Upper Management

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He was conflicted. Last night was quite enjoyable, but he knew fucking his sister was wrong on so many levels. It was through a portal and I wouldn’t even know if I didn’t check… She tricked me, so this is on her! He just couldn’t get her out of his mind. She was oddly solitary afterward too. He checked in with her, but she was acting as if nothing happened. He knew better – she was avoiding him. He had to push the thought to the back of his mind because today he planned to have some fun with his boss.
 
He clocked in, immediately startled by Angela’s shrill voice. “Elliot!” Her heels clacked as she came in close. “I need you to bring this package to this address first thing. Be discreet.” She passed him the heavy manila envelope before returning to her office.
 
It was bulkier than the previous deliveries and he had a good idea of the contents. He trudged back outside, making his way along the sidewalk as a chill snaked beneath his coat. Curiosity got the better of him; using a small portal he peered inside, finding bundles of hundred dollar bills. He felt oddly uneasy, never holding such a large amount before. What if I get robbed? What if the cops stop me? I look kind of shady with a bulge under my coat. He tried not to dwell on the possibilities, instead remembering his original plan.
 
Diverting into a restaurant bathroom, he found a stall and opened a couple of portals. He stole a brand new package of anal beads and some lube. He put two portals on the inside of a small notebook he brought: one inside Angela’s ass and one just before her exit. Watching her upon the wall, he lubed the black balls and pushed the first one in.
 
Writing at her desk, Angela’s eyes doubled. She sprang up, launching her chair against the wall. He slipped another through, watching her stumble to the side. The large spheres came out of the upper portal in the notebook as he pushed them through the bottom, passing through her unprepared rectum each time. The toy didn’t have a looped end and the last few balls were slightly larger. He carefully stuffed the first bead through again, causing it to pull the others. He removed his hand, watching the line moving without his assistance, gaining speed as it shot through her asshole time and again. He heard her ass sputter, popping as the beads violated her hole. He closed the notebook and watched her suffer. It’s still going! He laughed to himself.
 
Angela took an uncoordinated step and toppled to the floor. Gasping, she fell to her hands and knees as the beads ripped through her asshole. She put a hand down the back of her skirt, attempting to halt the sensation. With a high-pitched yelp, she lurched forward. She lifted a hand, curling it into a fist as she winced. Elliot checked the portals, finding the balls moving just as quickly in the opposite direction. She crumpled upon the floor, rolling onto her back and raising her hips, frozen in place as her asshole stretched again and again.
 
He wanted to enjoy the show, but he knew the delivery had a time limit. I’ll just let it go until after the drop. Closing the portal upon the wall, he left her to her fate. He found great enjoyment in the thought of his boss, squirming upon the floor, crippled with pleasure while the toy rolled through her ass like a train. I’m glad it worked. The portals are so subjective, it’s like it listened to what I wanted. Maybe it’s just weird gravity or something.
 
He hurried along, still uncertain about using the portals to travel. I don’t want it to clone me or something. Maybe I should get Kendra’s opinion… The snow crunched as he walked. She can’t avoid me forever. It was just a onetime thing! He paused to check the street name. I know she’ll want to do it again, though. I guess I could just use that portal again and then it wouldn’t be so bad. Play dumb and keep fucking my sister? That sure sounds like a shit idea.
 
He pondered the situation for a time, nearly passing the destination. Tyson’s Deli. Elliot passed by the customers, noticing a familiar face behind the counter. The heavily-built black man sat a bag of sliced meat upon the display case. With a cheerful smile, he said goodbye to the customer and noticed Elliot waiting by the wall with package in hand. “You Angela’s guy? Head on back and I’ll be there in a sec.”
 
Less than a minute passed before he came into the room. He untied his white apron and offered him a seat. This was the man that had been railing his mother a few nights ago. Kendra got to take a ride using the portal too, but thankfully he didn’t know anything about that night. To him, this was their first meeting.
 
“Elliot, right? I’m Ty.”
“N-nice to meet you, sir.”
“You seem nice.” The man had a close-trimmed beard and a low, commanding voice. “I’ve heard from Angela that you’ve been running some packages for us. Do you know what is in these packages, Elliot?”
He held his breath. “No.”
“It’s cash, Elliot.” Ty inspected him as retrieved the bundles from the box, placing them neatly upon the desk. “Someone has been skimming.”
“Uh, wh-what do you mean?” Elliot waited for his response, but the man only stared. “I didn’t take anything, I swear!”
 
Ty nodded with a cheerful smile. “Of course you didn’t. I was just testing you!” He inserted the cash into a money counter. “I’m an investor. I give out loans to help businesses expand and they pay me back with interest. Sometimes I divert that cash for other opportunities. I keep my business legal, but I have some other people involved. If I find someone is cheating me then I inform my associates.” The machine whirred, feeding the bills through. “I thought it would be pretty damned foolish to steal as soon as you start delivering.” The counter finished. “It’s all here this time, which means it’s on my end… or you knew this was a test.”
 
“I haven’t taken a cent, sir…”
The man rested his chin in his hand. “You know, I think I believe you. You think Angela is to blame?”
Elliot seriously contemplated her involvement. “Really, no, I don’t think so. She’d have too much to lose.”
He brightened at the comment. “Ah, good answer. I’ve known her for years and you’re right. The best way to keep people in line is to keep them dependent on you.” Ty removed a hundred dollar bill and offered it. “Here’s to keep you loyal. You’ve passed the first test. Stick with me and you can own your own business in a few years, with my help, of course.” Elliot took the money with a subtle bow. “But if I figure out that you’re fucking me then I will be very upset.”
The man’s stern glare caused his heart to skip a beat. “Y-yes sir.”
 
He let himself out and made his way to a retail store, choosing a decent looking bicycle, knowing that Angela would be upset if he came back on foot yet again. That’s when he remembered how he left her. Rushing into a bathroom, he created a portal, finding Angela with a hand beneath her skirt, furiously masturbating. She removed her panties at some point, now rubbing a finger into the wet, manicured bush. Her clothes were a mess and her composure was long gone. With a small gasp, she scooted her foot out, putting her hand upon the floor for support. The bun in her hair was coming undone and her jaw trembled with pleasure. She drew in a sharp breath, lifting higher as her body tightened.
 
With a long moan, she came, shaking with elation. It was long and powerful, draining away as she whimpered from the continuing sensation. She fell back, completely exhausted as the beads continually pulled through her ass. It was obvious she found many climaxes since he last saw her. Pathetic groans came as she put a hand between her spread legs, failing to stall the unseen motion. She slapped the ground in frustration, staring at the ceiling as she pushed herself along the floor. Watching her writhe in agony was quite enjoyable.
 
He was extremely aroused, but he felt pity for her. Opening his notebook, he interrupted the movement, making the anal beads flop onto the bathroom floor. With paper towels, he carefully set the damp toy into the garbage. Angela’s chest rose and fell as she recovered from the ordeal. She turned clumsily turned and went onto her knees. Leaning ahead, she lifted her skirt to reveal a gaping asshole. It was sore to the touch and her expression was one of puzzlement. She got up, supported by her desk, and collected herself. Still trying to figure out what had happened.

“My boss said I could have an early day. She wasn’t feeling well, I heard.”
“Oh, I hope she’s okay.” She took a bite of her salad right as an awkwardly loud moan came from upstairs. Emery blanched, looking to him with an adorable grimace.
“How long has that been going on?”
“About half an hour I’d say. No one is up there, but she’s really having a good time.” It wasn’t unusual to hear things coming from Kendra’s room, but it still made them uncomfortable from time to time. Elliot sighed, shaking his head as he slowly climbed the stairs. “Careful not to startle her, she might attack you!” Emery’s smile changed once she realized the implication. “I mean… she might get…”
“I know, it’s fine.” Elliot continued, knowing she was close to the truth.
 
He passed her room without notice, hearing her pushing for another orgasm. He locked his door and moved his shelf, making another portal to spy on his sister. Her big, beautiful body bounced in her chair. She was completely naked, her pale breasts hopping up and down as she rode a hidden object. Her pierced, pink nipples standing tall. He made another portal to get an up-close view of her hairless pussy, spreading wide to accommodate a meaty black schlong.
 
She is fucking Ty again! He found it funny and a little frightening. If he ever figures out what is going on there will be problems. Elliot felt the pressure in his pants. I’ll have to scold her later. Right now I can add to the fun! He could see her juicy pussy opening wide through the already established portal he had used last night. It’s weird – it looks like her pussy is empty there. Empty, but still stretched wide. He ignored the logic and went for the other hole. With a lot of spit he edged into Kendra’s ass.
 
Frozen in place, she huffed and showed teeth. She slipped out of the seat, going onto her hands and knees upon the carpet. She lowered her head, letting vibrant hair spill over her shoulders. Working her smooth, sexy ass, she started taking more. It was difficult, but she brought her head up with a cute half-smile. Her numerous tattoos wiggled as she moved – A large blue and red watercolor phoenix wrapped around her right leg and a purple and blue wolf’s head sat proudly on the left. She was a lady of art and enjoyment, which made him wonder if she had done this before.
 
Gripping her hanging tit tightly, she allowed more of his shaft to slip in. She let out a sharp breath, making some of her hair fly upward. Pinching her lips tightly, she knew there was more to go. He shoved the last few inches in, causing her to yelp and cock her head downward, placing both hands out for support.
 
“Careful,” she blurted. He didn’t want her to realize he was listening, so he started going hard. “Holy…” She breathed sharply. “Ah, fuck!” He wanted so badly to grab her plump ivory body, but he had to resist. “Fuck, Elliot, slow down!” She raised her voice at the end, but he continued. She leaned onto her clasped hands, taking it with loud grunts. Her big ass bounced as he pounded her. Her voluminous green hair covering her face.
 
The pain changed to pleasure, he could see, as Kendra lifted up and formed an O with her deep red lips. Her accented eyes clenched shut as she delighted in the feeling. His forceful thrusts causing the other cock to move in matching rhythm. He could feel the bulge of Ty’s cock sliding in and out of her other entrance. He grabbed onto the shelf, ramming in harder than ever as he fucked the tight, wet hole.
 
Her creamy tits pressed against the floor, sliding as he railed her from behind. Kendra put her shoulders down, turning her head and raising her butt higher. This allowed him to go even deeper. He was nearly to shoot when a knock at the door startled him. Kendra stopped, pinching her ass as she shot upward.
 
Kendra’s door opened. Emery spoke from outside of the portal’s view. “Can you please be quiet?!”
His sister melted into her seat, with both cocks still inside her. Elliot was too close to stop, pumping her hard and causing Kendra to shift uncomfortably as she responded. “H-hey! Get out of here!” Emery was startled, clearly not expecting to see such a full view.
 
Release came at that moment – Elliot blew his load deep into her asshole, making Kendra raise up, barely staving off a climax as Emery watched. No words came, with her eyes fixed upon her shaking sister. Emery apologized and hurried away, leaving the door ajar.
 
While still inside Kendra, he felt pulsating from the other entrance. Ty pumped cum in her pussy, making her squeeze them both. He pulled out and struck the portals closed, barely able to clean up before his sister came knocking. He replaced the bookshelf and let her in. She was fully naked, shameless as she grabbed the portal pen from his hand. He followed her back into her room, where she closed the portal with the big black cock dangling through. She started to say something but stopped herself. He stared at her naked body and she looked away, unable to call him out.
 
“Why are you like this?” He finally spoke. “Everybody can hear-”
“Jesus, you’re just like Emery.”
“Kendra, have some self-respect.”
She marched to meet him at the door, her plump, naked body jiggling as she stopped inches away. He wasn’t sure if she was going to hit him or kiss him. She let out a stand-offish sigh before shoving him back. “You’re one to talk, asshole!” She slammed the door angrily. The sound of the lock meant that he wouldn’t be getting the portal rod back tonight.
 
He was irritated, storming back into his room and putting on his headphones, finding some heavy music to match his mood. He sat for a while, stewing over how his sister didn’t care about anyone but herself. She’s such a selfish bitch! He thought about her moaning. How her family could hear her fucking and she didn’t give a shit. Fuck her! He moved the bookcase again and found an old baseball he had from little league. He took a moment to bring it to the bathroom and clean it off before lubricating it. And then he worked it up Kendra’s ass.
 
He didn’t have the portal pen, meaning he couldn’t see her expression, but he heard her squeal through the walls. It took a few attempts, but he finally got it through the tight opening. He shoved the sphere through the portal, watching her ass swallow it up. Pushing the shelf back into place, he simply waited. The door handle jiggled, followed by a hurried knock. Kendra was quiet now, barely loud enough for him to hear as she demanded to come in. He unlocked the door allowing his naked sister to rush through.
 
“Don’t you wear clothes anymore?”
“Take it out!”
“What are you talking-“
“That portal is connected to me, take whatever it is out right now!” She grunted, putting a hand on the wall.
“I didn’t-“
“Behind the bookcase! I fucking know about it, just GET IT OUT!”
“Why the hell are you snooping around my room?” He tried to contain his enjoyment, watching his sister’s big tits shake as she shifted from the pain. She clenched her teeth, pushing to no avail. She looked up with pained, tormented green eyes.
Suddenly her expression shifted to anger as a small smile betrayed him. “You fucking KNEW!?” She took him by the shoulders. “Get it out of me, you dick!”
 
He stammered, unable to defend himself. No words would help, so he put his hands out disarmingly as he backed away. Seething, she put her hands upon her hips, still uncomfortable with the ball lodged in her ass. He moved the bookcase and carefully inserted his fingers into the portal. Kendra whined, leaning upon his desk as he fished for the object. He tried to be gentle, but that only pushed it deeper. She gasped, clenching her fists as he worked the baseball around in her slippery entrance.
 
“Fuck! Hurry up! This fucking hurts!”
“You should be used to it!”
“You try taking it up your ass and see how it feels, fuckhead!”
“No thank you!” He slid his fingers around, coming close a couple of times, but he just couldn’t pull the ball free. “I can’t get it. I need to make another portal.”
“Ugh. Fine. It’s on my bed.”
 
Leaving his sister, he crept across the hall and into her room. It smelled of sweat and sex, the portal rod lying conspicuously upon the edge of her disheveled bed. He thought about the many ways to cause his sister even more torment, but he realized how easily she could retaliate. Kendra had been reasonably responsible with the portal rod thus far, so he decided to end this game. He stepped into the hallway, startled to see Emery coming up the stairs.
 
“I can’t take it anymore. She has to stop.” Emery gave him a serious nod. “Let me talk to her.”
“Just give her a minute.” He stood in front of Kendra’s door. “I’ll send her down in a minute, okay?”
“Kendra!” Emery tried to shove him out of the way. “Kendra, you come out here or I’m going to get Mom and Dad involved!”
 
Elliot kept his sister at bay, but she wouldn’t relent. They both turned as his door opened. Kendra peeked out wearing one of Elliot’s gaming shirts. It was extremely tight upon her curvy body, showing erect nipples through the thick fabric. And below, a clearly defined camel toe showed through stretched boxers. She huffed angrily as Emery barged in and Elliot followed. All three stood quietly as Emery contemplated the situation.
 
“What were you two doing?”
Kendra seemed appalled by the question. “I didn’t have any clothes after getting a shower and he was in my room.”
“I had to…” He trailed off, looking between his sisters. “I was just…”
“You know what, I don’t want to know!” Emery held up a hand. “But Kendra, you have to be quiet! Nobody wants to hear you masturbating or…” She gave a quick glance to Elliot. “Whatever was going on. Can you please just be mindful of the rest of us?”
Kendra sneered, surely distracted by the baseball still lodged in her ass. “Yes, fine, whatever!”
“No,” Emery snapped, “you have to promise me you’ll quit!”
“I promise, now go!”
 
Emery gave Elliot a skeptical glance before leaving. Once the door slammed he rushed to create another portal, using a finger to pop the ball through the tight opening. Kendra pulled the boxers down just in time to launch the wet sphere onto the floor. She grunted with relief, sinking to her knees as she recovered. Elliot couldn’t help but laugh.
 
“It isn’t funny, you jerk!” Kendra laughed too. She reached back to finger her aching asshole. “God, I think you broke my butt!” She got up and took heavy steps toward the door. “Emery knows something is going on now, we have to be careful for a while.”
 
“What are you talking about? I’m not the one moaning loud enough to wake the dead.”
“All right, fine! I’ll try to be more careful!” She closed her eyes as she conceded. “Can we talk about this later so I can go clean up?”
Elliot scoffed, picking up the sticky baseball and tossing it into the trash can. “Yeah, but I get the portal rod from now on.”
“What? Come on!” She looked genuinely hurt.
“You can still use it, we just have to plan a little better. We can make some portals in the morning and bring them to work or something. We can figure it out.” He looked to his hand with disgust. “Then we can avoid getting our hands dirty!”
“Hur-hur, funny guy!”
Elliot held out his hand, making her back away as he passed. “Funny guy who gets the bathroom first!” He darted towards the door.
“Hey!” Her bare bottom jiggled as she trotted behind. He stopped at the door with a smile, allowing her through. “See, we can work together. I’ll use the kitchen sink instead because I’m a good brother.”
She gave a playful smile as she whispered. “Yeah, force something up my ass and then wash your hands of it?”
“You were the one that switched the portals to begin with.”
Kendra’s lips scrunched as she thought. “You win this round.” She slowly pulled the door closed with mock sincerity. “But it was worth it!” He could hear her laughing through the door.

Obedience Story Trade with Taihen741

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Jack arrived at Ms Hyun’s house, ringing the bell and waiting for her to answer. Nearly a minute had passed and Jack tried again, this time more fiercely, but sadly to no avail.

He turned around and was about the walk back home, but he saw Ms Hyun’s car approaching. Relieved and slightly excited, he walked towards her car, only to come to a sudden stop at the sight.

Jack had gotten Jeanette pregnant a while back and was expecting a pregnant looking belly, but that seemed to have disappeared.

“What happened to you?! Weren’t you pregnant?” Jack asked.

“Yeah, it’s just I don’t think we can handle a child, so we decided to well…”

Jack was going through some conflicting feelings, although it was a weight off his shoulders, he didn’t particularly condone what she had done, especially without him knowing, given it’s actually his child.

Jack grabbed the rod and gave his command “Go to the garden, make sure the garden hose is up your ass, turn on the water, don’t stop until I tell you to and make sure nobody sees you!”.

Hyun quickly changed expression to stoic determination and walked towards the garden, picking up the garden hose in the process. Jack got a glimpse of Jeanette unbuckling her belt before he walked towards the mall.

*How could Hyun do something like that practically out of the blue, I’ll make her want to be pregnant again* he thought, softly fuming.

On his walk, he came across Candice, loafing around at a nearby park.

“Oh hey, Jack” she said.

Jack on the other hand just kept walking, almost ignoring her.

“Hey hey, don’t ignore me, where are you headed?”

“To the mall, I need to find a gift for someone.”

“Huuuh, I see, anyway you feel like playing around a bit, the mall can wait”

Jack reminded himself of the command he had given to Hyun, he couldn’t loaf around for too long.

“No I need to get this out of the way quick, I promised”

“Since when do you follow promises” She said, making Jack roll his eyes and pick up the pace.

“Hey it was a joke, chill down,… you know… I just cleaned myself and I may have a buttplug in, you know we could just have a quick session, no need for lubing up” She said, winking at Jack.

*A very good offer* Jack thought. 

But he couldn’t, reminding himself of the stories of that teacher popping.

“I’d love to, but this is more urgent” he retorted with a saddened expression.

“Oh come on, just a quickie, you know you want to, don’t worry, it won’t be longer than a couple minutes” she said while she started hugging his arm.

“hmmmm, ok, but real quick, in and out” He said as he dragged Candice to one of the nearby bushes.

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Hyun in the meantime took her time to set up her enema session. She had rooted the garden hose through one of the pipes of her pants, neatly directing it into her tight butt. 

After a satisfactory sigh, she opened the faucet but before the water could reach her, she sat herself down in one of the nearby chairs.

Quietly she relaxed, trying to look like she was just napping or perhaps just relaxing and enjoying the nice weather. While in reality, her bum was slowly getting filled with water. It didn’t take long before she had to readjust the notches of her belt to accommodate for her expanding belly. Although the last notch had to stay, otherwise people could see her belly and she couldn’t let that happen. So in response, she received some cramps but quickly her belly started to expand more upwards to compensate.

Jack and Candice appeared out of the bushes, somewhat sweaty and panting.

“That was great, luckily you tend to come so quick” Candice winked.

“Oh just you wait, that was a quickie, I’ll make you scream next time, matter a fact, let’s do it later I’m really feeling like another session”

“Nice, I’ll happily like to see you try, tough boy.”

“Anyway, let me buy something real quick.” Jack said as he ran into the nearby mall.

Candice, on the other hand, walked back to the bushes, she couldn’t wait much longer.

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Jack rushed towards the Asian hobby shop, he knew they sold some sex toys all the way in the back. Quickly he searched for some vibrators, preferably remote ones.

They were well hidden but after a little bit of searching her found some vibrating eggs, sadly with a cord but it’ll have to do.

When he paid them and walked out of the store, he started walking back towards the entrance, reading the back of the package in the meantime.

“NOT WATERPROOF” it said on the package.

“Who on earth sells sex toys that aren’t waterproof, don’t these get soaked wet regardless?!?” he nearly screamed in a fit.

Reading further he quickly realized why this one isn’t waterproof.

“Shock Fetish” it said in the bottom right.

“Right, just what I needed…. Ok, now I wasted money and time… ugh, now what do I get instead? “

Jack stood in front of an exotic pet shop but was rather reluctant.

He looked at the time, “Oh my god, it has been 10 minutes already, I need to hurry.”

He rushed into the pet shop and just instinctively purchased what he first saw.

“God I hope Jeanette can handle a few more minutes” Jack said to himself as he ran out of the mall with his sloshy package.

 Jeanette in the meantime had grown quite a bit, she desperately tried to keep her pants and belt on to try and conceal her belly. But at this point that was already turning into a waste of her efforts.

Her belt was stuck tight, she couldn’t even unfasten it anymore. Her belly looked like it was split into two separate sections, part beneath her belt and the part above it. She truly felt a constant flow of water coursing through her, especially around the middle on the tightest spots.

