The Big Finish

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Water spray glistened in the sunlight as Betty rinsed off some vegetables. Ashley took a spoonful of oatmeal as she watched her mother’s behind shifting as she moved to the counter. Nudity around their new home was commonplace these days and seeing the older woman’s puffed out belly was always a welcome sight. Candice was transfixed as well, absentmindedly spilling some food upon her exposed chest.

Ashley’s eyes turned to her informal sister, watching the swollen young lady using a finger to remove the food from her engorged breast. Candice noticed, slowly inserting her finger into her mouth to lick it clean. Both girls giggled as Betty turned around with a smile. Her frame was much heavier in the chest, but she was still fairly early in her current pregnancy. All three of them carried a child, but now they had the space to raise them.

Nearly a month had passed since they moved in and everything still felt new and clean. The home was specially built for their family, with twelve bedrooms in the expansive structure and nearly as many bathrooms. They lived in a remote area, roughly an hour drive from town, allowing them great freedom to live as they wanted. I don’t know how much Isabel honored from our requests, but living in luxury without morning sickness is good enough for me! Isabel was planning to make a final follow-up visit next year in case any problems arose.

Betty stepped closer, opening her arms as she leaned upon the counter. Her full breasts hung heavily as she inspected the two girls. Candice intentionally dropped another spoonful into her cleavage, looking ridiculously innocent as she smushed her tits together and offered her bust to Betty. With a wry smile, Betty leaned in and licked her soft mounds, taking extra care to get every bit of the food. She pulled back and licked her lips as they looked into one another’s eyes.

“You two need some alone time?” Ashley joked.
“Oh hell no, you’re staying for this.” Candice leaned over the counter, giving Betty a smooth, sensual kiss.

Pulling back, Betty held up a finger. She took a few recently cleaned carrots and placed them on the countertop in front of them. She came around and guided Candice’s ass back upon the bar stool. Licking a finger, she opened the girl’s tight asshole, working it around for a moment. Candice pushed her breakfast away, leaning ahead to enjoy the sensation. She looked over as Betty retrieved a long, slender carrot from the collection and slipped it into her prepared ass.

Candice moaned softly as she eased it in. Betty took only a few seconds before she took another carrot and inserted it. Candice took it easily and soon the second carrot disappeared in between her soft, pliable cheeks. Betty grabbed the last one from the counter and eased it into the front entrance. The insertion made her gasp with pleasure, her eyebrows peaking as she breathed quickly.

Turning her attention to Ashley, Betty removed the two carrots from Candice’s backdoor and brought them over. She went down to tongue Candice’s behind, working her open before slipping the vegetables inside. Relaxed and leaning upon the counter, Candice showed subdued excitement as the mature woman fit the long, used objects inside her unofficial daughter.

Standing up, Betty removed the two carrots and tossed them into the garbage. Both girls waited as she gathered an assortment of fruits and vegetables, cleaned them, and placed them on the countertop. She also placed a bottle of lotion next to the assortment.

“Uh, really?” Candice gave her a concerned look. “I don’t want my ass to break.”
“We’ll work up to it. Think of it like a puzzle – we have to hide all of these down there.” She grinned. “I’ll help, don’t worry.”
“Okay, fine, how about we get to pick who takes what.”
“How about we alternate?” Ashley said mischievously.
“Okay, I go first then since I still have a carrot in my cooch.” Candice laughed. “Betty gets the next one.”

The expecting mother trotted around and offered her behind, fingering her backdoor for a moment before spreading her cheeks, awaiting the insertion. Candice took the decently sized lemon and let a line of saliva drip onto it before working it against Betty’s barely prepared asshole. It didn’t take long before it started slipping deeper, and after a moment’s pause she pushed it in entirely. Betty sucked a sharp breath and spring upright from the pain.

“Oh, ah.” Betty breathed slower to relax. “Okay, now Candice gets this!” She took a navel orange from the selection.
“You can’t just start with something like that!” Candice glared over her shoulder.
“I opened you up already, plus these things squish a little bit.”

With a deep sigh, Candice leaned forward to accept her chore. Betty lubricated the fruit generously before pushing it between Candice’s firm cheeks. She eased it in, careful not to force it too much. Candice tensed, edging forward in her seat as she tried to take the large, spherical fruit. She grunted lightly, her playful demeanor changed to complete distress. The object crowned for an instant, making her jump ahead with tears in her eyes. She pushed Betty’s shoulder as she leaned on the counter, giving her an anguished stare.

“I can’t. It’s too much!”
“Come on, you’re going to have a child soon. This is nothing!”
“I’m not pushing a child out of my ass, though!”
Betty smirked. “I’m talking about the pain. Think of it as a challenge and once you cum with something big in your ass it will feel even better!”
“Something smaller or I’m done.” Candice got back into position, trying to calm herself.

Ashley smiled as she watched the older woman line up the orange again. She used her other hand to hold Candice in place as she pressed it into her ass. Candice raised up, but this time Betty made sure it went in. A wet noise came from below and Candice lunged from her seat, balling her fists as she danced along the tiled floor.

“What the fuck?!” She grumbled, “It hurts so fucking much!”
Betty held out her hands to placate the girl. “Just fight through it. I promise you it will be worth it!”
“Ah, fuck!” She clenched her eyes and bit her soft pink lip. “I have to take it out.” She reached back with her hand and grabbed it as she pushed it free. She inspected the damp fruit, her anguish changing to amazement. “I can’t believe this thing fit in me.”
“It just takes practice,” Ashley spoke from her seat.
“Yeah?” Candice’s bare feet slapped against the tile as she stomped closer. “Let’s see how well you like it.”

Opening her friend’s ass, Candice found the entrance and pushed the soft, wet orb against her asshole. It took a moment before it started in, but then it went in much faster than either of them wanted. Ashley bucked forward much like Candice had, except she stayed seated, grumbling as she grew accustomed to the insertion.

Candice was shocked by how easily it was to insert. “Uh, want to push it out?”
“No, no…” Ashley gripped the side of the counter tightly, feeling the pain lessen after a time. “I can take it.” With Betty’s blessing, Ashley was the next one to pick something. “Candice.”

Showing annoyance, Candice turned around and bent down. Ashley was kinder than the others, inserting a lubricated pear with the smaller end first. Candice put an arm on her stool as she took the tapered fruit, having only slight difficulty at the end. After it popped in, Candice stood up and spun around, giving a slight bow, with the carrot peeking from her smooth, shaven slit.

“Finally.” Betty crossed her arms, compressing her sizable tits as she watched with mock disdain. “I guess it’s a start!”
“Oh, screw you!” Candice giggled. “You’re not half as big as I am.”
“What does that have to do with taking it up the ass? I was taking more when I was almost due!”
“I bet you were!” Candice came forward and put her arms around Betty’s hips. They shared a tender moment before Candice directed her to spin. “You’re up slut.”
“Hey.” Ashley chimed with disgust.
“It’s okay, she is just playing.”
“Yes, I promise.” Candice showed genuine care, but it quickly vanished when she slapped Betty’s springy ass. “Now, time for the big one in that sexy butt.” Candice took the eggplant, slathering the smaller end in lotion.
“Of course you pick the biggest thing for me!” Betty rolled her eyes.
“Oh, don’t you play coy with me. You knew what you were getting into!”

After slathering lotion upon the thick purple fruit, Candice worked the end into Betty’s squeezable behind. Betty steadied her breathing as she took it and she quickly took the first part, but the last section was thicker and bulbous. Candice worked it around, getting the section almost in entirely before she hit the unseen blockage.

“I can’t…” Betty rose up and waved the girl to stop. “I can’t take this and the lemon.”
“Ugh, fine. Give me the lemon.” Candice waited as she released the damp fruit into her hands. “Looks like you’ll have to help her out.”

Ashley gave a disappointed sigh as she opened her ass and waited. Candice nudged it in, moving the orange that was already inside deeper. It went in smoothly, but Ashley had a little trouble keeping it in. Candice helped her keep it in place until she became accustomed to the insertions. Stepping back, Candice spanked her, laughing as her asshole tightened suddenly, forcing the food deeper inside her.

Taking the eggplant once more, Candice came behind Betty and guided it in, watching her asshole spread around the large produce. Betty moaned as it slid deeper than before, with her hole stretching as it reached the eggplant’s base. She was trembling as she bent forward, trying to stand up to the pressure of the insertion. Sweat formed as her belly rocked slightly. She huffed as Candice paused, and after a small delay, she accepted the entire thing. Candice held it in place as Betty bucked ahead.

With a whimper Betty lifted up carefully, feeling an intense urge to release the eggplant as her asshole sucked it in. Candice pushed it in as far as she could, making sure she had a little extra space to keep the sizable object in place. Betty moved away, showing utter torment as she kept it in without the young girl’s help. She had never taken something so large and she was having trouble, but she was always one to push her limits. With white knuckles and clenched eyes, Betty pushed through the pain.

“Holy shit, you actually took it.” Candice gave a goofy grin.
“She’s a pro,” Ashley interjected. “You could learn a thing or two from her.”
“I am good being an amateur. You can follow her lead.”
Ashley took an apple and rolled it in her fingers. “Actually, it’s your turn. Give me that cute ass!”

Candice shook her head, taking a moment to watch Betty’s struggle to enjoy her situation. Moving to the stool, Candice crawled up and pressed her crotch against the cool seat, feeling the carrot pressing through to the pear, shifting it in her ass. She found a comfortable position as Ashley rubbed the hard, smooth apple against her backdoor. The apple wasn’t too big, but it wouldn’t give an inch. She felt it spreading her wide, giving her a sudden sharp pain that made her hold up a hand.

“Woah, give it a second.”
“Hurry!” Betty snapped. “I need something for my pussy once you’re done!”

With some urgency, Ashley tried again, making progress as she forced the oval apple against the packed entrance. It caused the pear to push the carrot against her g-spot, making Candice moan with sudden pleasure. Ashley took advantage of the sensation, pushing with added force until the apple rolled inside. Candice yelped, hurting from the abrupt entrance. She raised up like before, but this time Ashley wasn’t keeping it in.

Candice pressed her fingers against her clit, trying to push past the pain of having two large objects jammed in her rump. She was just about to cum when Betty swatted her hand aside. “You can’t cum or it will be all over. Just hold on a little longer!” She looked beautiful as the sunlight beamed through her dark-blonde hair. “What do I take now?”

Candice was about to pick the cucumber, but she decided to get revenge for stopping the growing orgasm. She handed Betty a prepared ear of corn, directing her to insert it on her own. Betty set her jaw as her eyes narrowed. Opening her legs as she stood, she didn’t even lubricate it, working the tip against her glistening pussy. A wet, sucking noise came as she slipped the large, ribbed cob into her wet lips. She was moaning as she held it, shuffling ahead to an empty stool. She set it on the seat and pressed her hips into it. The corn cob was over halfway in when she couldn’t take anymore. The pregnant woman stabilized herself using the counter, waiting to cum until the final two objects were gone.

“Ashley,” Betty spoke uneasily, “you get the cucumber.”
“Gladly!” Ashley took the phallic, dark green food and pressed it between her long, slender legs. She sat upon the stool as she leaned back, feeling the orange and lemon nestled in her butt. The cucumber felt amazing, sliding into her smooth, wet mound with ease. The cool skin pressed into her warmth, opening her up as she edged it farther into her depths. She almost made the same mistake as Candice, but again Betty caught her in time, tweaking her nipple to stifle the orgasm.

Now, with all three women on the cusp of orgasm, there was only one item left. Candice gave Ashley a sideways glance. “I’m not taking that. My ass is full up!”
“Well, she can’t take it either!”
“Looks like you have to pack it in there missy!” Candice bit her lip as she shifted in her seat. “Or we could just cum and stop this stupid game.”
“Just hurry!” Betty snapped, also causing herself some grief as she moved. “You just have to keep it in for a second. We can do this!”
“I guess you’re right.” Candice put a hand on Betty’s shoulder, speaking with mocking sincerity. “I think you can take it up the ass better than anyone I know.”

Deciding to end this, Ashley snatched the potato and popped it into her open backdoor. It wasn’t very big, but it still caused immense discomfort as she rammed it in. The orange and lemon moved deeper as her asshole closed around her fingers. She was holding three things in her ass and one in her pussy. She never thought she could hold so much, especially while pregnant. She stroked her belly, trying to distract herself from the fullness in her ass.

“Ready?” Candice asked, already working her hips upon the stool.

Betty didn’t wait for a response. The woman leaned forward, taking a little more of the corn cob enveloped in her pussy. The ribbed kernels giving her an intense orgasm almost immediately. Betty’s round breasts pressed against her stomach as she gripped the edge of the counter. Her mouth opened into an O as she gasped loudly. She shook and slumped backward, stumbling from the stool as the corn and eggplant shot from her. They slid out and slapped against the tiled floor as Betty sank to her knees, gasping with one of the strongest finishes of her life.

Ashley was next, riding the soft cucumber as the objects in her ass bounced around. It was an odd sensation, but the pain was gone. She felt like she needed to use the bathroom, but she could control it while her mind was focused on the climax. Her long blonde hair stuck to her shoulders as her swollen tits bounced. She stopped as she felt the internal pressure building. Without even moving she came with overwhelming force, moaning as she sprawled upon the hard countertop, pressing her chest against the cool, smooth surface. Her belly hung beneath the table, shaking as she was overtaken by repeated aftershocks.

Candice was having trouble, as the carrot wasn’t big enough to counter the discomfort of having a pear and apple lodged in her rectum. Touching herself vigorously, she was trying to reach the supposedly amazing orgasm while keeping the insertions in place. She closed her eyes as she put her head down, feeling her full belly swaying as she worked her clit. She felt a hand spreading her butt, which helped her get closer. She grunted in agony as Ashley forced something up her ass, moving everything else painfully deeper. She looked back with irritation as Ashley put her arms around her.

Unexpectedly the pain lessened. Candice enjoyed the feeling of the smooth arms wrapped around her. Ashley pressed her damp mound against Candice’s soft ass cheeks, spreading them out as she humped her. Candice moaned as her pregnant friend mounted her, leaning her forward as she took charge. She reached down to rub her clit as she reveled in the sensations, smelling the intoxicating aroma from Ashley’s golden hair as it tickled her back.

The carrot pressed the objects back while Ashley’s thrusts moved them forward. It felt fantastic as the intensity grew. Candice held onto Ashley’s hand as she tensed up, tingling with delight throughout her body. Loud, awkward moans came from her trembling lips as she slumped ahead, feeling drunk from the greatest orgasm she had ever experienced. Ashley ran her hands along her pregnant belly and then up to give a soft squeeze of her swollen bosoms. It was completely different from any man’s touch and she loved it.

Without warning, Candice felt an intense urge to release her contents. She nudged Ashley away as she launched the potato, apple, and pear onto the floor. She let out a long fart as she put her head down, drained from the encounter.

Ashley grinned as she came over to Betty, who was observing from the tiled floor. “Here,” Ashley released the potato and lemon from her ass, catching them as they slipped out. “You can have this back… and this too.” She knelt and guided the yellow fruit in between Betty’s closed cheeks, following it with the damp orange. Betty didn’t even resist, taking both with a soft gasp as she lay upon the floor. Ashley gave her a quick kiss on the belly before she hoisted her full belly and headed to the bathroom.

“Come here,” Betty called Candice over, waiting as she shuffled closer. She reached up and snatched the carrot from her pussy. She gave her a tired, delighted smile as she looked up to the pregnant young girl. “Wasn’t that fun?” She took a bite of the damp carrot. “You taste great.”

The former teacher reached high to dust the curtains, her distended belly shifting with each motion. Mary was putting on a show for him and soon she’d have her fun too. She stepped down tracing the contour of the broad viewing window. The new house was huge, which meant her time was a constant juggling act between the kids, cooking, and cleaning. The others helped her for now, but once Irene finished the online classes then she’d be able to take some of the burden full-time.

She leaned behind the couch, squishing her filled belly as she showed Hank her wide rump. She knew it was only a matter of time before he left his chair to fuck her. She was anxiously awaiting the sound of his approach, but sometimes he liked to wait. Maybe he wants me to beg. She turned on the vacuum and got the corners along the wall. I guess I’m getting all the cleaning done faster without the interruption.

She moved from task to task, pausing as she noticed her reflection in the glass. Her soft-eyed squinted as she adjusted to the sunlight, showing her teeth in a broad smile as she looked at her chubby body. Her reddish-brown hair was done into a loose bun. She was the oldest person in the house, but she fit in easily with her new family. Standing naked, her generous breasts rested upon her inflated tummy, which covered her trimmed bush completely at this angle. Her broad, comfy ass was always being grabbed as she cleaned, but she never minded it. Some days she would barely accomplish a thing due to the horny boys, but today seemed a little slow. They must be doing something special today.

She took a sharp breath as she put a hand on her grumbling tummy, feeling the water and air shifting around as she thought. I don’t know why they all like this sort of thing, but I can handle it. She heard the creak of the recliner as Hank came up behind her, sliding his comforting hands around, cupping her breasts as his warm, rigid cock pressed between her cheeks. She pulled her hair aside, allowing him to kiss her neck as he kneaded her milk-filled chest. She was already wet from the thought of him inside her.

He smelled different, she realized, and his kisses were stiff. She turned to see Ashley’s father, Greg looking into her eyes with desire. He was a quiet man, but even he was joining in the family’s pastime. Hank had left the room so she decided to enjoy the unexpected delay. She bent forward, allowing the man full access as she set her cleaning supplies aside. She had a butt-plug in, helping her contain the enema. The younger, firm-chested man slid into her only open entrance without a word. They all know I’m full access.

His sizable dick poked into her wet mound, pressing her open with ease. She was more excited than she realized, taking his meat in all the way on the first stroke. He stood her up, pumping her from behind as he touched her all over. They stepped forward, pressing her full, chubby body against the recently cleaned glass.

The sun warmed her as she looked out over the rolling meadow. This is like something from a dream. No major responsibilities and sex whenever I want it. She had never expected this life years ago, but she was glad things had turned out this way. Plus it’s like I have kids of my own! She was happy at the thought. She might be able to have children, but up to this point it hadn’t worked. I guess we’ll see soon.

The big cock driving into her caused the thoughts to melt away. She had some difficulty enjoying herself with so much packed into her belly, but once he took charge it was getting easier. He took her arms, holding them by the elbows as he pumped her pussy. The slapping, wet sound that came from her grew louder as he fucked her. She was hot, breathing heavily as her boobs and belly pressed outward upon the glass.

She caught a reflection, turning to see Hank standing behind them. He was hard and ready, so Mary directed Greg to sit upon the sofa. He took a few more pumps before he complied, sitting low upon the couch with his hard, wet cock standing high. She eagerly mounted him, turning away from him so she could watch Hank as he waited his turn. She slid down Greg’s cock, her plump ass taking a seat upon his crotch. He reached his hands beneath her arms and pulled her back, locking his arms behind her neck.

The position wasn’t comfortable at first, but after a few adjustments she was enjoying herself again. His cock was sliding along her g-spot, soothing her aches as the pleasure built. Her water-filled belly shook as they fucked with Hank stroking himself as he watched. She looked into his eyes as she rode the shaft, a chill running along her neck as the other man licked her neck. She used one arm for support and balance while the other was holding her heavy breast. She barely had to move her hips to enjoy the long cock, but soon she was bouncing gently, careful not to let him fall out.

