The Favored Part VIII

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“What should I even call you now?” A heavily pregnant Nora asked as she sat in a sturdy chair, her belly resting upon the ground in front of her.
“Her name was Vanita, so I think I should just keep that. I knew it would be a major change, but it’s better than being dead. I just have to get used to it.” He said his new name. Nora thought it was cute how she pronounced her name with emphasis on each syllable.

The door slammed open as Denah barged in with Kell in tow. “One is missing!”
“How do you know?” Vanita asked.
She looked to Kell, looking for acceptance for what she had to say. “I… I was one of them.”
“We should kill you right now.” A dark anger showed in Vanita’s expression.
“I helped you! I realize that I was at fault and I don’t want any more people to die!”
“There’s no choice when a bunch of your fanatics won’t let us live in peace.”
“She saved Krina, Piv- Vanita!” Nora pleaded to her mate.
She set her jaw. “What does that mean, then? What will they do?”
“It means that the survivor will tell our leader and then they will call upon the other god’s followers. They’re not going to stop until we are gone.”

“Do not consider yourself part of this village, girl!” Nora could tell the girl was used to being scolded by Vanita before the mind transfer. “I have been preparing and once Zuli gives birth to the next batch of ore I can give finishing touches to my next artifact.”
“How does that ring work, anyway?” Nora inquired.
“It switches the minds between whomever is wearing it and one that they touch. The wearer must choose to move, though.” Vanita was clearly pleased by her creation. Nora commented on how difficult it must have been to make. He has been working on these items for months if Zuli is to be believed.

“I carved runes in each of the forty two layers. I am just about to finish the next relic, but in time I should be able to make one to represent every god. They will be more powerful than this, I am sure.”
“The god’s wrath is no easy thing to overcome.” Denah warned.
“True, but we are overcoming people and we have a god’s help.”
“What do you mean by that?”

“I had spent many years honing my craft and studying the gods. I knew I could make wondrous artifacts if I had the materials, but I lost access when raiders burned my village. I travelled to another town and found Zuli.” The woman with a new mind gathered her thoughts. “We tried to have children, but they never made it. I brought her to The Mistress, foolishly hoping to be spared from her usual twisted gifts. You know how that ended. The part I didn’t tell you, though, was that I was also given the knowledge and skills to craft that unique metal that she brought into the world.”

Nora tried to understand. “So you made something that lets you swap bodies with another person?”

The tall pale woman with dainty features agreed. “The others items are close to being finished, but they all require a lot of the metal. With the next batch I can finish one more and then we have to hope that saves us until I can craft the rest.”

Avril was having two to four children a week, adding to their town’s population boom. Along with the survivors from the destroyed town, their village now housed around a hundred people. Most of the younger girls were taught by Samara, who was the only girl who had a normal pregnancy timeframe. Her belly was growing slowly, but she was around four months along. She stopped in to check on her half-sister. Avril was huge by comparison, ready to pop at any point.

Avril gave a frustrated sigh. “Thank Kinok you are here!” She pointed between her legs. “Help me down there, I can’t reach!”
Samara was used to helping her family in any way she could. She leaned onto the foot of the bed and nudged Avril’s legs apart. She traced her tongue along her half sister’s privates, causing her to moan loudly. She put her thighs upon her sister’s shoulders, relishing in the feeling. Samara continued to lick her lower lips as Avril’s moaning grew louder. Their passion grew and Avril was nearly to release when the door slammed open. Cilia held her sword ready for a fight. They were drawn from their embrace as the petite woman relaxed her stance. “Oh, apologies, I thought you were in trouble, Avril.” Samara gave her a smile before turning back to the sprawled woman.

Cilia turned to leave, but instead pushed the door closed. She dropped her sword and approached the pregnant woman’s supple backside. Cilia was one of the few blessed with a shaft. She licked her hand and rubbed herself a few times before she slipped it into her sibling’s pussy. Cilia moved with increasing pace as Samara used her tongue to please her sprawled sister. Avril’s large belly rolled back and forth with slow motions while Samara’s hanging breasts and belly bounced in time with the slim girl’s thrusts. Avril was audibly reaching climax, which was also enough to cause Cilia to finish, shooting her seed into the curvy girl’s pussy.

The door opened again. Krina, the mother of two of the girls, came in sweaty and looking tired. “I need release!”
“We just finished, mother.” Cilia said as she slipped out and Samara stood.
“I don’t care, I need to finish!” Her breasts had gone back to normal size after having another couple of children. She was also blessed with a cock.
”She gets this way when no one helps her during the pregnancy.” Avril spoke from the bed. “Come on, Mom, I’ll take it.” The immobile girl beckoned her closer.
Krina hurried onto her dripping wet daughter and inserted herself. Her cock went in all the way easily. She was rough, pounding the swollen girl’s loins relentlessly. Avril cried out in a mix of pain and pleasure, still enjoying the sensations as a second orgasm built.
“Go in my ass, Cilia!” Krina commanded her observing daughter.

The skinny daughter with a still-erect, wet cock stepped behind her and missed a few attempts before she found her way into her mother’s ass. Krina bent forward onto Avril’s stomach as she tried to accept the sudden entrance. “Wait, wait, give me a second.” She paused to allow the pain to pass as she acclimated to the cock in her rump.

Avril looked to the side and saw Samara sucking on her brother’s cock. Mom left the door open and Kell was drawn to the noise. Kell held a finger to his lips as he moved behind Cilia. She braced herself for the forced fucking her sister was about to recieve. Samara pulled Cilia’s ass wide, allowing Kell to split her open, causing her small frame to try desperately to evade the object in her ass. Meanwhile, Krina’s eyes snapped open as she too felt the entirety of Cilia’s cock in her posterior. Avril smiled as she held her pained mother against her pregnant belly, stroking her hair as she was being pinned in place between them.

Cilia reached back in a panic, using both hands to jerk the exposed section of Kell’s shaft. Her plan worked, as Kell had only gotten about halfway when he exploded, causing Cilia’s flat belly to blast outward with his unnatural seed. She made a sad whimper as stopped moving for a moment. The sensation overwhelmed her, however, giving her a forced orgasm. She filled her mother’s ass with a more modest amount of cum. Last, Krina erupted, shooting her hot juice into Avril’s damp pussy. Avril loved the feeling, watching their pained faces as Kell withdrew and left abruptly.

“It’s not enough!” Vanita held the small lump of metal as she yelled. “Why is it so tiny?”
Her pregnant wife smiled. “You can thank him.” She pointed to the man coming through the door.
“You laid with my mate?! Your seed isn’t as strong!” Vanita snapped at the man.
Nora put a hand on Kell’s chest. “He didn’t know. You know he has-“
“His urges might get us all killed!”
“It’s not like you can give her your seed anymore!”
Vanita gave an exasperated sigh. “I know, but I could have had one larger batch before I lost my body. I need at least twice as much to finish my next artifact.”
“Why can’t you use the ring again?”
“The gods aren’t that idiotic! They won’t make the same mistake!” He held up a hand. “That was a simple group of warriors that was given a command to kill everything in sight. Next time it will be something bigger and unless some miracle happens then we have no defense. The ring only bought us some time!” A sudden revelation struck him. “Zuli, you knew how much I needed that metal, why did you mate with him?”

