Time with Daughter

Standard

The day was brisk, but the shining sun made it warm and pleasant wherever it touched. Melanie had been working a lot recently, and Becky knew she had to intervene, so she convinced Natalie to spend the evening with her. They had a light dinner while sitting on the deck, reminiscing of their childhoods. It was enjoyable, but Becky had ulterior motives.  They went inside to change.

They returned wearing their swimsuits. Two styled bikinis that showed both of their feminine curves. Natalie had gained some weight in the past months, but it was mostly in her breasts and behind, giving her a similar hourglass profile to her mother. Becky reached out and lifted her daughter’s growing breasts. “You’re filling out nicely.”
“Mom!”
“What, just giving a compliment.” She reached behind to pinch Natalie’s butt.
“Mother! Knock it off!” Natalie gave her a shocked, yet stern scowl.
“Sorry, Nat, I just can’t help myself.” Her mother grinned as Natalie pinched her lips playfully. Becky removed the top from the already bubbling hot tub and they slid in on opposite sides, enjoying the jets as they settled in place. Becky was still grinning devilishly.
“What?” Natalie questioned with narrowed eyes.
“Want to have a little fun?” Becky got up and bent over the side of the tub, giving her daughter a provocative view of her apple ass. She retrieved two black hoses and led them over the edge, holding one up to show her daughter. The slender, twistable plastic end was ideal for what she had planned. “Want to inflate with me?”

Natalie felt kind of weird doing such an intimate thing with her mother, but she and Melanie both agreed that they could do things like this on their own, as long as it didn’t interfere with their relationship. It had been a while, she thought. She couldn’t say it, but she nodded bashfully.

Becky beamed as she slipped her bikini bottoms aside and pushed the nozzle in carefully. The twistable nozzle was almost in entirely when she turned the hose, starting the flow in her ass.

“Wait for me, mom!” Natalie fumbled as she leaned forward. Her determined expression was adorable. Becky smiled as she watched, and once she noticed, Natalie cocked her head and glowered. Within moments, however, her eyes went lower and it was obvious she had hit the mark. She started the flow and her mouth hung as she stared into the bubbling water. She leaned back and put her arms upon the side of the tub, matching Becky’s pose.

They watched one another as they enjoyed the sensations. Water flowed at a modest pace as the jets massaged their bodies. “So, how have you been recently?” Becky gave a genuine smile.
“Good, Melanie has been out a lot recently, but it’s only temporary.”
“Do you trust her?”
Natalie was disgusted by the question. “Mom, I trust her more than anyone else in the world… No offense.”
“Good, I think you two are perfect for each other.” Becky felt her stomach grumble as water poured in. “I only mention it because Sarah has been gone a lot too. She seems like she’s distracted recently. I just hope she’s staying out of trouble.” There was a pause before she continued. “Do you think you’ll regret not seeing other people?”
“Mom, I love Melanie.”
“I know, it’s just that she has more life experience and you haven’t been with many boys, at least that I know of.” She smirked.
“Mom, I’ll be fine!” She put a hand beneath the turbulent water to rest on her belly as it expanded. “We like inflating and I don’t want anyone else.”
“Nat, you’re missing my point. Maybe you should have an open relationship with Mel. Your dad and I did that for a while and I experimented with a good deal of women in that time. You have to get some experiences before you make the right choice.”
“You and Dad really have an open relationship now.” Natalie said in a dry tone.
“Come on, we separated years after we did that. Just trust that Mel will support you and you can support her.”
Natalie tensed as a short cramp passed. “Who would we ever convince to be involved with us?”
“You saw how popular your videos were. Most people love to be kinky, but they’re scared to be open about it. It took me a long time before I became so open about it!”
“Luckily no one around here as made the connection. I don’t want some creep who jerks off to my inflation video to come and find me.”
“You need to realize that they idolize you in their own way.” Her mother’s adult film experience showed. “You will get creeps, but you also get good, kind people who just want to enjoy life. Embrace it or hide from it, just do whatever makes you happy.”

They sat silently for a time. Their stomachs looked about five months pregnant and they continued to grow. “Rebecca, I understand you’re trying to help, but you don’t understand. I made up my mind and I am happy.”
“Nat, I know you’re happy, I just want you not to limit yourself!” She put her hands between her partially submerged breasts. “I love Melanie and I can tell she loves you, I just don’t want your relationship to become stale. You both love the excitement and you love pushing the limits, but you have to commit to what you love.”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean that eventually someone is going to make that link and find you or you’ll get caught and people will hear about it. If you can’t take that then keep it all private, but if you enjoy the thrill then don’t worry about being known as that girl – just own it!”
Natalie tilted her head down. “Really, Mother?”
“Are you going to be a politician? A teacher? An athlete? A nun? No? Then who cares what you’re known for. I still get fan mail from time to time, but most people don’t even know me now. The spotlight doesn’t last forever, just enjoy it while you can.”
“So, you’re telling me to go out and record more videos of me inflating in public fountains?”
“If that’s what you want, sure! I’m saying don’t be ashamed of what you want.”
“Mom… I get what you’re saying! I’m… I’m just afraid of scaring Melanie away.”
Becky tilted her head with mocking anger. “Really? She’s seen your secrets and she loves you for it. Have you even been listening to our conversation? She understands you; don’t let your silly hang-ups get in the way. Talk to her about anything and everything.”

Natalie nodded as she looked down. Her stomach was very pronounced now. The gurgling and shaking coming from inside was masked by the frothy waters of the hot tub. They both inflated in silence again, enjoying the sights and sounds of a gorgeous day outside. They closed their eyes and relaxed, lost in bodily sensations. Their eyes snapped open as they heard the fence gate open. They were equally surprised to feel their bellies touching one another beneath the foamy water. The hot tub was not very spacious, but they had taken far more than expected due to the slower pace of the water.

“We must have dozed off.” Becky whispered. “We’re fine – he can’t see anything… buuut we could show him if you want.” Becky smirked. “He’s just over here to check us out, anyway.” Natalie shushed her mother as she shifted her bathing suit on her ample breasts, knowing that she was right.
“Hi, sorry to interrupt!” Their neighbor approached meekly.
“Hi, Glenn!” Becky waved him closer. “Nat and I are just hanging out tonight.”
“That’s nice. I was sitting outside for a while when I got home.” He continued making small talk and Becky responded as needed.

His eyes dropped lower when he thought they weren’t watching. The attractive, middle-aged woman and her vibrant young daughter both sat in the hot tub, the tops of their breasts peeking above the white, bubbling water’s surface. He had an excellent view of their cleavage and Betty subtly moved her arms together, giving the man quite the view of her large squished bosom. Both girls noticed the bulge in his pants as they smiled at one another.

Natalie felt the liquid inside her shift, making a pained face as she endured the discomfort. She was thankful that the hose kept her plugged, but she knew that she needed to empty soon. She also noticed Becky having a few quick pained expressions as she talked to the man.

“Well, uh, I was just wondering if I could borrow a few eggs. I forgot to pick them up earlier.”
“Sure, you can grab them from the fridge, the door is open.” He thanked them and headed inside.

“Why don’t you just invite him in to bang you right in front of me!” Natalie spoke in an irritated whisper.
“You’d probably like that.”
“Ew, mother!”
“He’s not my type, but I like to throw him a bone every so often. He’s a nice guy.”
“You said yourself that Glenn came over just to stare at our tits!”
“He’s single, he has urges, sweetie.” Becky opened her mouth as a pain ran through her body. “Oh, I really felt that one.”
“Yeah, but it isn’t as bad when it’s not blasting in us like a fire hose.”
“I like this, but it’s nice to feel it pumping you full like a balloon sometimes.”

Glenn returned with four eggs stopping at the edge of the tub once again. Natalie decided to play her mother’s game and lift out of the water just enough to expose her nipples, which were poorly hidden beneath the wet bikini. She put a hand beneath her left breast and moved it higher. Her breast was so heavy and slippery, however, that it unintentionally slipped beneath her top, exposing her soft, pink nipple. She gasped and quickly tried to shove her breast back into its holder, but she went too far and it went over the top of her suit instead. Becky laughed as she finally wrestled her boob back into place.

The man’s face was bright red as he lost hold of an egg. It fell into the turbulent waters and Becky reached low to scoop it up. Her hand bumped Natalie’s inflated tummy, which caused her daughter to groan and buckle. Becky found the egg, and on the way back up she lightly grazed her daughter’s privates. Natalie gasped with surprise as her mother resurfaced with a devilish grin. The man was speechless as she held up the egg.

“Here you go.”
“I… Uh, s-sorry.”
“It, it’s fine. Just forget about it.” Natalie felt her face brighten as well, unable to stifle a nervous laugh.
“Th-thanks for the eggs. I should go.” Glenn rushed to the exit as the mother and daughter giggled.
“Like I said, your tits took his breath away!”
“Mother!” Natalie covered her embarrassment. “How can I ever talk to him again?”
“He is going to be much more nervous than you. He’ll also be dealing with other feelings too.”
“Gross!”
“You are an attractive young lady, do you blame him?”
“At least he didn’t see what we were doing.”
“Maybe he did, who knows?” Becky stood, holding her inflated belly, water trickling down over her rosy, taught skin. “Maybe we should show him next time. He looks like he’d be a good catch.”
“I thought he wasn’t your type.”
“I changed my mind. It’s good to help out a friend on occasion.” She pointed a finger with playful sincerity. “You stay back now, I called him.”
“You can have him!” Natalie shook her head with a loud sigh as she rubbed her belly “I miss Mel.”
Becky sat again, and after a moments pause, she reached forward and put her hand between Natalie’s legs. “What are you doing?”
“Melanie won’t mind, this is just a helping hand.”
“Mom… It’s weird.”
“Only in your mind.” She moved her finger in a small circle upon the crotch of her daughter’s bikini bottom. “See, it feels nice, right? I’m not actually even touching you, so it’s fine.”

Natalie didn’t say a word, only breathing heavily as she enjoyed the sensation. The water flow continued and her mother knew exactly how to move her finger. She felt her bottoms pull and then she felt a finger move inside. “Ooops, I slipped.” Natalie saw her loving mother was enjoying the experience. She did not contest as her mother touched her in exhilarating ways.

Natalie reached across, moving around the full bellies, and hurriedly put her hand down her mother’s bikini bottom. Becky opened her mouth with delight as they both touched one another. “This is so wrong.”
“It’s fun to go against the rules sometimes, isn’t it?”

They locked eyes for a moment as they rubbed each other, the steady flow of water still pushing inside them. Natalie finished first, moaning with elation as she twitched. The warm water splashed as she felt aftershocks, her whole body feeling flush and overstimulated by the warm jets tickling her skin. Natalie recovered just in time to see Becky was in the midst of her own climax. Her mother laughed with delight as she gripped the edge of the tub with white knuckles. She withdrew her other hand slowly, tickling Natalie in the process.

“Never a dull moment around here.” Natalie smirked.
“Aren’t you glad?” Her mother traced a finger along Natalie’s lips as they watched one another with content. “I love you, Nat. I love Melanie too. I think you guys have a great thing going.”
“Me too.” A cramp pulled her away from the sentiment. “I’ve got to empty.”
“Yeah, it wasn’t going as fast, but I’m bigger than normal!” Both girls stood and compared their distended bellies. They rubbed each other’s warm, dripping stomachs for a moment before sharing a quick kiss on the lips. “If I ever get to be too much just tell me to back off. I love you more than ever and I don’t want to chase you away.”
“Thanks.” Natalie popped the running hose out and dropped it onto the grass. “It’s okay, Mom. Thanks for accepting what we do with so much… just thanks for being open about it. I like it even if it is a little weird sometimes.”
“We’re all about the weird around here!” Becky gave her daughter a quick smack on her butt.
“Hey!” Natalie clenched, causing her belly to rumble. She responded by yanking the hose out of her mother’s rump. Becky gasped and jumped away, allowing a little water to leak out. They both smiled, breathing heavily as they trotted inside.