Hank had waited long enough. He came forward and stepped up onto the couch, offering his manhood to his housekeeper. She closed her eyes as she kissed the tip, letting it slip between her plush lips as he pressed in. He leaned against the wall, edging past her tonsils before he started moving again. Her throat bulged as he went in all the way, making her gag upon the shaft. She didn’t push him back, allowing him to fuck her throat as the other man took her pussy.

Her heavy tits bounced as Hank forced her to gag repeatedly. She only turned away twice, retching loudly as she recovered. After a few more strokes he removed his sloppy cock and stepped down. She was suddenly afraid of his intention, seeing his eyes dip below her belly. He held the organ as he moved to his knees between her legs.

“What are you doing? I don’t think I can…”

Her concern didn’t stop him. Hank nudged his cock above the other, slowly opening her pussy wider and wider. Mary moaned as she breathed quickly, her lower hole gripping both cocks tightly. Her belly let out a small, airy noise as it swayed. Hank took his time, moving in carefully until he was right up against her. She looked into his eyes as he started moving, and then Greg was moving too. The feeling was incredible, sending flashes of pleasure throughout her body. She stayed upright, allowing Hank to press against her belly as both men fucked her at once.

She had never done anything like this before, but it felt better than she imagined. She was stretched to her limit as both cocks slid in and out at different rhythms. After a time both men synced up, moving deeper as they thrust together. Her pussy made humiliating sounds, but they didn’t seem to care. The plug in her ass moved as they did, adding to the incredible sensation. She could feel an orgasm creeping closer, but it was surprisingly difficult with so many feelings taking her mind in different directions.

Hank popped out, making her lunge forward with a yelp. Greg pushed her back into position, getting his dick in place before he spread her ass wide. Hank went in again, having less trouble as he went in from a different angle. She felt her pussy stretching to the limit as she groaned in misery. She wasn’t doing well now, as her entrance was opening uncomfortably wide to accept the meaty cocks sliding in and out. She was squeezing the couch cushions as she breathed through her teeth. She didn’t tell them to stop, though.

With a grunt, Greg pulled her down onto him, holding her in place as Hank continued pumping her. She felt the larger cock on the bottom jerk violently, pulling her open even more as cum erupted deep into her pussy. She moaned, feeling pleasure trying to push the ache aside. Then Hank slowed as well, pushing in to release his own streams. He gasped loudly, spraying cum into her depths. This was enough to give her enjoyment again. Mary reached between her legs as she stared into Hank’s eyes and worked her button with fervor, focusing as climax built. They shrank slightly, which helped, and soon she came so hard that she squirted a little bit. Her body unwound as she reveled in the euphoria and soon she plopped backward, sweating and sticky as the two men unplugged her.

She caught a handful of cum that fell from her gaping pussy, and she licked her hand to clean it up. She took a few more globs before moving to each of their organs, licking them clean. She sat aside with her legs draped over Greg, giving him a complete view of her privates. She ignored her gurgling belly for now, trying to relax as they all sat back and watched television.

“She’s huge, we can’t fill her even more!” Karen said with concern.
Irene took the special hose from the shower and slipped it up her behind. “It’s okay, I need it to help things move along and I researched it a little, I’ll be fine.” She gave Karen a reassuring look. “If it hurries my children along then that’s okay.”

Jack watched as she pressed the handle upward. Irene showed a mixture of emotions as she pulled her hand forward to lean upon her knees. Her swollen belly kept her relatively upright as it pressed her legs apart. She was nearly due and carrying twins, but they trusted her assurance that it wouldn’t cause any major problems, as she was now a nurse in training. An actual doctor was visiting too, prepared for the birth within the next week or so. He didn’t seem to mind the household nudity, but Isabel probably paid the man a great deal too.

Karen had already filled and now she was standing beside Irene, stroking the woman’s back as she took the gentle flow of water. Karen was heavy and struggling not to show her discomfort. She enjoyed filling, but it was still difficult to hold at this level. She was four months along herself, but she had taken a great deal from their new shower attachment.

The new place was set up perfectly for them. The showers all had enema hoses with slender tips and a small handle at the mid-point. All of the girls had used them at least once, but Karen enjoyed filling more than anyone. She could take much more than the others, and now that she was in the second trimester she could fill in relative safety. Both women dipped lower, groaning as cramps ran through their cores. 

Irene continued to fill as Karen walked to her brother, stroking his hard shaft as he watched them. “Once she fills we’re taking this outside.” She watched his expression tighten as she rubbed a finger along the head. “You like being touched by your big sister?” She leaned down, sucking him for a few seconds before raising partially, showing him a great view of her hanging tits and distended belly. “I don’t know if you can last that long.” She stroked him quickly, making her body shake as she worked his cock. “You might just blow at any moment.”

She watched his eyes dart to Irene and his body grew rigid as she continued. Karen glanced over her shoulder, watching the overfilled woman as she spoke. “You like watching her struggle to take more, don’t you?” Karen turned back to her brother again. “She’s so big and now she’s getting so much water up her ass that she might just pop.” Karen let her mouth hang as her delight showed through. “You just want to see that big belly bounce as you fuck her!”

She went to her knees, licking the shaft up and down. She gave the tip a kiss, laughing as his cock twitched without her touch. Jack gasped, blowing ropes of cum onto her face without warning. She closed her eyes as she felt the warm sperm coating her skin. She couldn’t help but laugh as she got up and slowly stepped to the sink.

She cleaned her face and turned to see Irene frantically reaching back to stop the water flow. She was breathing quickly as she carried her massive belly. Jack was transfixed, still hard as she heavily marched to the door. A cramp overtook her, making her freeze as her stomach growled.

“The kids are getting restless in there.” Irene was sweating as she put a hand on the doorframe. “Come on, let’s go outside!”

They didn’t travel far to get to a grassy section of the yard. The three of them moved together and once outside Irene sank into the grass gently. She lay on her back as Karen and Jack mounted her from both ends. Karen went to one knee over the woman’s face, giving her full access to her excited slit. Meanwhile Jack guided his member into the older woman’s vagina, his jaw quivering as he penetrated her warm opening. He was fucking her slowly as she licked Karen. 

Jack was overjoyed, watching the two pregnant, water-filled women splayed before him, bouncing pleasantly as he fucked the girl on the bottom. He also felt immense delight knowing that they both kept the water contained without plugs. They had immense willpower, and he knew they could let it out at any second. He didn’t let that hold him back, though.

Karen thought about this too. I can’t cum like this or I’ll give her a face full! Maybe if I lean down… The thought vanished as the woman’s tongue ran along her clit. At this angle her g-spot was neglected, but with a full ass and the warm sun on her skin it was only a matter of minutes before she’d lose control. She loved being outdoors without worry of someone seeing them. It felt so natural fucking like rabbits in the lush summertime grass. She lifted up, enjoying the tongue tracing its path around her shaven snatch.

Irene’s tongue snaked back and abruptly it found her other hole. The muscle poked into her asshole, making Karen fight to hold the liquid inside. Irene moved her tongue side to side as she wrapped her arms around Karen’s legs. Karen squatted over her, making sure not to put too much weight on the assertive woman’s face.

“No, stop, I can’t hold-“ Karen waved her hands wildly, unable to resist the urge. She felt water squirting out as she lost control.

Irene made a seal with her lips, drinking all of the fluid as it came out. Karen tried not to push too hard, but it felt amazing. Irene was fingering her as she gulped the water down, and soon Karen was overwhelmed with ecstasy. She trembled, pressing lower as the woman worked her fingers inside her pussy and drank from her ass. It was something she never expected, but she adored the feeling. With her stomach gurgling, Karen barely held back. Some was still pouring out, but the woman was able to keep up.

Jack knew what was happening, and within seconds he was cumming too, delivering blasts of cum into Irene’s slick pussy. Karen was distracted, watching her brother’s face twist with satisfaction. She finally regained her senses and pulled aside, tipping over and landing in the grass as she let out an unrestrained deluge of water in her ass. She was thankful to see that it was clean and that it was spraying away from the others.

Jack grabbed onto the sides of Irene’s belly until he was fully finished. Holding the sizable sphere as he twitched from the after-effects. He pulled out and got to his feet, looking down at the older woman as she wiped her chin. She tried to reach between her legs to finish herself off, but her stomach was too vast, making it awkward to reach. She whimpered as she looked to them for help.

Karen let out another wave before she could stop the flow. She sat up, crawling around weakly as she fought to hold onto the rest, at least for a moment. She licked the woman’s used pussy, lapping up her brother’s cum before moving up to give attention to Irene’s clit. She used a finger as she worked her opening, and as expected the woman rocked wildly as a climax took over. Irene howled as she came, convulsing with a powerful orgasm that made the others watch with awe.

The mature woman looked happier than ever before, but that soon changed to worry as she waved Karen aside. Once clear, she started to release her water into the grass. It came slowly at first, but soon she was draining at full speed, looking like a fountain as she released a torrent of water.

She deflated noticeably as she covered her red face. Suddenly a surge of water came from her other hole too. “Oh shit!” She grunted and screamed as she rolled over and asked for help to stand. “Bring me inside and get the doctor! The twins are coming!” She flashed a quick smile. “It worked!” The two siblings carried their lover along, hearing water splashing from her ass as they walked through the grass.

Bad Reunion

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She searched the glass display case, finding their state championship trophy. Their volleyball team was the first team from the school that had actually won at state. It was a wonderful feeling that day and now she had to go out into the world and leave behind her celebrity status. She was certainly going to miss high-school, but she knew college would be a fun and exciting experience too. Most of her classmates had left after the graduation ceremony, but she lingered a while to reminisce.

“I’m going to be locking up soon, Kelsey.” The janitor declared as he passed. “Making the final round now.”

She nodded, assuring him that she’d be gone when he came back. She forced a smile to her reflection before heading down the open hallway. She paused by a dark classroom, hearing whispers coming from inside. She crept closer only to have two boys jump out, stifling her scream as they pulled her in. They held her as another closed the door.

“Be quiet or we’ll make things difficult for you.” She recognized the voice as Cameron, and she knew the other two boys involved were his cronies. They brought her into a back office before locking the door and turning on the light. They let her go, blocking her exit. “We decided we want to give you a little send off.”

“Knock it off. You won’t even see me again, just say goodbye like an adult.”
“That’s the point, Kelsey. We won’t see you again and we want to be adult about it!”
“We saw you walking alone and decided we should get a little something before we part ways.” Vance looked to the others, smiling while his eyes searched for approval.
“Come on, we heard about you. Just have some fun with us tonight.” Ryan gave her a creepy smirk.
Kelsey tried to think of a way out. “The janitor is going to be back any minute. Let me go and there won’t be any trouble.”
“He has a ways to go before he gets back here.” Cam grinned. “Besides, he knows not to bother coming in here when the door is closed, my dad made sure of that.”

The handsome dark-haired boy was the son of a prominent teacher that financially supported the school. This allowed him notable freedoms, such as using the teacher’s office late at night. She noticed numerous empty beer cans stacked on a bookshelf and she could tell they were drunk. He was right, she was screwed. She tried to push through them, but they grabbed her, waiting until she stopped fighting.

“Guess we’ll do this the hard way.” They brought her to the heavy wooden desk and held her down as Vance tied her wrists and ankles to the desk’s legs.
“Don’t do this, please!” She looked to them with despair. “You don’t have to-“
“Shut up!” Ryan snapped, squeezing her ankles.

She quieted down as they secured the ropes. They stepped back, looking upon their victim as she fought helplessly. Ryan took out a pocket knife, opening it with an unsettling smile. He took it and ran it beneath her shirt carefully, slicing through her clothing layer by layer. Cameron tore at the scraps and soon she was lying before them completely naked. Ryan put his knife away, running a hand up her leg, along her hip, and onto her breast. He flicked her nipple, enjoying her discomfort.

Cameron joined in, gently running his fingers through her before grabbing a handful and tugging her head to the side. He laughed as he unzipped his pants and fished out his erect cock. He poked it against her face, tapping the warm tip along her rosy cheek. She kept her lips tight for a time, but he used his other hand to squeeze her cheeks. Kelsey let her guard down, allowing the boy to slip his shaft into her mouth.

Hands ran all along her body as she sucked the organ. She decided that he enjoyed her resistance, so she ran her tongue along the underside of his dick. She was taking it entirely, gagging occasionally as he guided her head back and forth. She hated being restrained more than anything. He leaned in and held her head in place, keeping her from pulling away from the blockage in her throat. She squirmed and made humiliating noises until he yanked her head away, making her retch loudly. She didn’t throw up, but it was close.

She looked at the others as Cameron stepped around the table. Ryan was sliding his fingers along her slit as he grinned. He stroked his cock as he came around for his turn in her mouth. She turned her nose, but knew not to resist him. She sucked, making the boy moan as he rested a hand on her chest. He worked her breast in his hand, pinching the nipple and pulling it painfully as she felt Cameron getting into position.

The throbbing cock parted her, edging its way into her slit. Kelsey groaned as he pushed deeper and deeper, moving up and onto the table for a better position. Cameron’s strong thighs pushed her legs open and he began moving. Holding himself upright, he turned to Vance with confusion.

“Aren’t you gonna get in on this?”
“I don’t know, man. This might be too far.”
“Don’t be a pussy.” Cameron laughed as he fucked her. “What, is her ass too small for you?”
“Fuck you!” He gave a half-serious glare. “I just don’t like skinny bitches.”
“Well,” Cameron tilted to the side to show Kelsey’s ass, grabbing her cheek, “She has a little bit, at least.” He pinched the small amount of fat around her hips and then her belly, but Vance wasn’t impressed. “You can just watch, I guess…”
Vance sighed as he unbuttoned his shorts. “Fine, fine.”
“My man!” Cameron looked to Kelsey again, watching her as Ryan face-fucked her. “How’s it going, bitch?” He pinched her nose closed, making her gasp and sputter as Ryan worked his cock into the back of her throat.

Ryan finally pulled out, letting her breathe. “Hey, think I can get in on that pussy?” 
“Wait your turn!” Cameron rammed her wet entrance hard, feeling her inner depths. “Fuck this feels great. You might be the tightest bitch I’ve ever been in.”
“Damn it, let me try before she gets too loose!” Ryan shoved the instigator aside, making him stumble away. He climbed up and wormed his cock into her slit as his friend gave him a sneer.

He poked the tip in, but then pulled out. He tried to reinsert, but he aimed too high, pushing into her other hole. She gasped as he pressed inside, going halfway in an instant. She shot into the air, unable to escape, grunting and whimpering as he forced his rod up into her asshole. Pulling at her bonds, she was unable to speak from the sudden pain in her ass. He pressed in all the way and she shook her hips, trying to lessen the overwhelming sting. It was almost unbearable as the other boys tried to lower her head for their own pleasure. She shook free of their grasp, finally speaking out.

“That’s my butt! Stop!”
Ryan leaned back to inspect. “Oh shit, it is!” He pushed in to the limit again, laughing as she whined. “I’m all the way in her ass and she took it like a champ!”
“No! It hurts! It fucking hurts!”
Cameron punched her nipple. “Quiet down, bitch.” He spread his hand and pressed it up and into her bosom with a big grin. She shifted aside, but he followed along for a moment. He took hold of her entire breast and squeezed hard.

Kelsey set her jaw, her face red and anguished. Cameron forced her head down until she finally submitted. Cameron put his cock against her soft lips as he held the back of her neck. He tightened his grip until she let his shaft slip into her mouth. She tasted her own juices for the first time as both boys fucked her hard. Vance continued stroking his shaft as he watched. She hated being in this situation, but she guessed the worst was over. Now she only had to wait until the end.

Ryan wasn’t holding back, making sure she felt every inch as he worked her asshole open. She grunted when he thrust from certain angles, but overall it wasn’t so bad anymore. She could tell that he was trying to prolong her agony, but he was struggling not to blow in her ass. She knew Cameron would be next, but he didn’t seem as fierce as Ryan. Seeing Vance’s girth, however, made her nervous. He was clearly the most passive boy, but she didn’t know if she could handle him.

As expected, Ryan drove deep as he came, blasting thick cum up her ass. Kelsey was relieved that he was finished, enjoying the warm feeling in her butt. Cameron made her gag, which also made her tense her asshole. Ryan yanked out with a wet pop as she did, causing pain as she tried not to let the cum spill out. Cameron pulled out and stepped behind her as Ryan came to take his spot. She turned to Vance, but Ryan moved her head back, making sure she cleaned his cock with her mouth.

She felt Cameron’s wet cock jab into her pussy. She was thankful he used that entrance, enjoying his smooth thrusts as she tried not to think about where Ryan’s cock had just been – it was clean, but she still didn’t like the thought. The man in front pulled his semi-rigid cock free, stepping back to watch his friend fuck her.

“You in her pussy?” Ryan questioned.
“Yeah, it is fucking tight!”
“I told ya!” He looked to Vance. “Looks like your gonna miss out for being a little bitch!”
“Fuck you, man!” Vance shook his head with a smile.

The observing man offered his cock, guiding her head as she opened her mouth. She took just the head at first, working her tongue around as he carefully moved deeper. She didn’t mind his careful approach and she tried to take as much as possible to lubricate him. She moaned as Cameron found a nice rhythm, and soon she was getting quite wet down there.

Unexpectedly, Cameron pulled out and put the tip of his cock into her asshole. Kelsey inhaled a sharp breath as he worked his cock with his hand, keeping the tip inside. After a few seconds he took her hips and pushed in a little more, delivering another deposit of cum into her curvy behind. He shouted triumphantly, laughing as the other boys cheered him on. Energized, the boy gave one quick thrust all the way in, making Kelsey shoot upright once again. She tightened her ass to hold their cum, but it hurt immensely.

The last boy came around, touching the head of his cock to her clit. She breathed quickly as he found the entrance, finding her own pleasure as he eased in. She gripped the table tightly as he fed his thick shaft into her excited pussy. He was painfully large, but her excitement made it bearable. He made sure to take his time, working his cock in and out slowly as he moved deeper. He had far more care than his friends, but he was still following their lead.

“Hurry up, bitch.” Cameron stood with his arms crossed and his cock tucked back into his pants. He took another beer from the cooler. “Just make sure she feels it.”
Ryan was enjoying some candies as he sat in the teacher’s chair. “Yeah, looks like she’s liking it a little too much.” He chewed loudly. “You gotta tear that pussy up, man.”

Spreading her ass wide, Vance pushed his shaft farther. Kelsey couldn’t resist a moan as he filled her pussy with the entirety of his meat. She loved the feeling, but it quickly became too much. Her delight quickly changed to discomfort as she tried to evade the sizable cock splitting her open. He drove the last inch in, waiting for only a moment before he started moving in and out.

She gasped and squirmed, struggling to endure the torment of the big cock buried in her slit. She tightened as she moved, making Vance abruptly drive deeper. He pulled out, leaving her with an empty feeling as he recovered from the intensity. She wiggled her hips, ashamed that she wanted more.

“What’s the matter? Too much for you?” Ryan unfurled a wrapped and placed it into a pile on the desk.
“I’m about to nut.”
“Well, pick a hole and fill her up.”
“Man, I’m not going to get this bitch pregnant!”
“Go in her ass then.” Cameron offered.
“I don’t want sloppy seconds from you assholes.”
Ryan shrugged as he stood. “Well, cum on her face or something.”
Vance scoffed, stroking his cock as he spread her ass. “I gotta finish inside.”

