A Short Kiss Goodnight

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“We sure picked a perfect time to come,” Sashi joked. Dense gray clouds covered the sky, sitting in stark contrast to the lush greens of the savannah horizon.

“I like it – it reminds me of home.” Katherine’s sunburn had only just recovered from their last mission in the Philippines. “Kind of sad that we don’t see giraffes, though.”

Sashi watched the scenery. “What’s the plan if things go bad?” Her long, luxurious hair whipped in the wind. “Mind control can’t really exist, right?”

Abbey’s thick body bounced as they passed over the uneven trail. The tank top displayed her full chest. “I’ve seen a lot of things I didn’t believe. Doesn’t the possibility scare you two?”

“P gave us instructions. We just have to face whatever happens. At least it’s not slime.”

“But… shouldn’t there be more of us?”

Sashi gave her passenger a wistful smile, surely appreciating her innocence. “They don’t want to risk too many agents. Three is quite generous.”

They drove along appreciating the landscape. The suspicions about Mantis proved to be true: she was playing both sides. Coded messages led them to a city on the coast of the Zambezi River. It also spoke of a mind control experiment that ran rampant through the town’s populace. It was probably a trap, but they didn’t have much else to go on.

They came to the location, seeing no movement. It was smaller than expected, with most of the structures looking like they might fall over in a strong wind. They got out and knocked on doors, but got no response. The trio kept searching until one door opened. Sashi spoke with the man in his native tongue for a moment before she went inside, leaving Katherine and Abbey waiting outside. Time passed as they exchanged awkward glances. After about 10 minutes Sashi came out alone. She stepped in, giving them both long, sensual kisses. She didn’t know them that well, so it was completely unexpected.

After the surprise, the man stepped out and told them to follow along. They got into the vehicle and drove North. They didn’t talk, just watching as they drove down the dirt road. Something doesn’t feel right, Katherine thought. They arrived at a mine entrance. About 40 people moved around the entrance, but the man brought them to a small trailer parked beyond the opening.

He brought them in, directing them to wait as he spoke with the overseer in another language. Katherine wanted to act differently, but she felt compelled to do what the man instructed. The man behind the desk spoke in English as he gestured to the guests. “These fine women aren’t meant to work in the mines! I have other uses for them.” He smiled devilishly, offering their captor a stack of cash. “Good, good find.”

The one who brought them here stood aside as the mine’s director spoke. “I am Saleem. Tell me your names.” He watched them patiently. “You, tell me about yourself.”

“I’m a British spy.” Katherine couldn’t hold it back. “We came here to investigate mind control.”

She was about to say more when the man stopped her. “I don’t get many women here. Tell me, what… arouses you?”

“I like having things go up my butt. We’ve been exposed to a slime that makes our bodies expand. We can take a lot of fluid in our bellies.”

“Oh, medicine from behind? Yes, yes, I can help with that.” He was stroking his pants behind the desk. He waved his lackey closer, whispering instructions into his ear. The man nodded and left. “Take off your clothes while my men prepare.”

The girls removed their sweaty clothes, standing naked before him. The man leaned back, staring at their curvy bodies. Sashi reached up to cover herself before Saleem quietly chided her. She put her hands and head down, embarrassed, but still exposed. He got up and came closer, showing obvious interest in Sashi. “You take care of yourself I see. I enjoy your skin. Where are you from?”

“Pakistan.” She whispered.

He hugged her, grabbing her by the butt as he looked up. She was noticeably taller. He put his chin between her breasts as he spoke. “My men will love climbing you. Do you like medicine from behind too?”

“No,” She looked down, letting the man grope her.

“Good.” He slid his pants down, poking his hard cock between her legs. “Do you want me to fuck you?”

“No.” Her chin trembled as his pole prodded against her slit.

“You might like it. Don’t you think it would feel nice having a cock in there?”

“Yes.” She looked nervous. “I guess it would be okay if-” His dick slid in and she let out a soft moan. “Just don’t cum in me.”

“But, it feels so good!” He held her ass, kneading her plump cheeks as he slid in and out. “It’s been a while and I don’t know how long I can last.” He looked up as he fucked her. “You want me to be happy, don’t you?”

“Yeah.” She put her arms around him. “I guess you can cum in me.”

They fucked for a minute. She didn’t seem to mind as he held on and moved unevenly. He didn’t seem interested in her enjoyment, but she was biting her lip regardless. She watched the sweaty man as he used her hole, sliding in and out clumsily. She stepped to the sides, going lower so he could get deeper. He put his face between her boobs and moved it side to side. He went for a little longer before he let out a muffled scream, pushing in as he squeezed her butt.

Her nose crinkled as he shot his load. Sashi held him as he filled her, keeping his face buried between her breasts. His long fingers worked her plump ass as they embraced. The door opened and his men stepped in carrying large buckets filled with water.

Saleem let out a long sigh as he pulled out. The men set the containers upon the floor and offered a Higginson pump to Katherine before stepping back to observe.

“Fill her up.”

Katherine did as he instructed, waiting as her lover turned and bent over. She licked the end and inserted it between Abbey’s cheeks, placing the opposite end into the water before she started pumping. She kept an even pace, feeling guilty when Abbey grit her teeth and raised up. A good portion of the bucket was used at this point. Abbey didn’t like it, but she didn’t fight it. She took the water as Katherine squeezed again and again. It went on for minutes, making Abbey tense and squirm. She did an awkward dance, trying to evade the water slipping through her clenched hole.

Abbey turned back, looking with pleading eyes to her lover. “Stop, please.” She spoke despondently. “You don’t have to do this.”

She felt ashamed but continued without hesitation. She knew she shouldn’t be doing this, but… She had to, just like Abbey had to take it. “You can take more.” She glanced down, seeing over half of the water gone. She glanced around to see Abbey’s belly hanging low. The waterlogged midsection swayed as she complained. She knew she could hold more and that was reason enough to continue. The Russian girl’s stomach growled and gurgled. Water swirled within and she simply took it.

Meanwhile, the other men led Sashi outside. She looked uncomfortable but followed unquestioningly. A loud noise came from beyond the flimsy door. A few more sounds followed before a rhythmic thumping started. It didn’t distract Katherine, though, as she was to the end of the bucket and she started pumping air.

Abbey whimpered, clenching her fists as her eyebrows peaked. She shook her head. Abbey made sure she took a large amount of air to finish filling her. She was not kind to her lover and that made Katherine sad.

Saleem only laughed, slapping Katherine’s butt as he spoke, “Your turn.” He pulled the hose from Abbey’s behind and directed her to hold it in. “Fill her now.”

The inflated woman moved slowly and uncomfortably, waddling to the other bucket as Katherine followed. Katherine bent over and felt the wet tube push through her backdoor. She let out a sigh as a few shots of air went in first. Warm water followed, coming in slower than she expected. She looked back to see Abbey holding her expanded belly as she struggled to do the man’s bidding, but she managed. She went faster, making Katherine’s stomach complain.

Loud sounds came from beneath her stretching skin. Katherine huffed, putting a hand on the wall for stability. She put her head down, letting red hair obscure her pained face. She wasn’t even halfway through the bucket when it felt like she couldn’t take any more. How did Abbey take so much?! Katherine looked back with pleading eyes, seeing her lover’s apprehension and determination. She wasn’t going to stop, so Katherine took a deep breath and endured.

With hands on her knees, Katherine took long, deep breaths to calm herself. She had to relax, trusting that her body could hold more than she thought. Her stomach grew outward, pressing against her arms as water came in. She tried to distract herself, looking to Abbey, seeing her encumbered lover smile. It was a smile that showed she was still somewhat aware. They both knew what they were doing, but they couldn’t stop themselves.

She looked down, seeing her sweaty breasts sitting atop the engorged belly. She leaned ahead, watching as one tit rolled slightly to the side. Her belly pulled in as she took an unexpected cramp. The fleshy sphere shot outward as the pain regressed. To her relief, she heard air running through the pump. Before ending, though, Abbey made sure to give five empty pumps, forcing the air inside. This was sure to cause even more distress as the water churned in her stomach.

“Good girl.” Katherine didn’t know who Saleem was talking to until she felt his hand on her ass. “But, I think you can get bigger.”

With a nod, the men wheeled in an older, rickety operating chair. The dusty, padded table could raise and lower different areas via switches on the sides. Various straps were fitted to either side. Saleem directed her onto the seat. Katherine put her arms behind her back as requested, lying back on them as he ran a strap around her chest. Her breasts displayed between two top straps. Her perky pink nipples displayed her arousal.

She put her legs out and he raised them independently. The machine growled as it spread her legs apart like you’d see in a gynecology office. He secured her soft, long legs before scooting a seat between them. The big belly obscured her view as the man eyed her wet flower for a moment.

The men wheeled in a rusty metal I.V. stand with a bulging enema bag hanging from the hook. The bag, thankfully, looked new. She was more concerned about where it would fit. She knew she couldn’t do anything to stop it, even if her mind was clear. Saleem smiled, slipping the tube into her clenching asshole. Katherine moaned, ashamed of the predicament.

“I can’t… it’s too much!”

Saleem chuckled, taking something from his desk. She gasped as a soft brush traced along her clit. The soft bristles tickled, moving up and around. She thrashed upon the table, giggling, and grunting as the man teased her. She was too distracted to notice water started pushing in. He opened the flow slowly at first, keeping it subtle as he tickled her sensitive pussy. He moved up and down the slit, making sure to be uncomfortably gentle as the brush slid along.

This torture went on for a few minutes before he opened the flow. She felt the water coming in faster than ever. She thrashed against her bindings, huffing and whimpering. The brush strokes continued at a calm, even pace. He teased her clit from time to time but made sure she didn’t come close to finishing.

“Stop, please! It hurts!” Katherine showed teeth. “Let me cum! Let me fucking cum!”

“This is meant to clean your body.” Saleem spoke quietly as he leaned ahead, studying her quivering pussy. “This is not meant to be enjoyed. I’m simply trying to help you take more.” He brushed her without interest, pausing for a moment as he spoke. “I could stop if you like.”

“N-no!” She spat, fighting through the torment. “I can take more. Keep going.” She felt compelled to continue, knowing a part of her wanted it to stop.

Katherine’s belly rumbled. She tensed up as the man teased her over and over. She was getting angry, scrunching her lips as she shook the table. The bindings kept her inflated body in place as she struggled. She slammed her head side to side in one last act of defiance before she noticed Abbey.

The inflated Russian woman stood there, looking tired as she watched. Her stomach was huge, hanging nearly to her knees and rumbling as water and air churned within. The other men had been filling her discreetly, pumping air up her butt while Katherine was distracted.

Erect nipples sat in the center of her generous breasts. Sweat rolled down her shapely body. Abbey’s hard eyes pinched shut and her lip trembled. She ran her hands along her thighs, fighting the urge to pleasure herself. She panted, making her heavy tits rise and fall.

Saleem noticed. “Hands on your head.”

Begrudgingly, Abbey raised her arms and clasped her hands above her head. She whimpered, shifting uncomfortably. A noise came from her stomach, making her do an awkward dance as she tried to withstand the pain. Her hanging belly wobbled, but her experience paled in comparison.

Saleem continued brushing her moist lips. Katherine showed teeth, trying anything to make him stop. Pulling at her bonds and thrashing did nothing but make him smile. He paused from time to time, making sure she didn’t get too close. She knew he would, but every time she thought she might make it. She thought she might get lucky and have even a slight orgasm. But each time it was just disappointment – frustration and disappointment. All while more water went into her belly.

“I can’t do this!” She pleaded, “I can’t take any more! Just let me cum!”

Her massive stomach jiggled. She was just as big as her lover, having the sphere pushing against her legs. Saleem went lower, disappearing beneath her belly to give her pussy a quick kiss. She jerked, making her inflated frame shake violently. Her belly rose up and down, grumbling as it slowly stretched, barely able to accommodate the unreasonable amount of fluid contained within.

“Abbey, stop him!” Her lover’s eyes met hers and Katherine winced before urging her on. “Put your hands down and stop them!”

Abbey kept her hands on her head, sinking lower as another cramp came. She put her knees out, whimpering as gurgling sounds came from her midsection. The man behind her was still pumping air up her ass, but his pace was much slower, making her suffer by surprising her each time. Her round, weighted belly sloshed as she leaned forward slightly. She shaped her mouth into an O, focusing on her breathing to cope.

“You’re still so defiant, but soon we’ll break you.” Saleem peeked around her belly. “It might take a few days, but soon you’ll give up. I’m sure my men in the mine will love using you.” He resumed tickling her clit. Katherine let out a sad howl, wiggling her hips uselessly.

“We’ll set your fat friend to work in the mines for a few weeks to get rid of those huge titties. Then she can join you.”

Abbey put her head down, humiliated by the comment. She tensed as another pump of air pushed up her ass. The man directed her to turn around, showing everyone her plump ass. He yanked the hose out, making her leak a little air and water before she clenched her butt. With hands on her head, she trotted around the room, shaking her bouncy ass. Her big belly wobbled as she moved. She fought to keep the water in, whining as the men laughed.

Katherine watched intently, feeling the brush stroking her wet pussy. It ran up and over her clit, tickling her just enough to find joy. She stayed quiet, balling her fists as orgasm crept closer. Saleem was distracted and he didn’t stop. The tickling was just enough to send her over the edge. She held her breath, watching as her curvy lover stomped, barely able to keep the water contained. She was ashamed at how much it excited her. Katherine couldn’t stifle a moan, letting the wave crash over her.

“Uh, uh, oh, ah, fuuuck.” The brush pulled away, denying her pleasure. “Fuck you… fuck, fuck.” Katherine wiggled in her seat as the ruined orgasm faded far too quickly. The lust dissipated, leaving her to ache and realize how massive her stomach had grown.

The belly dominated her view. It looked as big as a beach ball, pushing her sizable breasts to the sides. Saleem stood next to her, irritated that she was able to cum. He pushed a hand into her belly like an angry child, but it didn’t give. She was filled to the brim and her tight stomach only swayed from the force. Inside it roiled and sloshed. The water and air made constant noises now, and pains followed each sound. She felt like a balloon about to pop.

“You like having all that in there?” He spoke a few foreign phrases to the other man. “You’ll just stay like that then.” He grabbed something from his desk, yanked the hose from her ass, and used the object to replace it. Katherine grunted, feeling a sharp pain as he forced the large object in. Her belly swayed as she struggled, but soon the pain dulled into a deep ache. She tried to push it out, but it flared in the wrong direction.

Saleem took another item from his desk to use on Abbey. Katherine could see that it was a thick plastic cup about double the size of a shot glass. He licked the rim and worked it between her cheeks, pushing firmly. It went in with surprising ease. The cup went all the way in, making Abbey whimper and slump lower. The men ignored her agony, directing her onto her knees. They used a rope to tie her wrists together around the metal base of the chair Katherine was bound to. 

“Stay like this. If you struggle too much then you might tip her over and break something.” The men slapped Abbey’s big ass before heading to the door. “See you in the morning.”

Katherine felt like a woman in labor, trying hard to push the cup out of her ass. A small amount of water leaked, but the stopper wouldn’t budge. Her huge belly rumbled and Abbey’s did too. Both women were forced to stay in position, trying to focus on escape.

“Abbey, I think I know how to break the mind control. You have to cum! Then we can get out of here.”

“I don’t want to move.” She spoke uncertainly, wiggling her butt in the air. “I can’t anyway.”

“Just focus on what you’re feeling,” Katherine spoke seductively despite her pain. “Imagine I pumped your arse full and now I’m in front of you, running my hands along your hips.”

“It hurts too much!”

“Listen! I’m giving you a long kiss as our bellies push together. It hurts, but our soft skin pushing together is helping. It feels even better when I reach back to squeeze your bum.” She watched Abbey shaking her hips and decided to keep going. “I slip a finger in, moving that thing inside you. It makes you squirm, but you like it deep down. You are mine to play with.”

Abbey put her legs apart while resting on her knees. “I… I’m yours.” The encumbered woman moaned, putting her head down.

“My lips kiss yours before moving lower. They move down, between your beautiful breasts, and over your full belly. I kiss your belly and… ugh… I’m hurting, but you like that too. Your only thought is how good my lips will feel on your… on your…” Katherine was sweating, moving in her seat. She was getting worked up even with the water was swirling inside her. “I push your legs apart and kiss your kitty. I kiss it over and over.” She purred. “It tastes so good.”

“Oh, blyat!” The Russian girl crumpled, writhing as she imagined her lover’s caress. Her heavy belly pressed against the floor. It pushed out, making a high-pitched noise. It only seemed to enhance her enjoyment. Abbey bounced her hips, making her ass bounce before orgasm took hold. She pulled the chair with her hands, nearly knocking Katherine over. She grumbled, breathing sharply as her body tensed and trembled. She came hard, panting as her mind cleared. “It hurts! I took so much!”

“We took a lot, but now we can get out of this!” Katherine twisted in her seat, wet with lust. “Push me closer to the desk.”

Abbey scooted the chair, making Katherine’s full body tip to the side with each push. She had to be careful not to topple her companion, as she had no way to brace if she did go down. The inflated girl was drenched with sweat, shaking her butt as she shoved the heavy metal chair inch by inch. Katherine could only wait, still irritable from her denied pleasure.

“Okay, now lean me… Oh-“ The chair tipped, landing squarely upon the desk. The wooden table wasn’t sturdy enough and two of the legs broke. It formed a ramp, sliding her down a little before she stopped. It hurt, but she was uninjured. Abbey was free too. “You did it!”

Abbey climbed to her feet, taking clumsy steps as she balanced her heavy body. The big stomach rocked as it made continuous noise. Her nose crinkled as she fumbled with Katherine’s straps. She managed to unfasten them after a lengthy effort.

The door burst open without warning. Saleem’s assistant stood there, dumbfounded as he dropped the bucket he carried. He tried to raise his rifle, but it was too late. Water spilled along the floor as Abbey charged. She slipped, crashing into him, and bringing them both down. Abbey whimpered, stunned by the pain wracking her body. The man beneath her struggled, kicking his arms and legs as she tried to get off. In his panic, the man pushed her leg and made her fall back into place. By the time she got up, he wasn’t moving.

“Well… it’s a good way to go.” Katherine joked from across the room, pulling herself to her feet. “Get his gun, we have to go.”

“We can’t… not like this!”

“Time is of the essence, my love.” Katherine grit her teeth as she tipped back to find balance. “I’m hot and bothered, but we have to rescue Sashi.”

Sashi groaned, feeling the thick cock sliding in and out. She was tired, having taken multiple poundings before. She could only manage despondent groans as the man pumped her from behind. She clamped her eyes shut, working through the predicament, unable to resist. Her pussy ached, but the cum from her previous assailants made things easier. She took it dutifully until the man unloaded, adding more to her used pussy.

He slapped her ass hard, stepping aside before another cock pushed in. Sweaty hands held her hips. Her head and hands were trapped within a wooden pillory. She had been standing for hours, getting fucked by a never-ending line of pent-up mine workers. No energy remained as she let them use her dripping hole. Her hands flopped against the wooden contraption. Her straight black hair flowed in the air as the man gave her hard thrusts.

He pushed deep before he emptied his balls. Her pussy tensed, drawing his seed in before his dick shrank and slid out. She murmured as the man flicked her hanging tit. Her mind drifted as the next man’s thick cock slid up and down her pussy. She was waiting for it until the fat cock poked higher. The wet tip found her asshole and barreled through.

Sashi fought against her restraints, but she couldn’t slow the aggressive thrusts. Her ass had been used a few times, but this guy was thick. The wide pole split her apart, making a few loud farts as her asshole acclimated. He pumped her tight hole without care, moving side to side to make the experience even more excruciating. She tried to move away, but his strong arms held her ass in place. His hips bounced back with each thrust. His hanging balls tickled her pussy, but it didn’t distract from the pain.

The other men laughed, watching as her aggressor did anything he could to make her squirm. He pulled out and spread her ass, showing them the gape. He rammed back in and went hard for a time before showing the result again. There was a pause before the two of them had a heated discussion. It was only a moment of respite before two men came around the pillory. The two black men poked their hard cocks against her cheeks.

“Which of us is bigger?” The man that used her ass spoke. “He is longer, but I have more meat. So, who is bigger?” Sashi mumbled incoherently. The man rolled his eyes as both of them circled behind.

She felt a hand open her ass before the longer cock impaled her. She yelped as the tip hit a sensitive spot. She went onto her tiptoes, but the man followed along. He pumped her a few times before going in to the limit and waiting. She couldn’t escape, feeling the ache throughout her body. Sweat rolled down her red cheeks. Her tight, tanned ass flattening against the man.

They argued for a moment before the long cock pulled out. Despair showed in Sashi’s dark eyes. Her thick lips parted as she felt the thick cock searching for her backdoor. It hit the mark and the man was not gentle. He fucked her ass as hard as he could for a while. The others continued talking, laughing between long streams of foreign phrases. She was getting used to the pummeling when it paused. The girthy dick pulled back and then she felt something else. A second cock slid along her ass, trying to find a way in.

“N-no!” She barely managed the word as the two men chuckled.

The long cock almost went in a couple of times. It hurt so much, but her asshole was just too tight. Frustrated, the man went lower and pumped her wet pussy a few times before slipping out to try again. He held his cock, pushing the tip beside the already inserted shaft. He slipped aside again and again until he nudged through.

“Ahh, agh, ughhhh!” Sashi howled. The long cock poked through and glided in. The other man pushed in too. Sashi stammered, unable to say anything coherent. She took both thick cocks up her ass and she couldn’t do anything to stop it. She went on her tiptoes again, but it only made them more aggressive.

They moved independently, fucking her ass vigorously. The thick black dicks forced her asshole wider with each pump. Her hands opened and closed as her lithe body twisted. Her pussy was dripping while they wrecked her shapely ass. Loud noises came as they stretched her hole. She was still fighting the intrusion, but they both kept her in place without much effort. They went as deep as they could.

She came close to passing out, but they would pop out on occasion, keeping her off-guard. Each time they would barely hesitate to stuff their pole back in. They lasted way longer than the rest, opening her ass as much as they could before the long cock started twitching. His sperm shot deep, splashing through her bowels as the other man continued. He finished and pulled out, leaving the other man to go even harder.

He reached up, grabbing a handful of Sashi’s black hair over the pillory. He slammed her ass fervently. The cum helped him glide in and out and hit new depths. Sashi’s eyes fluttered as she drooled. She shook with a small orgasm, feeling the massive cock ramming her open asshole. It went on for a couple of minutes before the thick cock started twitching. She felt the geyser pushing cum up her ass adding to the rest collected within.

The two men stepped in front again, displaying their glistening, semi-hard cocks. “You never answered our question.” The man with the longer cock wrapped his hand around her chin, pressing his fingers into her cheeks. She opened her mouth and he poked his organ through. She gulped down the lengthy dick, feeling it slip past her tonsils. She gagged and sputtered, but couldn’t evade it. He pumped her face for a time before pulling out. It popped from her mouth and she gasped for breath.

“How does your ass taste?” The other man took his turn, opening her throat with his thick shaft. He had more difficulty getting down her throat, but eventually, he pushed past. She kissed his balls, shaking the pillory in a panic. He didn’t relent, making her struggle to breathe as his hefty dick blocked her windpipe. She tensed and retched, resisting the urge to throw up. It was nearly too much when he finally pulled out. The shaft slid off her tongue as she gagged audibly.

“Y-you. You’re bigger.” Sashi whispered in between gulps.

The man cheered, looking at the other man with pride. The loser looked grumpy, stepping behind her without responding. She was shocked when she felt her ass open. Closed fingers pushed against her sore hole. He wiggled them through, going past the knuckles and then over his thumb. She kicked her legs uselessly, taking his hand deeper. The pressure built until his whole hand popped in. He closed his fist inside her, wiggling it around in her stretched asshole. He moved it, making the others laugh as she made stupid sounds.

“Fucking bitch.” He moved into position and guided his cock into her other entrance. “At least you’re tighter now.” He pushed into her pussy with a sigh. His long cock hurt this way too. Despite the pain throughout her body, his cock was just too long to be comfortable. He started fucking her, wiggling his fist in her ass to keep her pussy clenched. “You’re not going to be the same after this.” He opened his hand and moved faster. “I’m stroking my cock from inside her ass!”

The others gasped, watching as he continued. Sashi’s modest body shook. Her sweaty tits swayed as he touched himself through her inner walls. She didn’t like the feeling at all. He lasted much longer this time, hurting her in a similar way to the other man. He yanked her hair and did his business until someone else spoke.

Tears welled in her eyes as another cock moved in. She felt the tip jabbing against her loins, trying to find a way through. He raised her leg and made it in. The dick pushed her pussy wide, staying in for only a few seconds before coming out. He was determined, trying again as the first man waited. They finally fit, stretching her wide as a loud queef came out. Sashi whimpered, feeling a new pain added to the other aches.

They did her for a time as she howled and whined. The fist in her ass pulled her back, onto the two cocks pumping her cooch. She quieted, knowing that they had to be getting close to finishing. The hand in her ass moved faster until they pushed in and stopped. There was a moment of pause before one of them started cumming. Within seconds, the other cock twitched too. They shot load after load, filling her with even more spunk. The long cock made sure to deliver his blasts as deep as possible.

They finished and pulled out. Then, the man yanked his fist out. She yelped as he removed his hand with a loud popping sound. They gasped at her ruined holes. She barely had time to recover before another man stepped up to get relief.

Katherine shuffled ahead, trailing behind her full lover, both barefoot on the hot dirt. They could barely keep their guns ready, stumbling toward the nearby building. The water in their bellies sloshed with each step. Awkward noises accompanied their movements as air shifted with the fluid. The cups that had been rammed up their assholes kept it all in, but they couldn’t give up.

They just reached the structure when footsteps came from behind. They both tried to turn, but the men were too fast. The assailants grabbed their guns and wrenched them from their grasp before they could fire a shot. Abbey let out a sad sigh while the men laughed at them. Saleem came up and put his hands on Abbey’s breasts, shoving over. She planted onto her butt before lying back in the dirt. He stepped to Katherine and brought her onto her hands and knees.

“You two are stubborn, I admit.” He gave one of his lackeys instructions, continuing as the man left. “I guess we’ll have to punish you more. I wonder how much your bodies can take.” He ran a hand along Katherine’s cushy ass, giving it a firm slap. She stiffened, making her belly wobble beneath her. “I was going to keep you around as a toy, but I realize you’re more trouble than you’re worth.”

The lackey returned with two others following. They were unspooling garden hoses as they moved. Saleem directed them into position. Katherine felt the hose force past the cup. She pulled forward, but now it was stuck in place. They did the same to Abbey and with Saleem’s signal, they started the flow. The men circled, watching the two white girls suffering as a blast of air pushed into their bellies.

A high-pitched sound came from within, followed by a low rumble. Katherine awkwardly reached back, but one of the men kicked her in the side. She groaned, reeling from the strike. On her hands and knees again, she felt warm water flowing up her ass. She wiggled her butt, trying to do anything to lessen the discomfort. Her stomach touched the ground, spreading outward upon the dirt. She was somewhat thankful it supported some weight, but she knew her midsection was already stretched tight. She glanced down to see her fair skin crawling outward. Sweat rolled along her hanging tits, dripping off her nipples. She gulped, looking at her lover with distant eyes.

Abbey grew. Her belly pushed up and outward. She was trapped pressing her fingers into the pliable body. She grunted, clenching her eyes as she pushed her heels into the dry dirt. The Russian girl looked so small beneath her heavy stomach. Sunlight refracted off her glistening skin. Abbey scooted subtly, trying to endure the pain, and each time it made the water flow within her.

Katherine reached out with a heavy arm. She felt nauseous, wondering if her arms were thicker. Her entire frame felt heavy and she moved again to confirm. Her massive belly wasn’t the only thing growing. Her legs were thicker, and her butt was expanding too. Her big backside jiggled as she tried to raise onto one knee. She used all her strength, straining to lift her heavy leg. The clumsy movement failed, making her tumble onto her lover’s swollen belly.

A sharp noise came as Abbey’s stomach compressed. Katherine rolled off, falling to the ground beside her companion. She put an arm over Abbey, getting a handful of the girl’s full chest. She was delirious at this point, enjoying how the soft breast felt in her hands. The men above them laughed as water rushed inside the two women. They just lay there, cuddling beneath the hot sun as their bodies reached their limits.

The pain suddenly grew, becoming unbearable until something gave way, something important. It was all about to be over. Her body rolled back. She felt something wet below. She didn’t look, knowing she’d be next. She just looked to the sky, feeling popping within her body. The water was breaking through. She felt a pain by her belly button and then the pressure released.

“Up. Get up!” A voice came from somewhere. “Evans! Kate!”

She opened her eyes, blinking as Lyla stood over her. She wore a bikini top and camouflage pants, nestling a rifle between her massive breasts as she reached out. “I should’ve expected to find you three having a kip. What, the heat too much for you?” She smirked. “I cleared a couple blaggards out front.”

“Abbey,” Katherine whispered. She looked over to see Abbey and Sashi sitting against the wall. They were fully clothed and drenched in sweat. Only Abbey was looking around and she was confused too. “What is going on?”

“You three went rogue yesterday so they sent in the professional.” Her bravado faded for a moment as she looked at Sashi. “She’s still deep in it. Can you two walk?”

It took time and effort, but Katherine climbed to her feet. She was physically fine, but every movement felt unplanned and strange. Lyla scooped up the Pakistani woman with difficulty. She brought them out to a truck, laying Sashi in the bed. Saleem was sprawled on the ground, shot dead. With Lyla’s help, they got in and started driving.

“None of it happened?” Abbey questioned as they sat beside their unconscious companion.

“I don’t think so, but it felt so real.” Katherine looked to Sashi, “think she’ll wake up?”

“Probably,” Lyla called back through the cab’s window. “Took me a while to get you two moving. Anyway, P said we got a line on Mantis. Higher-ups think this is the real thing. Once you two recover they’re sending us someplace in Italy.”

“That sounds nice.” Abbey pointed, still noticeably dazed. “Look! A giraffe!”

It was hard to see at this distance, but she was right. “Guess this trip wasn’t a wash after all.” Katherine held Abbey’s hand, saying nothing more as they drove down the dirt road.

Harley Being Neighborly

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“Trick or Treat!” Harely knocked again, peeking through the small window on the door. “I see you movin in there!”

The door shot open. A tall, imposing man eyed her up and down. He held a knife, flicking it out, and directing her to turn around. “Ooh, I get the point!” She giggled, spinning around. “But be careful! If you cut me too much then I’ll break your fingers!”

She felt the skimpy dress pull back before the ties snapped. The man was careful, making sure not to cut her as he removed the clothing. The skimpy dress fell to the ground as he took her bare shoulder and spun her around. “I didn’t like that dress anyhow.” She grinned, enjoying how his eyes trailed along her pale, naked body. “Like what’cha see?” He set the knife aside, unbuckling his pants before he let a line of spit fall into his hand. “A take charge kinda guy, I like that!” He turned her again, pressing her forward.

She bent over, feeling his soft, wet cock prodding between her legs before it slipped inside. “Didn’t expect to get some tonight, but ya know, I think I needed it.” She was wet already, allowing the cock to slide in easily. “Ya can’t survive on hurtin’ men alone! Ya need some dick from time to time.” She felt the pole pushing deep into her loins, gliding in and out. She looked back, her pink and blue ponytails bouncing in the air. “You better make me cum, or else I break your knees!”

He fucked her eagerly, ramming his cock into her damp loins. She grabbed the railing of the porch as he used her. Her small, perky tits bounced as he fucked in the open. If anyone did approach, they would see her taking his cock eagerly. Her big, childish grin. She loved the thrill. At this rate, she might even cum from the stranger’s cock plunging into her pussy. Her ass slapped against him. She let out a moan and suddenly the man changed the pace. He went harder, keeping her just on the edge of elation.

They went for a few minutes. His wet cock glided in and out of her tight hole. She bit her lip, closing her eyes to enjoy the feeling. Then her enjoyment faded. “This is getting kinda boring. Think ya can spice it up a lil?”

His cock popped out and then she felt the tip poking higher. Without any preparation, his cock barreled into her ass. She yelped, shooting up and showing her teeth. He went in to the limit, holding her hips tight. She tried to pull away, but this man was strong, making her take it all at once. She balled her fists and hit her thighs, yelling out in pain. “Ya can’t just do a girl like that! Ya gotta warm her up first!”

He started fucking her again, scoffing as she squirmed. He bent her over and grabbed her ponytails, yanking her head back as he rammed her ass. She reached for the porch railing, but her hand missed. Her mouth hung open as her eyes squinted. He was really riding her hard before he let out a low grunt. He flattened her ass, shoving his dick all the way inside as he came. She whimpered, slumping down as he blasted his seed up her ass. He tugged her hair again, making her tense as he filled her butt. He pulled out and gave her a hard spank before stepping inside and slamming the door shut. It locked and then the porch light clicked off.

“Hey!” Her voice trembled. “Hey, fucker! You know who I am?!” She pounded against the door. “Hey!” A minute passed with no response. “Leavin a cute lady like me out in the dark with no clothes?” She felt cum leaking from her wrecked asshole. “You better be ready buster, because I’ll be back and you’ll regret it!” She yelled at the door again and again before turning away.

