amazed with how tight her pussy was.

She continued working the women in the folding chairs, making them squirm with delight. Karen rubbed her breasts, sliding her top off, allowing her heavy breasts to hang freely as she laid back. Her small pink nipples hadn’t grown much since the pregnancy, looking even smaller with her expanded bust line. I’m surprised she kept her clothes on that long. Her thick, powerful legs pushed her hips against Sammy’s touch.

Betty ran one hand along her belly and thigh, while the other gripped the chair with white knuckles. Her hard nipples showed through her blue bathing suit. She was sitting, leaning forward with closed eyes and a tightened jaw. Her sandy, shoulder length hair hanging as she focused on the approaching orgasm. She let out a long moan that could almost be mistaken for pain. Whimpering, she tilted back, allowing the fingers deeper. She reached down to touch her clit and the uncertain noises quickly changed to gasps of elation. She pulled her hand back and flopped back into her chair, her entire body trembling with delight.

Watching his mother climax, Jack humped his friend, feeling his own orgasm approaching. He knew he should pull out, but she felt so tight and amazing that he decided to go for it. Karen was distracted with her own pleasure and Sammy didn’t seemed concerned. He moved faster, leaning on her perfect ass, watching it bounce against him. Karen sighed blissfully, breathing heavily as she used her nipples to pull her heavy breasts upward.

Moments later Jack started erupting again, shooting deep inside Sammy’s tight pussy as he watched his gorgeous sister spasm with pleasure. Sammy let out a sudden squeak of jubilation, loving how his seed blasted into her. She tensed again, pulling his cock deeper. He stayed in this time, but only barely. Her unimaginably wet opening sucking every drop from his buried shaft. She released and tightened again, but this time he had to pull out, leaving a line of white goo dripping from her pussy.

Awkwardly standing, Sammy opened her legs with a big grin, watching his sperm drip onto the ground. Karen gave him an appalled glare as he tucked his wet cock back into his trunks. How mad could she be? She had to expect this. He looked back to the other girls, all sitting complacently. His eyes rested on Jenna. I can’t help it, this is too much fun!

Love D.Va

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The MEKA charged ahead, cutting down an unprepared Bastion unit from the flank. She realized her teammates had fallen behind, but she decided to press ahead for the sloppily guarded choke point. She used her boosters to get above the defenders, launching a volley of rockets down upon Junkrat. He ran back, circling around a corner and she chased. He evaded most of her shots and she foolishly stepped into one of his traps. Her mech became suddenly unresponsive and she found Sombra standing behind her. Hana turned to shoot, but he guns didn’t work either.

“Don’t mind me.” The Mexican girl grinned as she stepped to the front of the machine and pressed an invisible button in the air. “Boop.”

The eject mechanism pushed the tiny Korean girl halfway out before the door closed tightly around her. The rubber edges on the metal hatch gripped her small frame snugly. She wasn’t in pain, but she couldn’t get out and she was unable to reach the controls. She kicked her legs, but someone strong grabbed them holding them as someone else tore an opening in her tight-fitting suit. She felt a breeze upon her privates and she could guess what they had planned next. Sombra showed an image in front of the MEKA, displaying the people gathered around the back.

Junkrat had his pants down already, giving her pussy a few quick licks before he got into place and pushed his cock into her. She squirmed, but Roadhog was helping his friend, holding her leg out with his powerful arm. Junkrat slipped more and more in with each motion and she fruitlessly struggled to slip free of her mech.

He sped up, making her squeak as the wild man took her pussy. He pumped her, slapping her ass as he moved in and out with ease. He pressed in a little more, making her gasp and flail inside the machine. She was not accustomed to a man his size, and most certainly not at this speed. But, in spite of her agitation, she was enjoying parts of this ordeal. She moaned as he fucked her and soon she was wet with excitement.

She gripped his cock tightly in her excited opening. It was slippery and she didn’t feel any discomfort now, fully accepting his girthy shaft. She was able to take him a little farther, causing him to moan and pause in place. He took a moment before he started up again, pounding her happily.

“Looks like she’s lovin’ it!” The Australian man laughed. “I bet she’d love to feel a hot explosion!”
“No!” D.Va yelled through her mech’s speakers. “Don’t you dare or I will shoot you down!”
“Feisty little thing!” He continued as he spoke. “Fine then. You get it in your pussy or your bum.” D.va grunted angrily, trying to pull free. “You gotta tell me you want it in your bum if you’re that kind of slager!” He laughed, continuing. “You better say it!”
“Nagwi.” She said quietly.
“What’s that love?”
Hana struggled angrily. “My butt.”
“Come again?”
“Shoot it up my ass!” She snapped.
“There we go!” Junkrat pulled out and popped the head into her tight backside. He paused for a moment, allowing her to accommodate his intrusion. She grunted angrily as he moved deeper, and he waited again at the halfway point. His cock was still slippery from being in her pussy, so she didn’t feel too much pain as her ass opened for him. Roadhog stepped back, letting her legs hang as he watched.

“Blimey, I don’t know how much longer I can last.” He slipped a little deeper. Hana wanted him to finish sooner than later, so she planted her feet on the legs of the MEKA and pushed her butt up, taking all of him at once. Jamison grunted and laughed. “Guess you want it pretty bad!”

He pulled back and stabbed it in, making her twist and kick against the mech. The dampness didn’t alleviate the pain now, as he forced deeper into her behind. She gripped a support handle in the cockpit as he rammed her relentlessly. She was pleading for him to cum, gasping as she fought through the twinges of pain.

“Fire in the hole!” He laughed manically.

She felt him pulsing in her ass, shooting his hot loads deep into her rump. She hung limply as he continued moving slowly, easing out every drop from his shrinking member. Junkrat slipped out eventually, stepping back as his cum dripped from her gaping asshole. “My, my, that is a wonderful bum. Too bad it’s connected to such a whinger!”

Hana grumbled, “what does that mean?”
Jamison walked to the front of the mech, standing next to his quiet companion. “A constant complainer.”
“I do not constantly complain! You let me go right now or I will-“
She felt the two strong hands grabbing her legs again. Junkrat smiled broadly as he tucked his dick away. “Looks like my friend here wants a go!”
Sombra continued broadcasting the view behind the MEKA. “She could barely handle you. Think she can take the big boy?” Roadhog’s cock was much larger than Junkrat’s and she didn’t expect him to be gentle.
“You know, it’s not the size that matters…”
“That’s not true.” The hacker held up a finger to stop Junkrat’s argument. “You’re big enough,” she conceded.

The rest of the teams were fighting at a distance, trying to push on the control point. They were just far enough off the beaten path that no one seemed to notice. She was aware of the charging self-destruct timer in her mech, but it wasn’t even half-way yet.

Hana’s attention shifted as the warm tip of Roadhog’s cock slid up and down along her privates. He slipped into a hole, and thankfully it was her front entrance. She groaned and cursed as his fat cock opened her up. It was still extremely wet and she hoped it was only from her. She grit her teeth as she looked away from the audience ahead. Roadhog huffed through his mask, clearly taking his time to enjoy how tight she was.

He made it to the halfway point when he let go of her legs and grabbed her hips. He made some shallow pumps as he split her open, finding it difficult to go deeper. Each press caused her agony, as it felt like he was all the way in her stomach. He moved in slightly more and she realized his cock was making her belly bulge. It pressed against the rubber gasket on the mech’s entrance door and he finally realized it too.

“Get her out.” He grumbled.
Sombra shrugged, typing something into the air above her wrist. As directed, the hatch opened fully, allowing Roadhog to lift Hana up into the air and allow gravity to pull her onto his cock. The others came around to watch as his cock slid deeper and deeper into her pussy. She kicked the air and pushed against his large hands as he held her hips firmly. He didn’t pull her down, however, letting her weight move her lower and lower until the cock was nearly in to the hilt.

Her suit was completely intact except for the torn opening between her legs, and his cock made the front bulge as it pushed into her normally flat belly. Roadhog was surprisingly patient as she grew accustomed to his girth. Sombra smirked as she came closer, reaching out her delicate fingers to lightly touch between D.Va’s legs. She put a finger on her button, rubbing her clit oh so gently.

“Hey, wait! No fair!”
“Ay, pobrecita.” Sombra continued, tickling her. “Am I making you uncomfortable?”
D.Va gasped as she looked to the sky. “Okay, okay… I can do this!”