*hnnng, someone is going to see me at this rate, I need to find more suitable clothes. I wouldn’t even want to think of people seeing me like this.*

Jeanette tried to sit upright but suddenly. 

***Snap***

The belt broke and launched itself right against the wooden fence.

Jeanette’s pants were part of the collateral damage, having a significant tear on the side.

*Oh my god, oh my god, I can’t have anyone see me like this.*

Jeanette tried to rush inside but was held back by the hose reaching its maximum length. She even had to readjust the nozzle to make sure it was still a snug fit.

In the meantime, her pants finally gave in and fell on the ground.

Now she had a complete view of her gut, which was looking more and more like an 8-9 month pregnant bump. However, with a red line in the middle, a pressure line from the belt.

She could just barely reach her hand inside the house if she held on to the hose with her other hand.

“I got it, my raincoat should hang here… Ah perfect.”

Jeanette grabbed the big raincoat and put it on. Almost completely concealing her bump, except for the slight bulge in her silhouette.

“Heeey, miss Hyun, did you hear that loud noise?!? It sounded like someone just fired their gun” someone said from a distance.

Jeanette was taken by surprise, but luckily she was already well concealed. So with her newfound confidence, she walked towards the neighbour. Luckily the hose had the same colour as the grass, so only she was aware of the still ongoing flow into her backdoor.

Which in fact was putting quite a toll on her body already, her guts felt tight and lukewarm but suddenly, and surprisingly, the feeling of water entering her started to fade. The water was surely still flowing, she made sure by double-checking the tightness of the hose. But seemingly her rectum had grown wide enough to prevent the flow from directly touching her intestinal membrane. She only felt tightness but nothing more, increasingly slowly stretching as her gut grew in radius.

“Hey Manon, yeah sorry I dropped my broom haha” Hyun reacted.

Jack ran back to Jeanette’s place, managing to keep a steady pace. The package was sloshing, he tried to hold it more stably.

“Aaargh, what did I even buy, I honestly just pointed to the nearest water tank, this is such a ridiculous plan.” Jack thought out loud.

Just as he was about to pass the bush he left Candice at, Candice herself appeared at the end of the street, approaching him fast.

“Jack Jack, I’m glad you’re back, let’s go for that second round.”

“No, not now, later, this can wait.”

“Wha-, no it can’t I’m soaking wet already, my mood is going to be gone by that time.”

“Please, it’ll only be like 20 minutes at max, just wait a bit.”

“No Jack.”

She grabbed his arm, stopping him.

“You’re gonna need to choose now, either it’s me or whatever you’re running off to, you’re not getting both.” Candice said.

“Besides, I know you want to ravage me” she added as she gave him a good view of her erect nipples.

“Candice, I’d love to, this is just super urgent, I’d choose you anytime of the week, I just really really—-”

“hmmpph” Candice looked angry but mostly disappointed before she turned around and started to leave.

“Candice… I… oh for fuck’s sake, alright, come here, but really quick and I’ll come back later for as long as you want!”

“Deal” Candice said as she instantly dragged him back to the bushes.

“But I have to cum though, otherwise you won’t leave, that’s the only requirement” Candice added.

“oh for fuc…” Jack reacted under his breath but went on.

He quickly tore her top and pants off as he just opened his trousers before completely jumping on top of her like a wild animal.

Pumping her at an insane rate, completely fueled by adrenaline. The situation was tense, it made him incredibly nervous, but luckily that made sure he had a good chance at outlasting Candice.

“Oh… My… you’re really in a hurry aren’t you?” Candice asked with a smug expression on her face.

“Of course I am, I said that multiple times already, now cum already you slut”

“Hey hey, we’re going to enjoy this one, you’re not getting away that easily.”

Jack slowly felt his energy drain as Candice more than outlasted him, he was angry, he really had to leave as soon as possible, but Candice wasn’t having it.

“Alright, last try, if you’re not satisfied with this, I don’t know what to do with you.”

“What?!? That wasn’t the agreement, you had to make me cum before you could leave.”

“Oh for fuck’s sake, fuck it, I’m done, I really need to go, you go stick your butt somewhere until you cum.”

Jack quickly unsheathed his shaft and ran out of the bushes.

Candice was expressionless at first but quickly stood up, got her clothes back on and walked off. Little did both know that Jack was accidentally touching the command rod.

Jeanette in the meantime was chatting with her neighbour. She had her arms in front of her, leaning against the fence as an extra measure to hide the bump in the raincoat. Or at least what she remembered it looking like. 

Jeanette’s gut had grown for sure but her progress had slowed down significantly. Or at least that’s how it looked from her view, in fact, her belly had grown against the raincoat and was now forced to grow in width. It almost looked like a garbage bag filled with mud, before evening out and becoming more like a barrel. All unbeknownst to Jeanette who just kept on chatting.

It took a while before she started to feel the raincoat getting tighter and slowly being dragged downwards, nearly reaching the top of her breasts before she looked down. She saw her raincoat being sprung tight around her waist, the knobs hanging on for their dear shelve-life. She saw parts of her belly protruding out of the coat, even convulsing slightly as water flowed within.

She swiftly looked back up to Manon, sweating profusely.

“What’s wrong Hyun, you don’t seem in regular spirits…”

“Oh no nothing, just a bit of an upset stomach, haha”

“Oh that sucks, but I can imagine, you are pregnant after all”

“Oh no, I just had a—-”

***Grooooooooowl***

Jeanette’s stomach quaked and shortly thereafter the tightest knob of her coat launched into the air, showing the top of her convulsing gut. It was incredibly taut, but sloshing around like a fierce breeze moving the ocean.

Manon looked with absolute wonder and Jeanette’s face became tomato red.

“Wow, you’re huge, I didn’t know you were already this far along, when do you think you’re gonna go?”

“I… uuuh…no I… Actually yes, I’m still pregnant, yeah I feel ready to pop haha, any day now, I can feel it” Hyun said as the knob finally came down from heaven.

“Oh my, well you should go and rest then, I’d even dare to say that working with a full belly like that is even a bit irresponsible.”

“Yeah you’re right, I was honestly just sunbathing but I felt like moving, you know how that goes.”

“Oh for sure, well anyway I’ll leave you be, good luck out there!”

“Thanks!” Hyun waved at Manon, waiting for her to go inside.

Hyun removed her arms from the fence and went back to her natural pose, or at least as far she could.

Her belly was weighing down significantly. She heard the coat creak and stretch before another knob shot off into the distance.

*pant pant*,

*I-I’m huge, what can I do to stop growing… I-I can only hide it, that’s the only thing I can think about.* Jeanette thought.

Jeanette’s mind slowly started to go crazy, she was way past her limit, she had no idea how much more she can take, it is so tight but it’s still flowing and stretching. She really couldn’t escape this limbo of conflicting thoughts.

She slowly sagged forward as her belly weighed down more and more, almost making her trip forward. In a quick motion, she managed to correct her fall, but the momentum had only been reversed and quickly she fell backwards onto her bum.

The nozzle crept deeper into her rectum and the hose kinked underneath her butt.

Suddenly a new feeling arose, but it wasn’t something she had felt in a while, it made her feel odd but more at ease. In fact, her butt and overall weight was almost completely stopping the waterflow of the hose. She had become so used to the inwards flow that she almost forgot what it used to feel like without a running hose up her butt. The flow nearly completely stopped inside her guts, feeling like a few tons of concrete just had hardened in place.

Hyun sighed in relief, rubbing her gut as it quaked and sloshed slowly. She looked up at the sky and rested for a little while.

Hyun’s eyes were slowly closing as she bonked her head, the overwhelming sensation was over and she was getting tired. Slowly she leaned backwards… But suddenly she was stopped, her back felt like it was leaning against a garden pool, and with a similar temperature. She tried to look backwards to the best of her ability, but just a slight glimpse was enough to see the danger behind her.

The hose had swelled up significantly, looking like a bloated cobra after eating several sheep, bumpy and convulsing, with the biggest bump behind her, it was nearly the size of a yoga ball. Jeanette’s eyes grew wide and she almost screamed.

“No no no no, no way that will fit, I’m going to explode if that all enters me” 

Jeanette looked around desperately, she felt the huge bulge trying to go underneath her bum into her anus. With a bump every few seconds, slowly she felt the flow creeping into her again. She was truly in a dangerous situation.

Jack ran for all he was worth, he finally reached Hyun’s house and ran to the backyard.

What he found left him completely dumbfound, dropping the bag on the ground and rushing to Jeanette.

Jack saw that she was utterly huge and waterlogged, she almost resembled one of those 400+ kilo obesity patients, completely stuck in place. Without even mentioning the danger creeping behind her butt, the bulge had become huge, almost half the size of Hyun. Jack immediately knew for sure that there was no way Jeanette could take all that. He considered grabbing a knife and just slicing the hose open, but then he’d have to buy a new one, an option he wasn’t fond of.

“Miss Hyun, oh my god, you’re huge, is the hose still in?!?”

“Yes, but luckily nobody saw it! ouch”

“I command you to unload” Jack said with the rod in his hand.

Hyun immediately tried to reach for the hose, but it was stuck and there was no way she could lift herself, let alone without instantly taking another few gallons of water. 

“Jack, I’m stuck, I can’t get up and even if I get up, I will pop from all that!!!”

Jeanette was delirious, Jack tried to think but his time was scarce.

“I’m going to try and lift you, get the hose as fast as possible before you take too much.”

“Wha— no way no way, I can’t take anymore!”

Without listening, Jack grabbed her by her cheeks and tried to lift her by the best of his abilities. Inch by inch Jeanette lifted off the ground before suddenly she almost stood right back on her feet, the bulge in the hose helped her stand back up with one quick jolt before immediately forcing its sheer girth into her butt. 

Jeanette’s mouth gaped wide open, she felt like she was being pierced by a rocket. Jack could see the sides of Hyun’s belly bonking slightly as they visibly expanded, even at the size she was already at. Hyun’s pressure peaked and pushed with all she had left, Jack let go off Hyun and grabbed the hose. Both of them working together managed to get the house out, Jack flew backwards, almost across the garden, before getting washed away by a stream only comparable a fire hydrant. The stream shot over the whole garden before hitting the ground and making a complete mud pool.

Jeanette was in complete heaven, feeling her guts unload an amount of water that only a commercial aquarium could hold. Jack on the other end was soaked wet and barely able to outfly the stream of water.

Ever so slowly, Jack managed to get back on his feet and out of the way of the stream, seeing it slowly diminish in strength as it crept closer back to Hyun’s position.

Until finally with a couple spurts of water and a few airy farts in between, Hyun was finally empty, still with her mouth gaping and eyes peeled. Quickly she lost her source of adrenaline and fell face-first and onto her knees into the grass.

Jack stood there, completely dumbfound and slightly guilty of the mess he had caused.

A couple minutes passed as Jack tried to process what on earth just happened. 

Jeanette, on the other end, was already snoozing, she just collapsed from exhaustion, face into the ground on her knees with her butt held high.

Jack looked around and saw the white sack he dropped the moment he got here.

“Oh shit, right” he said as he grabbed his bag and took a look inside.

*This is honestly such a dumb idea, but I’m already this close… Fuck I know I shouldn’t but she shouldn’t just have done that to our… ugh, we’re doing this* Jack thought.

Jack Hesitantly grabbed the garden hose again and dropped the bag next to Jeanette.

He contemplated his decisions but there was only so much he could do at this point.

Before he even realized, he had already pushed the hose deep into Jeanette’s gaping asshole, a very loose fit but only natural given the circumstances. He went back to the faucet and opened it up once more, this time significantly slower, the guilt was clearly getting to him.

Jeanette, on the other hand, didn’t even budge, she just took the flow as if it didn’t even happen.

Jack monitored Jeanette’s growth carefully. Once she reached a somewhat similar size to what she was at when she was still pregnant, Jack pulled out the hose. Without losing any time he picked up his plastic bag and opened the sloshy bag within.

*Alright, I’m this far in, we’re doing this… come on you slippery piece of…*

Jack had some difficulty grasping whatever was in the bag. Then in one swift swoop, he pulled out an eel, it was super slippery and moving around spastically.

Jack grabbed the slippery rod-like creature with both hands, desperately trying to keep it steady as he moved it closer to Jeanette’s butt. Jeanette’s butt, still loose, easily allowed the head of the eel entrance into her anal abyss. Inch by inch Jack pushed the eel further into the principal’s buttocks. At this point Jack was happy that the thing was as slippery as soap, lubricating its own way into Jeanette’s insides. The moment Jack saw its tail disappear, he quickly grabbed the hose and plunged it back into her butt.

“Just an extra liter or two to make sure that thing doesn’t come near her exit anytime soon”.

Jack went to the side to take a look at how Jeanette’s gut was doing. Quickly he noticed a slight bump around the side of her belly and given how it was wiggling around, he was sure that was the eel. Although rather sooner than later, the bump disappeared as Jeanette’s gut expanded.

“Was it really such a good idea? I just thought that I needed to add something that would make it feel like there’s some life inside of her belly. For sure an eel was not the best option, but if I didn’t make the decision back then, she would’ve have been in a way worse state by now… I don’t even want to think about it” Jack said to himself.

Jeanette, on the other hand, was still completely out cold, neither the water nor the eel inside her could wake her up. It was only now that Jack managed to put in perspective just what he made his principle go through. It made him very guilty, but with some childish mind gymnastics, that guilt quickly turned into anger as he shifted the blame. He stomped his towards her house as he left the hose in place. 

This time, however, he was back within the minute, in his hand he had a big butt plug, nearly the size of a rugby ball. He quickly snatched the hose out of Jeanette’s bum and started pushing in the plug, luckily it was still slippery enough to make this process a breeze.

Soon thereafter he dragged Jeanette to her lounger, slowly waking up in the process.

“H-huh, hey, what… ouch my head, what happened? Jack is that you?”

Before she could even grasp the situation, Jack grabbed the command rod.

“You are still pregnant, there is a baby inside that belly of yours, make sure you take good care of it and enjoy yourself. Oh and also don’t remove the plug in your butt, now take a nap and once you wake up, go on with your day as if nothing happened.” quickly, Jeanette fell back asleep.

Jack was satisfied with how the situation currently looked. However, he still felt guilty of his actions, decided to clean up the whole mess in Jeanette’s garden, it was the least he could do. 

By the time he was done, it was already starting to get dark, he heard Jeanette groan and he took that as his queue to walk back home.

A week later.

Jeanette was walking back home, she had called in sick and had intentions to take early maternity leave. She knew that she was only a few months into her pregnancy but she was already nearing the 9-month mark in size. All accompanied by cramps you’d expect from such a late stage, however, that might’ve been caused by her ongoing constipation. Regardless that was just one of the few reasons why she decided that it’s a wise decision to take her leave early, she knew this pregnancy was going to be a bumpy ride.

She constantly had to support her back when she walked around, her belly was way heavier than she expected. Quite of an odd feeling as well, it wasn’t as taut as you’d expect from a pregnant belly. But neither was it soft like a layer of fat, it was in fact almost flan-like, it jiggled when she pressed on it. She was truly hoping that didn’t mean any big complications for the baby, the last thing she wants is to give birth to a gummy bear.

“Probably the worst part about this is that I feel pretty bunged up, I swear I could’ve just worked a few more weeks if it wasn’t for this movement that has been stuck inside of me for about a week now… *Grooowl* uuhg, no good, I guess I’ll try to sit on the toilet again when I’m home, it’s the least I can do”

Jeanette waddled a few more blocks, getting closer to her house, but then she suddenly saw a rather familiar-looking girl across the street. She was hiding behind a car while holding a hand between her legs. Then an old couple came out of the house, approaching the car to get in, completely unaware of the girl hiding behind it.

*Isn’t that… Oh that’s Candice, isn’t it? Shouldn’t she be at school…* Jeanette thought to herself before her thoughts were put on hold.

She saw Candice quickly unbuckling her pants and underwear, Jeanette had a clear view of the 2 white globes Candice was flaunting in broad daylight. Jeanette stood there dumbfounded, looking at the spectacle unfold.

Candice quickly turned around and began to stand on all fours as she slowly moved her butt closer to the car.

“W-what is she doing?!?”

Before Jeanette even realized, Candice had pressed her butt onto the car exhaust and was pushing for a tighter fit as she clenched her face and bit through.

“Omg no way, that’s dangerous, Candice No!!!” Jeanette said, quickly stopping herself from screaming but she picked up the pace and approached Candice.

***Vrooom***

The car came to life and Candice’s mouth gaped wide open. Jeanette clearly saw that the exhaust fumes were being forced into Candice her butt, especially as Candice slowly started to pant. In response, Candice quickly grasped for her cooch and started to produce some adrenaline to push her through this.

Luckily Jeanette arrived just in time, “Candice, what on earth are you doing?!? That’s dangerous, here get up and come with me” She said as she gave Candice her pants and dragged her further away from the car.

Jeanette’s house wasn’t far, they both arrived and Jeanette quickly dragged Candice inside the house. Locking the door and afterwards falling into her couch.

She was panting, “What a rush, now Candice explain to me what you were doing out there… Candice? Hey Candice? *Groooowl* Omg toilet toilet noow”.    

The perversely full mom dashed to the toilet and slammed the door shut before placing her sticky buns onto the brim of the toilet.            

*Grooooowl*    

Jeanette clenched and pushed, her belly complaining in various tones and octaves about the need to expel, but nothing seemed to evacuate. She was sweating increasingly more as she kept on pushing as if she was giving birth there and then.                

A couple minutes passed before she was forced to give up as her energy was siphoned away.   

“*pant pant* still nothing… at least it seems to have died down a little, I really should make another doctor visit”.                

She sat there for a few more minutes before she realized that she completely forgot about Candice. In a relatively swift fashion, she got up from from the toilet as the brim kept hanging onto her butt for a few more moments before the sticky layer of sweat managed to detach.      

She left the toilet without even flushing, this routine of just trying to go to the toilet had already become enough of a habit to know that she shouldn’t flush an empty toilet.              

Jeanette looked around trying to find a trace of the half-naked Candice, going around the house to find her. Once she reached the kitchen, she got a glimpse of her garden.

“Oh, there she is”.

“Candice I know this might all be a bit sudden, but I’m just here to he—” as Jeanette approached Candice in her garden, she quickly came to realize what Candice was doing. She already had the garden hose routed all up her ass, twisting the knob of the faucet before she started to vigorously rub her vagina.

She already had a bit of a potbelly, but by the sound of the water, it seems that she just added a bit more pressure to the flow.

Jeanette quickly noticed how far Candice had twisted the knob as she started to inflate very fast. Several times Candice gasped as cramps hit her, but she was still vigorously going to town on her vagina.

Jeanette sighed and approached Candice, standing next to her. She started rubbing Candice her inflating belly with one hand and slowly moved her other hand to help Candice, down there, where it was truly needed. Jeanette quite enjoyed seeing the girl in heat gasping for air as she slowly approached a well-needed climax, all the while her belly was still growing into a formidable potbelly. 

Then finally Candice climaxed, squirting in an arc in front of her, quickly she grasped for the hose and pulled it out before a stream of water shot out of her butt. Jeanette let go of Candice and looked at how she visibly deflated in front of her.

Once she was empty, she slowly went down on her knees and started to sniff.

“Hey Candice, are you alright? I’m not mad, I understand that this stuff sometimes happens, I mean I even have this almost instinctive need to… well, indulge.”

“*sniff sniff* I feel like… like shit, I can’t help it, my body keeps forcing me to do these weird things with my butt and I can’t stop it…”  She said before bursting into tears.

Jeanette tried to console her by giving he a warm hug, “It’s ok, I understand that you sometimes do weird things you regret when you’re in heat, I think it’s just leftovers of our past ancestors”.

“Thank you, I’ve been through a bit of hell lately, I’ve been so afraid that my parents were about to throw me out, I… I…” Candice said before bursting back into tears.

“Let’s go inside and get you warmed up, you can stay over tonight to get some well-deserved rest.” Jeanette offered as Candice gladly accepted.

Jeanette went to cook up some pasta for the two of them. She kind of figured that Candice hadn’t had a good bite all day. She made a batch big enough for 3 people because of that, probably a bit too much. But she has been told by her doctor that she should still eat plenty despite the constipation, it could endanger the nutrition of her baby.

*Besides, in theory, a big meal should help push everything more towards the right end, especially with the pills I’ve been given* she thought to herself.

Jeanette also had some fresh vegetables in the fridge, so she decided to make something European for a change. Placing the heap of pasta and ratatouille on the table before calling Candice to come to get a bite. She gave Candice’s plate a good spoonful of pasta, with a few scoops on her own plate. That way she could keep track of how much she ate. Because the matter of the fact is that she didn’t feel hungry at all, how could she, she was so full. But she had to eat, for her baby, so she took it more as a noble task to at least get a decent helping into her system.

Candice went surprisingly quick through her plate. Jeanette offered her to take the rest of the bowl, which she kindly accepted. The bloated principal, however, was pushing hard to keep her meal down and the cacophony coming from her mound wasn’t helping either. It was growling and squelching like an active volcano.

After a few minutes, Candice had finished her meal, satisfied and rejoiced. She looked up to Jeanette who didn’t seem to be doing well, her gut was sticking out past her shirt and most worryingly of all, she swore she could see something moving inside.

“A-are you alright Ms Hyun, you don’t see— There, something is bulging from your belly!”

Both of them looked at the bloated belly, seeing something bonk around on the flank of her gut.

“Yeah, that’s the baby… I think, it should be at least, it’s kind of odd though, this only happens when I’m eating, almost as if my little one is eating along with me” Jeanette smiled as she rubbed her belly.

With her newfound determination, she scarfed down the rest of her plate.

“*Cough cough pant*, Candice quick, get my medicine from the drawer over there” Jeanette said as she pointed towards the kitchen.

Candice rushed to grab the strip and went back to Jeanette. Jeanette grasped for the strip and almost extracted a pill in record speed, straight into her gullet as she swallowed.

“Wha-what’s wrong?!?” Candice asked in a concerned manner.

“It’s fine, it started to become hard to keep my food down lately, probably because I’ve grown so much recently. It relaxes my stomach so everything can go dow— ooowww it’s starting…”

Suddenly Jeanette’s gut started to groan loudly, almost as if a huge bubble moved through all the food. Afterwards, her stomach started to convulse as she clenched her eyes shut, her stomach almost looked alive with the maggot-like movements it was performing, Candice could easily tell that this didn’t seem like a fairly fun experience.