“I didn’t, he attacked me.”
Vanita turned to scream at the man, but her face went blank as she thought. “Then why didn’t you tell me?”
“Because I… I guess it doesn’t matter now…” She shook her head. “None of them were my daughters.” She spoke derisively. “I can only birth rocks! Don’t you see why I loathe Kinok? You cursed me to live as your resource and now you’ll finally get to feel the pain that I’ve felt with every hunk of metal I have to squeeze out!” Zuli gave an irritated scoff. “Finally the suffering will end for all of us.”

Malia’s belly had grown overnight, now showing an obvious baby bump. Tesha and Numa were both growing as quickly. They spent all of their free time together when not performing chores or foraging for food. They didn’t have a prominent role in the town, so they embraced their freedom by visiting the nearby stream daily, either to bathe or find pleasure, and sometimes other villagers would join them.

Today, as they pleased one another, they were surprised by a group of men appearing from the trees. Ten, twenty, more and more, there were too many to count watching the girls as they passed. Toned and fit, the young men were naked and carried only spears and shields. The noise surrounded them as the small army passed by, splashing carelessly through the stream. Three men surrounded them in the water as the others continued toward their town. “Submit or die.” The boy repeated himself after a time, drawing his spear back menacingly.
“S-Submit.” Numa finally whispered.

The man tossed his weapons onto the bank. He put an arm behind Malia as he pulled her close and hoisted her leg with amazing strength. She bent more than she thought possible, putting her leg upon his shoulder as he supported her, allowing her to lean back and balance upon one leg. He maneuvered into position and started pounding her relentlessly. He was much smaller than Kell, but he had far more power behind his thrusts. Her heavy belly rested between them as the man hammered her, getting slightly deeper as time passed. It feels amazing! The man used quick, deep strokes. I can’t believe he’s lasting so long. Just keep going for a little longer… Malia’s grip on his shoulders tightened and her breath quickened.

He startled her by sweeping her other leg onto his shoulder, hoisting her entirely, bouncing her whole body against his shaft. The scare passed and she found herself lost in his rythmn. She gasped loudly, losing all control as the man fucked her. The man did not relent, using her for a while longer before he finally blasted his seed into her quivering loins. She went limp, overcome by pleasure.

Without warning, the man lifted her off and tossed her into the water. It took a few moments before Malia recovered, seeing the man grabbing his weapons and continuing toward the town. Tesha and Numa had also submitted, as they were being fucked by two equally muscular men. Numa was lying upon the bank of the stream, on her belly as the man pounded her from behind, their skin slapping together as he reached climax.

Tesha’s large breasts and belly bounced violently as the man rammed her as she bent forward, barely balancing as he slowly chased her into in the shallow section of the stream. Her eyebrows curled upward and she grit her teeth as the man gave slow, full strokes. Malia could see that Tesha got the boy with the biggest cock out of the group. Tesha endured, edging forward occasionally, until the boy popped, filling her with his juice. When he let go of her hips, Tesha fell to her knees, groaning in pain. Malia could see the white goo running from her pinched rump. He was in her ass and he was not gentle.

The two remaining men waited for the girls to clean up before they lead the trio toward their village. “What is going on?” Malia found courage to ask.
“We are taking your town. We’re going to fuck all that magic out of you.” The boy grabbed Tesha’s ass playfully. “Everyone will submit… or die.”

The somber woman spoke with the guard before she stepped into the hut. “I’m here to help you.”
Denah gave a questioning glance. “What do you want?”
Zuli held up a simple black ring. “This is what my mate used to switch bodies with your leader, and I want to switch bodies with you.”
“Why are you asking? You could do that without my consent.”
“I could, but I want your help to escape. Once we swap you are free to leave this village, but I will be a prisoner in your body unless you assist me.”

Denah had no desire to give up her strong, fit young body for one lacking in every regard, but it would allow her to change her life completely. I do not want to be Kell’s mate and I don’t want to carry his child. “I will switch with you.”

The short, sullen woman slipped the ring onto her finger and extended her hand. Denah held her breath as she accepted the woman’s grip. An instant of darkness passed before they found themselves in their new skin. In the confusion, Zuli – now in Denah’s body, snatched the ring from her former hand. “This item was not part of the deal.” She slipped the ring on and balled a fist to secure her grip. “Now, walk me to the East. I told the guard I was bringing you to the stream to bathe.”

The former captive lead the woman past a few homes, feigning confidence as the villagers glanced. Kell had his eyes set on them. “Zuli, your mate sees us. You should talk to him.” Zuli said her former name with derision.
“Why should I talk to him, you are his mate now… Denah.”
She couldn’t respond in time. Kell stopped, pointing a finger at Zuli, unknowing of their swap. “You tricked me. You didn’t explain why you were so important to Piven.” He shook his head. “I-I mean Vanita.”

His mate sincerely had no clue what he meant as he accused her. “It will be okay.” She tried to reassure him without revealing her ignorance on the topic.
“Where are you bringing Denah?” The woman known as Zuli now started to explain, but was stopped by an approaching group of men. She was speechless as she counted more and more physically peaked men ascending the hill. “W-we have to warn the others!” Kell said, urgently, as he grabbed Denah’s hand.

They both looked stunned as the men quickly surrounded them. One drew back his spear, saying nothing as he gave it a hard thrust into Kell’s stomach. The bloody tip came out of his belly and the man pulled a dagger to finish him. The girls were horrified, as the man demanded the others submit or die. Denah looked down at her hands in shock as Zuli loudly announced their submission.

Five men laid their weapons aside as ten more watched the scene. “Don’t fight or we will kill both of you.” Their dicks were fully engorged as they grabbed Denah and bent her forward, tearing away her clothing. The girl was silent as one man stepped in front and one in back. The man in front pinched her pretty face until she opened wide. He moved her lower, bending her forward, and pushed his cock into her mouth. She was accepting until he rammed it all the way in, causing her to wretch and pull away. The man pointed at his shaft, staring her down, waiting for her to continue.

Denah’s moment of resistance passed as the man behind her prodded between her legs, finding her womanhood. He slipped in easily, as Denah had been getting wet without noticing. She paused, as the sensations were indescribable. The man in front pointed again, cocking his head. Denah resumed licking the man’s organ as she moaned from the feelings in her loins. This is wonderful! She braced herself between the two men as they moved out of sequence.

In a panic, she noticed the black ring on her hand, which was perilously close to the man’s leg. She drew her hand back and slipped it free with a finger, letting it fall to the grass. With his senses returned, Kell recalled how Piven had jumped into Vanita’s body. The same had happened between Denah and him. He looked at his former body, lying lifeless in the grass a few paces away. His moment of sadness was thrust aside as the man caused him to gag again, forcing him upward as the man behind continued.

The front man laid upon the ground and directed Denah to lay atop him. I am Denah now. Kell thought. I am a woman and there is no way to go back. The man behind her made a few more thrusts before he allowed her to move. I must admit, this feels amazing. Why didn’t Nora want to mate constantly? She got down and helped the man below find her opening. Another man moved into place behind her, forcing her backdoor open. Oh, this hurts, but it also feels kind of nice with the one in the front. The man in her ass grabbed her shoulders and started pounding. Denah moaned as the two pumped her.

