Bad End

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With some of her energy restored, Claire pressed on. She ascended another ladder to find a parking garage. Her clone was still clearing the path, leaving numerous mutated people and animals in her wake. Time was running out, as both of them had multiple embryos inside them and it wouldn’t be long before they met a gruesome death.

Claire was already inflated from the parasites and it was difficult to move quickly. Naked and armed with a grenade launcher, the young woman pressed on through the open gate to the street above. Piles of cars surrounded the area as she marched out into the falling rain. Her young body had become tight and swollen. Her stomach was the most pronounced, looking like she was entering the late stage of pregnancy. Next, her chest had ballooned, giving her D-cup breasts. Even her ass had grown plump and wide. Her arms and legs were thicker, but she still felt mobile in spite of excessive expansion.

She passed through the street and up to a metal walkway. Her feet hurt as she walked along the slick pathway, hearing the metal flex beneath her girth. She passed through an alley and into a fenced basketball court. Her clone sat on her knees in the center, holding her distended belly. She was quite a bit larger than Claire, her belly touching the ground as she sat. Her arms and legs had doubled in size, while her breasts were rounded and upturned. The fleshy pillows were stretched tightly, resting upon her belly. Her ass was bulky, but didn’t look out of place on her bigger body.

The other Claire looked up with sad eyes. Rain ran along her filled body as she hoisted herself from the ground. Her breasts rolled along her massive stomach, hanging as she moved. “I know I’m a monster, but I didn’t want this.” Her big ass shifted as she walked around. “Now we both are going to die here.” She took hold of the fence, looking away as she spoke. “Did you know there is a laboratory below us? The cure is down there somewhere, but I can’t even fit down the service entrance now!” She turned back, her older face showing rage. “You did this to us!”

“You caused this!” Claire shook her head with irritation. “But we can still make it. My partner can help us!”

Her expression softened before a sneer returned. “Leon? He might save you, but he won’t help a monster like me… Unless you’re gone.”

The burdened woman lumbered toward her. Claire readied her grenade launcher and took aim. The thick-bodied clone stumbled, falling forward gracelessly. Her curves shook as she flew forward, landing atop the real Claire. She happened to fall with her mouth open, gagging upon the grenade launcher. Claire pulled the trigger, launching a flame round into her doppelganger’s mouth. The projectile slid down her throat momentarily before a muffled pop came from in her belly. The mutant Claire rolled off, clutching her throat as a few flames escaped from her esophagus.

The monstrous woman growled as she rolled over and got back up. “You bitch!” She spoke in a raspy voice.

Claire arose awkwardly, keeping a distance from her enemy. She threw the empty grenade launcher aside, knowing that there was no hope to defend herself. The other woman backed her against the wall when a familiar sound came. The thudding footsteps made them pause. The metal walkways flexed as Mr. X came toward them.

“How the hell did he find us?” The mutant Claire scoffed as she turned back to her prey. Her hand opened up to show a peeking tentacle.

The Tyrant grabbed a trash barrel and launched it, catching the aggressive Claire in the back. Her fleshy frame flopped onto the ground with a soft slap, rolling over onto her cushy rump. She put a thick arm back to raise herself, but the unrelenting monster charged ahead and pushed a hand against her breast. Her boob spread outward beneath his firm hand, springing back into shape as she fell onto her back. The man stood above her with a stony glare, urging her to stay down.

Mr. X walked to the edge of the enclosure and took a dead man’s backpack. He ripped it from the corpse, tearing it open as he returned to his victims. An assortment of survival implements fell onto the ground, but his only interest was in the herb pouches. He forced the mutant Claire to swallow two mixed herbs before bringing the last to the real Claire. She gulped down the powder submissively, unsure of his motives.

While he was distracted, the other woman lifted herself and revealed a slimy appendage from her hand. With a sneer, she launched the tendril through the tyrant’s head. He stood motionless for a moment before she retracted it, leaving a large hole between his vacant eyes. She stabbed him a few more times until the towering man plopped to the ground, dead.

The mutant woman pulled the feeler back and closed her hand. She stepped over the corpse and took Claire’s head against her sizable stomach, stroking her auburn hair. “Once Leon finds me then I can finally act on the urges I had when I was your age.” Her belly trembled as she spoke. “But, you have to go.”

Before she could act on her threat, a sharp pain made her stumble back. She took a few clumsy steps before dropping to her knees. Her stomach was visibly bulging outward in many directions, rising and falling as the creatures inside writhed. The woman’s nose crinkled as she grabbed her stomach, her blue eyes showing fear as the skin stretched outward. Her soft skin pulled tighter, spreading outward along the ground as it grew. She could feel her entire body swelling in a similar fashion and her sad whimpering showed she had no idea what was happening.

Her tits ballooned, flowing heavily along her tight belly. The spheres pulled her skin and compressed from their weight, rolling slightly to each side as they inflated. Her shoulders thickened to support her expanding bust line, and in turn her arms also rounded. Lower, her ass was growing too. The smooth, pliable orbs engulfing her feet as they touched the ground. Her meaty thighs were swelling, pressing together until they had to expand outward. Her entire body had doubled in size, pulling her fair, freckled skin tightly as it tried to find more space to grow.

The distended belly flowed forward, forcing her to stay in place as it rolled outward. She did not appear fat, instead she appeared swollen, like a balloon being squeezed. Her larger face showed utter shock as she was unable to move now. Waving her outstretched arms frantically, she knew her body couldn’t handle much more. The creatures inside bumped against her stretched skin as they grew and the momentum threw her off balance. The incredibly bloated girl tipped over and landed on her back, trapped beneath the enormous stomach.

Her body sprawled, making her look like some kind of cartoon character as her reddening skin fought to hold its contents. She groaned weakly as she lay trapped in place, unable to move her extremities due to the inflation. She whimpered as the monsters inside roiled, pushing out, trying to escape. Her squishy curves jiggled as the expansion halted, leaving her completely immobile. She struggled to breathe, with the weight of her gigantic mammaries pressing against her chest. Her eyes showed shock as she stared into the night sky. The rain continued as she lay there, swollen to ridiculous proportions.

She squinted as Claire waddled next to her. “Do you know how to get into the underground lab?”

“You’ll never make it.” The expansive woman groaned as the monsters inside her swirled.

“Tell me or I’ll make you suffer more!” She hated to be so cruel, but she knew it was her only hope.

“Through the sewers.” The doomed Claire smiled weakly. “Good luck staying alive with that fat ass.”

Claire pressed on, finding a knife that fell from the survival pack. She passed through the fence door, hearing a yelp from her clone. She turned to watch as the monumental woman’s body trembled. Her heavy frame quivered and her skin shook. She yelled as her body reached its limit and there was a moment of calm before her skin finally broke.

Her midsection exploded violently, blasting watery blood in a halo around the enclosed basketball court. Her arms and legs drained as they went limp and her expression went blank as her head dropped. Her tits had burst in a similar fashion and in the wreckage of her once toned body were numerous small creatures. The pink, bug-like monsters crawled away from her ruined body, searching for a secluded area to nestle until they grew larger.

A few came towards Claire and she managed to stab two, but one jumped onto her leg and wormed its slimy head into her asshole. She tried to stop it, but the creature slipped in quickly. The pain was intense, as the creature slithered through her guts, finding a resting spot in her stomach.

“Fuck!” She put a finger up her ass, failing to grab hold of it. “Fuck!” She gave up angrily, and soon she set her mind to press on.

Avoiding the obvious path through a destroyed bus, she found a large gap between two wrecked cars. She squeezed through and found another open area on the street. She took a deep breath and trudged on. A manhole cover was open ahead and it would be a gamble if she could still fit or not. A growl made her pause and ready her knife. Two undead dogs bared their teeth as they encircled her.

She looked like she carried twins and it was certain she couldn’t fend off both of them, so she waited for their move, advancing slowly toward her escape. The dogs flanked her and lunged in unison. One took a hard swipe from her knife before knocking it aside. The other jumped upon her, bringing her down with its weight. She planted hard on her belly, agitating the embryos inside her.

On her hands and knees, supported atop her swollen stomach, Claire was at the dog’s mercy. She was surprised they didn’t bite her, but she could see what they were really after. Pink cocks protruded as they crept around her, awaiting any more hostilities. Once they realized she wasn’t going to fight back one gave her pussy a few licks before it jumped up to mount her. The beast thrust its hard cock relentlessly in search of her warm entrance, jabbing against her cushioned ass as it got closer.

She gasped as the bony protuberance poked into her vagina. She tensed as it hit the side painfully, but soon it was sliding in and out easily. The dog nipped at the air next to her face, making sure she stayed complacent while he had his way. She felt more and more entering her until she was taking full strokes. The discomfort slowly transitioned into pleasure, as she lay submissively while the beast mated with her. There was an audible slapping as the dog humped her wildly.

The other dog got by her face, baring its teeth as it eyed her. She didn’t want to be attacked, so she carefully reached up and stroked his shaft carefully. The dog stepped ahead, moving his hips as she touched his cock. Soon the shaft was by her cheek, so she decided to use her mouth. She worked her lips on the cock, attempting to finish him that way.

She shifted to balance, causing the dog riding her to bite her ponytail. Claire yelped as it yanked her hair back while it fucked her. Suddenly she felt the dogs cock expanding inside her. The thickening knot made her whimper as it stretched her open and sent pulses of cum into her aching vagina. While it tugged her hair, she watched as the other dog backed away and circled behind her.

She felt the second injured animal press its paws against the backs of her legs, nudging the other aside. The first dog fell clumsily, making its cock twist inside her as it held onto her hair. The beast hung beside her, bringing Claire down onto her side. The monster finally let go of her ponytail, but remained attached by the knot.

The other dog bit at her, keeping her down as it moved over her and began humping her enlarged posterior. Claire pushed the monster, but it already found her other entrance. She howled as the dog pushed into her asshole and it only took a minute of frantic pumping before it too swelled inside her. Both openings were packed full. She laid in agony with the awkwardly attached hounds pushing their cum into her holes.

With her weapon out of reach, Claire could only wait as the animals used her. She clenched her teeth whenever they shifted and she was relieved when they came out, leaving her openings sore and slimy with their seed. She lunged for the knife, but the dogs bounded away, uninterested in her now. She laid there for a moment to recover, praying she could fit down the manhole.

It was tight and incredibly claustrophobic, but she managed to climb down into the sewers. Tired and nude, she begrudgingly stepped into the cool muck. The thick, waist-high water smelled terrible. She waded through it, hoping she wouldn’t catch something from being unprotected in the sludge. She passed a collection of garbage, seeing something splash in the water. She moved slowly, with her knife prepared.

Something large moved between her legs, making her scream and stab into the water. A thick feeler came from behind and opened her legs, closing around her crotch. A warm jet of viscous goo shot up her holes, making her scream yet again. She stabbed a flap on the appendage, but it was undeterred, blasting more of the syrupy goo into her. Her ass retained the most, as she felt it pushing up and into her already over-filled belly. She stabbed it again as she watched her midsection balloon tightly, sagging with added weight. She stopped fighting for a time, hoping that her body could take the surge of unwanted fluid.

The creature’s main body surfaced, a giant eye staring as it inflated her. She took the opportunity, plunging the knife into the eye, making the monster recoil in pain. It withered before her, going lifeless within seconds. The appendage unlatched from her privates, allowing her to push some of the goop out. She wasn’t feeling well, though, and she felt like she might pass out. Claire knew immediately that she had some kind of poison coursing through her body.

She found willpower to keep going in spite of her bewildered thoughts. Claire raced to the blue herb sitting on a platform. She gulped down the powder, knowing they would clear toxins from the body. She only hoped she wouldn’t end up like her copy who had taken mixed herbs before her untimely end.

She crawled from the muck and went upstairs, feeling better as she ascended. She was still expanding, but it seemed the herb wasn’t a death sentence. She looked like she was about to birth triplets and her chubby frame seemed to match. Her breasts and behind were far beyond normal proportions, though they retained appealing dimensions. It was difficult not to be thrown off center as she moved her expansive frame. The difficulty was getting worse and she had no idea how far she had to go to reach the underground laboratory.

Footsteps came down the corridor and soon a band of heavily armed men stepped around the corner, moving in formation. They trained their weapons on her as she dropped the knife and put up her hands. “I’m human!” The man in front approached slowly. There was a short pause before he brought his weapon down on the side of her head, making her black out.

Claire awoke as the men stood above her. She was clean now, no longer covered in the slimy fluid she had moved through. Wearing black body armor and red lensed gas masks, the men were clearly staying prepared if something were to come along to attack them. Three of the four men had their cocks out, stroking themselves as they watched her.

“Go ahead, I’ll keep watch.” The unexposed man said. “But if your dicks fall off or something…”

“Just let us have our fun.” Another man laughed. “I’m sure someone else did.”

“We probably won’t make it through the night… and I never had a pregnant bitch before.”

They rolled her over and lifted her onto her hands and knees. Claire knew she couldn’t stop them and she hoped they could help her find a cure. She was about to ask for help when one of the men moved in front of her, slipping his dick into her mouth. She decided to submit, allowing them to have their fun. She knew resistance might get her killed. She was ashamed to admit it, but at this point she actually enjoyed being dominated.

She took him deep, gagging once or twice as he hit the back of her throat. She unintentionally wiggled her ass, exciting the men behind her. She sensed one approaching behind her, but she put out a hand to stop him. She waved them to the front, planning to get them wet before they went in. She took a few more pumps before the first man stepped aside. He went to the rear and pulled her fat ass apart. Claire swallowed another cock, wishing that her body might someday go back to normal.

