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Comeuppance

Still sore, Lilly took some aspirin before heading back to bed for an extra few hours. It was midafternoon when the knock came. She lumbered to the door to see Katja waiting for her. “Come, you are to see something.” Lilly stumbled into the bathroom, smoothed her wild hair, and brushed her teeth before following. Katja brought her down the hall and into an open room where most of the other girls sat watching Gina, who was trapped in a newly constructed pillory. Her head and hands faced the crowd as Traci waited behind her. A large black bucket was suspended from the ceiling with a chunk of translucent tubing running from the side. The hose had a simple twist valve that kept the water from spilling onto the ground as it hung.

Katja directed her to join Traci. Lilly stepped behind the trapped woman in the center of the room and the woman beside her gave a disinterested glance.
Traci huffed, presenting the end of the hose. “You get to do the honors.”

“She lost track of you yesterday and I want her to suffer for it.” The Master said from the edge of the room. “Maybe after this you will learn to follow my instructions, Gina.”
Lilly felt empathy for the trapped girl, but she knew the punishment was mild compared to some of The Master’s games. I might be pregnant because of her, why should I care if I cause her a little discomfort.

Lilly spread her ass and spit, rubbing the nozzle around until it was decently lubricated. The tattooed girl whimpered as she pushed the flared end into her ass. Turning the valve, Lilly walked away and took a seat. The girl’s expression showed discomfort as she wiggled her behind occasionally.

They all observed the girl’s torment, watching quietly as she tried to tolerate the flow of water entering her backside. Gina’s long face turned in agony as the design stretched upon her inflating tummy. She lifted a foot and shook her ass in a fruitless attempt to avert the building discomfort. The girls watched her twisting and moaning in agony for a long while. Her midsection drooping as she was held in place, bent forward and unable to stop the water pooling inside her. The other girls commented on her willpower, glad that none of them had found their way into such a predicament. Eventually, the bucket ran dry. Her belly had inflated to look about eight months pregnant, sagging as she was trapped in place.

Traci held a bulbous butt plug that was attached to a harness. “Plug her up.”

Lilly carefully removed the hose and hurriedly inserted the plug. Gina yelped and jumped as they affixed the straps. Traci put two restraints upon Gina’s wrists before she unlatched the pillory and allowed the pained girl to stand. Gina danced in agony, “Please, I’m so sorry! I will do anything else, just not this! I can’t hold it!”

The Master scoffed. “You aren’t sorry yet. This will teach you to be more responsible.”
Traci put a restraint around each of her upper thighs. She grabbed Gina’s arms, slapping the girl’s breast a few times to get her to stand still. A butler brought her a long formal brown maternity dress, which Traci guided over her expanded frame. It took a moment to align, but once in place there were two small holes cut by the thighs. This allowed Traci to attach her wrist cuffs to the restraints on her legs, forcing the girl to keep her hands at her sides. The brown straps blended well with her long sleeved dress, appearing to be part of the ensemble to the untrained eye.

Gina’s sad brown eyes revealed her immense torment. Traci led her away as The Master got their attention. “Everyone get dressed, we are having guests in thirty minutes.” Lilly followed the rest of the girls into the hall and they separated into their rooms to prepare for the visit from unknown clients. Lilly wore a plum colored ankle-length, strapless dress. She moved her breasts up as she fit into the snug attire, giving her a pleasant amount of cleavage. She applied subtle makeup and ventured upstairs to socialize. I am kind of glad we will see some visitors. I know they are just Johns, but it will be a nice to have some straightforward sex.

Gina stood against the wall as a plain looking middle-aged man talked about himself. Gina was barely hiding her discomfort as sweat glistened on her brow and she shifted uncomfortably. Her companion was oblivious, rambling about how much money he was making at his new job. He seemed to be undeterred by her dominant belly.

Moving to the next room, Julie and Traci both sat chatting with an even older man. He eyed her as Julie finished her story. The man smirked as he turned back and excused himself. He stood and approached Lilly with an intoxicating confidence. The man took her hand and planted a light kiss. “My name is Patrick; it’s a pleasure to meet you.”

Lilly’s heart fluttered. I have never met someone so smooth – he makes a wonderful first impression. “I’m Lilly.” There was a moment of uncertainty as they both expected her to continue. I’m a real charmer, she thought sarcastically.
“It is a wonderful evening; perhaps I can take you on a walk before dinner?”
“I… I think we should stay here for the night.” He said we can’t leave the house, but maybe this could be an exception? “How do you know our host?”
“We are business partners. I visit a couple of times per year to check in.”
 
He is being intentionally vague. I bet he is a real freak behind closed doors. I have met men like him before. She knew his cool charm was too good to be true. Still, I have to keep him entertained. That is what separates the prostitutes from the escorts: the foreplay. They chatted for about a half an hour before the butler summoned them for dinner.

Patrick led Lilly into the dining room. The conceited man who shadowed Gina helped the swollen woman into her seat. That punishment is worse than I thought. How long is he going to make her hold it? Gina’s face showed her misery as she plopped into the chair. The man struggled to slide her into place. He moved her too much and pressed her stomach into the edge of the table, eliciting a sad moan from the pained woman. He apologized and sat beside her.

With a few girls absent, the rest sat with various men in suits sprinkled between them. The Master tapped his glass with a utensil. “I am pleased everyone was able to attend. I hope you all enjoy this meal as well as the following desserts.” He smiled at the various ladies. “My only request is that you assist me with a little problem before you engage with your chosen company this evening.”

That sounds foreboding. The man sat and everyone started eating. The main dish was grilled Mahi-mahi and some interesting looking side dishes. Lilly had to build up courage to try some, but they all tasted wonderful. She couldn’t help stealing glances from Gina, who sat prodding at her food from across the table. Her companion smiled and said something to her. She made no response and Lilly could see he was getting irritated.

The Master took another bite as he watched the couple. “Gina, our chefs spent a great deal of time for this meal, you need to eat more than that.” Gina nodded to him and looked at her plate. She stabbed a bite of fish and placed it in her mouth, chewing with mild disgust. She had an audience by this point, and The Master shook his head. “Perhaps some wine would help? Owen, help her, please.”
Owen, the man next to her, took her cup of wine and brought it to her lips. She shook her head, but still gulped down some of the greenish-yellow wine. She coughed as he raised the base of the glass, forcing her drink even more. He brought the cup down as she recovered, looking frustrated.

“Gina is being punished today.” The Master said impassively. “She let one of our girls get man-handled by society. The girl is in no danger, but Gina needs discipline regardless.” He motioned to his butlers. He whispered a few phrases into the man’s ear before the servant led her away. “And that, my friends, is the problem we shall tackle after our dinner.”

They ate for a while longer, but Lilly could tell everyone was anxious, wondering what would befall Gina. Lilly excused herself to use the bathroom. Patrick bowed his head with acceptance as she made her way downstairs, hearing a noise beyond the door at the end of the hall. The butler that accompanied Gina exited and closed the door, heading upstairs. Lilly’s heart skipped a beat as she approached the closed door, knowing she should just leave the poor girl to her fate.

Instead, she eased the door open and stepped into the room. Gina sat in the center, still wearing her long brown dress with her wrists restrained to her thighs. Now, however, those bonds were also linked to some hooks upon the chair. She also wore a leather wraparound open-mouth gag with a small lock on the side. Two connected stainless steel rings forced her to keep her mouth spread open. The woman groaned, looking despondent.

Lilly stepped closer, putting a hand on Gina’s taught belly. She could feel the warmth of her skin from the beneath the layered chiffon dress. Gina spoke sloppily through the restraint. “You have to help me. Take this off, please! I can’t take any more!” Nearly weeping as she begged.
“I can’t, he will be back any moment and he will notice if you’re gone.”
“Please, please, please! I will do anything for you if you just free my hand, that’s all I’m asking!”

Lilly licked her lips nervously, looking for any unseen witness or camera. Once confident they were alone, she reached down and unclasped the bond on Gina’s right hand. The girl frantically worked her hand free and set to unlatching the hooks from the chair. She held her belly as she trotted clumsily to the door. She stopped with a loud gasp as footsteps approached. She searched for another escape, panicked as the door opened. The man’s chiseled face allowed a slight smile. “You aren’t finished quite yet, my dear.” He turned to the man behind him. The butler directed her back to the seat and reattached her bindings.

Gina groveled, begging the man to let her go to the restroom. Of course, he ignored her. The Master walked to Lilly, rubbing his thumb along her cheek. “She could have gotten you hurt or worse. You should not have tried to help her, now you only made her punishment more severe.” The men and women from upstairs stood watching in near silence.