“Mom thinks I should ask you about an open relationship.” Natalie rolled her eyes.
“Is that something you’d like to try?” Melanie saw through the mask of humor. “I don’t want to stop you from having a few flings if that’s what you’re looking for.”
“Mel, no, I can’t do that to you!”
Melanie held her lover’s chin and gave her a deep sensual kiss. “I’m fine with it if that’s what you actually want. I love you and I want you to be happy. I trust that you are just experimenting and that you’ll still love me afterward. If you want to, give it a shot.”
“Uh, sure, I guess.”
“I mean, I have been having a lot of side action with your sister.”
Natalie smiled. “Does she know that you told me yet?”
“I don’t think so, she has another elaborate plan lined up for tonight. Want to crash it yet or are you going to get freaky with some younger guy?”
“Mel, I don’t even know where to begin! What do you even say to someone when you’re just in it for the sex?”
She shrugged. “Just be careful and don’t do something you’ll regret! Wear a rubber young lady!” Melanie grinned. “I’m glad we have a relationship where I can say something like that.”
“Yeah, you sound like Rebecca!”
“I like your mom, she has some good ideas!” Natalie scoffed. Melanie gave her a playful spank and another slow kiss before she left for work. Natalie stared through the window wistfully as she got into her car.

Call Center II

Standard

“Hello, I’m calling about your recent purchase from Autumn’s Accessories.“ Christa tried to sound upbeat. It was her second day and luckily Wesley wasn’t at work yet. Without him looming over her, she felt far more confident. This call went smoother than expected. After about a four-minute conversation, she ended up selling the woman another $30 toy. She looked back, pleased to see the solid green light on in the switch hanging overhead. She was distracted as the girl across from her had a red light come on and she stood hurriedly, pushing against her desk as she endured the pain.

Glad it’s not me. Christa connected another call and it went well, but the person didn’t buy by the end and she got a yellow light. She tensed as the water trickled in. It was far milder than the red light ‘incentive’ and she even enjoyed the feeling somewhat. She was allowed to pause between calls as needed, but every employee had to make 60 calls before a day was over for them, and they were given a break time to eat and empty out after 30 of the calls. She was only five calls in so far, and she knew her good luck wouldn’t last.

She turned her attention back to the inflating woman behind her. The thirty something woman arose from her seat as the red light signaled an immense blast of water going into her. She looked like she might cry already, and Christa knew she hadn’t gone through many calls yet.

The outside door opened and Wesley stepped in. Christa connected another call as she turned back to her desk. Out of her peripheral vision, she could see Wesley looking over the girls working under him. He spied the red light and marched closer to the bawling girl. Christa talked to an older man, making sure to tease him as she inquired about the pocket pussy he bought recently. She looked back as she talked with her customer, seeing the sleazy supervisor glaring as the shaky woman found her seat and made another call. Christa wrapped up her call by making another sale. As she confirmed the man’s shipping info, she glanced back again, seeing that her coworker wasn’t so lucky.

The light clicked red and she stood once more, pained by the flow. “You need to speak more clearly, Kumari!”
“I am!” She cried out with a thick Middle Eastern accent as she leaned upon the desk. Her belly trembled as she shifted from side to side. The light clicked off and she sat back with immense care. Her brow peaked as she clenched her teeth.
“Well, you better work on it or you might pop!” He urged her to make another call.
“Hello, I want to tell you about our offers-“

Another red light – Christa felt horrible, but she was glad someone else was doing worse than she was. The bronze-skinned woman jumped up yet again, her slight belly became more prominent. She grumbled, putting her head down upon her desk. She moved forward in a feeble attempt to escape the flowing liquid, but the hose continued filling her. Wesley rubbed the crotch of his pants and he eyed her hungrily.

Glancing aside, Wesley noticed Christa was watching the scene play out. She quickly turned away, hoping he would leave her alone. She felt his presence before he put his sweaty palm upon her shoulder. “You like seeing someone else having trouble, new girl?”
“N-no, I just feel bad that she’s having trouble.”
“You don’t seem very full yet.” He inspected the computer screen. “Six calls? Looks like you’re on a lucky streak. Kumari is only on four and look at her!”

The foreign woman screamed as yet another red signal came, and a blast of water pressed into her. She jumped up and trotted around her stool, her young breasts bouncing as she walked. Her belly was so full of water that it swayed like a pendulum. It brushed against her knees as she continued to take more fluids. “Please! Please! I can’t do this!” Tears flowed down her cheeks. The light changed to green and she quieted into a soft sob.

Wesley shrugged with his hands high. “I’m sorry, but if you can’t last until your break then you’ll have to start over.”
“What?!” The pained girl snapped.
“I’m sorry, but it’s the rules. For your first week you get a checkpoint after every ten calls and you’re barely able to handle four! It might be a very long day for you.”
“Please, let me do anything but this!”
“No! She can handle it!” An older woman’s head shot up from a nearby cubicle. She looked somewhat similar to the girl, but her rounded face was far more austere and filled with anger.
“Mom… Mom, I can’t!” Kumari groaned as she leaned forward in agony.
“May I take some of her… incentive?”
Wesley nodded slightly as he regarded her. “Fine, fine.” The balding man licked his lips, “that will help her-“ He stopped suddenly as the woman’s mother stepped around and into view. Her sagging breasts hung on either side of her enormous stomach. She was a fair amount larger than her daughter, who was also very inflated. The middle-aged woman leaned on the flimsy cubicle wall as she shuffled ahead. The long hose followed her, buried in her supple backside.

Wesley shook his head with disappointment as he stopped her. “Look, Paulomi, I appreciate that you want to help your daughter, but I sure as shit am not letting you take it. I know you’re a little better at holding it, but that ain’t healthy!” He scoffed as he moved over to put a hand on her brown belly. “I gotta look out for my earners.” He showed his teeth in a creepy smile.

“I’ll do it.” Christa spoke, immediately regretting her offer as they all looked to her.
“Let me get this straight, you want to take water from that stranger’s ass into yours and then continue with your calls?”
“Y-yes.” It’s gross, but I only have to make it to ten calls after I take it and then I can empty out. “I will do it.”

Paulomi was visibly relieved and Kumari nodded with acceptance as she sobbed. Wesley told the other spectators to resume their work as he went into the back office to find a hose fitting. He came back, unscrewing and clamping the hoses from the overhanging boxes behind the girls. He monkeyed with it and then connected the two of them before he removed the clamp. Now Christa was connected to the other new girl.

A surge of water flowed into her ass, and Christa wasn’t prepared as the girl pushed with all her energy. The transfer was a reasonably fast process, and Christa watched her belly growing as she sat, feeling abrupt cramps. The supervisor continued to harass the other girls as he made a quick loop. He disconnected and clamped Paulomi’s tube and allowed to comfort her daughter until he returned.

Wesley eyed Kumari’s nearly flat belly and then his eyes stopped on her chest for a few moments before he turned back to Christa. “That’s most of it. Now I’m going to do something a little unorthodox.” He rubbed Paulomi’s distended stomach as he grabbed the hose leading from her ass. He disconnected Kumari’s hose and linked Paulomi and Christa together. This time, however, he used another fitting from his pocket and a spare hose he had set aside earlier. People were watching them once again.

“So, the way this works: Christa here is going to finish her 54 calls and now she’s sharing the burden with mama bear over here.” He connected the extra hose to her control box. “If you guys can’t hold up then we’re going to pump that young girl until she pops like a balloon!” He directed a finger to Kumari, who trembled, as she stood naked with a hose still buried in her ass. Wesley unclamped Paulomi’s hose and stepped back. “Open the flood gates!” He giggled.

Christa felt water pushing inside her, but she knew that Paulomi wasn’t trying – she was just so full that it had to escape. Christa turned to her desk, still standing as she connected another call.

“Hello, I’m-“
The click of the phone caused a chill to pass down her spine. The tube between them rocked with the force of the deluge, forcing water into them both. She couldn’t help but relax as she felt unpleasantly full, and she knew that Paulomi felt it. The mother was understanding, though, and didn’t push back. She looked back to see the Middle Eastern woman leaning upon her daughters desk balling a fist in a subtle display of her torture. Kumari stroked her hair with sad eyes, watching her mother endure.

Christa recovered and connected another call. This one went a little better, but 30 seconds in she fumbled for words and the customer thought she was mocking her. Kumari cried out as the switch in the control box opened the valve. Another downpour of water rolled into the tube and pushed their bellies outward. Christa panted as she looked down at her taught stomach, pulling her down with immense weight. She shifted upward to alleviate some of her back pain, but the cramps elsewhere continued.

She fought through the discomfort and started another call. She gave the opening and the woman on the other end went into a full tirade. “How the fuck do you get off calling us at this hour? What if my kids were home and they answered the phone? You fucking dyke!”
“M-m-ma’am… I am sorry to bother you, but I j-just-“
“J-just what?” She spoke with harsh patronization. “I want you to get your supervisor on the line.”
“Ma’am. Please. Just talk to me.” She paused in discomfort, but she realized how rude it sounded to the customer.
“Get me your fucking supervisor or I will ruin your fucking company!”

“Please hold.” Christa muted the call and handed the headset to Wesley, who was not pleased to be involved. He nodded and agreed multiple times before the call clicked off. Thankfully, due to the call length, she only had a yellow light. It still hurt, but it was nothing like the previous fills.

Wesley leaned over her and typed something into the woman’s file as he spoke. “She wanted to be removed from the call list, and she said to mark her down for the Big Ben, but only If I ruin your day. She said you should try that toy and maybe you would stop being such a bitch. I think I’m going to listen to her.”

“What? That’s a twelve inch dildo!”
“An inch and a half thick, too. It will be a treat!”
“I… I can’t do that!” Christa discovered that her body could handle a lot, but she knew she couldn’t take much in the front.
“I’m a man of my word, and you still have fifty one calls to make.” He laughed. “Tell ya what. You take that toy and you only have to make ten more calls for the day – sound fair?” Christa agreed timidly.

“Good, good, make another call while I’m gone.” He stepped into a side storage room as she began the next call. “You sound pretty.” The man interrupted her greeting. She tried to continue, but he was obviously distracted. “If I hear you cum then I’ll buy something. Promise”
“S… Sir…” She thought about it and decided to indulge him. “Fine. I’m slipping my hand down between my legs. It’s getting wet already.” She awkwardly felt below her bloated tummy. “Oh, just… just thinking of you inside excites me.” She heard the man breathing heavily and the pleasure helped to dull the immense pain from the forced inflation. To her surprise, she was getting close to orgasm. She couldn’t believe she was doing this, but there was no need for pride here.

She hadn’t noticed Wesley’s return, as he held the monster cock in his hand. He wiggled it for her to see before he moved it out of view. She continued stroking herself and moving her other hand along her chest and down her modest breasts. She hoped she would finish and make the sale before…

She felt the tip of the lubricated cock pushing up from below. She paused to look past her stomach, seeing her supervisor staring back up with a twisted satisfaction. Her mouth opened with panic as the man drew his hand back and rammed the toy inside her damp pussy. She gasped loudly and leaned forward upon the desk. The man on the other end loved it. “What’s going on?” He asked.

“My boss… It’s too big! He-he just rammed it in there.” There was a pause and then she felt more forced inside. Wesley was using his fist to punch it deeper and deeper each time. It felt like it might rip her apart and it was only a little ways in. “I can’t take it, I can’t.”

“Oh yeah, baby, you can take it. Just a little more.” The man on the other end grunted as he masturbated. Wesley grabbed her hand and directed her to hold the massive toy in place as he slid out and stood up. He scooted her stool forward and brought her back upon it, planting the dildo upon the stool and forcing her down upon it. She whimpered as she took it nearly halfway, fighting not to move as she climbed forward upon her desk. Frozen in place, she heard the man find completion. He thanked her and requested three newer adult films. She hurried to gather his information and finally the call clicked off with a green light.
Still balancing upon the object, she tensed as Wesley patted her ass. “Nice job, nine more to go.”

“H-hello, I’m with Autumn’s-“ Abrupt silence. The call never even connected! The blast of liquid startled her, and she stood on her tiptoes, trying to lessen the pain from the incoming water and the painful toy spreading her wide. She gasped as the valve finally closed. Another call and another hang up – Wesley leaned upon her shoulder as the water poured into her. She begged him not to, but he put enough weight on her to move her lower upon the giant dildo. She huffed and pleaded, screaming for him to stop, but she passed the halfway point as he hit the button to make another call.