The man in the back slid down and went into her pussy, making her grunt softly. It felt nice, but she couldn’t allow him to cum in her – she didn’t want to have a kid if she made it through the night. He was rough and fast as she switched between the two men in front. She gagged on one more often due to his width. Both cocks were decently sized, but that one was just a little too thick for her throat. She choked it down all the way, though.

He moved around, ready to replace the man in her pussy, but he was having too much fun. Claire felt her belly gurgle and she knew she had to speed this up. She tensed her cooch, squeezing the man’s dick tightly. He gasped and pulled back before going wild. The man leaned in and pumped her violently. Her ass slapped against him and she knew he was getting ready to blow. She tried to pull off, but her stomach made movement troublesome.

She reached up and pulled the cock in her mouth to the side, popping it out after some maneuvering. “Wait, don’t cum in my…” She already felt the blasts of cum in her loins.

“What’s your problem, you’re already preggo!”

“I just don’t want you cumming in me!” She huffed as he stayed in place, depositing another load inside her.

The wider man stepped around, shoving the man backward. His cock was only out of her for a few seconds when she felt the other one searching for a warm hole. The tip slid along her pussy before moving slightly higher, resting against her recovering asshole. He eased in the thick, wet cock, making her close an eye and grimace as she endured the pain.

“I think you’re a little too big for her, Ghost.”

“I’m in her ass, dipshit.” He grunted as he bottomed out. “Man she’s tight.”

“Think she’s legal?”

The man and front pulled out, letting his damp organ bounce in the air as he raised her chin. “Hey, you eighteen?” Claire nodded nervously. “You mind having a little fun with us?” She nodded again as she looked into the red lenses of the gas mask. The man brought her head back down and poked his cock in between her smooth lips. “Yep, this is all on the up and up boys.”

“Think I can shoot a second time?” The man beside her laughed as he stroked his semi-rigid shaft.

The man watching for trouble looked back. “We can’t take all night.”

“Come on, I won’t be long.”

“Ten minutes then we move.”

“Yeah… plenty of time.”

The man took Claire’s hand and wrapped her delicate fingers around his manhood. She stroked him firmly, trying to distract her mind from the man pumping her ass. She didn’t mind doing anal, but every few seconds it seemed like the man hit a painful spot, causing her to jerk forward and tense up. The man in front enjoyed this, as he pressed in to gag her whenever she pulled away from the pain in her butt.

Claire finally grew accustomed to having a cock sliding down her throat, so she decided to open wide, allowing him full access. The tip was well beyond her tonsils and her body convulsed from time to time, making her swollen tits shake for their delight. She fought the urge to gag, but he was trying hard to cause her discomfort. She made humiliating noises as he built to climax and he grabbed hold of her ponytail to hold her in place as he force-fed cum down her throat. She was unintentionally loud as she tried to push away, but he held firm, sending blasts of sperm directly into her esophagus.

Claire spit up and coughed as he pulled out. The man tucked his organ away as the guy beside her stepped into his place. She wiped her face before setting to task on his shaft. She nursed the tip, suckling him as she looked up with her clear blue eyes. He was far gentler, holding her cheeks as she licked her juices from his cock.

The man in her butt rammed in again, reminding her that he was still there. She whimpered as he pushed in to the limit and waited, holding onto her broad hips. The pain was intense, causing her to clamp down upon his organ. He moaned at the sensation and there was a short pause before his cock pulsed in her rump. Every spasm caused anguish as his meaty shaft blew thick ropes of cum up her ass. The man leaned in as he finished, making sure not to pull out before every drop was inside her.

Suddenly the cock in her mouth forced its way down her throat. She retched and tried to lift up, but the man stumbled ahead, continuing to pump her soft, wet entrance. She again clamped down on the cock in her butt, causing one final blast of sperm to push into her already full body. She finally evaded the cock from the front, pulling aside as a shot of cum splashed across her face. She clenched her eye shut as multiple lines of warm cum coated her cheek. Some went into her hair and some landed on her hanging tits. He finished and stepped back, leaving her face glistening with his seed.

She gasped suddenly as the last man unplugged her ass. She instinctively closed her ass, but it was sore and loose, allowing some of his cum to slide down her thighs. She thought it was over until she saw him circle around and offer his thick, swollen cock. It looked relatively clean, but just knowing it was in her ass made her stomach churn.

“Clean me off.”

“Hey, let her have at least a little decency.”

“Fuck that. We can’t take her anyway.” He grabbed her ponytail and poked his still erect cock against her face. “Clean it, bitch.”

She didn’t have much of a choice, as the soft tip parted her lips and slid into her mouth. She gagged as she tasted her ass, disgusted at the sheer thought. She made a loud noise as her shoulders jerked and she tried to pull away. He fought her for a moment before letting the heavily inflated woman launch away and fall onto her back. Her stomach showed prominently as the last man composed himself. Her stomach gurgled and contested loudly, making their heads turn to watch.

“Uh, did something just move in there?”

“Is she bigger than when we started?”

“Shit, I told you guys not to fuck with her.”

“Shut up! It’s fine! We just have to get the antidote.”

“All right, let’s move.”

“Wait! You can’t just leave me!” Claire shouted a little too loudly. “I just need the antidote too!” She huffed under her own weight. They gave her one last look before moving around the corner, ignoring her pleas as they set out to find their objective. She heard gunfire a few moments later and then silence. She couldn’t move on her own now, and any remaining hope was gone. Claire drifted to sleep, knowing she might not wake up.

“Claire? My god. Can you hear me?” She blinked lazily, seeing Leon’s shocked expression. He reached into a pouch on his belt and brought out a rolled piece of tan paper. “Here, this should help.” He opened it and directed it into her mouth, helping her to swallow the powder. The haze in her mind cleared too late, as she realized what was about to happen.

Seeing the horror in her eyes, Leon stepped back with uncertainty. Her massive body rumbled as she lay on her back. Staring at the ceiling, Claire could see her reflection on the smooth metal ceiling. She was sprawling, her huge frame packed with fat and the creatures growing inside her. She couldn’t speak as she watched her expanding abdomen flow over her. Her belly made up most of her mass and her tits were almost quadruple their normal size.

Years ago she hoped to have a larger bust size, but this was grossly beyond those expectations. Her hips were also ridiculously distended, raising her swollen legs off the floor. They parted, showing her pussy to the man who had tried to help. He paced, trying to think of some way to help her. He hesitantly placed a hand on her shoulder in an attempt to comfort her. There was no coming back for her now.

She felt her skin stretch as the numerous creatures swam inside her. Small bulges formed on her belly and even her breasts had areas pressing outward. She felt a mild ache in her belly as she looked to the concerned cop. She gave him a wistful smile before she closed her eyes and laid her head back.

Her red ponytail pressed against the concrete as her arms and legs went limp. The inflated woman’s body trembled as it found its limits. The swollen belly pulled tight and a momentary silence followed. Then, suddenly her midsection split apart. A violent blast of pink goo shot in every direction. Leon stumbled back, coated in her remains. Countless small, serpent-like creatures scurried away from their mother.

The bulk of her body remained, with only a large hole in the middle, where the creatures had been. Her thicker appendages were outstretched, unable to move at the end. The beautiful girl now laid before him as a ruined husk. Her big blue eyes had opened once more, her face frozen in a silent scream. He didn’t understand what had happened.

The doctor marched along, pausing to check the subject’s readings. Each time I get a little closer. Claire had just recovered from another episode and now the blonde woman had an elevated heart rate too. This is such an odd manner for this virus to function, but I guess time will tell what it does to their minds. She stepped beside the buxom, twenty-something woman, resisting the urge to feel her uncovered, supple body. Ms. Birkin might not be able to handle it. She looked upon the other two women. I wonder if it will even affect them at all. I might have to rework the dosage. She sighed. What a tedious method to break their minds… They better pay me well!

A Different Way to Survive

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Claire awoke with a sore neck to add to her list of aches. The room was oddly silent as she hoisted her full frame. The zombies were still on the lower level, silently waiting for her, or someone else, to pass through their area. She took her time, desperately trying to remain silent as she arose and passed into the adjacent room. She closed the door, but she stumbled, knocking into a top heavy bookshelf backwards. Her heart skipped a beat as it crashed to the floor and split apart, making a painfully loud noise. She closed her eyes and clenched her teeth as an unsettling silence followed. A cloud of dust hung in the air as she awaited any movements.

Thankfully nothing awoke or came for her from the other rooms. Stepping ahead, she found a licker corpse and signs of a struggle. She saw an empty socket on a female statue and prayed that Leon had recovered it. She drew in a deep breath and started the long march to the opposite door. She was getting clumsy with her weighted belly, bumping into things as she passed, causing noise and disturbance with each step.

“Why did she do this to me?” Claire huffed. “I would have been fine… I hate enemas!” She leaned against the door, preparing herself before moving on. “I need to get a gun and get this thing out of my butt! You can do this!”

She calmed herself and eased open the door. It appeared clear, but without a weapon any monster could take her down easily. She peeked around the corner to find another corpse. With her hopes up, she shambled ahead, feeling water splashing from the broken window. A sudden cramp shot through her belly, giving her pause. She took that moment to listen, hearing no movement in the next room. She drew breath and waddled forward. Dripping from rain and sweat, Claire decided to risk making some noise. She picked up the pace.

Her body jiggled as she moved and it felt immensely awkward for the normally fit woman. Claire was sore and irritated, stomping barefoot down the stairs. Her ponytail stuck to her wet neck as she grabbed the railing tightly for balance. The wood creaked beneath her, flexing under her weight as she turned and descended farther. Hands reached through the boarded window and she leaned away, pressing her expanded abdomen against the stair rail. She avoided the monster, but immediately regretted the maneuver. She stumbled into a stack of boxes, putting her hands against the wall to stop her from falling.

A door opened down the hall and she heard heavy footsteps. She peeked around the corner to see a massive man charging down the hallway. She gasped as he closed the distance. “What the fuck is that?” She slid along the wall and rushed into the room, hearing the loud footfalls coming closer. “Oh shit!” She waited for her demise, but the man didn’t enter. She nudged the door, feeling her breath catch in her throat as she saw the pale giant staring at her. She froze as he watched her and after an eternity he turned away and marched back down the hallway. Claire was trembling and nearly in tears as she sat on the corner of the desk, not caring as the object in her ass caused her pain.

“Mr. X is toying with us,” Claire screamed as she jerked to the side and fell on her butt. Leon stepped out of the darkroom. She was so flustered that she couldn’t speak, only lying back and covering her face. He flipped on the main light. “What happened?”
She removed her hands, showing her blushing face. “You wouldn’t believe me if I told you.”
“I believe quite a lot after tonight.” He was covering his view of her as he looked for something to cover her.
Claire sat up on her elbows, not attempting to hide her nudity. “It… it’s fine, Leon. You can look. I’m gross and… I don’t want to die like this!”
He continued obstructing his view as he opened the storage chest. “You’re not gross Claire. Whatever happened we are going to fix it.”
“Leon. Leon! Look at me.” He slowly moved his hand away. “I’m lucky I got this far and without a gun I’m useless. Just leave me here!”
He shook his head dismissively. “Don’t be like that. Whatever you got infected with we will find a way to help you.”
“I’m not infected. A… thing put something up my… butt.”
Leon fumbled for words. “What type of… thing is in there?”
“It’s one of the medals we need to finish that puzzle in the lobby. I can’t get it out, though. I’ve tried!”
“Maybe I can.” He holstered his pistol and walked to her feet, trying to maintain eye contact. “Do you mind?”
She gave an awkward laugh. “Well, no.” She paused with a smirk.” No, go ahead and do whatever you need to.”

Leon took off his gloves and lifted her legs, resting one on the desk. She was on full display, with her swollen stomach shaking with even minor movements. He could see her shaven pussy, and to her relief she had waxed recently too. She took his hand and licked his finger, slowly and seductively. He tensed his jaw before bringing them lower and pushing them into her ass. She gasped, feeling herself getting wet as he opened her asshole with his fingers.

She closed her eyes as she put her hands against her chest. It was an oddly arousing feeling, having her new crush exploring her rump. But, she knew the circumstance was weird to say the least. She knew he might stop if she showed her pleasure. “I-I feel it moving.”
“Yeah, it’s just so big and slippery.” He grumbled. “I can’t get ahold of it!”
“It’s okay, just keep t-trying.” She reached up and pulled her legs against her stomach. “This help?”
“Maybe.” He pushed one side, causing her extreme pain. Claire closed her legs and scooted away, grunting as she endured the feeling. “Shit. Sorry.”

Claire rocked side to side, making her belly quake as it shifted. She punched the ground as she bared her teeth. It was excruciating, but she knew that she had to let him work if there was a hope to remove it. She breathed sharply as she grabbed her thighs and brought her legs up again.  “I can do this.” He pushed again, causing another lesser pain before she stopped him. “I think I need a little help to handle this.” She felt herself blush again as she awaited his response.

“What do you mean?”
“I mean… can you… do something to make it easier.” She felt butterflies in her stomach along with the ache.
“I am.” He clearly wasn’t getting it.
“Can you touch me?” She reached around her midsection, pointing at her clit. “Touch me right there.”
“Uh, Claire, I don’t know. We just met…”
“It will be our secret and I know it’s weird, but I can’t do it without your help.” She could see he was nearly convinced. “What is the harm in it?”

She was dancing on the inside as Leon put a finger upon her button. He moved it slightly as he worked to retrieve the item in her ass. He wasn’t skilled with his fingers, but in her state she was elated to feel his caress. She pulled her legs back again, giving him complete access to her privates. She never expected to be in a situation like this, but he made it so much better.