The woman attached to the sturdy wooden chair trembled. She was a pitiful sight as she tried to talk with her mouth held open. “I learned my lesson, I will be more careful next time!” Drool glistened on the edge of the gag.
The Master shook his head. “I believe you, but now I’m using you as an example.” He waved another butler to retrieve a small rolling cart from the edge of the room. The servant removed the cloth to reveal a rubber ball, a strip of leather, a large transparent funnel with connected tube, and a quart carton of heavy whipping cream.

“Lilly, you are to do the honors.” The man in charge commanded, pointing to the funnel and then the carton. She looked around, seeing the other girls and their companions watching with varying levels of interest. Gina gave an exaggerated shake of her head with a pleading expression. Lilly begrudgingly took the funnel and put the end of the hose into the girl’s open mouth. It fit into the rings snugly as she took the open carton of cream and held it with her off hand. At his command, Taryn came behind the woman in the chair and held her head steady.

Lilly knew what she had to do. “I’m sorry, Gina.” She poured the thick white substance into the clear funnel and watched it slide down the tube and into Gina’s mouth. She tried to turn away, but Taryn kept her in place, tilting her head up to allow the cream to collect in her mouth. There was a small gap, allowing air to continually force more downward. Gina, however, refused to swallow as her cheeks bulged out.

“If you spill a drop then I will make you drink twice as much!” The Master said sternly.

Nearly to overflow, Gina finally gulped it down; she clenched her eyes as she continued swallowing the thick substance. Lilly paused until she finished what was already in the tube, allowing the woman to catch her breath. Taryn gave her an urging look. Lilly lifted the carton once again, splashing more cream into the funnel. She continued, with a few pauses and many frantic motions from the victim, until the entire container was empty. She withdrew the funnel’s hose and Gina wretched, her whole body convulsed and it looked as if she might vomit.

Taryn snatched the ball from the table and fit it into Gina’s gag. She grabbed the strip of leather and hastily affixed it over the open section of her mouth, creating a seal so nothing could come back up. At least, nothing can come out. Lilly stepped away and decided to rejoin the crowd. The Master put a hand on the heavily inflated woman’s shoulder as he spoke. “This will be a lasting reminder for her to be careful. Now, I shall open bids for some time with her before she empties.”

“Four thousand.”
“Six thousand!”
“Seven!”
Patrick smiled as he glanced to Lilly. “Eleven thousand for her and the one in purple.” He watched, and no one countered.
“Very well, he gets a package deal.” The others murmured for a short time before The Master continued. “Now you all shall take your ladies to their rooms to leave this trio to their fun!” He followed them out.

The butler unhooked Gina from the chair; Patrick and Lilly helped the rotund woman through the hall and into her room. The woman appeared distant as she sat upon her king sized bed. The man flipped her dress up to see the harness holding the plug in her ass. With her legs apart, it left her glistening pussy exposed. He brushed his fingertip over her privates and enjoyed how she squirmed.

“I hope you don’t mind, but I couldn’t pass up such an… interesting opportunity.”
“You like them big, don’t you?” Lilly asked playfully. I have to make his experience enjoyable, but I bet he will finish pretty quickly. I just hope Gina can last. Lilly stroked the crotch of the man’s pants. “What turns you on?” She was far more confident in the bedroom, she realized.

Patrick moved her arms up and removed her dress, pleased that she was naked beneath. He unbuttoned his shirt as he directed her. “Give her a good lick, but don’t you dare let her cum.”

Lilly used all her strength to slide the burdened woman to the edge of the bed. Kneeling, she gave the girl a few quick licks. I’m afraid she’s going to cum as soon as I start. The man undressed behind them as he waited for a show. Lilly decided to prolong the experience as she started probing Gina’s pussy. She shook Gina’s filled belly, causing the girl to grumble as she was being pleasured. Gina pushed her hips upward as the pain subsided.

Lilly stood and put a hand in the center of her friend’s fleshy midsection, pressing downward forcefully. Gina gave muted screams from behind the gag, shaking her whole body in an attempt to diffuse the pain. Lilly was about to go to her knees once again when the man edged her aside. “My turn.” He lifted her legs, with her arms still trapped at her sides. The man slipped himself inside, pushing his weight down upon her as he bottomed out. He rolled her backward, causing her hips to push up against him. Gina struggled to break free, but it was fruitless. The man slammed her with no regard, ignoring her obvious torment.

He lifted her hips higher, nearly standing above her on the bed as he drove his cock down and into her. He reached down and removed the covering from her gag, allowing her to speak somewhat. Gina was past using words, however, screaming with each thrust and thrashing her restrained hands wildly as he pumped her from above. It looked awkward, the older man squishing the heavily inflated girl in the tight dress. She gave pained whimpers, grunting in extreme agony as he gave one final hard thrust. He pulled out and let her fall onto the bed, bouncing slightly as her legs straightened. The man stroked himself as he went to a knee and launched streams of hot jizz onto her face.

Gina couldn’t fight back as the man inserted his cock into her open mouth, shooting the last few loads down her throat. Lilly felt bad for the girl as he held in place, buried in her mouth until he was finished. She gagged as he withdrew. “That was fun.” He tucked his limp cock away as he stepped down to the floor. He marveled at the immense woman lying spread, coughing upon the bed. He patted the restrained girl’s knee. “If you make her cum then you can empty out, deal?” She lay motionless, finally recovered from the coughing fit. The man angrily jabbed two fingers against the harness over her ass. Gina jerked away in an instant, vehemently agreeing due to the pain.

Patrick ushered Lilly onto the bed. “Clean her up first.” Lilly made a show of licking the man’s seed from Gina’s cheek and swallowing it. The man watched as he sat on the adjacent sofa. She traced her tongue along the disjointed woman’s face, lapping up every spot of the sticky substance.
“All gone.” Lilly could see Gina was now expressionless, devoid of any pain or anguish. A few remaining tears streamed from her empty eyes. That’s not good at all.
The man smiled. “Good, now sit on her face. Bring her back to the fun.”

Sighing sadly, Lilly lowered herself onto the swollen woman’s open mouth. Gina made no attempt to please her, so Lilly went even lower spreading her legs until she was smothering the poor girl. Gina clicked back to reality, thrusting her hips up in an attempt to wriggle free. Lilly lost her balance and fell forward onto the woman’s mountainous belly. Gina wailed, startling Lilly as she frantically shot upward. The woman in brown had a new sense of urgency, giving short, quick gasps as she furiously darted her tongue in Lilly’s pussy.

Leaning forward with care, Lilly found a spot where minimal weight was on the distended belly, resting her head on the pleasantly warm stomach. She found comfort as she felt orgasm coming. Lilly held the girl’s ass as she moved her own hips, feeling the girl’s extended tongue brushing her button.

The man, aroused again, approached hastily. His dick was hard and ready as he jammed it into the unsuspecting woman’s opening. Putting his hands on her sides, Lilly was already at the point of no return, pushing her hips lower to muffle the restrained woman’s screams. He forced her downward onto the girl’s belly and fucked her wildly. Lilly’s orgasm came as the man pumped the bottom girl faster. He lasted only a few seconds, pulling out to shoot his load into Lilly’s mouth and Gina’s trimmed mound.

There was a long pause before the man unclipped Gina’s hand restraints and went back to the couch. Lilly rolled aside as the inflated girl lazily lifted her burdened frame. Lilly spun around and promptly assisted her, leading her with slow, calculated steps toward the bathroom. Her hefty stomach swayed as they went in and closed the door. Fumbling with the harness around her waist, Lilly held the edge of the butt-plug as the girl readied herself to sit upon the toilet. “Do it… please…” It was one of the saddest things Lilly ever heard. She popped the toy free and washed her hands as the girl gave tormented cries, releasing unreal amounts of water.

Back in the room, Patrick sat leisurely. “Come, sit with me until she comes out.”
“I don’t think she can handle any more tonight.”
He smiled. “I think you’re right, but I want to make sure she’s okay before I bring you back to your room. That was quite the punishment for her.”
Lilly nodded, leaning against the man as he casually rubbed her breast. Deep down he does care. Lilly nuzzled against the older man’s chest.

Harley’s Party

“Thanks for the gift, Mr. J! I’ll take care of little miss bat-brain for you!” Harley glowed as she watched the Joker upon the monitor. He was leaning out of the car, firing wildly as it swerved around a corner.

“Be sure that you do, sweet-ums! I can only keep the Bat entertained for so long!” He moved the phone into the car to watch one of his henchmen behind the wheel, who kept glancing over nervously. “It’s even harder with help like this!” The Joker held his revolver to the man’s head. “Go faster you numb-skull! He’s only chasing us with a tank!” His characteristic laugh was the last thing Harley heard as the call ended.

“He’s such a doll. He told me to throw you a party! Isn’t that thoughtful?”