“W-what’s happening?!? That sounds very far from alright!”

“I’m… *ooof*… I’m ok, those medicines just start the stomach contractions and relax the valve…*ooof* responsible for keeping the food in my stomach, it’s basically flushing everything downwards.”

“W-what, that sounds awful, why on earth would you do that, I’m never going to get pregnant if that is part of the process!”

“hehe, no, not every mother experiences this, it’s just if I don’t do this, it’ll just come out of the top in a few minutes… *uuurp* oh here we go…” Jeanette said as she clenched her eyes shut and began to bite her lip.

The sound that followed was bordering on ghastly, it sounded a chemical plant forcing pounds of muck down a pipe it wasn’t designed for. Candice could see the slightly bloated upper pocket of Jeanette’s belly slowly deflate and unload as it all seemingly flowed downwards. The flow only seemed to get more intense as the girth of her meal was preemptively forced into her already obscenely full intestines.

Jeanette was still clenching every muscle on her face, rubbing her gut with one hand and holding onto her chair with the other. It truly felt like stomach was blasting everything it had into her lower intestines, bordering on an internalized earth movement.

Before finally, the sounds started to fade, like a flush of a toilet it all disappeared downwards into a maze of pipes. Her stomach convulsed a couple more times just to make sure, but it quickly realized that it was empty and started to slow down. Jeanette slowly let go of all the tension in her muscles as she sighed in relief.

Candice, completely dumbfounded by what she just saw, was at a loss for words.

“*Pant pant*, I’m fine, it’s over, hopefully I can go to the toilet tomorrow, that’d be a treat”.

Candice still stood there, at a loss of words.

“Please don’t look at me like that, I only do this because the doctor told me to, but to be fair it’s really not as bad as you think… hehe” Jeanette said as she slowly got up and started to waddle towards the sofa.

“Wanna watch some tv before we go to bed?” she offered at the still blindly staring Candice.

Later that evening, Jeanette had guided Candice to her room for the night, the spare bedroom of the house. Afterwards, she went to her own bedroom, sluggishly moving underneath the warm blanket, shifting her belly around like a fresh batch of pudding.

She had already gotten used to the constant growling and moaning of her belly, but it made it especially hard to fall asleep.

Candice couldn’t sleep either, all that happened today racing through her mind made her feel a lot of things, some of which more pleasant than others. She felt a sneaking heat growing from inside her. In a near trance-like motion, slowly she started to move out of her bed, silently opening the door and tiptoeing towards the door on the other side of the corridor.

Candice slowly opened the door, with the light from the corridor in her back, she looked like someone who was about to commit a crime. 

Jeanette was drowsy from the sudden light shining on her, the only thing she could see was a shadow in front of her approaching her, before her belly completely obscured the shadow. She felt something creeping up her blanket, slowly caressing her feet, legs, thighs, butt cheeks and lastly vagina. Then the blankets were lifted and she saw a very poorly lit Candice sitting in front of her, drool on her face as if she looked like an animal in heat, ready to devour her prey. 

Candice lowered herself and began to caress Jeanette’s belly, before completely laying on top of it. The flan-like consistency easily accepted this newfound mass as she slowly sunk into the soft and jello-like mound.

“Candice, I don’t know if we should do this, it will be difficult with how big I am” Jeanette cowered, but in the back of her head she wanted Candice to ravage her, she was so sick and tired of having to be all cautious of everything she did.

Candice, however, didn’t stop, she kneaded the soft mound, hearing various groans and growls vibrate from within. She felt something odd bumping from underneath her, but she didn’t heed it much attention. She continued to knead and eventually squeeze the jello belly, feeling it push all kinds of slop from one side to another. Jeanette’s gut had the same characteristics of a water bed, to her the most shocking revelation to her was that it felt good, it felt like she was getting an internal massage as everything inside her was getting pushed around.

Jeanette looked at Candice going to town on her, getting quite heated herself. Suddenly she felt something soft rubbing against her vagina. She moaned heavily followed by a muffled screech as she squirted against Candice her midriff. But the climax didn’t stop there, the sudden muscle spasm went through her whole body and managed to move a lot of the jello inside her even more downwards. Followed by a loud and everlasting growl that only seemed the repeat itself as it tried to fade away.

Candice only took this as her queue to continue her movements, feeling everything inside the bloated principal move around like a very welcoming bubble bath. She slowly continued to knead and squeeze the overfull belly as it intensified in its growling and roiling. Down below she continued to rub their now dripping wet vaginas together. She slowly picked up the pace as Jeanette started to moan louder and louder, panting as her breath heated up like steam. Both of them were truly reaching new heights together.

Jeanette clamped her arms around Candice, and Candice picked up the pace, grinding their sloppy clits against each other.

Both of them felt their bodies overflow with ecstasy, moaning, hugging, kissing,… nothing was off-limits. They ravaged each other without any remorse. 

Candice took a deep breath and went all in as Jeanette nearly screamed, in a matter of seconds both of them reached their peak and hugged each other so tight that it was surely going to leave a dent in Jeanette her gut. Before slowly coming down back to earth, to roll over next to the giant mountain of a mom.

“That was intense…” said Jeanette, gasping for air.

Candice just laid there, still processing what she just did to this treasure of a woman.

“It’s fine, let’s cuddle a bit before we snooze off” Jeanette offered with a smile on her face.

Candice could only nod as she was slowly embraced.

The morning after was a rough one for Jeanette, she woke up a bit earlier than usual due to a cramp that leads into a groan from her belly that nearly vibrated the bed. Candice obviously woke up from this miniature earthquake and wondered if something was wrong.

“I don’t know, I don’t think so, but my morning cramps seem to be worse than usual, can you help me up?” Jeanette asked.

Candice got out of the bed and went to help Jeanette back on her feet, little did she notice that both of them were still stark naked. Candice quickly apologized, realizing who she was standing in front of, but she could only hear Jeanette moan in concern.

“*Oooof*, oh no, what is this” she said as she looked down.

Candice opened her eyes again and was greeted by what could only be described as the oddest shape a belly has ever taken form, it was nearly like a donut, a big bulge circling around a move spherical bulge in the middle.

They both were alarmed by the sudden quake within Jeanette, making her gut ripple slightly as something long seemed to slither through the donut-shaped bulge. Before Jeanette felt another similar groan resound from deep below.

“Oh shit oh shit, toilet now, help!” Jeanette said in quick succession, looking at Candice with a look that practically screamed for assistance.

Candice quickly grabbed onto Jeanette and assisted her towards the door, where she sadly had to let go of the overly soft woman in front of her. But she got a great look at her behind in exchange, yet something was very off about that butt…

“Ms Hyun, wait, stand still for a moment” Candice said as she kneed down behind the buns of her principal.

“What? Please do it quick, I can feel a lot of things moving in the right direction…” Jeanette said as she instinctively clenched down, only to be rewarded with a roiling groan from inside.

Candice pried open the sticky buns and was greeted by a puckering asshole, but not only that, something black and rubbery seemed to stick inside of it.

“Is, is this a buttplug?” Candice asked softly.

“What? No, why would I use a buttplug, if anything that’s the last thing I want blocking me up”.

“But, you got one here, don’t you feel anything?!?” Candice asked surprised.

“What are you talking about, anyway, quickly help me to the toilet, I can feel like it’s going to work this time” Jeanette said as she scurried down the stairs.

“Goddammit, this is Jack’s doing, I should’ve known something was up…”

Candice quickly followed suit and rush past Jeanette to open the door to the toilet.

As Jeanette entered the spacious bathroom, Candice quickly grasped for the buttplug and pulled with all her might.

Jeanette moaned and with one wet pop, the plug came out. Before Jeanette could even sit down, the floodgates had opened, a jello-like-mash quickly poured into the toilet.

Candice got a quick glimpse to her own dismay, but she swiftly assumed her position as operator of the flush handle.

Jeanette kept flooding the toilet in less than a minute, barely allowing it to refill its reservoir for the next flush. Candice looked in awe as she slowly saw the bloated woman deflate in front of her. The sheer amount she kept expelling and the pace at which it left its host almost seemed like a magic trick, to otherworldly to be true.

Candice felt her desires taking control of her again. Swiftly but softly, she grabbed a whole handful of the soft breasts of the mother in front of her, squeezing it tight. Following up by making out with the deflating mom. 

Jeanette gladly accepted the advances, feeling blissful after finally managing to go to the toilet for what seemed like an eternity.

Mash and jello kept pouring out for several minutes, past the 10-minute mark Jeanette seemed to be slowing down. By this point, she nearly looked like a pregnant woman in her 5th month.

“Just a little bit more, how many months were you into your pregnancy again?” Candice asked as she flushed another time. But quickly she went between Jeanette’s legs, planting her hand in front of Jeanette’s puckering asshole, preventing anything from coming out.

With a smug expression, Candice added: “Don’t you like that feeling, being so full, ready to let go but getting blocked right at the last moment, isn’t it great?”. Candice gave the groaning mom a smooch, teasing her into another orgasm.

“*Aaaah ha aah ha*, Yes I love it, it feels amazing, I can’t get enough of it. I don’t remember how many months, but I don’t think it matters anymore” Jeanette replied, breathing heavily, nearly drooling as she came down from the first climax of the morning.

“Hehehe, well too bad, because it’s got to come out at some point” Candice said as she let go of the floodgates.

Jeanette moaned so loud that the neighbours might even have heard it. Followed by another avalanche of jello. She didn’t seem to stop at all, she kept deflating, seemingly as if there was no end to the contents of her belly. 

Candice felt like she was reaching her own climax, just by watching the mother struggle to compose herself. She enveloped her mouth over the hot but soft breasts of the woman in front of her, making Jeanette moan another time, followed by a moan herself as she reached her own climax.

The duo was gasping for air, Jeanette expelling the last bits of her internal marsh. Once both regained their composure, they looked rather dumbfound at Jeanette her belly.

Jeanette her gut was convulsing heavily, almost as if something inside wanted out. But it certainly wasn’t her baby, it seemed to stretch through nearly her whole large intestine.

“*Oooof, oof* something wants out, I think I’m giving birth? Should that even be possible?” Jeanette asked in complete disarray, clenching her face in the process.

Candice looked in awe, Jeanette’s situation really didn’t look all that comfortable.

But with a sudden moan from Jeanette, Candice saw a long and slimy emerge beneath Jeanette’s buttocks.

Candice, completely dumbstruck, kept watching, giving Jeanette an occasional belly rub. But soon she realized what was going on.

Completely frozen in place, Candice asked: “I-is that an eel?!?!?”.

“I-I … what? I don’t know, but it wants out, badly, *aaarhhgg hnnnng*” Jeanette replied, followed by a loud moan.

But suddenly the eel slithered its way out in one sweep, before quickly disappearing into the toilet pipes. 

Candice sighed as Jeanette started to become a bit desperate.

*Goddammit Jack, that’s just messed up…* Candice thought.

“C-Candice, w-where’s my pregnant bump?!?” Jeanette asked in a concerned tone.

“Don’t worry, I’ll explain, it has to do with Jack, but we’ll probably have to give him a very needed visit if we want the full story…”

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Two days passed without the portal maker and it felt grueling. His boss was suddenly distant, making him do menial work while she stayed locked in her office. Elliot had no clue why she was being so detached and unresponsive, but it kept everyone on edge. He thought about barging into her office, but that might actually get him fired. Kendra insisted that she needed the portal pen during the day, but she wouldn’t tell him why. Regardless, he planned to have it back for tomorrow, then he’d be able to see what Angela was hiding.
 
“Elliot!” Angela snapped, appearing on the stairs. “Why aren’t you up there helping customers? Stocking can wait!”
“I was just checking if we had…” He trailed off, pointing to a box.
“Frilly panties can wait. There is a line and Shannon is by herself at the counter. Get up there!” She glared. “Now!”
 
He gave a loud sigh as he marched up the stairs. She could help, but that would require some actual work from miss high and mighty. He walked past the line of scowling customers and logged in a second till. Two women darted over, placing handfuls of clothing upon the counter. Shannon was having trouble with a barcode, so he paused to help her look up the price. The women at his register gave numerous insults to their service as he turned back to scan and bag their garments. I miss the portal rod so much…
 
It took a long time to clear out the line of customers, but thankfully the last few were very friendly. Shannon thanked him and asked for a moment to use the bathroom. He watched the thirty-something woman walk away. The red pencil dress hugging her hips as she strutted along with her heels clacking on the tile. He organized some clothing until he heard her heels once more. Another customer was searching nearby, but he wasn’t ready quite yet, giving them a moment to talk.
 
“Thanks! So, how are you today, Elliot?”
“Good.” She looked aside, allowing him to steal a glance at her cleavage. She kept it tasteful, but she was quite busty. “Has Angela been acting weird today?”
“Yeah, I noticed too. She gets like that some days, but it’ll be better tomorrow.” The woman pushed a loose strand of hair behind her glasses. “Must be a full moon coming tonight!” He couldn’t tell if she was being serious. She was fairly nice, but a little strange.
 
Angela was waiting for him as he headed back downstairs. “Did you get a bike yet?” He shook his head. She scoffed, looking aside as she thrust the thick envelope against his chest. “You should get one soon to bring these deliveries so it doesn’t take all day.”
“But walking is-“
“It is too slow and too dangerous. Take the rest of the day and get some transportation.” She took his hand and mashed a hundred dollar bill into his palm. “Come in early tomorrow to make up the time you miss today.” She turned away, leaving him confused and irritated.

Addy gave a big smile, leaning down to show a little bit of her cleavage before turning away from the table. She was very good at teasing out tips from most customers. She stuck the order on the turnstile and grabbed a couple of plates. She was surprisingly good at her job and it upset Kendra more than she expected.
 
Passive-aggressive bitch. She stewed about Addy’s earlier comments. Judging me for my tattoos – maybe you should have some fucking expression. Maybe you should focus on your goddamned self instead of making jabs at me! Kendra was on break now, hidden in a secluded corner of the storeroom, watching the girl through a portal. She created another portal to Adelaide and used Elliot’s idea, directing water into her cute little butthole. Kendra smiled, watching her expression of shock.
 
Addy put a hand on her flat tummy, recalling the feeling from the gym. She tried to act casual as she set the food down and chatted with the guests, but Kendra maxed the flow. The bubbly girl crinkled her nose, leaning upon the table for a quick moment before regaining composure. Her face reddened as one older man made a joke and he clearly thought he was the cause. He bantered with her, making her hide the fight raging inside. Her belly grumbled loudly, making them go awkwardly silent.
 
“You sound hungry! Have a seat and we can share!” The other two guys chuckled.
“Thanks, but I have to take care of my other tables first!”
 
They all gawked at her butt as she left, but she was completely distracted. Kendra lowered the flow, allowing her to walk normally again. Her eyes searched the room for something to explain her situation, but like before she was completely baffled. The water surged again before slowing, adding urgency to her steps. She undid her apron and asked another server to cover.
 
“I’m already helping five tables! Wait until Kendra gets back.” The sassy girl turned away without sympathy.
 
Addy gave a longing look to the door before retying her apron loosely. She had to take another guest’s order while enduring the unyielding supply of water splashing into her behind. Her belly ached and grumbled, sometimes getting louder than the background music. She caught a few awkward glances while passing other patrons. She noticed a bulge beneath her apron. It was tight now and it was subtly restricting her movement. Food was ready to be delivered and she didn’t have much of a choice – she had to suffer through.
 
The dishes clanked as the tray shook. She had to maintain complete focus not to spill as she planted it next to the table. She dispersed the plates, completely forgetting where they should go. The men were forgiving, though, making bold jokes about how pretty she was. Normally she’d counter their advances just enough to keep them in line and get a good payout, but tonight she was faltering. Every movement was a struggle, and then the water flow increased. A bowl of sauce flopped onto the table, spilling into the older man’s lap.
 
Addy exchanged apologies with the laughing man, fetching napkins to help sop up the sticky hot sauce. After some cleanup she excused herself hastily, rushing to the bathroom as the geyser in her ass continued. The pressure decreased as she sat on the toilet, but nothing came out. She could feel the running water just inside her body. It felt strange and nothing could help her ache. She adjusted her clothing as she looked into the mirror. She looked frazzled, but otherwise, she was able to hide her suffering.
 
She moved her apron aside, astonished by her prominent belly. Her movements were slow and labored. She felt somewhat queasy as the liquid sloshed around. Nothing could explain this, but she only hoped it would clear up like it had after the night at the gym. Her unfiltered expressions told the story. She was putting on quite the show for the unseen woman orchestrating her trouble.
 
Knowing she had to get back to work before someone noticed, Adelaide washed up and did her best to hide her stomach before heading out. Moving down the cramped corridor, she turned the corner and collided with the man from the table. At that moment the slow trickle in her ass ramped up into a full eruption. She whimpered, stumbling to rest against the man. He laughed quietly while directing her around the corner.
 
“Hey, are you okay?”
“F-fine…”
“You don’t look fine.” He ran a hand along her apron, smoothing it down to see her defined midsection. “Did you have that before?” His puzzlement changed to playfulness. “What were you doing in there?”
She jerked away. “Don’t… I have a… condition.”
The man put a hand upon the wall trying to intimidate her. “I don’t think you’re being honest with me little lady.”
 
Addy was uneasy, too distracted to respond. Kendra thought about helping the guy out and giving him a direct link to Adelaide’s pussy, but she knew that would be too cruel. Plus she didn’t like how aggressive the older man was, so she decided to give her victim a break. Kendra made a portal into the man’s pants and gave his balls a quick, hard squeeze. He gasped and went to his knees. Addy tensed and closed her eyes, but soon realized she had an opportunity to get away.
 
Trudging ahead as the water blasted up her ass, she could feel pressure beneath her apron. It was tight now, helping to keep her swollen belly in check. Her eyelids hung low as she fell into a chair. It creaked as she shifted, wiping the sweat from her neck. It was hard to keep quiet. She knew people were all around, but her stomach was still filling and it ached badly. She loosened the knots on the small apron, whimpering as it pulled free. Her belly rumbled as it settled, hurting even more as the air slipped higher.
 
She placed the wadded apron upon the table right as one of the cooks passed by. Armin paused to check on her. “You all right?” His eyes snapped to her midsection. “Something the matter?”
“Yeah, just a… allergy.”
“It, uh… It looks kind of serious. Should I call-“
A deep rumble came from her stomach. “No, no, just bad gas.”
 
Kendra didn’t want her to get off that easily. She grinned deviously, grabbing a bottle of hot sauce from a nearby shelf, opening it, and poking it into Addy’s behind. The reaction was sudden, making the girl launch from her seat and into the friendly man. She brought him down, holding her butt as she lay on her side. Startled, Armin got onto one knee and tried to comfort Addy.
 
“Woah, let… let me get someone.”
“It’s fine!” Adelaide breathed through her teeth, trying to keep him from drawing more attention to her predicament. “It just has to pass.”
 
Laughing to herself, Kendra delivered another dose of hot sauce, hearing it glug as Addy’s asshole drank it eagerly. Again Addy twitched into the air, unable to avoid the burning pain in her rump. Her belly rebounded, pulling her back onto her side. Amir’s hand bumped against her midsection, causing another cramp and adding to her grief.
 
He was at a loss, searching for someone to assist. “Whatever this is… it seems serious. I gotta get help.” Kendra decided to intervene. She hurried out of the storeroom and around the corner, bumping into the concerned man before he could find someone else. “It’s Addy, she’s having some kind of trouble.”
Following along, Kendra knelt beside the full, groaning girl lying upon the floor. She took her hand, barely hiding her smile after seeing the girl’s panicked expression. “What’s wrong?”
“I… uh… it’s just an allergy. I’ll be okay though.” She drew a sharp breath, probably still feeling the sting of the hot sauce.
 
Comforting her, Kendra looked up to the worried man. “It’s okay, I’ve seen this happen before. She’ll be fine. I’ll stay with her until she gets through it.” He questioned it, but she reassured him. “I’ll take care of her.” Finally, after a thoughtful look, he continued on, leaving them alone in the back room. The girl was somewhat relieved, but the water was still going and her belly was enormous. Kendra was pleased at her size, having trouble helping the fattened girl to her feet.
 
“Are you sure this is an allergy?” Kendra toyed with her victim.
“Y-yes. I must have eaten something.”
“I don’t think-“
“I ate something and it’s making me swell up!” She snapped. “Help me to the bathroom or leave me alone!”
 
Annoyed, Kendra stepped back and watched. Adelaide was agitated by her choice. Taking slow, clumsy steps, moving without assistance. Russet hair stuck to her forehead as she lurched to the edge of the room.  Her stomach growled, with her cute belly-button peeking beneath her work shirt. Having an already ample chest, she looked noticeably pregnant. She was grunting, making pained noises as she edged along the wall. She made it to the door when she stumbled, falling past and into the opposite wall.
 
Her legs trembled as she looked to Kendra. “Help me!”
“Not with a tone like that.”
“Are you serious? I’m having an allergic reaction to something!”
“No, you’re not. I know you’re lying to me about something and I think maybe our boss should hear about this.”
“What?” Addy put her back against the wall, looking like she might collapse under the increasing water weight. “Wh-Why would he care?” She stammered.
Kendra sized her up, hiding her glee as she watched the burdened girl struggling. “Fine, I will keep this… Whatever this is secret if you are nicer to me from now on.”
Her eyes darted around. “It’s not… I am… I’m not mean to you.”
“The hell you aren’t!” She proceeded to use a mocking voice. “Let me have that table, I don’t think you can handle them!” Kendra glared, changing to a venomous tone, “It gets old.”
 
Adelaide’s eyes welled-up. “I’m sorry, I know I shouldn’t.” Her jaw trembled and then she started bawling. “I just don’t think about how I come across sometimes. I can be harsh, but I am trying to teach you. I really am trying to teach you, Kendra! I don’t want those jerks to make you quit!”
 
Words eluded her and Kendra didn’t know how to handle the situation. Addy was weeping as she leaned upon the wall, her belly bouncing as she sobbed. Her clothing pulled tight as the flowing water continued. The inflated girl took a clumsy step before stumbling. Kendra instinctually caught her, but she was too big, bringing them both down. They lay entangled, with soft vibrations emanating from Addy’s guts. The small brunette grimaced, her face resting upon Kendra’s ample chest.
 
