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!

Sherry’s Limits

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Where am I? Her dry eyes took a moment to focus. The soft glow of medical equipment illuminated the room. Sherry sat up, feeling chilly in the loose-fitting medical gown. She felt stiff and couldn’t remember what lead her to this point.  She placed her feet upon the cold floor as she worked her shoulders, noticing the door was cracked open. The remnants of the G-virus in her system kept her body young and limber, allowing her to recover quickly. She didn’t look much older than 20 and that always gave her an advantage. Against the living, at least…

She eased it open cautiously, prepared for some creature to lunge from the shadows. Creeping forward, knowing she lacked any weapons to defend herself. She made her way down a corridor and through another room before she heard a noise. An odd growl came as something wet and slimy paced around the corner.

A dim light cast a humanoid shadow upon the wall. Carefully, she peeked, seeing a lanky monster with black, glistening skin. All of its facial features were missing except for a blood-filled mouth. It turned, sensing her somehow. She gasped as she sprang up and bolted past the monster. It clacked its teeth and let out another inhuman growl, stumbling behind her. She slammed the door shut and locked it, breathing a sigh of relief.

It took a moment to adjust to the open, well-lit room. An emergency shutter slammed behind her, trapping her in the large, empty room. A glint caught her eye. She retrieved stun baton lying next to a fresh corpse – missing half its face. Dark stains covered the cement floor and walls. It must be a bio-organic weapon testing chamber… Shit!

The door behind her opened, allowing the black-skinned creature to lumber through before closing again. She wound up and hit its arm with all of her might, breaking its hand off. She repeated the move with its other arm and then its leg. She scampered back, watching the broken creature crawling closer. Suddenly its severed limbs moved, approaching her from multiple directions. She hit the foot, but the hands lunged onto her. They crawled up her like spiders, one grabbing her panties and the other going for her face.

Her underwear slid down, causing her to trip as she fought against the fingers poking between her lips. She launched the hand away, feeling the other skittering higher upon her fair-skinned thigh. It poked a slippery finger into her pussy, working it up and down before pushing more inside. She tried to hold it when the foot came from the side, hitting her in the breast. It bounced aside, transferring its motion into her generous chest. Her grip faltered and the hand below opened her painfully wide.

It wedged in her loins, unable to be removed. The nimble fingers pulled the disconnected hand deeper until it was fully inside her. She screamed, realizing the main body of the creature was nearly upon her. She scrambled backward, narrowly avoiding it when the foot came in again. She took another hit in the same spot, squarely in the tit. Her gown was strained, but still holding as she cupped her aching breast.

The monster raised up and shot forward. It put what was left of its arms around hers as it opened its human teeth. Out came a pulsing mass of skin. It looked smaller than what she’d seen in the past from these monsters, and it had a smooth, rounded end. The tendril slithered between her lips and wiggled its way down her throat. She felt it poking into her stomach as it let out a strong blast of fluid. She took three powerful doses before it retracted the feeler and let go.

She fell onto her back with a soft slap. The hand in her ass moved vigorously and she could feel something growing in her belly. The gown raised, her soft, white skin slowly pulling the knots open. Her midsection ballooned and it felt oddly comfortable. Sherry squirmed raising up on her elbows as the creature grew larger and larger. She knew it needed to come out, but she couldn’t think of any way to stop it.

The thin piece of clothing pulled tight on its last knot, digging painfully into her groin before it tore apart. She gasped with relief as her swollen belly shook, unrestrained by the garment. The tightness grew and suddenly she felt something inside pop. It hurt so much and she screamed at the top of her lungs. She saw her belly split open before the monster popped through.

Her stomach ripped open, blasting a fine red mist in the air. She went numb as the wet, gleaming monster sprang upward and landed beside her. Her head went back as her vision faded. The ruined blonde woman lay there. The hand in her rump moved, causing her lifeless body to twitch.

Then, the wounds began healing. Her insides started to mend and her belly started closing. Her blue eyes sprang open as she started breathing once more. The pain was overwhelming, taking her breath away as she repaired the damage. She had the G-virus to thank for another miraculous recovery. She touched her flat, unblemished tummy, relieved that she survived. Wiping sweat from her brow, she arose, staring with a foggy mind at two of the creatures.

Before she could act, the hand opened in her ass, making her tense and raise up. Strong legs raised her hips and then another feeling made her bring them back down. Her cushy ass mashed against the floor as the creatures approached and exposed tentacles from their open mouths. Both went down at once. Sherry’s throat opened painfully as they expanded. She was too weak to resist, feeling alternating blasts of their seed in her belly. 

They pulled out and she felt the growth happen immediately. She crossed her arms against her chest, grunting as her offspring grew. Her belly expanded faster than before, rolling outward as it swelled. It looked bigger than a natural pregnancy this time, but her body seemed to be more resilient. Then she felt a few pops inside. She bared her teeth as her stomach opened again. Two black creatures exploded from her destroyed belly. Sherry passed out as her body repaired the damage.

She awoke to see four monsters. All waited patiently for her skin to close before opening their maws. Four grotesque phalluses shot towards her mouth. She retched as they fought for space, two of them unable to pass down the limited area in her windpipe. They drew back and snaked lower, poking in between her lower lips. Sherry could feel repeated blasts sliding past her tonsils and into her loins. It was disgusting, but she was too weak to fight. She took it dutifully, thankful for the moment they came out.

Her orifices were sore, especially due to the writhing hand planted in her asshole. Her thoughts shifted to her ballooning belly, growing to monstrous proportions before her eyes. She whimpered, feeling her skin tighten. Her heavy breasts looked so small in comparison, aiming outward as her body tried to accommodate the foreign growth. She felt pressure on her pelvis, making her somewhat enjoy the expansion. She tried not to think about the inevitable conclusion. Her huge stomach pressed her legs apart and flowing onto the floor. She put a hand on it, feeling it quiver and shake.

The telltale feeling came as her internal organs exploded from the weight. She set her jaw and grumbled, watching her huge stomach part for another birth. The blobs went high before landing in different areas, all maturing before her eyes. She blinked as darkness set in, seeing the parted, empty stomach. She frowned as her thoughts faded. She didn’t know how long her recovery took, but once repaired she could see eight monsters. She made a sad attempt to reach for the stun rod before they penetrated her once again.

She took two in the mouth and six in the pussy. It hurt so much that tears rolled down her cheeks. Sherry hated feeling helpless, especially knowing there may not be an end to this. The feelers shifted around before unloading into her womb. She drank some as well, reaching her hands down to feel an already swollen tummy. She sobbed as they withdrew and the growth started over.

She was trapped beneath the mountain of flesh. Her belly was almost as big as the rest of her body. She could barely breathe under the weight and her arms and legs were pinned as well. She felt the hand shifting deeper into her bowels, causing her to involuntarily tighten her vagina. The resulting feeling was amazing. She tightened again, feeling her open inner walls constrict upon the thick fluid.

An orgasm was close, but then the expansion went too far. This time her entire upper body split apart, shooting out a halo of black and red. She watched a lump of her broken side slump back into the crater. Even her chest was blasted open, causing her breasts to press against her arms. Numbness set in as her labored breathing slowed. Her head slumped back and her limbs went limp. It certainly took longer to repair this time.

She was shocked she could recover from such devastation. Her sexy eyes focusing as she touched her unmarred breasts and belly. She knew sixteen of the beasts were circled around her, awaiting her restoration so they could impregnate her yet again. She was about to have a full mental breakdown when a door across the room slid upward. All of the monsters turned and made their way to the exit, summoned by something unseen. Even the hand in her ass squirmed lower. It opened her wide, making her yelp before it skittered away.

The door closed and she had a few minutes of peace. Her mind eased, thankful to have survived the nightmare. She searched for some means of escape, but she knew that for now she was trapped. Another door sprang open without warning, startling her upright. She retrieved her stun baton and clumsily got to her feet. Cold and scared, Sherry took a deep breath and prepared as a licker crawled out of the shadowy doorway and up the wall. She hadn’t seen one since she was small, but she knew how agile it could be.

It circled around and lunged in an instant, catching her off guard as she frantically swiped with the stun baton. She made contact and deflected it. With a wide swipe, it caught her side, digging painfully into her soft skin. She healed within seconds while the monster continued stalking her. She drew back to strike when its long tongue lashed out and hit her wrist. She dropped the baton and it was upon her in a flash. 

The grotesque monster had an exposed brain and pointed teeth, letting out deep, raspy breaths as it pinned her down. Its razor-sharp claws dug into the concrete floor, trapping her securely with her arms and legs splayed out. It extended its dripping tongue slowly, waving it in the air as it snaked over her face. She felt the thick saliva dripping onto her cheek, terrified of what was to come.

The tongue whipped around and pushed between her lips, sliding easily down her throat. She gagged loudly as the tongue passed. She felt it push into her stomach, feeling around before continuing farther. It was unpleasant to feel the long tendril weaving through her intestines, making her shift and squirm as the monster waited atop her. The full, unwelcome sensation kept going lower until she felt it sliding around in her ass. Then, she raised her hips as it slid out of her asshole. The tongue curved up and slid along her pussy.

The soft, wet tip went inside and rubbed along her g-spot. It went from a deeply unsettling experience to complete euphoria. She had never felt anything like this. She moaned as the tongue slid around in her moist pussy. Loud, wet noises came from below as the tongue rolled around. She was able to breathe, but it was difficult. Her heart raced as the creature pinned her down, nearly motionless as it focused on exploring her with its tongue.

Sherry gasped with delight. Her sensitive nipples rubbed along the soft underbelly of the monster. She pressed her hips higher, allowing her aroused clit to touch the hard, bony pelvis of the beast. Her whole body was wound tight and it felt like she might explode, but then a sudden release came. She shook violently, letting out quick gasps as the intense orgasm rolled over her. Her eyes fluttered and her mouth went dry. The tongue continued moving and soon the feeling was too overwhelming. She struggled, but the monster didn’t care.

It was torture now. The unrelenting tongue overstimulated her below and an unpleasant blockage in her throat caused mild panic. She felt so drained, but she had renewed hope when she felt something upon her fingers. She grasped at it, realizing it was the stun baton. She let out another gagging noise as she carefully took hold of the weapon. She powered it up and raised it. The licker turned too late, taking a jolt in the arm.

The tongue snapped free from her pussy, making her convulse and moan pitifully. It pulled back into her pinching asshole and retracted through her bowels. Her belly bulged as the feeler slid through her insides and into her stomach. It came up her throat, making her retch loudly. The monster sprang back, waving its tongue as it growled. She felt open inside, and it felt even worse than having the thick tongue passing through. Coughing, she held out the stun baton, ready for its next attack.

The tongue whipped around, catching her from the wrong angle and knocking the weapon aside. She was disarmed again and at the monster’s mercy. She closed her eyes as the licker let out a raspy breath and weaved its tongue through the air. She felt the tip of the tongue open her lower lips and push up her vagina. She opened her legs slightly, thankful that it was going slowly.

She let it continue, clenching her fists as it violated her. The tendril went deeper until it found a blockage. She opened her eyes, wishing she could do something. The tension built and then released, sending a wave of pain through her body. It felt nearly as bad as exploding, but she only whimpered. Her womb opened up as the tongue moved in and started coiling inside. The pain was too much, causing her to slump lower, going to her knees as the tongue moved inside.

The monster was a comfortable distance away, only connected by its tongue. She went onto her hands and knees, groaning as it pushed more of its feeler into her. Her belly sagged, showing defined ridges as the tongue coiled in her reproductive organ. It was painful and heavy, taking all of her focus not to breakdown.

It was nearly too much when the tip moved elsewhere – going someplace painfully tight and moving something. Tears fell to the floor as the wriggling tentacle moved to the other side and pulled something else. Then, the tongue started pulled from her clenching entrance. Her pussy gripped the slippery feeler as it moved. She felt it uncoiling and after a moment it came free, waving in the air before retracting into its mouth. The tongue wrapped around two white organs, depositing them into its gaping maw. Her insides ached with indescribable pain and she understood what had just happened. It’s eating my ovaries! She knew they would regrow, but the thought was devastating.

The monster chewed them as another door opened. The beast moved to the sound, tilting its head like a curious dog as it crept closer. A sound grew, coming closer as the monster hissed. Thuds echoed down the dark corridor, getting louder, now accompanied by a scraping noise. A pained scream came just before the wall burst apart. The giant, one-armed monster used its metal claw to snatch the jumping licker and break its body.

The Ustanak snorted, watching with his lone eye. It stood still as a smaller, bug-like creature crawled from a fleshy pouch on its back. The oko flew in front of the monster, turning red as it landed between her legs and used its feelers to open her up. Sherry was still reeling from the licker’s attack, unable to move as the bug wormed its way into her pussy.

Meanwhile, the Ustanak came to life, grabbing her leg with his true hand. His pale, scarred body flexing as he raised the claw and brought it down around her. She drew her arms in and closed her eyes, peeking to see that the claw didn’t actually hurt her – only trapping her in place. The oko continued squirming, trying to push its swollen body through her lower hole.

A tearing sound caught her attention. Sherry ignored the small creature as she noticed a thick bulge in the Ustanak’s pants. The already tight pants ripped, allowing an incredibly large cock to spring free. The pale shaft was bigger than her forearm, pulsing with excitement. The monster pointed his cock between her legs and drove in. The pole pushed the twisting oko through the entrance. This area was still wet from the licker’s saliva, allowing the cock to slide in, forcing the small creature deeper.

The squirming creature slowed as pressure built. She opened her mouth, grimacing as the giant put his weight into the thrust. The oko inside her popped, allowing his cock to plunge farther in an instant. She squealed, feeling broken pieces of the small animal in her pussy. Her belly bulged as his cock moved into her midsection. Her pliable skin pressing painfully against the metal claw above. The Ustanak removed the metal appendage and placed it next to her, keeping him supported and allowing him to move more freely.

Sherry grunted loudly with each stroke, taking his giant cock all the way into her loins. She was sure the tip was pressing against her cervix, but thankfully he was too large to actually enter. However, this caused excruciating pain as he tried. Her pussy stretched to its limit. The long bulge still showing through her once smooth belly. He shifted forward, making her raise her legs as he continued to assault her resilient body.

Her sizable boobs quaked as she watched his hate-filled eye. Her agitated yelps quieted, changing to a soft grunt and then silence. Thoughts eluded her. Sloppy, wet noises came as his shaft pumped her gaping hole. Sherry’s eyes rolled back and her tongue bounced within her open mouth. She went limp, mentally broken as the massive shaft destroyed her body.

The cute blonde girl’s body moved silently while the large man fucked her silly. He towered above her, shifting very little to pound her drenched pussy. She stared into the distance, uncaring of her predicament. The only way she could cope was to disconnect. She wondered if this would be her life now. This lasted for a long while before she snapped back.

With renewed vigor, Sherry hit and kicked him. Her pretty blue eyes showing rage as she fought once again. He grumbled, wrapping his powerful fingers around her slim waist. Raising her up, he yanked his rod free from her hole. She huffed, pausing to touch her open pussy. She could fit all of her fingers inside easily. He rolled over, bringing her along. Hoisting her small body into the air, he lined her up and brought her back down onto the tip of his cock.

It twitched, rubbing along her slit. Sherry cooed, enjoying the sensation more than she wanted. He kept her in place, forcing her to sit back and go lower on the shaft. Sherry breathed through her teeth, slipping down the pulsing member. It was pure agony at first, but around halfway it only felt uncomfortable. Her body could adapt, but she wasn’t sure what would happen if she took it all. She whimpered, feeling the tip jabbing against her cervix yet again.

The monster let go, but she could go nowhere but down. She used her hands and feet to support herself, keeping still as she tried to think of a way out of this. He grew impatient and nudged her foot from his thigh. She tipped to the side, completely losing her balance and putting all of her weight upon the shaft. She felt the pain grow in her belly and then… a pop. Numbness set in and she knew the thick head of his dick was wedged in her cervix.

Sherry planted her feet and tried to pull off, but her stretched inner entrance gripped him tightly. She tugged and twisted, trying desperately to get off. She heard his breathing quicken, knowing what was about to come. She pulled with all of her might but failed anyway. She screamed as the shaft expanded inside her, blasting a thick load directly into her womb. She howled again as another pulse came, wishing for some way to stop this torture. It kept going, forcing her belly outward as his seed collected.

Her stomach sagged, hanging like a partially filled balloon as more poured inside. The monstrous man kept shooting without letting any escape. Her tummy rounded as it filled, pulling her forward with its weight. The reproductive organ clamped around his cock, holding it in place. The weight pulled her down, causing her to slip between his legs, mostly propped up by her expansive midsection. Cum continued flowing into her thickening body and she noticed her chest getting larger.

Her already impressive breasts rounded and inflated. They drooped low and pulled, swaying like pendulums as she shifted. She brought her arms down for support, but even they were expanding. They thickened, becoming tight and springy while retaining most of their mobility. Her excited nipples grazed the floor, tickling as her mammaries swung side to side. The trapped cock was still blasting wave after wave of hot spunk inside her and her body fought to adapt.

The Ustanak sat with legs open, quietly watching as she took the copious amount of seed. Her fat legs slid down and this triggered him to move. His constricted member tugged her along, making her groan weakly. He repositioned, squatting behind the inflating girl. He grunted before going still. At this angle she could hear the soft thrum of cum ejecting from his shaft and pooling inside her body.

Her breasts pressed against the floor, growing wider as the fluid pooled beneath her skin. Expanding before her eyes, they became unnaturally large. She could tell they were heavy and for a split second, she wondered what cup size they would be now. I don’t even know if I could find a bra to fit them. That thought led to a more serious question. I wonder if my body can handle this – maybe this is it. The humongous tits curved around her gargantuan belly. I look ridiculous.

With the space to grow, Sherry’s body rounded in all aspects. The once shapely young woman had grown soft and squishy, partially supported by her plump belly. It pressed outward against her bulky arms and legs, making her struggle to keep them in place. The expansion of her pliant ass caused even more pressure upon the unwelcome dick buried in her vagina. Even slight movements caused her taut body to ripple. Any movement was impossible. Her feet slipped, causing them to rise into the air, now hanging outward due to all the fluid in her gut.

Finally, the cock stopped pulsing. The monster raised up, pulling her along as he took a step back. Her overfilled body slid along the floor, causing Sherry immense pain as her tight skin scraped along the cement floor. The Ustanak yelled, planting a hand upon her big, squishy ass. He pushed, trying to detach her. It was still damp from the licker’s slime, which made the process troublesome. Without notice, he shoved his thick thumb between her huge, pliable ass cheeks and right into her asshole. 

Screaming, Sherry clamped down on his cock and his finger. He didn’t care as he pushed and pulled, irritated that he was still stuck in the tiny woman. He angrily pulled and shifted, which caused his cock to stay erect. She nearly passed out from the pain, but then she felt him slow. She reached out, using her fat arms for stability as he leaned in. He worked his thumb deeper and she responded by clenching yet again.

His meaty pole jerked, blasting even more into her engorged body. Sherry sobbed, unable to bear the strain as her body held onto his erupting cock. She felt the thick slime crawling up her throat and then blasting out. She tried to close her mouth, letting it collect in her cheeks for a second. Then another pulse came and made her spit it out, violently ejecting the seed onto the floor. She sniffled as she felt the pressure build.