Barbara Gordon struggled against the rope wound around her midsection. Joker’s thugs got a lucky hit in and had tied her to a short, heavy wooden table. She couldn’t come close to breaking it, she knew. Harley removed her mask, allowing her red hair to hang freely upon the ground. Barbara’s defiant green eyes watched the showy clown princess. “Barbara Gordon? Ha! Ain’t that a laugh!”

“You don’t have long. Robin is probably already watching us.”

Harley stepped behind the subdued heroine and yanked her tight-fitting boots and pants off. Barbara struggled fruitlessly. Her firm rump elevated as her face pressed against the wood. “Maybe your crush will enjoy the show then!” Harley’s dyed pigtails bounced as she shook her head. “Or maybe little Robin is off dealing with a cat burglar. Oh, wait, was I supposed to keep that secret? I can never tell who Selina is with these days.” She laughed.

“Oh, I’m just kiddin’! We both know Robin is just too goody-two-shoes for that kind of thing.” Harley grabbed a small ball from her pocket. “Now, about this party we’re having – I’ve got the perfect way to start!” She licked the ball and placed it between Barbara’s exposed cheeks. She grabbed her wooden baseball bat and wound up dramatically for the swing. She tapped it right on the spot, forcing the wet ball into Batgirl’s ass.

Barbara yelped and squirmed. The pain just subsided as Harley planted another semi-damp ball between her pliable ass-cheeks. She swung again, knocking a second ball into the helpless hero. “Little batsy having a hard time? Well, might as well try for three!” She put a third in place and turned the baseball bat, using the large end to force the sphere into the screaming woman.

Harley danced in front of a grunting Barbara. “You think that’s bad?” She spoke sweetly before angrily yelling the rest. “Wait until you get a load of this!” She pulled out a detonator switch and made a show of pressing the button. Barbara felt three sequential pops in her bowels. Her belly bulged in time with the blasts. Harley laughed manically as Barbara struggled, her belly now swollen outward. “You’ll be farting confetti for a month!”

The door slammed open. “Everything okay, boss?”
“Of course it is, you idiot!” Harley was about to berate the goon, instead she gave a thoughtful look to Batgirl. “Actually, you two got here just in time. I think she was getting lonely. You can’t have a party with just two.” The two thugs closed the door and stepped in, grinning from ear to ear. They both stared at the partially clothed, unmasked woman tied to a table.

“Take off your pants, you hornballs! You ain’t getting’ me, but you can imagine it as you plow her!”

Trotting to a nearby table, Harley pulled away a sheet to reveal a cake, a bowl of fizzy cola, and two wrapped presents. “Who wants some cake?” Harley held the confection in front of her victim. She grabbed a handful of the generic chocolate cake and stuffed it against Barbara’s closed mouth. “Eat up or I will get upset!” Harley forced a second handful mostly into her mouth this time.  “You can have your cake and eat it too!” She happily continued force-feeding the hero.

“No more.” Barbara managed to mumble in between bites.
“Aww, so humble. It’s okay, you’re kind of skinny.“ She grabbed the last big glob of cake and pushed it into Batgirl’s mouth.  “Isn’t that yummy?”

The goons stood behind her, naked from the waist down. They moved closer. “Not so fast, there are still presents to open!”  Harley grabbed a handful of napkins to clean the girl’s face. “Care for something to drink?” Barbara shook her head. “Oh well, your loss.” She opened the larger present. It was a large plastic syringe. “You know what this is, batsy?”

Harley proceeded to place the tip into the bowl of cola and drew the handle upward. “Looks like you’re going to get some pop after all!” Once it was full, she carried it over and wiggled the tip into her ass. Her victim kicked and struggled, but the henchmen easily held her legs apart. Barbara felt the end slip in and then a blast of ice-cold fluid poured into her rectum. “I bet you didn’t expect to get popped like this, eh bats?” Harley guffawed. She had one of her henchmen bring the bowl closer and set it behind her. “You were pretty hungry, so I’m sure you’ll want most of this to wash it down!” She shrugged. “Wash it up? I dunno how this is going to work.” She cackled.

Barbara felt another blast of chilly fluid go into her ass. She grumbled and struggled, but she was unable to break free. Another load pushed inside. Barbara’s belly audibly detested the unwelcome dose. The fourth hurt immensely as Harley forced it in. “Looks like she’s at her limit. There is so much left… Might as well go for one more drink!” Barbara wiggled her ass in a fruitless attempt to evade the enema. She screeched, begrudgingly accepting the liquid. Once the tip came free she involuntarily let some out. Batgirl whimpered as she fought to retain the rest.

“Aw, what a sight.” Harley allowed her to struggle for a short time before hitting one of the brutes on the shoulder. “Well, what are ya waiting for? Plug her up!”

One of the goons moved behind her and carefully placed the tip of his cock against her pinched asshole. He pressed in as the victim yelped and groaned. Halfway in, he paused. “Wait, what’s the other present, boss?”

“Good question!” Harley ripped open the tiny package to reveal a large, bulbous butt plug. “Looks like she had a plug after all… Oh well!” She came closer and bent down to look Barbara in the eyes. “How you doin’, party animal?”

“Go to hell, Harleen!”
“She’s got quite a mouth! I think you should plug that up!” The second goon moved in front of her and grabbed a tuft of her hair, enticing her to open her mouth and let him inside. The man behind her had been easing his way in slowly, and he was now balls deep.

Batgirl couldn’t imagine herself in such a predicament, huffing as the ruffian used his cock to seal her ass. He began a slow rhythm, allowing her backside to retain most of the fluid. The man in front pressed in without prompt. He slid past her tonsils quickly. She wretched and turned, sputtering and coughing. He jerked her hair and he started again, sliding his notably large, thick cock down her throat. She choked it down unwillingly. He moved carefully, which allowed her to accept it entirely.

Harleen made a showy gesture. “Look at that bulge! She’s taking every inch of it!”

The man behind her drew back and slammed his shaft up her filled ass. Barbara gagged on the cock in her mouth, unable to get away from the painful intruder in her backside.

“I ain’t gonna last long, boss.” The burly man spoke defeatedly.
“What do I care? Pop it in her ass, I’m sure she won’t mind, right bats?” She choked again in response. Harley crawled atop the victim and sat open legged upon her back. She spread Batgirl’s ass as the henchmen increased his speed. Barbara felt every inch sliding in her ass, stirring up the carbonated drink in her belly. The man who used her mouth increased pace as well. Harley glanced over her shoulder, smiling.

“You boys can just imagine that you’re railing me down here.” Harley leaned forward, lying upon the restrained heroine. She looked up to the man fucking Barbara’s ass as she held it open. “Just imagine that you’re slipping in and out of my tight little behind. Your hard cocks exploring my warm nooks and crannies.” Harley’s firm ass showing to the other man from beneath her contour hugging latex suit. He could see her skin-tight red and black leggings.

Both men weren’t holding back at this point. They slammed Barbara relentlessly until they both reached climax, one after the other. “There ya go! Fill the bat! Teach her a lesson!” Harley wiggled her behind atop the subdued girl. “Doesn’t that feel good, havin a bunch of spunk comin in from both directions?” She jumped up and spanked Barbara’s supple rump. The girl only managed a gargling noise as the goon’s cock still blocked her throat, forcing seed into her belly. “I think she likes it!”

Harley stepped aside and grabbed the butt plug from the table. “I guess we do need this after all!” She danced closer and shoved the henchman behind Barbara away. Harley quickly pressed a long object into her sticky butthole before following it with the pear shaped butt plug. The man in front slid his cock out and stepped away, leaving lines of drool and sperm to fall to the floor. She had no time to think about all of the man’s seed she had swallowed, as she felt a rumbling in her bowels. Sharp pains caused her to scream in agony, causing confusion as the men watched her. Her belly grew noticeably, swelling as it churned. “Make it stop!”

Harley laughed as she watched. “Afraid I can’t help now. Those candy mints make quite the reaction, don’t they? I put a whole package in you!” Batgirl clenched her teeth and struggled against her bonds. Harley stepped back, pleased with the display. “Fine, cut her loose. She can’t do much with that spare tire anyway!”

One man grabbed a knife from his vest and cut the rope. Barbara tumbled onto her back, her belly now allowed to grow freely upward. The tight latex of her suit was pushed up just beneath her breasts. Her distended belly appeared to be ready to pop, as her exposed lower half lay lifeless. Her pussy was wet with her own juices as she struggled to endure the pain.

Harleen put the flat of her shoe against the girl’s privates. Barbara moved weakly, attempting to stop her, failing to reach around her heavy belly. “I don’t want to kill you tonight, bats, I just want you to remember this lesson.” She pressed her foot harder. Batgirl let out a weak sigh as she gripped her stomach. The worst has passed, but I can’t quite reach her. Barbara tried to ignore the discomfort as the air in her belly searched for an escape. The reaction seemed to stop, and her belly was at its peak.

