Dreaming Big

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Greta was on her way with fresh clothes, but she couldn’t wait. Ves peeked through the door, hopeful that everyone else went home. The partially naked and very pregnant woman crept through the well-lit hallway, hoping the janitor wouldn’t notice. She rushed to the bathroom and collected her cell phone and a few other necessities. She cleaned them quickly and bounded back to her office. The enormous belly made her footsteps thud against the tiled floor.

A noise forced her to dart into an empty office, watching as the janitor headed past. He would be shocked by the mess ahead, but at least he wouldn’t know who caused it. She awkwardly trotted through the hall, carefully opening her door and sliding her bulky frame through. She was exhausted. The chilly seat against her bare bottom helped to rouse her mind. She attempted to do some paperwork, but she only lasted a few minutes before her eyelids drooped and her head bobbed.

Lifting her ill-fitting sweater and glancing past her generous chest, she could see her belly shifting. Whatever was inside was very active all of a sudden, causing the occasional pain as it pressed against her organs. She knew it was the reason she felt so drained. She put a hand on her tummy, feeling it push outward in response. It was unsettling at first, but now it only irritated her. In spite of the movements, she felt her head dip low again. It was so very tempting to put her head down and sleep.

Something changed. She sat upright, feeling alert as if a surge of adrenaline spread through her body. She questioned her sudden burst of energy before hearing his familiar voice. “I want to help you. I was in a situation like this before.” She didn’t know exactly what he meant and he didn’t elaborate. However, this allowed her to do some work.

After one page she realized she needed her computer. Without the peripherals, she had to improvise. She lifted her bulky belly and snuck through the door once more. The janitor was making noise at the end of the hall, thankfully unaware of her presence. He scrubbed the floor vigorously, cursing from time to time. She borrowed a computer mouse and a few other essentials before heading back to her office.

She was able to roll through the work thanks to her unending energy. She wrote faster and completed equations without the aid of a calculator. It felt amazing, and she was able to do a huge amount of work before she hit another snag. She needed the company stamp. Again, she moved into the main area, hearing the man working in the next office.

After building courage, she hugged the wall and diverted into another room. She rushed in, found the stamp, and turned to leave. The janitor’s cart rolled forward, coming to a stop at the office door. Scrambling to find a hiding spot in the unlit office, she hid beneath the desk, awkwardly scrunching down against her big belly. The man walked casually, emptying the waste bin, wiping down the desk, and watering the plants. He came uncomfortably close as she waited. It was difficult to sit at this angle, with her head pressing against her churning stomach. She kept quiet, hoping he didn’t notice the random noises that radiated from her belly.

The man took his time, dusting some picture frames and organizing some papers on the shelf. She watched through a small opening in the side of the desk, feeling anxious every time he paused. Her legs felt shaky, growing weak from being at an odd angle. He vacuumed the rug, allowing her to adjust, but she quickly found that no position could be sustained for long. She let out a sigh of relief as he packed up and headed to the next room. Lucky for her, he was disorganized, switching between different offices as he went along. He turned away from her office, giving her a window to get out. She got up, stretching her legs and rubbing her neck before moving. She crept out, staying low as she made a B-line for her door. A sound made her heart race. People were talking as the elevator door slid open around the corner.

She raced in and plopped down, hiding her nude lower half behind the desk. It did nothing to hide her massively pregnant belly and she knew it would be difficult to explain. She couldn’t even think of an excuse. Her mind raced with what her lover might say and how shocked she would be. She held her breath as the knock came.

The door opened as the voices paused. Ves felt a sudden release, her stomach shrank in an instant. It felt very unpleasant, leaving her feeling small and empty as if something was pulled out of her body. The thin sweater covered her properly now and she was able to breathe again. The security guard leaned in with serious eyes, asking if Greta was allowed in. With approval, he ushered her in and closed the door.

Ves sprang up, trotting over to kiss her savior. “Thank you so much!”
“What happened?” Greta asked with genuine concern.
“I just had a bad day and… I just want to go home. Can I ride with you tonight?”
“Of course!” She stepped closer, hugging her lover and giving her a quick smooch. “Let’s get you home. I have a surprise waiting.”

Ves was overjoyed to be rescued from whatever had transpired. She had more work to do, but it could be done in the morning. She slipped on the fresh clothing and replaced the items she borrowed. Relieved that the nightmare had passed, she followed Greta to the car, admiring her big ass as they waited in the elevator. Greta shot her a playful smile and made sure to take slower steps as they headed through the parking garage. They drove to the gate, waving at the security guard.

A firm pressure built in her loins. Ves felt a small tickle on her clit, huffing as she leaned ahead. The man inside was toying with her again. The guard looked confused, but they were already driving away. She grimaced, feeling dampness in her clean panties. She had an intense urge to rub her clit harder, but she couldn’t explain it if Greta asked. The man was intentionally teasing her, urging her to give in, but never coming close to orgasm. The uncomfortable teasing lasted all the way home, making her very hot and bothered when they pulled into the parking spot.

The sensation stopped, letting her cool off as they walked in. A pleasant aroma made her stomach growl. The table was covered with various dishes. Greta went all out today and the sight almost made her cry. This was just what she needed.

“I might have overdone it…”
“No, no, it’s perfect.” She planted a slow kiss on her lover’s lips.
Greta was pleased. “You might have to warm it up, but you enjoy it while I prepare dessert!”

Greta smiled seductively, plucking a piece of chicken before slipping into the other room. Ves was left to indulge, taking generous portions of the dishes. She didn’t even care that they were lukewarm. She gobbled down the food, realizing she hadn’t eaten since the afternoon. It was beyond delicious. After cleaning the plate she decided to take more.

“Yes, eat as much as you can. Giving you that extra stamina earlier required a lot of energy!” The disembodied voice spoke.
She sighed, feeling tired and anxious, wanting to enjoy whatever Greta had planned next. “Can you speed this along? I need to shower before I go to the bedroom…”
He chuckled. “I suppose I can.”

She felt something slide up her throat and push from between her lips. A thin purple tendril launched out and enveloped a piece of baked chicken. It came back and forcefully pulled it down her esophagus and into her belly. She felt the process repeating and tried to ignore the strange sensation as it ingested more and more.

“Don’t you want to savor your lover’s meal?”
“Yes, but I want to hurry to see her.” She gave an incoherent response, but he didn’t require a verbal answer.
“That’s cute.” She couldn’t tell if he was mocking her.

Ves pondered his response, knowing he was just toying with her again. Within minutes she cleared both of the main courses and all six of the side dishes. Even the thick biscuits went down quickly. Looking over the table cluttered with jumbled, empty dishes, she finally had a chance to recover. “So much for leftovers.” She swallowed a few times before climbing out of her seat.

Her belly only showed a slight bulge in spite of feeling full and heavy. The tired feeling passed, leaving her only excited for the next part of the evening. She wanted to see her lover, but she felt too gross. In the bathroom, she stripped down and took a warm, relaxing shower. It took longer, as she had to clean every nook and cranny after the ordeal at work. Her full breasts and thick ass perfectly complimented her pudgy belly. She still maintained her hourglass figure and it felt fantastic as she slid her hands along her springy skin.  It took a lot of control to avoid touching herself.

She toweled off, feeling extremely frisky. Still a little damp, she trotted to the bedroom with childish glee. She found her lover sprawling upon the bed with her limbs tied to the bedposts. Only one arm remained free and Ves happily helped, restraining her completely. She slid the blindfold in Greta’s purple hair lower, marveling at the presentation.

Her big, beautiful body jiggled as she shifted on the bed. Greta moaned in anticipation, unknowing of what would come next. Her fat ass squished beneath. She moved her thick legs, pulling lightly against the ropes. The plump tits rising as she breathed quickly. Her big, soft belly looking pleasantly squishy. Ves put her hands into the flabby stomach and kneaded it like dough. It felt wonderful. She planted a few soft kisses around her belly-button before finding the top of her trimmed mound.

Squirming with anticipation, Greta let out a low moan. Ves wanted to tease her a bit, so she kissed her inner thighs, moving from side to side slowly. This let her lover wonder and hope that the next kiss would be on her juicy pussy, but they both knew it wouldn’t come for a while. The kisses moved down her legs and onto her feet. Ves suckled upon her toes, using her tongue to circle between them. She let them out of her mouth with an audible pop before moving to the other foot. Her tongue sliding along the ball of her foot before wrapping around her big toe.

Greta whimpered and shifted, unable to get away from the tickling pleasure. Ves massaged her feet with her thumbs before crawling over the bound woman. Enjoying the game, she ran her tongue along the underside of her arm, lightly nibbling at her neck before continuing to her breast. She cupped them, sucking around her nipple before moving to the other boob, careful to avoid the erect nipples as she tongued her large areolas.

Her senses felt sharpened as she toyed with her lover. The supple, rolling skin looked so soft and malleable. Squeezing it felt incredibly satisfying. Her soft moans brought delight to her ears. Even the subtle aroma from her clean hair aroused a deep desire. Ves was so excited by teasing her lover that she felt a small orgasm run through her body. She twitched silently above the blindfolded girl, not wanting her to know that she came first.

Allowing it to pass, she continued, taking a moment to move higher. She licked Greta’s round cheek cautiously, watching her lips tremble in anticipation. Instead of kissing her she went higher and nibbled on her ear lobe. Warm breath sent a shiver through her lover. Ves smiled, finally giving her a quick kiss. She pulled back, making Greta chase slightly before doing it again. After a few feigned attempts, she gave in and delivered a long, sensual French kiss. Their tongues dancing as their bodies pushed together.

Moving lower, Ves left a trail of kisses between her sprawling breasts and down her mushy belly. She jumped over the mound again, kissing her sensitive thigh. She giggled at Greta’s frustration and decided to end her torment. She pressed her nose into the puffy slit and put out her tongue. She eased it in, enjoying her lover’s taste. This immediately caused Greta to thrash against her bindings, moaning loudly as she came forcefully. It almost sounded painful, but Ves knew it was simply an unforeseen orgasm. The first of many.

Her tongue went deeper as her nose pressed against her clit. Greta’s body was more relaxed now, but she still wanted more. She pushed her hips forward, moaning loudly as the tongue explored her entrance. Ves stopped for a moment to lick her clit, making her pull away from the unexpected delight. Without letting up, Ves worked her button as she slid a couple of fingers inside her empty pussy. Greta tried to close her legs, but the knots she tied were able to withstand the struggling.

“This is boring me, so I will leave you with a goodnight present.” His voice spoke in her mind.

Startled, Ves felt something happening below. It moved lower in her vagina, sliding from between her lower lips. She raised up noticing a purple tendril coming from between her legs. It grew longer and thicker, growing into the shape of a cock. A huge, glistening cock. It hardened and smoothed, looking like she had a dildo wedged in her loins. Arousal overshadowed confusion and she decided to go with it.

The head glided into her lover’s wet hole. It went in easily despite its size, opening her up as Ves eased it deeper. She hadn’t taken something this large for years and it showed. Greta grunted and bared teeth, tensing up as the thick gel cock penetrated her. It was only halfway in and she was already breathing fast to relax her body. She liked some pain, but it was hard to tell if this was too much for her.

Ves was amazed, able to feel everything through the shaft. Somehow it felt almost like her own and it was too wet to stop. She eased more in, watching her lover fighting to accept it. She let out a coo, grimacing as she took the sizable shaft. Wild with desire, Ves couldn’t resist any longer. She felt a twinge of regret as she shoved it farther, pressing into the hilt. Greta’s pussy clamped down as she struggled. It was way too big for her, but she didn’t say to stop, so Ves ignored her anguished grunting.

Without care, Ves started pumping, watching her lover’s fat body rolling with the thrusts. It felt amazing. She loved the new way of dominating her lover, making her squirm with pain and lust. She finally understood why men were always such pushy assholes. With a cock it felt too good to hold back. No, it felt even better than a regular dick. The shaft nudged her g-spot with each movement. She could feel sensations running through her body when Greta squeezed. It was the most incredible pleasure she had ever experienced.

Greta’s soft eyes closed tightly, enduring pain from the thick pole jammed into her snatch. She was wet, but still unaccustomed to such a large intrusion. The movements slowed for a moment before resuming the quick pace. She whimpered as her plump tits rolled upon her chest. Ves licked her way along the bouncing bosoms, sucking on the side after she grabbed hold. Her lips moved onto the erect nipples, sucking them hard as she alternated between her breasts. With a hard squeeze, she slurped on the sensitive tits and it was enough to pull her lover’s attention from her aching pussy. 

The dampness increased. Greta loved being used roughly and in spite of her anguished expression she was grabbing hold of Ves’ ass, tightening her legs around her lover. Ves pulled back to watch, hearing their skin slapping hard. The pleasure built in her body and every pump increased her enjoyment. Her skin tingled, feeling like a soft shock was passing up her spine. Ves held her breath, overcome by delight as an orgasm took hold, causing her to quake violently atop her soft lover. Locking lips, Greta pushed her hips upward and onto the smooth shaft connecting them. They lay connected, kissing as the climax passed.

Ves knew Greta hadn’t finished, so she pulled out for a moment to let the overstimulation pass. She untied the bonds and rolled Greta over. She smacked her ass, watching the wave roll through before doing it again. She continued, using more force until she heard a soft grunt of agony. They both enjoyed it. She pulled Greta’s ass up and guided the purple cock back into her pussy. It didn’t seem to be hurting Greta anymore, so she made sure to be rougher. Doing her doggy style, Ves grabbed her violet hair and yanked her head back. Greta grunted like an animal as her neck jerked back, taking the forced fucking dutifully.

Her big butt rippled as Ves humped her. Her meaty ass hitting against her crotch, completely burying the shaft that came from her pussy. She made sure to push in and wiggle side to side, forcing it into the hidden areas of her stretched hole. She held onto Greta’s wide hips, pounding away at her audibly wet pussy. She could tell that an orgasm was close for her portly girlfriend, but she didn’t want to make it that easy.

“Want it in your ass?”
Greta huffed, “not yet, just a little-“
Before she could answer Ves took it out and popped it into her ass. “Too bad.”

Greta drew in a sharp breath. She wasn’t ready and pain trumped her orgasm. She let her acclimate for a few seconds, only inserted a third of the way. Greta yelped as she fed her more of the slippery protrusion. Without her bonds, she was able to move freely, but she stayed in place – trying to take Ves’ pole like a good bitch.

A long, sad groan came as Ves plunged it deeper. She couldn’t withstand it any longer. Rising up, she tried to move away, but Ves followed along while holding her hip. Greta’s rotund body jiggled, trying desperately to evade the pain as Ves fought to get a little farther. Ves forcefully pushed her lower, still holding her hair as she fucked her ass fervently. It was loud and wild. Ves was stronger, riding her relentlessly and forcing her into submission.

The fight left Greta, as it always had. She relaxed somewhat, still clenching her teeth as she rested on her elbows. She was sopping wet, finally finding enjoyment through the pain. Her cushy ass flattened on her lover’s shaven crotch – the huge pole jabbing into her open asshole. She gripped the sheets tightly, feeling her big tits and pudgy belly rocking in the air. She felt small and weak and she loved it. Her moans grew louder as Ves pounded her ass. Just a little longer and…

The climax was sudden and intense. Breath caught in her throat as Ves forced the toy all the way in. It seemed to get longer, making the finish even more overwhelming. Reaching back, she held onto Ves’ soft outer thigh. Her wet, unused pussy dripped with excitement while her asshole pinched around the long, thick toy. She raised up, taking a few more quick thrusts that made her gasp in astonishment. She felt lightheaded as Ves started going again.

They continued for over an hour. Ves took her from many angles, making sure that they both came frequently. It was their most vigorous fuck-session of the past few months and they both loved it. Ves was always dominant, making her fat fucktoy work hard for it and giving it to her even harder after. Ves used her oddly adaptable protrusion in many ways before it receded. Even after the slime went back into her body she was able to give Greta another orgasm. Their chests heaved as they flopped onto the bedside by side. Soaked in sweat and juices, they were physically drained, lying arm in arm, spooning until sleep took hold.

The office was immaculate, clean, and orderly. Ves pushed the button to call her cohorts. Hiving moved her way up to CEO of the company gave her freedom beyond belief. Greta and Jacob came in standing proudly and wearing business attire. Greta was her right hand, doing anything she asked for at work and at home. If she had any question or any need then Greta would figure out the solution. Jacob was third, being more of an assistant. He would handle problems and accomplish whatever was needed for Greta. Both women frequently used him to satiate their sexual urges too.

Now Ves had plenty of time and privacy to enjoy her status. She regularly indulged her desires for hours a day with her two confidants. The sex was wild and adventurous, never interrupted by visitors thanks to the security team posted at the elevator entrance. Whenever she had a craving she would get one of her playthings and take them for as long as she wanted. Everything else could wait until she came.

A third person was involved, but he had no status. Liam stood naked in the corner, his cock locked inside a chastity belt. She had the key and she only let him out when he was being an especially good pet. They found countless ways to abuse and humiliate the man – Ves made sure every day he worked was more miserable than the last. Over time his mind was breaking and she suspected he was enjoying some of the torment. So, she made sure to keep things varied, switching between physical humiliation and mental degradation without warning. He was being paid exorbitantly for the privilege and he needed to earn it. 

The main doors opened without a knock and a man stepped through. Both Greta and Jacob moved to the sides, respectfully greeting the visitor as he stepped in. Ves, however, didn’t recognize him. The tall, thin man looked rugged and experienced. He smirked as he passed Greta, eyeing her plump body. He sat down and made himself comfortable, looking oh-so suave as he grinned.

“Ves. A pleasure to meet you face to face. I’m the man on the inside. I’m John.”
“John?” She raised an eyebrow. “I expected… Someone more exotic.”
He laughed, “I’m here to help you. This is all just a fantasy, but it could be real.”
“Why?” His smile faltered at her question. “Just… why would you want to help me?”
“Ah, well, I was in a similar situation before I learned my abilities. I worked in an office for a bitchy boss and a bitchy assistant. I hated them so much, but I was such a push-over that I didn’t quit. I spent years being their servant and then they both got promoted and I got fired. Years later, after I figured out how to use magic, I got a job with my former boss and started siphoning money from the company. I blamed it on them and got them both fired before I… disposed of them.” He nodded at the thought. “I’ve killed people and I commune with beings that you would never believe.”

A shiver ran down her spine. She knew he could do things that she thought were unimaginable. She gulped and nodded, suddenly nervous about what he might say.

“You don’t have to worry. I was planning on killing you eventually, but you changed my mind. You are stubborn and determined and I am impressed! I’ve read your mind and I see the ambition – I want to help you achieve what you’re seeing now!” He looked to the other people in the room, his eyes stopping on Greta once again. “I just need you two to help me with a few tasks.”

Sweat trickled down her neck. “Uh, I don’t think we can…” Ves was trembling at the thought of doing something awful for the man. “What could we possibly do that you couldn’t?”
“See, you’re clever too!” He opened his hand as he spoke. “There are many things I will ask you to do for me. Some will be difficult and might push your boundaries, but some you will enjoy! Frankly, it all comes down to this – I enjoy power. You show me respect and do what I say and I can give you whatever you want. Without me you’d be living a simple life with that little snake always trying to beat you.” He gave a vague motion to Liam.

“Fuck you all.”

John gave him a long, cold glare. Liam’s expression changed abruptly. Puzzlement changed to worry as he felt something within. He held his abdomen, groaning and begging for forgiveness. John gave Ves a knowing smile, implying that this could be her if she crossed him. Liam’s stomach bulged outward, sagging low with weight. He looked pregnant at first, but soon it went past a normal size, dipping below his knees. He slumped to the floor, going to his hands and knees as he continued expanding. His self-assured, conceited expression was totally gone. He groveled with tears in his eyes, trying to convince John he was sorry.