Meanwhile, Zuli, which still held Denah’s consciousness, had multiple men groping her. One took charge and lifted her leg. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders to hold on as he fumbled with his free hand, attempting to insert his cock. She watched his face as he hit the spot, pressing the tip into her warmth. He is so thick, it kind of hurts! She whimpered as he slid deeper. He is almost as big as Kell. She looked at her former mate’s body. I feel sad that he is gone, but I am also kind of glad. I don’t know really what I feel. He might have gotten me pregnant, but he was not a bad person. He was just defending the town the only way he knew how.

The man raised her other leg, holding her close as he bounced her hips. He was strong, moving her whole body with relative ease. I feel odd being in this shorter, weaker body. The man’s eyes shifted as someone approached behind. She turned to see another, younger attacker with his shaft pointed toward her rump. He put his hands on her hips as he guided his spit-covered cock into her ass. The man holding her stopped moving, allowing the boy in back to find the target. He pushed inside with almost no pause, causing her grumble and squirm with no way to evade him.

Both men moved her up and down, making sure their entire cocks fit into her openings. I feel so tiny squished between these two. She couldn’t help growing excited between two muscular fighting men. The man’s width became more bearable after time, allowing her to ignore the man pressing into her rump. She grew wetter and they moved even deeper, moving in time to let her feel every inch. She could feel an immense orgasm growing. The man in the front blew his load and she lost all control. She clung to him as she tensed, squeezing her pussy on his shaft, extracting every drop of his seed.

She could see that her original body was getting used in multiple ways as she was now. The man in her ass continued as she watched the foursome happening in the grass. I hope I can swap back. I just need to figure out how to convince Vanita. I guess I’m Zuli for now, though. The man increased his pace as the man in front held her. Hurry up, kid! Zuli thought with irritation. As if on cue, the boy blasted his load into her backside. The two let her down. Zuli stumbled at first, finding her balance as she watched Denah getting fucked from every angle.

The tall, well built woman with puffy tits was enjoying every moment. Zuli was jealous. She’s having more fun in my body then I ever had. Denah gagged as the man in her mouth filled her throat. The two in her lower holes continued. Denah blinked rapidly as she let a string of the man’s seed trail to the grass. The men pumped her until the one in her ass moaned, increasing his pace, which caused the one in her pussy to finish. The man in back lasted a few more seconds, and Denah a few seconds after that. They stayed in place for a long while, regaining their breath.

Now sated, the men gathered their weapons and moved on. Zuli and Denah watched as a second group of men came upon them, dropping their weapons and approaching with lust in their eyes. I guess we’re alive, at least. Zuli got to her knees, preparing for the excited boys to swarm her. Denah followed her lead. Both women saw a lot of men on their way into town that day.

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She stepped through the door, waiting for movement. She could see a guard walking down the tunnel. She trotted to the service door and held up the keycard she took from a previous technician. Once the door beeped, she eased it open and moved ahead. A guard rounded the corner and she quickly struck him in the throat. The man gasped and clumsily launched his rifle onto the floor. She struck him in the forehead with the butt of her silenced pistol and watched him tumble. She shot him without remorse. I know what you’re part of. There were numerous rumors about the human experimentation happening in this hidden facility and she knew the guards were privy to the details.

Katherine readied her pistol and waited for anyone to investigate the noise. After deeming the area safe, she took out her phone and inspected the photo Abbey had sent before she was captured. She’s in one of the experiment cells by now. I hope I’m not too late. My mission is to extract the intel she was after, but I can’t just leave her to be tortured. Katherine passed through another door, finding herself in a large garage with many all-terrain vehicles and crates. Numerous cameras sat above a door on the far side of the area. That’s where I need to go.

She avoided confrontation from the patrolling guards and climbed upon some crates, using them to traverse the room undetected. She tossed some mid-range acid to melt the metal grating and snaked her way into the ventilation duct just below the ceiling. It was a very tight fit, but she managed to make it through and eventually the duct widened. She moved carefully to limit noise and found herself above one of the experiment chambers. She watched the scene unfolding below.

She recognized the head scientist from the files Abbey sent. The woman named Oxanna was tall, showing signs of age, but still retaining her natural beauty. Her features were broad, but her face was gaunt, matching her slender body. She wore a white coat over her suit jacket, and her short skirt revealed excellently formed legs. Crimson hair draped upon her shoulders as she inspected the woman behind the Plexiglas enclosure.

She is a skilled scientist, but most call her a deviant. The Russian government disavows all knowledge of her experiments, but they keep her going in case of an unexpected breakthrough. She is given the problematic citizens and left to torture them in the name of science. I know this happens all the time, but from what I heard this is just cruel.

Oxanna pressed a button on a nearby console and watched as a clear liquid sprayed from the ceiling, coating the captured woman in a thick substance. The woman lifted her arms in disgust, trying to wipe the goo from her body.
“I just took 40 years from you.” Oxanna spoke to her through a speaker in the cell.
“What?” The subject couldn’t have been older than twenty.
“That substance ages your cells and I want to study the effects. You have this to look forward to.”

She pressed another button and a guard led a submissive middle-aged woman in. She looked good for her age, but small wrinkles and loose skin showed her battle with time. Her face was round with a distinct jawline and slightly upturned nose. Her breasts sagged and there was a slight paunch above her waist. The girl wasn’t restrained in any way.

“This is Missy and she was 14.” The woman cast her eyes to the floor. Her deep black hair was white at the roots. “As you can see, her body aged around 40 years and that’s what is going to happen to you as well in a few weeks.” Oxanna put a hand on her shoulder, causing the woman to pull away timidly. “Her body is aging, but her organs are still young and healthy.” Oxanna gave a telling smile to the woman. “Her reproductive organs still work marvelously.”

The guard stepped around her and shoved Missy backwards. She stumbled as he yanked her arm, leading her out the door. Oxanna followed them out, ignoring the crying girl in the transparent enclosure.

Katherine pushed on, crawling to the next main opening in the ventilation. In this room she could see ten men lined up behind a woman that leaned upon something huge. The woman was resting on two large mounds of flesh. Those are her tits! They’re massive! Her breasts were pressed against the ground, forcing the woman to bend forward upon them. The mammaries had somehow grown to roughly the same size as their bearer.

The men were taking turns, using whatever orifice they preferred. As soon as one man finished another would mount her. The immobile woman yelped as the man behind her surely went into her ass. He grabbed her shoulders and pulled himself up from the ground, burying his cock as far as it would go. Another man came around in front and used her mouth, muffling her screams. I have to stop this. Katherine knew she couldn’t take them all out, so she averted her eyes and continued on.

In the next room she could see the guard fucking the older woman from the first room upon a cot. There were a few women hunkered in the corners of the room, all of which were pregnant. The man had her legs upon his shoulders, pressing downward with his thrusts, eliciting a groan from the older woman each time.

Katherine couldn’t watch any more. She knocked the vent open and dropped herself gracefully, springing up from the 8-foot drop with her pistol in hand. She put a bullet in the guard’s head before he could turn. The girl beneath him pulled her arms against her chest and bawled as blood sprayed upon the wall. It was odd to see such a mature woman crying so freely. The man stayed in place for a moment until she moved her legs to the side, causing him to topple onto the floor.