“Oh, oh, no.” She couldn’t form words as another blast came and she moved lower on the toy, her own juices allowing it to go deeper. Wesley laughed as she screamed for the next call. Another hang up meant that she would accept even more water. Paulomi was on her knees, still taking some of the water, but she was at her physical limit, her stomach resting on the floor in front of her. Christa quieted as she felt a few inches slide in. She had nearly taken the entire toy and she felt incredibly sore already.

She looked to Wesley, blinking with shock before she reached forward and placed another call. “Ah, adult toys… Do you…” A call disconnected message appeared as expected. The pain was replaced with sudden excitement. Christa giggled as she felt more water coming in. She slid lower on the huge toy, feeling every inch. She was nearly crying as she laughed, putting her arms out upon the desk as she gasped. It was the most intense climax she had ever experienced and once it passed, she quickly tried to move off of the enormous cock buried in her pussy, however with her expansive belly holding her down that was impossible. She struggled to stand, but shifted too much and toppled onto the floor.

The inflated girl fell directly on her stomach, causing the silicone toy to launch out with a slurping sound. Her belly compressed and she was unable to hold back any longer. She involuntarily let the water in her ass flow. Paulomi groaned as she felt the pressure, expanding her stomach father somehow. Wesley watched with glee as the normally stoic mother was reduced to whining.

“You have to hold some, it’s too much!”
“I-I can’t.”
Paulomi lifted her head, relaxing her hold on the water. She pulled herself up, standing shakily against her daughter’s desk. “Touch me, Kumari. Down there.”
“But, mother…”
“Please!”

Her daughter complied, pressing a finger into her mother’s privates. In an instant, she felt a window of pleasure before the pain returned and caused her to slump against the desk.

Christa, being on the ground, felt the water pushing back into her. Gravity ushered it in, and she had to roll onto her side to alleviate the pain. She was reduced to pathetic whimpering as her belly flowed out onto the floor, spreading as it accepted the unnatural amount of water.

After a short time, Paulomi arose and clumsily walked to Christa’s cubicle. She still had a prominent stomach that bounced between her thighs as she walked. “May I finish her final calls?”
Wesley was clearly pleased as he extended a hand of acceptance.

Christa laid in silent torment as the woman took the final five calls for her. Two yellows and a red at the end, but Christa was mentally lost by this point. She became accustomed to the ache in her body as she watched her stomach expand as she lay there. It rolled along the smooth, cold floor, her skin stretching more than she ever thought possible. The world faded away as Wesley laughed.

She awoke in her bed with Paulomi sitting at her side. An IV ran to her arm and she felt kind of loopy. “Wesley let it go a little too far this time. They had to use the emergency drain procedure on you. You took more than anyone I’ve ever seen.” She took Christa’s pale hand. “I’m sorry I wasn’t able to contain it all, but thank you for helping my daughter.”

“Wh-what is… she doing… here?” It was difficult to speak.
Paulomi drew a deep breath, “My husband had a lot of debt when he died. I came here to protect my daughter from their retaliation. I wasn’t performing as well after a few years, so they brought my daughter here to add incentive. Now no one knows that we’re here and we’re probably never going to leave.”

“What about… family… friends…”
“These people find ways to explain your absence. Kumari told me that our neighbor heard I moved away.” She gave a melancholy smile. “He didn’t seem to wonder why I would leave my young daughter by herself. People don’t really care and this group scares them. So, we’re stuck to play out this man’s sick fantasy.” She paused, thinking about their previous punishment. “He made Kumari do ten more calls before she was done.”
“But… he said…”
“He changes his rules whenever he’d like. He is our jailor and we can’t do a thing about it.” She stared angrily before she looked to Christa again. “I am sorry, you don’t need to hear this, you have a long time ahead of you. I mean, you will get used to it – just rest for now.”

Voyeur

Standard

He tracked the woman to this motel, which he had watched for a few weeks. Many men came and left, but the women rarely ventured outside. Most of them moved awkwardly or look frightened when they came out, he noticed. I’m sure the men aren’t kind to them. Anthony scoffed, seeing the tall white girl head inside holding two grocery bags. Still no ring – I should’ve taken it when I had the chance. He liked being careful, but sometimes it made things take much longer than expected. He hoped to have the ring by the end of the week.

He went inside, noting how humid and dark it was in the lobby. The pudgy man behind the counter sat his reading material down with irritation. “May I help you?”
“I’m looking to purchase.” He held up a roll of twenties.
“Get lost. We’re not doing anything illegal.”
“I just want some pussy.”
The man scoffed and flared the newspaper upright. Guess I have to make him understand. Anthony grabbed one of the man’s fingers and twisted it with the speed of a viper. “Listen, I came a long way and I’m just looking to unwind. Don’t touch your piece under the desk, just take my money and we will act like this never happened, deal?”
“Okay, okay!” The man dropped the paper and grasped his aching finger. “Fuck. I just have to be careful, that’s all.”
“Sorry about that.” He handed the man forty dollars. “This is to let that go.” Waste of money, but I don’t want that asshole holding a grudge.
He pocketed it with a nod. “What are you looking for?”
I like them chubby with big tits.” He tried not to be too specific.
He called the man in charge, and after a short exchange, he hung up and wrote something into a notebook. Anthony spied a few names as the man made a mark. “Isabel is free – apartment 4B; eight hundred for two hours.”

“Kind of steep.” He gave the man nearly all of the cash he carried and went upstairs without another word. The command rod would certainly be useful, he thought, but at least I know where that is. This damned ring could disappear for a long time if I lose track of it. He knew the self-doubt was dangerous. After inspecting the surroundings for any cameras, he cleared his mind and knocked on the flimsy wooden door.

It opened to reveal a raven-haired beauty wearing only a thong. There were visible tan lines on her enormous, naturally perky breasts. Tall and exotic, the woman’s weight was distributed evenly into her assets, making her immensely attractive. Her big hazel eyes sized him up as her glossy lips curled into a sly smirk. She’s not who I’m looking for, but she was definitely worth the price.

“You look like you’re hiding a wild side.” She spoke with little accent. “Come on in and get comfortable.”
He stepped in and joined her upon the couch. The room was cluttered and dilapidated, but it seemed more maintained than the lobby. “I’m not here for that, I just want to know who the fat girl upstairs is.”
Isabel’s eyes narrowed. “The new girl? That’s Christine. What do you want with her?”
“An old friend.”
There was a pause. “Tell me the truth.”
“She knows something that I want to know.”
“You’re here for the ring, aren’t you?” He hesitated and she knew she was right. “Why do you want it?” His lack of response urged her to continue. “The man in charge has it in a safe and only he knows the combination. You’re not going to be able to just walk in and take it, I hope you know.”
He let out a deep sigh. “I’m just a man unwinding after a long trip.” She knows too much, but maybe I can use her help. “Fine, you’re right.” He thought for a moment. “That isn’t your body, is it?”
She shook her head before pressing her tits together. “I wanted to be inside her, but not like this.”
“Well, help me get the ring and I’ll let you use it first and you can find another body. What happened anyway?”
“That fucker forced me into her body and he killed her… me… right in front of me. He does that to keep the girls in check. He loves to break people – swapping them into foreign bodies and then torturing them until they are his slaves. It is all about power for him.” She looked him over and nodded slowly. “I don’t know what it is about you, but I think you might actually be able to help. I’ll set up a meeting.“

Isabel stepped into the adjoining room and made a phone call. Anthony quietly moved closer and listened. “Yeah, tomorrow! I don’t care! He is perfect. Fuck the other guy! Just let him know and make sure Christine is full.” He moved back to his seat as she finished the call. Anthony had to avert his eyes from the woman’s voluptuous frame as she returned to the room. “He’ll let you in tomorrow for the first visit. I told him you’ll pay well for a ménage a trois. She noticed how he was staring at her as she sat beside him.

“It’s all right – you paid for your time, and you’re going to help me get out of this body. We can fuck for a little while.” Anthony was hesitant, but his base desires won out as she reached down to stroke the bulge in his pants. She undid them and fished his rigid cock free, stroking it with wild eyes. “How freaky do you want me to be?”
“You can do as much as you want, but not to me.” He said, firmly.
“Don’t knock it until you try it, but I get what you’re saying.” Isabel went to the bedroom and came back with an impressively thick and lengthy double-ended dildo. “More for me, then.” She slipped her thong to the floor and rubbed some lube on one end of the toy and then some between her ample ass cheeks. She fingered her ass while licking her lips.

Anthony enjoyed the show as the woman put a foot onto the couch, pushing the jellied dildo into her luxuriant golden ass. She stared into his eyes as she worked the toy deeper, inching it in slowly, her lip trembling as it explored her ass. Her trimmed eyebrows rose with discomfort and elation as she twisted the dildo before moving it farther. She gasped, forcing it in quickly, and with a slight twitch the entire toy was in her ass. She put her hands on her hips and brought her leg down, breathing heavily as she acclimated to the pleasurable discomfort. Her trimmed pussy glistening with excitement, she stepped over and straddled him.

“What about a condom?”
“I’m clean and I’m not going to be in this body much longer.” She didn’t wait for his approval before directing his cock into her wet pussy.
“What about the person you swap with?”
“It’s fine. What are the chances I’d get pregnant anyway?” She didn’t ask if he had any infections, but he reasoned that her cost usually kept the unsavory characters away.

He looked at her flat, toned stomach, thinking of what a waste that would be. She has a body that should never be destroyed by a child. He loved her soft, inviting skin and her tan lines accentuating her prized areas. He knew this was a bad idea, but he continued anyway.

Isabel worked her hips, her pussy making obscene sounds as it sucked on his cock. She pressed her huge, tanned breasts against his face. Anthony found a nipple and sucked roughly, grabbing her pliable ass as he increased his pace. He spread her ass, kneading the soft flesh, which caused her to moan with delight. One of his fingers felt the tip of the dildo sliding out, so he pushed it firmly back inside. He forced it past a snag and that sent Isabel into a frenzy. She screamed with joy and her pussy tightened incredibly. She quaked, laughing with glee as Anthony started filling her other hole. He gasped as he unloaded into the ferocious woman, who continued grinding against him, working every drop from his cock.

She planted a kiss on the drained man’s cheek before clumsily moving into the bathroom. He heard a thud as she tossed the dildo into the shower. After her, he cleaned up and left as another pleased customer.

The next day he returned and bought another visit to Isabel. He knew it was some sort of trap, but he had faith in himself. This time, she brought him up to meet her boss and his pet project. The comely woman was naked except for a harness that was locked around her waist. Her bountiful breasts had erect nipples and her skin was a rosy pink. Her frizzy hair was straighter and her large lips were smiling subtly as she masked her discomfort. She brought the couple inside and Isabel sat at the table next to the older man.

The dominant man with a receding hairline grinned. “You have good taste in women, my friend.” No women wore clothes, but the man had obviously become accustomed, as he barely looked at their bodies.
“I was looking to set up a group package.” Anthony said without emotion.
“Of course, but first you have to do something for me.” He directed the long legged blonde girl with pierced nipples to pat him down. She gave the clear signal and the man set to opening the safe, which faced away from them. He watched them as he removed the ring and was about to close the safe when his eyes grew with panic. “How did you-“ A deafening blast came and the man fell backwards, pulling the safe lid closed as he dropped.

Holding the smoking revolver, Cassie was paralyzed with shock. “Ch-check him.”
The ample bodied Latina woman stepped forward to glance past the table. “He’s fucked. Thanks to you we don’t get any damned money, though!” She glared at the locked safe.
“F-find the ring.”
Isabel searched around the lifeless man and finally found the ugly black ring. She slipped it on and looked to Anthony. He knew she was planning to take his body.

The slender woman was clearly traumatized by the murder and he was certain she wouldn’t fire another shot. He moved to retrieve the firearm, but slipped on some blood, falling against the table. Within an instant, he found himself disoriented and staring from a different set of eyes. Isabel had grabbed his hand, and he watched as his former body regained its balance.