“I am not the one you must apologize to.”

Liam looked to Ves with pure despair, unable to speak as his stomach pressed outward in multiple areas. It looked like rounded spikes were stabbing outward, growing larger by the second. “I-I’m… SORRY!” He hit the floor with his palm. John waited for her nod before stalling the man’s painful growth. He continued moving along the floor, begging pathetically as he struggled uselessly. Liam was in complete agony and she loved it. She was scared, curious, and she couldn’t say no.

With her acceptance, John gave her directions to his home and then vanished. She looked to the others, but they said nothing. Liam’s belly shrank to a more manageable size, but he was still in visible discomfort as he crawled along the floor. Ves got up and went to the door, seeing nothing of the man toying with her mind. She questioned Greta about the interaction, but she was just as confused.

An abrupt tightness caused Ves to gasp. She put a hand on her belly, feeling it expanding. The growth was quick, making her engorged within a minute. She became pregnant, feeling strenuous movement inside as she stumbled to the edge of her desk. Greta came over to rub her back, but Ves pushed her away. She was upset at the thought, wondering why John was still playing with her mind. She was very aware this was a dream, but the sudden dampness in her panties felt so real.

Amazed, she removed her water-logged pants and sat against the desk. She felt contractions, but almost no pain. Giving in, she told Greta to help. Ves slid her ass upon the table, keeping her legs open wide. She leaned back and pushed, feeling a tightness inside that quickly passed. She yelped as something started sliding down, but to her surprise, she didn’t feel pain.

It felt wonderful. The movements felt almost like a message. Pressure rolled along the inside of her womb and she felt the urge to push again. The thing inside continued lower. It felt long and slender, wriggling as it opened her cervix wider and pushed down. A small wave of delight passed through her as the object slid through her vagina and opened her lips.

Moaning, Ves pushed again, gritting her teeth as she crumpled some papers in her fists. She could feel a thicker portion of the creature trying to pass. Greta jumped back with fright while Jacob looked stunned. She heard a noise and peered over her still expanding belly. Another hiss came as a tongue shot out. A snake’s head peeked from her pussy. As unsettling as it was, she felt more distraught by the sensations still inside her. Her growth was increasing, forcing her to lay back on the desk as her writhing stomach churned. She could feel the massive snake growing and now it seemed to be stuck.

She pushed hard, feeling the thick body rolling around in her womb. It couldn’t seem to escape, so she had Greta and Jacob lift her. Standing upright, Ves squatted a bit and tried again. It still didn’t hurt, but her cervix opened uncomfortably wide. It stretched to the limit, trying to release the beast into the world, but the opening was too small. And worse yet, it was still growing. She dropped onto her hands and knees, giving another attempt. With a loud, high-pitched whine, she used all of her might, whimpering as it failed to dislodge the monster. It couldn’t pass, but it continued expanding.

The others tried to lift her, but she slipped from their grasp and fell back against the desk. Ves sat, huffing and moaning, trying to remember that it was just a dream. She tried to calm her mind, but it felt so real. She pushed again, but it was weak and nothing moved. The pressure was overwhelming. Stretch marks showed on her swollen, rosy-red belly. The bulk of the monster’s body continued writhing in her stomach, constantly slithering and shifting. She felt somewhat amazed at her size, but the horrified looks of the others caused concern. Even Liam was distracted from his pain to watch her expansion.

Her skin was so tight that she could see the outline of the serpent. She felt a pop inside and suddenly there seemed to be more space. More things broke within her body and numbness spread through her core. The snake fought to escape, opening her vagina wider as it thrashed around, but it was too late. She grimaced, feeling her belly pop open. A red mist sprayed outward, causing the others to stumble backward. She watched her skin rip apart, her womb splitting open as it birthed the creature. The giant snake’s body shot outward, the upper half still winding through her lower section. Smooth gray scales glistened as it moved through her ruined insides.

Ves sprang up in bed, gasping in a cold sweat. In near darkness, she could see her startled lover’s eyes. She calmed herself, assuring Greta that it was just a dream. Attempting to ease her mind, Gret rubbed her shoulder and lightly kissed her breast before attempting to go back to sleep. Ves did the same, lying back and trying to ignore how tangible it felt. She draped an arm around Greta as she tried to forget the experience.

Her eyes shot open as a movement came from her belly. Ves was frozen with fear, her heart racing – it was definitely slithering. She felt tears in her eyes, knowing nothing could save her from the awful fate. She didn’t know what to tell her lover, so she remained silent. Then, a sharp jab came from within her stomach. She had a sudden image of John’s wry smile. She let out a long breath, laughing silently in the darkness. This was his form of a joke. She was pissed, but more relieved than anything. She felt Greta snuggle closer as she went back to sleep.

At breakfast, Ves took a chance, explaining much of what transpired to her lover. Greta just shook her head, passing the thoughts as an elaborate dream. She was empathetic, understanding how much it affected her, but she didn’t believe a word of it. She rode along, mocking Ves as they drove to some remote area and down some treacherous roads in the mid-morning light.

“You don’t have to bring me to some secluded spot to fuck me. I’m willing to do it wherever!”
“You’ll see.” Ves knew they were close.
“I’ve never been this far away from civilization. Where do we find the snake people again?”
“Oh, shut up!”
Greta giggled. “Want a snack, maybe nibble on your cellphone for sustenance?”
Ves ignored the comment, craning her neck as the path curved. “We’re here.”

The cabin was quite large, but it looked pretty normal. She was expecting something bigger, but she knew it was right. They headed onto the porch, where she found a hidden key tucked beneath a floorboard, just as John instructed her. Greta was suddenly quiet, clearly disturbed as they stepped into the strange home. Inside it was completely different, looking like the interior of a lavish castle.

The main room was spacious, well furnished, and filled with tapestry. It couldn’t even fit into the cabin they viewed from outside. Some kind of magic was at play and Greta was starting to believe her story. They heard chanting coming from a connecting hallway, so they continued on. Greta turned the corner first, gasping as she slumped to the floor. Ves peeked around the corner, understanding why she fainted.

A giant, snake-like monster was speaking in a language that made her uneasy. The creature was beside a grossly overinflated woman who was hoisted up and tied to an X-shaped platform. Her vacant eyes showed no care as the snake-man rubbed her tight red stomach, constantly repeating a number of foreign phrases. It was completely invested in the ritual, ignoring their entrance. The woman gave them a passing glance before tensing and twitching violently. A wave rolled through her plump body, but her belly was so tight that it barely seemed to move.

Greta came to, blinking rapidly as Ves helped her up. They watched the scene as the restrained woman closed her eyes and pushed. Her belly tensed and her toes curled. Water splashed on the floor between her open legs. She showed her teeth as she pushed again and again. She was having immense difficulty expelling the child, but the snake creature continued chanting calmly. Greta and Ves exchanged looks, wondering if they should offer some kind of help.

Before they could intervene, the captured woman let out a loud grunt, pushing with all of her might. This time she made progress. A small portion of slightly darker, smooth skin showed from her stretched pussy. It was clear that the massive child wasn’t human. She fought to get it out, but her face seemed devoid of concern. Her body, however, was showing the strain. Sweat covered her pink skin while small noises betrayed her discomfort. Her hands balled into fists and her toes twisted in the air. She grew louder, letting out pained, sad grunts. A line of drool dripped between her breasts as she mumbled incoherently.

She managed to pass the head, revealing an oddly formed child that looked something like an obese human. It wailed, covered in pink slime. It wiggled in her tight entrance, slipping lower and struggling as one shoulder passed through. It flailed even more violently, shaking her whole body as it pulled an arm free and used it to assist in the exit. The humanoid creature was bigger than a toddler, but somehow she was still intact. The monster freed its other arm and used them both to push itself free. There was a wet, slurping noise as it slid its hips past. It was a boy, and it landed on the wooden floor with a slimy thump.

It was vocal, acting like a baby once more. The snake creature cleaned up and took the large child, paying no attention to the guests as it slithered past. The restrained woman passed out from the trauma, but she was still breathing. Her belly was quite large without the child and clear slime trickled from her gaping entrance and down her inner thighs. Ves stepped closer and gently touched her shoulder, but she was unresponsive.

Ves drew a sharp breath, feeling sudden movement in her belly. She involuntarily squatted as the pressure moved lower. Her lower lips spread wide, allowing something wet to pass in an instant. The blob of slime rolled along the floor, up the restrained woman’s leg, and into the cavernous opening. Ves was startled as the woman came to.

“This is Brittany.” The captured woman spoke with surprising ease after the ordeal. “But, I am inside her for now.” John controlled her, using her fingers to release the upper straps.
“She could get out at any time?”
“Of course,” he spoke through her mouth. “She’s my pet, she doesn’t have free will anymore.”
Greta whimpered behind her. “What do you want from us?”

Brittany stepped down from the platform, reaching lower and fingering her open vagina. Her nose crumpling in disgust as she felt the slimy hole. Sweating profusely, she looked physically drained but acted totally normal. It was strange seeing her so expressive after the event. Her eyes showed confidence as she turned her attention to Ves, walking closer and sliding a hand along her ample breasts. “We will get to that.” Ves recognized the smile from her dream.

Brittany’s hands went beneath her blouse and slid it up. Ves didn’t resist, feeling a little self-conscious as she reached around to undo her bra. The controlled woman walked around and cupped her breasts from behind. Ves could feel something poking against her butt and she knew the intent. She looked to Greta as the hands kneaded her ample chest. It felt kind of nice, but she had no clue what her lover was thinking about the ordeal.

Moving to Greta, Brittany wiggled the purple cock that formed between her legs. “Remember last night? That wasn’t a dildo… That was all me.” She poked her chest as she spoke in a low tone. “Now I want you again.” Brittany took her wrist and yanked her pants down. “Bend over and let me fuck you.”

Ves approached, raising a finger as she cut in. “Just wait-“ A quick gesture from Brittany made her stop in an instant. Stumbling to the side, Ves leaned upon the wall as her belly rumbled. Her midsection ballooning quickly, looking like she carried a giant round ball. “Ah…”

Averting her eyes from the unexplained punishment, Greta got into position. Staring at the ground, she spread her ass submissively. “Good girl.” Brittany lined up and pushed the slippery cock in between her cheeks. It poked up her butt and she didn’t even complain. Her fat ass slapped against the host’s shaven mound.

It was awkwardly quiet, so Brittany decided to spice it up. The sphere in Ves’ belly expanded. Spines pushed outward, making her whine like a child. “I need to hear more from you, Greta, or she will get it again, understand?”
“Yes!” She grunted loudly with each thrust. “Ah, ah, fuck me!”

Ves watched as the spines retracted, leaving her belly smooth and round. She was nervous, expecting the pain to return at any moment. Brittany took hold of Greta’s hair, riding her hard, much like Ves had done the night before. It would be enjoyable to watch the overweight girl being rammed normally, but Ves was scared of John’s intentions.

Brittany saw her frightened eyes, stopping abruptly. Waving her closer, Ves bent over next to Greta as instructed and spread her ass too. Brittany shoved the smooth pole up her rear, watching the apple ass jiggling as she fucked her. She did her for a while before moving back to Greta. She was having fun switching between the girls, watching them take it dutifully.

“I thought you were going to help me!” Ves complained as she watched her girlfriend taking it in the ass.
“Remember, I like power?” Brittany giggled, removing the violet dick and moving back to Ves. 

After pushing it all the way in, Brittany paused. A movement caused Ves to gasp in surprise. The cock seemed to be growing inside of her, opening her asshole from within. She enjoyed having things up her butt normally, but this was too much and the circumstance was too strange. Ves’ belly swung like a pendulum as he railed her with the girthy organ. She didn’t enjoy being butt-fucked by a stranger, but she didn’t get a say. She only hoped Greta wasn’t too scared. 

Greta’s cute face scrunched as he switched back, popping the thicker dick up her ass without warning. She was moaning and it wasn’t clear if she enjoyed it or not. She accepted it either way, holding onto the wall as Brittany’s thick body leaned into the motions. The pace increased and the two lovers shared a glance, questioning how they arrived at this point.

It was fun watching them squirm. Brittany held her wide hips, pushing towards climax. The man inside wasn’t accustomed to such feelings, but the real enjoyment came from making them nervous. Brittany put fingers in the fat woman’s mouth, hooking it from both sides and making her look like a fool. She rode her even harder, causing her to whine awkwardly and drool uncontrollably. Brittany pulled back and jabbed it in a few times before the sweet release took over.

She quaked with euphoria, her heart thrumming in her chest. Letting go of her face, Brittany lightly traced fingertips along her victim’s back. Warmth radiated from the woman’s skin, feeling soft and pleasant as she held onto her chubby sides. Greta sniffled as she unplugged her ass and let the purple cock recede and hide within her loins.

“That was for being a bitch to me at the coffee shop, Ves.” She spanked Greta’s big ass, mesmerized for a moment as the skin rebounded. “Now we can get down to business!” Brittany laughed as the two shared another glance. She left them for a minute, returning with a small brush and a vial of ink. She eyed Greta with devious intent.

Sherry’s Limits

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

A Special Project

Standard

He enjoyed seclusion, but from time to time he had to endure society. He had a craving, and he was running low on servants. John ordered a beverage, eyeing a few girls conversing at a nearby table. He stepped forward, stopped abruptly by a strong-bodied woman. He only barely bumped her, but she turned with fire in her eyes.

“Watch where you’re going.” She looked him over before shoving him. “You lanky piece of shit.” He was too stunned to respond. “What? Too much of an asshole to apologize? Some fucking alpha male that thinks the world owes him? I see how you’re looking at me like I’m some piece of ass. Step back and fuck off!” He was genuinely surprised by the outburst.

The next minute was tense and the barista was hesitant to break the quiet. “Ves.” She took her drink with an angry sigh. While distracted, he cast a localization spell on her midsection. He ignored the woman’s angry scowl as she passed, knowing revenge would bring him great pleasure.

He spent a few hours watching people go about their mundane lives before he returned home. Brittany greeted him. Her belly was red and swollen, carrying yet another sizable creature. He recruited a few other women recently, but they could not compare to Brittany’s resilient body. She lumbered closer, the heavy stomach swaying as she took each step.

He led her into the library and told her to find a spell. She was slow, breathing heavily as she reached high to thumb through some of the scroll cases. Her veiny belly pressed against the shelf, making her pull back for a moment to hold it. Her emotions were mostly gone, but he could see her pain. He ignored it as he continued the search. She bent down, showing her thick ass as she plucked a case and opened the cap.

“I found it. Transform.”
John was elated, planting a quick kiss on her cheek and another on her tight belly before snatching the scroll. Her expression didn’t change, but Brittany held her breath. Her eyes showed the slightest of happiness before her belly throbbed. She lurched forward, holding her stomach as the outline of a face appeared and vanished. She was huffing, frozen in place as the pain subsided.

John was pleased that the creature was still alive. Carrying an ogre was quite taxing. The last two didn’t survive, but with the aid of magic, he was hopeful for this one. He planned to fuck her, but first he had another matter to take care of. He directed her to the bedroom as he unfurled the scroll and pieced together the proper incantation.

Ves awoke five minutes before her alarm as usual. She begrudgingly crawled from bed, rousing her lover as she gathered clothes. Greta crawled closer, purring as she pulled Ves’ panties down and opened her ass. She pushed between the cheeks, licking her asshole gently, working her tongue around as she held her pliable thighs. 

Ves paused for a minute, enjoying the sensation as she stretched and yawned. Her excitement built, but she pulled away, knowing she didn’t have the time for fun. The hefty woman laid back upon the bed, opening her legs and attempting to entice Ves’ back. Short violet hair stuck to her wet lips. She opened her pussy and displayed the butt plug she had kept in overnight. Again, Ves shook her head in the subdued light and made her way to the bathroom.

She did her business and tried to stand when she realized her legs were unresponsive. Her arms felt that way too, making her anxious as she sat, suspended in place. A thick, slimy goo poured from her lower holes, flowing into the toilet. It came quickly, making her whimper as she tried to understand what was happening.

She watched her muscular tummy swell outward. It felt strange and scary. She was somewhat relieved to feel the flow of slime stop below. Then a voice came. “Remember me?” She couldn’t recall and he answered before she could reply. “You are some piece of ass. I’m the guy who you bitched at yesterday. No one else can hear me because I’m inside of you.”

“Wh-what?” She stammered, still partially paralyzed. “How?”

“This will be your punishment for being so rude. You’re going to be my toy for the day. If you tell anyone what’s happening then I will split you apart.” She questioned him again and he decided to show her. “I can… adjust myself…” He started moving. She watched with wide eyes as her belly trembled, expanding larger as it shook. Her vibrating skin swelled far beyond her impressive bust. She was horrified to see her belly ballooning, expanding to the size of a heavily pregnant woman. “I can just keep going…”

Her once trim core was pulled tight. She looked heavy with a full-term child when the expansion stopped. Somehow this man was ruining her body and she was powerless to stop him. She was still trapped in place as the vibration shifted lower. Suddenly she felt an intense pleasure spreading through her body. She failed to resist, overcome by the creeping pressure in her loins. She breathed through her teeth, scrunching her face as she felt a climax wash over her entire body.

Trembling and gasping, Ves felt movement return to her limbs. She opened her eyes to see her massive belly shrinking to a more manageable size. It didn’t return to normal, leaving her with a notable bulge over her once sexy midriff. “You can’t do this!”
“You better get ready for work. You’re already going to be late.”
“How do you-“ She checked the clock. He was right.

She rushed to clean up and get dressed. She only appeared slightly bloated beneath her business dress. The button down jacket hid her girth and her hourglass figure was thankfully far more eye-catching.  She glanced into the bedroom as she passed, seeing her plump lover sleeping in a compromising position.

“You like them big. What a lard.”
“Be quiet.”
“She just moved in, I see. Oh, and she is very accommodating.”
“Get the hell out of my head!” She whispered. Sudden silence unsettled her as she locked the door and walked to the bus stop. Nine people were interspersed in the seats, paying little attention as she sat down. The bus rumbled on as she contemplated her situation. She thought about finding the man responsible for this strange predicament, but she didn’t even know his name.

“You’re being naughty.” He spoke from within, “I think I should help.”

Inside she felt something open painfully wide. She felt the object slide lower through her vagina and through her pussy lips. She realized he was fucking her from inside her cervix. Ves crumpled forward, trying her best to hide the discomfort from the collection of passengers. She groaned as the slimy tendril wiggled side to side, poking her panties outward with each thrust.

Her whimpers caught the attention of a few people. One man was unashamed, watching her intently as she fought to maintain composure. She hung her head, seeing a subtle outline of her hard nipples through the jacket. She reached across her chest, acting like she was scratching an itch. Her arm compressed her large breasts, making another man glance up. She put her arm down, feeling their gaze upon her. She hated feeling so fragile, but the movement below kept her mind distracted.

She felt a pressure upon her g-spot, making her jerk forward and gasp. Another woman turned her head, but she was respectful enough to ignore the strange noises. Ves was enjoying the feeling, slightly moving her hips in time with the outward thrusts of the tendril. She was building closer and closer, feeling another orgasm creeping over her. Then, it stopped.

Wound tight and searching for an explanation, Ves moved her fingers lower to finish. Before she could, a sharp, sudden pain from within made her crumple and gasp. Another pain came and she felt her stomach push outward. She was trying to ride out the pain, acting as if nothing happened to the few passengers watching. Her hands covered her stomach, feeling the orgasm slipping away. She yearned for the climax, but another sudden pain ripped it away fully. Her stomach pushed outward, parting her hands for a moment before returning to normal. One man was utterly shocked by the sight, but he didn’t understand. He shook his head and looked to the window.