He inserted the tip as he worked his cock. Ryan casually circled behind him and pushed against him. Vance leaned forward to catch himself, driving his full cock up her asshole in one smooth thrust. Kelsey whimpered as tears formed in her eyes. Vance pushed in a little more and unloaded. His cock twitched violently in her pinched asshole, pumping even more cum inside her. She yelped, unable to escape the huge cock buried in her ass.

“Ugh, ah, I think I’m going to pass out!” She pleaded.
Vance was enjoying it too much to pull out. He didn’t move as he blasted more and more cum into her ass. Once finished, he pulled out slowly and carefully, letting his wide cock slap against the desk before he stepped back.

“Holy shit, she’s gaping!” Ryan and Cameron came around to look.

“She took all that cum and it’s still not full.” Ryan opened her ass to get a better view. “I have an idea.” He took an unopened 1 liter bottle of Diet Coke that sat on the edge of the desk and some of the candies he had from earlier. “We’re going to have a science experiment!” Ryan unrolled the package of Mentos and pushed them inside. He held up the soda bottle as he unscrewed the cap and then put his thumb over the end. “Cameron, get the plug from your pack.”

Opening his backpack, Cameron retrieved a large tapered butt-plug. “Glad I finally get to use this thing.” He brought it behind her, standing by as his friend lined up the bottle.
“Ready?”

Cameron nodded as Ryan stabbed the neck of the plastic bottle into her butt, shaking it as her ass gulped it down. The foam came instantly, spilling out from around the bottle as it blasted inside her. She felt the pressure spreading through her guts, pushing up and into her stomach. Kelsey pulled and fought, trying desperately to stop the increasing pressure. Most of the bottle had emptied when Ryan pulled it away and Cameron plugged her up.

Kelsey gasped and whined as the fizzy soda expanded inside her body. Her belly was swollen, hanging as she tried to pull herself up. Ryan forced her down, making her suffer as her full midsection pressed against the desk. They enjoyed her agony for a time, watching her thrash around uselessly. They all watched and sipped at their beers, waiting until she ran out of energy and went limp upon the table.

“Jesus, this is one hell of a mess.”
“Yeah, let’s go get some towels. My dad will be pissed if we don’t clean up.”
“What about her?”
Cameron shrugged. “She’s not going anywhere.”

They left her to suffer for what seemed like an eternity. Gas bubbles slid through her belly, unable to escape. She raised up to alleviate the pressure, but she didn’t have the strength to push out the plug in her behind. Kelsey called for help a few times, but the school was certainly empty by this point. She was suddenly hopeful as she heard the door open, but she quickly realized that the three boys were back.

Cameron walked in and looked around before opening his father’s desk. “We need to clean up in here, boys.” He pulled out a thick, black garbage bag. He opened it as he came around behind her. “But where should we put all this garbage?” He pulled the butt-plug out and let it fall as he quickly poked the closed end of the garbage bag into her pinched butthole. Kelsey barely resisted this time, knowing she was at their mercy.

“That’s a good idea.” Ryan gathered up a handful of candy wrappers and shoved them into the bag, making sure they found their way fully into her ass.

Cameron partially crumpled a beer can as he took a turn. He took some time to open her ass, making sure she was wide enough to take the refuse. The garbage bag hung down, making it easy to guide objects right into her rump. He worked it in, making sure to be somewhat gentle as not to cut through the bag. He grabbed a few more and repeated the process.

“I don’t think she’s going to be able to hold all of our cans.” Vance gave a tilted glare to Ryan. “Someone had to fill her before we started.”
“Hey, it was in the name of science.” He smirked, toweling off the table beneath her. His expression soured as he used the wet towel on her crotch. “Ugh, she’s dripping on the desk!”
“She must be liking this.” Cameron laughed, putting another bent can up her behind. “We found a new job for her!”

She hated them, pulling away each time they shoved trash up her ass. She was full, but they kept inserting more. Some took a little maneuvering, but her body took it all. She hated to admit that she was starting to enjoy it. She tried to limit her volume as they packed more and more into her ass. Each time they slipped something in she felt the gas shift, causing a brand new pain to emerge. She knew that the boys would never let her live this down if she showed any sort of pleasure.

“Just put the rest in the cooler.”
“God, some of the Coke got on his books!”
“Just wipe them down. It’s just on the covers.”
“What about her?”

They stopped cleaning to look at their victim. “We’ll be fine.” Cameron held up his phone, taking a few pictures of Kelsey, making sure to get her distended belly and some of the half inserted garbage bag in her ass. “Untie her and let her find her way home.”

“What about all of her clothes?” Vance held up the tattered garments.
“Put them up her ass too.” Cameron helped to undo her bindings. “Shove the ropes in there too. We don’t want anything left behind.”

Ryan gathered up pieces of her clothing, shoving them up her ass easily. Each time it pushed a little more of the bag inside her. He took the undone ropes and snaked it in, having difficulty fitting it in her overfilled butt. He forced it in again and again, making her whimper and drip as she rose higher.

Now freed, she was far too encumbered to move. She waited for the boys to pack her ass even more with random garbage and clothing from around the room. They even pushed the soiled towel in her ass, forcing the rest farther into her guts. When they stopped she was left with a full, sagging belly that caused pain with each step. She groaned as they searched the room one final time, making sure they recovered everything they had used.

“She’s fucking huuuge!” Cameron grinned.
“And look! She’s fucking wet too!” Ryan pointed to her pussy, laughing with the others.

She took an awkward step, using the desk for support. She let out a pained moan as the pressure became too much. She was suddenly overcome, sinking to the floor as she squirted onto the tiled floor. She gasped, shaking as she let something slip out of her ass. She let out another stream as she pushed another object free.

“No, no! Stop her!”

Ryan and Vance came over, lifting her up, urging her to keep her contents inside. One held her in place as the other used the expelled clothing to wipe up her mess. “Hey, what happened to that butt-plug?”
Vance retrieved it from beneath the desk. “Good call, we almost missed it.” He handed it to Ryan.

The boy pushed the clothing back into the bag and up her ass, tying a knot in the end. He shoved it inside and then capped her with the sex toy. Kelsey was nearly crying as he packed it in, barely able to stay upright. Her stomach growled as it hung heavily from the collection of garbage they made her hold. She felt so completely humiliated, but she was happy that it was almost over. They helped her out of the office, flipping off the light as they brought her to the hallway. Vance went ahead, bringing their cooler to the car.

Ryan stopped, having one more idea before they left. He ran down the hall, leaving Cameron to hold the weak, overfilled woman. Ryan returned with something that she couldn’t make out. She heard them giggling as they put the cold substance on the stem of the butt-plug. 

She finally managed to ask after a moment. “What’s on that?”
Ryan could barely stop laughing to answer, “Super glue.” He held it in place, following her with his hand as she tried to pull away sluggishly. She fell against Cameron, who squeezed her into submission. After a few minutes they finally let go, hoisting her up once again. The adhesive kept the plug snugly in place, pulling her skin if she tried to push it free. They walked her to the door and into the parking lot.

Cameron pulled the school’s main door shut, checking the handle as Vance pulled up. The boys left her at the doorway and got into the car. “Have a nice ride home!” They laughed as they drove away.

Finding the door behind her locked, Kelsey moved awkwardly down the steps, shuffling through the nearly empty lot to her car. She stopped with a horrific thought. Her car keys had been in her pocket and so was her phone. Her stomach gurgled as if in response. She knew they had pushed them inside her. She almost cried at the thought of getting home without a car – and even then how could she get the plug out?

Naked and filled with trash, she decided to push on. She was a resilient young woman, and she hoped that she could avoid people as she walked through town. Her parents’ house wasn’t far, but it was uphill and on one of the main streets. She took a deep breath and set out for the longest walk of her life. Every step was awkward and uncomfortable. She got better as time passed, learning to walk with her full, cramping belly.

She avoided the well-lit sidewalks, crossing through yards and passing through alleyways. She took her time, watching where she stepped as she moved from house to house. Occasional aches gave her pause, but she trudged on, holding her distended belly with one hand and supporting herself with the other. She stopped to rest against a house when she noticed a man walking down the alley.

Kelsey darted into a pathway between two garages, wedging her full belly between the structures. It hurt and she was screwed if the man noticed her, but she kept quiet as he passed. She waited for a moment before she squeezed herself out of the cramped space. Her stomach rumbled as she stumbled free. She wanted so badly to force the plug out, but it was wedged firmly up her ass. She grit her teeth and walked on.

Cars drove by, but they were easy to avoid in the shadows. Her next real obstacle was an empty, undeveloped grass lot. The quickest path was to cut through it, but if someone saw her then there was no way to hide. Deciding to take a chance, she walked a little faster. Her heavy footsteps pressed into the soft grass as her belly swayed. She felt something happen inside her, making her falter and sink down. It was a pulse and it was intense, making her go onto her hands and knees as she tried to understand what was happening. Then she realized – it was her phone vibrating.

Each buzz caused the fizzy soda to bubble even more, making her burp suddenly as she sprawled upon the grass. She rolled over, enduring the soft hum coming from inside her as her contents shifted. She gasped and moaned, shifting with uncomfortable delight until it finally stopped. She slowly opened her eyes, looking into the stars as she regained her senses. It was beautiful in spite of her predicament.

There was only one person who would be calling so late. “Mom usually calls TWICE!” She yelped, gripping a handful of grass as she squirmed. She reached down, feeling the wetness between her legs as she fought through the sensation. She stroked herself frantically, working her button as the vibrations rolled through her body. Her stomach rocked as she reached around it. She came quickly, grunting a little too loudly as she lay naked in public. The euphoria vanished as her tremors subsided, forcing her to ride out the last few buzzes without pleasure.

She knew she would get in trouble if she didn’t answer her mom at this hour, but this seemed like an acceptable circumstance. Should I tell anyone about this? Will they even believe me? She put the thought aside and crawled to her feet. She was shakier now, walking clumsily through the clearing. She only had a little ways to go, but she needed to pass dangerously close to a 24-hour convenience store. She was far too weak to circle around, so she decided on a path through the alleyway.

She took careful steps, avoiding anything sharp on the pavement as she came around the building. She still had a ways to go when the backdoor opened up. The teenaged boy stared, holding a garbage bag as he froze in place. With nowhere to go, she attempted to cover herself. A long, awkward silence hung in the air as she gathered her breasts in each hand, leaving her belly to hide her lower privates.

“Uh, do you… need help?” He couldn’t stop stealing a glance at her naked body.
“Yeah… Could you drive me home?” Her heavy breathing caused her ample, swollen body to move rhythmically.
“Well… I shouldn’t leave the store. I can call the cops to help you.”
“No! No cops, please!” She pleaded, putting her hands together, squishing her tits between her arms, leaving her erect nipples quite visible to the younger man. The buzzing in her stomach started again. She cringed and bent lower, trying not to show her pain.
He was very uncomfortable as he stood in the open doorway. “It’s okay.” He set the garbage bag down and held out a calming hand. “I can call someone to cover me. Just tell me what happened.”
He surely heard the buzzing as she moved ahead. “No, never mind, I don’t live far.” She put out an arm for balance, walking her burdened frame past him as the hum started again and again. 

The boy started to contest, but he only stared at her shapely ass as she ambled ahead. She glanced back, seeing him shaking his head with confusion as he stepped back inside. She stumbled, bumping into a trash bin as she corrected herself. The call finally went to voicemail, allowing her to make it out of the alley and across the empty street. She prayed that he didn’t call the authorities.

Slinking along the houses, feeling faint as she took another call from her concerned mother. She wanted so badly to empty her contents, but the glue held tight. Each buzz was agony, but she knew it would end eventually. Her mother gave up, and other than aches and pains, she made it home without event. The porch light put her on display as she stepped to the door. Being barely able to walk, she clumsily bumped against the door as she grabbed the handle. Locked… with the key in my butt.

She she pressed her butt against the railing, starting to cry as the events of the night rushed through her mind. It pushed the plug in, causing a dull ache as she rested, but she was accustomed to minor pains now. I just want to get this stuff out of me and take a bath! Why does this have to happen to me?! A sound startled her. She wiped away tears as she heard the door unlock. Her mother answered the door with utter horror. Kelsey couldn’t hold back. She started bawling as she fell into her mother’s arms.

“They put stuff in me and… and… glued it. I need help.”
“Oh my god. Who did this?”
“Some bullies at school. I swear I didn’t do anything. They caught me after everyone left.”
“It’s okay, sweetie.” She helped her inside and into the bathroom. “Can I see?” Her mother asked cautiously.
Kelsey bent over upon the toilet, feeling the cool lid as her belly pressed upon it. She clenched as she felt her skin pull. Her mom tried to yank the plug free, but it only caused her to whimper in pain. “No, it’s glued!”
“Sorry, sorry! Let me go get something.” She returned with a bottle of adhesive remover. She took a swab and applied it around the butt plug, making Kelsey’s knees buckle as she moved the blockage in her ass.

Kelsey told her some of the details as they waited for the glue to soften. How the three boys coaxed her in, how they had their way, and then how they forced things up her butt. It was an awkward situation, but she knew she couldn’t let it go. Right before her mom could respond she felt the plug move. She couldn’t resist pushing, launching the butt plug past her mom’s feet. She felt the tied end of the garbage bag poke out. She groaned as she tried to release it, but it was too much to pass at once.

Her mother took hold of the bag, pulling it firmly. Kelsey broke down in tears as she held onto the toilet, overcome with anguish as her mother pulled her backwards. She finally realized the harm it was causing and she quickly let go. Kelsey slumped down, sinking to her knees as she rested upon the fixture. Her pussy was dripping wet, but both of them chose to ignore that fact.

Trying another way, her mother untied the slimy bag and reached in. She worked a blockage free, removing a few torn pieces of clothing. Kelsey’s phone bounced on the tile and her mother gasped. “Oh, no. I’m so sorry honey!”

Unable to respond, Kelsey felt another urge. She pushed hard, wanting desperately to remove everything they had put in her backside. She whimpered as she felt more clothes and garbage popping out. The cut rope slid out and aluminum clacked on the floor. The objects came faster as she heaved and she couldn’t hold back as she felt the bag come out. The carbonated drink blasted out, covering her mother in fizzy Diet Coke as she screamed in shock.

It was humiliating, but it felt fantastic to finally get all of that out of her system. Her mother pulled her up and quickly opened the toilet, pointing the geyser into the bowl. She was clearly disgusted, but she refrained from yelling at her abused girl. Her mother’s clothing was soaked and the bathroom was a mess. Kelsey didn’t know what would come from this night, but right now she only wanted to clean up and go to sleep.

Rationale

Standard

“Why did you spend so much time protecting them? You could’ve let social services, or the cops, or any of the other people take that damned rod. Why do you always help them?”
“I can’t help it – she reminds me of someone.” Isabel looked aside. “Ashley is the best one of them, and it gave me some time before I bring it back.”
“Fine, then you can just command them all to live normal lives here.” Marcy took a sip of her coffee. “Make them live decent lives and try not to fuck anything that moves, then they might actually be able to blend in again and you can be done with them.”
“I have to do what I promised. Ashley said that Jack was influenced from the beginning.”
“Yeah, you told me already. Who knows what he was like before? He could have been worse!” She took another drink to gather her thoughts. “How are you getting the money for all this anyway?”
Isabel sat up with assurance. “I have a few sources of income that will be more than enough. But, not all of them are above the table.”
Marcy smiled. “I figured as much, but do you realize what it will cost to set them up in another country? And what if they have some freaky babies or something? What if someone else finds them like that guy you chased away?”

Samuel. Isabel recalled the most recent relic hunter, a man she knew from her past life. “He won’t be back for them.” He came the closest to stealing the scepter, but I convinced him there was something more important for a man of his abilities across the country – I couldn’t just leave him empty-handed.
“How come only some of us are immune to the thing?”
Isabel shrugged. “Something to do with our lineage. Anyway, Ashley wants me to command them all not to have children with their relatives, but still have sex.” Marcy’s bewilderment urged her on. “We just command them not to ever cum in their relatives again and only have children with non-relations. Plus I can command their children not to have sex with anyone they know.”
“Seems kind of broad, but at least it’s something to keep those animals in check. How about Jeanette and Stephanie?”
“That was a good idea.” Isabel smiled. “Her husband fit right into that puzzle.” They shared a laugh.

They drank their coffee, letting the silence linger for a time before Isabel finally spoke. “Another thing I want to ask – I am leaving soon, are you coming with me?”
“I was wondering how much longer we had.”
“So that’s a no?”
Marcy stared into the nearly empty mug. “You certainly opened my eyes to a lot of shit I thought was complete fantasy, but I don’t know how long we could last.”
Isabel shrugged. “Doesn’t mean you can’t be with me for now and see how you like it.”
“I can’t just leave my job and expect to come back.”
“We have a magic scepter that can make people think whatever you’d like. I don’t think that is a problem.”
“You make a good point.” Marcy looked into her eyes with a smirk. “Sure, why not?”

She ate a bite of the sandwich and took a sip of juice, watching Betty cleaning. Seeing her swollen, glistening breasts shaking pleasantly as she worked the damp towel upon the countertop. She leaned forward due to her large, pregnant belly. Betty took her plate, turning away, giving her a nice side view of her shapely female form. Candice stared as she washed the dish in the soapy water, her soft, nude body shaking as she scrubbed the plate with the sponge.

Approaching footsteps drew Candice’s attention. Hank came up and put a hand on her shoulder. “Two beautiful women.”
“Want something to eat, honey?” Betty offered with nonchalance.
“No thanks. I am going to go pick up some diapers while Mary watches the kids.” He rubbed Candice’s shoulder, staring at her pregnant body. “You look really good.”
“Aw, you’re sweet!” Betty spoke without turning back. “We can have a quickie before you go.”
He moved his hand lower onto Candice’s back. She turned to see him nod. “I’ll take him for now, Mrs. Olsen.”
Betty turned with a smile. “Okay, but you gotta help me out after, deal?”

Candice agreed, seeing the man’s eyes light up as he unzipped his pants and brought out his growing cock. She paused her lunch to lean down and suck on it for a few moments, working her tongue along the recently washed shaft. She leaned upon him as she sucked at the awkward angle and he continued kneading her soft skin. She leaned too far and nearly fell, gagging loudly upon his cock before he helped her back up.

“Don’t make the poor girl throw up, Hank!” Betty finished cleaning the dishes, turning back as she dried a plate with a towel. “I just cleaned the counter!”

Hank nodded, lifting her upper body and stepping behind her. Candice took another sip of her drink before picking up her sandwich. She edged back on the stool as he opened her ass and lined up. She was about to take a bite when she felt his slippery cock poking against her asshole. She didn’t say a word as he eased inside, but she couldn’t hide her discomfort. Betty watched as she locked her jaw and closed her eyes.

“That’s her ass, honey.”
“It’s fine.” Candice eked out, trying to downplay her pain. “Just go slow.”
“She’s a keeper!” Betty giggled, grabbing another plate. “You just go in any hole you can, don’t you hon?”

He took hold of her hips as he pushed it in. Candice tensed and soon the pain was too much for her. She put a hand back, pressing her fingers against Hank’s hip. He moaned, too excited to stop. He nudged it in almost to the limit as she whimpered and she hastily pushed him back. His cock popped out, blasting a line of cum along her perfectly formed butt. He opened her up and stuck the tip back in, his cock jerking as it delivered spunk into her ass.