A sudden pain overcame the pleasure. She thrashed as he started moving her up and down, feeling his massive cock pressing against something inside her, making her whine each time it hit. Sombra pushed against her clit, but it was too painful now. She pulled back with disappointment, looking to Junkrat.

“What?”
“Don’t you think you should call off your pet?”

Roadhog stopped and grabbed his chain hook from the ground, launching it around Sombra and yanking her closer. “What did you say?” He spoke in a graveled tone from beneath his mask. “Maybe you should be on here instead.”
“Uh, no, I was just wondering… I mean, maybe you should go in her ass to show their team who’s boss.” Her confidence faltered as the large man stared silently.
After a long wait, he finally dropped his hook and lifted D.Va high. “Put it in for me… pet.”
“Seriously?” She muttered as she got beneath them and guided the fat man’s cock into D.Va’s glazed backdoor. Junkrat’s cock wasn’t enough preparation, and the head popped in painfully. D.Va gasped loudly as he eased her lower.

Hana scrunched her dainty features as she tried to dismiss the pain. She breathed quickly as the enormous cock pushed her open, moving deeper and deeper inside her. She absentmindedly reached a hand around his neck to support herself. She wasn’t struggling now, focusing entirely on taking more of his cock without causing herself too much pain. Again he stopped pulling her down, allowing her to fall upon it as he supported her less and less.

Her ass was far more accepting in spite of the initial distress, taking him entirely, his long and thick cock nestling in her butt. Pushing into her belly, it caused a large bulge when she finally bottomed out. She held onto his neck as he removed his hands, letting her hang in front of him, impaled upon his cock. Sombra tickled her clit once again, making Hana squirm with forced delight. The big man laughed, making her bounce slightly upon his pole.

Sombra leaned in, glancing up to D.Va as she moved toward her crotch. “You’re more of a puta than I imagined.” She moved her hand to plant a quick kiss upon the suspended girl’s shaven privates. “Boop.”

Hana gasped repeatedly, jerking wildly as she tried desperately to find satisfaction from her ruined orgasm. She couldn’t use her hands, as they were the only thing keeping her from full impalement. She clenched her legs together as they trembled and that unintentionally caused Roadhog to get excited. He grabbed her waist and pumped her madly. She whined loudly as he fucked her and after a minute he stopped.

She opened her eyes curiously to see Sombra and Junkrat watching with similar bewilderment. The moment lasted for a long time before she figured out he was about to blow. She grunted, feeling his cock spasm again and again as the eruption came. His thick sperm collected in her belly, making her suit bulge outward. It grew painfully tight before the fabric finally gave way. The front section split apart, allowing her heavy belly to sway as it continued growing.

Her small tits were exposed too, with hard nipples pointing upward from the perky mounds. Her grip faltered and she fell forward as the big man held her in place, still unloading into her ass. He eased her to the ground, bending her over awkwardly as her belly squished against her thighs. She leaned upon her hands, slowly moving forward as he followed her. She felt a pressure building in her throat and she tried to stifle it for a moment before cum shot out of her mouth, splattering on the ground.

The two spectators hooted as they stepped back. Roadhog finally finished, slipping his impressive cock from her ass. She kept the fluid in mostly, trying to save some vestige of her dignity. She could see the lit button in her MEKA, and with the last ounces of strength, she shot forward, lunging at the self-destruct button. She was stopped short however, as she was far too large to fit through the hatch. The others laughed as they watched the inflated girl struggle.

She finally worked herself free, preparing to let it out and be completely humiliated for the rest of her career. Suddenly she heard a roar and a thud as an enraged Winston swatted Junkrat off of the nearby cliff. He trotted ahead and tossed Sombra into Roadhog. The girl bounced off of his belly, making the fat man stumble back against a wall. Winston took him out quickly before grabbing Sombra once more.

He tore away at her clothing, exposing most of her main body. The petite Mexican girl shot at him, but he swatted the gun from her hand. She frantically tried to type something above her wrist, but the frenzied ape covered her hacking device. He took her small body and sniffed the air. The enraged ape’s cock grew before their eyes. It wasn’t very big compared to the hulking beast, but in relation to Sombra and D.Va it was outlandish. The arm sized cock had a small pointed tip that led up to a much broader section.

Winston fought with Sombra, poking the cock into her mouth before spinning her over and making her go to her hands in knees. He held her in place as he guided his pillar in between her tanned cheeks. Her eyes and mouth opened wide with shock as the monstrous gorilla poked into her behind. Sombra yelled as he stabbed deeper, making her stay in place as he forced his shaft into the warm, tight opening.

She was clearly struggling as she found something in the remnants of her jacket. She tossed a translocator ahead, panting as he went in and out of her behind. D.Va reached into her mech to find a spare pistol, using it to blast the hacker’s escape plan. Sombra cursed her in Spanish, moaning with torment as the ape went in past the midpoint. She shot up, looking like she might cry as Winston poked all the way. She clenched her teeth as he pumped her ass full, making her inflate in a similar fashion to Hana. The amount, however, was even more ridiculous. Her trim belly ballooned beneath her, lifting her to her tiptoes. Her small breasts expanded and her hips widened as the fluid fought to find refuge in her tiny body. Winston stood on two feet, grunting as his cock slid out of the expanding woman. He was still hard and Hana was suddenly scared when she saw her teammate turn to her.

She leaned on her mech, still retaining the enemy’s goo. She couldn’t escape in her condition, and she could only wait as the wild animal jumped behind her. He growled as he spun her around, sat back, and pulled her atop him. He nudged the tip of his cock against her loins and jabbed in. D.Va’s belly bounced as he entered and the large object between her legs made her even weaker. Winston put his arms behind his head as he waited, knowing it was only a matter of time until she couldn’t stand.

Reaching back, she tried to find the mech or his knee to lean, but nothing was close enough. She sank slowly onto his thick organ, huffing as she took more and more. She was impressed that her body could take such a monster, but the preparation and natural lubrication helped. Her legs trembled as she fought a losing battle against her added weight. She let out a loud groan as she squatted on the bulky shaft, slipping lower and lower until her feet slid from beneath her.

She plopped down onto him, feeling the pointed cock push past the obstruction that halted her previous attacker. She shrieked as she tried to remain completely still, letting the body wracking pain subside. It took a moment before it changed to a dull ache and she noticed Winston had changed back into his regular self. He had gotten smaller, but his cock was still stuffed into her pussy. His expression showed he was trying to hold back.

“I’m sorry.” He spoke stiffly. “Just, don’t move… for a minute.”
The ache was too much for her, now that she knew he was back from his frenzied form. She shifted slightly, but that caused the pain to flare again. She tried to pull off, but it was stuck and every movement was agony. Winston clenched his teeth as she moved and when she pulled up he howled in response.

She felt his girth expand inside her, painfully pushing her cervix open. She felt jets of cum going where they shouldn’t. Making her full stomach grow even larger. She watched her skin swell atop the grunting ape. The gentle giant couldn’t stop himself now, unloading more and more into her nether regions. She couldn’t get off either, as his cock was trapped in her belly. She balled her fists and hit his chest, but he only continued, delivering an absurd amount of cum into her small body.

She glanced over to see Sombra attempting to crawl away, letting cum roll from her tight ass as she rolled onto her side. She grit her teeth and hit the ground as she tried fruitlessly to escape the scene. Winston was no longer invested in the fight though. He carefully tried to pull D.Va off, but he was still stuck. Her swollen belly enveloped his midsection and even he was surprised by the amount he produced.

“It is a side effect from the experiments on me.” He glanced to the struggling hacker. “I apologize. When I get aroused I become very hard to stop.”
“I can tell.” D.Va said without humor. “Help me get back before they see us. She pulled up with all her might, but again she failed to pull his cock free.

“No!” Winston shouted. He put his hands on his face and there was a moment’s paused before she shook as the hose inside her jerked to life once more. She squealed as he packed more and more cum into her already grossly inflated belly. Her breasts bulged and her ass swelled, but she was not big enough to hold that much. She slapped her hands over her mouth, just in case others watched.

That idea worked against her. Hana’s entire body pulled tight as her cheeks filled with sperm from her belly. Every inch of her frame filled to the limit before she finally popped like an overfilled balloon. Sombra watched with horror as the girl’s belly burst, leaving her remnants to fall upon her teammate. Her face showed a wide grin as it rested upon the ape’s chest. Winston stared in shocked silence as her body vanished. He scooted back to process what happened when he heard her voice over the radio.