White substance oozed from the woman’s pussy. God, I got him right as he was finishing. Why did she just let him sit there filling her? Katherine tried to calm the woman. I hope she doesn’t get pregnant like the others. Katherine looked to the other women, most of them still afraid as they watched her.

One older woman stood, walking closer, gripping her belly as she shuffled heavily. The haggard female had a full head of white and brown hair with tired, sunken eyes. Her frame was skinny except for the large belly and milk-filled breasts, showing all of her sustenance went to her unborn child. Her skin was wrinkled and spotted with freckles. Her bony face turned to unexpectedly warm smile. “Thank the lord you’ve come.”

“I’m not here to get you out.” She spoke in their native tongue.
The woman’s smile faded. “You can’t just leave us! Please, at least save my daughter.”
Katherine shook her head. I’m sorry, I can’t help you or your baby.”
“Not this freak inside me! Her!” The frail woman pointed to the shaken girl upon the cot. “Help Missy, please!”

“I will take out Oxanna, but I can’t take on that many guards by myself.”
“Then you have to release us! There is a control room at the end of the corridor. There is an emergency release button behind a false panel next to the main monitor.”
Katherine pulled up her map, noting the room. “How do you know this?”

The woman looked aside as she thought. “I was a scientist here.” She sighed. “At first it was like any other research facility. Then there were rumors of some inhumane experiments happening away from the public eye. Over time, Oxanna and her husband were given more and more freedom and slowly weeded out anyone who she thought didn’t have the stomach for it. Her husband kept her in check, but when he died she went insane. She had all the female guards and scientists used for her twisted experimentation. She allowed the men to fuck the women who survived as payment for their silence.”
“I saw that in the last room.”

“The only thing holding her back from weaponizing these sick experiments is her love for power. Once her research is released, she knows they will stop her and probably throw her in the gulag before using it as their own. She wants to ride this as long as she can.”
Katherine looked at the small camera above them. “They know I’m coming, why haven’t they sounded an alarm?”
“The guards are either at the entrance, with her, or having sex with some poor women. You won’t see many past this point.”
“All right, I will get to the control room and release you, but after that it’s up to you.”

The nameless woman nodded, moving beside her crying daughter, holding her against her bosom. The mature, pregnant women made an odd couple as Katherine opened the door and watched for patrols. She’s right, no one in sight. Katherine charged down the hall and used her keycard once again. I’m glad I did my research – I was able to follow that creep home and get his card.

In the room there were numerous monitors with direct feeds into the experiment chambers. Katherine scanned across, trying to ignore the atrocities happening on each screen. Most of the guards are with the woman with huge tits. Finally, she found the girl who had given her the location. Abbey was a daughter of a murdered scientist and she meant to expose the culprit. She was foolish enough to try to get more of the incriminating documents by herself. That went about as well as you’d expect. She didn’t even get past the parking garage. They certainly had a secure building at one point, at least.
 
On the camera, Oxanna and two armed men observed the restrained girl as she spoke. Katherine formed a plan to take out the two guards flanking the head of research. She found the emergency release panel and pressed the hidden button. As expected, Oxanna sent them to deal with the unlocking doors. Katherine hid beside the desk; her small body tucked nicely beside the thick frame as the two guards burst in with shotguns ready.

Katherine shot a monitor on the far side of the room. It popped and toppled to the floor, distracting them as she spun around the corner and shot them one after the other. Reloading, she made her way to the room with Abbey. It was surprisingly quiet after the doors unlatched. No one seemed to be running for the exit. The guards are probably too distracted to care and the women are too scared.

She came to the room and nudged the door wider. The creak was masked by the low hum of the furnace. The head scientist watched her subject intently. Abbey was a pretty Russian teenager. Her face had strong features with straight eyebrows and willful blue eyes. Her tawny hair rested upon her surprisingly large, upturned breasts. Like her arms, her long legs were strapped in place upon the upright table, spread apart to reveal her shaven, pink slit.

Her belly had grown since she saw it on the camera. There is a hose in her ass! Katherine traced its origin back to a pump on the side of a clear water tank. The water, however, had a light greenish hue. Oxanna was still oblivious as she walked closer to pat the girl’s stomach. “This is only the beginning my dear. This substance is being absorbed, making your beautiful body fat and repulsive!”

I can’t just shoot her, she has to suffer. Holstering her gun, Katherine prowled behind the woman and stood carefully. Abbey’s fiery eyes snapped to the approaching woman. Oxanna turned, just in time to dodge her strike. The Russian scientist kicked Katherine in the shin as she grabbed her arms, trying to topple her. Katherine used the momentum to cause the woman to stumble to the side. I shouldn’t have gotten cocky. Katherine drew her pistol again, but the woman slapped it away before striking her in the chest.

The punch mashed Katherine’s breast painfully, causing her to stagger backwards. Oxanna took the opportunity to lunge upon her, trying to wrestle her to the ground. Katherine kneed her in the hip as she stomped upon her foot. Katherine pushed her backwards and dropped low. She was able to connect a strike in her side and then in her stomach. Oxanna crumpled to the floor, breathless.

Katherine snatched her firearm from the floor and pulled the hose from the restrained girl’s backside. She cried out as the colored fluid poured onto the ground. Katherine undid the girl’s straps and disconnected them from the table, all the while keeping an eye on the scientist on her hands and knees. Abbey’s belly had inflated to make her look 7-8 months pregnant. Katherine handed her the restraints and watched as the small framed girl carried her added weight, stumbling to her subdued captor. Is she bigger already? She lowered herself and attached one restraint on her wrists and another on her ankles. Abbey arose, “Hurt her for me.” The woman stumbled to the door, leaking some of the water with each step. “I have to do something.”

Now alone with Oxanna, Katherine pulled the woman’s black panties aside and picked up the running hose from the floor. “There’s still a lot left, shouldn’t let it go to waste.” She held the woman’s hips as she worked the damp tip in and forced the hose into her ass.
“Ugh!” She struggled, fruitlessly as the running hose fed deeper into her backside. “It doesn’t matter. I’ll be dead soon anyway!”
Katherine agreed as she walked to the panel on the pump. She noticed it was on the lower setting. She turned the lever up to high flow and laughed. “I can’t make you suffer enough, but I can try.”

“Stupid Brit. You know that all the people here are going to die one way or another. Once the guards outside figure out what is going on they’ll overrun you!”
As if on cue, a loudspeaker crackled and Abbey spoke, “To all of the personnel of this facility: I have taken the control room and I am locking down the inner complex. Everyone outside is free to go, but anyone inside will be pleased to know I have released Oxanna’s failsafe.” The woman laughed maniacally. “She didn’t tell you guys about that, did she?”

Oxanna shifted, showing pain as she cussed her former captive. “I surrender! Take me in and I will work with your bosses as a foreign prisoner!” Her big eyes pleaded. Her exposed behind wiggled the hose as she tried to find a more comfortable position.
Katherine stepped forward and spanked her thickening rump. “No chance in hell.” Her clothes were stretched, as the concoction inside caused her to grow subtly.

Papers shuffled as the voice started again upon the announcement system. “I have the plans here: it shows how this mist, when inhaled by men, and only men, will cause them to suffer a violent heart attack within minutes. Looks like your boss didn’t trust you!” She scoffed, “I already sent that out so you better make your last few seconds count!”