It was very bewildering, and once his senses stabilized, he could see Christine extending her hand and she now wore the ring. Anthony recoiled and bounded for the door. He moved without grace, as the added weight on his chest and thicker legs caused him to stumble. He also felt a fullness that slowed him. Isabel had stuffed the dildo from yesterday up her ass before bringing him here. She planned for this switch to happen She wanted to keep me from running. He hit the wall, opening the door as two more shots rang out. He stopped, seeing a hole beside him where a bullet had passed. He knew running in this state would be certain death, so he turned slowly, seeing himself… his body… lying dead upon the floor. The filled girl he had followed here from the start now held the gun, pointed directly at him. “Get back in here, Isabel.”

Anthony complied. Unlike the other girl, he could see that this woman would shoot him without concern. Christine touched the ring to the other girl’s shoulder and he watched as both of them found their bearings. So much had happened it was hard to keep track, but now the shooter was in the slim girl’s body. Terrified and disoriented, Christine didn’t fight as the other girl retrieved the gun and the ring from her.

The woman with the ring walked to the door, turning to marvel at the scene. “You’ll be happy to know, Christine, that the key for that harness was in that locked safe.” The physically fit blonde girl gave a menacing smile, showing her white teeth, “The cops are going to find you with an ass full and you’ll be trapped in that body when you go to jail – a prison within a prison!” She stepped into the hall and turned to the man within Isabel’s body. “I’m Cassie and you are Isabel.” She craned her neck, urging him forward. “Coming?”

She followed, discomforted by the large toy in her ass and the uncertainty of the situation. He directed her to Isabel’s room where they found some clothes and waited for the police to arrive.
“They’re going to ask us about what happened, but we are just grieving the loss of our friends. They won’t care too much about a whorehouse anyway.” Cassie said with little concern as she held the gun. “You don’t cause any problems while the police are here and I’ll let you swap to another body afterwards, deal?”
“Deal.” He lied, but only partially, knowing that nothing good would come from tipping the police off anyway. She is right. The police will find Christine standing, traumatized by what she had done, and it will be a closed case. She might try to escape, but she wouldn’t make it far and she didn’t seem resourceful enough to break the lock on her harness. It was hard to think with the object in her ass.

“Having trouble?” Cassie patted Isabel’s ass. “You keep that in there for a while. That is my insurance that you won’t have the energy to do something stupid. A knock came on the door and Cassie slipped the pistol into the back of her pants, making sure to keep Isabel at a distance.

The police asked a few questions before they departed with a now clothed and cuffed Christine as well as two body bags. Both of them were relieved to see them go.

“May I take this out, now?” She struggled to maintain composure.
Cassie tossed the pistol onto the couch, placed the ring on an end table, and stepped forward with confidence. “How does it feel in a woman’s body? You got a good deal, actually. You’re fucking hot!” She pinched Isabel’s face before planting a quick kiss on her lips. “It is really fucking weird at first, but you start to enjoy it after some time. That sick asshole tortured me since I got here, so it feels pretty damned good to be free of that. By the end, though, I was actually kind of enjoying it – parts, at least. He always kept me pumped so full of water that I couldn’t think straight.”

She reached behind the unimpressed Latina to force the dildo deeper. “You get used to being someone’s bitch. I always knew I’d get away, though. Maybe I should break you like he almost broke me.” Cassie rubbed her light-blonde bush against Isabel’s leg. Leaning down to plant a few kisses upon her neck. “There is a point,” Cassie whispered, “when you realize that you were living the wrong life.” She slid her middle finger into Isabel’s warmth. “You’ve never felt anything like this before, I promise.”

She is right, Isabel thought as she touched her gently. She became increasingly wet as she looked into the girl’s grayish blue eyes. Her slender face framed with straight, platinum hair. Isabel was lost in the moment, feeling her skin flush and prickle with desire. The objects in her ass were certainly expediting the process, as it took mere moments before she felt pure delight throughout her body. Isabel pressed her full breasts against the spindly, fair-skinned woman. She hugged tightly as she clenched her eyes and teeth, trying to continue standing as the orgasm passed.

“It’s fucking amazing, isn’t it?” Cassie pulled back, smiling. “Now, go into the bathroom and take whatever you’re hiding in your ass out and we’ll get out of here.”

Isabel thought of diving for the gun or the ring, but knew it would end badly. Cassie placed them far enough apart so she could get the other if I tried for one. Clever. Isabel did as she was told, removing the thick double ended dildo and cleaned herself up. She came out and found a note sitting on the table: I can’t risk staying around you. Nothing personal, but I think you’ll do fine in that body. Don’t try to find me.

“Shit.”

True Colors

Standard

It was odd, going from the new face to the pampered girl in a matter of months. Lilly had to admit that she enjoyed it. It was rewarding knowing that the bully wasn’t a threat anymore. In the hallway, Lilly saw a few people gathered in the red accented room, and she went to investigate. Traci was forced to wear arm binders for most of the days recently, leaving her door open for anyone to take advantage of her at any time. The men from before were set to return this evening and Lilly only imagined what the woman would be enduring by then.

To her surprise, Willa, the normally complacent girl, was gripping Traci’s hair. The young girl with a newfound fire in her eyes led the partially bound woman to the bed and pressed her head in between Kiera’s spread legs. The other girls laughed as Willa berated the now submissive woman.

“They’ll lose interest soon enough.” Julie said as she closed the door to her room. “Traci knew her time on the top wouldn’t last forever. She saw this happen before.” Her heavy breasts and slim frame was mesmerizing as she approached.
“What do you mean?”
“We’ve been here for years, honey. I was able to bounce back after my fall. Most can’t, though.” She looked into the room, watching the girl’s take advantage. “Traci was always dominant and held the status longer than anyone I’ve seen, but we’ll have to see what she does after this.”
“Wh-why doesn’t she resist?”
Julie shrugged. “If she really hurts one of them then it will get much worse for her and she’s probably just in shock that she actually lost her place. The Master had protected her for a long time, but he must want you to be the queen bee now.”
She remembered the loosely defined no violence rule. “How long is her contract?”
“None of us know – it’s kept secret and different for each of us.”
In the room, Taryn stepped up and landed a hard swat across Traci’s ass. Taryn’s large tits wobbled and the other girl bucked forward, pressing her face into the chubby woman’s crotch. “I can’t believe she’s just taking it.” Lilly watched. “Can’t she leave if it’s too much?”

“Sure, we all can go anytime we want! But, obviously, he finds ways to keep us from leaving. He figures out what motivates us and uses that to his advantage.”
“What did he do to keep you here?”
She sighed, looking away. “He pays for my sister’s medical bills. Without him, she wouldn’t be here. He also lets me visit her twice a year. Once he knows how to control you then he is a lot more lenient and lets you go into public. If he doesn’t trust you or you breach the contract then…” She shrugged unknowingly.

Julie turned to Lilly and put a hand on her shoulder. “Going to join us in there?”
“No, I think I’ll hang back for now.”
“Suit yourself, but be careful not to get drunk with power. He is going to let you boss us around, but he is still in control.” Julie gave a playful smirk as she walked through the doorway. Her thick legs and nice ass wiggled delightfully, as she took her place in line to dominate the once formidable woman.

Lilly went back to her room and found a book. I am glad they put her in her place, but I kind of feel bad. Lilly tried to set her mind to ease. She deserves this, though. She did the same thing to the other girls and they are giving her a taste of her own medicine. Hours passed before her door flew open, pulling her away from her reading.

Traci stepped into the room with a cold, brooding anger. Her wild, tangled brown hair fell over her bountiful, reddened breasts. With free arms, she closed the door before punching the foot of the violet colored bed, growling as she spoke. “You fucking whore! You are not going to get away with this.” Traci grabbed Lilly’s ankle and tugged her closer with unexpected strength. She drew back a hand and swatted Lilly’s tit. She attempted another strike, but Lilly deflected it. The wild woman’s high-set cheekbones showed as she smiled with a sick pleasure. She crawled atop her victim. “I’m going to make you regret crossing me, you goddamned hick.”

“Wh-what about the contract? You can’t hurt me!”
Traci slapped her across the face. “What do I care? I can’t handle another year in this fucking place!” Lilly could see a hatred in her eyes that scared her. Traci threw another punch that hit her arm. “I’ve been keeping myself at the top for nine years and you came in to fuck it all up!”
“It was the… the man.”
Traci grabbed her nipples tightly and pulled hard. Lilly shrieked for a moment before another slap silenced her. “Be quiet! You caused this and you will fall back in line or I will make you miserable!”

Traci bent forward and pulled the frightened girl upright, pushing her toward the bathroom door. Lilly stumbled as Traci came in behind her and locked the door. “Our guests arrived – I’m going to get you ready them!” She unscrewed the hose to the showerhead. “I hear you like enemas.”

“Don’t do this, Traci. Just let me have my time-“
“You don’t deserve any time at the top, you backwards bitch! I’m going to make you suffer and everyone else will see that I’m still in charge!” Her tone sounded like she was trying to convince herself.
“You’re in too far and The Master is going to punish you when he finds out.”
“No, no, no! He’s going to reward me for being so confident!” She rubbed some lotion onto the end of the hose and slapped Lilly’s ass until she bent forward. I can’t hurt her or I’ll get punished. I just have to let her do this and maybe she will be gone for good! Lilly put her hands on her knees as she felt the hose slip inside and snake its way through her guts.

Traci stood her up and turned her, smiling as she flipped the water on. The cold water and air mixed in her belly. Traci pulled her closer, wrapping her hands around Lilly’s squishy ass and watching as the water pained her. “Do you like being my bitch?” Traci had to look down as she hugged the Montana girl, pressing their warm skin together. Lilly’s smaller bosom nestled beneath Traci’s ample tits. Lilly couldn’t help herself, locking lips with her aggressor, moaning with mixed emotions as the lukewarm water painfully blasted inside.

They drew back and stared at one another for a time. Traci’s straight eyebrows quivered as she pushed her trimmed pussy forward. Her flowery perfume was subtle, mixing with the intoxicating scent of her flowing dark brown hair. She could see that the woman needed to assert herself after being stripped of all control. Traci finally broke the stare and grabbed something from beneath the sink. She held a metal funnel with a spout roughly the size of her thumb. The pain was becoming too intense, pulling her attention away; Lilly reached lower and began rubbing herself.

Traci slapped her hand aside. “No, this is punishment, you slut!” The tall seductive brunette sat the funnel aside and moved behind Lilly, wrapping her arms around her hips and softly caressing her expanding belly. “You like being punished, don’t you?” Traci put her chin upon Lilly’s shoulder and pressed her squishy chest against her back. “You’d just love it if I touched you right now. You’d probably cum in an instant, wouldn’t you?” She pressed her hips forward, causing the hose in Lilly’s ass to bend and move slightly deeper.

Breaking from the embrace, Traci cranked up the flow of the water, causing the inflating girl to jump forward, reaching back for the hose. Traci backhanded her, stopping her abruptly. Lilly whined, holding her belly as she bit her lip. “I can’t, it’s too much.” She gasped, trying to endure.

“Kneel down, over the side of the tub.” Lilly gave a questioning look that was met with a slap across her distended belly. “Now!”

Her stomach was pronounced, making her look a few months pregnant. She got down, but couldn’t fit over the edge of the tub without leaning forward. She did so, awkwardly sticking her ass into the air. With her pussy pressed against the fiberglass of the tub and water continually blasting inside, she squirmed, attempting to distract her mind from the agony. Thankfully, the wider tub allowed her to find a comfortable position. Unable to touch herself, she became increasingly frustrated.

Suddenly the flow increased. She jerked, sliding forward, pressing her shoulder against the side of the bathtub and bending her neck at an angle. Her body contorted, putting her legs outward as they rested upon the edge of the tub. Traci grabbed her ankles and held her in place as the full force of water poured into her midsection, inflating her like a balloon. She could see her belly shaking as moved lower, pressing against the tub floor. She gasped, uncertain of how much more she could take.

“Want it to stop?” Lilly grunted in response, unable to speak as she slid lower due to her weight. Her stomach had reached the bottom and started to spread outward. “If you don’t say anything then I guess I could just leave you…”
“P-pl-please st-stop.”
Traci beamed from above. “So polite!” She flipped the lever and the water stopped moments after.

