Enlightenment

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Cleric Aldon stood above the offender. The chubby girl lay upon the wooden table with arms and legs spread apart and bound to each corner. She was unable to speak as the man looked upon her nude body with utter shame. Elouise could read their minds, knowing the plans to oust her from the council and replace Aldon with another High Cleric. Like many others, they have failed.
 
“As punishment for your unique crimes I shall administer a unique solution – you will carry your sister.” Her guards brought Gabriella forward, unclasping her robe and allowing it to fall to the ground. The tight-bodied woman had a modest figure and dimpled smile. It is a shame that she will be hidden inside her big-titted bitch of a sister. But, it will serve as a warning… They all will.
 
Mabel followed her instructions, casting an intricate spell onto her niece. Gabriella lowered her head, frightened of the change that was to come. Her body flushed as she visibly shrank. Her proportions remained as her body shortened. Her arms slipped from the guard’s grasp. She was reduced to half her height – her modest attributes appearing more pronounced. The cleric directed his men to hold Chantal’s legs as Mabel cast another spell. The exposed pussy suddenly dripped with excitement. Elouise enjoyed watching as they directed the small, scared girl in between her sister’s legs, pressing her head into the moist loins.
 
It was breathtaking – seeing Chantal’s pussy open wide to swallow her sister’s head. A loud wet sound accompanied the insertion. Gabriella’s shoulders cleared after a pause and then her body moved inside without assistance. Her ass bounced as she kicked in the air, anxious from the strange sensation. Another awkward, sloppy noise came as her hips cleared. Within seconds her feet slipped in, now fully nestled inside Chantal. This gave her sister a large, full belly that bulged unevenly as she writhed inside.
 
Mabel cast a spell that gave her belly a more spherical shape. “She can breathe, but be careful not to close your legs tight.”
“She’s breathing through my pussy?” Chantal was barely able to reach around her belly, feeling her wet, gaping hole with a mixture of emotions.
“She will require your powers to survive.” Elouise spoke confidently. “You will carry her for eighteen months as she regresses and reforms anew. Both of you will be normal, but she will be your new child.”
Chantal was terrified, looking to her aunt and the others for some kind of help. “Why would you do this?”
 
“As I said, this requires a unique punishment. Rather than killing her outright I shall give you the task of raising Gabriella. Perhaps she will be well mannered the second time. This is also to teach you that your actions have consequences. The older blonde woman leaned down to taunt her, showing notable cleavage as her breasts grazed Chantal’s shoulder. “Your mother is also going to suffer.” She whispered with delight, “care to see?”
 
With a wave of her hand the guards led in the tall, weary brunette. Magdalene shuffled forward awkwardly, carrying her swollen belly. She huffed, glaring with lamenting eyes as her weighted belly threatened to pull her down. She had to hesitate to shift her balance and only then did she continue carefully. Her hard features showed sadness in defeat.
 
Elouise proudly removed her robe, displaying the woman to the small crowd. Her stomach had pronounced bulges, hanging much lower than expected. She was carrying something very heavy and bulky. Magdalene was slouching, with sweat running from her brow. It was clear that she suffered from whatever she held and the only emotions she displayed were disgust and dismay.
 
“We found the creature your mother birthed so long ago.” Elouise found the memory again, watching the tentacles writhing along the woman and her daughters. The large seeds slipping inside the woman’s sensitive vagina. One of the many lewd thoughts I retrieved from this sinful family. “She showed us everything. How you summoned creatures and used magic frivolously. Such disregard for her vows… Now her powers are gone and she is carrying stones gathered from the riverbed. We packed her belly full of useless rocks that she’ll never be able to remove. Now she will no longer burden the council.”
 
The elder woman turned to Mabel with an accusing glare. “You were part of their debauchery too.” Elouise had to resist a smile, seeing her plan coming to fruition. “I see those thoughts you attempt to repress. It appears you must join your family in their penance.”
 