Moments later, a few naked men charged past the door with their assault rifles. They shot at the secured door for a moment before one stepped back, peering into their room. Katherine stood, gun ready. The man watched for a moment before nodding and dropping his gun. “Good ridd-“ He grunted and stumbled backward, falling dead against the wall. The other gunfire halted shortly after.

The skinny redhead’s body grew since she had last looked. Her clothes started tearing at the seams, making way for her fattening body. Her arms and legs puffed out as her breasts and backside easily doubled in size from their previously modest proportions. Her skirt split up the sides as her chunky ass popped free. Buttons shot upon the cement floor as her hefty breasts escaped from their outer restraint. Her belly pressed against the floor and her face had rounded as she jerked in pain before becoming despondent.

“My husband was the one who came up with the concept of the aging cream. We were testing it on volunteers for a few months when he decided to splash some on me accidentally one night. Luckily it wasn’t refined at that point, but I look about 20 years older because of that selfish son of a bitch.” She scoffed, tensing for only a moment before continuing her tale as the water blasted into her. “I mixed some of the cream into that fools dinner for a few weeks and watched him suffer as all of his organs shut down. I was so blinded by rage that I didn’t think about where to go from there. The Government wanted results so I had to turn to prisoners and then to the employees. I had good results, but I figured out that there wasn’t a good end for me.”

The pump ran dry, sucking loudly as it forced air into the fattening woman. “You are a monster and there is nothing that’s going to save you now.” Katherine stepped in front of the bulky inflated woman. Her undergarments were stretched to the limit. The woman thrashed her head, causing her crimson hair to dance wildly as she bellowed in pain. Wanting to prolong the pain, Katherine decided to cut her bra and panties away, exposing her now gargantuan breasts. The ruined underwear launched onto the ground as her body quivered. She balanced awkwardly upon her restrained hands and knees.

Her belly spread outward upon the floor as she writhed in anger. “You can’t just let me die! Imagine all the knowledge that you’ll be giving up! I can help!” The woman’s naked body pressed onto the cold floor.

“You’re not going to leave this place.” Abbey returned, standing in the doorway. She too had grown incredibly large. Her face had gained only a bit of fat around her cheeks. From there down, her shoulders had widened, her arms had gained bulk, and her breasts hanged on either side of her meaty belly. She still retained a water-swollen midsection, but it was flattening as the fluid was being absorbed. There was a roll upon her wide hips, which still showed an impressive hourglass figure. Her shaven are was now hidden between her plump thighs. The long, sexy legs were broader, but still smooth.

“Ugh!” The inflated woman on the floor tried to turn, but was unable to see behind her. “I’m going to burst! You’re better than this!” Her insides made a loud gurgling sound.
Katherine walked behind her as she yelled, grabbing the switch to the machine and snapping it off. “Nah, I think I’ll leave you.”
Abbey gave a sad, thankful smile as she walked closer. “There is a hidden escape tunnel in the control room.”

“Good, let’s go get the others.” I changed my mind, I can’t just abandon them after all their suffering. Katherine took Abbey’s arm and helped her awkwardly large friend through the door as the woman let out a shrill cry behind them. The pump whined as it tried to force more air into the reluctant scientist. There was a sudden popping sound and a wet noise as the pump’s sound normalized. Abbey started to turn, but Katherine stopped her. “Don’t look.” Without thinking, Katherine’s hand was pressing upon the woman’s massive breast. She pulled away apologizing.

“It’s okay, I’m probably never going to get small again. That’s probably the most action I’ll see for the next 20 years.”
“I think you’ll be fine.” Katherine assisted her through the doorway and pulled her slightly, causing her to stumble. She pressed Abbey against the wall, mashing her inflated belly and breasts between them. There was a slight pause before Katherine grabbed her ass and planted a sensual kiss upon her lips. Abbey got a childish grin on her face as she pulled back. “When we get out of here I will help you get back on your feet.” Katherine gave a sly smile. “After some fun first.” They continued on to the control room to begin evacuation.

Part VI

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Few days had passed, but Nora’s small cottage was now at the center of a developing town. Kell was helpful at times, but his main focus was giving children to Piven’s daughters. All five of them were pregnant by this point. They didn’t grow as quickly as Nora, but it was faster than normal. All seemed to be visibly growing by the second day. Nora was pleased to see almost everyone around her was carrying children now.

She had given Samara the duties of being caretaker for the growing, and grown, children. She had matured quickly due to the burdens. Her belly was growing slower than the others, but her breasts had enlarged and she continued to have occasional sickness. Motherhood would be a proud day for her; Nora only wished it would come sooner.

Tali was tasked as the lead hunter. She trained others and kept Kell busy, bringing him along often. He would get aroused while they were out, but she had come to enjoy enduring her brother’s gargantuan cock. Nora witnessed them one morning before they left, amazed that Tali was able to take his cock without a sound.

He licked her generously before he tried, but with his size, she knew it would still be very painful for her small-framed daughter. Tali clenched her fists and grit her teeth as he mounted her ass. The experience lasted for only a short time before he scrunched his face and filled her tiny rump. He rolled off and went outside, leaving his sister to use her fingers to please herself to completion. Nora understood why she was such a skilled hunter now. If I hadn’t opened my eyes I wouldn’t have known they were mating on the bed next to me!

Sleeping arrangements had improved, as there were new houses going up daily. Tamri, Piven’s eldest daughter, was in charge of housing. She oversaw her sisters, constructing all the essentials of an upstart town. They did it with little help from their father, who spent his days crafting items in the forge. His wife had birthed a new chunk of magical ore and he wasted no time in using it. Nora had learned to stay away from his craft. He snapped at Krina one day when she brought him food. Everyone is afraid to bother him until he is finished.

Krina’s daughter Cilia set up defenses, preparing traps around the perimeter for any unexpected guests. She was brilliant, teaching others how to make more resilient weapons and armor as well setting up farms with irrigation. She was helping everyone, so no one minded when her urge needed to be sated. Her cock is nothing compared to Kell.

All in all, they were doing well and Nora was happy.

Relieving himself upon a tree, Kell heard someone approaching. He glanced back to see Zuli. With her belly diminished, she seemed so small. Her downturned soft lips and melancholy eyes made him feel sad for her. Kell finished and shook his long, semi-limp cock before he turned to her. “What can I-“ The woman ripped away his loincloth and grabbed his elongating cock. He froze for a moment, seeing his cock growing in her hands.

“You will put this in me.”
Kell knew he should question the sudden interest, but he also knew her mate had stolen his mother’s heart. Kell was not one to turn down copulation. He nodded and she bent down, moving her tongue along the immense shaft. Her serious gaze did not diminish his arousal. She stood and held near the base of his cock as she leaned back upon the tree. She rubbed the tip upon her opening, moving it into her light brown mound of hair.

Her jaw quivered as she gasped, eyes locking onto his as he explored her. She made no complaints as she accepted his astounding shaft. Her flat belly bulged slightly once he was inside entirely. Kell moved back and reentered, amazed as her tummy distended due to his organ.
She put a hand upon his cheek, “I want you to go as fast as you want, just give me your seed.”
“But, Mom said that I have to be careful.”
“I am not your mother. Don’t hold back.” her face solemn as she spoke.