Candice’s pain turned into a sly smirk, pleased with how quickly she made him cum. “Great, now I can get back to lunch!”
Betty leaned in, resting her tits on the countertop as she gave her a kiss. “I don’t think he’s done with you quite yet.”

As she spoke, Candice felt his cock slide deeper, pressing his collected cum up her ass. It was so wet now that he was able to go all the way in one smooth motion. It still hurt, but she only resisted at the very end. After a few pumps he was moving freely. He reached around and grabbed her swollen boobs, squeezing her perfectly plump breasts in his strong hands. She was about to eat when a spray of milk launched onto her meal. He aimed it away, spraying more onto the countertop.

“You’re getting milk everywhere!” Betty grumbled. “I just cleaned up!”
“Just have Mary clean it up. She won’t mind.”

Betty rolled her eyes. “I was trying to be nice.” She walked over and poured herself some leftover coffee. “At least let me use some of that.” Hank milked her as he fucked her ass, dispensing streams of milk into Betty’s mug. She smiled and raised her drink before taking a long gulp. “Not bad at all.”

Candice sighed as Hank railed her ass, trying to build to another orgasm. She ignored him and finally took a bite her sandwich. She ate as Hank bounced her back upon him, making the metal stool creak beneath her weight. She didn’t mind it, as he grappled her pregnant body, squeezing more of her milk into his wife’s coffee mug.

He pulled back, letting her tender breasts hang as he drove upward. She sat her food down and showed her teeth. Betty’s expression mimicked her own, showing the discomfort as he edged painfully deep into her asshole. Betty took her hands and gave her another long kiss. Hank reached up and pulled her hair, making her break the embrace. Betty stared into his eyes as he had his way with their houseguest.

“Put it in her pussy when you cum.” Betty said with a quiet, sultry tone. “She’s gonna cum when you do, I bet.”

Candice could only moan as he pumped her lubricated ass. She enjoyed some pain, but now it felt purely amazing. She grabbed the edge as he leaned her lower. Her milky tits rested upon the countertop as her belly bounced. She knew he was about to cum again and she only hoped he would last long enough to give her an…

Stopping abruptly, he reached down and guided his slippery shaft into her unused pussy. She gasped loudly as he buried it in the excited entrance. She loved the feeling and she started moving on her own.

“She wants your cum, baby, fill her up.” Betty observed with glee as she rested on her elbows. Her eyes lit up as she looked into her husband’s eyes.

With only a few shakes of her hips, Candice felt him shooting another, more forceful load up her pussy. She came immediately, shaking with each twitch of his cock. Both of them breathed heavily as they moved carefully, overexcited with even the tiniest movement inside the wet entrance.

Candice burst into laughter as she looked down, noticing one of her boobs was resting upon her half-eaten meal. She wiped off the crumbs as the older man pulled out of her and let her sit upright. She could feel his cum collecting in her seat. Candice stopped him before he could tuck his member away, turning and leaning to suck it clean. She gave it a few licks before he kissed her forehead and put it away.

Betty came around the counter and put a hand on her back, making her stay bent down upon the stool. She opened her ass and put something big and cold against her asshole. It hurt as it slipped in, parting her asshole easily before nestling inside. Candice hopped from the chair and into Hank’s arms. He was as surprised as her.

“What did you put in there?” Candice asked, her knees buckling as she clenched her ass.
“Just a little orange.” Betty grinned, her pretty blue eyes showing excitement. “You’ll like it after we loosen you up a bit.”
Hank smiled, stepping away from the groaning blonde girl. “You two have fun and I’ll be back in a little bit.” Laughing again as Betty spanked her ass playfully.

“Think she’ll honor our requests? She could just wipe our minds and we wouldn’t know any better.” Karen asked, as the three of them laid in the grass, staring at the stars.
“She would’ve already done that by now,” Jack spoke, holding his lovers in his arms. “Besides, she already said she had enough money and some land in another country. It sounds like she’s going to follow through.”
“But why is she helping us? That is a lot of work for something she already has.”
“She wants to tie up this loose end.” Ashley offered. “Money isn’t a problem to her, so why not spend a little more time removing us completely. Then, when people come looking they won’t find a thing.” She looked up as she nestled against Jack. “She told me that and I believe her. We don’t really have a choice, anyway.”

There was a long silence as they thought about their situation. They decided to head home after a while, so Jack helped the two pregnant women up and they started walking. He caught a glimpse of Karen’s tight fitting shirt as they passed beneath the street light, seeing her nipples plainly through the front. Ashley noticed and opened the top of her shirt, drawing his attention to her cleavage. She wore a bra, but she reached back and unclasped it, sliding it from beneath her top with an accomplished grin.

Jack snatched it away and threw it in a garbage can as they passed by. They laughed until Ashley noticed some milk seeping through her shirt. “Oh crap, I need that back!”
“It’s fine, barely anyone is out now.” Only a few cars had passed since they began and they weren’t far from home now. “You know, this will be our last night here. We should probably make it memorable.”

“Oh,” Ashley turned with a playful look, “what do you have in mind?”
He looked between them, tugging on his shirt suggestively “You should be free for a bit.”
“What if someone see’s us?” Ashley asked with excited concern.

Karen was already stripping down, stepping out of her pants. “Who cares? We’re going to be gone by tomorrow night!” Her soft, bulky breasts sprang free as she pulled her shirt off. She came over and pulled Ashley’s bottoms down, surprising her with a quick kiss upon her crotch. Ashley stepped back, almost tripping as she giggled. She hesitated before pulling her damp shirt free, exposing her swollen, perky breasts and sizable baby bump. She was around five months along and her small frame displayed it prominently. Karen gathered the clothing, removing their phones from the pockets, and tossed them over a fence. She lifted her breasts and dropped them, making her full figure bounce enticingly. “Freedom!”

Leaning in, Jack gave his sister a long kiss, tracing his way down her neck. “I have another idea, come on.” He put their phones into his pockets.
“Wait, aren’t you going to strip?”
“Nah, I have to carry stuff. Plus you guys look a lot better than I do naked!”
Ashley rolled her eyes. “If you say so.”
Jack paused to take her hands. “You are fucking gorgeous!” He brought her hands lower, placing them upon her behind. “Do you feel that amazing ass?”
Karen took a feel too, “It is pretty fun to squeeze.”
With a sigh and a smirk, Ashley shook her head. “Okay, what’s the plan?”

They giggled, bounding from shadow to shadow as they moved down the sidewalk. Two pregnant, fully naked girls rushed to avoid the few cars that passed, but at least one noticed them. The driver gawked as he passed, but continued on. It was nearly two in the morning when they came to the parking lot of a 24-hour convenience store. He went inside, leaving them to wait in the alley. He returned with a bag of water bottles.

He brought them to a nearby patch of grass at the edge of the lamplight. They searched for any strange characters, and once they felt safe he directed them into a very unique pose he had found online. Both girls rested upon their shoulders with their backs touching and their asses in the air. The piledriver. They found a mostly comfortable balance with their legs out as Jack opened their cheeks and spit upon their backdoors, working them open one at a time.

After unscrewing the caps, he pressed the first bottle into Ashley. She squeaked, jerking as water splashed over her belly and upon her face. Her legs shot up as the end poked into her and made a seal. She huffed as the water started flowing into her. Jack held it in place as he fished out his house keys. He poked a hole in the side of the bottle, which caused the water to push its way into her bowels. Ashley squirmed as she accepted it. Glug, glug, glug. “Oh, uh…” She grumbled, struggling to maintain her balance. Jack squeezed the bottle, forcing the last of the water down.

He tossed the empty bottle aside, grabbing another for Karen. He was a little more skillful with hers, only spilling a little as he jabbed it into her butt. She tensed as well, raising her thick legs into the air. He poked another airway into the bottle, allowing her ass to drink it down quickly. Her stomach growled as the water flowed through her. The sloshing water moved lower and lower until the bottle was completely empty. He removed it, watching both of the girls straining to maintain the awkward pose.

Another bottle went in to Ashley and then the last one into Karen, allowing them both to drink at the same time. Their wet, cushy asses pressed against one another as their open legs showcased their swollen, pregnant tummies. Jack helped them along, giving the bottles a squeeze. Karen took it all, while Ashley was struggling at half. Jack worked it around and put a finger in her pussy, fingering her gently. Ashley moaned, taking a little more of the water.

Suddenly Ashley slipped, tipping onto her side and letting the water bottle pop out painfully. She groaned as she fought to contain the fluid in her ass. She put her legs straight, clenching her ass tightly as she scooted in the grass, trying to evade the discomfort.

Karen, however, found a method to balance. Her large legs were almost straight, while her large breasts rested upon her chin. She twitched as he removed her bottle and her squished belly gurgled in protest. Jack took the partially empty bottle and put it in her, giving her a final dose from the crinkling plastic bottle. She winced, showing she was finally at her limit.

Deciding to have some more fun with her, he unzipped and came over her. Karen shook her hips, whimpering as he poked his cock into her ass from above. Her insides churned as he pumped her. Taking her legs, he drove downward, feeling her big ass squishing with each thrust. He ignored her pained expression, knowing she enjoyed it. He leaned down, going all the way in and blasted cum up her overloaded asshole. She reached up and frantically stroked her clit, rushing to her own orgasm as he delivered his load. He lowered her as she shook, jerking wildly upon the grass as he watched.

Ashley was on her hands and knees, grunting as she let small sprays of water escape from her asshole. She clenched her teeth before breathing quickly, finally resisting the urge to release it. A sound caught their attention as a man approached. Jack hurriedly put his manhood away as Ashley and Karen failed to stand.

“What’sss going on over here?” The man slurred. “Asshley, is that youu?”
Her eyes doubled as she looked up to the man. “Mr. Keenan? Didn’t you…”
“Nope! No jail for me…” He blinked through his glasses as he studied the scene. “I got lucky somehow and they acquitted me… Plusss I got a nice job running a little bar a few blocks down.” He was intently staring at Karen’s sprawling chest as she lay upon the ground. “Turnss out I am a great manager aaand I get free drinks!” He shook his head, finally snapping away from the nude ladies before him. “I think I might’ve gone overboard tonight. Are you naked?”

Jack shot Ashley a questioning look as she went onto her hands and knees again. “I feel like I owe him.” She waved him closer as she endured a cramp.

Her former teacher didn’t question it, pulling his semi-flaccid cock out. “I don’t have any condomsss.”
“It’s fine, just let me suck it a little.”

She opened her mouth and swallowed his sizable member, gagging audibly as she took most of it. Her body shook as he fucked her face without concern. He took hold of her voluminous blonde hair, making her drool as he tried to fit the remainder into her throat. He wasn’t hesitant, ramming his cock past her tonsils, making tears run down her cheeks. She tapped his leg repeatedly until he finally popped free. She retched, spitting into the grass as he got behind her.

The black man slipped his cock into her tight pussy, entering with more care now. She couldn’t prepare herself for his size. Each inch caused her to tense and pull away, but thankfully he gave her time to acclimate between each advance. I wonder if Claire had this much trouble with him. I wonder what happened to her after that- She was pulled from the thought as he started doing shallow pumps. She reached back, feeling he was just over halfway in.

It took a little bit, but she started to loosen up and get wetter. He leaned into it, working his cock deeper as she started to enjoy it. Her full belly swayed beneath her, but the pleasure was offsetting the pain of being full and she was growing accustomed to clenching her ass shut. She knew it made her pussy tighter, but she didn’t want to humiliate herself by letting the enema go. Jack trained me better than that. She looked up, seeing Jack and Karen watching as Mr. Keenan plowed her.

Ashley knew Jack was ready to go again, so she invited them to join in. Karen got beneath her, sliding into a sixty-nine position with her. Their bellies rested against one another’s breasts and they both used their tongues to pleasure each other. Jack took out his hard, wet cock and had Ashley give it a lick. It was clean, thankfully, and after a few strokes he moved down to slip it into Karen’s pussy.

She moaned as she reached up to hold onto Ashley’s firm ass. She spread it wide as she licked her clit, which made the long, thick cock feel amazing as it glided in and out of her. Ashley tried to resist an abrupt orgasm, but there were too many sensations. She gasped as she pressed her face against Jack’s chest, feeling overwhelmed as the man behind moved faster with his own excitement.

He did not slow, and after some time Ashley recovered, enjoying the feeling once again. Her belly contested loudly as it pressed gently against the girl below. Jack moved her head higher, giving her a long kiss as he pumped Karen’s sloppy wet entrance. She reached back, realizing that Mr. Keenan was all the way in now. She grinned, pleased with herself for taking him entirely. She moved back down, licking Karen’s clit as Jack leaned back.

He had to pause to raise her legs, but Jack was still able to fuck her. It helped that Karen had such a comfy ass that raised her up a little bit. They were all sweating in spite of the cool evening breeze and they didn’t slow as a car drove by. She felt Karen’s tongue move up and over her teacher’s shaft and onto his balls. The man grunted, pausing to enjoy the feeling.

He pushed in to the limit, pushing against a spot deep in her pussy. Ashley tensed and pulled away, which caused him to completely pull out. His cock slapped against Karen’s cheek with a wet sound, making her jump. Ashley looked back to see the man lining up to reenter. Karen was still holding her ass open as he found a hole and pushed in.

“Uh! It’s… Not…” Ashley whined, unable to say the right terms. His cock parted her easily, slipping into her ass far faster than she could handle. She dug her fingers into the grass as she pushed against Jack. He thought she was falling, so he pressed her back onto it. Her asshole burned as his girthy cock split her apart. She felt like she was going to blast water everywhere, but nothing came out. He plugged her harder than before, jamming more and more of his rod into her with each stroke.

The excited man went even faster as Karen ran her tongue along his balls. Ashley’s small ass slapped against him as he fucked her and Jack was watching with awe. She grunted loudly, uncaring if anyone was around. She raised up, feeling her tits flopping up and down as he took her from behind. Ashley thought she might pass out she was in so much pain.

Her teacher drove in and pumped more fluid into her ass. She jerked in agony as his huge cock twitched inside her. Tears formed in her eyes as she tried not to move, hoping the pain would fade. Suddenly Karen’s tongue came back to her clit, helping to alleviate the discomfort. Amazingly, within seconds, Ashley found herself becoming aroused again. In spite of the pole in her butt, she was building to an abrupt orgasm of her own.

She put her head down, moaning as the tension built. Mr. Keenan was stopped, fully buried in her asshole as she wiggled her hips. She used his cock in spite of his weak gasps. It built and built until she finally let go. She couldn’t stop the blast from her pussy, squirting into Karen’s open mouth. She choked for a moment, shocked by the surge of liquid, before licking her clit again. Ashley howled as she came with the most intense orgasm of her life.

She shot up and rolled aside, letting his cock pop out of her ass. She couldn’t hold it any longer, letting the water blast out onto the grass. She huffed, lying weak and sore from the intense encounter as Jack finished again. Karen worked her button, rushing to cum again too. They both finished as Ashley continued pushing out the water she held. She was sore from pushing and realized that this would be nothing compared to childbirth. She let that thought go for now as she lazily watched her lovers.

Karen kept her water in as she rolled over and lifted her chubby body. Long brown hair tumbled upon her sizable breasts and her meaty ass shook with each step. A hiss came from her belly as the water settled, making her early term pregnancy even more pronounced. She looked gorgeous in the streetlight’s glow. Ashley gathered her thoughts, knowing she still had to walk home.

Mr. Keenan stood, stumbling as he pulled his pants up. “That was fun.” He smiled, pressing beneath his glasses to rub his eyes. “Do you kids need help getting home?”
“We’ll be fine.” Ashley climbed up with Jack’s help. “Do you need help.”
“Naaaah, I’ll be fine.” He walked away, stumbling occasionally.

The trio continued on, taking extra care to avoid a passing cop car. They ducked into another yard, hiding behind some patio furniture. Jack loved seeing the girls move, and it was especially exciting to see Karen struggle to crouch. After the car passed Jack helped his sister to walk. She moved with heavy steps, feeling the strain from her hefty frame. Her stomach still rumbling as she shifted her weight. Her plump rear rolled as she trudged ahead.

In contrast, Ashley’s springy butt bounced just perfectly. Most of her pregnancy weight was in front of her and she still retained her slim physique. Her long blonde hair shimmered as they walked slowly beneath the streetlight. Karen loved being outside without clothing and soon they could actually do that. They were nervous about their change in lifestyle, but it was the best option now. Deep down they knew it had to stop someday, but it could’ve been far worse for everyone involved.

Ashley reached down to rub her pussy. “God, it still feels like something is in there!”
“He was pretty big,” Jack said plainly.
“It was too much though. My ass hurts, but my pussy feels like it’s still open.” She took a few awkward steps as she held a hand between her legs. She glanced to Jack. “Don’t worry, I like your size much better.” She smiled, putting an arm around his shoulder.
“Your cock is just the right size!” Karen chimed, also putting an arm around her brother.
Jack seemed to brighten at that thought, placing a hand on both girl’s butts as they walked together. Their tits rubbed against his chest as they moved, and the house was finally in sight.

Relinquishment

Standard

The last few days were enjoyable, but they went by so quickly. It had been rough trying to figure out their final requests for Isabel – for life without the command rod. They went to the hand-off later in the evening to assure their privacy, finding their usual meeting spot in the park’s gazebo. Ashley nervously scanned for the woman as they waited, as it was very uncharacteristic for her to be late. She looked to Jack and Karen, both tired from their recent fling. I hope we are right in trusting her.

It was hard to believe that the guy who had given Jack the command rod had influenced their lives so much. I’m glad it happened though, Ashley had decided. If he hadn’t come along then I’d be a stuck up bitch with a basic life and a dad who would always resent me. I mean, fucking my dad isn’t the best route, but it is better than the alternative. She looked again to her friends. They could’ve had better, but it could’ve gone worse too.At least Jake and that slimy school counselor got what they deserved.

Ashley paused her thoughts as the tall, mysterious woman approached from the trail, passing through the lamplight with assurance. She wore unassuming attire, however the navy t-shirt did nothing to detract from her ample bust size and her jeans fit snugly to her rounded hips. She sat down across from them with uncertainty in her eyes.

“Sorry, I had to take care of something.” The glow from beyond the gazebo illuminated her jet black hair and her confident eyes.
Ashley took a deep breath before continuing. “I know you commanded them both and probably me too.” She sat the command rod on the table. “But you are really in control, even without this.”

“I am glad you see this.” Isabel paused, leaning to the side as she thought. “I just stopped another person from coming after the command rod. I’ve stopped four so far that have been drawn by the… events that have taken place in the town. Some take money, one took information, but it has to end before I go. If they find you when I’m not around then they might hurt you or someone you love, even if you have no idea how to find this again. I tell you this as a warning, not a threat. I commanded you all with this in mind.

Much like everyone who has used the scepter, though, I did not foresee some of the problems that would arise from the commands. I have been helping you stay out of major trouble, but it has been difficult.” She made no move to take the command rod lying between them. “As you might have noticed, this thing is influenced greatly by your thoughts and feelings when you give a command. I can say… go away, and depending on how I’m thinking, it could send you five feet or five miles.”

“That would have been good to know before.” Jack scoffed.

Isabel ignored the comment. “I gave you my word that I would help. You have to move out of the state and sever ties with most of the people you know. I have set up a nice place for your… growing family. You need to trust me.” She paused to let her words sink in. “Now, let me see your requests.”