Lilly groaned as the girl above tugged on the hose, working it out painfully. Tensing, she felt it withdrawing from her insides and Lilly tightened with all her might when it finally slipped free. Traci took the funnel from the counter and forced it into her ass. Before anything could come out, she felt something strange pouring inside. She moved slightly to see the once regal woman grinning with a fervor that she had never seen. I’ve only seen that look when someone is about to go too far with me.
She held an opaque, white container, pouring a white powder into the funnel. Baking flour? Where did she get that? She must have stashed it some time ago. “What the fuck are you doing?”
“Like I said, I’m getting you ready!” She sat the starch aside and grabbed a oversized metal spoon, using the handle to push the thickening powder deeper. “This will make help you keep it all in!” She swapped out the spoon and poured more powder into the funnel. “Feels weird, doesn’t it?” Lilly let out an awkward grunt as she tried to wriggle free, but it only caused her neck to throb. Traci withdrew the funnel and stuck the handle of the metal spoon all the way into her ass, spinning it using the round portion. “We have to make sure to stir it up or it won’t work. I think we’ll need more, too.” She repeated the process many times. “This should help you hold it in a little more easily.”

Traci’s grip slipped. Lilly felt her expanded body tilt, slowly gaining speed until she turned in the tub, coming to rest upon her back. She was sore, but thankful to be able to stretch. Her stomach throbbed, reminding her of the predicament. It was enormous, weighing her down as it obscured her vision. I look like I’m about to pop! Traci reached between her legs and forcefully churned the mixture in her ass. Lilly was too tired to fight at this point. “Got to make sure it’s thick enough.” She pulled the spoon’s handle out, and the goo inside felt as if it was all trying to come with it. She clenched her ass instinctively.

“It will still come out when you’re ready, but it’s going to make a big mess.” She cleaned the shower hose and put the head back on. “Try not to force it.” A knock startled her. “Time to go!” She sat the plastic container and other implements under the sink and unlocked the bathroom door. She moved past the man with a bashful smile. Patrick came in and marveled at the scene.

“My, my, partaking in some leisurely activities?” He smiled above. She let out a long breath as she crinkled her nose in pain. Gripping the side of the tub, she attempted to stand. She couldn’t help pushing, trying to get the thick block out of her behind. Nothing moved, including her. The man removed his expensive suit jacket and hoisted her upright. It was inefficient, but they managed to get her onto her knees and then standing. Her heavy belly sagged with the immense water weight. How much of that crap did he put in me? Shouldn’t it be thinning with all of the water in there?

“So why the big belly? What do you have in there?”
Lilly could barely think. She waited silently as the man rubbed her aching stomach. “Your skin is so warm and tight!” He spoke with admiration. She stepped over the tub’s edge and balanced herself using Patrick’s shoulder and the edge of the sink. Lost in a fog, she made short grunts as she fought through the cramping. “F-fuck m-me.” She grumbled.

He interpreted her frustrated remark as an invitation. With a hungry smile, he closed the toilet lid and slid his pants to his ankles before taking a seat. She was too drained to argue, so she shuffled closer and straddled the man. She was very wet down there, and he slipped in on his first attempt. Even in her addled state, Lilly loved the feeling. It helped to dull the rest of her pains as she moved her hips. Patrick squeezed her closer, causing her belly to squish outward between their arms.

“Fuck, I’m going to come already. Get down and let me shoot in on your tits.”
“J-just… just come inside.”
“You sure?” She didn’t respond, and the man scoffed, gripping her ass as she continued moving. “You on birth control?”
She managed to shake her head in response.
His expression turned to panic. He tried to push her off, but her weight kept her firmly in place with his cock buried inside. She continued gyrating her hips.
“Stop! Stop!” She wrapped her arms around him and held him close, pressing his face into her breasts to muffle his complaints. He rocked her side to side, trying to escape. It was in vain, however, and she felt a pulsing warmth inside. The feeling was magical and she climaxed alongside him. She used her hips to work out every drop of his seed.

With his help, she got off and staggered to lean against the wall in agony. The man pulled his pants up. “I am not about to support some bastard! You crazy bitch!” This was the true man, standing before her, not the façade he had in public. He’s angry and spoiled. She knew he would cause more trouble for her, but she didn’t care at the moment. He slammed the door and left her alone. She went to the toilet and began the painful, messy ordeal of emptying out. She pressed her clit as she forced the thick goop out in long, slow motions. Luckily, it was only a short time before the warm water flowed freely.

“What the hell have I done?” She put her head in her hands. “I let that jerk come in me!” She sniffled. “Traci is to blame for this! I’m going to fucking kill her!” She looked down at her swollen belly. “I’m a whale!” She used her hands to shake it side-to-side, entranced by the motion. She accepted the pain, clenching one eye as she continued pushing the water out.

Harlot

Standard

With her wrists securely fastened to her elbows behind her, Christine could do nothing to stop the water flowing into her. “Don’t do this, I’m sorry! I’ll do whatever you want!” She stood naked, shifting anxiously trying to subvert the unpleasant feeling.

“I thought we had established that I don’t give a shit what you say or do, I’m going to do this just to keep you in line.” The man leaned against the doorway as Cassie controlled the water flow. “I want to see her stomach puff out like a goddamned balloon.”

Cassie rolled her eyes with a playful grin as she pressed the handle down. The shower hose shook with pressure and the short, curvy girl snarled with pain. Christine’s frizzy hair obscured her face as she leaned forward. Her large breasts jiggled as she gasped. Her belly was growing slowly, hanging low as the water poured inside her.

About a minute passed before the paunch distended into a tight potbelly. “That’s good.” Cassie turned the flow off and moved behind her. She pulled the hose out carefully and popped the large butt plug into her clenched opening. Christine lamented as she stepped into the latex shorts and allowed Cassie to strap them, locking them in place just below her midsection.

Cassie rubbed her exposed pussy and licked her fingertip. “She is starting to enjoy it.” She looked to the relaxed man.
“Good, she’ll learn her place eventually. I got a guy in room 408 who bought some time, bring her there while I go work on Isabel. He pays double if he gives her a creampie.”
“Wh-what?”
The man gave her a level glare. “He likes going in bare. Is that a problem?”
“N-no, I just… What if I…” Her water filled stomach kept her docile.
“Get an STD, get pregnant? What the hell do you care? If you are a good girl then I can switch you into someone else’s body. I have a ring that makes you practically immortal, but I only let you use It if you prove that you’re loyal.” He waved her over and lightly patted her belly. “You’re going to do whatever that man says with an ass full of water.” He jabbed her stomach, causing her to buckle in agony. “Do you get me, bitch?”

Christine fell to her knees, nodding vigorously. The man grabbed her cheeks and forced her to look up at him. Squeezing, he forced her to open wide. He let a line of saliva drip into her open throat. She gagged and pulled away, “Toughen up or we will find another bitch. You replaced one of my top girls, so you better try harder, you slut!”

Cassie hoisted the full girl and brought her to the front door. Christine questioned her nudity, but Cassie pushed her into the hallway. “No one gives a shit here. We’re dinner for these fucking animals.”
“What did he mean back there?” Christine asked as they walked. “Why did you have the ring with you anyway?”
“You just mind your own business and take it like a whore.” She said, venomously.

After knocking, a black man with sleeved tattoos greeted them. He wore baggy shorts and no shirt, showing off his toned muscles. He let a slight smirk show as he eyed the topless girl up and down. His voice was deep and relaxed. “He never mentioned that she was already knocked up.”

“She’s not. That’s her punishment. That harness stays in place and you can’t use her ass.”
“Alright,” he conceded, “that works.” He pulled her arm gently and Cassie nodded as he closed the door. “What’re you keeping in there?”
“Water. It hurts.”
“Kinky, I like it. You’re going to feel like one of those waterbeds when I’m fucking you.” He brought her over to the couch and sat her down. “I got you for an hour, so let’s start with a B.J.” He moved his shorts down just enough to sling his cock over the top. It was long and incredibly thick. “Think you can take it all?”
“If you don’t do anything to me then I can help you get a shitload of money.”
“I bet. Start sucking.”

She sighed as she looked up to him. Her belly grumbled as a bubble of air moved inside her. She grabbed his warm, throbbing cock and directed it into her mouth. It touched the back of her throat and she gagged. She swallowed and tried again, this time it moved down her throat slightly before she wretched once again. “Really, I can get you money!”

He stopped her with a gesture. “You gotta toughen up.” He put his hands in her hair and moved her head back and forth upon his shaft. She choked a few times, but he didn’t hesitate. He pushed it lower and eventually he was fucking her throat, nearly fitting his wide cock inside her mouth – nearly. He pushed in hard, but it hit the back of her throat and she pushed upon his thighs, recoiling until he let her go. Christine almost threw up, but she composed herself in time. The man laughed as he leaned her onto her side. “I need to get into that pussy.”

Still teary-eyed, she spread her legs and rested her head upon the armrest. The bulky, muscular man slid his shorts to the floor and maneuvered himself into place upon the narrow couch. With some guidance, he poked the tip into her damp pussy. She took him in easily, his girth causing her to tense with overwhelming sensations. She gasped as the man pressed about halfway in and paused. She opened her eyes to see he looked frustrated. He’s trying not to cum.

She thought back to the other man’s promise of a new body and she couldn’t stop herself. She pushed upward and watched him shake his head vigorously. She ignored him, pushing onto his cock until he pressed down. The pain in her belly gave her pause, but he was already in motion. He pumped her violently, pressing into the tighter depths of her pussy, and after a few seconds, he buried himself all the way in, emptying his cock as she fought to buck him off. Unable to orgasm from a sudden cramp in her stomach, she grumbled loudly. He collapsed upon her, squishing her belly between them. She slapped his side, but he stayed in place, grunting as he continued to fill her.

He finally lifted himself and watched her for a moment. Her hurt expression gave him pause. He got up and turned Christine over without explanation. She was too sore to resist as he put her onto her stomach and crawled back onto her. He rubbed his wet, semi-hard cock between her legs until he felt her opening. He pushed in again and started moving once more. “Gotta get my money’s worth.” She let out a pathetic whimper as he fucked her with new vigor, slowly getting harder. It all hurt: the water and air compressed in her expanded belly, the man’s thick cock invading her surprisingly shallow pussy, and the fact that she was about to come. She wished she had more willpower, but holding the enema for so long had robbed her of most rational thinking. She relaxed and allowed the man to plow her with oddly arousing force.

She focused on the pleasure and let out short, quick moans as she climaxed. This caused the man to fuck her as hard and fast as he could. She loved it. She almost came a second time, but he shifted and poked her painfully below. It took a few minutes until he filled her a again. The feeling of elation passed and Christine found herself aching all over as the man lay upon her, his cock twitching inside her.

The man got up and put his shorts back on. “That was good. Thanks for letting me nut in you.” She nodded despondently. “I’m here for the week, so I’ll see you again soon.”

She thought again about mentioning the nameless man’s stash a few doors down the hall, but she decided it wasn’t a good idea. What can he do? He would just complicate things. She went to the bathroom and left. She thought about making an escape, but she guessed the guy at the main desk was paid to watch for her. I need to get out of this body too, and that son of a bitch knows it, I’m trapped.

Cassie answered the door and brought her back inside. “Can you please take this damned thing off of me now?” Christine pleaded to the man watching smugly.
He scoffed and grabbed his keys from the table as he walked to the door. “I have to run a few errands. You keep her company while I’m gone.” He slapped Cassie’s tight ass. “I’ll be back in an hour.”
“Wh-what?” Christine stammered. “You can’t just leave me like this!”
The man stopped in the doorway, turning back with malice in his eyes. “I am not stupid. I know you’re still some defiant bitch looking for the first chance to fuck me over. I’m never going to trust you, but I am going to break you. Sooner or later you’ll realize that I control you; you’re going to live a short, shitty life or a long, pleasurable life, but that depends on you.” His voice dropped to a dangerous tone. “I will ruin you if I have to.” He stared her down as she fought back tears. “I’ll be back in an hour and that stays on!”

She outright begged before he slammed the door. Cassie said nothing as she sat upon the couch and turned on the television. Once it was certain the man wouldn’t return, she decided to sit as well. Time passed as they sat, watching some boring documentary about aquatic life. Christine thought about her situation and how she could end it. Her mind ventured to dark places as she endured the agonizing ache in her belly. There has to be a way out, I can’t just be one of his whores for the rest of my life. She thought about getting a new body, about Cassie moving back to this one, and about her previous encounter. She studied Cassie for a time. Why would she let a stranger get this body pregnant if she wanted it back? She seems awfully calm for someone in her situation.