Her pleasure was building too quickly and she decided she wanted more. “How about you use your tongue instead?” He started to contest, but she continued. “You need both hands to pull that out and it’s still not sex.” She tried not to look like she was begging.
“What else is in there?” He questioned skeptically. “Why are you so big?”
“I’m not infected!” She only needed a little more to cum. “It is water. A woman filled me so I wouldn’t cause her trouble. She didn’t want to kill me directly, but I got away.”
“I don’t know.” He pulled back. “I’m just not comfortable doing this with you.”
“We might die tonight and you don’t want to have sex with me?” She gave an incredulous glare as she laid with her legs wide. “What the hell?”
“Claire, you’re a sweet girl and all, I just don’t think this is the right time for this. We have to find a way out.”

Seething, she clamped her legs around his head and pulled him against her crotch. He was surprised, struggling as she pressed his nose into her pussy, raising her hips to get him closer. Claire didn’t care about the pendant in her ass; she only wanted to cum. She locked him in place, moaning as he struggled. She flipped him over with sudden strength, riding his face as she built to climax. He slapped her ass repeatedly and hard as he tried to slip free, but that only added to her pleasure. He pushed on her ass, making her lift and fall on his face. Hearing him gasp, she finally felt his tongue slip into her mound. It was over now. She worked her clit along his nose, smothering him as she trembled with orgasm. He finally slipped free as she rolled forward onto her hands and knees.

“What the fuck, Claire?!” He gasped.
“I’m sorry, I couldn’t help myself.”

She smirked as he wiped his face, heading to the darkroom to wash up. Her mind was wandering as she awaited his return. “Try again?”
“No, that’s on you now.” He drew his gun as he stepped to the door. “Wait here and keep working on that. I’ll go find you a gun.”
“Wait! Leon!” He was already out the door.

She only waited for a few minutes before she decided to get up. She could feel the object had shifted lower, but it was still too difficult to remove. She recovered as she leaned upon the desk, her ass compressing on the cool metal. She was able to sit without pain now, but she knew waiting wasn’t the best option. She went to the storage chest and rifled through. She was surprised to find the final pendant resting atop the one she found earlier. She snatched them both and decided to make her way to the lobby.

She was glad to see another clear path, giving her time to think of a way to dislodge the lion medal that plugged her ass. She moved cautiously, slinking along using the walls as support. It was a slow trip, but she was relieved to see the spacious entrance hall. She brought the pendants to the statue and placed them in the sockets. The sculpture shifted and now it only required one more to escape.

Thuds came from above before a door slammed open. Mr. X, as Leon called him, trudged along the overlook. His heavy footsteps were somewhat muffled upon the carpet, but he was closing distance fast. He descended the stairs and moved even faster when he saw her. Claire was stunned, knowing that there was no escape. She screamed as he drew back a fist, but then he lowered it. The terrifying man grabbed her ponytail and yanked her along as he walked. She grunted as she followed clumsily, stumbling as her balance wavered.

Mr. X let her hair go as she fell to her knees. He looked back with no expression, grabbing under her arms and lifting her easily. He brought her against his chest, holding her like a child as he continued upstairs. Her legs hung from his arms, bouncing with his steps, while his broad hands cupped her ass. Her full belly sloshed as he pressed her against his rock hard chest. Claire rested her head upon his shoulder and wrapped her arms around his neck, hoping desperately that she could figure a way out of this by the time he reached his destination.

He carried her a long distance, shoving zombies aside as he passed through the corridors. She had no idea how this entire twisted scenario could have happened, but now she was at his mercy. She guessed he knew she wasn’t a threat and again he was toying with her.

They came to the roof, where the rain was still falling. She was more than confused as he stopped next to a broken water pipe. He lifted her like a toy and spun her around, holding her beneath the downpour of rainwater. She flailed, kicking her dangling legs and thrashing her head as the water poured onto her. The monster brought her closer to the pipe, making her squirm even more. He stepped back and spun her around, opening his mouth impassively. He did it again until she followed along and then he turned her again.

She struggled once more, but this time he shook her until she stopped. The water enveloped her and she decided to do what he wanted. She opened her mouth and drank from the broken pipe, chugging water as fast as she could. He edged her higher, making her take almost all of the flow. She swallowed repeatedly before stopping to catch her breath. He shook her again, making her drink once more. The process repeated a few more times, with her drinking less and less as her stomach filled further.

Finally, she stopped, not giving in as he urged her on. He withdrew her from the flow and sat her on the nearby bench. Both of them stared at her distended midsection. How it had swollen tight and round, and it was uncomfortable to close her legs now. She wasn’t as big as the impostor Claire had been, but she looked like she was heavily pregnant with multiples. It was unnerving considering she hadn’t had actual sex yet. She calmed her mind, remembering that it was only water.

Looking up, she came back to the moment, realizing how quickly she could be killed by the enormous man. He glanced over his shoulder slowly before he abruptly left her. His heavy steps fading as he went farther into the station. She leaned her head back, feeling extreme relief as the rain trickled along her overfilled body.

Lighting lit up the sky and a shadow caught her eye. Claire looked to the upper roof to see a silhouette watching. Another flash illuminated the other Claire climbing down the remnants of a broken ladder. The woman approached with a similar confidence of Mr. X. She stopped a few feet away, sizing up her copy.

Her matured face remained unchanged. Her cool eyes and her firm expression framed by reddish brown hair. Her naked body was showing gradual change. Her breasts were more voluminous now, hanging heavily with larger areolas and pronounced darkened nipples. They had gone up at least two cup sizes, but they still sat perky and upturned. Her stomach shrank since their last encounter, but it was still quite prominent. She looked as if she had a full-term pregnancy, and the rest of her frame had expanded to match. Her once lacking posterior had swollen, giving her a comfy ass and thick thighs. She was pleasantly plump now, but she moved with unnatural grace.

The twin’s freckled nose twitched as a corner of her mouth raised. She raised her arm, curling her fingers forward as the palm parted in a slit. A tentacle extended as she brought it closer to her face. Claire pulled away, grabbing the arm in an attempt to stop it, but it was too powerful. The clone grabbed her hair with her normal hand and lined the tendril up to her mouth. It slipped the slimy feeler between her lips, snaking down her esophagus and into her belly. The creature closed her eyes and moaned, acting as if she was aroused by the sensation.

It felt extremely unsettling, making her squirm as the blockage shifted inside of her. Large bulges, feeling about the size of a tennis ball, slipped into her mouth and down her throat. It was very uncomfortable and she knew it would be a death sentence if they stayed there for long. They came quickly with a short space between insertions. They opened her throat painfully wide, making it bulge outward as it forced them down. She had taken six when the tendril pulled up, making her retch as it slid out and back into the other Claire’s hand.

Claire tried to make herself vomit, gagging herself with her fingers. She jerked forward violently, feeling sick without producing any substance. She tried many times, seeing her filled stomach shake, but she finally realized it wasn’t going to work. The other woman brought her hand lower, moving it beneath Claire’s stretched stomach. She felt the wet tendril poke into her pussy and worm its way deep inside her.

It felt very strange, as it must have reached the opening of her cervix. She felt it push open, causing waves of agonizing pain to ripple through her body. The other Claire moaned as she slipped four more eggs up the tube, depositing them in the innermost cavity. The feeler worked its way lower, leaving Claire feeling uneasy and sore at her core.

The tendril stopped just inside her entrance and started moving with an unexpectedly pleasant rhythm. Claire moaned as the aggressor fucked her with the slick appendage. The pain lingered throughout her body, but the pleasure helped her cope. Soon she was holding the bench with her legs wide, gasping as the tentacle slid in and out. The other Claire looked into her eyes, smirking as she bent down in front of her. Her chubby frame hung low, with her thick nipples swaying subtly. She wasn’t moving much, as the tentacle from her hand moved free from her body.

Rain chilled her warm body, and soon the limb was pumping her sloppy opening with force. She held the bench tightly, and the force caused it to rise and fall, scooting the heavy frame backwards to the cement wall. She felt her body moving and she quickly put her hands out, pressing against the wall as she was lifted into the air. With fear in her eyes and her feet brushing against the seat, Claire was supported entirely by her unnaturally strong clone. Her crotch nestled into the opened hand as the tentacle continued fucking her. The other hand held her thick thigh for stability, as she was raised high as she leaned against the wall.

Her fear and pain subsided as an abrupt climax stole her senses. She convulsed and whimpered, overtaken by the intensity of the orgasm. She slumped against the wall as the creature brought her back down to rest her in the seat once again. She was recovering from the finish when she felt the objects inside of her move. She was even more horrified when she saw the other woman step back and withdraw the tentacle back into her hand. The movements continued as the attacker marched through the nearby door and stomped down the hallway.

The creatures inside her shifted, seeming to grow larger over the following minute. Her concern was confirmed when she stood, feeling the weight in her stomach pulling more than before. “Shit, I have to find Leon!” She put her hand on the wall for support as she lumbered down the hall, taking the same path as her copy.

She was soaked and tired, but she knew it was only a matter of time before something bad came out of her. She was thankful that the zombies were down for good thanks to the other Claire. She opened the door to the main entryway and slinked along, looking around for any dangers in the room. She tripped and caught herself, but she made a loud grunt as she bumped against the wall. The telltale thumping started and a door on the opposite walkway blew open.

The tyrant stood tall, staring at her with cold, vengeful eyes. His heavy footsteps shook the floor as he hurried toward her. She turned to run, but she stumbled again, falling to her knees painfully. She jumped up, awkwardly moving ahead as the floor shook behind her. She looked over her shoulder to see him closing in. She only just made it to the door when the man grabbed her. With both hands he lifted her by the torso, launching her onto the floor. She landed on her butt first, feeling the medallion in her ass turn as she went down. It was excruciating and she could only lay there as the monster approached.

He paused above her, giving her enough time to recover. He pulled back his fist and she rolled, narrowly avoiding it as it slammed down. He followed through by hitting her back, knocking her through the wooden railing. She caught hold of two broken posts as the wood exploded in front of her. She swung down, her heavy body swaying as she tried desperately to hang on. Mr. X stood above her with malice in his eyes. He pressed his boot against her hand, making her lose her grip.

The overfilled young woman held on for a time, rocking side to side like a pendulum. Her swollen body still dripping as she hung from the ledge. She looked down to see an eight-foot drop, but she noticed a gurney behind her. She decided to let go and hope she didn’t break anything. The flimsy contraption twisted and bent as it collapsed, absorbing most of her fall. She screamed in agony as she felt the blockage in her ass blast out. Water erupted from her ass as she lay in torment. Her senses were dulled and she knew the attacker was coming for her yet again.

Gritting her teeth, Claire rolled over and got to her feet. She saw Mr. X at the foot of the stairs, so she had to hurry. She stumbled to the chest, her body aching, but it didn’t seem too serious. She opened the stash box and got out a mixed herb, taking it to ease her misery. She grabbed the other medallions and slammed the chest closed. Water poured out of her, but she didn’t care, as Mr. X was right behind her.

She was able to evade him, moving normally once again as she circled the desk and retrieved the final medal that had come from her behind. The water slick slowed the monster as he regained his balance on the tiled floor. She sprinted to the statue and placed the items into the relief, causing the hidden door to open. Mr. X stopped at the entrance, staring menacingly before stomping away.

Claire stepped into the hidden office and slumped to the ground, completely drained and aching all over from the ordeal. She decided to take some time and rest on the steps. She didn’t have all the water burdening her anymore, but the creatures inside her were more noticeable now. She drifted to sleep for a time before mustering the resolve to continue. She found another storage chest, and inside she found a grenade launcher with a note attached.

Hope you had a blast in more ways than one. -Leon

“What a great guy.” She took the weapon and loaded some of the flame rounds he left. She laughed suddenly as she realized he was also talking about the medal she had in her butt. “It was a blast for sure!” Her grin vanished as she took a deep breath and headed downstairs.

She made her way along metal walkways that overlooked a vast utility area. Steam poured from old pipes as the machines whirred. She passed through a control room and turned a corner to see the false heroine waiting for her. She had grown again in chest and posterior, but her stomach was no longer full, only slightly puffed out. The originally thin woman was now thick and soft, but it hid an inhuman strength.

“You shouldn’t be down here.” 
Claire brought up her grenade launcher, aiming at her double. “What the hell is going on? What are the things in me?”
“Those are our babies!” She smirked as she approached. “You need to be careful. You can’t die until they’re born!”

Claire lifted her weapon and blasted the other woman in the chest. Fire covered the area, adorning the chubby woman in a wreath of flames. She shook free from the blast, emerging unscathed. She stepped forward with harsh intent, knocking Claire down hard enough to break a portion of the platform. They took time to recover and Claire found a space between two machines, hiding amidst the haze as she waited for her clone to pass.

“Don’t hide from me, I only want to pleasure you!” The older Claire searched the area with a sneer. Her hand parted to show the tip of the tentacle within. “Our babies will grow faster each time you cum. You get them out faster and it will feel amazing!” She paused to search a concealed area. “Why don’t you want that?!” She growled loudly as she skulked by, her sexy ass shifting with each step.

Claire took a chance and charged ahead. Her copy spun around and she quickly pressed the grenade launcher into her crotch. She had lubricated it with her tongue, allowing it to part the middle-aged woman’s lower lips somewhat. She pulled the trigger and watched the creature crumple to the floor, gripping her loins. Some flames fell to the ground, but some had made it inside.

The older woman yelled, getting up and snatching Claire by the neck before she could fire again, dropping her weapon. She spun her around and raised her high, putting her hand against her ass. The tendril pushed into her asshole, slipping farther and farther into her as the moments passed. It only took seconds before she was in her stomach, but this time she kept going. She spun her victim around, maneuvering her into a seated position on her hand.

