Rationale

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“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

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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

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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.

Into the Deep End

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“You weren’t supposed to cum in her, Jack!” Karen snapped. “What if she gets pregnant?”
He shrugged. “Can’t we take her in like Candice? I know she was a bitch to you, but she’s so tight!”
“Jack, you can’t take every good lay into our family.”
“I know Sammy though, she’s really not a bad person!”
Sammy’s grin was faltering as she closed her legs, “what do you mean?” The natural beauty with a swollen belly became suddenly self-conscious.
“Just ignore this whole conversation and go back into the pool.” He waited as she waded back into the water with a care-free smile. “I’m sorry, Karen, I just couldn’t resist.”
His sister shook her head with a dismissive smile. “You’re cute, you know that?”
Jack was relieved, stepping over to give her a kiss on her lips and then another upon her breast. “What should we do with Jenna?”

Karen sighed as she got up, following him to the edge of the pool. He looked to the other inflated girls as she contemplated. Tamara sat with a conflicted expression on the edge of the pool, with numerous diving sticks wedged into both of her lower entrances. Sitting close by, Kelsey had a partially inflated beach ball inside her, but she hid her discomfort far better than the older Latina woman. The normally thin redhead, Harriet, supported a partially submerged belly that was far larger than the others. She was holding a substantial enema she had taken from the pool jets and audible rumbling came from her belly as the air inside shifted.

And, of course, Sammy had his seed sitting in her loins. Most of it is probably washed out now, though. She swam around the pool leisurely, her own prominent belly causing her to list side to side. All of them were getting their comeuppance for badmouthing his sister, but Jenna, the snooty blonde, was the only one he hadn’t punished yet.

“Why don’t you make her drink that?” Karen pointed to a pitcher of lemonade on the nearby table. “All of it. Make her ‘guzzle’ it.”
He let out a slight laugh. “I’ll go a step farther.” He grabbed the end of the garden hose that sat uncoiled by the edge of the pool. “How about I make her drink from this?”
“Even better! Make her big and squishy!” Karen went back to her seat as he brought the hose to his victim.

With distrust in her eyes, Jenna pulled her arms from the edge of the pool. “What?”
He stood above her, his covered erection clearly visible to them both. “Put this in your mouth and drink as much as you can.”

The dispassionate girl with a full belly closed her mouth around the hose, awaiting what was to come. Jack eased the handle, allowing a comfortable amount of water to flow. She drank it easily, collecting it in her mouth before swallowing. Her eyebrows raised as he increased the flow. She gulped it down, leaning ahead as she suckled on the hose. While she filled, Jack decided to be a little more mischievous.

Searching through the nearby maintenance closet, he found a short pool hose. The flexible blue tube had rubbery white ends, perfect for his idea. He jumped into the water, walking closer to Jenna. She continued drinking the water at a steady pace as he pushed the compressed hose into her behind. She tried to evade the unexpected object, but he followed, making sure it was nestled in her rump. She brought a hand down to remove it, but he surfaced and told her to keep it in place.

Bringing the hose beneath the surface, Jack felt it pull lower as water flowed in. He knew by Jenna’s pained whimpering that air and fluid were already rushing into her open asshole. He brought the other end to Harriet, telling her not to remove the hose as he swooped down and wriggled it into her ass.  He arose to see her clenching her fists, waving them frantically as she gasped. Her usual indifference switched to panic, as she was desperately trying to retain her enema. But, from the look on her face, it was only a matter of time.

A loud gurgle signaled the start as Harriet leaned against the side of the pool, no longer resisting. She pushed her contents through the tube and into her friend. Jenna stumbled ahead, startled by the feeling. She went to her tiptoes once she stopped, with her eyes wide and her cheeks bulged, filling from both ends. Within minutes the girl’s belly puffed out to the size of a twin pregnancy and she had no way of escape. Jack knew she was reaching her limit, but he loved the sight too much to stop now.

In fact, he was aroused immensely. He looked to his sister as he approached Sammy. “Can I please cum in her again? What are the chances anything will happen underwater anyway?”
“Jack…” Karen gave him a look of disapproval.
“Pleaaase.” He intertwined his fingers as he begged.
She let out a long sigh. “Fine.” She said, smiling dismissively as she laid back.