She hastily went to her knees, wiping tears away as she apologized. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to…” *grrroooo-glug* Her stomach spoke, urging her to stand. The small, engorged girl climbed up artlessly. Her uniform ripped in the back as she shuffled to the door. A small section of her cute, pink panties showed from the new opening. Kendra offered help, but she urgently declined. “No, no, I’ve got to- ah… I need to go… to the bathroom.” Addy looked big and ungainly, with a wide stance to support her bulky belly. Another pathetic whimper came out as the water churned in her stomach.
 
Once assured that she could actually make it to her destination, Kendra scampered back to the stockroom. She enjoyed watching the big girl slide along the wall. Gasping, she slammed the door and fumbled with the lock. She was more vocal now, making noises as she waddled to the toilet. She struggled to remove her tight skirt, tearing it a little more before dropping it to her ankles. She raised her belly to reach her panties, using an arm to restrain her stretched abdomen. Her soft, springy skin looked wonderful, jiggling as she removed her underwear. Her shirt was stretched tight over her chest and upper belly, accentuating her beautiful curves.
 
With a sigh, Kendra new it was time to unplug her. She struck out the portals, leaving only one to watch her empty. Her cute face twisted in agony as she blasted water into the toilet. She bit her lip and held her middle, pushing hard to eject the fluid. Kendra almost felt bad for the poor girl, but then she recalled her snide comments from yesterday. She enjoyed the show until she remembered the time.
 
“Oh fuck, I have to get back!” She closed the last portal and grabbed a spare skirt from the shelf. She sat it outside of the room and let her know, rushing to clock back in. She was six minutes late, but no one seemed to notice. She went back to the table with the rowdy older men, asking if they needed anything else.
 
“Nah, just waiting to say goodbye to that cute girl.” The confident man narrowed his eyes, looking at her like a piece of meat. “You look like a lot of fun.” He smiled.
“You have no idea.” She smirked. “She won’t be back for a while, had to run an errand.”
“Aww, that’s disappointing. Say, you might actually be better suited for what I was about to ask.” He offered a business card that read: ‘Dominic Kant: Casting Agent’ along with his phone number. “Give me a buzz if you’re looking to do some modeling. Your friend is invited too.”
 
Kendra stopped herself from going off on the man. She was deeply upset by such a skeevy practice and assuming that either of them would be drawn into the thinly-veiled trap. She knew of so many porn videos that started like that. But, with the portal rod, she could actually entrap him instead. So, she only thanked him, taking the card like a good girl and bidding them goodnight. She pocketed the forty dollar tip and went back to work.

He moved the bookcase, finding his personal collection of portals. He needed to let off some steam and this time he wasn’t going to hold back. Through Angela’s portal, he found her relaxing at home, which gave him the perfect opportunity to fuck her brains out. He pulled out his cock and used a little saliva before slipping it in. She didn’t seem to care, only shifting slightly as he eased in. It actually bothered him, so he went in faster, pushing firmly into her warm pussy. His whole dick was in and she didn’t seem to care. What a whore!
 
Elliot fucked her, feeling the excited hole getting wetter with each poke. He didn’t understand how the woman could remain so casual. She sat her phone aside and yawned, infuriating him. He gripped the sides of the bookcase and went hard, making it rock back and forth as he jabbed his fat cock into the slippery mound. He could hear the wet noise as he plunged in, feeling her clamping down on him occasionally. It was almost too much, forcing him to slow down for a moment. He was being so rough, but she wasn’t feeling it at all.
 
It’s not connected to her. He looked to the other women’s portals, seeing that they were also unaffected. Who is…? He pushed in before grabbing the portal pen. He opened a portal to Kendra and was shocked to confirm his suspicion. Kendra was melted upon the couch, her mouth open as she breathed quickly. Heather was sitting nearby but didn’t seem to notice her daughter’s lustful movements.
 
Closing her eyes, Kendra worked her hips, but she couldn’t move the cock inside. Elliot was in control. He knew he should pull out and scold her for messing with the portals, but it felt fantastic. He came out just a little before driving back in. Kendra pressed into her sides, unable to touch herself while their mother was so close. He continued harassing her, working his cock carefully to edge them closer. He couldn’t believe he was doing it with his sister, but it was too incredible to just stop. Just don’t cum inside her and you can play dumb.
 
She was getting heated, subtly resting a hand upon her tit. Elliot wished he could hold her full breasts and give them a soft squeeze. His skin flushed at the thought. He moved slowly, but the desire became too much. He moved faster, pumping his sister roughly, watching her fail to maintain composure. She let out a moan and Heather glanced back.
 
Her features tightened as she realized what was happening. Letting out a disappointed sigh their mother turned back to the T.V. as she spoke. “I didn’t figure you’d like him that much!”
Kendra froze, seeing the bumbling love-interest on the screen. “Oh, ah, I wasn’t…”
“Whatever, just don’t do it in front of company.” An awkward silence followed. “He is kind of cute, I guess.”
 
Sometimes I wonder if Mom is too open with us. With wild, searching eyes, Kendra took her blessing and put a hand between her legs. She rubbed through her jeans, still trying to be quiet as she got comfortable. She nibbled lightly upon her lip piercing, running her other hand beneath her shirt. Her pierced nipples propped up the t-shirt and a good portion of her sleeve tattoo showed as she silently masturbated.
 
Watching his sister writhing with passion while his cock was inside her was amazing. He was able to go a little longer after the pause, pumping her wet snatch with the same vigor he had intended for his boss. He was working out his frustrations without care, but when he felt the pressure building he prepared to pull out. All of the shameful, deviant thoughts came rushing back. He knew he needed to pull out, but he was seriously debating it. Fuck! I can’t! He was just about to take it out when her vagina clamped tight. It was too strong, making him hesitate as cum spurted out. It was too late now, so he just let go – his hot jizz splashed into his sister’s quivering pussy. The first couple of pulses making her jerk with pleasure.
 
She put a hand over her mouth, riding her other hand as she pushed to climax. She tensed for a moment before letting go, wiggling in her seat and sliding lower, going limp after the gripping orgasm. Her enticing green eyes opened lazily. He stared into those gorgeous eyes through the portal, her rosy cheeks and frazzled green hair looking so incredibly sexy. He felt ashamed for a second, but also relieved. He had wanted this for years, but he just couldn’t admit it. It felt wrong, but that actually excited him even more.
 
He pulled out and cleaned off their juices. Kendra looked so pleased, shifting her legs with contentment. Heather glanced back with a smirk, saying nothing as her daughter put her head down and took a nap. He closed the portal and decided to keep this experience to himself. She can’t know that I did it on purpose. He remembered the catalyst for this whole situation, but decided to punish Angela tomorrow instead.

Enlightenment

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

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

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

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

Dreaming Big

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Greta was on her way with fresh clothes, but she couldn’t wait. Ves peeked through the door, hopeful that everyone else went home. The partially naked and very pregnant woman crept through the well-lit hallway, hoping the janitor wouldn’t notice. She rushed to the bathroom and collected her cell phone and a few other necessities. She cleaned them quickly and bounded back to her office. The enormous belly made her footsteps thud against the tiled floor.

A noise forced her to dart into an empty office, watching as the janitor headed past. He would be shocked by the mess ahead, but at least he wouldn’t know who caused it. She awkwardly trotted through the hall, carefully opening her door and sliding her bulky frame through. She was exhausted. The chilly seat against her bare bottom helped to rouse her mind. She attempted to do some paperwork, but she only lasted a few minutes before her eyelids drooped and her head bobbed.

Lifting her ill-fitting sweater and glancing past her generous chest, she could see her belly shifting. Whatever was inside was very active all of a sudden, causing the occasional pain as it pressed against her organs. She knew it was the reason she felt so drained. She put a hand on her tummy, feeling it push outward in response. It was unsettling at first, but now it only irritated her. In spite of the movements, she felt her head dip low again. It was so very tempting to put her head down and sleep.

Something changed. She sat upright, feeling alert as if a surge of adrenaline spread through her body. She questioned her sudden burst of energy before hearing his familiar voice. “I want to help you. I was in a situation like this before.” She didn’t know exactly what he meant and he didn’t elaborate. However, this allowed her to do some work.

After one page she realized she needed her computer. Without the peripherals, she had to improvise. She lifted her bulky belly and snuck through the door once more. The janitor was making noise at the end of the hall, thankfully unaware of her presence. He scrubbed the floor vigorously, cursing from time to time. She borrowed a computer mouse and a few other essentials before heading back to her office.

She was able to roll through the work thanks to her unending energy. She wrote faster and completed equations without the aid of a calculator. It felt amazing, and she was able to do a huge amount of work before she hit another snag. She needed the company stamp. Again, she moved into the main area, hearing the man working in the next office.

After building courage, she hugged the wall and diverted into another room. She rushed in, found the stamp, and turned to leave. The janitor’s cart rolled forward, coming to a stop at the office door. Scrambling to find a hiding spot in the unlit office, she hid beneath the desk, awkwardly scrunching down against her big belly. The man walked casually, emptying the waste bin, wiping down the desk, and watering the plants. He came uncomfortably close as she waited. It was difficult to sit at this angle, with her head pressing against her churning stomach. She kept quiet, hoping he didn’t notice the random noises that radiated from her belly.

The man took his time, dusting some picture frames and organizing some papers on the shelf. She watched through a small opening in the side of the desk, feeling anxious every time he paused. Her legs felt shaky, growing weak from being at an odd angle. He vacuumed the rug, allowing her to adjust, but she quickly found that no position could be sustained for long. She let out a sigh of relief as he packed up and headed to the next room. Lucky for her, he was disorganized, switching between different offices as he went along. He turned away from her office, giving her a window to get out. She got up, stretching her legs and rubbing her neck before moving. She crept out, staying low as she made a B-line for her door. A sound made her heart race. People were talking as the elevator door slid open around the corner.

She raced in and plopped down, hiding her nude lower half behind the desk. It did nothing to hide her massively pregnant belly and she knew it would be difficult to explain. She couldn’t even think of an excuse. Her mind raced with what her lover might say and how shocked she would be. She held her breath as the knock came.

The door opened as the voices paused. Ves felt a sudden release, her stomach shrank in an instant. It felt very unpleasant, leaving her feeling small and empty as if something was pulled out of her body. The thin sweater covered her properly now and she was able to breathe again. The security guard leaned in with serious eyes, asking if Greta was allowed in. With approval, he ushered her in and closed the door.

Ves sprang up, trotting over to kiss her savior. “Thank you so much!”
“What happened?” Greta asked with genuine concern.
“I just had a bad day and… I just want to go home. Can I ride with you tonight?”
“Of course!” She stepped closer, hugging her lover and giving her a quick smooch. “Let’s get you home. I have a surprise waiting.”

Ves was overjoyed to be rescued from whatever had transpired. She had more work to do, but it could be done in the morning. She slipped on the fresh clothing and replaced the items she borrowed. Relieved that the nightmare had passed, she followed Greta to the car, admiring her big ass as they waited in the elevator. Greta shot her a playful smile and made sure to take slower steps as they headed through the parking garage. They drove to the gate, waving at the security guard.

A firm pressure built in her loins. Ves felt a small tickle on her clit, huffing as she leaned ahead. The man inside was toying with her again. The guard looked confused, but they were already driving away. She grimaced, feeling dampness in her clean panties. She had an intense urge to rub her clit harder, but she couldn’t explain it if Greta asked. The man was intentionally teasing her, urging her to give in, but never coming close to orgasm. The uncomfortable teasing lasted all the way home, making her very hot and bothered when they pulled into the parking spot.

The sensation stopped, letting her cool off as they walked in. A pleasant aroma made her stomach growl. The table was covered with various dishes. Greta went all out today and the sight almost made her cry. This was just what she needed.

“I might have overdone it…”
“No, no, it’s perfect.” She planted a slow kiss on her lover’s lips.
Greta was pleased. “You might have to warm it up, but you enjoy it while I prepare dessert!”

Greta smiled seductively, plucking a piece of chicken before slipping into the other room. Ves was left to indulge, taking generous portions of the dishes. She didn’t even care that they were lukewarm. She gobbled down the food, realizing she hadn’t eaten since the afternoon. It was beyond delicious. After cleaning the plate she decided to take more.

“Yes, eat as much as you can. Giving you that extra stamina earlier required a lot of energy!” The disembodied voice spoke.
She sighed, feeling tired and anxious, wanting to enjoy whatever Greta had planned next. “Can you speed this along? I need to shower before I go to the bedroom…”
He chuckled. “I suppose I can.”

She felt something slide up her throat and push from between her lips. A thin purple tendril launched out and enveloped a piece of baked chicken. It came back and forcefully pulled it down her esophagus and into her belly. She felt the process repeating and tried to ignore the strange sensation as it ingested more and more.

“Don’t you want to savor your lover’s meal?”
“Yes, but I want to hurry to see her.” She gave an incoherent response, but he didn’t require a verbal answer.
“That’s cute.” She couldn’t tell if he was mocking her.

Ves pondered his response, knowing he was just toying with her again. Within minutes she cleared both of the main courses and all six of the side dishes. Even the thick biscuits went down quickly. Looking over the table cluttered with jumbled, empty dishes, she finally had a chance to recover. “So much for leftovers.” She swallowed a few times before climbing out of her seat.

Her belly only showed a slight bulge in spite of feeling full and heavy. The tired feeling passed, leaving her only excited for the next part of the evening. She wanted to see her lover, but she felt too gross. In the bathroom, she stripped down and took a warm, relaxing shower. It took longer, as she had to clean every nook and cranny after the ordeal at work. Her full breasts and thick ass perfectly complimented her pudgy belly. She still maintained her hourglass figure and it felt fantastic as she slid her hands along her springy skin.  It took a lot of control to avoid touching herself.

She toweled off, feeling extremely frisky. Still a little damp, she trotted to the bedroom with childish glee. She found her lover sprawling upon the bed with her limbs tied to the bedposts. Only one arm remained free and Ves happily helped, restraining her completely. She slid the blindfold in Greta’s purple hair lower, marveling at the presentation.

Her big, beautiful body jiggled as she shifted on the bed. Greta moaned in anticipation, unknowing of what would come next. Her fat ass squished beneath. She moved her thick legs, pulling lightly against the ropes. The plump tits rising as she breathed quickly. Her big, soft belly looking pleasantly squishy. Ves put her hands into the flabby stomach and kneaded it like dough. It felt wonderful. She planted a few soft kisses around her belly-button before finding the top of her trimmed mound.

Squirming with anticipation, Greta let out a low moan. Ves wanted to tease her a bit, so she kissed her inner thighs, moving from side to side slowly. This let her lover wonder and hope that the next kiss would be on her juicy pussy, but they both knew it wouldn’t come for a while. The kisses moved down her legs and onto her feet. Ves suckled upon her toes, using her tongue to circle between them. She let them out of her mouth with an audible pop before moving to the other foot. Her tongue sliding along the ball of her foot before wrapping around her big toe.

Greta whimpered and shifted, unable to get away from the tickling pleasure. Ves massaged her feet with her thumbs before crawling over the bound woman. Enjoying the game, she ran her tongue along the underside of her arm, lightly nibbling at her neck before continuing to her breast. She cupped them, sucking around her nipple before moving to the other boob, careful to avoid the erect nipples as she tongued her large areolas.

Her senses felt sharpened as she toyed with her lover. The supple, rolling skin looked so soft and malleable. Squeezing it felt incredibly satisfying. Her soft moans brought delight to her ears. Even the subtle aroma from her clean hair aroused a deep desire. Ves was so excited by teasing her lover that she felt a small orgasm run through her body. She twitched silently above the blindfolded girl, not wanting her to know that she came first.

Allowing it to pass, she continued, taking a moment to move higher. She licked Greta’s round cheek cautiously, watching her lips tremble in anticipation. Instead of kissing her she went higher and nibbled on her ear lobe. Warm breath sent a shiver through her lover. Ves smiled, finally giving her a quick kiss. She pulled back, making Greta chase slightly before doing it again. After a few feigned attempts, she gave in and delivered a long, sensual French kiss. Their tongues dancing as their bodies pushed together.

Moving lower, Ves left a trail of kisses between her sprawling breasts and down her mushy belly. She jumped over the mound again, kissing her sensitive thigh. She giggled at Greta’s frustration and decided to end her torment. She pressed her nose into the puffy slit and put out her tongue. She eased it in, enjoying her lover’s taste. This immediately caused Greta to thrash against her bindings, moaning loudly as she came forcefully. It almost sounded painful, but Ves knew it was simply an unforeseen orgasm. The first of many.

Her tongue went deeper as her nose pressed against her clit. Greta’s body was more relaxed now, but she still wanted more. She pushed her hips forward, moaning loudly as the tongue explored her entrance. Ves stopped for a moment to lick her clit, making her pull away from the unexpected delight. Without letting up, Ves worked her button as she slid a couple of fingers inside her empty pussy. Greta tried to close her legs, but the knots she tied were able to withstand the struggling.

“This is boring me, so I will leave you with a goodnight present.” His voice spoke in her mind.

Startled, Ves felt something happening below. It moved lower in her vagina, sliding from between her lower lips. She raised up noticing a purple tendril coming from between her legs. It grew longer and thicker, growing into the shape of a cock. A huge, glistening cock. It hardened and smoothed, looking like she had a dildo wedged in her loins. Arousal overshadowed confusion and she decided to go with it.

The head glided into her lover’s wet hole. It went in easily despite its size, opening her up as Ves eased it deeper. She hadn’t taken something this large for years and it showed. Greta grunted and bared teeth, tensing up as the thick gel cock penetrated her. It was only halfway in and she was already breathing fast to relax her body. She liked some pain, but it was hard to tell if this was too much for her.

Ves was amazed, able to feel everything through the shaft. Somehow it felt almost like her own and it was too wet to stop. She eased more in, watching her lover fighting to accept it. She let out a coo, grimacing as she took the sizable shaft. Wild with desire, Ves couldn’t resist any longer. She felt a twinge of regret as she shoved it farther, pressing into the hilt. Greta’s pussy clamped down as she struggled. It was way too big for her, but she didn’t say to stop, so Ves ignored her anguished grunting.

Without care, Ves started pumping, watching her lover’s fat body rolling with the thrusts. It felt amazing. She loved the new way of dominating her lover, making her squirm with pain and lust. She finally understood why men were always such pushy assholes. With a cock it felt too good to hold back. No, it felt even better than a regular dick. The shaft nudged her g-spot with each movement. She could feel sensations running through her body when Greta squeezed. It was the most incredible pleasure she had ever experienced.

Greta’s soft eyes closed tightly, enduring pain from the thick pole jammed into her snatch. She was wet, but still unaccustomed to such a large intrusion. The movements slowed for a moment before resuming the quick pace. She whimpered as her plump tits rolled upon her chest. Ves licked her way along the bouncing bosoms, sucking on the side after she grabbed hold. Her lips moved onto the erect nipples, sucking them hard as she alternated between her breasts. With a hard squeeze, she slurped on the sensitive tits and it was enough to pull her lover’s attention from her aching pussy. 

The dampness increased. Greta loved being used roughly and in spite of her anguished expression she was grabbing hold of Ves’ ass, tightening her legs around her lover. Ves pulled back to watch, hearing their skin slapping hard. The pleasure built in her body and every pump increased her enjoyment. Her skin tingled, feeling like a soft shock was passing up her spine. Ves held her breath, overcome by delight as an orgasm took hold, causing her to quake violently atop her soft lover. Locking lips, Greta pushed her hips upward and onto the smooth shaft connecting them. They lay connected, kissing as the climax passed.

Ves knew Greta hadn’t finished, so she pulled out for a moment to let the overstimulation pass. She untied the bonds and rolled Greta over. She smacked her ass, watching the wave roll through before doing it again. She continued, using more force until she heard a soft grunt of agony. They both enjoyed it. She pulled Greta’s ass up and guided the purple cock back into her pussy. It didn’t seem to be hurting Greta anymore, so she made sure to be rougher. Doing her doggy style, Ves grabbed her violet hair and yanked her head back. Greta grunted like an animal as her neck jerked back, taking the forced fucking dutifully.

Her big butt rippled as Ves humped her. Her meaty ass hitting against her crotch, completely burying the shaft that came from her pussy. She made sure to push in and wiggle side to side, forcing it into the hidden areas of her stretched hole. She held onto Greta’s wide hips, pounding away at her audibly wet pussy. She could tell that an orgasm was close for her portly girlfriend, but she didn’t want to make it that easy.

“Want it in your ass?”
Greta huffed, “not yet, just a little-“
Before she could answer Ves took it out and popped it into her ass. “Too bad.”

Greta drew in a sharp breath. She wasn’t ready and pain trumped her orgasm. She let her acclimate for a few seconds, only inserted a third of the way. Greta yelped as she fed her more of the slippery protrusion. Without her bonds, she was able to move freely, but she stayed in place – trying to take Ves’ pole like a good bitch.

A long, sad groan came as Ves plunged it deeper. She couldn’t withstand it any longer. Rising up, she tried to move away, but Ves followed along while holding her hip. Greta’s rotund body jiggled, trying desperately to evade the pain as Ves fought to get a little farther. Ves forcefully pushed her lower, still holding her hair as she fucked her ass fervently. It was loud and wild. Ves was stronger, riding her relentlessly and forcing her into submission.

The fight left Greta, as it always had. She relaxed somewhat, still clenching her teeth as she rested on her elbows. She was sopping wet, finally finding enjoyment through the pain. Her cushy ass flattened on her lover’s shaven crotch – the huge pole jabbing into her open asshole. She gripped the sheets tightly, feeling her big tits and pudgy belly rocking in the air. She felt small and weak and she loved it. Her moans grew louder as Ves pounded her ass. Just a little longer and…

The climax was sudden and intense. Breath caught in her throat as Ves forced the toy all the way in. It seemed to get longer, making the finish even more overwhelming. Reaching back, she held onto Ves’ soft outer thigh. Her wet, unused pussy dripped with excitement while her asshole pinched around the long, thick toy. She raised up, taking a few more quick thrusts that made her gasp in astonishment. She felt lightheaded as Ves started going again.