The monster let out muffled grunts. It was clear that he was drained from the encounter. He closed his eye as he leaned into his victim, using his claw for support. He let out one final blast as he thrust forward, burying his dick entirely into her wide, sexy ass. Sherry’s eyes widened as he did. Her belly popped, dropping them both onto the ground. Thick white goo went out in a halo around them. His heavy, mutated body pinning what remained of her. Her smooth, delicate face showing utter shock as he raised up.

His cock was still trapped in between her legs. Her plump lower half was still intact as he stood and pulled his shaft free. He tossed the disconnected section of her body aside before pacing into the darkness. Sherry’s upper body was still intact. Resting atop her hefty breasts, her pretty face sitting in stark contrast to the carnage behind her. Her last thought was hopeful as she stared at the floor. I can recover from this!

An Invasion of Samus

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The decontamination process finished and she removed her helmet. Her power suit dematerialized and she removed her Zero Suit similarly, allowing her to comfortably relax after the encounter. She scoffed as she stepped onto the floor, still remembering the slimy creature she killed on the derelict ship. She went to her bedroom, lying on the small, stiff mattress. Sleep came easily.

Samus awoke to a biological alarm. Grabbing her sidearm, she sprang up and cleared the hallway. She moved into the entrance bay to find a writhing, slimy humanoid creature slinking around the room. She took aim and shot, blasting the gelatinous thing into pieces. It exploded, sending the goop in a halo around the room. Some got on her clothing and she hastily smashed the button to close the door.

She carefully removed her skin-tight garments, making sure none of the slime touched her skin. She checked her body, making sure to look in every crevice. Once clear, she moved to the next room and closed that section too. With everything contained, she made her way to the cockpit and scanned the substance. The invasive species was known for replicating with water and used various means of reproducing. Knowing how easily it could spread, she vented the compartments, ejecting the substance into the vacuum of space.

Relieved that she had taken such precautions, she decided to take a quick shower to relax. Samus looked into the small mirror, inspecting herself. She took out her ponytail, letting her long blonde hair spill upon her shoulders. Her delicate features sat in contrast to her muscular body. “If I didn’t have such big tits then I might find some respect out of my suit,” she said aloud.

She stepped into the shower and enjoyed the warm water trickling down her sore body. “It feels good not being constricted by everything.” She took her time, cleaning herself thoroughly and unwinding from her recent collection of bounties. She reached down to clean her privates when she noticed a bulge forming in her belly. She stared in shock for a moment, knowing this situation couldn’t be a coincidence. She turned off the water and darted to the medical kit. A quick scan confirmed her suspicions.

Being soaked allowed whatever was growing inside to expand quickly. She waited for the computer to create something to help, watching her stomach swelling outward and droop lower. She could feel the weight, having to lean upon the wall as her midsection grew. Next, her chest enlarged, making her already sizable breasts grow bigger, her nipples slightly darkening as they grew to match.

She felt tired and she realized her skin wasn’t wet at all now. Even her long, damp hair was starting to dry at an unusual rate. Samus breathed quickly as she felt weight collecting in her rump. Her ass grew outward, jiggling as she moved to find a better balance. Even her arms and legs widened, growing pudgy and ungainly. She felt incredibly thirsty, and in spite of her better judgment, she had an overwhelming urge to step back into the shower.

Turning on the water, she stepped in and felt sudden satisfaction as the warm water enveloped her skin. Steam rose as she leaned forward. Samus felt kind of woozy, no longer caring about what was happening to her body. She watched as a line of water ran from her thick nipples. Her tall, engorged body pulled the water in as the creature grew. Samus was amazed to see her belly sagging past her knees, with bulges showing as whatever she was carrying shifted around.

Feeling tipsy, Samus rolled out of the shower, taking the curtain down as she fell onto her back. Her body rolled, causing great pain until it finally slowed to a rest. She felt something shift in her lower abdomen and then there was a sudden urge to push. She felt her vagina stretching from within as the object slid lower and lower. Something small spread her pussy lips and grabbed her inner thighs. The creature pulled itself from her loins.

She was in awe as the wet humanoid edged out. She tilted her head back, groaning as she birthed the monster. It lasted for a few minutes, intense pain rolling through her swollen body. Samus looked up to see a slimy replica of herself searching around the room. It appeared as she had before: tall, muscular, and curvy. It either didn’t notice her or didn’t care. Instead, the slime girl stepped into the shower, trembling as water ran over its body.

She watched it expand as she had, growing full in the middle before the rest of its attributes expanded to match. It filled a lot faster, quickly growing too heavy to stand. The slime Samus was held up by her big ass and craned neck. It made a strange noise, sliding lower as the weight became too much. Resting on its knees, the deep-green body continued swelling, pushing beyond the confines of the cramped shower. It was hard to distinguish its anatomy.

Squishy noises came as the slime trembled violently. Samus grabbed a towel, covering herself as best she could. The green girl burst apart, showering the room in slime. Throwing the towel aside, Samus turned off the water, snapping the handle so she wouldn’t be tempted again. She growled with frustration as she noticed the slime reforming behind her. Now there were two copies made of slime. They reached for her as they charged forward.

She tried to push one, but her hands went through it. She came to rest bending over, her waist suddenly trapped in the slimy mass. She struggled, but the thick slime held her in place. She was at the mercy of the attacking creatures. Punching and kicking furiously, Samus could do nothing to the soft goo that held her in place. Her breasts rested upon the slime girl’s ass, noticing that they, as well as the rest of her body, was almost back to normal. She decided to fight dirty and jab a finger in between her aggressor’s thick cheeks. It didn’t help, but after a moment she felt something poking up her ass.

Samus grunted, pushing against the adapting slime as the other creature opened her ass wide. The slime copy pushed her fist in and then her arm. Samus screamed as she felt the firm slime pushing into her body. Her focus changed as the slimy body that trapped her suddenly softened, letting her slide lower and lower until she plopped onto the metal floor. Turning over, recoiling from the awkward fall. Samus drew in a sharp breath, seeing one slime girl standing above and another shoulder-deep in her ass.

With great effort, Samus edged herself back against the wall, resting upright as she tried to evade the copy plunging itself into her butt. She hit the floor angrily, unwilling to show any fear as the thick goo invaded her body. Sweat rolled from beneath her thick hair and the sound was humiliating.

The slime clone grinned maliciously before stepping closer and squatting into her face. Samus opened her mouth in shock. Slime flowed past her lips with force, opening her mouth fully. It appeared that she was pleasuring the slime woman, but instead, she was forced to gulp down a gooey tendril. Thick, pronounced bulges appeared in her throat and tears formed in her eyes. She swallowed, unwillingly taking more and more of the thick green substance.

Below she felt immense pressure as the other creature opened her ass wide. Its head folded unnaturally as it pushed into her behind. Even the replica’s large breasts squished down to slide inside Samus. She could feel the cool slime crawling through her intestines and into her stomach. The tendril moving down her throat met the other and started bulging her stomach outward.

The slime trembled and began pulling itself into her core. Both of the slime girls contracted and changed as their mass was sucked inside. Samus was angry at herself for letting the contamination happen. She tried to grab the goo, but her hand quickly moved through it. She was forced to sit there and take the large quantity of slime from both ends.

Her pussy glistened, but she knew it was just her body trying to process the unnatural stimuli. She knew this, but she still put a hand down to touch her clit. She rubbed the golden bush, finding unexpected delight as she accepted the flow. Wet noises came as the copies opened her up and moved in. She could breathe, but it was difficult. However, the lack of air actually seemed to increase her pleasure.

Her belly was getting huge and soon it pushed her hand aside. She tried a different angle, but couldn’t quite reach below. She growled in between gulps, frantically trying to find a way to rub her button. Admitting defeat, she put her hands on the floor and tried to focus. She wanted an orgasm badly, but she couldn’t quite get there.

Both girls were in up to their waist. Without understanding how, Samus took the standing girl’s legs completely. Her jaw unhinged as she slowly swallowed the girl. With a big, rounded belly, Samus looked inhumanly large and she had to take a lot more. The fleshy mass swelled outward between her parted legs, pressing against the cold metal on the floor. The chill felt nice on her squishable, rosy skin. Her ass was mashed outward from the weight and she thought it might be growing again.

It was difficult to think in this situation. She needed to get her suit, but the creeping urge for an orgasm was too much to ignore. She pushed higher up on the wall, coming to sit as she continually took the goop inside her body. Defined legs of slime kicked wildly as she took the lower girl’s hips. Once that slipped by then the rest of her body moved in at a steady pace. She was dripping wet as she accepted the entirety of the slime girl up her ass.

The girl above sank lower. Its heavy breasts moving up as her toned midsection slid in. The slimy breasts wobbled as they hit Samus’ face, making her wince as the thicker portion pushed down her throat. With her mouth agape, Samus observed the slime girl raise her arms and smile. Her green face came lower to meet her gaze before disappearing down her throat. Samus tensed as the arms went inside and soon she had taken both of the creatures.

Covered in residual slime, Samus was hot, angry, and horny. She had thicker arms and rounded breasts again, but this time most of the mass was in her midsection. Her stomach was too large to move and far too big to fit her arms around. She was astounded that her body could handle such a large amount, but she was glad to be alive. A sudden thirst made her gulp air and stick out her tongue.

The desire for water was unbearable, trumping all of her other needs. She pulled upon a loose floor panel, finding numerous pipes and cables. She found a flexible black tube and yanked hard. Sure enough, water sprayed from the opposite end. She was too far to drink it, but she tipped onto her side and used all of her strength the scoot closer. She felt the mist on her bare, expansive ass cheek, but she couldn’t come close to reaching it. She edged slightly closer, but she was winded, straining to breathe with such a strain on her body.

Her asshole opened, allowing a slick tendril of slime to come out and retrieve the hose, plugging it firmly into her backdoor. Samus’ expression barely changed. Her rational mind quickly returned and she knew she had made a terrible mistake. She felt relief from her thirst as water erupted into her ass, pushing through her guts. She drank from below and her belly grew in kind. It spread across the floor over the next few minutes, nearly touching the opposite wall in the cramped room.

Without warning the hose launched out, spraying water wildly as it flopped around. Her expansive belly shook and bulged before something moved up her throat and out of her butt. The slime launched out in a thick line, coming from both ends and collecting in two separate piles. Her abdomen shrank quickly, retracting into a more manageable size within a minute. The feeling was unpleasant, but she was able to climb onto her hands and knees. With incredible willpower, Samus was able to scan the room for the quickest escape.

She waited, eventually able to stand with an apparent late-stage pregnancy. She placed both hands over her mouth and fought to stop the flow. The viscous fluid passed through her grasp, but she was able to slow it down. She was about to give up when she felt the slime stop in her throat and recede. The flow from behind increased two-fold, as now both creatures pushed to escape from her ass. Her asshole opened painfully, making her stagger ahead and let out a sharp breath through her nose.

Samus pushed through the feeling and stepped into the hallway. She left a trail of green that led to both of the green masses. Turning the corner, she stumbled down the corridor and into the room to seek treatment. Disappointment came when she read the message. “Shit.” She sneered as the pain stole her attention again. She needed to figure out how to stop this.

The last bit of slime popped out of her ass. Using all of her focus, Samus felt the Zero Suit materialize around her. The slime on her skin seemed to be absorbed as the clothing appeared. She couldn’t create the Power Suit in her mental state, but this might help. It was skin-tight as usual, but now she was able to see that her body had become irrevocably changed. She grabbed her hefty tit and let it fall, scoffing as it came to rest. “This is going to be inconvenient.”

She moved ahead with her sidearm drawn. She knew it would be messy, but needed to be prepared. Her soft still had strength, but now it was concealed beneath a thick layer of flab. Her thighs rubbed together and her weighty breasts made it difficult to balance. The Zero Suit made it far less clumsy, though, keeping everything packed in place.

Turning the corner, four green copies of her stood with vacant expressions. She mashed the button and watched the door slide shut. She hurried to the cockpit, but two more creatures were waiting. She shot one, but the other managed to hit the door release. She caught a face-full of slime and couldn’t hit the second clone. It disarmed her and launched her into the corridor. She wiped her face and saw the group of slime girls standing above her. They placed hard bindings of the substance on her arms and legs, spreading her completely across the main hallway.

Lying on her back, Samus was at their mercy. One made a fist and hit between her spread legs. The pain was unbearable, but she couldn’t cover herself. It did it again and again, punching her right in the crotch. She was about to cry when she saw it line up and strike again. She felt something go inside, accompanied by the sound of tearing cloth. The creature had broken through her suit and started to fill her as before.

Her stomach puffed outward, pressing against the tight suit as she filled faster than before. She groaned as her midsection grew higher and started pushing outward. The other slime girls stepped over her, all coming behind the one that was pushing into her loins. As before, it was using both hands and then it pressed in with its head. She yelped and pulled upward as her lower lips opened. She imagined this must be what childbirth felt like.

Her suit was pulled to the limit. Her breasts started growing again, which caused it to rip in multiple spots. Her resilient Zero Suit didn’t dematerialize this time. The tough fabric ripped as her soft flesh pressed through any opening, tearing it wider and wider. The first girl’s hips passed and she pushed herself in with her feet. Immediately after it was in entirely the second girl entered through the backdoor.

Samus thickened all over this time, her arms and legs bulging as the slime found any way possible to fit into her cramped body. Her suit split open in the final areas, leaving her completely nude. Her sweaty, rose-colored skin flowing freely upon the floor as she continually grew. Her ass was spread wide, but it didn’t hurt much. She took it begrudgingly, hoping that an opportunity to escape would present itself. Her ass swallowed the second girl like nothing and then the next one began.

This one felt different. It felt like all the mass was collecting in her belly. Samus realized that this copy was going into the other one. It was pushing itself into the slime girl already inside her. Her lower entrance took the creature easily. This time, as her shoulders and hips passed, it felt quite enjoyable. Samus wasn’t fighting anymore. She gasped and moaned as the slime wriggled into her body.

The third girl got into place and entered her ass, expanding her slimy appendage to make way for the rest of her body. Samus took it well, once again attempting to touch herself. She stroked her clit, loving the sensation as she built to orgasm. Her stomach grew and just before she came her hand moved aside. She became suddenly angry, encountering the same problem as before. She couldn’t reach and it was beyond frustrating.

Her ass swallowed the creature, feeling her slimy hips squeeze into her behind. The next one bent down and started right behind the third. Samus was massive, her body taking the copious amount of slime in any space possible. She tried to reach again, but her arms had become so heavy and she was having trouble breathing beneath her massive chest. She craned her neck to see that she was far grander than expected.

The spherical masses on her chest rolled to the sides, hitting the floor with a painful slap. “They’re even bigger than my morph ball!” She glanced again to see her expansive stomach, pushing outward, yet still appearing tight and springy. Her arms and legs felt weighted and thick, double the size, but appearing reasonably proportioned. She tried to look again, but now her thick neck kept her head in place. Her skin was warm and painfully stretched.

A sudden warmth came to her loins. A tendril of slime began expanding in her pussy. Her ever-elusive orgasm crept up once more. She couldn’t begin to move her bulky hips, but it felt fantastic. She grit her teeth and enjoyed the buildup. She couldn’t move. The tendril grew almost uncomfortably wide, but it didn’t move. She realized that she was holding all four of the creatures now. Her whole body was packed full and it felt great. Pleasure built until she was just about to cum, but then it left her. She would do anything to get to the lingering climax, but she was powerless.

The pressure in her body grew, feeling oddly pleasant as she waited upon the cold metal floor. She was breathless and frozen with desire. Her mind couldn’t think about anything else other than cumming. She failed to move again, sending ripples throughout her overburdened body. Heavy footsteps echoed through the corridor. A red-haired woman wearing black body-armor stood over her.

“Who are you?” Samus spoke stiffly, still aching to finish.
“Shepard.” She looked over the extremely inflated woman lying before her. “Looks like you could use a hand.”
Samus clenched her eyes momentarily. “Touch me.”

The woman’s accented eyes smiled as she stripped away layers of her armor. She pulled off the plating and tossed it aside. She pulled her undershirt off and then her bra, exposing her modest chest. Her fair-skinned breasts were perky, bouncing as she took hold of Samus’ fat arms and heaved her upright. She couldn’t get her far, so she resorted to biotics. She raised her into a partially sitting position and used stasis to keep her in place.

Samus was held in place, sitting at an angle as Shepard went to one knee. The topless woman slowly moved her hand down, grinning as she pressed forcefully into the damp mound. Samus was ecstatic, but she couldn’t say a thing. Shepard put two fingers in and roughly worked them around the slippery hole. Unable to show it, Samus had the most intense orgasm of her life. She could feel the wetness below as the stranger’s soft fingers worked her g-spot.

The biotic powers faltered, letting Samus flop down roughly. It hurt, but she was still breathless from the orgasm. Shepard was able to get two more fingers in, not realizing that she had already finished. Samus couldn’t form words as she took Shepard’s entire fist. She couldn’t move either, trapped beneath the extensive weight of her body. The sensation felt overwhelming, but soon she was enjoying it again. Shepard was strong, plunging her arm in up to the elbow. She worked her arm around before drawing back and plunging it deeper.

Shepard arose, peering over her monumental stomach. She put her cropped red hair behind an ear. “What’s in there?”

The large, sweat covered woman couldn’t respond. Samus let out a weak moan as she felt the slime moving inside. Her tightly packed belly pressed out in random areas as she Shepard continued fisting her. The slime churned angrily and then she heard the other woman scream. Shepard pressed hard against her slippery inner thigh, trying desperately to fight whatever was holding her arm. The creature inside was far too powerful, pulling Shepard’s shoulder in slowly.

The woman went quiet as her head moved inside, edging past her stretched lower lips and into her pussy. Shepard was fighting, but it was inevitable. The slime drew her in inch by inch, forcing Samus to open unreasonably wide to accept the woman’s sizable body. Shepard’s breasts squished against her inner walls, making her moan with unexpected pleasure. The speed increased and Samus’ body was somehow able to take it. The other woman was still, no longer fighting as her firm ass pressed through the pliant hole.

Then her long, limp legs slid in. Samus took her whole body and was somehow still intact. A frenzy built in her midsection as she watched her skin bulge and move. Without warning, she started to grow again. Her arms and legs spread upon the floor, as did her shoulders and sides. She looked like a mountain of flesh as her skin pushed against the sides of the hall, moving up the walls as she grew. It didn’t hurt.

Samus felt abrupt pleasure as her swollen pussy pressed tightly between her thickening thighs. The pressure hit the perfect spot, making her cum forcefully as the slime roiled in her body. And, in that moment of delight, she popped apart. Her chest and belly burst at once, letting out a torrent of slime to coat every exposed area of the ship. Her arms and legs deflated as the goo poured out. The lower section of her body was broken and empty, showing that the slime had already emptied her out before the end.

The woman’s bright eyes no longer showed emotion. The slime copies reformed at the end of the hall – Shepard and Samus searched for new sources of water. They were unaware that the flashing red light foretold their end. Samus used the last of her energy to mentally trigger the self-destruct. She only hoped it would destroy them.