Isabel read through the notes, betraying no emotion as she moved from page to page. “No to Sammy and no to Steph.”
“Who is Sammy?” Ashley wondered.
“She is one of the girls Jack and Karen had at their orgy.”
Jack held up his hands and gave Ashley a disarming look before turning back to Isabel. “Why not?”

She let out a long sigh before explaining. “Sammy is barely part of your life at the moment and she has way too many friends and relatives. Steph didn’t like you to begin with and didn’t want children. She will love her baby when it comes, but it will be far too intrusive to remove all of the other character traits. They will be fine without you. Both could be done, but do you honestly need them in your lives?”

Jack looked to Ashley and his sister. “No, I guess you’re right.”

“Everything else seems reasonable, except me. I’m not letting you have me.”
Jack shook his head with irritation. “Come on, just once. It’s not like I can get you pregnant!”
The expecting, bronze-skinned beauty made a slight laugh before resuming her cold demeanor. “No.”
Karen put a hand on her brother’s shoulder. “Just give him this one last fling. No one else has to know.”
Isabel gave an embellished look of defeat. “Fine. Tomorrow, but only once.”

Ashley saw the look in Isabel’s eyes. She had no intention of having sex with Jack. It made her question what other requests she would deny. Ashley snatched the rod from the table, launching it into the bushes at the edge of the park. Isabel sprang up with an expression of anger and confusion. “Wait,” Ashley spoke hurriedly, “we trust you, but, you have to trust us. No more commands. If you’re not going to do something then tell us.”

Moving back into her seat, Isabel nodded. “You’re right.” She turned to Jack. “No.”
“Is there any way I can convince you?”
“I doubt it.” She let out a sharp breath. “But this can wait. I will take the scepter and start the other plans. We meet back here tomorrow night.” She slid over the bench, going to retrieve the rod from the shrubbery. Ashley led Jack and Karen to join her.

Isabel froze midway, drawing a handgun she had hidden in her waistband. “Drop it.”
The man looked unusually calm as he held the command rod in one hand and a gun in the other. “You look good, Isabel. I think relic hunting has done you well.” He spoke her name sharply.
“I have money and information.”
“And I have this.” He made a subtle grin. “Put the gun down.”
“I am immune to the commands.” Isabel held the gun, trained at his midsection. “Hand it over.”

The man’s expression showed fear as he lowered his weapon. “Well, fuck!” He turned and sprinted away. Isabel growled as she chased after him.

This left Jack, Karen, and Ashley with a primal urge on their mind. The three of them stripped, casting their clothing into the grass as they came together. Ashley pressed her swollen belly against Jack’s side tugging his growing cock as she kissed him. She pressed her heavy breasts against his toned arm, feeling her nipples harden with excitement. She moved lower to take his cock in her mouth, turning her tongue upon the head before moving lower. She went deep enough to gag, recovering for a moment before she grabbed his ass and directed his hips. She let him go quickly, pumping her face as she gagged loudly.

Karen guided his hand between her legs, moaning as he touched her. She put her arms around his shoulders, holding him as she looked into his eyes. Karen leaned in, planting soft, billowy kisses upon his lips. She ran her fingers through his black hair, delighting in his aroma. She bit her lip as his finger teased her of what was to come. She down, moving Ashley’s long, golden hair aside, softly planting kisses upon her neck and shoulder before she took a turn sucking on her brother’s shaft.

Jack took hold of Karen’s hair, pushing his cock all the way down her throat. She tried to pull back, but he held on until she fought through the discomfort. She eventually submitted, allowing him to guide her. He fucked her throat, making her drool upon her tits as she made loud, obscene noises. He reached out, standing Ashley up and grabbing her chest, squeezing her breast as he fucked his sister’s face.

Ashley moved closer, pushing her hips against the back of Karen’s head. Both Jack and Ashley pressed against Karen’s face, forcing her to take his whole cock time and again. She gagged, but still submitted to the movements. They pushed together, making her stall with his cock pressing past her tonsils. As they did, Jack kissed Ashley with his tongue. She grabbed Karen’s hair as she moaned, feeling her excitement grow as she awaited her turn.

Karen was struggling now, pulling from between them as she tried to catch her breath. She grew impatient, fighting against their embrace as she moved upward, allowing his cock to slap against her wet chest. Jack stopped the kiss to look to his gasping sister. He held her milk-filled tits together around his dick, pumping them vigorously. Karen was still breathing heavily when a line of cum shot out, going directly to the back of her throat. She retched and pulled away as another line flew across her face.

Ashley quickly took her place, putting her lips upon the tip of his cock as he released more of his seed. She pulled the last drops out as he twitched with delight and she held it in her mouth. Karen was coughing, recuperating from the fluid she swallowed. Ashley tried to bring her face closer, but Karen pushed her back. So, Ashley rolled her over and pressed her wet lips between the chubby girl’s curvy ass. She pressed her lips around the girl’s clean asshole and blew.

Still distracted and clearing her throat, Karen didn’t notice as Ashley forced air and cum up her ass. She took deep breaths before blowing into her asshole, making audible noises inside her. Karen finally realized what was happening, looking back with anguish. Ashley held onto her hips, keeping her in place as she pushed more and more air up her ass. She ran out of breath, allowing Jack to step in and plug her up. Still aroused, he got low and poked his damp cock into her tight ass. It went in on the first try, causing her great pain as it opened her unprepared asshole.

Karen groaned, grabbing clumps of grass as he pushed in deep and waited for her to acclimate. He moved carefully after a moment, hearing small amounts of air slipping out from around his cock. Her belly gurgled as it swayed beneath her. She was only about three months into her pregnancy, but her cushioned body displayed it prominently. He moved slowly to keep the air contained and he was relishing in her agony.

Deciding to help her along, Ashley laid upon her back in front of them, sliding beneath them carefully. Her pregnant stomach nestled perfectly against Karen’s sizable chest and they both started pleasuring one another. Ashley watched his cock slip in and out of her ass as she licked Karen’s pussy. Within seconds she felt her returning the favor, exploring her shaven clit without hesitation. Now distracted, Karen’s pained grunts softened as he carefully pumped her filled ass. Ashley loved the scent as she worked her tongue inside the damp opening.

Moving with steady, deep thrusts, Jack was able to go all in as they ate each other out. Ashley was opening Karen’s ass as she held it, and Jack’s balls were rubbing against her nose. She moved her mouth higher to lick his berries, making him jerk forward and cause Karen to yelp. Ashley did it again and that sent Jack into a frenzy. He wasn’t too rough, but he moved fast enough to stir the air in her ass, causing her belly to grumble as he fucked her ass.

Ashley returned to licking Karen’s clit, easing her pain as Jack railed her. She was inconsolable now, though, and she pulled up whimpering as she took the punishment. He could tell she wasn’t enjoying it, but he was too close to stop. Jack went for it, ramming her hard until his cock twitched inside her. He pumped his seed up her ass as Ashley held it open.

Karen took sharp breaths as she felt him pulsing inside. He leaned into her, making her groan and pull away. Tensing her ass, she pulled the final drops from his cock as she moved forward. Ashley quickly pushed her cheeks together as he slid out, keeping her from releasing the air in her ass. Karen tried to shove her aside, but Ashley got into place again and blew even more air into her cum-filled behind.

Finally able to pull free, Karen lunged forward and landed on her side, releasing wet sounding farts as the cum and air erupted from her ass. She reached down mindlessly and furiously rubbed her clit, trying to climax as the air shifted in her belly. She trembled with loud moans, her entire body feeling the abrupt finale as she worked her button.

Holding her belly, Ashley got up and stepped closer, preparing for another round when Isabel called for them to stop. She walked slower than normal, her long black hair sticking to her sweat coated neck and chest. Her large belly weighing her down more than before. “Let’s wrap this up so we can finish discussing details.”

At that command, Ashley walked around and squatted above Karen’s face. She touched her clit as Karen dutifully licked her, wrapping her arms around her smooth, fair-skinned thighs. Ashley put a hand down for support, holding her burdened frame above her friend as she enjoyed the sensation. Her soft, pink nipples stood proudly as her tits bounced. It only took a minute or so before she was huffing with pleasure, rolling into her own quaking orgasm. Her small, creamy ass tightened as she worked her hips and soon she toppled backwards onto the grass, exhausted from the experience.

Jack was eying Isabel now as the other girls recovered. She sighed deeply as he walked closer with his hard, wet cock bouncing.

“We shouldn’t be doing this anymore.” The heavily pregnant Asian woman stood naked at the end of the bed. 
“You shouldn’t, but I can still take a little. I asked the doctor and he says a smaller enema is fine during a mid-term pregnancy. But, you are probably too far along.” Steph ran her fingers along Jeanette’s large, colorful tattoo. “I love the ink.”
She took her hands gently, trying to draw her mind back to the point. “I mean what if someone finds out about us? If Deok-su were to find us in our bed…”
 Steph slid back over the comforter. “It’s okay. This is our little secret.” She waved her closer.

The dark-haired beauty with a soft, round belly laid upon the bed with her legs apart, showing the black plug in her ass. She had taken a smaller enema before coming in here for a more comfortable encounter. She looked incredibly sexy and Jeanette couldn’t resist. She crawled atop her, feeling their stomachs touch as she tried awkwardly to kiss her. Unable to reach, she had to move in from the side to get a taste of her soft lips.

Their massive bellies made it difficult to embrace normally, so Steph rolled over and got to her hands and knees. Jeanette got behind her and moved closer, resting her sizable belly upon Steph’s ass. She humped her, enjoying the feeling of her friend’s soft ass and wet warmth against her crotch. Jeanette took a handful of her long black hair as she mounted her. She loved watching their bodies shaking with the impacts.

Steph moaned beneath her, backing against her as she moved. She loved it, feeling the black plug go slightly deeper with each thrust. Glancing down, she could see her bountiful breasts and heavy belly swaying just above the comforter. She enjoyed it, but it only teased her. She waited for a time, but completion was far from reach.

“Can we flip over?”
“Just a little more like this!” The Asian woman continued, pushing Steph’s head into the covers as she took charge.

Steph gasped, as the movement allowed her pussy to feel more of the impact. She cooed with delight as her orgasm finally started to build. It made her smile to see Jeanette being dominant in the bedroom. She turned forward, hearing her wetness as they moved. Her swollen tits spread outward upon the bed now and she rested on her elbows. The petite woman’s warm belly pressed against her back, her soft mound pressing into her privates. It was only a matter of time before she’d cum now.

The door opened and both of them froze in place, looking behind them with panic. Jeanette’s husband stood with his mouth hanging. He took a moment to gather his thoughts as they scrambled beneath the covers. He called to their son from the doorway.

“Cho, watch television for now. I need to speak with your mother.”
“Okay, daddy!” A small voice called back.

The stocky man stepped in and locked the door, approaching the bed as they awaited his reaction. His impassive expression slowly changed into a sly smile. He yanked the covers away, making the lovers gasp and attempt to cover their curvy bodies with their hands. Deok-su unbuttoned his shirt as he stepped to Jeanette’s side of the bed.

“I leave you unfulfilled? Or do you just prefer a woman’s touch now?” His smile faded as he cast his shirt aside.
“No, honey, I was just having some fun. I still love you!” Jeanette took the hand from between her legs and put it on his chest.
The man pulled away, walking slowly to the opposite side of the bed as he removed his trousers and underwear. He stood next to Steph with a hard cock and an austere expression. He gave a quick, sharp motion, directing her to stand. Unsure, Steph slid out of bed and looked down at him. He was awkwardly close and his face was right in line with her covered breasts. He pulled her arms aside, looking into her eyes as she stood exposed before him.

“You come into my home, pleasure my wife, and do it in my own bed, no less!” His eyes slid lower along her ample chest. “What shall I do with you?”
“Please,” Stephanie spoke with fear, “I know it was wrong, and it will never happen-“
He grabbed her breasts hard enough to let some milk seep out. “It has happened already. Do you share my wife’s joy of being mistreated?”

He spun her around and pushed her forward, making her bend over the bed. Jeanette watched with concern as he drew back and slapped her ass hard. He repeated it four more times, spacing them erratically so she couldn’t brace properly. Steph’s fear mixed with pain as she begged him to stop while covering her rosy rump. The Korean man worked his cock against her pussy, sliding it along the entrance.

“You must enjoy this!” He said, hearing the wet noise as his cock hit against her slit. “Does your husband know you’re here?”
“No… I just want to leave…”
“I’m not going to let it be that easy. You have to prove your worthy of my wife.”

Jeanette took her hands as she watched, unable to find words as her husband slipped inside. Steph moaned as he took her hips and eased his cock in. Looking into her eyes, Steph’s whole body bounced with each hard thrust. Her long hair swayed as her breasts and belly jolted forward. He was trying to cause her some pain and Jeanette knew it. She started to speak, but no words came out. Why is he doing this? He’s never had sex with anyone else in his life and now he’s doing it as a punishment to me? She stared into Stephanie’s questioning gaze. It’s working.

She reached out a hand, stroking Steph’s tall, slender face as it jerked forward again and again. Deok-su was being a complete dominant asshole and it made her nervous of what was going to happen after this display of power. Will we ever be able to come back from this? Have I ruined all of our lives? Her thoughts were even more complicated when he directed them to kiss.

Hesitant, Jeanette got onto her knees and held Stephanie’s face, planting a few quick kisses that led to longer ones. Soon the concern of the moment faded and they were fully making out. Deok-su pulled Steph’s hair back to break the encounter. Her visible pain brought Jeanette back to reality. Enjoying their torment, Deok-su rolled Steph over and directed Jeanette to sit upon her face.

“You must please my wife and me at the same time.” He watched as the two very pregnant women got into position. “Show us you are worthy of this bed.”

Without any idea of his intent, Jeanette carefully lowered her privates as Stephanie dutifully pleasured her. She leaned ahead, the elegant floral tattoo upon her side pulled as her heavy stomach rested upon Steph’s squishable chest. This put her very close to her husband, who was already pumping away at the outsider’s pussy. He didn’t hesitate, kissing her gently as he fucked the woman below. He had a hand on Stephanie’s thigh and a hand on Jeanette’s cheek. Steph licked her pussy expertly, making Jeanette moan as she kissed her husband.

The three found pleasure as they connected and Deok-su was fucking Steph hard enough that her belly was bumping against his stomach. Jeanette had trouble balancing, so he reached forward and held her in place. They broke their kiss, staring into each other’s eyes as they held onto one another. Jeanette opened her mouth, her eyes squinting as she felt the orgasm creeping closer. Her delight caused him to gasp, as he found climax first. He gripped her tightly as he drove in and unloaded into the already pregnant woman beneath them.

Jeanette loved watching him jerk with pleasure. Within seconds she was trembling with excitement too, moaning as Steph’s tongue ran around her clit. The oral stimulation quickly became too much to bare, making her jump up and stumble. She fell backwards awkwardly, her heavy body bouncing as she fell onto the bed behind the others.

Deok-su slid out limply from Steph’s filled pussy, but he promptly inserted his fingers and worked them in the damp entrance. Stephanie wiped her chin as she sat up on her elbows. She watched as the man she barely knew roughly fingered her. Breathing heavily, she showed pleasure as sloppy, wet noises came from between her legs. Steph laid back, holding her filled belly as he worked her pussy. It took less than a minute before she let out repeated, quick gasps. She came and he continued pumping her, following her as she slid away. Closing her legs didn’t even stop him.

She finally broke free with a loud grunt. Rolling onto her side as she recovered. Deok-su spied the butt-plug still nestled in her behind and he grabbed hold. He yanked it out before Jeanette could stop him. Steph slid forward, tensing her tight ass as she gasped. She shot upright and stood with hands covering her ass. Luckily no liquid escaped. Panicked, she reached for the plug again, but Deok-su tossed it into the trash bin next to the bed and kept her away from it.

Steph started for the door before remembering the boy in the other room. The tall, pregnant woman snatched a dress from the nearby closet, wrapping it around her body. It only barely covered her chest and crotch, leaving her belly exposed as she carefully opened the door and snuck into the hall.

Laughing, Deok-su turned to his wife. “She’s cute. We’ll have fun with her.”
“You’re not mad?”
“I’m a little upset you didn’t tell me, but I forgive you.” He took her hand. “Think I went too hard on her?”

Her hazel eyes stared pointedly as he pulled his cock out. She looked down for a time before her view traced higher. Her full face tightened as she slipped her shirt off and reached back to unbutton her bra. Her huge breasts squished in the garment until it came free. Falling to the ground, it revealed her perfectly portioned chest with tan lines highlighting her attentive nipples. Isabel rolled her eyes as Jack grabbed her breasts, kneading them in his young hands.

His hands slid lower, along her round, tanned belly. She was quite large, with less than a month to go, but she carried herself far more easily than a normal pregnant woman. He unfastened her jeans and tugged them, failing to move them down in his haste. She sighed and helped him, rolling her pants and panties along her long, powerful legs. She stepped free, standing before him entirely nude. The tall Brazilian beauty was perfectly sculpted, with just the right curves for his liking.

He wrapped his arms around her, nestling his head against her bosoms and grabbing handfuls of her plump backside. Her skin was warm and soft, with an intoxicating aroma that aroused him greatly. Jack was so thankful she allowed him to have some fun with her. She opened her legs and directed his glistening cock into her pussy. Isabel’s eyes closed tightly as her face scrunched. She was struck with pleasure as he fed his cock inside her.

Placing her strong hands upon his shoulders, she leaned back. Isabel was enjoying it more than expected, probably due to lacking a man’s touch for so long. I bet Marcy is her lover now, and I bet she can’t replace this! He pushed his dick all the way in, enjoying the new feeling as he paused. It’s not as tight as I hoped… With that thought Isabel tensed down there, making him pull back from the overwhelming grip on his cock. Isabel smirked as he went in again.

She repeated the process at random intervals, making him pull out each time. When she did that she was far too tight for him to handle and she loved toying with him. She laid him down and mounted him, resting on her knees as she straddled him. She was very heavy due to her height, but she supported herself well. Her pregnant belly rested against him, rolling along as she moved. Her huge breasts bounced heavily and he reached up to hold them. He loved their weight, cupping them in his hands before pinching the nipples between his fingers.

Milk sprayed, making her pull upright in surprise and tense her vagina unknowingly. Jack was unable to pull out, whimpering from the tightness upon his shaft. She leaned down and pressed her left breast into his mouth. He suckled her, drinking some of the hot, sweet milk from her bosom. She worked her hips, making her wide ass shake as she fucked the boy. Isabel was totally invested, planting a hand into the grass as she clenched her pussy. Her tit slipped free, allowing some milk to drip onto his chest as he endured the woman’s experienced pussy.

She looked down, watching him squirm as she pinched his cock with her lower muscles. It felt uncomfortable for him, but he was almost ready to cum. Jack grabbed her hips, and with her help, he bounced her upon his cock. She was still keeping it snug down below, making him blow after only a few thrusts. She relaxed for a few seconds as she stopped moving and sat upon him. She examined his contorted face as his cock twitched inside her, sending blasts of cum into her slippery entrance.

Her vagina gripped him like a vice as she moved her hips back and forth upon him. He gasped and yelped, but she didn’t care. She leaned down and used his cock to find her own climax. The normally controlled woman laughed as she jerked with delight. She gave him no choice as she worked his overstimulated dick. She finally released him, crawling into the grass beside him.