They continued for over an hour. Ves took her from many angles, making sure that they both came frequently. It was their most vigorous fuck-session of the past few months and they both loved it. Ves was always dominant, making her fat fucktoy work hard for it and giving it to her even harder after. Ves used her oddly adaptable protrusion in many ways before it receded. Even after the slime went back into her body she was able to give Greta another orgasm. Their chests heaved as they flopped onto the bedside by side. Soaked in sweat and juices, they were physically drained, lying arm in arm, spooning until sleep took hold.

The office was immaculate, clean, and orderly. Ves pushed the button to call her cohorts. Hiving moved her way up to CEO of the company gave her freedom beyond belief. Greta and Jacob came in standing proudly and wearing business attire. Greta was her right hand, doing anything she asked for at work and at home. If she had any question or any need then Greta would figure out the solution. Jacob was third, being more of an assistant. He would handle problems and accomplish whatever was needed for Greta. Both women frequently used him to satiate their sexual urges too.

Now Ves had plenty of time and privacy to enjoy her status. She regularly indulged her desires for hours a day with her two confidants. The sex was wild and adventurous, never interrupted by visitors thanks to the security team posted at the elevator entrance. Whenever she had a craving she would get one of her playthings and take them for as long as she wanted. Everything else could wait until she came.

A third person was involved, but he had no status. Liam stood naked in the corner, his cock locked inside a chastity belt. She had the key and she only let him out when he was being an especially good pet. They found countless ways to abuse and humiliate the man – Ves made sure every day he worked was more miserable than the last. Over time his mind was breaking and she suspected he was enjoying some of the torment. So, she made sure to keep things varied, switching between physical humiliation and mental degradation without warning. He was being paid exorbitantly for the privilege and he needed to earn it. 

The main doors opened without a knock and a man stepped through. Both Greta and Jacob moved to the sides, respectfully greeting the visitor as he stepped in. Ves, however, didn’t recognize him. The tall, thin man looked rugged and experienced. He smirked as he passed Greta, eyeing her plump body. He sat down and made himself comfortable, looking oh-so suave as he grinned.

“Ves. A pleasure to meet you face to face. I’m the man on the inside. I’m John.”
“John?” She raised an eyebrow. “I expected… Someone more exotic.”
He laughed, “I’m here to help you. This is all just a fantasy, but it could be real.”
“Why?” His smile faltered at her question. “Just… why would you want to help me?”
“Ah, well, I was in a similar situation before I learned my abilities. I worked in an office for a bitchy boss and a bitchy assistant. I hated them so much, but I was such a push-over that I didn’t quit. I spent years being their servant and then they both got promoted and I got fired. Years later, after I figured out how to use magic, I got a job with my former boss and started siphoning money from the company. I blamed it on them and got them both fired before I… disposed of them.” He nodded at the thought. “I’ve killed people and I commune with beings that you would never believe.”

A shiver ran down her spine. She knew he could do things that she thought were unimaginable. She gulped and nodded, suddenly nervous about what he might say.

“You don’t have to worry. I was planning on killing you eventually, but you changed my mind. You are stubborn and determined and I am impressed! I’ve read your mind and I see the ambition – I want to help you achieve what you’re seeing now!” He looked to the other people in the room, his eyes stopping on Greta once again. “I just need you two to help me with a few tasks.”

Sweat trickled down her neck. “Uh, I don’t think we can…” Ves was trembling at the thought of doing something awful for the man. “What could we possibly do that you couldn’t?”
“See, you’re clever too!” He opened his hand as he spoke. “There are many things I will ask you to do for me. Some will be difficult and might push your boundaries, but some you will enjoy! Frankly, it all comes down to this – I enjoy power. You show me respect and do what I say and I can give you whatever you want. Without me you’d be living a simple life with that little snake always trying to beat you.” He gave a vague motion to Liam.

“Fuck you all.”

John gave him a long, cold glare. Liam’s expression changed abruptly. Puzzlement changed to worry as he felt something within. He held his abdomen, groaning and begging for forgiveness. John gave Ves a knowing smile, implying that this could be her if she crossed him. Liam’s stomach bulged outward, sagging low with weight. He looked pregnant at first, but soon it went past a normal size, dipping below his knees. He slumped to the floor, going to his hands and knees as he continued expanding. His self-assured, conceited expression was totally gone. He groveled with tears in his eyes, trying to convince John he was sorry.

“I am not the one you must apologize to.”

Liam looked to Ves with pure despair, unable to speak as his stomach pressed outward in multiple areas. It looked like rounded spikes were stabbing outward, growing larger by the second. “I-I’m… SORRY!” He hit the floor with his palm. John waited for her nod before stalling the man’s painful growth. He continued moving along the floor, begging pathetically as he struggled uselessly. Liam was in complete agony and she loved it. She was scared, curious, and she couldn’t say no.

With her acceptance, John gave her directions to his home and then vanished. She looked to the others, but they said nothing. Liam’s belly shrank to a more manageable size, but he was still in visible discomfort as he crawled along the floor. Ves got up and went to the door, seeing nothing of the man toying with her mind. She questioned Greta about the interaction, but she was just as confused.

An abrupt tightness caused Ves to gasp. She put a hand on her belly, feeling it expanding. The growth was quick, making her engorged within a minute. She became pregnant, feeling strenuous movement inside as she stumbled to the edge of her desk. Greta came over to rub her back, but Ves pushed her away. She was upset at the thought, wondering why John was still playing with her mind. She was very aware this was a dream, but the sudden dampness in her panties felt so real.

Amazed, she removed her water-logged pants and sat against the desk. She felt contractions, but almost no pain. Giving in, she told Greta to help. Ves slid her ass upon the table, keeping her legs open wide. She leaned back and pushed, feeling a tightness inside that quickly passed. She yelped as something started sliding down, but to her surprise, she didn’t feel pain.

It felt wonderful. The movements felt almost like a message. Pressure rolled along the inside of her womb and she felt the urge to push again. The thing inside continued lower. It felt long and slender, wriggling as it opened her cervix wider and pushed down. A small wave of delight passed through her as the object slid through her vagina and opened her lips.

Moaning, Ves pushed again, gritting her teeth as she crumpled some papers in her fists. She could feel a thicker portion of the creature trying to pass. Greta jumped back with fright while Jacob looked stunned. She heard a noise and peered over her still expanding belly. Another hiss came as a tongue shot out. A snake’s head peeked from her pussy. As unsettling as it was, she felt more distraught by the sensations still inside her. Her growth was increasing, forcing her to lay back on the desk as her writhing stomach churned. She could feel the massive snake growing and now it seemed to be stuck.

She pushed hard, feeling the thick body rolling around in her womb. It couldn’t seem to escape, so she had Greta and Jacob lift her. Standing upright, Ves squatted a bit and tried again. It still didn’t hurt, but her cervix opened uncomfortably wide. It stretched to the limit, trying to release the beast into the world, but the opening was too small. And worse yet, it was still growing. She dropped onto her hands and knees, giving another attempt. With a loud, high-pitched whine, she used all of her might, whimpering as it failed to dislodge the monster. It couldn’t pass, but it continued expanding.

The others tried to lift her, but she slipped from their grasp and fell back against the desk. Ves sat, huffing and moaning, trying to remember that it was just a dream. She tried to calm her mind, but it felt so real. She pushed again, but it was weak and nothing moved. The pressure was overwhelming. Stretch marks showed on her swollen, rosy-red belly. The bulk of the monster’s body continued writhing in her stomach, constantly slithering and shifting. She felt somewhat amazed at her size, but the horrified looks of the others caused concern. Even Liam was distracted from his pain to watch her expansion.

Her skin was so tight that she could see the outline of the serpent. She felt a pop inside and suddenly there seemed to be more space. More things broke within her body and numbness spread through her core. The snake fought to escape, opening her vagina wider as it thrashed around, but it was too late. She grimaced, feeling her belly pop open. A red mist sprayed outward, causing the others to stumble backward. She watched her skin rip apart, her womb splitting open as it birthed the creature. The giant snake’s body shot outward, the upper half still winding through her lower section. Smooth gray scales glistened as it moved through her ruined insides.

Ves sprang up in bed, gasping in a cold sweat. In near darkness, she could see her startled lover’s eyes. She calmed herself, assuring Greta that it was just a dream. Attempting to ease her mind, Gret rubbed her shoulder and lightly kissed her breast before attempting to go back to sleep. Ves did the same, lying back and trying to ignore how tangible it felt. She draped an arm around Greta as she tried to forget the experience.

Her eyes shot open as a movement came from her belly. Ves was frozen with fear, her heart racing – it was definitely slithering. She felt tears in her eyes, knowing nothing could save her from the awful fate. She didn’t know what to tell her lover, so she remained silent. Then, a sharp jab came from within her stomach. She had a sudden image of John’s wry smile. She let out a long breath, laughing silently in the darkness. This was his form of a joke. She was pissed, but more relieved than anything. She felt Greta snuggle closer as she went back to sleep.

At breakfast, Ves took a chance, explaining much of what transpired to her lover. Greta just shook her head, passing the thoughts as an elaborate dream. She was empathetic, understanding how much it affected her, but she didn’t believe a word of it. She rode along, mocking Ves as they drove to some remote area and down some treacherous roads in the mid-morning light.

“You don’t have to bring me to some secluded spot to fuck me. I’m willing to do it wherever!”
“You’ll see.” Ves knew they were close.
“I’ve never been this far away from civilization. Where do we find the snake people again?”
“Oh, shut up!”
Greta giggled. “Want a snack, maybe nibble on your cellphone for sustenance?”
Ves ignored the comment, craning her neck as the path curved. “We’re here.”

The cabin was quite large, but it looked pretty normal. She was expecting something bigger, but she knew it was right. They headed onto the porch, where she found a hidden key tucked beneath a floorboard, just as John instructed her. Greta was suddenly quiet, clearly disturbed as they stepped into the strange home. Inside it was completely different, looking like the interior of a lavish castle.

The main room was spacious, well furnished, and filled with tapestry. It couldn’t even fit into the cabin they viewed from outside. Some kind of magic was at play and Greta was starting to believe her story. They heard chanting coming from a connecting hallway, so they continued on. Greta turned the corner first, gasping as she slumped to the floor. Ves peeked around the corner, understanding why she fainted.

A giant, snake-like monster was speaking in a language that made her uneasy. The creature was beside a grossly overinflated woman who was hoisted up and tied to an X-shaped platform. Her vacant eyes showed no care as the snake-man rubbed her tight red stomach, constantly repeating a number of foreign phrases. It was completely invested in the ritual, ignoring their entrance. The woman gave them a passing glance before tensing and twitching violently. A wave rolled through her plump body, but her belly was so tight that it barely seemed to move.

Greta came to, blinking rapidly as Ves helped her up. They watched the scene as the restrained woman closed her eyes and pushed. Her belly tensed and her toes curled. Water splashed on the floor between her open legs. She showed her teeth as she pushed again and again. She was having immense difficulty expelling the child, but the snake creature continued chanting calmly. Greta and Ves exchanged looks, wondering if they should offer some kind of help.

Before they could intervene, the captured woman let out a loud grunt, pushing with all of her might. This time she made progress. A small portion of slightly darker, smooth skin showed from her stretched pussy. It was clear that the massive child wasn’t human. She fought to get it out, but her face seemed devoid of concern. Her body, however, was showing the strain. Sweat covered her pink skin while small noises betrayed her discomfort. Her hands balled into fists and her toes twisted in the air. She grew louder, letting out pained, sad grunts. A line of drool dripped between her breasts as she mumbled incoherently.

She managed to pass the head, revealing an oddly formed child that looked something like an obese human. It wailed, covered in pink slime. It wiggled in her tight entrance, slipping lower and struggling as one shoulder passed through. It flailed even more violently, shaking her whole body as it pulled an arm free and used it to assist in the exit. The humanoid creature was bigger than a toddler, but somehow she was still intact. The monster freed its other arm and used them both to push itself free. There was a wet, slurping noise as it slid its hips past. It was a boy, and it landed on the wooden floor with a slimy thump.

It was vocal, acting like a baby once more. The snake creature cleaned up and took the large child, paying no attention to the guests as it slithered past. The restrained woman passed out from the trauma, but she was still breathing. Her belly was quite large without the child and clear slime trickled from her gaping entrance and down her inner thighs. Ves stepped closer and gently touched her shoulder, but she was unresponsive.

Ves drew a sharp breath, feeling sudden movement in her belly. She involuntarily squatted as the pressure moved lower. Her lower lips spread wide, allowing something wet to pass in an instant. The blob of slime rolled along the floor, up the restrained woman’s leg, and into the cavernous opening. Ves was startled as the woman came to.

“This is Brittany.” The captured woman spoke with surprising ease after the ordeal. “But, I am inside her for now.” John controlled her, using her fingers to release the upper straps.
“She could get out at any time?”
“Of course,” he spoke through her mouth. “She’s my pet, she doesn’t have free will anymore.”
Greta whimpered behind her. “What do you want from us?”

Brittany stepped down from the platform, reaching lower and fingering her open vagina. Her nose crumpling in disgust as she felt the slimy hole. Sweating profusely, she looked physically drained but acted totally normal. It was strange seeing her so expressive after the event. Her eyes showed confidence as she turned her attention to Ves, walking closer and sliding a hand along her ample breasts. “We will get to that.” Ves recognized the smile from her dream.

Brittany’s hands went beneath her blouse and slid it up. Ves didn’t resist, feeling a little self-conscious as she reached around to undo her bra. The controlled woman walked around and cupped her breasts from behind. Ves could feel something poking against her butt and she knew the intent. She looked to Greta as the hands kneaded her ample chest. It felt kind of nice, but she had no clue what her lover was thinking about the ordeal.

Moving to Greta, Brittany wiggled the purple cock that formed between her legs. “Remember last night? That wasn’t a dildo… That was all me.” She poked her chest as she spoke in a low tone. “Now I want you again.” Brittany took her wrist and yanked her pants down. “Bend over and let me fuck you.”

Ves approached, raising a finger as she cut in. “Just wait-“ A quick gesture from Brittany made her stop in an instant. Stumbling to the side, Ves leaned upon the wall as her belly rumbled. Her midsection ballooning quickly, looking like she carried a giant round ball. “Ah…”

Averting her eyes from the unexplained punishment, Greta got into position. Staring at the ground, she spread her ass submissively. “Good girl.” Brittany lined up and pushed the slippery cock in between her cheeks. It poked up her butt and she didn’t even complain. Her fat ass slapped against the host’s shaven mound.

It was awkwardly quiet, so Brittany decided to spice it up. The sphere in Ves’ belly expanded. Spines pushed outward, making her whine like a child. “I need to hear more from you, Greta, or she will get it again, understand?”
“Yes!” She grunted loudly with each thrust. “Ah, ah, fuck me!”

Ves watched as the spines retracted, leaving her belly smooth and round. She was nervous, expecting the pain to return at any moment. Brittany took hold of Greta’s hair, riding her hard, much like Ves had done the night before. It would be enjoyable to watch the overweight girl being rammed normally, but Ves was scared of John’s intentions.

Brittany saw her frightened eyes, stopping abruptly. Waving her closer, Ves bent over next to Greta as instructed and spread her ass too. Brittany shoved the smooth pole up her rear, watching the apple ass jiggling as she fucked her. She did her for a while before moving back to Greta. She was having fun switching between the girls, watching them take it dutifully.

“I thought you were going to help me!” Ves complained as she watched her girlfriend taking it in the ass.
“Remember, I like power?” Brittany giggled, removing the violet dick and moving back to Ves. 

After pushing it all the way in, Brittany paused. A movement caused Ves to gasp in surprise. The cock seemed to be growing inside of her, opening her asshole from within. She enjoyed having things up her butt normally, but this was too much and the circumstance was too strange. Ves’ belly swung like a pendulum as he railed her with the girthy organ. She didn’t enjoy being butt-fucked by a stranger, but she didn’t get a say. She only hoped Greta wasn’t too scared. 

Greta’s cute face scrunched as he switched back, popping the thicker dick up her ass without warning. She was moaning and it wasn’t clear if she enjoyed it or not. She accepted it either way, holding onto the wall as Brittany’s thick body leaned into the motions. The pace increased and the two lovers shared a glance, questioning how they arrived at this point.

It was fun watching them squirm. Brittany held her wide hips, pushing towards climax. The man inside wasn’t accustomed to such feelings, but the real enjoyment came from making them nervous. Brittany put fingers in the fat woman’s mouth, hooking it from both sides and making her look like a fool. She rode her even harder, causing her to whine awkwardly and drool uncontrollably. Brittany pulled back and jabbed it in a few times before the sweet release took over.

She quaked with euphoria, her heart thrumming in her chest. Letting go of her face, Brittany lightly traced fingertips along her victim’s back. Warmth radiated from the woman’s skin, feeling soft and pleasant as she held onto her chubby sides. Greta sniffled as she unplugged her ass and let the purple cock recede and hide within her loins.

“That was for being a bitch to me at the coffee shop, Ves.” She spanked Greta’s big ass, mesmerized for a moment as the skin rebounded. “Now we can get down to business!” Brittany laughed as the two shared another glance. She left them for a minute, returning with a small brush and a vial of ink. She eyed Greta with devious intent.

Cold Shoulder

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His workdays were plush. Angela brought him along on some errands, having him deliver another shady package as she waited in the car. She informed him of an entry-level management role that he would be perfect for. He still had reservations, but it had a later start time and a more versatility. She needed to focus her time elsewhere and she didn’t trust the current employee pool. He agreed and she planned to teach him over the coming few weeks.
 
Elliot was hopeful, knowing if he was involved in something illegal then he could play dumb and keep his distance. The more important thought on his mind involved his sister. He thought about it as he walked home. I love Kendra, but we could never… do it. I have to be the strong one. Just be stern and honest. He opened the door to find Emery on the couch, watching something on her phone as an argument escalated upstairs.
 
She glared at him as she removed her earbuds. “They’ve been going at it for 20 minutes.”
He listened for a moment. “Andrew?”
“Yup. They broke up about 15 minutes ago.” She smirked. “He’s been trying to win her back since.”
“Well, I’m going to try and skirt past the storm.”
Emery nodded, “good luck, you’ll need it.”
 
Creeping up the stairs, he could hear the volume increase. Andrew was pleading, saying he didn’t even do anything wrong this time, but she was inconsolable. Saying she needed to move on and find a better match for herself – someone that understood her. Elliot realized the door was ajar and he tried his best to slip by. Darting into his room, he thought he was clear. He took a seat as the argument escalated.
 
“I don’t fucking CARE – get out!” A door slammed. There was a tense silence before Andrew stomped down the stairs and left. Elliot barely had a moment to think when Kendra burst in. “We’re done for real this time.” She sat on his bed. “About last night…”
 
“Kendra, I love you, but we can’t do it together and that’s final.”
She processed for a moment, searching his features. She scoffed as a sneer spread across her face. “It’s fine. I wasn’t even here for that. I just want to borrow the portal thing.”
“What for?”
“I just broke up with my boyfriend. You take a guess.”
“Fine, but I want it back in an hour.” She snatched it from his hand and left without a word.

“Asshole!” She slammed the door, knowing no one would bother her. No one cares that I just broke up with Andrew and my brother is so wrapped with his little girlfriend… That has to be why he’s being so bitchy about it. She made a portal upon the wall, showing Cybil as she stepped into the shower. Kendra appreciated the female form, watching the big-titted blonde lathering up.
 
Lifting her leg, Cybil cleaned her tiny bush before moving back to open her springy ass. She was fairly thin, and all of her weight seemed to be in her chest. She ran a hand beneath her heavy, low-hanging breasts, covering them in soap before stepping into the spraying water. Tiny nipples sat in the center of large, pink areolas and it was mesmerizing to watch. Elliot is into her in spite of her bland personality. Kendra sighed, watching the girl bend over to wash her long legs. Guess I can’t blame him.
 
Cybil gasped, planting her hands on the side of the shower. The loofah slipped from her grasp, but something was distracting her. She moaned, reaching down to cover her pussy. Her mouth opened and her eyes clenched shut. Steamy water ran along her rosy skin. Cybil stepped ahead, leaning upon the wall as the water rolled off of her shapely rump.
 
It took a moment to figure out what was happening. Moving with unseen thrusts, she ran a hand along her hip, enjoying the unexpected pleasure. Kendra made another portal, confirming her theory. Elliot had placed multiple portals on the backside of a small bookshelf and he was humping the one connected to Cybil.
 
“Asshole!” He worried so much about getting her pregnant and now he can’t keep his dick out of her! Must be quite the fucking thrill! Kendra was seething, glaring at her brother awkwardly humping the flat side of the shelf. Cybil rubbed her clit, looking flush as she took his cock. She moaned, leaning down to take more. She probably had no explanation for it, but she didn’t seem to care.
 
Kendra was upset, but she couldn’t exactly figure out why. Watching the two going at it just irritated her. She thought about charging into his room and pulling him off, but instead, she decided to be slightly more subtle. Opening another portal, Kendra softly tickled Cybil’s sides. She barely noticed at first, so she increased the intensity, moving her fingers diligently along her young, wet skin.
 
Cybil quickly closed her legs, tensing up as she giggled. Kendra was kind of enjoying it, watching the naked girl shifting in the water. Laughing, Cybil, went lower, swinging her glistening breasts as she tried to evade the invisible touch. She took a step back, pressing her butt against the wall as she smiled playfully. Then, she stopped – her eyes going wide.
 
Elliot jumped back, blasting cum onto the floor. He grabbed a sock he had prepared, but the mess was made. He looked so very confused. Meanwhile, Cybil reached down and slipped a finger into her slit. Her bewildered expression changed, showing building pleasure. She ran a hand up her body to cup one of her breasts. Pinching a nipple with one hand, she fingered herself with the other. The water ran down her bright blonde hair, over her tight rump, and down her long, sculpted legs.
 
Still hankering to cum, Kendra decided to use this opportunity to help Cybil out. She hurriedly pulled out her box of adult toys and retrieved a long, blue, double-ended dildo. Kendra pulled her pants down to her ankles and sat on the edge of the bed. She still had a great view of Cybil as she made another portal on a nearby plastic container. She put the end of the toy in her mouth, pushing it past her tonsils to make herself gag. She switched ends after a moment, getting it nice and wet before opening her legs and easing it in. Cybil was about to cum, so she had to move quickly. Moaning, Kendra got it about halfway before she used the newest portal. She lined up the other end and carefully inserted the toy into Cybil’s asshole.
 