Parentage

Standard

“What is so fricken important?” Kendra sat beside him upon the bed.
“Remember how I filled my boss yesterday? She had me bring some special deliveries today and said that they were very important. She paid me extra, too. I couldn’t help myself and peeked inside. I saw hundreds of dollars!” Elliot shook his head, slowing down to process. “What did I get involved in?”
“What’s the problem?”
“These places… I made a portal in one just to see and… they were talking about a few places laundering their money. I’m involved in something big!”
“Oh don’t fucking flip on me. So it’s some bad stuff – she’s only having you deliver packages. It’s probably a need to know thing.”
“How can you be so calm?”
“It’s only a few hundred dollars, so it’s probably not some criminal empire. There’s a lot of things that go on that we won’t ever know about. I don’t see why this can’t be one.” Kendra put a hand on his shoulder. “Just relax and say it makes you uncomfortable to do the deliveries… or keep doing it and play dumb. Now, can I borrow the portal thing? I need to get some cash.”
He was stunned by her easy acceptance. Elliot took out his wallet, but she quickly waved it aside. “No, I don’t want your blood money.” She grinned. “I’m just kidding! Chill out!”
He narrowed his eyes. “Fine, but I need to know what you’re doing.”

Kendra agreed, opening a portal into Andrew’s room. She reached through and snagged Andrew’s wallet as he focused on the computer screen. She pulled two twenties out and replaced it on the night-stand. “That asshole made me buy dinner yesterday. I knew he was lying about being broke.”
“You don’t find anything wrong with taking his money?”
“I know better, I just think I deserve it more than he does.” She smirked. “Hey, speaking of what people deserve, have you checked in on your honey-boo recently?”
“What? You mean Cybil? No.”

She created a portal that spied upon the blonde girl next door. Cybil was also distracted by a monitor, looking bored as she clicked through an online presentation. She was sitting in a snug tank-top and baggy pajama bottoms. Her breast squished as she reached up to scratch her neck. She looked incredibly sexy and Elliot tried to scoot back to hide his growing erection.

“See, she’s fiiiine.” Kendra nudged. “Want to improve her learning experience?”
“Stop. I could’ve gotten her pregnant. I can’t do that again.”
“You’re just full of limitations. You have access to anyone and anywhere and you’re not using it.”
“Fine,” he grabbed the pen from her hand, “wait here.” Without explanation, he went to the bathroom and returned a few minutes later to find his sister holding her stomach and looking confused.

“Ugh. What did you do?”
“Avoiding limitations.” Elliot sat in his chair, watching her suffer. “This is what I did to my boss. Don’t worry, the flow isn’t as high.”
“What?!” Kendra stood, her belly growling as she glared. “You’re putting water in me? What about our agreement? We can’t do anything to each other.”
“You broke that rule twice already. This is just punishment.”
“Close the portal right now!”
“I don’t have the rod at the moment.” He spoke smugly. “And you can’t turn it off either.”
“Listen, you little shit, you better…” She trailed off as footsteps approached.
Their mother knocked before peeking through the door. “Dinner.” She could sense they were up to no good but said nothing as she closed the door.
“We have to go eat, stop this right now!” Kendra was livid.
“Sorry, maybe after dinner.”

She pleaded, following him into the hallway and down the stairs. Kendra went quiet as they moved into the kitchen, seeing their family gathering around the dinner table. They found chairs, sitting silently as they started filling their plate. Emery took a spoonful of green beans, eying her siblings suspiciously. Their father, Adrian, gave a quick glance as he took a sip of beer, awaiting his wife to join them.

Their mother brought in a final side dish and sat down. She was thick and curvy, but her height spread it out. She was fairly toned, with most of her fat collecting in her broad rump. Her chest matched, but that was due to the breast enlargement she had a few years back. A long intricate tattoo peeked beneath her shirt sleeve. She was not shy about her wild younger years and she could still fly off the handle once in a while.

“Actually on time tonight?” Adrian questioned flatly.
“You don’t need to wait for us.” Elliot offered a disarming smile that Adrian didn’t acknowledge.

Kendra was trying to act normal, but she would stop occasionally, trying to push through the discomfort growing in her belly. She took small bites, her eyes darting around when she thought no one noticed. The family exchanged stories from the day and Elliot mentioned his new delivery job, but omitted the details. Kendra’s belly grumbled audibly. She closed her eyes and lowered her head.

“What’s wrong?” Heather questioned.
“Uh, I’m fine, just a stomach ache.” Kendra took a bite eagerly, tensing as she hid the torment.
“Any luck finding another job?” Adrian changed the topic.
“Not yet.” She moved her green hair back, subtly glaring at Elliot.
“Well, you can use the car tomorrow. I can get a ride from one of my buddies at work.”
“I’ve been submitting them online. You have to give them time to call back.”
“Try harder.” Heather sighed, realizing how harsh that sounded. “You have to try something new. Make them want to call you back.”
“You have to find work or go to college, Kendra.” Adrian cut in sternly.

Kendra had quit her last two jobs, both due to problems with her coworkers. Elliot loved his sister, but her personality could be rather divisive. Their parents knew this and pushed her to overcome it. She also avoided college, being uncertain of what she truly wanted. Kendra had immense trouble with commitment.

“Fine, fine. I’ll look tomorrow!” She absentmindedly put a hand on her belly as she spoke with irritation.
Emery broke the tension and started gathering plates. “I’m off, so I can make dinner tomorrow.”
“Sounds good sweetie,” Adrian helped her for a moment before heading to the door. “I’m going back to work for a couple of hours. I’ll be back home around nine.” He took his coat and gave another nod as he left.

Heather cleaned for a little bit before she realized the time. She trotted upstairs and returned with a duffel bag, rushing to attend her weekly yoga class. Emery worked on the dishes and Kendra used the distraction to carefully arise. She let out quick, quiet breaths to subdue the pain. Holding her heavy stomach, she climbed out of her seat and took a heavy step.

Elliot was astounded to see her rounded belly peeking below her shirt. Her leggings were pressed lower, hugging her midsection and stretched tight enough to show the outline of her panties. She took another step, causing her body to wobble while she found balance. Her inflated stomach sat perfectly on her larger frame, looking extremely sexy as she moved. While their sister was distracted, Elliot helped her upstairs, unable to avoid watching her ass as he led her into the bathroom.

Raising her shirt, Kendra looked to him with concern, holding her midsection. It was bigger than he expected. The colorful phoenix tattoo stretched around her hip, spreading out upon her hanging tummy. She groaned, no longer hiding her displeasure. She pulled down her pants, giving him a quick glance before sitting on the toilet. She pushed and let out a sigh, unable to release the water.

“Stop this!”
“Are you going to quit fucking with me? Are you going to quit stealing from people?”
“I’ll leave you alone, but why do you care so much? What is the harm in stealing? It’s not like we can get caught!”
“Kendra!” He pulled a book from beside the toilet, reaching through and increasing the water flow. She got up, not even trying to hide her privates as she shuffled ahead. He put out a hand, keeping her away from the book. “You have to stop!”

She pressed against him, still reaching for it. “We have something that makes portals to anywhere in the world and you use it to give me a goddamned enema? Why should I listen to you?” Her warm belly pressed into him. She hugged him as a cramp rolled through her body, squeezing tightly. His hard cock pressed against her exposed crotch. She was in too much pain to really care. “Elliot!” She whispered with urgency. “Please.”

He was lost in her scent. Goosebumps ran along his back as his sister embraced him. He wanted to act upon his urges, but he reminded himself of how wrong it would be. Everyone thinks about it, but that’s all it can be. He felt her fingers pressing into his back. What am I doing? He used the portal to stop the flow of water. Kendra pulled back, looking at him for a moment before suddenly standing upright and waddling to the toilet. She plopped down and let the water go.

She showed teeth as she emptied, clenching fists as the collected water rushed out. Her belly was round and tight. Her big breasts hidden beneath her tight shirt. She looked so vulnerable and sexy like this, with her big ass pressing outward upon the seat. Her beautiful, distressed eyes closing as she pushed. He was still hard, but he was able to think logically again now that she wasn’t hanging on him. He pulled the metal rod from his pocket and closed the portal.

“You asshole! You had it the whole time.”
Elliot inspected the runed object, running his fingers along the unknown markings. “You’re right. I should be using this to help us.” His eyes met hers. “Come to my room once you finish and we can think of something.”

He tried to think rationally, avoiding any ideas that would raise much suspicion. He kept coming back to the risks. Nobody will ever know it was me… Unless I get caught. Twenty minutes rolled by when Kendra came into the room. “I was thinking,” he paused until Kendra closed the door, “you need to get a part-time job before anything.” 
“Why do I have to work if I have access to limitless money? Why not rob a bank or something.”
“We can’t be careless! We can’t get caught with this or it will get taken away. People would kill to get this. Just tell me what kind of job you want.”
She finally seemed to understand. “Okay… How about an actress?” She shrugged with an unapologetic smile. “I don’t know. What does Dad do?”
“He looks at insurance claims and decides if they get a payout or not.”
“That sounds easy. Get me in on that.”
“He’s stuck at work right now doing paperwork. Is that really what you want?”
“No he’s not.” Kendra rolled her eyes. “Couldn’t you see he was lying?”
Elliot narrowed his eyes. “Why would he lie?”
“I don’t know. I could just tell.”
He stopped himself from debating it. “I know a way we can see.”

Elliot opened a portal. They found him having sex with a black woman in a hotel room. The slim woman rode him hard, sliding her hips back and forth as she moaned. The squeaking bed surely irritated the guests around them. Her trim ass had the perfect amount of fat, jiggling pleasantly as she took his cock. Her teardrop breasts bounced in the air until Adrian took hold of one and squeezed. His other hand went around her hip, pressing her down upon him. She slid some of her straight black hair over her ear, looking down for a moment before planting a passionate kiss.

Adrian had a scruffy peppered goatee and a carefree smile. He rolled the girl over and raised her legs. He slipped his cock back in and pounded her hard. She groaned at first, but soon she was enjoying every inch. He bit her neck softly, wrapping his arms around her shoulders and holding her close. Skin slapped together as her feet twisted in the air. Their father’s pale ass was surprisingly muscular, but Elliot had to look away.

Kendra watched a bit longer before meeting his questioning gaze. “See?”
“He’s cheating on Mom.”
“God, you are so fucking naive. I bet she knows.”
He shook his head. “Why would she be okay with this?”

Before continuing, she noticed her brother’s bulge. Kendra retrieved the portal pen from his desk and drew a circle on a small notebook and another on the desk. A cock appeared, standing upright beside his computer mouse. She brought the book onto it, sliding it down slowly. He felt the warmth and noticed the girl beneath his father looked very surprised. Kendra started moving the book when it reached the halfway point. 

Kendra quickly pulled the book off as Adrian stopped. “What’s wrong, Simone?”
She opened her mouth and moved her tongue. “I don’t know. Something just felt weird.”

Kendra waited for the couple to continue before doing it again. This time Simone gagged loudly, looking surprised by the sound. With a big grin, Kendra struck out that portal and made another, bringing it upon Elliot’s wet pole. This entrance was much tighter, making him squirm in his seat. The head was barely in when Simone clenched her teeth and apparently Adrian’s cock. He gasped and stopped again.

She looked down with peaked eyebrows. “Did you put a finger in my ass?” He showed her his palms. Simone shook her head, unable to explain the sensation as she started moving again. Kendra eased the two portals closer, causing Simone and Elliot to move uncomfortably. With a playful grin, Kendra moved the portal gently, making her brother fuck the woman in the ass while their father fucked her in the front.

Simone didn’t say anything, but she was taking it pretty hard from Adrian too. Her dark, smooth legs shook in the air as their skin slapped together. Kendra eased Elliot’s cock farther, his knuckles whitening as he held the armrests. She lightly bit her tongue as she watched. He tried not to move too much, but it really didn’t help. Kendra knew he was getting close and she loved it. She let the book fall, pushing his whole cock into her ass at once.

Squirming and grunting, Simone pushed upward against Adrian. He took it as a sudden orgasm and went harder, slamming her pussy with force. She gasped and dug her nails into his back, but he didn’t relent. Elliot tensed, trying to fight the urge, but her movements pushed him over the edge. His cock twitched, spurting blasts of cum up the girl’s ass. Adrian felt her muscles tighten and he came moments later. Both cocks filling the girl as she lay helplessly beneath the tired man. She caught her breath, closing her eyes as she took the thick deposits. Kendra broke the link, watching as Adrian rolled aside and cuddled with his lover. Simone said it felt fantastic at the end, but couldn’t explain why.

“That was so fucking hot.”
Elliot adjusted himself beneath his clothing. “Kendra, what the hell?”
“Have some fun, little brother! She’ll never know.”
“But we know! I just came in some stranger’s ass.”
“Don’t you trust Dad’s judgment?” She nudged him playfully. “I think she’s hot.”
“Don’t you have any morals? Do you know what right and wrong are?”
“Sure, I just know that morals can be flexible.” She averted her eyes. “Sorry.”
Elliot shook his head, uncertain of what to say. “I never expected him to cheat.”


His sister paused suddenly, drawing another portal. This one showed their mother and another man. His dark-skinned body was muscular and strong, pulling her back into his thrusts as he did her from behind. He had scruffy hair and a short beard. He spoke in a low, sexy voice telling Heather how much he loved her pussy. Elliot was stunned and Kendra only grinned.

Heather looked over her shoulder, her eyes fluttering as she drew a quick breath. “Keep talking like that and I’ll have to get on top.” She purred, taking a few more thrusts before pulling off. “Too late.” His massive cock slid out as she nudged him backward. She stepped up in the bed, her ass jiggling as she stepped closer and lowered herself onto him. Heather held the long shaft, directing it in carefully, having some difficulty taking him all the way. She put her hands on his smooth chest, grinding on him aggressively as each thrust pushed more in.

“Woah!” Kendra was clearly in awe, “did you see the size of that thing?”
“I bet it hurts.” He felt slightly jealous of the size.
“I bet it feels wonderful!”

They watched as their mother rode the firm-chested man. Her light-colored hands showing stark contrast to his ebony skin. Her mouth hung open as she bounced upon him, her cushiony ass slapping against his thighs. He grabbed her tits, squeezing them as she moaned. Light blonde hair waved in the air as he fucked her. Her jaw quivering as he sucked her nipple.

Kendra was transfixed upon the scene with a hand resting upon her crotch. Her nipples were showing prominently from beneath her shirt and through her bra. Taking the rod, Elliot created two more portals. The black cock tilted, standing upright upon his desk much like his had before. “Returning the favor.” He did as his sister had, lowering the other portal onto it.

He smirked as she shifted lower in her seat. Kendra opened her legs and grabbed the armrests. She bared her teeth as the cock entered her slowly and painfully. She closed her eyes, gasping as she took more and more. She was a little over halfway when he started feeling bad about her torment.

“Want me to stop?”
She opened her eyes to see the progress. “No, no, keep going. I can take it.”
He moved the portal down upon the meaty pole, watching his sister thrust her hips upward, feeling pleasure in spite of the discomfort.

On the other side of the portal, Heather slowed to a stop. She looked to her lover with confusion. He appeared to be enduring the sensation as well but in a different way. “Holy shit, how are you doing that?” He asked as he gripped her tits tightly.
She sat up with bewilderment, pulling from his grasp. A sheen of sweat covered her hefty rack. “What?”
“It’s super tight in there. It… feels too good…”
She looked disappointed. “I barely even feel it now.” She moved side to side, opening her legs in an attempt to take him deeper.

Kendra was frozen in the moment, gasping as she melted in the chair. Her sexy, full-figured body displayed in the chair, hidden beneath the casual clothing. There was subtle dampness through her pants as she took the man’s cock. Frazzled green hair rested upon the top of the chair as her pierced lip opened with a moan. She peeked again to see she was nearly to the end of the cock as he stopped.

“Keep going!” She snapped.
“Do you have a dildo?”
Her anguished eyes glared. “Keep going!”
Elliot knew he had to placate his mother. “I need your biggest dildo now!” He lifted the portal off, taking the cock out of his sister and letting Heather enjoy it once again.
Kendra was livid, sneering as she got up and stomped to her room. She returned in less than a minute with a realistic, silicone dildo. It was fairly long, but nothing like the other man’s and not nearly as thick. She planted the suction cup on the desk, speaking as it wobbled. “Happy?”

He made another portal to his mother’s cooch and lowered it onto the dildo. Holding a portal in each hand, he brought them down in unison. This kept Heather satisfied while Kendra took the real thing. He eased them down slowly, seeing the man breathing quickly. Kendra had a huge grin on her face when she realized it was all in. She just sat there for a moment, getting accustomed to such a huge piece of meat buried in her pussy.

Elliot took his hand away from one of the links, leaving the dildo trapped in place while he turned his attention to the other. He moved the book quickly, making the man’s penis move in and out of Kendra. The motion moved the dildo inside Heather, making her coo with delight. Both women loved it and so did the man. Elliot played them all like an instrument, laughing as they bucked and writhed from pleasure. 

The man grunted and Kendra gasped, his seed clearly blasting into her wet loins. She pushed her hips into the air, humping violently as she found orgasm. Her tits bounced beneath her shirt as she nearly laid down in the seat. She was overcome and giddy as the cum collected inside her. The wet spot grew between her legs. Then, a sudden thought brought her back to reality. She sat up, reaching for the books with the portals on the covers.

With a grimace, she slid them up, taking the cock out of her sensitive pussy and the dildo out of her mother. As the toy came out, his cock went back in to replace it. Heather stopped again, confused by the strange feelings happening below. Kendra put the two portals together, feeling the warmth of her mother’s loins as she pushed the cum out of her pussy and into her mother’s. Once a good amount had passed, she used the dildo to push the spunk deeper. It went in easily, making her take his entire cock and a partial section of the toy.

Heather’s eyes went wide as she went lower, humping him wildly. Her breasts mashed against his chest and her hair covered his face. Her climax came in an instant. She gasped and trembled, her comfy body convulsing with pure elation. They both went still as Kendra separated the portals and plopped back in her seat. She was exhausted after the experience.

“That was fucking incredible.” She smiled weakly. “Think they noticed?”
The couple was kissing now, resting in one another’s arms. “So what if they did?”
Kendra laughed quietly. “Now we know Mom and Dad both like chocolate.”
Elliot scoffed. “So do you, evidently.”
She giggled like a fool. “Yeah, but I kind of wish he lasted longer!” She reached into her pants to pull out slimy fingers. “I better go clean up.” She walked awkwardly to the door. Elliot caught himself staring at her ass as she left.

I just fucked Dad’s mistress in the ass and my sister fucked Mom’s boy-toy. It was really weird to think about. Kendra is right – I can have some fun with this thing. As long as I’m not too wild, no one will ever know. He watched his mother’s naked body wrapped around the man for a minute before closing all of the portals. I’m not crossing that bridge yet.

Plaything

Standard

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.

Allies

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Many hours had slipped by since the gnome went for help. Vivian was right: horny young men flocked to them and they mostly ignored one another, getting into lines to have their way with their preference of the two burdened women. They knew they could strike them down, but it wasn’t worth the risk of open combat between the remainders. It was an oddly peaceful gathering for the time being.
 
They had served many, taking enough deposits to make their bodies swell even larger. Both Kaylin and Vivian were trapped beneath fleshy mounds. Both had pillowy breasts larger than a gnome and stomachs more swollen than a full-grown Tauren.
 