“I’m back in the fight!”
“I’m glad to hear your voice!”
“Nothing can keep us from winning.” She spoke optimistically.
He noticed they had captured the point long ago. “Sorry for the team kill.”
“It’s okay! Winky face!”
“Huh.” Winston spoke to himself now. “She doesn’t remember it at all. Must have the maturity filter on.”

He gave another look to the immobile Mexican girl, scoffing. “I’ll send them your way.” He leapt away to join his teammates.

Cortana’s Inquiry

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The room was lit evenly, clean and devoid of any items. The purple woman appeared standing with her hands together as her voluptuous breasts rolled between her arms. Her sizable belly stretched outward beneath her clasped hands and her wide ass led to thick thighs. Cortana’s perfect face smiled with genuine care as she tilted her head in greeting. “Hello again, Scott. How are you enjoying the experiences?”

“It’s great! Why are they still testing this? They could make a killing selling this thing.”
“Thank you, but there are still some kinks that they want to iron out. Are the characters acting properly? Would you like to see them act differently?”
“They’re fine. Didn’t you say that these were made by the programmers? How can I alter them?”
She put her hands to her sides, allowing her full body to bounce subtly as she changed her stance. “They set the main parameters, but things can easily be altered.” She glanced down to grab armfuls of her perfectly shaped purple breasts. “Like me. I can also act differently too. I keep my baseline, but I can be a completely different character if you’d like.

Cortana blurred momentarily, changing into a cartoonish princess with big blue eyes and otherwise dainty features. She giggled as her pink gown flowed. Next she changed to a masked woman with generous hips and a ridiculously small waist. Wearing predominantly red and black, she cocked her head like a mother scolding her child. Another blur came and her body shifted to a bigger woman with bright pink hair with matching jacket and pants. Her white t-shirt displayed her low, but large breasts. With a tattoo along her forearm and numerous tools and shotgun shells along her waist, this woman looked mildly imposing in spite of her smile.

Finally she switched to Samus Aran. The modestly built blonde woman was in her zero suit, giving an unusual smile. “I can also make characters a little more endowed if you’d like.” The woman’s sleek body expanded in the bust and the behind as she grew slightly taller. Her face shifted, making her look more confrontational. She bounced her newly expanded chest, which also caused her ass to jiggle too. “Like what you see, Scott?”

“Yes, yes, but I prefer Cortana.”

Samus blurred and Cortana returned to her native model. She held up a finger before she expanded her purple frame once again. As he directed in the beginning, she was now supporting a full belly, hefty breasts, and a supple ass. “Just trying to understand what you like.” She clasped her hands upon her tummy. “I’ll show you a few more standard scenarios before I add in a few I think you might enjoy. Is that okay?”
“Certainly.”

She stepped closer and took his hands, directing them onto her chest. She watched him with warm curiosity as he kneaded her voluptuous breasts, squeezing them gently and carefully. He reached lower, grabbing her large ass, squeezing it in the same manner as he hugged her close. He gripped hard this time, making her grunt and squint.

“Do you actually feel pain?”
“I was programmed to, yes.” He spanked her, but it was gently. “I can ignore it if required, but I do still have the understanding. All the characters ‘feel,’ but you are free to interact however you’d like.”
He drew back and slapped her hard on the behind, causing her to stumble aside as she covered her ass. Her mouth opened and her eyes tightened with agony. He grabbed hold of her and pushed her arms aside before pulling her hips. She bent down submissively as he undid his pants, taking his cock easily in her back door.

It felt like it was lubricated, and even though there wasn’t a visible opening it passed inside. He took hold of her hair, watching her pained expression as he pumped her ass. He reached around and grabbed her tit, squeezing it with all of his might. She contested, which only aroused him more.

“Take it easy… easy!” She barked the last word, whimpering as he rammed her ass. Her belly rocked beneath them and her rump slapped against his skin. He drove up with a few final strokes before he shot in her ass. Cortana sighed with each pulse, looking down to see his streams of sperm collecting in her transparent belly. She lifted and moved ahead, looking back with a hurt glare.

Scott planted a kiss on her cheek before stepping back. “That was fun. I’m ready for more.”
Cortana composed herself, smoothing her hair and straightening her stance. Her hurt expression changed to an assured smile. “Okay, I will make sure to add a few… hostile encounters for you.”
“Don’t go too wild.” He gazed down upon her feminine form. “Could you also make the encounters longer? They always seem to go by so quickly.”
“Of course. I can extend the scenes and add some related material.”
His seed pooled in her midsection. “Good.” He jabbed her belly, enjoying the motion. “It’s fun seeing the variety of the scenarios.” He took her hand, showing contrast to his dominance. “I can be very gentle too.” He hugged her close, carefully squishing her curves between them as he kissed her neck.
Cortana smirked. “You are a complex man, Scott. I will try to keep you entertained.”

Lingering Spirits

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“What do you think?”
“I think it will work. The cost is right.”
“But people died here.”
“People have died everywhere, Shannon. This is the best rental house we are going to find for this price. We need to take that guy’s offer before someone else grabs this place.”

Shannon turned to look again at the tan, two story home. It looked average from the outside, and inside it was well maintained. Most of the fixtures were less than ten years old and it was an extremely good deal for $500 a month with utilities included. ”Maybe I am being a coward. Having some relaxing space for us would be really nice. Fine, let’s do it.”
The curvy girl smiled as she nodded slowly. “All right.” They went back inside to finish the paperwork and within the day they were moving in to the new place.

The first few days were uneventful, as Shannon and Ning both unpacked in between classes. Shannon took the first floor bedroom and Ning took the upstairs. They did little else for the first week, but they made time to enjoy their Friday movie night. Ning chose the original version of the Grudge, claiming it was far superior to the American remake.

They got into pajamas and cooked some popcorn, turning the lights off to add ambiance. The tension built and the squealed very vocally as the story progressed. Finally, Shannon had to pause for a bathroom break. Ning got out her phone as she waited, mocking her friend for her weak nerves.

Shannon ignored her roommate as she stepped through the doorway and flipped on the bathroom light. She was unsettled by the movie thus far and she couldn’t help but peer behind the shower curtain to calm her mind. She realized how childish she was being and decided to look on her phone while she did her business. She felt a chill, but realized it was from the partially open window. Once finished, she washed her hands, inspecting herself in the mirror.

A red streak ran through her jet black hair. Subtle makeup drew focus to her deep, enticing eyes and luscious pink lips. She usually had an upbeat attitude, but her unshakable nervousness made her question every shadow. Her thoughts derailed as she noticed no hand-towel. She went to the hallway and had to stand on her tip-toes to reach the upper shelf. She wordlessly cursed her friend as she fumbled, reaching to the back to snag a towel.

She turned, gasping at the sight of a young, preadolescent girl dressed in a light blue dress. The girl’s ratty dark hair partially covered her vacant expression. The girl lifted her head only slightly before vanishing completely. Shannon let out a blood curdling scream as she bolted into the living room.

Ning sprang up with a shocked expression. “What happened?!”
“S-s-saw a girl.” She stammered as she trembled.
Ning embraced her roommate, stroking her back to calm her. “Are you sure it was a girl?”
“Yes! She was there for a second and then she… then she wasn’t.” She pulled back with panicked eyes. “It felt so real, but it…”
“It was just from the show, I promise.”

Ning comforted her friend, stopping their movie night as they sat in the living room with multiple lights on. They got ready for bed together, both sleeping in Shannon’s bed for the night. Nothing happened for a few days and they suspected it was just her mind toying with her. They focused on school until the following Friday night, when they decided to continue the movie where they had left off.

Ning left the light on for her friend, making sure to keep an eye on her as the scares came and went. They paused for a bathroom break, making sure to turn on the hall lights as they took turns using the bathroom. Shannon came back without incident and Ning went next. She was a reasonable woman, but she couldn’t shake the feeling of being watched.

Stepping into the hall, the light dimmed for an instant as a shadow shifted in the kitchen. She assumed Shannon was getting a drink and decided to grab one herself. She was puzzled to find an empty room. She shrugged as she got two glasses of water and made her way back. As she flipped off the lights she noticed a silhouette standing in the other entranceway, illuminated from the hallway light. She gasped as she flipped the switch again. Nothing was there. Nervously, she flipped the switch off once again, seeing the same outline standing a short distance away.

She turned the lights on, spilling one of the cups upon the wall. She yelped as she ran to the living room, finding her friend on her phone. They both turned to watch, but nothing was following. Ning turned the lights on and off to prove her claim, but they saw no one else present. Ning was clearly troubled, clinging to her friend as they talked about moving out once again.