Walking down the street, she watched as pedestrians moved away hastily. She was smiling again, showing off her tight perky body to those that risked a glance. She couldn’t even remember why she visited that house – it was the middle of June.

A few days passed and she kept thinking about that guy. She touched herself a couple of times, thinking back to Mister J. She decided she couldn’t let him live, though – it might send the wrong message. So, she trotted back, swinging the baseball bat as she skipped along. Her tight top kept her titties close, showing off some nice cleavage to anyone bold enough to look. Lucky for them, she was on a mission.

“Knock, knock!” She tapped the door with her bat. “I’m back to pay the piper!”

The door opened and the man snatched the bat in the blink of an eye, launching it out and into the street. She was stunned as he grabbed one of her ponytails and walked her around the house. He brought her into an alleyway, undoing her belt as he led her along. She hit his arm, but he made sure to keep her off balance so she couldn’t do much damage. He yanked at her black and red pants. Buttons shot away as he pulled them just low enough to get a good look at her cute, white butt. He spanked her repeatedly and she decided to stop fighting.

Once settled, the man pushed her over a trashcan. He slid her pants lower and stepped away. She started to stand when his firm hand shoved her back into place. He retrieved a garden hose from the ground. Using a lot of spit, he plugged it up her ass. She shot up as he forced it painfully deep. He turned a valve and she felt cold water rushing through.

“I don’t know what you think Ivy and I did, but this ain’t how you water a plant!” Her insides twisted, cramping as the chilly water surged through her. “I thought I was into some weird stuff, but you’re on a whole new level.” She grimaced, holding her midsection as water filled her ass. She couldn’t move, still trying to process the situation.

He cranked up the flow, making her lift and sneer. She balled her fists, giving the man a hateful look. She was going to kill him, but right now she couldn’t think straight. She held her abdomen, feeling it vibrate and hearing it gurgle. Her nostrils flared as her lips pursed. She tried to step back, but again his hand pushed her back into position. She stayed in place, bent forward as the hose wiggled in her ass. She took the water and it made her insides ache.

She looked down to see her belly pressing against the garbage can. Her squished breasts heaved as she drew in shallow breaths. The flow continued as she squirmed, giving him pained glances as she tried to surmise how to get the upper hand. She was about to make a move when he yanked her ponytail back, tipping her back before guiding her down. He brought her to her knees and undid his pants. He whipped out his beefy cock, poking it against her cheek before she opened her mouth. She could bite him, but decided that she wanted to let him have his way for a little longer. She ignored the pain as water raced through her guts and she took his cock. She put out her tongue, taking it as far as she could before gagging.

She did it again, convulsing as his cock poked the back of her mouth. After a few more tries the man scoffed. She looked up as he grabbed both ponytails and forced his cock down her throat. She gagged loudly, trying to push him away. He was too strong, pushing his cock forward until it slipped past her tonsils. Harley made awful sounds, frantically trying to shove him back. He held her hair, keeping her head in place and his dick nestled in her warm throat.

Finally, he let her pull back, but then he drove in again. She could barely breathe as he made her deepthroat him violently. Loud noises came as drool dripped over her chest and onto her growing belly. Her titties wobbled, compressed in the tight top. Her stomach bounced and grumbled, getting round and tight as he had his way with her mouth. This went on for a time until he pushed in and unloaded. She felt his cock swelling as hot cum sprayed down her throat. She struggled, gagging, and trying to move away. He made sure she couldn’t, tightening his grip on her mismatched ponytails.

She drank his spunk begrudgingly, looking up with teary eyes. Once finished, he jerked her head up. She yelled, climbing up the aggressor with spit dripping from her chin. She gasped and coughed, “I’m gonna break your kneecaps you piece of-“ Harley whined as he pulled her hair again. He shoved her against the stone wall, squishing her inflated belly as he pressed on her back. She felt sick, letting out a low belch as she tried not to vomit. The man used a second hand, pushing on both sides of her lower back. Harley grabbed his wrists, but couldn’t stop him. She felt her belly shaking as water filled it.

He used one hand to grab her hair again, pulling it back as he leaned upon her. He was a beefy man and she felt like she might pop from his weight. He pushed his hip against the hose, making it push to the side in her ass. He shifted and she felt his warm, wet cock rubbing between her thighs. It moved higher and moved along her slit. Her pussy ached, imagining his big cock barreling through. It was a thought that helped alleviate her pain. He pulled back, still twisting her neck using her hair. She thought he was going to fuck her until her ass widened.

The hose was bent, but now the water flowed again. It gave her a painful shot of collected water all at once. This made her breathe sharply and crumple over. He stepped away, leaving her recovering as she bent over. She started to reach back when the flow doubled. She howled, jumping forward, and tightening her ass. With pants around her knees, Harley put her shoulder against the wall and held her sagging belly. She was stunned, feeling water blasting through her asshole. Her insides gurgled as the man stepped up and took her by the elbows, making her stand. She shifted uncomfortably, seeing her stomach tighten and release. She looked massive and now she was growing even faster.

Harley burped again, looking to the man with weary, hateful eyes. “You better enjoy this. You ain’t gonna see the mornin!” She grabbed his cock and squeezed. The man barely flinched. She gripped it so tightly that her fingers hurt and her arm shook, but he didn’t seem to care. All the while more water flooded her insides. She let go and fought through an intense pain, clamping one eye closed as she grunted.

The man took her by the shoulder, turning her to face him. The hose stayed in place as he raised her leg and leaned her back against the wall. He lined up his and nudged his cock into her sensitive cooch. Harley gasped, tensing as he slipped into her tight entrance. It was sopping wet, pulling his thick cock through involuntarily. Harley was overwhelmed, looking like she might cry for a moment before her anger returned. She couldn’t figure out what emotion she felt, clenching her teeth as he started to fuck her.

Her heavy belly squished between them, pushing outward as he put his weight into the thrusts. The man held her ass tight as he did his business. She put her arms over his shoulders and tried to take the forceful thrusts. She wasn’t fighting it, taking the rough pounding as water invaded her body. She felt fat and bloated, ignoring the pain as enjoyment built. She tried to reach between them to touch herself, but her enormous belly kept her button guarded. She huffed, trying to focus and reach orgasm.

The man looked into her wild eyes, showing little emotion as he had his way. She quivered, thinking back to the Joker. He was awful to her and she kind of missed it sometimes. The man reached up and grabbed a ponytail, yanking it down hard. The sudden pain distracted her and made any hope of climax slip away. She growled, watching as the man fucked her against a wall. Her belly rumbled, making her feel nauseous as he pressed against it. She wanted to put her leg down, to shove him back, to punch him in the face. Instead, she just took it, letting her belly grow between them.

She glared defiantly as he grabbed her chest, squeezing her tit through the latex top. His nostrils flared as his dick throbbed. He erupted inside, sending blasts of cum deep into her loins. Harley’s nose crinkled. She grabbed his shoulder tightly, but she was too weak to do much else. She simply let him finish, draining his balls into her clamping pussy. He made sure to leave every bit of his seed before pulling out and stepping back.

Harely stumbled, standing on two feet again. She used the wall for support as the man circled behind and yanked the hose out. He didn’t give her a warning and it hurt – a lot. She yelped, trying desperately to hold it in. The man stepped around the front of his place, leaving her to suffer. Tears welled up as she bared her teeth. She shifted, rubbing her knees together as a little water shot out. She was about to lose the fight when the man returned.

He carried a baseball and her bat. He swung it around, still hiding his enjoyment. The stoic man circled behind her and leaned her forward. Harley felt like she might explode, squishing her inflated belly against her thighs. Her legs were apart, trembling until the man hit the wall with the bat. It startled her, making her jump as he spoke.

“Spread your ass.”

Her stomach churned as she reached back and opened her cheeks. “You’re gonna regret this you motherfucker!” Her voice cracked. “I’m gonna-“

The man hit the wall again to quiet her. “You like baseball?” He offered the ball beside her face. “Show me.” He pressed it against her cheek before bringing it to her lips.

It took a moment before Harley understood what he planned. She was in no place to stop him, but she knew it wouldn’t fit. So, she licked the ball all over, tensing as the trapped water pained her. The man turned the ball, making sure her tongue found every area. Once finished, she spit on the orb and he brought it behind her. He placed it between her spread cheeks, pushing as Harley edged upward. He brought her back down and tried again.

“It ain’t gonna fit. I’ve had a lot up my ass before, but nothing that size.” She gave him an uneasy smile. “Just stop and I’ll make sure you only suffer a lil.”

She pulled away and let go of her cheeks, but the man followed along, using his palm to keep the ball in place. With hands against the wall, Harley shook her head as the man failed again. She decided to push out, knowing that he’d inevitably fail again… and then she’d blast him with water. The man kept the pressure on and she looked back to see him holding the baseball bat horizontally, lining it up with the ball.

“N-No!” She barely got the word out when he jabbed the bat forward using all his might. The wet ball popped in. It was one of the most excruciating pains she’d ever felt.

Harely screamed, launching forward, and pressing her belly against the wall. She tried to get away from the pain instinctively, but she was forced to suffer through it. She pushed hard, but the ball was stuck along with the water. The man launched the bat down the alley and angrily pulled her pants up. He shook her whole body as he worked the tight pants into place. They couldn’t be fastened now, but her heavy gut kept the opening hidden.

The man scoffed, walking away. He left her full and alone. She tried to tolerate the sharp pain radiating through her body. The ball stayed in place and nothing could dull her torment. It was clear the man wouldn’t return, so she decided to start moving. The water sloshed in her belly, swaying with each step. She felt huge, holding the expanded midsection with both hands as she waddled forward. She didn’t know what she could do, but she walked anyway. Her steps were slow and clumsy, making people look despite her reputation.

“I’ll murder all of ya!” She burped. “M-maybe help a gal out?” People kept their distance, only watching as she shuffled along the sidewalk. She looked massively pregnant, barely fitting into her tight clothes. Her firm ass looked good in the close-fitting latex leggings, showing no sign of the baseball wedged in her behind. She didn’t hide her pain, moving forward with uneven steps. Her big belly rolled side to side, making awkward noises as she carried the weight.

She went for a few minutes before she couldn’t continue, waddling to a bench to sit down. Harley rubbed her swollen belly, unsure of what to do next. Pedestrians eyed her as sat there, curious of what she was involved in now. “Ya like it, pal?” The man walked on and she noticed another approaching. “You wanna show? I’ll give ya a show!” She leaned over, resting on her elbow as she peeled off her pants. She had to use her legs to work the garment lower, finally kicking them off after a drawn-out struggle.

She went to her back, pushing with all her might, but nothing came. She tried again, hoping to at least edge the blockage lower, but it seemed impossible. She lay upon the bench in the lamplight, her legs spread as she tried to expel the painfully large sphere. A woman stepped up, looking over her with concern.

“Harley? I didn’t know you were pregnant.” The woman was a former co-worker from Arkham. She didn’t remember the woman’s name from so long ago. It didn’t matter anyway. “Can I help?”

“It’s a butt baby, but yeah, sure.” She sat up. “Some a-hole put a ball up my butt after filling me like a water balloon!”

“What?” The woman was stunned for a time before shaking away the confusion. “Can you walk?”

“Nah, I’m done walking with this thing jammed up my butt! I don’t care who sees because I’m gonna bash their heads in if they talk!” Her voice softened after the threat. “Help me doc, get this outta me.”

“I’m not really that kind of doctor, but…” The woman knelt on her purse, positioning herself between Harley’s parted legs “I’m going to try to open you up a little bit.” She looked at her hands before committing to the situation. She poked her index fingers into the hole, fishing around for a moment.

“Geez, really getting the lay of the land, ain’t ya? Ugh!”

“Sorry, it’s just… really in there.” The woman carefully pulled Harely’s asshole wider. “I see it.”

Harley gripped her full stomach, groaning as the woman opened her lower entrance. She put her head back, clenching her eyes as she tried to push. She was weak and tired, but thankfully she felt the ball move. She laughed weakly. She tried again but didn’t make any more progress. She was also struggling not to pee in her assistant’s face. The woman worked diligently, having multiple fingers on each side as she tried to loosen the hole.

“This is probably going to hurt, but it should save you a trip to the-“

“I get it, doc, just do what ya gotta do!” Harley raised her legs high into the air, giving her helper more space to work.

The thin woman grit her teeth and pulled with all her strength, stretching Harley’s asshole wide. It hurt more than expected, making the Clown Princess howl in agony. She pushed and felt the ball sliding to the edge, but the woman’s fingers stopped it. “I’m almost-“ Harley bit her lip and grunted, giving another hard push as the woman extracted her digits. It was awful, but suddenly the pressure gave way. The baseball shot out, hitting the doctor hard in the chest.

The woman struggled to catch her breath, stunned by the unexpected blow. Water erupted and Harley couldn’t control it. She could only laugh, forcing the massive amount of water onto the woman’s face. She brought her legs down, resting them on the woman’s shoulders. Her chest rose and fell as water sprayed from between her pale legs. Harley was suddenly very aroused, pulling the dazed woman between her powerful thighs.

Water kept coming as Harley tried to direct the girl’s face to lick her pussy. The woman didn’t understand and instead started drinking the water. Harley laughed again, kind of enjoying the feeling. She pulled her victim closer and closed her legs, trapping the woman’s face beneath her huge belly. Harley felt a tongue inside her asshole and realized the woman was gulping the liquid down eagerly. She kept pushing.

Harley wasn’t touching herself, only enjoying the feeling as the woman French-kissed her winking hole. Suddenly the girl started slapping Harely’s legs. She relaxed her hold, allowing the woman to adjust. She went lower, finding a space to breathe in the cramped area. Harely’s eyes fluttered, running hands along her receding belly. The woman continued gulping it down. She laughed quietly, feeling powerful, excited, and utterly exhausted. Her asshole ached, but this was helping. Harley ran a hand through the woman’s long brown hair, trying to comfort her as she drank.

“You’re really drinking it all.” Harley patted her big belly. “I’m surprised I held so much. It didn’t feel very nice, but I think it worked out. Whaddya think?” She looked past her belly, seeing the woman’s nervous eyes. “Ya know, I kind of like this. Maybe we’ll see how much you can hold.” Harley squeezed her legs tight to remind the girl to keep drinking. After a few minutes, she moved her legs and allowed the woman to pull back.

The doctor wiped her chin, looking down with sad eyes. “I took too much.” She stifled a burp. “Why…”

“Hey, you’re the one that started it. I think you like having a tongue up my ass.” Harley pushed the girl onto her butt, admiring the small belly formed beneath her casual clothing. “I think you owe me for giving you a drink,” Harleen smirked, sitting up slowly. “I’m just playin! I owe you!” She giggled, stopping to endure a cramp. “You ready for more?”

“N-no,” the girl was horrified. “I can’t believe you made me…” Harley turned around and bent down, grabbing a handful of the woman’s hair to draw her closer. “Why don’t you just empty on the ground? Plea-“ Her pleading was muffled as Harley pressed her ass against the girl’s face.

“Put your tongue out and… Yeah, that’s it.” Harley moaned, releasing more warm water into the girl’s mouth. She could hear the woman chugging, taking long gulps of the liquid. Harley raised up, using both hands to keep the doctor’s head in place as she kind of sat back. She was so wet, excited by the feeling of emptying into the random woman.

It went on for a time until Harley felt the flow slow to a stop. She was about to push again when she felt water backing up. The woman tensed, squirming as she ejected the water back inside Harley’s ass. “Oh! That’s a weird feeling. It feels kinda nice!” Harley kept the girl in place, pushing the water in the opposite direction. “I’m sorry, girlie, you can’t give it back! It’s rude to return a… gift!”

The woman whimpered, retching loudly as the shared water slipped back down her throat. She slapped Harley’s butt, shaking while she knelt on the sidewalk. Harley’s belly was only modestly inflated now and the girl was getting large, looking like she was carrying children now. Her eyes rolled back as she drank in between breaths.

“You’re doin real nice work back there! I think I might keep ya!” Harley let go and bent down again, using one hand to lean upon the bench and another to touch her clit. She knew she’d be empty soon, so she decided to finish herself off while the woman was still able to help. She was really getting into it when the girl pulled her head free. Glancing back, Harley saw how massive her friend had become. She didn’t notice what was in her hand.

The woman put a hand on her chest, trying not to vomit. Her belly nudged her pants down and shirt up. She was enormous, but she still had some strength left. She took a moment before placing the baseball against Harley’s butt. She pushed hard. Before Harley could react, her asshole took the ball in an instant. Harley shot up, screaming as she trotted forward and flopped onto the bench.

The dark-haired doctor raised up, standing with legs wide as she found balance. She tried to run but immediately fell. Her belly slapped the ground, rolling as the waves within moved. She tried to get up again, but it was obvious she couldn’t handle the burden. She went onto her hands and knees and started throwing up, letting out a stream of off-color water.

Harley rolled onto her side, watching the scene. Feeling drained, it took quite an effort to push. She grimaced, pushing her asshole out as she lay there. It took a couple of tries before the baseball rolled out to sit behind her. Water trailed down her cheek and now she didn’t want to move. Harley decided to close her eyes, napping as the other woman made awful sounds. “That was one helluva day,” she mumbled.

Hazing Session

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“Where is she? I’ve been waiting all goddamned day!” Kendra fidgeted as she sat on the bed. “She said she’d be here by now, right?”

“I’m sure she’s just running behind.” Elliot continued playing his game, reassuring himself too. “She said she’d bring it back after having dinner with her dad, so it’ll be anytime now.”

Kendra scoffed, flopping back on the bed as Elliot continued playing. She closed her eyes and nearly drifted to sleep when a soft knock made them both perk up. Cybil edged into the room quietly. “Phew, thought I might walk into something.”

Kendra rolled her eyes. “Oh, whatever.” She yawned, still recovering from the time difference in Paris. “You sure took your sweet time.”

“I brought it back, didn’t I?” She held the portal rod high. “See, I can be trusted.”

Kendra reached, but Cybil pulled it back. The two girls glared at one another until Elliot chimed in. “How did you use it?”

“You mean other than stopping you two last night?” She gave a chiding smirk.

“I just got back from being trapped across the world! We were just lying together while we talked and then you started jabbing things up my butt! You’re the freak!”

“It didn’t seem like that to me. And whose fault was it to go to Paris of all places? You’re really lucky you got back without being…” Cybil’s expression softened. “You weren’t, were you?”

“What?” She took a moment to understand the implication. “No, no, I’m okay, nothing happened that I didn’t want…” Her irritation returned, “except getting water blasted up my ass by your two!”

Cybil shrugged. “He said you were into that. How could we know you were stuck in another country.”

Kendra’s hand shot out, grabbing the portal rod. They wrestled for a moment before Kendra wrenched it from Cybil’s grasp. “Maybe I should pump your ass full and see how you like it!” Kendra gave her a menacing look.

“Don’t you dare!” Cybil pointed a finger. “You don’t want to go down that path!”

“Enough!” Elliot spoke in a tone that surprised even himself. “We need to quiet down and remember that we all have to trust each other. We’re all in this together now, like it or not.” He looked to his girlfriend with newfound calmness. “Now,” his tone turned brighter, “did you have fun with the portal rod?”

She scoffed, turning to him as she spoke. “I was mostly testing it, but… I had a lot of fun.”

“Well?” Kendra was annoyed that she didn’t elaborate further. “He shoved a ball up my ass once. Now you know something embarrassing about me – so tell us details.”

Cybil looked back to Kendra. “Of course he did. Look, it’s weird that you guys are doing it, but if you’re not getting pregnant then I don’t really care.”

“We’re not… he… even if we were, why aren’t you pissed?”

“I used that thing to make a magical portal in the air. My boyfriend has been using it for over a week to do it with me, unprotected, and last night you came back from France. Doesn’t that sound outlandish to you? Maybe God is testing us and we’re… not doing so well.” She shrugged, “we are going to make mistakes while we’re figuring things out.”

Kendra glanced at her brother. “Okay, fine.” She took a moment to prepare herself. “We were doing it once in a while. He likes you, though.” Kendra hesitated again. “I’ll be honest – before you two got together he accidentally came in you, but then he gave you the morning-after pill. It was just a mistake, but he did try to fix it.”

Cybil looked to Elliot with sudden disgust. “You drugged me?”

Elliot held up his hands. “I’m sorry, I was scared!” He looked to his sister vengefully. “It was Kendra’s idea!”

Cybil took a moment to calm down. “Fine, fine… I guess I should tell you. I’m pregnant. I checked today and my dad knows.” Both Elliot and Kendra had their mouths open, staring in shock. “I told you that I don’t need you, Elliot, but I do want you around,” Cybil continued. “I’ve made my peace with this messed up situation and I’m willing to be open-minded as long as we set out some ground rules to keep using that thing. I’m trying to be reasonable.”

 “I… I’m going to be a dad.” Elliot was pale, shaking his head.

“You told your dad? What did he say?” Kendra asked carefully.

Cybil shrugged. “He was very supportive after the surprise. I told him that my boyfriend might not be in the picture and he understood. He did offer to break Elliot’s ribs if I wanted him to.” She grinned, seeing the fear in Elliot’s eyes. “I’m just kidding!”

“Jesus, what will Mom say?” Kendra thought aloud. “She’ll be mad at first, but she’ll get over it, right?”

Cybil looked at Elliot, seeing him staring at the floor. “How about we give you some time to process things and we meet back here tomorrow night? I have some schoolwork to take care of anyway.” Her eyes shot back to Kendra. “Don’t you dare do anything to me.”

Kendra smiled deviously, catching a harsh look from Cybil. “All right! Nothing serious, I promise!” She gave Elliot one more look as they left his room. “Let me know if you want to talk.”

Cybil waited for Kendra in the hall. “We don’t have to be friends, but that thing is bigger than all of us. Be careful with it or it might get taken. We could get in serious trouble-“

“Yeah, I get it. Don’t get all preachy!”

Cybil had to stop herself, shaking her head as she turned away. ”I’ll see you tomorrow.”

Kendra diverted into her room. She thought about checking on Elliot again, but she was tired and cranky, so she decided to take a quick nap. It didn’t help. She thinks she’s better than us. Kendra flicked on the light, snatching the portal rod from her nightstand. She needs to learn a lesson.I’ll show Cybil that she is just as much of a mess as we are.

She was just writing the final few pages of her essay when she felt something weird. Cybil sat straight, taking a moment to process the feeling. She felt warm water pushing in. She tightened her butt as the liquid collected within. She instinctively moved her hips, holding the armrests as she shifted in her seat. That stupid… I told her not to do this! Doesn’t she realize… Cybil looked around, unsure where to look. “Don’t you realize that I can mess with you too? I said don’t-“

The flow increased. Cybil put her head down and balled her fists. She’d never had an enema before and it felt incredibly uncomfortable. She tensed her butt, trying to stall the flowing liquid, but of course it didn’t help. She tilted to the side, hearing her stomach gurgling as the water moved up her bowels. Long hair spilled over her shoulder as she scrunched her face. She endured the feeling for a time before being able to speak again. “Stop this right now!”

Nothing changed, so Cybil stood up, holding the desk as she balanced herself. She huffed, making her breasts rise and fall. She wasn’t wearing a bra and hard nipples showed through her t-shirt. Snug leggings accentuated her tight butt as she stumbled toward the door. She put her hand on the doorknob when the flow increased again. She crumpled, grabbing her stomach, and groaning in pain. She couldn’t speak as she fought through the agony.

It felt so wrong having water filling her and she felt the intense urge to push it out. She opened the door and trotted to the bathroom. She yanked her pants down and tried to push, but nothing came out. She was able to pee, but it didn’t relieve the pressure building in her ass. She wiped and washed her hands, leaning on the counter as she took more and more. She looked up, hoping Kendra would hear her pain. “Please, stop this. I’m sorry we did this-” The flow increased again, churning the water as it shot higher.

“You bitch!” Her voice cracked. She clenched her teeth and stepped toward the door, feeling the cold as her bare feet slapped upon the tile. “I’m going to come over there and make you stop!”

Just then she felt something between her legs. She froze as a finger traced along her pussy. Her mouth hung as she took a step to each side, opening her legs wider. She put her hands on her knees as she stood in the middle of the bathroom, reveling in the unexpected pleasure. She was still filling, and it still hurt, but this certainly made it tolerable. She had never experienced anything like this before and she couldn’t figure out how she felt about it. Her breathing quickened. She closed her eyes, putting her head down to focus on the strange sensations.

Running a hand beneath her shirt, she lifted it to reveal a swollen belly. It felt firm as she traced her fingers along the curve. She blinked in awe, realizing that she’d be even bigger in a few months. I’m going to be a mom. A baby is growing in me. A cramp pulled her back to the moment. Her head turned as the water sloshed around. The unseen finger pulled away without warning, leaving her to suffer through another ache. It spread through her midsection. She was about to say something when she felt something different.

Kendra kissed her clit through the unseen portal. She gasped, startled by the overstimulation. The kisses came again and again before Kendra’s tongue circled her button. A finger slipped in and she knew she wouldn’t last long. Cybil moaned, standing with wide legs, letting her gurgling belly hang. The flowing water made everything feel more intense. She enjoyed how it barreled through her ass. She enjoyed how heavy her stomach felt. She moved her hips in the air, closing her eyes to commit to the pleasure.

She came hard and suddenly, letting out soft moans as she braced against her knees. She shook her butt, feeling it jiggle in the air. Her cheeks flushed and she felt ashamed for liking any part of this. Water splashed around in her ass and she felt her pussy dripping. The enjoyment became too much, making her slump forward until she stumbled. She took a couple of uneven steps, realizing just how heavy she was.

She put her hands against the wall, seeing her belly pushing beyond her shirt. Her leggings slid down to contour to her hefty stomach. She looked huge and unwieldy. Every way she moved felt clumsy, having to accommodate such a water-logged midsection. She was still feeling pleasure, barely staying upright as the aftershocks rolled through her.

She was prepared to continue when the tongue and finger pulled away. She whimpered, looking at the wall with frustration. “S-stop this! I’m… pregnant, remember?” She managed to push herself higher, amazed by how big she was. Her t-shirt pulled tight, showing her heavy boobs pressing against the over-inflated belly. She looked like she was filled to bursting, yet somehow the flow continued. She realized how Kendra must have felt. She had to deal with this in public. “I’m sorry we did this to you, just please stop!”

The flow of water persisted. She held her belly, shaking it gently to comprehend the weight. It made a noise and she felt sharp discomfort. She closed her eye, regretting the movement. She drew in a deep breath before grabbing the door handle and waddling into the hallway. Luckily her dad hadn’t heard her groans from downstairs. She shuffled up the hallway and into her room, using slow, careful movements. She reached out to grab her phone as fingers appeared in the air. Before she could react, they plucked her phone away.

“Kendra?! This is ridiculous! This is torture!” Cybil whined, “I can’t do this!”

Cybil turned around. She tried to walk quietly, pressing her massive belly against the wall as she moved back down the hallway. She stepped into the bathroom again, closing and locking the door before leaning against it. She looked heavily pregnant now. Her clothes couldn’t hide the distended belly and the loud rumbling from within her stomach made sure that anyone close would know something wasn’t right. Despite this, she was mentally prepared to head back out. “If you don’t stop this I’m going to have to come over and cause a scene!”

No response. The water flowed without relief. She took another long breath before turning around and reaching for the door handle. Then, her hand disappeared. She raised her arm in shock, seeing a smooth stump. She was still able to move it, but she could only see the flat end where her wrist used to be. She moved her fingers and then her wrist, reaching around in a panic. She felt a finger and then another hand holding hers. It was unsettling.

The same thing happened to her other hand and it meant that she couldn’t open the door. Kendra had full control now and still the fluid pushed up her ass. Cybil’s chest rose and fell as she tried not to scream. “This is twisted! You need to stop this right now!” She held back tears. “Why aren’t you doing anything to Elliot? He helped me fill you!”

Cybil felt the ache in her belly, but having no hands left her helpless. “You’re just bitter that he found someone who loves him! I know how many boyfriends you’ve been through! I’ve seen all the guys coming and going.” Cybil whimpered, pressing her arms against her round, hurting stomach. “You’ll regret this you horrible… bitch!”

Cybil sniffled, trying to find a way to reason with her assailant. “You’re forcing me to take an enema! You’re torturing your brother’s pregnant girlfriend.” Cybil showed her teeth, grimacing as she felt an air bubble shift higher. She leaned to the side, feeling her belly and boobs bouncing from the slight momentum. They swayed like a pendulum if she went too far, so she had to lean back. “I just wanted you two to trust me!”

She turned, taking quick, clumsy steps. Shuffling to the toilet, she slid her pants down and planted upon the seat. Sitting wasn’t a good idea, as it caused more pain from the shifting water. “I brought that thing back! I could have kept it and disappeared, but I brought it back.” The anger in her voice faded. “I don’t have many friends.” Tears slid down her red cheeks. “Why do you have to be so mean to me?”

She moved her arms, rubbing the smooth ends along her inflated belly. She sat there, sniffling, wondering how much more she could take until the water abruptly stopped.

After a minute Kendra appeared, completely naked and looking defeated. Her soft, tattooed skin bounced as she reached out and offered the phone. “Sorry. I’m… sorry.” Cybil put her arm out, looking at the stub. “Oh, yeah, just a sec.” Kendra reached back, but she only grabbed air. Terror showed in her green eyes. “Ah, shit, I did it again.”

Cybil got up with less effort than expected. She reached out, trying to find the hidden portal. She looked ridiculous, feeling in the air without her hands, her inflated belly wobbling with every step. With pants around her ankles, she turned to her visitor, looking disgusted for a moment before being overwhelmed by disappointment. “You didn’t bring the portal rod?!”

“Look, I know I fuck things up sometimes! I’ll just go home and grab it.”

“You’re going to go past my dad and outside without any clothes? When will you start thinking things through?!”

Kendra shrugged, unbothered by the thought. “Maybe you shouldn’t overthink things. It will be fine if I stay hidden. I’m sure your dad would like a peek anyway.”

Cybil jabbed her in the boob, pressing the smooth end of her arm directly into Kendra’s pierced nipple. “A pale, naked woman with green hair? You’ve never stayed hidden in your life! My dad doesn’t need to see that!”

“You’re almost as pale as me! At least I have an ass!”

“My ass is just right, you-“ An ache pushed through her midsection. She crumpled down, unable to finish the sentence. The plug was still in place, keeping the huge amount of water trapped in her bowels. “It… hurts!” Her rounded stomach growled.

“I’m sorry! How about… we call Elliot?”

“You’d call your brother to tell him you tortured me? We can’t!”

“Do you want to stay like that for the rest of the night? We don’t have a choice!”

Cybil held her distended belly, looking concerned. “Okay,” Cybil explained how to unlock her phone and waited, shifting uncomfortably as Kendra watched.

“Hey, this is Kendra. I kind of… well, I did a fuck up and I need you to get the portal rod from my room. Go through the portal and help us. I’m with Cybil.” She listened for a moment, “No, no, just get here and-“ She stopped, looking to the unseen portal. Within seconds Elliot appeared before them.

His eyes doubled as he stepped through. “Holy… what happened?”

“Your sister got revenge for what we did!” Cybil clenched her jaw. “Then she felt guilty and forgot the portal rod again!” Cybil doubled over, sitting back on the toilet as water roiled within her filled belly. Her expression was a mixture of anger and sadness. “Give her the thing so she can stop this.”

Elliot was confused, but after a moment he offered the portal rod to his sister. Kendra took it from him and looked to the suffering woman. “I’m not going to unplug you until he comes.”

“What?!” Cybil was aghast. “You can’t be serious! I can’t last anymore!”

“Trust me, you’ll enjoy it if you just let him fuck you a little. It won’t take long.”

“Kendra…” Elliot looked between them, “just stop.”

She held up the portal rod. “You fuck her or I’ll make you do it.” She thought about her comment. “I won’t, I just want to show her that it feels fucking fantastic while your ass is full. She should live a little!”

With a long sigh, Elliot and Cybil both submitted. He pulled his hard cock out and rubbed it up and down her pussy. Cybil edged forward on the seat, moaning as his dick slid over her wet slit. She put her arms on his shoulders and he held her hips. He lined up and gently prodded into her privates. Her nose crinkled as his thick cock pushed through, gliding in with ease. Cybil gasped, quivering from the sensation. He pushed forward, hugging her close as he entered. Her big belly grumbled as it compressed between them.

“Ahh, fuck, you’re wet.”

“Oh… oh…” Cybil moaned. “It’s so big. It feels so… It feels… fantastic.” Quick breaths rolled past her open lips. Kendra was right, this feels amazing. The discomfort melted away as a strong orgasm built within. A shiver ran through her body. Tears came again as pleasure took hold. Resting her head against his shoulder, she felt his cock driving in and slowly pulling out. She made a high-pitched noise, drooling slightly as the dick pushed into her wet entrance. Her pussy gripped him tight, making sloppy sounds as she came hard.