“You lied to me, didn’t you?” They looked at one another. “This isn’t your body.”
Cassie sighed. “Yeah.” She paused to gather her thoughts. “I have to get on his good side or this won’t work. We have to wait until he opens the safe and then we can snatch the ring and the money and get the fuck out of here!”
“Bullshit, how many other people has he done this to?”
“Look, I did lie, but there was a reason. You wouldn’t have come with me if I told you I was going to get you into a sex ring, would you? I can stop this and I’m really close, but you have to play along!”
Christine looked down to the silver lock resting upon her bulging belly. Her stomach gurgled, but she suffered through it. “I can’t handle this much longer.”

“You’d be surprised at what you can handle. I’ve been here for months and I’ve been in five bodies. He isn’t lying when he says he’ll give you another body, but you have to earn it.” She gave a distant look. “I have come too far and I need your help. I have a plan, but if we mess it up then it’s going to get worse for us both – much, much worse.”

She’s still lying, but I need to find a way out of this and I don’t have a plan. Christine put a hand on her growling belly. “I don’t care. I want out of this. Get me out by tonight!”
Cassie struck Christine’s distended belly with the side of her hand, causing the girl in bondage to groan and curl forward defensively. “You are not jeopardizing what we have been working for! You will do whatever the fuck he says or I will make your life even more miserable!” Cassie pushed her onto her side and jabbed her behind her arm. Christine burst into tears as Cassie struck her again.

“Stop, stop, please!”
“Are you going to listen to me now?” Christine gave a pained nod as she stared at the floor. “You have to deal with whatever he does to you and don’t mention anything about our conversation today, got it?” Another submissive nod. “He’s right, though, I know you’re not broken yet.” She pulled Christine back up and put a hand between her legs. The thick girl sat tensely as Cassie rubbed a finger along her slit. “I’ve been through more than you’ll ever know to get this far and we aren’t the only girls involved… but we aren’t ready yet, understand?”

Christine said nothing as Cassie continued rubbing between her legs. Cassie massaged the meek girl’s belly carefully before inserting a finger into her damp privates. “See, you still can enjoy this. You probably don’t understand your new body yet, but everything you feel can be more intense – pain and pleasure.” Cassie leaned the full girl back once again, getting in between her legs and lightly licking the button atop her smooth, shaven pussy. “Just stop fighting and he will lose interest.” She slipped her tongue inside to taste her juices. “He feeds upon defiance and he will do whatever he can to provoke you.”

The slim girl lifted Christine’s meaty legs onto her shoulders as she buried her face into her mound. Christine’s full belly and heavy breasts rocked as Cassie pleased her. The feeling made her forget her predicament, feeling warmth spreading throughout her body. She pushed up and Cassie wrapped her arms around her thighs, not holding back as she licked. Christine moaned as she held her prominent breasts, feeling orgasm building. Suddenly, Cassie stopped. Christine looked down to see the woman watching her uncaringly. “Are you going to sell me out?”
Christine paused.
“Are you going to sell me out?” Cassie asked again, reaching low to press against the butt plug.
The pain only added to her excitement. “N-no.”
“Give me your word or I’ll stop right here!”
“I won’t, I promise, just keep going please!”
Cassie smiled before going back to work. Her tongue slipped back in and Christine came instantly. She convulsed, gasping as she wrapped her legs around the girl’s head. The pain returned slowly, but it was more manageable now. Cassie arose and wiped away the wetness from her chin, smiling with her eyes.

“See, it’s not all bad. Trust me.”

An Offering to the Kraken

Standard

The ship listed to the left as they rode the incoming wave. It rocked back and forth, cutting through the stormy waters. She knew what they had planned for her. The savage captain had killed her parents and her younger sister, but kept her alive. She closed her eyes, but no sleep came. Time passed, waters calmed, and she could see a beam of sunlight peeking through the ceiling boards.

The door burst open. A greasy, heavy-set man came in first, directing his companion toward her. “We’re almost there, lass. Best get yer belly full before we roll in.” He sat an item wrapped in cloth on the floor and kicked it to her. Some pickled herring and a partial loaf of bread.
The second man was burly, with matted, jet-black hair. “We shouldn’t be wastin’ the food on her, Tom. Let’s just fuck her and let her find sustenance on our cocks.”
“Ya silly bastard! She’s got to be a maiden for this to work.”
“She’ll still be a maiden if she sucks us dry, Tom!”
“Aint worth it. The captain will gut us if he finds us stickin’ her.”
The strong man scoffed. “You’re so noble, fat man.”
“I may be fat, but I got the brains you tart!”

The two men bickered as they left. Thora thought back to her family, how they sat around drinking ale and celebrating their bountiful harvest. The pirates came for them that night; ships rolling in under the cover of darkness. They raided their seaside village, killing half of the townsfolk and stealing most of their food supply. Thora was their only captive. The captain had explained how he would use her as an offering to an ageless beast known as the Kraken. Thora had no idea what was to come, but she knew there was no escape.

Her chains clanked as she unwrapped the food and sank her teeth into the gooey vittles. The bread was hard, but reasonably fresh. This was one of the many spoils they had taken from her village. She ate the dry loaf and washed it down with some warm water. Sated and groggy, she finally was able to rest for a while as the creaking galleon rocked her to sleep.

The opening door startled her awake. The two men grabbed her pale arms and brought her to the upper deck. The sun burned her eyes after three days in relative darkness. The grizzled, sunbaked man wore a wine stained blouse underneath a gray overcoat. A well-cared cutlass hung from his lopsided belt. He eyed her with a dangerous smile. His weathered skin was hidden beneath a shiny salt and pepper beard.

“Do you see that island over there?” He spoke in her native tongue as he pointed to a prominent chunk of land on the horizon. “The beast I wish to summon has been spotted near these lands.” He walked slowly and proudly as he spoke. “We took from the village on the largest island and that is where I heard of the offering. Every ten years they offer a maiden to the monster from the deep in exchange for its protection.”

“An exotic virgin from the colder North will surely entice this monster to protect my ship.” He grinned, showing his yellowed teeth. “My name will live forever with a Kraken at my command.”

He allowed her to sit topside as they approached the vibrant tropical island. They dropped anchor and embarked on a rickety rowboat. The two men bickered once more as their boots sank into the wet sand. They pulled the boat onto shore and the captain led Thora down the coast. They came to a stone platform on the water’s edge, noticing an indigenous boy watching from the tree line.

“They won’t bother us since we’re offering to their god. Strip her and bind her over there.”
The two lackeys did as commanded, ripping away her clothes and leaving her alabaster skin exposed. They spun her around and sat her down on the stone pedestal, leaning against a massive stone in the center. They lifted the large rounded stone just enough to put her manacle chain underneath. Grunting, the duo dropped it and rejoined their leader a few steps away.

“Are you sure this will work? She don’t look very appetizing.”
“Of course it will!”
“I heard a lady’s juices will excite things, maybe we should get her goin’.”
The captain, Hernan, studied her for a moment. He walked closer and knelt in the water before her. He easily spread her legs and put out his tongue to explore her crimson bush. “You taste pretty nice down there – sweet like a strawberry!” He put his head back down and prodded her with his tongue. She fought, trying to repel the disgusting man, but she had never felt such sensations before. Small waves splashed against them as he continued. Soon the anger passed and she moaned as he pleased her.

Hernan got to his feet, leaving her wanting more of the amazing feeling. A wave rolled up upon her legs. The muscled man stared as the others passed. “That should bring it around. Too bad we can’t fuck her.” He stared longingly. The captain stopped and drew his cutlass. Without a word, he turned and rended the man’s chest. The lackey gripped the wound, stumbling away and falling upon his back in the sand.
“I do not care what you want. You are a simpleton and I am finished coddling you.” Hernan lifted his blade to strike again, but the bleeding man’s pitiful attempt to guard himself with his arms stopped him. “Perhaps the beast will feast on you as well.” The larger lackey’s eyes were wide with bewilderment. “Are you going to cause me a problem too?” Tom shook his head quickly. “Good, let’s get back to the ship.”

Waves splashed higher, cleaning away the stickiness between her legs. The wounded man gasped and grunted as he writhed in the sand a few yards away. The rowboat carrying two cast out, heading back to the ship. Thora watched her reflection in the surf. Her bright red hair and her grayish eyes had always turned heads. Her freckled shoulders prickled with the cold as she waited for her fate. She wondered if anything would come or if she would freeze to death out here. She felt the spray of cold salty water on her low hanging breasts. Her nipples hardened as she tried to recall thoughts of her family.

A deep sound roused her from her reflection. Another, louder low-pitched sound came. A shadow moved beneath the Spanish galleon – something enormous. She jumped as she watched a huge tentacle erupt from the water, rising well above the mighty ship. It hung in the air for a few moments before it fell back lifelessly, directly striking the middle of the ship. The masts splintered and snapped, collapsing as the giant gray feeler ripped through the body of the boat. Screams echoed across the water as another arm sprang up in a spray of brine, hitting the broken ship with another strike. Wood blasted horizontally, covering a vast area in remnants of the once mighty vessel. Few survivors clung to flotsam as the monster left them to their fate.

The men in the rowboat paddled frantically, attempting to return to land. The water below them quaked as a tentacle launched them high into the air. Both men flailed and howled as they fell down from a ridiculous height, disappearing into the waves. The wounded man called weakly for his former friend. Upon striking the water, however, the hurt man put his head back, closing his eyes as lay silently.

Thora clenched her eyes as she waited for the monster to come for her. Screams were intermittent now, as most of the pirates had been pulled under. She opened her eyes as she heard something. She saw a tentacle lifted high into the air, blocking her view of the afternoon sun. She howled as it fell, shaking the ground as it crushed the man who had fallen nearby. Sand sprayed in all directions, raining upon her as she turned away. The mighty feeler stayed in place as another shot from the water, landing on her other side. Once the sandy spray dissipated, she saw the monster’s body slide toward her from beneath the waves and she tried desperately to free herself, but the rock held firmly.

The Kraken pulled itself closer and out of the water, extending a smaller, slimy tube outward as it moved closer. Thora bucked and screamed as the long, arm-sized protrusion bounced against her closed legs. Suddenly the beast let out a low growl as it hit her legs with the soft extremity. She shook as it moved the cold, slimy limb between her legs, forcing them apart as it put the tip into her loins. Thora lost her breath as the beast penetrated her.

The translucent shaft widened and she watched countless black orbs sliding toward her. She felt small, squishy balls press into her opening. She scooted back, but the monster’s shaft was stuck in place, continuing to fill her with its eggs. Her belly raised as the orbs forced their way inside. She whimpered and squirmed as her belly filled. The experience didn’t hurt, it just seemed uncomfortable.

She thought back to the man’s tongue tracing her lower region. She felt the discomfort lessen and she grew warm. Her stomach had doubled, growing as large as her mother’s belly just before she had her sister. She moaned as she felt the unusual feeling rising in her body once again. With her arms still trapped, she leaned back and lifted her legs, allowing the monster to slide slightly deeper. The flow of eggs increased and she trembled with excitement, laughing as she felt an indescribable feeling wash over her entire body.

She opened her eyes to see her belly was high enough to block her view of the shaft. She leaned to the side and saw a very thick clump of eggs sliding toward her. She shook, trying desperately to avoid the unwelcome objects. A strong pressure moved between her legs, which built and built. Soon it felt unbearable, and after a wrenching pain, it finally slid past. A huge blob of eggs popped inside, causing her to let out a loud, anguished gasp. She felt the beast withdraw, slipping the slimy proboscis from her sore opening. She watched as the enormous feelers slid back into the water, moving a large amount of the white sand along with them. The greenish-blue water was hazy as the beast slipped under the surf and vanished with one quick, deep howl.

Grunting, using all of her might, she was unable to push the eggs free. Her stomach towered above her; it was larger than she thought possible. An eerie silence fell across the area. The sounds of the rolling waves were relaxing after such a horrifying display. The wooden debris thumped occasionally, and she could see bodies bobbing in the distant water. She felt tired and weak as she tried and failed again to release the objects. Her eyes drifted shut and she slipped into darkness.
 