With tears in his eyes, Jack rested his head between her breasts, rubbing her belly gently as he caught his breath. “That was amazing.”
“Yeah,” Isabel purred. “It was.”

“Oh, there he goes.” Ashley giggled as jack squirted into the grass.
“Now everyone is happy.” Isabel looked to Karen, who was adrift in her own fantasy. “She wouldn’t have been able to keep this to herself.” Her squishy cheeks dimpled as she gave a genuine smile. “I’m glad you can.”
“We can all come out ahead here.” Ashley looked at her boyfriend, humping the air as he put his tongue out foolishly. “So how long until we can move?”
Isabel grinned, showing more emotion than usual. “Next week. I’ve been preparing all ready. I borrowed the command rod a few evenings while you slept.” She shifted confidently. “I’m going to keep my word.”

A Different Way to Survive

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Claire awoke with a sore neck to add to her list of aches. The room was oddly silent as she hoisted her full frame. The zombies were still on the lower level, silently waiting for her, or someone else, to pass through their area. She took her time, desperately trying to remain silent as she arose and passed into the adjacent room. She closed the door, but she stumbled, knocking into a top heavy bookshelf backwards. Her heart skipped a beat as it crashed to the floor and split apart, making a painfully loud noise. She closed her eyes and clenched her teeth as an unsettling silence followed. A cloud of dust hung in the air as she awaited any movements.

Thankfully nothing awoke or came for her from the other rooms. Stepping ahead, she found a licker corpse and signs of a struggle. She saw an empty socket on a female statue and prayed that Leon had recovered it. She drew in a deep breath and started the long march to the opposite door. She was getting clumsy with her weighted belly, bumping into things as she passed, causing noise and disturbance with each step.

“Why did she do this to me?” Claire huffed. “I would have been fine… I hate enemas!” She leaned against the door, preparing herself before moving on. “I need to get a gun and get this thing out of my butt! You can do this!”

She calmed herself and eased open the door. It appeared clear, but without a weapon any monster could take her down easily. She peeked around the corner to find another corpse. With her hopes up, she shambled ahead, feeling water splashing from the broken window. A sudden cramp shot through her belly, giving her pause. She took that moment to listen, hearing no movement in the next room. She drew breath and waddled forward. Dripping from rain and sweat, Claire decided to risk making some noise. She picked up the pace.

Her body jiggled as she moved and it felt immensely awkward for the normally fit woman. Claire was sore and irritated, stomping barefoot down the stairs. Her ponytail stuck to her wet neck as she grabbed the railing tightly for balance. The wood creaked beneath her, flexing under her weight as she turned and descended farther. Hands reached through the boarded window and she leaned away, pressing her expanded abdomen against the stair rail. She avoided the monster, but immediately regretted the maneuver. She stumbled into a stack of boxes, putting her hands against the wall to stop her from falling.

A door opened down the hall and she heard heavy footsteps. She peeked around the corner to see a massive man charging down the hallway. She gasped as he closed the distance. “What the fuck is that?” She slid along the wall and rushed into the room, hearing the loud footfalls coming closer. “Oh shit!” She waited for her demise, but the man didn’t enter. She nudged the door, feeling her breath catch in her throat as she saw the pale giant staring at her. She froze as he watched her and after an eternity he turned away and marched back down the hallway. Claire was trembling and nearly in tears as she sat on the corner of the desk, not caring as the object in her ass caused her pain.

“Mr. X is toying with us,” Claire screamed as she jerked to the side and fell on her butt. Leon stepped out of the darkroom. She was so flustered that she couldn’t speak, only lying back and covering her face. He flipped on the main light. “What happened?”
She removed her hands, showing her blushing face. “You wouldn’t believe me if I told you.”
“I believe quite a lot after tonight.” He was covering his view of her as he looked for something to cover her.
Claire sat up on her elbows, not attempting to hide her nudity. “It… it’s fine, Leon. You can look. I’m gross and… I don’t want to die like this!”
He continued obstructing his view as he opened the storage chest. “You’re not gross Claire. Whatever happened we are going to fix it.”
“Leon. Leon! Look at me.” He slowly moved his hand away. “I’m lucky I got this far and without a gun I’m useless. Just leave me here!”
He shook his head dismissively. “Don’t be like that. Whatever you got infected with we will find a way to help you.”
“I’m not infected. A… thing put something up my… butt.”
Leon fumbled for words. “What type of… thing is in there?”
“It’s one of the medals we need to finish that puzzle in the lobby. I can’t get it out, though. I’ve tried!”
“Maybe I can.” He holstered his pistol and walked to her feet, trying to maintain eye contact. “Do you mind?”
She gave an awkward laugh. “Well, no.” She paused with a smirk.” No, go ahead and do whatever you need to.”

Leon took off his gloves and lifted her legs, resting one on the desk. She was on full display, with her swollen stomach shaking with even minor movements. He could see her shaven pussy, and to her relief she had waxed recently too. She took his hand and licked his finger, slowly and seductively. He tensed his jaw before bringing them lower and pushing them into her ass. She gasped, feeling herself getting wet as he opened her asshole with his fingers.

She closed her eyes as she put her hands against her chest. It was an oddly arousing feeling, having her new crush exploring her rump. But, she knew the circumstance was weird to say the least. She knew he might stop if she showed her pleasure. “I-I feel it moving.”
“Yeah, it’s just so big and slippery.” He grumbled. “I can’t get ahold of it!”
“It’s okay, just keep t-trying.” She reached up and pulled her legs against her stomach. “This help?”
“Maybe.” He pushed one side, causing her extreme pain. Claire closed her legs and scooted away, grunting as she endured the feeling. “Shit. Sorry.”

Claire rocked side to side, making her belly quake as it shifted. She punched the ground as she bared her teeth. It was excruciating, but she knew that she had to let him work if there was a hope to remove it. She breathed sharply as she grabbed her thighs and brought her legs up again.  “I can do this.” He pushed again, causing another lesser pain before she stopped him. “I think I need a little help to handle this.” She felt herself blush again as she awaited his response.

“What do you mean?”
“I mean… can you… do something to make it easier.” She felt butterflies in her stomach along with the ache.
“I am.” He clearly wasn’t getting it.
“Can you touch me?” She reached around her midsection, pointing at her clit. “Touch me right there.”
“Uh, Claire, I don’t know. We just met…”
“It will be our secret and I know it’s weird, but I can’t do it without your help.” She could see he was nearly convinced. “What is the harm in it?”

She was dancing on the inside as Leon put a finger upon her button. He moved it slightly as he worked to retrieve the item in her ass. He wasn’t skilled with his fingers, but in her state she was elated to feel his caress. She pulled her legs back again, giving him complete access to her privates. She never expected to be in a situation like this, but he made it so much better.

Her pleasure was building too quickly and she decided she wanted more. “How about you use your tongue instead?” He started to contest, but she continued. “You need both hands to pull that out and it’s still not sex.” She tried not to look like she was begging.
“What else is in there?” He questioned skeptically. “Why are you so big?”
“I’m not infected!” She only needed a little more to cum. “It is water. A woman filled me so I wouldn’t cause her trouble. She didn’t want to kill me directly, but I got away.”
“I don’t know.” He pulled back. “I’m just not comfortable doing this with you.”
“We might die tonight and you don’t want to have sex with me?” She gave an incredulous glare as she laid with her legs wide. “What the hell?”
“Claire, you’re a sweet girl and all, I just don’t think this is the right time for this. We have to find a way out.”

Seething, she clamped her legs around his head and pulled him against her crotch. He was surprised, struggling as she pressed his nose into her pussy, raising her hips to get him closer. Claire didn’t care about the pendant in her ass; she only wanted to cum. She locked him in place, moaning as he struggled. She flipped him over with sudden strength, riding his face as she built to climax. He slapped her ass repeatedly and hard as he tried to slip free, but that only added to her pleasure. He pushed on her ass, making her lift and fall on his face. Hearing him gasp, she finally felt his tongue slip into her mound. It was over now. She worked her clit along his nose, smothering him as she trembled with orgasm. He finally slipped free as she rolled forward onto her hands and knees.

“What the fuck, Claire?!” He gasped.
“I’m sorry, I couldn’t help myself.”

She smirked as he wiped his face, heading to the darkroom to wash up. Her mind was wandering as she awaited his return. “Try again?”
“No, that’s on you now.” He drew his gun as he stepped to the door. “Wait here and keep working on that. I’ll go find you a gun.”
“Wait! Leon!” He was already out the door.

She only waited for a few minutes before she decided to get up. She could feel the object had shifted lower, but it was still too difficult to remove. She recovered as she leaned upon the desk, her ass compressing on the cool metal. She was able to sit without pain now, but she knew waiting wasn’t the best option. She went to the storage chest and rifled through. She was surprised to find the final pendant resting atop the one she found earlier. She snatched them both and decided to make her way to the lobby.

She was glad to see another clear path, giving her time to think of a way to dislodge the lion medal that plugged her ass. She moved cautiously, slinking along using the walls as support. It was a slow trip, but she was relieved to see the spacious entrance hall. She brought the pendants to the statue and placed them in the sockets. The sculpture shifted and now it only required one more to escape.

Thuds came from above before a door slammed open. Mr. X, as Leon called him, trudged along the overlook. His heavy footsteps were somewhat muffled upon the carpet, but he was closing distance fast. He descended the stairs and moved even faster when he saw her. Claire was stunned, knowing that there was no escape. She screamed as he drew back a fist, but then he lowered it. The terrifying man grabbed her ponytail and yanked her along as he walked. She grunted as she followed clumsily, stumbling as her balance wavered.

Mr. X let her hair go as she fell to her knees. He looked back with no expression, grabbing under her arms and lifting her easily. He brought her against his chest, holding her like a child as he continued upstairs. Her legs hung from his arms, bouncing with his steps, while his broad hands cupped her ass. Her full belly sloshed as he pressed her against his rock hard chest. Claire rested her head upon his shoulder and wrapped her arms around his neck, hoping desperately that she could figure a way out of this by the time he reached his destination.

He carried her a long distance, shoving zombies aside as he passed through the corridors. She had no idea how this entire twisted scenario could have happened, but now she was at his mercy. She guessed he knew she wasn’t a threat and again he was toying with her.

They came to the roof, where the rain was still falling. She was more than confused as he stopped next to a broken water pipe. He lifted her like a toy and spun her around, holding her beneath the downpour of rainwater. She flailed, kicking her dangling legs and thrashing her head as the water poured onto her. The monster brought her closer to the pipe, making her squirm even more. He stepped back and spun her around, opening his mouth impassively. He did it again until she followed along and then he turned her again.

She struggled once more, but this time he shook her until she stopped. The water enveloped her and she decided to do what he wanted. She opened her mouth and drank from the broken pipe, chugging water as fast as she could. He edged her higher, making her take almost all of the flow. She swallowed repeatedly before stopping to catch her breath. He shook her again, making her drink once more. The process repeated a few more times, with her drinking less and less as her stomach filled further.

Finally, she stopped, not giving in as he urged her on. He withdrew her from the flow and sat her on the nearby bench. Both of them stared at her distended midsection. How it had swollen tight and round, and it was uncomfortable to close her legs now. She wasn’t as big as the impostor Claire had been, but she looked like she was heavily pregnant with multiples. It was unnerving considering she hadn’t had actual sex yet. She calmed her mind, remembering that it was only water.

Looking up, she came back to the moment, realizing how quickly she could be killed by the enormous man. He glanced over his shoulder slowly before he abruptly left her. His heavy steps fading as he went farther into the station. She leaned her head back, feeling extreme relief as the rain trickled along her overfilled body.

Lighting lit up the sky and a shadow caught her eye. Claire looked to the upper roof to see a silhouette watching. Another flash illuminated the other Claire climbing down the remnants of a broken ladder. The woman approached with a similar confidence of Mr. X. She stopped a few feet away, sizing up her copy.

Her matured face remained unchanged. Her cool eyes and her firm expression framed by reddish brown hair. Her naked body was showing gradual change. Her breasts were more voluminous now, hanging heavily with larger areolas and pronounced darkened nipples. They had gone up at least two cup sizes, but they still sat perky and upturned. Her stomach shrank since their last encounter, but it was still quite prominent. She looked as if she had a full-term pregnancy, and the rest of her frame had expanded to match. Her once lacking posterior had swollen, giving her a comfy ass and thick thighs. She was pleasantly plump now, but she moved with unnatural grace.

The twin’s freckled nose twitched as a corner of her mouth raised. She raised her arm, curling her fingers forward as the palm parted in a slit. A tentacle extended as she brought it closer to her face. Claire pulled away, grabbing the arm in an attempt to stop it, but it was too powerful. The clone grabbed her hair with her normal hand and lined the tendril up to her mouth. It slipped the slimy feeler between her lips, snaking down her esophagus and into her belly. The creature closed her eyes and moaned, acting as if she was aroused by the sensation.

It felt extremely unsettling, making her squirm as the blockage shifted inside of her. Large bulges, feeling about the size of a tennis ball, slipped into her mouth and down her throat. It was very uncomfortable and she knew it would be a death sentence if they stayed there for long. They came quickly with a short space between insertions. They opened her throat painfully wide, making it bulge outward as it forced them down. She had taken six when the tendril pulled up, making her retch as it slid out and back into the other Claire’s hand.

Claire tried to make herself vomit, gagging herself with her fingers. She jerked forward violently, feeling sick without producing any substance. She tried many times, seeing her filled stomach shake, but she finally realized it wasn’t going to work. The other woman brought her hand lower, moving it beneath Claire’s stretched stomach. She felt the wet tendril poke into her pussy and worm its way deep inside her.

It felt very strange, as it must have reached the opening of her cervix. She felt it push open, causing waves of agonizing pain to ripple through her body. The other Claire moaned as she slipped four more eggs up the tube, depositing them in the innermost cavity. The feeler worked its way lower, leaving Claire feeling uneasy and sore at her core.

The tendril stopped just inside her entrance and started moving with an unexpectedly pleasant rhythm. Claire moaned as the aggressor fucked her with the slick appendage. The pain lingered throughout her body, but the pleasure helped her cope. Soon she was holding the bench with her legs wide, gasping as the tentacle slid in and out. The other Claire looked into her eyes, smirking as she bent down in front of her. Her chubby frame hung low, with her thick nipples swaying subtly. She wasn’t moving much, as the tentacle from her hand moved free from her body.

Rain chilled her warm body, and soon the limb was pumping her sloppy opening with force. She held the bench tightly, and the force caused it to rise and fall, scooting the heavy frame backwards to the cement wall. She felt her body moving and she quickly put her hands out, pressing against the wall as she was lifted into the air. With fear in her eyes and her feet brushing against the seat, Claire was supported entirely by her unnaturally strong clone. Her crotch nestled into the opened hand as the tentacle continued fucking her. The other hand held her thick thigh for stability, as she was raised high as she leaned against the wall.

Her fear and pain subsided as an abrupt climax stole her senses. She convulsed and whimpered, overtaken by the intensity of the orgasm. She slumped against the wall as the creature brought her back down to rest her in the seat once again. She was recovering from the finish when she felt the objects inside of her move. She was even more horrified when she saw the other woman step back and withdraw the tentacle back into her hand. The movements continued as the attacker marched through the nearby door and stomped down the hallway.

The creatures inside her shifted, seeming to grow larger over the following minute. Her concern was confirmed when she stood, feeling the weight in her stomach pulling more than before. “Shit, I have to find Leon!” She put her hand on the wall for support as she lumbered down the hall, taking the same path as her copy.

She was soaked and tired, but she knew it was only a matter of time before something bad came out of her. She was thankful that the zombies were down for good thanks to the other Claire. She opened the door to the main entryway and slinked along, looking around for any dangers in the room. She tripped and caught herself, but she made a loud grunt as she bumped against the wall. The telltale thumping started and a door on the opposite walkway blew open.

The tyrant stood tall, staring at her with cold, vengeful eyes. His heavy footsteps shook the floor as he hurried toward her. She turned to run, but she stumbled again, falling to her knees painfully. She jumped up, awkwardly moving ahead as the floor shook behind her. She looked over her shoulder to see him closing in. She only just made it to the door when the man grabbed her. With both hands he lifted her by the torso, launching her onto the floor. She landed on her butt first, feeling the medallion in her ass turn as she went down. It was excruciating and she could only lay there as the monster approached.

He paused above her, giving her enough time to recover. He pulled back his fist and she rolled, narrowly avoiding it as it slammed down. He followed through by hitting her back, knocking her through the wooden railing. She caught hold of two broken posts as the wood exploded in front of her. She swung down, her heavy body swaying as she tried desperately to hang on. Mr. X stood above her with malice in his eyes. He pressed his boot against her hand, making her lose her grip.

The overfilled young woman held on for a time, rocking side to side like a pendulum. Her swollen body still dripping as she hung from the ledge. She looked down to see an eight-foot drop, but she noticed a gurney behind her. She decided to let go and hope she didn’t break anything. The flimsy contraption twisted and bent as it collapsed, absorbing most of her fall. She screamed in agony as she felt the blockage in her ass blast out. Water erupted from her ass as she lay in torment. Her senses were dulled and she knew the attacker was coming for her yet again.

Gritting her teeth, Claire rolled over and got to her feet. She saw Mr. X at the foot of the stairs, so she had to hurry. She stumbled to the chest, her body aching, but it didn’t seem too serious. She opened the stash box and got out a mixed herb, taking it to ease her misery. She grabbed the other medallions and slammed the chest closed. Water poured out of her, but she didn’t care, as Mr. X was right behind her.

She was able to evade him, moving normally once again as she circled the desk and retrieved the final medal that had come from her behind. The water slick slowed the monster as he regained his balance on the tiled floor. She sprinted to the statue and placed the items into the relief, causing the hidden door to open. Mr. X stopped at the entrance, staring menacingly before stomping away.

Claire stepped into the hidden office and slumped to the ground, completely drained and aching all over from the ordeal. She decided to take some time and rest on the steps. She didn’t have all the water burdening her anymore, but the creatures inside her were more noticeable now. She drifted to sleep for a time before mustering the resolve to continue. She found another storage chest, and inside she found a grenade launcher with a note attached.

Hope you had a blast in more ways than one. -Leon

“What a great guy.” She took the weapon and loaded some of the flame rounds he left. She laughed suddenly as she realized he was also talking about the medal she had in her butt. “It was a blast for sure!” Her grin vanished as she took a deep breath and headed downstairs.

She made her way along metal walkways that overlooked a vast utility area. Steam poured from old pipes as the machines whirred. She passed through a control room and turned a corner to see the false heroine waiting for her. She had grown again in chest and posterior, but her stomach was no longer full, only slightly puffed out. The originally thin woman was now thick and soft, but it hid an inhuman strength.

“You shouldn’t be down here.” 
Claire brought up her grenade launcher, aiming at her double. “What the hell is going on? What are the things in me?”
“Those are our babies!” She smirked as she approached. “You need to be careful. You can’t die until they’re born!”

Claire lifted her weapon and blasted the other woman in the chest. Fire covered the area, adorning the chubby woman in a wreath of flames. She shook free from the blast, emerging unscathed. She stepped forward with harsh intent, knocking Claire down hard enough to break a portion of the platform. They took time to recover and Claire found a space between two machines, hiding amidst the haze as she waited for her clone to pass.