She groaned and feigned extra anguish to search the room. Her utility belt was a few feet away, but in her state she knew she wouldn’t reach it fast enough. With Harley’s shoe pressing against her exposed vagina, she chose another option. She pressed her hips upward, moaning as she closed her eyes. Sweat dampened her red hair as she lay at their mercy.

“Get a load of this, she’s into it!” Harley pressed just a bit harder, causing her to gasp and moan. “Well, I was going to be nice and not use her cooter, but you only live once, right? Get back in there, mush for brains.” She picked the goon with the larger, still semi-erect cock. He went to his knees and moved closer.

“Wait, let me be on top, please!” I can reach my belt if I just get the upper hand.

The goon ignored her pleas. His painted face showing his teeth in a creepy grin as he moved his cock up and down against her warm, wet lips. He guided himself inside as he watched her face contort. “I wanna watch you squirm, bitch.” The man’s voice was coarse. He moved his torso lower, putting weight on her inflated belly. He pressed in as he lay upon her. She knew he wouldn’t last long even though it was his second round.

The other goon stepped closer to the observing villainess. His organ grew rigid, and his eyes watched Harley’s formed backside as she paid him no mind. The man set his jaw and brought a hand to touch her ass indecisively. Harley turned and smiled playfully. “I see what you really want.” She grabbed his cock and rubbed it gently. “You want a little love from mama, don’tcha?”

Barbara mustered all of her strength and rolled her aggressor onto his back. She lay upon him, showing her agony as the liquid and air sloshed in her belly. The man had slipped out, but it was wet enough to allow him right back in. “I like it when a lady takes charge.” The man raised his hips, effortlessly lifting her added weight, and began pounding her. She could barely focus as he fucked her. The belt is right there, I just need to reach it.

A gunshot caused them both to freeze. The man fell to the ground beside Harley. He had pulled her suit low enough to show most of her left breast. She ignored the exposure as she talked down to the corpse. “You goddamn buffoon! You stupid sack of crap! You know I’m off limits, but you try anyway! Why are men so stupid!” Her unbridled rage faded as she turned to the man beneath an inflated Batgirl. “What are you watching me for?” She seemed to snap back into a good mood. “The party is still goin’!” Blood pooled beside her and she stepped away indifferently.

The man resumed pounding Barbara. Thankfully, I think that distraction bought me some more time before he finishes. She leaned forward, bracing herself with her arms as he pounded her pussy. He lifted her enough that she could plant her feet subtly and she waited until he was nearly finished before she took action. Now! She shot forward as fast as her burdened body allowed. Grabbing her utility belt, she looked back to see the man shooting strings of cum into the air and Harley aiming her gun.

Batgirl launched a batarang, knocking the gun underneath a nearby desk. She quickly found the grappling hook and launched it onto the leg of the low, heavy table she was strapped to. She tugged with all her strength and watched it catch and fall upon the still distracted thug. She heard something snap, followed by his whimpering, knowing that he wouldn’t be a threat any more.

The painted woman grabbed her baseball bat and tucked her breast back into her suit as she buttoned it again. “Nice moves for a tub like you!” She tossed a party favor, distracting Batgirl, as she lunged forward and kicked her right in the belly. Barbara rolled backwards, shrieking in misery. Harley brought the bat around to swing, but Batgirl triggered her trap. A small explosion caused the floor to disappear beneath the wild villainess.

After the dust settled, Barbara looked down to see Harley Quinn lying unconscious amidst the rubble. She’ll live. She stood awkwardly, looking at the scene. They saw my face. The thug did not know who she was, but Harley sure did. Barbara only hoped she hit with enough force to cause some short-term memory loss. I’ll deal with that later if I have to.

She decided it was time to turn on her GPS tracker. Barbara hit the hidden button in her suit and took stock of herself. I can’t let Tim find me like this. Naked from the waist down with a belly that appeared noticeably pregnant; she shuffled to her clothes and bent down to grab them carefully.

Barbara hurried to pull her top down and her pants up, struggling to buckle her utility belt over her inflated belly. Her snug pants pressed the plug in her ass deeper, causing even more torment. Her tummy surged and roiled as she snapped the belt together; luckily it stretched more than she expected. Her suit was incredibly tight, but that helped to hide her distended belly. It pained her to bend down for her mask, but she knew Tim would be here soon. She moved her hair aside and slipped on her cowl, huffing laboriously.

She mentally focused herself, trying to ignore the discomfort and think of how to clean up this mess. She hurriedly redressed the half-naked thugs and used her hacking tool to erase the camera footage. It took time, but eventually she hid all clues that might cause Tim to think she was captured. All finished.

Mere moments passed before she heard something above her – Robin perched in the rafters. “Looks like you had fun.” He dropped down and took stock of the unconscious trio.

I’m glad he’s not very observant sometimes. She took special care not to touch her squished belly. “Yeah, took some effort this time. Mind bringing them in for me, Tim? I need to head back.”
“They must’ve done a number on you. You look like crap.”
“I survived.”
Tim grinned. “Yeah, I’ll clean up here. Nice job.”
She wondered if he had been there longer than she realized. Batgirl pushed the thought out of her mind. “All in a night’s work, Boy Wonder.” They laughed. Barbara hid her pain as she launched a grappling hook and disappeared out the window.Hopefully no one will ever know about tonight. The things we do for this city…

Humble Prayer Part 2

The following morning brought hope. Villa had spread the word that Pashia had blessed a mortal in the area. Only a few of the townsfolk believed her. She walked at the head of the group alongside Serrah as they left town. Both had received a blessing, but it was clear that Villa had been the favored mortal. She had received the more spirited encounter. Her back hole surprisingly didn’t hurt today, she just felt a little bloated. Villa was clearly blessed. She was beaming when they saw their idol lying in the grass.

“Mistress, we have come to pay homage and receive your blessing.” The woman sat up, her breasts rested upon her belly; they looked surprisingly supple.  “We bring six new followers.” There were three older women, one fresh faced girl, and two men.

Their mistress was visibly upset. “This is a pathetic following.”
“This is all we could gather overnight, but word shall spread quickly, I swear.”
She thought for a while. “Very well,” She pointed to the younger girl. “I wish to bless you. Come closer and remove your coverings.”

The girl’s parents removed her loincloth and nudged her forward. She was small and must have just recently blossomed; she walked nervously. She knelt and the mistress guided her head to her organ. She licked it gently and after some time the mistress leaned the girl onto her back. She entered the girl – she screamed. This was obviously the poor girl’s first encounter. She would enjoy it by the end. Villa was amazed that the mistress could hold her weighted belly over the small framed girl without wavering. Her breasts swayed as she pressed in and out of the girl, slowly and carefully. The girl grunted with each press.

The mistress didn’t take long to reward the girl with her seed. After she had emptied fully she sat back and directed the girl to stay on her back. Looking to the girl’s parents, she asked them to approach. “Join me.” The father was uncertain. “Both of you.” The mother and father walked closer, removing their loincloths. The mistress positioned the mother over her daughter. The young girl watched as her mother’s face as the mistress entered her from behind.

Villa marveled at the sight. Her mistress, swollen perfectly, was not gentle with the mother. Her firm, round breasts pushed into the air with the forward motions of her enormous belly. She turned to the father. He hesitated, but still came to her. She licked his organ before swallowing it fully. He grunted as she pulled back. “Enter me.” He moved behind her and rested upon his knees. The mistress leaned forward and waited, allowing him to find his way in. Once he hit the spot she tensed and gave a distressed look. He slid in, closing his eyes. She did as well, pressing into the mother. They didn’t move for a time.

The mistress moved her hips, one way pressing her springy backside onto the father’s member, the other way pressing impressive organ into the mother. The young girl watched from beneath. They moved in sequence until the father grunted and thrusted quickly, finishing. “Stay in there.” The mistress increased her pace and shortly after she filled the mother. They rested for a moment before disentangling themselves. The family rejoined the other spectators. The mistress stood and pointed to Villa. “You next.”

Villa smiled as she walked closer. The mistress held her hips, turning her, and pushing her upper body down. She lightly smacked her inner thighs; she spread her legs wider as she bent forward. She balanced herself on her hands and waited. She felt the warm organ probing her from behind. Still wet, it came to her butt and began to enter. It hurt, but her urge to feel it deep inside allowed her to ignore the pain. It went in smoothly and it didn’t stop until it was buried as deep as it could go. Villa quivered as she enjoyed the sensations.

The mistress almost fully withdrew and then slammed back in. Villa screamed and almost fell forward. The mistress held her hips in place as she drew out and plunged back in. She repeated the process as Villa wailed and tried to get free. There was such force with each thrust that it caused her knees to buckle, but she was held in place effortlessly. Two more thrusts and then she felt the warm substance shooting into her behind. She could feel the organ slide out; she held the fluid in as she walked away. She looked back to her mistress, who had been grinning like a wolf. “Keep it in you until nightfall.” This was the price of worship, she knew. She stepped to the side weakly, and sat to watch the other followers receive their blessings.