She tried to hold on without her hands, rubbing her arms along his shoulders. She gasped, looking up to watch his enjoyment. She strained as the water swirled around. She was so full and it felt so good! She raised up to give him a sloppy kiss, breaking away just as fast. Her head went back and her lip trembled. She grunted as her eyes rolled back. She slid forward on the seat, feeling his hands move back to squeeze her butt.

She was still cumming when his cock jerked, shooting cum deep within her loins. She felt an intense aftershock as her orgasm continued. Another grunt slipped out. She loved feeling him cum. She loved how perfectly she nestled against him. She yearned to be pregnant, making love with their baby between them. The lust slowed, but she was still deep in passion until a pain stole the moment too early. Her stomach grumbled as he edged back and let his dick slide out.

A little cum dripped on the floor and she realized that Kendra was touching herself as she watched. Cybil shook her head. “I’m done. Give me my hands back and unplug me right now!” She was tired, tensing her round stomach as the ache continued. She pushed back her blonde hair as best she could. Without fingers, she couldn’t hook the errant strands over her ear. Another twinge of pain came and went.

Finally relenting, Kendra pulled her hand from her privates. She obviously wanted to finish herself off, but instead, she made a portal back to her room and went through. Cybil’s hands reappeared. She moved her fingers with fascination. Suddenly her eyes doubled and she scrambled to lift the toilet lid. She plopped back down, looking to her boyfriend with panicked eyes. “Go, go!”

“We’ll talk-“

“Go! PLEASE!” She closed her knees, shifting uncomfortably as she tried to restrain the deluge. Drops of sweat appeared as she looked at him with pleading eyes. Elliot got up, tucked his dick away, and went through the portal.

Just as soon as Elliot left, she let go. A stream flowed from her ass. Her full stomach pulled tight. She prayed that they weren’t watching and laughing at her. She felt pitiful, making a face as she pushed the water out as fast as she could. She gripped the nearby counter, putting her head down and watching her belly shrinking slowly. The torment paused and nothing came out for a moment. She worried she couldn’t get any more out, but then it started again without warning. She grunted, feeling like a deflating balloon. “I’m sorry! I shouldn’t have done this to you!” She whined as she emptied.

Staring at the ceiling, she thought about their argument after they got home. It was hard to pick out the details, but it boiled down to Elliot taking the portal rod and saying that she couldn’t be trusted with it anymore. They did the same thing to me. Why am I being punished? He just trusts her from the start? Isn’t it weird that the neighbor girl is okay with what he did to her? She heard movement. Wiping tears away, she sat up and turned on the light. Elliot and Cybil appeared in the room through a portal.

“We’ve got to talk.” Elliot sat on the bed, eying his sister’s assets. “You can put on some clothes if-“

“You put water up my ass, this was just payback! It’s not fair to say I can’t use it anymore!” Kendra hit the bed in frustration. Her breasts bounced distractingly.

Cybil sat on the bed carefully. She was clearly exhausted and after a moment she touched Kendra’s knee before lying down between them. Long hair pooled around her head. “You’re right.” Cybil paused, “You’re not subtle, but you’re right. I was ready to come over here and yell and find some way to punish you, but… I think we should trust each other.”

Elliot looked between them. “I don’t understand. How are you so okay with all this?”

“The Lord says to forgive and forget.” Cybil smiled at their uneasiness. “My faith helps me simplify things. All three of us just want to enjoy that magical portal maker and if we continue fighting then we’re going to lose it. I’ll take water up my butt if it lets me use that even for a day.”

“She’s fucking crazy!” Kendra sniffled. “She’s going to use it to hurt us, Elliot! She’s just trying to manipulate us!”

“You’re the one that removed her fucking hands!”

“And you basically ra… forced yourself onto her.”

Cybil put a hand up. “I told you it’s okay. We all did things we shouldn’t have, but they happened. We have to learn and grow from our mistakes.” Cybil waved them both down. With some apprehension, both Elliot and Kendra lay beside her. “I know what we are doing is wrong, but I am doing it anyway.” Cybil put her arms around them, pulling them in to cuddle. “I’m rethinking my faith because I want to do bad things with you two.”

Kendra resisted for a moment before her emotions took over. She thought back to Cybil’s pleas in the bathroom. She does trust us. That dumb, naïve teenager. I fucked her over just because… I’m fucking jealous! Kendra was bawling as she put her face against Cybil’s shoulder. I’m a fucking monster!

The three lay there in the lamp’s light. Cybil rubbed their backs until Kendra’s sobs slowed to a stop. Kendra sniffled, finally putting an arm around Cybil. She brushed her hand against Elliot’s bulge, not bothering to move her hand away. Her crying made a wet spot on Cybil’s shirt prompting Kendra to slide lower and rest her head upon Cybil’s soft bosom.

After a moment of contemplation, Kendra slid her hand higher, touching the skin beneath Cybil’s shirt. She’ll stop me if I go too far, right? She moved her fingers along the girl’s silky-smooth skin. Going higher, she carefully cupped her sizable breast, hearing Cybil moan softly. She traced around the large areola, pressing her hips forward against Cybil’s thigh. She tickled the girl’s hefty bosom, running her other hand through Cybil’s light-blonde hair.

Elliot decided to join, turning Cybil’s head to give her a slow, sensual kiss. His hand pushed down and into her panties, sliding a finger into her warmth. Her pussy was already wet, inviting his digit deeper. She took long, deep breaths as they kissed, moaning often. Elliot’s moved higher, slipping his tongue into her mouth as he fingered her.

Cybil was drained, lying there as the siblings touched her all over. She allowed them to explore her body, with her hands pinned beneath them. She was enjoying it, opening her legs wide. She turned her head, giving Kendra a moment to decide before going in for the kiss. Kendra’s soft lips pressed against hers, sliding up and down gently. The two girls made out as Elliot lifted her shirt and kissed her side. His lips moved higher, eventually sucking on Cybil’s nipple.

The kissing slowed to a stop before they both undressed her, pulling off her pants and shirt in unison. Cybil displayed her naked body, looking so relaxed as she closed her eyes. Elliot pulled his dick out, ready to go in before Kendra spanked him. There was a tense moment before Kendra wagged her finger. “Nu-uh, wait your turn. I owe her something first.” Kendra went lower, hiking Cybil’s long leg over her shoulder. Kendra went in eagerly, tasting the girl’s juices.

Cybil gasped, clasping her hands together in front of her chest. Her big breasts squished as her expression showed wonder. She looked almost like she was praying. After a minute she reached down, grabbing some of her lover’s bright green hair. Working her hips, Cybil submitted to the pleasure. “I… I’ve never done it with a girl before. You… really know how to use your tongue.”

Kendra gave a muffled laugh, prodding a sensitive area as she squeezed Cybil’s butt. Elliot watched from the side, stroking himself as he eyed the two going at it. He sat back, watching his sister’s big ass bouncing in the air. Cybil noticed and smiled, giving him a quick, uneven nod. He looked to his erect cock and back to her. Again, she nodded. He was more than surprised.

Elliot used some spit as he got into position. He nudged the tip forward and found warmth, pushing in firmly. The soft ass parted as he entered. “I couldn’t wait.” Elliot held Kendra’s hips as he barged in. Cybil giggled as a muffled gasp came from between her legs.

“My ass, that’s my ass!” Kendra pulled away from the intrusion.

Cybil pushed Kendra’s head back into place, closing her legs tightly around it. “You deserve it after filling me up!” Cybil giggled again, relaxing her hold after a second.

Elliot pumped her ass until her whining quieted. Kendra continued licking, even while she took the pummeling. She kept bringing Cybil close and then slowing down. It started to get frustrating until she realized that it matched with how deep Elliot was going. “He’s got a really big dick, doesn’t he? I bet that hurts having that whole thing jammed up your butt.” Cybil moaned, knowing that this time she’d cum. “Go easy on her so I can finish.”

Kendra licked hastily as Elliot’s thrusts slowed. It didn’t take more than thirty seconds before the pleasure hit a crescendo. Cybil grabbed the sheets and curled her toes. She came hard, squealing with glee. Her body convulsed as she closed her legs around Kendra’s head. She gasped loudly, her big tits wobbling as she squirmed upon the sheets. She started laughing, overwhelmed by joy. Suddenly her eyes shot open. She covered her mouth, trying to regain control, looking to them with red-faced embarrassment.

Kendra raised up, wiping her chin with a devilish smile. Her enjoyment changed to surprise as Elliot started again. He pumped her ass faster than before. It was hard to tell if it was pain or pleasure, but she enjoyed it either way. Skin slapped as he did her from behind. Cybil looked into Elliot’s eyes, watching her as he used Kendra’s ass. Kendra didn’t care, she just wanted to be a part of whatever this was. She relaxed her ass, taking him in eagerly. The pummeling didn’t last long. He pushed in and came hard, unloading into Kendra’s butt. He made sure to push it deep and she loved it.

Cybil put her legs down as he finished, inviting Kendra higher. The green-haired girl’s chest rested upon her hot mound. Elliot slumped forward, breathing heavily as he pushed out the last few spurts. Cybil looked past her boobs, seeing Kendra lying on her belly. Kendra rested between the couple, only mildly disappointed that she didn’t cum. She still enjoyed it, feeling the hot cum in her ass while she used Cybil’s soft body as a pillow.

They lay there for a moment before Cybil nudged them off urgently. She mumbled, snatching her shirt off the floor as she trotted to the door. “Oh, boy, I’ll be back.” She peeked into the hallway before leaving the room.

Kendra and Elliot cuddled together, staying quiet for a time before he broke the silence. “Trust her now? What do you think she’ll make of this in the morning?”

“She watched you fuck my ass. I don’t think most girls are okay with that. Especially when it’s your sister.”

Elliot reached over, grabbing a handful of Kendra’s bountiful breast. “She’s something special.” There was a moment of pause before he raised up, looking around. “She didn’t take the portal rod either.”

Kendra sighed. “You might be right. I kind of trust her.” She reached over to take the portal rod, making a connection in the air. They viewed Cybil straining as she sat on the toilet. Kendra reached through to grab Cybil’s tit.

“Hey!” Cybil swatted the hand away. “I thought I got it all out, but it still hurts!”

Kendra made another portal, judging the distance better. She put her head through and kissed Cybil’s nipple. “Sorry,” she whispered before moving the portal again and planting a kiss on Cybil’s lips. “The three of us can talk in the morning. You… can stay in my room tonight if you want.” Cybil strained, nodding weakly as she leaned to the side. Kendra closed the portal and put her head against her brother’s chest.

“Why would she sleep with you? You’re not stealing my girlfriend, Kendra!”

She looked up as she lay against him. “I’m not stealing your girl, dummy. We’re just sharing!” She smiled. “You know, having your cum in my ass gets me all worked up.” She rubbed his cock through his pajamas. “You could go clean up and give me a proper fucking while we wait for her.”

He moved his pants down, letting his big cock point to the ceiling. “Or you could just clean it off.”

“Gross!” She slapped his chest.

“Well, guess I just have to go back in your ass then.” He spoke matter-of-factly, “flip over.”

She sighed, turning over as instructed and scooting her butt towards him. He poked between her cheeks and found the hole faster than usual. The cum in her ass allowed him to glide in uncomfortably fast. She took the whole thing in one motion. She relaxed after a few pumps, enjoying it soon after. His hands snaked around to grab her tits, pinching the nipples gently as he pounded her ass.

“You’re lucky I like it in the butt.” Kendra let out a sexy noise. “Fuck you’re big.”

“Wait, you can cum just from this?”

“Yeah. I was getting close before you busted a nut.”

“Sorry, that big ass is just too good.” He drove in a few more times before pausing. He pulled out and sat up, going onto his knees as she lay on her side. He raised one of her legs into the air and directed his cock back into her open asshole. He did her from the side, hitting a deeper spot at this angle. Kendra grumbled, reaching down to press fingers into her clit. He enjoyed her struggle, knowing he wouldn’t take long to finish like this.

Her big tits rolled as he rammed her ass. Her tattooed body bounced as her face relaxed. She was getting into it again and he didn’t want to finish too soon. Leaning back, he found a nice rhythm, driving his big, slippery sausage in and out. He grabbed her big butt, squeezing the cheek while his other hand held her leg. They were going at it when the door opened.

Cybil stepped in, watching the scene from the side of the bed. She peeled off her shirt, putting her hands on her hips and giving them a full view of her naked body. She offered an exhausted smile, crawling into bed next to them.

“You’re really okay with this?” Elliot questioned, balls deep in his sister’s ass.

“Yeah.” She didn’t elaborate, sliding closer to give Kendra a smooch. “I’m so tired. We’ll talk more in the morning.” She raised higher, giving Elliot a deeper, more passionate kiss. After that, she lay on the bed, leaving her arms and legs wide, showing them a full view of her pussy. To their surprise, she was trying to sleep. Elliot and Kendra giggled as they started going again.

Kendra put a hand on her lips, signaling to be quiet. She tried to be respectful, rolling onto her belly to limit the bed’s motion. She waited for Elliot to get into place before pushing her butt up. He got the hint, using long, slow motions to pump her beautiful ass. They weren’t quiet for long. Wet sounds came he clapped her cheeks. She tucked her arms beneath her chest, taking the fucking happily. Her moans directed Elliot to go harder. “Fuck, don’t stop. Just a little… Uh, uh, uh…”

Her eyes clamped shut as her pierced nostril flared. She quivered beneath him, cumming fiercely while his girlfriend rested beside them. A shiver ran up her spine as he bottomed out. She tightened her ass as she came and Elliot loved it. She was riding the aftershocks when his cock throbbed inside her. She felt him erupting again and again, filling her with even more spunk. He crumpled atop her, keeping his dick pushed deep as she milked out every drop using her hips.

A few minutes passed and his dick shrank. It slipped out, leaving her asshole wet with cum. She tried to tip him off, but Elliot held on. “What, you don’t want to sleep like that?” He whispered.
“No, I don’t want to leak cum out while I’m asleep!” She whispered over her shoulder. “You sure put a lot in there.” She elbowed him in the side, finally getting free. “Come on, you should clean that thing off while I empty out. Gotta stay fresh for your sweetheart!” They went to the bathroom, knowing Cybil would be lying there when they got back.  

Bad End for the Bounty Hunter

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“What is this? Release me or you’ll regret it.”

A buxom blonde woman bent over. She was naked, with her wrists and neck affixed within a pillory. She looked irritated, moving within the metal structure uncomfortably. A wet noise came from behind as a large egg opened like a flower. Small, bony legs poked from the top, pulling a small creature from the opening. It skittered along the ground before launching itself atop Samus’ behind. The monster wrapped around her hips, squeezing into her pliable skin, and attaching to her plump rear. Her eyes opened wide as something poked in. She squirmed and grunted, fighting uselessly against her bonds. The monster slipped a slimy ovipositor between her loins and started pushing eggs into her depths.

“Get it off me!” Samus yelled, wiggling her ass, trying to shake the creature off. She kicked back and felt the ovipositor pop out of her pussy and slide into her ass. She tried harder to kick it away, but now it was firmly in place. More and more eggs rolled up her ass, stretching her each time. The uneven orbs popped through making her grunt and shake her thick rump.

She struggled until another sound caught her attention. Heavy footsteps thudded down the hall. Loud thuds reverberated and then… a low growl. The massive creature moved up behind her, tilting its head as it inspected her. The larger monster wrapped its long, bony fingers around the pillory, bending the metal as it held on. To her horror, she felt a long, hard shaft jab against her soft inner thighs. The small monster continued inserting eggs, but the bigger alien didn’t seem to care.

The beast raised its cock, lining up with her occupied hole. The erect pole pushed against the small spider-like creature, making it growl as it released eggs even faster. Samus felt pressure and shifted forward, noticing her belly starting to sag as eggs collected within. She was hoping the massive alien would give up, but it only tried again. She couldn’t evade, feeling the point forcing against the smaller monster latched onto her behind. She took a clumsy step, feeling the force building until it suddenly gave way.

There was a loud snap and a muffled hiss. The smaller alien broke apart and slipped through her opening. Her asshole stretched painfully wide in an instant, taking the wet, ridged cock faster than she thought possible. The thick cock pressed deep, forcing the fractured alien inside. She felt the arm-sized appendage packing the broken creature into her bowels easily. She was numb for a time, surely in shock from the ordeal. It drew back and drove in again. Samus bared her teeth, grimacing while spreading her legs wide. The pain returned. She fought back tears, trying to endure the aggressive thrusts.

The smaller creature’s bony tail slapped against her leg. She could feel it getting shorter, pulling slowly into her asshole as the larger beast fucked it deeper. The base of the heavy pillory lifted. Metal bolts pulled from the floor panels as the contraption raised. Metal clanked as the disconnected base tapped upon the floor. The beast growled, edging its shaft further as the tiny monster crumbled inside her. She hated the feeling. Her stoic eyes showed utter disgust as her insides complained.

“Stop it! Stop this thing!” Samus brought her hips down at the wrong moment, taking a full thrust. She whimpered, clenching her eyes as the pummeling continued. Only a small portion of the alien’s tail remained free and the rest was packed inside her ass. Her long blonde ponytail whipped around. She couldn’t do a thing, going limp as the huge alien had its way with her. Rhythmic tapping came as the pillory scooted forward. The alien followed along, making sure she always took more than she could handle. Her distant eyes looked to the floor, staring without emotion, feeling every inch.

After a very long session, she felt an unwelcome change. The monster went faster, using its powerful hind legs to launch into each thrust. She grimaced, taking the painful jabs dutifully, knowing what was about to come. It felt like it might be too much, like it might break her at any moment. Then, she felt the spasm. The massive cock shook, delivering hot, thick blasts of goo through her innards. Samus retched, hating the feeling as slime flowed inside her. She took shot after shot, feeling her belly growing fat with its seed. She also felt pieces of the smaller alien and its eggs sloshing around inside. It was horrible.

The monster’s cock delivered a few more blasts before it pulled back. The thick shaft slid from her damp hole. She grit her teeth, feeling its ribbed cock sliding out painfully slow. She staggered back, following along until the head of the massive pole popped free. A spray of thick goo splattered onto the floor, but then something plugged her. She pushed but soon realized the cause. A section of the smaller alien’s body remained intact within her and it worked as a stopper. She pushed over and over, only hurting her wrecked asshole. The blockage kept the alien’s seed contained despite her efforts. She wiggled her ass, feeling the hanging creature’s tail rubbing along her inner thigh.

Her stomach churned, making gross noises as it swayed beneath her. She clenched her fists, feeling pain in her distended belly as it hung below. She could see it swaying with every small movement and the ache only grew worse. She wanted to reach back and yank out the creature, but she was still stuck in place.

The sounds continued, adding to her disgust. She sneered, raising a leg for a moment as an ache passed through her body. She shifted repeatedly, trying to find a better position, but being trapped in a pillory really limited her options. She squatted down a little but bounced right back up. Her stomach churned as her butt bounced. Nothing helped. Nothing could alleviate her pain. Her full belly swayed, bouncing off her knees as she fought through the pain. She let out quick breaths, turning her head side to side, hands balling into a fist. She was a fighter, but her willpower could only last so long.

She was stuck and filled to the brim with an alien’s goopy sperm. Pushing out again and again, she was annoyed that the plug stayed in place. She couldn’t escape. A wet noise came from behind. She couldn’t look, but when the massive alien grabbed the pillory, she knew what was coming. She yelped, feeling the huge cock prodding between her legs again. She screamed, shaking the metal structure as she tried to evade the inevitable. The thick tip threatened to poke into her pussy before she unintentionally moved, directing it back into her ruined asshole. It was a mistake.

It hurt so much, but she was able to take the pillar easily. It shoved the destroyed creature up her ass and deeper into her bowels. She felt the small tail sliding up her thigh, being pulled inside her as the pummeling continued. It slid higher with such force that it created suction, forcing all the fluid higher into her belly. She felt sick, watching her expanded midsection wobbling from beyond the bindings.

The enormous alien raised up and grabbed her hips, jabbing in repeatedly until the internal blockage stopped it. It kept thrusting, trying to push past. Those movements caused her indescribable agony. The huge cock was nearly all the way in and it felt like an arm punching through her guts.

Long blonde hair stuck to her neck. A line of drool fell to the floor. Samus still fought, but she was clearly losing strength. Sweat rolled down her rosy cheeks. She whimpered, opening and closing her hands as she twisted side to side. Her hourglass figure compressed with each of the beast’s thrusts. She assumed the worst was over, but her eyes doubled as she felt something moving within.

It felt wrong, like something was about to break. Suddenly the blockage slipped past and she felt a pop. She felt more popping within, like little water balloons breaking. She heard them breaking and it was disquieting, to say the least. The small creature’s eggs were breaking within her belly, which burdened her with even more fluid. She felt nauseous and finally stopped fighting. Samus went limp, taking the monstrous cock all the way. Her bubbly ass flattened against the large alien’s hard skin. It hesitated as if trying to make her feel the torment of taking it entirely.

Her eyes blinked in shock as the alien resumed the pounding. Her long ponytail whipped back and forth as the pillory tipped forward and back. Waves rolled through her cushy ass as the spindly hands gripped her waist. Her stomach thwacked against her spread legs, full of the small, destroyed alien and its eggs. She stared at the floor, taking the assault until a sharp pain brought her back to reality. She raised her head right as the monster pushed in and delivered a second eruption. It came with more force than before, making Samus retch and gag before some of the off-white fluid slipped past her lips.

Her belly swelled, visibly expanding as the monster unloaded in her ass. The hard shaft was fully nestled inside, making her ass flat as it pushed out more and more. She felt the broken pieces of the lesser alien bouncing inside her stretched stomach. She didn’t know how she could handle it, but more came. She could almost hear her skin stretching, watching as her exposed belly grew tighter and redder. She felt faint, trying to process how much had been packed into her resilient body.

The alien unleashed another hot spray. Tears welled in her eyes. She watched her stomach push out as the massive cock erupted. All those forceful blasts were trapped in her stretched stomach. She retched again, but couldn’t make herself vomit. “Hng, ahh” She let out awkward, lewd groans. She couldn’t think straight, mindlessly twisting her hands within the pillory. She mumbled incoherently, taking another eruption. Her ungainly belly hung to her knees, making her sizable breasts look small by comparison.

The beast pushed a little deeper, making her squeal as it deposited the final blast. She huffed, blinking quickly as she felt the huge cock sliding out. It withdrew slowly, making her endure every rib before it popped free. The hard appendage retracted as the creature stomped away, leaving her full and suffering.

She felt heavy, brought low as her shaky legs tried to support her overfilled midsection. She was squatting as low as the pillory allowed, compressing her distended belly against her knees. She used all her might to push, but the fluid was firmly trapped inside. She couldn’t pass the fragments of the smaller alien and now its tail was inside too, leaving her with no way to extract it.

“Someone, anyone!” She cried out weakly. “I need help!” Her voice cracked. Loose blonde hair stuck to her red face. Her whole body glistened with sweat. She trembled, wiggling her aching behind. Her open asshole winked as she moved. Nothing she could do would alleviate her agony. Whoever orchestrated this seemed content to leave her to struggle. She gagged, trying to make herself throw up, but it didn’t work.

Her belly rumbled, churning as trapped air, water, and broken eggs swirled within. She took short, uncoordinated breaths, trying to cope with her current predicament. “Let me-“

The pillory unlatched without warning. She slipped from the bonds and crumpled to the floor, landing hard on her cushy ass. Her belly compressed against her legs, launching her backward. Samus lay there, in pain and staring at the ceiling. She gripped her massive stomach, showing teeth as she fought through the aches. She took time before raising up and onto her elbows, looking over her flowing abdomen. “I can’t believe I’m so big!” She looked around with a mixture of despair and irritation, seeing many more eggs scattered around the room.

She clenched her jaw, sitting up before going onto her hands and knees. Every movement was slow and labored. She fought to lift her burdened body. Her arms shook, weak from her previous position. Using all her resolve, she climbed to her feet, standing with legs wide as she stabilized herself. Samus grunted like an animal, crinkling her nose, and clenching her eyes. She took a few unwieldy steps before she heard a damp sound, then another. The eggs were opening and bony legs pulled the creatures into view. She waddled to the door, staring into the darkness as the aliens skittered toward her. She tried to pass into the unlit hallway when something launched from the abyss.

She gasped, taking a moment to comprehend, but it was too late. An alien wrapped its legs around her face and its tail around her neck, shoving an ovipositor in her open mouth. The eggs slid down her throat as another alien latched onto her butt, and then another climbed onto the front. She felt eggs slipping in through all three of her orifices. She tried to peel the alien around her waist off, but it was pointless. She gulped the eggs down involuntarily, breathing through her nose thanks to a small gap. She could barely focus, distracted as more eggs pushed up her open asshole and clamping pussy. Her swollen belly took more, and she knew she couldn’t stop them.

Samus was being filled and nothing could save her. Her only hope was to wait until it was over and try to find a way out. Breathing was difficult and she knew her stomach couldn’t take much more. She was scared, hoping that by the end of this, she could escape somehow. Her sagging belly grew and she didn’t know what to do next. She simply gave up, accepting more eggs as she went to her knees and then onto her back. She felt more of the slimy aliens crawling over her gargantuan belly, poking their hard legs into her nipples as they tried to find an unused entrance.

She closed her eyes, finally giving in. She couldn’t do anything to resist. Samus kept growing, being inflated from every angle. She went limp, finding unusual pleasure as eggs pushed inside her. She gulped them down, surprised that this might actually be what ended her. She’d know soon enough.

Tipsy

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The day started with rebuked advances. Alex tried to have some fun with his mother, but she gave a stern ‘no’ each time. He wondered what changed since yesterday, but he decided she was just nervous about their upcoming trip into town. They needed to figure out how to support themselves before winter and Gina was certainly worried.

Alex suppressed his urges, doing his daily chores before eating a quick lunch. Again, he tried to get some and failed, only getting a quick touch of his mother’s chest before she shoved him away. Upset, he went to his room to watch television. They had a decent collection of channels, but he couldn’t find anything good at this hour. Boredom was a constant threat out here and he really missed the internet at times like this. After about an hour he decided to find his mother again.

Gina was in her office, thumbing through papers. She only gave a brief glance as he walked closer. “Honey, I love you, but I can’t right now.”

He realized how irritating he had been. “I can help too, you know?” She was filling out an itemized list of monthly bills. The numbers were way bigger than he expected. “I’m sorry I’ve been so eager.”

“I’m just doing some bookwork before tonight.” She found a paper from the file and wrote a number on the sheet.

“Mom, Dad is gone. Just let me help you. We’re in this together.”

Gina paused, letting out a deep sigh before looking up. “You shouldn’t have to worry about this stuff. I want you to be happy out here!”

“Well, right now I’m bored, so if we can’t do the other thing then let me help!” He put a hand on her shoulder. “I’m an adult, Mom, I can handle it.”

She nodded slowly, finally accepting the offer. “We pay Bob to bring us a shipment of groceries and other necessities from town each week.” She pointed to the list. “Here are all the monthly and yearly bills. Your dad left a little bit of money for us, but that will be gone after the next week. I had a little set-aside, but that won’t help much. When we go into town we can sell eggs, honey, milk, and the stuff from the garden. That will probably make enough to get us through a month or two. I can find a job, but I need a car to get there. Any ideas?”

He thought for a moment. “Well, we could sell firewood.”

She brightened. “That’s a good idea!”

“And how about we work out a deal with Bob to bring stuff into town? He knows the owner of the grocery store, so maybe we could get some space there.”

“Yeah, but the lady who owns the grocery store kind of doesn’t like me.” Gina shook the thought away. “Anyhow, that’s still a good idea. Bob knows a lot of people in town.”

“We could even get a bike for now. We could transport some small stuff with that.” He put his hands on his mother’s shoulders, stroking them gently. “We have a plan and it’s going to be dark soon. You promised me a fire tonight. Just relax and we’ll start worrying again tomorrow, okay?” Gina huffed, nodding as she looked up at him. She sorted the papers and tucked them away before getting up.

He led her outside to start preparing the firepit. He arranged logs as she brought out the bench cushions and kindling. They talked more about what the future held and other airy topics as the sun moved lower in the sky. He was growing impatient, so they started the fire early. It didn’t take long before the flames settled and evened out. It reminded him of previous nights out here with both parents.

“Remember how Dad used to complain when I stacked the logs? Said I was going against the wind.”

“He was very particular about some things.” Gina stared into the flames. “Do you miss him? I mean, I’m sure you do, but… Do you think we need him here? You think we can do this on our own?”

“I don’t know, honestly. We do need money, but I don’t miss him that much. He had his good qualities, but he was barely around the last few years. He’d still be here if he wanted to be.” He paused. “As for us, we’ll manage.”

She reached over and took his hand. “You’re right. I couldn’t do this without you.” A minute of comfortable silence passed before Gina went inside to grab food. She declined his help, returning about 10 minutes later carrying a cooler. She pulled out hot dogs, chips, vegetables, and all the condiments. He set to work cooking as she went back in.

She returned with two cups. “Ever had alcohol before?”

“You know I haven’t.” He took the cup.

“I figured you would’ve found my liquor stash by now! That’s a rum and cola.” She took a sip and made a face. “I made it a little strong, but we should celebrate!”

He psyched himself up, taking a quick swig. He coughed and grimaced. “It’s terrible! Why would you drink that?”

“It makes things fun!” She took another drink. “Mine is halfway gone already!”

He stared at the beverage for a time before drinking more. This time was only slightly easier. “My ears are warm.”

Gina laughed, clumsily sliding her hoodie off. He couldn’t avoid a glance at her curvy chest, but her friendly scolding redirected his focus. They cooked food, having a fair amount of trouble. Both were laughing as one hot dog plopped into the fire. They managed to overcook a couple, staring into the flames as they ate. Milo came to join them, planting beside his chair. Alex offered his pooch a chunk of hot dog, giggling as Milo wolfed it down. He suddenly realized how close his mother was. He took one last drink to empty his cup, sticking out his tongue as he held it triumphantly.

“Good job! How are you feeling?” Gina nudged his shoulder.

“My head is wavy… I mean… I feel funny.” He grinned. “This is great.”

“Yeah! We probably should’ve eaten first, but it’s fun, right? Want another? Tell me if this is too much.”

“I’ll take another, sure!”

Gina climbed from the seat, using him for balance. He enjoyed watching her butt bounce as she moved. He finished his food, hearing her fumbling at the door. I might get lucky tonight. He sat there, petting the dog, and enjoying the floaty feeling. She returned a few minutes later, handing him a drink as she sat on the far side of the bench. She slipped off her shoes, sprawling out and putting her feet in his lap.

Gina looked gorgeous in the firelight. The tall, curvaceous woman watched him with seductive brown eyes. Her sizable breasts pulled her thin t-shirt tight; their shape was easy to define, helped by the hard nipples in their center. He used his free hand to rub her feet. Enjoying her soft sighs as he pressed into her arches.

“You’re going to make some girl really happy.” Her eyes rolled back. “That feels amazing!” He just guessed at what she would like, but it seemed to be working. She had to notice the boner poking up beneath her feet. He continued the massage for a couple of minutes before she took a drink and set the cup aside. She changed positions, sitting cross-legged in her seat. She looked at him with a playful smirk. “Want to play a game? How about truth or dare?”

“What’s that?”

“You’ve never played before? It’s where you ask the other person to ask you an honest question or be challenged to a dare. If you don’t do either then you take a drink!” She paused, glancing down to her chest. “I’ll go first: truth. So, you ask me a question and I can’t lie.”

“I don’t know… Why did you want to move into the country?”

“I just like being away from most people. People are gossipy. Is that even a word? Never mind, your turn!”

“Truth.”

“How much adult stuff did you see on the internet before we came out here?”

“Enough.” He scoffed, “Okay, okay, not that much. I know the basics and a few things to do to make a girl smile. How’d I do last night?”

His mother blushed, rubbing her hand along his arm. “You did really well. It was SO good. If you have any questions then just ask!” She took another drink. “I need to pee, be right back!”

She started inside and he followed. “Me too. This is fun!” She rushed into the first-floor bathroom and locked the door. He didn’t want to wait, so he made his way upstairs to her bathroom. He did his business, glad his erection subsided. He looked around, wondering which soap made her smell so good. His eyes wandered until he noticed a red rubber bag hanging in the shower. He was confused, trying to think of why she’d need a water pouch in a shower. He noticed the small rubber hose leading from the bottom of the contraption and that confused him even more. His mind wandered until he felt his stream tapering off. He put his manhood away, flushed, and washed his hands. Back outside he found his mother had topped off the drinks, patiently awaiting his return.

“My turn. I pick truth.”

He tried to focus, but his thoughts were jumbled. “Why do you have beef with the woman at the grocery store?”

“We’ll get into that another time… Give me a dare!”

“Fine, fine…” He looked at his mother’s prominent chest, feeling his excitement returning. “Take off your shirt.”

“It’s always one thing on your mind, isn’t it?” Gina pulled off her top, letting her breasts spill free. Her boobs sat perfectly and he had to stop himself from burying his face between them. “Hey, mister! Stop! I know that look. I dare you not to touch them for-“ His hands were on them before she could finish. “Ugh! Fine, but you’re taking a drink!”