“You’re so obsessed with being in control that you have a sex slave waiting at home. I think this is good for you. It will make you realize that you’re always someone’s bitch.” He was listening to her thoughts and he knew everything about her. She hated being so helpless and he knew it.

The remainder of the ride went by without change. She avoided eye contact until she arrived at the office. She pushed through the revolving door, passed by the receptionist, and waited for an elevator. The door opened to reveal her coworker, Jacob. The tubby man smiled as he greeted her. He worked on the same floor and he was one of the few she enjoyed talking with. She found his nervousness cute. She pictured him naked for a fleeting moment, instantly regretting the thought. 

“It’s good to see you swing both ways. What would Greta think?” Ves stumbled in her reply to Jacob, trying to ignore the voice. “I bet you’d love to have him bend you over. Maybe I could help you out.”

She felt her cheeks flush. Excitement spread throughout her body. A warmth grew in her privates and dampness followed. She had an intense urge to pin him against the wall and fuck him hard, but the elevator door opened and another person stepped in. Her panties were soaked. She tried to hide her urges as he spoke, but she could barely focus. Relief came when she reached her floor. She quickly said farewell and rushed to her office.

She hastily searched through her desk drawer. She transferred the slender blue vibrator from its hiding place and into her purse. She nodded in greeting as she passed the other offices on her way to the bathroom. She was thankful that it was empty. She locked the stall and hung her purse. With the vibrator in hand, she slipped her wet underwear onto the floor and eased in the toy. Her eyelids fluttering as she lowered onto the toilet.

The toy hummed quietly as it pressed into her pussy. Breathing heavily, Ves worked the vibrator in and out, feeling a powerful orgasm rolling over her. She rocked her hips, making the toilet seat flex beneath her comfy ass. She reached beneath her jacket, feeling her big tit through her shirt. Squeezing it hard, she imagined, her fat co-worker plowing her like an animal. She ignored the uncomfortable position as she put her legs out, fully engrossed in the pleasure.

Her mind switched to Greta. Thinking of her expansive tits clamped as she moaned. Ves loved to dominate her, but now she was in that predicament. Clamping down hard on her nipple, Ves thought about how she could be used. Lying on Greta’s comfy body as Jacob did her from behind. She was surprised to feel a more intense orgasm come, making her tremble and slip lower. She rode it for a time before the vibration became too much. She was about to remove the vibrator, but it suddenly moved inside. She put a finger in her pussy to retrieve it, but the feeling was too strong.

She was immobilized by pleasure, whimpering as the vibration continued. Juices splashed into the water below. She gasped and moaned until her awareness returned. She stiffly shifted higher in the seat. The vibrator was on the highest setting and wedged deep in her pussy. She balled her fist and in a display of rage punched herself hard in the stomach. It hurt, but she did it again even harder.

Suddenly she felt movement within and a bulge pushed outward. Buttons flew from her jacket and her shirt, skittering along the tile. Another painful punch came from within. Ves slumped forward, grunting in pain as he retaliated. She lifted up to see the visible outline of a hand pushing outward from within her womb. It was extremely unsettling to see and she knew he could do much worse if he wanted.

“I’m sorry! I’m sorry! Please stop this! I’ll do whatever you want!”

The hand pulled back and the vibrator clicked off. She sat there for a moment, staring at her ripped clothing. The toy was still buried in her depths, but she was too afraid to question his intentions. She got up, tossing her soaked panties in the garbage as she cleaned up. Her shirt wouldn’t close now, but she was able to hold it shut as she went back to her office.

Only twenty-four other employees worked on this floor and most were busy with client calls and paperwork, but a couple of them stopped her to chit-chat. One, in particular, proved to be very persistent.

Liam followed her down the hallway. “Hey, Ves, how are things?” He continued, asking useless questions as they came to her office. She turned at the door, tactfully blocking him from stepping through. He was known for reading the files on people’s desks and using that information to steal their clients. She despised him, but she was used to this dance. “Want to go out for drinks later? My treat.” He had a deep, sexy voice and he took care of himself. He was into guys, but she knew he had taken a few women just to pry some secrets from them. She had to respect him – he managed to stay at the top in spite of being a well-known manipulator.

“Thanks, but I have something going on. Maybe another time… Like never.”
He cocked his head. “Ouch. Maybe you should unwind sometime… Oh wait, it looks like you just did.”

Ves became suddenly self-conscious, smoothing her hair as she kept her blouse held shut. Then, at the worst possible time, a hum came from within. She could feel the toy shaking deep inside her and her sudden jerk alerted the man to the trouble. Liam watched her, his mouth hanging open with surprise.

“Are you? Is that a vibrator?” He leaned lower, a gleeful smile spreading along his face. “You naughty girl!”
“It’s not… It’s my phone.” She turned bright red as she reached for the door. He barged past as she closed it behind him. ”Get out of my office!” She whispered.
“Uh, no.” He pulled her dress up without warning. “Liam!” She growled, “I should have you fired!”
“Go ahead.” He pulled out his phone and started recording. “Go ahead, Ves, tell the audience what you’re hiding down there!”
She fought back tears as she held out one hand. “Stop this right now!”
“If you listen closely you can hear the smooth music of an adult toy in one of our top consultants!” He laughed. “And…” He brought the phone lower, “she’s not wearing underwear!”

Ves felt small and weak, crumpling to the floor. She hid her face as she sat on her knees, trying desperately to hide the effects of the toy. She was deeply aroused, but the shameful situation kept her in check. Her chest heaved unevenly as she tried not to show the building pleasure. Her thoughts shifted abruptly as something rubbed her g-spot. Her pink skin had a sheen of sweat. She couldn’t stop making short, quick thrusts into the air. Her skin tingled and her butt tensed. She was thrusting so vigorously that her business dress slid up, allowing him the slightest view of her shaven privates.

He was delighted and confused as she stared at him. It was so shameful, but she couldn’t stop. Her curvy body bouncing as the feeler moved inside her. She was moaning as she put her hands on the floor to support herself, opening her legs without care. Her large chest showed from her torn blouse, only kept in check by the smooth ivory bra. Her nose crinkled as she moaned again and again. She felt the slow building climax, winding her tighter and tighter until… release.

Falling backward, Ves flopped embarrassingly upon the floor. She rolled onto her side, recovering from the stronger orgasm. She waited for a moment, too scared to look back at the man observing the entire lewd display. She finally peeked through her frazzled hair, seeing his astonishment. Her mind raced as he tucked the phone away.

“What… the fuck?”
“Delete that now and I’ll give you the Fischer case.”
“How about I save this and you give me all your cases.”
“But… I need…” She paused, thinking about her dire situation.
“You need a job.” He grinned. “Maybe I can keep you around as my assistant!”

Climbing to her feet, Ves charged the man. She brought him down and hastily took the phone from his pocket. He was much stronger, but her nearly naked body upon him kept him in check. She moved her finger with purpose, quickly pulling up the video and hitting delete. He flipped her over and pinned her in a scandalous position as he got his phone back.

“Your word against mine now.” She glanced down, “think people will believe this was my doing?”
“You know,” he pulled back and got to his feet, “I could ruin us both. They might believe you, but I bet there’s a way to get that video back.” He showed a conceited smile. “How about I get one of your clients, my choice, every month for a year. Does that seem fair?”
“Not at all, you have a deal.” It was a horrible set up, but it would hopefully put this mess behind her.

Liam shook his head one more time before slinking through the door. Feeling drained, she slowly climbed up and found her spare top. The thin, blue sweater ran a little small on her swollen midsection, but at least it covered her. Her dress was damp, but being black made it virtually unnoticeable. The gravity of the situation hit. She had just put on a show for the most underhanded person she knew and somehow it didn’t destroy her. It gave her a surge of confidence. She fixed her hair and mentally prepared to finish the day.

She made a few quick calls, trying her best to avoid other clients. Being a financial consultant meant that a good amount of your work was planning and consultations. She tried to focus on the paperwork, but it was difficult to ignore the dildo buried in her nether region. She spent a few hours slowly working through the files until a knock came on her door. A petite woman nervously entered. She was very pregnant and very shy. Ves reluctantly invited her to sit down, hoping this would go quickly.

“Hi, I just brought some files you requested for one of your clients. Do you have a moment to go over them?”

Unable to say no, Ves sat as the woman pointed out every detail pertaining to the files. She either wanted to kill time or thought that Ves couldn’t read. Ves was getting rather anxious until the woman suddenly jerked forward. She put a small hand on her belly, controlling her breathing as the discomfort passed.

“It’s okay. This little guy just gets a little excited when he hears new voices. Want to feel?” The cute girl smiled warmly. Ves had no interest in the child growing in this stranger’s belly, but she knew how to act. She got up and placed a hand on the girl’s soft, warm skin. It took a few seconds, but she could feel the movement and she acted surprised. The girl giggled. “How far along are you?”
Ves was startled by the question. “Uh, a m-month.”
“Oh, wonderful! Things get easier as you go, I promise.” They wrapped up their conversation shortly and as soon as the door closed Ves fell into her chair.

She reached below and tried to remove the toy. She was nearly fisting her wet, sensitive hole, but the dildo was still beyond reach. She pinched the bridge of her nose, frustrated by her situation. She tried to think of a way to take out the slime creature in her womb, but a laugh echoed through her mind.

“You really hate people, don’t you? Maybe deep down you want kids.” She perked up, feeling pressure in her abdomen. Her stomach grew outward, pushing the sweater up and her waistband lower. “Wouldn’t it be nice to have a child or two growing inside of you?” Her belly button pushed outward as her tummy grew. She looked much, much bigger than the other woman now and she was still expanding. “You’d make a great mommy.”

“No!” She snapped, holding her quivering stomach as it crawled over her thighs. “I don’t want kids! I can’t even have them now!” He could sense her disgust at the thought of having something growing inside her.

“It doesn’t matter. I can give you kids. I can even give you four or five at once!” Huge bumps came and went as something moved inside of her. Tears ran down her cheeks as her skin pressed outward. She was appalled by the feeling and pleaded for him to stop. Her crying quieted as the outline of a small foot pressed out. She was in shock as another small hand pressed against her thigh. Something sharp pushed against her inner walls and then something rounded. “Maybe I’ll give you something besides a human baby.”

Just below her rolled sweater and between her breasts a small face appeared. It looked like something out of a fantasy and it disturbed her deeply. It moved its mouth before sliding out of sight. Something else moved by her belly button and she could almost swear it was a snake. It was terrifying to think of those creatures inside her and she had to cover her mouth to muffle the sobs.

Her fear was made worse as she saw multiple things slithering beneath her skin. It felt like a hundred snakes were packed into her womb, writhing around and searching for an exit. The pressure was so intense and she wanted to get them out, but they couldn’t find the path to freedom. Instead, they twisted and turned, making her belly bulge as their thick bodies moved.

Feeling a sudden pull, Ves fell from the seat. She was on her knees, holding her full belly as the creatures worked into a frenzy. It was harder to deal with, as her skin felt like it might tear under the immense weight. She rested it upon the floor, holding her desk as it wobbled and shook. She was crying and grunting, wishing for a way out of this nightmare when the vibrator clicked on.

She hated her body for enjoying the movements. It disgusted her to the core, but she was excited by the movements. Then a snake pushed out of her womb, wriggling side to side as its thick body pushed through her tight vagina. It was thick and it fought fiercely to get out. She tensed as she felt it slide past the vibrator, pressing it against her inner walls as it moved. It was stuck just inside her pussy.

Ves felt something pinching her clit and it felt amazing. Her knuckles turned white upon the edge of the desk. Hair stuck to her neck as she clenched her teeth. Her crying stopped, replaced with angry grunts. A strong orgasm hit her, making her fall onto her ass clumsily. The pleasure took over, making her drool like an idiot as she leaned against her chair. She was disheveled and delirious as she felt the snake move back into her womb. The vibration quit and her belly started to shrink. Whatever was inside went motionless.

Back to her normal size, she climbed into her chair and adjusted her clothing. A big wet spot was on the carpeted floor, but it was hidden beneath her desk. She put her head down and closed her eyes, nearly falling asleep before the man inside jabbed her. She perked up, wiping her eyes and fixing her hair as she realized where she was. She continued working without interruption for another hour when she heard a rumble in her belly. She thought it was him, but soon realized she was just hungry.

She forgot to pack a lunch, so she called down to the cafeteria to bring her a hot sandwich. The delivery charge was outlandish, but she was in no state to make the journey. She was about to take a bite when she felt something slimy push up her throat and into her mouth. She took some on her finger, seeing a thick violet slime.

Before she could move, a thick tendril of the purple slime erupted from her lips, her eyes doubled as the feeler took the sandwich from her hand and pulled it down her throat. She swallowed it whole, making a painful bulge in her esophagus as it moved down. It came back up and shot out, grabbing a stapler and pulling it into her mouth. The thick object hurt going down, but it happened in an instant. It continued by snatching a round pencil holder. The goo kept it as one object, pulling it down and into her belly.

She tried to grab it as it took a small potted plant, but it was too slippery. Her fingers slid off as the tendril forced the rounded pot into her open mouth. Her jaw was open wide, only barely able to fit the bulky item. It had continued trouble getting it past her windpipe. She couldn’t believe this was happening and she could feel all of the items collected in her stomach. She punched her abdomen again, but as before this agitated him. 

It took more small items, collecting them as she tried to hold her belly. She thought with enough pressure she could block items from fitting inside, but it didn’t help. She swallowed a pad of sticky notes, a computer mouse, and even a slim, corded telephone. Holding on, she was able to slow the ingestion of the phone, but it was too powerful, snapping the cord before taking the entire base into her body.

She was forced to ingest every small item in and around the desk. It even took the garbage bin and emptied it into her open mouth. Crumpled paper, food wrappers, and even aluminum cans slid into her belly. She tried to stop it, playing tug-of-war with the items and always losing. Her sweater moved higher, showing more and more skin as her midsection expanded. She pressed her belly hard into the side of the desk, but it only caused her more pain.

From the drawers it took pens, papers, and even her cosmetic bag. She watched as countless items slid uncomfortably down her throat and into her belly, clacking as they settled inside. Ves looked beyond pregnant, with a red, veiny stomach that ached from the oddly shaped items crammed inside. She was worried, not knowing how to remove the items without going to a hospital. The tendril came out again and opened her purse. Pulling her apartment keys and cell phone out and taking them down before she could grab them.

She leaned back in her seat, admitting defeat as she rubbed her overfilled belly. It was huge, hard, and heavy. Her top was only covering her chest now. It had moved beneath her bra, which caused her large breasts to appear even more prominent. She heard the sound of tearing fabric and felt her dress’ waistband slack. She watched the purple tentacle plucking more small items from the final drawer. A tape dispenser moved awkwardly through her esophagus and then there was a sudden stillness.

It seemed so quiet once the thing stopped force-feeding her. Tears wouldn’t even come. She was so awestruck by what just happened that she could barely think straight. She shifted forward and felt something shift. She felt an ache as she clumsily stood up. She used her desk for support and after a few stiff steps, she found balance. She felt sick, salivating suddenly and heavily. She grabbed her trash can and heaved. The plastic tape dispenser crept up her throat, causing a large bulge as it pushed through her mouth and out into the garbage. It made a loud thud as it landed and she felt more coming.

A knock came as she felt something large moving up her throat. She couldn’t respond as she cupped a hand over her mouth, stifling the urge to throw-up. “Ves, you have a call on line 3.” Her co-worker spoke through the door. “I was having problems patching him through.”
“Take…” She painfully swallowed the smooth metal stapler once again. “Message.” A pokey hairbrush rubbed as it moved in her belly, giving a very unpleasant sensation as it shifted lower once again. She had to get to the bathroom. Ves tried to suppress the urge to eject the remaining items as she lumbered to the door.

“Ves, he says it’s urgent.” The woman was still waiting outside.
Opening the door just enough to peek through, Ves spoke directly to the woman. “No more calls today.”
“You look like shit.” Her judgmental expression faded. “I can cover for you, but he says he will go elsewhere if you don’t talk to him right now.”
Ves rolled her eyes angrily, still feeling queasy. “Can I borrow your phone?”
“Uh, I guess. Why don’t you use your own?”
“It’s broken. Can you hand it to me?”
The girl narrowed her eyes. After a long contemplation, she went to her desk and took the phone base, holding it as she handed Ves the receiver.

“Hello, this is-“
“Ves, I pay you good money so I can talk to you anytime during business hours, Monday through Friday. If you start dodging my calls then I will take my firm across the street where I expect that bullshit!”

He went on, berating her as she tried to hide the cramps running from her low-hanging belly. She was in agony and the girl on the other side of the door seemed incredibly suspicious. The vibrator clicked on and off, making her sink lower as she listened. Ves tried her best to suppress the overwhelming sensations, but she was physically weak from holding such a weighted stomach.

“Mr. Delano, I am sorry… I am so sorry, but I am terribly sick and I… I promise I will do better in the future. As to answer your question, I can’t recommend that you invest in a start-up company with such differing goals. Could I please have a few days to do some research and write up a proper proposal?” He wasn’t pleased, but he finally conceded.

After saying goodbye, she gave the phone back. The other woman’s eyes dipped lower. She looked disgusted after the glimpse, but she didn’t get a chance to respond as Ves closed the door. She felt sick as she leaned against the door. Her expansive belly resting against her thighs, pushing her stretched dress lower. She felt things moving as she breathed. Praying that the other woman wasn’t watching, she took a deep breath and opened the door. 

She pulled it shut loudly as she stomped ahead, causing a few people to look with surprise. She stumbled forward, holding her distended belly tightly as she moved. Most of the office doors were closed in the afternoon with client meetings. She attempted to hide the full effects of her predicament by turning away from the open doorways. The objects shifted audibly, causing her great distress as she waddled ahead.

Just before the bathroom, she made direct eye contact – Jacob was astonished by the sight. She pushed on as he rushed to follow. She went into the bathroom, found the largest stall, and immediately ejected a few smaller items. Jacob came in, opening the unlocked stall door. He made it in time to see a hard square moving beneath her chest, up her throat, and through her open mouth. A slimy telephone hit the toilet seat and landed on the floor. She hastily yanked on the cord running into her mouth, pulling the headset out slowly. She gasped as she worked it free, turning to him with pure despair.

The vibrator clicked on yet again. She was sore and tired, but she felt a deep yearning for another intense orgasm. Warmth filled her loins as she looked at the overweight man staring with awe. He looked so innocent and she wanted to cum so badly. The urge to let out the items passed as she turned and stood. She stepped ahead with a hunger in her eyes as she gave him a slow, sensual kiss. He was paralyzed with fear and it excited her even more.

She gave him a few more quick kisses before squatting. Her awkward belly rested upon the cold tile in between her parted knees. Eagerly, she unfastened his belt and slid his pants to the floor. He whimpered as she fished out his cock and started sucking. The bathroom was empty, but if someone came in they would be greeted by an overweight man being blown. They would see her enormous red belly, seeing the subtle veins stretched across her tight skin. She put her lips to the base, moving his flab back to take his entire cock. He was bigger than expected, but she could take it with little effort.

Making loud, lewd noises as she sucked him, Ves was getting so wet below. She opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue, licking his balls as she paused. He grabbed her head and pounded her mouth. His quick movements let her know he was getting close.

Warm cum shot to the back of her throat, making her squint, but she never pulled away. He held her in place, feeding numerous blasts of his seed into her slippery mouth. She licked his balls again, making him squirm and release his grip. She wanted it all, following as he stumbled back. She sucked hard, keeping him from taking his cock out as she leaned ahead. He gasped weakly, finally removing his cock from her lips with a loud pop.