She awoke to the sound of many men grunting behind her. She felt her arm bindings move and she instinctually pulled, finally free from beneath the boulder. She turned to see five sun-kissed young men standing around the rock, pleased at their strength. One of the chains links was bent, allowing them to disconnect it. The broken manacles remained, but now she could move her arms independently. The men spoke in a foreign tongue, but one knew a few words.

“Special.” He pointed to her and then to her belly.
Thora groaned painfully. “Help me.”
The man handed her a clay mug filled with fresh water. “Drink.”

Thora was incredibly thirsty as she gulped it down in four swigs. She wasn’t sure what would happen now. Every chance of leaving the island was gone, but at least she was alive. She felt a tinge of pain and wondered how long that would last.

“Return.” The man smiled, nodding quickly. “Soon.” A few men on the outer ring started back toward the trees.
“I don’t… j-just help me get this out!” She pleaded.
“Stay here.” The remaining men turned, leaving her alone again on the stone pedestal. Thora tried to move, but the sheer weight and size of her belly made it impossible. After a long struggle, she rolled to her side and fell back asleep as the sun warmed her pale skin.

The sun was setting when she awoke. She spied a group of natives approaching, thirty or forty young men, all completely naked. Clearly confused, the man who spoke a few words of Danish tried to help her understand. “Ritual.” He placed a hand on her outstretched stomach as the men encircled her.

“Please… no.” The shooting pain lessened into a constant ache, and she still felt immensely tired. She could see their stiff cocks and she was afraid of what would come next.
“Ritual and… and free.” The man struggled to construct the phrase.
“Free?” She groaned as she laid back. “I don’t have much of a say, do I?” She put her arms down and waited. “Be gentle.” Thora hoped they understood.

The men hoisted her into the sand and onto her hands and feet. They tilted her forward upon her belly, at an angle that kept her rump held high. Some men lined up while others stood to watch, all stroking themselves. The talkative man was at the front of the line. He offered his cock with a smile.

Thora pursed her lips and nodded before she opened wide and let him enter her mouth. The man moaned as he pressed in and out in a slow motion. Suddenly he gasped and pulled out, trotting around behind her. He pushed into her surprisingly resilient vagina and pumped only twice before he shot his load against the wall of eggs inside her.

Another man stepped up and she licked him in the same manner. This man, after a moment, stepped behind her casually and slipped his member into her ass. Thora reached back, rolling forward onto her shoulder, pressing her head against the cool sand. She complained, begging him to stop as she waved her arm wildly. The man pushed in with a loud groan of pleasure. He fucked her as another man stepped forward and pulled her shoulders, lifting her head back up to waist level. He stifled her complaints with his cock and the man behind followed her ass as it moved, continuing to pound her.

The man in her ass slowed and pushed in deeply before he withdrew and quickly stuck it in her pussy. He too shot his seed as deep as he could go with the eggs in place. The process continued for what seemed like an eternity. Some men went directly in the front while others stuck it in her tighter asshole first. Some couldn’t swap holes fast enough and shot it in her butt. Thora had no choice, accepting every man’s seed as they took turns using her. Some men finished in her more than once. She was surprised how little had come out as they continued. It was almost as if their seed was being absorbed by the eggs somehow.

The group of men continued into the night, illuminated by torch light. Thora closed her eyes and tried to think of a better time from back home. She would find orgasm from time to time, and try to cast her mind elsewhere when not feeling pleasure. She was sore all over when she noticed no one was using her mouth to dampen their organ. She was elated to see men leaving and the men who stayed were no longer hard. The last man finished in her sore pussy and they rolled her over, putting her back upon the pedestal before they left, laughing and speaking in a foreign tongue.

Sleep found her easily after the relentless use of her body. The midmorning sun hurt her eyes when she awoke. Small waves rolled upon the shore, and it rolled against her gargantuan stomach as she sat against the stone. Her stomach seemed somehow bigger than the previous night and she felt movement inside. It was terrifying to watch bulges appear momentarily as the creatures inside tried to find a way out. This lasted for a long time until she felt overwhelming urgency to release.

A blast of water came from between her legs, relieving the pressure. She felt many small creatures wriggling as they moved lower in her midsection. She felt a cold slap as they hit her inner thighs. Numerous small creatures flopped in the sand until the wave came to pull them into the ocean. She started counting them to keep herself distracted from the strange sensation of being emptied. About fifty of them, she thought, all about the size of her fist, and all looked like tiny versions of the enormous monster from the previous day.

Some were very small, she noticed, and they stayed close to the shore while the others swam out of sight. Her stomach was nearly back to normal, but she could still feel a few inside her that weren’t moving. Before she could try to get them out, however, another wave hit and she saw a smaller creature between her legs. She was shocked as the baby kraken pushed her ass open and wriggled inside. She gasped as it snaked its way through her insides.

She tried to stand, but slipped on the wet stone, her cushy rump hitting the sand and her legs spread in front of her. The small creatures saw their opportunity and jostled for positon, slipping into her rump one by one. It happened quickly, and she tried to grab a few of the monsters, but they were slippery and all of them passed through her grasp. She gave up after a minute of frustration, and guessed about twenty of them had gone back inside by the end. It felt oddly pleasant, if she wanted to be honest.

Her offspring writhed in her ass, and she decided to accept the feeling by touching herself. Her belly hung low once again as she rolled onto her hands and knees. She rubbed her button as they shifted. She opened her eyes to see the Dutch-speaking tribesman approaching and she continued to pleasure herself as she looked into his eyes. She howled with delight as the man watched. She could see her skin pressing outward as the tiny creatures nestled inside her.

She lay on her side in the warm sand. It took a while before they settled and allowed her to think straight. “Why did they go back in?”
“Mother.” He pointed at her before pointing between her legs. “Not ready for sea.”
“So I keep them in me for another day then I’m free?”
He nodded. “Free until next time.” He smiled warmly.
“N-next time?”
He rubbed her belly with her cold, wet belly with his warm hand. “Many more times.”

Problem Solver

Standard

Alma scribbled away on yet another form dealing with the Olsen case. How many different ways can I say there was inconclusive evidence? She sighed. Hopefully this is the last time I have to explain it to the higher ups. She finished and hand delivered it to her boss.

The big woman finished writing and closed her folder. Her small eyes and upturned nose countered her large red lips and her thick jowls. The woman looked angry most of the time, and Alma could tell that she had been waiting for her. “Are these for the Olsen case?” Alma nodded. “Good. Have a seat. I’ve read through your reports and I noticed you changed a lot of your initial statements. I found a copy that said you ‘firmly believed the parents were engaging in statutory rape.’ The redacted page says it was a ‘misunderstanding.’ Care to elaborate, Ms. Kollar?”

“Mrs. Bergen, I was writing my reports based on witnesses and they all changed their stories. So, I changed my findings.”
She nodded slowly, putting her elbows upon her desk, causing it to creak. “Very well, I want you to make another follow-up visit. But first, you have to visit Stephanie and Henry Hagan.”
“Their aunt and uncle?”
“Yes, she called and asked about our findings, saying she thinks it was a mistake. She thinks something is still going on and we missed it completely.” The woman held up a hand, preemptively quieting Alma’s defense. “Just talk with them and see if you were mistaken. I’ve never doubted your judgment, don’t make me start now, Alma. If it was a mistake then you need to correct it sooner rather than later.”

With a good amount of test answers memorized, Ashley found the next problem. The blonde girl with a venomous smile watched her coming down the hall.

Before she could talk to Candice, however, Jake intercepted her. “How’s it going? Can we have a quickie?”
“No!” Ashley whispered. “Why the hell would you even think of that?”
“Listen, just help me out. It’s been a while.” He glanced back to the blonde girl, now fishing through her locker.
“I am not your backup, Jake. Get away from me!”
“Fuck me and I won’t tell everyone about Jack’s mom!”
Anything to get laid. She used the command rod. “Don’t tell anyone else about that and tell your friends to keep it quiet too.” She contemplated commanding him to never be hard again or to be Candice’s personal servant, but she decided against it. She looked past him, only to realize Candice was gone now. Damnit! She gave another thoughtful look at Jake. “Fine, find us a quiet spot to fuck.” I’ll use him this time.

They took a long walk before diverting into the empty gymnasium. From there they went into the unlocked equipment storage room. To her surprise, they interrupted another couple. Darnell’s impressive cock slapped his leg as he jumped back with surprise.

“You said you locked it!” The slim black girl had her legs spread as she lay back upon the desk. Ashley knew her well. Delanie had a notable overbite, but her clear, deep brown eyes and dimpled cheeks gave her an entrancing girl-next-door appearance. Her left breast sat slightly higher than the right, but her stomach was toned and her arms and legs muscular. She gave them a disgusted look as she covered her chest and crossed her legs. “Candice would love to hear about this, I bet!” She reached for her shirt draped over the basketball caddy.

Jake closed the door and began unbuttoning Ashley’s shorts. Everyone else was shocked, including Ashley, as both layers of her pants fell to her ankles. “Jake, stop!” She slapped his hand.
He huffed as he held up his hands disarmingly. “What? They don’t mind.”
“Uh, actually we do!” Delanie held her shirt as she pointed to the door. “You need to leave. Darnell isn’t part of your crew anymore, asshole.”
“Someone is pussy whipped.”
Delanie stopped Darnell’s retort. “He doesn’t hang out with you anymore because you’re mean and you sleep with whatever bitch is available to you.” She gave Ashley another revolted glance. “That’s right, I know you had a bunch of guys do some freaky crap with you. Word gets around here!”

She thought back to when she first met Delanie. I bumped into her and called her a name. We argued and eventually I got her to cry. I treated people like dirt and I would have continued if Jack hadn’t come along. Most people just ignore me now and talk behind my back, but Delanie is unusually brave. “These were the guys. We had a foursome.” Ashley wasn’t sure why she said it.

Delanie turned to her boyfriend with a mixture of revulsion and fury. “Is that true, Darnell?”
“Uh…”
She used her shirt to swat him, letting her opposite arm move higher and expose one of her nipples. He hunkered down, defending himself from the strikes. His large shaft bouncing as he stepped away. The angry girlfriend turned with scorn in her eyes. “You bitch! You better leave my man alone!”
“Your man? He is just like the rest of them!” She grabbed the command rod from her crumpled shorts, ready to stop her.
“At least I’m not some second rate booty call. Half of the school probably had a turn in you.”
Ashley’s hands trembled with anger. “Quit being a prude and shove it up your ass!”

The girl’s arms dropped to her side, allowing full view of her toned body and trimmed pussy. Her boobs bounced as one arm darted out and snatched the command rod from Ashley’s hand. Stunned, Ashley watched as she opened her mouth and pushed the black metal rod to the back of her throat, licking it visibly. Ashley put up a hand, wordlessly trying to halt her. Delanie made herself gag before she took it out and brought it behind her. She spread her ass and worked the rod into her tight backdoor within a few moments.

“Holy shit!” Jake exclaimed with a smile.
“Uh, Delanie, you…” Ashley said cautiously.
“Darnell,” She grabbed his semi-hard cock gently. “It’s okay, go ahead and stick it back in.” Darnell shrugged and guided his organ between her legs once again, rubbing the tip up and down along her slit as she spread it wide. He pressed in and she gasped with delight.

It was mesmerizing to watch as he thrust deep into the tensed girl with smooth chocolatey skin. She groaned with delight as he leaned forward to give her a sensual kiss. They looked into one another’s eyes, completely absorbed in the moment.

Jake unzipped his pants, looking to Ashley hopefully. “Ready now?”
She shook her head, her bottom clothes still around her feet. “Wait till they’re done.”
Delanie turned to them, “It’s fine. Put something up your ass and let him fuck you too!”

Ashley searched the room until her vision landed on a bucket full of golf balls. She opened a nearby container of wet wipes and cleaned a few of the balls before slipping them into her ass, one by one. She held three of the dimpled balls in her ass as she walked to the large neon green exercise ball. She crawled over the ball, rolling side to side as she balanced. She spread her legs, moving her knees out and presenting herself to the excited boy. Jake held his cock, rubbing it against her wet pussy until he slid it inside.