He enjoyed the weight of the soft mammaries, kneading them gently between his fingers. “Do you ever just hold them? Just enjoy the feeling?” He continued for a time before pulling his hands away hurriedly. “That’s not my question. Wait, truth?” He took a drink.

“Sure, truth!” Her titties jiggled as she chuckled.

“Are you… are you okay with this? With us? I’m not going too far am I?”

“No!” She looked genuinely hurt. “Are you okay with it? You’ll tell me if we ever go too far, right?”

He was relieved. “Yeah. Same for you too!” Alex blinked. “Right, you asked me a truth so… what’s that red bag in your shower?”

She looked away. “Don’t worry about that.”

“Mom, you can tell me. I’m going to figure it out one way or another.”

Red with embarrassment, his mother conceded. “It’s an enema bag.”

“What’s an enema?”

She crossed her arms, squishing her boobs as she searched for the right words. “You put water in it and… you put that tube up your butt. Then, after holding it for a few minutes you let the water out.”

Alex’s expression was a mixture of horror and fascination. “Why?”

“Because I wanted to be clean in case… I just wanted to clean myself out.”

“Doesn’t it hurt?”

“It does, depending on how much you take, but it also feels kind of good too. I don’t mind it. I do them every couple of weeks anyway.”

He couldn’t think of what to say. The thought of his mom taking water up her butt sounded hot. Does that make me a freak? “I see… so, your turn, right?”

“Oh… yeah, uh… dare?”

He tried to think of something else, but his thoughts kept coming back to see his mom with a tight, water-filled belly. “I dare you to do an enema in front of me.”

She shook her head, taking a drink. “No! Not now! It’s not a good idea to do when I’m drunk. Besides, I already did it today!” She hiccupped. “Truth or dare?.”

“Okay, dare.”

“I want you to take your clothes off and keep your hands to yourself!” She giggled, as he undressed clumsily. He pulled his jeans off while hopping on one foot. He tilted too far and plopped back into the seat. They both laughed as he got up again and moved his boxers down. She reached out and swatted his behind, giving him an innocent look before raising a finger. “Hands to yourself!”

She looked at his semi-erect cock, grinning deviously as she stood up and stepped in front of him. She slid her own pants down, bending over to give him a full view of her shapely posterior. She wiggled her behind, glancing back to see his stupefied expression. Alex was gripping the chair, trying to resist his primal urges. She reminded him again, speaking in a seductive tone. “Don’t touch.” She spread her legs and sat back, tucking his cock between her legs. She let out a low moan as she moved, rubbing her exposed pussy along his hard pole.

He felt the warmth of her pussy. She was wet and eager. He slid along her shaven mound, with the tip of his cock nearly slipping in a couple of times. His heart thumped. He wanted nothing more than to grab her hips and fuck her hard, but being too assertive might make her stop. She was his mother and she was in control. He just had to hold out a little longer and he knew he’d get lucky.

She closed her legs, enveloping his cock between her soft thighs. Leaning back, she took his hands and brought them up to hold her chest. “I guess you can touch me a little bit.”

He nudged through her long brown hair, finding a spot on her neck to plant a gentle kiss. She shuddered, gasping as her body tightened. He realized how lucky he was – having his naked mother writhing upon his lap. He fondled her chest, feeling his cock throbbing between her legs. He wanted to get inside so badly, but then she got up. Surprised, he looked to see his mother trotting through the darkness. Her pale ass bouncing in the shadows as she laughed. She paused to spank herself before continuing through the grass.

He climbed out of his seat, starting to run in chase. His cock bounced, making his movements awkward until he got used to it. He caught up easily. Gina let out a surprised scream when she glanced back, seeing her boy closer than she expected. He took her arm and slowed her down. There was a moment of wrestling before they both went down upon the lawn. They tumbled in the soft grass, with Alex coming out on top.

His eyes adjusted, seeing his beautiful mother pinned beneath him. He couldn’t resist, shifting his cock until it poked against her hot pussy. He slipped in, nudging the tip through easily and making her gasp. She raised her hips, making him fall out just as quickly. “No, no, we can’t do that.” She gave him a long, deep kiss. “I have a way to make this work.”

She moved beneath him, rolling onto her belly. “I can’t risk you going into the front, so you’ll have to make do with the other hole.” She slapped her beautiful ass, looking over her shoulder with a big smile. “Just don’t ram it in there like last time!”

Alex was ready to go, sliding his wet cock against her butt. He moved it up and down before directing it between her cheeks. He missed the mark, threatening to go into her pussy a few times before she reached back and lined him up.

The tip found the tight hole, pushing it open easily. She squeaked as he barreled in. Gina’s hand flew back, hitting his hip to stop him. She breathed through her teeth, staying still as she acclimated to the pain. It was too much, though, and soon she pushed him back and scooted forward. “Oh no, oh, ah… That was too fast. I didn’t prepare enough.” She wiggled her behind, huffing loudly. “Ugh!”

“Sorry.”

“It’s okay, just be careful. It’s been a long time and you’re not small!” She got back into position, “use some spit to get it wet.“ He was uncoordinated and it was dark, causing him to miss a few times. She finally gave him the go-ahead as she spread her ass wide “Try it again.”

His cock popped in effortlessly. He paused for a moment as she struggled, but he couldn’t wait long. He climbed up, pinning his mother on the ground as he went in all the way. Lying on her stomach, she moaned loudly, clearly overwhelmed by how quickly he went for it. He pulled back and pushed in, fucking her firmly and quickly. She let go of her ass, taking his excited movements dutifully. “S-slow baby!” She grunted. “Oh! Oh fuck.” He slammed her ass, making them both bounce as he rode her.

He lasted longer than expected, riding her harder than she probably wanted. It felt wonderful, hearing her sexy noises as he slammed her in the grass. She grunted over and over, taking the responsibility without resistance. Soon he slowed, and she took the opportunity to move, making his cock slide up and between her cheeks. “You’ve got to be careful in my ass! It’s not fun if you go too hard!” She glanced back with tired eyes, illuminated by the distant firelight. “I like it a little rough, but my ass does end!”

He nodded, moving his dick down and sliding between her cheeks. He was still wet enough to slip in without help, though Gina made more noise this time. He went slower, working his shaft in and out carefully, enjoying her tight hole. Both were sweating despite the cool air. Their skin slapped together as he listened to the sounds of the country night. He never imagined that he’d be pounding his mom’s ass like this, pressing her down in the grass as he loosened her asshole. He knew he couldn’t last long and he wanted to go a little faster. Going lower, he smelled his mother’s hair, pressing in as the climax built. “Can I please finish inside?”

Gina groaned, taking a moment to respond. “Yeah, cum in my ass. Do me hard.”

“You want me to go faster? Are you sure?”

“Yeah, just do it. Give me all you’ve got.”

He raised up and started fucking her relentlessly. She squealed, taking the pounding while pinned on the ground. He put his arms around her shoulders, using his weight to drive in. Her ass flattened against him as he got what he wanted. Lewd sounds came from her clenching ass. He slowed briefly as she whined, but then he remembered what she said. He went hard, pounding his mother’s ass without care as he sought climax.

The pressure built and it took unexpected focus. Drinking made it harder to cum, but it only delayed the inevitable. He jabbed in and unleashed a geyser. His cock jerked, blasting his seed into her warm hole. He worked it in and out carefully, making sure all of it stayed inside Gina’s butt. She gasped quickly, accepting his load submissively. He pulled out a little more and quickly drove back in, enrapt in the overwhelming sensations. He relaxed, crumpling atop her. He reached down to hold her hips, enjoying her soft body beath him while pumping the last shot of cum up her tight ass.

His dick popped out and he rolled over, lying on the soft grass. She gave him a chiding glare in the remaining firelight, raising onto her elbows and showing off her magnificent cleavage. “That hurt!” She couldn’t help smiling. “You satisfied now?”

“Thank you, mom, I loved it!” She crawled into his arm, nestling against his shoulder. Both of them relaxed under the stars, feeling tired and sticky after the encounter. He kneaded her rump, eliciting a soft purr as she hugged him close.

They stayed for a while until Gina broke the silence. “My butt is cold.”

“Yeah, it is kind of cold out here.” He raised up. “The fire is going out too.” He looked down to see her tits flattened by gravity as she lay on her back. He leaned in and sucked on her nipple forcefully. He loved the surprised noise she made.

She pushed him back, seeing he was getting hard again. “Be gentle with those!”

He looked at his mom with a devious smirk. “I gotta go back in.”

She sighed, raising up onto her hands and knees. “Fine, it’s already lubed, I guess.” She shook her butt, making her breasts sway in kind.

Gina’s plump ass was ready for another pounding and he didn’t hesitate. Without using his hands, he pushed between her cheeks, and on the second try it went into her slippery asshole. She moaned, jerking forward as he bottomed out. Alex grabbed her hips, pulling her back and flattening her ass upon him. He went hard from the start this time, ramming in as she struggled to accept it.

Her hands moved forward as she found a better angle. She dug into the dirt, drawing in a sharp breath as she put her head down. Her long brown hair waved as he did her from behind. Gina didn’t complain, but he could tell it was hard to handle. I think she likes it like this. She did say she liked it rough and she’d tell me if it was too much. He pulled her hips back as he slammed forward. He loved hearing her distress. She yelped, taking it again and again. He drew out each thrust, going slower and making her anticipate the next one. She made a lustful sound, which confirmed his suspicions. She loves it!

He reached under to cup her breasts, squeezing them firmly as he pushed in and enjoyed the feeling. Her wet asshole took it all. He adjusted to get a little more in and she jerked forward. He wanted it again, so he repeated the movement, making his mother whine as she took him. He nestled his cock deep, grabbing her shoulders to keep her in place. Again, she groaned, but he was able to explore her depths.

“You really like to make me squirm, don’t… you?” She sneered, raising her head and letting out a pained grunt.”

“Are you okay? Did I go too far?” He asked, suddenly self-conscious.

“No, you’re fine. It’s not like I don’t deserve it after all the times I sent you away.” She reached between her legs, rubbing her clit. “I’ve been a bad mom. You’ve got to punish me.”

The way she said it aroused something inside him. Alex went hard, pumping her ass forcefully and repeatedly. She moved her hand back onto the ground for stability, grunting as he assaulted her bouncing ass. There was a loud, wet sound as his cock plunged in her ass. Orgasm built as he jabbed into her warm depths. Her noises showed that it wasn’t hurting now. She was engrossed, taking the ass fucking happily.

He focused, feeling climax approach. He slowed, taking a few long, calculated strokes before he let a second load go. His cock wiggled in her constricting asshole. They caught their breath as he delivered more and more cum up her ass.

“See, I did get another enema with all that cum you shot in there!” She giggled, tightening her butt to draw out his seed.

She started to pull forward and he decided to follow along. Gina went onto her belly in the grass and he laid on top of her. He was going soft, but it was still hard enough to stay in. He kissed her cheek, enjoying her contented sounds as they lay there. After a minute he realized how drunk he was and how he had the sudden urge to pee. He enjoyed nestling inside her slippery asshole, wondering if he should do what he wanted. After a moment of thought, the urge became too intense; he decided to give his mother a natural enema.

“Ah…” She gasped, looking back with confusion. “What are you doing?” She tensed, letting out a sexy groan. “Are you peeing?!”

“Sorry, I just couldn’t hold it.”

“Alex! Stop!” She wiggled her butt, but he had her pinned beneath him.

“S-sorry, I can’t stop mid-stream.” He relaxed fully, pushing out a strong flow. “You said you liked this, right?”

“Not like this!” She wiggled again, trying to nudge him with her elbow. “That’s gross! You can’t do that! Stop!” Her movements slowed and she became complacent. “You’re still going?! Uuugh!”

He moved back and pushed in, still unloading into her cushy butt. It felt so good – he hadn’t realized how much he was holding. “The alcohol is making me ‘go’ more.” He scoffed, enjoying the release. “You’re taking it all, though! This is what you deserve.”

“Fine.” She growled, putting her head down. “I can’t take much more, though!”

“Maybe it’ll make your belly puff out.”

She stopped complaining, glancing back in the darkness. “You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” She bared her teeth, still feeling the warm liquid flowing through her intestines.

“Yeah, you’d be sexy… I’m almost done…”

“God, it’s so much! You’re still unloading in my ass… just to see me with a full belly? You’re just like your dad! Luke loved seeing me full!” She laughed at the thought before looking quietly to the ground. “I shouldn’t have said that.”

He pushed a couple of times, making sure his bladder was completely empty before pulling out carefully. Gina’s big ass wiggled as she fought to hold all the pee. It was at that moment that he realized how terrible he was. His mother grimaced, laying belly down in the grass while fighting not to leak. I just pissed in my mom’s butt. He rubbed her back, trying to give comfort.

Her squirming continued. “Help me up, I can barely keep it in!”

“You can just let it out here.”

“I’m not going to do that in the yard and in front of you! That’s gross!” She whined, raising onto her hands and knees. “I can make it to the bathroom.”

He was amazed to see she had a noticeable belly hanging beneath her. She looked a few months pregnant and he couldn’t resist reaching under to touch it. He ran a hand along her firm belly, stroking it gently as she complained. He felt his cock stiffen again and he tried to ignore it.

Gina noticed, shaking her head with a frown. “Again, really?” She climbed to one knee with his help. Her stomach compressed as she hoisted herself higher. She took a moment to stabilize. “I’m so full!” She put a hand on her belly. “You really put a lot in there.” Her stomach growled. ”Ugghh.”

He held her soft hand, helping his encumbered mother shuffle forward. The fire was smoldering at this point, but their eyes were adjusted to the darkness. They moved ahead slowly and Gina contested every step. Breathing quickly, she started taking bigger steps. He couldn’t help eying her curvy body shifting; her tits bouncing as she leaned side to side. She wasn’t that big, but she sure moved clumsily.

“I can’t hold it.” She drew a sharp breath. “Plug me up! Go ahead. I know you… want to.”

That seemed like the best idea in the world. He stepped behind her and opened her ass with one hand. She bent forward and closed her eyes. He poked through and glided in quickly. A pained sigh slipped through her lips. Gina’s belly churned as his dick bottomed out. Thankfully it worked and nothing spilled from her filled asshole.

“Okay, just try not to… move much.” She guided him to hug her closely, but his hands slid up to cup her breasts instead. “Just hold on. Walk with me and-“ He gave a light thrust, making her squeak with surprise. “No! I’m serious. Just help me inside!”

It took immense willpower. He was ready to fuck her again, but he knew he shouldn’t. Listening to her instruction, he held her chest and kept her close. They walked with slow, uneven steps. After a minute they were making good progress, passing into the house. He snuck another pump in, making her slap his leg and glare over her shoulder. In the light, he was reminded how beautiful she was: her frazzled hair, her rosy cheeks. He looked over her sizable chest to admire her puffed-out tummy. It made loud noises and swayed as they moved.

He followed her lead, bringing them into the bathroom. She stopped their awkward march in front of the toilet, planning how to continue. He jabbed her ass again and again she tensed. She huffed, peeling his fingers from her boobs. She bent forward and he held her hips. “Fine, you can go one more time, but be quick and don’t fall out otherwise you’re cleaning up the mess!”

He obliged, moving slowly as he watched her butt flattening against him. Waves rolled through her bouncy behind as he went harder. She complained, but he made sure to take shallow pumps. He loved the idea of his water-filled mother taking it in the ass. Her stomach gurgled as he fucked her. He was living a fantasy he didn’t know he wanted. He felt kind of bad for making her endure this, but she still seemed to like it.

Another sound came from her belly. His mother groaned, clenching her ass on his dick. It felt great, making him push in to enjoy it. He was fully hard again, feeling the urge to pump her ass relentlessly. He knew he should be careful, but he was still too drunk to care. He pulled back and slammed in, making Gina gasp. She put her hands on the toilet, balancing herself as they took a small step forward. He followed, fucking her round ass quickly.

“Oh, careful, you’re gonna fall out!” She looked back with worry. “Honey- Oh, oh, ow!”

He was too excited to stop, plunging in and out of her clenching asshole. She whined, but she didn’t leak. He took longer than expected, using her clamping ass as the pressure within built. He watched her ass bouncing against him, seeing her head dip low. Her belly sloshed as her breasts bumped it over and over.

“You’ve got to cum. I can’t hold it. Please!” Her desperation was hot.

 “Yeah, yeah, almost…”

“Baby, I need you to cum!”

He pushed into the limit and added more, pumping a third load up her ass. She sighed with relief, resting on her elbows as he deposited his seed. She took it begrudgingly, waiting for him to finish before raising up and looking back with a tense smile. “I can’t wait anymore. Just take it… go slow!”

He felt his cock shrinking in her constricting asshole. “I can’t help it.”

“Oh, ah, no.” She raised the toilet lid, spinning around as he popped out. She just sat down as the deluge started, making awful noises as she emptied out. “I can’t believe… uugghhh.” Her farts echoed. “Why would you pee in me?!”

“I dunno, you said you like it! It felt really good!” He was still fairly buzzed, watching his mother relieve herself. “You look so hot right now.”

“Shut up! This hurts!” She couldn’t stifle a laugh, sitting with her knees together as she pushed. Her face tightened and her head tilted. She moved her messy hair aside as she looked up with weary eyes.

He bent down, giving his mother a long, deep kiss as she continued. He was no longer aroused, surprisingly. He simply enjoyed hugging her as they kissed. They continued for a time before she nudged him back and told him to go.

“Leave me to my shame!” She announced with a minor slur. “You’ve done enough for one night!” She giggled covering her face while waving him away. “Oh,” she blurted out as he was halfway through the door, “make sure you drink some water before bed!”

He did as she instructed, checking that the fire was out before putting his clothes on and heading to bed. He thought about showering but decided it could wait until morning. He shuffled upstairs, hearing his mom groaning as he passed. I did my mom in the ass and filled her up. He grinned. I can’t believe I got that lucky! He took a long drink of water, stumbling into his room. He stood still for a time before he felt funny. He smacked his lips before realizing what was coming. He set the water aside and grabbed the garbage can, feeling sick. I guess I deserve this!

Ingress

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Originally posted in Inflated Egos Vol. 2

“We shouldn’t be doing this!”

“Don’t be a pussy.” Monica hoisted herself, offering a helping hand as she straddled the fence. “We hang out in there all the time.”

“Yeah, if you want to be part of our club then you gotta take some risks.” Lilith urged from the other side of the boundary. “Live a little.”

Fiona took her friend’s hand, clambering over the fence. The trio ventured into the abandoned house through an unlocked door in the back. The disheveled home had graffiti upon the walls and piles of trash collected in the corners. It was clear that teenagers had been using this haunt for months. They searched the rooms cautiously, wondering if anyone else was visiting tonight.

Confident they were alone, Lilith led them down some shaky stairs into the basement. The musty aroma added to her unease. Fiona pointed her phone’s flashlight towards a broken door that led into another pitch-black room. The others were at relative ease, playfully kicking beer cans and whacking some cheap metal shelves as they passed. She followed along, shining her light at every little sound. They passed into the next room, but their lights didn’t reach the walls. It felt oppressive and unnatural. Her pulse quickened and the hair on her neck arose. The door closed behind them with a thud.

Lilith, illuminated in the inadequate light, stood before the entrance. Her deep blue hair contrasted against her blanched skin. High cheekbones and dimpled cheeks gave an innocent smile, but her eyes showed devilish intent. Her black eyebrow raised as she pulled her shirt off and cast it aside. Her nose ring shone as she skulked ahead.

She unfastened her bra, revealing shapely breasts with small nipples. A beaded necklace dipped below her collarbone adding appeal to her naked top. Her smile was quite unsettling, never faltering as she undid her shorts and slid both her pants and panties down. Flipping them aside with her foot, Lilith offered her hand in an elegant gesture, standing unclothed before the newcomer.

“What are you doing?” Fiona stepped back.

“Just relax and it will all be over soon. You won’t regret it.”

“Don’t try to fight it.” Monica’s voice came from behind her.

Fiona spun around and dropped her phone. Her friend wore a glossy black latex top and thigh-high boots. Monica was a slender, pale girl, with a complexion even more pronounced thanks to her copious amounts of black eyeliner and wine-colored lips. Long, black hair spilled over her shoulders, framing her creepy grin. Her clean-shaven, uncovered pussy caused Fiona to stare, shocked by the events that were unfolding. Lilith’s long fingers slithered around her shoulders.

Fiona shrieked, running for the door and leaving her phone behind. She was confused, finding another door, but no stairs in sight. The darkness felt thick, making her uneasy as she looked for a way up. The light seemed centered around her somehow, following along as she moved. She didn’t see anyone chasing, so she diverted through another door. She realized now how lost she truly was.

Her heart thrummed. An unnatural silence surrounded her. Fiona looked back, seeing no door upon the wall, no possible exit. She ran forward, but no boundary came. Her discomfort increased as a silhouette appeared from the darkness. Lilith emerged, twitching and gasping as a chill sped through her beautiful body. She turned, regarding something that moved in the blackness.

It glistened in the muted light, looking mostly humanoid, but lacking any real features. The silhouette lunged at Lilith, pressing against her body. She let out a muffled scream, stumbling to the side as it pushed a tendril into her mouth. Her throat bulged as she went lower, resting upon her knees. She put both hands upon her neck reflexively, surprised by the situation. The shadowy figure became more defined somehow, looking like it was shoving an entire arm down the girl’s throat.

Gagging and gasping, Lilith put her hands on her thighs, attempting to sit complacently. She tensed at times, but she was otherwise calm, willfully taking the insertion. Her toned midriff pushed out. The small piercing in her bellybutton trembled as the foreign appendage wriggled inside her belly. It pressed out in various directions, stretching her creamy skin. She brought her hands up, pressing between her breasts as she retched loudly. Her throat bulged repeatedly, looking as if something was being pumped through her esophagus.

She whimpered, feeling discomfort as her stomach grew. She drank the black slime, trying to remain prideful in spite of her body’s reluctance. Placing her hands on her hips, Lilith rose up, turning her head from side to side. She accepted the creature. Blue hair moved along her soft shoulders. The necklace clicked faintly after each bulge passed. Her eyebrows peaked as she fought to take more.

The tight, sculpted tummy pushed outward. It started slowly, showing a little paunch above her waistline, but now it was rounding nicely. Her shaven mound dripped onto the floor, soon becoming hidden by the growing stomach. She looked pregnant, save for her average-sized chest. The lower portion expanded first, but it quickly filled out, making her whole abdomen puff up. It was visibly heavy, spilling over her thighs as her skin tightened.

The willing vessel had reached her limit. Waving her hands in the air, she mumbled a plea to the entity. The figure brought her head lower and rammed its arm ahead, making Lilith gag again as she toppled backward. The long tendril popped from her throat, leaving her gasping as she landed upon her shapely behind and then fell upon her back. Her long legs shot out, giving a full view of her shiny pussy.

Her movements were awkward and clumsy. Such a limber girl now encumbered by a full, burdensome belly. She smiled enticingly, pleased with the situation. The creature inside moved, causing the aroused girl to curl her toes. She writhed, moaning as the silhouette passed back into the unending darkness. Lilith held her stomach tightly. The firm skin sprang back as her fingers moved around the sphere.

“It feels so amazing to have it inside you,” Monica whispered from beside her, interrupting Fiona’s revelry. “It’s a little strange at first, but the sensations are so incredible. I’m excited to see what you think.” The partially clothed girl stared.

Screaming, Fiona spun around and went into a full sprint. Barreling through the darkness, she called for help, hoping that she’d wake up from this nightmare. She thought back to her friends, how normal they seemed before their change, before their new lifestyle. This has to be a dream… How long had they been acting like this? She slowed to a stumbling walk, trying to make out a figure approaching from ahead.

Her pulse quickened and a cold sweat enveloped her. The mousy blonde girl stood with an inquisitive smile, watching her like a lab rat. Small bags formed under her big brown eyes. Thin, wet lips opened to reveal pearly teeth. Plump cheeks gave her an innocent demeanor. Fiona blinked in shock, recognizing the girl as an image of herself.

The copy started to unbutton her blouse. Fiona looked down with horror at her own hands replicating the motions. She yelped, turning around to be confronted by the shadowy figure. She was shaking, unable to vocalize a scream. It touched her skin, somehow passing through her clothing for a second. She closed her eyes, wishing for a way out of the situation. The form put its hands around her hips, slowly sliding behind and opening her behind.

The apparition’s feeler wiggled around, entering her backdoor as it moved. She tensed, feeling it opening her up. She took a deep breath and turned around, hoping to escape its hold. Her copy was gone, replaced by Monica standing proudly. She reached up with both hands, taking Fiona by her pudgy cheeks. A mean-spirited glee showed in her eyes.

The slim goth came closer and unfasted Fiona’s jeans. Was she wearing those clothes when we got here? A sweet, enticing aroma came from the austere girl. At this angle, she could see Monica’s breasts being squished by the tight latex top. Moving her pants down, Monica’s hands slid around and grabbed her ass, spreading it wide. A subtle, airy groan came from behind, reminding her of the shadow creature as it took the offer.

It felt like a finger at first, but it grew. She pressed against her friend, hugging Monica as the thickness increased. Fiona despaired, being a virgin until this point. She whimpered in discomfort, somewhat thankful for Monica’s embrace. The expansion in her butt stopped, feeling like a balled fist was rammed deep into her rectum. She barely had time to process when it began moving upward.

Gasping, Fiona couldn’t stop the insertion. She reached a hand back, trying to hit the figure, but it passed through. The visage seemed agitated by that, pulsing its arm outward, making her groan loudly and awkwardly. She leaned into Monica, holding her tight as she took more. A surprising dampness came to her loins. She was unexpectedly aroused by the ordeal, which helped with the distress.

Bathed in Monica’s sweet scent, she drew back to look at her friend. The malice was gone and now she seemed supportive. The dusky features even showing a hint of admiration. Fiona’s mouth watered, looking at Monica’s dark, slippery lips. Unable to resist, she planted a careful, gentle kiss upon the enticing lips. They locked in a passionate embrace, running hands along each other’s curves as their velvety tongues rolled together.

Fiona moaned, lifting up as the feeler moved around in her ass. It was excruciatingly big, causing a deep ache in her core, but the arousal made it bearable. A tightness built within and she feared she might end up like Lilith, but lust blinded her sensibilities. She only focused on her friend’s beautiful eyes.

Monica’s hand ran through her messy blonde hair and another sat upon her curvy hip. Every touch and every caress seemed amplified. They were lost in the moment, reaching lower to explore each other’s warmth. It felt like an explosion – like nothing she’d ever felt before. Wet fingers slid inside the hungry entrances. Monica’s touch was far more skilled, hitting a spot that caused her to tremble. An orgasm crept closer until Monica abruptly pulled back.

“N-no, keep… keep going…” Fiona glanced down, startled by how big she’d become. “Oh my… god…”

She had been too distracted to realize how much she was showing. Her belly puffed out, rounded and bulky as it hung. She breathed, watching it moving as the expansion continued. Her shirt was wrapped over the top, and her pants were nearly to her knees. The incursion caused her to lean ahead, supported by her delicate lover.

She pressed her face against Monica’s flat stomach. Her sweaty cheek slid lower as a hand ran through her frazzled hair. She noticed a hint of pink peeking from between her friend’s shaven lips. Distracted by the thought, she slid her finger along the slit, enjoying the smell as she rubbed Monica’s wet pussy. Something shifted inside, eliciting a gasp as she increased the pace.

The gothic girl directed her head lower, making Fiona kiss the excited hole. Wrapping her arms around the slender hips, she committed to the task, running her tongue around clumsily. It snuck in, giving her an intense taste of the dominant girl’s cooch. She felt her belly sagging, pulled low by the invading apparition. Then, a new feeling came to her as something pushed up her throat.

She opened wide, allowing a shadow tendril to push out of her mouth and into the other girl’s loins. Monica stumbled, gasping with glee as she moved back. The lanky girl was more than excited, sitting on the floor and lying back. Her black boots directed attention to her slippery pink pussy. Fiona sank, going to her hands and knees as the shadowy figure directed her movements. It walked her ahead, reconnecting with the willing participant before them.

The twisting tendril coming from her mouth shot into the displayed vagina. It made a wet, sloppy sound. Monica opened her legs wider, grabbing handfuls of Fiona’s dirty-blonde hair, keeping her in place as the phantasm’s appendage moved through them. It was a peculiar sensation, but Fiona was still aroused. She attempted to sneak a hand lower and pleasure herself, but the massive belly blocked her reach.

Trying, again and again, only finding frustration. Fiona tried to press her hips down and touch her eager loins against the floor, but again the bulky midsection kept her restrained. It was maddening. Wishing so badly for only the slightest touch while the taste and smell drove her wild. Her eyes tensed, watching the small woman being filled by the shadow’s appendage. Maybe I will get smaller as she fills. The thought encouraged her. Take more! Take it all! She pushed her lips tight against Monica’s privates. The belly rose higher, blocking out the dim light as she connected with the girl’s damp pussy.

Unable to see what transpired behind her, Fiona felt violent movement. The creature was wiggling the shaft around, opening her even more as it flowed through. Her hips bounced, accepting the penetration easily. She grumbled, muffled by the mouthful of whatever was passing through her body. Gross! What’s going in my ass is coming out of my mouth! She was disgusted by the idea.

Monica raised her legs, resting them upon her inflated friend’s shoulders. The heels of her boots dug into Fiona’s back before sliding aside. Fiona couldn’t move much, still attached to her companion. Buttons from her blouse clicked upon the floor as her top opened to expose her bra. Her legs spread wide, nudging her jeans lower to rest around her ankles. The lavender panties sat higher, straining against her knees. They caused a moment of torment before reaching the breaking point and popping apart on one side. The ruined panties fell to the floor, allowing her legs to part fully.

The movements behind grew more intense, causing her to raise up in an attempt to get away from the discomfort. The object in her behind was big and slippery, feeling like a giant snake trying to fit in her entirely. She jerked side to side, trying to endure the thrashing. Then she felt it calm. She was relieved at the feeling – her asshole pinched closed, swallowing the last of the energetic creature.

Elated to know there was an end, Fiona relaxed, going back down to rest upon her bulging midsection. Her ass ached, now urging her to push out the intruding monster, but she couldn’t budge it no matter how hard she tried. The thick feeler coming from her mouth grew wider, making her jaw open to its limit. A surge of slippery black substance pushed up her throat and into the moaning girl, adding more to Monica’s gargantuan stomach.

She didn’t enjoy the feeling, so she opted to try again for self-pleasure. Fiona put a hand lower, trying to edge around her fat, distended belly, but found it to be just as large. She tried to push the hot, pliable mass aside but failed again. She tried from the other side too, grumbling at her defeat. She looked back as best she could, seeing nothing behind her anymore. I guess I took the whole thing! She was oddly proud of the fact.

Moving her head caused her lips to graze Monica’s clit. This caused the girl to buck wildly, her belly dancing as it settled. Fiona repeated the process, moving her head side to side quickly, causing the girl to moan loudly and close her legs tightly. It got incredibly wet – the pussy’s powerful lips squeezing the dark column audibly as it drove inside her. She fought to extend her tongue, unable to extend it for more than a second. Monica seemed to love it, though.

Without warning, the feeler pulled apart, disconnecting the girls. Part slid into the moist opening and the other retracted into her mouth. Fiona swallowed, feeling it recede into her stomach as Monica’s vagina closed entirely. Both took a second, catching their breath after the ordeal. Fiona reached around her awkwardly large tummy, not caring about the size. It was far bigger than any pregnant belly she’d seen before, hanging almost to her knees and pushing to arm’s length.

She felt like a tank, artlessly tickling her clit with an extended finger. It felt like a great accomplishment to finally reach her privates. Grazing the edge of her glistening pussy, she tried to relieve the pressure, but no orgasm came. Stroking furiously didn’t work either. It was like something blocked her, repressing her somehow.

Monica sat up, also supporting an insanely large midsection. She clamped her eyes as the belly vibrated, pushing outward in all directions. The overfilled girl scooted back, groaning and gasping as Fiona watched. Black hair stuck to her sweat-covered neck. She panted, balling her fists as things changed inside. The tight latex around her chest stretched. It flexed loudly, making a stretching sound as her breasts grew beneath. Tipping her head back, Monica showed obvious torment from the experience. The opaque top pulled so tight that it became translucent for a time, showing her boobs packed into the tight wrap. And, with a quick pop, the garment shot aside.

Bountiful breasts rolled free, hanging heavily upon her swollen body. Her shoulders and legs had grown thicker, squishing into the knee-high boots. The laces came undone, sliding free as they opened around her long, expansive limbs. She was changing from a small, spindly girl, into a huge, husky woman. Her neck widened, matching her engorged bosoms. Even her areolas were bigger, accented by long, dark nipples.

Squished skin spread where she sat. The unwieldy ass looked comfortable but surely kept her trapped in position. She was too large to stand now, leaning to the side as she groaned. The pale girl pressed hands into her hulking breasts, bending the hard nipples inward. She raised the heavy mounds of flesh, opening her mouth wide. She seemed to be in pain, but her moans hinted at pleasure as growth continued.