Ves got up with some difficulty, turning around and raising her behind. She bent over the toilet, wiggling her ass enticingly. He couldn’t resist, shuffling closer with his pants around his ankles. He flipped her dress up to see her beautifully plump butt. Her hourglass figure was still preserved at this angle, as her huge belly pressed against the toilet below. The items inside clacking and tapping through her skin.

Spreading her cheeks, Jacob eased his moist cock in. He moaned as it glided into the warm, tight hole. Ves let out a shrill groan. She raised up and put a hand back to slow him, but he followed along, keeping his cock in place. He was fully in her ass and he didn’t give her time to acclimate. The ache spread through her body as he drew back momentarily and pushed it back in. Her ass opened easily, causing her great discomfort as he enjoyed himself.

“I’m sorry… It just feels too… ah… too good.” He spoke quietly as he pumped her ass.

It hurt and the lack of control caused her even more distress. Ves didn’t want this, but she had absolutely no control. The nameless man who spoke to her mind was forcing her to do outlandish things that she didn’t even try to understand. Her thoughts blurred as she felt unique pains every time Jacob thrust. He was just a lonely man getting some, so she couldn’t blame him. She glanced back, watching the bulky man humping her frantically.

The tendril inside moved lower, putting pressure on her g-spot. Then she felt something rubbing her clit. The ache suddenly turned pleasurable and all her complaints disappeared. She huffed and pushed back. Her springy ass flattened as they pushed together. She took every inch and it felt fantastic. The pressure built as she took his hand and placed it upon her chest. He followed the lead and leaned forward, holding her tits as he fucked her from behind.

They were going so hard that the items inside were shifting. She felt something hard-hitting her thigh and the sound of plastic tapping came from her core. Jacob was stronger than expected, moving his hands back to her hips to get just a little farther in. Her climax built as his cock plunged inside. She was just about to finish when he abruptly stopped. She involuntarily clenched her asshole, making him moan as cum spurt out of his tightly gripped cock. Thick blasts collected in her rump, pushing past her pinched entrance.

The tickle on her clit grew stronger. She bared her teeth, working the pulsing cock in her ass. The orgasm was upon her in seconds, causing the overburdened woman to sink lower, huffing with delight. She relaxed as he pulled out, barely able to support herself over the fixture. With a hum coming from deep inside, she spun around weakly, planting her rump onto the toilet seat. Tremors continued through her body as her eyelids drooped lower. She melted into the seat, spreading her legs open, not caring as she showed her privates to the man.

Pulling his pants up, Jacob grinned like a child and thanked her profusely. He left, caring little about her plight. Ves was beyond worried as the vibrator whirred in her loins. No one caught them, but it seemed inevitable someone would come along soon. She felt a movement within. Sitting up, she heaved, feeling an item moving up her throat. She covered her mouth again, not wanting to cause a mess. The object slid back down, giving her a moment of respite as she tried to think. She didn’t know what to do as the numerous items moved inside her stomach, causing a very unwelcome feeling.

Something shifted below and she heard a tap as something slipped out of her ass. She guessed that it was the computer mouse, considering the cord followed behind it. She was bawling as the items came out at increasing speed. She tried to clench shut, but they moved out so smoothly. Cans crumpled and pencils snapped under the weight of larger items. She barely felt the vibrating toy come out, but she could hear it whirring inside the packed toilet bowl. It was almost full when she slid off. She went onto her knees, unable to stop the release of the assorted workplace items.

Ves was gasping and grunting, weak from pushing so many things out of her body as she squatted over the floor. Once it was over, she found herself in the middle of a slimy mess. It felt much better now. Her clothes were mostly spared from the expulsion and she thought she might actually be okay after all of this. She climbed to her feet and left the sticky clutter for someone else to deal with. She walked with purpose, avoiding her coworkers on the path to her office. Praying that no one noticed her disheveled clothing.

She had to stop to avoid an older couple arriving. She ducked into an empty room as they passed. She was about to head out as she felt a pressure low in her belly. She looked down to see her stomach expanding beneath her waistband. This time her dress didn’t move lower. Instead, it pulled tighter and tighter until the stretched band popped apart, falling uselessly upon the floor.

She was stunned, knowing that she couldn’t simply hide herself any longer. Her belly retracted, only showing a small bump once again. The man was watching and enjoying every bit of her hardship. Her sweater was far too small to cover her privates and she knew there was only a short time before the owner of this office returned. Only a short distance remained to reach the privacy of her own office, but it would be impossible to avoid people now.

Thinking quickly, she took a large potted plant from the windowsill and carried it in front of her crotch. She took a deep breath and started walking. Sure enough, a woman passed in the hall. Ves had to turn to let her by, keeping her exposed backside against the wall. It worked and she continued only a few steps until another man exited his office. She did the same thing, pressing her ass against the glass as he shuffled by the sprawling plant. She turned to see that the office blinds had been open. She had just exposed herself again, but thankfully the man turned away, chatting on the phone.

She hustled down the hall, taking solace as she turned the knob and pushed into her office. A thick stack of files sat just inside the door with a note attached. I noticed you cleaned out your office, but I heard someone say you were stuck in the bathroom with Jacob. Ooh, what a scandal! I expect proposals and quarterly plans for all of these clients by tomorrow. It was signed with a heart, but she knew Liam was behind it.

Ves sat the plant down and brought the files to her empty desk. It would take all night to finish his work and she didn’t even have her phone to call Greta for spare clothes. “The janitor is going to find my cell phone in that mess!” She stared at the manila folder with utter despair. “And Liam knows Jacob had sex with me.” She thought aloud as she hung her head with shame. “Well, he will know once he talks to Jacob, I’m sure. It won’t be hard to intimidate that lard ass.“ She spoke bitterly. 

“Jacob won’t remember a thing.”
“H-how can you be sure?”
“Are you really doubting my power, Ves?”
She submissively shook her head. “No, no… What now?”
“You didn’t tell them, so you get to survive.” He laughed. “But you get a little surprise for being so promiscuous.”

Ves felt something and raised her sweater to investigate. Her stomach puffed out more notably than before. She put a hand over it and felt vigorous movement. She gasped in fright as she pulled her hand aside. Something was alive inside her and she knew it was more than just slime.

“Have a good night, Mom.” The laughter faded, leaving her with a lingering dread of what was to come. She had nothing to do but sit and wait until the others left. She had to time it right to go get her items before the cleaning crew found what she left. Only then could she call Greta to get some clothes and bring some basic office supplies to do the mountain of work.

An Invasion of Samus

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Stepping through the cool, wet sand, Katherine stripped away her oxygen tank and excess gear. It felt fantastic to shed the weight, but the sunlight felt uncomfortably hot on her exposed skin. Gorgeous and vibrant, the beach was something right out of a fantasy. It was rare to find a location like this unspoiled by tourists, but the jungle ahead was known to be dangerous. I wish Abbey was here. Hopefully she got a good view on her way in.

They were somewhere in the Philippines and reports told of an expansive outdoor drug operation that also dealt in some sort of secret experiment. She charged ahead with her weapon ready, feeling her tits bouncing awkwardly as she sprinted for the tree line. Her lavender bikini did little to protect her from the foliage, but it certainly helped her stay cool. She knew she would be obvious if someone saw her fair skin moving through the palm trees, so she slowed down when she came close to the suspected area. Creeping along, she found the spot their contact informed them about. Mantis was helping again, in spite of the questionable information from before.

Katherine hopped into the narrow trench, following it deeper into the jungle. She came upon an open area, with tables set up and stacks of processed drugs piled high. It unnerved her, as no one seemed to be guarding such a large stash. Ignoring the drug packs, she found a table filled with correspondence. She found a letter talking about Oxanna and how she met her demise. Signed by a woman named Sveta, it promised assistance against foreign agents. Katherine found many letters talking about her exploits. 

She was able to read most of the languages, but one was in code. Katherine took a photo of the notes using her prototype retinal camera and headed down another trench. They weren’t sure what was awaiting them here, but the lack of people made her uneasy.

“Boom.” Lyla looked down from above, her massive breasts barely restrained by her bikini top. The woman’s heavily highlighted eyes smiled as she held her rifle against her flat stomach. “This seems like a trap, doesn’t it?”
“It does.” Katherine agreed, sensing some concern in her colleague’s usually confident voice. “I don’t hear any birds, do you?”

Lyla shook her head, jumping down into the trench. Her top-heavy body rebounded as she walked ahead, her shapely ass shifting as she led the way. Katherine had to admit that she looked good, but her personality was a little too much for her at times. The two scantily clad ladies made their way through the pathways finding the meeting point without trouble. Abbey nodded at their approach as she listened to their other companions discussing what to do next.

The rosy-cheeked blonde girl scanned the area, holding her pistol at her side. “They wouldn’t abandon the place and leave all the drugs. We were expecting heavy resistance, so it has to be something big that pulled them away.”
“Or it’s a trap.” Lyla cut in.
“Maybe, but why wait now.” Taylor looked around. “This would be a perfect space to ambush us.”
“Or maybe something killed them.” The older agent suggested. “Maybe we should see what’s down there.” The tall and slender middle-eastern woman stepped up to an open hatch, listening to a faint sound coming from within. “I think I heard a scream.”
Lyla put her assault rifle against her shoulder as walked past, moving casually down the steps. “Be ready for anything.”

All five women moved with care, keeping space as they kept in formation. They all watched different angles, making sure to clear each cell they passed. The room at the end of the hall was much bigger and there they saw an unexpected sight.

A woman made of slime squatted over an unconscious man, directing his arms up and in between her legs. The woman looked to them, raising up as the frantic man was pulled into her loins. The slime woman was shapely, with an hourglass figure, but her lack of expression made her intimidating. She moved ahead and Lyla was the first to open fire, barely causing the creature to flinch. The others joined in, blasting at her chest. The bullets slowed her, but they made no lasting damage.

The creature turned its attention to Taylor, running ahead as it failed to evade the gunfire. The slime trembled and fell at her feet, splashing onto her legs. They stopped firing, uncertain of what to do as the slime toyed with them. As expected, the slime reformed into a hand around Taylor’s ankle before moving up her legs. She tried to back away, but the ooze followed and continued the climb.

Without any of the usual methods to combat the slime, they could only watch as it pulled Taylor’s swimsuit down. It pushed upward and into both of her lower entrances. The less seasoned girl dropped her weapon, trying to push the slime from her legs. The sticky slime trapped her arms at her sides, leaving her helpless as it filled her.

“Do something, please!” The girl’s bright blue eyes looked to them for some sort of assistance. She pulled, unable to break free as her one-piece swimsuit expanded around the midsection. She had no clue what was happening, her blonde ponytail whipping as she struggled.

Her tight bathing suit pulled lower, showing her cleavage as it strained. It was visibly digging into her shoulders, pulled out on her expanding belly. She let out a pained grunt as the straps snapped one by one, and then the bottom tore through. Her modestly sized breasts were exposed and the blue swimsuit pulled tight once again as her rapidly filling stomach grew. A rip formed down the sides and soon it fell away entirely, leaving the captured woman fully naked before her companions.

“What the hell do we do?” Abbey looked to her lover. “We can’t just stand here!”
Katherine nodded, searching for something to aid them. The desolate room had clothing and weapons scattered across the floor and she could see that they had started sacrificing captives, but soon the insatiable slime creature took out the guards. She knew how difficult it was to contain the creature, so it probably picked off everyone it could find and devoured them.

But it’s not eating her… It’s going into her. It only eats men. Before she could share her epiphany she turned back to see Abbey’s leg enveloped in the slime. Oh no. Katherine was at a loss of how to stop it. Lyla fired a few useless shots at the ground, frustrated at the futility of her actions.

The other woman had the best idea, using some deserted clothing to delay the creature. It did slow the ooze, but soon it was sucking the clothes upward inside of the tendrils of slime, moving them into its victim as it filled her. Taylor expanded quickly, growing outward as her sagging belly and expanding ass gave her stability. Her midsection swelled as slime collected in her belly. She was beyond chubby, but her skin was tight and rounded. Her breasts grew finally, drooping downward as the foreign fluid found every nook to hide in her small body.

“Heep meee. Iss too muusssh.” Taylor’s speech was slow and slurred as the slime bubbled up her throat. She gulped, choking back the fluid that tried to escape through her mouth. The girl looked terrified as she stood, held in place by the greenish blob around her lower body. Her beautifully maintained and toned body was puffed up like a balloon. Her breasts wobbled as they rolled aside, hanging to the sides as her vast stomach rounded.

Some started to slide up and into Abbey’s privates now, but she wasn’t as important to the slime girl. Abbey was able to move, albeit slowly and awkwardly as blobs of slime flowed up her leg and into her ass. She stopped, grunting as she took a big push, feeling it snake through her intestines and into her belly. Katherine knew her experience helped, but it was never pleasant to feel a slimy blob forcing its way up your ass.

Taylor sank back into the slime. It held her up with a few pillars of green goop as it delivered more of its body mass into her lower holes. She was huge and still growing. 
“My god. Her ass cheeks are bigger than my head.” Lyla spoke with awe.
“She can’t take much more!” The foreign operative was shocked by the scene. She hadn’t been involved in the past experiences with the slime and seeing a woman being inflated by green goo was something she hadn’t expected to see in her life. “What if we lead it away from her with something? What does it want?”
“It wants our ass!” Abbey grumbled, taking another sizable glob of slime.
“Sashi’s right. Let’s lead it.” Katherine slid off her patterned bikini bottoms and set her pistol down. “Over here!” She wiggled her ass to entice the monster.

A tendril of slime moved along the floor, tracing a path to her as she moved away. The goo wrapped around her ankle and moved up her leg. It opened her trim butt and poked into her asshole. Katherine continued away, but she felt it in her belly already, swelling larger by the second. Her sneer changed to horror as she caught a glimpse of Taylor.

The young agent was filled to the brim, her entire body showing the weight of the fluid inside. Her abdomen distended showing minor stretch marks around the bottom. She was wider and larger, her rump was bigger, now pressed against the floor and spreading outward due to her mass. Her breasts were visibly heavy, but they had rounded with the lighter-colored nipples poking outward. She bared her teeth as she struggled to take more of the goo.

Her meaty legs sat open, revealing a green feeler that continued working itself into her obscured lower entrances. Her thick thighs led to broad legs and even her feet had grown larger. That meant the slime was invading her body in more subtle ways too. Her arms grew, but oddly enough most of the mass was focused lower in the poor girl’s body. She burped as slime pushed up her throat and filled her cheeks. 

Taylor frantically waved her arms as she tipped backward, no longer held by the goo. She hit the floor and instantly burst apart, showering the other girls in slime. Very little remained of Taylor’s body as the slime creature quickly dissolved anything it found. Now they all had the slime forming upon them. It connected together and started filling all the women as they tried to move.

“Oh my lord!” Sashi screamed. “She’s dead!”
“And we will be next if we don’t figure a way out of this!” Lyla snapped, tugging away as a blob of roaming slime disappeared beneath her bikini bottom.
“Okay, okay, we just need to spread it thin. Maybe if we all take some then it will run out of mass.”
“Okay,” Katherine grunted as she drug herself forward, “Everyone go in opposite directions.”

Lyla, being the most mobile, trudged to the doorway, walking into the hall before the creature realized her plan. It sent huge balls of slime along the tendril connected to her. It swelled just inside her ass, keeping the connection as the feeler lifted from the ground. She gasped as the goo accumulated in her ass and now she felt it crawling into her pussy too. Lyla’s already large breasts pushed down against the bikini top, with her soft skin peeking around the sides. The top only barely covered her nipples as her chest grew.

The hefty mammaries strained against the fabric and one of the tied straps came undone. This put too much strain on the other straps, causing them to cut into her skin before they tore apart. The bikini top shot away, leaving her swollen boobs to sway freely. She fell forward, mostly catching herself with her hands. Her large bosoms hit the ground, though, and she felt the pain as they pressed between her and the ground.

She was tethered to the slime monster, and due to the size of her massive tits, she couldn’t move any farther. Lyla tugged harder, but she had to give up. The packed ball of slime in her rectum forced her to stop as it fed more and more into her curvy body. She showed her teeth as she put her hands aside for support, resting mainly on her bountiful tits. Her stomach looked heavily pregnant, and her butt grew rounder and softer. She was forced to wait in the middle of the hallway, hoping that she wouldn’t explode like the other girl.

Abbey had gone a short distance, plopping down near the edge of the room. She watched from her side as her already chubby body took more of the thick slime. She had to move her arm so it didn’t get pinned beneath her expanding breasts. They pulled down, collecting upon the ground and obscuring her view of the rest of her body. She knew Katherine was getting a good view of her ample backside. She felt her thick belly too, and by the look of her chunky arms, she knew she had gotten bigger than she realized.

Katherine made it to the opposite wall, sitting back as she watched bulges rolling towards her along the tendril of slime. She felt them enter her, pushing into both of her entrances. She was used to the process, but it still felt strange. The liquid made noise as it rose higher and came to rest in her stomach. Glug, glug, glug. She felt a sudden cramp as her belly growled angrily. Her bikini strained and quickly ripped as her body expanded.

She hoisted her expanding tits, letting them roll past her arms. She knew she might pop like the other girl, but she knew she was immobile now and nothing she could do would help. She moaned as she slid lower on the wall, having difficulty breathing with such a heavy chest. She saw that her arms were twice as thick and her legs grew broad as well. She was surprised to see Abbey was still growing too. That’s when she looked at her chest and had a thought. We’re able to take more since we were inflated before. She had assumed it before, but this was proof.

Both her and Abbey, and probably Lyla who was out of sight, had grown larger than Taylor. Abbey was enormous, with a monumental ass that looked kissable and soft, tensing from time to time. Katherine inspected her swollen fingers before reaching down to feel her full stomach. It was round and pulled tight, but she knew she could take more. She only hoped that she would outlast the monster.

Sashi was the last to be violated and she was also at the opposite edge of the room, able to see all the other girls growing to ridiculous proportions. She was astonished to see how large their bodies had grown in different areas. Lyla was brought down by her massive tits, Abbey’s ass was taller than she had been before, and Katherine was all around puffed out, looking swollen and springy. All the women took a crazy amount of the slime and now she was getting filled too.

Letting out a distressed groan, Sashi opened her legs wider, feeling the intruder entering her faster now. She leaned on her knees, not even trying to resist the slime. Her stomach squished at this angle and soon her smaller breasts ballooned and rolled lower. Her toned ass also filled, sagging down and becoming more pliable. She had been in great shape before this, but now she looked fat and squishy.

Despair took hold as she looked upon her full figure. Her arms had doubled in size and her bloated belly peeked beneath her bulging breasts. She had worked all her life to stay thin and now it was all gone. Then she remembered that she might share Taylor’s fate. She looked to the others, trying to get their attention. “How is it still filling us?!” Sashi howled as the goo slid up her pussy.

“All those men it ate.” Katherine paused to endure her own unwanted sensations. “It must have stored the energy somehow.”
“We can’t… I can’t handle much more!” Sashi’s plush lips opened in agony. Suddenly a tendril shot into her mouth, filling her from a third angle. Her throat bulged as slime trailed down and into her distended belly.

Katherine touched her tongue to the implant in her tooth, sending out an emergency call. “Uh, P, we have a situation here.” 
“Don’t you always? What can I do for you, K?” It was always strange to hear someone responding through vibrations in your ear canal.
Katherine explained the situation to their associate back home. “We don’t have the pills and our bodies can’t take the rest of it.”
“Hmmm. Find something to plug up Sashi.”