“We can’t afford to move now, can we?”
“Not really, but I can’t stay here anymore…. I can try to borrow some cash from my parents.” The robust Asian girl clenched her friend’s sleeve, scanning the room as she spoke. Her eyes welled with tears. “What is going on here?”
“It only happened while watching this movie, maybe it’s just us.”

They discussed it for a long while, keeping vigil for any odd happenings in the darker regions of the room. They decided there must be some sort of gas leak that was causing hallucinations. They stayed at Ning’s parent’s place and called the landlord to investigate the next day.

The man was kind of short with them as he led them through the house. He was miffed that they left the lights upstairs on, but he was patient when explaining how the carbon monoxide detector was fully functional. As he stepped outside to leave, Ning asked if they could get their next month’s rent refunded.

“You know, I don’t believe in the spirits, but others mentioned something like what you saw.” The 40 something man said as he looked them over.
Shannon and Ning both watched him intently. “What do you mean?”
“The last three girls who stayed here were scared to death for the first month, but then they changed their minds suddenly. They said the ‘ghosts’ were harmless.” He drew out the term mockingly. “They moved out without a scratch. I can’t give you money for next month back and you signed a deal for 90 days at least. I’m sorry, but it’s the rules.”

With some frustration the girls stayed, with nothing special happening for a few more days. They made sure not to be home at night alone, but the next occurrence came in the late afternoon on a cloudy day. Ning was still in town and Shannon was working on a paper. She searched the internet for sources, sipping on smoothie as she listened to music.

She clicked on a site with a dark color scheme and noticed an odd reflection. She leaned closer with uncertainty, finally realizing it was a person. She shrieked as she launched her headphones and jumped from her chair. The middle-aged woman wore a long dark blue dress. Her pale arm reached out as she let out a low, chilling moan. A shiver ran along Shannon’s spine as she stood, transfixed with fear. The woman’s sunken eyes gazed upon her as she moved closer.

“Too small.” The specter growled, her cold hand touching Shannon’s chest.

Shannon stumbled back against the wall, unable to evade the ghost’s touch. She felt the chilling fingers through her thick shirt, sliding along her breasts. The woman pulled back, allowing Shannon to spring upright and run for the door. She felt bulky; moving clumsily, she staggered into the door frame. She felt the cold hands run along her rump, squeezing her ass before the ghost vanished completely.

The sun was setting as Ning came through the door, setting some retail bags upon the floor. She stepped into the well-lit living room to find Shannon sitting on the couch with her arms around her knees.

Sniffling, she looked up despairingly. “We should have left.”
“What happened?” Ning sat down beside her.
Shannon sighed as she got up. Her sweatshirt was pulled tight upon her chest and the baggy pajama pants couldn’t hide her comfy backside. It was notable before, but now her wide hips and thick ass made her short frame very shapely.

She huffed as she unzipped her top, pausing for a moment, unintentionally showcasing her cleavage. She continued and pulled faster. Her enormous breasts burst forth, as she wasn’t wearing a shirt beneath. Ning had seen them a few times before, and now they were easily two or three times as large. They bounced as they settled, and Shannon reached up to cup them.

“My bras don’t fit anymore! This is ridiculous! The ghost touched me and turned me into a freak!”
“It doesn’t look that bad.”
“None of my normal clothes fit and I’m huge! What will people say? How can this happen?”
Ning reached out, hugging her closely, ignoring the awkwardly large breasts between them. “We’ll deal with this together. Maybe they’re just temporary.”
“God I hope so. I can’t go to school like this. I can’t even go to a doctor.” She pulled away, looking down upon her chest. “I can’t even tell my parents!”
“You can tell them-“
“What will I say? A ghost touched me and made my boobs and butt bigger? Come on!” Shannon crossed her arms with difficulty. “I need to fix this.”
“We need to leave this house.”
“I can’t leave like this!” She thought as she paced. “Now we know that they won’t hurt us, maybe we can have them fix this.”
“How in the world could we do that?”
“I don’t know, a séance or something?”
It was dark outside as Shannon stomped to the edge of the room and flicked the lights. “Fix me! Please help me go back to normal!”

Ning gasped as she noticed a figure backlit by the entryway light. Shannon yelped, switching the lights on once again. An uneasy silence fell over the room before all the lights dimmed and went out again. The switch did nothing as she frantically clicked it. Suddenly one light came on, showing the ghostly figure standing next to Ning. The woman in blue wrapped her sallow arms around the darker skinned girl, gently raking her fingers along her body in all directions.

The lights went out for a moment before returning to normal. Ning was horrified, unsure of what was to come. She put a hand on her belly and another on her chest as she looked to her friend. Shannon approached, but Ning put out a hand to stop her. She grunted as she buckled down. She clenched her teeth, exposing her braces as she gasped. Her leggings pulled tight as her hips slowly spread and her t-shirt hugged her burgeoning bust line.

Her belly grew, puffing out in front of her, causing her shirt to lift. Shannon rifled through her pocket, finding her house key. She poked a hole in Ning’s tight shirt, using her hands to rip it open the rest of the way. She tried to pierce the leggings, but they were too thick. She reached behind, fumbling for Ning’s bra clasps, but again she failed. Ning lumbered ahead, pushing her roommate aside as she sat upon the couch. With her arms at her sides, she accepted her fate, scrunching her face as the discomfort continued.

Her bra pulled tight, with skin pushing above the cups. Her leggings stretched, growing thinner as her body swelled. The chubby girl was quickly growing fatter before their eyes. She whimpered as she tugged on her bra. It dug into her tanned skin before it gave way, launching to the cushion beside her. Her chest was far grander than Shannon’s, having been hidden by her undergarment. Each breast could was at least two handfuls, pleasantly rounded as they rested upon her spherical belly.

The leggings started to fray, ripping at multiple points. The fabric opened larger sections, letting her radiant skin peek through. Her remaining clothes were tatters within a minute, leaving only the top band and her underwear in place. Her stomach bulged, making her look pregnant as it stretched the last bits of clothing around her waistline. She grunted as the band pulled tighter, looking to her friend with pained eyes. She let out a hurt sigh as her hips widened, causing her pink panties to be enveloped by her shaven mound.

The panties pulled tight, grinding into her pussy as she tried to tear them away. Ning was frantic, yanking with what little strength she had in this situation. Her face tightened as she twisted them at the top, pulling with both hands. A line of cotton disappeared into her privates, as her body continued to fill out. She gave up, leaning back as she huffed, attempting to endure the discomfort. The fabric was buried in her pliable skin and a ripping sound came. The panties snapped and then again after a miniscule delay. She was nearly in tears as she stabilized her breathing, finally free of the restriction.

With the growth stopped and the ghost gone, Ning held out her hands, inspecting her thick arms before hoisting herself up from the couch. She looked down and behind, speechless at her swollen body. She retained her hourglass figure and smooth skin, but she was easily double the size. Her movements were uncoordinated and awkward, bumping into a table and the edge of the wall as she stepped into the bathroom. Shannon followed, awaiting her friend’s thoughts on what had transpired.

“How are we supposed to live like this? What the hell was that?” Ning touched her expanded body.
“A ghost touched us and we got fat.” Shannon looked into the mirror from behind her friend, lifting her full breasts. “No one will ever believe us.”
“I barely believe it!” She raised her mammaries, letting them pour from her arms. “How did I get so huge so fast?” She looked back at her friend. “How come I got so big and you didn’t?”
“I don’t know! I didn’t stop to ask!” Shannon gave her an irritated glare. “We need to figure this out. What if it makes us bigger?”
Ning sighed, trying to think rationally. “It doesn’t seem to like the light and we don’t see it for weeks at a time, so maybe we’ll be okay for the night and tomorrow we can start moving out.”
“Don’t you see us? What are we going to tell people? We can’t avoid people until we get back into shape!”
“We can play hooky tomorrow and try to think this out.”

They agreed and stayed together as they got their pajamas and got ready for bed. Shannon was nervous to sleep, but Ning made the point – they couldn’t do a thing to stop the apparition except run. The damage was done, so why be afraid for the night? Ning was insistent on showering and Shannon didn’t want to be alone, so she stayed in the bathroom, unable to relax as she brushed her teeth.

She stripped down, inspecting her broadened ass and wider hips. She looked better, she thought, but it was too noticeable. Her bigger chest was also going to draw attention in school. A small girl with suddenly sizable assets would surely be the talk of the campus. Her belly had remained smooth and trim, however, and her extremities hadn’t puffed out like Ning’s had.