Cleric Aldon grabbed their aunt from behind, touching a magic dampener to her neck. Her long eyebrows shot up as she struggled, but after a moment she accepted her fate. Mabel’s almond eyes tightened as her breathing quickened. He unclasped her robe and let it fall. The svelte brunette had upturned breasts and a toned stomach. She looked to the floor, knowing it was pointless to resist. Everyone knew that her gorgeous body would soon be changed like the others.
 
The old blonde woman looked to the other council members standing around the room. She took her time, deliberating the woman’s fate. “I see your sister’s punishment is troubling you.” She strolled to Magdalene and ran her fingers along the bumpy belly. “Perhaps I should indulge you in a similar fashion, Mabel.”
 
The cleric offered Elouise a small talisman. Clasping it in both hands, she spoke a long phrase and made numerous gestures. Mabel trembled in fear as she performed the ritual. She has no clue what type of spell I’m casting! Idiot. With a final, decisive syllable, it was over. She returned the item to Aldon as everyone watched with anticipation. The guards let go and stepped back as the change began.
 
The leggy beauty grimaced, putting her arms across her chest. She gasped, realizing what was happening. Her flawless breasts grew. Silky skin expanded around her tanned arms as she tried to keep them in check. Her hands pushed out, slowly pulling apart as she tried to gather the burgeoning mounds. She was pathetic, trying to keep some semblance of dignity as her tits flowed. She repeatedly caught them, but soon she understood that it wasn’t going to stop anytime soon.
 
Placing hands on her knees, she allowed the heavy breasts to hang. The soft mammaries squished together, expanding as the others watched. Mabel’s eyes darted between them, her composure failing. She sank to the ground, straining against their weight. On her hands and knees, she whined, pleading for the expansion to stop. The bulky tits pressed upon the wooden floor, pushing outward as they continued growing. She looked up again, her sad eyes hoping to sway their verdict. Pitiful whore – you brought this upon yourself.
 
“Please, stop this!” Agatha stepped ahead. “What purpose does this serve? She wasn’t on trial.”
 
Elouise stared with spite at the doughy woman watching from the edge of the room. “You are in no place to speak, Agatha.” Elouise waved her closer, placing a hand upon her cheek when she finally complied. “I see you planned to help them as well. I should have known.” Her grip tightened. “You disappoint me!” She ripped away Agatha’s vestments, making her usually cheerful expression fade. “This council is filled with deviants!” The head cleric moved with purpose, using the talisman to sap the woman’s power. Elouise considered punishment for a time before raising a finger and smiling devilishly. She cast another long, intricate spell, plucking one from Agatha’s own mind.
 
The thick, friendly woman showed sudden shock. Placing a hand on her midsection, a muffled clank came from within. More noises radiated from her belly, causing her to look at Elouise with pleading eyes. A low groan escaped her moist lips. Her silky tits wobbled as she bent over. Her rounded face tightened as she felt the objects moving within. Like the others, she knew something collected in her belly and she couldn’t fight it. Her clear blue eyes closed as she resolved to endure the sensation. The corner of her mouth opened, but she took it well.
 
The clanking grew louder as her stomach filled. Dimples formed as her pale skin expanded. She appeared somewhat pregnant, but the texture looked very strange. She sank lower, clearly feeling the weight of the objects as they poured in. Agatha’s beautiful breasts sat upon the bumpy belly, with her slim waist leading to a comfortable ass.  She put a hand on one of the lesser clerics, but he pulled away and let her slump against the wall. Sliding lower, she squatted against the wall.
 
The expansion stopped, leaving her filled with an abundance of small, burdensome items. Her belly wasn’t as large as the others, but it looked perfectly proportioned with her curvy build. She pushed herself higher, carefully moving away from the wall. She was able to stand, but every movement had to be calculated. Some of the items shifted, clanking as they pulled her slightly.
 
Elouise grabbed a handful of her squishy rump. “It saddens me to do this, but I could see that you were planning against me too. You nearly evaded my mental probing, but I found your stockpile of golden coins.” She kneaded Agatha’s ass, enjoying her discomfort. “So, I will let you keep them.” She drew back and slapped the springy ass, laughing as Agatha stumbled ahead and sank to her knees.
 