Jack thanked her gleefully, rushing over to Sammy. He brought her to the edge and grabbed her legs, making her lean against the edge of the pool. She wrapped her legs around him to stabilize, her expression shifting from skepticism to relaxation. Her big smile showed as he slipped into her pussy. He pushed against her belly as he moved, leaning back to get more of his cock into her warm entrance. Sammy beamed as she watched him, biting her lip as he looked into her squinting eyes.

Feeling the cooler water against their privates and water splashing along her modestly sized chest, it wasn’t going to take long. Jack moved slower, feeling the tension build. He came to a full stop as it came, with his cock buried in her pussy. Sammy trembled and gasped, her mouth open as he shot inside her. She pulled him in with her legs, forcing him to keep moving. She grunted loudly as she pulled him against her swollen tummy, moving him back and forth as she enjoyed her own orgasm. She shot forward and latched on, making Jack stumble back.

He hastily took a breath as she forced him below the water. She rode him down, still moving her hips as her weighted frame humped him. She pinned him to the pool bottom for a moment, sitting atop him as she moved her hips. He was still hard, but the sensation was too extreme. She didn’t care as he grabbed her side and ass, tensing her pussy upon his shaft. He needed air soon, so he opened his eyes for a moment to look for an escape.

It was at the exact moment she found true orgasm, her wild blonde hair dancing around her as she clenched her eyes. Her mouth set in the shape of an O as she squeezed his shoulder. Her covered breasts looking dwarfed by the immense stomach that was squished against him. She looked amazing as she finally eased her hold, using her legs to propel them upward. They both broke the surface with a gasp, wiping away the water as they looked to one another. Her goofy grin made him smile too.

“Looks like she liked it more than you!” Karen smiled. “I think you better help her, though.” She pointed to Jenna.

Jack turned to see her belly filled tight. She looked like she was carrying triplets now as tears ran along her puffed out cheeks. Water was spilling from her mouth, but he could see she was still taking an occasional drink. Harriet’s belly was nearly back to normal, as he could see through the clear blue water. He directed Jenna to remove the hose from her mouth and for Tamara to turn it off. The stocky, darker-skinned girl awkwardly stood, the diving rods clenched tenuously in her lower openings. She moved stiffly, keeping them in place as she stopped the water’s flow.

Returning his attention to the connected girls in the pool, Jack told them to transfer their contents. Jenna’s eyes fluttered as she leaned forward, pushing the collected fluid in her belly back through the pool hose. Harriet showed her teeth in discomfort, moving over to the shallow pool entrance to lean on the steps. She looked aside as her eyes grew, feeling the contents of the weighted tube returning to her. The hose swelled for a moment before smoothing out again. She lifted up, gasping as the obstruction pushed into her bowels. She shook her head as she went back down to rest on her elbows, unable to stop the unpleasant feeling.

Jack went to the edge near Kelsey, who was still laying in the folding chair, showing her own unease as she retained the partially inflated beach ball. He told Tamara to remove the rods and come closer. He watched as she slipped the colorful sticks out from between her glistening brown lips. She was still open when she started on the objects in her ass and this gave him an idea.

At his request, Kelsey got up, huffing as she laid on a fluffy towel beside the pool. Tamara came over and sat in the opposite direction. They scooted closer until their privates touched, wrapping their arms around one another’s legs. They were scissoring, rubbing their vagina as they got comfortable. He told them to feel excited and then for Kelsey to push the beach ball into Tamara.

They Tamara reached a hand between her legs, stroking herself as they rubbed their privates together. Kelsey put her hands down to raise herself, pressing her hips upward. They both moved with purpose, building their arousal. Kelsey paused, taking in a deep breath to prepare for the next step. She let out a loud grunt as she pushed with all her strength. She hesitated before making another attempt to transfer the sizable object.