The sun started to descend and they all had been given a blessing in their wombs – except her; she knew she had to be special. She was so thirsty. She headed to the stream and filled a bucket. She decided to drink straight from the waterway. She drank continuously for minutes, stopping only to catch her breath. She couldn’t seem to sate herself. The sun was setting, so she decided she had best return to the village. She noticed that she had retained a great deal of the water in her belly. She had no urge to relieve herself, either. Her stomach had swollen and her hips and breasts as well. She was nowhere near the size of the mistress, but she might be able to get to that point in a few days. It must have been due to the blessing she had received in her behind. This must be preparing her for her upcoming children. She wanted to grow more! But, she knew she must rest first.

Her followers visited her daily with new girls to bless. Over time they erected a modest shrine in her honor. Every blessed girl grew slowly over the months and once they had grown to the limit they grew something else between their legs. The girls had newfound strength and the urge to spread their seed using their new organ.

Villa grew differently; her hips had widened considerably as had her breasts and belly, yet no penis formed. The stupid girl still enjoyed the pain, so Elise didn’t hold back when they did mate. Her backside was always tighter than anyone else no matter how forceful she was.
One day Villa and Serrah showed up without any new offerings. Elise found her to be an adequate distraction for a spell, but after three days she became angry with her followers.  “I need more women to bless! Do not fail me or you will face my wrath.”
“But there are no more women in town who wish for blessings.” Villa pleaded.
“There are women who don’t wish to receive this gift?” She motioned Villa closer, spreading her legs and bending her forward she entered her vassal. It was wet and it went in with ease. “Why would someone avoid this pleasure? Isn’t this enjoyable?”

“Yes, mistress, it is wonderful!”
Elise drew back until her organ slipped out. She used her hand to guide it into the other hole. Villa tensed as she slid inside her ass, “how about this?”
“Of course, it is s-still nice.”
“Nice?!” She bit her lip and thrusted.
Villa jerked forward and sniffled. “Y-YES! It is… is wo-WONDERFUL!” She yelled as she accepted the organ.

Elise rammed into her, going as fast as she could. Villa groaned and grunted with each stroke. She felt her tense upon her – Villa was orgasming. She continued relentlessly as her worshipper tried not to pull away, the feeling must be overwhelming her. Elise tried to prolong this encounter as punishment. “You will stay here tonight. Tonight you are mine.” She waved Serrah away. The girl bowed her head and walked toward town, her belly large and her penis erect; she would get no release today.

Elise continued slamming into the large, supple behind. Villa’s breasts and belly slapped together as she thrusted. Her hips had widened enough to provide a perfect handle. Some time passed before Elise could hold no more and she released into her vassal. She started again, whispering in the girl’s ear, “You must endure.” Elise had amazing endurance due to her blessings. She rested for only a short time between each spent seed. They coupled well into the night. After five blessings she finally allowed Villa to rest. She was noticeably sore and tired. She crumpled to the ground and passed out. Elise was sated for the evening, but she wanted more – she *needed* more.

The sun was low when Villa awoke, sore and feeling heavy. Her legs were raised to the heavens as her mistress pressed into her. This being the first time she could look into her eyes as she received her gift. Her mistress looked majestic in the morning light. The pain didn’t bother her as it had before. “May I ask for a blessing in the front this time?” She reached beneath her bouncing belly and spread herself eagerly. The mistress ignored her, slamming into her with great force. A moan escaped her. The mistress increased speed until Villa felt her pulsing inside. The mistress squeezed her bountiful breasts tightly as the warmth filled her. “No.”

Villa wanted more, but was left unsatisfied as her mistress slid out. Her mistress arose, “Come, we seek out more followers.” Villa arose slowly, following her to town. The villagers stopped and gawked at the two heavy women approaching. They gathered to meet them at the town’s edge. They knelt, the man at the head of the group stood after a moment. “Welcome, Goddess. Why have you ventured from your temple?”
“I am but a servant to the Goddess. I have come because you no longer send followers to receive blessings: why is this?” Villa watched her mistress’ eyes swim with anger. Most of the women were swollen with child, but not all.
“Some of us have… decided to abstain from the Goddesses’ blessings and reproduce naturally. We feel we should not fall into the lustful behavior of the blessed.”
The mistress glared at him, “Why wouldn’t you want such a gift: unlimited sustenance…” she lifted her heavy breasts, trying to think of a way to convince them. “The Goddess is giving us a gift, there is no need to think if we ‘should’ or ‘should not,’ the lust merely a perk!”
“It is not enjoyable for everyone. Also the children may not be born due to the acquired ‘organ.’” His eyes darted down before returning her stare.
Villa broke in, “my liege, I do not possess the organ and I have received many blessings.”
“Well, explain yourself?”
“I receive blessings in my… rump.”
The crowd gasped, the liege quieted them. “That is a shameful practice for any pious woman. We shall not participate in any such thing!”

Elise knew there was no chance to convince them. She charged forth and flung the frail leader to the ground. She grabbed a young blonde-haired girl and ripped her clothes off. She lifted the terrified girl and licked her loins, moistening her. She lowered the struggling girl onto her now erect member. She remained standing, effortlessly holding the girl horizontally, thrusting into her. The villagers watched, afraid to interfere. The girl screamed and continued to struggle, but it only enticed her more. Elise held her closer and began filling her. She lowered the girl to the grass and turned to the head of the village. Another woman knelt beside him, fearful. “You will bring me women or I will take them!” Elise grabbed the woman next to him and carried her away. She screamed as she was being carried, Villa followed. They made their way back to the shrine they had made for her.

That night, after many encounters with the leader’s mate, Elise awoke to a vision. The spectral image of a man with antlers stood before her. “You have made a mess of things. You just couldn’t control yourself.” She fumbled for words, but none came. “I have decided to change my plans.” He snapped his fingers and she felt warmth between her legs. She looked in awe at her organ as it shrank. It retreated inside of her, followed by a sharp pain. Water splashed onto the grass.

She screamed, waking her mates. Kinok vanished as the other two women arose. “I’m having the children! Help me!” The leader’s mate ran. Villa almost gave chase, but decided to stay; she knelt between Elise’s legs uncertainly.

Elise couldn’t focus on anything else. She pushed as hard as she could, but it made no effect. A few more tries yielded results. “I see the head,” Villa exclaimed, “Keep pushing, you can do this!” Elise pushed and pushed again. After many attempts the first child popped out. Villa used her loincloth as a blanket and rested the crying baby upon it. Elise continued pushing and Villa received the second child, placing her next to the first. The third child came with little effort.

“Okay, we’re done n-Oh! Oh, gods!” Elise exclaimed. She pushed again. Villa could see another small head peeking out of her mistresses loins. Elise reached down, blocking the baby’s exit. “It can’t be, I was promised three!” She pushed weakly, her hand slid to the side and the head came out fully.

“Mistress, you can’t fight it, let it into this world!” Elise, unable to resist, pushed hard. The baby’s shoulders slid past the opening. She held the little girl up to her mother. Elise cried. “What is wrong, mistress?”

“Kinok did this to me! He told me that he would put three children into me, not four! They’re all girls, too; two of them should’ve been boys!” Before Villa could say anything she noticed a being appear beside them. She could find no words as she stared. Kinok the God of deceit stood, laughing.

“Three are your family members, but the last one is mine. I didn’t say that your brother or father would be boys this time around, did I?” He laughed loudly. “I decided that I needed more female followers.”
“I’m going to kill that evil baby the first chance I have!” Elise roared.
“In that case I will have to do one last thing.” He spread his hand in the air and slowly closed it. Elise shrieked.

Villa watched as her mistress slowly started shrinking. She was becoming younger before her eyes. She looked to be on the brink of womanhood and then her breasts disappeared altogether. Her physique became straight and childish. Villa watched the once mighty woman become a baby, still wailing. She shrank until she was smaller than her children. Kinok lifted his hand and the baby rose. He brought his other hand high, pinching the air before slowly moving his fingers apart. Villa felt her loins spread between her legs. The sensation prompted her to spread her legs. The baby floated closer, and with a flick of his wrist, the baby slid into her. She felt it work its way up into her womb. Her breasts grew heavy with milk, sagging around her pregnant belly. She was twice the size of her former mistress now.

She huffed as she tried to regain her senses. Kinok spoke, “She was not fit to be my faithful servant. I have chosen you instead. You will nurse my daughters and be the vassal for many more of my children. Do not disappoint me.” He vanished, leaving her with three crying babies. She moved slowly, bringing them to her breasts. She scooted, leaning upon the stone shrine. She sat nursing the children into the night. She slept easily as she held them, feeling fulfilled.