And then her eyes snapped to the last remaining council member. Cadence spoke with indifference. “Yes, I was part of their plan, but you can see that I was only helping you.”
 
Elouise stepped into her mind, observing her memories. The truth came in waves. How the clever necromancer played along with the conspiracy, all the while knowing it would fail. Cadence’s true motivation was the wellbeing of the citizens. She resents judgment for her craft. She will always be at odds with the clerics, but she would be loyal to me. Elouise contemplated, returning to her own thoughts. I may need someone with her talents… Aldon may defy me in the future.
 
“Very well, you have proven to be loyal.” She looked to Aldon, gauging his reaction. “The council of three.” His thoughts show disgust, but he will accept this… for now. “Aldon will claim this estate and Agatha will stay as an offering of good faith. The rest of you will accompany me home where you will serve as my indentured servants. The good people will see what becomes of deviant mages!”
 
Mabel lay upon her engorged breasts. They were nearly as large as the rest of her body, squishing as she rested upon the firm mounds. Milk seeped from her thick nipples as she contemplated her predicament. Meanwhile Magdalene sat upon a creaking chair. The stone-filled belly making her uncomfortable no matter how she shifted. She let out an irritated sigh as she pushed a stone inward, only causing another to press out below. She was packed to the limit and visibly worried.
 
Chantal was allowed to stand, but she had to rest against the table. Her plump ass squished around the edge as she leaned back to support her massive belly. Chantal’s considerable chest spilled over the full, rounded stomach. The shapely body changed to accommodate, pushing her fat elsewhere to make her arms and legs thick and bulky. Her shoulders and hips also widened to support such a large ‘child’ in her womb. Gabriella shifted every few minutes, making both of them unable to relax. This was the first day and it would be just as unpleasant over the following months as their bodies adapted to the magical attachment.
 
This is the cost of defying me. Elouise smirked as she read their despairing thoughts.

The wagon rolled along, with each bump causing her sister to shift around inside her belly. Chantal groaned, moving lower in her seat to find momentary relief. It was nearly impossible to relax and she only hoped it would be easier over time. Elousie’s pet orc sat at the other side of the wagon, looking just as uncomfortable due to his size. Dakkor was hunched forward, watching her naked body intently. His eyes slid lower, enjoying every slight movement of her swollen, soft body.
 
“Look away, monster.”
His misaligned eyes narrowed and a sharp breath passed through his filed teeth. “Take care when insulting me. I wasn’t the only one that enjoyed our time together.”
“I would never have done that with you if my mind had been clear!”
“You humans complain too much. Female orcs enjoy themselves no matter when we take them.”
“Humans respect one another!”
“Hmph. Is that why you have a big belly?” She didn’t respond. “The gold hair woman said you will be my mate. Better get used to me.” He grinned.
 
Chantal didn’t even argue. She knew nothing she could do or say could stop this. If he didn’t do what Elouise said then she would find another orc to fuck her. She couldn’t even blame him. She took a deep breath to calm her nerves, looking away from the monster that she would be with from now on. She only hoped the others would fare better.

The caravan passed the gate and brought them to Elouise’s estate. A few esteemed guests were waiting to greet her, eager to see who was chosen to be on the council. Their surprise was almost comedic when they heard about the removal – how half of the council members were now stripped of their powers. The orc took Chantal into his arms, carrying her into the wooded region where he dwelled. No one seemed to care. She watched over his shoulder, seeing her inflated mother and aunt being carted into the mansion.
 
The large, rounded hut with a steeple roof wasn’t far, hidden among a small patch of trees. Furs lined the walls and it was entirely open inside. Many smells assaulted her senses, most of which weren’t enjoyable. Dakkor carried her past the firepit and dropped her onto the bed – the straw lining barely absorbing the impact. She groaned, aching from the fall and from Gabriella’s movements inside. He wiped his brow and unfastened his limited armor. He removed his loincloth, revealing a long green cock dangling nearly to his knee.
 