They turned slightly, allowing Jack to get an up-close view of the brightly colored ball crowning from Kelsey’s vagina. They pressed together again and once more Kelsey struggled to birth the toy. This time she made progress, as Tamara gasped, pulling her hand back as she stabilized her full frame. Her belly jiggled as she moved, attempting to work the object into place. She raised up to grab Kelsey’s shoulder, her eyes shut as they both grunted.

Looking as if she might burst into tears at any moment, Kelsey whimpered through her teeth as she pushed again. She trembled, fighting to pass the ball, looking like it might not be possible. She let out a high moan, finally making progress. Her mouth hung and she jerked backward, falling away from her recipient. The end of the multicolored ball slipped out of sight into Tamara’s ass, as she also jumped back onto the cement.

She clearly wasn’t ready to take it in that hole and Tamara howled as her pliable rear absorbed most of the impact. The ball was more of an oval and with the nozzle buried in her butt, she had no way of getting it out easily. Tamara rolled from side to side, putting her thick legs out rigidly. Her bountiful breasts and big belly pressed outward as she laid on them, covering her ass as she whined. All eyes were focused on her as she begged for help.
Staring in awe, Jack felt his cock stiffen again. He loved watching her bulky frame squish against the ground as she accepted the pain. She went to her side and pushed with a loud gasp, but the object in her ass only peeked slightly before disappearing. He decided to help her, taking the hose and jabbing it into her sore ass. Tamara let out an agonized huff as he fed the hose around the ball and snaked it through her guts. She swatted at him, but she was too weak and pained for it to have an effect.

He told her not to remove it as he walked over and restarted the flow. Jack watched her roll onto her back, clenching her fists as she lifted herself with her thick legs. Her chest wobbled as her belly swelled, growing tighter as the minutes passed. Rolling over to find some kind of relief, she went to her hands and knees, letting her distended stomach hang low.

“Please stop the water! I can’t take it!”
“It will help push out the ball.” He reasoned.

She struggled fruitlessly, complaining loudly in her native tongue as the other girls lost interest. Kelsey took a time to recover, but now without the beach ball wedged in her pussy, she was laying upon the pool’s edge. Jenna and Harriet were both looking a little pale, as they both had puffed bellies and a tube connecting them beneath the water.

Sammy, however, was absent from the pool. Jack found the wet woman between his pregnant mother’s legs. The artificially inflated girl pleasured Betty as she sunned herself. With her bikini bottoms moved aside and a hand beneath the top, Betty gave a low purr as she shifted, moving in response to Sammy’s tongue. She looked content, sprawling out and letting her hands sit idly as Sammy gently licked her. I don’t think I’ve seen her that carefree in a long time.

Karen noticed his interest. “Maybe she should get some punishment while she’s distracted.” She spoke with mock sincerity.
“Have anything in mind?”
Karen pointed to the garden hose lying on the cement. “She shouldn’t get out of this without some of that.” Karen giggled. “Maybe she’ll like it.”

Jack nodded with a grin. He unfurled the hose as he approached Sammy. She certainly heard their talk, but she was intent on pleasuring Betty. He wiggled the end into her butt, making her jerk as it popped through. He turned it on as he thought about what to do next. Harriet and Jenna caught his eye and he summoned them from the pool.

The two girls trudged up the stairs, walking sluggishly as they emerged from the water. Both of them reached back to hold the heavy, partially filled pool hose in their backsides. Their bellies danced as they came before him, breathless and pained. At his command, they both got on the ground and raised their legs, opening them wide. He enjoyed seeing their trimmed pussies on display and he decided to go to Harriet first.

Crawling atop her, Jack nudged his way inside and rested upon her water-filled midsection. He leaned ahead to whisper in her ear. “Push it back to her.” He went higher again and began fucking her, watching the distress and embarrassment as she stopped resisting. He could hear the water flowing down the short hose, moving into the woman lying beside them. Harriet moaned as she grabbed her legs, holding them back to allow Jack full access. She was still hurting, but having the water exiting was clearly worth the torment.