“Don’t hide from me, I only want to pleasure you!” The older Claire searched the area with a sneer. Her hand parted to show the tip of the tentacle within. “Our babies will grow faster each time you cum. You get them out faster and it will feel amazing!” She paused to search a concealed area. “Why don’t you want that?!” She growled loudly as she skulked by, her sexy ass shifting with each step.

Claire took a chance and charged ahead. Her copy spun around and she quickly pressed the grenade launcher into her crotch. She had lubricated it with her tongue, allowing it to part the middle-aged woman’s lower lips somewhat. She pulled the trigger and watched the creature crumple to the floor, gripping her loins. Some flames fell to the ground, but some had made it inside.

The older woman yelled, getting up and snatching Claire by the neck before she could fire again, dropping her weapon. She spun her around and raised her high, putting her hand against her ass. The tendril pushed into her asshole, slipping farther and farther into her as the moments passed. It only took seconds before she was in her stomach, but this time she kept going. She spun her victim around, maneuvering her into a seated position on her hand.

The tentacle moved up and up, making the young girl’s expression show confusion as her mouth opened and the appendage poked out. The end twisted and turned, sliding easily through her. Claire twitched upon the skewer, amazed that it passed through her insides completely. She could see the other woman was greatly aroused, breathing heavily as she observed.

A thought passed through her mind. Claire reached forward and grasped her attackers head, easing it forward. The other woman followed with open lips, allowing the feeler to slip into her mouth. Claire felt it sliding through her, knowing that it was moving deeper into its owner’s body. Their lips locked, kissing as the object passed through. She was pleased to see the other woman’s eyes rolling back with pleasure.

The mutated Claire was engulfed by the sensation, pressing the extending tentacle through her victim and into her own stomach. She enjoyed it so much that she thoughtlessly released more embryos. The young girl squirmed as they passed through her body, slipping through her guts, past the others in her stomach, and up her throat. They passed between their lips, sliding easily down the woman’s throat, creating visible bulges as they moved.

She was surprised, counting twelve that passed through her body and into the connected woman. Claire watched as she took the final bulge, convulsing with a powerful orgasm as it pushed down her throat. The monstrous woman’s eyes fluttered with delight and she used her other hand to grab Claire’s ass, pulling them tightly together.

Claire loved the embrace too much, enjoying the other woman’s soft, pliable skin enveloping her. She felt her own climax sneaking up and in spite of her situation she reached down and pressed against her pelvis, touching a finger upon her button. The orgasm came swiftly, making her twist and shake with pleasure. Both women grew as the creatures inside them expanded.

Suddenly the tentacle pulled back, sliding quickly through her body as it receded. It popped from her ass as the other woman stepped back with worry in her eyes. It was clear that she had made a mistake and she knew it. Claire was able to walk back from the woman, catching her breath after the partial blockage was removed.

“Now we both need to find a way to get these things out.” She retrieved her grenade launcher, straining as she bent down.
The woman’s eyes twitched as her jaw quivered. “You bitch! You planned that!” She screamed angrily before running away. Her plump backside bounced as she scampered up the ladder. Her heavy footsteps causing the metal catwalk to flex audibly as she vanished from sight.

With a full, squirming belly, Claire walked ahead in slow pursuit. Her pregnant stomach rubbed along the railing; her strength and willpower were fading quickly. She hefted herself up the ladder, feeling her sweat coated belly slide along the cool rungs. She got to the top and decided to rest for a while to regain her strength. She wished this night would end, but she knew that the hardest part was yet to come.

Claire Against Claire

Standard

The police department was relatively calm for the moment, as a good number of the rooms had been cleared. Still, the undead shuffled thoughtlessly beyond its walls. Moaning with unending determination, as they wanted nothing more than to get a taste of the supple young brunette girl causing the disturbance.

Bursting through the wooden door, Claire gained distance on the approaching trio of zombies. She took aim and fired off a few headshots as she stepped back. One zombie’s head burst apart, but the others pushed past, lunging for her. Claire evaded their grasp and ran behind them, blasting one’s leg off before her gun clicked. She retreated to the door she came through, but another zombie was already pushing inside. She fell to the floor as the pursuer tackled her. With no other weapons she couldn’t defend herself.

Two shots rang out in quick succession as the zombie’s head burst apart. Claire rolled the body off and sprang to her feet, evading the mindless enemies as she followed her savior down the hallway and into a room. She slammed the door shut, feeling confident it was safe for the time being. An older, more confident version of herself held a pistol at her side.

“Always quick to jump into a situation. I remember those days.”
“What is going on, who are you?”
“I’m you, but from another time.” She took a moment before explaining. “Look, I don’t understand it, but I remember all of this. I’ve been here and I don’t have the faintest idea of why I’m back.” She walked closer, holding her younger self’s face gently. “You’re pretty.” She scoffed. “I certainly didn’t think that back then. I was just so enamored with Leon. I mean, there is that whole thing about intense love for someone during traumatic experiences. Ever heard of that?”

“Look… thanks for helping me, but I need to find Chris.”
“He’s fine, you’ll make it out and everything will be okay.” Her thirty-something self paused to contemplate. “I think.” Her blue eyes looked to the ground as her taller features scrunched with concern. She raised her gun, aiming at the girl as she stepped back.
Younger Claire raised her hands, showing concern. “What are you doing? Y-you can’t kill me!”
“Why not? I don’t buy in to time travel, so you must be some kind of bioweapon that replicates people.”
“Maybe you’re the weapon!” She spoke uncertainly. “You… you saved me from zombies! I’m not a fucking monster!” Panic crept into her voice.
“Maybe it’s a trick.” There was a moment of thought before she waved the gun, “Get over there and take off your pants.”
“You can’t be serious.”
“I’m not saying it again.”

The younger Claire huffed as she shook her head. With seething anger, she kicked off her boots and stripped away her jeans, revealing her long, smooth legs. “Underwear too.” With a defiant glare, she dropped her pink cotton panties to her ankles and stepped aside. She covered herself as she thought of escape.

“Nothing I haven’t seen before.” The older Claire nudged her hand away, exposing her hairless pussy. She opened a large storage chest that sat in the corner of the room, searching through the items. Her younger self decided to take the chance, spinning around and charging through the door. The zombies were down the hall, but one was coming in through the window. She ran past and made her way upstairs. She could hear gunshots behind her as the other Claire dealt with the monsters. She avoided another undead as she darted into a locker room. Handgun ammo was sitting atop a locker and she hurried to reload. She finished only to see the older Claire in the doorway holding her at gunpoint.

“Set the gun down and step back.” Her cool, confident eyes watched for any unexpected movement. “I don’t want to waste the ammo. I could have done it already if I wanted.”

She did as instructed, placing the revolver on the bench. The other Claire handed her a valve, directing her to stop the jet of steam from a broken pipe as she retrieved her gun. The young, bottomless girl cranked the valve, making her butt flex for her clone. With a slight laugh, her captor brought her into the shower room. With instruction, Claire took a shower head down and unscrewed the end, allowing cool water to spray against the cracked tile.

“Put that up your butt.”
“What?” She shook her head with disbelief. “Why?”
“I don’t want to kill you, but I can’t have you coming after me either. Do it or I’ll shoot you in the leg and leave you like that.”
She glared as she turned around and plugged the running shower hose into her asshole. “This is ridiculous, why can’t we just work together to get out of this and go our separate ways?”
The middle-aged woman shrugged. “You and I both know that something isn’t right. I can’t outright kill you until I’m certain you are a product of Umbrella. So, this is the best for both of us. Just hide until someone else comes along.”

The inexperienced Claire jerked forward as the water sprayed into her, making her cramp suddenly. She arose with a grimace and fire in her eyes. She hated the feeling, but she knew she was safe for now, at least from her copy. She put her hands against her stomach as the woman watched, feeling air and water churning in her guts. She lifted her shirt to see a swelling belly forming, no longer caring that her privates were exposed.

They both turned as footsteps approached from the stairwell. Someone moved with purpose and the senior Claire put a finger to her lips as she tucked into the corner of the shower stall. Unable to find a good spot while tethered to the hose, young Claire pressed against the opposite wall, hoping she would get lucky and remain unseen. A beam of light came though the doorway.

“Leon?” In a panic, she grabbed a dirty towel and held it around her waist.
He turned the corner and blinded her momentarily. “Claire? What happened?”
She immediately regretted calling his name. “Uh, I got grabbed by one of those things… I had to get away, but I’m fine. How are, uh, how are you holding up?” She fumbled for the right words.
“I’m… okay. Ever find your brother?”
She smiled nervously. “Not yet, but I’ve… uh, hit a few snags.” The water rushing into her belly made her pause. “You should figure a way out of here. I’ll catch up soon.” She clenched her teeth as she fought to maintain composure. “I think I saw some pants hanging in the last room.”
“Want me to grab them?”
“No, no, I’ll be fine. I’ll catch up with you soon, okay?”
He nodded slowly. “Take care of yourself, Claire. See you soon.”

She grinned as he left and once the door closed the other Claire stepped from behind the tattered shower curtain. “You two are adorable. I had such a crush on him. Maybe I can finally get him now.”
“You leave him alone!” She stripped the towel away, amazed by her prominent belly. It had grown extensively while they talked and the full discomfort came at once. She put a hand on the wall as she groaned, begging to stop the torture.

“You’re almost there. I know you can take more!” She pressed a finger into her smooth, tight stomach. This caused the young woman to moan in distress and sag lower. “You’ll get tougher once you get through this.”
“I can’t believe you’re forcing me to do this while monsters are all around us! You’re a god damned lunatic!” She grumbled. “I just want to find Chris and get out of here!”

Her captor took a deep breath. “Chris isn’t here.” She holstered her pistol and took out a large, lion engraved medal. She got behind her and yanked the hose free. Water blasted for a moment before she felt the cold, damp metal pressing between her cheeks. To her shock the woman was unrelenting as she pressed the object in, forcing her against the wall. She eased back and used her fingers before trying again. Squirming as she climbed the wall, Claire was unable to evade the pressure and with a yelp the pendant popped into her asshole.

“Ow, ow, mother… fuck!” Claire hopped around the room, grabbing her toned ass. Her older self looked away regretfully as she rinsed off her hand. Claire tried to push it back out, but it was securely wedged in place, which also trapped the water inside. She had a very pronounced belly that bounced as she trotted into the next room, grunting as she grew accustomed to the ache. She grabbed her stomach and tried again to push, but it only caused a sharp pain in her rump, making her moan in agony.

She unzipped her jacket and sat it on the shelf as she tried to sit. She launched right back up, as the item shifted and caused even more pain when she put pressure on it. The other woman came forward carefully, leaving her guns at a distance. She put her hand between Claire’s legs, running a finger along her slit. She also planted a soft kiss upon her lips, looking into her eyes before fully submitting to the feeling.

The pain was intense, but it did lessen as she felt a growing excitement throughout her body. Her nipples showed through her bra and tank-top and goosebumps formed upon her neck. She hated to be aroused in this situation, but it couldn’t be hidden. The dusky eyed woman removed her jacket before kissing her neck and running her hands along her hips to grab her ass. It caused her to grunt as it nudged the object wedged in her butt.

The woman yanked her ponytail, making Claire sneer with pain. She turned her head aside, proceeding to grab one of her breasts, groping her as she sucked on her throat. The thirty something woman unfastened her jeans and shoved Claire’s delicate hand down her underwear. It was extremely wet, allowing her fingers to enter effortlessly. The woman in charge reached back and nudged the blockage in her ass, making her squirm and finger her harder.

Both girls moaned, but the older woman was clearly getting the enjoyment. The inexperienced girl was managing her discomfort as she worked the clit, making the other woman believe she was being submissive. She knew how to finger her perfectly, watching as the mature Claire squirmed with elation. She moved her hips and cooed with passion. The crescendo built until she clenched her eyes and tensed her grasp, letting a wave of pleasure shake her entire body.

Seeing an opportunity as she stepped back to recover, the filled girl pushed her, snatching the gun from her holster. Aiming at her abdomen, she directed her to strip down. With resentment, the older Claire removed her shirt and her pants, revealing a trim body that showed she took care of herself. Her frilly black underwear showed a playful side to the otherwise austere woman.

“You’re faster than I expected. I guess that doesn’t slow you down as much as I hoped.”
“We don’t have to do this.” Her stomach gurgled, causing her to shift uncomfortably. “We could be working together to get out of here.”
“Do what you’re going to do. I’m not going to trust you.” The disadvantaged woman reached out and knocked the gun aside, grabbing it quickly and turning it to point at her copy. “I’m still more experienced.”
The young girl shook her head as she huffed with despair. “Why are you doing this to me?” Her sad eyes wavered as she spoke. “What sort of twisted shit will I get into if this is the method you use on me?”
“It’s nothing new. We never liked enemas one bit.” An explosion could be heard from elsewhere in the police station.

Holding her belly, the younger, naked girl ran through the next room and into a hallway. She was stopped dead in her tracks as a giant tongue shot out from above and wrapped around her wrist. The slimy organ pulled tightly, yanking her onto the floor. A hideous creature leapt from the ceiling, landing near her feet. It looked like a man that was turned inside out, but lacking eyes and with pointed teeth. It turned to hiss as the other Claire watched from a distance. It released its hold as it skulked toward her, but it turned back after a time, unable to find the cause of the perceived noise.

It sniffed her legs as it crept closer to the young girl lying on the ground. It was a tense silence as the monster ran its head along her leg, up her inner thigh, and into her private region. It slipped its tongue into her mound, working the extending organ into her pussy. Thinking quickly, she found a broken piece of wood, carefully lifting it and tossing it next to her copy. The licker yanked its tongue free and jumped to the wall and then to the noise.

In a panic, the older Claire shot it recklessly. The creature was unfazed, as it landed atop her and slammed a hand into her chest. Breathless, she laid there as the creature moved between her legs and pressed its tongue against her panties. It forced the fabric in, moving her underwear lower on her legs as the pressure built. It held her legs open with massive claws as she caught her breath. It pressed harder, making her drop the extra ammo as she tried to reload.

The fabric gave way, allowing the tongue to push deeper. Her underwear tore completely through as the monster’s tongue sloshed violently in her pussy. She gasped and moaned as it lifted her hips into the air. Her short reddish brown hair clung to her forehead as water splashed in through the broken window. She screamed quietly as the beast explored her depths. It moved its head in a circular motion and then it pushed forward, sliding its hind feet along the floor. The claws dug into the wood as it propelled itself forward.

Her volume increased tenfold as her vagina opened wider. The monster’s head compressed as her lips stretched to the limit. The head disappeared into her opening as the monster slid her along the wet floor. Its shoulders turned as her legs tried to close, but it was firmly buried neck deep in her. The creature writhed and jumped, making the poor woman rise and fall painfully as it moved. Her belly bulged as its head shifted around inside.

There was a sickening crack as the creature’s shoulders folded. A wet, slurping sound came as it slipped inside the hurting woman. It released her legs as it slipped deeper and deeper inside her, making her stomach swell upward and outward. She kicked her legs as she pulled herself along the wall, trying to evade the pain. The creature didn’t relent, and it was half inside her when she flipped over. It took advantage as she put her toned ass in the air, planting its feet as it shoved its hips through the breach.

Stumbling from the shock, the heavy woman tried to find balance. The monster whipped its legs wildly, causing her to fall backwards upon it. She sat, allowing all her weight to force the exposed legs up and inside her. She squealed as her stomach stretched to inhuman proportions. It moved as the monster shifted in her midsection, causing her a great deal of pain. The woman’s calm demeanor was gone, replaced by utter fear for her situation as she leaned against the wall. Her stomach rested upon her legs, stretching to her knees as it spilled over her legs.

“How is this… possible?”
The younger girl stood, retrieving the gun. “I’ll go get Leon.”
“You… can’t just leave me here. What if another one of those things comes along?” She showed teeth as she endured a wave of pain.
Claire offered her the gun. “You’ll need this more than me.” She walked down the hall slowly, in discomfort from the forced enema she had been given.

The immobile woman pointed the gun as Claire turned to regard her. She sighed as she let her arm fall. “Please don’t leave me here.” She tugged at her bra, pulling hard before it snapped apart, allowing her chest to spill forth. Her decently sized breasts sat prominently atop her swollen stomach as she breathed quickly. Her ass was flattened against the floor boards, squished by the immense weight. She was amazing to look at, her entire body dwarfed by her enormous belly. Her full lips quivered as her eyes showed remorse.

The young girl turned away heading to the next unexplored room. With no weapon, she moved carefully and silently. It was hard to sneak with a full belly, a sore ass, and weak legs, but her lack of shoes helped. She unlocked a door and found a puzzle. She figured it out to retrieve another pendant, similar to the one shoved up her ass. She forged ahead, slowly entering the next room, the library.

The elegant, well-lit room was a welcome change from the cramped, shadowy halls. The chandelier squeaked as it swayed slightly, making her nervous to proceed. A zombie ripped at flesh beyond the shelves, making sickening noises as it feasted upon the unlucky individual. She crept ahead, peering at an unaware monster, which stood motionless. It stared at the bookshelf, waiting for a fresh victim to pass through.

She steadied herself using a desk. Gently, she planted her heel before rolling her toes down. She was as quiet as a mouse in spite of her shifting belly. Sweat rolled down her fair skin and her pink nipples stood prominently. She was to the opposite door when her stomach growled nosily, causing one of the zombies to turn with a growl. Startled, she clenched, causing a sharp pain in her ass. One on the ground started crawling toward her as she tried the door, finding it locked.

Claire gasped as she got distance from the slow pursuer, holding her swollen midsection. Lumbering past the creature she bolted for the other section. A zombie tackled her, landing squarely on her belly as it snapped at her throat. She shifted her fleshy mass to the side, rolling atop the monster before it could connect. She used every ounce of willpower to launch herself upright as the others shuffled closer. She turned and bounded for a ladder, running awkwardly as her breasts beat against her massive stomach. She started up the ladder as a female zombie grabbed her from behind. The undead woman tugged at her hips, pulling her legs free and making her hold on for dear life. Her belly pressed between the rungs, squeezing through under her weight. Claire kicked at her, pulling herself higher as the other joined the tug of war.

She ached as her filled belly rolled along the metal bars. Wrapping her arms through steps, she managed to hold on, but the monsters were stopping her escape. She felt the woman’s powerful fingers clench her ass as she tried frantically to pull her down. Luckily they caused no damage and as her hand slipped free Claire made headway. She grunted as she lifted herself and after a short struggle she finally pulled her legs out of their grasp.

She climbed up to the catwalk, sliding her sweat-drenched, burdened body to safety. The zombies moaned angrily as they failed to reach her and for now she took a time to recover, lying on the warm wooden walkway. Feeling sore all over and still unable to expel the contents in her ass, she hoped that Leon was making better progress.

Meanwhile, her older self was stirring from her nap, feeling her massive belly writhe as the beast within shifted. It pressed up hard, causing a large bulge to form and vanish repeatedly. She realized it wanted her to stand. Pressing against the wall and using her hands to walk her heavy frame upward she made small progress. Claire moaned as she felt something slipping lower in her vagina. Her lips parted and she felt the damp tongue extend to the floor. It assisted her, and finally she was standing somewhat, keeping balance using the wall.