With wide-eyed terror, Chantal held up her hands. “Woah, I don’t remember it being that big!”
“I didn’t give it all before… And she was in your head.” He crawled into the shoddy bed, yanking her robes away. “Do you prefer it this way or from behind?”
“Wait, can’t we talk-“
He moved above her. “This way then.” His body flexed appealingly as he went low, sliding his tongue into her loins. It was strong, making her moan as it slid up and around. She raised her hips, finding great enjoyment in the sensation. A shiver ran along her body as he searched her wet entrance. Her eyes squeezed tight and she held her breath, building to a sensational climax. It was nearly upon her when he pulled out. The feeling slipped away, leaving only disappointment as he raised up and moved into position.
 
The large, muscular orc was able to support himself entirely, keeping all weight off of her huge belly. She felt his rigid cock poking against her thigh. She braced herself as the monster found her hole and glided in. She tensed, already uncomfortable from his size. His hard, beady eyes watched her as she bit her lip. She was thankful that he moved slowly, but she knew he wouldn’t wait for long. After a few quick breaths, she wiggled her hips, trying to ease it in carefully. He took this to mean that she wanted it faster, so he followed along with a little more force.
 
The orc growled, letting his weight push the cock deeper. Chantal squeaked, his shaft pushing into her tighter region. She tried to touch her clit, but her engorged belly blocked it. He allowed some of his weight to rest upon her, making her feel trapped as he fed more into his new toy. She reached up and grabbed her nipples, pulling her tits up and down to distract herself from the agonizing pain below. It was wet, but he was just too damned thick.
 
She gave up on the distraction, grabbing handfuls of straw as she endured the sizable intruder in her pussy. The ache dulled, feeling a low numbness as he pushed firmly. He couldn’t quite get the last section in. The monster moved side to side, cruelly opening her even more with the throbbing dick. With a groan, she launched a hand up and hit him in the shoulder. He let out a low chuckle as he swirled his cock again, forcing her to whine.
 
He stopped moving and pushed again. This time something gave way. Chantal barely felt his cock move, but Gabriella started squirming furiously, thrashing around in her belly. It looked like the orc was in pain from his expression. He tried to pull back, but he was stuck in her loins. The movements increased as he went in to the hilt once more. Chantal realized that he had somehow pushed through the magical barrier and fit his cock inside Gabriella. He was fucking the girl inside her belly.
 
Each time he tried to pull back it brought Gabriella with him. Chantal could make out a faint handprint as he reared up, still unable to free himself. The placement made it clear that he was fucking the girl inside her. His dick went far enough to stick into Gabriella’s pussy. It felt extremely strange. He was too overcome by the tightness to enjoy it at first, but soon he found a slow, short rhythm. He scooted forward, pressing into her belly to get more of his cock through. He only lasted for a couple more slow thrusts before he went into a frenzy. He pumped her hard, making her nearly cry before he unloaded.
 
Chantal didn’t feel a thing, which confirmed her suspicion. The orc had been fucking the girl inside her. She had no idea what this meant, but she was happy to feel his massive pole shrinking. He pulled out, leaving her entrance slick and sore. He laid beside her, draping his enormous arm over her chest. Gabriella wasn’t moving much anymore inside her midsection. She was positioned with her legs raised, but Chantal couldn’t turn over. She was forced to let the cum move deeper into her sister’s vagina. She only hoped that she would be okay if Gabriella happened to get pregnant inside her.
 
The monster’s loud snoring and Gabriella’s fitful movements kept her from meaningful sleep throughout the night. The orc roused her in the early hours for another session, preparing her with his wet finger before mounting her in the same position. He poked inside and once again found the even tighter space inside. He knew exactly what he was doing, but Chantal was grateful that it felt slightly better this time. It still hurt, but she was hopeful that she would find some pleasure in the coming days. She put her arms around him, taking the long pole submissively. He rammed even harder, making Gabriella fight from within. She watched his strong body flexing, trying to excite herself, but the movement inside was too distracting.
 