Katherine could only lean from side to side, but she was able to grab a discarded helmet from the ground. She got Sashi’s attention and tossed it to her. She gave a confused look, as no one else heard P’s response. “We have to plug you up!” Katherine explained, “use that to cover your butt and… grab that flashlight for the front.”

Sashi shook her head, but after another forced gulp of slime, she complied. The determined woman reached low and pushed the simple olive-colored helmet through the slime’s path, having it press in between her cheeks. She proceeded to slip the end of the large flashlight into her vagina, plugging herself and denying the slime entrance through that hole too. She raised both hands to cover her mouth, effectively halting the green goop from easily entering her body. She pinched her nose, holding her breath until the slime receded from her face, pulling back to the main blob in the center of the room. She thought she was safe until the feeler behind her gave repeated strong pushes. She pushed back, trying to maintain balance.

She drew in a quick breath and shrieked in agony. The helmet abruptly disappeared into her asshole with a very loud sucking noise. Sashi shot ahead clenching her legs partially closed as she landed hard on her filled midsection. She screamed, writhing in pain as her expanded body rolled from side to side, her big arms trying to cover her wide rump. Katherine could only imagine the suffering she endured from having a full-sized helmet forced up her ass. At least the flashlight will stay in place now.

The slime had completely given up on her, turning its attention to Abbey. Luckily there were many items strewn upon the floor from the sacrificed soldiers and civilians. Abbey took some more slime before she scrambled to find plugs. Using the help of the flowing slime, she slipped an ammo clip into her pussy, feeling it wedge in place enough to deter the flow. Then she found an entrenching tool. She opened the small shovel and covered her broad ass, praying that she wouldn’t have that big, sharp metal end rammed up her ass. Abbey covered her mouth and held the spade in the way of her asshole. This time the slime didn’t even try, pulling back to fill another woman.

Lyla had watched the others, finding a canteen to block her entrance. She turned it sideways hoping to stop it from slipping in like Sashi’s had, but she immediately felt her asshole opening wider. She tried to pull it away, but it was caught in the path of the forceful tendril of slime. Lyla raised her ass high, grunting in distress as the object wedged in her butt. She tried to push it out, but the slime only forced it deeper. Her pussy was dripping wet, allowing that feeler of slime to move in more easily. She reeled from the pain, reaching down to cover her pussy with her hand.

The dampness and the pressure sucked her hand inside, forcing Lyla to fist herself as the slime tried to move past the blockage. She quickly covered her mouth as another tendril of slime tried to find another way in. She clenched her eyes and held her breath, knowing the slime could get in from any orifice, but it gave up as it did with the others. Receding and leaving a large amount packed into her belly.

Lyla kept her mouth covered as she moved her hand in and out. She was too excited to stop, pumping her fist into her slippery pussy. She let out a muffled moan as her legs trembled, cumming faster than expected from the pained pleasure. It felt more intense than anything she had felt before and her tightly pulled skin only added to the feeling. She composed herself enough to look back and see Sashi watching with judgmental eyes.

“You feel more after you’ve had the slime in you. It’s fucking phenomenal!”
“How can you enjoy this? It forced its way into you!”
“I’m just making the best out of a bad situation.” Lyla used her long, meaty legs to spin herself slightly. “Now what, Evans?” She called around the corner.

Katherine was the last one to be filled, already immobile from taking so much. She expanded evenly and larger than the others, with breasts the size of beach balls and an ass to match. She sat against the wall with a rounded belly and tight rolls at her sides. Her expansive thighs connected to swollen legs and her expansive shoulders led to fleshy arms. She could be considered far beyond obese, but her stretched skin made it seem healthy. Her lack of movement said otherwise.

Her ginger hair fell upon her expansive chest, drawing attention to her light pink, plate-sized areolas. Her nipples poked out, showing that her tits had reached their fill. Her thick neck and puffed-out cheeks also told how much she had taken already. Her seductive gray eyes showed that she was enjoying the process, but it was evident she wasn’t able to take enough. She clenched as she tried to reach down to block her entrance, but her arms were too swollen. She couldn’t come close to reaching one of the discarded objects upon the floor.

The green woman reformed in the center of the room. She was a lighter shade of green now and nearly a foot shorter. She gave a malicious smile as she walked to Katherine, with her arms stretched out, connecting to the tendrils filling the inflated woman. She withdrew the feeler from Katherine’s ass and brought it high, edging it through her lips and driving it down her throat. She stood over her victim, enjoying her superiority over her enemy.

“Hold on, they’re almost there.” The voice resonated in her ear, sounding almost dreamlike.

There was nothing she could do, watching as the woman made of slime pushed even more fluid into her body. Katherine’s belly churned and gurgled as it reached its breaking point. She was stuck in position now and any movement might cause her skin to tear. She had trouble breathing as the thick goo rolled down her throat. Her thoughts blurred as she realized this might be the end of her colorful life.

A shadow appeared behind the slime girl and Katherine was amazed to see Sashi leaning upon the wall. The bulky woman grabbed the arm of slime and pulled it from Katherine’s throat, redirecting that into her own. Sashi gulped down slime willingly, taking some of the pressure from her companion. She lost her balance and tipped over, sliding down the wall. Sashi was at her limit after only a few seconds and it was only a question of who would pop first.

A sound came from the hallway as a short, buxom Asian woman ran into the room. She pulled her boots off and slid her pants down before stepping free, leaving her entirely naked as she scanned the chaos in the room. With a worried expression, she pursed her lips and sprinted toward the female figure made of slime. Her creamy breasts bounced as she crossed the room. The creature turned as she approached, removing its feelers to grab the small woman. She knocked it backwards, pressing into the translucent green body as it hit the wall. Her mouth and pussy opened as they watched, taking in the slime like the others had.

The unnamed woman fought to stay upright as she took the slime, quickly running out of breath as she drank it from every orifice. Her slim, sexy frame grew wider. Her straight black hair danced in the goo as the creature shrank around her. Her mouth broke through, allowing her to breathe once again. She gasped as her lower entrances sucked in the creature’s body. Her belly grew tight and round as her hips grew more defined. The girl’s perfectly sculpted breasts grew heavier while maintaining their shape. She took it without complaint, only showing expressions of disgust and embarrassment as the slime flowed inside her.

The Asian girl clumsily covered her lower holes as the remainder of the creature wriggled inside. A slick spot on the floor showed where the slime woman had been, but now she was completely hidden inside the five women. She was able to move, but her bulky legs and inflated midsection made every step a chore. She lumbered to the entranceway, her huge ass shifting as she walked.

“Everyone still in one piece, Shuang?” P’s voice came into Katherine’s ear.
“Mostly, but I don’t think some of them have much time.” The woman grunted as she spoke, leaning down with great care to retrieve her rolled up cargo pants. She pulled out a small bottle and unscrewed the cap, swallowing a pill and inserting two more in her lower entrances.

Their swollen bodies gurgled as the slime expanded within them. Katherine hurt, knowing it was only a matter of time until the monster split them apart. Shuang popped pills into Lyla’s three main orifices, moving away as her belly shifted and groaned. She went to the others, inserting the pills dutifully into their wet holes.

“I know you can’t respond yet, but Shuang is a friend from China.” Priscilla let out a sigh before continuing. “I’m sorry about Taylor. I didn’t know her well, but she seemed like a good agent.”

Inert slime poured out from Abbey’s body as Katherine got her dose. It felt unsettling as the slime reacted. She didn’t resist, letting it splash onto the floor as the others did. They had taken so much and she knew it would leave a lasting impression on their bodies. Shuang, who had taken the least, had emptied as she moved. Her belly showed a tiny bump, but her breasts and behind still retained a generous expansion from the slime. She reached up to touch her nipple, scrutinizing as she pinched it.

“I’m inspecting the videos you sent back…” There was a long pause before P continued. “Thank you for such detailed recordings of your… experiences.” She cleared her throat. “I will inspect these and try to understand your resilience. See you when you get home.”
Katherine smiled at her companion, knowing that Abbey would want to see her expansion from her lover’s eyes.

“Ah,” Lyla got up, pushing out another stream of slime. She took a few steps before sliding lower upon the wall, sitting as she let more spill out. “Will this slime shite ever stop?”
“Is this a normal occurrence for you?” Sashi responded from across the room.
“We’ve gotten into more… unique situations recently, but they don’t all end like this.” Abbey stared at the ceiling as a fountain of green fluid sprayed from between her legs.
Lyla laughed. “Every time the ginger and the Russkie go out they get something up their bum. They get a little fill and give each other a snog. It’s like clockwork.”

Katherine rolled her eyes. She’s not far off. “She’s just jealous of our relationship.”
“Right. We’re just on call to handle the less savory situations.” Lyla ran a hand over her chest. “At least my tits will be fucking epic after this one.”

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Confused and groggy, Faith found herself lying upon a hard, cold examination table. Her wrists and ankles were bound by small metal arches. The room was spacious, but it still gave her a claustrophobic feeling. Lights blinked frequently upon the walls and the numerous displays showed information in an unknown alphabet. She studied it for a moment, totally confused by the strange symbols on the screen.

She pulled at her bonds to no avail, realizing she was completely naked. I must be in some kind of sex dungeon or something! She pulled her wrists again, but she felt only pain as the bindings held firm. She screamed for help, but no one answered after countless attempts. No windows and no vents? What the heck is this place? Countless scenarios raced through her mind as she waited, hoping this was just some elaborate nightmare.

She could see her reflection in the smooth ceiling. Her slight frame looked tiny upon the large, polished table. Her upturned breasts rose and fell quickly, while her dainty face showed a worry that made her look years older. Lacking her usual warm smile, Faith hoped that someone would help her out of this situation.

A doorway opened silently and a tall grey-skinned creature came through, leading another naked woman into the room. She was also lying on an examination table, and to her amazement, the table was floating. The creature was tall and slender, with small black eyes and lacking any form of nose or mouth.

“What is going on here? Is this a dream?”
The creature said nothing as it walked beside the unnamed subject, who was notably pregnant and terrified. The platform moved without interaction, coming to a gentle stop beside Faith’s table. The alien placed a four-fingered hand on the woman’s stomach, sliding its fingers slowly over the tight, creamy belly. The small black eyes regarded Faith as it touched the woman.

“Do you understand me?” The creature spoke without words.
“How… can I hear you?”
“Through the mind.”
She looked up to her ceiling again, and through the reflection she noticed that the other woman was her sister, Heather. Her mouth opened with puzzlement as she came to a similar realization. Her natural beauty and her shapely body dominated by a pregnant belly that wasn’t there yesterday.

The alien’s unspoken words broke her revelry. “We have extracted you from your colony. Now, we are returning to our star system.”
“What are you talking about?” Her sister finally spoke from the other table. “This can’t be!” Tears formed in her eyes as she struggled fruitlessly. “Is this some kind of prank?”
“The transition will be troublesome, but we will provide everything you need.”
“Transition to what?”
“That is enough questions.” The alien put a hand up beside a monitor, touching the air. “The transfer will feel unusual, but it will be over shortly.”

“What are you? How am I pregnant?” Heather begged for answers. “How did we get here, Faith? Tell me something!”

Her face showed torment as a blue light appeared from the ceiling. She pulled against her bonds, making her full breasts and engorged belly shake violently. A green light appeared above Faith and she felt her own twinge of pain. She met the sensation with submission, clenching her teeth as a sharp ache spread through her midsection. It felt like her insides were being burned, yet nothing was touching her.

The ordeal lasted for only a minute or so before they calmed, regaining their senses as they looked to one another. It feels weird in my belly. Faith thought as she looked up. The lights switched off and she could see her own belly had expanded to a similar size of Heather’s. She looked down with wide eyes to see her stomach trembling, as it now dominated her smaller frame. Her breasts caught her attention too, as they swelled before her eyes. They changed from a modest B-cup to an unwieldy D-cup. In spite of their mass, they remained upturned with puffy, prominent nipples that were even more eye-catching due to her tan lines.

She looked to Heather again, seeing her sister’s breast and belly shrinking. The change was slow, but soon she was back to her original proportions. “What h-happened?” Her eyelids fluttered as she fought to stay awake. “Faith, you have to… get us out…” She passed out mid-sentence.

“I feel your concern, but she will be fine. The transfers take much energy so you both must rest now,” the alien conveyed. Faith felt similarly tired from what had transpired. She drifted away, her last thought of how strange the movements in her abdomen felt.

She awoke in a messy, cluttered room. Stacks of clothes and pizza boxes covered the periphery of the room, while soda cans and food wrappers covered the desk. The room had a computer and a television, with a few chairs and an unkempt bed where she lied. The occupant returned from the bathroom with her sister following. The man was in his early twenties, with a growing beard and glasses. He wore boxers and a t-shirt and she had a tank top and sweatpants.

“Finally.” He noticed Faith had stirred. “You want something to eat?”
“Wh-who are you?” She turned to her submissive sister. “Did we? Weren’t we just…”
Heather looked to the ground. “It wasn’t a dream. That was a few days ago.”
“Ah, you must be new too.” He rubbed Heather’s shoulder before sitting on the bed. “We’re on an alien ship. They copied my house and we can do whatever we want here. They even let me play games with my friends back home!” He shook his head. “Well, just copies, but they act just like them.”

Faith touched her stomach, remembering the strange sensations she felt. “How?” Her stomach was just as ungainly and swollen as she remembered. She felt something move. How can I be pregnant? I’ve never had sex before!
“Oh, that’s my kid in there. They have your sister and I… get together and then they…” He trailed off, waving his hands dismissively at her belly. “It’s a small price to pay for living the easy life, right sweetie?”

Heather gave a fake smile as he put a hand on her thigh, rubbing it gently. He leaned over, giving her a kiss of increasing passion. Soon he was crawling atop her, lying her back upon the bed as Faith watched with revulsion. He snuck his hand over to touch her leg as he groped her sister.

Faith pulled away. “What are you doing?” 
He paused with mild irritation. “What? They said we could do it whenever we want. It’s not like you can get more pregnant or anything.” He grinned, moving a hand to her thigh. “Come on, live a little.” She pushed his hand aside as he tried again. His good nature faltered as he turned his attention back to Heather. “Fine. More fun for us.”

“It’s fine.” Heather spoke as he kissed her neck and slid a hand beneath her top. “Just do something else while you wait.”

Faith stormed to the door. Behind it she found a long, oppressive hallway. She tried to pass through, but an invisible barrier confined them. She turned back for answer, but they already had their pants off, going at it like rabbits. She came back over and shoved the man aside, making him fall to the floor. His wet cock twitched as his jaw set. Heather rose to her elbows with her legs still open, watching with stunned concern.

“I’m not just going to sit here while you do my sister.” Faith yelled.
The man got up and took her firmly by the shoulders. “I could do you both right now! But, I’m not that kind of guy to just take it.” He looked to Heather, lying there with her legs wide and her pussy glistening. “Do you want me to fuck you?”
“Yeah.” She looked to her sister again with a slight shrug, “What’s the harm in it?”
“Uh, you get pregnant again. Plus who is this guy?”
The man moved back in, guiding his cock in as they spoke. “Faith, just let it go.”
“You really want to whore yourself out like this?”
“Yes.” Her eyes looked aside. “I want this.”

She watched as the boy violated her sister. In spite of her acceptance, Faith knew she didn’t want this. She knew she was just giving in because she thought there was no escape. The boy glanced at her as he slammed into Heather. She took it submissively, staring away as her body shook from his thrusts. She ran a hand along his side, breathing heavily as he moved smoothly. He moved down, taking her breast in his mouth, sucking it gently.

The boy moaned, moving faster, and she knew he was about to finish. Faith didn’t like this at all, and letting it go this long made her feel ashamed. “Stop, don’t do it.” She begged meekly. He grunted and pressed in. She watched as her sister looked at him with upturned eyebrows, her mouth hanging open. Heather’s eyelids fluttered, her fingers digging into his shoulders as he shot inside her.

Faith jumped up and hit the boy in the cheek. She landed another blow before he overpowered her, holding her upon the bed beside her sister. He drew back to slap her, but he stopped, with his red face showing panic. Suddenly the boy fell, collapsing into a pile upon the floor. Faith sat up, but she felt suddenly groggy. The fire in her eyes dimmed as she flopped back onto the bed, drifting into darkness.

She jerked against her bonds, back in the strange room with the alien lording above her. Faith saw her sister lying on the other table, with her rounded belly far larger than the last time. She watched as the process played out in much the same way. The green light above Heather and the blue light above her. The sudden throbbing pain and then, eventually, it passed. She was much, much bigger now, with her stomach sprawling to the edges of the table. Her breasts pulled to the sides due to their weight, still round and somewhat perky. She imagined she was in an F or an H-cup now, but it was pointless to keep track when they were spreading so far. Her belly was sitting high, and it took a moment to realize the sheer volume of her midsection. She wondered if she could stand now.

The fog crept into her mind, making the room feel murky and indistinct. Her last thought was how Heather seemed oddly accepting now. She was changing back to her normal size, and she seemed almost relieved at the transfer. She was smiling at me. Faith drifted to sleep once more.

Her eyes took a moment to focus, seeing familiarity now. My room! She tried to move, feeling a dull ache flowing through her body. She found the resolve to sit up in bed and look into the mirror on her wall. Her messy blonde hair was partially restrained into a bun and her big blue eyes showed annoyance at her limited mobility. Her bountiful, upturned breasts had puffy pink nipples pointing outward. They were overfilled and ungainly, but they still looked good.

Her small, diminutive body was not meant to carry such a burden. She had difficulty sitting upright as she scooted her cushy rump along the covers, touching her feet to the carpet. She began to stand, but quickly felt her legs buckle, making her roll back onto the bed. She stared at the taupe ceiling, breathing heavily as she recovered from the movement. Hours passed as she lay immobile in her room before the door opened.

Her sister came in and sat beside her. She looked normal again, her body unaffected by the recent changes. She also seemed quite content with her nudity as she laid back and snuggled close to her sister. Heather’s silky smooth breasts rubbed along her side as she wrapped her arm around the mountainous belly.

“Are you ready, Faith?” Heather looked up with relaxed eyes as she nuzzled against her sister.
“What… What do you mean?”
“For the birth.” She gave a serene smile. “This is what we do now.”
“But, I’ve never had anything… down there.”
“Don’t worry.” Heather got up as a red light appeared in the ceiling.

The pain was minimal, but there was a sudden urge to push. Faith went to her elbows, straining with all her might as she tried to push the blockage lower. She was amazed as she felt the internal object slide quickly, moving through her body with ease until it came to her entrance. Even then there was barely any discomfort, only a sense of urgency as she took a deep breath, spread her legs, and pushed again.

Heather got low, awaiting her delivery. Faith felt the child crest, popping free suddenly. She repeated the process too quickly to comprehend. Heather set them aside just in time to receive another. The process repeated, as children kept emerging from her unused vagina. She had been saving herself for marriage, but now she was just another sinner. Tears formed in her eyes as she felt the children slip through her wet lower entrance. Her belly was slowly shrinking as she lay, listening to the sloppy sounds as they came out.

“Two boys and six girls.” Heather beamed, setting the most recent child onto the carpeted floor.

Faith was able to sit up now, her reduced belly only retaining some water weight. Her humongous breasts made it difficult to move and they looked ridiculous on her smaller frame. She was shocked to see how clean the children were, and how they didn’t have an umbilical cord. She reached out to touch one when she felt her body weaken. She felt the familiar drowsiness as she fell back onto the plush bed.

Awakening in a larger transfer room, Faith was horrified to see four distinctly different creatures on the tables beside her. They were elevated for her to see and they were hideous. The grey alien that orchestrated this scene stood at her feet.

“You have proven to be an excellent breeder. We require more.”