The tentacle moved up and up, making the young girl’s expression show confusion as her mouth opened and the appendage poked out. The end twisted and turned, sliding easily through her. Claire twitched upon the skewer, amazed that it passed through her insides completely. She could see the other woman was greatly aroused, breathing heavily as she observed.

A thought passed through her mind. Claire reached forward and grasped her attackers head, easing it forward. The other woman followed with open lips, allowing the feeler to slip into her mouth. Claire felt it sliding through her, knowing that it was moving deeper into its owner’s body. Their lips locked, kissing as the object passed through. She was pleased to see the other woman’s eyes rolling back with pleasure.

The mutated Claire was engulfed by the sensation, pressing the extending tentacle through her victim and into her own stomach. She enjoyed it so much that she thoughtlessly released more embryos. The young girl squirmed as they passed through her body, slipping through her guts, past the others in her stomach, and up her throat. They passed between their lips, sliding easily down the woman’s throat, creating visible bulges as they moved.

She was surprised, counting twelve that passed through her body and into the connected woman. Claire watched as she took the final bulge, convulsing with a powerful orgasm as it pushed down her throat. The monstrous woman’s eyes fluttered with delight and she used her other hand to grab Claire’s ass, pulling them tightly together.

Claire loved the embrace too much, enjoying the other woman’s soft, pliable skin enveloping her. She felt her own climax sneaking up and in spite of her situation she reached down and pressed against her pelvis, touching a finger upon her button. The orgasm came swiftly, making her twist and shake with pleasure. Both women grew as the creatures inside them expanded.

Suddenly the tentacle pulled back, sliding quickly through her body as it receded. It popped from her ass as the other woman stepped back with worry in her eyes. It was clear that she had made a mistake and she knew it. Claire was able to walk back from the woman, catching her breath after the partial blockage was removed.

“Now we both need to find a way to get these things out.” She retrieved her grenade launcher, straining as she bent down.
The woman’s eyes twitched as her jaw quivered. “You bitch! You planned that!” She screamed angrily before running away. Her plump backside bounced as she scampered up the ladder. Her heavy footsteps causing the metal catwalk to flex audibly as she vanished from sight.

With a full, squirming belly, Claire walked ahead in slow pursuit. Her pregnant stomach rubbed along the railing; her strength and willpower were fading quickly. She hefted herself up the ladder, feeling her sweat coated belly slide along the cool rungs. She got to the top and decided to rest for a while to regain her strength. She wished this night would end, but she knew that the hardest part was yet to come.

Into the Deep End

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The Princess

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Courtesy Call

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“I stopped another relic hunter today.” Isabel spoke stoically. “Jake’s incident made quite the article.”
Jack tilted his head with confusion. “Another? There are others?”
“I’ve averted three so far. Luckily most of them prefer an easier payout.”
“What does that mean?”
“I give them some cash and tell them about another relic – one that can’t control their minds. Most of them don’t have my… resistance to the mind manipulation.”
Jack was floored by the implication. “That doesn’t make sense, why haven’t we heard about these people?”
“I’m very convincing.” Isabel’s eyes told him not to press the question. “I just want you to know how much I’m doing behind the scenes.”
“Thanks.” He trusted the gorgeous woman, knowing she was trying to help, even if it was for her personal gain. “We’re just having a little more fun before we hand it over. Ashley, Karen, and I are making lists of final requests.”

“I know, we’ve been keeping an eye out. Marcy diffused the situation with your aunt and principal.” Isabel’s eyes narrowed. “I see the therapist’s daughter is staying with you now and you picked up a former teacher. Are you collecting your former conquests?”
Jack shook his head with disgust. “I don’t think of women like that. Candice came to us after Jake went away and Ashley commanded Mrs. Howell to be our babysitter. I might’ve made some mistakes, but I’m not a monster.”
“Sounds like you’re trying to convince yourself.” The busty pregnant woman relaxed somewhat, holding her hands up to calm him. “I’m not here to judge, remember.”
“Why are you here then?” He spoke with sullen irritation.
“Just to let you know that I’m here to help if you need it.” She paused, awaiting any counter before continuing. “Alma and social services shouldn’t be a problem now. She is pregnant, but Marcy convinced her it was from a toilet seat. Hopefully that is something outlandish enough that she never questions or shares.”
“Is that even possible?”
“No, but she doesn’t know that. I’m sure she just wanted some kind of explanation. She is planning well for the child, so you’re in the clear.”
“But shouldn’t I bring her with us? I can help raise all of my children.”
“You can’t take everyone into your family, Jack.” Isabel walked to the open window, her shapely frame shifting as she moved. Steph and Jeanette are forming a bond too, so they won’t be a problem for you. Her eyes darted down to the bulge in his pajamas as she backed through the window. “Sometimes it’s best to walk away from a situation. And I’m off limits.” She vanished into the night, leaving him to his thoughts.

It was late, but Jack was too aroused to sleep. God she is sexy. She kind of scares me sometimes, but I want to fuck her so bad! He snuck to his parent’s bedroom, trying to be stealthy as he eased back the covers over his mother. He found Candice lying between his parents, all naked and sleeping soundly. I just want a quickie. Don’t wake up and I’ll be done in just a second.

He gently rubbed his mother’s slit with wet fingers, causing her to moan and open her legs wider. They must’ve really been going at it, she’s out like a light. Betty snored as he crawled on top of her and eased himself in. The moonlight illuminated their skin as he carefully moved the tip in and out. He enjoyed seeing Candice’s pregnant belly pressing against his father. She’s fitting in well, I think. He pushed deeper, moving with great care as his mother squirmed beneath him.

She let out a loud snore and he froze for a moment. It is fun doing it without her knowing, but I don’t think she’ll stay sleeping for much longer. Once she settled he moved in, pressing to the limit as he watched her serene face. Candice stirred, turning to Jack with wide, playful eyes. He held a finger to his lips before he started moving again. He made small, careful strokes as he built to orgasm. She watched with frisky amazement as he slowly pumped his mother.

Betty snored again, making them both freeze for a second. Again he resumed once she seemed relaxed. Candice giggled without sound, touching herself and moving her hips slightly. Knowing he was ready to cum, he went in fully and stopped. He breathed and tensed, filling his sleeping mother as Candice rubbed herself. He stayed in place, pushing more and more into her excited opening.

He was ready to come out when he noticed Candice beckoning him over. The bed wasn’t large enough for him to get onto Candice without pressing against his parents, so he got up and went to the nearby chair. He sat down and directed Candice to sit on his lap.

“Your ass.” He whispered.
“No, no, my pussy.”
“Ass or nothing.”
She glared at him in the moonlight. “Damn it, fine.” She sucked his cock for a minute before spinning around and spreading her ass to sit upon the slippery shaft. He went in too easily, making her gasp and grumble as he pulled her down. She took it all within a few seconds and she struggled to stay quiet, squeezing his leg as he held her in place. She acclimated, relaxing her hold as the pain passed. He let her move up before roughly pulling her back down. She stifled her lamentations, covering her mouth as he bounced her upon his dick.

He reached around to rub her clit, but it didn’t seem to lessen her distress. He pumped her for a while before he hoisted her up and bent her forward. His parents were still sleeping as he pulled out and jabbed it into her wet pussy. Candice gasped suddenly, causing Hank to snore loudly and flip over in bed. They paused, waiting until his sleeping parents calmed before he started pounding her. She loved it, moaning discreetly as he railed her from behind. She bent forward, putting her hands on her shins as he held her hips, ramming her audibly. Her stomach rocked as he continued, adding to the force of his thrusts.

Jack stopped, making her turn back questioningly. He quickly guided his cock up her ass again, jabbing in without warning. She tried to jump upward, but he stopped her and eased her back down, making her go to all fours. He mounted her and fucked her ass relentlessly. She trembled, whispering complaints, but he didn’t stop. He hammered her butt, feeling his excitement growing. Before finishing, he slipped out. Candice was breathing heavily, balancing on her hands as he circled. He pushed his wet cock close to her cheek, making her pull away.

“Say ah.” He whispered.
She looked up to him with wide, hesitant eyes. “No!”
“It’s clean, you had an enema yesterday, right? Come on.”

She took multiple glances from his face to his cock before she submitted, opening her mouth just enough to take the tip. He pushed her lips open, easing the shaft over her velvety tongue. He didn’t hesitate, making her swallow his cock whole. She resisted, gagging as he moved. He shifted to an odd angle, causing her to buck and pull back, retching quietly. She recovered, standing up as he came around behind her again. He opened her rump and stuck it back in, pressing up and into her springy behind.

He reached around to touch her again, but her hand was in the way. Instead, he decided to reach up and pinch her erect nipples. Candice smelled amazing as he nudged her hair aside and kissed her neck. Her warm skin slid along his as he humped her while standing. Clamping hard on her tits, he increased the pace. Candice sighed with pained delight and he thought she might be near finishing too. He decided to go for it, pumping her hard as he held her upright.

Her hand moved wildly between her legs as her body grew tense. She let out repeated soft moans, shaking with elation. Jack pushed in as he erupted for a second time, filling her ass with warmth. She twitched in time with his pulses and soon they both relaxed, stepping apart. She spun around and hugged him before slinking to the bathroom. Jack was glad to see his parents hadn’t been disturbed by their late-night fling. He decided to find her for another round.

“Breaking in Candice, I see.” Ashley opened the curtains, bathing the room in the morning light.
“Fuck you too.” The groggy girl rubbed her eyes as she rolled out of bed and shuffled to the bathroom, grumbling as she passed.
Her frazzled blonde hair and clumsy steps told Ashley that they had used her in multiple ways. She waited for the other door to close before continuing. “I was thinking you and I could use the rod together today.”
“Yeah, sure. Have anything in mind?”
“Irene is into photography, right? Think we should have her be the one to take your family’s sex photos? With her big belly she could be included too.”
He sat up, still groggy. “Yeah, yeah, that sounds like a good idea.” He gathered his thoughts. “Isabel came and told me about other people after that rod.”
Ashley grew more serious. “We’re all planning our last wish requests. Plus we’re getting the people we want closer to us, right?”
“Yeah, I just… We’re going to lose this very soon and I want to have us covered.”
“We’ll figure all this out. Isabel is going to set us up right.”
He nodded. “I know, I’m just nervous. I’ve gotten involved with a lot of people using this thing and I don’t want to make some mistake that comes back to bite us.”
“Want to go talk to your aunt? Is she still working with Mrs. Hyun?”
“Isabel covered it. She said we should leave them alone. Same with Alma.”
Ashley scoffed. “I thought you had a thing for titty-lady.”
Jack gave her an annoyed look. “Sorry that I enjoy the female body!”
“You sure do.”

Ashley gave a small laugh, rolling her eyes and pulling off her top. The blue eyed blonde girl with a dimpled smile stood topless. Her pregnancy only barely showed on her slim frame. “I may not have huge boobs like her, but mine are growing.” She pressed her hands into her breasts, jiggling them for his enjoyment. Next, she pulled off her tight crop pants and lacy bottoms, standing bare before him.

They both turned to the sound of footsteps approaching. Betty peeked through the door before stepping in. “Hi, Ashley.” His mother had just come from the shower. She smelled wonderful and her moist, uncovered skin was radiant and entrancing. Her belly was already larger than Ashley’s, but Jack knew it would grow much larger over the coming months. Her ample breasts clung to her stomach as she walked in without hesitation.
“Hi, Mrs. Olsen.”
“Call me Betty… Better yet, call me mom. Jack said I was being a little harsh last time I walked in on you two, so I’m sorry if I came across a little rude. I realize that I need to share him now.”  She turned her attention to Jack, who was only wearing boxers. “Honey, did you leave a little deposit inside me this morning?”
“Uh, yeah, sorry for not waking you.”
“Oh, that’s fine! I just wondered because we crashed and I didn’t remember it. We had some fun with your new girl and she said you did too.” She grinned, looking to Ashley. “Were you two going to go at it?”
“Uh.” Ashley showed sudden uncertainty. “I guess.” She made a poor attempt to play cool.

Jack waved them both closer. “How about I do you both?” He laid back, pointing to his face and then his boxers. “One here and one here.” Ashley removed his bottoms as Betty crawled up onto the bed. She got into the 69 position, sucking him for a bit while he started licking her. She tasted fresh and clean, and her smells excited him even more as they pleasured one another. Betty went deep, gagging as she swallowed his whole shaft. She moaned as he reciprocated, and she was breathing heavily as she paused to look to Ashley.

“Want the tongue or the cock?” She twitched as he pressed his face into her loins.
“I’ll take the cock.” She mounted him, slipping his cock into her tight, wet hole. “I need to feel him cum in me.” Betty leaned in for a kiss as they rode him. It didn’t take more than a minute before he reached orgasm, gasping from beneath Betty’s open legs. Ashley pulled back with a robbed expression. “He came already!”

“Keep going.” Betty pressed forward, pulling Ashley into an embrace, giving her a far more sensual kiss. Ashley grabbed the older woman’s full breast as she quickened her pace. Jack squeezed her ass as he ate his mother’s pussy, and her increasing moans showed that she was nearing climax soon. Ashley also took that cue, running a hand through Betty’s wavy sandy-blonde hair. They closed their eyes as they worked their tongues in one another’s mouth. Betty was breathing at a fervent pace, building closer and closer until she jolted higher, quaking with a powerful orgasm as her son licked her button.

Betty pulled back with wide eyes, gasping as she pulled off and went upright. She staggered as she got off the bed, her engorged breasts and heavy belly bobbing as she stepped. Leaning on the frame, she recovered, stabilizing her breathing. Her weak legs finally returned to normal and she watched as Jack and Ashley went at it. She knew his second load would take some time and Ashley was trying to find her rhythm again, so she decided to help out.