The balls in her ass and his throbbing cock in her pussy caused her to moan loudly. Jake shifted forward, grabbing her hips and making her feel like she may roll forward. He pulled her back, onto his shaft, fucking her wildly as she wobbled on the sphere. Ashley’s golden blonde hair fell forward as she put out a hand to stabilize herself. She glanced to the other couple, still going at it. Watching as Delanie stared intently as her boyfriend drilled her. Sweat formed on his brow as he held her legs to the side, her tight lower lips squeezing his cock.

Delanie’s eyes rolled back as she found release. She looked almost pained, letting out a high moan as she dug her fingers into Darnell’s shoulders. He continued, lifting her legs onto his shoulders as the aftershocks caused her to shudder. She turned, closing her eyes as he pulled out and stroked his cock, launching streams of cum onto her chest and face.

Her pleased view turned to Ashley as Jake fucked her awkwardly upon the exercise ball. “You don’t look like you’re having fun.”
“Ugh!” Ashley grunted as Jake lifted her legs, holding her like a wheelbarrow upon the green globe.
“Put something else up her ass! Maybe then she’ll like it.”
“It’s just… The position!” Jake let her legs down after another thrust. “I just feel like I’m going to fall.”

She stood, turning to see Jake inspecting the shelves, ignoring her reasoning. Jake moved with sudden purpose, snatching the baseball sitting on the shelf, wiping it clean before he let a line of saliva slide over it. Holding her hip, he pressed it between her warm, lightly tanned ass cheeks, causing her to yelp. He pulled it back and licked two of his fingers on the opposite hand before shoving them up her ass with ease, pushing the golf balls deeper. Ashley leaned forward, onto the exercise ball, holding herself upright as he fingered her ass. He slipped another finger in, stretching her in different ways before he pushed his pinky finger inside.

After opening her up, he tried again, bringing the lubricated baseball behind her and attempting to push it in. Her face twisted as he tried to force it inside. The others watched her struggle. “It’s too much!” She detested, resting on her outstretched hands, but Jake continued pushing. He let another line of spit slide over the ball, smearing it around and also using some on her ass before he tried again.
“Ashley, just let him do it, you might like it!” Delanie smiled, looking to her amazed boyfriend. She put his cock back in place and he began fucking her again. “I bet she loves all sorts of weird things in her ass!”

Ashley arose and bent forward, spreading her ass with both hands. The baseball still didn’t fit in her ass after a few more attempts. She used a few fingers to press the golf balls deeper into her ass again, trying to open herself up enough to accept the ball. “It won’t go in!”
Delanie looked to Jake with raised eyebrows. “Help her with that bat!”
Ashley steadied her breathing as she saw Jake approach with the baseball bat. “J-just be careful.”
Jake brought the larger end up and pushed firmly. Immense pain washed over her as it nearly breached her backside. The bat was slightly smaller, but it too was difficult to accept. After working it side to side, the bat end finally popped in for a few seconds before she pulled away from the sudden pain. He put the wet baseball against her hand until she took it.
“Hold it against your ass.”

She recovered and bent forward over the exercise ball, holding the baseball in place against her asshole, uncertain of his plan. She glanced over her shoulder to see him grinning. He gripped the bat handle tightly with one hand and guided the larger end with his opposing palm. He drew back and rammed the bat forward, nearly forcing the large baseball into her unprepared asshole. Ashley bucked wildly, jumping upward with a scream. She tiled her head up, staring at the ceiling as she grumbled. ”That hurt so fucking much!”
“It’s fine, you almost had it!” Delanie suggested while being pounded. Darnell scoffed as he lowered his head and latched on to one of her tits.

Ashley bent down yet again, lowering herself completely onto the ball and retrieving the soiled baseball from the floor. She wiped it clean and held it against her small ass. She was determined to take it this time, so she moved it back and slipped a few fingers inside before she was ready to try again. She calmed herself and put the ball in place.
Jake tilted her forward and put the end of the bat upon the ball. “Ready?”
She rested on her elbows, almost to do a somersault as she held her ass high. “Uh, yeah. Do it!”

He drew back and pounded the bat downward, hitting the ball right in the center. The elastic ball beneath her allowed her to shift down as the ball opened her, but again failed to go in. She screamed as Jake shifted her back into place and gave the ball another, stronger tap with the bat. She felt excruciating pain as the baseball finally breached her ass, pushing inside as she rolled forward and onto her back. She gasped, unable to find words as she saw Jake standing above her, enjoying her pain.
“I… I can’t… That hurts so, so… I can’t…”

Her aching ass wanted to expel the ball, but it wasn’t coming out.

“It’s stuck! I can’t get it out!” She huffed as she prepared before pushing with all of her might. The ball wasn’t even visible as she lay there in agony. She turned and got on her knees, pushing and failing once again. “Help me, I can’t get it out and it hurts!”

“I thought she’d like that.” She turned to her boyfriend, still pounding her as she laid upon the table. “I guess her ass was tighter than I thought!” Darnell pulled out once again to shower her with semen.

Ashley begged for help, but they all just laughed as she tried desperately to force the object free. She used her fingers and felt it move a little farther. A knock came on the door. Startled, Ashley’s ass tightened and she lost all of the progress.
“What are you kids doing in there?” They heard a jangle as the teacher searched for the key.
“Oh shit, get dressed!” Delanie rushed to wipe some of Darnell’s seed away before putting on her clothes. Jake zipped up, barely concealing his boner. Ashley sprang up and got her shorts and panties, putting them on and buttoning them, feeling outlandish discomfort as she moved.

Delanie buttoned the last button on her blouse and Darnell fixed his collar as the forty something man burst in. His cropped jet-black goatee made him look like a movie villain, but they all knew he was more of a nuisance than anything. “You kids shouldn’t be in here now, classes are about to start.” He eyed them, looking for something out of place. He ignored the bucket of golf balls and wet wipes sitting on the floor. “Go get ready.” He ushered them out of the room.

Ashley moved slowly, focusing intensely to keep the object from moving lower. As they left the gym she felt it shift, and she suddenly had the urge to push. It stopped again, unable to slip through her painfully stretched opening. Ashley let out a sad moan as they walked. “Please, get it out of me.”

“Yeah, this thing is starting to hurt too.” They continued as a group until they found a bathroom. The bell rang and Delanie told Darnell not to wait for her. They went into the empty ladies room and Jake followed them in.
“Get out of here!” Ashley whispered with irritation.
“I need to get off! It will just take a second!”
“No! I have to get this out!”
Delanie scoffed as she went into the first stall and locked the door. “Oh, just let him have a quickie.”
“Fine.” Ashley grabbed his hand, leading him into the larger stall. She undid her pants and closed the toilet lid. She directed Jake to sit and she pulled out his dick and sucked it vigorously.
“Oh, oh, wait, I gotta get in your pussy before I bust.”
“You’re not coming in me!” Ashley got up and straddled him, sliding him inside without effort.

The ball shifted deeper as he pulled her legs and leaned her back. “I’m about to blow, so you better pick a hole.”
“You can’t go in my ass, so shoot on my belly.” He bounced her, the pleasure offsetting her pain for a time.
“I’m not pulling out.” He said as if she should accept it.
She slid backwards, standing up awkwardly. “You’re not coming in me!”
“Just let him cum in your ass! Just the tip, you’ll barely feel it and it will help get the ball out.” A metal clank came from the other bathroom stall as Delanie grunted.

“Fine, just the tip. Fuck the front until you’re ready, though.”

She backed up and sat on him, guiding him inside. He bounced her a handful of times before her lifted her, lined himself up, and pressed into her packed asshole. The pain caused her pussy to drip with excitement. He shifted her gently until she felt his warmth filling her rump. She shifted to balance herself, but Jake held her in place. Ashley howled, as she unexpectedly leaned back and suddenly found all of her weight pressing her down upon his cock.

“Oh, no, it’s too much! It’s too… muuu…” His shaft found a spot next to the ball stuck in her butt, buried fully as he grunted. A wave of euphoria struck her, and the pain lessened for a few moments as her skin warmed and her body tingled. She gasped with elation, followed by torment as the orgasm passed. She was nearly in tears as she stood, involuntarily pushing the ball that was still lodged in her ass. Determined, she built her strength and used all of her might, pushing as she bent forward. With the help of Jake’s bodily fluids, the baseball launched from her ass, followed by the golf balls. They clacked as the bounced in different directions. She let out a drained groan as she held herself up with the wall.

“Gross!” Jake laughed as he tucked his organ away. He unlocked the door and only stopped when she called his name weakly. “What? I have to get to class.”
“Y-you do that to me and you won’t even help me clean up?”
“You should help her, Jake. She let you have her ass, after all.”
“I’m sorry, I have to get to class, I’m already late!”

Ashley called his name once again as he left. She looked at the damp balls sitting upon the gray floor tiles. She lazily walked to the toilet and sat down, cleaning her wrecked backside.
“I can come in there and help if you want.” The other toilet flushed.
“No, no, I’ll be fine. You can go to class.”
“Okay.” There was a long pause. “Did you like it?”
“Kind of. It hurt a lot, but it was kind of an accomplishment. I don’t know.”
“Sorry I called you names.”
“It’s okay, you were right.”
Another long pause. “Maybe we could hang out this summer.”
Ashley smiled as she sat, recovering. “Sure.” Delanie bid her goodbye and left her to gather up the soiled balls. Luckily no one was around since the classes were in session, so Ashley took her time. She knew she could use the rod to persuade teacher to mark her as present. With that in mind, once she cleaned up, she went into the next stall and found the command rod stuffed in the tiny trash can. She took it to the sink and scrubbed. Ugh, I still have to deal with Candice and my dad. Her ass throbbed. I have to be smarter next time. She continued scrubbing the smooth black metal as she thought. Who am I kidding, I had a baseball up my ass! She scoffed. And I loved it.

She stopped at her locker right as the bell rang. Completely drained, she decided to head home early. She stepped outside and nearly collided with Candice. “Woah, I thought you might be avoiding me!”
“Actually, I was looking for you.”
“Hah, so you let Jake get a quickie in first? He is a horn dog.”
“How did you know?”
“You’re walking kind of funny and Jake had just come from asking me.” She smiled smugly. “So, spill the beans. How did you scare him?”
Ashley touched the command rod. “I want you to get rid of those recordings; don’t show them to anyone or post them online either. Understand.”
“Yeah.” The girl walked away, presumably to complete her new task. That was easier than I thought.

Later, her backdoor was extremely sore when her father came home; she decided to alleviate the pain before fixing her final problem. A quickie sounds fun. She called him upstairs as she lay on the bed expectantly, wearing nothing while her legs were spread wide. Her father was speechless as he stood in the doorway. Commanding him, she directed him to remove his pants and lick her for a few minutes before fucking her slowly.

Her father’s tongue explored her as he wrapped his strong arms around her hips. She pressed against him, slightly aroused by the aching in her posterior. She bit her lip as she rubbed her hand through his hair. She fought off the first orgasm, knowing that the second would be all the more amazing. Finally, he wiped his chin and moved higher, touching his warm organ against her damp mound. He missed a few times before she put her legs upon his shoulders and he guided himself in. The familiar pain caught her off guard.

“Wrong hole, wrong hole!”
“Uh, you know I like your ass.”
“No, just, stop.”
“I can’t, baby, I’m about to.”

He pumped her slowly. Ashley tried to put her legs down, but he hugged them tightly. She felt every agonizing inch as he relished in the feeling. She frantically reached for the command rod, but it had become entangled in the covers. He pushed in deeply and she lost her breath as she tried not to burst into tears. She felt his cock throb, causing her to tense and moan in discomfort with every load he deposited into her sore rump.

“G-go in the f-front.”
“But, I-“
“PLEASE! Go in the front!”

Her father pulled out and used his hand to guide his wet, semi-flaccid cock into her pussy. Ashley scrunched her face as she violently thrusted upward upon his hips. It took very little time before she rocked with an intense orgasm. She pulled her dad’s head down to lock in a passionate kiss as the finish amazing subsided. With her mind in a fog, she moved the covers until she discovered the command rod once again.

“I want you to forget we’ve had sex. I still want your attention, but I want you to understand that fucking your daughter is wrong. Also… don’t get upset when I swear.” After he left, she laid back and rejoiced. I did it. All of my problems are fixed now. Only two more days of school and all my worries will be gone. She drifted to sleep, lying naked and soiled.