The alien gestured to the first monster, a slimy mass of green and grey that had many small legs. They moved uselessly in the air as it lay upon its back, restricted upon the table. The blue glow appeared above it, causing the beast to make a wet sucking sound as it writhed in protest.

“No, no, please God!” The green light appeared above Faith and soon she was feeling the change inside her. She bucked and rocked, unable to escape the transfer. Her full breasts rolled lower, pulling as her stomach grew. She was expanding as before, but this time it felt different. A cool feeling spread through her belly and it shook longer after even a slight movement. Her stomach arose and rounded, feeling tight and springy as it grew. She half as large as before, but that was only after one transfer and she only hoped the others wouldn’t break her.

The next creature was something that sort of resembled a child-sized praying mantis. This bug creature had a long, segmented body that led to a very swollen abdomen. Its mandibles spread wide as it let out a long hiss followed by a series of clicks. Its bent arms couldn’t move, but its antennae jerked violently as the light came on above it.

“Stop, please! I can’t take this!” Faith pleaded as the green light switched on again. She felt small, subtle movement in her belly as it inflated. While the slime added size and girth, these added a very unsavory feeling. She was horrified at the thought of bugs moving around in her stomach as they grew. The process didn’t last long and she didn’t really feel much pain, but she despised the sensation. She wanted the nightmare to end, but two aliens remained and she knew there was no escape.

The next creature was about the size of a medium dog, with four bent legs, and scaly black skin. It was muzzled, growling in a deep tone as it shook its pointed head. This creature seemed more ferocious than the others, as it rarely stopped fighting against its bindings. She could see it also had a swollen belly as its beady black eyes focused on the light. It let out a long, sad groan as the transfer started.

Faith felt its babies nestle inside her. She guessed three or four had transferred, as her belly was now grossly overstuffed. Her skin was somehow accepting the contents, stretching without much of a sign as it sank below her knees. She was well beyond most human pregnancies, now looking much larger those women in the news who had carried multiples. Yet, her skin didn’t show veins or stretch marks and her hips and behind seemed to grow to accommodate. Other than the strange sensation and the implications of having all these alien creatures in her belly, Faith felt pretty good, considering her size.

She tried to calm her mind as the last transfer began. This hulking monster was fixed to a larger table, as it was nearly double her height. It had thick, leathery skin that sat loosely on its broad frame. It opened its three-fingered claws, trying to break free, but it proved to be too sturdy. The creature roared, snorting as it tried to intimidate the tiny alien captor, but when that failed it started whimpering. Looking around with small yellowed eyes, the creature seemed to understand the situation better than the rest. It spoke in a simple language, but the transfer started in spite of its plea.

The final offspring teleported, causing her stomach to pull much lower and swell outward. Her belly was nearly to her ankles, weighted by the newest occupant. Her skin pulled, keeping her midsection round and springy even with the extra mass. Her breasts dripped milk, as they sagged lower. She was enormous, but she still looked surprisingly shapely after the transfers. What is going on? This has to be a nightmare. Her thoughts slowed as she slipped into darkness.

She woke up to the sound of sex. Faith opened her eyes to see a spacious metal room with vibrant green grass beneath her. There were numerous alien creatures mating, some of them coupling with humans. She saw her no longer pregnant sister being mounted by a small flying creature. The look on her face was utter pleasure as the alien wriggled back and forth upon her.

Something pulled at her ankle, sliding her along the smooth ground. Faith looked down to see a slimy, whitish creature with six legs, pulling her. Without eyes, it opened its mouth, hissing as it scooted away from the others. Her swollen body drug along the damp grass as it pulled her sideways. Her full bosoms pushed her chin up as they trailed her engorged stomach. She realized the creature’s strength as it firmly moved her, dragging her weighted frame to a secluded region of the room.

Faith noticed another one of the multi-legged aliens was already having its way with a tiny blue-skinned woman nearby. She looked surprisingly human, with big, oval eyes, a small patch of violet hair, and no mouth as the only major differences. The monster riding her from behind hissed as they approached.

The creature let her leg go, giving a low groan as it raised high to confront the defender. They both stopped for a moment, looking at one another before the one atop the blue woman dismounted and scurried away. The winner suddenly shot low and tried to bite her. Faith yelped, but no teeth pierced her skin. She squirmed as the slimy mouth moved along her heavily pregnant stomach. Appearing frustrated, the creature pulled her butt higher. She saw a long, bony shaft poke from below the creature as it raised up.

It poked at her plump ass, jabbing until it parted her cheeks. She felt the damp appendage rubbing against her butt until it finally found a hole. She shrieked, yanking tufts of grass as she tried to fight through the pain. It took her ass relentlessly, jabbing in with quick, deep strokes as it forced her head down. Her bulging body squished as the creature put some of its weight onto her, making her stay in place as it fucked her. She could barely move as her volume dropped. Soon she took it with only a small grunt, yet the pain remained.

“Your language is simple. What are you?”
Faith looked to the female alien as the creature’s hand enveloped her head. “Ugh. Human.” She could barely speak as she endured the pole poking up her ass.
“Such divergence in you.” The blue woman didn’t move, leaving her behind raised high as she rested on her arms, speaking through her mind. “You have grown so large, I didn’t believe you to be human.”
“Why is this happening?” Faith couldn’t resist speaking to the telepath, albeit poorly in her predicament.
“We cannot see, but we are on display. They watch us, learning from our mating habits.”
“This can’t be real!”

She felt the monster poke at a painful angle in her ass, reminding her of its presence. The beast pumped her a little more before he blasted a stream of his seed into her. The amount was obscene, feeling like a massive enema in an instant. He shot two more times, forcing a large quantity of fluid into her guts before he pulled away, leaving her even more overfilled. She pushed some of the thick goop out of her gaping behind, but it was thick and hard to expel.

“You will become accustomed to it over time. You just learn to accept it.” The monster wasted no time, moving to the alien woman and climbing onto her. She reached down, guiding its shaft into the proper hole. She gasped, showing very human expressions with her face. She was enjoying the alien creature’s movements as it pushed down on her. She seemed blissful as the creature dominated her roughly.

“What? They just watch us… have sex? Why?” Faith could speak freely now, feeling an ache in her bottom.
The blue woman laughed wordlessly at her confusion. “Sometimes they put us together for their amusement. Sometimes they exploit our bodies for their own joy.”
“They put all those… things in me for fun?!”
“Yes.” She hesitated, her eyes squinting as she searched Faith’s thoughts. “Oh, I’m sorry, those beasts…”
“What?”
“The creatures they put into you – those aliens are what they consider… inferior.” She hesitated, starting again with more optimism. “I’m sure they’ll remove them at some point.”
It was hard to comprehend. “How long until I give birth?”
“Oh, they cannot be birthed. They changed your body and put them in you for… humor. But, I’m sure they will remove them before they expire.”
“They could die in there?” She noticed the movement in her belly had calmed since the transfer, but she hoped that wasn’t the case. Tears ran down Faith’s cheeks as she looked to the distance. “What about my sister?”
“They altered her mind. She won’t be able to resist again, but she is in there. It helps some of us cope with our new life.”

The beast groaned as it came again, depositing multiple loads into the small blue woman. Her stomach bulged each time, sagging low until it pressed upon the ground. The monster disconnected and scurried away without a care. The woman barely let any of its seed spill as she tipped onto her side, closing her legs tightly. She seemed to enjoy the full feeling.

“You may get lucky, Faith. Hopefully they will change your mind too once they finish with your current experiment.” She put a hand on her round, blue belly. “They really seem to despise humans for some reason. Maybe if you start enjoying it they will choose someone else to play with.”

Captain Chloe’s Return

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“That was quite a prank you played on me, you looked huge in that photo.”
“Uh, yeah, I’m quite the jokester. What do I owe the pleasure, Maxine?” Chloe fell onto the bed, looking up at the ceiling. “Finally find a moment for me in your scholarly lifestyle?”
Max sighed through the phone. “Sorry, it was just so busy… and I do miss you.”
“Yeah, you’re just happy I’m not bombarding you with texts anymore.” Chloe snuffed her cigarette. “I gave up on you long ago. What’s up?”
“Me.” The door opened, revealing Maxine Caulfield with a giant grin on her face.

Chloe sprang up, staring with shock as Max said something smart-assed through the phone. Chloe sprang up and ran to her friend. She grabbed the skinny girl and spun her around in the hallway, squeezing her and never wanting to let go. Joyce was watching from the stairs with a smile of her own. Chloe rolled her eyes at her mother as she sat Max down. Taking her by the hand, she pulling her through the door, and slammed it shut.

“Holy shit, it’s you!”
“Holy shit, it’s me!” Max beamed. “You look… good.”
“Don’t bullshit me, Ms. Caulfield.” Chloe let her grin falter. “I’m getting by.”
Max took a moment to look around the room. “This is so cool.” She turned to the montage of photos above Chloe’s bed. “I’m… sorry I didn’t call.”
“Yeah… me too. You’ve been gone five fucking years.” Her excitement was gone completely.
“Well, I’m sorry and now I’m standing before you begging for your forgiveness.” She spoke sincerely. “I came here first thing after I checked in at the dorms.”

Chloe wanted to be upset, but seeing her childhood friend made her anger and rage at the world lessen, if only for a moment. She took a deep breath before moving forward and putting a hand on Max’s shoulder. Chloe lost herself in Max’s clear, blue eyes. The freckled, youthful face that reminded her of better times was hard not to forgive. “I missed you.”
“Me too.” Max gave her a nervous smile.

They spent a long time catching up. They shared stories about the people, what changed, and some deeper topics. Chloe laughed at the mention of Blackwell Academy, but she was still glad that Max would be close by for a while. They went down to get some food, sharing some supremely awkward conversation with Joyce before heading back upstairs.

“Well, what do you want to do?”
Max sat on the bed next to her. “I don’t know. I’m kind of enjoying just hanging out.”
“Remember when we were younger. We were always doing stupid shit around the house.”
“Yeah, looks like I missed your pirate transformation.”
“This?” Chloe took off her beanie, showing her blue and pink hair as she spoke in a grizzled pirate accent. “I’m Captain Chloe in the flesh! I sail the internet looking for booty!” Max burst out laughing as she extended a hooked finger. “Best be careful young miss or I may be coming for yours!”
“You wish.”

“Oh, young lass? Maybe I should plunder your poop deck!” Chloe pulled her down, resting partially on top of her friend. “Hold fast, ye swab! This may hurt a bit!” She held Max with one arm and reached lower with the other, pressing her hooked fingers against Max’s jeans. Max giggled as she groped her butt and held her tightly. Chloe enjoyed her scent, taking a gentle bite of her skin.

She was surprised to feel Max pushing her hands directly against her chest, mashing her boobs as they wrestled. Chloe pulled back with exaggerated shock. “Did you just cop a feel of my fabled chest?” Her surprise turned to a smirk. “Find any jewels?”
“Uh… duh!” Max cocked her head. “No man could hold that treasure and live to tell the tale, good thing I am no mere man!”
Chloe went down and gave her a quick kiss on the lips. Max enjoyed it for a moment, but soon she pushed her away, shaking her head as she slid out from beneath her friend. “I don’t know.”
“Geez. Fuck. I knew I shouldn’t have…” Chloe scooted to the opposite corner of the bed.
“No, it’s just… Maybe we should take this slow.” Max bit her lip, eyes darting around the room as she thought. “I mean, I like you, but maybe we…”
“It’s fine! Just fucking go, leave me like you did before!” Chloe wiped away tears, feeling all the drama coming back in an instant.
“That’s not cool.” Max started to say more, but instead left the room somberly.

Chloe lit up a bowl, but she couldn’t find any way to calm her nerves over the next few hours. Staring at the ceiling and dredging up old thoughts of Rachel and the better times with Max until she fell asleep. She woke up just after eleven the next day, seeing eight messages on her phone. Max was persistent, but she needed time to unwind. She got a fresh set of clothes, baked, and made her way to the junkyard. She found an old baseball and whipped it at a beer bottle, relieving some of her anger. She kicked a pallet and threw a brick against a school bus before making her way into the hideout.

She searched for any signs of the slime that had caused her trouble before, but everything seemed to be normal. She planted on the couch and opened a warm beer she had left. A noise startled her. Max slipped through the doorway with a sad expression. Chloe wanted to chase her away, but she kept quiet as Max sat beside her.

“I’m sorry, Chloe.” She leaned against her shoulder.
Chloe pulled aside. “You can’t just follow me and act like that was some minor thing. We shared a fucking moment and you shit all over me!”
“No! I was just scared. I thought about it and I don’t want this to hurt our friendship.”
With a long, calculating look, Chloe sighed. “I just thought you… and I…”
Max rested her cheek against Chloe’s chest. “I w-want to try it, but… if we don’t like it then we go back to before, deal?”
Chloe sighed, taking a moment to calm down as she looked into Max’s doe eyes. “Deal.”

Sitting up, Max fidgeted, uncertain of what to do next. Chloe took the initiative, removing her own clothes layer by layer. Soon, Chloe undid her bra, showing her modestly sized breasts to her best friend. She reached over and slid Max’s sweatshirt off slowly, then she helped her to remove her shirt and her bra. They both sat, mesmerized by one another’s nudity. Chloe took Max’s hand and planted it on her breast, giving her an approving look.

Breathing quickly, Max started kneading Chloe’s tit, moving it between her fingers as if she was inspecting it. Chloe took her friend’s other hand and guided down her jeans. She twitched as Max fumbled to find her entrance. Leaning back, she enjoyed the touch of the inexperienced young girl. Max’s pointer slipped inside, probing her awkwardly with the delicate finger.

Chloe unbuttoned Max’s pants, working them down before touching her in a similar fashion. She was far more skilled, making the bright-eyed girl moan with delight. She took Max’s chin carefully, leaning in to plant a slow, well-deserved kiss to her best friend. Max relaxed, her fingers moving more skillfully. She copied Chloe’s touch and soon both girls were panting as they worked each other’s slits. Max brought her hands up to hold Chloe’s cheeks, looking into her eyes as she enjoyed the stimulation.

Lying back on the ratty couch, Chloe pulled her on top. They helped one another to remove their pants before pressing their trimmed mounds together. Max was loving it as she found her groove, putting an arm around her lover. Chloe put her hands on Max’s tight ass as she opened her legs wide. She felt adventurous, poking a wet finger in between Max’s firm ass cheeks. She pressed them into her asshole, watching as her mouth formed an O. The freckled girl tensed as she processed what was happening.

“Looks like Captain Chloe got yer booty after all!”
“What the hell? It feels weird.”
“Just wait until some guy puts his cock in there. That shit stings!” Chloe spoke seriously.
“What?! Did you do that?” Max giggled, ignoring the intrusion in her behind.
“Yeah.” Chloe wiggled her finger, smiling as Max squirmed. “It feels all right after you get used to it.”
Max’s eyelids fluttered as she worked her hips, sliding her wet pussy against Chloe’s. She raised high when shock spread over her face suddenly. “What the fuck is that?”

Chloe looked up to see a large blob of bluish goo quivering on the back of the couch. “Aw, shit, not again.”
Max got up and backed away. “What is it?!” 

“It doesn’t hurt you, it just-” Chloe squeaked in fright as the blob rolled onto her shoulder. She tried to swat it away, but part of it stuck to her hand. She flailed in an attempt to remove it, but the slime separated upon her, sticking to any part of her body that touched it. She saw two more sitting on the top of the couch before they sprang onto her. Chloe felt the goo slide along her body as she shot up and tried to flick them off. They stuck like glue, continuing lower and flowing into both of her entrances. She stopped resisting, feeling her pussy and ass open wide to accommodate the creature.

Max got a wooden board and tried to unstick them, but one rolled up the weapon. She was far more frantic, trying hard to unstick the goo from her arm as it crawled down, towards her crotch. Every attempt failed, and nothing seemed to slow its advance. She was grunting in frustration and panic as it slipped into her pussy. Falling to her knees, she held her crotch in humiliation, giving her friend a pleading look as she tried to understand what had just happened.

“Remember that picture?” Chloe tried to mask her concern as she stood. “One of these things caused it.”
“Holy shit!” Max whispered, shaking her head with disbelief. “What do we do?”
Chloe shrugged, her face showing utter confusion. “They just came out eventually.”
“They?” Max huffed. “It’s going to multiply in us?”
“I guess.” Chloe sat down using her hand to wipe away some of the remaining slime on her pussy. She looked at it with disgust before wiping it on the side of the couch. “I thought they were gone.”
“What are they?” Max sat on the couch beside her, looking down at her exposed privates. “How long does it take?”
Chloe shrugged. “Few hours. I don’t know anything about them. Just had one come at me a while back and then nothing since then.” Chloe lit a cigarette, puffing anxiously as she watched her friend.

Giving her a questioning glance, Max looked down again, opening her slick entrance with her fingers. Reaching in, attempting to extract some of the slime. She tried, but wasn’t able to get out more than a small blob. Max flicked the goo from her fingers as she leaned back. 

“What now?” Max asked with a shaky voice.
“Nothing. We just wait.” Chloe fidgeted. “You know, maybe we could do something to pass the time.”
“Really?” Max scowled. “I… I don’t think we should-“
“Come on, it will take our mind off of it.” Chloe took a final drag before snuffing the cigarette. She ran her slender fingers along Max’s chest, tracing a circle around her nipple. Moving lower, she grazed her tight belly before tickling her mound. Max tensed with unexpected pleasure, her fearful expression fading as she enjoyed the moment. Max gave in, rolling over, sitting on Chloe’s lap, face to face with her friend. She rose up, smothering Chloe against her modest chest.

Grabbing her fine ass, Chloe pressed up, acting like they hadn’t stopped. They grinded against one another, kissing passionately as they ran their hands up and down their feminine curves. Max’s kisses tasted delightful and her inexperience made it even better. She guided her friend along as they rubbed their soft, wet privates together. Max moved her tongue into Chloe’s mouth, moaning as her body tensed.

After a long make-out session they felt something sticky between them. Max pulled back to see their breasts had swollen. Max stifled a smile as she looked upon her B-cup breasts. She reached up to touch them, her expression showing child-like wonder as she fondled them. “They’re so big!”

Chloe’s chest was far larger, growing from barely a B to a sizable D-cup. She didn’t feel the change, but she was far less enamored by it. She rested them upon her arms, letting them spill past as she looked up with horror. “How can I even handle these? They never got this big before!”
“You had three go in, right?”
“Oh shit, can my body take this?” Chloe let her boobs drop heavily. Bluish green water squirted out from her full breasts, covering Max’s midriff.

“Maybe you can empty them out.” Max took them loosely, tightening her gasp as her hands slid along her boobs. She worked the wet tits, releasing spray after spray of the goopy liquid. She didn’t seem to mind that she was being coated by the dark liquid. Working the full mammaries, her freckled nose scrunched as she leaned back to inspect Chloe’s stomach. “Uh, you’re getting pretty big down there too.”

Parting her breasts, Chloe gasped as she gazed upon her sizable midsection. Her belly-button piercing stood out, pressing against Max. She appeared to be in the later months of pregnancy and she noticed even her butt had expanded beneath her. She worriedly rushed Max, helping her to empty the still expanding breasts. It felt uncomfortable to work her tits like udders, but the relief of pressure felt quite appealing. Their effort was in vain, however, as it only slightly slowed her expansion.

“I think you’re growing faster.” Max gave up, resting her hands upon her hips. “It’s not working!” She got up and stepped backwards. She realized her body was swelling similarly, though at a much slower pace. She huffed and leaned forward. “I’m so sensitive. This is… nice, but weird.”