Cybil sprang up, grimacing as she tried to pull away. Her excitement was lost in an instant, whining as the toy spread her tight hole. Kendra was kind, pausing before putting any more in. Cybil seemed to relax, so she eased a little deeper. Cybil was not prepared, but Kendra knew anal had to hurt a little. She raised her hips, feeding more through the portal. Gasping, Cybil’s hand shot lower, putting pressure on her clit. She fought through the pain, clenching one eye shut as she accepted more.
 
Kendra heard a door close and noticed that Elliot wasn’t in his room. The handle jiggled, followed by her brother’s irritated voice. “Let me in!”
“Busy!” Kendra squeaked, knowing she was caught.
 
After a tense silence, she heard him walk downstairs. No longer in pain, Cybil was touching herself again. Kendra took the opportunity to give her more. She pushed forward, feeling the toy sliding deeper in both of them. Before she got too close, Kendra pulled the dildo out and spun around. Keeping it through the portal, she slipped the other end into her big ass. She loved how it slid in so smoothly. She worked it around and took it all the way, feeling the other girl’s wet ass touching hers. The water was going cold, but she was so excited.
 
Kendra used her free hand to snatch the vibrator from the bin. She clicked it in and planted it against her hairless mound. She buried her head in the sheets, letting out muffled moans as she bounced the box against her ass. It was awkward, but she was so close. She knew Cybil was pushing it back, feeling the toy sliding deeper into her ass. It was incredible and after a minute she screamed into the blanket. She shook with delight, pulling the vibrator away and sliding forward against the bed.
 
She turned back to see Cybil was still going. Wanting to push her a little farther, Kendra carefully stood and turned. Planting the plastic box on the bed, she gently sat on it. Relaxing, she allowed gravity pull the dildo through the portal. It moved faster than expected and she couldn’t resist giving it a little push.
 
Cybil’s ass took it quickly. She rubbed herself frantically, trying to endure the discomfort. Moaning loudly, she pressed her shoulder against the wall, raising a hand to grab one of her breasts. Excitement made her nipples rock hard. She flicked it back and forth, lifting her bosom high. A finger went in below, vigorously working her sopping pussy. The pain was an afterthought now. Her springy ass gyrated as she pushed to the end.  With trembling knees, she sank lower, finally achieving climax. Her nostrils flared and her sexy pink lips formed a circle. She was so caught up in the moment that she took the dildo even farther.
 
Kendra tried to clench, but the toy pulled free. Gasping as it moved in, Cybil put a hand out, catching herself as she went to her knees. She crumpled up in the chilly water, huffing as she let the dildo launch out with a thump. She looked between her legs, having no clue where it came from. Twitching with aftershocks, she looked around but found nothing else out of the ordinary. She turned off the water and sat down, staring at the toy, trying to make sense of what happened.
 
I fucked up. Kendra thought about grabbing it through the portal. This is bad. What should I do? She pulled up her pants, closed the portal on the box, and cleaned it. Cybil was still just staring. Fuck, I think I broke her! Fuck! Kendra watched, hoping that she would snap out of it. “Just do something!”
 
After a few minutes, Cybil came back to reality. She opened the shower curtain, looked around as she spoke, “whatever is going on… is this some kind of prank?” She squinted, searching for some hidden camera by the showerhead. “Just tell me!” She snapped.
 
She won’t let this go, she needs some kind of explanation. Kendra decided. Tearing off a section of paper, she wrote a quick note: Our little secret. While Cybil was looking away she made a portal, took the toy, and left the note in its place. Cybil’s head turned at the sound, staring for a long while at the note. Her chest rose and fell quickly, betraying her nervousness. Carefully, she opened the wet note and read it. She shivered, scanning the room once again for any intruders. Assured that no one was there, she let out a sigh of relief but still looked very confused.
 
Kendra closed the portals, knowing she had gone too far. She cleaned up and crept to Elliot’s room, finding it empty. She decided to investigate his personal collection of gateways. With a minor struggle, she moved the bookcase, pulling it out just far enough to see the portals. Three showed pussies and three showed who they were attached too. She was glad to see Cybil was toweling off and acting somewhat normal again.
 
Next was the black girl they saw a few nights ago. Simone wore an elegant dress, sipping a glass of red wine. She spoke to someone out of view – most likely their father who hadn’t come home yet. Kendra didn’t recognize the restaurant, but it looked classy.
 
The last woman was lounging in her lavish apartment reading a book. The tall, slender woman coiled upon the plush seat. Her austere eyes darting through the words as she rested her head in her hand. That must be his boss. She looks like a tight-ass.
 
Feeling her irritation return without warning, she decided to change two portals. Let’s see how you like these. She smirked, wondering how quickly he would figure it out. With the changes made, she moved the bookcase back. Cybil will be okay, she’ll rationalize it some way. This will give her a break at least.  Kendra used the tool one more time before placing it on his desk. Pleased with herself, she headed downstairs to see what her siblings were up too.

“Don’t you wonder why they’re always out late two nights a week?”
Emery shook her head, reaching into the cabinet to grab some plates. “Mom and Dad are adults with limited free-time. If they didn’t trust each other wouldn’t they be the first to notice?”
“Not if they both-“ Kendra trotted down the stairs, looking rather pleased. She was watching!
“Smells good, what’s for dinner?”
“Eggplant parmesan and grape feta salad.”
“Sounds gross.” Emery shot her a dirty look. “I mean, I’ll try it. I’m just being honest.”
“It tastes pretty close to chicken.” Emery peeked into the oven. “Ten more minutes.”
“Why not use chicken then?”
“Elliot, deal with her.” Emery joked.
“She’s just out of control.” He spoke dryly. “Sent into a rage by your questionable culinary dishes.”
 
Emery looked back, giving Elliot a playfully agitated glance. She ran over and punched him on the shoulder. He let her do it a few more times before he grabbed her hand and pulled her closer. He tickled her roughly, making her squeal as she tensed up. Kendra looked so very guilty from across the counter. He put the pieces together, now understanding why Cybil had burst into laughter. He nudged Emery back to avoid the boner that arose beneath his pants.
 
She caught her breath before pulling a hand free and hitting him on the shoulder again. Emery got uncomfortably close as she wrestled with him. He held her back as Kendra circled behind him. Turning to face Kendra, he gave her a stern look as he took her shoulders. Don’t do this, Kendra! Emery caught him off guard. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she pressed her chest against his back as she hung on. Kendra slipped from his grasp and went lower. She wrapped her arms around his waist, causing all three of them to tumble.
 
The fall was clumsy, yet gentle. Elliot was beneath his sisters, even more aroused by the subtle scents from their hair. They were all laughing as they untangled. Amid the movements, a hand purposefully slid along the bulge in his pants. He glanced down to find Kendra looking up innocently, her round face resting upon his chest. The large tattoo on her shoulder peeking from beneath her sleeve. His heart raced. He jerked, startled as the oven timer went off.
 
Emery sprang up, hopping over to retrieve their dinner. Elliot eased Kendra aside and got up, offering assistance to stand. She’s going to make this difficult, but I can resist. They shared a smile, ignoring the awkward moment. Rough-housing wasn’t unusual for them, but it was much rarer these days and they never did it around their mother. They assisted Emery and sat down for a dinner of three.
 
Kendra told them about her second workday – how Addy was even more passive-aggressive today. Other than that, she seemed to be fitting in. Kendra also admitted that having grapes in a salad wasn’t as bad as she expected. They chatted for a while before cleaning up and heading off to do their own things. Elliot stepped into his room, noticing flashing lights coming from the wall.
 
Gazing into the portal, a thin, sexy girl strutted along. Numerous tattoos covered her body. She was dancing in a strip club. The girl bent down and wiggled her ass for the audience. Her perfectly upturned breasts had small, pierced nipples. She gave someone a seductive smile – the bright red lips showing in contrast to her light skin and silver hair. Oddly enough, there was no sound.
 
The door opened and Kendra slipped in. “Enjoying the show?”
“What is this?” He was enjoying it and it was difficult to look away from the scene.
“Remember Christina Adkins? Her stage-name is Paige.”
“Holy crap! She’s changed!” She always had a nice body, but the hair color and body art was quite the departure.
Kendra sat beside him, waiting until he turned to her. “Look, I get it. I’m a little too pushy and you think it’s wrong. So, I figured you could have a fling with her.”
“I-I barely even know her!”
“You had a big crush on her at one point.”
“Sure, but that was so long ago. She’s obviously with a different crowd.”
 
Sniggering, Kendra covered her face. “Elliot, I don’t expect you to be in a relationship with her. Just have some fun with your portal stick.”
“That’s what we’re calling it now?”
She ignored the comment. “I talk to her from time to time. She wanted to be very clear that she doesn’t whore around. She’s perfect for you.”
“I… don’t want to do it with someone I don’t know very well.”
“You think it’s better to fuck someone you actually want to be with? I think we need to give your girl next door a break.”
Elliot went quiet, watching the pretty woman shaking her tits for a bunch of strangers. “Will you leave me alone if I do?”
 
Kendra raised an eyebrow. “Let me watch.”
“No!”
“Come on, no one else will know and it’s not like we are doing-“
“Fine! Fine! I’ll send you a text when she is done.”
“Ah, no.” Kendra got the portal rod and a video-game case, handing them to him. “Have some fun.”
 
He thought for a moment before creating a portal and reaching in. He grabbed a box of condoms before closing the link and making another. It gave him a perfect view of Paige’s springy ass and her hairless slit. He set it aside and retrieved a condom, artlessly opening it and rolling it onto his cock. He hadn’t used one before, and his sister watched with a bright, humorous smile.
 
“Well, at least you figured it out.”
“Shut up!” He had to laugh, waving his meat in playful victory. He suddenly realized how brazen he was being with his sister and refocused on the other girl. Elliot picked up the portal and pointed the tip low, aiming for her pussy. He hesitated, but Kendra reached over and pressed the case gently.
 
It felt weird wearing a rubber, but she was tight. Paige’s expression changed a few times before she glanced around the room, wondering if anyone could tell what was happening. She put a hand on the front of her thong, rubbing it to the delight of onlookers. Feeling nothing, she put her hands high on the pole and thrust her hips outward. Her perky, pierced tits shaking for the crowd.
 
Kendra eased it a little deeper before pulling it off. She noticed his pained expression and took something from her pocket. “I got you, bro.” She put a little bit of lube onto her hand before stroking his shaft. He started to contest, but she cut in first. “I’m just helping and it has protection. Your big guy is safe.” He was tense as she spent a few seconds getting him ready. She wiped her hand on his thigh and brought the portal back into position.
 
On the wall, the larger view showed Paige was trying to act normal. Moving with more energy, she went to her knees and rolled onto her back, raising her slender legs high and opening them wide. Her toned belly flexed as she moved, glistening with sweat. At this moment Elliot’s cock slid in. She clenched her legs and pumped her hips upward, holding onto the pole as she did. She stared at the ceiling, resolute and trying to ignore the sensations. She rolled over and slammed her crotch against the floor, causing her butt to jiggle.
 
Elliot could feel her muscles tensing and Kendra moved the portal lower. The head was in and it was clear that Paige knew something was happening. It felt amazing and he couldn’t resist. He pushed up, forcing the woman to take even more. It glided in easily and Paige narrowed her eyes and let out a visible moan. She raised onto her knees and wiggled her ass for the nearby viewer. Her boobs shaking hypnotically as she smiled.
 
He took the portal from his sister, moving it lower and lower, moaning as her clenching hole accepted his fat, throbbing cock. Through the portal, she raised up and pressed her body against the pole. She squeezed her shoulders in, squishing her tits against the pole before grinding her pussy against the metal. She was in a frenzy and he could feel every movement. He put the whole thing in, but it was a really snug fit. Her muscles clamped onto his slippery dick, making him whimper with overwhelming pleasure.
 
Laughing, Kendra pulled the portal up and back down. Elliot showed his teeth, fighting through the blissful feeling. She brought it a little too high and his cock poked low, missing the entrance completely. She grabbed his dick and redirected him back into her friend. This felt much, much tighter. Elliot was too overcome to say it and Paige was too proud to show it. He had slipped in her ass.
 
Unaware, Kendra pushed the portal onto him, making almost all of his meat disappear in the struggling girl. Paige was on her knees now, still pushing her hips into the shiny pole. Her face was red and her lips were tight. She was trying desperately not to scream, clinging to the pole and unable to escape the intrusion. Kendra pulled it up and Elliot moved aside, pulling his dick out of the poor girl’s butt. Kendra didn’t let up, following him and using the portal to reconnect his cock.
 
It felt so much warmer and wetter. He could feel the pressure build as he pushed up. Kendra pushed back, making it all go in again and again. He was back in her pussy, but this felt different. He glanced down to see that the condom was still stuck in her ass. He was going bareback and it felt too good to stop. His sister was standing in front of him, jerking him off with the portal. He didn’t care at the moment, only trying to hold it in for a second longer, trying to get the most pleasure… He couldn’t hold back anymore, spurting blasts of cum into the girl’s warm, tight pussy.
 
A wet spot showed on Paige’s panties. She didn’t seem to care. Now on her back, she raised her legs before opening them wide. She closed her eyes and trembled, trying to subdue a subtle orgasm as she sat in front of the gawking crowd. She grabbed her nipples, pulling her tits up and shaking them roughly. She was breathing heavily, her silver hair wet from sweat.
 
Elliot carefully took the portal and pulled it off. Once clear, he reached up and snatched the peeking condom. He pulled it from between her butt cheeks, knowing she felt it. Kendra finally understood what happened, giving him an incredulous half-smile as she pushed his shoulder. Meanwhile, the pale girl put her head back, recovering for a moment before climbing to her feet and slowly walking past another dancer. Behind the curtain, she checked her panties, blinking in confusion as she stared at the cum.
 
Closing the portals, Kendra could see her brother’s worry. “I’m sure it’s fine.”
“But… what if she isn’t on… What if she has…” He couldn’t finish his concerns.
“I know she gets birth control shots like me and not all strippers are sluts, Elliot!”
That seemed to relax him. “I shouldn’t have done that. Cybil would be pissed.”
“The girl who doesn’t know you’re fucking her might get jealous of the other girl who doesn’t know? What is your deal?”
 
He tucked his manhood away and carefully used a tissue to dispose of the condom. Lying in bed, he let out a deep sigh. “You’re like a devil on my shoulder. Reassuring me when I do bad things.”
 
“You have so many hang-ups.” Kendra gave a long, judgmental glare. “I’m trying to help and you just can’t seem to enjoy it.” She picked up the portal rod. “I’ll take this tomorrow and I’ll have fun with it.” He sat up, preparing to stop her, but her sharp eyes kept him quiet. Maybe he did need some time without it.

Passing Judgment

Standard

“How was your first day?” Elliot tried not to laugh as Kendra hung up her coat and plopped into the chair.
She buried her head into her crossed arms, letting out a muffled groan against the table. “It was boring!” She raised up, giving him a dramatically frustrated glare. “I hate it already.”
“Come on, just get used to it. You need to be working.”
“I know, I just… No one was there! They wanted to train me while it was slow, but have you ever been to a sports bar in the afternoon? It’s kind of sad. Plus I found out that the annoying girl down the street works there.”
“Adelaide?”
“Yeah, she didn’t say anything to me, but I can only avoid-“ The door-bell rang.
Elliot peeked through, giving her a knowing smirk before opening the door. “Hi there, Addy.”

She stepped in without invitation, stomping her boots on the mat to remove excess snow. The shorter, dainty girl wore a fluffy coat and tight black leggings. Light-brown hair framed her rosy cheeks – She was cute and she knew it. Elliot remembered her from high school, how she would always manipulate the boys into helping her with schoolwork and anything else she wanted. She would flaunt her body, but she never let anyone close enough to be considered a boyfriend.

“Hi!” She beamed. “How was your first day, Kendra? Think it’s a good fit for you?”
Kendra shrugged. “I don’t know yet, but it seemed okay.”
Adelaide nodded. “I was just heading to the gym if you wanted to join me. I have a guest pass if you want me to give you the inside scoop on that place!”
“Thanks, but I have to do a few chores…”
“Well, okay, but if you change your mind then give me a text. It will certainly help you get more tips!” Her eyes dipped lower for an awkward moment. “I’m sure there’s hope for you yet!” She gave Elliot a quick nod before leaving.

“What the hell does that mean?” Kendra bit her lip piercing. “That snooty bitch.”
“Don’t let it bother you, just relax and try to ignore it.”
“Fuck that. I can show her!” She marched upstairs and into his room. Elliot already knew what she was going for and he followed along. Kendra found the runed pen and brought it into the bathroom. Kendra drew a portal in the bathtub around the drain and turned on the water. She placed another portal upon the wall, giving a generous view of Adelaide’s shapely body as she walked down the street. “Let’s see how well she can exercise like this.” She stepped back and crossed her arms.
Elliot smirked at his sister’s vengeance. “Think she’ll actually make it to the gym?”

Kendra shrugged. They watched as the girl’s steps slowed. She knew something was wrong, but obviously had no idea what was truly happening inside her. Adelaide hugged her midsection, blinking quickly as she trudged along the snowy sidewalk. She could see the gym, but she kept glancing into the windows as she passed buildings. She went by an apartment building, and after crossing the street she moved past a few private businesses. She paused, looking like she might go inside, but moved on. Her posture shrank as she shook her head. Trying a clumsy trot, she immediately regretted it and slowed again.

The splashing water continued, draining into their victim. Addy shuffled along, keeping her head down until she reached her destination. She paused, watching the numerous patrons exercising through the large windows. Sliding her card, she went inside and walked the parameter, going straight for the restrooms. 

Elliot and Kendra observed quietly, hearing the girl’s labored breathing through the portal. She rushed in and removed her coat, hastily pulling her pants down and letting out a strong flow of water. She groaned, but she couldn’t expel it fast enough. She was taking far more water than she let out and every time she paused to push it set her back even more. The girl was distraught, leaning forward to rest her hands upon the door. Being alone in the bathroom gave her the freedom to complain.

“Oh no, ah, oh… it just… ah, keeps coming…” She glanced down with shock. Her large, bulging belly was exposed beneath the tight-fitting sports. It was getting bigger as she continually forced the excess water out. “What is going on?” She pressed against her abdomen, lamenting her situation.

Feeling somewhat guilty, Elliot turned off the water. Kendra gave an overly animated sigh as she took the drain plug and shoved it into the portal. Addy gasped and shot upright, suddenly unable to release water thanks to the blockage. Elliot’s surprise changed to a smile as his sister continued watching confidently.

Adelaide pushed repeatedly, groaning as the water churned in her swollen belly. Nothing came out, so she decided to wipe and get up. She was staring at her overgrown stomach, shaking her head as she washed her hands and took her coat. The door opened and another girl came in. Her eyes went wide for an instant as she passed and this made Addy extremely self-conscious. She covered her midsection with her coat and darted from the bathroom.

She made her way to the door when an older woman stopped her. “Hey, Addy, what’s wrong? You just got here!” The tall, slender brunette had a huge, beaming smile.
“Uh, I’m not feeling the best and-“ Kendra wiggled the drain plug, causing Adelaide to lose her train of thought.
“Well, let me help-“ The other woman took the coat from her, exposing her distended belly. On cue, her stomach rumbled loudly. Addy tried to cover it, but it was too large and the other woman was already stunned silent. “What is… Did you binge? We talked about this!”
“Uh, yeah… I am SO sorry. I will make it up by going twice as long for tomorrow’s session.”
“No way!” The athletic woman tossed the coat over a bench. “You don’t get off that easy. I need to see ten reps.” She pointed to an abdominal bench.
“I can’t, Jodi, really-“
Her big smile turned playful. “I have to punish you so you don’t do something like this again! On the bench, missy!”

Adelaide crawled upon the bench begrudgingly. She put her legs through the foam-wrapped bars and laid on a downward incline. Gravity pulled her full belly to rest upon her compact breasts, growling as she prepared to move. With a few quick breaths she pulled her upper body into the air, squishing her filled belly before falling back. She repeated the process, slowly and artlessly as her trainer watched. She did it six times before having to pause. Sweat glistened on her brow and dampness showed through her sports bra.

“Show me you can do it!” Jodi put a hand on Addy’s bulging midsection, looking surprised when it grumbled. “We can’t let this belly get out of hand!”
“I just ate a big lunch.” The cute girl hoisted herself upright, trembling as she held the position for mere seconds before falling back. She gasped, struggling for one more, but she couldn’t make it. “Come on… I will…”
“Don’t be a quitter! How about you do five minutes on the stationary bike and we call it good?”

Adelaide grimaced, standing up with the trainer’s assistance. She moved to the bike and clambered up, taking a moment to catch her breath. Her full chest pressed against the handles and her tight ass squished against the seat. Normally this would be a routine workout, but in this state, she was aching and unwilling to push herself even slightly. Jodi knew she was holding back.

Kendra turned the shower handle, giving her brother a devious grin. She let the water collect for a time before reaching in and yanking the plug from Addy’s ass. She turned the handle again, watching the water swirl into a vortex leading into the girl’s ass. It drank it down eagerly, letting out a sucking noise before Kendra replaced the plug.

The buxom girl continued pedaling, but she was in agony. She groaned as she slumped forward, her long brown hair covering her face as she rested upon the handles. Her belly was noticeably bigger, hanging low as she lifted from her seat. She was moving slower, drawing out every small movement as her stomach rocked from side to side. She raised her head, fighting back tears. She slipped and pressed her chest against the handles, sliding off of the pedals and onto the floor. Her belly pressed into the bike’s body.

With a loud groan, Addy tipped to the side and fell free of the exercise machine. With the water trapped inside, her abdomen let out a long hiss and a deep gurgle as the airy water shifted around. Jodi stood overhead, finally realizing she went too far. Addy held up a hand, trying to downplay her unease. Jodi helped her up and stabilized her.

“What’s wrong? Need me to call someone?”
“No, I just need to get home.” Adelaide took a few heavy steps toward the door. She figured out a rhythm as Jodi followed along for support. “I’ll be okay, thank you.” The older woman brought her coat and let her go with uncertainty. Jodi’s troubled eyes softened as someone else called her name. She gave another glance to the waddling young girl before she left.