Something approached in the sky, causing some of the men to turn with confusion. They watched as it drew closer, and once they understood its scope, the men started dispersing. More and more took flight, but some remained, either too foolish or too lustful to flee. A Vrykul woman rode in upon a Proto-Dragon, landing with a heavy thud a short distance away. The beast was massive, causing the ground to rumble as it walked the final distance.
 
The Night-Elf upon her paused, his dark purple cock pulling free as he turned to gaze at the approaching monster. A brilliant flash of light launched him a good distance away and Vivian laughed as he lay lifeless upon the grass. “Did you notice he had three turns?”
“Aren’t you the least bit concerned?”
“I can’t really do much, can I?”
 
Kaylin sighed, knowing she should return the favor. She blasted the Orc that was enveloped in the immobile Blood-Elf woman. He flew back, lying limp in the grass. Vivian gave her a sly nod of appreciation for ridding her of the assailant. They both turned their focus back to the beast waiting just out of range. The Vrykul woman hopped down, barely half the size of the red, partially armored dragon. She put a hand on its neck, watching the girls.
 
To their amazement, the undead woman from before flew down and joined the giant warrior woman. They spoke for a time before the larger woman nodded, accepting a filled pouch in exchange for a smaller item before walking away. Grenda watched them from a safe distance as the Proto-Dragon slinked forward. Both Kaylin and Vivian blasted the monster, but it seemed unaffected by the attacks.
 
“This dragon is special and I have full control over it now. I want to have a little more fun before I end you.” Grenda spoke loudly.
 
The red Proto-Dragon skulked ahead, flaring its wings as it displayed a growing cock. The fleshy protrusion was lighter and wet, hanging proudly between its legs. The dragon used its mouth carefully, grabbing Vivian’s leg lightly and tugging the overfilled Blood-Elf closer. She was on her back, struggling as the beasts edged in and poked the tip of the shaft against her loins. It slid high, jabbing into her belly a few times before it hit the mark, gliding into her used pussy.
 
The feisty Blood-Elf shrieked as the enormous shaft pushed inside her. Each small thrust by the dragon allowed more of the cock to slide deeper. A bulge formed in her expanded belly, vanishing for a moment before reappearing. Her swollen body bounced and wobbled as the dragon mounted her, thrusting its hips wildly. It growled to stifle her yells, snapping in the air to quiet her completely. It edged forward and rested upon her belly, enveloping her beneath the broad wings.
 
“It can’t possibly… Uuugh…” Vivian groaned.
 
She could feel her lower lips stretching around the gargantuan shaft. She opened wider and wider, intense pain spreading through her lower body. She was handling it, though, and the ache was somewhat manageable. Her broad, inflated body rolled as the dragon pumped, feeding it’s meat into her stretched entrance.
 
The inflated blood elf’s anger had turned to despair as she clenched her eyes. Her long, slender ears waving as the monster fucked her. The dragon’s cock was hidden between her legs, fully submerged in her loins. She was able to take it, but she certainly felt every inch. The beast was humping her faster, pulling out only to drive back in.
 
The dragon reared up and flared its wings. Vivian was full with a notable bulge in her belly from the beast’s cock. It lifted her on its pole, raising her ass higher as it jumped ahead. With a loud, wet sound the Proto-Dragon slammed into her raised hips, crumpling her beneath its weight. Her shoulders were pressed into the ground as it took a few final slams. The monster roared, blasting cum visibly into her stomach.
 
Her belly bulged outward from the blast. Cum rolled from the tip and collected in her body, spreading her already inflated midsection even wider. She was huge. Each pulse made her body swell, collecting in every area it could. Her tits were heavy and hanging to the sides. Her ass was flowing and nearly touching the ground. Even her arms and legs grew thick as the seed pushed the magical weight to any open space in her body.
 
Cum shot from her lips, coating her face and chest in a sea of sticky white fluid. The dragon let her down roughly, her massive body flopping into the grass. The dragon shuffled back, unplugging her gaping hole. Vivian’s entrance leaked, but most of the cum stayed inside. Her weight rolled as she settled, the momentum taking a long time to stop completely. Vivian looked ridiculously large, her thick arms and legs lying limp as she stared distantly to the heavens, her tongue showing as she breathed heavily.
 
The dragon turned its gaze to Kaylin, snorting as its still erect cock twitched expectantly. It started toward her before something above caught its eye. The gnome from before dismounted midair, charging the undead priest as soon as he landed. She sent him running, but he was able to close the distance again. They fought, playing a game of cat and mouse as the priest tried to drain his life before he could end her.
 
The dragon watched for a time, looking back to Kaylin occasionally. He seemed very conflicted if he should assist or not. It gave the impression that he wasn’t fully controlled by the undead woman after all. The monster finally decided to end the battle, lunging beside them and snapping the gnome between his teeth and launching him aside. He smacked into the tree where Vivian had lain, lying on the ground in pain.
 
Turning back to his supposed master, the dragon blasted blue fire onto Grenda, ending her within seconds. Without distraction, the winged beast stomped back to its original prey. His cock still engorged and ready to find a tight sheathe. The gnome caught her attention, struggling to retrieve something from his pocket.
 
“I told you I would… take this and… wish to end the curse…” His hand fell lifeless, the silver badge slipping from his grasp.
 
Kaylin was too far away, but with the motivation of the approaching dragon, she was able to roll over clumsily. Her full, flowing body continued, bringing her around and around. Her beefy ass slowed the turn, but her heavy chest and belly pulled her over one final time. She was barely able to snatch the item before coming to rest on her side.
 
“I wish to be rid of this awful curse!” She bared teeth as she felt her body constricting. Fluid suddenly flowed from her orifices, emptying her body and making it return to somewhat normal proportions. The change took a few moments, causing the dragon to pause as it observed. She was unable to function as she deflated, but once it was over she could move again. She was saturated with the slippery substances. Her body felt unusually light and powerful, but she quickly realized that she was unarmed next to a hostile dragon.
 
She went onto her hands and knees, attempting to stand. A massive claw kept her from rising and the shadow enveloped her. She turned back with fright to see the monster shifting ahead, pointing his cock directly for her presented entrance. She silently wished to endure this creature as the cock began opening her up. Her pussy ached as the giant shaft drove in. Sliding deeper as the dragon covered her with its enormous body. She grunted, taking handfuls of grass as more slipped in.
 
Her slender, toned body was bulging as the pointed cock plunged into her belly. She looked down, disconnected as her body somehow accepted the monster cock. She tensed, letting out a long groan as she took even more. It seemed unending, but she could finally feel the beast’s scales rubbing on her lower thighs. She knew he was almost in completely. It put a wing upon her back, pressing her shoulders down and her ass slightly higher. This caused the cock to go in all the way.
 
The small blonde girl lay in shock as her pussy wrapped around the dragon’s wet cock. She could see her legs opened wide and her belly touching the ground. The cock was ruining her beautiful body, but she was powerless to stop it. She watched the bulge recede before appearing again. The giant dick her midsection moving in and out as the monster fucked her silly.
 
“Toss me the badge. Let me change back and I can go get help!” The blood-elf pleaded, holding out her thick arm. “Human! Kaylin!”
Shaking away the delirium, Kaylin took the silver object, staring at it as she bounced forward on the cock. Her entire body molded around the organ. “I wish this would end!”
 
As soon as she spoke the phrase, she clamped internally. Somehow her insides pulled tighter on the giant cock, squeezing hard enough to excite the beast. It let out a low roar and raised its wings, pushing ahead with all of its might. The dick showed in her belly as a bubble of cum formed. It pulled her skin down, collecting upon the ground beneath her. Her stomach swelled, the large blobs of cum flowing visibly from the tip before pooling below.
 
Kaylin was in agony, but she got her wish. She grabbed another handful of soil and clenched her teary blue eyes shut. She was drooling as the cum filled her small body, making her raise higher from the sheer mass. She pressed upward against the dragon, forcing her belly to grow outward instead. The pulses of seed slowed, but the monster kept going. The big cock let out a final blast, twitching violently before pulling out.
 
A breeze tickled her cavernous vagina, making her leak a little as she rolled back and onto her knees. Kaylin recovered, slowly sitting upright. The dragon ran off and took flight, having satisfied its urges. Both women were silent as they inspected their cum-filled bodies.
 
“Are you just going to leave me like this?” Vivian put her head back with a pained moan.
 
Kaylin clumsily arose, stumbling over to the badge. She bent down, offering a delightful view of her perfect ass. Her belly showed prominently even from behind and it caused her great anguish to move. She brought the magical item to the blood-elf and planted it in her chubby fingers.
 
Vivian spoke the phrase, but nothing changed. “What?!” She showed instant panic.
“Maybe only I can use it as a friend of the Argent Cru-“
“Then do it!” There was a tense silence as Vivian’s sizable chest subtly moved. She was completely at Kaylin’s mercy and she knew it.
“How do I know you won’t try to kill me when I change you back?”
“After all of this you think I would turn on you?” She laughed nervously. “I understand your concern, but please don’t leave me like this.”
 
Kaylin gave a long, calculating look at the rounded blood-elf. Her long red hair hung as she turned her head. She was trapped beneath a mountain of flesh. With breasts the size of cannonballs and an ass just a little bigger. Her stomach flowed in all directions, somehow remaining springy in spite of its height. Heavy limbs lay planted in the grass as her bright green eyes pleading for mercy.
 
“I wish for Vivian to have the curse lifted.”
 
The silver badge glowed for a moment before vanishing without a trace. Vivian howled as cum splashed from her lower entrances. She kicked her legs as her body shrank, the ordeal appearing painful as her pudgy body emptied violently. Vivian bucked. Her arms slapping the ground as her bountiful tits crawled higher and lost their weight. Her ass tightened as her thighs returned to normal. Her belly diminished, compressing as the deposited fluids erupted into the grass.
 
She was huffing as she pushed a few more waves from her ass. Vivian relaxed, lying motionless as she lazily looked to her savior. “Thank you.”
Drained, Kaylin dropped down and lay next to the woman. “What now?”
“After all of that? I don’t know. I wasn’t going to attack you, though.”
“Sorry to be mistrusting.” She absentmindedly patted the elf’s arm.
 
Vivian gave a tired smile as she reached over and patted the human’s side. She shifted closer and moved her hand lower, placing it against her warm mound. She walked her delicate fingers down and rubbed her companion’s button. Kaylin didn’t say a word as she looked up toward the sky. She decided to repay the favor, exploring the red bush with a gentle touch. Both women slipped a finger in, working the open holes with a more refined caress.
 
They touched one another, moaning softly as their enjoyment intensified. Squirming in the grass, both women were tired and sore, but in desperate need of gratification. They grew closer to climax. Their wet holes making audible noise as their scent filled the air. Both girls grew tense, edging closer and closer until finally… they came together. Their loud moans rang out across the field. They quivered with delight, smiling broadly as they moved their hands higher and embraced one another. Vivian and Kaylin relaxed in one another’s arms, too weary to contemplate their situation. After a long nap, they arose to a cacophony of sounds. A large group of Argent Crusade members stood around them, watching silently as they awoke.
 
The gnome that saved them stood front and center. “It’s over.”
“Sorry I didn’t bring you back sooner.” Kaylin still felt weary.
“It’s fine, we’re glad we could help!”
Vivian sprang up, looking to where Grenda had fallen. “Where is the priest?”
“We brought her back too, but we made sure she won’t do this again.”

Those moronic crusaders. Grenda laughed silently. They helped mend my body and didn’t even realize I was involved. I suppose I’m very lucky to get away without consequence. She opened and closed her jaw, thankful that it fit properly. Her skin was completely intact now and only a greenish hue signified her as undead. Her hair was thicker and her body seemed fuller. I’m not sure how they did this, but I look and feel almost alive again! She felt her breast through her robe, delighted at its weight.
 
She was pondering her situation in a secluded section of the fjord when she heard someone dismount. A human paladin put out his hand as he ran closer. The holy shock caused her to stumble. She prepared to fight when another paladin dropped in behind her. She had won with worse odds, but she grew even more confident as two blood-elves came in beside her.
 
“Still want to fight, mongrels?” She condescendingly to the human.
“It won’t be a fight.” The instigating man spoke.
“We’re not here to help you, betrayer.” The female blood-elf spat. “You use sacred magic for such an abhorrent display.”
“The Argent Crusade sends its regards.”
 
Her supposed allies spammed flash heal upon her as the others blasted her with holy spells. Grenda felt the effects immediately. Her skin tightened as it grew, pressing outward against her priestly robes. She glared angrily as she attacked the man ahead. He took the hits without much concern. He was far more experienced and able to out-heal her damage. She gave up, realizing the man behind her was also out of her league.
 
She balled her fists as the clothes constricted her curvy body. Grenda growled as she took the penance. Her robe pulled to its limit and began to tear, ripping up her legs and around her chest. She had a wider stance as her hips swelled. Her bosoms expanded similarly, pushing her decorated white robe open until they spilled forth. She turned, searching for any hope with glowing eyes, but there was no escape.
 
Her stomach tightened and grumbled before it puffed out. Her midsection ballooned in all directions, pulling low and forcing her to rest her hands upon her knees. The movement caused her cushy shoulders to pop through her garment. Brilliant flashes of holy light enveloped her, soothing the pain of the expansion. She was growing chubby and the weight coaxed her lower. The expanding belly opened the robes more until the tears met around her crotch. The robe split open, displaying her soft, springy body. Other than the off-color, she looked youthful and enticing. Hair fell around her face as she hung her head in defeat, hoping they would have mercy on her.
 
“What you did is unforgivable and there is only one way this ends.” The main paladin stepped closer, slapping her swollen belly. “Take the punishment with dignity.”
 
The female blood-elf paused to spank her bouncy ass. She laughed and hit again with the flat of her sword. Grenda stumbled, trying to subdue the pain. She hit again, delighted by the woman’s submission. They shared a laugh as they returned to casting. Grenda hated them.
 
She cast fear, attempting to flee as the humans ran, but the weight made her slow and ungainly. The blood-elves followed her casually, spamming heals as they downed potions. She didn’t go far. Tumbling into the grass, she lay exhausted. Her heavy breasts stacked and her stomach flattened on the grass. Her bulky thighs pressed together and her big ass kept her from rolling forward. She rested on her expanding arms, feeling her elbow digging into the soft soil. Her legs were becoming too heavy to move, threatening to tip her if they shifted too far.
 
Grenda looked down, feeling her chin touching her inflated chest. She wasn’t at risk for tipping now, as her belly and ass gave her wide supports. She moved her arm slightly, repenting for her misdeeds. No one spoke this time and she knew they intended to go all the way. She closed her eyes, knowing that any spell could be the one that ripped open her smooth skin. They fixed my body just to break it. Cruel, but effective.
 
They stopped abruptly. She opened her eyes to see the two paladins she had tormented. Both girls wearing peasant clothing, staring with utter resentment. They called spells, striking her with holy light as the others spectated. Grenda bared her teeth, feeling immense pressure building from within. Her skin stretched, feeling warm for the first time since she was alive. Her whole body quivered as she failed to move.
 
Maybe this can kill me. The thought jumped into her mind. They have powers beyond my comprehension. Maybe I went too far this time. She looked massive, lying on her side with her humongous tits rolling over one another, sprawling over the thick green grass. Her belly was as big as the others had been. One might think she was carrying a Tauren or two in there. She rested her thick arm on the rounded mass, touching it with reverence. How am I still intact?
 
Her broad ass spread behind her, squishing together as it pressed into the ground. Her limbs were heavy and bulky, growing in proportion to her expansive body. Her stomach grumbled. They paused and everyone helped roll the inflated woman onto her back. She plopped backward, her fleshy belly raised high above. Her tits slid to the sides, moving like weights trapped beneath her skin.
 
They all moved away, preparing for what came next. All of the blood-elves synced to cast a long heal. She knew this was the end. Her illuminated eyes showed fear as she waited. The heals caused her body to expand forcefully. Her smooth skin ripped apart opening her belly like a firework. Pieces of her launched far into the distance. A large ring of soaked grass was all that remained to show her demise. Everything else had blasted away.
 
Vivian wiped her clothing. “Good riddance.”

I wonder if my auctions sold. The moderately skilled Dwarf paladin thumbed through the letters. Kind of disappointing… What’s this? She found a heavy package containing a stone tablet. Make a wish? This must be a prank! She searched around with a smile. “I wish I had one hundred gold!” It vanished, leaving her even more confused.
 
She read another letter when she felt something strange in her belly. She heard something and felt another movement inside her abdomen. She stuffed the mail back into the box and walked to her guildmate in the center of Ironforge. She was feeling very uncomfortable now, feeling heavier as she moved.
 
“Mairu, is something wrong? What’cha walking like that for?”
“I don’t know. I just had this little thing and I made a wish… Ugh… I think I feel coins moving in my belly!”
Her friend raised an eyebrow, pausing to understand. “You have money in you?”
Mairu slumped, grimacing as an audible clank came from within. “I wished for a hundred gold. You have to help me!”
“I think Kaylin was dealing with something like this. Maybe we should find her.”
“No!” Mairu scoffed. “I will not be involved with her.”
 
Mairu was leaning heavily before dropping to her knee. Her stomach bulged over her belt, forcing her forward. She grumbled, struggling not to lay down. The thin leather belt grew tighter until it burst apart. Her weighted belly drooped to the ground, resting on the cold metal floor with a loud thud. Small bumps were visible beneath her skin. She was still growing. They were in a secluded spot, but some people still noticed. Her shirt ripped up the middle, allowing her generous bosoms to peek from beneath the torn garment.
 
“Just wait here, I’ll go for help.”
“You can’t just leave me!” Mairu clenched her eyes, still rising higher atop her clanking abdomen.
 
She watched her friend depart, feeling the money accumulating. She only wished to maintain some decency and avoid people she knew. Being a paladin was a prestigious title and she didn’t want to end up being used like that human and her blood-elf lover. I have dignity! She parsed the thought as she shifted too far. She felt the momentum building before tipping onto her side. The money jingled, but stayed mostly in place, making her belly stretch painfully. Light save me.

The Chastised

Standard

Her daughter’s birth was happening soon, and her body wasn’t making her time easy. Madison had been constipated, bloated, and cramping. She could barely move on her own, and as she expected, The Master planned to work her suffering into one of their broadcasts. Guiding her into an open room, there sat a large machine with multiple flexible tubes attached to the side. It looked like something from a cheesy science fiction film. They planned to give her an enema with this outlandish contraption.
 
The butler brought her in on a wheelchair and helped her onto a table. Her large, soft frame jiggled with even the slightest movement. She was awkwardly large and awkwardly heavy, making the padded metal table creak as she lay back with her legs spread. The Master stood by as the two supposed doctors in white coats strapped her in and prepared the machine. One inserted a lubricated tube up her butt, working it painfully deep as the other inserted an IV into her arm. The pregnant girl was on full display and at their mercy.
 
“They will monitor you as we cleanse you, Madison.” The Master spoke for the unseen crowd of viewers. “I know you don’t care for this type of treatment, but you did agree, correct?”
“Yeah, go ahead.” She despised the enemas, but she knew once the baby came she would be back with the main group.
 