Ashley looked back with concern. “I’m going to try something that will feel weird at first, okay?” Betty put four fingers into her mouth, working them down her throat, getting them nice and wet. She withdrew her glistening fingers and eased Ashley down onto her boyfriend. Jack took her lead and spread her pliable ass. Betty slipped her fingers into Ashley’s empty hole, working it wider and wider as he fucked her. She made no complaint as she opened up for his mother’s hand.

Betty used both hands to pull her ass wide before resuming her four fingered insertion. Ashley complained, asking her to be careful, but soon she was enjoying it again. She felt the tightness build until Betty decided to go for a stronger push. She worked her knuckles, never letting the pressure fade, and then it happened. The widest portion of her hand slipped past and within an instant she was nearly wrist deep in her son’s girlfriend. She squeaked and pulled up, but Betty’s hand stayed in and moved with her. Betty cautiously balled her fist, making sure it wouldn’t pop out.

Jack nearly slipped out, but he pulled her hips back down, unintentionally pressing her back onto the hand. Ashley whimpered, clamping down on Jack’s cock as she grabbed the sheets. He loved the feeling, pressing up, getting closer to his second climax. Betty relaxed her fist and moved her hand, feeling Jack’s cock through Ashley’s insides. Betty squeezed his cock from inside and laughed as her son went into a frenzy.

She worked his cock as he pumped her. Ashley was groaning, holding her body rigid as they used her. Her belly bounced as Betty’s movements pushed her back and forth upon him. Jack grunted, blasting another load into Ashley’s blonde bush. The sensation caused her tom cum too. Ashley writhed with euphoria as he held her in place upon him. Ashley caught her breath and gave him a sudden, loving kiss.

Betty laughed as she slowed, continuing to firmly milk the cock inside her. She finally pulled her hand out, making the girl squeak as she continued kissing her lover. Betty got up and left to clean up.

Ashley pulled back with wild eyes. “Your mom just jerked you off inside me.”
“Never a dull moment around here.” They giggled before kissing again.

The door pushed open and this time it was Karen that came in. “Finally done? Ready for me now?” She smirked at his clear exhaustion. “It’s okay, I can get a ride from dad.”
“What’s up?” Ashley asked as she got up and slipped her clothes back on.
“Can I try something on you, Ashley?” With her approval, Karen took the command rod. “Lactate.”

Within seconds Ashley’s shirt grew damp as milk leaked from her breasts. She held out her arms as she watched wet spots grow on her chest. “What the…?” She looked up with befuddlement. “Stop it!”
Karen gave the command to stop, but the shirt was halfway soaked already. “That’s so cool! We need to test this more tomorrow.”

Ashley peeled off her damp shirt before snatching the rod from Karen. She put it in her pocket before demanding another shirt. Karen obliged, returning with a grey tank top from her thinner days. It fit perfectly, hugging her milk-filled breasts and subtle baby-bump. They joked around as Ashley and Jack dressed and then they headed downstairs. Jack couldn’t help but stare at his sister’s bouncy behind as she walked. Karen diverted into the living room to join their father as they left.

“How’s your dad doing?”
Ashley shrugged. “Candice’s mom is helping I guess.” She thought for a time before proceeding. “We had a threesome in her office.”
“Really?” Jack laughed. “That’s cool.”
“I know it’s wrong, but-“
“No, it’s fine!” He also took a moment to plan what to say. “You know, that would be a good thing for Candice too, I think. Maybe have her mom and your dad hookup. You two kind of look like sisters already.”
“Somebody told me that yesterday.” She shook her head. “I don’t know, it’s just hard to imagine. She was such a bitch around Jake.”
“We’ve all changed. I’m sure she’ll be fun once she fits in. Besides, if we’re smart we could command her to be however we’d like.”
“I guess so. Doesn’t it bother you to change people’s personalities, though?”
“Well, they might be better because of it. Think of how happy she has been since she started staying with us.”
She walked silently for a time, looking to the sidewalk as she contemplated. “Okay.” She nodded, looking to Jack. “Okay, but we can’t change anything major about people.”

He stopped to give her a deep, passionate kiss. The rest of the walk was quiet as they passed through the bustling town, coming to their destination. After knocking, Irene greeted them and invited them inside. People were talking in the other room. “Want to see Tabitha’s baby?” They stepped into the living room, seeing Mrs. Sanderson sitting with her newborn child. Marcy Moreno, Jeanette Hyun, and his aunt Steph also joined them. They were obviously uncertain as to why Jack and Ashley would be there.

Ashley and Jack made some funny faces to the baby before Marcy spoke up. “You guys are here for that fundraiser right? The item that got backordered.”
“Uh, yeah.” Ashley caught on to her ruse.
“Okay, come in here and I’ll grab it from my purse.” The baby cooed as the remaining women showered it with attention.

Marcy brought them to the bedroom and closed the door, her pleasant demeanor turning sour. “What are you doing here? Didn’t she tell you to stay away?”
“How were we supposed to know you’d all be here? We came to see Irene.”
“Why?”
Jack gave Ashley a questioning look before answering. “We want to command her to live with us.”
“Don’t you have enough people packed into that shitty house?”
Jack was stunned by her insult. “We’re working on it.”
“You leave these people alone. You’ve already fucked up the others, but these ladies just want lives of their own now. They don’t need you and they don’t want you.” She spoke with spirit.
Jack subtly sneered as he looked to the ground, with anger welling in his eyes. “I want them and you better not stop me.”
Marcy prepared to unleash a litany of foul words, but Ashley calmed the situation. “Wait, there is a way.” They waited, turning to give her an angry glare. “Jack just wants one more fling with them. If you let us have our fun then we’ll leave them alone one hundred percent.”
Mrs. Moreno gave a slow nod. “Fine. But you’re not giving Tabitha another kid.”
Jack rolled his eyes. “Okay, okay.”

Ashley waited in the other room as Jack commanded the three women to pause. Marcy was unfazed by the directive, taking the baby carefully away from the upcoming scene. “Do whatever I ask until I leave and forget Ashley and I were here once we close the front door.” His eyes passed over the kitchen sink before he looked to his biology teacher, smirking maliciously. “Mrs. Sanderson, I want you to put water up your ass when you’re horny.” He brought Ashley in, giving her the all clear.
“So what’s the plan?”
“Get some lube.” Jack brought them to the kitchen, directing them to strip. Ashley brought him a large bottle of lotion as he rummaged through the fridge. He took out a bag of oranges. “Irene, Jeanette, fist each other in the ass.”

Irene laid down on the floor, her engorged breasts listing to either side as she looked up with her usual warm demeanor. Her belly was gigantic, as she carried twins and she was seven months in. She fixed her hair before reaching for the lubricant, preparing her hand for her friend’s behind. Jeanette wasn’t as big, but she was sizable none the less. She carefully maneuvered her belly opposite Irene’s. Both women fit into the embrace naturally, and Jeanette’s small, springy ass shifted appealingly as the others watched. She moved her straight black hair to one side as she took a handful of lotion and worked it around between the bottom woman’s spread legs.

Irene put her fingers together and pressed them into Jeanette’s tight asshole. The swollen Korean woman’s flowery tattoo shifted as she straightened. She huffed as she took more of the hand and she reciprocated, moving her delicate fingers inside Irene’s rump. Both women displayed discomfort, continuing in spite of the distress. They both pushed past the knuckles and soon they had hands deep in one another. They pumped each other’s ass, making their pregnant bellies gently rub together.

The perky blonde girl watched them intently. Her large breasts pressing against the table as she leaned forward. Her nipples hardened within seconds and a look of recognition came into her pretty eyes. Tabitha searched the room until she noticed an extendable hose on the sink. She got a few squirts of the communal lotion and rubbed it on the nozzle. She pulled it out and worked it up her shapely behind. She cooed as the flow started and she got it into a position that kept it running without holding the handle.

Ashley removed her pants grinning to Jack as she sat at the end of the table, observing the three controlled women. She put a hand below, touching herself. Jack sat the oranges lower, telling the two women to start inserting them. Irene took the smallest one first, working it in slowly and carefully. Jeanette, however, took a mid-sized fruit. She worked it against the opening with a firm force, wiggling it until it hit the opening.

Jeanette’s ass opened to swallow the sphere, causing her to pull up with a sharp breath. In response she pushed harder, forcing the large object into Irene’s ass, making her yelp in pain. She squirmed as the twinge of agony dulled. They both got another, pushing them in more easily this time. Both tensed and grumbled, but their asses had room. The third took more effort, as Jeanette had to rock it back and forth to fit it in. Irene’s approach was less refined, using her palm to jab the orb up the principal’s behind.

Ashley was rubbing herself as she leaned back in her seat. Tabby was standing with her hands on her thighs, her heavy breasts dangling as she took more and more water. She still retained a little baby-weight, but her belly now puffed out due to the water. Her mouth opened with pleasure and it looked like she might be attempting to orgasm without using her hands.

Jack couldn’t resist, unbuttoning his pants as the women lazily tried to insert a fourth orange. They were whimpering as the fruit rolled away from the hole time and again. Irene was able to use both hands, though, and forced another in with meticulous pressure. She followed Jeanette as she pulled away, and abruptly the object popped in. The small Asian girl rolled onto her side, grunting as she writhed. An orange showed, growing larger as she pressed it out. Thinking quickly, Irene poked a finger against it and shoved it in even deeper.

“Don’t let them out.” Jack directed.
Jeanette put her long legs straight, covering her ass with her hand as she lay beside her friend. Irene balled her fists and clenched her eyes, enduring the discomfort. The teacher was still watching without pleasuring herself, with the hose jammed up her butt. Her stomach bulged and her skin glistened with sweat. Jack loved seeing her big tits and decided to try Karen’s idea. “Tabby, lactate.”

The blonde woman’s chest erupted, sending a spray of milk onto the linoleum floor. She seemed surprised by this, waving her hands subtly as she stared at her chest. She reached below them, lifting her breasts as they squirted her milk all over the floor. Her confusion shifted to arousal as she squeezed her full chest. Her stomach matched Jeanette’s now as she shifted her stance, making her full frame jiggle delightfully. The cute woman smiled before she latched onto one of her tits, drinking the milk as it flowed.

Jack wanted to fuck her so badly, but he resisted. He approached Jeanette, but Ashley caught his eye. She looked gorgeous, with rosy cheeks and frazzled hair, sitting low in her seat with her arm shaking as she pleasured herself. Jack was ready to finish, but he decided for one more command.

“You two can take the oranges out and put them up her ass instead.”
Ashley’s eyes doubled with fright. “Wha- wait, I’m just about to cum!”

Jeanette and Irene got on their hands and knees, slowly crawling to Ashley’s seat. They let out one orange at a time, taking turns working them up the unprepared girl’s behind. She resisted, but they both took a leg and put her into an awkward position, making her accept their fruits. The first was uncomfortable, but two, three, and even the fourth slipped in without much effort. She had her legs raised high, which might have helped the process. Jeanette had a split orange in hand now, forcing it in alongside the others.

“Stop and keep her legs high. Let me in there.” Jack shuffled into place, sticking his cock in her pussy easily, as she was dripping wet. Ashley was nearly in tears, but she moaned as he moved. He pumped her, feeling the pressure build as he felt the oranges in her ass move.
“Do it, cum in me!” She winced, “fill me up!”

With that Jack increased the pace, spurting in her as the women held her thighs. Ashley screamed with delight, gasping as she rocked with orgasm. Both of them twitched with delight as the intense climax passed.
“Oh no, get back, get back!” She yelled. She was about to launch her retained fruit when Jeanette plugged her up with a finger. Irene took another orange out of her ass and pressed it against Ashley’s filled asshole. “Holy shit, I can’t!” Irene pushed, working it around. To everyone’s amazement the smaller orange started to go inside. Ashley shrieked as the orb pressed inside, moving everything else deeper. She made pained grunts as she unwillingly accepted the insertion and once it was fully in she thrust her hips into the air, squirting as her body embraced the torment.

Jack was floored by the display, but he knew she couldn’t take any more. “Everyone can let out the oranges.” Jeanette pushed hers out as she leaned back on her knees, as did Irene. Ashley grit her teeth and forced out the six warped oranges. She let out another squirt with the first few, and the last couple took multiple tries. They all hit the floor with a wet thud. Luckily they all enjoyed enemas thanks to Jack, so the oranges were pretty clean.

Mrs. Sanderson was leaning back against the counter, gripping the counter with white knuckles. Milk was still spraying out, coating her belly and the floor. She was massive, her belly easily matching Irene’s twin stomach. She had taken far more than he expected and that seemed worthy of a reward. Jack came to the struggling woman and went to his knees, finding a clear spot where her stomach covered. Spreading her legs open and going below her belly, Jack licked her clit, grinning as she jerked aside.

Taking a deep breath, he pushed his nose up into her smooth mound, licking her button frantically as he grabbed her ass. Tabitha squirmed as she tried to tolerate the overwhelming stimulation. It took less than a minute before she quaked with orgasm. Her belly pushed his head closer, making her twist with ecstasy. Tabitha slid lower, allowing him to pull back as she moved down against the counter.

The handle popped free, stopping the flow. She removed the hose and sat, staring at the floor as milk continued blasting from her swollen nipples. Jack told her to stop lactating and the flow abruptly stopped. He directed her to go to the bathroom and empty. He helped her to stand, watching her wonderful ass shift as she followed the wall to the other room.

Marcy watched from the opposite doorway. “Quite the display.”
“Where’s the kid?”
“Sleeping.” She watched the women clean up and get dressed at Jack’s word. “You never should have had that fucking rod.”
He shrugged. “I’m done now, they won’t know the difference.”
“You know that’s not true. Just go.”