Zuli nodded and Kell’s muscles tensed. She was unprepared for the massive cock to move so quickly. Kell rammed the tiny girl against the tree, disregarding her comfort as he slammed his cock deep into her loins. He had never been able to move this quickly with his unnatural organ. She whined, digging her nails into his back until he finally blew his load, pumping his seed into her. Her flat stomach ballooned noticeably with his fluid. She wiped away tears as she carefully dismounted. Kell apologized, but she assured him it was what she asked for. She held her inflated belly as his seed trickled down her thighs.

Nora recovered, seeking consummation from her mate. She walked through the city, seeking the smoke pillar coming from Piven’s workshop. She knew disturbing him would be detrimental, so she instead sat beside the door and waited. Nora’s eyelids became heavy and she drifted away for a time. She was startled awake by the door closing.

“How long have you been here?” Piven was concerned.
“It doesn’t matter. I want more children.”
He had been waiting patiently until she recovered. He showed a slight smile. “Okay, lets go home.”
“There are too many kids there. I want this time to be just us.” She directed him onto the ground. Piven lay in the grass as she moved above him, removing her furs. She lowered herself and moaned loudly as he slipped in. She ignored the movement in the area as their children went about their daily business mostly unaware to their fornication beside the building.

He is just the right size! It feels incredible. She moved upon him, not afraid of feeling pain with each thrust. He held her small ass, lifting slightly in time with her motion. She leaned down, embracing him with a kiss as they coupled. She could feel a spectacular orgasm building when she felt a nearby presence. She glanced back to see her heavily endowed, fully erect son dropping to his knees behind her. She heard him spit and felt the tip pressing against her spread asshole. Piven was oblivious as he continued to hold her posterior open, nearing climax himself.

Nora shrieked and watched her lover’s eyes snap open in concern. He glanced over her shoulder and saw the aggressor. He moved a hand to shoo him away, but Kell was already committed. He pushed his lightly lubricated cock into his mother’s ass. Nora’s face tensed with pain as she felt the monster parting her slowly. Other parts of her tensed as well, and Piven gasped before he pressed his hips up and shot his warm juice inside her.

Kell was just getting started, however, and continued to force his way into Nora’s tight backside. He spit again and again, trying to lubricate it as much as possible as it moved slowly into her rump. The pleasure offset the pain for a time. She didn’t want to orgasm from such an unexpected encounter, but she was given no choice. Her son hadn’t even gone all the way when she convulsed, sandwiched between the two men she loved most.

Piven groaned as he endured the continued passion, his face pained with overstimulation. Kell was finally able to fit his colossal cock into her ass when he started blasting his seed. Her ass tightened involuntarily as his organ twitched, launching streams of goo into her stomach. Her belly grew, pressing against her lover below. Kell eased out his thick shaft, causing Nora to tense occasionally. Once he was clear, she could feel Piven’s shaft hard once more.

With a full belly and a hurting ass, Nora decided she needed to finish this encounter on a good note. “Can we keep going?”
Piven nodded, and she could tell he was about to deliver a second time. She sat up, gripping her belly as the fluid inside her shifted lower. The added weight pressed her down, causing his cock to move slightly deeper. Moving her hips, she felt his hands squeezing her narrow posterior.

He rolled her aside quickly and somehow managed to stay in place. He put all of his weight into each stroke. Nora was elated that he was hitting just the right spot with each movement. Both of them tensed as they focused. Finally, Nora held her breath and felt a wave of euphoria at the same instant he sprayed more warm seed into her. Her whole body quaked as she wrapped her arms around him, pulling him onto her full belly. She glanced around for her son, but he must have wandered away after he finished.

Kell decided to get away for a time. He made the march to town in search of a mate of his own. She doesn’t want me? Well, I don’t need her! As he neared the village he could hear odd sounds carrying in the wind. Screaming? He used the techniques that his family taught him, staying low and hidden in the tall grass and foliage as he approached. He paused by a ransacked farmhouse. Following a small noise, he found a crying girl inside. She scampered into a corner, scared by his presence and by the large piece of meat between his legs. I forgot to get a new loincloth after that woman ripped mine.

Kell was becoming aroused, but he knew he should hold back. Mom was right – I have to control this. Kell couldn’t stop his organ from becoming rigid, but he reassured the girl that he was not going to hurt her.

The unformed girl trembled. “They’re in the town now, they came here first and killed everyone!”
“Who is doing this?”
“I don’t know, but they kept talking about The Mistress. They’re going after her.”

Kell told her how to get to their village and he continued to the edge of the city. He hid in bushes and observed. Most of the townsfolk were dead or fleeing, but a handful were trying to fight back. He spied one aggressor fighting a group of town guards. The foreign woman wore only a loincloth and metal bracers, fighting tenaciously with a short sword and a mid-sized round shield. Her glorious shoulder-length blonde hair danced in the sun. Her petite frame moved easily to dodge the guard’s spears. Her teardrop breasts bounced as she thrust into one man’s side. Kell was mesmerized until he saw blood splatter upon her ankles.

Kell had an idea. Do what I know best. He moved behind her as she fought the last living guard. He ignored the naked man with a nearly knee length cock approaching behind her. He thrust his spear, and just as she drew back to end him Kell intervened. He grabbed her arms, launching her sword somewhere in the grass and the shield slid off beside them. The man drew back his spear, but Kell called for him to wait.

“I will take her, go help the others!”
The man watched them struggle for a moment before he rushed back into town. Kell was far stronger than the girl, but she was more maneuverable. She kept slipping from his hold only to be caught again. Kell could feel that she was becoming tired after a few attempts he spun her around, holding her firmly close, gazing into her wild eyes. She gave an expression of pure horror as she understood what was pressing against her leg. She tried to knee him, but his cock was resilient and it only added to his arousal.

He ripped her loincloth away and grabbed her ass, lifting her with one arm as he moved her leg up with another. She gasped as she struggled. He could tell she was panicking and no longer thinking clearly. The tip of his shaft was already wet from his own juices as it found her warmth. He let her leg down and rubbed his organ between her clenched legs. She tried to bar his entry, but she was already becoming wet as well. Against her defiance, he felt her opening around his cock.

“No, I can’t!” The girl halfheartedly hit his chest as he held her close. She struggled, but Kell held her from doing any real damage. She screamed, but it only seemed to mix with the cries from the townsfolk. She wiggled, sliding down upon his cock. He relaxed his hold and watched her impaling herself upon him. The fight seemed to leave her as she scooted lower and lower until her small frame reached the base. She leaned back in his arms with her belly bulging visibly, adrift in some form of shock or revelry.

Kell lowered her, following her to the ground. They flattened an area of tall grass as he pushed all the way into her. She seemed to regain her senses as she gasped with pain, using her legs to push him back. Kell was at a good angle, however, and he lifted himself higher, allowing gravity to force him back inside slowly. “No, no, please!” She begged as her legs buckled and moved aside, allowing him to fully penetrate her. He moved her legs onto his shoulder and he could see the fight leave her once more. She started to cry as he drove his cock into her from above.