The doctor flipped a switch and turned a dial gently. She felt the water creeping through her guts, making her stomach gurgle loudly. She clenched an eye shut as she acclimated to the sensation. She had become used to the recent routine: oiling her belly to avoid stretch marks and taking an increasing amount of water to stretch her stomach. They always pushed her to her limit and they gave her an IV bag before and after the experience to keep her child’s nutrients in line. This would be her last performance before having her child. They assured her numerous times that it would be safe.
 
She watched her enormous belly rising higher and higher, spreading outward as the bed of water lifted her child from within. She tried to hide discomfort from the unpleasant feeling, but it was intense. She drew a sharp breath, searching along the ceiling for some kind of distraction as the machine whirred, forcing more and more water up her ass. She tensed, pulling at the straps and making her engorged belly sway side to side. She was nearly to her limit as the machine stopped, giving her a moment before it pulled the wastewater out.
 
The humming started again and she felt the liquid being pulled from her stomach. She liked this part, feeling extreme relief as she emptied without effort. It only ran for a short time before it stopped again, leaving her holding most of the enema. Madison looked to the orchestrator with a pleading smile, trying to maintain composure for the viewers. The machine started again and she felt a harder blast of water pushing into her ass.
 
Madison groaned, seeing her belly grow to its limit once again. The flow of water didn’t slow and she couldn’t mask her concern as she looked to the observers. She felt cramps and pain as her skin pulled tight. She let out short, quick breaths as she panicked. “Stop it! I’m going to break!” The men watched. “I need this to stop! Now!” She shrieked and one man finally flipped the switch.
 
Her belly was big and tight, filled beyond what she had taken before. She breathed through her teeth, fighting through the agony as she lay helpless. She let out a sad gasp, leaning back and looking to the ceiling as she squirmed. Her large, swollen body shook as she shifted back and forth. The cramps turned to aches, but it didn’t get easier. Her pained eyes looked to the men standing around her, but they only watched her torment. One of the doctors reached up to the machine, turning it on before she could speak.
 
The machine hummed, pushing more into her filled body. She felt objects bumping around inside as the warm water entered. She was disgusted, knowing it was the wastewater pulled from her before. They continued observing as she whimpered, unable to speak as the fluid pushed up her ass. She felt embarrassed as her pussy glistened with excitement. She could feel her arousal and she knew where their cameras were focused.
 
She grunted, raising her hips in a desperate attempt to lessen the building pressure. She was overcome, feeling agony as her belly grew tighter, knowing she was filling with shit that was pulled out at the beginning. They’re humiliating me for the viewers. Thousands of people are beating off to my pain. Why the fuck am I doing this? She started sobbing, falling back onto the table as she let the pain wash over her. An orgasm was just out of reach and she only hoped her suffering would make the torture stop.
 
The machine stopped, but it trapped the fluid inside her. She was bawling, shaking as she wept. She raised again, thrashing against her bonds, knowing she was at their mercy. She didn’t notice as Lilly approached, standing beside her with a smile. The other pregnant girl ran a hand along her belly, sliding lower, running her fingers down to her privates. She had a clean, enjoyable aroma. Madison drew a deep, shaky breath as her crying subsided. She raised up on her elbows, trying to watch as Lilly touched her clit and rubbed between her shaven lower lips.
 
Her belly was far too large to see anything. She laid back without complaint, enjoying the stimulation. Staring at the ceiling, she grew tense, moaning as an orgasm crept closer. Her full, springy body shook as Lilly fingered her. Her stomach gurgled, but the pain was lessened now. She shifted side to side, letting her large, soft breasts slide appealingly for the hidden viewers. Some milk showed from her nipples and Lilly used the opportunity to suck on one. It was a blissful feeling as she wound up, preparing for the biggest release of her life when Lilly stepped back. She gave a wistful smile as she waited for the orgasm to pass.
 
“What the hell!? Keep going! Please, please, keep going!” Madison grunted angrily.
“Not so fast.” Lilly looked to the machine operator as he flipped a switch.
 
The machine whirred, blasting more fluid into Madison’s ass, making her scream and squirm. Her belly raised higher, shaking with every slight movement. She was overcome by pain, but a small remnant of desire kept her from going crazy. She fought through, pleading to Lilly for another touch. The machine stopped and Lilly came closer once more. Madison was overjoyed to feel her touch, thrusting her hips higher in anticipation.
 
She felt a finger press into her clit. It wasn’t the intense fingering she wanted, but it was too late to come back. She moved her hips against the firm touch until the orgasm was undeniable. She clenched her teeth and gasped loudly, raising up as she endured one of the most powerful climaxes of her life. She fell back, drained and sore, seeing her mountainous belly and knowing how much water must be in there beneath her child.
 
The machine clicked on and she felt the water sliding out. The suction felt wonderful as the tube violently bucked, carrying fluid and objects from her bowels. Her full breasts bounced and her chubby frame shook. She knew the viewers were enjoying it – her thick, silky smooth body quivering as she lay spread eagle. She closed her eyes, letting out a cute moan, relaxing as the machine emptied her belly.

What the fuck did I do? She waited in the hall, preparing to enter the first room. I give that bitch a hard time and they punish me? I’m the one making it interesting! She adjusted the apparatus covering her privates as she thought. Willa likes being told what to do. Not my fault that I went a little too far.
 
A metal plate with a thin slit covered her pussy and thick leather straps went around her hips. A small lock on the side kept her from taking it off. She was able to do her business still, and the back was completely open. She had been wearing the chastity belt for days, but now she was told to visit the other rooms. She was so incredibly frustrated, knowing that her ass was still accessible on purpose. She liked anal normally, but she needed some stimulation up front to make it fun. Now it would only increase her irritation.
 
Keira guided her in, holding a golden, tennis-sized rubber ball. The plump girl gave her a wistful smile. “I’m sorry. You know we have to-“
“Yeah, yeah, I’m aware.” Traci spoke defiantly as she bent over and opened her ass wide. “Just use lots of lube.”
 
Keira obliged, using some of her lotion to prepare her ass. She slipped in a few fingers, opening her asshole gently. Traci was used to this kind of thing, so she barely made a peep. Keira prepped the ball after a minute and slid it around against her entrance, pressing it in carefully with multiple attempts. Traci groaned now, taking the failed insertions with minimal complaint. It almost made it, but Keira was too worried about hurting her. Traci pushed back with annoyance right as Keira pushed forward, making the ball pop in painfully.
 
Traci launched upright, grumbling as she paced in a circle. “Fuck that hurts!” She covered her firm ass as she grimaced. “Fuck, fuck, fuck!” She wanted so badly to push the ball out, but she knew keeping it in would be required. I just don’t know if I can take whatever else they do to me. Keira offered her hand, allowing her to squeeze it to distract herself from the discomfort. Once the pain lessened, Keira gave her a soft hug before sending her to the next room.
 
She knocked on Molly’s door, hearing some generic pop music playing. The cute blonde was dancing as she opened the door, trotting back to her bed as she waved Traci in. Bubble-headed idiot. She turned down the volume and directed her guest to bend over the bed for the next item. Traci followed along, knowing any resistance would cause The Master to make an appearance. She didn’t want that.
 
Molly took a small, pink silicone vibrator and switched it on. She licked it up and down, giggling as it tickled her tongue. She stepped around and nudged the humming toy into Traci’s behind. “Make sure you keep it in.” She pressed it all the way inside, using a finger to push it even deeper. Traci frowned, standing up as she acclimated to the strange sensation. The vibrations caused the ball to wiggle and it felt kind of nice as it went deeper. She pressed the chastity belt closer, failing again to find pleasure in her predicament.
 
She left Molly without saying any more, irritated by her youthful exuberance. She skipped the brown door, knowing that Gina was hidden from the group for now, and went to the blue door. She found the older woman sitting on her couch. She beckoned her guest closer, waiting for her to carefully sit down before pouring her a glass of water from the pitcher.
 
Julie was in her late thirties, but her body was in excellent shape. Her hourglass figure, long legs, and big breasts helped her succeed over the years – but it was her behind the scenes work that gave her all the control in this environment. Traci didn’t know all the details about her, but she had always felt like a mentor. It will be sad when she leaves.
 
Traci took the cup of cool water, drinking half the glass. She took another sip to satiate her dry mouth. “So, what are you supposed to do to me?” She shifted uncomfortably, a faint hum coming from inside her.
Julie sipped from the cup, looking to the pitcher with purpose. “You have to drink all of that.”
Traci eyed the perspiring glass pitcher, raising her trimmed eyebrow. “That’s it?”
“That’s it.” Julie crossed her lengthy legs at the knees, leaning back into the plush seat.
 
After finishing her cup, Traci picked up the modestly-sized pitcher, gulping down the cool water. Good thing I haven’t eaten for a while. She paused to catch her breath before resuming. She wanted to stop, but again she thought of what might happen. This isn’t the worst thing that could be done. This isn’t even sexual! She felt wetness from beneath the chastity belt. It’s distracting me from the vibrating ball in my ass, I guess.
 
Traci lifted the pitcher, raising it as it emptied, drinking the water begrudgingly until it was all gone. Her belly growled and she felt ill, but she was ready to move on. Julie gave her a deep, sensual kiss before she left. She appreciated the gesture, but it only served to excite her even more. In the hallway she tried again to slip a finger past the tight-fitting belt, but no angle allowed entrance. She huffed, moving her long hair back over her ear before knocking on Willa’s door.
 
The white door opened, leading to a clean, colorless room. How does this simple-minded girl get ‘me’ in trouble? She couldn’t hide a sneer as she looked at Willa. Her simple, bucktooth smile and withdrawn eyes made Traci angry just looking at her. The freckled nose, big brown eyes, and lush lips – I bet a bunch of viewers want to protect her. She scoffed at the thought. Don’t they see she’s a feeble-minded whore?
 
“This way, Traci.” Willa brought her into the bathroom.
“Are you fucking serious?” She snapped as she saw the nozzle on the end of the shower hose. “Why an enema?”
“I’m just told what to do. I don’t want to-“
“Oh shut the hell up.” Traci set her jaw as she reached back and leaned forward.
“What are you doing?” Willa spoke meekly. “They said you have to keep it all in.”
 
Traci didn’t respond, standing up with a crinkled nose. She sighed defiantly before taking the hose and inserting the smooth nozzle. She reached back to turn on the flow, but again Willa cut in, saying she was supposed to control it. Traci threw her hands up in defeat, leaning on the toilet seat as Willa cranked the handle. A small amount of air came first, then the water flooded inside. She stumbled ahead, failing to hide the incredible discomfort she was feeling.
 
Willa turned the handles counting up as she stepped back. “1, 2, 3, 4…”
The flow was overwhelming, causing Traci to shift and complain. Her heavy breasts bounced as she stood, clenching her teeth as a steady flow of water pushed in and around the vibrator and rubber ball. A burp slipped out as she placed a hand on her belly. She felt even more queasy now, but she knew The Master wouldn’t do anything too severe.
 
She turned back to Willa with a pointed glare. “What fucking number are you going to? Can you even count that high?”
“37, 38, 39…”
“Jesus!” Traci stomped her barefoot upon the tile. She whimpered as she felt her expanding belly. Her flat stomach was now swollen and tight, showing a prominent gut on her shapely body. She had taken inflations before, but without being able to touch herself it was far more difficult. She moved over to the sink area, putting her leg up and humping the edge of the counter. She tried desperately to enjoy the enema, but the dull pressure on her pussy didn’t help at all. Goddamn this fucking chastity belt! I need to cum! She grunted in disappointment bringing her leg down.
 
“58, 59, 60!” Willa quickly turned the handles, stopping the water flow. “Keep it in or we have to refill.” Willa pulled the hose, making Traci gasp and back up. She squeaked as it came free, audibly popping from her ass.
 
“What the… No…” Traci pleaded, her straight eyebrows curling upward. “I can’t…”
 
Willa spun her around, her eyes getting bigger as she saw her distended belly. Her eyes slid up after a pause and she took hold of Traci’s cheeks, giving her a long closed-eyed kiss. Traci blinked with surprise, her expression still fraught with pain. She clenched her ass tight as she was led from the room and into the next one.
 
Only three rooms to go. I can do this. I have to do this. Who knows what happens if I fail. She leaned on the wall as she knocked. The younger Russian girl invited her in with a cold stare. Nika sat on her bed – her young, firm body looking immaculate under the warm lights. Her smooth, light skin made her dusky eyes and glistening lips pop.  Her modest, upturned breasts sitting on display while she leaned back on the light blue sheets.
 
She nodded to the empty enema syringe sitting on an end table. “That is for you.”
“I can’t take any more water!” Traci groaned, showing great pain as she held her belly.
“It’s not water. Bring it to me.”
Traci did as she asked, but every movement was slow and calculated. “Ugh, here.”
Nika took the plastic syringe and drew in a full pump of air. “Spin around.”
 
Traci turned around and bent down. Her full belly hung as she focused on keeping her ass tight. She wanted to spray water into this bitch’s face, but she resisted the urge. Nika pressed the tip in and carefully delivered air into her bowels. She felt the air move deeper, mixing with the water as more pushed in. It was even more uncomfortable than she imagined. Her stomach gurgled as it expanded beneath her.
 
“Ugh, ah, I c-can’t!”
“Halfway done.” Nika took it out and pulled more air into the tube before reinserting it.
 
With her juices flowing around the metal area of the chastity belt, Traci was almost in tears. She needed to pee too, but she knew that if she went to the bathroom then it all would come out. The vibrator still wiggled inside her, but she had grown accustomed to it. She was on the verge of giving up, admitting defeat to her employer and everyone who watched. Nika went even slower with this dose of air, prolonging her torment as the air bubbled inside her.
 
“If you’re going to do it then go fast!” Traci snapped looking over her shoulder with agitation.
 
Nika obliged, pushing the remainder in without pause. It was too much, making Traci pull away as she squeezed her ass shut. A quick fart escaped as the rest moved deeper. Her belly was quite pronounced now, looking very pregnant with water and air. Traci growled and stomped around, looking to the bathroom and contemplating stopping prematurely.
 
“Better hurry to the next room.” Nika sniggered. “Don’t want to spill on the way… Unless you want me to make you feel better.” She purred as she approached Traci from behind, reaching beneath her arms to hold her breasts.
 
Traci had to focus on keeping her ass sealed, allowing the girl to touch her freely. She felt the girl’s perky breasts pressing against her back as delicate hands cupped her own bosoms. The small girl pushed her crotch forward into Traci’s ample rump. It felt nice, but her only thought was of how much she wanted… needed to cum. She was filled painfully full, but her main desire was to remove the restraint. The soft caress of the Russian girl made the yearning desire ten times worse, but she was in no state to resist.
 
Brushing Traci’s long hair aside, Nika planted soft, sensual kisses along her neck. A shiver ran through Traci’s body as the girl’s hands slid lower, running along her belly and down to her waist. It was escalating into a rough embrace as Nika held her close, kissing more forcefully. Traci whimpered as she built the willpower to step away, desperately trying not to release all the fluid collected inside her.
 
She lumbered into the hall, moving to Taryn’s room. She was startled by her entrance, taking an average-sized green butt plug from her bedside table. Traci was sweating as she leaned over the bed, awaiting its insertion. She was too pained to refuse the plug. Taryn came behind her, rubbing some lubricant on the toy before spreading her visitor’s ass. She lined up and eased the tip inside. Traci bit her lip and pushed back. Her ass swallowed the object, causing her to sink lower. She did find some relief, now able to focus on the rest of her pain instead of holding her asshole shut.
 
The pudgy girl had a warm, friendly expression that gave her comfort. All those times I fucked her over to win some competition… I feel kind of bad. Ugh… She fought through the various pains in her water-laden body. I wonder if she knows we’re on an internet live-feed. Taryn rubbed her back as she thought. Eh, she’s just too bland and stupid to be a favorite. Taryn reached back suddenly and took hold of the plug, shifting it up and down in her ass.
 
“Ah, ugh… ugh…” Traci groaned as the toy pulled her asshole open.
 
It was difficult to stand, but Taryn helped her to the door, pinching her nipples to help her concentrate. Taryn sent her on her way with a playful spank, making her stumble clumsily into the hall. I don’t feel so bad now… fucking bitch. She glanced to the other end, seeing the violet door. I kind of miss Lilly. She knew how to be entertaining. She was fun to fuck with. Maybe she’ll be back.
 
After reminiscing, she opened the final door. Katja stood with her arms crossed. The bright-eyed blonde looked unusually playful as she sprawled in her seat. Her thick, rosy lips and large pink nipples were the only color on the pale blonde girl. Her striking blue eyes darted to the long metal pole that stood erect in the center of the room. She gestured to the pole with a knowing smirk.
 
“What is that for?”
 “Your ass. Have a seat.” Katja’s spoke with a thick accent.
“You can’t be serious. Do you know what I’ve been through?”
“I know. You look tired and this is the only seat I offer.”
“My ass is already full – but if you take this off…” Traci tugged on her chastity belt. “Please?”
“No. Sit.”
 
Traci stared for a moment, disbelieving what she heard. She knew she had to listen, but that meant she needed to remove her plug. It’s all going to come out… Why did The Master give me the plug first? Unless he wants me to sit with it in! Ha! That’s not so bad then. Opening her ass, Traci waddled to the pole and centered the rounded end against her butt-plug. She leaned back, causing an aching pain as the plug went in to its limit. She let out a stabilizing breath as she looked to the observing European girl.
 
“Happy?” Traci glared.
 
The wooden chair flexed as Katja arose. She walked leisurely, coming over to run a finger down her visitor’s spine. Traci shivered, balancing atop the tall metal pole as she hugged her belly. She was sweaty and breathing laboriously. The dark, ambient lighting would normally relax her, but the pasty woman circling her made her uneasy.
 
The girl put two cold hands on her shoulders as she leaned close and whispered. “Fuck you.”
 
A sharp pain made Traci squeal in agony. She felt the plug in her ass pop in entirely, pressing upward as she slid lower on the metal shaft. She was moving lower without help now, her legs sliding outward upon the fine carpet. Her weight pulled her down. She tried to reach for Katja, but she moved back, watching her torment with glee. Traci couldn’t stop her slow, painful descent.
 
“Ah, oh fuck… ah…” Traci slowed and finally stopped, nervously looking around as she froze in place. “Help!” She was afraid to make any movements. The vibrator was still going and now, as it wedged against the other items, was stirring the water inside. She groaned as her ass clenched tightly around the slender pole. Her feet were mostly outstretched, placing most of her weight upon her heels and the shaft jabbed up her butt. She carefully placed her hands upon her knees, catching her breath as she prepared to move.
 
A deep breath caused the plug to shift inside her. She abruptly slid lower, causing her to whimper in distress. She felt the vibrator wiggling as she looked down. Her water-filled belly was trembling ever so slightly and it let out loud growls as the air churned. Her vision was blurry. She felt close to passing out from the ache in her bowels. Taking a moment to collect herself, Traci grit her teeth and pulled her heavy body upward.
 
She nearly pulled free when Katja stopped her. She looked with despair as she dropped back down, forcing the metal rod deeper into her ass. The plug pressed against the vibrator and that pressed the ball farther inside. She was packed so tightly that no water came out. Her pussy was sopping wet behind the chastity belt, but she was too hurt to have interest in an orgasm. She wanted desperately to get off of the metal pole, but she was worried Katja might stop her again.
 