He eyed her bouncing tits, watching them flow up and down. He seemed to enjoy her anguished grunts, speeding up whenever she felt the most pain. She shifted from time to time, unsure if the change would make it better or worse. His big cock plunged in and out for a long time until he released a thicker batch. Again, she didn’t feel it, but she noticed the bulge moved up his cock slower now. Inside, Gabriella struggled, unable to stop the cum from blasting into her spread pussy.
 
“I will have to keep doing this until you give me a son.”
“You… you can’t. It will break us apart.”
“The golden woman says you can handle it. Guess we will see in a few weeks.”
“W-weeks?”
“She did something to make my seed stronger – says to fuck you often and I’ll have an army.” He laughed subtly.
 
Chantal heard of reproductive magic. It was rare and forbidden throughout the land, as it could create far too many mouths to feed and too many children to teach. How ironic that Elouise gave her orc such abilities. If caught, he would take blame, if not then they would attack humans, bringing even more people to her side. She was always two steps ahead.
 
A sharp jab drew her mind back to the moment. She was growing impatient, desensitized as the orc pounded her in uneven motions. He grumbled at her boredom, grabbing her neck and raising her pregnant body into the air. He continued fucking her, holding her up at an uncomfortable angle. Her arms dangled as she complained. He was still going, gazing into her eyes as sweat rolled along his dark green skin.
 
Her unkempt black hair obscured her view. Chantal tried to get free, but the orc was way too powerful. Her big tits ricocheted off of her belly, surely irritating Gabriella as they struck her head through the magical barrier. Dakkor moved her legs higher, making her even more uncomfortable. With her feet shaking in the air, Chantal was squished against her belly, groaning as the beast went faster. She didn’t know how much more she could handle. It went on for a time and then he rammed in, pumping his seed through her opening and into Gabriella.
 
Chantal could feel her sister inflating inside her. It felt extremely strange and this time she barely struggled. He released her after he finished, letting her fall back into the bed. She ached, grimacing as she rubbed her strained thighs. Her pussy felt tingly and numb, allowing her relax while the orc went outside to relieve himself. She stood shakily, hobbling outside to follow his lead. She did her business, and after he went inside she decided to take a risk.
 
Her legs hurt, making her stagger as she entered the woods. Every movement was uncoordinated, making her progress slow and loud. Her sister added difficulty as well, shifting inside her every few seconds. She had to go slower, trying to stay quiet as she tried to zigzag through the woods. Gasping for breath, she rested upon a tree, turning back to gauge her progress.
 
She noticed some movement and realized Dakkor was hiding between the trees. He rushed forward, taking a fistful of her hair as she attempted to waddle away. He growled, tugging her head and turning her around. Her lumbering march to his hut was difficult, but the orc seemed rather pleased – watching her jiggling butt as she stepped through the foliage. She pushed through the door and found a chair, hearing the wood flex as she plopped down.
 
“Stay.” He gave her a look saying that there would be consequences if she tried again.
 
He went outside, leaving her to do as she pleased. A quick glance around the hut showed her that other than cooking and cleaning there was nothing to do. In fact, without magic she really didn’t have many skills. She slept on and off, awakened frequently by her passenger’s movements and sounds of the orc working outside. She glanced down, stunned by the sight. Am I bigger?

The spacious stone hall had many lavish decorations. She led the man through, explaining the stories behind some of the paintings that adorned the walls. Elouise told a tale of how she quelled an uprising in the council, removing three of the five members and subjugating the daughters of the instigator. The man listened intently, surely gathering the juicy details to spread around the town.
 
She led him into the main hall, continuing to explain how she planned to bring religion back into favor. How she had the High Cleric’s blessing to display the dissenters, showing what happens when you plot treason against the council. Servants brought one of the captured women into the room on a wide wooden trolley. Her oversized bosoms bounced and shifted before she came to a stop. She had no clothing, as nothing seemed large enough to cover her expansive mammaries.
 
“They are monumental! What is in those?” The visitor asked with amazement.
 