Jenna wasn’t faring so well. She clasped her hands upon her mouth, stifling a burp as she continued raising her legs, lying on her back. Her long blonde hair was still wet, clinging to her shoulders as she turned her head uneasily. She groaned as another bubble of air pushed up her throat. She let out a muffled belch, her eyes shut tightly as she tried to keep composure. Water could be heard in the tube and her open ass was accepting it easily. Her tummy rose and fell, growing ever larger as time passed.

Sammy’s stomach was also inflating. She moved her hips subtly as the hose filled her, not pausing as she licked his mother’s pussy. He realized Karen wasn’t in her seat now and he found her next to the hose handle on the side of the house. Unaware that he was watching, she casually twisted it to increase the flow as she passed into the house.

Jumping upright, Sammy edging ahead as the increased flow made her very uncomfortable. Betty opened her eyes with an irritated glance, but it faded as Sammy came over her. The filling girl whimpered as she crawled into Betty’s arms, telling her it was too much for her. Betty stroked her hair, hugging her as the filling belly pressed out from between them. He watched Sammy’s plugged ass swaying, feeling his next orgasm creeping closer.

He looked down upon Harriet’s bouncing tits, which were still covered by her bikini top. In fact, all the girls still wore their tops, but not their bottoms. He also noticed that she was now holding Jenna’s hand. The girl beside them had a trembling lip as she took more and more of her friend’s wastewater. Her stomach bulged, growing tight as it pushed outward, sagging around her smaller frame.

He was in the final throes, feeling it building closer and closer. Jack looked to Jenna, Harriet, Sammy, and then Tamara, enjoying their aching expressions. He loved seeing their bodies filled, their feminine curves swollen past normal limits. This is heaven. He slowed as his cock shot a load into the emptying girl beneath him. She was twitching weakly in time with his releases, her whole body weak from the repeated inflations. He sighed as he collapsed upon her, making her whine as he compressed her midsection.

“Did you cum in her too?” Karen cast a shadow upon them, her curves looking equally as enticing from this angle.
“I can’t help it. It was too much fun!” He looked up to her with sad eyes. She can’t stay mad at me. “I think I’m finally done, though. That last one kind of hurt.”
“No! You want to make everyone around you pregnant?” She cocked her head to the side with disappointment. “Well, fine, let’s get you a harem.” She slipped the command rod from her bottoms. “I guess the more kids the better, right?”
“Karen, I didn’t mean…”
“Seriously, let’s try something.” She seemed to calm as she held the command rod. “Everyone except Jack line up right here on your knees.”

They all came slowly and clumsily. Jenna rolled her monumental body over with Jack and Harriet’s help and Karen gave her the go-ahead to remove the tube. She was told to retain the fluid, and surprisingly she only let a tiny amount escape as they took it out. The massive amount of fluid collected in her drooping belly and air moved audibly throughout. She was fighting to keep it contained, her face contorted as sweat glistened on her forehead.

Sammy walked over, her perfect ass gripping the hose as she moved. Her covered breasts rested atop a large, spherical belly, which shook as she stepped. Her top straps dug into her soft, creamy skin. Karen told her to take out the hose as she turned it off. Sammy paused, reaching back to remove the attached tube, pinching her asshole closed to hold the fluid as it clacked on the ground.

Everyone, including Betty took a spot next to the pool. She removed her bikini bottoms to join the rest of them, with wet asses exposed. They awaited her command in varying states of discomfort. Karen directed them to allow her brother to fill them.

“Jack, remember the next command I make.” Karen paused to think, “I want you to cum in all of their pussies, one by one, and keep cumming until you physically can’t anymore.” She tucked the command rod into her bikini strap as she stepped back to watch.

He had sudden determination as he went behind Harriet. Drained literally and figuratively, she leaned on her elbows with her ass raised into the air. Jack slipped his cock into her vagina, grabbing her wet hips as he pumped her. Within seconds he released a blast of semen that felt uncomfortable. After the first shot it felt suddenly amazing, as if he unplugged a stopper in his body. He repeatedly shot into her loins, feeling his cum collecting around his cock. It was slippery and slimy as he pulled out and moved down the line.