“I can’t even wash my back now!” Ning lamented from the shower. “A damned ghost made me into a cow! This can’t be real!” She sniffled.
Shannon built her confidence as she pulled the curtain open from the back. “Can I help?”

Ning cast her eyes down, saying nothing as she nodded. Shannon stepped into the shower, taking the soap and rubbing it along her friend’s curvy back and sides. She wasn’t shy as she moved down and lathered between her legs, turning her to get the front as well. They had joked about being lovers before, but Shannon had a boyfriend at the time. She worked her soapy hands along the sun-kissed breasts, one at a time, proceeding to rub her filled belly and then trail lower, washing her friend’s privates as she watched.

Ning was stunned, allowing her to do as she pleased. She enjoyed it for a time before stopping the exploration, guiding Shannon up as the water and soap rolled along their bodies. “We have to figure this out. In movies the people always solve the mystery as to why the ghost is there. Maybe we have to figure something out to get back to normal.”
“Maybe. Just try to forget about it for tonight.”
Ning grinned for an instant before the seriousness returned. “Just talk to the landlord tomorrow and see if he knows anything about it. Don’t mention the ghosts, but just ask him about this place.”
“Why me?” Shannon pulled back and lathered herself up, working her heavy breasts with care.
“Because you can hide those things.”
“What if we’re stuck like this?”
“Then we’ll have to bust out a treadmill!” Ning smiled nervously, turning to rinse off. “We’ll figure this out.”

Shannon stepped through the door timidly, glad to see a nearly empty department store. She found the larger bras and selected a 36D size, bringing them to the changing room. No one was there to check her as she stepped into the changing room. She gawked at her sculpted behind, hugged closely by the normally loose fitting jeans. They drew attention from the snug sweatshirt. Her bust was controlled for now, but it was only due to Ning’s ingenuity.

Undoing the makeshift binding they made for her chest, she tried on the garment. It was too small, but she figured the next size larger would work. Preparing to head out, she carefully aligned the thin shirt she used to keep herself in check. The arms wound around her chest tightly, the knotted sleeves resting between her mountainous breasts. Coming out, a slim teenaged girl came over to help. The employee stopped her, asking if she found what she was looking for.

“Uh, it was the wrong size.”
The girl took the garment, checking the size. Her eyes widened and a frown of astonishment crossed her face. “Well, you picked something pretty large to start with. Maybe I can get you something better.” Before she could contest the woman was already leading her to the bras, finding a 36C. “Maybe try this one?”
She took the bra, knowing it was what she had originally worn before the change. “Thanks, but I’ll keep looking too.”
“Oh sure, I’ll just be over there.” The woman pointed across the display area, smiling as she walked away.

Shannon found a 36DD bra, hoping that two cup sizes larger than her pre-growth would be enough. She also found some cheaper plus size clothes for her roommate, avoiding the bras for now. She knew she needed to measure her friend before that purchase.

She turned, tripping on a clothing stand, bumping into another. The ordeal drew the woman’s attention and she felt the shirt coming undone beneath her sweatshirt. She quickly put her arms together, squishing her breasts to keep the binding in place. She lost hold of a bulky shirt, allowing it to fall to the floor.
The woman cheerfully took it. “Want me to bring these to the counter?” She glanced down to Shannon’s chest, saying nothing about her odd stance.

The woman left her, but Shannon knew she couldn’t fix the shirt that had been tied around her chest. It stayed in her top as she approached the counter. Her chest was pushing hard against the sweatshirt as she found her wallet. The woman scanning the items paused as she looked at the bra.

“Did you get the wrong-“ She stopped as she looked up, suddenly aware of Shannon’s larger bust size. “Sorry.”
“It’s fine, mine broke and I had to make it work.”
“How did you hide them so well? I barely noticed!”
“I just wrapped them up.”
“Like a present!” The girl blushed, embarrassed by her blurted comment. She took the money, limiting the conversation from that point on.

The overcast day offered limited light through the open windows. Ning flipped through channels as she waited naked upon the couch. Without any fitting clothes, she was forced to await Shannon’s return. She turned on all of the lights, preparing for darkness to fall. Heading back to her seat, she heard the door open and close. She called for Shannon, but no response came. She peeked around the corner, but the entryway was vacant. Unnerved, she felt a chill upon her skin. She turned to see a young girl watching her with distant eyes.

“When is mommy coming home?” The girl vanished.

Ning trembled with fear as the lights dimmed and flickered. From the kitchen, she saw the outline of the older woman sliding toward her. The specter paused as the lights went out completely, waiting a few feet ahead. The shape rushed forward passing through Ning as she stumbled back, screaming with terror. She dropped to the floor as the lights returned to normal. The ghosts were gone and her body felt cold throughout.

She was on her hands and knees as her body expanded in all directions. Her plump frame bulged, hanging as gravity pulled her mass lower. Her stomach ballooned wider as it hung lower and her skin stretched tight. Her boobs hung, the weighted spheres swaying like pendulums as she leaned forward. Her meaty rump grew thicker, as reached back to touch it. The soft, squishy skin molded beneath her grasp and it grew still. She grumbled as she put her hand back onto the ground, unable to stop her expansion.

Her arms and legs were double their normal size and she toppled onto her back, sprawling out upon the floor. Her breasts flattened against her chest, making it hard to breathe under the immense weight. Her stomach pressed her into the carpeted floor, as her ass flattened beneath her. Her whole body was almost three times as large and she was completely helpless. Lying nude as she looked up to the ceiling, she still felt an odd cold inside her.

The door opened and Shannon appeared, gasping as she dropped her bags and rushed ahead. Ning was so tired, breathing laboriously as she watched her friend’s concern. Then, in an instant, she felt energy flow through her body. Ning sprang up, her fat trembling from the abrupt movement. She grabbed Shannon’s leg firmly, directing her closer. Her roommate followed sheepishly as Ning directed her into place, tugging on her hand, she settled atop her expansive frame. Shannon’s breasts nestled below Ning’s rotund belly.

Ning ripped open Shannon’s sweatpants, revealing her manicured privates and guiding her into position. Shannon moaned, unable or unwilling to pull away from the unexpected pleasure. Ning licked her friend’s trimmed pussy, poking deeper into the opening. She enjoyed the taste, working her tongue from side to side before moving higher to tickle her button. She reached up to clutch the perfectly sized ass as she worked her tongue.

Shannon gasped, edging away as the sensation overwhelmed her. She was stunned that Ning was able to hold her in place. After failing to escape, she decided to embrace the feeling. Shannon moaned loudly, reaching down to finger Ning in kind. She never expected her to be so forward, but Ning certainly knew how to pleasure a woman. Shannon kept her finger in as she kissed her lover’s privates. They continued the motion for a short while before an orgasm crept upon them. Shannon opened her legs wider and pressed down, feeling the wetness building.

She couldn’t resist. Shannon tensed as pleasure overtook her, making her pull up as she worked her hips into Ning’s kiss. She pressed her finger in, attempting to pleasure her lover as she endured the body-controlling orgasm. She felt light-headed for a moment as Ning pushed her aside and crawled behind her. Ning spun her around and took hold of her legs, opening them and raising them high as they sat together.

The ghostly young girl stood before them once again, making the lights flicker wildly. She raised her head as she jerkily walked closer. Shannon was short of breath, unable to scream as the girl’s cold hands touched her inner thighs. With a piercing glare, the girl knelt between her legs.

“I love you mommy.” The girl put her head down, pushing it against Shannon’s vagina. She squirmed as she opened unimaginably wide, allowing the young girl to slip inside. Her shoulders caused an immense pressure before they somehow fit into her gaping opening. Shannon begged Ning to stop, but she held her without emotion, watching as the little girl went in to the hips. The suction helped the process, pulling the girl deeper and deeper. Her bare legs stayed mostly straight as they slipped into Shannon’s opening. She sat in a stunned silence as the girl completely vanished inside of her.

Ning let go of her legs, clumsily getting to her feet. She walked to the phone to call someone before proceeding to the front door, her swollen body mostly obscured in the shadows. Shannon was confused by the whole ordeal, realizing her belly hadn’t grown at all. She got up, realizing there was a sudden warmth in her new bra. She rubbed the front, noticing a spot upon her nipples. The wetness grew and she quickly removed her top, feeling her bra pulling tighter. She rushed to unclasp the undergarment, finding a trickle of milk coming from her erect nipples. They had darkened and grown and she could see her breasts were growing again too.