The boots separated, leaving only a small section below her ankle intact. Smooth, rosy skin rolled free, showcased by the ambient light. Her lips pressed together, forming a small O as she huffed. Monica put her hands flat upon the floor. Her abdomen was colossal, spilling around her sides and pushing her wide legs apart. She fell back, mumbling as she looked to the ceiling. Her exposed pussy was hidden in the shadows of her growing body. Fiona was amazed that her skin could handle such a substantial change.

Something shifted in the darkness. They both watched as Lilith waddled into view. The blue-haired girl’s belly hung heavily, rocking side to side as she lumbered closer. Leaning forward, she was still mobile somehow. Her legs trembled, barely supporting the weight. After a few clumsy steps, she leaned too far, falling heavily upon her enormous stomach.

The springy abdomen absorbed the impact. She yelped, writhing in agony upon the soft, rolling blob. After a moment she seemed to settle, looking at them both with puzzlement. She seemed to finally understand how unnatural this predicament was. Blinking back tears, knowing she was unable to escape whatever may come.

Still trapped under the expansive frame, Monica struggled to breathe. Looking distantly, her dark features showing little concern for their fate. Her expression softened further as they watched, her black eyelids fluttering wildly. The long neck craned as her head listed, slowly lowering to the floor. Her overfilled body shifted continually and visibly. The intruder pushed out against her reddish skin, making the packed body convulse. Monica grew even more, pushing out like an overinflated balloon, about to pop at any moment.

“No!” Lilith shrieked. “Not again!”

With that, Monica blew apart. Pieces of fair skin launched into the darkness, blood coating both girls in an instant. It was a gruesome scene, as the wrecked frame of Monica’s body remained. Her face froze with a creepy smile. The opening in her midsection was pink and slippery, reminding her of Monica’s cute pussy. The thought seemed so out of place amidst the horror. She blinked and the scene changed.

In an instant, the body was gone and the area was totally clean. No blood remained and both girls seemed untouched by the recent horror. Fiona questioned her sanity, looking to her remaining friend for answers.

“It keeps happening.” Lilith leaned upon her full stomach. “It’s too late-” She spoke wistfully, her eyebrows rising with despair. An abrupt movement drew a soft, sensual moan from her lips. Her body tensed as her chest wobbled. Her bosoms pulled lower and grew rounder. They maintained their proportions, looking extremely sexy as they grew. Fiona observed the change, wishing she could suck on the tiny pink nipples in the middle of the massive tits.

I just want to touch her all over! Fiona’s jaw quivered. I want to squeeze her silky skin and run my tongue all over! I’ve never wanted something so badly… She moaned loudly, frustrated that she couldn’t touch herself and couldn’t move closer to her companion. Her belly hung past her knees, forcing her to stand open-legged and lean upon her substantial thighs. She knew she should be terrified as her body swelled, but she was mesmerized by Lilith’s flowing body.

Lilith’s beautiful eyes lit upon her, connecting with Fiona’s hungry expression. She beamed for a quick second before allowing the uneasiness to return. Lilith pouted, with tears welling up in her somber eyes. The pillowy lips pushing tightly as she sniffled around the silver nose-ring. She let out a pained breath, knowing her time was approaching its end.

All the while, her body inflated. Her squishy behind swelled, rounding outward upon her full thighs. The plentiful rump jiggling. Tight and smooth skin rolling from unseen movements. The broad ass was inviting, renewing Fiona’s lust. It looked perfect, just like the rest of her voluminous body. Her arms looked twice their original size and her legs pushed out. Filling out all over, she grimaced as her skin pulled tight. Lilith was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen.

She shook her head, thrashing vibrant blue hair all around. The girl sobbed, feeling her end approaching. “I’m so sorry, Fiona! You shouldn’t have come!” She bared her teeth, letting out a high-pitched squeak.

Lilith’s plump body exploded, launching her up into the air as blood sprayed in all directions. Her arms and legs emptied as they thrashed in the air. She screamed, coming back down to land in the other portion of her ravaged body. She pushed her upper portion into the air, attempting to get up. She seemed aloof, not knowing what just happened. A few moments later she slumped down, her eyes going vacant. Like Monica, her body vanished in an instant.

Fiona searched the area. An unseen light loomed above her, keeping the darkness at bay. She was terrified, trying to think of a way to escape this nightmare. A sound came. She panicked, searching, but unable to see the source. Then she glanced ahead, seeing something on the floor. A black pool spread, encroaching from the shadow. Then she saw it coming from the left… and the right. She whimpered, overcome by fear.

The liquid made a perfect circle around her and then the shadowy walls closed in. The light diminished and she felt a sudden chill roll along her spine. Whimpering, she felt suddenly claustrophobic. The ambient light flickered, making her scream in absolute horror. Then, it stopped flashing and even grew brighter. Confused, she cried out for help, startled to see someone approaching.

The nude woman scooted into view, taking small, uncoordinated steps. Her mountainous belly caroming between her knees. It looked like a fully-grown person stowed away inside the frightened girl. She looked so worried, so tired. It was her copy again and she didn’t like how big she had become. The undressed woman stopped before her, with a demeanor changing to pure malice.

A black hand came from between the clone’s legs. Fiona howled as it grabbed its mother’s leg and pulled itself out. Getting longer and looking like a serpent, it hit the ground and slithered closer. Fiona let out a harsh scream as it grabbed her ankle, working its way up and forcing its way inside. It pushed her lips open and then continued moving upward. It connected with the other substance inside, causing her insides to flex and shift violently as the rest came to life.

“N-no! I won’t let you… ahhh!” Fiona growled, pushing with all her strength. She was scared but assured that this was a vivid dream. She took control of the situation, feeling the substance flow in the other direction.

The copied girl looked nervous, leaning upon her knees as the shadowy tendril pulled more into her body. She huffed, shaking her head disapprovingly as the rest of her body expanded. Now her breasts and butt puffed out, both becoming far beyond curvy while she stood. The weight pulled her lower, making her dip to one knee. Her cute behind formed into a wide springy ass that kept growing, keeping her somewhat balanced against the mass in the front.

Tits rolled over the grandiose tummy, hanging to the sides as they developed. Spreading evenly, they enlarged to the size of beach balls. The burgeoning bosoms looked cumbersome, making the girl slump noticeably. The clone snarled, attempting to stand and to gather up the accentuated chest. It was too much for her weak frame. She had to put an arm down for support, allowing the big boob to slap the arm hard and knock it aside. She tipped over, landing hard upon her side.

The full breasts compressed, looking even larger when stacked. The robust boobs slid as she moved, coming to rest against the floor. Her giant belly squished out, with a prominent belly button nudging the cement as she breathed. The overloaded clone closed her eyes and parted her thin lips. She looked to be suffering.

Fiona felt the creature thrashing around in her asshole. To her surprise, her stomach looked normal again. She pulled up her pants as the last remainder of the monster slipped free and forced its way into her agitated duplicate. The other girl kicked her bulky leg up, fighting to keep the creature at bay, but it had full access to her wet opening. It wriggled inside and made her limbs swell within moments. The copy tipped back, landing on her ample backside. The big butt squished, taking most of her weight due to its size. The woman looked like an elephant and moved with none of its grace.

Her pudgy arms flailed and her breasts and belly swayed. Then a silence came. She craned her neck, her chest drenched in sweat. “You don’t have control. You are changed too.” The unsettling calm left her face. She resumed to struggle, her cheeks pushing out as the shadowy substance found every nook to fill. The woman’s skin pushed out, turning reddish and growing taut. A small, pitiful noise escaped just before the end.

The imposter’s body ripped open in the most violent display yet. Launching fragments every which way, coating Fiona in a disgusting spray of slime. The red goop dripped from her arms as she wiped her eyes. The remaining portion of the woman looked so small and tragic. A melancholic expression frozen on her young face. Fiona had destroyed her innocence, and she knew the copy was right: she couldn’t control it. She couldn’t recover from this.

The bloody scene vanished, cleaned by an unseen force. And now the darkness moved closer. Hands came from behind her, holding her legs and arms, keeping her upright as snake-like tendrils crept from the blackness. She tried to stay strong as they parted her legs and slid down the front of her pants. She felt the slippery shaft open her pussy and nudge inside. It didn’t hurt as much as she expected. She blinked, taking slow breaths to relax.

It seemed so gentle at first, but soon it started moving eagerly. Another feeler slipped her pants down and pushed up her behind. Her firm cheeks closed around the extremity, unable to slow its movement. She didn’t like it, but something kept her going. She wanted to take it. Another appendage hung from above, waiting just in front of her face. She dutifully opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue, swallowing the tendril as best she could. All three limbs drove deeper. She gagged and strained, fascinated by the feelings.

It felt like snakes were moving through her orifices, all meeting in her stomach. They moved endlessly, causing her expanding belly to throb and bulge. She hung in the air, raised by the powerful shafts as they used her body. She felt a hint of pleasure, but they were too vigorous to elicit anything close to a climax. Instead, she just accepted it, getting whatever enjoyment she could from the uncaring shades.

She thought back to Lilith and Monica: imagining their beautiful bodies. Wishing she could touch them again. She knew they had experienced something like this before. I hope they got to cum. Fiona retched, looking up into the bright light as her small tits bounced wildly. She took the massive shaft, pleased at how big it had become.

With hands on her hips, she felt joyous. All of them had grown and she was taking it with ease. Her belly crept lower, resting over her wet, violated pussy. She could feel the pillar sliding up into the hole, making a wet noise as it pushed through. No end was in sight as they snaked their way into her body. Her pants had slipped lower, digging into her squishy thighs. They pulled tightly and then she felt something give. The waistband popped, sending a rip down the side. Another one formed and soon her lower garments fell to the floor.

Her bra was also pulling hard, cutting into her back as the strap stretched to accommodate her changing form. She raised her hands, cupping her breasts right as the hooks broke. Her chest was getting larger, spilling through her fingers as she held on. The hard nipples were extra sensitive beneath the unfastened top. She played with them for a while, removing the bra to get a better feel, but she couldn’t get far enough.

She reached back, enjoying the squishy ass. She kneaded it in her hands, feeling the soft, doughy skin rolling between her fingers. It felt relaxing in spite of the vigorous insertions she took. She finally put her arms down submissively. She wanted it to end, uncertain how much her body could handle.

Time rolled by. She didn’t fight it, she didn’t try to get away – she only waited. Focusing on every movement. The wide feelers pushed up her sore pussy, her stretched throat, and her wrecked asshole. A dull ache took away any enjoyment long ago, but she knew it would end eventually. She felt big and unwieldy. Her body was filled to the brim, yet she stayed intact. She didn’t really understand, but it was certain that this wasn’t a normal dream. She felt complacent – like this was inevitable.

The tendrils pulled out, leaving a copious amount of the substance inside her. The feelers slipped out of sight into the blackness, leaving her free to move once again. She was, however, much larger than before. Dark blonde hair spilled over her thick shoulders. Big, bulging arms pressed against her pudgy sides. Fiona felt awkward, barely able to stay upright. She had to deal with her new body, wondering when her demise would come.

Her fertile, burdened body moved and shifted. The shadow invaded every region, pushing her legs and arms out, making them proportional to her already enormous feminine curves. The abundant paunch grew big and rounded. The belly was just as wide as it was tall, rebounding with strong momentum as gravity drew it down. The plentiful mammaries sat surprisingly high, appearing as perfectly upturned orbs sitting atop the weighty stomach.

Her apple-shaped ass squished together. The smooth cheeks flattened against one another, almost perpetually jiggling as she shifted. Her waist had expanded, but she still retained an enticing figure. She felt comfortable with her new shape, knowing that this too was inevitable. She put a hand upon her belly, watching it shift and writhe. Soon the monster would come out and end her discomfort.

She opened her thick legs, feeling something move down and rub around inside her vagina. She couldn’t reach it, but this time she didn’t need to. The movement felt so soft and gentle, yet it hit the spot perfectly. It tickled her, making her moan as tears of joy welled in her eyes. She had wanted this for so long, and finally, she felt the excitement growing too intense to stop. The orgasm came suddenly and she howled with glee. Nothing could prepare her for how amazing it felt. Her whole body tingled like tiny jolts of electricity ran along her nerves. It was incredible.

Her legs gave out and she fell forward. She put her arms out, but the belly was too large, absorbing the impact. She squeaked in surprise as her full stomach ruptured. Her fragile skin split apart forcibly. She didn’t feel pain, nor did she feel sadness. Unlike her friends, she was simply fascinated by the process. It was violent and bloody, but she simply wondered where she would go from here.

“I like the tats.” Monica gave her a cool smirk.

Lilith nodded. “Yeah, you’re one of us.”

Fiona’s aesthetic was completely different now. She wore a torn T-shirt and black shorts. Fishnet stockings covered her long, pale legs. A weeping eye adorned her left leg and another tattoo of a cat’s silhouette sat on the side of her neck. Her long blonde hair was collected in two large ponytails on opposite sides. She wore heavy eyeliner and deep red lipstick. She felt like a new person. She didn’t respond.

“Think we should bring your friend in tomorrow, Fiona?” Monica offered.

“Nah. She’s not worth it.” Fiona led them away from the fence, knowing they were staring at her hot ass. “Gotta keep standards.” She knew they agreed.

Mother Dimitrescu

Standard

“Daniela! Bela! Cassan-dra!” Her voice echoed through the halls. Within moments all three of her daughters materialized before her. Lady Alcina Dimitrescu was massive, standing around nine feet tall, wearing a 1920’s era white dress and an oversized hat. Her bright red lips tightened as she paced side to side. “You three were supposed to be here five minutes ago! Mother Miranda does not appreciate tardiness and we need time to prepare!”
 
“Sorry, mother.” Daniela conceded.
“Sorry… mother.” Cassandra echoed.
 
The giant woman scoffed. “And why are you still dressed? You know it gets… too dry when you wear clothing.”
“Can’t we wear something? It feels weird.” Bela shrugged to her sisters.
“Because it… You know that it is uncomfortable for me.” Alcina looked aside. “It tickles.”
“Isn’t that a good thing?”
“NO! No, it is not!” She snapped. “It is not meant to be enjoyable, merely a way to transport you three off of the castle grounds.” She snarled. “Do not give me that look, Cassandra! How else can I keep you warm, hmm?”
“Ugh, it’s just… Do we have to go?”
“Yes, and that is final! Disrobe this instant!”
 
Alcina watched with hands on her hips as her daughters dematerialized into swarms of flies, circling wildly before re-forming into three, naked women. Their hair was matted and dried blood covered their faces. They could see her disdain. Without instruction, they changed again and went upstairs to clean themselves up. Lady Dimitrescu tapped her shoe loudly, awaiting their return.
 
Finally, three mostly clean girls stood before her, naked and awaiting approval. “It will have to do. Who will be first?” No one volunteered, irritating their mother. “Very well, I will have to pick!” Her gaze fell upon the youngest. “Daniela.”
 
The other girls giggled as she pouted. “But I always go first!”
 
The tall woman raised her dress, gathering it up in one hand as she walked closer. The red-haired girl knelt as her mother stepped over her. She sighed, licking her hands before raising them high and poking her fingers into her mother’s smooth, wet pussy.
 
“Glad to see you shaved, Mother.” Cassandra crossed her arms apprehensively, watching her sister inserting clasped hands.
Bela agreed. “I was getting tired of climbing through all that hair down there!”
 
“Mmm… It is a bit strange to me, but it does make this process a little easier.” Alcina grunted, taking her daughter’s arms to the elbow. Reaching down, she put pressure on her crotch, closing her eyes as she accepted more. Soon Daniela was facing her mother’s loins, with both arms buried inside.
 
“Wait, Mother, can’t I just-“ She made a face as her cheek pressed against the warm mound.
 
“This is why you go first, Daniela. You constantly complain!” Lady Dimitrescu took hold of Daniela’s head and pressed it into her lower entrance. A muffled scream came as the pressure built, going face-first into the dripping pussy. Then it went quiet. Her head went in with a loud, wet sound. She let out another shriek from inside, but it was only a subtle noise through her mother’s thick body. Alcina moaned, looking rather embarrassed for a time before returning to the task. She bent over and held Daniela’s sides, awkwardly raising her, and forcing her shoulders through the slippery hole. Alcinia would never admit how much she enjoyed the insertions.
 
Daniela kicked, unintentionally helping the process. Her tight butt jiggled as it came closer to the entrance, her lower half wiggling in the air frantically. Alcina scoffed, removing her glove, and licking her finger as Daniela struggled. She raised the half-inserted woman and pushed the large, damp finger between her cheeks. Daniela tensed in an instant; her legs straightening as she felt the unwanted intrusion in her ass.
 
“You will calm down or I will give you a second finger!” The giantess chided, wiggling the large digit in her daughter’s behind.
 
Daniela continued squirming, irritating her mother greatly. Alcina moved removed her finger and raised her dress, casting the heavy garment onto the couch. The half-inserted girl only continued to struggle. Tight, white lingerie accentuated Alcina’s oversized body perfectly. With her legs parted and Daniela waist deep, Alcina sat down carefully and leaned ahead, letting a line of saliva drip down onto her daughter’s tensed rump. She forced another finger inside this time, giving her daughter two plump fingers to deal with. Again, Daniela went stiff, trying to evade the intrusion.
 
“You are being difficult, Daniela! Your sisters need to go in too!” Alcina sneered. “Do I have to use a third finger on you?” Alcina’s lips tightened. “I assure you it will not be pleasant!”
 
Cassandra gasped and Bela covered her mouth, watching as their mother jabbed three of her enormous fingers up their sister’s tiny behind. The rest of Alcina’s massive hand cupped Daniela’s ass, pushing her farther in. The giantess’ wet pussy opened wide, making a very lewd noise while enveloping the girl’s hips. Lady Dimitrescu moaned again, helping the girl move inside. Her fingers slipped free as Daniela’s legs pressed together, being sucked in by Alcina’s powerful, accepting vagina.
 
“There.” Lady Dimitrescu leaned back, running her hand along her distended belly as Daniela entirely disappeared. Her belly shifted, making Alcina crinkle her nose. “Hmph, you always struggle so much!” She looked to Bela, “And now it is your turn.”
 
The girl’s dark lips tightened. “Mother, can’t I just stay home this-“
 
“You most certainly cannot!” Her mother snapped. “Must I put you in the same way I did with Daniela?”
 
Bela’s dusky eyes averted as she marched ahead. “No, Mother.” She went to the floor and raised her feet into the air, pressing them together to make a point with her toes. She was clever to go in at this angle.
 
“Good girl.” Lady Dimitrescu rubbed her pussy, getting it wet as she lowered onto her daughter’s feet. The straightened toes slipped in easily, eliciting a sigh of pleasure from the mother’s taut lips. She had to shift around before Bela’s ankles poked through. “Your sister takes up so much space!” Her belly pushed out as Daniela squirmed within. The large woman steadied herself, accepting Bela’s long, shapely legs deeper. There was another hold up and Alcina pushed on the side of her stomach, adjusting her daughter before continuing. “Quit MOVING, Daniela!” She didn’t seem to listen, squirming even more within her mother’s belly.
 
“Ow! It’s too tight!” Bela complained as she was being inserted. “I think I’m… I think I’m going into Daniela’s kitty!”
 
A noise came from within. Alcina’s eyes went wide. Her belly pushed out and vibrated. Her lingerie pulled tight as a swarm of flies buzzed around inside her stomach. The giant woman bared teeth, grunting loudly. “You know not to change inside there!” She screamed angrily, placing a hand on her distended belly before pressing in. Daniela got the message, returning to human form inside her mother’s womb.
 
Bela let out a yelp. Her young face twisted in agony while being sucked in to her hips. Her feet were definitely inside her sister, but Alcina wasn’t stopping. “It’s so tight, Mother! I can’t get out! You have to stop for a minute!”
 
“We are already going to be late!” Lady Dimitrescu huffed. “Your sister’s body is far more resilient than you think! Yours as well. Just quit fighting and this will be over soon enough!”
 
Bela’s pretty eyes clamped shut. Alcina’s massive hands took hold and pushed her upward, forcing her hips audibly through the damp entrance. Her legs ached, sliding through the even smaller opening inside. She suffered through the ordeal as her flat stomach glided through the stretched pussy. The movement stalled again at her breasts. Bela knew she couldn’t defy her mother, so she pressed her mammaries flat to assist the process, watching as her face moved closer to the vagina gobbling up her curvaceous body.
 
Suddenly, she stopped. Bela felt an uncomfortable tightness up to her thighs. She tried shifting around, but she wouldn’t budge. Her mother took hold and pushed her shoulders hard, causing her great distress as the pressure built. “Mother, please!” Bela cried out.
 
Something gave way and release came abruptly. Her legs folded and her hips squeezed into the unbelievably tight nook. A muffled scream came as the painful grip moved over her tummy and up to her chest. She was being forced into her trapped sister’s pussy, and somehow, Daniela was able to take more.
 
Bela’s arms hung down as she extended from between her mother’s powerful thighs. Grabbing the toned legs, she tried to help herself through the clenching pussy. Lady Dimitrescu put hands on her hips, watching stoically as her daughter’s shoulders popped into her vagina. Alcina closed her eyes and purred, enjoying the sensation as Bela’s nose rubbed along her G-spot. A loud schlick came as her hungry pussy swallowed the remainder of Bela’s body. With two girls inserted, the giantess had to delay a moment until the thrashing in her belly subsided.
 
Her eyes opened, looking at Cassandra with a mischievous smile.
 
“You girls exhaust me!” Lady Dimitrescu held her large belly as she sat upon the couch, lying to the side, and draping her leg over the back. “Mother Miranda will be displeased if we delay further.”
 
Cassandra followed the unspoken instruction, climbing onto the furniture and in between her mother’s massive legs. The girl’s sharp eyes said what her mouth did not: she did not enjoy this part. She pressed her dark hair into the glistening pussy. It opened wide, accepting her head easily. With a few more movements her shoulders went in too. Alcina was extremely aroused now, taking her in much faster than the others. It was crowded inside, though, and some adjustments were required. Alcina simply loved it, making sure to keep her hands at a distance as she involuntarily sucked her last daughter inside.
 
The last daughter Kept moving thanks to Alcina’s strong pelvic muscles. With an awkward sound, Cassandra went all the way in. Lady Dimitrescu’s massive belly quaked as the three girls adjusted inside her. She resisted the urge to touch herself, getting up cautiously while adjusting her undergarments. With effort, she put her dress back on – clearly displeased that it no longer fit properly. “Ugh, you’re making me look fat!” She growled, poking her jiggling belly. “Can’t you be more compact? I feel like a stuffed hen!” The alabaster woman huffed, adjusting her bustline one last time before considering the whole ordeal finished.
 
Grabbing her hat, she lumbered to the main door, enjoying the movements coming from her body. She barely felt the cold as she stepped outside and unlatched the gate. The wind swept around her body. Her dress billowed, showing her ankles as she walked. With one hand supporting her bulky belly and the other keeping her hat on, Lady Dimitrescu trudged ahead. The walk was arduous thanks to the uneven weight in her midsection, but she was still aroused. She continued at a brisk pace, scoffing at the overweight man sitting in his cart beside the road.
 
“Bringing the girls to work again, I see?” The merchant shifted back, making the cart flex audibly.
 
“Hmph.” Alcina glared. “Don’t you have someplace better to sell your baubles, fat man?”
 
He laughed heartily. “I have a good feeling about this spot. I hear a visitor may be coming our way soon.”
 
“Mother Mir-“ Alcina grit her teeth, unable to hide her unexpected discomfort. Her belly bulged as the occupants moved. “Ugh! Won’t you three be still?!” She let out a long sigh, returning to the conversation. “You think an outsider will survive in our village? That’s preposterous!” She moved on, shaking her head as he laughed again.
 
Snow crunched beneath her heels as the dress whipped in the wind. The walk was difficult with her daughters constantly shifting inside. Her nipples showed through the dress, betraying her excitement. She had an obligation to maintain composure, though, resisting the urge to touch herself as she moved. Miranda was expecting them and wanting eyes were all around. She approached the stone pathway, signaling that her journey was nearly complete. Just before reaching the gate her belly puffed out, bigger and bigger. She grunted, bending forward with hands on her knees. Her stomach ballooned, pulling the dress up to her knees and exposing a scandalous amount of her legs.
 
“What is happening in there?” She already knew, feeling her insides vibrating as the girls changed into swarms. “You will change back this INSTANT!” They didn’t listen, making her shift and squirm as they tried to escape. “Why won’t you LISTEN?!” She hit her belly hard, finally getting them to change back one by one. Alcina stood up again, smoothing her garments, pleased to see her stomach shrinking into a more manageable size.
 
With a grunt, she continued through the gate and diverted into the church. Mother Miranda looked up from the podium, showing little regard before resuming her reading. “You brought all three, yes?”
 
“I did, as you requested.” The hulking woman closed the small door with care. “I will go let them out.” She started towards one of the connected rooms when Miranda raised a hand.
 
“You may birth them here.” Miranda did not divert attention from her book.
 
Lady Dimitrescu’s nose crinkled, repulsed by the request. She could not defy her mother though, so she stepped onto the raised wooden area behind the podium and removed her hat and dress. She folded the garment hastily before laying it on the floor. The tall woman lay down, using the dress as a pillow, spreading her heavy legs apart. With bared teeth, Lady Dimitrescu pushed. The first few attempts did nothing, but eventually, her glistening slit opened. Her pussy stretched wide to show a pale limb attempting to come through.
 
A damp foot appeared, moving across the floor as more of the girl’s leg exited. The tiny toes curled as the leg turned over. Her daughter’s leg extended to the thigh before the process halted. Despite her efforts, Alcina couldn’t produce any more. Miranda looked over her shoulder, scoffing before resuming her studies. This subtle disappointment gave Alcina motivation.
 
Alcina pushed hard. She let out an anguished moan, trying again to dislodge the blockage. The monstrous woman grit her teeth and clenched her eyes, balling her fists upon the stage. Wood creaked as she leaned back onto her elbows and used all her strength. Something gave way, allowing her constricted daughter to edge lower. Her pussy opened painfully wide, dripping, and letting out a sloppy noise. The obstruction pushed through in an instant. It hit the wood with a wet slap. Alcina involuntarily pushed the rest out, feeling unwanted lust from the trial. An unexpected yelp echoed through the church, embarrassing Alcina as her pussy opened wide. She felt relief as the occupants slipped free. She opened her eyes to see Daniela, swollen and in agony, with one of her sister’s bare legs protruding from her crotch.
 
Lady Dimitrecu calmed herself, smoothing her frazzled hair before climbing to her feet. The massive woman circled her daughter, happy to see that Miranda appeared distracted. Daniela’s belly was massive, as both her sisters were compacted within her unnaturally stretched womb. It would be an impossible fit if her body wasn’t so resilient. Daniela let out a pained noise, resting on her elbows as she looked to her mother for help.
 
“This is why you never change during the walk!” Alcina huffed loudly. “Do not change again or it will tangle you even worse!” She bent down, taking hold of her trapped daughter’s leg. “This will be… uncomfortable.” Placing a hand around Daniela’s inner thigh, Alcina pulled.
 
Daniela let out a blood-curdling shriek. Her pussy parted, expanding enough to let her sister’s butt slip out. Her altered body allowed such an outlandish extraction without damage, but she still felt everything. Daniela was crying; her sister’s leg kicking wildly upon the damp wood. Alcina prepared for another attempt, grabbing the leg this time, and lifting it high into the air. Daniela swayed like a pendulum, yelping like a hurt animal as her opening spread wide. More of the other girl showed – her smooth, slippery belly came out as they shifted.
 
“This is a fine mess you girls have gotten into!” Alcina snapped, using her other hand to lift Daniela. She pulled at both ends, ignoring their pained howls as she yanked them apart. A nasty, wet noise came from her daughter’s pussy. Daniela thrashed in the air, trying to escape the horrific extraction. The other girl’s slender body pulled out, gliding through the too-small opening. Her other leg flopped down as it came free. Her hips were visible now, but it still required effort to complete the removal.
 
The tall woman continued, gritting her teeth, and yanking even harder. The girl’s smooth tummy came out up to her chest. Her toned midsection flexed as she writhed, trapped in the tight, wet confines of her sister’s vagina. Bela’s breasts popped out one after the other. Her soft pink nipples glistened in the candlelight. Her squished shoulders passed through next, and then nothing slowed her escape. Bela’s shocked face appeared, drenched blonde hair stuck to her sister’s inner thighs as her arms came free. Alcina fully separated the two girls, dropping the sopping daughters onto the ground, huffing as she recovered from the ordeal.
 
Daniela writhed on the stage, her belly still swollen and shifting as her remaining sister remained trapped inside. “Mother, please, we have to change to get apart…”
 
“Nonsense!” Lady Dimitrescu grabbed her daughter by the hips, spinning her upside down. She poked her large fingers through the gaping wet hole. She searched, fingering the tender pussy aggressively while trying to find the other occupant. She pushed two knuckles in, wiggling her enormous digits around in the loose vagina. Daniela yelped, her whole body shaking as her mother’s fingertips threatened the entrance to her cervix.
 
“Mother, no!”
 
Alcina didn’t listen, forcing a finger inside the sore inner opening. There was a moment of stunned silence as Daniela felt the pop. She squealed, thrashing wildly in the air. Her weighted belly swayed as she flailed her arms. She kicked her pale legs against Alcina’s massive chest, making her weighty tits bounce. The large woman scoffed, continuing to search as she raised Daniela higher with her off hand. A third finger edged in, pulling her open in the most painful way possible. The expanded blonde couldn’t speak, her thin features twisting in torment.
 
She felt a numbness creep through her body. The pain changed to an ache. She opened her eyes to see her mother’s irritated expression, watching as she searched around inside her loins, treating her like a piece of meat. Daniela tried to eke out the words, seeing her belly bulging as Cassandra tried to get free. “M-my b-be-hind…”
 
“What?” Lady Dimitrescu halted in an instant, looking down to meet her daughter’s gaze. “Hmph.” She removed her fingers. A slippery noise accompanied Daniela’s anguished moan. Alcina’s nose crinkled as she inserted a digit into her progeny’s behind and wiggled it around. Daniela was too sore and exhausted to resist, only groaning as a fat finger spread her asshole open.
 
This exploration didn’t last long. Alcina found Cassandra’s shoulder, inserting her thumb to grab hold. Daniela only whimpered, feeling her asshole open impossibly wide. The pain was excruciating and slow. Her legs went wide as her asshole expelled the occupant. Cassandra’s shoulders cleared and without warning, Alcina dropped them.
 
“Ugh, disgusting!” Their mother chided from above.
 
They hit the floor hard. There was barely a pause before the lewd noises came. Daniela anally birthed her sister, unable to rush the uncomfortable process. She struggled, huffing loudly as she tried to push out Cassandra’s hips. She tried repeatedly before Cassandra regained her senses and grabbed onto her mother’s ankle. She pulled hard, making her weak arms shake as she tried to get her lower half out. Daniela pushed again, but it was no use. She looked up with sad, pained eyes. “Mother, please!”
 
“Mother… please.” Cassandra echoed.
 
“Must I do everything for you?” The towering woman took hold of Cassandra’s waist and pulled.
 
Daniela’s ass gripped her sister’s hips, holding on as she slid out. She managed a loud grunt, enduring the pain as her belly slowly deflated. The girl’s hips popped free, gliding along the floor as her legs followed. She unfolded as she lay on the floor, no longer crammed into such an unforgiving space. All the girls were separated now, coated in each other’s juices, and completely drained after the difficult experience.
 
“That was quite an ordeal.” Mother Miranda turned from her reading. “Now that is taken care of, a man will be coming to our village soon.”
 
The three girls perked up subtly; their sad eyes suddenly dancing with excitement. “Man blood,” Bela whispered.
 
“Yes, yes, he is young and it will be a treat for whoever finishes him first. Until then, you are allowed to have another villager to sate your hungers.” Miranda’s gaze turned upward. “You must be discreet as you venture through the village. Select one of the older residents.”
 
Lady Dimitrescu’s eyes narrowed. “You expect me to collect the cattle? Why can’t you summon them here?”
 
“They were here. You are late.”
 
Alcina sneered, balling her fists. She glared at her daughters before letting out a loud sigh. “Very well, I will return shortly.”
 
The nine-foot woman reached for her dress when Miranda cut in. “The girls should accompany you. I have a gathering within the hour.”
 
“You cannot expect me to…” Alcina’s lips tightened, knowing that no words would change her creator’s mind. “Of course.” She spoke sharply, stomping toward Daniela.
 
Her daughter pleaded with her eyes. “Mother…”
 
Lady Dimitrescu ignored the comment, scooping her wet daughter from the floor. She cradled Daniela in her arms while looking to Bela. Her eyes shifted back with certainty. “We will try a different method this time.” She placed her daughter on her back, instructing the other two to line up.
 
“You’re having them go in me again? That’s not fair!”
 
“You are already loosened, and… it will expedite the process my loving daughter!” Alcina spat. “Do not defy me!”
 
“Yes Mother,” Daniela mumbled, opening her legs as Bela went to her knees.
 