Tears started rolling down her cheeks as she begged. “I’m done, I can’t take it. Please help me.”
“You want help?” Katja opened a nearby drawer and held up a small key. “Beg you whore.”
“I will do anything you want, let me go!” Traci couldn’t maintain any form of composure. “It hurts and I can’t handle it. I need you to help me up! I’m sorry for everything… PLEASE!” Her inflated body quaked as she sobbed. She wasn’t moving any lower now, but she was too scared to move.
 
Katja’s good nature faded, changing into her usual guarded expression. She unlocked the belt and loosened the straps, allowing it to fall to the floor. She put her arms around Traci and lifted her awkwardly. They were both careful, avoiding any fast movements. Traci wasn’t off entirely when her desire returned. She pulled Katja close pressing their bodies together. She was in immense pain, but she needed to cum.
 
The full-bellied brunette perched atop the metal shaft grabbed the fair-skinned woman’s hips. She grabbed handfuls of the springy ass, forcing their shaven mounds to touch. The Russian woman’s nipples pressed into hers and she didn’t try to resist. They moved, breathing heavily as they drank in one another’s scent. They weren’t friends, but they both enjoyed the embrace. Traci yearned for an orgasm, her teary eyes glistening as she kissed Katja.
 
With a loud moan, Traci jerked violently, sliding a little lower on the pole as her long legs trembled. She let out a couple of quick squirts onto the carpet beneath them. Her orgasm lasted for a while, her tensed body finally able to unwind. She gasped weakly as goosebumps formed on her radiant skin. Her head bobbing as her eyelids hung low.
 
Moving her hips with excitement, Katja slid her hands through Traci’s voluminous brown hair, gently biting her long neck as the orgasm passed. She reached lower and held onto Traci’s rump, pulling her up and off of the unyielding object shoved up her butt. Traci took a few steps to find balance, using Katja for support.
 
“You can empty now.” The stoic expression showed a hint of sadness. “Go back to your old ways.”
Traci looked at her in utter surrender. “I’m really sorry.” She showed her teeth in pain as she gestured to the bathroom.
 
It was apparent that Katja didn’t believe her, but she felt compelled to help anyway. With some care, the Russian girl walked her into the bathtub and removed the butt-plug. A deluge of water blasted out, mixing with air as it sprayed. Loud, sputtering farts and soft, pained grunts could be heard as Katja washed her hands and returned to her bed. She almost felt bad to see Traci get her long deserved punishment… almost. She reached a hand between her legs, rubbing her clit as she listened to Traci’s misery.

Mind Break

Standard

She regretted everything that led her to this point. She glanced at the counter, seeing the stack of money that drew her into this predicament. She was tied to the worn twin-sized bed as the unsavory man stood looming over her naked body. His eyes lingered on her full, natural breasts, moving lower along her toned midriff, and then to her shaven snatch. He ran a cold hand along her muscular legs and rubbed her manicured foot for a moment.
 
“You always took care of yourself.” His gaze met hers. “At least that was until you fucked me over.”
 
He had no idea someone new was in Angelica’s body. She tried to resist, but this man was very strong in spite of his weight. The chunky man had cold, squinting eyes and a plump face that smiled often. He was charismatic when needed, but it was only a façade. He ran fingers up her leg and along her side, making her squirm as he traced over her plush lips.
 
“You were my best and that is what makes this so hard for me.” He stepped out of the room, returning with a sun-bleached garden hose. He uncoiled it as he moved, holding up the end at the foot of the bed. “After some… incentive… Marcus told me you were into enemas now.” He gave an unsettling smile. “Guess I’ll have to oblige.”
 
He made her lick the hose nozzle, getting the slender brass tip well lubricated. He brought it lower with excitement in his eyes, pushing the flared tip between her bountiful ass cheeks. She squeaked as he shoved it deeper and deeper, making her take a large portion of the hose as well. She gasped and flailed, but he continued pushing it inside her. It was wedged painfully in her belly when he stepped into the bathroom to start the flow.
 
Air pushed into her belly before the cool water started filling her. It caused sudden cramps, making her midsection ache as she filled. She tried again to break free, but it was impossible. She looked into the small bedside mirror, showing her perfect teeth as she struggled. Unable to evade the steady flow of water, she saw the worry in her big brown eyes. This body was new enough to distract her for a moment, making her study the pained expression of the beautiful woman in the reflection. She groaned as a pain crept into her core, making her twist and squirm.
 
He rubbed a finger along her pussy, smiling as he raised it. “I guess you’re into a bunch of freaky shit these days, huh?” He brought it to her mouth, making her taste her excitement. “You disappoint me, Angelica.”
“Just let me go and I’ll get you all the money you need! I made a mistake, but I’ll fix everything!”
“I don’t trust a skank like you.” He put a finger in between her legs, rubbing her g-spot. “I have to break you again, don’t I?” He removed the finger when she started to enjoy it.
He was talking about the woman who was in the body before, but she was trapped in a younger girl’s body now. A shame I had to ditch it, she thought. Ugh, but why did I have to pick this one?
 
He rubbed her clit again, making her rise and moan, but again he left her unfulfilled. She thought back to her first experience. The first body she had moved into. Feeling liquid pouring into her ass as she waited helplessly. Her mind raced, feeling pain and pleasure from this torture. How many bodies have I been through? Why do I want this? Do I want this?
 
“I guess you’re enjoying this too much. I guess I’ll turn up the flow!” The man left and soon she could feel the pressure increase. “Oh, I forgot, I have something I need to do. Be back in a few!” He called from the other room.
 
She heard the door close, followed by quiet. She tried to slide her ass along the bed to pull it free, but it only caused an ache deep in her belly. The water poured in as she fought to escape. Thrashing against the bed, she couldn’t escape from the bindings. She struggled, letting out a frustrated scream before finally giving up. She looked down, past her generous chest to her swelling belly. Cramps came and went as the water collected in her stomach.
 
She turned to the mirror again, watching her beautiful face twisting in discomfort. Her perfectly manicured eyebrows turned high in pain. Her lush, glistening lips parting subtly. Her deep brown eyes contrasting with her tan skin. I just had to go for the sexiest girl I could find. I can’t keep going like this. If I get out of this alive then I’m fucking done! I don’t even care about that fucking ring anymore!
 
The water was rushing in faster than she realized. Her stomach gurgled, making her tense and groan. Her belly swelled, approaching the size of her massive fake tits. This girl had a great boob job. They sit perfectly and they feel fantastic. They caused some balance issues at first, but I bet you get used to them. Another pain brought her back to the moment. She looked to the ceiling, realizing that she had to persevere.
 
I need to own this body to keep my sanity! I’m Angelica! I’m a high-class whore and that asshole just wants me to submit. I’ll submit for now, but I’ll get free eventually and head back to Mexico. She let out a stabilizing breath. Just relax and wait, that’s all you have to do. He won’t let you die like this, he’s just manipulating you.
 
Glancing down, she could see her stomach was huge, looking heavily pregnant as she lay upon her back. She ached from the sheer volume of water collecting inside, but she also felt some excitement. She tried to enjoy the situation, thinking of a thick cock plowing into her pussy. Thinking of a finger working her clit. She raised her hips into the air, feeling the hose shift. Sudden pain made her drop back into place and focus on the agony.
 
“Fuck!” She spoke to an empty room. “Ugh! Come back!”
 
He really left me. She let out an angry groan, hitting her head against the pillow, frustrated that she couldn’t touch herself to alleviate some of her distress. She felt incredibly heavy as she tried to pull against her bonds. Her full belly sloshed side to side, pulling her more than she wanted. She raised herself, scanning the room for any means of escape.
 
The house was a cluttered mess, but anything helpful was beyond reach. An idea came suddenly. Closing her legs at the knees, she was able to pinch the hose shut with her thighs. It was awkward and painful, but she was able to lift away and pull a small section of the hose out. She took a moment to allow the discomfort to pass. Before trying again she looked down, seeing a bulge forming in the thick hose. She felt the water pressure building and she knew a big blast of water was trying to force past.
 
She held it at bay for a minute, feeling her shaky legs slipping as the diameter of the hose increased. She whimpered as she felt the water sneaking in and then she had to give up. She let out a loud, humiliating grunt as she bucked wildly. The incredibly large dose of water forced its way into her belly, making it grow even larger. She was on the verge of tears as she looked up, unable to escape as the water-filled her like a balloon.
 
Her big, squishy breasts nestled beneath her tied arms. They seemed to have grown somewhat too, but they may have just been moved by her gargantuan belly. She looked like one of those mothers she’d seen on the news, expecting to have five or six kids. Even her ass felt squishier now.
 
She tried to repeat the maneuver from before to extract a little more of the hose. She breathed through her teeth as the built-up water blasted inside, but it worked. Then she did it again and again. She made progress, but it was quickly draining her energy. She did it five times before stopping, but it still felt pretty deep in her ass. The flow continued and her body grew.
 
She was in a bad state, huffing and sobbing when she heard the door open. She sat up as the pimp passed by the doorway. Shortly after she felt the water stop. He came in with a big grin, his devious eyes enjoying the view. Her thick, naked body was on full display, with her shaven pussy nestled between her meaty thighs. Her pleasantly large breasts pressed against her over-filled stomach and every movement caused a slight ripple to spread throughout her inflated body.
 
“You look like a frog.” He laughed, holding something in his hand as he came closer. “You remember the day that I took you in and made you my best bitch?” He grabbed the cord and pulled hard. She gasped and raised her hips, involuntarily clamping upon the hose as it slid out. The nozzle popped out of her tight ass, letting a splash of water go onto the sheets.
 
He tossed the hose aside, watching her writhe for a time before he used the object in his hand. He pushed the plug in, forcing her ass open as it fit in place. She let out a sad groan, lamenting the incredible pain that washed through her body. She flailed in the damp bed, but it was useless. The man ran his large hand along her full belly, smirking as he moved to her breast and pinched a nipple. She pulled at the ropes, trying to hit him, but he only pinched harder.
 
Finally, he let go. He slapped her tits, one after the other, enjoying their weight. “Well, I think it’s time to have a little throwback to that first time. What do you say, Angelica?”
“We can work something out.” She had to pause to fight through an audible cramp.
 
The pimp whistled and another man stepped through the doorway. A guy with slick hair and an underdeveloped beard came in to look upon her. He showed approval as he ran a hand along her inner thigh, barely grazing her wet slit. She was ashamed by how loud she moaned. The guy grinned, looking to the pimp before grabbing her boob and squeezing hard.
 
“You letting me get on this, Ron?”
“Sure am, you can even go in bare if you want.”
The younger man scoffed. “Really?”
 
“Yep, she’s barren, so no worries there. She barely gets any use these days anyway. Most of her clientele likes other kinky shit.” The man slid the buttplug up and down inside her, making her squirm and whine. “That’s why she’s got the bulk now!” He poked a couple of fingers into her snatch, working them around and laughing as she thrust into it. He pulled back before she could cum and she gave him a death glare. He responded by making her lick his fingers. “Well, I’ll just leave you to it.”
 
Ron left and the other guy immediately undid his pants and cast his shirt aside. He put his thick cock on her lips, slapping it against them until she opened. He warned her against biting, so she decided to comply. She was at their mercy, but as long as she got out of this situation she could get away forever.
 
She took his shaft back to her tonsils, gagging as he pressed deeper. He followed her along, pinning her against the pillow and driving in all the way. She retched, making her belly quake for his delight. He pulled back, allowing her a moment to recover before driving in again. He pumped her mouth for a minute, surprising her from time to time with unexpected thrusts. Tears caused her makeup to run and she thought she was going to pass out when he eventually stopped.
 
“You’re quite the picture.” He stepped back, his cock springing in the air as he moved around to fuck her. “You can bite down here all you want!” He smiled.
 
The tip pressed in. She couldn’t tell if it was due to the water or he was so thick, but it ached as he eased in. Her belly roiled constantly and now he was pressing into it. She was in great distress as he poked his cock all the way into her pussy. When he started moving the pain lessened and she knew she was close to cumming. It was so wet and she couldn’t resist pushing into his thrusts. Her excitement built as she closed her eyes, trying to ignore the aching in her belly.
 
He leaned forward, pressing down on her stomach and pulling her back from orgasm. She glared at him, but his eyes were closed. She watched with sadness as he put more of his weight upon her and pushed in to the limit. His thick cock jerked in her loins, making her gasp loudly with each surge of cum. The pain in her abdomen was too intense to enjoy anything. She was angry, showing her teeth as the man got up.
 
“Well, sorry to leave you all hot and bothered, but I just couldn’t last. You got the best cooch I ever felt!” The man put on his clothes and fastened his belt.
“Wait! Finger me a little. Please, I just need a little help!” She pleaded.
 
The man only smiled as he disappeared through the doorway. Ron came in with more rope, tying it around the plug and her hips, keeping the toy firmly in place. It took time and she was desperate for someone to touch her pussy.
 
“Please… just a few seconds. That’s all I need.”
He pulled the rope snug, making the plug push a little deeper. He put a hand on her belly and pressed down, making her scream and sway side to side frantically. “Good and snug! I’m going out again and when I get back we’ll see about helping you out.”
 
She begged him not to go, but the door closed and only silence followed. She screamed for help, but nobody came. She flopped in the bed, but it only increased her suffering. She tried to distract herself, thinking of ways to escape once he untied her. Time passed, but she knew it hadn’t been long.
 
She had to pee, but the full belly somehow made it easier to hold. Maybe I’m just distracted by all the fucking water in my ass! She was downright mad now. Mad at herself for being in this situation, but mostly because she couldn’t cum. She closed her thighs, hoping the rope would help her out, but it was too far to the sides. I can’t fucking do this! What the hell is he doing!
 
“Get back in here! I’m fucking done!” She yelled. “I give up! I’ll be your bitch!” She pulled at the ropes with all of her strength. “I’ll do anything! Just fuck me!” She breathed heavily, thinking about how desperate she was. She wanted that sleazy motherfucker to come back. She wanted him to fuck her. The thought wasn’t as appalling after everything she’d been through. Even if I don’t get another body – I will be so fucking elated to get out of here. I have to get out!
 
She started crying, watching the natural light fade from the room. Hours passed, leaving her in near darkness. Every sound made her hope for his return, but she was disappointed repeatedly. She was cold and despairing, wishing for someone to find her. Then footsteps approached in the hall. Keys jingled and the door finally opened. The light came on in the main room. Her heart raced with excitement.
 
The man came in, switching on the light, blinding her momentarily. “Have a good nap?”
“Please, let me go to the bathroom.” She spoke weakly. “I c-can’t…”
“Not yet, whore.” He sat on the edge of the bed, running a hand along her soft, rounded belly. It grumbled in response, trembling as air shifted inside. “Looks like you’re holding it pretty well. Think I should head back out?”
“No! I-I’ll do anything you want. Let me go, p-please!” Angelica bawled. “I’m so, so sorry. I can’t take this anymore!”
The man moved a hand lower, pressing into her pelvic bone. “Want some relief first?”
“Yes! Please! God please!” Her eyelids grew heavy as she let out a low moan.
 
He grazed her clit, making her buck wildly in a humorous display. He didn’t continue, making her upset once again. She showed her perfect teeth as her agitation turned to sadness. He brought his hand lower, holding it near her pussy to build anticipation. Tears formed in her eyes as she moved her hips expectantly. She was desperate to cum after so long, but he pulled away with a huge grin. The man got up and went to the other room. She screamed, demanding that he return to finish her.
 
“Nah, you need more time.”
 
She whimpered as she heard him turn on the television. She shifted uncomfortably, feeling pain throughout her body and a deep yearning for sexual stimulation. I’m so goddamned close! “Get back in here you piece of shit! Untie me now and I’ll do anything you fucking want! I’ll let you fuck me over and over, I’ll be your bitch.” He turned up the volume to drown out her yelling. “I can’t handle this anymore! I’m going to die if you don’t let me out!”
 
She continued, vocally lamenting her situation until the television went silent. Quick, heavy footsteps approached. The pimp stepped in with cold, distant eyes. He stepped beside her and placed a hand in the center of her stomach, pressing down firmly. Angelica shrieked in agony, trapped in place as he pressed with extreme force. With the plug in her ass, there was only one way to go.
 
She retched, feeling something coming up her throat. He responded by holding her mouth closed. She felt some warm water collecting in her puffed cheeks, but she managed to swallow it again. He proceeded to grab her nipples and roughly pull her tits into the air. She followed them up for a moment until they slipped from his fingers. She fell back, sobbing as he looked her over.
 
“Why do you make me hurt you, Angel?” He untied two of her bonds, helping her to clumsily sit up. “Don’t try anything or I’ll make you regret it.” He took a minute, retying her hands behind her back. “I feel bad, so I’m going to let you come out there…”
 
She pulled one hand free, pushing him back. She frantically fingered her pussy, but he grabbed her wrist and hit her in the side. It wasn’t very hard, but even the slightest hit caused her great pain. She crumpled up, failing to cum once again as he forcefully brought her wrists together behind her back and tied them together. She didn’t resist anymore, allowing him to unbind her legs from the bed and tie them together at the ankles.
 
He pushed her over, making her lay on her swollen belly. She raised up, having to keep her ass high to limit the pressure on her stomach. He checked the ropes keeping the plug in place, pleased by how well he tied them. He slapped her ass lightly, making her jerk ahead and put weight on her belly. She let out a squeak of torment as he hit her springy ass again. He hit harder and harder, spanking her broad ass cheeks. He loved watching her apple ass shake in response to his hits.
 
Angelica let out sad whimpers and tired grunts. Her hands were bound too high and she couldn’t block the hits or evade them in any way. She tried not to pull away either, because every inch she moved caused her stomach to press into the bed. But, every few strikes were harder than before and she couldn’t resist, sometimes causing more pain from her gurgling belly than from the rough spanking.
 
Tears rolled down her cheeks when he stopped. She felt his fingers upon the plug before he firmly moved it up and down in her ass. She let out an indecent, awkward moan as he worked it in her asshole. A dull ache spread throughout her body and she could barely stand as he yanked her upright. He walked her out to the other room, sitting her in a cheap kitchen chair. Her red ass ached as she plopped down, but the plug didn’t bother her now, as it had already moved as deep as it could.
 
The man stepped away and returned with a pitcher of water. He set it on the table as he sat across from her. “Drink this and I’ll let you cum.”
 
Angelica sniffled, letting out a miserable sigh. She didn’t want anything else in her body, but she absolutely needed to cum. Even after all of the abuse, she was still anxious and aroused. She gave a small nod. Ron found a cheap plastic funnel and put it in her mouth. She closed her velvety lips around it and watched as the man happily poured the cool water down her throat. She gulped it down, keeping up for a few moments before too much collected. He paused, allowing her to drink it all before continuing.
 
It was depressing to see such a small amount missing from the pitcher, but she tried to distract herself and kept swallowing. She looked around, trying to think of ways to escape, but her mind was too focused on the water collecting in her mouth. She drank and drank, but she only made it halfway before she motioned to stop. Ron sat down, inspecting her water-filled body as she caught her breath.
 