Jack thought about explaining himself, how she would’ve probably done the same thing in his shoes, but he knew it wasn’t worth the time. She had her mind made up and it ultimately didn’t really matter what she thought. Once Ashley was prepared they left the women, planning to never see them again.

Her Majesty’s Most Peculiar Ministry

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Links were established and paper trails appeared, all connecting Oxanna’s research to other facilities around the world. Her husband’s first discovery of an aging cream set everything in motion. Thanks to countless human experiments and funding from unknown sources, the Russians had expanded upon the idea and used it to manipulate human bodies in numerous ways. Most recently, they inadvertently created a living replica of Abbey.

The clone didn’t speak and always showed glee when they would stimulate her with electricity or fire. She wasn’t immune, just highly tolerant. Katherine watched as the men in hazard suits approached the examination platform. Abbey’s clone was displayed upright, with restraints upon her ankles and wrists. One man worked a tube into her rump; giving the all clear as his assistant pulled a lever. The tube connected to a 40 litre transparent tank suspended from the ceiling. They filled it with normal water for now to check how much she could expand. They saw the video and they were shocked by the slime girl’s size. I wonder if this thing can match its mother.
 
Katherine felt the bottle in her pocket. We haven’t figured out why these pills worked, but we were able to replicate them. She was prepared to stop the creation if things went awry. The clone passed the 10 litre amount without complaint, taking far more than an average person could handle. Showing a very prominent belly, she passed the 20 litre mark. Even when she took it all, the woman was relaxed and watching without complaint. Her stomach was grossly oversized, much larger than the real Abbey’s stomach had ever grown. It hung past her knees, nearly touching the floor.

The lead researcher called to empty the woman, but something caught their eyes. The inflated girl’s stomach bulged outward, expanding and contracting in slow pulses. The girl howled loudly, thrashing against her bonds. Katherine hastily opened the container as she ran closer, deftly slipping a few pills up the struggling girl’s ass. This only seemed to agitate the clone, and soon she developed a greenish hue. The creature’s hands and feet slipped free from the closed bonds as she stepped to the ground. She delivered a hard strike to one of the guards as the other shot her in the back. Bullets slowed as they passed through her now translucent skin, tumbling gently to the ground on the opposite side.

Confused, Katherine lobbed a handful of the pills at the monster. It trembled, splashing as it roared ahead. Abbey’s slimy doppelganger filled out, its entire frame growing as the pills dissolved beneath its skin. The creature’s clear body clouded and its curves expanded. The female creature had a wide, laden body within seconds, appearing as an overweight pregnant woman. It hoisted her by the neck, and ripped away her clothing, piece by piece. Kicking wildly, she was unable to escape its grasp as it peeled away her garments. Her vision started to fade when she heard something.

A quiet thump came from behind and the creature’s grasp faltered. She fell hard upon her ass, losing the last remnants of her formal attire to the ground. Her attacker dissolved into a pool of goop beneath her legs as she recovered. Looking back, an older, beautiful woman smirked with accomplishment. “I’m glad it worked. I took a chance.” She lowered the odd weapon, noting Katherine’s confusion. “This is a sonic cannon.” She presented the gray tube with handles for a moment before offering her hand. “My name is Priscilla, but you can call me P.”

“I’ve heard of you.” Katherine stood and stepped away from the creature’s remnants.
“It’s good to finally meet you.” The woman glanced down for a moment. “I’ve heard so much about you, Agent Evans.” Katherine made no attempt to hide her nudity as the woman stole another glance. Priscilla shook her head and pulled her mind back to the matter at hand. “We were working on an alternative method to dispatch this thing and luckily for you I was preparing it to test it shortly.”
“Thank you, can we find me some clothes n-“ She noticed the floor was dry, and the bulk of the substance behind her was also missing.

“Oh.” The woman’s aged, alluring eyes showed worry. “It’s gotten away.” She thought for a time, inspecting her weapon. “But why didn’t this work?”
“The pills only made it angry and change color. How do we stop it?”
“I was watching the recording… Maybe it’s weakening the structure with each application. I think it might be building some sort of resistance or even immunity to the capsules.”

She rambled on and Katherine finally understood why she wasn’t popular around the office. The woman had prominent, rosy cheeks with a dimpled smile as she discussed the scientific structure of the creature. Her glistening light brown hair rested upon her shoulders and her blouse was parted to show a small amount of cleavage. Like most women here, she knew how to look attractive. Unlike the agents, however, her good looks were wasted in the research office. She was incredibly intelligent, but she could be quite dull, as she heard.

She was still going when Katherine decided to halt her explanation. “We have to stop it before it gets topside.”
“The subfloors are in lockdown already. Perhaps if we use this cannon one or two more times it will completely destroy the thing.” She offered the weapon.
Katherine got a feel for the gun as she moved to the door. “Stay close.”
“You’re not going to cover yourself?”
“No time. Hope you don’t mind.”
P smirked. “Not one bit. You have a nice behind.”

Katherine responded with a smile before moving into the hallway. She cleared each corner with Priscilla in tow. Hearing a faint noise, she came around the corner to see Lyla. With a sly grin and a raised eyebrow, the woman put a hand on her hip. She was entirely nude; her very ample breasts drawing their attention as the girl came closer. They were perfectly shaped, natural, and gigantic. Her nipples sat low, pointing slightly upward upon the silky smooth melons.

“Want to have some fun?” Lyla spoke seductively as she reached out to cup Katherine’s more modest breast.
She pulled back. “Where are your clothes?”
“I lost them.” She continued approaching, and Katherine continued edging backward.
“Stop.” She aimed the gun at her supposed co-worker. “You’re not Lyla.”

The buxom woman pursed her kissable lips as she scowled. She knocked the gun away before hitting Katherine in her exposed crotch. Katherine hit the woman in the arm as she fell to the ground, gasping in pain. P stepped back, unable to reach the cannon as Lyla descended upon her. The replica woman held up her hand, showing off her light skin shifting to a greenish hue. It pulled away the woman’s suit pants, leaving only a few remnants around her legs and waist.

Priscilla was stunned as the creature pushed her malleable hand up her snatch. They locked eyes as the wrist passed through and P showed her discomfort. Her stomach bulged as the copied woman thrust up to her elbow. Within moments the aggressor was on her knees, shoulder deep into the researcher. Katherine was recovering, quietly reaching for the weapon as the woman put her other arm in. She had both arms almost in entirely when Kathrine touched the gun. It shifted, making a small noise that caused the creature to pull away, leaving its arms behind. P whimpered as she fell back against the wall and slid to the floor, her gaping pussy slowly closing as the goo moved deeper inside of her.

The clone’s skin returned to a human shade as it kicked the sonic cannon from her hand. Katherine sent a heel into her sizable chest, causing one of her tits to mash in and bounce with an oddly satisfying motion. Katherine reached up to strike the other one, making them bounce out of rhythm. The armless woman stumbled as her heavy breasts stopped moving. She avoided a strike before diving downward head-butting Katherine’s unintentionally exposed vagina.

She gasped, expecting pain, but instead the copy’s head changed shape in an instant, reforming as it pushed into her loins. The pain came soon after, as the slime woman maneuvered into her womb. Gritting her teeth, Katherine tried to close her legs, but it was a vain attempt. Slime rushed into her as P nudged the gun closer. She took hold and moved her legs wide as she aimed at the clone’s marvelous ass. She blasted the partially inserted slime woman. Green goo splattered outward, covering her legs. The substance inside settled, but it would not come out, no matter how hard she pushed. Gazing upon her swollen belly, Katherine tipped to the side and lifted herself up using the wall.

P had a similarly large stomach as she sat with her legs wide and a worried expression. “What do we do?”
Katherine shot another blast at the inert substance upon the floor, just to be certain. “We find a way to get this tosh out of us.” She pulled P to her feet, checking the green pool upon the floor. They continued down the hall at a labored pace.

“Ugh, I can’t, I just can’t.” Priscilla leaned upon the wall, slumping down.
“We just have to carry on, P.”
“What’s the point? We can’t get this thing out of us.”
“That seems a little pessimistic. There has to be some way to remove it!”
She perked up at that, shuffling along once more. “You’re right. We just need to get to my lab.”

They took a few minutes of strained walking, eventually reaching P’s office. They found the real Lyla and Abbey in a similar predicament. Abbey’s thick frame was spread upon the floor, her tall stomach shifting as she groaned. Lyla was balanced upon two office chairs to distribute her increased weight, flipping through the research notes for the Russian facilities. Both women were inflated heavily, giving the visitors an agitated glance.

“How do we get this out?!” Abbey pleaded as she lay.
P pushed into the room, leaning against the table where Lyla read. The wood creaked as she maneuvered around. “We know it is highly resistant to most stimulants, but water seemed to help it to expand. Clearly we need to figure some way to dry it out without harming our bodies.”

Lyla pushed away from the desk. Her massive breasts and belly wobbling as she rolled. Her short-cut chestnut brown hair partially obscured her accented blue eyes. Her full, light pink lips parted as she held her stomach. She looked to Katherine with frustration. “My comms got busted during our scuffle and I can’t find anything about this shite inside us. This whole thing is balls-up.”

“No need to get your knickers in a twist, dear.” Katherine always enjoyed the chance to patronize the number one agent. “We both know what they’re going to say.” She touched her ear, turning on the emergency communicator. “Operator, have any advice? This is Evans.”

“I was wondering when you’d call.” The man’s voice crackled in her ear. “We have the subfloors on lockdown, so it’s really up to you. I see the… substance isn’t doing any lasting harm, so perhaps you can wait it out?”
“How much air do we have?”
“Enough to last into tomorrow.”
“Any hope of a rescue mission?” Katherine already knew they answer.
“Sorry, but I saw how easily that stuff spread. I can’t risk that getting topside.”
She looked to the others. “No help coming, we have to deal with this first.”
“Of course.” Lyla put a hand on her knee. “Even if we get these out there’s no way to know if we got them all.”

Priscilla held up a finger. “We can probably use a specialized camera to locate them. As for dealing with them I think I have an idea.” She lumbered to the opposite side of the room, rifling through a cabinet. “Silica Gel. This stuff should draw some of the moisture from its body and ideally it will come out to find another hiding spot.”

“How are we going to get to them if they’re inside us?”
P held up an extending rod. “Simply place some of the desiccant on here and be very careful when inserting it.” She took a speculum from a drawer. “Who wants to go first?”
“I should since I’m still standing.” Katherine hauled her immense frame closer. She spread her legs and held her pussy wide as P sat down clumsily. She used the speculum to open her patient wide, working the clear orb onto the end of the telescoping rod.

“I see it.” She moved ever so carefully. “Here it comes.”
Katherine felt the slime inside shift violently, thrashing as it tried to fit its mass into her womb. The pain made her stumble and fall, thankfully P removed the rod in time. Her stomach writhed as she lay on her back and suddenly she felt it pushing out of her. The slime creature yanked itself out and slid across the floor, moving up a chair and into Lyla’s unprepared asshole.

The woman shrieked and lifted, causing the chairs to move apart. She fell between the supports, howling as she planted on her narrow ass. Her stomach grew quickly, making the other two girls seem tiny in comparison. Her epic tits expanded just enough to match her full frame and she still looked amazing in spite of her extended size. Both P and Abbey groaned as their occupants burst from their openings, crawling toward the immobile Lyla.

Both blobs moved beneath the inflated woman and carried her through the doorway. With the others still in shock, Katherine followed her with the sonic weapon in hand, quickly changing the battery as instructed. She came around a corner to find the Russian man from the previous facility with slime covering most of his skin. Now twice his normal size with green strips of goo wrapping around his body, the man looked wild and dangerous.

“You cannot stop us!” He ran forward, shrugging away a blast from the sonic cannon. He pulled the weapon from her grasp and took her arm. He took some slime and placed it on her wrists and ankles, binding her against the wall. Abbey and P came in to help, but he only repeated the process, subduing them all. He strained, directing all of the slime to move to his crotch. It molded together to form an immensely long and thick cock.

“You will regret killing our creator!” He got down, moving into the missionary position with an overfilled Lyla. She tried to pull away, but the bed of slime now held her tightly upon the floor. The man fucked her hard, causing her heavy body to bounce against his thrusts. He put his legs together to drive in with his entire body, making her belly squish as he continually dropped upon her. Lyla was truly defeated in the moment, trying desperately to find some means of escape.

This seemed to excite the augmented man, causing his speed to increase. He paused to lean back, sitting down with her legs over his shoulders as he leaned back. He rammed into her with even more force, raising her weighted frame high into the air as he pumped her. Lyla was resisting, but the wet noise betrayed her true enjoyment. It was hard to distinguish if she was excited or if she was just too full.

Suddenly the question was answered. The man stopped for a moment before he launched cum into her already huge belly. Somehow he filled her even more, causing her once taut belly to roll outwards. Her breasts were immaculate, with her nipples growing proportionately; the orbs pulled to touch the ground beside her, retaining the smooth, kissable skin.

“Don’t do this, please!” P cried out. “Just let us go and you can have her!”

The man withdrew his monstrous cock. Approaching the pleading woman suspended upon the wall. He took one of her well-portioned breasts as he tilted his head. With a smile he stepped aside, reaching up to free Katherine’s arm. The blob of slime moved down and added to his enhanced member. He also freed one leg, lifting it up to rest upon his shoulder. The monster poked the massive shaft into the ginger’s trimmed pussy, working it in smoothly.

Bucking and grunting, Katherine fought, showing pain as he parted her legs in a suspended split. He was unforgiving, ramming his gigantic rod in and out of her lower opening, making her drip as he drilled her. She hated to admit that she was loving the smooth feeling as the slime cock glided in and out. She reached down and rubbed her clit, ignoring the man’s laughter. Her body tingled as she enjoyed the shaft plunging into her. She approached orgasm and she knew he was too.