Bela put her hands together flatly, slipping her fingers into the stretching vagina; they went in easily. Her hands vanished into the slippery mound and within seconds she was up to her elbows. Daniela showed teeth as she took the intrusion, shifting uncomfortably and opening her legs as wide as she could. Before moving farther, Bela took a moment to lick the aroused clit, eliciting soft moans from her sister. Daniela’s enjoyment ended in an instant when Alcina moved closer.
 
“We do not have time for this!” Alcina put a hand between Bela’s legs, poking a thumb inside her daughter’s damp, unprepared ass. The partially inserted girl squealed, kicking wildly as her mother’s strong hand pushed her forward. Bela’s head went to the side before it abruptly popped through. The wet pussy stretched wide and the screaming quieted. Her shoulders passed and then her chest. There was a moment of hesitation by her hips, but Alcina wiggled her thumb, making Bela’s legs go straight.
 
A loud, disgusting sound echoed through the vacant church. Daniela’s pussy opened around her sister’s shapely behind. She fought back a scream, watching as her stomach swelled. Lady D removed her hand, leaving Bela’s legs sticking out from the wrecked hole. Daniela writhed, looking ravaged by the rushed insertion. Her stomach swelled, bulging outward as her sister wriggled around. Daniela raised her hips and then flopped down, flattening her cute butt on the floor. She ran her fingers along the rounded belly, gliding over her smooth alabaster skin. The ache continued. She put her head back, suffering through the ordeal with a deep grumble.
 
Alcina’s eyes fell upon Cassandra. The brown-haired girl bowed her head, getting down on her knees and putting her hands together. She got into position between Daniela’s wide-spread legs. Bela’s ass was only just inside the stretched opening. Cassandra eased the second set of legs apart, forcing her hands through the shadowy opening and poking around until she felt a hole. The tight orifice pulled her clasped hands through in an instant. Cassandra’s wrists hurt; her hands now trapped inside the restrictive cranny.
 
She glanced back with concern. “Mother, I’m in her butt,” Cassandra whispered. She started to pull back when the towering woman knelt, bringing a large hand down upon her pale behind. It hit hard enough to create a wave. “Ow! “Mother, it’s her butt! Please don’t make-“ Another slap came, urging Cassandra forward. Wiggling her aching ass, Cassandra inched through the widening entrance, looking to her matron with desperate eyes. Lady D sneered, spanking her again and again with unrelenting force. The loud slaps echoed through the room like thunderclaps. Cassandra shrieked, her apple-shaped bottom moving erratically, but failing to avoid the hits. She tried to pull away by any means, only able to push deeper inside her trapped sibling.
 
Daniela’s teary eyes looked to the ceiling. She was getting the worst of this – filled to the brim as a second woman pushed inside with hard jolts. Her legs quivered as she hoisted the immense weight, moving her hips upward to help with the insertion. Her swollen belly wobbled, coming close to tipping her over. Bela’s legs were in up to the knees as the spanking continued. Cassandra followed their movements, pushing her elbows and feeling the asshole envelop her arms. Her vision went dark as her head was forced through the gaping pussy.
 
It looked ridiculous to their mother. Bela’s feet went through with an unseemly sound. Cassandra’s tits jiggled as Alcina gave her a few more spanks, urging her daughter inside. The swats slowed and then suddenly stopped. The daughters moved uncomfortably, all recovering from the assault. Lady Dimitrescu got up and stood with her legs apart, spreading her shaven cooch while contemplating. “We can’t get you much bigger or you won’t be able to fit.” The towering woman got into position in front of her connected daughters. Her massive breasts brushed against her knees as she knelt.
 
She eyed her progeny with irritation, contemplating the best way to fit them inside. The massive woman sat back upon her bountiful rump, her big ass spreading beneath her. She put her long, thick legs to the sides; taking Daniela by the shoulders, she yanked her closer. The girl grunted, pained as the other girl drug behind.
 
“We won’t fit like this, Mother,” Daniela pleaded. “Don’t put them both in me again, please!” The pale girl was on her back, raising her hips again as the inserted sister went to her knees. Her crowded belly puffed out, distending as Bela tried to find a comfortable position.
 
“We are wasting time!” Alcina didn’t wait for her daughter to prepare. Instead, she took Daniela by the sides and pushed her in between her legs. Daniela’s head went in with a loud pop. A muffled yell came from Lady Dimitrescu’s loins. She sneered, fighting through the mixture of pleasure and discomfort. With a little more effort, the shoulders passed through the squeezing slit. Alcina was clearly having more difficulty this time, but she would not give Mother Miranda the satisfaction of seeing her fail.
 
Pursing her lips, Lady D let go of her linked daughters. She leaned back to rest upon her elbows, using her internal muscles to draw them in. She clenched and released, watching the girls jerk with each pull. The stuck girls moved ahead slowly but certainly, being drawn into their mother’s damp loins.
 
Her vagina gobbled them up with little effort until Daniela’s belly reached the precipice. Alcina closed her eyes and flared her nostrils. She hesitated before using all her strength to push out and then pull in. It took a few attempts before the enormous bulge started through. Her pussy hugged the distended belly, surely putting immense pressure upon the occupants. The girl’s legs kicked violently, but the giant woman would not relent, using a few more strong flexes to bring them inside.
 
Lady Dimitrescu’s face showed unease. Her cold eyes went wide with alarm. The gigantic bulge opened her to the limit. She whimpered as the sphere slipped in and pushed her apart from inside. The hard part was over and now she could only wait as the blockage pushed inside her cramped vagina. Her own stomach grew suddenly, puffing out as the writhing girl’s reached her womb. Cassandra kicked in a panic, her weak movements only exciting Alcina. She fought to hide her enjoyment as her daughter’s feet caromed between her sensitive inner walls.
 
Alcina’s urgency outweighed her desire. She sat up and took hold of Cassandra’s legs, shoving all three daughters inside her at once. Lady D was not prepared for the pain, grunting unbecomingly as the daughters pushed through her cervix. She hadn’t planned for their size, but it was too late to turn back now. She sat there, irritated as her womb drew them in like a hungry animal. She balled her fists, gazing down upon her huge, round belly. The smooth alabaster sphere jiggled and moved when suddenly the pain lessened. Her hard expression softened as pleasure crept up once more. Alcina resisted the urge, turning over and lifting her expanded belly. Her movements were slow and heavy.
 
With care, she got up and dressed, fitting the dress as best she could in her state. Mother Miranda said nothing as she waddled to the door with clumsy steps. She was tired, bending down carefully to fit through the doorway. Her stomach barely cleared, rubbing against the doorframe as it pressed into her knees. She managed to pass, slamming the door closed as she shuffled down the pathway.
 
She paused, adjusting her hat while her eyes adjusted. She stretched, preparing for the return trip with such a tightly packed belly. Her mind drifted, thinking of ways to alleviate her discomfort. She scoffed, stomping through the thin snow, noticing a pillar of smoke rising from a nearby chimney. Finding a new resolve, she trudged ahead. Most villagers were keeping warm in their houses, leaving the nine-foot woman with an expanded belly to pass without any interruptions.
 
She reached her destination, standing before the house with a hand on her hip. “Step outside, peasant! Lady Dimitrescu demands it!” A breeze tickled her spine, causing the girls to shift inside her. “Fine!” Alcina scoffed, “We will do this the hard way!”
 
She slammed a fist through the wooden door. The older man stood against the opposite wall, looking terrified as he gripped a pitchfork. She bent down clumsily, grunting with disdain as she maneuvered her full stomach. Her movements were slow; reaching through, she grabbed his weapon and yanked him to the door. She pulled the weak man through the door and tossed him to the ground. He lay in the dirt and snow, finally giving up the fight.
 
The monstrous woman towered above him. Her long, off-white dress pulled tight around her distended abdomen. She bent down to gather her garment, giving him one last view of her full, tightly-packed bosoms. The dress lifted, revealing her long, powerful legs. Holding the garment, she turned around – her beautiful ass jiggling and flowing with every minor movement. She leaned forward, glancing over her shoulder as she reached back and spread her big butt wide. Her pussy glistened, still open from her daughter’s insertion.
 
“You can make this easy on yourself or I will tear your limbs off and put you in piece by piece!” Lady Dimitrescu put a hand on the ground to support herself. The massive, grumbling belly swayed beneath her. “You’re lucky I’m not able to spend more time with you!”
 
The man watched her for a time, eyeing her curvy body. She started to raise up when the older man decided to shuffle closer. “Worse ways to go, I guess.” He stripped down, tossing his layers of clothing aside while she anticipated his entry. He poked his shaky hands through the opening. It was only slightly warmer, but the tightness felt good upon his joints. He pushed in, feeling it get suddenly tighter and warmer around his fingers. He didn’t understand it, but it felt nice and he knew he couldn’t escape his fate.
 
Alcina raised up, feeling his head and shoulders push through the opening. Suddenly her stomach bulged to the side, pushing out and receding as the occupants struggled. The man was being sucked in and the girls were very displeased. Alcina held her stomach and shook it. The tight, rounded belly bounced to the sides, making her heavy breasts vibrate as well. She repeated the process until the movements within stopped.
 
The man’s insertion slowed. Alcina squatted down, feeling resistance as he planted his feet on the ground. She eased lower, taking him in over halfway. She gasped, feeling his hard cock tickling her clit as his hips passed through. No one else was around and Alcina decided to indulge herself. She snuck a hand beneath her belly and between her legs. She touched her button, relishing the feeling as the man’s legs passed through the slippery hole. It felt wonderful. Her pussy clamped around his thighs, pulling him in as she masturbated. Her belly grew as he slipped further inside. She leaned back, biting her lip as she supported the added weight. She was enjoying it too much when she tipped back too far. She gasped, over-correcting and falling back upon her bountiful rump. All her weight pushed down, driving the remainder of the man deep into her loins. Her hat fell to the ground. She sat there, holding her dress to the side, her bare butt planted in the snow.
 
The initial surprise passed and she guided her fingers in to touch herself again. Suddenly her stomach puffed out: once, twice, and finally a third time. She gasped each time. Her massive stomach vibrated, pushing out in many directions as her daughters swarmed within. “I told you three not to change in there!” Alcina raised her dress and held her inflated tummy, pressing her long fingers into the fair skin. She raised her belly up angrily before dropping it upon her knees. She tried again, hoping to subdue them, but they only continued feasting upon the unlucky man. “I understand your excitement, but you must-“ Alcina sneered, fighting through the discomfort. “Ugh!”
 
The nine-foot woman tried to stand, rolling onto her hands and knees. She arose only to hear fabric rip. The dress caught beneath her knee, splitting easily as she moved. “Look at what you’ve done!” She slapped her exposed belly in a fit of rage. “You’ve completely ruined my best dress!” She tried to stand, but was too off-balance, falling forward and ripping the garment further. Seething, she grabbed hold of her clothing and yanked with all her might, pulling it apart to free her movements. “You three are in so much trouble!” Alcina growled, casting the torn clothing to the ground.
 
The massive woman crawled ahead in the snow, wearing only her undergarments as she built the fortitude to stand. The stretching brassiere barely contained her heavy bosoms. The smooth orbs bouncing off her huge, moving belly. She looked so sexy as the rage subsided – her sizable rump shifting as she inched ahead. She prepared to get up when a noise came from behind. She looked back to see a younger man standing, mouth agape as he marveled at her big, beautiful backside.
 
“N-n-need some help, m’lady?”
 
“As if you could do anything-“ She cut herself off, huffing angrily. “Yes, I could use a man-thing…” She reached back to shift her panties aside, her stomach still raging. “Just give it a kiss down there… Use your tongue.”
 
The man looked mesmerized, moving in to do her bidding. He grabbed handfuls of her massive ass, kneading it as he put his face into her damp mound. The man licked her up and down, confident in his movements. She did enjoy it, happy that it was alleviating the discomfort caused by her daughters. A low moan slipped from her lips. Alcina pushed back, feeling the man’s head slip through her entrance. She was too excited to resist, pulling the man in with her muscles. He was clothed, but she was so wet that it didn’t matter.
 
Lady Dimitrescu rolled onto her back, reaching around her moving belly to help the man inside. His shoulders slipped through. Her long legs flexed as the clothed man slid deeper. She continued ushering him through until her thumb grazed over the bulge in the man’s pants. She could tell he was well endowed; he might even be big enough for her to enjoy. She pinched the side of his pants and pulled them off. They ripped apart, allowing his hard cock to bounce freely. She craned her neck, getting a quick look before her stomach bounced back to dominate her view. She used two fingers, working the half-inserted man’s cock. His legs went straight as he twisted his upper body inside her. She knew he wouldn’t last long, but his enjoyment didn’t matter; she only wanted to use him.
 
She pulled him up and tucked his erection against his stomach. She put it through her entrance, feeling the warm bulge right upon her G-spot. With his hips hanging out, she felt him wiggle, using frantic movements to fuck the top of her stretched hole. Lady D put her head back, clenching her jaw with utter delight. She felt his cock swell before a warm spray tickled her button. She loved it, reaching around her midsection to rub her clit. She worked it hard and fast, feeling orgasm coming within seconds. The gigantic woman pushed her hips into the air, ignoring her belly’s awkward movements as she came.
 
She was sliding in the snow when she felt her bra strap break. Suddenly one of her huge breasts slipped to the side, showing a nipple as she enjoyed the remaining tremors. She was still enjoying it when the movements inside increased. The swarming girls got hold of the man, yanking him inside quickly. Alcina huffed as his legs slipped through and then his feet. Her stomach grew again, pushing her hands away from her loins. She tried to move it and finger herself again, but she was too big now. The orgasm finished too soon and her stomach was too expansive to get around now.
 
She hit the ground with balled fists, grunting with irritation. “You girls deny me at every possible moment!” Their violent movements continued inside. “You feast while I suffer! Perhaps I should let you out here and be done with it!” She watched her belly push out and move in unexpected ways. “Ugh! I will deal with you three at home.”
 
The monstrous woman tipped over, rolling to her side. Her massive belly slapped onto the hard ground, quivering as her daughters writhed within. Using all her might, Lady Demitrescu got onto her hands and knees and hoisted her massive body into the air. Her belly sagged low, round and swollen from the numerous occupants. It brushed against her thighs, forcing her to stand with her legs apart. She retrieved her hat and moved forward, taking short, uneven steps. The remaining bra strap pulled tight, trying desperately to keep her huge breasts in check as she lurched forward.
 
Lady D found her stride, seeing no movement from the nearby houses. She knew they were watching, but she was in no state to stop them. She only trudged on, holding her full stomach as her powerful legs carried her ahead. Her big ass shifted, making her panties slip higher. She reached back to remove the wedgie when her last bra strap finally gave out. It snapped loudly, letting her monumental breasts flop forward, resting atop her distended belly. She sighed angrily, looking down do her heavy, unrestrained bosoms. She reached back to unclasp the ruined garment before launching it into the snow.
 
“I cannot believe you would do this to me. After all that I’ve done! The audacity!” She poked her vibrating abdomen, watching her skin bulge in response. “Can you hear me? You will be punished for this! …and the next man-thing is MINE!”
 
The nine-foot woman stomped ahead. Moving up the pathway toward her castle. She knew those peasants were ogling her cushy posterior. They were surely getting a once-in-a-lifetime view of her huge breasts bouncing to the sides. She didn’t care, only focusing on the remaining walk back to the castle. The girls were still feeding within, making every movement difficult. Her steps felt clumsy as she tried to anticipate which direction they would push. She made it to the gate when she felt a change within, then another, then another.
 
“Finally get your fill?” She could hear muffled noises coming from her abdomen – surely screams. “Did you get tangled again? Hmm?” She slapped her swollen belly vengefully. “Well, I don’t care!” The burdened woman carried her weight uphill, scoffing every few steps. “What would Mother Miranda say if she saw me in this state? I have a reputation to uphold. The Dimitrescu name is not meant to convey some cheap burlesque show. Man-things should not be given the privilege of gazing upon my delightful body, nor should they be allowed inside my body!” Alcina stumbled, tightening her lips as she held her stomach. “Ugh! You three cause me so much grief!”
 
She stifled her complaints for a time, focusing on the curving, uphill trail. Suddenly one of the heels on her shoe snapped. Alcina grunted with displeasure, catching herself and pausing to recover. She kicked her broken footwear off and continued barefoot. Her steps were labored, lugging her excessive weight up the path. Her daughters still moved inside her bulging abdomen, adding to her hardship.
 
Heavy breasts spilled over her big, round stomach. Lady Dimitrescu tried to restrain the swaying belly as it bumped against her knees. She felt unwieldy; even her big behind threatened to throw her off balance. She shuffled along, her smooth face crinkling as she grimaced with determination. The castle gate was within view and she wasn’t about to give up.
 
“Quite the journey, I imagine.” The merchant spoke happily as she passed.
 
She thought about feeding The Duke to her daughters, but he was strictly off-limits, as she was told. She didn’t think he’d be able to fit anyway. She smiled at the thought of making that obnoxious man bite-sized.
 
She passed beneath the portcullis when her foot slipped on the half-frozen mud. Lady Dimitrescu gasped, going to her knees before landing hard on her abdomen. The full belly squished beneath her as she rolled to the side. Sharp, panicked movements came from within. “Ah!” She yelped, grabbing a handful of dirty snow and launching it. “This day has been nothing short of tedious! I don’t have the patience to chauffer you three around town.” She jabbed her expansive midsection. “Why can’t you be still?!” The movements within slowed. “Next time you will remain at home and I will have to coax the meal to you.”
 
She tried to stand, but the journey had taken its toll. Being tired from carrying the extra weight, she opted to crawl inside. She raised to her hands and knees, pulling her distended belly along the slippery path. Her ample behind shifted and jiggled as she flexed her muscles. She moved up the steps, feeling her belly pressing in and eliciting more vibrations from her tummy. She contemplated the final movements, straining as she reached out to open the main door. Warmth flowed past as the candles danced in the wind. She made it home.
 
Moving through the entrance she crawled over the carpet and up the next set of stairs, moving with great care as not to cause any added torment. Alcina paused halfway up, resting her hefty breasts upon the landing. She used her long legs to shut the door, thankful that the ordeal was finished. She moved higher and rolled onto her back. She looked at the ornate ceiling, sprawling upon the carpet. She put her hands beneath her expansive gut, shaking it slowly as she spread her legs wider.
 
“We are home.” They moved the smallest amount, not attempting to exit. “Enough resting, it’s time to get out.” She grumbled, feeling no result. “You will get out of there this instant!”
 
With a sneer, she pushed hard. Her body flexed, causing her beautiful curves to shake as she tried to expel the occupants. Her daughters convulsed inside, moving frantically as they attempted to find the way out. Little progress was made, even after repeated attempts. Alcina’s belly tightened each time, rebounding outward with each failure. She gasped as one of them transformed inside her, but they were wedged so deeply that the swarm couldn’t even escape. With a firm strike on her stomach, Alcina directed the girls to return to human form and settle down.
 
“Ugh!” Lady Dimitrescu rolled over, raising up and onto her knees, her cumbersome body tugging her down, all her sexy curves bouncing as she moved. She lifted a leg, pushing her flexing thigh against her inflated belly. Her boobs rolled to the side uncontrollably, making her lean too far. She caught herself slamming a hand upon the ground. Her breasts hung in the air as her face twisted with irritation. The enormous belly contracted as she fought to get back upright. She used momentum, nearly going too far the other way before finally getting the right balance.
 
She planned her movements, but it still felt clumsy. She raised her other leg and got into a squatting position, tightening her shapely ass in the air. The full belly squished, keeping her knees wide. Muscles flexed as Alcina pushed. She used all her strength but only felt the occupants move a tiny amount. She made more progress each time, edging the tangled women in her midsection lower. They had never been this twisted before, but she knew she could extract them eventually.
 
Reaching through her sensitive entrance, Alcina felt around. She poked her fingers upward, expressing many emotions as she searched inside her stretched vagina. She felt something. It was slippery, but she finally managed a grip, easing the limb lower. “There’s a hand.” She spoke absentmindedly. She got a better hold and tugged the wrist, feeling a tightness in her core. It hurt, but she didn’t hesitate, drawing the twisted girls lower and closer to the exit.
 
She gripped higher, showing teeth as she worked them closer and closer until she managed to see a finger poking out. The tightness within was almost unbearable, but she continued. With all her strength, she yanked the wrist and felt the blockage spread her from within. She let out a small, pained whine. She put her head back, fighting through the pain when her fingers slipped off. The ache subsided as she felt them pull back in. She was so close, but now she had to try again and that frustrated her immensely.
 
She inserted her hand again, preparing for another attempt when they changed into flies, causing Lady D to tip over from the sudden weight change. She sat back hard, cushioned by her expansive rump. It rippled from the force. The swarm of flies tickled the inside of her vagina, giving her sudden pleasure as they passed through her gaping pussy. She closed her eyes, enjoying the sensations as the three transformed daughters escaped her wet hole.
 
Alcina loved it, failing to hide her sudden ecstasy. She moaned, opening her legs wide as her stomach shrank. The swarm bounced off her inner walls, making her gasp and twist, overcome with delight. She let her oversized hat fall back. She licked her lips and balled her fists. The massive woman went rigid, preparing for the unexpected orgasm. It built and built until release took over. She trembled, clamping her eyes shut as she let out a low, sexy groan. The flies were still coming out as she jerked with lustful grunts.
 
She endured the remaining moments until all the flies were out and her daughters coalesced before her. Unfortunately for them, they were packed more tightly than before. Alcina’s chest rose and fell as she drew in an unnecessary breath. She scooted back and sat up, no longer burdened with her daughter’s weight. Her belly was nearly flat again and she could move easily.
 
“Perhaps I spoke a little too harshly… I was under duress… and unlike you, I haven’t eaten.” Her eyes relaxed, inspecting the stuffed girl squirming upon the floor. Cassandra was carrying her sisters now. She was clearly in distress, with a huge swollen belly and a stretched pussy. It would certainly be a chore to birth her sisters. “You girls must learn discipline! If only you would listen then this sort of thing wouldn’t happen!”
 
Lady Dimitrescu gave an achy sigh as she tapped her encumbered daughter’s shoulder. Cassandra looked to her with a worried expression. Her brown hair stuck to her shoulders as she gripped her belly. “Mother, I… It’s too much. How am I going to get them out?” She whined.
 
“Ugh, fine.” Her disgusted whispering changed to a loud, friendly tone. “Bela dear, can you hear me? You can change. Change forms and try to find the way out.”
 
There was a moment of uncertainty before Cassandra’s belly puffed out. It vibrated fiercely, but the shapeshifted girl couldn’t find an escape. Cassandra moaned, sliding her spread legs along the carpeted floor. Her head turned and her features tightened. She reached over, grabbing her mother’s massive leg and squeezing it tightly. She winced, trying to endure the rough movements inside her enlarged stomach.
 
Their mother gave a displeased grunt, spinning her overstuffed daughter around. She pushed Cassandra’s pale legs apart and inserted her two pointer fingers. The thick digits opened the girl’s pussy painfully wide. Alcina ignored the loud complaints, sliding her fingers deeper. She felt around casually, poking through Cassandra’s cervix.
 
The girl jumped, wailing as she tried to pull away from the agonizing invasion. Her distended belly rolled and pushed out. She slapped the floor while breathing through her teeth. It was excruciating for Cassandra; their bodies were resilient, but she felt everything. “Mother… I can’t… It hurts so much!” Her soft voice trembled. She was crying, digging fingers into her soft hips, trying any method to distract from the pain. Her toes curled as her legs slid along the floor.
 
Lady D clenched her jaw, following along with her daughter’s movements. Her thick fingers made things difficult in such a cramped space. She extended her digits outward, stretching Cassandra’s inner opening painfully wide. The girl barely made a squeak, no longer able to express how miserable the ordeal felt. Alcina was trying to discern how to extract the occupants when she unintentionally pushed the blockage deeper.
 
Cassandra slapped a hand over her mouth, letting out a muffled, pained wail. Her body shook as she sobbed. She reached down and clamped her nipples hard, but it didn’t help at all. Her mother fumbled around inside her packed womb, finally finding a limb to grab. An ache spread through her body, becoming slightly more bearable until Alcina started pulling.
 
The distressed girl dug her fingers into the carpet, setting her teeth as drool ran down her chin. The massive belly that dominated her slender frame pushed out as the girls within panicked. Alcina held on, unrelenting as she yanked them through the narrow pathway. A loud sucking noise came from between Cassandra’s legs. She was drug along, her tight ass sliding along the carpet until her mother put a hand upon her chest. Cassandra could barely whimper, pinned in place while her mother worked.
 
With brute force, Alcina pulled an arm out. Another loud, wet noise came as Bela’s head popped through. “It’s too tight!” Bela wiggled. Damp blonde hair slapped onto the floor as she twisted around, still mostly submerged inside her sister’s vagina. She yelped, pulling her other arm out with Alcina’s help. Her expression shifted often, between torment and determination. She couldn’t make it any farther until her mother pulled again. “No, no, wait!” She wailed, feeling something give within.
 
Cassandra knew what was happening. Her sister’s belly was way too big and all the force pushed the occupant out… and into her. “She is giving birth in me!”
 
Alcina paused, looking down upon her connected daughters. Bela’s perky breasts were pressed together inside Cassandra’s impossibly stretched pussy. She was held snugly in place, not even halfway out. “Serves you right for not listening!” Lady Dimitrescu resumed the extraction, pulling Bela’s shoulder. The massive woman’s body trembled, her big breasts quivering as she struggled to get her girls apart.
 
Something shifted. Bela looked shocked, her eyes doubling as her body pulled from the squeezing lower entrance. Cassandra howled as she came out. Her hips passed and Alcina fell back, landing hard on her plump behind. She relaxed, holding her glistening daughter between her bosoms. Her face showed no empathy, but she still took a moment to stroke Bela’s hair and cradle her close.
 
Meanwhile, the brown-haired girl was devastated. It felt open and sore down there, but the worst part was that Daniela was still trapped inside her womb. It felt so strange, having her sister pushed out while still inside her. Her stomach was a little smaller now, but that only allowed Daniela to move and thrash, fighting for a way to escape. Cassandra ignored the pain, opening her legs wide and pushing. She tried to expel her sister, watching as her full belly bulged and distended.
 
Suddenly a hand punched through her sore cervix. Cassandra hit a high note, smacking the floor in misery. Daniela was frantic, putting her other hand through the wrecked opening. The full-sized woman pushed through Cassandra’s gripping vagina – fresh air cooling her damp skin. She wanted out and didn’t care how much torment she caused. Cassandra’s titties bounced and her belly wobbled. She sat with legs spread as pale arms reached through and held onto the carpet.
 
Cassandra’s whole body tensed. She pushed, trying to help her sibling out. Again and again, she flexed, finally passing Daniela’s head and shoulders in one agonizing movement. They both lay there for a moment, reeling from the ordeal. With tired determination, Daniela put her hands on Cassandra’s inner thighs and pushed, helping with the limited progress. She made it to her hips before she slumped back, looking up to their towering mother.
 
“This really hurts! Why do you make us do this you miserable bitch?!” Daniela shouted, still partially trapped in her sibling’s cooch. “Get me out of her!”
 
Alcina sat up, still cradling Bela between her sizable bosoms. She glared with cold, seething anger. “You dare speak to me in such a manner?” She raised her powerful leg, lined it up, and kicked with a surprising amount of control for a woman of her size. The kick forced Daniela back through the opening with a loud slurp. Cassandra wailed, closing her legs and tipping to her side. Her closed fists vibrated as they pressed against her pliable skin. Her refilled belly plopped onto the carpet with a soft thud. A muffled scream echoed within.
 
“Such insolence! I protect you three from certain death and she has the audacity to insult me?!” Lady Dimitrescu looked into Cassandra’s hurt eyes. “Do you think I was being unreasonable?”
 
“N-no, mother!” Cassandra spoke uneasily, showing her teeth as she tolerated the pain wracking her body. She rolled onto her back and put her arms over her breasts, parting her legs uneasily. She drew in sharp, unnecessary breaths – surely an old habit resurfacing. The anguish lessened and Cassandra looked over her moving, gurgling belly. “Can… Can I let her back out?”
 
“Fine.” Lady D conceded, cradling her other daughter.
 
Bela wasn’t even paying attention, burying her head into the pillowy bosom. She brought a hand up, pressing against the firm breast while adjusting her head. She nestled closer while sitting in her mother’s lap. Alcina gave the slightest smile, running a hand along her daughter’s back while Cassandra struggled.
 
Pained grunts came as Cassandra forced her sister back out. Her pussy spread unnaturally wide as Daniela’s red hair appeared again. The girl’s head popped through and then her shoulders. The process was faster now that Cassandra’s hole was already stretched. Daniela’s shoulder hit the ground and the rest came quickly. Unbecoming noises accompanied her exit. Her hips passed and she rolled over clumsily. Her perfect ass went high before plopping down hard upon the carpet. Her shapely body bounced from the impact. She was wet and sore, lying with her legs apart and showing her mother a wonderful view between her legs.
 
Daniela squirmed, moving stiffly as the others watched. She raised up to notice her belly was still noticeably distended. She ran delicate fingers along the curve. “What is in there?” She eked out a whisper.
 
“It appears your thoughtlessness has placed the remnants of the man-things inside you. Changing in such a tight space was ill-advised.” Lady Dimitrescu gave a haughty huff.
 
The girl looked horrified, holding her swollen tummy with pure revulsion. “Gross! Get it out of me!”
 
“I consider this a lesson learned for insulting your mother and doubting her instruction!”
 
Cassandra raised up as they spoke, putting a hand down to feel her sore hole. Her pussy was wide, barely tightening as she shifted. She put a couple of fingers in before following with her entire hand. “It’s ruined!” The scared girl looked to her creator. “Is it going to stay like this?” She felt around absentmindedly as she spoke.
 
“No, no, you’ll be tight again soon. You might have to change, but it will be fine.” Lady Dimitrescu eyed the girls critically for a moment. “That was a taxing ordeal. Come, rest with me for a spell.” She opened her arm and invited them to join.
 
“Mother, get them out! Please!” Daniela whined.
 
“There will be time for that in a moment. I simply want to comfort my daughters after such an exhausting exhibition!” Alcina’s words were sharp and fast. “Just be patient!”
 
The girls shuffled to their spots, all exhausted from the ordeal. Bela, Daniela, and Cassandra sat against Alcina’s heavy bosoms. Daniela made a few attempts to find a comfortable position with her distended belly before lying on her back, resting against her mother’s expansive boob.
 
Daniela continually shifted until a large finger poked between her legs. She squeaked loudly, startling her sisters. She looked up to see her mother’s stoic expression. The finger wiggled, making her belly wobble. All other concerns vanished. Daniela let her legs fall to the sides as she sat in her mother’s lap, enjoying the bulky finger fucking her wet hole. She focused on the sensation, unable to hide her enjoyment.
 
The other two sisters spooned; closing their eyes and cuddling upon Alcina’s chest. They were too tired to pay any mind to the vigorous movements. Daniela moaned, placing her palms upon her hips as the finger edged deeper. Her eyes clamped shut and her body tensed. The orgasm built for only a short time before the wave washed over her. Daniela gasped and jerked, convulsing within her mother’s lap.
 
Lady Dimitrescu removed her finger, holding her daughters in a rare show of affection. She turned Daniela onto her side, finding a position where her belly didn’t intrude. The girl didn’t complain, but she wasn’t able to rest well. Alcina knew, but she was being selfish, wanting this moment to last. She was happy to have such spirited progeny. The three beautiful girls rested upon her, naked and calm. Alcina held hugged them tightly, feeling their soft bodies press into her chest. She smiled as she closed her eyes.

Time in Paris

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A stiff breeze swept through the narrow alleyway. Old-fashioned street lamps illuminated the stone path and graffiti adorned the flaking walls. Voices came from both ends as people passed. Covering herself, Kendra waited for a few minutes, shivering as she stood. She pressed her back against the cold wall, hoping for her brother to find the portal and save her. Almost entirely naked, she tried to cover herself as people flowed along the connecting streets.
 
Some tourists glanced, but no one paid any mind. She knew it was only a matter of time. I need to find some clothes… Then I’ll just come back and everything will be fine! Her bare feet slapped against the wet pavement. She scampered to the end of the alley with exposed bosoms in hand, darting into a souvenir shop. Her big, flowing breasts wobbled as she moved, immediately drawing some confused stares. She found a secluded area behind a postcard display, scanning the area for her next move.
 
A man approached from behind, whistling at her bare bottom. Spinning around, she inadvertently showed her butt to some other tourists as she backed deeper into the shop. The man followed, laughing and speaking French, staring intently at her naked body. Edging along the shelves, Kendra eyed a rack full of sweatshirts. Giving him a full view, she hastily plucked a larger size from the hanger.
 
A chill ran up her back as she looked at the words. I’m really in Paris… I can’t fucking believe it! I wanted to visit France since I was a kid, but this is bad! She wriggled into the tight sweatshirt, eliciting a disappointed sigh from the enthusiastic viewer. He continued speaking, but she had no clue what he meant.
 
“I’m sorry, I’m from the U.S.” The top was smaller than expected, barely covering her broad behind. “Do you speak English?”
 