A week passed and she grew daily, unable to move much. Serrah had visited after she had not returned the second night, bringing her water and food. She brought news that all of the blessed women had suddenly lost their organs and each of them bore female children. Her children had grown faster than normal; after a week they appeared to be around the same age as she was. They cared for her, drinking from her breasts many times daily for sustenance. Serrah made note that the girls born in the village grew at the normal rate.

On the eighth day her mistress was reborn. Villa also bore eight more children. Serrah helped her and tended to her as they grew. The cycle continued, with a varying number of children from each litter. She grew stronger, but still required their assistance for the final days of the pregnancy. None of them seemed to age after they grew into adulthood.

Villa had a village of her own after a few weeks. They all pampered her, helping her to move before the weight became too much to bear. They drank from her in turns, only hunting or foraging for variety. They worshiped her as a god and she told them stories of her mistress who had blessed her from within her womb, allowing her to bear children as she had always dreamed. She smiled at one of the girls knowing she would never understand who she truly had been.

Christmas

Laura, was tending to the children when the door opened. Maggie walked in first; her rosy-red cheeks accented her wonderful smile. Her shirt was tight over her pronounced baby bump and engorged breasts. “Hi, mom.” Aaron and Emma came out of the kitchen to investigate.

“Hi, baby. Did you pick up Vanessa?”

Maggie nodded as she led her friend around the corner. Emma gasped and a smile spread across Laura’s face. Vanessa had been skinny before, but that had changed. She had doubled in size – her once hourglass figure now had rolls of fat. Her pregnant belly was enormous, sagging below her waistline. Her thighs were almost as wide as Maggie’s small hips. Her breasts had gone from high-end B-cups to what appeared to be DD-cups. The high-waist black dress she wore was struggling to hold in her curves. Her face showed the most change; it had been pointed before, now it was round with two extra chins. Her forced smile turned to tears. “I knew I shouldn’t come out. I’m a fucking whale!”

“No, no, it’s okay.” Maggie rubbed her back, sending Emma a venomous stare.

“Oh, I’m sorry; it’s just quite a change. I don’t think you’re that big.”

“Don’t fucking lie to me. I know I’m huge.” She wept uncontrollably. Maggie helped her to the sofa, setting her down slowly. The couch creaked under her weight. “I gained 130 pounds since that fucking kid got me pregnant!” She wiped her eyes. “I can’t fucking do this.”

Maggie sat next to her, comforting her. “It’s okay, we’ll help you, I promise.” She changed the topic, looking to Laura. “How has it been going with your new man?”

“Mike saw me last week. Actually, I was going to save the announcement, but… I’m pregnant again!”

Aaron forced a smile.

Maggie grinned. “Congratulations. I don’t see how the hell we are going to support all of these little bastards.”

“Maggie Ann, don’t you call your-” she hesitated uncertain which of their titles to use. “Don’t call your brothers and sisters names!

“Sorry, sorry. How are we going to, though?”

“I have a plan, but that is for later. Right now we need to get food ready and later we get to open presents!” She bounced one of the babies up and down on her lap, making a face at her.

Aaron prepared the food, while Laura and Emma tended to the children. “I have something to show you, Emma.” She silently agreed and followed her mother upstairs. “I showed this to Aaron and eventually I’ll show it to Maggie, but now it’s your turn. She opened a laptop, then a folder, and then a video. It showed an Emma holding the doll she had used on New Year’s Eve. She watched the video of her inserting it into herself – it looked like she had been really enjoying it until the head went in. She screamed and rolled in pain.

“Will brith actually hurt that much?” Emma rubbed her pregnant belly.

Laura smiled, “It will hurt, but that doll was going the wrong direction. So, it shouldn’t hurt that much.”

Laura closed that video and opened another. This one showed the alleyway behind the house; you could see Maggie leading a slender Vanessa on a leash. Vanessa hopped along, restricted by her bondage suit. Laura laughed quietly, “This was the first one I planned, actually.”

“Planned?” Emma gave a confused look. “I thought you didn’t remember what your split personality did.”

Laura tensed, “Uh, no, I mean my other half… That’s all.”

Emma almost accepted the answer, but then realization struck. “Oh my god, you planned them all, didn’t you?”

“No, I…”

“Tell me the truth!”

Laura shook her head, about to continue to deny it, but she stopped herself. “Please don’t tell the others, at least not yet.”

“What the fuck! Tell me!”

“I was depressed and lonely, and I knew that you and Aaron would never come back in a normal situation. So, I decided to plan this.” She motioned to the computer. “I figured out scenarios to draw you all back and have some fun too. I knew you and Aaron always were on the edge of love and I also wanted more children… I knew Vanessa was a total prude, but I had no idea it would lead to her gaining so much weight and giving up like she did!”

“You are fucking sick!”

“I’m sorry. It started small and grew into such a crazy scheme. I only wanted us to be a family again. My plan is that we can get a place out of town and raise our family away from all of this judgment. Your father left me enough money where we will always live comfortably. He didn’t want to spoil you all so he left it to me. Please, don’t tell them that it was me or they will all hate me. I’ll do whatever you want!” Laura pleaded.

“What about me? Don’t you care what I think of you, you bitch?”

“Emma, of course I do! I love you and I only hoped you’d enjoy these scenarios like I did! When your father was around he had his fun, but he truly loved me.”

“Ugh, gross! You’re sick.” Emma scoffed in disgust, turning to leave. “I’ll keep quiet for now, but this conversation isn’t over.” She is crazy, but she truly thinks she’s helping us. I should expose the truth, but that will just drive us all apart again. The damage is done, I guess, and we won’t be able to support these kids without each other and her money. It bothered her, but she knew she had to keep quiet. Conniving bitch! She gave her mother a harsh stare before heading downstairs.

Meanwhile Maggie and Vanessa talked in the adjacent room. “It all went to shit after that little fucker had his way with me. I just can’t take this anymore.” Vanessa pleaded.

“Don’t talk like that. This is just a rough phase in your life; we will help you get through it, I swear.”

“I don’t want help from your insane mother! She’s the one that did this to me.”

Maggie regretted telling her about her mother’s split personality. “She couldn’t help it! And you took the money, didn’t you?”

Vanessa nodded slowly. “I had no idea it would lead to this…”

“Quit blaming her, just move on! We can help you, but you have to accept the it!”

“Maybe I don’t want help!”

“You do, or else you wouldn’t have come here. Please, just try to think positive and after today I will help you lose some weight and care for your babies. Your life isn’t over, don’t give up.”

Vanessa knew that was the best option. She had no hopes of raising twins on her own. Maggie had always been a good friend and she looked cute with her baby belly. Vanessa had given up and that was her fault alone – she had quit for the first time in her adult life. I need to get back on my feet. I need to be strong! “Okay.”

Emma and Laura came down the stairs. Emma stopped abruptly next to Vanessa, “I’m sorry this happened to you, but I promise to be there for you no matter what. I’m sorry for the bad things I said to you in April. You’re a good person. I’m just saying that… I’m here for you.” She smiled warmly.

“O-Okay.” Vanessa was caught off guard. “Thank you, that means a lot.”

Laura motioned them to the kitchen. They assisted Aaron, finishing the last touches on dinner. They ate and fed the kids. Then they moved into the living room; Emma and Maggie helped Vanessa to the couch. They chatted for some time until Maggie broached the topic: “It’s time for presents, right?”

“Yeah, there are gifts for everyone.” Laura walked to the Christmas tree in the corner of the room and handed out the presents. “So, let’s go one at a time. Vanessa goes first.” All of the packages were wrapped with only the recipient’s name upon it. She opened the box to reveal a ribbed, inflatable enema butt-plug. She looked to Laura, nervous and confused.

“You want to lose weight, right? A high-volume enema will help get the bad stuff out of you.”

“I don’t know; does that actually work?”

“Of course.” Laura disappeared into the bathroom for a few minutes. The sound of running water could be heard as they waited. She returned with a bucket filled with warm water and a enema pump. She attached it to Vanessa’s new inflatable plug, holding it up as she put some lube on it. “Time to give it a test.”

“No. I’m not going to do that with everyone watching.” She said emphatically.

“You have to, we’re being watched.”

“Fuck that! I’m not going to do that!”

“Vanessa,” Maggie stepped in, “we’re all trying to help you and this is just a start. We promise we will help you lose weight.”

“Doing this is fine; I just won’t do it in front of all of you!”

“We are all learning to be open around each other. We’re a family and can’t help if you’re not willing.”

“You’re just doing this to mess with me! You’re not my family. Why the fuck would you want to see a hideously fat pregnant woman get filled with water? What the fuck is wrong with you?” Tears rolled down her plump cheeks. Maggie rubbed her shoulder.