The man took hold of her free arm, stopping her enjoyment. She growled angrily as a minor, disappointing orgasm came. She was about to curse when she felt her pussy open wide. His colossal cock bulged as it sent blast after blast into her. She was stunned to see her stomach pulse upward, with the seed settling low. He gave her more doses than Lyla and she had the belly to show for it. He slid out, still erect and stepped back. Katherine felt another orgasm was near, and decided to take the opportunity. Reaching down, she rubbed her clit wildly, taking mere seconds before a full climax took hold of her body. She convulsed with pleasure, and as he slid out the fluid stayed in place. In spite of her push, nothing came out.

“Let me go!” P cried out. “You don’t need me with all these other tight holes!”

He moved to Abbey, again ignoring the antagonizing remarks. The man absorbed the slime on her legs, lifting her outward and pushing his enlarged member against her cushy backside. He used a hand to guide himself as he held her leg, and soon he was slipping between into her rump. Abbey pulled and bucked, but he was already edging deeper. He didn’t even make it in entirely when his cock shook violently, pumping more cum up her ass. Abbey watched with horror as her stomach puffed upward growing in pulses as the man filled her. She moaned as he pulled out, retaining the thick seed.

He finally came to P, smiling broadly with his enlarged cock standing proudly. She was clearly nervous about where he would insert his shaft next.  He removed all of the slime bonds, bringing her up as he opened her legs and wrapped them around him. He lined her up, pleased to see her spreading her pussy. Without warning he dropped her, making her weight force his cock deep into her loins.

The man’s eyes showed concern as he tossed his current mate aside, growling with anger as he stomped backwards. On the floor Katherine could see an open plastic bag with more of the silica gel inside.

“Careful where you stick that thing.” P scoffed, removing it from the bag and launching it at the slime enveloped cock.

He pulled back with even more anger, recoiling from the attack. She took the chance to grab the sonic weapon and blast him. The man wavered, kneeling as he took another hit. The third blast really caused the most damage, making sections of his body melt to the floor in a disturbing fashion. The man held up a hand in surrender.

“We did not mean to harm you. We only seek to replicate.”
“We can’t let you go.” P was ready to finish the monster.

There was an uneasy pause before the slime pulled away from the man, flying to the ceiling. P blasted the Russian before turning her aim to the ceiling. She took two shots to hit the suspended blob, causing it to splash onto the ground harmlessly. P used some of the silica to unbind the other operatives.

“Do we all have more of those in us?” Abbey asked.
“It feels different. I don’t think the stuff we have is fully… matured yet.” Katherine  touched her swollen stomach.
“If we just break the seal it should come out.” P spread herself, trying to find the blockage. “I think I…” She walked heavily to a table, directing Katherine to climb up. “Mind if I take a look in you?” Katherine did as instructed, lying back on the desk and opening her legs. P parted her with nimble fingers, inspecting the hard stopper in her vagina. “It’s wedged in there and I don’t think a desiccant will help here.” She searched for another option.

Lyla took the initiative, moving the researcher aside and stepping between Katherine’s open legs. Katherine gave a questioning look over her inflated midsection. The woman dismissed the concern and worked her fingers into the wide opening. Katherine moaned, biting her lip as the other woman worked to spread her. Lyla was not gentle, being able to fit her entire fist in after a few minutes. She used both hands, pulling Katherine’s hole apart forcefully.

“It’s too much!”
Lyla worked with determination. “Don’t be a twat!” Her large breasts shaking as she worked her hands inside her companion.

Grimacing, Katherine was in distress, but her occasional gasps of pleasure showed that she didn’t mind it too much. She endured the rough handling, shifting uncomfortably beneath her distended belly. She gripped the table as wet noises came from her privates.

Suddenly she felt something shift. The blockage moved lower, sliding along her lubricated entrance. It gained speed, now pushed by the contents it restricted. Lyla removed her hands and leaned back to avoid the eruption. The stopper fell to the floor with a thud as off white slime slid out of Katherine’s pussy. She moaned as it flowed onto the floor without restriction, covering her companion.

Lyla got up and flicked her hands, clearly disgusted by the substance all over her front. Katherine pushed out more and more, pausing to catch her breath before making another attempt. Soon her stomach was flat and there was a large pool upon the floor.

Lyla cocked her head with a stern look to the researcher. “Next.”

P sighed as she came closer, her belly shifting heavily as she moved. She built up before gracelessly lifting her leg onto the table, scooting into a comfortable position. She looked to Katherine as Lyla tried to remove the obstruction with far more care than before. “Head back to my lab and try my infrared camera. They should show up on that. See if my colleagues are still alive too”
“How many others were down here?”
“Three others.” She paused. “Besides those guards that didn’t make it and this one.” She looked to the remnants of the Russian captive. She scoffed at their former attacker.

Katherine took the weapon and left them to empty, giving Abbey a quick kiss as she passed. She found the camera and sure enough it showed a slight temperature difference in the remaining sentient oozes. She used the sonic cannon to dispatch them one by one. It took a while, but she finally stepped into the last room. She stopped in her tracks, shocked by the woman who turned to glare at her.

The fair-skinned woman’s luscious lips opened to show a broad smile. Her thin nose sat in contrast to her big blue eyes and her low, natural breasts shifted as she came closer. Katherine was looking at a copy of herself. “We will settle this.”
“I liked you better when you didn’t talk!” She raised the weapon, blasting the woman’s arm. Chords of slime hung as it fell to the floor. The clone ignored the injury as it vaulted forward. She sent another shot at the floor as the clone pushed her shoulder, knocking her back before sending the weapon careening into the air. Katherine bumped into a suspended researcher and she noticed they were stuck to the wall with slime, awaiting an unknown fate.

“We know how you work, Katherine. We’ve been inside you.” The injured woman grinned with cold eyes. “We will be free or you will not.” She slinked ahead, circling around Katherine.
“Evans, you have to get us all out of here, it’s our only hope!” The only male researcher pleaded.
Katherine sensed his urgency wasn’t just from fear. “Let them go and you can do whatever you want with me.”

The copied woman’s smile faded as she thought about the proposition. She walked to the wall and absorbed the slime bonds one at a time. Once freed, each captive ran for the door. With only Katherine remaining, the woman came within arm’s reach. “You think that without them you can beat me.”
“I do.”
She scoffed, “Funny.” The clone sent a fist at Katherine with lightning speed. Instead of hitting her in the jaw, however, it opened her mouth wide and pushed down her throat. She felt the slimy appendage slip down her throat and hit the bottom of her stomach. The sensation was unsettling, as she felt her stomach bulge for a moment before the woman withdrew her hand.

The woman took a few hits before sending another strike between Katherine’s legs. Again her arm changed, snaking it’s path up her behind and through her intestines. Katherine watched the woman in shock as she felt the slimy arm worming its way through her body. The woman knelt, going elbow deep into her while maintaining eye contact. Katherine grew wet as her belly started expanding.

She watched her stomach puff out, growing expediently as the other woman shrank. She felt pressure on her loins as the woman put her lips into place. Katherine gasped as her copy worked her tongue against her clitoris, making the insertion feel oddly enjoyable. She felt the tongue move deeper and soon a second tendril was moving up and into her womb. She was mesmerized, her belly growing to the previous size and then larger as the clone slipped out of view. She felt the last remnants of the aggressor pull inside, moving up her ass and her pussy.

Once she was fully inside, Katherine stepped heavily, finding balance and moaning with the odd sensations. Her occupant writhed, causing her to walk clumsily to the wall for support. She grew flush as her belly gurgled and bulged and she felt an unexpected orgasm rising. Sudden and intense, she couldn’t prepare herself, squirting onto the floor as she screamed with delight. She loudly endured the pleasure, feeling aftershocks rolling along her body. Sinking to the floor, she grew lightheaded and everything faded to darkness.

She awoke to see Abbey above her, cradling her in arm. Her chubby frame felt warm and soft, with her breasts squishing against her shoulder. Katherine gained her bearings as she looked down to see her stomach was mostly smooth yet again. “They figured out a special frequency to kill the slime without hurting us.” Katherine saw a massive pool of light green goo on the floor beneath her.

“How are you feeling?” Katherine asked as she looked up to her lover.
“I’m okay. My stomach is sore, but we all took a lot.”
“Yeah, I’m glad that thing is dead.”
“The operator gave us the all clear now.” Lyla spoke from behind Abbey, naked and glistening. “You missed the inspection.” She looked to the group of men in hazmat suits combing the other side of the room. “Oh, and also he thanked us for the show. He said we could watch again if we’d like.” Lyla chuckled.

Hazing

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“Well, what’s the verdict? Can I be part of your sex club?” Candice smirked.
“That’s up to you. I have a few requirements first.” Ashley returned the smugness. She brought her into the bathroom and offered a string bikini. Bright green, yellow, and white brushed lines resembling pine tree needles with splashes of vibrant pink as a backdrop, it was eye catching to say the least. “You’re going to wear this as we walk to Jack’s place.”

She scoffed, stripping casually. “Oh my god I’m going to expose a portion of my gorgeous body as we walk across town. How obscene!”
Ashley tilted her head with disdain in her expression. She took the shower head and unscrewed it. “You get filled too.”
She rolled her eyes. “Fine, fine. I should’ve guessed it would involve getting a belly full knowing you guys.”

Candice put on the bikini, tying it snugly around her slender frame. She had b-cup breasts now and an apple ass that made Ashley slightly jealous. Her belly was showing already, but her pregnancy wasn’t too far along. Once satisfied with her attire, she slid her bottoms aside, allowing Ashley to insert the marginally lubricated hose. Gasping, she trembled as the water started, the increasing flow causing her to lean forward. Candice took it well, resisting the urge to touch herself as she waited. Ashley came up behind her, wrapping her arms around her grumbling tummy.

“Why do you and Karen always do this?”
Ashley shrugged behind her. “I dunno. Once you do it a few times you start to enjoy it. Maybe he just com-“ She stopped the thought. “Maybe we just like it because Jack likes it.” Ashley ran her hands up, cupping Candice’s breasts. “How do you like it?” She kissed her neck lightly.
“It’s not bad I guess, but I prefer plain ol’ sex, personally.” She enjoyed the girl’s caress as her belly filled. Her eyes narrowed as she thought. “Wait, you’re going to make me walk home like this?” She pulled forward with concern.
“You guessed it.” Ashley smiled as she put her hands into her pockets. “You’re going to do exactly what I say, even if you don’t want to.”

Ashley allowed her to fill for a time as she prepared a backpack and changed in her room. She put on a light blue t-shirt and off-white shorts. She turned off the flow before running a finger along Candice’s expanded belly, which now appeared to be a mid-term pregnancy. Ashley removed the hose carefully, cleaning it inside and out with rubbing alcohol before reattaching the shower massage. She also lubricated a large, bulbous butt plug and worked it into Candice’s filled ass.

“See, the nice thing about this plug is that there is a filling valve.” She turned the small attached hose and tucked it downward, making sure it wouldn’t show through the bikini bottoms. “Now. Let’s go.”

Ashley led the hesitant girl outside, smirking as she tried to act naturally. Candice did well, considering the great deal of water she held, but Ashley knew it was only a matter of time. They walked down the travelled street, getting occasional glances from men and women alike as they passed. A pregnant girl wearing a bikini isn’t that weird, but Candice looks good, really good.

They walked for about ten minutes before diverting into a small wooded area. They found a quiet spot and Ashley brought out a 32 ounce water bottle, sloshing it with a devious grin. Candice bent down and moved her bottoms aside, holding the small hose upright. Ashley brought a screw-on cap with an attached nozzle and air intake. She put it on and flipped the bottle upright, watching the water empty into Candice’s ass. Her chest rose and fell, and it wasn’t long until Candice took the entire bottle. Stashing the empty bottle in her pack, Ashley patted her friend’s belly, smiling at her subtle discomfort.

“Feeling a little full? You don’t want to stop… do you?”
She tucked the tube back into place, adjusting her bottoms. “No, I’ll be fine, I’m ready whenever.”
A rustling caught their attention. They both screamed as an older, angry looking woman stepped into sight. “What are you girls doing out here?”
“Uh, just passing through.” Ashley stuttered nervously.
“What’s in the backpack?”
“Nothing, just some clothes.” Candice interjected with surprising calm. “We’re not causing any harm, just heading to the beach.”
The woman seemed to accept the answer. “All right, just thought you might be drinking or something up here.” She glanced to Candice’s belly. “But, I see that’s not the case.”
“No, no, of course not – we’ll be on our way.” Ashley took her companion’s arm, helping her along. The woman watched them for a time before heading back.
“That was pretty damned close. You gotta lie a little better if you’re going to walk my big ass around town.”
“Your ass is tiny, and you talked us out of it just fine.”
“I guess, but this gut will draw attention.” Candice poked her stomach, making it gurgle loudly. “Ho-boy, that wasn’t the best idea.”

They marched back to the road, following the sidewalk to a fast-food restaurant. Ashley bought them some ice-cream and they sat in a booth to eat. Candice was clearly struggling, but she made little complaint as she took small bites of her sundae. She ate less than half, playing with it as Ashley finished. Before leaving, they sidetracked into the bathroom, sharing a stall as Ashley gave her another drink.

Someone came in as she filled, moving quietly to the second stall. It was a long, tense silence as they continued, carefully emptying the bottle into Candice. Once drained, Ashley carefully slipped the bottle into her backpack, wincing every time the thin plastic crinkled. She zipped her pack and Candice fixed her suit yet again before they both stepped out. They washed their hands, hearing the other toilet flush.