“Yeah,” Chloe’s now chubby body moved awkwardly, causing her to fall backwards and plant in the middle of the couch. Her ass sprawled over the cushions, “it does feel… intense.” She could barely focus, as her arms and legs thickened. The flowery tattoo sleeve on her arm stretched and pulled as her skin stretched tighter. Her entire frame was spreading as she watched, and now she could barely move. “Help me.” She said, losing her feeling of excitement. She knew her body was reaching its limit.

Max looked pregnant as well. Her slim, androgynous build was now curvy and feminine. Her soft, round belly bounced as she stepped closer. She put her hands upon Chloe’s shoulders, trying to think of some way to help her. Chloe sneered, tensing from a sudden pain in her loins. Her face paled as she saw a line of slime rising towards Max’s parted legs. She could only watch as the slime connected them.

Yelping and stumbling back, Max tried to evade the intruder, but it was fully connected. She pulled away, but it was nestled firmly in place. “It’s in my… butt!” Max gasped as the line of slime pushed deeper, exploring her insides. The fight drained out of her, leaving her standing submissively, allowing the appendage of slime to enter her ass freely.

Chloe gasped as she held her massive tummy. She was far beyond a typical pregnancy, now looking like she was carrying five or six children. She never guessed her body could withstand such a sudden growth, but she could feel some of the pressure being relieved by the connection to Max. As strange as the situation was, she was glad that Max was taking some of her burden.

“What the fuck is going on, Chloe?”
“Fuck if I know!” She stood before her friend with legs apart. “I feel like I might pop so maybe it’s using your body instead.”
“I don’t want this shit in me!” Max looked appalled as she put up her hands in frustration. “It’s too much!”

Chloe leaned against Max, putting her hands upon Max’s widening hips. Her arms and legs were broad and meaty, filled somehow by the goo. Her breasts were full and tight, resting upon her spherical belly. Her ass was also comfy and plump, making her whole body proportioned as if it was naturally that size. Looking ahead, she felt some sense of satisfaction, feeling the creatures spreading her from the inside.

Growing a little differently, Max’s body was taking most of the weight in her midsection. Her breasts and butt enlarged, but they were barely noticeable compared to her hanging tummy. She looked cute with her big pot belly, her small frame showing what appeared to be a late stage pregnancy for such a petite girl. She was still growing, though, taking more and more from Chloe’s occupants.

“You’re a cute little preggo.”
“Gross, don’t call me that.” Max couldn’t help but smile. “When does it stop?”
“I don’t know!” She paused, closing her eyes in sudden delight. “It feels kind of nice, though.”
“Kind of, I guess. It feels freaky.” The small girl glanced down with unease. “Doesn’t it bother you that something is in you? This isn’t cool.”
Chloe motioned her closer. She gently pulled on Max’s breasts, working out a line of the off-color liquid. “It’s not so bad. Doesn’t that feel nice?” She rolled her fingers along the soft, pliable breast.
“I guess.” Max let her fondle her tits as more goo pushed into her ass.

Chloe could see Max’s glistening slit as she tried again to pull away. She didn’t think, running her finger along Max’s pussy, opening it to touch her clit. She worked her friend’s privates with great care, making her shift and squirm. Max was still uncomfortable with the situation even now, but she couldn’t resist pushing her hips forward with a moan. Chloe continued working her pussy as she watched her friend balloon. Max’s petite frame grew tight and ample, with most of the weight going into her shapely tummy and firm ass. 

The line of slime wriggled free from Chloe, squirming inside Max’s behind. Max bent down, going to her knees as she breathed through clenched teeth. She rested her head against Chloe’s tummy, grunting as she expanded faster. Chloe rubbed her sandy hair as the creatures moved deeper into her ass. Both of them felt the mixture of sensations, pushing against one another to find enjoyment.

Max rose up, lifting her belly and leaning back to touch their pussies together once again. She was still smaller than Chloe, but she was far more expansive than with a normal pregnancy. Her entire body was tight and springy, shaking with the slightest movements. She reached out, placing her hands upon Chloe’s bountiful chest. She pushed ahead, humping Chloe as she laid back.

Their full stomachs pressed together, forcing them both to lean back as they fucked. Chloe felt something snaking from her vagina and soon Max felt it too. Her face showed surprise as the slimy appendage poked into her unused hole. Max looked concerned, displaying many emotions of shock and uncertainty as she squeezed handfuls of Chloe’s full boobs. She rode hard, yelping as she tensed and quivered with a powerful orgasm.

Chloe kept going, building up to her own climax. She was about to finish when the slime tendril pulled from her pussy. She gasped as Max fell against the makeshift table, scooting it aside before landing on the floor. Lying on her back, Max groaned as it wriggled out of sight and into her front entrance. Chloe moved her hips, reaching out for her friend as she fell. She was already finishing, though, and she opened her mouth wide with a pleading look. Using her hand, she raced to cum, jabbing her crotch into the air as she gasped with euphoria.

Both of them lay back, watching one another with their legs spread wide. It was an oddly tender moment, as their desire passed and they shared a moment of trust. “Well, that was fucking great!”
“Oh yeah!” Max giggled innocently. “It actually feels kind of good having them in there.” She rubbed her belly as the slime moved slowly inside her.
Chloe laughed her full belly shaking as she spoke again in her grizzled tone. “This is the strangest voyage Captain Chloe has seen!”
“Really? Now?” Max still had her legs apart, leaving her shiny pussy exposed.
“Will she find her way out of such a perilous adventure, or will she wind up resting in Davey Jones’ Locker?”

Footsteps came from outside. Both girls watched the doorway, unable to close their legs fully due to their bulky midsections. The visitor’s mouth hung in disbelief. “What. The. Fuck?”

The blonde woman wearing a black t-shirt and tight jean shorts stood in the doorway. She had a feather earring and a unique pendant resting in the center of her chest. A detailed dragon tattoo weaved around her lower leg. She put up her hands and shook her head, transfixing her hazel eyes upon Chloe’s immense body.

“Rachel?!” Chloe failed to move. “Where the fuck have you been?”
“Some creep…” She let the thought pass. “I just had to get away for a while.” 
Chloe could tell something serious had happened. Chloe tried to move again, barely shifting upon the couch. “Ugh, I’m too fucking big to get up!”
Rachel’s sculpted face smirked. “You let yourself go.” She crossed her arms, looking to the other naked and inflated woman. “And who is this?”
“Maxine Caulfield, this is Rachel Amber.”
“Uh, hey.” Max made an awkward wave from the ground.
“The legendary Max.” Rachel looked aside dismissively. “Looks like you two didn’t waste any time catching up.”
“Rachel, it’s not… These slime things got into us.” She could see Rachel’s irritation, awaiting further explanation. “These slime creatures crawled up our… They’re using us to…”
“Reproduce.” Max finished.
“Seriously?” The blonde girl scoffed. “You don’t have to lie to me.”
“I’m not, I swear!” Chloe looked over her shoulder, seeing no notable remnants of the creatures. She sighed as she opened her legs and pointed to herself. “Take a look.”
Rachel cocked her head. “You’re sick, you know that?”
“I promise! Take a look in the cooch and see if I’m lying.”

Approaching uncertainly, Rachel leaned in and squinted, searching for some sign of the supposed creature. She got close, using her hands to open Chloe’s legs as she tried to see beneath her prominent belly. She jerked back as she saw something move. Before she could pull away, a slime tendril shot into her open mouth. She waved her hands frantically, moving to her knees as she attempted to pull back. Max moaned behind her as another tendril snuck out of her loins and slid along Rachel’s leg.

A bulge formed beneath Rachel’s shorts as the line of slime moved inside her underwear and slid into her shapely behind. The girl was unable to escape as she was penetrated at both angles. Raising up, she clenched her eyes and groaned as the slime pushed into her slim body. Her midriff expanded, pushing her clothing aside as it grew quickly. Within seconds her stomach was swollen and hanging.

Immobilized, both Max and Chloe could only watch as the girl was forced to take more of the thick goo from the creatures inside them. As it inflated her it also drew them closer, making Rachel and Max scoot along the floor. Max’s tight, filled body rocked as she was compelled to slide behind the expanding girl. Chloe felt Rachel’s warm lips pressing against her shaven mound. She couldn’t suppress a moan as her one time lover’s mouth pressed forward while the pulsing slime pushed out. They were closely linked, filling Rachel from both ends as they connected. Without getting smaller, more slime poured from them and soon the beautiful blonde girl in the middle was getting very full.

Her clothing started to tear at the seams. Her t-shirt split apart and fell aside to reveal her light blue bra. Her jean shorts opened next, showing her black panties as they pulled apart. Rachel reached lower, unbuttoning them as the pressure built, but she couldn’t get them off before they dug into her soft skin. She balled her fists as the jean shorts ripped loudly, falling aside in pieces. Her ass grew suddenly, enveloping her thin panties between her warm, malleable cheeks.

Her bra was also stretching, digging into her expanding frame as it fought to hold her growing chest. Rachel couldn’t reach the clasp behind her, only able to nudge at her soft, tanned skin as she tried. She let out a long whimper as her bra reached its limit, with her breasts spilling past the confines of the garment. The bra strap burst apart, launching the plastic hooks as it hung uselessly around her arms. Her heavy breasts launched forward, making her sway from the weight. Her chest was even bigger than Chloe’s now. They pushed the broken bra lower, allowing her to remove it.

Her stomach rested upon the floor, flattening against the cement as her heavy tits swayed. Her final undergarment was pulling painfully, running up her ass and against her crotch. Soon her panties popped free, exposing her oversized, bouncy ass to the girl she had only heard about. Now nude, she could focus entirely on the slime continuing to pump inside her asshole. She was thickening all over and soon her arms and legs were plump to match her overfilled body.

Max used her legs to press her crotch upward, ramming her pussy against Rachel’s ass. She couldn’t hold back, humping the pained girl as she tried to find another building orgasm. She could feel Rachel’s wet pussy as she pumped her from below. Chloe couldn’t resist either, humping Rachel’s prefect face as the slime connected them. They ignored her anxious grunting, choosing instead to chase their pleasure.

The two filled women worked their hips, ramming Rachel back and forth between them. It felt amazing for them both, but Rachel was left wanting. She reached down, hurriedly searching for a path between her filled belly and thick legs, barely reaching her clit. She worked her button quickly, trying to find enjoyment to endure the pain. She moaned with pleasure as the girls fucked her and soon she found the most fantastic orgasm of her life. Rachel braced herself as the climax rolled through her body.

Max and Chloe both continued for a little longer, feeling warmth building as they looked into one another’s eyes. Rachel gave Chloe a despondent glare, which excited her even more. Chloe pressed in, feeling Rachel’s tongue slip into her hole. The idea of Rachel completely accepting the shaft made her cum instantly, Leaning back to ride the wave of pleasure.

Watching her friend orgasm made Max visibly happy, but her legs were tired, so she went down to rest on the ground. She needed just a little more, so she pulled Rachel’s hips down, making her bounce upon her pussy. She wasn’t shy about getting hers now, grabbing Rachel’s wide hips to pump her ass. Finally, after a few seconds of furious pumping, Max finished again. She let out a soft moan, her freckled face twisting with pure ecstasy.

As if it knew, the slime finally disconnected the three girls, finally letting Rachel sit up on her knees. She was bigger than both her friends, with an ample body that looked chubby and carrying triplets. She still looked beautiful, as if her body was meant to be like that. Her warm, radiant skin was tight, but it showed no stretch marks. She rolled onto her comfy ass, letting her legs stretch out. All girls sat with legs wide and swollen to their limits.

There was a long awkward silence as they looked to one another. “You could’ve just taken my word for it.” Chloe smiled.
“Why did you do that to me?” Rachel spoke sadly, stroking her huge stomach. “My body is ruined!”
“It was the things in us.” She took a moment to look at Rachel’s naked body. “And no it’s not, you look fucking amazing.”
“Yeah, you do look pretty rad.” Max added.
Chloe stroked her stomach absentmindedly, leading up to her filled breasts. “Plus you’ll go back to normal after a while.”
“Really?” Rachel was clearly relieved. 
“Yeah, I got bigger once before, but when they come out you go back to normal.”
“How long do they stay in us?” Max questioned, her engorged body rising and falling as she breathed.
Chloe shrugged. “A while.”
“I didn’t think my body could take it.” Max tilted her head, fascinated by her body. She looked to Rachel as she laid back to rest. “Glad you came along to help us.”
She looked to Chloe. “Not how I expected our reunion to go, but it is one hell of a story.”
“Fuck yeah.” Chloe put her head back on the couch cushion. “Truly amazeballs.”

Her Majesty’s Most Peculiar Ministry

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

A Woman of Green

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Katherine eased the door shut as Abbey stepped around the storage shelf. Both girls were dressed in tight fitting, business skirts, with their hair down and dark stockings covering their legs. The suit jacket and the t-shirt beneath sat low, and due to their too small bras, their chests were very noticeable.

“You look cute in that outfit.” Katherine leaned forward to peak down her top. “Nice cleavage.” Abbey was back in shape, but she still retained some weight in her chest and rump, making her look oh-so pleasing.
“Come on, this is silly. Why are we wasting our time doing this?”
“Because we know Oxanna’s research got out and now we’re trying to stop the numerous human experiments that started in its wake.”
“Well I know that! I mean why are we dressed like secretaries from the eighties?”
“I’m shocked you know what women dressed like in the eighties!”
Abbey cocked her head. “Really?”
“Look, we have to be subtle for the time being. We know this company is a front for something bigger, we just have to keep our eyes open until we figure it out. Once we know what they’re up to then we can get those guns we stashed and use our normal methods.”
“I can’t wait. I feel like a prostitute.”
“Well, you do look nice.” She gave Abbey a quick kiss. “Back to it! We’ll meet later.”

Katherine brought some files down to the lower level, passing a couple of late-shift guards as she made her way to the storage room. Once inside she had free reign to look through the documents. Using a small flashlight, she spent a few hours combing through useless papers until she found a partially redacted file from the Chinese government. She did her best to translate the papers and eventually found a form that had a number scrawled on the edge. Using the older computer in the far back of the room, she accessed some of the local files and found a plethora of experiment videos.

She found folders of recordings and documents from both Russian research facilities as well as five other compounds. They were in different languages and all had similar human experiments being conducted. She pulled one up, seeing a time-lapse video showing a young woman go from being thin and trim to broad and obese within a matter of days. Her small frame grew wide and thick, making the energetic girl turn into an irritable and unmoving woman.

Another showed a woman being used by two men before being injected. Another time-lapse showed her smooth belly bulge outward and within a week she was unable to move. She rested upon her fleshy midsection, her full belly spreading upon the hard floor. She looked immensely drained in spite of the carts of food they brought her. They extracted sixteen children from her, but nothing showed what happened from there.

All kinds of strange body manipulation and sexual abuse was going on in these supposed research complexes. Katherine copied the files to a USB drive and prepared to cover her tracks. Footsteps startled her, making her rush to hide.

“We know you’re down here.” A man called. “Just make this easier on everyone.” She peeked around the corner to see three men holding rifles. She was preparing to take them on when a side door opened revealing three more armed men with a clear shot on her. “Don’t be an idiot.”

She put up her hands as the speaker approached cautiously and felt around her hips. He slipped a hand down and removed her pistol, casting it to the floor. He directed her into the side door as the other men followed, keeping a fair distance. They went down a hallway to a small elevator, where two guards accompanied her. At the bottom they brought her to an unmarked door and shoved her inside.

She heard the click of the lock as she got to her feet. It was an open room with a mirror opposite the door and a high-set vent in the ceiling. She knew her captors were watching from the other side of the glass, so she gave them a two finger salute. In response, a secret door slid open. Inside the small tunnel a tiny green blob wriggled ahead. The door closed as the palm-sized goo writhed, sliding closer as she watched.

She tried to step on it, but it kept coming, following her around the room with a slow determination. She tried to crush it again, but this time it stuck to her foot, moving up her leg as she frantically tried to remove it. It slid a little faster, winding around her thigh and into her pussy. Katherine yelped, feeling the small creature moving up and opening her cervix with only a small amount of discomfort. Well, whatever this thing does at least I should have some time to get it out.

“Who do you work for?” As before, the man spoke in a thick Russian accent.
I need to buy more time for Abbey. Katherine said nothing, holding her hands up with a smile.
He gave a slow, methodical laugh. “That little monster in your belly usually takes a day or so to do its work.” The side door opened again, revealing four more small blobs. “I think we need to speed up the process!”

She bought some time, evading the small creatures as she ran from corner to corner of the room, but eventually one got her leg and the others followed soon after. They invaded her one by one, taking the same path as the original. She had felt a tightness already, but the others caused outright pain as they pushed outward. She leaned against the wall, feeling immense pressure as her stomach pushed outward. She looked a few months pregnant within minutes and she hit the wall as she endured the pain.

“Talk to us or you won’t make it out of that room!”
“Bugger off!”
“Ah, English! You must be the same one that took down our headquarters. I figured you’d be tougher.”

Katherine edged away from the wall, glaring at the glass. “I can handle whatever you throw at me.” Her uniform pulled open as her belly swelled. She could feel a dampness in her loins as she hid her agony.
“Too bad we don’t have any more of those slimes to put into you.” He chuckled. “Did you know that we found your friend? She seems tougher than you, redhead.”

Damnit, they found Abbey. I have to get out of here! Katherine tried to walk, stumbling as she grew accustomed to her added weight. She looked immensely pregnant now, her tight belly swaying as she moved. The buttons shot away from her business jacket, exposing her stretched top. She leaned against the wall, fishing in her snug bra for a tool. She found the item as her bra snapped, causing her fuller breasts to tear through the shirt as well. She launched the pellet onto the floor, creating a thick fog in the room.

She rubbed her fingernail with magnetized polish along the keycard reader and the door opened. She waited as the guards shot into the smoke. She rushed ahead as they paused, fighting through the pain as she tackled one man and took his rifle, blasting the other. It was taxing to stand again, but she managed to haul herself down the hall, taking out two more guards that were awestruck by her appearance.

Her stomach sagged below her knees, making her waddle as she walked. It took effort and she was glistening with sweat as she slid along the wall. Her skirt popped, tearing as she walked, and soon it fell away in tatters. Her panties pulled tight, causing her to stop for a moment until they ripped on one side. She took the initiative and tore away the other side, casting them onto the floor.

Her stockings were in shambles as her legs started to thicken. She felt her thighs rolling off of one another as she moved. Even her shoulders and arms grew, causing her final article of clothing to pop and tear. She yanked the jacket away angrily, feeling unease as she pressed on. Her huge breasts and round belly pulled her forward, making it difficult not to fall. The hallway turned multiple times and most of the enclosures she passed were empty. She readied her weapon as she heard someone approaching.

“Katherine?”
“Abbey?” She lowered her weapon as her companion stepped around the corner. She was in a similar state, as her entire frame was swollen and squishy, but she was a fair amount larger. The girl’s breasts still turned upward in spite of their enormity, with large areolas and tiny nipples that were barely darker than her creamy white skin.

Her small, sultry eyes tightened as she smiled. “I see we both found what they were working on here.”
“We have to stop this before they expand again. Any ideas?”
Abbey offered a bottle of pills with a numbered label. “Take two of these. It makes the slime inert.”

Katherine hastily swallowed a pill, immediately feeling a tightness in her stomach. The sensation moved lower quickly as the drug interacted with the substance inside her. Once it finished, Katherine looked up with curiosity. “When will it come out?”
“Well, these just stop it from growing. We have to find another way to expel it.” She shrugged with a light smile. “I’m sorry, I was a little rushed.” Abbey lifted her swollen breast and tucked the bottle beneath the mammary. She gave an innocent smirk.

They turned, hearing a patrol approaching from beyond the corner. “Give me your rifle and lay down.” Katherine waved her hand.
“What? I’m not going to be bait!”
“Trust me! I’ll protect you.”