Cum shot onto the ground as he moved around Jenna’s legs and stuck his shaft into her mound. She groaned noisily as he stabbed deep and filled her even more. She was supporting herself with her hands, but her stomach was clearly holding some of her weight. Her bulging midsection spread from between her arms and legs, showing weight at the bottom where the water rested. She pulled forward as he came, looking over her shoulder to give him a pleading look. Once he considered her full he continued to Kelsey.

She eyed him nervously through her glasses, jerking in surprise as she felt two lines of warm cum blast onto her springy ass. He put the tip into her shaven slit, making her jump again. Blasting semen into her, he worked the tip in her warmth, waiting until she got her fill. Kelsey pulled ahead as she reached a hand back, giving him a worried glance as she then touched her swollen belly. Jack was stubborn, though, and he poked back inside. She howled as he popped into her tight asshole, pulsing as he pushed more cream into her.

Sammy leaned down and took Kelsey’s breast from beneath her swimwear, kissing the side to comfort her. Kelsey grew tense, her mouth open with agony as she arose. Her breast slipped free of Sammy’s mouth, but Jack pointed to it, asking her to continue. Sammy moved in front of Kelsey, latching onto her nipple, sucking it firmly. Kelsey was not enjoying it and again tried to pull free. This time she went too far and fell upon Sammy.

Her distended belly pressed out from between them and Sammy fought back tears. She tried to keep a brave face, but it was clear she didn’t handle the pain well. Jack slipped out, seeing his thick cum running out of Kelsey’s open asshole. Lifting her legs, Jack wasted no time in going into Sammy’s opening. He fumbled for a minute but finally felt the entrance opening. Sammy started crying suddenly and he realized he was in her ass.

She grappled Kelsey tightly as she bawled, digging her fingers into the other girl’s shoulders. He couldn’t hold back, blasting his cum into her overfilled rump. Sammy regained her control finally, blinking away the tears with a sniffle. She let go and looked to the sky, stabilizing her breathing to cope with the distress. Jack thought about putting some in her other entrance, but he decided to move on instead. 

Betty awaited him with a playful smile, her malleable ass bouncing as he got into position. He found her excited hole and poked his continually erupting shaft inside. She gasped, working her defined hips back upon him. He took a handful of his mother’s hair as he rode her, enjoying her coos of delight. She slid his shaft deeper, but his seed was already spilling onto the ground.

“Fill my ass.” She turned to look at him with her big green eyes and rosy cheeks. “Put it in my ass, baby.”

Jack quickly switched holes, making her lean forward as he poked into the hilt. She let out a low moan of mixed pain and pleasure and after a moment she was bouncing on her own. All the while she was taking repeated deposits, and now none of it came out. They both stopped moving after a while and he let go of her hair. He stayed mounted, looking to Karen as he sprayed an unending flow up his mom’s ass. He took it out, ready for the final girl.

“Wait! Give me just a little more in my mouth.” She gave him a pouty glance as he shot cum on her legs and feet. “Just a little.”
“Fine.” He directed her to spin around.

Betty’s full tummy swayed as she pivoted. Her apple ass raising as she went down on him. She timed it poorly, taking a shot of cum right in her face as she swallowed his cock. She clenched her eyes shut as she gulped down his repeating loads. A line of thick white goo ran along her nose and down to her chin. She opened her eyes to look at him, suckling on his cock as she grinned. She fell behind for a moment, letting some build up in her mouth. Her cheeks bulged before she swallowed.

To her dismay, Jack decided she’d had enough and set his sights on Tamara. The broad girl had the end of the beach ball visible from her wet asshole and she was clearly aching. He touched her warm skin, enjoying the feeling as he kneaded her doughy hips. He opened her thick ass and stuck his cock in between her dark lips, distracting her from the pain in her ass. Jack felt a tightness in his balls, but he continued pumping his seed into the displeased woman.

He took hold of the partially filled ball and tugged. Making her look back with a harsh scowl. Her red lips parted, showing her teeth as she spoke in her native language. Tamara hit his thigh, her dark nipples erect as her tits bounced. He payed no attention, pulling firmly. She finally relented, begging him to stop. Jack was almost to the halfway mark, though, and he decided to help her by removing it sooner rather than later.