Pinching her nipples, Shannon inadvertently caused the milk to spray outward in front of her. She gasped, covering them with her hands. The milk continued to run along her fingers, but her panic was cut short as a knock came on the door. The landlord appeared, stunned by the scene. Ning ushered him inside, and he observed Shannon holding her lactating breasts as he followed the unclothed, plump Asian girl to the couch.

The man fell into the seat as Ning mounted him, moving with relative ease for her size. She took hold of her superbly large breasts, pressing them against his face. He reached around to take handfuls of her marvelous butt, squeezing it as she rubbed his face into her tits. Shannon ignored her leaking breasts to observe Ning, acting completely possessed as she mounted the older man.

“I knew you’d start to like this place after a while.” The man smiled as he held her wide hips.
“I’ve been waiting for this.” Ning looked to Shannon with certainty. “Our daughter finally found someone. We can go someplace better now!”

The man was confused as she leaned ahead, trapping him beneath her weight. Ning’s body grew even larger as she smothered him. His pale arms slapped against her radiant skin, trying desperately to get out of her deadly embrace. Ning seemed to enjoy it, grinding her hips against him as he squirmed. His muffled screams enticed her even more and soon she was moaning loudly, making the couch scoot along the floor as she humped him. It took a minute or two until he finally went limp and her orgasm caused the real Ning to return.

The immense woman jumped up, stepping away heavily as she saw the lifeless man before her. She turned to Shannon with worry, gazing down upon her outlandishly large body. She was huge, but her tight curves and round belly made her look like a husky pregnant woman. Her wide shoulders and hips helped to balance her heavy stature. A chill came as an apparition reappeared behind the lifeless man. The woman smiled subtly, standing with her hands clasped.

“Take care of my little girl.”

It was a rough few days. Thankfully the clothes Shannon bought still fit her extra curvy frame after the event. Ning had to help her to empty some milk, and they took some of the man’s money, but she was able to buy some plus sized clothes for Ning and practice their story. The police questioned them, but they finally ruled it natural causes. The ghosts seemed to be gone completely and the news said that the man was a widower whose daughter had fallen from her window one night. In turn, that caused his wife to fall into a deep depression, overeating and hating herself for months before taking her own life. She blamed herself for leaving the window unlocked.

The man’s brother got ownership of the house, saying they could stay there for the next year free of charge after the traumatic experience.

“Well that was a story to tell.” Ning was upbeat about the situation as they got ready for bed.
“No one would believe it.”
Ning shrugged. “I guess. Looks like you got the best deal, though. Look at that amazing butt!” They both stood naked and unashamed after the ordeal.
“You look pretty good too.”
She scoffed shaking her stomach. “Maybe after I trim myself down over the next few months.”
“What do you think she meant by-“ Shannon looked into the mirror, dropping her hair brush. Her reflection showed an immense pregnancy belly that dominated her shorter frame. She turned, touching her smooth stomach as she inspected the warped reflection. The stomach only showed in the reflection, but it bothered her immensely. Ning didn’t know how to respond.

“Does that mean?” Shannon finally spoke, looking to her with concern.
“That explains the lactation.”

Her Majesty’s Most Peculiar Ministry

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Links were established and paper trails appeared, all connecting Oxanna’s research to other facilities around the world. Her husband’s first discovery of an aging cream set everything in motion. Thanks to countless human experiments and funding from unknown sources, the Russians had expanded upon the idea and used it to manipulate human bodies in numerous ways. Most recently, they inadvertently created a living replica of Abbey.

The clone didn’t speak and always showed glee when they would stimulate her with electricity or fire. She wasn’t immune, just highly tolerant. Katherine watched as the men in hazard suits approached the examination platform. Abbey’s clone was displayed upright, with restraints upon her ankles and wrists. One man worked a tube into her rump; giving the all clear as his assistant pulled a lever. The tube connected to a 40 litre transparent tank suspended from the ceiling. They filled it with normal water for now to check how much she could expand. They saw the video and they were shocked by the slime girl’s size. I wonder if this thing can match its mother.
 
Katherine felt the bottle in her pocket. We haven’t figured out why these pills worked, but we were able to replicate them. She was prepared to stop the creation if things went awry. The clone passed the 10 litre amount without complaint, taking far more than an average person could handle. Showing a very prominent belly, she passed the 20 litre mark. Even when she took it all, the woman was relaxed and watching without complaint. Her stomach was grossly oversized, much larger than the real Abbey’s stomach had ever grown. It hung past her knees, nearly touching the floor.

The lead researcher called to empty the woman, but something caught their eyes. The inflated girl’s stomach bulged outward, expanding and contracting in slow pulses. The girl howled loudly, thrashing against her bonds. Katherine hastily opened the container as she ran closer, deftly slipping a few pills up the struggling girl’s ass. This only seemed to agitate the clone, and soon she developed a greenish hue. The creature’s hands and feet slipped free from the closed bonds as she stepped to the ground. She delivered a hard strike to one of the guards as the other shot her in the back. Bullets slowed as they passed through her now translucent skin, tumbling gently to the ground on the opposite side.

Confused, Katherine lobbed a handful of the pills at the monster. It trembled, splashing as it roared ahead. Abbey’s slimy doppelganger filled out, its entire frame growing as the pills dissolved beneath its skin. The creature’s clear body clouded and its curves expanded. The female creature had a wide, laden body within seconds, appearing as an overweight pregnant woman. It hoisted her by the neck, and ripped away her clothing, piece by piece. Kicking wildly, she was unable to escape its grasp as it peeled away her garments. Her vision started to fade when she heard something.

A quiet thump came from behind and the creature’s grasp faltered. She fell hard upon her ass, losing the last remnants of her formal attire to the ground. Her attacker dissolved into a pool of goop beneath her legs as she recovered. Looking back, an older, beautiful woman smirked with accomplishment. “I’m glad it worked. I took a chance.” She lowered the odd weapon, noting Katherine’s confusion. “This is a sonic cannon.” She presented the gray tube with handles for a moment before offering her hand. “My name is Priscilla, but you can call me P.”

“I’ve heard of you.” Katherine stood and stepped away from the creature’s remnants.
“It’s good to finally meet you.” The woman glanced down for a moment. “I’ve heard so much about you, Agent Evans.” Katherine made no attempt to hide her nudity as the woman stole another glance. Priscilla shook her head and pulled her mind back to the matter at hand. “We were working on an alternative method to dispatch this thing and luckily for you I was preparing it to test it shortly.”
“Thank you, can we find me some clothes n-“ She noticed the floor was dry, and the bulk of the substance behind her was also missing.

“Oh.” The woman’s aged, alluring eyes showed worry. “It’s gotten away.” She thought for a time, inspecting her weapon. “But why didn’t this work?”
“The pills only made it angry and change color. How do we stop it?”
“I was watching the recording… Maybe it’s weakening the structure with each application. I think it might be building some sort of resistance or even immunity to the capsules.”

She rambled on and Katherine finally understood why she wasn’t popular around the office. The woman had prominent, rosy cheeks with a dimpled smile as she discussed the scientific structure of the creature. Her glistening light brown hair rested upon her shoulders and her blouse was parted to show a small amount of cleavage. Like most women here, she knew how to look attractive. Unlike the agents, however, her good looks were wasted in the research office. She was incredibly intelligent, but she could be quite dull, as she heard.

She was still going when Katherine decided to halt her explanation. “We have to stop it before it gets topside.”
“The subfloors are in lockdown already. Perhaps if we use this cannon one or two more times it will completely destroy the thing.” She offered the weapon.
Katherine got a feel for the gun as she moved to the door. “Stay close.”
“You’re not going to cover yourself?”
“No time. Hope you don’t mind.”
P smirked. “Not one bit. You have a nice behind.”

Katherine responded with a smile before moving into the hallway. She cleared each corner with Priscilla in tow. Hearing a faint noise, she came around the corner to see Lyla. With a sly grin and a raised eyebrow, the woman put a hand on her hip. She was entirely nude; her very ample breasts drawing their attention as the girl came closer. They were perfectly shaped, natural, and gigantic. Her nipples sat low, pointing slightly upward upon the silky smooth melons.

“Want to have some fun?” Lyla spoke seductively as she reached out to cup Katherine’s more modest breast.
She pulled back. “Where are your clothes?”
“I lost them.” She continued approaching, and Katherine continued edging backward.
“Stop.” She aimed the gun at her supposed co-worker. “You’re not Lyla.”