Adelaide lumbered along the snowy sidewalk. Her heavy gut causing her to lean with each step. Out of breath and visibly tired, she made subtle groans as she walked. Cars passed, unaware of her situation. Her belly was mostly hidden beneath her coat, but certain movements revealed its size. She complained as she walked stopping momentarily to push through an unexpected cramp.

The siblings watched her torment, looking to one another as time passed. Elliot thought they should help her now, but he also liked seeing Kendra get it out of her system. He knew she could have done worse, but she usually knew when to quit. Kendra watched with satisfaction, her arms crossed and squishing her bulky chest. He enjoyed seeing his sister smile.

Kendra noticed him staring, doing a double-take. Her eyes fixed upon the bulge in his pants. “You’re loving this, aren’t you?”
His face flushed as he turned and covered his crotch. “I guess.”
She grinned. “Want me to help you out?”
He shot her an overly appalled glance. “No!”
Kendra rolled her eyes. “Not me, I can open up a portal!” She waved the pen, shaking her head.
“W-where?”
She shrugged. “You could do dad’s plaything in the ass again, or there’s always Cybil. I mean, you could do her if you really want.” She motioned to the burdened girl traipsing toward her house.
“No! I can’t just do it with people. Who knows what they’ll think. What if I did it with Cybil while she’s next to her dad?”
“Fine,” Kendra sighed, “do me if you really don’t want to bother anyone.”
“You are my sister.” He paused for emphasis. “That is wrong.”
She shrugged again. “So what? It’s through a portal and you can do me in the butt – I don’t care. I’m just trying to help you out.”
“I-I can’t.”
“Whatever.”

Turning back to Addy, the girl was slowing down as she approached her destination. Kendra drew a portal on a small container – It showed Adelaide’s moist pussy, her clit visibly showing from beneath the hood. Kendra gave him a playful glance as she ran her finger along the button, stroking it ever so gently. Through the portal, their plaything pressed against a wall, closing her eyes as she waited for the sensation to pass. Addy let out a soft moan, quickly becoming self-conscious. Perking up, she searched for any nearby pedestrians, thankful no-one noticed.

She endured the stroking, starting to move again. With weak knees, she kept a hand upon the wall for support. She moved past the business and had to stumble freely by the final houses. She had her legs wide, limping ahead with a beet-red face. Addy was struggling to carry the shifting weight. She tried to let it out repeatedly, but the blockage was wedged in her bowels. Tight black leggings hugged her firm rump, making each slow step a pleasure to watch.

Kendra lightly flicked the clit, making Addy moan seductively. She tormented the girl with a gentle caress along her slit, enjoying Adelaide’s distress and Elliot’s discomfort. She could see that he hid his erection, trying to act like it didn’t bother him. Kendra brought the container to her lips and gave it a quick kiss. The other girl buckled, going to her hands and knees in the snow. She waited, building up strength to stand again when Kendra used her tongue again.

The loud, unexpected gasp through the portal made Elliot adjust himself, wishing he could act on his urges. “How about you… just use your mouth?”
Kendra was surprised, pursing her lips as she nodded. “I can do that.” She crossed out the portal to Adelaide’s pussy and created a link just inside her mouth.

Holding the portal, Elliot stared at the luscious lips, knowing that they connected to his sister. He tried to rationalize it, thinking that it wasn’t actual sex and she was just helping him out in her own way. He unzipped his pants and fished out his aroused cock. He involuntarily jerked, making the thick pole bounce in the air. Kendra’s eyebrows raised, slowly bringing her gaze higher. She smirked teasingly.

Taking a deep breath, Elliot lined up his cock and pressed it between her lips. He watched as Kendra’s mouth opened wide. Her eyes closed as he pushed deeper. He felt the cool lip piercing on the underside of his throbbing cock. The warmth felt fantastic, and the wetness allowed him to glide in and disregard her gagging noises. She put a hand over her mouth, pulling back as he passed her tonsils. She couldn’t stop him, staggering back as her throat bulged. Her eyes fluttered as he pumped her throat and she gagged repeatedly and loudly. After a moment she mentally relaxed, no longer resisting the thick blockage in her mouth. 

He looked to Addy, watching the overfilled girl walking with slow, clumsy steps. She was to her house, taking another step before shoving the door open. She hastily unzipped her jacket and kicked off her boots. Her stomach showing prominently between her sports bra and the leggings. Elliot loved watching her full-body move, but he was distracted by his gagging sister.

With her head tilted back and teary eyes, Kendra was dutifully taking his cock. She put her hands on her throat, feeling it swell with his thrusts. Her full breasts moved over her arms. Her bra only accentuated their size and weight beneath the low cut shirt. Her vibrant green hair swayed in the air and she had to take steps to balance herself as he used her mouth. He pulled out quickly, making her burp unexpectedly.

She covered her mouth innocently. “You’re really big.” She spoke matter-of-factly.
“This should be weird.” He said the words, but he didn’t want to stop. “Wh-where do I cum?”
Kendra rolled her eyes and gave him a playfully irritated look. “I can swallow.”

With little delay, Elliot poked his cock back in. Kendra winced, pulling back and craning her head forward as she got comfortable with the feeling. He focused on the plugged girl again, watching her entering the bathroom and roll down her leggings. She stepped in and peeled off her top. She had amazing breasts, some of the perkiest and largest he’d seen. Watching felt like a betrayal to Cybil, but he was committed now.

He tried to ignore Kendra’s springy body as she moved forward and bent over the bathtub. She grabbed the drain plug as he continued to fuck her face through the portal. He took a long look at her curvy ass as she popped the stopper free. Addy squeaked, bolting to the toilet and frantically removing her pants. She let out the fluid with anguished grunts, her swollen body compressing as she leaned forward. Her huge breasts pressing into her rounded belly.

Elliot imagined ramming into her tight pussy, feeling it squeeze as she pushed out the water. Feeling her full stomach pressing against his chest. His arms wrapped around her soft shoulders. He worked the portal roughly on his cock, forcing Kendra to take uneven thrusts. She made loud noises as he throat-fucked her.

Without care, he drove in and let out blasts of cum, watching his sister go to her knees and tumble back. She sat against the sink cabinet, gulping down thick loads. Her throat visibly bulged as she grabbed her tits, working them through her clothing as she retched. She tried to ignore the meat jammed into her throat, taking all of her brother’s cum until he finally withdrew the shrinking cock.

Kendra wiped her eyes and her mouth, looking to him with amazement as she swallowed the last of his cum. “You let out a lot!”
He felt instantly embarrassed, tucking it back into his pants. “Wasn’t that… weird?”
She raised a hand dismissively. “Nah, I’m just helping a brother out!” Elliot couldn’t help smiling at her impish grin.

They closed the portals, leaving their bratty neighbor to deal with the large volume of water collected in her ass. Kendra borrowed the pen and replaced the portal on the container with a link to her pussy. He recognized her smooth, shaven slit easily. He wanted to use it, but he wasn’t ready to cross that line. “What’s this for?”

“I helped you and now you have to help me.” She gave a sideways glance. “You don’t have to fuck me… But, I wouldn’t mind.” She put her hands up disarmingly. “I know, I know… Just use your imagination and let me cum too, okay?” She pulled off her shirt, showing her smooth tan bra as she headed to her room. “I’ll be waiting!”

He took a moment to understand his situation. Kendra left me with a portal to her pussy and free reign to do whatever I want. His throat felt dry. I want to do it, but I… He had to ignore the thought and think of another method to please her without committing true incest.

“What is taking him so long?” Kendra lay on her bed expectantly. Completely naked and staring at the ceiling, she stroked her clit to keep her excitement alive. Her mind wandered until she decided to find him. She arose with an angry sigh. “Can’t even help me out!” She grumbled as she slipped on a shirt, not caring that her nipples showed through. “Selfish asshole.” She pulled on some sweatpants and want to his room. “Elliot!” She didn’t see him. “Goddamned moral crusader.” She checked the bathroom before moving downstairs.

Heather was removing her coat as she came down. “What’s wrong?”
“Just looking for my asshole brother.”
“Oh. Want to go turn on the oven?”
“Yeah.” Kendra’s anger faded as she headed to the kitchen. She clicked on the oven and felt a sudden vibration in her loins. It was intense, making her press up against the counter as the feeling spread through her pussy. She shamelessly moved her hips, humping the drawer until she heard Elliot coming up from the basement.

She stared with desire, enjoying the deep vibration between her legs. She was about to speak when their mother came in. Heather casually got food from the fridge and pulled out a few spices. Distracted by pleasure, Kendra subtly pinched her nipple to keep her focus. She shot him an angry glare, but it must have come across playfully. Elliot found a seat, smirking as he watched her suffering.

“What did you do this time?” Heather glanced at Elliot. “She seemed mighty pissed when I got home.”
“She’s just wound up after her first day at work.”
“Yeah, how did that go?”
“Uh, fine…” She tried her best to keep composure. “Kind of… slow.”
“She works with Adelaide now.”
“The annoying girl from a few doors down?”
“Yep, Kendra loooves it.”
Heather’s bright eyes danced. “I can see what she was pissed with you.”

Kendra didn’t say a word, focusing as the deep vibrations rolled up her pussy. She leaned upon the counter, trying not to show her predicament in front of their mother. Her pierced nipples showed clean through her shirt along with the outline of her sizable breasts. Heather could surely see, but she had always been comfortable going braless around the house. She inspected her daughter for a time before continuing to prep dinner.

Once free of their mother’s gaze, Kendra sank lower and slid her fingers along the countertop. She closed her eyes and huffed, her jaw trembled as she fought through a subdued orgasm. She let out short gasps before her eyes opened lazily. She raised higher, smirking as she leaned, giving Elliot a decent view down her shirt. Her eyes fluttered as she felt the aftershocks, but something changed. She yelped, falling against the opposite counter and sliding to the floor. Her anguished grunts lessened as she sat there.

Heather turned with confusion, looking between both of them. “What happened?” 
“Ah, I… I hit… ah, my cooch on something.” Kendra pressed both hands into her crotch. “I hit a handle on the cabinet.”
Elliot shrugged and Heather went back to cooking. He knew what the true cause was. He excused himself to check on the clothes he had in the dryer. Kendra still felt an ache below, but she managed to climb to her feet. She headed downstairs, and nearly tripped on the final step. She felt something wet and rough rubbing along her vagina. It felt uncomfortable at first, but soon she started to enjoy it.

She walked carefully, finding Elliot searching around the running clothes dryer. The sensation continued as she came closer. “What the fuck happened?” Kendra leaned upon the dryer, knowing that it was the cause of her orgasm. At least he’s being creative. Now though, something was continuously rubbing below, and she couldn’t figure out the reason. It abruptly moved higher as she searched. She let out a soft moan, grabbing Elliot’s attention.

The motion rubbed her clit and she was enjoying it. Then, they both found the cause. The linked container scooted along the floor as the family cat licked it vigorously. It must have fallen off and bounced. Elliot arose, intending to shoo the cat away when she grabbed his arm. “Just wait.”
He showed mild disgust, “really?”
She held onto his arm as the fluffy white cat continued licking her pussy. It followed along as it pushed the container into a corner. She was more aroused than she wanted to admit. It was weird, but she trusted her brother not to judge her too harshly. She took his other arm and pulled it around her. She embraced him in a hug, pressing her soft body into his firm chest. He was scrawny but fairly toned. “Just hold me… for a second.”

She closed her eyes, knowing he was uncomfortable. She put her head on his shoulder, feeling his warm breath upon her neck. His hand slipped lower, partially grabbing her big ass as they held one another. She pushed her hips forward, feeling his bulge between her legs. She lined up to press her pussy directly against his cock. The sensation stopped and she saw the cat sitting beside the portal licking its teeth. She didn’t want the moment to stop. She moved her chest up and down slightly, making her pierced nipples rub against him through her shirt.

She pulled back, pausing for a moment to look into his loving eyes. She was about to kiss him when he pushed her away. He was careful, yet firm. She was more than disappointed, feeling utter despair as he gathered up the portal and scared their cat away. He was surprisingly quiet as he hid the portal and went upstairs. She followed, but he went into his room and locked the door. She stared at the floor, feeling tears well up in her eyes, hoping she hadn’t gone too far.

A Special Project

Standard

He enjoyed seclusion, but from time to time he had to endure society. He had a craving, and he was running low on servants. John ordered a beverage, eyeing a few girls conversing at a nearby table. He stepped forward, stopped abruptly by a strong-bodied woman. He only barely bumped her, but she turned with fire in her eyes.

“Watch where you’re going.” She looked him over before shoving him. “You lanky piece of shit.” He was too stunned to respond. “What? Too much of an asshole to apologize? Some fucking alpha male that thinks the world owes him? I see how you’re looking at me like I’m some piece of ass. Step back and fuck off!” He was genuinely surprised by the outburst.

The next minute was tense and the barista was hesitant to break the quiet. “Ves.” She took her drink with an angry sigh. While distracted, he cast a localization spell on her midsection. He ignored the woman’s angry scowl as she passed, knowing revenge would bring him great pleasure.

He spent a few hours watching people go about their mundane lives before he returned home. Brittany greeted him. Her belly was red and swollen, carrying yet another sizable creature. He recruited a few other women recently, but they could not compare to Brittany’s resilient body. She lumbered closer, the heavy stomach swaying as she took each step.

He led her into the library and told her to find a spell. She was slow, breathing heavily as she reached high to thumb through some of the scroll cases. Her veiny belly pressed against the shelf, making her pull back for a moment to hold it. Her emotions were mostly gone, but he could see her pain. He ignored it as he continued the search. She bent down, showing her thick ass as she plucked a case and opened the cap.

“I found it. Transform.”
John was elated, planting a quick kiss on her cheek and another on her tight belly before snatching the scroll. Her expression didn’t change, but Brittany held her breath. Her eyes showed the slightest of happiness before her belly throbbed. She lurched forward, holding her stomach as the outline of a face appeared and vanished. She was huffing, frozen in place as the pain subsided.

John was pleased that the creature was still alive. Carrying an ogre was quite taxing. The last two didn’t survive, but with the aid of magic, he was hopeful for this one. He planned to fuck her, but first he had another matter to take care of. He directed her to the bedroom as he unfurled the scroll and pieced together the proper incantation.

Ves awoke five minutes before her alarm as usual. She begrudgingly crawled from bed, rousing her lover as she gathered clothes. Greta crawled closer, purring as she pulled Ves’ panties down and opened her ass. She pushed between the cheeks, licking her asshole gently, working her tongue around as she held her pliable thighs. 

Ves paused for a minute, enjoying the sensation as she stretched and yawned. Her excitement built, but she pulled away, knowing she didn’t have the time for fun. The hefty woman laid back upon the bed, opening her legs and attempting to entice Ves’ back. Short violet hair stuck to her wet lips. She opened her pussy and displayed the butt plug she had kept in overnight. Again, Ves shook her head in the subdued light and made her way to the bathroom.

She did her business and tried to stand when she realized her legs were unresponsive. Her arms felt that way too, making her anxious as she sat, suspended in place. A thick, slimy goo poured from her lower holes, flowing into the toilet. It came quickly, making her whimper as she tried to understand what was happening.

She watched her muscular tummy swell outward. It felt strange and scary. She was somewhat relieved to feel the flow of slime stop below. Then a voice came. “Remember me?” She couldn’t recall and he answered before she could reply. “You are some piece of ass. I’m the guy who you bitched at yesterday. No one else can hear me because I’m inside of you.”

“Wh-what?” She stammered, still partially paralyzed. “How?”

“This will be your punishment for being so rude. You’re going to be my toy for the day. If you tell anyone what’s happening then I will split you apart.” She questioned him again and he decided to show her. “I can… adjust myself…” He started moving. She watched with wide eyes as her belly trembled, expanding larger as it shook. Her vibrating skin swelled far beyond her impressive bust. She was horrified to see her belly ballooning, expanding to the size of a heavily pregnant woman. “I can just keep going…”

Her once trim core was pulled tight. She looked heavy with a full-term child when the expansion stopped. Somehow this man was ruining her body and she was powerless to stop him. She was still trapped in place as the vibration shifted lower. Suddenly she felt an intense pleasure spreading through her body. She failed to resist, overcome by the creeping pressure in her loins. She breathed through her teeth, scrunching her face as she felt a climax wash over her entire body.

Trembling and gasping, Ves felt movement return to her limbs. She opened her eyes to see her massive belly shrinking to a more manageable size. It didn’t return to normal, leaving her with a notable bulge over her once sexy midriff. “You can’t do this!”
“You better get ready for work. You’re already going to be late.”
“How do you-“ She checked the clock. He was right.

She rushed to clean up and get dressed. She only appeared slightly bloated beneath her business dress. The button down jacket hid her girth and her hourglass figure was thankfully far more eye-catching.  She glanced into the bedroom as she passed, seeing her plump lover sleeping in a compromising position.

“You like them big. What a lard.”
“Be quiet.”
“She just moved in, I see. Oh, and she is very accommodating.”
“Get the hell out of my head!” She whispered. Sudden silence unsettled her as she locked the door and walked to the bus stop. Nine people were interspersed in the seats, paying little attention as she sat down. The bus rumbled on as she contemplated her situation. She thought about finding the man responsible for this strange predicament, but she didn’t even know his name.

“You’re being naughty.” He spoke from within, “I think I should help.”

Inside she felt something open painfully wide. She felt the object slide lower through her vagina and through her pussy lips. She realized he was fucking her from inside her cervix. Ves crumpled forward, trying her best to hide the discomfort from the collection of passengers. She groaned as the slimy tendril wiggled side to side, poking her panties outward with each thrust.

Her whimpers caught the attention of a few people. One man was unashamed, watching her intently as she fought to maintain composure. She hung her head, seeing a subtle outline of her hard nipples through the jacket. She reached across her chest, acting like she was scratching an itch. Her arm compressed her large breasts, making another man glance up. She put her arm down, feeling their gaze upon her. She hated feeling so fragile, but the movement below kept her mind distracted.

She felt a pressure upon her g-spot, making her jerk forward and gasp. Another woman turned her head, but she was respectful enough to ignore the strange noises. Ves was enjoying the feeling, slightly moving her hips in time with the outward thrusts of the tendril. She was building closer and closer, feeling another orgasm creeping over her. Then, it stopped.

Wound tight and searching for an explanation, Ves moved her fingers lower to finish. Before she could, a sharp, sudden pain from within made her crumple and gasp. Another pain came and she felt her stomach push outward. She was trying to ride out the pain, acting as if nothing happened to the few passengers watching. Her hands covered her stomach, feeling the orgasm slipping away. She yearned for the climax, but another sudden pain ripped it away fully. Her stomach pushed outward, parting her hands for a moment before returning to normal. One man was utterly shocked by the sight, but he didn’t understand. He shook his head and looked to the window.

“You’re so obsessed with being in control that you have a sex slave waiting at home. I think this is good for you. It will make you realize that you’re always someone’s bitch.” He was listening to her thoughts and he knew everything about her. She hated being so helpless and he knew it.

The remainder of the ride went by without change. She avoided eye contact until she arrived at the office. She pushed through the revolving door, passed by the receptionist, and waited for an elevator. The door opened to reveal her coworker, Jacob. The tubby man smiled as he greeted her. He worked on the same floor and he was one of the few she enjoyed talking with. She found his nervousness cute. She pictured him naked for a fleeting moment, instantly regretting the thought. 

“It’s good to see you swing both ways. What would Greta think?” Ves stumbled in her reply to Jacob, trying to ignore the voice. “I bet you’d love to have him bend you over. Maybe I could help you out.”

She felt her cheeks flush. Excitement spread throughout her body. A warmth grew in her privates and dampness followed. She had an intense urge to pin him against the wall and fuck him hard, but the elevator door opened and another person stepped in. Her panties were soaked. She tried to hide her urges as he spoke, but she could barely focus. Relief came when she reached her floor. She quickly said farewell and rushed to her office.

She hastily searched through her desk drawer. She transferred the slender blue vibrator from its hiding place and into her purse. She nodded in greeting as she passed the other offices on her way to the bathroom. She was thankful that it was empty. She locked the stall and hung her purse. With the vibrator in hand, she slipped her wet underwear onto the floor and eased in the toy. Her eyelids fluttering as she lowered onto the toilet.

The toy hummed quietly as it pressed into her pussy. Breathing heavily, Ves worked the vibrator in and out, feeling a powerful orgasm rolling over her. She rocked her hips, making the toilet seat flex beneath her comfy ass. She reached beneath her jacket, feeling her big tit through her shirt. Squeezing it hard, she imagined, her fat co-worker plowing her like an animal. She ignored the uncomfortable position as she put her legs out, fully engrossed in the pleasure.

Her mind switched to Greta. Thinking of her expansive tits clamped as she moaned. Ves loved to dominate her, but now she was in that predicament. Clamping down hard on her nipple, Ves thought about how she could be used. Lying on Greta’s comfy body as Jacob did her from behind. She was surprised to feel a more intense orgasm come, making her tremble and slip lower. She rode it for a time before the vibration became too much. She was about to remove the vibrator, but it suddenly moved inside. She put a finger in her pussy to retrieve it, but the feeling was too strong.

She was immobilized by pleasure, whimpering as the vibration continued. Juices splashed into the water below. She gasped and moaned until her awareness returned. She stiffly shifted higher in the seat. The vibrator was on the highest setting and wedged deep in her pussy. She balled her fist and in a display of rage punched herself hard in the stomach. It hurt, but she did it again even harder.

Suddenly she felt movement within and a bulge pushed outward. Buttons flew from her jacket and her shirt, skittering along the tile. Another painful punch came from within. Ves slumped forward, grunting in pain as he retaliated. She lifted up to see the visible outline of a hand pushing outward from within her womb. It was extremely unsettling to see and she knew he could do much worse if he wanted.

“I’m sorry! I’m sorry! Please stop this! I’ll do whatever you want!”

The hand pulled back and the vibrator clicked off. She sat there for a moment, staring at her ripped clothing. The toy was still buried in her depths, but she was too afraid to question his intentions. She got up, tossing her soaked panties in the garbage as she cleaned up. Her shirt wouldn’t close now, but she was able to hold it shut as she went back to her office.

Only twenty-four other employees worked on this floor and most were busy with client calls and paperwork, but a couple of them stopped her to chit-chat. One, in particular, proved to be very persistent.