He did not hold back as she bawled, ramming his meaty cock into her. I’m lasting longer than I ever have. Maybe it’s because I hate her. She is pretty, though. He watched her beautiful face twisting with pure torment, her breasts bouncing as he thrust, and her tiny butt pressing against his privates. He pushed down as hard as he could. She gave a shocked expression as she frantically slapped him. She let out a sad wail as he pumped her full of his seed. Her belly bulging as the liquid settled low, expanding her once flat stomach onto her chest.

Kell withdrew, watching the tiny woman sprawl upon the ground, allowing his excess seed to pour into the grass. He left her staring into the sky as he crawled closer to the battle in town. He could see about twenty women with similar weapons and exposed chests standing in the town square. They observed the area, making sure no resistance was left. “Go find Denah, we’ll finish The Mistress.”

Four women nodded and broke off from the group heading into the town hall. They fanned out, one of which walked toward Kell. He hurriedly moved close to a corpse and played dead. The woman passed without a thought. “Over here.” She yelled.

Kell was about to run when he discerned that she had found her friend. Kell continued hiding in plain sight as they converged. They spoke as they stood above the ruined woman.

“You fool, why did you let him get you like this?”
The woman on the ground whimpered. “Please, don’t leave me. Pashia loves all!”
“She wants nothing to do with your freak baby.”
“It was only one time, it might not-“
“Stop! I don’t want to hear it.”
“We won’t kill you, but we can’t help you either.”
“Pashia loves all.” One of them said sadly.

They turned and started toward the main hall in town. The woman pleaded for their help, but they ignored her. Kell waited for the women to pass before he crawled closer to the sniveling woman in the grass. She lay, only turning her head to the sound of his approach.

“They left me. Those whores left me because of you!” Tears fell as she tried to be angry.
“Why did you attack this town?”
“We warned you! We told you to stop making freaks with magic, but Kinok didn’t care. He feeds off of our pain and misery!”
“No he doesn’t, my mom taught me that all of the gods give us blessings and we are responsible for how we use them. You have to see that we were only defending ourselves.”
“It doesn’t matter. We’re just pawns and now I have nowhere to go.”
There was a short pause as Kell contemplated. “You can live with us.”
She turned, hesitantly, “Your family of freaks wouldn’t accept me. I helped kill their mistress!”
“You’d be surprised how accepting we can be, but you have to stop calling us freaks.”
The woman seemed surprised. “I…” She shook her head.
“I am sick of gods meddling in our lives. I am only looking out for my family and if you’re willing to help then come with me.”

“My sisters will surely try to cleanse the area.” She contemplated what to do. “The Mistress is gone and your family shouldn’t have to suffer now. Perhaps I can get them to spare your home somehow.”
“I am happy that you chose to join us.”
She gave a long sigh before bursting into tears again, gripping her full belly.

As the day progressed, Nora spied some of their daughters returning. Malia had brought Krina’s adolescent girls into town for trade goods. They came back empty handed, speaking gibberish. Nora had to calm them before she could understand the problem.

“The city is under attack!” Malia declared. The two young girls looked terrified.
“Were you followed?” Her daughter shook her head, but Nora knew that they would come this way eventually. “We have a day or two before they find us. We must prepare.”
“Mom, we did receive blessings before they arrived.”
“Oh?”
“The Mistress gave all three of us blessings, but refused to tell us what they were!”
“Why would she do that?” Nora questioned.
“She said that it would become clear soon.”

Packing Miss Pauling

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There were four others contestants who were double fisting hotdogs, chowing down as if their lives depended on it. Miss Pauling took her first bite, feeling it slide down into her belly. Then, as expected, she felt the odd sensation of the Engineer’s portal device in her midsection. The pill he had her swallow was designed to remove the hot dogs as fast as she could eat them. She continued munching them, feeling warmth inside of her with each one teleported away. It took only a few moments before she realized something was wrong. Concern struck her as she realized that her stomach’s contents weren’t vanishing. “That dummy must have it backwards.” She said quietly.

Frozen, she could feel more weight being added to her belly. She dropped her hot dog and searched the crowd frantically. Engie grinned like a fool, giving her thumbs up. She couldn’t stop the contest, as it was cover for their current assignment. She looked at the stack of hotdogs in front of her, feeling more objects forming in her stomach. Seeing the mountain of prepared hotdogs beside them, Pauling guessed that he had reversed the polarity. Instead of removing the food it moved the stockpile into her, one hotdog at a time. Her belly grumbled as she tried to keep calm, taking a small bite out of the wiener upon the plate.

“Ohh no, this is not good.” She mumbled, trying to ignore the food appearing in various locations inside her. The portal that had opened in her gut was blocking their exit as well. With no relief in sight, she sat the hotdog down and raised a hand. “I’m out, I’m done! Too much for me, thanks.” She slid the chair back and stood, her belly swelled beneath her sweater, pressing above her belt. She breathed heavily as she stumbled off of the stage.

She saw the reserve pile of food slowly dwindling, but she had to take her time searching for the portal device. She subtly moved to the platter and saw the small portal device beaming up every few seconds. Within moments, the food vanished and another hovered into place. She attempted to slide it free, but it was too heavy with all of the hotdogs stacked on and around it. Her belly detested as she gathered her thoughts.

She paused to take an urgent call about a contract; she kept her calm demeanor and explained the situation. Once finished, she gave up on removing the device and shuffled toward the Engineer. The man in overalls wore a hardhat, grinning as she pushed through the crowd. His smile faded once he saw her growing belly peeking from beneath her blouse. Without a word, Miss Pauling grabbed his arm, shuffling heavily through the crowd with the man in tow. They stepped into a storage room where no one appeared to be around.

“Stop this now!”
“But you said you wanted to teleport them into your belly.”
“Out! I said out of my belly!”
“No, I certainly remember that you said into.”
“No! I mean, I meant out! Why would I want more in me?”
“You told me not to ask about it, so I did exactly as you said.”
“Ugh! Can you stop this contraption or not?” She retched as another wiener entered her belly.
“I have to remove the other portal manually.” He pulled out his wrench. “Give me a minute and I’ll have it sending them back to the plate where they were prepared!” Engie charged out of the door, leaving her to deal with the discomfort of having hotdogs and their buns teleported into her stomach.

She unbuckled her belt and slid it off, seeing her distended gut hanging obviously past her blouse and skirt. Knowing there was no chance in hiding her ungainly appearance, she decided to remove her clothes and wait for the man in her underwear. Her off white bra and panties didn’t cover as much as she would like, but they allowed her to expand far more freely. “Why do I do this to myself? I knew I should’ve gone with clown costume!” Her belly gurgled in time with the thought.

Time passed and her belly continued expanding. She looked heavily pregnant as she sat in an old wooden chair, waiting for the man’s return. It seemed like an eternity when the door opened again. She leveled her pistol at the man, relieved it was Engie, back again. He stopped, mouth-hanging open at the sight of the pregnant woman sitting in her undergarments.

“Never seen tits before? Why didn’t it stop?”
“I-I couldn’t fix whatever was wrong.” He started intently at her covered breasts.
“Engie, focus! What was wrong with the teleporter? I don’t want any more food in me or I’m going to pop!” The engineer stammered, still unable to clear his mind of the nearly naked woman before him. Pauling leaned forward and slapped his arm. “Listen!”