The buxom woman pursed her kissable lips as she scowled. She knocked the gun away before hitting Katherine in her exposed crotch. Katherine hit the woman in the arm as she fell to the ground, gasping in pain. P stepped back, unable to reach the cannon as Lyla descended upon her. The replica woman held up her hand, showing off her light skin shifting to a greenish hue. It pulled away the woman’s suit pants, leaving only a few remnants around her legs and waist.

Priscilla was stunned as the creature pushed her malleable hand up her snatch. They locked eyes as the wrist passed through and P showed her discomfort. Her stomach bulged as the copied woman thrust up to her elbow. Within moments the aggressor was on her knees, shoulder deep into the researcher. Katherine was recovering, quietly reaching for the weapon as the woman put her other arm in. She had both arms almost in entirely when Kathrine touched the gun. It shifted, making a small noise that caused the creature to pull away, leaving its arms behind. P whimpered as she fell back against the wall and slid to the floor, her gaping pussy slowly closing as the goo moved deeper inside of her.

The clone’s skin returned to a human shade as it kicked the sonic cannon from her hand. Katherine sent a heel into her sizable chest, causing one of her tits to mash in and bounce with an oddly satisfying motion. Katherine reached up to strike the other one, making them bounce out of rhythm. The armless woman stumbled as her heavy breasts stopped moving. She avoided a strike before diving downward head-butting Katherine’s unintentionally exposed vagina.

She gasped, expecting pain, but instead the copy’s head changed shape in an instant, reforming as it pushed into her loins. The pain came soon after, as the slime woman maneuvered into her womb. Gritting her teeth, Katherine tried to close her legs, but it was a vain attempt. Slime rushed into her as P nudged the gun closer. She took hold and moved her legs wide as she aimed at the clone’s marvelous ass. She blasted the partially inserted slime woman. Green goo splattered outward, covering her legs. The substance inside settled, but it would not come out, no matter how hard she pushed. Gazing upon her swollen belly, Katherine tipped to the side and lifted herself up using the wall.

P had a similarly large stomach as she sat with her legs wide and a worried expression. “What do we do?”
Katherine shot another blast at the inert substance upon the floor, just to be certain. “We find a way to get this tosh out of us.” She pulled P to her feet, checking the green pool upon the floor. They continued down the hall at a labored pace.

“Ugh, I can’t, I just can’t.” Priscilla leaned upon the wall, slumping down.
“We just have to carry on, P.”
“What’s the point? We can’t get this thing out of us.”
“That seems a little pessimistic. There has to be some way to remove it!”
She perked up at that, shuffling along once more. “You’re right. We just need to get to my lab.”

They took a few minutes of strained walking, eventually reaching P’s office. They found the real Lyla and Abbey in a similar predicament. Abbey’s thick frame was spread upon the floor, her tall stomach shifting as she groaned. Lyla was balanced upon two office chairs to distribute her increased weight, flipping through the research notes for the Russian facilities. Both women were inflated heavily, giving the visitors an agitated glance.

“How do we get this out?!” Abbey pleaded as she lay.
P pushed into the room, leaning against the table where Lyla read. The wood creaked as she maneuvered around. “We know it is highly resistant to most stimulants, but water seemed to help it to expand. Clearly we need to figure some way to dry it out without harming our bodies.”

Lyla pushed away from the desk. Her massive breasts and belly wobbling as she rolled. Her short-cut chestnut brown hair partially obscured her accented blue eyes. Her full, light pink lips parted as she held her stomach. She looked to Katherine with frustration. “My comms got busted during our scuffle and I can’t find anything about this shite inside us. This whole thing is balls-up.”

“No need to get your knickers in a twist, dear.” Katherine always enjoyed the chance to patronize the number one agent. “We both know what they’re going to say.” She touched her ear, turning on the emergency communicator. “Operator, have any advice? This is Evans.”

“I was wondering when you’d call.” The man’s voice crackled in her ear. “We have the subfloors on lockdown, so it’s really up to you. I see the… substance isn’t doing any lasting harm, so perhaps you can wait it out?”
“How much air do we have?”
“Enough to last into tomorrow.”
“Any hope of a rescue mission?” Katherine already knew they answer.
“Sorry, but I saw how easily that stuff spread. I can’t risk that getting topside.”
She looked to the others. “No help coming, we have to deal with this first.”
“Of course.” Lyla put a hand on her knee. “Even if we get these out there’s no way to know if we got them all.”

Priscilla held up a finger. “We can probably use a specialized camera to locate them. As for dealing with them I think I have an idea.” She lumbered to the opposite side of the room, rifling through a cabinet. “Silica Gel. This stuff should draw some of the moisture from its body and ideally it will come out to find another hiding spot.”

“How are we going to get to them if they’re inside us?”
P held up an extending rod. “Simply place some of the desiccant on here and be very careful when inserting it.” She took a speculum from a drawer. “Who wants to go first?”
“I should since I’m still standing.” Katherine hauled her immense frame closer. She spread her legs and held her pussy wide as P sat down clumsily. She used the speculum to open her patient wide, working the clear orb onto the end of the telescoping rod.

“I see it.” She moved ever so carefully. “Here it comes.”
Katherine felt the slime inside shift violently, thrashing as it tried to fit its mass into her womb. The pain made her stumble and fall, thankfully P removed the rod in time. Her stomach writhed as she lay on her back and suddenly she felt it pushing out of her. The slime creature yanked itself out and slid across the floor, moving up a chair and into Lyla’s unprepared asshole.

The woman shrieked and lifted, causing the chairs to move apart. She fell between the supports, howling as she planted on her narrow ass. Her stomach grew quickly, making the other two girls seem tiny in comparison. Her epic tits expanded just enough to match her full frame and she still looked amazing in spite of her extended size. Both P and Abbey groaned as their occupants burst from their openings, crawling toward the immobile Lyla.

Both blobs moved beneath the inflated woman and carried her through the doorway. With the others still in shock, Katherine followed her with the sonic weapon in hand, quickly changing the battery as instructed. She came around a corner to find the Russian man from the previous facility with slime covering most of his skin. Now twice his normal size with green strips of goo wrapping around his body, the man looked wild and dangerous.

“You cannot stop us!” He ran forward, shrugging away a blast from the sonic cannon. He pulled the weapon from her grasp and took her arm. He took some slime and placed it on her wrists and ankles, binding her against the wall. Abbey and P came in to help, but he only repeated the process, subduing them all. He strained, directing all of the slime to move to his crotch. It molded together to form an immensely long and thick cock.

“You will regret killing our creator!” He got down, moving into the missionary position with an overfilled Lyla. She tried to pull away, but the bed of slime now held her tightly upon the floor. The man fucked her hard, causing her heavy body to bounce against his thrusts. He put his legs together to drive in with his entire body, making her belly squish as he continually dropped upon her. Lyla was truly defeated in the moment, trying desperately to find some means of escape.

This seemed to excite the augmented man, causing his speed to increase. He paused to lean back, sitting down with her legs over his shoulders as he leaned back. He rammed into her with even more force, raising her weighted frame high into the air as he pumped her. Lyla was resisting, but the wet noise betrayed her true enjoyment. It was hard to distinguish if she was excited or if she was just too full.

Suddenly the question was answered. The man stopped for a moment before he launched cum into her already huge belly. Somehow he filled her even more, causing her once taut belly to roll outwards. Her breasts were immaculate, with her nipples growing proportionately; the orbs pulled to touch the ground beside her, retaining the smooth, kissable skin.

“Don’t do this, please!” P cried out. “Just let us go and you can have her!”

The man withdrew his monstrous cock. Approaching the pleading woman suspended upon the wall. He took one of her well-portioned breasts as he tilted his head. With a smile he stepped aside, reaching up to free Katherine’s arm. The blob of slime moved down and added to his enhanced member. He also freed one leg, lifting it up to rest upon his shoulder. The monster poked the massive shaft into the ginger’s trimmed pussy, working it in smoothly.

Bucking and grunting, Katherine fought, showing pain as he parted her legs in a suspended split. He was unforgiving, ramming his gigantic rod in and out of her lower opening, making her drip as he drilled her. She hated to admit that she was loving the smooth feeling as the slime cock glided in and out. She reached down and rubbed her clit, ignoring the man’s laughter. Her body tingled as she enjoyed the shaft plunging into her. She approached orgasm and she knew he was too.