“Fine, you don’t have to drink anymore. Instead, you just have to suck me off and then I’ll help you out.” Ron slid his shorts off, showing his modestly sized shaft. He brought her head lower, making her lean down upon her enormous belly. She was only barely able to reach his cock and the position was obviously difficult to hold, but her desire for sweet release overcame her hardship.
 
Angelica sucked his cock in, working her tongue along his dick quickly. He ran his hands through her long, highlighted brown hair, taking a handful as she moved. He forced her to take it all, which made her gag before she accepted it. A loud sound came from her compressed belly and she tried to pull back, but he kept her in place. He fucked her face, enjoying her lewd sounds as drool ran from her lips and onto her buxom chest.
 
He pulled out and took hold of her breasts, mashing them around his cock. He pumped her tits as he moved closer, putting some weight upon her belly. She looked up to him, groaning with her perfect teeth showing past her soft pink lips. Her broad features showed pure agony as he moved and her deep brown eyes pleaded for release. He pumped her tits for a time, leaning into her more and more until her composure finally broke. She started weeping softly and that was all he needed.
 
Ron pumped ropes of cum onto her beautiful face, making her pull back as she sniveled. One shot flew across her closed eye and into her hair. Some dripped into her cleavage as he moved back to inspect her. The over-inflated woman was crying, her big, round body shaking as she sobbed. He glanced at the glistening slit between her spread legs and decided to give her a reward.
 
He slid a finger in, feeling her clamp down tightly. Her sobbing slowed until stopping completely. She held her breath, tensing as she waited for his movements. She looked to him with confusion, taking a few small breaths as he stayed perfectly still. She needed him to move, but words eluded her. She could only sit there, frozen in place and staring into his gleeful eyes. He was so close to her g-spot, but she couldn’t resist.
 
Angelica worked her hips madly, making the chair creak as she tried to get his finger deeper. She moaned and closed her eyes, knowing that an orgasm was unavoidable now. Just then she felt his finger pull back, leaving her to finish without his touch. She opened her eyes in horror, clenching her jaw as she fought through the ruined orgasm. She raised from the chair, thrusting into the air desperately as her body quivered. It would’ve been the best climax of her life and she was heartbroken that she missed it.
 
“I didn’t say you could cum yet.” Ron pulled his shorts up and walked away, turning the lights off as he went to the other room.
“Wait!” She could barely speak now, still feeling aftershocks of the disappointing orgasm. “Let me go…”
The television clicked on again, draining all hope from her mind.

Sight Seeing

Standard

He woke up late in the afternoon, smacking his alarm clock before climbing out of bed. Elliot shuffled down the hall with a mild headache. He started to gain his senses during the shower and after getting dressed he felt decent once again. He heard the door as he headed down to find some breakfast. In the kitchen he found his other sister eating a banana.
 
“Shouldn’t you be at work?”
“Yeah. I couldn’t sleep at all, so I called in.” He actually had stayed up until the early hours toying with the portal maker.
 
He learned a great deal using the pen with Kendra last night. They found that it was extremely subjective to your thoughts. Air and water could pass through portals, but they didn’t unless you wanted them too. He also found that closing a portal while something was passing through wouldn’t harm the object. Something he tried after Kendra went to bed was to make a portal to the moon. He saw a glimpse before the link fizzled. So there is a limit to what it can do.
 
“You going to college anytime soon?” His sister disposed of the peel. “You need to get a better job.”
“I need to figure out what I want to do first.”
“Well, you’ve got time, but don’t be like Kendra.”
 
Emery was completely different than Kendra. She was quiet, guarded, and focused on her schoolwork. She was a year in to college and their parents mostly paid her way. A receptionist’s job helped, but it was only three days a week. Emery was the thinnest woman in the house, but she had a sizable chest and a small waist. She had a bigger nose like Mom, but otherwise she was quite attractive. Her brown eyes matched her long, subtly highlighted hair. She had a resting bitch face. But, when she did smile it was wonderful.
 
“I don’t think anyone can be like Kendra.” He smiled as he retrieved some leftover lasagna.
“You’re right,” Emery smirked. “Think she’ll ever move out?”
“Eventually. Maybe after another argument with Mom and Dad.”
Emery nodded. Kendra had moved out three times so far, but she kept coming back.
 
He caught a glimpse of Emery’s nipples and it was difficult not to stare. She was fairly open with him, but she avoided anything sexual. He knew she would be self-conscious if he mentioned it and he didn’t want a repeat of yesterday. He took another glance, seeing the defined outline of her full breast beneath her V-neck shirt. She was still in her pajamas and it was rare to see her without a bra. The beep of the microwave startled him from his revelry.
 
“Well, got any plans today?” She asked, leaning upon the counter, unintentionally showing her cleavage.
“Nah, I figure just stay in and play something. Better not get caught after calling-in!”
“Smart. The weather is garbage anyway.” She pulled back and headed to the living room. “I’m going to watch T.V. Feel free to join me.” She padded out of the room on her bare feet.
 
Normally he would go rub one out after seeing so much of his normally modest sister, but today he had something better. He ate quickly and trotted back upstairs, hearing Kendra snoring from her room as he passed. Taking the portal rod, he visualized Cybil as he drew a circle on a hardcover book. She leaned upon her hand, showing absolute boredom as she listened to her teacher. Her long, platinum blonde hair contoured to her breasts. She wore a formed shirt that accentuated her full chest.
 
It was her senior year and she took pride in her high grades. She looked tired, though. I know what you were up late doing. Elliot traced another portal, seeing her trimmed blonde pussy. She didn’t have a boyfriend yet, but she certainly enjoyed masturbating. She came four times last night. It was breathtaking. Kendra watched one of them, which was awkward, but she promised to keep it secret.
 
He paused to think for a moment, knowing he was about to do something terrible. He sighed and unzipped his pants. He used a little saliva to lubricate his cock before lining it up with her pussy. He eased it in carefully, just putting the tip in as he looked at her expression. The second portal showed Cybil sitting at the table, suddenly upright and looking around questioningly. The boy next to her noticed, but he turned back to the teacher after a moment.
 
It felt fantastic. Elliot nudged his cock in a little more, making sure not to move much as she acclimated. This was his first time and it was better than he imagined. Cybil closed her eyes as her cheeks turned red. She covered her face as she reached a hand down between her legs. She revealed her eyes, checking for any spectators. She was wet and warm down there and it was difficult for Elliot not to drive in.
 
He snuck a little more in, watching Cybil lean to her side, biting her lip as she brought her arms back above the table. She sat back in her seat, nodding at the guy sitting beside her. He turned away once again, oblivious to the situation. She tried to focus on the lesson, but she was breathing heavily and now sinking lower in her chair. Her boobs looked great in that shirt and she kept fidgeting as she tried to regain composure.
 
Halfway in, he decided to stop there. He was a larger boy, and he didn’t want to actually hurt her. He moved the book up and down gently, easing the cock in and out as he enjoyed her warmth and wetness. Cybil casually checked that no one was watching her before putting her hand below again. She slipped beneath her leggings, stealthily searching for the cause of the sensation. She let out a small gasp as he pushed in.
 
I heard that! He drew back and went in a little faster, making her yelp and turn beet red. I can hear her! Only her. I must have thought about it when I opened the portal. This thing is full of surprises. He went slower now, trying to prolong the wonderful feeling and avoid getting her caught. He reached over and grabbed a sock, preparing to cum soon. He continued, getting closer and closer.
 
The door creaked open and his heart skipped a beat. Kendra grinned as she stepped in and locked the door. She wore loose-fitting pajamas that still showed her sexy curves. She held a finger up to her lips. “Emery is in the bathroom. You gotta be quiet.”
“Damn it, Kendra! Even though it’s unlocked you still have to knock!” He angrily whispered.
She ignored the comment, coming over to stand by him. “Holy shit, you’re actually in her? You’re so bad!”
“Kendra, get out!” He couldn’t stop himself from moving the book as she approached. “Why are you in here?”
“For the portal thing, stupid.” She crossed her arms, squishing her full chest beneath the shirt.
“Not now!” He was so close.
“Oh, just finish already!” She pushed the book down, making his cock go in almost entirely. She didn’t move her hand, keeping him trapped in the soft, wet pussy.
 
Cybil gasped loudly through the portal. Everyone looked as she covered her face and leaned forward. She couldn’t speak after being pushed wide by his meaty cock. Elliot made a futile attempt to pull out, but his sister didn’t notice in time, keeping the book held in place. His shaft jerked violently as he released, delivering thick blasts of cum into Cybil’s warm hole. She gasped again and again as he shot more. Kendra raised the book, seeing jizz sliding down his cock, finally realizing what she had caused.
 
“Uh, oops.” Kendra gave a weak smile. “Sorry.”
“Ah, oh no… Oh no!” His voice grew louder. “What did you do?”
“You are the one that came-“
“Kendra, why?!” Elliot wiped Cybil’s pussy with his hand before wiping it on his shirt.
 
Through the portal, Cybil asked the teacher to go to the bathroom. She hurried along, walking hastily out the door and past the few people in the halls. She darted into a bathroom and checked her panties. “What is happening to me?” She lamented collecting some of his cum on her finger. “Did this come from me?” She inspected it for a moment before wiping it away.
 
“What do I do?” Elliot tucked his cock away and set the book down.
“She had no idea it was from you, what’s the problem?”
“I came in her! What if she gets pregnant?!”
Kendra put a hand on his shoulder. “Don’t freak out, I’m sure she’s on birth control, it will be fine.”
“But, what if she’s not? We should tell her!”
“Alright, fine, we’ll just get a morning-after pill and put it in her food or something.” Seeing his uncertainty, she took the pen and made a small portal on the back of the book. She reached through and snatched a box of the drug before closing the portal. “See? Easy.”
“Where did you…?”
“I got it from the pharmacy.”
She knew where to find it. He had serious reservations about the theft and dosing Cybil, but he didn’t want to get her pregnant. “Okay. Can you take care of it, though?”
“Of course, little brother.” She frazzled his hair teasingly before striking away the open portals to his lover. “Play a game or something. I’ll be back in about an hour.” She put the portal rod and the pill into her pocket before leaving the room.

In the hall, she found Emery carrying a laundry basket downstairs. “What was that about?”
“Oh, nothing, just Elliot being a drama queen.”
“What are you taking care of?”
How much did she hear? “He wants me to talk to Cybil for him. He’s got a crush.” Kendra hoped her misdirection worked.
“The blonde girl next door?” She scoffed.
“What do you have against her?”
“Nothing, I guess. She just comes across as being snobby.”
Kendra rolled her eyes. “You don’t even know her.”
Emery scoffed again, continuing to the steps. “Just calling it like I see it.”
 
Kendra ignored her judgmental sister and went into her room. She locked the door, not wanting Elliot to disturb her. Cybil was back in class, so she had to wait to give her the pill. Sitting in bed, Kendra thought about how to use the magical black portal pen in her hand. She was horny, but using the portal to lick herself took so much effort. It’s nice, but it just doesn’t feel right. I need a dick! She huffed, pressing her head into her pillows.
 
She kind of missed her ex, but she knew he was a complete dick. Fuck him. He’s a lazy piece of shit that wants to get high and play games rather than bring me on a date! She sneered as she looked to the ceiling. I don’t want to see his face, I just want his cock. I should do something to fuck with him. She made a portal in her desk chair, and as soon as she finished the circle a penis appeared. It was limp and small, but a few gentle touches made it grow before her eyes.
 
It wasn’t as big as her brother’s cock, but it was still big enough. She got down and ran her tongue along the underside of the shaft, rolling it around the head and smiling as it twitched. She used a hand to stroke it and the other to fondle the balls at the base. She worked her tongue for a minute, wondering what was going through his mind. He’s probably so stoned that he won’t even remember this.
 
Placing her hands to the sides, she swallowed and opened her throat, taking his cock all the way in. She gave great blowjobs, she’d heard, and it helped that she didn’t gag easily. She put out her tongue, moving it along his balls as she closed her throat. Andrew is probably trying to pull back, but he can’t escape it this way! She raised up and moved her hands aside for support, taking his dick past her tonsils, making loud, shameful noises.
 
Pulling back to keep just the tip in her lips and then going down to lick the balls, she was reminding him of what he no longer had. She sucked as she pulled up and she was startled by a sudden blast of cum. She went down, feeling it hit the back of her throat before collecting in her mouth. She swallowed the last few shots, leaning low to drink the rest of the cum she held.
 
Wiping her mouth and removing her pants, Kendra opened her pussy and lined it up. She lowered herself, feeling the warm, thick cock pressing into her wet pussy. She hadn’t given him much recovery time, and she was certain that he was squirming on the opposite side of the portal. Remember, you’re pleasuring me, you asshole! She sat back, moving her hips in the seat. She put her hands on her knees, making her chair squeak as she rocked.
 
She wanted her vibrator, but she didn’t want to get up. Opening a portal upon her desk, she reached through to grab her toy from inside her dresser drawer. She closed the portal and opened another to see her own asshole, allowing easy access. She licked the toy and eased it in, gasping with delight as she was penetrated from both sides. She turned the vibrator on and moved forward, feeling the toy press deeper as it pulled through the portal and came to rest upon her chair. Next, she retrieved a towel, awkwardly putting it beneath her ass, using her muscles to keep the toy in place as she moved.
 
Now, ready to finish, she focused, rubbing her clit as she rode the cock and vibrator. He should be about to come again- As she expected, she felt his cock throbbing again, shooting thick ropes of jizz into her loins. It was so slippery down there now, and she was even more aroused by the thought of Andrew suffering through her non-stop fucking. Kendra loved it, moving faster as she reached her own climax.
 
In a rush, she decided to open a portal to see his face. I want to watch you squirm! She tried to prolong her delight, but the orgasm was unstoppable now. She used the pen, making a shaky portal as she trembled with pleasure. It felt amazing. She closed her eyes, jerking as the aftershocks passed. Her senses finally returned to normal and she saw Andrew sitting in a chair, playing an online video-game, talking as if nothing had happened.
 
Kendra sprang up, taking the vibrator out as she inspected the cock in her seat. She looked at Andrew again, trying to understand the situation. She made another portal on a book, seeing a limp cock dangling as she held the surface upright. With concern, she fondled the balls, watching Andrew’s expression changed abruptly. She dropped the book, standing with shock. She compared the cock from the book and the chair, realizing they weren’t from the same person. She closed both portals leading to Andrew and ran to her brother’s room.

Kendra burst into the room, wearing nothing below the waist. “Elliot, come here!”
He barely managed to pause his game as she grabbed his arm and yanked him towards the door. ”What the hell? What if Emery sees?” Her thick ass bounced, drawing his attention.
“Elliot, this can’t wait!” She brought him into her room and locked the door. “I don’t know who I fucked!” She shook her head, standing breathless. “I don’t know who that belongs to!” She pointed to the flaccid cock lying in her chair. She took a moment to explain the situation.
 
“Were you thinking about someone when you made the portal? Even for a second?”
“I don’t know!”
“Well, think about it for a second. If it’s not Andrew then who else was in your mind?”
Kendra rolled her eyes, letting out a long sigh. “I don’t know!”
“Fine, make a portal to see the people you know and see who reacts.”
 
Kendra ran a hand through her bright green hair as she thought. She nodded after a minute and made four portals, one to each of her previous boyfriends other than Andrew. Their faces showed varying expressions as they went about their day. She wrapped her soft hand around the limp cock, working it with a relaxed wrist until it grew hard. After a few seconds she gave up, seeing that none of her boyfriends showed any unusual reaction.
 
“I’m freaked out, Elliot!” Her big eyes studied him. “Who the fuck is that attached to?”
He shrugged. “Maybe someone else you just had a quick thought about? You obviously wanted to fuck with him, so maybe someone he knows?”
 
Her full, pierced lips opened in surprise. She made another portal to someone Elliot had only seen in passing. Kendra ran her finger down the underside of the cock, seeing the man cringe before covering his face. He looked around, checking if anyone noticed. It took a moment to figure out that he was walking down a hallway.
 
Kendra turned red. “Holy shit. It’s Justin.” Her eyes shot from the ceiling to the floor, and then finally onto the cock standing at attention in her chair. “Justin is Andrew’s best friend.”
Elliot couldn’t help laughing. “You certainly showed Andrew!”
“It’s not funny!” Kendra was angry, but she still had to repress her smile.
 
Elliot took the portal creator and crossed out the open portals, pausing at the one in her chair. He wasn’t sure how to close one that had an object sticking through. He also wondered what would happen to the guy’s dick when the portal closed. Kendra snatched the pen from his hand with annoyance and hastily slid it along the portal. The penis turned incorporeal, allowing her hand and the pen to pass through and close the portal completely without trouble.
 
Elliot’s heart skipped a beat, but he breathed a sigh of relief after inspecting the chair. “How did you know it wouldn’t cut it off?”
Kendra shrugged, tossing the pen onto the desk. “I just fucked Justin! He’s such a creep.”
“Well, at least you know who it was now.” He was still grinning.
“Just shut up!” She walked beside her bed and bent over, giving him a perfect view of her big, curvy ass. She got her pants and slid them on, glaring at him as she grabbed the portal rod and headed to the bathroom.
 
He followed her out, heading downstairs. He joined Emery, who greeted him from the couch. He sat on the opposite side, still noticing her sizable chest from beneath the thin shirt. He carefully glanced from time to time as they watched the movie. It was halfway in, but the plot was easy enough to follow. Emery was sitting sideways upon her knees, leaning over the arm of the couch and he was sprawled, with his leg halfway across the seat.
 
“I heard a little of your argument up there.” Emery glanced at him before going back to the television. “You probably shouldn’t have Kendra talk to her.”
Elliot played dumb. “Huh?”
“She told me you have a crush on Cybil.”
“Uh, yeah, kind of.”
“Well, you ought to go talk to her yourself. Girls like some confidence, even if they’re shy.” She spoke while watching the show. “I don’t think having your sister ask her out would be the best idea.” She gave him another quick look, placing her hand on his ankle.
 
He was about to respond when he felt warmth upon the tip of his cock. It grew within seconds and he noticed Emery stiffen suddenly too. She took her hand back, looking back to the television as she awkwardly rested her head against her hand. She leaned heavily upon the arm-rest with her eyes closed, hiding what she was feeling.
 
The warmth and wetness moved lower on his cock. Elliot grumbled as he shifted higher in his seat, trying to lessen the bulge in his pants. God damn it, Kendra! She’s making me fuck Emery! Both siblings tried to hide their discomfort. Emery tightening her body more and more as the sensation grew stronger, while he casually covered his crotch. He put pressure on his cock, feeling the odd sensation as his cock moved inside his pants.
 
He wasn’t sure if Emery was on any form of birth control. He wanted to stop Kendra, but he was certain that he would finish before he could make it upstairs. Emery would see too. He thought for a moment, looking forward as he mouthed the word “stop.”
 
The movement got faster, making him tense up too. Emery squeaked before covering her mouth, looking to him with frightened eyes. Her excited nipples showed through her shirt, and at this angle both of her impressive breasts were clearly defined, jiggling whenever she moved. She suddenly pulled forward again and again, very slightly, but it was clear she was having an orgasm. Emery closed her eyes again, looking away and covering her face with her hand. She hid her embarrassment while recovering from the unexpected feeling.
 