Tugging with both hands, Jack dislodged the pool toy, making the big girl yelp and lurch forward. She fell onto her full belly, which caused her plump body to quake pleasantly. Jack continued spurting cum onto her back as she writhed in agony.

“Holy crap, you’re still going?” Karen asked with awe.
He shrugged. “Want to get in on this?”
A smile spread across his sister’s face. “Sure, why not?”

His pregnant sister laid in a folding chair as he came up and raised her legs over his shoulders. He inserted his cock into her tight backdoor, unloading in her ass. She gave him a beaming smile as he squirted repeatedly. She pulled him closer, touching her nimble fingers to his cheeks. She was always caring, even in the beginning. She just acted tough. We all were acting before the rod came along. He focused on his sister’s caring eyes and frazzled hair. This is heaven.He looked back to see all of the women. They were full and tired, lying in various positions with their full bellies dominating their bodies.

“You’re so cute.” She spoke with a giggle. “I think my tummy is growing from all that cum!” She smiled. 
“I love you.” Jack spoke with a gasp as he shot again.

Then, without warning, it stopped. Jack removed his cock, seeing her butt tense to hold in his deposits. He sat back, feeling light-headed as he laid on his elbow. His eyes blurred and darkness overtook him abruptly. It was only a second or two until he regained consciousness. Betty and Karen stood above him, their curvy bellies prominent in his view. Their relief was visible as they saw him smile.

“Jesus!” Karen touched his arm gently. “What happened?” 
“I don’t know, I guess I went too long.” He sat up, holding his hand out to ease her worry. “I’m fine!”
She took a moment before she calmed down. “We probably shouldn’t do this to our bodies too often then.”
“I guess, but that was fucking amazing.”
Karen smiled with warm assurance. “We will have to do it again. Just maybe not do it all at once.”
Jack agreed as he got up, nestling between Karen and Betty’s soft and rounded bodies as they hugged him.

“So what happened with Tabitha?”
“Jack doesn’t know. He wasn’t trying to make her do that.”
Isabel gave a knowing look. “Marcy wants me to take the rod right now and wipe your minds.”
Ashley spoke with urgency. “You can’t take it yet! Jack just made a mistake. He is trying to fix all of these problems-“
“Stop. I’m tired of hearing how he’s trying to be better. He’s a teenaged boy with free reign to fuck anyone around him, he’s not going to get better.” The stoic woman looked aside with irritation. “I’m being a fool for trusting you, but I think you’re the last chance.” Isabel offered the command rod. “Did you know that he got his sister to set him up with a bunch of pregnant women today? I followed them to some rich guy’s place where they were having an orgy.”
“What?” I’m kind of disappointed that he didn’t tell me. “How did you get the rod then?”
“You three aren’t the most observant.” Isabel made a slight frown. “No offense.”
“Well, what happens now?”
“I took it, but I think you should have it for the last few days. I’ll deal with Marcy and I’ll still set you up for the exchange, but there can’t be any more fuckups.”
“We’ll use it carefully.” She reached for the rod, but Isabel snatched it back.
“I don’t want him using this anymore. Only you make commands now.” Isabel watched her for a moment. “I command you to remember all of the commands you’ve been given… and ignore them.”

Ashley’s eyes darkened as the memories came back. “He commanded me to be a slut.” Tears formed as she looked to the ground. “Why did I… Oh god I had sex with so many… And he was my first. Jack fucked me and then ignored me and made me be a slut!” Her despair switched to anger and then desperation. “Isabel, you have to make me forget!”

The austere woman put a hand on her pregnant belly, thinking back to her own experiences. “No, you should remember what he did to you. It will help you be a better person. Learn from the past.” She placed the command rod in her hands. “You have one week to sever all outside ties and finish your request lists. Once I return you won’t be able to use this again.” Isabel looked into her eyes for a time, checking for understanding.

Ashley nodded finally, sniffling as she wiped away tears. “You’ll try to do whatever we ask?”
“I’ll do what I can, yes.”
“Thank you. Thank you for giving us so much time.” With that Isabel turned and left her to decide what to do for the remaining week.

The Princess

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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