Suddenly, the man’s disguise faded. An enemy spy stood before her, stunned by the abrupt discovery. Pauling trained a pistol she had hidden in her bra at the spy’s head. “What did you do with my engineer?” A pain and grumbling in her belly caused her to falter, allowing an opportunity for the man to swipe her pistol and point his own at her chest.

“Your man is gone. Now tell me why you are here.”
“Ugh! I won’t say a word, you jerk!”
The spy drew his knife and traced the point down her chest, stopping at the bra’s fabric. “I have ways of making you talk.” He cut the bra open, causing her formed breasts to pop out like a children’s book. The man, still holding the gun in his off hand, used the knife to cut the two sides of Pauling’s panties.

“You won’t get me to say a word you pompous, ski-masked wearing, dope!”

“Oh, but I think you shall.” He unzipped his slacks and fished his organ from his boxers. He stepped closer, sheathing the knife and pressing the gun against her head. “Don’t bite or I will be forced to ruin your pretty hair.”

Her green eyes showed defiance, but she nodded with understanding. “Just hurry up, you creep.” She leaned forward with her mouth open as the chair creaked. There was a cracking sound as the chair tilted. The chair buckled beneath her, dropping her onto the floor as the splintered wood launched outward. Unharmed, Pauling took a moment before she slowly moved onto her knees. “Well that wasn’t very flattering.”

The spy shook his organ with his free hand, offering it into her mouth. Pauling put out her tongue and he sat his cock upon it before pressing it forward. Breathing heavily as he enjoyed the warmth, he stepped forward, going deeper. Miss Pauling took it entirely, making no complaint as it slid into her throat. She put a hand up to feel the bulge on her neck as he pressed down.

“You do have many skills, but I will not stop until you tell me why you are here!” He drew back and slammed his organ into her open mouth. Her resentful eyes pinched closed as he did, drool running down her chin as she sputtered. He increased the pace, leaning her upper body backwards slightly with each thrust. Her belly still swelled, growing as hotdogs continued teleporting into her. He straddled her big belly by this point, pounding her throat as she gagged.

He stepped back, finally allowing her to catch her breath, his cock glistening with her saliva. “Ready to talk now?”
“Not even close.”
“Suit yourself.” He pinched her tit roughly before grabbing her shoulder and flipping her over, pushing her onto her hands and knees. Her belly rested upon the floor as he circled behind her. She felt the wet tip of his cock prodding between her legs. Suddenly the objects stopped teleporting into her. With the portal closed, the contents of her belly settled, nestling wherever they could in the cramped stomach and large intestine. It was a short victory, as she felt the spy’s shaft pressing into her unexpecting butthole. “That’s my ass! My ass!”

“I know. I don’t want to make this pleasant for you, do I?” He spoke calmly, now assured that this would break her.
“Don’t you have any manners? You don’t just go straight to the ass, no matter what!”
The spy scoffed as he pressed in. “I feel something soft in here.”
“Ugh, you don’t have to pack it in there!”
“Then talk!”

She grumbled, painfully accepting his cock in her over-filled ass. Putting his gun upon the table behind them, he held her hips and pounded her. Her belly wobbled, audibly detesting as he forced the food deeper into her system. She felt sick, but they were packed so tightly she couldn’t throw-up. He shifted side to side, working his organ slightly deeper. Her springy butt was flattened against him as he held her in place.

He pulled back, leaving just the tip inside. “Tell me why you are here!”
Building up enough willpower, Pauling pressed backwards, forcing his long member into her rump. She tensed as she pulled away, gasping in agony. This had the desired effect, as the spy grunted angrily and started pounding her ass. She waited in place as the man hurriedly pumped her.

“Oh no, oh no, oh god, don’t, just stop.” She said quickly, in time with his thrusts.

He moaned as he bottomed out and released his juice into her ass. He lay upon her, his dick pushed into her ass, still shooting as he lay motionless against her.

It was painful, but she was a professional. She pushed back, knocking the weak man to the floor. She spun around more easily than expected with her size and grabbed the gun from the table.

The man was shocked, his pants around his ankles. Miss Pauling crawled closer and put her lips upon his still erect cock, not caring where it had just been. She pressed her head all the way to the base before sliding back up. She watched him intently as she did, making sure he didn’t try to gain the upper hand again. He was in no state to fight, whimpering at the overwhelming pleasure on his extremely sensitive cock.

Miss Pauling knew she should stop, but a girl has to enjoy herself a little. She crawled upon him, her large belly pinning him against the floor. She moved her hips until she felt the warmth of his shaft between her legs. Unable to guide it with her hands, it took a few attempts to line herself up. After the tip, however, her pussy ate his entire shaft hungrily. She tossed the gun to the corner of the room and put her hands upon his wrists. The smooth man’s face twisted in agony.

“No, it’s too much!”
“What, can’t handle a woman? You can’t just leave me hanging!” Grinding her hips, the man beneath her made sad sounds as he tried to tolerate the overpowering excitement, she laughed. “I’ll get you to cum again whether you want to or not!”

Her belly grumbled, smashed between them as she continued humping him. Pauling could feel orgasm approaching, she bit her lip and moved her arms to the man’s shoulders. He put his hands on her hips and started to thrust on his own again. She looked into his eyes, and felt her face flush. The man’s face went from discomfort to uncontrollable pleasure. She felt his throbbing cock release another stream of cum into her shaking pussy. This caused her to convulse atop him, her entire body shaking with satisfaction.

Panting, she rolled heavily onto her back. They laid motionless for a time until the spy stood shakily and pulled his pants up. He moved in the direction of the gun she threw.
“Nope.” He turned to see the heavily inflated woman resting on her side, holding a small gun with two stacked barrels. “You’re going to sit down. If you try to vanish then I’ll have them charge the place.”
“Them?”
“This place has been surrounded the whole time.”
“And where were you hiding that pistol?”
“Beneath the table. I was expecting you to be civilized, but that was there juuust in case.” Miss Pauling smiled deviously. “I’m kind of glad you didn’t though, that was one of the best orgasms of my life!”

The spy sat, watching the woman heavily rise and start dressing with one hand. “So, you were planning this the whole time?”
“Well, I wasn’t planning on the portal to mess up, but I just had to deal with it. I wasn’t exactly sure how I was going to get you, but I knew I could do it.”
“And what about… you know?” He gestured to her lower region, closing and opening his hand quickly, in the gesture of an explosion.
“What? Oh. How you popped inside me?” She rubbed her distended belly as she spoke. “Well, I do have ways to stop it, but I think I might just see what happens. I mean, maybe I’d get some time off if that happened. Plus the scout would finally leave me alone.”

“What about me?”
She came back to reality. “You? Oh, you’re going to get killed, tortured, set on fire, and maybe even thrown in a shallow grave. Not in that order, of course!” She smiled, “I’m sure they’ll find another spy to take your place, but we’ll cross that bridge when we come to it.” She awkwardly slipped her top on, leaving her undergarments on the floor. “Honestly, it’s up to the Administrator, but if you tell her what you did to me then it will be bad for you, I guarantee it. She has a soft spot for me in that cold, black heart.”

She called over a nearby radio and the opposite team came in to collect the captured man. Scout came over and put a hand on her shoulder as he stared at her belly. “What happened to you?”

Pauling shrugged his arm aside. “I lost the eating contest.”