The elderly woman looked them over as she came to the sink. “I remember my first child.” She smiled in the mirror. “It’s good to see a girl who is proud of her body.” She glanced to Ashley. “And it’s very nice of you to help your sister. I bet her tummy is getting awkward!”

“Yeah, I keep forgetting how big I am.” Candice remarked timidly as she looked upon her expansive belly. “My sister always helps me out, though.”
“That’s nice. You look really good, how far along are you?”
“Uh, near the end. Only a month left.” Candice fumbled for a few words, squeezing the countertop as she hid her discomfort.
“Oh, you’re not big at all!”
The woman was about to continue, but Ashley interrupted, saying farewell as she led Candice outside.

“Thanks, I thought she’d never stop.”
“She’s just admiring you.” Ashley giggled. “You’re a pretty preggo girl!”
“Oh, shut-up.” Candice quieted as they walked. “Aren’t you nervous about being a mother?”
“Sure, but I know it will be all right.” She remembered her command. “You will be confident too. You know things will turn out all right.”
“I guess you’re right. I’m going to be a hot young mom and I can hit you up to babysit.”

I’ll hit you up to babysit too. Ashley thought. Between her family, Jack’s, and my dad we should have enough eyes for all the kids. Hell, we could run a small daycare soon. Maybe we should command each other to love our children unquestioningly… But is that wrong? I mean, I’ll love my kid no matter what… right? She pushed her doubts aside. I’ll talk with Jack and Karen later, we just have to figure this all out before the command rod is gone.

The time passed quickly as she thought. She could see her swollen friend was growing weak from lugging her weighted frame. She could see some resemblance, but Candice’s hair was longer and fuller, and she wore makeup that accented her entrancing brown eyes. They had similar builds, but Candice had the perfect ass. Candice also had an easy-going attitude that she would never achieve.
“Come on, I can’t take much more of this…” Candice lumbered along, holding her midsection. “I feel like a freakin tank!”
Ashley smirked. “You’ll be fine. We’re only have a little farther to go.”

They stopped in a semi-secluded backyard of a seemingly empty house. Ashley opened her backpack for the final bottle of water, but it wasn’t there. “Crap, I must’ve taken it out and left it at the bathroom!”
“Guess I miss out… Aw shucks.” She spoke with a forced smile.

Ashley was about to start walking again when her eyes caught sight of a coiled garden hose hanging upon the house. She used some wet-wipes to clean the end as Candice watched.

“You can’t be serious.” Candice asked without her usual humor. “That is too fucking much.”
Ashley turned the hose on to clear out any stagnant water. “You’re going to take it.” She turned off the water as she brought it behind her companion. “I’m gonna take out the plug. Don’t leak for a few seconds.” With quick motions, Ashley yanked the buttplug out and jammed the hose in. Candice stifled tears as she shifted uncomfortably.

“Ugh, I can’t hold it… It’s going down the…” Ashley trotted to the handle and twisted it open, making sure not to make it too strong. Candice whimpered as the blast of water rushed into her ass. She dropped down slowly, going to her hands and knees upon the walkway. “I don’t like this! You have to stop!”

I don’t think I’ve ever seen her like this… She enjoyed watching her former tormenter struggle, but also felt guilty for inflicting pain. I should be better than this, but it’s so much fun. She would do the same to me in my situation, I’m sure. Candice’s stomach trembled as it inflated beneath her. Her begging stopped abruptly as a car door shut nearby.

People talked as they approached the house next door and Ashley had to think fast. Knowing they would see Candice, she rolled the burdened girl onto her side, just below their view over the fence. The two middle aged men paused when Ashley popped up.

“Uh, hi, do you know if Jack’s home?”
“I… I don’t think there’s a Jack that lives there.”
“Oh, that explains it. I must have the wrong address. I’ll have to text him again.”

The men continued on without question. Ashley rushed to turn off the water, seeing her friend almost in tears. She was enormous, groaning softly as she lifted herself. She looked like she was in the final stages of pregnancy with twins and she moved similarly. Ashley helped her up before removing the hose and forcing the plug back into place.

“Oh… I can’t hold it anymore, you have to let me go.”
Feeling remorseful, she decided to end it early. “You can choose to do what I say now or not. You can decide.”
“Come on, help me along.” Ashley took her arm. “We have to make it to Jack’s place.”
“Don’t you want to let it out somewhere first?”
“I can’t. It’s going to take so long. We’re almost there, just help me out.”

Surprised, Ashley helped her along. They went very slowly at first, but soon Candice was walking on her own. She still waddled due to the full belly, but she was finding a good rhythm. Candice’s joking was limited now. The petite girl’s light blonde hair glinted in the sun and her vibrant, taut bikini made many people glance in her direction. She sighed with relief as they turned the corner, seeing Jack’s house two blocks ahead. She took a deep breath and forged ahead.

A slightly younger boy sat with earbuds in as he thumbed his phone, watching the girls approach. Without warning, the boy darted from the steps, yanking on Candice’s bikini bottoms string. She tried to stop him, but the boy was much faster, holding them a short distance away. “Want these back, fatty?”

“I’m pregnant, you little shit!” She reached, but he was too nimble. “Give those back right now!”
“Nope!” He grinned. “Dance for me, fatty!” He unplugged his earbuds and started a pop song playing.
“What?” Ashley tried to act appalled.
“If she dances then I give these back.”
“You can’t be serious right now.” Candice failed to cover her fair-skinned rump as she searched for observers. Luckily it wasn’t a high travelled street.
“Last chance or I won’t give these back!” He turned up the volume.

The excessively filled girl smiled as she moved her hands aside, exposing her rounded ass. Her trimmed pussy was obscured by her huge belly, which bounced appealingly as she started swaying. She found her groove, dancing for the boy with surprising ease. She spun around and wiggled her butt, twisting her hips as she strutted around. She was an amazing dancer in spite of her girth and the boy was visibly impressed.

She stepped close and gave him a seductive smirk, running hands up her body until she held her chest. Pulling her top aside, she exposed her sizable, upturned breasts for his enjoyment. It was only for a moment, but it was enough time to take her bottoms back. Her smile vanished as she put them back on and retied them. She waved him aside and ushered Ashley onward. The boy stared in silence as they left.

Candice slowed, leaning against a bench handle. “It hurts so much. It’s like extreme cramps, but it goes and comes.” She started walking again. “I can fucking do this.” Her belly sloshed side to side with each step and her ass looked amazing in the snug bikini. Finally they came to Jack’s house.

Ashley leaned in without a word, giving Candice a soft, passionate kiss. She felt her nipples harden as she pulled away with a smile. Candice noticed her arousal, and she covered her chest with embarrassment. I knew I should’ve worn a bra! I wish I had Karen’s confidence.

Candice’s building discomfort urged them to continue. They went inside to find Hank making some lunch. He stared openly as Candice leaned upon the counter, unintentionally giving him a perfect view of her cleavage.

“You two should fuck.” Ashley blurted out.
“What?!” Candice turned beet red.
“Ashley!” Hank snapped.

“Why not? She’s part of this family now, right? Plus she’s already pregnant.”
“Ashley, I don’t understand how you think that would be okay!”
She touched the command rod. “Don’t resist it, Mr. Olsen. Do her if you want to.” He should be as open to all this as the rest of his family. She removed her hand before continuing. “Do you want to fuck him, Candice?”
“Uh… s-sure, I guess.” She looked at him bashfully.
“See?” Ashley smirked. “It’s up to you.”

Hank thought for a time. Shaking his head, he came around the counter and sat her down in one of the dining chairs. He undid his pants and stepped beside her. She parted her full lips, running her tongue around his cock before swallowing it. Candice was skilled in that regard, making him pull away a few times due to the overwhelming sensations. After a minute he got between her legs and pulled her up, folding her in the seat, against her gigantic stomach. Candice groaned as he untied her bikini and slipped in, working his cock into her wet hole.

She hit a high note as he drove in. She was agitated after a few strokes, telling him to be careful, pushing him back as he ignored her plea. Soon he was in full swing, humping her with shallow movements. She contested, but he was nearing the climax. He shifted his weight and rammed in, causing her to squeak in pain. Without concern he continued, trying to go to her deepest reaches. Her legs were against her shoulders and her face was pressed into her stomach. Candice grew louder, letting out a shrill shriek, hitting his chest with her fists.

He finally relented, his wet cock bouncing as he moved back. “Come on, a little more.”
“No, no, it’s in my ass!” Candice turned to Ashley with panic. “The plug went all the way in!”

Confused, Hank helped her up and turned her around, making her get onto her knees in the chair. She spread herself, pleading for their help. He poked a finger into her gaping asshole, realizing the blackness was the bottom of the plug. She moaned as she pulled away. She went back again, holding her ass wide, awaiting his assistance.

The man was undeterred, lining up and pushing his dick back into her open ass. Candice yelped and jumped forward, but he followed. She pressed against her stomach as she leaned into the back of the chair and he put most of his weight against her. She was pinned, with his cock buried in her blocked ass. She howled, flailing her arms as the man pumped hurriedly and blasted his cum in her butt. She was trembling with agony as he worked the remainder inside her. He slid out limp and she got to her feet, scowling at the man. Ashley was stunned by the scene, impressed that Candice was still keeping it all in.

Full and in pain, Candice was flat-out mean to the man. “You fucking pushed it deeper, asshole!”
He shrugged, without compassion. “Sorry, I couldn’t hold back.”

Betty appeared in the doorway, interrupting their quarrel. “What is going on here?”
The hostility left Candice in an instant. “Uh, Mrs. Olsen, I was just…”
“Are you three having fun without me?” She turned her attention to Candice’s ample stomach. “My lord, she can take as much as Karen, maybe more!” The girl was speechless, looking to the ground as Betty rubbed her gurgling tummy. “I heard you want to be around us more, is that true?” She nodded. “Well, Ashley wanted the same thing, and I see she already showed you what kind of fun we can have.”
Candice feigned a smile through her tense expression. “I don’t know if I’d call this fun. It hurts so much.”

Betty walked to Ashley, giving her a quick kiss on the lips. “Jack thought of the idea to invite a few lovers into our lives. Ashley was accepting, and he thought you would be too. You don’t have to do this if you don’t like it, but you’re very good at taking it and keeping it all in. Once you do it a few times it becomes a sort of challenge.”

Noticing the newcomer’s apprehension, Betty took off her causal clothing and bent over the counter, reaching back to spread her ass. “Who wants to fill me?” Hank volunteered, taking a washed apple from the basket and using some lotion to prepare it as directed. He used his fingers to open her backdoor before bringing the round apple to her opening. “See, I can take this… e-e-easily now!” She jerked and raised her voice as he pushed the small apple into her bottom.

Inhaling sharply, she shot upward, shifting as she stood. “It hurts, but it also feels good. It’s hard to explain, but we all find something unique that we enjoy.” She bent back down and rested upon her elbows. “Give me another one.”

Hank prepared a larger, dark red apple. He pressed the tapered end in between her cheeks and with firm pressure it slowly vanished. She tensed as it spread her asshole and pushed to the largest section. Her ass opened to accept the fruit, gobbling it up with ease. Again she rose, fighting through the pain as her pussy dripped onto the kitchen floor. She asked for more and Hank gave it readily. The third apple pushed the others painfully deep, making her drip again as it forced its way inside. Hank used his fingers to push them even farther and she moaned as she watched her belly bulge as he pressed.

“One… one more. Ram it in.”

Betty pointed to her stomach as he put the other apple up to her closed ass. She put her hands out to stabilize herself and waited. Hank eased it up until she started lifting away. His muscle showed as he thrust the object into her asshole. Her belly showed a notable bump as she screamed, squirting onto the floor as she rocked violently. It only lasted a few seconds before she let the apples fall from her ass. She pushed out the last two, convulsing with delight as they exited.

“See, it’s so intense. You might start to like it.” She smiled as the heavily inflated girl watched the scene.

Visibly drained, Candice stumbled, supporting herself as she walked to the doorway. “I can’t take this anymore. I have to empty.” Ashley rushed to help her, leaving Jack’s parents to clean up.
Jack came down the stairs, glancing into the kitchen. “Is Mom showing off again?”
“Yeah.” Ashley huffed as she supported the heavy girl. “They like her, though.”
“It’s a lotta work to get into your good graces!” Candice groaned. “Help me, I need to empty now!”

They increased the pace, getting her into the bathroom. Jack eased away and Ashley moved in front of her. The girl’s confusion quickly changed to surprise as Jack pulled out his cock and poked it up her springy butt. Somehow he hit the spot on the first try, pushing upward as Ashley hugged her.

“The plug is still in there!” She whined, waving her arms frantically as he started fucking her.
“He won’t take long, just let him have your ass for a minute.” Ashley stroked the girl’s flowing blonde hair.

He took hold of her hips as he poked the toy deeper. She complained as her water-filled belly sloshed between them and she was begging for him to finish. Excited, Jack grabbed one shoulder, pushing all the way into her ass.

“Hurry up, cum in me! Get it over with!” She grunted as he hit a different angle. “Just fucking do it!” She stumbled as he continued and a few quick blasts of water launched outward to the floor.

Ashley comforted the girl as he pounded her. She looked into his eyes and watched him orgasm, blasting into the inflated girl. Immediately Candice lunged past her, relieved she could finally use a toilet. She pushed hard, forcing the toy free and emptying loudly as they watched.

“Holy fuck, it’s amazing.” She looked at her heavily distended belly. “How did I hold all of that?”
Jack shook his head. “No idea, but it’s hot!”
Candice tilted her head, closing her eye as cramps came and went. “So, am I your fuck-buddy or your dad’s?”
Ashley made an embellished shrug. “Why not all of us?”