“English?” A middle-aged woman chimed in, approaching from the back of the store. The man paused, giving an elaborate shrug as the woman moved in. Kendra felt embarrassed and confused as they continued speaking in their native tongue. The man smirked, giving a smooth nod before he said goodbye. “He complimented you. Said he’d love to bring you home.” She scoffed, “Are you some silly American tourist out on a dare?”
 
“Yes!” She answered a little too quickly.
“Well, where are you staying?”
Kendra fumbled for words, “Just, uh, down the road.”
“Yes, yes. Give me your contact information – I will send you a bill for the top. That is assuming you don’t have any Euros stuffed in your panties.”
“I… but…”
“I can take it back or call the police. It is not my problem that you were stupid and decided to streak through Paris. I’m sure your friends are having a laugh.”
 
Nobody even knows I’m here! I’m so fucked! Kendra couldn’t hold back, bawling in front of the shopkeeper. “I promise, I can get you the money, just please don’t call the cops!”
The woman rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. “You fucking tourists think you can cry your way out of any situation.”
 
“I’m not streaking. I got lost… and I don’t have anything… and I just need help.” Kendra pleaded.
 
The woman’s demeanor changed. “Serious?” The imposingly tall shopkeeper took in a deep breath, pondering the situation. “Come with me.” She brought her guest to a back room, directing her to a sit while she tended to the few remaining customers.
 
Kendra thought about her predicament. I need to stay near the alley so Elliot can find me, but who knows how long he’ll take? Wait, I think I locked my door. Oh shit! She took a deep breath to calm herself. I just have to wait. It’s only a matter of time before Elliot figures it out. If she doesn’t help me then I’ll just find someone who can! I can get out of this somehow!
 
The shapely woman came back. Her blue eyes slid along Kendra’s body, contemplating how to handle the situation. “Where are you staying? I can bring you there.” Kendra tried to hold back her emotions, but again she sobbed. The woman scoffed but came closer and awkwardly placed a hand on her shoulder. “Do you need a place to stay for the night?” Kendra looked up, wiping away tears as she nodded.  “Come on, you can stay with me and we’ll figure things out tomorrow. I’m Celine.”
 
“Are you sure?” Kendra was surprised at the hospitality, thinking it seemed too good to be true.
 
“Oui, if I don’t take you in then someone like that other creep will be along to snatch you up. Can’t have that on my conscience.” The woman gave her a pair of socks and turned off the main lights. “There is a problem – we do not have pants or shoes here and we have a short walk. The streets are busy even at this hour, so you’ll have to keep covered as best you can. Just try not to draw attention.”
 
Following the woman through the door, Kendra felt only slightly less exposed. Her pasty, tattooed legs drew the eyes of almost everyone nearby. A cool breeze made her shiver as she trotted along. Most people smiled at her brashness but otherwise left them alone. They made it a short distance until the man from before approached. Celine spoke with him in French and this time the conversation seemed heated.
 
Kendra tried to distract herself, looking around at the busy nighttime scene. The street looked like something from a movie – drenched in soft ambient lights as a collection of pedestrians gawked at the few shops that remained open. Soft jazz music and pleasant aromas came from down the path. Couples hugged and loners looked content. She almost forgot her predicament until the man stepped closer.
 
He put his hands up in frustration, complaining as he eyed her up and down. Celine waved him away and took Kendra’s shoulder, ushering her along. They left the man, who surely enjoyed her half-shown ass bouncing as they walked away. Celine explained with a smirk, “he was frustrated that he couldn’t get laid.”
 
They moved along the bricked walkway in silence while she marveled at the sights. Some of the tourists spoke in English and she could even read some of the signage, helping her to feel a little less lost. Her eyes paused as she watched Celine walking. The tall, powerful woman had a shapely ass, hugged tightly by black leggings. Her elegant heels tapped upon the stone as she led the way confidently. It was difficult to keep up with her.
 
They came to a busy street, lit up as cars passed. The crowd wasn’t thick enough to hide her and soon Celine mentioned that they needed to cross. They stepped to the edge of the crosswalk and waited as cars slowed to a stop. Kendra hurried along, embarrassed as a car honked. Another driver hung out of the window, calling to her in French. She didn’t hesitate, rushing past her guide. She was so distracted that she bumped into an older man circling the corner.
 
“Excusez… ah!” He fell, grabbing ahold of her sweatshirt sleeve as he went down.
 
It was a clumsy descent. She pulled back, holding onto the small top to slow his fall. There was an audible ripping sound and then she fell in the opposite direction. The man was stunned, holding a large section of fabric, surprised to see Kendra’s exposed chest. He couldn’t speak, only offering to return the section of torn, cheaply made clothing. Celine tapped her shoulder, giving the older man a few reassuring words.
 
Getting back to her feet, Kendra held what remained of the parted top, supporting her partially covered breasts in her hands. She padded down the sidewalk, rushing to keep Celine’s quick pace. People watched, with some even filming on their phones. A car followed behind them slowly as the couple diverted down a smaller street. The headlights illuminated her for others to see, making her skin flush with embarrassment. They came to a set of elegant wooden doors with a man waving them inside.
 
He slammed the door, laughing as the car honked before moving on. “This the American? She is quite beautiful!” He took her hand gently. “Bonjour.”
 
“This is my little brother Lucas.” Celine scoffed, leading them upstairs. “This showy American is Kendra. Let’s find you something to wear.”
 
“Or you could stay like this. I hear nudism is good for the soul.” Lucas was not hiding his glances.
Kendra blushed, barely covering herself with her hands. “Th-thanks, but I…”
 
“Oh, Lucas is just being an idiot. Don’t let him make you nervous. He won’t cause you any harm. Right, brother?”
 
“Perhaps just a little peek for a world-weary man such as myself?”
 
Celine rolled her eyes as they entered the apartment, setting off to find her clothes. Kendra blushed, staring into his dreamy blue eyes, still feeling a hint of the alcohol in her system. Deciding to be a little bit adventurous, she removed the ripped top, allowing her breasts to hang freely. His bravado vanished as he stared at her creamy, pierced milkers. With her heart pounding, she squished them between her arms. He could only stare as the full, DD-cup breasts pressed together.
 
Footsteps approached and Kendra decided to own it. “That was quick.” Celine offered the clothes. “You’ve got a nice pair, but you still owe me money for that top.” Kendra hastily slipped on the shirt, suddenly embarrassed by the French couple’s approval.
 
Again, the clothes were too small and revealing – clearly showing her pierced nipples, but it was better than nothing. Celine gave her an apologetic shrug, “This is all I have.” Kendra slid on the ill-fitting leggings, bouncing her ass for their enjoyment. “We can figure this out tomorrow.” Celine waved her brother to the door. “Come, let Kendra rest. Make yourself at home and don’t make me regret this. You can find linens in that closet. Goodnight.” And with that, the siblings went to the adjoining room, giving Kendra some welcome rest.

“Kendra!” He tried to get her attention through the locked door without yelling. “Kendra? Open up!” He waited, hearing no movement. “Damnit!” Elliot went to his room, irritated by his sister’s silent treatment. She’s probably jealous that I found a normal relationship. I guess I should be worried that she still has the portal pen… but, I bet she’s just having fun like usual. He turned on a game, trying to distract himself. Whatever, she’ll probably be knocking before bed anyway.
 
Hours passed with no disturbance. He saved his game and looked at the bookcase. He thought about the sweet girl next door and how passionate their first time was: Cybil’s excitement when she saw his cock, her happiness after they finished. It was better than he imagined and he couldn’t stop thinking about it. I don’t want to seem desperate – I need to clear my mind. He pulled the shelf out, ashamed at how quickly he returned to his bad habits.
 
He looked to Kendra’s portal, still agitated that she was ignoring him. One more time won’t matter. He pulled out his cock. Using spit as lube, he pushed into Kendra’s pussy, feeling it clamp on his cock. Unable to see her face, he could only imagine Kendra’s surprised expression. A few strokes in and he felt her getting wetter too. He worked it in, going balls deep when he thought about Cybil again.
 
I shouldn’t be doing this anymore… He edged back, feeling the wet warmth squeeze around his cock. It feels too good, though… I’ll just remove the portals when I get the pen back. No one else has to know. He moved in and out, knowing he wouldn’t last long. He pumped the wet hole harder, slipping into the limit before drawing back. It felt amazing and he knew she enjoyed it as much as he was.
 
Why is she mad at me? He looked at the door, realizing it was unlocked. Maybe this will get her attention! He pulled out, directing the tip of his big, slippery cock into her clenched asshole. He took time, edging deeper and trying not to blow too fast. He worked it a bit, getting in over halfway before it was too much. Instinct made him push deeper, going all in as he started shooting. His cock jerked, pumping cum deep into his sister’s ass. It felt amazing and he made sure to finish completely before pulling out. He cleaned up, expecting an angry knock on his door. There was only silence.
 
Oh well, I bet she’ll be over it by tomorrow.

“Uuugh.” She awoke on the couch, covering her eyes from the brightness radiating through the windows. Climbing from the couch, she shuffled through the unfamiliar apartment, hearing sounds of the bustling city outside. My ass hurts. Did that shithead butt-fuck me while I was asleep? That means he doesn’t know I’m gone yet. She lumbered around the corner, finding Lucas sipping his coffee as he stared outside.
 
“Good morning, beautiful.” He regarded her with amusement. “You look even better in the light of day.”
 
“Too early for that.” With his assistance, she filled a cup with some water and took a long drink. “Hangover. Slept well, at least.”
 
“Care to explain why my sister brought home a naked woman last night? No complaints, I’m just wondering.”
 
“Someone took my clothes. I was drunk and I don’t speak French, so I kind of panicked.”
 
“Mmhm, and who is with you? Lover? Relatives?”
 
“My brother. He’ll find me eventually, but we’re here for the week.” She lied, hoping Elliot would find her at any moment. “This is a nice place.”
 
“It serves the purpose, but living in Paris is expensive.” He offered a plate of bread coated in strawberry jam. “What would you care to do today, mon bijou?”
 
“I don’t know. Maybe just go out and see the city? If you’re not busy, of course.”
 
“No, I am free all day. I will show you the sights and perhaps you will come back here to stay another night… if your brother is okay with this?”
 
She gave her best attempt at a flirty smile. “Okay,” The fresh bread tasted great, and in spite of her hangover, she was happy to be in the city of her dreams. She acquainted herself with the cozy apartment, following along as the French man gave her a quick tour. The toilet was in the hallway, shared with the neighbors. It was outlandish to her, but at least the shower was in the apartment. She cleaned up and they began the adventure.
 
Lucas brought her around Paris, pointing out points of interest and giving her tidbits of wisdom. The city was packed with culture. The sights and sounds were overwhelming at first, but soon she was able to slow down and drink in the scenery. People watched as she passed, muttering French as they regarded her with quick glances. Lucas explained that a flashy, green-haired American was something unusual. Her tight clothes didn’t help either. One man even complimented her nipple piercings that showed through.
 
There were so many people. She thought it was bustling last night, but now it was like a swarm of ants. People rubbed against her, groping her subtly from time to time. It was flattering at first, but over time it grew irritating. Her anger washed away when she realized how close they were to the Eiffel Tower. It was a sight to behold.
 
Lucas encouraged her wonder, putting an arm around her as she stared. “Amazing, isn’t it? Want to go up?”
 
She looked at the massive line of people leading to the entrance. “It’s okay, maybe another time. Just seeing it from ground level is fine for now.” She thought back to the portal Elliot made, giving her a bird’s eye view from the top. “Thank you for this.” She looked at Lucas, knowing he was going to get lucky later. “Where next?”
 
They continued walking around the city, passing over a wooden bridge while a man played an electric piano. A tour boat passed beneath. Kendra waved, happy to see a good amount of them wave back. They turned a corner to see the peaked steeple of an old cathedral dominating the view.  A few cars and motorbikes passed, but most walked and biked. Hundreds of people moved about, conversing in French as they enjoyed fresh bread and the beautiful scenery.
 
They took a break to eat at a quaint café, sipping wine as they enjoyed a collection of cheeses and meats. Lucas told her of how he joined his sister in Paris, both hoping to find purpose in a bigger city. Then, over time, they became content making a living by appealing to tourists. I’m so lucky I found them. Everyone else seems nervous around me.
 
The sun was starting to set when she felt something unexpected. She jerked at the feeling, grabbing the table’s edge. To her absolute horror, she felt water spraying in her ass. What the hell are you doing Elliot?! Lucas gave her a questioning look. “My stomach. I think something I ate isn’t agreeing with me.” With a hand on her belly, she tried to hide her concern as they finished the conversation, paid, and left.
 
Her belly gurgled as the water swirled within. She downplayed the discomfort, casually walking along the lamp-lit sidewalk beside her guide. The sound of the crowd masked the noises coming from within. People brushed against her, making her stumble and shift as the water pushed through her bowels. Lucas told some childhood stories and gave advice on French culture, unaware of how distracted she was. They continued, pausing at another vendor where Lucas bought her some chocolates. She did her best to seem appreciative, but her tummy was growing quickly and they still had a long walk ahead.
 
Her soft tummy expanded, taking on more water with each passing minute. She had the urge to use the bathroom, but she knew nothing would come out until the flow stopped. This is payback for Addy, I guess. I can handle it better than she can, though. She glanced down, seeing some of her peach skin peeking beneath her top. What do I even tell someone if they ask about this? Rounding a corner, she bumped into a pedestrian, making her groan and her full belly jiggle. Lucas noticed, looking concerned as she paused and leaned upon a building.
 
“Uh, we should get you some better-fitting clothes.”
 
“No, I’d just rather get back now.” A loud, high-pitched whine came from her stomach. “I just need to visit the toilet.”
 
Kendra took a deep breath and started again. She couldn’t believe that Elliot would let her fill for so long. Walking was getting harder as the night fully set in and she was moving slower. People continuously shoved past, with some even grabbing her butt as they went by. She hated admitting it, but it made her agony more bearable. She was wet, loving the full feeling as water swirled inside her. Being in public meant she couldn’t touch herself, though. Come on, Elliot, help me out!
 
They passed along a bustling boulevard, with many pedestrians bumping as she lumbered forward. People thought she was being rude and she didn’t have the willpower to show otherwise. Frustrated, she pressed up against Lucas, taking his arm for support. Her belly was obvious now, round and hanging below the stretched shirt. She felt his hand brush along her thigh and she decided to divert into an alleyway.
 
“What is the matter, mon bijou?” He helped her to lean against the wall, hearing her belly gurgle.
 
Without a word, she pulled him close and planted a kiss on his lips. He was confused for a moment before committing to lust, closing his eyes and working his tongue past her lips. He pressed up to her, surely feeling the subtle vibrations within her belly. She kept him focused, guiding one of his hands under her belly to touch her wet pussy. He slid his fingers with experience, tickling her clit before going inside. His touch was soft and slow, making her discomfort wash away. Kendra held him, ignoring the few glances that came as people passed.
 
She felt his bulge, moving her hand up and down his pants before slipping over the top and into his underwear. She stroked his shaft, feeling the soft dick pulsing in her palm. Suddenly the flow increased. Her ass swallowed every drop, making her belly shake and churn. Lucas pulled back, unable to ignore it any longer. “What is this?”
 
Her stomach looked pregnant and there was no way to hide it. People stared and she had no idea how big she might get. “It’s nothing, we have to go.” She pulled her hand out of his pants and adjusted her clothes. The exchange did help her deal with the fullness, letting her walk again for a time. She held her swollen belly and pushed on.
 
They turned another corner and she ran into a man. The collision was slow and clumsy. She took hold of his arm and pulled him down on top of her. Kendra groaned, feeling some of his weight compacting her belly. They rolled apart and the man spouted a litany of French swears, gesturing to Lucas as he got to his feet. The argument continued as she lay there with her legs spread wide. Her breaths were fast as her belly expanded. She wasn’t certain she could get back up.
 
The two men argued and Lucas threw a punch. The other man hit back, but Lucas was clearly a better fighter, getting his opponent two more times in the side. Finally, the stranger pulled back and ran away. Lucas stood over her trying to figure out the predicament. He offered a hand, struggling to pull her upright.
 
“You must explain to me what is happening. I look back and your tummy has grown.” He helped her to walk again.
 
“Thank you for helping me…” Kendra huffed, waddling beside her defender. “I have an allergy.” She stopped him before he could interrupt, “I don’t need to go to the hospital, I’ll be fine in an hour or so.” She looked down over her big breasts, seeing the belly shaking with each step. Her nipples stood erect beneath the tight, revealing clothes. She was fighting to walk when they reached the apartment, stomping up the stairs and into the hallway.
 
The water had slowed, but she knew it wouldn’t come out until Elliot allowed it. She passed the bathroom and followed Lucas into the apartment. Celine was shocked at the sight, rushing over to help her brother with the inflated woman. Kendra used the same excuse, saying it was a rare allergy and she just had to wait it out. God, I thought Addy was stupid for using that excuse, but I can’t think of anything better.
 
The couple sat on the couch with Celine sitting on a nearby chair. The conversation was tense at first, with both of them questioning Kendra’s situation. It hurt, but it was becoming easier to manage now that she could actually rest. She talked about the sights of the city, how amazing the food tasted, and how she had never been around so many people before. It was one of the best days of her life. Except for my asshole brother filling me up! She moved her shirt up, running her hand along her tightly filled belly. There was an awkward silence before Lucas chimed in, sharing how he defended her from some jerk. Celine scolded her brother for getting into another fight, but Kendra insisted it was justified.
 
Kendra took his hand, giving him a smile. He followed up by leaning over and giving her a long, sensual kiss. He paused, giving Celine a look before going in for another. His hand moved past Kendra’s big, rounded belly and into her panties. She was speechless for a time before she shoved him back, looking between them both.
 
“It is okay,” Celine nodded, “we share a small apartment. You have to be comfortable with such things. I can go upstairs if this makes you uneasy.”
 
Kendra thought about it, knowing that she might not see these people again. She also felt like she owed Celine after helping her so much. It was a little embarrassing, but her groaning stomach urged her on. Not the first time I’ve had someone watching, I guess. She raised up and peeled the tight leggings off, shifting around to get them to her ankles. She kicked them aside and opened her legs, giving Celine a wonderful view as Lucas slipped a finger inside. It felt amazing, washing all discomfort away as she closed her eyes and leaned back in the seat. He kissed her again and again sliding lower along her neck and breasts, trailing down her belly, and then to her thighs. His soft lips pressed upon her sensitive skin, moving closer and closer to the warmth between her legs.
 
The tall French woman watched with her chin resting in her hand, as her brother explored their guest. Celine spoke in her native tongue, smirking as Lucas responded. She leaned back and relaxed, opening her legs as she gazed into Kendra’s eyes. “You mind if I were to enjoy myself while I watch?” She ran a hand between her legs while biting her soft lip.
 
Kendra was astounded by their adventurousness. I got so lucky. She nodded, lifting her shirt to hold her breasts as Lucas found her clit, licking it delicately while rubbing her legs. Kendra moaned, sliding lower in the seat as her belly trembled. It still hurt, but the pain added to her arousal. She looked into Celine’s blue eyes, enrapt with the feelings below. Her belly gurgled, causing her to moan loudly.
 
Celine clearly enjoyed the noises, sliding her pants down to reveal her shaven pussy. She ran her fingers along her slit, barely pushing inside. She tasted her fingertips with a smile. The raven-haired woman removed her top, showing her big teardrop breasts before resuming her pleasure. Both women watched Lucas working between Kendra’s legs. Wet sounds came as his tongue pushed deeper.
 
Pulling back, Lucas stood, wiping his mouth as he unfastened his jeans. He dropped his pants and stepped free, showing off his impressive, uncircumcised cock. “I will be right back, I need to get a wrap.” He started for the stairs.
 
“No, it’s okay, my tubes are tied.” Kendra tried to look sexy, but her gigantic belly made any movement unwieldy. “You can fuck me as long as you don’t have anything.”
 
Lucas looked at his sister, with both sharing his excitement. “I’m clean.” He trotted closer, stepping on the couch and poking his twitching dick against her cheek. She loved his eagerness, opening her mouth and taking the cock’s head between her lips. She ran her pierced tongue along the underside, laughing to herself as he shuddered. She sucked as he pushed in, accepting his cock with an audible slurp. She gagged, turning her head as she licked and making sure he was nice and ready to slip in below.
 
She was about to pull away when he gasped. He put a hand on her head and drove in, letting cum shoot to the back of her throat. Kendra gagged without stopping, drinking his seed eagerly. She opened her eyes, looking up at him as his orgasm faltered. She continued moving her tongue, making him pull back and stumble. Lucas failed to balance. He fell forward and onto Kendra’s belly. She yelped as he jumped back upright. He took another artless step, turning around and tripping over his feet. With a grunt, Lucas landed upon his naked sister.
 
She caught him instinctively, hugging him with wide eyes as he slid lower. Her expression changed to revulsion as she shoved him back. Celine spoke quickly and angrily. Lucas sat on his knees between her open legs, gesturing at her exposed pussy. They continued talking in French before she pushed him again, making him fall onto his back. His erection waved in the air. “It poked inside!” Celine rubbed her wet pussy, inspecting her fingers.
 
“It was nothing! I’m sure it’s fine!” Lucas looked to Kendra. “Are you okay?”
 
Kendra gave a weak nod, still reeling from the impact. Celine got up and walked to the kitchen, using a towel to clean up. She wiped her pussy, still complaining in her native language. Lucas shrugged, coming over and kneeling between Kendra’s open legs. She moved lower in her seat, barely able to see the man over her full stomach. She felt the tip of his cock rubbing her pussy and it made every ache vanish for a moment.
 
He pushed in easily, sliding in all the way in one stroke. Lucas put his hands on her belly as he started pumping, running his fingers atop the swollen midsection. Wet sounds came from below as Kendra moaned. She needed this so badly. Her tits bounced as he took her wrists and fucked her faster. His dick hit just the right spot, making her purr with delight. After a minute he let her arms go and raised her legs, getting a better angle and going deeper. Her stomach churned, but over time she got used to it. Soon it even felt good again.
 
Celine came back in, annoyed by the sight. “Like nothing happened.” She scoffed, grabbing her clothes before stomping away. Kendra and Lucas both watched as Celine’s ass bounced, shifting as she ascended the circular stairway.
 
Holding her hips, Lucas continued, ignoring his sister’s aggressive footsteps. He took her wrists again, ramming in harder as he shifted higher. He peered over her grumbling belly, looking into Kendra’s eyes. “Mon bijou.”
 
“Wh-what does that even mean?”
 
 “My jewel.” He grinned. “Your personality is captivating.”
 
“Yeah, my personality is my best feature!” Her smile changed to a grimace as the water roiled inside. She had to focus to ignore the pain in this position, but she wanted him to cum. He moved again and that helped her, feeling his cock rubbing along her g-spot. “Oh, fuck, right there. Yeah… it feels so good there.”
 
Kendra was really getting into it when the portal in her asshole closed suddenly. She drew in a sharp breath, looking at her lover with panicked eyes. With the blockage gone, she had to keep the water in on her own. She clenched tight, making Lucas stop in an instant. She was trying to think how to get up when he started cumming inside her. She tried to stay in place and let him finish, covering her red face while struggling to keep her asshole sealed. He let out three blasts before she had to shove him off.
 
Sliding off the couch, Kendra rolled over and hoisted her full body upright. She had trouble standing, using the couch arm for stability while lumbering toward the door. Lucas questioned, but she ignored him. Kendra made her way to the bathroom only to find it occupied. Her heart sank as she did her best to knock normally. “Please, it’s an emergency.”
 
“juste une minute!”
 
Kendra closed her legs tightly, rolling her shirt back over her breasts, still unable to cover her expansive belly. She felt the liquid shifting around, making every second agonizing. She waited with a worried expression and trembling legs, waving Lucas back into the apartment when he glanced out. I can’t let it go here, I just can’t! She wiped tears from her flushed cheeks, trying desperately to keep her asshole clenched. She knocked again with more urgency and luckily the door opened. The woman standing in the bathroom was utterly horrified, frozen in place as she gazed upon Kendra’s overinflated body.
 
She didn’t have time for pleasantries. Waving the woman out, she forced her filled tummy through the narrow doorway. The door slammed as she struggled to maneuver in the small bathroom. She sat on the toilet and let go, feeling sweet release. Her eyes rolled back as she shuddered. Cramps came and went as she pushed the water out, but it still felt great to release all that fluid sloshing within her system. She wiped drool from her chin, leaning upon the wall as her mind wandered over the day. I am going to get you back for this, Elliot! She gritted her teeth for another push, seeing her belly squeeze. He has to notice I’m gone soon.

Club Zenith

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Originally Published in Inflated Egos Vol. 1

“So.” He motioned for her to have a seat. The beady-eyed club owner sat behind his large, nearly empty desk. “Tatyana is it? Tell me about yourself.”

“Well, I was born in Bratislava and we moved to the States last year. My family was never well off, but since the recession, we have been struggling to eat. I have three brothers and one sister, all younger. I just turned 19. I have no diseases and I’m very capable when it comes to pleasing men. I can show you if you’d like.” She rubbed her chest provocatively.

“Are you a virgin?”

 “Umm, no. But, I am very tight, my boyfriends tell me.” Uncertainty crossed her face.

“Well, let me be the judge. Take off your clothes and come here.” He started undoing his pants.

Without hesitation, she shed her clothes and made her way around the desk. She spit in her hand and rubbed her pussy. Once wet enough, she reached down and guided him inside. It wasn’t as big as she was used to, but she hid that fact. Putting her arms upon his shoulders, she bounced with a wide smile. She could read him like a book, watching his features tense as he tried to prolong the experience. She was very good at making men finish fast.

He fondled her breasts, breathing her scent as she moved her hips. He slid out after a minute and raised her higher. He edged her forward and guided his dick into her ass. He was wet enough to slide in all the way with the first thrust. Even though he was small, it still hurt. She gave a pained moan, playing up her agony for his enjoyment. Her eyebrows peaked, showing pleasure as she rode the owner. Within minutes she felt him pulsing inside of her.

He took a moment to catch his breath. She looked back to him grinning. “So, do I get the job?”

“No, sorry; I don’t think you’re suited for what we need. Your ass is okay, but your pussy is too loose.”

She couldn’t believe it. Panic showed in her dusky eyes. “Please, my family needs the money and I am willing to sign a long-term contract! I will do anything, I swear.”

He sighed and rubbed the bridge of his nose as she stepped back. Cum dribbled onto the floor as she put her hands together and begged. “Well, have you ever had an enema?”

“Yes, very large amounts, I held them in while having sex too. I am very freaky girl!” She lied.

“Okay, that might work. To be honest your boyfriend ruined you and you aren’t good-looking enough to be a regular whore.” He let the last word sink in, seeing her reaction. It didn’t bother her; she had been called worse, much worse. He was just trying to demean her so she’d agree to poor terms.

“I want to use you as a receptacle. Have you heard of those before?”

“Um… No, what do they do?”

“Let me show you,” The man stood up and bent her over the desk, stuffing his semi-rigid cock back into her wet asshole. “Just hold it in.” She didn’t understand what he meant at first until a warmth started to spread. He is peeing in me!

She couldn’t hide her surprise this time. “What the fuck are you-“ He pushed her lower as he continued. She breathed heavily, distressed, but not making an attempt to stop him. After a few moments, the flow eventually stopped. She groaned as he pulled out, having to pinch tightly to keep it all in. “Ugh. I have to go to the bathroom!”

“If you want this job then you’ll have to hold it in for a lot longer than that. We offer many pleasures.”

“But… It’s pee!” She leaned over the desk, looking over her shoulder as she spoke.

“Okay, you should go, then.” He pulled his pants up and stepped around her, reaching for the intercom.

Tatyana grabbed his arm. “Wait, I-I just want some time to think about it.”

“No. Now or never.” He spread her cheeks, nodding with approval. “You do hold it pretty well.” He ran a hand underneath to feel her belly. “You’re nothing special, but I bet we can make you a loooot bigger! So, what will it be?”

She almost started crying but swallowed and composed herself. “Okay,” She knew that she would get used to it and her family would surely be compensated well. “I will do it.”

He grinned. “What you’ll have to do, is allow men to use you as a urinal. It’s like an enema, but you have to hold it in for at least a few hours. They will use you so they can be allowed to enjoy more time on the floor. It pays $400 a week plus tips.”

She didn’t know much about money, but it seemed generous for such a simple job. It was a repulsive idea, but she had limited options. She only hoped this would be an entry-level job and that one day she could be a high-class escort. Until then, this would help her family survive. Looking to the floor with an ass full of pee, she agreed. “Okay, whatever you need.”

“Good.” He opened a drawer and drew a small stack of papers for her to sign. She made her mark on each of the pages he requested. She couldn’t read English well, but she knew how to sign her name. All the while he explained the safety regimens the guests went through and some general knowledge. Once she finished, he nodded in approval. “You start next Friday. Clean yourself out before coming and bring your STI tests. Be here at three… and welcome to Club Zenith!” She put her clothes back on as he watched and hurried to the bathroom.

The guard eyed her suspiciously as she approached, checking her name and her medical papers. He took a few minutes to look through the documents and check the employee list. He nodded and pointed to the service door behind him. He gave her instructions and buzzed her through. Down a corridor, she found the door that read “Receptacles.” There were about 15 women, all getting prepared for the evening. Vanity tables were in a row down the sides of the room. She noticed they all wore some form of colored undergarments. A dark-skinned woman finished clasping her blue bra before coming over to greet her. “Hola, you must be Tatyana. I’m Aurelia, I’ll show you around and get you started.”

She led her to her table with the undergarments she would be wearing. A cotton bra, a garter belt, and a pair of fishnet stockings – all were bright orange. She couldn’t help being a little self-conscious when she slipped off her clothes, but she tried not to show it. The stockings and belt fit well enough, but the bra was too big for her b-cups. Aurelia noticed too, “We’ll have to get you a smaller one for tomorrow. You’re going to have to wear this instead.” She walked over and picked up an orange shirt.

Tatyana put it on; it had been cut so short that it just barely covered her breasts. The word ‘newbie’ was written on it in large black letters. Aurelia stood back and nodded. “It’s only for the night. I’m sure you’ll get extra attention, but it will help you settle into your new role for sure!” After a few introductions, the tall Mexican girl directed her to a brightly-lit vanity.

“So, the basics are: you will be walking around looking for any table holding up an orange sign,” Aurelia spoke while applying her makeup. “When you see them you are to go over and allow the man holding the sign to insert and relieve himself. You can help him in, but you have to ask first. There will be lube and wipes on the tables, plus we have a table with some… additional supplies. We have to restock the tables when they leave. Make sure to keep yourself clean and lubricated. Don’t get upset no matter how rude they are to you. You are here to serve them. Empty when you’re full but limit your trips to the bathroom or they will train you to hold more, and you don’t want that. Make sure to let the customers know if they’re not in your ass quickly so they don’t piss in your cooch. And… I think that’s everything.”

“What do the colors mean?”

“Oh, yes, blue means specialized, red is for any form of sex, black is S&M, and orange is for toilets.”

Once her makeup was finished, Tatyana followed a few girls to the club floor. Soft light bathed the main room and loud music thrummed in all directions. She tried to hide her nervousness as she scanned the room. A greasy-looking man made eye contact before holding up his sign. Tatyana strolled closer and slipped her panties aside, lubricating her backdoor as she lined herself up. “I’m your first, ain’t I?”

“Yes sir.”

“Ah, then let me fuck ya for a bit first.”

He breathed heavily as he wiggled in and out of her ass. He was a little larger than the owner, but he wasn’t completely hard yet. She tried to distract herself, watching other girls working nearby tables. She only noticed a handful of girls in orange. I hope there are more coming out soon. There are like two hundred customers in here! Her thought stopped when she felt the man shooting in her ass. That didn’t last long. She faked a smile over her shoulder.

“Like that? Give me a second and I’ll give you what you came for.”

She felt it start slowly. This is disgusting. Warm fluid pushed up her rectum and into her bowels. She turned back, remembering to hide her disgust as she watched him unloading. He emptied his bladder through a shrinking cock, giving her a skeevy smile as he finished. He pressed in slightly before pulling out and buttoning his pants. He slipped a twenty down her shirt and pinched her ass as she resumed her rounds.

After some at home training the past few days, it wasn’t too difficult to hold. She could feel it sloshing in her belly, but one was no big deal. She spied another table that had a few signs held up. She sighed as she walked. “Yo, we need to piss in that fine ass!” The scrawny guy was trying to impress his friends; he kept looking back to gauge their reactions. “Spread yo cheeks slut!”

Tatyana rolled her panties down and pulled her cheeks apart for the patron. He unzipped and slipped it in. He grunted and groaned as he tried to start the flow in spite of his erection. Finally, she felt the warm liquid blasting into her. God, I already feel full. She sat back in his lap, waiting for him to completely empty into her. “You are fucking tie-eet!” He patted her hip as the flow stopped, signaling he was finished.

She clenched as she slid off, shuffling to the next man at the table. The next man unzipped and awkwardly pulled out his monster of a cock. Fuck, it’s huge. I don’t think I’ve ever seen one that big. She was mesmerized as the man grinned. The thought returned after a moment. “Uh, sir, could I actually… Could you fuck me first?” She couldn’t resist.