Laura was apologetic. “Vanessa, we really want to help. It will be easier to do out here where we can all help you and the bathroom is too small for you anyway. You don’t have to strip down, lust take off your panties and we’ll fill you up. After that we will help you in there. We did this to you, let us fix it.”

Vanessa wiped her eyes. “No, you didn’t do it. You didn’t have control.”

“I think you look pretty good, actually.” Emma smiled.

“Oh, stop.” Vanessa fought a smile, “I just… Okay, okay I’ll do it.”

Laura continued to hold the nozzle as Aaron stood Vanessa upright. Laura slid out of her panties, lifted her dress, and worked the nozzle into her backside; once it was nestled they sat her down once again. “Here goes.” Laura began with slow and complete pumps. Vanessa breathed heavily, forcing a smile for Maggie’s benefit.

“You can go ahead and open yours Maggie-kins.” Laura continued filling Vanessa.

Maggie tore the wrapping and opened the box. Inside she found latex panties with a buttplug attached. Also there was a foot-long pink dildo. A note was beneath them: you decide who gets them. Maggie smirked, looking immediately to Aaron. He went white. “Just kidding, I know you’d be too much of a pussy anyway.” She turned her gaze to Laura. “Up for the challenge?”

She nodded. Maggie brought the dildo up to Laura’s mouth and once she opened, she jammed it down her throat. She face-fucked her mother, this causing her to gag repeatedly as she pumped it in and out of her throat violently. After the dildo was moistened she ordered her mom to remove her pants. Maggie bent her partially nude mother over the couch, allowing Laura to continue pumping water into Vanessa. Maggie spread her mother’s cheeks and pressed the tip into her ass.

“Wrong hole, baby.”

Maggie chuckled. “No it’s not. Just take it.” She pressed it deeper and deeper. Laura moaned as the slippery dildo prodded its way farther. After a few minutes, and a lot of maneuvering, it was all the way inside. “See, I knew you could do it – now to keep it in.” Maggie unboxed the plug-panties. She slid them up her mother’s legs and inserted the buttplug with some gentle effort. They fit snugly, accentuating Laura’s supple posterior.

Laura sighed loudly as she pumped the last of the water into a grunting, pained Vanessa; her belly was distended even more than before. At Laura’s word, Aaron struggled to lift Vanessa, and once she was standing Laura pressed the small clip on the nozzle. This kept the water in her as she removed the hose and placed it into the nearly empty bucket. “Just hold it in for a couple of minutes.”

“God, it hurts so much. I don’t know if I can.” She rubbed her cramping belly. “Is this good for the babies?”

Laura fixed Vanessa’s dress. “They’ll be fine, just keep it in.” Laura was visibly struggling with her own burden. “Your turn, honey,” she looked to Aaron.

Aaron opened the small box and read the note aloud, “You get to fuck Maggie in the ass.”

“What? I don’t want to do that!”

“Come on, honey. We all get to have our fun.”

“Mom… Come on.” Laura glared at her. “Fine.” Aaron dropped his pants. Maggie knelt down and licked his dick, letting him go all the way down her throat a few times. She could tell he enjoyed that feeling. Maggie arose, slid her panties off, and flipped her knee-length pink dress up as she bent over the arm of the sofa. She held her ass open and he spit on it. “Be careful,” she asked.

“You’ve got to be tough!” He pressed it in, hitting the mark with the first try. He pressed slowly and firmly. She squealed, letting go of her cheeks, trying to push him back with her hands. She tried to lift herself away, but he was slightly above her, so she had no place to move. He stopped when he was halfway in. She whimpered as they waited, motionless. Once she calmed down he pressed in again. She slapped his hips, but Aaron held her in place. “I’ve always wanted to do this.”

“No, no, stop!”

Once he was all the way in she jerked, tightening upon him. The feeling was amazing, he thought. He didn’t move, trying to prolong this a little more… Then a knock came. She tensed again, trying to stand. “Stop,” she yelled. The knocking was louder this time. “Open up!” A man’s voice commanded from outside. In a panic to clean up, he spun around and sat upon the sofa. Luckily he was long enough to stay in her as he sat. She squeaked. The motion nearly caused him to pop out before going all the way back in. He reached down and slid his pants up before using her dress to cover their situation.

Vanessa sat next to them, sweating and breathing heavily.

Laura put her pants on and picked up one of the babies before sitting down. “Who is that?”

Emma, who was still holding one of the girls, stood and walked to the doorway. “Just a minute!” She waited for everyone to get situated before opening the door. Billy, the neighbor boy, stood outside with his father. His dad looked furious, resting his hand upon Billy’s shoulder.

“Hello, what can we do for you?”

He seemed to lose some of his anger upon seeing the child. “I, uh, is Vanessa here?”

Emma was confused, “Um, yes, what is this regarding?”

“Well, mind if we come in?” Emma tried to explain that they were busy, but he insisted. Emma knew it was a bad idea, but had no other option.

Greg followed Billy into the front room. The babies were making a lot of noise, and two of the women were trying to calm them.  “Hi, I’m Greg, sorry to bother them.” They’re baby machines! They must be trying to get a reality show with all of these kids… and they’re still going.

“I’m Emma.” She smiled nervously, introducing everyone. The pregnant girl sitting on her brother’s lap looked flushed. Emma then pointed to the large, scared looking woman poured onto the couch. “And this is Vanessa.” Billy’s eyes grew twice as large, Greg noticed.

“Maybe we should talk in private?” He looked to the encumbered woman.

“No, no, it’s fine. They can stay.” Vanessa rushed.

“Well, I… after some heated questioning I found out that my son was trying to sneak out of the house to come over here. Did you invite him over here?”

“No, but he’s welcome.”

“Well, the thing is that he got a text message.” He took the phone out of his pocket and read aloud. “Come next door, we can-” He hesitated, unable to say the word fuck in front of them, in case he was wrong. “Come next door and we can ’do it.’ He told me it was from you.”

Vanessa looked terrified. “I didn’t send that!” She quickly became red-faced, sweating bullets.

“Vanessa, don’t lie.” Laura gave the pleading girl a stern glare. “I’m sorry, Greg, my daughter has been through a lot recently. She won’t bother him again.”

He noticed the two quiet siblings on the couch moving slowly. Maggie had her hands upon her knees as she sat squarely in his lap. Aaron gripped the tops of her legs firmly. He snorted, tensing up and clenching his eyes closed. Maggie’s grin spread mischievously.

Are those two having sex right in front of them? He noticed her panties around her ankle. Didn’t Emma  say they were brother and sister? He turned to Billy, “you’re not allowed over here anymore, end of discussion.” He led him outside.

The door closed and Maggie got off of her brother, his now limp penis popped out of her soiled butthole. She kicked her panties away and, along with Emma, helped Vanessa to stand. Just then they noticed Greg standing in the doorway. He stood staring at Vanessa’s exposed, plugged backside. Maggie tugged her dress down, attempting to cover her. Aaron quickly pulled his pants up.

Eventually Greg broke the awkward silence. “What the fuck?”

“We can explain.” Emma spoke hurriedly.

He pointed to Maggie. “You’re fucking your brother and she had… something in her ass that whole time!

Laura chimed in, “it’s a long story; let me explain before doing anything rash.”

“No, I’m calling the cops!”

“Don’t do that. Vanessa is pregnant.”

“So?” There was a moment of silence before the expression of anger switched to horror. “You had him here before?”

“Once. He forced himself upon her.”

“My god.”

“It’s a long story; I’ll explain the whole thing in the kitchen if you want me to.”

Laura arose carefully. He nodded and followed, still in shock.

She couldn’t wait any longer; Vanessa’s belly made all sorts of loud gurgling sounds as she hurried to the bathroom. Maggie wiped herself off while Emma and Aaron tended to the children. All of them waited quietly for the outcome of conversation transpiring in the next room.

Sometime later Laura came out with Greg following. He was grinning like an idiot. “See you later.” He looked to the rest of them, his grin melting away. “See you guys.”

He left and they looked to her expectantly. Vanessa was still in the bathroom. Laura smiled, “let me say that we don’t need Mike anymore.”

“Hah, slut.” Maggie laughed.

“Would you rather he had gone to the cops?”

Maggie nodded thoughtfully. “So, you fucked him and he decided to leave us alone?”

“I convinced him that I only wanted more children. I explained my mental troubles and assured him that I don’t need support and I am open to a lot of things. That said, I also said that he could date me.” Aaron scowled. “I also convinced him that Vanessa and Billy could be together and that she’s just going through a rough patch right now. He was adamant that Billy should be with her to support their child, one way or the other. He seems like a gentleman.”

“Right, so, what now?” Emma asked.

“We see where this goes. In the meantime, I think it’s time for the big gift. Wait here and I’ll get it ready.” She walked upstairs, but Aaron followed her.