The man took hold of her free arm, stopping her enjoyment. She growled angrily as a minor, disappointing orgasm came. She was about to curse when she felt her pussy open wide. His colossal cock bulged as it sent blast after blast into her. She was stunned to see her stomach pulse upward, with the seed settling low. He gave her more doses than Lyla and she had the belly to show for it. He slid out, still erect and stepped back. Katherine felt another orgasm was near, and decided to take the opportunity. Reaching down, she rubbed her clit wildly, taking mere seconds before a full climax took hold of her body. She convulsed with pleasure, and as he slid out the fluid stayed in place. In spite of her push, nothing came out.

“Let me go!” P cried out. “You don’t need me with all these other tight holes!”

He moved to Abbey, again ignoring the antagonizing remarks. The man absorbed the slime on her legs, lifting her outward and pushing his enlarged member against her cushy backside. He used a hand to guide himself as he held her leg, and soon he was slipping between into her rump. Abbey pulled and bucked, but he was already edging deeper. He didn’t even make it in entirely when his cock shook violently, pumping more cum up her ass. Abbey watched with horror as her stomach puffed upward growing in pulses as the man filled her. She moaned as he pulled out, retaining the thick seed.

He finally came to P, smiling broadly with his enlarged cock standing proudly. She was clearly nervous about where he would insert his shaft next.  He removed all of the slime bonds, bringing her up as he opened her legs and wrapped them around him. He lined her up, pleased to see her spreading her pussy. Without warning he dropped her, making her weight force his cock deep into her loins.

The man’s eyes showed concern as he tossed his current mate aside, growling with anger as he stomped backwards. On the floor Katherine could see an open plastic bag with more of the silica gel inside.

“Careful where you stick that thing.” P scoffed, removing it from the bag and launching it at the slime enveloped cock.

He pulled back with even more anger, recoiling from the attack. She took the chance to grab the sonic weapon and blast him. The man wavered, kneeling as he took another hit. The third blast really caused the most damage, making sections of his body melt to the floor in a disturbing fashion. The man held up a hand in surrender.

“We did not mean to harm you. We only seek to replicate.”
“We can’t let you go.” P was ready to finish the monster.

There was an uneasy pause before the slime pulled away from the man, flying to the ceiling. P blasted the Russian before turning her aim to the ceiling. She took two shots to hit the suspended blob, causing it to splash onto the ground harmlessly. P used some of the silica to unbind the other operatives.

“Do we all have more of those in us?” Abbey asked.
“It feels different. I don’t think the stuff we have is fully… matured yet.” Katherine  touched her swollen stomach.
“If we just break the seal it should come out.” P spread herself, trying to find the blockage. “I think I…” She walked heavily to a table, directing Katherine to climb up. “Mind if I take a look in you?” Katherine did as instructed, lying back on the desk and opening her legs. P parted her with nimble fingers, inspecting the hard stopper in her vagina. “It’s wedged in there and I don’t think a desiccant will help here.” She searched for another option.

Lyla took the initiative, moving the researcher aside and stepping between Katherine’s open legs. Katherine gave a questioning look over her inflated midsection. The woman dismissed the concern and worked her fingers into the wide opening. Katherine moaned, biting her lip as the other woman worked to spread her. Lyla was not gentle, being able to fit her entire fist in after a few minutes. She used both hands, pulling Katherine’s hole apart forcefully.

“It’s too much!”
Lyla worked with determination. “Don’t be a twat!” Her large breasts shaking as she worked her hands inside her companion.

Grimacing, Katherine was in distress, but her occasional gasps of pleasure showed that she didn’t mind it too much. She endured the rough handling, shifting uncomfortably beneath her distended belly. She gripped the table as wet noises came from her privates.

Suddenly she felt something shift. The blockage moved lower, sliding along her lubricated entrance. It gained speed, now pushed by the contents it restricted. Lyla removed her hands and leaned back to avoid the eruption. The stopper fell to the floor with a thud as off white slime slid out of Katherine’s pussy. She moaned as it flowed onto the floor without restriction, covering her companion.

Lyla got up and flicked her hands, clearly disgusted by the substance all over her front. Katherine pushed out more and more, pausing to catch her breath before making another attempt. Soon her stomach was flat and there was a large pool upon the floor.

Lyla cocked her head with a stern look to the researcher. “Next.”

P sighed as she came closer, her belly shifting heavily as she moved. She built up before gracelessly lifting her leg onto the table, scooting into a comfortable position. She looked to Katherine as Lyla tried to remove the obstruction with far more care than before. “Head back to my lab and try my infrared camera. They should show up on that. See if my colleagues are still alive too”
“How many others were down here?”
“Three others.” She paused. “Besides those guards that didn’t make it and this one.” She looked to the remnants of the Russian captive. She scoffed at their former attacker.

Katherine took the weapon and left them to empty, giving Abbey a quick kiss as she passed. She found the camera and sure enough it showed a slight temperature difference in the remaining sentient oozes. She used the sonic cannon to dispatch them one by one. It took a while, but she finally stepped into the last room. She stopped in her tracks, shocked by the woman who turned to glare at her.

The fair-skinned woman’s luscious lips opened to show a broad smile. Her thin nose sat in contrast to her big blue eyes and her low, natural breasts shifted as she came closer. Katherine was looking at a copy of herself. “We will settle this.”
“I liked you better when you didn’t talk!” She raised the weapon, blasting the woman’s arm. Chords of slime hung as it fell to the floor. The clone ignored the injury as it vaulted forward. She sent another shot at the floor as the clone pushed her shoulder, knocking her back before sending the weapon careening into the air. Katherine bumped into a suspended researcher and she noticed they were stuck to the wall with slime, awaiting an unknown fate.

“We know how you work, Katherine. We’ve been inside you.” The injured woman grinned with cold eyes. “We will be free or you will not.” She slinked ahead, circling around Katherine.
“Evans, you have to get us all out of here, it’s our only hope!” The only male researcher pleaded.
Katherine sensed his urgency wasn’t just from fear. “Let them go and you can do whatever you want with me.”

The copied woman’s smile faded as she thought about the proposition. She walked to the wall and absorbed the slime bonds one at a time. Once freed, each captive ran for the door. With only Katherine remaining, the woman came within arm’s reach. “You think that without them you can beat me.”
“I do.”
She scoffed, “Funny.” The clone sent a fist at Katherine with lightning speed. Instead of hitting her in the jaw, however, it opened her mouth wide and pushed down her throat. She felt the slimy appendage slip down her throat and hit the bottom of her stomach. The sensation was unsettling, as she felt her stomach bulge for a moment before the woman withdrew her hand.

The woman took a few hits before sending another strike between Katherine’s legs. Again her arm changed, snaking it’s path up her behind and through her intestines. Katherine watched the woman in shock as she felt the slimy arm worming its way through her body. The woman knelt, going elbow deep into her while maintaining eye contact. Katherine grew wet as her belly started expanding.

She watched her stomach puff out, growing expediently as the other woman shrank. She felt pressure on her loins as the woman put her lips into place. Katherine gasped as her copy worked her tongue against her clitoris, making the insertion feel oddly enjoyable. She felt the tongue move deeper and soon a second tendril was moving up and into her womb. She was mesmerized, her belly growing to the previous size and then larger as the clone slipped out of view. She felt the last remnants of the aggressor pull inside, moving up her ass and her pussy.

Once she was fully inside, Katherine stepped heavily, finding balance and moaning with the odd sensations. Her occupant writhed, causing her to walk clumsily to the wall for support. She grew flush as her belly gurgled and bulged and she felt an unexpected orgasm rising. Sudden and intense, she couldn’t prepare herself, squirting onto the floor as she screamed with delight. She loudly endured the pleasure, feeling aftershocks rolling along her body. Sinking to the floor, she grew lightheaded and everything faded to darkness.

She awoke to see Abbey above her, cradling her in arm. Her chubby frame felt warm and soft, with her breasts squishing against her shoulder. Katherine gained her bearings as she looked down to see her stomach was mostly smooth yet again. “They figured out a special frequency to kill the slime without hurting us.” Katherine saw a massive pool of light green goo on the floor beneath her.

“How are you feeling?” Katherine asked as she looked up to her lover.
“I’m okay. My stomach is sore, but we all took a lot.”
“Yeah, I’m glad that thing is dead.”
“The operator gave us the all clear now.” Lyla spoke from behind Abbey, naked and glistening. “You missed the inspection.” She looked to the group of men in hazmat suits combing the other side of the room. “Oh, and also he thanked us for the show. He said we could watch again if we’d like.” Lyla chuckled.

The Passenger

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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