Liam followed her down the hallway. “Hey, Ves, how are things?” He continued, asking useless questions as they came to her office. She turned at the door, tactfully blocking him from stepping through. He was known for reading the files on people’s desks and using that information to steal their clients. She despised him, but she was used to this dance. “Want to go out for drinks later? My treat.” He had a deep, sexy voice and he took care of himself. He was into guys, but she knew he had taken a few women just to pry some secrets from them. She had to respect him – he managed to stay at the top in spite of being a well-known manipulator.

“Thanks, but I have something going on. Maybe another time… Like never.”
He cocked his head. “Ouch. Maybe you should unwind sometime… Oh wait, it looks like you just did.”

Ves became suddenly self-conscious, smoothing her hair as she kept her blouse held shut. Then, at the worst possible time, a hum came from within. She could feel the toy shaking deep inside her and her sudden jerk alerted the man to the trouble. Liam watched her, his mouth hanging open with surprise.

“Are you? Is that a vibrator?” He leaned lower, a gleeful smile spreading along his face. “You naughty girl!”
“It’s not… It’s my phone.” She turned bright red as she reached for the door. He barged past as she closed it behind him. ”Get out of my office!” She whispered.
“Uh, no.” He pulled her dress up without warning. “Liam!” She growled, “I should have you fired!”
“Go ahead.” He pulled out his phone and started recording. “Go ahead, Ves, tell the audience what you’re hiding down there!”
She fought back tears as she held out one hand. “Stop this right now!”
“If you listen closely you can hear the smooth music of an adult toy in one of our top consultants!” He laughed. “And…” He brought the phone lower, “she’s not wearing underwear!”

Ves felt small and weak, crumpling to the floor. She hid her face as she sat on her knees, trying desperately to hide the effects of the toy. She was deeply aroused, but the shameful situation kept her in check. Her chest heaved unevenly as she tried not to show the building pleasure. Her thoughts shifted abruptly as something rubbed her g-spot. Her pink skin had a sheen of sweat. She couldn’t stop making short, quick thrusts into the air. Her skin tingled and her butt tensed. She was thrusting so vigorously that her business dress slid up, allowing him the slightest view of her shaven privates.

He was delighted and confused as she stared at him. It was so shameful, but she couldn’t stop. Her curvy body bouncing as the feeler moved inside her. She was moaning as she put her hands on the floor to support herself, opening her legs without care. Her large chest showed from her torn blouse, only kept in check by the smooth ivory bra. Her nose crinkled as she moaned again and again. She felt the slow building climax, winding her tighter and tighter until… release.

Falling backward, Ves flopped embarrassingly upon the floor. She rolled onto her side, recovering from the stronger orgasm. She waited for a moment, too scared to look back at the man observing the entire lewd display. She finally peeked through her frazzled hair, seeing his astonishment. Her mind raced as he tucked the phone away.

“What… the fuck?”
“Delete that now and I’ll give you the Fischer case.”
“How about I save this and you give me all your cases.”
“But… I need…” She paused, thinking about her dire situation.
“You need a job.” He grinned. “Maybe I can keep you around as my assistant!”

Climbing to her feet, Ves charged the man. She brought him down and hastily took the phone from his pocket. He was much stronger, but her nearly naked body upon him kept him in check. She moved her finger with purpose, quickly pulling up the video and hitting delete. He flipped her over and pinned her in a scandalous position as he got his phone back.

“Your word against mine now.” She glanced down, “think people will believe this was my doing?”
“You know,” he pulled back and got to his feet, “I could ruin us both. They might believe you, but I bet there’s a way to get that video back.” He showed a conceited smile. “How about I get one of your clients, my choice, every month for a year. Does that seem fair?”
“Not at all, you have a deal.” It was a horrible set up, but it would hopefully put this mess behind her.

Liam shook his head one more time before slinking through the door. Feeling drained, she slowly climbed up and found her spare top. The thin, blue sweater ran a little small on her swollen midsection, but at least it covered her. Her dress was damp, but being black made it virtually unnoticeable. The gravity of the situation hit. She had just put on a show for the most underhanded person she knew and somehow it didn’t destroy her. It gave her a surge of confidence. She fixed her hair and mentally prepared to finish the day.

She made a few quick calls, trying her best to avoid other clients. Being a financial consultant meant that a good amount of your work was planning and consultations. She tried to focus on the paperwork, but it was difficult to ignore the dildo buried in her nether region. She spent a few hours slowly working through the files until a knock came on her door. A petite woman nervously entered. She was very pregnant and very shy. Ves reluctantly invited her to sit down, hoping this would go quickly.

“Hi, I just brought some files you requested for one of your clients. Do you have a moment to go over them?”

Unable to say no, Ves sat as the woman pointed out every detail pertaining to the files. She either wanted to kill time or thought that Ves couldn’t read. Ves was getting rather anxious until the woman suddenly jerked forward. She put a small hand on her belly, controlling her breathing as the discomfort passed.

“It’s okay. This little guy just gets a little excited when he hears new voices. Want to feel?” The cute girl smiled warmly. Ves had no interest in the child growing in this stranger’s belly, but she knew how to act. She got up and placed a hand on the girl’s soft, warm skin. It took a few seconds, but she could feel the movement and she acted surprised. The girl giggled. “How far along are you?”
Ves was startled by the question. “Uh, a m-month.”
“Oh, wonderful! Things get easier as you go, I promise.” They wrapped up their conversation shortly and as soon as the door closed Ves fell into her chair.

She reached below and tried to remove the toy. She was nearly fisting her wet, sensitive hole, but the dildo was still beyond reach. She pinched the bridge of her nose, frustrated by her situation. She tried to think of a way to take out the slime creature in her womb, but a laugh echoed through her mind.

“You really hate people, don’t you? Maybe deep down you want kids.” She perked up, feeling pressure in her abdomen. Her stomach grew outward, pushing the sweater up and her waistband lower. “Wouldn’t it be nice to have a child or two growing inside of you?” Her belly button pushed outward as her tummy grew. She looked much, much bigger than the other woman now and she was still expanding. “You’d make a great mommy.”

“No!” She snapped, holding her quivering stomach as it crawled over her thighs. “I don’t want kids! I can’t even have them now!” He could sense her disgust at the thought of having something growing inside her.

“It doesn’t matter. I can give you kids. I can even give you four or five at once!” Huge bumps came and went as something moved inside of her. Tears ran down her cheeks as her skin pressed outward. She was appalled by the feeling and pleaded for him to stop. Her crying quieted as the outline of a small foot pressed out. She was in shock as another small hand pressed against her thigh. Something sharp pushed against her inner walls and then something rounded. “Maybe I’ll give you something besides a human baby.”

Just below her rolled sweater and between her breasts a small face appeared. It looked like something out of a fantasy and it disturbed her deeply. It moved its mouth before sliding out of sight. Something else moved by her belly button and she could almost swear it was a snake. It was terrifying to think of those creatures inside her and she had to cover her mouth to muffle the sobs.

Her fear was made worse as she saw multiple things slithering beneath her skin. It felt like a hundred snakes were packed into her womb, writhing around and searching for an exit. The pressure was so intense and she wanted to get them out, but they couldn’t find the path to freedom. Instead, they twisted and turned, making her belly bulge as their thick bodies moved.

Feeling a sudden pull, Ves fell from the seat. She was on her knees, holding her full belly as the creatures worked into a frenzy. It was harder to deal with, as her skin felt like it might tear under the immense weight. She rested it upon the floor, holding her desk as it wobbled and shook. She was crying and grunting, wishing for a way out of this nightmare when the vibrator clicked on.

She hated her body for enjoying the movements. It disgusted her to the core, but she was excited by the movements. Then a snake pushed out of her womb, wriggling side to side as its thick body pushed through her tight vagina. It was thick and it fought fiercely to get out. She tensed as she felt it slide past the vibrator, pressing it against her inner walls as it moved. It was stuck just inside her pussy.

Ves felt something pinching her clit and it felt amazing. Her knuckles turned white upon the edge of the desk. Hair stuck to her neck as she clenched her teeth. Her crying stopped, replaced with angry grunts. A strong orgasm hit her, making her fall onto her ass clumsily. The pleasure took over, making her drool like an idiot as she leaned against her chair. She was disheveled and delirious as she felt the snake move back into her womb. The vibration quit and her belly started to shrink. Whatever was inside went motionless.

Back to her normal size, she climbed into her chair and adjusted her clothing. A big wet spot was on the carpeted floor, but it was hidden beneath her desk. She put her head down and closed her eyes, nearly falling asleep before the man inside jabbed her. She perked up, wiping her eyes and fixing her hair as she realized where she was. She continued working without interruption for another hour when she heard a rumble in her belly. She thought it was him, but soon realized she was just hungry.

She forgot to pack a lunch, so she called down to the cafeteria to bring her a hot sandwich. The delivery charge was outlandish, but she was in no state to make the journey. She was about to take a bite when she felt something slimy push up her throat and into her mouth. She took some on her finger, seeing a thick violet slime.

Before she could move, a thick tendril of the purple slime erupted from her lips, her eyes doubled as the feeler took the sandwich from her hand and pulled it down her throat. She swallowed it whole, making a painful bulge in her esophagus as it moved down. It came back up and shot out, grabbing a stapler and pulling it into her mouth. The thick object hurt going down, but it happened in an instant. It continued by snatching a round pencil holder. The goo kept it as one object, pulling it down and into her belly.

She tried to grab it as it took a small potted plant, but it was too slippery. Her fingers slid off as the tendril forced the rounded pot into her open mouth. Her jaw was open wide, only barely able to fit the bulky item. It had continued trouble getting it past her windpipe. She couldn’t believe this was happening and she could feel all of the items collected in her stomach. She punched her abdomen again, but as before this agitated him. 

It took more small items, collecting them as she tried to hold her belly. She thought with enough pressure she could block items from fitting inside, but it didn’t help. She swallowed a pad of sticky notes, a computer mouse, and even a slim, corded telephone. Holding on, she was able to slow the ingestion of the phone, but it was too powerful, snapping the cord before taking the entire base into her body.

She was forced to ingest every small item in and around the desk. It even took the garbage bin and emptied it into her open mouth. Crumpled paper, food wrappers, and even aluminum cans slid into her belly. She tried to stop it, playing tug-of-war with the items and always losing. Her sweater moved higher, showing more and more skin as her midsection expanded. She pressed her belly hard into the side of the desk, but it only caused her more pain.

From the drawers it took pens, papers, and even her cosmetic bag. She watched as countless items slid uncomfortably down her throat and into her belly, clacking as they settled inside. Ves looked beyond pregnant, with a red, veiny stomach that ached from the oddly shaped items crammed inside. She was worried, not knowing how to remove the items without going to a hospital. The tendril came out again and opened her purse. Pulling her apartment keys and cell phone out and taking them down before she could grab them.

She leaned back in her seat, admitting defeat as she rubbed her overfilled belly. It was huge, hard, and heavy. Her top was only covering her chest now. It had moved beneath her bra, which caused her large breasts to appear even more prominent. She heard the sound of tearing fabric and felt her dress’ waistband slack. She watched the purple tentacle plucking more small items from the final drawer. A tape dispenser moved awkwardly through her esophagus and then there was a sudden stillness.

It seemed so quiet once the thing stopped force-feeding her. Tears wouldn’t even come. She was so awestruck by what just happened that she could barely think straight. She shifted forward and felt something shift. She felt an ache as she clumsily stood up. She used her desk for support and after a few stiff steps, she found balance. She felt sick, salivating suddenly and heavily. She grabbed her trash can and heaved. The plastic tape dispenser crept up her throat, causing a large bulge as it pushed through her mouth and out into the garbage. It made a loud thud as it landed and she felt more coming.

A knock came as she felt something large moving up her throat. She couldn’t respond as she cupped a hand over her mouth, stifling the urge to throw-up. “Ves, you have a call on line 3.” Her co-worker spoke through the door. “I was having problems patching him through.”
“Take…” She painfully swallowed the smooth metal stapler once again. “Message.” A pokey hairbrush rubbed as it moved in her belly, giving a very unpleasant sensation as it shifted lower once again. She had to get to the bathroom. Ves tried to suppress the urge to eject the remaining items as she lumbered to the door.

“Ves, he says it’s urgent.” The woman was still waiting outside.
Opening the door just enough to peek through, Ves spoke directly to the woman. “No more calls today.”
“You look like shit.” Her judgmental expression faded. “I can cover for you, but he says he will go elsewhere if you don’t talk to him right now.”
Ves rolled her eyes angrily, still feeling queasy. “Can I borrow your phone?”
“Uh, I guess. Why don’t you use your own?”
“It’s broken. Can you hand it to me?”
The girl narrowed her eyes. After a long contemplation, she went to her desk and took the phone base, holding it as she handed Ves the receiver.

“Hello, this is-“
“Ves, I pay you good money so I can talk to you anytime during business hours, Monday through Friday. If you start dodging my calls then I will take my firm across the street where I expect that bullshit!”

He went on, berating her as she tried to hide the cramps running from her low-hanging belly. She was in agony and the girl on the other side of the door seemed incredibly suspicious. The vibrator clicked on and off, making her sink lower as she listened. Ves tried her best to suppress the overwhelming sensations, but she was physically weak from holding such a weighted stomach.

“Mr. Delano, I am sorry… I am so sorry, but I am terribly sick and I… I promise I will do better in the future. As to answer your question, I can’t recommend that you invest in a start-up company with such differing goals. Could I please have a few days to do some research and write up a proper proposal?” He wasn’t pleased, but he finally conceded.

After saying goodbye, she gave the phone back. The other woman’s eyes dipped lower. She looked disgusted after the glimpse, but she didn’t get a chance to respond as Ves closed the door. She felt sick as she leaned against the door. Her expansive belly resting against her thighs, pushing her stretched dress lower. She felt things moving as she breathed. Praying that the other woman wasn’t watching, she took a deep breath and opened the door. 

She pulled it shut loudly as she stomped ahead, causing a few people to look with surprise. She stumbled forward, holding her distended belly tightly as she moved. Most of the office doors were closed in the afternoon with client meetings. She attempted to hide the full effects of her predicament by turning away from the open doorways. The objects shifted audibly, causing her great distress as she waddled ahead.

Just before the bathroom, she made direct eye contact – Jacob was astonished by the sight. She pushed on as he rushed to follow. She went into the bathroom, found the largest stall, and immediately ejected a few smaller items. Jacob came in, opening the unlocked stall door. He made it in time to see a hard square moving beneath her chest, up her throat, and through her open mouth. A slimy telephone hit the toilet seat and landed on the floor. She hastily yanked on the cord running into her mouth, pulling the headset out slowly. She gasped as she worked it free, turning to him with pure despair.

The vibrator clicked on yet again. She was sore and tired, but she felt a deep yearning for another intense orgasm. Warmth filled her loins as she looked at the overweight man staring with awe. He looked so innocent and she wanted to cum so badly. The urge to let out the items passed as she turned and stood. She stepped ahead with a hunger in her eyes as she gave him a slow, sensual kiss. He was paralyzed with fear and it excited her even more.

She gave him a few more quick kisses before squatting. Her awkward belly rested upon the cold tile in between her parted knees. Eagerly, she unfastened his belt and slid his pants to the floor. He whimpered as she fished out his cock and started sucking. The bathroom was empty, but if someone came in they would be greeted by an overweight man being blown. They would see her enormous red belly, seeing the subtle veins stretched across her tight skin. She put her lips to the base, moving his flab back to take his entire cock. He was bigger than expected, but she could take it with little effort.

Making loud, lewd noises as she sucked him, Ves was getting so wet below. She opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue, licking his balls as she paused. He grabbed her head and pounded her mouth. His quick movements let her know he was getting close.

Warm cum shot to the back of her throat, making her squint, but she never pulled away. He held her in place, feeding numerous blasts of his seed into her slippery mouth. She licked his balls again, making him squirm and release his grip. She wanted it all, following as he stumbled back. She sucked hard, keeping him from taking his cock out as she leaned ahead. He gasped weakly, finally removing his cock from her lips with a loud pop.

Ves got up with some difficulty, turning around and raising her behind. She bent over the toilet, wiggling her ass enticingly. He couldn’t resist, shuffling closer with his pants around his ankles. He flipped her dress up to see her beautifully plump butt. Her hourglass figure was still preserved at this angle, as her huge belly pressed against the toilet below. The items inside clacking and tapping through her skin.

Spreading her cheeks, Jacob eased his moist cock in. He moaned as it glided into the warm, tight hole. Ves let out a shrill groan. She raised up and put a hand back to slow him, but he followed along, keeping his cock in place. He was fully in her ass and he didn’t give her time to acclimate. The ache spread through her body as he drew back momentarily and pushed it back in. Her ass opened easily, causing her great discomfort as he enjoyed himself.

“I’m sorry… It just feels too… ah… too good.” He spoke quietly as he pumped her ass.

It hurt and the lack of control caused her even more distress. Ves didn’t want this, but she had absolutely no control. The nameless man who spoke to her mind was forcing her to do outlandish things that she didn’t even try to understand. Her thoughts blurred as she felt unique pains every time Jacob thrust. He was just a lonely man getting some, so she couldn’t blame him. She glanced back, watching the bulky man humping her frantically.

The tendril inside moved lower, putting pressure on her g-spot. Then she felt something rubbing her clit. The ache suddenly turned pleasurable and all her complaints disappeared. She huffed and pushed back. Her springy ass flattened as they pushed together. She took every inch and it felt fantastic. The pressure built as she took his hand and placed it upon her chest. He followed the lead and leaned forward, holding her tits as he fucked her from behind.

They were going so hard that the items inside were shifting. She felt something hard-hitting her thigh and the sound of plastic tapping came from her core. Jacob was stronger than expected, moving his hands back to her hips to get just a little farther in. Her climax built as his cock plunged inside. She was just about to finish when he abruptly stopped. She involuntarily clenched her asshole, making him moan as cum spurt out of his tightly gripped cock. Thick blasts collected in her rump, pushing past her pinched entrance.

The tickle on her clit grew stronger. She bared her teeth, working the pulsing cock in her ass. The orgasm was upon her in seconds, causing the overburdened woman to sink lower, huffing with delight. She relaxed as he pulled out, barely able to support herself over the fixture. With a hum coming from deep inside, she spun around weakly, planting her rump onto the toilet seat. Tremors continued through her body as her eyelids drooped lower. She melted into the seat, spreading her legs open, not caring as she showed her privates to the man.

Pulling his pants up, Jacob grinned like a child and thanked her profusely. He left, caring little about her plight. Ves was beyond worried as the vibrator whirred in her loins. No one caught them, but it seemed inevitable someone would come along soon. She felt a movement within. Sitting up, she heaved, feeling an item moving up her throat. She covered her mouth again, not wanting to cause a mess. The object slid back down, giving her a moment of respite as she tried to think. She didn’t know what to do as the numerous items moved inside her stomach, causing a very unwelcome feeling.

Something shifted below and she heard a tap as something slipped out of her ass. She guessed that it was the computer mouse, considering the cord followed behind it. She was bawling as the items came out at increasing speed. She tried to clench shut, but they moved out so smoothly. Cans crumpled and pencils snapped under the weight of larger items. She barely felt the vibrating toy come out, but she could hear it whirring inside the packed toilet bowl. It was almost full when she slid off. She went onto her knees, unable to stop the release of the assorted workplace items.

Ves was gasping and grunting, weak from pushing so many things out of her body as she squatted over the floor. Once it was over, she found herself in the middle of a slimy mess. It felt much better now. Her clothes were mostly spared from the expulsion and she thought she might actually be okay after all of this. She climbed to her feet and left the sticky clutter for someone else to deal with. She walked with purpose, avoiding her coworkers on the path to her office. Praying that no one noticed her disheveled clothing.

She had to stop to avoid an older couple arriving. She ducked into an empty room as they passed. She was about to head out as she felt a pressure low in her belly. She looked down to see her stomach expanding beneath her waistband. This time her dress didn’t move lower. Instead, it pulled tighter and tighter until the stretched band popped apart, falling uselessly upon the floor.

She was stunned, knowing that she couldn’t simply hide herself any longer. Her belly retracted, only showing a small bump once again. The man was watching and enjoying every bit of her hardship. Her sweater was far too small to cover her privates and she knew there was only a short time before the owner of this office returned. Only a short distance remained to reach the privacy of her own office, but it would be impossible to avoid people now.

Thinking quickly, she took a large potted plant from the windowsill and carried it in front of her crotch. She took a deep breath and started walking. Sure enough, a woman passed in the hall. Ves had to turn to let her by, keeping her exposed backside against the wall. It worked and she continued only a few steps until another man exited his office. She did the same thing, pressing her ass against the glass as he shuffled by the sprawling plant. She turned to see that the office blinds had been open. She had just exposed herself again, but thankfully the man turned away, chatting on the phone.

She hustled down the hall, taking solace as she turned the knob and pushed into her office. A thick stack of files sat just inside the door with a note attached. I noticed you cleaned out your office, but I heard someone say you were stuck in the bathroom with Jacob. Ooh, what a scandal! I expect proposals and quarterly plans for all of these clients by tomorrow. It was signed with a heart, but she knew Liam was behind it.

Ves sat the plant down and brought the files to her empty desk. It would take all night to finish his work and she didn’t even have her phone to call Greta for spare clothes. “The janitor is going to find my cell phone in that mess!” She stared at the manila folder with utter despair. “And Liam knows Jacob had sex with me.” She thought aloud as she hung her head with shame. “Well, he will know once he talks to Jacob, I’m sure. It won’t be hard to intimidate that lard ass.“ She spoke bitterly. 

“Jacob won’t remember a thing.”
“H-how can you be sure?”
“Are you really doubting my power, Ves?”
She submissively shook her head. “No, no… What now?”
“You didn’t tell them, so you get to survive.” He laughed. “But you get a little surprise for being so promiscuous.”

Ves felt something and raised her sweater to investigate. Her stomach puffed out more notably than before. She put a hand over it and felt vigorous movement. She gasped in fright as she pulled her hand aside. Something was alive inside her and she knew it was more than just slime.

“Have a good night, Mom.” The laughter faded, leaving her with a lingering dread of what was to come. She had nothing to do but sit and wait until the others left. She had to time it right to go get her items before the cleaning crew found what she left. Only then could she call Greta to get some clothes and bring some basic office supplies to do the mountain of work.

Plaything

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Open Door Policy

Standard

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