“Mom. I thought you said we would-”

She shushed him, “Honey, you have Emma. We can fool around on occasion, but she loves you so much and you two deserve to be happy together. You love her, don’t you?”

“Well, yeah, but I love you too.”

“I know, but I should be with someone closer to my age. Please understand.” He agreed sadly. “Sorry, baby. Go back downstairs for now, wait for the surprise!”

Vanessa had rejoined them while they waited for Laura’s surprise. They explained what had happened, but said nothing of the plan for her and Billy to come together. She complained about the enema she had endured; she looked drained, but she smiled as she talked about how hard it had been to hold it in.

Laura came down wearing a black and red lace corset with matching thigh-high stockings and gloves. Between her legs hanged a black 8 inch strap-on dildo, it bounced between her thighs as she descended the stairs. Her breasts poured over the top of the ensemble. Smirking, she asked Emma to open the back door.

Emma raised an eyebrow, but did as she was asked. She opened the door to see Billy waiting there. She led him to the living room.

“I snuck out; he thinks I’m locked in my room.” His pants had an obvious bulge.

“Okay, everyone take off their clothes.” Laura looked around at all of her uncertain guests. After questioning glances to one another they began removing articles of clothing.

“We shouldn’t be doing this in front of the children. And what if Greg finds out that Billy came back?”

“Vanessa, it’s worth the risk. Its Christmas time, we should celebrate. As for the kids, we can bring their cribs to the kitchen.” Aaron, who was already naked, moved them while the rest of them stripped.

Everyone was naked except Vanessa. Laura came over smiling, “It’s okay; we love you and want you to be part of this.”

“What if I don’t want to be part of this?”

“You have to be. We’ll be here for you, but you have to be here for us.” She turned to the now naked Billy. “He came back for you, Vanessa. We are all here for you.”

Vanessa sniffled, nodding. “But I’m hideous!”

“No you’re not! If you want to be thin again then we will help, but we think you’re beautiful no matter what. We love you, not your body. Everyone is here because they are part of this family.”

Vanessa sobbed. It took some time before she calmed down. “Okay, I’ll do it.”

Laura helped her stand, sliding Vanessa’s dress up and over her head; this exposing her large, firm belly and her enormous breasts. She looked very well proportioned without her tight dress on. She must have been too stubborn to buy the right size. Her skin was astoundingly soft and smooth, inviting her to touch. Laura hugged her before stepping back, motioning Billy closer. He wasted no time in cupping her breasts, trying in vain to keep their girth in his hands. Vanessa forced a smile as he fondled her.

“But, it’s Christmas and today we get a chance to enjoy everyone.” She invited her siblings to join. “I’m so glad you all love and trust me enough to do this. Vanessa, may I?”

Vanessa sniffled as she agreed. Laura lubricated her tool and rubbed it between Vanessa’s thighs. It required some maneuvering before she found her way into Vanessa’s loins. They stood, Laura gripping her lover’s rump tightly. Vanessa resting her large arms upon Laura’s shoulders as she thrusted her hips back and forth. It had been so long since Vanessa had experienced sex and now she couldn’t fight her enjoyment. She moaned softly, Laura pulling her closer.

Laura watched as Billy came up behind the unaware Vanessa. He lubricated his dick before pulling one of her cheeks aside. Vanessa’s eyes snapped open. Laura smiled as she watched her expression change. It was obvious it hurt, but she made no complaint as he put his hands on opposite sides of her hips, pressing deeper; he was now standing on his tiptoes to press as far as he could.

Emma was watching from the couch as Aaron scooted in beside her, separating her legs and pressing his erection into her expecting mound. Emma looked into Laura’s eyes as he began to fuck her slowly. She clenched her eyes as he pressed in to the hilt. She gripped him tightly, wrapping her leg around him. He moved slightly above her and began pumping.

Laura looked back to see Maggie sitting in a chair, looking disinterested. Laura looked back to Vanessa, who looked wounded as she slid the strap-on out carefully. She walked over and knelt in front of the chair, holding her large, damp toy. Maggie cocked her head, keeping her legs closed. “Come on, Maggie-kins. Let me fuck you a little. Please, for momma?”

Maggie sighed, smiling slightly and spreading her legs wide. Laura nudged closer, finding her opening. She pressed it in, watching Maggie tense up a few times before giving her the go-ahead to continue. Laura enjoyed the feeling as the toy pressed against her tender region. She glanced over her shoulder to see Billy still ramming the now bent over chubby girl. Emma and Aaron were still intertwined on the sofa.

Laura smiled to Emma, “So much love, this is wonderful.” Emma smiled back as Aaron grunted loudly, pressing his seed into her. Laura turned back to her encounter; Maggie pressed onto her, enjoying it as well. They pressed in time with each other and eventually they both found orgasm. Laura kissed her daughter sensually. Maggie reached around to grab her mother’s butt. She squeezed the latex, “You still have it in, don’t you?” Laura nodded, beaming wearily to her daughter.

Laura slipped the dildo out as she stood. She walked to the couple in the center of the room. “Still going at it? I’m impressed.”

Billy was focused, “I’m not in there very far.”

“Well, let me help with that.” Laura guided Vanessa’s mouth onto her soiled device. Vanessa’s lips parted and she began with light strokes. “How does Maggie taste?”

She made a muffled response. Laura pressed in a little more gently and then, without warning, thrust it. Vanessa gagged, trying to pull away, but she was too weak. Billy grunted in approval, “It got so tight!” Laura smirked as she thrust again and again, fighting with Vanessa as the large dildo found its way farther down her throat. “You able to get in there a little more now?”

“Fuck yes!”

Vanessa made a squeak in between her gagging sounds. Laura pulled back, allowing her to catch her breath before pressing faster and harder than before. Vanessa tried to back up, pressing all her weight against Billy. Laura watched as he squeezed her flabby hips tighter. He groaned as he emptied his load into her ass. He slumped onto her and Laura let the strap-on slide out of her mouth. Her victim breathed heavily, coughing. Saliva dripped to the floor.

Now Laura could finish her plan. She walked around and whispered something into Billy’s ear. “Is-is that okay? Can I really?”

Laura nodded, grinning. “Why do you think I had you hold it? Trust me.”

Vanessa could barely stand. She used her hands to steady herself. She felt sick after that wicked bitch had throat-fucked her. She spit onto the floor. That kid came in my ass! God this is humiliating. She doesn’t want to help me! She is just fucking using me! I can’t do a fucking thing about it, either. Vanessa felt bitter.

She had to wait until Billy moved before she could stand. Then she felt warmth – something warm in her ass. Is he still cumming? It felt like an enema… Then she knew what it was. “Oh my god! Are you peeing in me?”

“She said it was okay.” He held her hips, keeping her in place as he filled her. Vanessa was frozen in shock. “Stop, please!”

“Almost done. Just hold it in.” God, he’s still going. How long had he been holding it? She could feel his penis move as he squeezed out the last of it. Her belly sloshed as she shifted her weight. I don’t know how long I can hold it! He rubbed her back before stepping back. As he slid out she struggled to keep it in. “Thanks for taking that for me.”

“Why the fuck would you do that to me?” She sank to her knees, still rigidly holding it in. “Help me get to the bathroom!”

Laura smiled. “You gave him relief.” She looked to Aaron, who had been watching the whole exchange. “You might as well go in her too – save yourself a trip.”

“No, it’s too much!” She pleaded, holding her large, hanging belly.

He ignored her protests; he knelt behind her and pressed his larger, erect penis into her asshole. She covered her mouth, feeling sick. He pushed in all the way, overwhelming her with discomfort. The nauseas feeling passed, as he moved in and out. She looked back to him, “Just… just go in me, don’t move so much.”

“I can’t help it, I am about to come.” He didn’t take much longer. She could feel him pulsing in her backside. He rested for a moment before he started filling her with another warm fluid. She was too weak to fight. She stayed in place as he emptied his bladder into her bowels. He didn’t have as much as Billy had, but she had taken so much that she felt like she might burst at any moment. He pressed in and pulled out, nearly to the tip.

“Hold on, just getting the last few drops.” He wiggled it with his hand while it was still in her before he pulled it out. “Thanks, that was fun.”

A stunned Maggie sat in the chair in front of her. Vanessa beckoned her closer. She slowly stood with Aaron and Maggie’s help, cursing as she shuffled into the bathroom. Her fully belly sloshing with each step – it was an immensely unpleasant feeling. They just used me as a toilet. How the fuck can I ever get their help now. She thought as she sat, emptying herself. This was her plan all along. She fucking beat me. That crazy bitch beat me with her goddamn split personality. I am just their plaything. She sighed. Well, I doubt it could ever get any worse than this… Can it? She noticed Laura, who was smiling knowingly beyond the open door. Welcome to the fucking family.