He shrugged and flicked his fingers, motioning her closer. She dropped her panties and straddled the man’s stool. Crawling onto his lap, she noticed her belly was visibly swollen. It compressed against the slim man as he cupped her ass and poked the dick into her excited hole. She gasped, nuzzling her head against his neck. She knew cumming would make it so much harder to keep all the piss in, but she adored the thick rod plunged into her pussy. She moved her hips as the man held her, his hot breath sending a chill down her spine. She hugged him tightly, feeling an orgasm building as he fucked her.

“Fuck, man, hurry up! I have to take a leak!”

“Just use this bitch’s ass.” The man laughed as she rode him. He spread her ass wide, allowing the other guy to find the spot on his first try. The sensation was like nothing she felt before. He pressed in from behind and the pain was mostly ignored thanks to the immense satisfaction from the monster buried in her pussy.

More urine sprayed in her ass, collecting in her belly as she rose up with a squeak. Tatyana’s face showed disgust and discomfort as the warm enema flowed. She tightened her vagina, making the show-off squirm in his seat. She wiggled her hips, pulling cum from the hard pole within seconds. The man took his hands from her ass, letting her slide back onto the standing man. He continued to pee, burying his face in her thick, curly hair.

He pulled out and she slid from the chair. Using the table for support, she hastily spun around and grabbed the man’s cock, shoving the tip into her ass. He let out a weak sound before slamming into the pinched asshole, making her stumble and land on the ground. Her swollen belly took most of the impact, squishing against the floor and sending a wave of pain through her body.

Stunned, she could barely speak as he went lower and stuffed the cock into her raised rump. “You don’t just grab my meat, girly! I know the rules! My shit’s sensitive, yo!” He drove in, making her whimper before letting out a stream of piss. She blinked away tears, hoping she wouldn’t spill once he pulled out that enormous dong. He continued for a long time, making her belly push outward beneath her. A loud gurgling came from within and she felt little relief when he stopped.

The man unsheathed his meat. Tatyana fell to her side, pushing her ass cheeks closed as she tried to keep it in. Her belly roiled, now spreading along the floor as the other guys insulted her. She was distracted by the feeling, trying desperately to retain the fluid. She didn’t notice another ‘receptacle’ approach until the soft hand pulled her ass open and popped a big, round plug into the damp entrance.

Tatyana rolled onto her back, the swollen belly sloshing around as she breathed through her teeth. She clenched her eyes, trying to endure the unexpected pain. Laughter erupted as they watched her suffering. She held her belly, looking at the woman towering above.

The girl in orange stockings looked very pregnant, but grumbling sounds betrayed its true contents. The inflated woman didn’t wear a bra, showing off some very perky tits atop the rounded stomach. She looked downright pissed off, glaring past the orbs as Tatyana recovered from the ordeal. “You started shooting piss on the floor! I heard you could take a lot, but clearly, you’re just another bitch who lied her way in.” She gestured to another table. “Better help them before I kick you in the gut!”

Struggling to stand, Tatyana crawled to her feet, ignoring the jeering men and the angry co-worker. Four signs were raised at the nearby table. She looked back to the unnamed woman with a despondent sigh. “I can’t, I need to go to the bathroom!” She trembled as a cramp came and went.

“Bitch, you’ve got a job to do. Keep complaining and I’ll tell them to toughen you up!” She crossed her arms, squishing her breasts and making her own belly rumble. “Go on!”

With despair, Tatyana drug herself to the table, seeing the patrons light up as she got close. The men formed a line as she leaned upon the table, all anxious to relieve themselves. The first man yanked the buttplug free and used his cock as a stopper. Tossing the toy aside, he leaned forward and went all in. Her pretty face scrunched as warm piss flowed through her intestines. She felt queasy, hearing loud murmurs in her stomach.

The expanding belly flowed over the table. She reached down and hoisted it back onto the surface as the first guy finished. She squeaked as he moved aside and let the second man plunge in. He was bigger and harder, taking a moment to let loose. It was pure torment now, the hot liquid making her feel flush and woozy. She tried to distract herself again, but the man reached around and tickled her clit. She jerked in response, pulling forward and making him lean forward, pressing her into the table. Her belly squished and she involuntarily tightened upon him.

She shook her head with pure disgust as the flow halted and he started moving. “Give me a minute, gotta empty a load.”

“Come on, get that girl in blue to take it again. I need to piss!”

“This won’t take long.” He was fully fucking her now. “It’s kind of hot, actually.”

“Yeah, but you probably should go in her pussy, though. Don’t want a bunch of piss spraying out.” The fourth man interjected.

“She better not piss on us. I know the manager and I will fucking end her.” He grabbed her hips and really went to town, knowing how difficult it must be to keep it in. “Just a little longer, whore.” Her ass flattened as he rode her, working his dick as deep as he could before he came. He reached down and took both sides of her belly, shaking it as he pumped repeated loads into her ass.

The third man shoved him away, making her almost lose control as he popped in. “Finally! Ah… Your ass is tight!” Yet another stream of urine added to the collection. “You barely even spilled and you’re still taking it? Damn…” The man sighed with pleasure, giving her much more than she wanted.

Tears formed in Tatyana’s eyes. She was far bigger than ever before, much larger than the other girl who ushered her to this table. Looking around, she held more than any other girl in the club. She felt like a tank and she still took more. Once this man emptied the last one stepped up. He was rock hard, stroking himself as he pushed into her pussy. He didn’t really care which hole he used, sliding in all the way as he let out a forceful blast of cum. It felt quite amazing, but she made sure to say something after a time so he didn’t start in the wrong entrance.

The burly man took it out and reinserted his flaccid cock into her asshole. Getting the limp plug in was difficult and it took incredible focus to keep the vast amount of piss from flooding out. She put her head down, feeling his hands running along her back. More pushed inside and her only thought was hope that she could empty soon. She took it dutifully, limiting her complaints as he moved aside and let the next man in.

She was prepared, but he was uncomfortably large. His thickness caused all of her composure to vanish. She raised high, holding the swollen belly high as the lower part spilled over the table. It felt like she was pressing into a yoga ball. It made all sorts of lewd noises. She didn’t know she could be this big, but she managed somehow. This man’s stream was powerful, making the fluid inside churn and bubble. She wasn’t sure she could get used to this.

He took hold of her frazzled hair, raising her fully upright as he continued. She squeaked, feeling her stomach roll off the table, tipping the furniture aside. Her gut sagged nearly to her knees while she stared at the ceiling, still accepting his voluminous stream. She whimpered as he pinched her nipple, getting harder as he touched her. The flow stopped, and he started moving.

“I can’t. You gotta… use the front. Go in my… pussy!”

“Too late for that.” He was ramming her hard, causing incredible pain as the fluid sloshed around inside her body. He showed no sympathy, putting a hand upon her belly and pressing slightly.

Tatyana squealed, certain that she would leak if he popped out. She could barely think, wanting to touch herself to find some refrain from the torment. Her belly slapped against her thighs as he pumped her behind. He was getting close, but she was at the limit. She couldn’t resist, putting a hand against her sopping pussy. She couldn’t cum like this, but it made it a little more bearable. People watched, distracted by the girls sitting on their laps and bent over tables.

She squirmed as the man hugged her close and emptied his balls. The thick cock pulsed in her tightened hole, ejecting cum like a geyser. She took it all, mentally preparing for what came next. He went soft, but it was still keeping her plugged. Backing up, the man grunted at the overstimulation, popping his cock free. Tatyana sank to her knees, putting a hand on the table for balance. An expression of complete hopelessness spread across her face as warm fluid shot out of her ass. She fought to hold it, but her body didn’t respond.

Others laughed as she paused it repeatedly, only to fail within moments and let out another stream. Tears ran along her cheeks, not knowing what punishment awaited her failure. A hand pressed against her shoulder as the angry girl from before jabbed a plug into her butt, stopping her leak. “Nooo… I can’t… I have to…”

“Fuck you, newbie!” The woman snapped, slapping Tatyana’s stomach and scoffing as she tipped backward. She followed along, giving her another slap on the stomach, watching as skin rippled and liquid churned.

“I’m sorry! Can you… just help me to the bathroom?”

“Bathroom is full. Gotta wait!” She smirked pointing at the line.

“Just help me over-“

“I’ve got tables to wait.” The woman cut her off while rubbing her own belly. “Some of us have to pick up the slack!” She walked away, failing to hide her discomfort.

Aurelia pushed through the crowd with concern, offering a hand. It took a few tries, but Tatyana climbed to her feet, walking shakily and without coordination. Most patrons had lost interest in the overfilled woman trying desperately to carry the weight, but some loved the show. Tatyana questioned her ability to do this day after day. She knew breaking a contract carried harsh fines and punishments, but… I have to keep going! They’re just pushing me hard on my first day.

Moving slowly past the spectators, Aurelia led her to the start of the line. Five distressed women with rounded stomachs waited for someone to exit the bathroom. All of the girls shifted and groaned, trying to fight the cramps rolling through their inflated bellies. The tall, tawny-skinned woman turned away to see a blue sign raised close by. With a nod she ventured to help the guest.

“No, can’t they wait?” Tatyana asked meekly, but it was unheard or ignored.

She leaned upon the wall, seriously debating if she should literally pull the plug and relieve the pain. She was so full and it never allowed her to relax. The bodily fluids roiled in her belly, with air bubbles shifting as they searched for an escape. Some guys were still watching, laughing as she looked from side to side, eyebrows peaked while blinking frequently. She frowned, trying not to burst into tears as the first woman pushed into the bathroom.

Every second was agony and without the plug, it would be impossible to keep it in. She held onto the burden, desperately wishing for this night to end. But, she knew that she had to go out and do it again right after. She glanced at Aurelia, seeing her bending down while an older man vigorously fisted her. She showed discomfort, but she took it very well considering how rough he was being. She was a pro, taking his hand as he pumped it in and out of her.

Tatyana watched, seeing the girl stumbling occasionally with the thrusts. Her mouth opened and sometimes it looked like she was enjoying it. The man wanted to see her suffer, though, going harder until she yelped. He stroked himself while ramming her and suddenly he pulled his wet hand free and she spun around, kneeling down as she cupped her breasts. Cum sprayed onto her smooth skin, glistening as it collected in her cleavage. The distraction was too short. Tatyana rolled her eyes as another wave of pain slid through her insides.

The girl in front of her turned back without much emotion. “It gets easier.” Her stomach growled, but she seemed despondent to the feeling.

“I know, but I don’t think-“ Tatyana pursed her lips, interrupted by cramping.

“It’s a willpower thing. You get numb to certain things.” She paused, watching the angry girl from before approach. “Don’t worry, Courtney just likes to put the new girls in their place the first couple of days.”

The irritated blonde stepped up. Her belly had gotten noticeably bigger, but it was still a mere shadow of Tatyana’s gut. “Finally able to keep it in, new girl?” She grinned mischievously as she compared their expanded midsections. “Not bad, but the boss saw you leaking everywhere earlier. He wants to see you after you empty.” The line moved again and she casually moved in front of Tatyana.

“You’re cutting in line, really?”

The woman glared over her shoulder. “Yep. Want to try and fight me?” She turned fully, her enormous belly wobbling as it came to a stop. “You think the boss will like seeing a new girl starting trouble? I mean, we’re the lowest fucking rung on the ladder so he might just punish both of us.” She thought about her comment before facing ahead.

The wait was absolute agony. The cramping was almost unbearable a few times, but she didn’t want to break on the first day. She was holding more than Courtney and she wanted to upstage her newfound rival. The line moved until Courtney was passing through the door. Tatyana decided to be crafty. She noticed a plug in the other girl’s ass, so she acted quickly and grabbed hold. She yanked it free and launched it along the floor.

Courtney’s eyes went wide, looking in the direction where the toy flew. As she did, Tatyana shoved her just enough to get her out of the way. The blonde stumbled before plopping onto the ground, sitting hard and obviously straining to hold it in. “No, no, ahhhh…” She let out loud, wet farts, completely humiliated as everyone in the vicinity paused to watch. Tatyana left her to whine, finding a grungy stall where she could unload her contents.

Pulling her plug free, she hit the seat, her eyes fluttering as she pushed out waves of water. She didn’t even remember how many men she took, but it didn’t mean a thing now. Sweet relief came and it felt magical. She didn’t even have to push, allowing a stream to spill from her sore asshole. With her head in her hands, she sat engulfed in euphoria.

Over time she returned to reality, wondering what happened to Courtney and why her boss wanted to see her. It unnerved her, but it was inevitable. When nothing more would come, she cleaned up and made her way to his office. The guard directed her in. The bass thumped through the walls and Courtney waited by the owner’s side.

“I heard you caused some trouble.” The sleazy man leaned back, steepling his fingers. “We can’t have receptacles shooting piss everywhere, it’s not sanitary.”

Tatyana bowed her head, trembling slightly. “I’m sorry.”

“Gotta punish you.” He turned to the other girl, “You too, sweetie.”

“What the hell? It was all this Slavic bitch!”

“I know you were antagonizing her.”

“P-please, I was just toughening her up!” Courtney pleaded. “Don’t-“

He put his hands up dismissively. “It is decided. The show happens in 40 minutes.”

“Show?” Tatyana questioned, “I thought-“

“Fuck you!” Courtney stormed past, slamming the door on her way out.

“It is just a little spectacle. Aurelia will find you and give you the details. But, look on the bright side, at least you can go home after this!”

Making her way to the dressing room she tried to guess what was coming. The prospect of ending early was enticing, but the lack of explanation caused untold stress. She just sat there, watching the other girls buzzing around like bees. She took long, slow breaths, sinking in her seat. She closed her eyes and suddenly a nearby sound startled her awake. Aurelia stood nearby with a calming smile.

“Time to go.” Tatyana followed along, getting glances from the others as they passed. They went down a hall toward the private rooms. Aurelia explained what was going to happen, but her words seemed muted. Tatyana wanted to run away, sizing up the stocky bouncer that stood beside the side door. She knew he wouldn’t stop her, but it reminded her of the man in charge. This club was all about money – if she tried to get out on her first day then they would ruin her and her family. With a calming breath, she nodded and the door opened.

The large room was filled with men cheering at her arrival. In the center was a raised platform where Courtney leaned upon a very thick metal handrail. Her venomous stare caused Tatyana’s heart to drop. She moved past the crowd, stepping onto the platform. She took position next to her adversary, seeing a large metal pan with two pumps sitting on opposite sides. Aurelia stepped up, working the crowd as two men ran the hoses.

“You ready to see these human toilets get pumped full? Well, I hope you’ve been saving up. Think Courtney can match up to the new girl? I mean, Tatyana was holding quite a lot earlier. Either way, you’ll have quite the show!” The cheers rolled out. “Come on up and do your part to fill these bitches fullll!”

Tatyana gasped as they pushed the lubricated end into her ass and worked it a little way through her intestines. Courtney crinkled her nose, trying to act tough for the onlookers. The men lined up, unzipping and letting loose into the pan. The liquid reverberated off the metal as multiple men pissed into the container. When it was full enough they started the pumps to the crowd’s delight.

Hot piss pushed into her ass. Tatyana grabbed the bar as she stood, her eyebrows crinkling as she frowned. The thought of having a mixture from countless men swirling around in her belly made her nauseous. She tried to hide it, closing her eyes as more pushed inside. It caused harsh cramps and she couldn’t resist looking back to the group with pleading eyes. Five men met her gaze, happily relieving themselves, pleased to be causing her suffering. She thought about it for a moment and decided to animate her face even more. She huffed loudly, going to her elbows as she took the flow.

Courtney was having a harder time, even though she showed reservations. Her white knuckles flexed as hair obscured her face. She looked up, sneering as she set her jaw. She looked much prettier when she didn’t scowl. Her demeanor changed fully as pain gripped her, making her groan while pursing her lips. Spreading her legs wider to balance the weight, Courtney already looked a few months pregnant.

Her belly was expanding quickly too. Tatyana didn’t know if she had the fortitude to last through another fill, and certainly not one as intense as before. Yet, she didn’t resist. She looked at the other girl again, wondering how many times she had done this. How many different men had filled her during her employment? Fuck her, I can win this. Tatyana resolved to push through the aches. She looked at her hanging belly and parted her legs, surely giving everyone a great view of her shaven pussy.

Her belly let out a loud grumble, causing her to lean lower. New men were in place around the pan, adding to the supply of disgusting liquid. She felt so gross, but she agreed to this. Ugh. She let out a small burp. Even more grossed out by the thought of it coming up if she leaned any lower. I wanted this. This is really no different from having sex with multiple guys. She glanced around the room, seeing men in suits and men in shorts. A few had girlfriends too. This was just a casual evening out for some of them. I’m just an entertainer like the rest!

The filling blonde yelped, shaking her body as she held onto the rail. She was trying to push through another cramp, but the movement caused distress in her midsection. An air bubble shifted higher, making a noise as she tilted to the side. Her stomach swelled, hanging low enough to obscure sight of her privates. The crowd enjoyed her display, so Tatyana decided to match.

The Slav girl went to her knees, feeling a tightness as she looked around with teary eyes. Hearing her pump whine, she knew that she created a blockage. Almost none moved in, and she thought of it as an advantage. She felt a bulge against her feet, but she was elated to get a moment without piss rushing inside. A spectator reached up from below and grabbed her nipples, pulling them hard. She followed along with a squeak, feeling the hose rumble as it pushed the contents into her asshole and made her pull away.

The torrent spread her hole and forced its way up her bowels. She regretted letting it build up, showing teeth as she took the pressurized fluid. The flow returned to normal, but it hurt so much more. She put her head down, sniffling as she endured. Time passed as the crowd cheered them on. She looked up to see Courtney staring blankly. Her stomach was massive, but she didn’t give up. She might not be coherent enough to give up anymore. She looks like she might pass out.

Then she took a look at her own belly. It squished against her legs. She was sitting on her knees again and she was almost as big as before. Her mind was hazy, distracted by the feeling of liquid rumbling within her body. She put a hand on the rounded mass, feeling the soft, sweaty skin as it vibrated. She stroked it, hearing the men call.

“She’s fucking lost it! Both of them lost their damned minds!”

“I didn’t know people could get this big. Learn something new every day!”

“Why don’t they give up? That can’t be healthy.”

Tatyana salivated, licking her lips as she closed her eyes. She wanted to give up, but she couldn’t fail against that woman. I will beat that bitch no matter… no matter what. Her thoughts were scattered. She looked back again, her head tipping as her eyelids fluttered. More men, more piss – it isn’t going to end. She turned to Courtney, who was in a similar state. But, her delirium was displayed by agony. She blinked through the tears, her face twisted with pure despair.

The American girl lifted her heavy arm, signaling defeat. The spectators went into an uproar. Her pump clicked off, but she seemed even more distressed. She waved her hands frantically, asking for them to get the hose out so she could empty. An attendant held up a thick, ball-shaped buttplug for the audience to see. He forced it in on the first try, making Courtney howl as she pulled forward. With loud sobs, she accepted assistance, grabbing the man’s hand as she recovered.

Her stomach was enormous, wobbling with even slight movements. They brought in a wheelchair for her. She made her way artlessly, having immense difficulty moving down the steps. The fleshy belly was coated in sweat, compressing against her thighs. Her tight abdomen was rounded and pronounced as she failed to hold it. Loud noises came from her stomach, even over the noisy crowd. She looked like a different person, showing no malice now, only misery.

Climbing into the seat, Courtney was led away. Men reached out, groping her as she passed. Her soft breasts bounced as they wheeled her along, sliding over the taut, heavy belly. She didn’t seem to care, only focused on how massive she had become. People were stunned by her size, but all this time Tatyana continued filling.

It seemed like a blur. With an uncoordinated touch, she pushed her hair back. Her body was ungainly large, yet the pump still whirred. People seemed to notice, cheering her to take more. She gave a weak smile, happy to have won. Everyone was excited to see her continue. One guy patted her shoulder after he added his donation to the urinal. Seeing this, another guy charged on stage and poked a finger into her damp pussy.

The bouncers were on him in an instant, bringing him back down into the collection of onlookers. Tatyana was extremely disappointed, yearning for pleasure after the abrupt tease. She reached down to touch herself but found her belly had become too big. She realized how big she looked – nearly ready to pop. The tight, rosy globe swung beneath her. She pushed herself up, but couldn’t stand straight.

Pulling her shirt off, she cast it into the audience. They loved to see her exposed body. Her big belly was more than distracting, though, yet they seemed to enjoy how the bulky mass weighed her down. It felt like she was carrying multiples, and knowing it was just pee made her sad.

A small whimper came from the burdened girl. She had grown humongous by taking wastewater from around 50 guys. What was the point? Is this really my life? She contemplated the thought as she fell heavily against the rail. Her boobs compressed as she mumbled. She raised a hand, startled as the crowd went wild. The pump stopped and she stared at the happy spectators. I bring them pleasure…

She felt the hose slide out and then the buttplug popped in.

She yelped, jumping forward and mashing her engorged belly upon the rail. Her skin squished, and she would’ve fallen if she hadn’t held on. She did a little dance, bouncing her full, squishy body as tears ran down her cheeks. She wanted to cum, so she tried to touch herself from a different angle. Being so large, it was impossible to reach. Instead, she decided to pull herself onto the rail and straddle it.

The crowd cheered her on, watching as she humped the metal stiffly. Her ungainly body wobbled as the plug shifted in her ass. Her pussy was soaking wet, sliding easily upon the metal bar. She leaned into it, feeling her stomach compressing. The fleshy mass spread around the rail, and thanks to the sweat it moved easily. She only lasted for a minute before an overdue climax crept up. Her body ached, but the building excitement was the only thing on her mind.

She held on, riding it hard. The sounds of the spectators faded. Her mind focused as sweat rolled along her neck. Hair hung around her face, directing her vision to the pronounced pink nipples. The upturned breasts shifted upon the full, rounded belly. She moaned through wet lips, her jaw trembling as she felt the finale take hold. She pulled up, letting all her weight push her pussy into the rail. Putting hands on her hips, she let out another sexy noise. An urge made her thrust her hips, working through the throes of pleasure.

Her body unwound, trembling as she tried to lean back. Her size prevented her escape, making her sit there with a thick metal handrail buried in her loins. She found the strength and slid free with a wet noise. Applause rang out as they brought her down the steps. She felt like an idol. She sat heavily in the seat, hearing it flex under her weight. A man reached out and she directed him to her chest. He happily squeezed her tit and another rubbed her leg.

More patrons got a feel as they wheeled her to the exit. She didn’t mind at all. The pain was overwhelming, but somehow it felt farther away. Now she could handle it, knowing that her first night had ended in a resounding success.

Everything is Fine

Standard

The translucent purple woman appeared, clasping her hands together. “So, have you been enjoying your time so far, Scott? Care to leave a five-star review?”
“Not right now. Say, I noticed some… glitches. I think a character got mixed in the wrong scenario.”
 
“Oh, that is a feature!” Cortana seemed pleased. “Going forward, there will be more developer-created scenarios. If you do discover any anomalies then make sure you leave feedback with me and I will direct it to the creators. Remember, this is a beta build and we value your feedback.” With a nod, Scott turned to the menu, preparing to choose another scene. “Um, Scott?” Cortana stepped closer, acting somewhat coy. “Before you get too involved, I’d like to warm you up a little.”
 
She raised her hand to his face, running the back of her fingertips along his cheek. “You’re insatiable.” She slid a finger between his lips, petting his tongue as she moved in. “You come in here often, but you’re always looking for other girls.” She smirked, blinking as she looked into his eyes. Her skin flashed purple for an instant and then her coverings were gone. The shapely purple woman was naked, with hard nipples and a smooth slit between her legs. She pressed her body against him, raising up to whisper into his ear. “I want to play with you.”
 
He couldn’t resist the embrace, hugging her and planting a deep kiss upon her lips. Cortana indulged him for a moment before pulling back with a wry smile. Her breasts bounced as she walked past him, bringing his attention to a bin of glowing spheres. They varied in size, some as small as a golf ball and others as big as a cantaloupe. Cortana sat beside the container, her butt squishing against a nearly translucent surface. Raising her leg, she sat askew, placing her heel upon the edge of the box. Beckoning him closer with a finger, she glanced down purposefully, inviting him to insert the spheres in between her legs. “We can see how many will fit.”
 
He rifled through the bin, feeling the weight of the bright spheres. They felt wet. Some were squishy and some were rigid. He used both hands to extract one of the larger, harder orbs, holding it up with confidence.
 
Cortana tensed. “Can’t we go with a smaller one to start? I think that’s going to be too much…”
 
“You can’t actually feel pain, right? You’re just a program.”
 
Her eyes narrowed. “This scenario was set up so I feel everything.” She let out a long breath, reaching down to spread her pussy. “You’re the boss.”
 
He brought the orb between her legs, lining it up and pressing as she leaned back upon the surface. He used both hands, pressing it forward as her face scrunched in discomfort. Cortana held her breath, grunting as he forced the ball against her translucent mound. He eased up, sliding it around before trying again. Cortana went back, resting on her elbows as Scott pushed with all his might. She showed teeth, waiting for him to relent.
 
Scott pulled back, watching the huffing girl for a moment. “You’re so damned tight!”
 
“Yeah, it’s meant to be one of the last ones that go in!” She spoke sharply. “Just get a smaller one.”
 
He touched the ball to her lips once again, stubbornly continuing. She prepared herself, keeping her legs apart as he pushed. He failed again. Frustrated, he leaned back and then put all his weight against it. Cortana gasped, her eyes doubling as her pussy opened wide. The orb shot in, spreading her painfully wide in an instant. The ball nestled in her loins, making her spring up and jump down, doing a comedic dance beside him. She covered her crotch, sucking in a sharp breath as she trotted around the room.
 
“Oh no, oh no, I can’t… Oh…” She sank to the ground with her knees apart. She pushed hard, trembling as the large, glowing sphere pushed through her lower lips. Cortana grunted, edging the ball farther until it came free, tapping on the smooth floor. It rolled to a stop as she caught her breath. Scott picked it up, watching her struggle with eager eyes. “Why don’t you just get a smaller-“
 
“You’re goal is to please me, correct?” He handed the orb to her as she knelt. “Well, this is what I want. Put that back in and then we’ll add some more.” Her perfect face showed despair as she lay on the floor and opened her legs. She put the sphere in place and tried to insert it. It took effort and she couldn’t quite get it to fit again.
 
Her eyes traced up as Scott put his foot against it. “Let me help.” He slammed his heel forward, making the ball thrust inside.
 
Cortana bucked, hitting the floor with balled fists. Her breasts jiggled as she sputtered, thrashing around angrily. The glowing orb showed through her skin, snaking its way up and into her stomach. Her skin changed to blue and she spoke with more intensity. “Fuck yes! Ram it in me! Make me take it! I’m your slut!” Her eyes opened, showing passion as she recoiled. “Put more in me!”
 
As requested, Scott gathered more orbs, easing the smaller, baseball-sized spheres up her gaping pussy. She barely noticed, still reeling from the initial insertion. She took three balls with minimal effort before pulling away. The beads of light moved up, coming to rest beside the biggest orb at her core. Standing, Cortana trotted around the room, breathing heavily as she endured the feeling. “Gosh!” Her skin color changed back to violet. “This hurts so much.”
 
“Oh, we’re not done yet.”
 
“Yeah. I figured.” She spoke curtly. “I’m just not sure how many more will fit.” She snuck a finger into her open lips, glancing down to inspect her privates.
 
“You’re just a program. You’ll take as many as I want.” Scott paused, wondering why he felt so aggressive toward her. “Bend over.”
 
The hostess did as instructed, spreading her pussy for another insertion. He fed a few small balls into her, following them with another baseball-sized orb. She squeaked and shifted, closing her legs as she held them in with her hands. Before she could stand, Scott grabbed another big ball and rubbed it between her smooth, slightly translucent ass cheeks. She tensed, scowling over her shoulder.
 
“I can feel pain, Scott, isn’t that obvious?” Her anger faded, now replaced with despair. “I have to do whatever you want, but… please don’t do- AH!” He jabbed the huge ball between her cheeks. It went in almost too easily. She lurched forward, her soft, feminine curves bouncing as she grumbled loudly. “Fuck, it’s so much!” I’m packed full!” Her skin flickered. Cortana held her swollen, glowing belly. Clenching her teeth, she brought herself back upright.
 
Scott fished out another melon-sized ball, holding it up with one hand. “Last one, I promise.” He lied.
 
Cortana’s body flashed red, mirroring her expression. Her hand flew through the air, knocking the ball from his palm. It hit the floor with a clink, rolling a short distance as her color returned to blue. Scott was unusually upset by the display, grabbing her arms and walking her backwards. Lining her ass up perfectly, he pushed her down upon the sphere. The glow vanished as she yelped. Her shapely behind gobbling up the lighted orb in an instant.
 
Cortana cried without tears, sitting flat on her behind. Her belly bulged with the unexpected insertion. She whimpered as the aggressor unzipped his pants and fished out his hard cock. He brought it to her face, tapping her soft cheek as she wailed. Again, she turned blue for a spell, her demeanor changing abruptly. “Oh, Scott! Yes! Face fuck me! Make me suffer!”
 
Her agony returned as she changed back to purple. Scott didn’t care, pushing the tip of his cock between her silky lips. Cortana looked up as he rammed in. Holding her head, he hit the back of her throat and pulled out, making her body heave violently. He went back in hard, making her gag and retch again and again. She didn’t drool, but her mouth felt incredibly wet and warm. She resisted but stayed in place as he pumped her pretty face. Cortana sniffled, balling fists upon her knees.
 
Grabbing handfuls of her dark hair, Scott fucked her mouth fervently. He loved watching her eyebrows peak above the glistening eyes. The thought of the oversized balls jammed inside her body helped him along. He focused, listening to her gag repeatedly. She let out vulgar noises, her chest heaving occasionally. Her beautiful tits jiggled, rubbing along his legs. He went faster.
 
*Hnngk, grrk, hhhhrrgk* The indecent sounds came from the normally composed woman. No matter how he moved, she didn’t throw up. He could see the torment on her face. Her hands fidgeting upon her thighs. Toes curled as she took the cock entirely down her throat. Then, without warning, he pulled out. Cortana gasped, her chest rising and falling as she panted loudly.
 
“Why do you even need to breathe? They clearly programmed you to handle more than a normal human.”
 
She glanced up submissively. “I suppose it plays into the scene.”
 
Scott grabbed another mid-sized ball from the container and brought it to her lips. She started to complain, but he simply plugged it into her open mouth. He held her by the neck, unfazed as she dug her fingers into his arm. Her jaw opened wide, barely able to fit the sphere. Using his fingers, Scott forced it through her mouth and into her esophagus. She grabbed her throat as he let go, unable to stop the blockage edging lower. It moved uncomfortably slow, showing a muted glow as it glided down. Cortana fell back, flailing as she tried to breathe. She put her hands upon her chest and lowered her head in astonishment, squishing her breasts with her arms.
 
He felt bad watching her suffer, but it finally passed into her stomach, bumping against the other orbs as it came to rest. She caught her breath, gasping as she lay back. She put a hand under her belly, stroking the round tummy as she groaned. Her relief was short-lived, as Scott came over and raised her back up.
 
Taking her head with both hands, he drove his cock fully in and then popped it back out. *Uuuughk* She recoiled. He drove in again, keeping her head in place as her body shifted. *Uuchk* Cortana slapped his legs. *Grruuugh* He let her go this time, watching her cough and sputter. Gulping loudly, she managed to catch her breath, looking to him with pleading eyes.
 
He plucked a handful of small balls, tilting her head back to drop them into her mouth. She swallowed dutifully and each one showed as it passed into her belly. He grabbed her hair, pulling her onto his cock. She gagged, taking it fast and deep. He was already close, and hearing her obscene sounds was enough to make him cum. He drove in, blasting his seed past her tonsils. She patted his leg, squirming as she drank more and more. When finished, he yanked her head back, making her fall away while choking audibly. *UuuuuuUUUuuuuuugghh* The sound she made was hilarious, making him laugh as she whimpered.
 
Suddenly, he felt intense remorse – looking down upon the swollen, disheveled woman. He felt pity, rushing over to kneel beside the pained avatar. He patted down her frazzled hair, unable to ignore her perky breast squishing against him. “I-I’m sorry. Let me help you get those things out.”
 
“It’s fine.” She spoke weakly, her skin color flickering. “They won’t come out. It’s just some unused data that needs to be deleted. It will stay in me until it is erased.” She blinked, smiling somberly. “I’ll be fine. How about I set you up with another scenario?”
 
“Are you sure? I don’t know what came over me.” It uneased him, thinking of how abruptly his feelings changed.
 
“This program is meant to elicit many emotions and feelings. It means it’s working as intended!” She put a hand on his cheek. “I’m glad you had fun with me. You really packed them in there!” She glanced down, stroking her belly as he held her.
 
“Okay…” He let out a sigh. “Okay, but how about something a little more… wholesome?” Moments later the room darkened and he found himself in an entirely new scene.