The beast edged her forward, pressing her belly outward in the direction it wanted to go. She stomped ahead, moving slowly to avoid any instability. She detested the impatient beast, but felt oddly calm having it inside her. She could almost sense it, knowing what it was looking for. She knew that she had to stop the other Claire.

She drug her stomach along the floor as her strength faded. She came into the library to see a collection of zombies gathered around a ladder on the far section of the room. She knew the other girl went up there, but in this state that would be impossible. She was amazed as the zombies ignored her, continuing to grab for their unreachable prey. She trudged ahead, making a lot of noise as she bumped against tables, making her way to the far door. She used the key and stepped into the main hallway, leaning against the railing.

Feeling tipsy, she leaned too far and put her weight on the rail, causing the expensive wood to snap. She rolled over her monumental belly and fell headfirst to the floor below. Before she hit, the tongue came out again, wrapping around a few rails to stop her fall. She hung there for a moment, upside down, supported by a tongue from between her legs. Her distended belly hung down, resting against her face.

The creature let go, allowing her to land hard on her side. Her curvy frame flattened against the marble tile, with her abdomen sprawling as she lay in pain. A door flew open on the upper balcony and heavy footsteps approached. She knew what was coming even before she saw it. The gargantuan humanoid figure stomped down the stairs coming directly for her. The Tyrant twisted his neck as he observed her flowing form.

Claire raised her pistol for a moment, but then tossed it aside. “It wouldn’t do anything anyway.” The towering man walked closer and balled his fist. He stopped to look down into her fearful eyes and nod. He punched her stomach, causing something to pop inside. She howled in pain as she recoiled from the assault. He only watched as she flailed. 

She couldn’t feel the connection to the licker that had controlled her mind, and she knew it was dead now. But, for some reason, she knew that its death would make her stronger. She moaned as her belly roiled and she felt a sudden excitement. Reaching below, she strained to touch herself around her expanded belly. The Tyrant nudged her hand aside and poked his sizable index finger into her pussy. She breathed heavily as she closed her legs, overwhelmed by the sensations gripping her body.

The hulking man forced her legs open, working his finger in and out at a modest pace. She attempted to roll and with his help she succeeded, presenting her ass to him. He worked another finger in her wet entrance, plunging at a faster speed as she gasped with delight. She was sloppily wet now and his thick fingers slipped in and out quickly. Claire cooed as her orgasm crept over her and soon she trembled with pleasure. The man slowed to a stop as she jerked from aftershocks.

He stood, flicking the moisture from his hand as he proceeded into a nearby room, searching for other survivors. She knew now that she wasn’t the real Claire, as her unusual luck was probably from some sort of connection to these things. She ached and pain ran through her body, but it was oddly arousing, even after she came. She fell back onto her side, enjoying the feeling as her stomach trembled violently. She glanced down to see her nipples were darker and her hair was growing more reddish. Her body was changing.

Tifa the Disgrace

Standard

The coastal town bustled as people gathered to watch the ceremony. Without her companions, Tifa couldn’t reason with her captors. “I don’t know what I did! This is a mistake!” She struggled as they locked her into the pillory. “I am only passing through!” They removed her mini-skirt, snapping her suspenders with brute force. One man produced a knife to cut away her shirt and undergarments, leaving her almost entirely naked as the shredded clothing fell to the ground.

The crowd showed appreciation for her female form with applause and cheers. Until now, not many had seen her impressively sized chest. Her young, toned body showed minimal fat, making her chest stand out even more. Her hourglass figure led to a pleasing behind, which looked tight and toned as she shifted her stance. The man gave her a quick swat on the rump, making her jump for the oogling crowd. 

Sunlight gave everything a warm, orange glow, while the cool ocean breeze curbed the heat. The instigator looked out of place as he spoke to the crowd. “This… beautiful young lady will pay for her crimes by taking on a chocobo!” On cue, another man brought the feisty bipedal bird from behind a building. It flapped wildly as its handler tugged at the reigns.

Tifa was horrified. “Don’t do this! This is some sort of mistake, I swear!”

The crowd only cheered as they brought the enormous bird forward. It squawked as an enormous light pink shaft dangled between its legs. One of the local women moved up carefully, going low to get beneath the beast. She took hold of its cock and put her lips around it. The shaft was massive and she only barely took the end. She sucked it for a short time, making sure to lick it up and down to lubricate it generously. She sucked it again and unexpectedly the beast jabbed forward, making her throat bulge as she took an uncomfortable amount of its cock. She wretched and fell away, letting it slide out with an audible pop. Teary-eyed, she scurried aside and ran away.

They brought the chocobo behind her cheering as it humped the air. “Tifa Lockhart stole one million gil from our bank and stole our prized golden chocobo! She shall be punished accordingly!” He motioned to the giant bird. “We made sure to feed him well and keep him from mating this past month. He is more than eager.”

She begged for them to stop, but they already released the beast. Flapping its wings, the flightless bird shuffled ahead to mount her. She squeaked as the damp cock pushed between her clenched thighs, searching for her opening. It slipped between her closed legs, and she tried to please him without penetration, but the chocobo pulled back and tried again. Her beautiful brown eyes doubled as the tip of the shaft penetrated her. Her legs went rigid as she fought to escape the oversized cock, and for a time it didn’t move deeper.

The instigator noticed, however, and tickled her side. Tifa laughed, making her hefty breasts bounce to the crowd’s awe. Even children were laughing as they pointed, watching her sudden merriment vanish as the chocobo squawked and nudged inside. She tried to stop him with her powerful thighs once again, but it didn’t stop him completely. The bird humped her with all of his might, his cock going in more and more each time. She howled as he reached the halfway point, feeling overwhelming tightness and discomfort.

She felt her leg muscles waiver and unintentionally relaxed them. The chocobo took advantage, jabbing in with full force. She gasped as she felt the rigid, arm-sized shaft plunge into her. Tifa fell limp, seeing her immense breasts rocking back and forth as she stared despondently. The intelligent beast didn’t care about her well-being as it forced its way deeper and deeper, only stopped by the limited space inside her vagina. He squawked, and fluttered his wings, jumping forward as it let out a coo of delight.

Tifa’s raven hair obscured her empty brown eyes, as she was so overcome by the experience that she completely disconnected, allowing the torture to continue. She stayed still, only moving as the chocobo’s cock lifted her from the ground, allowing her legs to dangle freely. Tifa could see she was still wearing her boots and for some reason she found that funny.

Sharp pain brought her back to the moment. The chocobo was nearly finished, but it still tried to go farther. She could feel he still had more of his shaft to slip in and her insides were giving way. She felt an excruciating jab inside her belly and she let out a fierce howl. She thrashed frantically as she felt her insides spreading for the soft, rigid cock that was invading her cervix. The pressure and pain built until it finally slipped past. He rammed in, fully inserted into her slippery opening.

Gasping with shock, Tifa felt the cock all the way in her midsection, held in place tightly by her reproductive organ. She felt a sudden, overwhelming tension as the cock twitched. Another, more violent spasm came as a thick blast of sperm erupted into her womb. She kicked outward as he blew repeated loads inside her innermost reaches.

She was stunned to see her trim, muscular belly bulging outward. It pulsed as each deposit of sperm settled into place, growing heavier and hanging lower. It grew, sagging lower and lower, making her breasts look minuscule by comparison. The chocobo continued releasing as the crowd grew quiet, marveling at the volume she was able to hold. It seemed unreal, watching her stomach hanging past her knees, growing tight and round as the weighty fluid continued filling her.

Finally the beast stopped. The internal pressure forced his limp cock free from her loins. Thick globs of cum ran down her legs as the chocobo stepped away. With the crowd’s encouragement, the woman from before ran up and rammed her fist into Tifa’s gaping opening, blocking the flow with her hand. Tifa felt numb, barely noticing the petite girl’s arm buried elbow deep in her pussy.

The man wheeled a trolley behind her as the crowd cheered again. He carried a sizable chocobo egg around the front of the pillory to show his victim what was in store. She whimpered, knowing that there was no escape now that she was so incredibly burdened. The egg was oval and as big as the man’s head. He grinned as he walked behind her and prepared it for entry.

The woman withdrew her arm and quickly replaced it with the egg to stop the flowing seed. They worked it side to side, easing it into her stretched hole. It took some effort, as both of them were nudging it in with firm pressure. Tifa raised one leg, feeling astounding tightness as the massive egg breached her opening. She whined as it moved faster, building speed as the two people pushed with all of their might. The shell was thick enough to withstand the force as it slid in. It was hard to believe that her body could come close to taking such an enormous object.

A bigger man stepped from the crowd. His unmistakable gun arm caused Tifa to stare with hope. “H-help.” She could barely speak, as all of her focus was drawn by the egg slipping into her crotch.

Her companion passed by. “Play along.” He whispered as he walked behind her.

Barret used his normal hand to grip the large egg, helping the others push. Tifa squealed, kicking her leg out as the egg slid quickly between her stretched lips. She felt her insides stretching as her orifice pulled the object in. Her stomach bulged, growing larger as more and more moved in. They continued pushing as it was sucked deeper and to the amazement of the crowd she had taken it in entirely. She closed her legs as they stepped away, moving lower as she cried out in agony. Everyone loved the show, cheering as she shifted uneasily in her bonds.

There was a hush that fell upon the crowd as Barret spoke to the instigator. They whispered behind her for a time before the man’s voice rang out once more. “As one final burden, please offer some of your highest materia. We shall make this thief pay with her body until she reveals the location of our money!” The man held up a violet orb the size of a large marble and popped it into her pussy. “There is my donation. We shall collect them at the Western edge of town.”

The crowd offered many orbs, with multiple people collecting handfuls from those in their vicinity. They brought them to the announcer, and in all they carried around thirty balls of varying size. The growing crowd cheered eagerly as the man began inserting them into Tifa’s damp vagina. She squeaked and tried to evade, but she was still secure in the pillory and unable to kick due to her burdens.

Barret offered no assistance as the man slipped them in two or three at a time. He put the smallest objects in first and she could feel them clacking as they collected inside her. She felt the weight as her belly swayed and to her shock, she could see it peeking past the wooden pillory. The man paused to hold up a green orb that was much larger than the others. The crowd delighted as he pressed it against her moist mound, working it into her opening. She jerked in pain as it moved in and pushed the others deeper.

“Oh, that was my level 4 Ice materia!” A man in the front of the gathering called to the woman next to him.
“How can she take so many?” The woman responded. “She must have stolen before!”
“I’m sure she’s used to it. I mean look at that body, it’s unnatural.”
“I’m sure boobs that big get her out of a lot of tough spots. I mean, she couldn’t fight with those, right?”
The man shook his head. “I bet you’re right. She looks like she’s used to hanging around in the slums.”
The woman laughed as she looked into Tifa’s eyes. “Probably not her first chocobo either!”

A sensation pulled her thoughts from the ridicule. The man pressed another large materia into her pussy, but the others didn’t move. He gave up after a few tries and instead moved to her other entrance. Again, there was no give, as the chocobo egg was lodged firmly in place. The man walked to the front, holding three plum-sized materia.

“Why are you doing this? This isn’t normal?”
“We had to figure out something special for such a terrible person!” He held up the first object. “Can’t fit these down there, so I guess you’ll have to keep these in your mouth.” He licked it before pressing it against her lips.

Tifa shook her head as he followed along, and after a futile attempt to avoid them she opened her mouth. The man tucked the first two into her cheeks and then the final, slightly smaller one in the center. He smiled as she tried to find a comfortable position for the glass balls. He tore a piece of cloth from his pocket, wrapping it around her head and tying it to keep the objects in her mouth.

Unlocking the pillory, he used the remaining cloth to bind her wrists together. Her arms rested atop her full stomach, bound in the appearance of prayer. He ripped away the final tatters of her clothing, only leaving her boots untouched. He proceeded to attach an oversized chocobo collar to her neck, leading a long rope as he headed down the street. The crowd parted as she followed slowly, shuffling along awkwardly as she retained the objects.

Her swollen belly rocked side to side as she moved forward. The crowd jeered as her big brown eyes tightened with pain. She sniffled as she suppressed her torment, trying to maintain some form of pride. Her straight black hair blew in the cool breeze and her steps crew more confident. She turned to see Barret passing through the large collection of observers. Cid followed, puffing on his cigarette as he gave her a wink. Tifa raised her head with confidence, as she realized that it would be over soon.

A hand reached from the crowd, as a young boy grabbed her chest. Her exposed breasts bounced as she pulled aside, but the boy was persistent. He finally took hold, squeezing her tit hard, kneading her pliable flesh in his smaller hand. He pulled away after a moment, but another, larger hand slapped her belly. Another pulled her hair and another adventurous person jabbed their fingers up her ass. She stumbled as the two pointer fingers slipped between her tightening cheeks. They hit the egg, jamming it slightly deeper before they withdrew.

Her assurances failed and soon she was being tugged along by the man once again, stumbling foolishly as people groped her. One man stepped up and whipped out his cock, holding it as he followed along. He took hold of one of her breasts as he stroked himself, squeezing it painfully. Another man pushed him aside as he grabbed her ass, clasping it tightly. The burly man drew back and spanked her hard, making the filled girl trot ahead.

Another woman came up and gave her a kiss on the cheek. Tifa was surprised by the tender moment until two clamps pinched both of her nipples. A small weight was attached, pulling her hefty tits downward, making them dance as she trudged forward. They bounced against her stomach, tugging on her sensitive tits, making it that much harder to retain her fill. She debated pushing, trying to release some of the pressure below, but it was certain that they would stop her and force them back in.

They left her alone for a time, hollering obscenities as she marched ahead. Young children were present and eagerly taking part in the taunting. Sweat dripped from her hair, rolling along her full body as she staggered along. Her breasts threw her off balance when unrestrained, but with the weights it was even harder to stabilize. She drug her boot, unexpectedly catching an uneven section upon the road. She came to a stop, clenching her eyes as she slowed the added weight. She relaxed her entrances as she found stability, feeling a materia in her pussy slip free and fall to the ground.

The man plucked the orb from beneath her, holding it high as the crowd surrounding her laughed. He wiped away the sand and reached low below her belly, firmly shoving it back into her vagina. Tifa’s eyes widened for an instant before she grimaced. Her bulky frame turned slowly as she accepted the pain. He tugged on the line once more, making her follow along.

Dragging her boots along the sandy walkway, Tifa begrudgingly carried her contents. Her sore nipples still pulled by the weighted clamps. People followed along as she grumbled, and she hoped it wasn’t much farther until her misplaced penance was over. She closed her eyes, trying to think of a distraction from the humiliation. A piece of spoiled fruit hit her leg, bringing her mind back to the dire situation. Her quiet, accepting attitude was faltering.

After a few more minutes of long, pained marching and cat-calls from the crowd, Tifa broke down. She wept softly as a little girl came closer, holding her stuffed toy tightly as she watched. The girl was confused by the situation. The moment passed as an elderly man pushed ahead and grabbed her tit, kneading the malleable flesh in his bony fingers. He looked genuinely happy for a time before slipping back into the crowd.

Bathed in sweat, she sighed with relief as they came to a halt. Breathing laboriously with tears running down her cheeks, Tifa prayed that this was the end of the punishment. The man came back and removed the collar, casting it to the ground. He reached up and ripped away the cloth around her mouth, grabbing the slimy materia from her mouth and handing it to an outstretched hand. Then the man removed the nipple clamps and let them fall, smiling as they clanked on the stone walkway. He grabbed her breasts, squeezing and rolling them in his grasp. 

“This is your final chance to admit where our money is.” He set his jaw as his smile vanished. “Don’t make it harder for yourself.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about, I swear!” She sniffled, trying to regain some of her composure. She searched the crowd for her companions, hoping they would jump in to rescue her.
“Very well.” The man raised a hand and made a signal.

An opening formed around her as fifteen men lined up and started removing their clothes, visibly excited at the prospect at a turn with the full-bosomed, overburdened woman. Tifa gave another, pleading look to her friends, but they only watched as the first man approached. He circled behind and spread her ample ass, poking the tip of his cock into her crammed asshole. She shot forward into another man, who only strong-armed her lower, poking his member into her mouth. He held her in place as the first man tried again to slip inside.

Tifa stifled her tears as the man slipped inside, pushing alongside the object in her rump. He started moving, pounding her ass as the other man’s cock came out and moved lower. The lubricated cock moved in between her giant breasts. He pressed the squishy orbs together and found a matching movement to the man behind her. Both men used her roughly as the crowd watched.

She was appalled that they would subject children to this debauchery and she decided to take matters into her own hands. She waited until the man behind moaned, shooting warmth into her stretched asshole. Gathering all her strength, she pulled up and slammed her bound palms into the front man’s chest. She thought it was funny as he fell onto his bare ass, cum shooting into the air. She leaned forward and drove her butt backward, knocking the man in her ass onto the ground as well.

Steadying her breathing, Tifa prepared herself. She raised her arms and dropped them hard across her belly, ripping her cloth bindings. It hurt and her stomach complained, but she was ready to fight. They came at her, expecting her to go down easily, but she was far stronger than they imagined. Even with her filled body she was able to take them down with well-placed strikes. She even managed to kick one, but it almost made her fall.

She could feel a tightness growing as the battle finished. She clenched her abdomen, breathing sharply through her teeth as the materia expanded in her vagina. She stumbled ahead as she felt them fighting for space inside her. A wet orb pushed out from between her legs, tapping the stone as it came to a rest. She felt a sudden sharp pain as another pushed upward. The pain became excruciating before it finally passed, and she knew that materia would be unpleasant to remove.

Thankfully, no one else made an attempt for her body, as she walked past the collection of partially naked men writhing in pain. She waddled ahead, exhausted from the battle. The crowd parted, allowing her to exit. She turned with a hostile glare. “I did not do it.” She shifted her weight, unintentionally causing her belly to churn.

Cid pushed ahead, offering his coat to cover her nudity. Tifa placed it upon her chest, only barely covering her swollen bosoms. Barret came as the crowd started leaving, leading her in the opposite direction out of town. He made sure to stay a few steps behind her.

“That ass is so fine!” Barret chuckled. “Just sayin.’”
“Fucking marvelous, I’d say.” Cid laughed. “We knew you would be all right.”
“What are you talking about?” Tifa huffed, straining to move her ample frame, too tired to care that they were getting a show.
“Thanks to you we now have a million gil, a chocobo egg, and plenty of materia to sell.”
She stopped and turned. “You stole it? You put me through all of that?!”
“Well, we didn’t think you would get caught.” Cid offered. “And we didn’t think they’d do something like that.”
Barret smirked. “They sure backed down when you kicked their ass. You took em all on at once even with that gut!”

Tifa was so pissed, but she wanted nothing more than to get all of the items out of her body. A short distance from town she slumped to her knees. Unable to hold it any longer, Tifa expelled her contents. Materia orbs rocketed into the grass as a small amount of chocobo sperm seeped out of her ass. Squatting back, she pushed with her remaining energy, feeling the enormous egg in her ass sliding lower. It required three more failed attempts before the egg crowned. She moaned as the egg dropped from her gaping asshole, with a wave of fluid following. Tifa continued releasing materia as chocobo cum spurted out. She looked back to see her companions watching the scene. She couldn’t believe they would’ve done something like this.

“I’m gonna buy a rocket launcher for my arm.”
 “I’m going to bring it to the Golden Saucer and double my share.” Cid shrugged. “We can’t tell the others though.”
Tifa agreed. She definitely didn’t want Cloud to ever know about this.