With a dramatic sigh, Abbey offered her rifle. Using the wall for support, she went to her knees and waited for the footsteps to get achingly close. “Don’t shoot, I’m unarmed!” She put out a hand before tumbling into their path, doing her best to act panicked. The men stopped, shouting in Russian. Abbey’s enlarged ass wobbled as she rolled onto her side. The men relaxed visibly, encircling her as they joked.

Katherine hit the opposite wall, blasting both rifles into the squad and dropping them almost instantly. “That was too easy, they’re baiting us.”
The girl stood clumsily. “Hands wash each other.” She took her rifle back, seeing Katherine’s confusion. “Next time you’ll be the bait.” Abbey gave a lighthearted nod before leading her down the hall.

The two large women walked down the corridors and found a room locked with a keypad. Abbey typed in the code with an accomplished glance before stepping inside.  The door closed behind them as they stood in a larger hall. All of the windowed enclosures looked empty, and their sliding doors were open. They advanced with great caution, holding their rifles against the full chests. Katherine stole a few glances of her companion’s big ass shifting as she walked.

Through the opened door they found a larger containment chamber. The door slammed shut behind them as they gawked at the occupant. A green colored woman composed entirely of slime sat in the corner. Her gigantic belly was partially transparent, showing five unclothed women mashed against one another inside the sphere. They most likely came from the other open cells and they were still alive somehow. The victim’s lower openings were parted by the slime, exposing their hidden crevices.

Unable to close her legs, the slime woman was very exposed, sitting immobile beneath the mountainous sphere. Watching the intruders silently, her smooth face showed a broad smile. The woman raised her arm and flung a blob against the wall behind them. The slime could change viscosity, as the girl’s body appeared firm while the blob flowed like thick water. She sent another blob and both immediately jumped from the wall and onto Katherine’s legs.

The remnants of her stockings and shoes vanished into a mist as the globs stuck her to the floor. She tried to break free, but they didn’t yield. They slowly pulled one foot forward and then the other. She realized they were walking her toward the slime woman.

The creature’s smile broadened as she launched two more blobs at Abbey’s feet. She was prepared and able to fall out of their path. She was awkwardly large, though, and they easily bounced upon her. One landed upon her hip, snaking around her broad backside and into her ass. She yelped as she rolled onto her belly, feeling the other blob land on her foot. It slowly moved her legs together and joined her ankles inside the blob. It proceeded to spin her around and draw her in the same direction as Katherine.

Watching her inflated companion being pulled slowly along the ground by her ankles, Katherine looked around to devise a plan. The observation window was too high and door was the only known way out. She recalled the pills Abbey had stashed beneath her breast.

“Toss some pills at it!” She called as the slimes directed her forward.

Grabbing her bountiful chest, Abbey snatched the bottle and popped it open. She took one and tossed it at the blob holding her feet. She missed at first, and it took two more tries before it hit. The slime turned a darker shade of green and stopped moving entirely. She pulled her leg, but couldn’t break loose from the thick remnants. She turned and tossed some tablets onto Katherine’s blobs, stopping them in a similar manner. Abbey sat up and prepared to throw some to the girl made of slime, but she jerked violently, dropping the bottle and its contents onto the floor. White tablets bounced and rolled in all directions as she yelled in pain.

“It’s… It’s moving in me again!” Abbey’s already large body swelled outward, growing unnaturally broad as she fell onto her back. Her huge breasts rolled beside her, pointing in opposite directions as her stomach bloomed. Her legs thickened as the new slime made her grow faster than before. “It’s too much!”

It must have reactivated the inert slime somehow. Finding a nearby pill, Katherine used all of her might to rip free from her bonds. The slime around her feet was thick and goopy, but it fell aside after the initial break. She used care to retrieve a tablet and place it into the expanding girl’s open mouth. Abbey yelled as her body stopped growing, leaving her easily twice as large as before. Her skin was pulled tight as her belly expanded up and outward like a water balloon. With her legs and arms now thick and heavy, she was unable to stand.

The slime woman was no longer smiling. She sent another blob onto Abbey’s springy belly and it quickly moved down and into her privates. The creature held her hands up to placate Katherine. The green woman’s eyes looked to the pills, knowing they meant certain death for her. She pointed at Abbey as she grunted again.

This time, however, she didn’t grow. Instead the green goo erupted onto the floor between her open legs. It took form, slowly growing into the shape of a green-tinted woman. Abbey huffed as her body deflated. Her limbs returned to a normal diameter, her breasts shrank back to a manageable size, and her ass constricted, allowing her back to straighten once more. Her belly was the last to deflate, but all of her assets were larger, bringing her back to being the chubby woman from their first encounter.

The creature that formed before them was a translucent replica of Abbey. With a similar smirk, the slime girl leapt past the spilled pills and into the other slime woman’s belly, being absorbed in an instant. The giant belly rumbled as another dark shaped formed, pushing against the others as it grew. To their shock, they could see it was a replica of Abbey.

Katherine walked towards another pill when the creature hit its arms against the floor with a loud, wet slap. She was stunned as the slime woman’s vagina opened and allowed the women inside to spill out one by one. It took some effort on the final two, but they all came out and arose, removing the excess slime from their skin. The Abbey clone stepped over the slime woman that birthed her and allowed her to move up and inside her. The other women watched Katherine and Abbey with smiles as they blocked their filling sister.

“Is this really happening?” Abbey struggled to stand.
“Slime that came from you went into her and came back out as a copy of you… Yes, it happened.”
Abbey tossed a pill at one of the women and it bounced aside without effect. “Uhh, What now?”

Their skin is practically human. Katherine plucked a pill from the ground and approached the wall of naked women. They looked human, but their smile was somewhat unsettling. Katherine ran a finger along one girl’s breast, gently arousing her nipple as the woman watched her. She traced downward along her flat tummy and snuck a finger into her slit, seeing no reaction from the woman. She spread her and used the other hand to insert a pill into her pussy.

The woman’s eyes doubled as she crumpled forward, dropping to the floor and curling into the fetal position. Her skin darkened as she became inert. The four other women showed minimal anger as they surrounded her. One girl grabbed Katherine’s tits, squeezing them with all her might. She gasped, striking the aggressor in the shoulder, causing her to stumble back. Katherine bumped another girl aside with her broad rump and hit another girl in her boob. The remaining woman grabbed her from behind, wrapping her arms beneath hers and pulling her backwards. She fell upon the nameless woman, struggling to break out of the hold.

The three women looked down upon her as Abbey’s clone approached. She looked nine months pregnant and each heavy step caused her oval belly to sway. Her heavy breasts shifted as well, her beady eyes filled with malice. The real Abbey pushed the girls aside, turning to face her doppelganger. She took hold of her clone’s hair and hit her belly before the others swarmed her and brought her down.
One stood beside their leader, who watched the spies trying fruitlessly to escape. The clone pointed to one of her sisters and directed her to the lifeless slime girl upon the floor. The woman pulled her limp legs wide and pushed her closed hands inside. The limp body jerked as her sister pushed inside, spreading her vagina unnaturally wide. The inert woman’s belly ballooned, growing as the other girl entered her. Her shoulders passed and then her hips, with her legs making a swimming motion before disappearing completely.

The girl came back to life, standing up mildly surprised at her second chance. Her belly trembled before it flattened, making the rest of her body grow evenly. She changed from a slender pregnant woman to a full-figured vixen. This woman opened Katherine’s legs and raised her hips as the Abbey clone got into place. She parted her legs and slid forward, getting into a scissoring position with Katherine.

She felt something slimy and cold below, nudging into her lower region. She pulled on her legs, but the curvy woman had immense strength. Grappled by two women, Katherine was forced to accept the object entering below. She felt a tendril push inside of her and worm its way deep into her reproductive organ. The tightness built until it forced into her womb and then it throbbed, sending globs of slime inside her. Katherine stopped resisting, saving her remaining strength as she watched what appeared to be her lover depositing a slime monster into her womb.

It hurt, but it felt more like an ache than a sharp pain. She was growing quickly, expanding similarly to her companion’s former size. Her stomach swelled as the other girl’s shrank. Her thick arms wobbled in the air as the woman grappled her from behind, and her large, soft legs jiggled with each pulse. Her breasts were sliding downward, but hers grew outward and upward instead of sagging, making them huge and bouncy. She wasn’t sure how much she could handle before bursting, but there wasn’t a thing she could do at this point.

The clone shifted to her knees, with her belly nearly flat, and started humping her. The slime tendril continued moving, but the friction against her clit made all the difference. Katherine closed her eyes, grunting as the women presented her for their leader. She felt tightness all over and a pulsing in her core as the girl pushed their buttons together. Moaning, Katherine let go, feeling a wave wash over her. The cloned girl pulled back as she finished, fully empty as she stood.

The slime matriarch was completely inside of her and she could see that she was unable to move in this state. Luckily, Abbey was waiting for the right moment. The chubby girl slipped a pill into her captor and grabbed the bigger girl that held Kathrine’s legs. She tripped her and rammed another tablet into her cooch. Abbey launched herself onto her clone, wrestling as they rolled aside.

With the distraction, Katherine freed a hand and lifted her breast, thankful that her sweat hadn’t dissolved the tablet she stashed. She put it in her own pussy, feeling the occupant writhe and fight before going dormant. The girl beneath her frantically tried to stop the reaction, slipping her fingers into Katherine’s privates, searching for the tablet.

Using her weight, Katherine lifted up and slammed down, spinning over and smothering the girl between her ample breasts. She found another tablet as the girl struggled and forced it into her mouth, making her swallow it. She constricted before going still beneath her massive, fleshy body.

Abbey continued fighting with her opposite as the door opened. British soldiers poured into the room with weapons ready. A buxom woman in a revealing dress waltzed in, inspecting the scene. Her V-neck teal dress showed a very generous amount of cleavage, hugging her large breasts tightly. The cinched, pleated bottom stopped just above her knees. She knew the woman as her equal in MI-6 and the one who lead their rescue from the previous research facility.

“I keep finding you without any clothing, Agent Evans.” The woman’s large pink lips curled into a smile. “You seem to be a bit… burdened as well.”
“Hello, Lyla.” Katherine was thankful to see her, but also embarrassed by her predicament.
The woman walked closer with slow, calculated steps, her high heels echoing in the enclosure. She stared down at her inflated co-worker. “Good thing our operator is so forgiving.” She said smugly before looking around the room. “Looks like you had quite the fun while we were capturing the man in charge.”
“Glad we could create a distraction.” One of the soldiers handed her a bottle.
“Well, don’t you want to get that cack out of you?”
“Not with an audience.” Lyla was known as the best agent, though Katherine expected she got that standing through some time in the supervisor’s bedrooms.
“Right then, guess we’ll just watch it from the other room again.” She scoffed as she pointed to the smaller version of Abbey. “Contain her and bring her back with us. I’m sure the operator will love to see what makes her tick.”

The soldiers restrained the impassive clone and brought her into the corridor. Lyla followed her men as they led their captive away. “Find us topside when you’re ready.”

Now with some privacy, Katherine took a pill as Abbey watched. Green water erupted from between her legs, blasting out in waves as she pushed. Her body quickly deflated and her extremities returned to normal proportions. Her boobs shrank and her belly constricted. It happened quickly and once it was all out she sat up to inspect herself. She always had a comfy ass, but it was bigger after the ordeal. Her hips had grown too, but she was still slim around the waist. Even her boobs were bigger, but all of her growth balanced, filling out evenly and making her far more desirable. She wasn’t as large as Abbey, but she was thankful for her new, shapely body.

She could tell her companion was pleased by it too. With a playful smirk, she moved closer, straddling her lover. “That was nice… Want to give them a show?”
She knew the director would never see the tapes. Our supervisor – the operator – always keeps them for herself. “Of course.” She gave Abbey a deep kiss, kneading her bountiful chest. Their division was known for having attractive women who got things done by any means necessary. And having a little fun on company time is always welcome.

Chloe’s Full Of It

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“Usual shit day after dealing with step-douche.” She kicked a rusty can as she entered the junkyard. “At least I can escape the daily grind in this luxurious retreat!” She scoffed, lighting a cigarette as she sat on an old seat stolen from some long gone car. Sitting in the hideout, she scanned the wall, looking at the graffiti she wrote upon the bricks as she let her mind wander.

Chloe wore her usual ensemble: ripped jeans with black boots, a white t-shirt adorned with a skull, and a navy-blue beanie that kept her frazzled blue hair in check. She removed her leather jacket, leaning back to lounge upon the mostly intact seat. She reached over to scratch her tattooed arm, feeling something strange as she did. She screamed as she jolted upright, letting her lit cigarette skitter along the ground.

On the nearby bench was a bluish green blob that crawled closer, bridging the small gap to touch her seat. She went silent as her mind raced, observing the strange substance. Suddenly the blob launched upward, landing upon her shoulder. She screamed again and frantically jumped out of her t-shirt. Her top thudded to the ground and she ran out into the junkyard to find something to squish the creature.

Finding a rusted pipe and holding it with both hands, she stepped back into the enclosed area. “I don’t know what the fuck you are, but I’m gonna bash your face in!” She approached her discarded shirt with care, nudging it open with her weapon. “Shit, where is it?” She scanned the area, backing away. She looked down and caught a glimpse of the slime by her foot. It launched itself upward onto her hip, making her drop her weapon in a wild panic.

She unfastened her jeans and pulled them aside, careful not to touch the gelatinous blob as she tried to shimmy free. She shrieked as it jumped up onto her side. Her pants slid to her knees as she tried to flick the goop away from her skin. She stumbled and managed to step out of her fallen jeans, but the slime was still affixed to her. She built up courage before deliberately putting her fingers around the squishy blob. The creature responded by slithering around her side and down inside her panties.

She felt the slime push in between her clenching cheeks. In spite of her attempts to halt the creature it wormed its way in, making her jump forward in surprise. “Oh! Wha-what do I do? Fuck! This is bad. This is so fucking bad!” She moved her underwear aside and felt for any part of the jelly in her butt. She paused to prepare herself before sticking a finger inside, but she felt nothing. “What do I do?!” She put her clothing back on, pacing around the junkyard. “I don’t feel anything, maybe it was… just a hallucination? Maybe I got a bad batch or something.” She lit another cigarette, smoking with shaky hands. “I mean, I can’t go to a doctor and ask him to check my ass for a slime monster. Fuck! Just calm down, girl, you’ll get through this!”

She sat down on the bench, leaning on her knees as she thought. “I just have to wait and see if anything happens. It had to be my imagination screwing with me.” Chloe finished her smoke and felt better as time went on. She distracted herself by stepping out of the room and hitting things with the rusty pipe. She grew bored quickly, launching it to a nearby junk pile as a finale.

She came back into the brick room, feeling a tightness in her stomach. Upon inspection she noticed a small bump in her belly. “Did that just happen? Was I always this pudgy?” She shook the thought away. “No, it’s just your mind again. It’s fine, Chloe! Just try to relax and enjoy another day away from that shitty prep school.” She forced herself to lay down and close her eyes. It took her a fair amount of time to quit overthinking the situation, but she was finally able to take a short cat-nap.

She awoke to a startling sight: her shirt was blue and sticky. She quickly removed her top and peeled away her bra, gawking at her swollen boobs. “Oh shit! They’re huuuge!” She squished them, watching blue goo seep down from the nipples. She found one of the rain-catchers she set up outside and splashed it upon her chest, clearing away almost all of the sticky substance. She inspected her chest in silence for a time before finally accepting the reality. She took hold of her breasts, shaking them as she spoke, “I’m a dumb-ass bimbo with huge fuckin boobs. I’m gonna get the whole football team to rail me!” She scoffed as her smile faded. “Great. I wasn’t hallucinating, but I guess this could be worse.”

She looked past her chest, noticing her stomach was larger too. She also felt something in her privates. Reaching down, she put her hand in more of the goop that seeped through her jeans. “Aww, not there too!” She maneuvered out of her pants and panties, splashing more cold water down below. She was clean, but almost entirely naked. She pulled off her beanie, ruffling her pink and blue hair as she paced, the bullets on her necklace nestling in between her cleavage.

Chloe let out a nervous sigh. “I’m pretty much fucked.” Her thighs rubbed as she walked. “I can’t go anywhere without clean clothes and who the hell would I go to?” She knelt down, finding her phone in her slimy pants. She thumbed through the contacts shaking her head before tossing it onto the chair angrily. “I can’t count on anyone!” She put her hands on her face as tears formed. “I don’t know what’s happening and I don’t have anyone to help me!” She cleared their makeshift table in a rage, knocking empty beer cans and garbage onto the floor.

Her anger changed to confusion as she looked at her tattooed arm. The colorful, flowery design was stretched upon her swelling arm. She checked her other arm, surprised that it had grown similarly. She looked down again, lifting her sagging belly and letting it fall. It bounced heavily, settling back into place against her legs. She then had the thought to look behind her. Stretching, she was able to get a glimpse of her expanded backside; her entire frame was bulky and at least twice as large as before.

“I guess I’m not really fat.” She poked her chest, watching it spring back into place within an instant. “I mean, I am, but it’s so cushy!” She cupped her breast and ran a hand along her tummy. “I feel sexy as hell, actually.” She sat heavily upon the wooden bench, feeling it flex beneath her expanded body. She opened her legs and touched herself. She jerked with delight at the slightest touch, and it took a moment before she could actually masturbate. “Holy shit I’m sensitive down there.”

She was sopping wet and it felt indescribable. She moaned loudly as she tilted back, gripping the edge of the bench with white knuckles. Her full breasts bounced moderately as she fingered herself. She was loving every second as she rubbed her clit sloppily. She moved slightly and heard a snap; she felt her seat give way and she instinctively launched forward onto the empty wire-spool that was used as a table.

She grumbled in pain as her fleshy mass pressed into the wood. She lifted herself clumsily and plopped into the seat pulled from a car. Her broad ass spilled over the sides, but it was far sturdier. She resumed pleasuring herself, quickly finding her rhythm as she neared climax. She felt the ground rumble as she worked herself closer and closer. The approaching train rumbled closer and Chloe suddenly felt her stomach shake wildly. To her surprise the feeling excited her even more, and she came right as the train rolled past.

She was sure she gave the conductor a bird’s eye view if he had been looking her way, but she didn’t care. Her loud scream was muted by the passing locomotive, and she felt a euphoria she had never experienced before. She suddenly felt the shifting creature in her belly work a path lower. She tried to resist as the slime slid out of her ass and quickly rolled over the edge of the chair. The train finally passed, but the creature was long gone.

Her body was still massive, filled with the blue slime. She pushed on her tits and watched a fountain of thick bluish liquid erupt onto the floor. “Well, I guess it didn’t hurt me, so there’s that.” She caused another spray from her chest, laughing as she shot it farther. “Maybe I can empty all this out and I’ll be normal again.” She ran her hand along her tight stomach and another along her wide hip. “This is kind of fun, though.”

Chloe felt something poking her ass. Reaching down, she fished her phone from between her inflated butt cheeks. “I wish Max was here – she would never believe this.” Chloe stared at her phone for a moment before hitting the camera button and snapping a photo of her expanded body, closing her legs and using her other arm to cover her nipples tastefully. Chloe relaxed as she examined the photo, noting how even her face had grown a little bit. “Maybe this would get her attention.” She changed to a goofy voice to emulate her friend. “Oh boy, Chloe, sure looks like you have issues. Bet you’re all in to Joyce’s pancakes!” She scoffed. “Max probably wouldn’t believe me even with a picture.”

She moved to discard the photo, but her pudgy finger hit send instead. “Oh, fuck me!”