Elliot couldn’t hold back. With her eyes averted, he stroked his cock through his jeans. That, coupled with the feeling of the tight, slick pussy made him cum instantly. He slid lower upon the couch, silently shaking as he came deep into the moist hole. He noticed Emery moving and hastily looked to the television. The feeling vanished, allowing him to sit up again. He tried to act naturally, seeing his sister eyeing him suspiciously.
 
“You’re probably right.” He tried to sound disinterested. “Maybe I will go talk to her.” He got up casually and headed upstairs. I can only imagine what she thought happened. He passed the empty bathroom and opened his sister’s door, closing it before he started. “What in the hell did you do?!”
“What?” She gave an innocent smile.
“You made me do it with Emery!”
“Did I?” She grinned, “Guess that’s what you get for laughing at me.” Her playfulness changed to seething anger. “Asshole.”
 
He found the portal maker on her desk, taking it as he stormed to the door.
 
“Wait, wait!” She got up from the bed. “I’m sorry.”
His hand fell from the doorknob. “You made me cum in her! She might get pregnant and she’s my fucking sister!”
“Relax, spaz! You didn’t put it in her. It was my mouth on you and my finger on her.”
He shook his head, appalled and speechless for a time. “But that’s still incest, you idiot! We said we wouldn’t use it on each other!”
“Don’t you call me names!” Kendra held up a finger, her bulky body bouncing as she stomped ahead. “You already put it in my ass, how is this any worse?” Elliot couldn’t answer, lowering his head in shame. “Look, we’re just messing around with this thing and we crossed a few lines, but it’s not as bad as you’re making it out to be. I know we said we wouldn’t use it on each other, but this was just a prank.”
He deflated, feeling relief from knowing what really happened. “Did you get Cybil to take the pill at least?”
Kendra’s eyes doubled. “Shit!”
She reached for the rod, but Elliot pulled it away. “I’ll take care of it. I have an idea.”
 
After some reassurance, Kendra handed him the pill. He proceeded to open a portal in Cybil’s mouth and another over her desk. She was writing a report when he placed the pill inside. She coughed, involuntarily swallowing it before taking a few sips of her drink. He closed the link with a curt nod.
 
“Sorry.” Kendra looked defeated as she stood behind him.
“It’s okay. I should be the one to fix it anyway.” He paused, looking at his despairing sister. “Let me show you something.”
 
Elliot used the portal rod, drawing a large rectangle upon the wall. It showed a glorious view of a city with thousands of twinkling lights. It was simply breathtaking. Set against the backdrop of a cloudy sky, it looked like something from a dream – and now it was set upon her wall.
 
“Paris from the top of the Eiffel Tower.”
“Oh, it’s beautiful!” She moved closer, looking back to him with wonderment. “Can I…”
“Sure.”
 
Kendra put her hands upon the wall and slid her head through the opening. Her green hair violently whipped in the wind as she looked around. She spent a minute, gazing through the silent portal, enjoying the entrancing view. She pulled back, gasping with elation. She came over and hugged him with the biggest smile. “That was awesome!” She squeaked before hugging him again. “Thanks, bro, you’re the best!”
He smiled bashfully. “You called me a name first.”
Kendra beamed, squeezing him against her pliable body. “Love you, asshole!” She gave him a quick kiss on the cheek before pulling away to enjoy the view again.
 
Elliot left the portal open for her, heading back to his room to unwind. Tomorrow he had to go back to work and resume some form of normalcy. He knew they would have to be more reserved with the portal creator, but right now he just wanted to listen to some music, play something violent, and try to ignore the urges he was having about his sister.

Lights Out For Brigitte

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She smashed through her godfather’s barrier, stunning him and striking him with her flail. Reinhardt showed the trace of a smile as he went down and she continued to the control point. She was prepared to hold the area until her teammates arrived, but a sudden pinch made her pause. She noticed a dart wedged into her thigh. Her muscles went lax and she tumbled to the ground, her vision fading as footsteps approached.
 
Ana stood over their captive, knowing she was already committed to the girl’s punishment. “Should we really be doing this?”
The older man rested his rifle against his shoulder. “Torbjorn said she was getting cocky.”
“But is this the best way to teach her a lesson?”
“Probably not, but it will be fun.”
Ana laughed. “You always did like to play rough, Jack.”
“And you liked it too.” He spoke in a low, playful tone.
 
They removed Brigitte’s armor piece-by-piece, exposing her extremely toned body. She was muscular but still feminine. Sturdy, sculpted arms lay limp as they lifted and turned her. Shapely upturned breasts sat above her well-defined abdominal muscles. Her ass was springy and perfectly formed, compressing as they set her back down. Her powerful, athletic legs had only a minimal amount of fat around the thighs and her feet were immaculate. Jack fetched a duffel bag he had stashed nearby and the two veterans went to work.
 
Ana took out a long, thick double-ended dildo. “This isn’t the same one I used all those years ago, is it?”
“No, I had fresh stuff made for her. Just wanted to remind you of the good old days.”
“Aw, you’re so sweet, Jack.” Ana lubricated the toy. “What do you think Torbjorn will say when he hears about what we did to his daughter?”
The Soldier rolled their victim onto her stomach. “Nothing – she’s not ever going to tell him.”
 
He opened her ass as Ana lined up the tip and pushed it in. Brigitte shifted and groaned, but was still out cold. They fed more and more of the lengthy dildo into her sexy behind, making her squirm. Ana guided it in slowly until Brigitte’s ass gobbled it up entirely.
 
Next, Ana pulled a large bottle from her coat. “A little something Mei taught me how to make.” She opened the bottle and put it into Brigitte’s gaping asshole, watching the liquid disappear into her packed bowels. “Some aphrodisiac.”
“That seems like a lot.” Jack laughed. “You’ve picked up a lot of new tricks over the years, Miss Amari.”
 
She discarded the empty bottle as she gave her former lover a wry smile. The enhanced sleep serum kept the girl’s body from resisting, so Ana took out a sizable, round butt-plug from the bag and forced it in. Brigitte gasped, as her body acclimated to the large items nestled in her ass. She was still asleep as they affixed a harness and left her away from prying eyes.
 
Groggy and lethargic, Brigitte looked down, confused as to why she was mostly naked. She looked around, seeing the crumbling stonework of Eichenwalde. A battle raged, but she was far enough away to gather her thoughts. Her toned belly was filled somehow. She looked pregnant, but once she placed a hand on her stomach she realized it was something else. She started to move, but a sharp cramp brought her back down. Her asshole was sore and she could feel something big packed into her ass.
 
Her armor was stacked nearby and she was resting against a stack of large cement blocks. Below her swollen belly, she was wearing some kind of harness. It had a lock on the side and it was a material that she couldn’t pull apart or cut through easily. It also left her unusually excited pussy exposed while keeping the objects nestled firmly in her ass.
 
She fought through the pain, hoisting herself awkwardly. She looked around, but she appeared to be alone. Her belly grumbled, complaining as she retrieved her armor. Her pussy was sopping wet, dripping on the ground as she attached various sections of her armor. Her midsection still ached, but she was starting to enjoy the feeling.
 
“Who would have… ugh… done this?” She complained as she affixed her thigh guards.
 
Her pants were soaked, but she knew she had to get back to the fight. She couldn’t fit some of the pieces in the abdomen of the suit, so she just wore her black tank-top, hoping she could defend her exposed belly. She was ready, walking laboriously up a pile of rubble to see the tail end of the skirmish. She was behind the enemy, in the perfect place for an ambush.
 
She started to run but quickly doubled over from a sudden, painful cramp. She had to drop her rocket flail and shield, covering her full belly. Her wet pants stuck to her legs and she was fighting an intense urge to rub one outright in the middle of the field. She was too busy recovering to notice a Bastion unit that stomped closer. It was well aware that she was unarmed, letting out a series of beeps, raising and lowering its weapon.
 
“Ugh, I know, I can’t… I can’t fight.”
 
The Omnic let out a concerned chirp in response. It reached down with its hand and carefully pulled her pants, tearing a large hole in the crotch area. Her juices dripped as she stepped back. Bastion raised his gun again, making her stay in place as he put two fingers together and put them into her slippery entrance.
 
“You can’t do this… Oh!” He went in, pausing for a moment. “That feels kind of… OH!” He made his hand vibrate. His head tilted, inspecting her as she put her arms out to lean upon him. She moaned, unable to hold back from the powerful orgasm building up. “Ah, ah, oh, yes! Please, please… Ahhhhh!” She cried out, leaning against the robot. She sat on his arm, fully supported as he moved another finger in. She howled with pleasure as Bastion continued.
 
It quickly became too intense, and she tried to move off, but Bastion put his gun-arm on her shoulder, keeping her in place. She was far too weak to break free, so she was forced to sit in his hand. The vibrating fingers were drenched in her juices and the movement also affected the toys wedged up her ass. She was crippled with overwhelming sensations, letting out humiliating groans and grunts as the Omnic continued pleasuring her without care.
 
She didn’t care at this point, pulling the straps on pieces of her armor, letting them fall to the ground as she tried to find a distraction from the extreme pleasure. It was less than before, but she still struggled to focus. She undid the armored plates upon her legs, rising up and down as Bastion put another finger in. She squirmed in her seat, still trapped as the finger’s wiggled in her juicy pussy.
 
She reached high, holding onto Bastion’s weapon as she felt another orgasm creeping up. She closed her eyes, feeling her ponytail running along her chest as she moved. She was only wearing a tank-top and torn pants now, but she didn’t care if someone was watching. She moaned, feeling the climax overcoming her. She held on as her muscles weakened, her swollen belly gurgling as she slid around upon Bastion’s hand. His vibrating fingers made her skin tingle as it stimulated countless nerves throughout her body.
 
She was deep in the glorious finale when a gunshot startled her back to reality. Bastion dropped her instantly, spinning around and switching into a turret. The barrel darted from side to side, searching for the origin of the shot. Two more came in quick succession, taking out the robot before he could retaliate. Ana jumped down from some rubble, appalled by the sight.
 
“What are you doing?! Put your clothes back on! Our team needs us!” She spoke in her deep, accented voice.
“I-I can’t…” Brigitte put her head down shamefully. “Someone… Did something to me.”
Ana slung her rifle over her shoulder before embracing the young woman. “Ohh, there, there.” Ana ran a hand through her hair as she bent down, resting upon her bosom. “I know bad things can happen, but we have to get back to the fight. I promise I will watch over you.”
 
Brigitte pulled back, her sad eyes showing determination. “I won’t let you down.” She picked up her shield and weapon, leaving her armor behind. You won’t be disappointed.”
“Good girl.” Ana looked to the armor and back to the partially nude girl before shrugging. “I’ll be keeping you covered.”
 
Planting her flail, she stumbled along the main path, sweating as she walked. Her tummy groaned, and she couldn’t help flexing it when she took bigger steps. Brigitte was still wet between her legs, but thankfully her tank-top covered her privates… mostly. When she was standing it appeared that she wore underwear, but walking revealed her dripping pussy.
 
She came to the bridge, seeing Reinhardt and Mercy finishing off her allies. Ana took out the healer from a distance, leaving Reinhardt alone to find cover behind the gate. Brigitte forced herself to run. Her belly swaying as she charged forward. She heard a grunt, seeing the hulking tank rocketing toward her. Reinhardt crashed into her, slamming her against a stone wall. Her shield absorbed most of the impact, but it left her clothing ripped open. Reinhardt stared with an open mouth, totally frozen by the sight. He held up a hand, blocking his view as he set his hammer aside.
 
“Brigitte, my dear, you can’t be fighting like this!”
“It does not matter, I will win!” She launched the head of her flail, knocking her burly godfather back.
“This is not how we battle,” he pleaded, refusing to fight back. “You must cover-up.”
She got upset, pulling the remnants of her top away. “You can’t fight me because of these? Because of my boobs?!”
“What would others think if they saw-“
“It does not matter!” She dropped her armaments, grabbing onto Reinhardt’s armor. “We have to fight!” She couldn’t hide the sudden cramp that rolled through her.
“What is the matter? This isn’t you, my friend!”
 
His words struck something, making all of the fight leave her body. She stood before him wearing only the harness around her hips, leaning back to show him her full belly. She looked up with sad eyes, no longer wishing to resist. Her eyes sank and she turned to the lock on the side of the harness.
 
“What is… Who did this to-“ A shot hit him in the shoulder and another in the back. “Ah.” He turned, taking a final shot to the head. Reinhardt fell to the ground, incapacitated.
Ana revealed herself yet again. “Thanks for softening him up.”
“He was trying to help.”
“Don’t worry, he’ll be back. Now pick up your weapon and let’s keep moving.”
“I can’t. It’s too much. I have more than just water in there.”
“I know-“ She quickly stopped herself. “We have to keep going or they-“
 
Light footsteps approached and Ana turned just in time to see Doomfist flying toward her, launching her into the air before slamming her back down. Brigitte stumbled back, leaning upon the wall in shock. Doomfist lowered his gauntlet, noticing her pussy peeking from between her open legs. His hard eyes scanned upward, inspecting her soft, upturned breasts.
 
“It seems the lion has happened upon easy prey.”
“You stay back!” Brigitte reached for her shield, but Doomfist kicked it aside.
“You will submit to me or you will not get back up!”
 
The imposing Nigerian man slammed his augmented fist into the wall beside her, making her gasp and tense up. Brigitte closed her eyes, feeling the man’s breath upon her neck. He put his large hand upon her belly, kneading her soft skin as she groaned. He used his knee to spread her legs wider, running his fingers down to graze her slit. She trembled as he touched her, feeling his strong hand pressing into her smooth, pliable skin. He moved his hand back up to forcefully grab her breast, making her whimper as he stared into her eyes.
 
She started to struggle, but he put his hand around her neck, squeezing just enough to stop her. “I will have you one way or another. It would better if you just accept it.” The man removed his sash and let his pants fall to the ground. His long, thick black cock sat proudly between his powerful legs. He used his augmented arm for support, using his other hand to hold his shaft, rubbing the tip along her damp pussy. “It appears you want this more than you realize.”
 
Brigitte stared ahead, feeling ashamed at herself as her eyes slid lower on his muscular body. She didn’t understand why she was so horny and she couldn’t resist angling her hips upward, burying the head of his cock into her slit. Doomfist grabbed her hair and pulled her aside, bringing her down to sit on the ground. She landed on her butt, feeling the blockage in her ass shift painfully. He shoved her over, grabbing her hips to raise her ass into the air. He went to one knee, guiding his meaty cock into her pussy from behind.
 
“It seems you enjoy being taken by a real man.” He pressed in, making her gasp and pull forward at the halfway mark. “If you are lucky I will give you a boy that carries my legacy.” He pressed in firmly, holding on to her hips. She tried to evade the discomfort, but he was too strong and each movement only caused her to lose ground. She stopped resisting and allowed him to go in all the way. Her body tensed as he stopped, buried all the way in her slippery hole. She let out a sad, anguished moan. The pain was severe, but she also felt underlying pleasure.
 
Through focus and willpower, Brigitte composed herself, trying not to give him the satisfaction as he started moving. Her breath caught in her throat and her heart thrummed as she stared ahead with a set jaw. She leaned down, putting her head on her crossed arms, acting as if she was accepting him now.
 
“Your submission is admirable, little girl. Of all of the strong women I have dominated, you show the most respect. I will make sure to plant a strong child in your belly.”
 
Brigitte sprang up with all of her might, stumbling ahead. Her ass ached, her pussy felt stretched open, and a cramp rolled through her stomach. She made it only a few steps before Doomfist grabbed her ponytail. He yanked her head back and directed her against the stone wall, pressing her against it with the side of his gauntlet.
 
“You will not get away with this!” Brigette growled, hoping someone would come by and help her.
“Resisting is most welcome! I enjoy breaking you.” He spoke in a deep, commanding voice.
She kept struggling as he poked his cock between her legs. “You’re nothing without that gauntlet!”
He mashed her against the wall, pressing her swollen belly into the stone. “You will remember my name.” He laughed. “Like so many others.”
“I don’t even know your name!” She whimpered, his dick finally finding her entrance. “You’re just Doomfist number three! Or, was it four?”
He took offense to that, slamming his shaft all the way in, compressing her ample ass as he pressed her against the wall. “You will show respect to me! You will learn to fear the name Akande!”
 
Gasping, reeling from the sudden insertion, Brigitte went limp. The man was furious, fucking her hard from behind, causing the objects in her ass to shift as he pumped her. A wet slapping sound came from below as her skin flushed and reddened. She was at his mercy and her body was enjoying it. He drove in with all his might, grabbing onto the wall with his gauntlet, making the stone crumble.
 
Her chest pressed against the cool stone, flattening with much less pain than her belly. Her toned legs spread wide as the powerful fighter rammed into her excited pussy. He was enjoying her discomfort, making sure to shift occasionally to hit a tender spot in her depths. His strong thrusts raising her from time to time. His cock was making her sore purely from its girth, but she could tell a climax was approaching. She was not resisting now.
 
He grunted as he slammed into her, his cock pulsing as he delivered thick pulses of cum into her the deeper areas of her vagina. Her pussy clamped tightly, pulling out any remaining cum as he made a few final pumps.
 
She tried to hold out, but it felt too good. She came at the end, overwhelmed by the sensations. She squirted onto the wall, shaking with an unwelcome orgasm. He laughed as she moaned and sank from his grasp, sliding down to sit upon her knees. His cum dripped from her open pussy as she recovered from the intensity. She put her hand on the wall, barely stopping herself from falling over. She was incredibly weak now, barely able to think straight.
 
Akande put his normal hand on her shoulder. “I’m not finished.” He grabbed under her arms, bringing her back up. “Your father should be proud when you show him our child!” He laughed deeply.
 
She breathed heavily as the pleasure of the experience faded, leaving her overwhelmed by a surge of pain. She was about to cry when she heard something. Doomfist growled, letting her fall as he charged away. She heard fighting, and once the silence stopped she saw Soldier 76 standing above her. The red line on his visor hiding his emotion.
 
“Sorry.” He spoke, holding up a key after a moment. “I found this, though.” He reached down and opened her harness. “And we got the payload through thanks to your distraction.”
Brigitte smiled with tired, teary eyes. “I helped?”
“Yeah, you did it.” He stood up. “I’ll give you some privacy.”
 
Ana was watching from above as Jack came from the doorway. “You made it just in time. She’s taking it off.”
“Doomfist came in her, I saw it.”
Ana looked to him with subtle concern, nodding as she turned back to their teammate. “I’m sure Angela has something to help.”
“How will she react to our involvement?”
“Mistakes happen, Jack. We didn’t expect this… and it wouldn’t be the first time Angela had to help us.”
 
He grunted as they watched Brigitte. She was standing against the wall, using one hand to disconnect the harness. It fell off and the plug in her ass immediately plopped on the ground. She squatted with an open mouth, grunting loudly as the dildo slipped from her ass, bouncing as it struck the stone. A blast of liquid came next. She held her shrinking belly as she emptied. The Swedish girl sank to her knees before lying on her stomach. Her shapely ass was finally empty and she needed time to recover.
 
“I bet she learned a lot from this, don’t you?” Ana smirked.
“I’m sure she did.”