Mabel sat before them, barely able to move on her own now. Her large, rounded breasts were nearly full again, even after being milked less than an hour ago. She produced so much that she had to sleep on top of them, otherwise she might be crushed beneath their weight. She was always tired and hungry thanks to these mountains, spending her day eating, milking, and resting. Her suffering was worse thanks to the countless visitors Elouise brought through, showing her off like a prized cow. It was humiliating at first, but after so many, she didn’t really care anymore.
 
Elouise motioned to her servant. The woman bent down and wrapped a cold hand around one of Mabel’s enormous nipples. Thick milk squirted into the cup, filling it after a few firm tugs. “The tastiest milk in the land. Would you like some?” The servant offered the drink.
The newcomer sipped at the beverage, lighting up as the flavor registered. “Delightful!” He quickly gulped the remainder down before hoisting the mug in appreciation.
Elouise patted the huge, firm tit. “You must be parched from your journey! If you would like to have more…”
He thanked her repeatedly while grabbing Mabel’s nipple. Before continuing he glanced to his host, “Would it be rude to drink from the source? I am so very thirsty.”
 
She agreed. The man eagerly lifted the heavy boob, squatting down and latching onto her teat. They could hear the milk spilling down his throat. Elouise stepped closer as he drank, gently stroking Mabel’s long brown hair. Her tired, almond eyes looked up with fear, knowing that she was powerless to stop the man. He slurped the milk, allowing some to spill around his lips. As he drank she could feel excitement below. She hated to be aroused when people milked her. He jiggled her huge breast, enjoying the mass as he drank his fill.
 
He detached after a long while, wiping his mouth as he stood. “I imagine you suckle upon her frequently.”
“Never.” Elouise nudged the other breast with her shoe, smirking as milk trickled from the nipple. “She enjoys it too much. I must uphold the rules – this is her punishment.”
“Ah, well, I’m sorry for… distressing the woman.” The man sneered at the prisoner. “I was told you had another here?”
“Of course, right this way!”
 
The attendants hauled Mabel back to her chambers before they continued on. Elouise spent extra care to point out useless history points, knowing how he needed to be bored by the trivial details to build suspense for the next display. She brought him onto a balcony where Magdalene knelt in prayer. Sunlight warmed her fair skin. Her trim ass on display, as she too was naked. In her case it was purely for spectacle.
 
She glanced over her shoulder, showing mild fright as she lifted her heavy body. Dimples showed as she forced a smile, knowing the punishment she would get if she didn’t play her role. She didn’t look happy by any means, but that was the intent – to show how scared she was of Elouise. The tall weary-eyed woman put a hand on her bumpy belly, bowing her head ever-so-slightly as the two spoke.
 
“This is Magdalene. Her punishment was the most severe, as she was the orchestrator of this uprising. She is holding stones in there.” She shook her belly to illustrate her point, making the rocks quietly click together.
“Wh-why stones?”
“Because I wanted to make her useless. She will always have trouble doing any physical tasks. She will only have time to reflect on the mistakes that brought her to this point. She will never forget the suffering she inflicted upon herself and of her daughters.” Elouise smiled, raising the woman’s chin. “Isn’t that right?”
“Yes, councilor.”
“Do you think Dakkor is having fun with your daughters?”
“Y-yes, councilor.”
 
They shared a light laugh, watching as the expanded woman put her head down and stroked her tightly-packed belly. Elouise knew it was unnecessary to keep them alive once word spread, but she delighted in their mental anguish. She felt rather pleased with herself, hearing the rumor spread before the guest even told it. She stepped out of his mind, bidding him safe travels as she ventured to the study. Was her face red? Was she masturbating? Elouise grinned at the thought. I suppose I’ll have to put her in chastity from now on. I don’t want her thoughts to wander!

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.

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.

Claire Against Claire

Standard

The police department was relatively calm for the moment, as a good number of the rooms had been cleared. Still, the undead shuffled thoughtlessly beyond its walls. Moaning with unending determination, as they wanted nothing more than to get a taste of the supple young brunette girl causing the disturbance.

Bursting through the wooden door, Claire gained distance on the approaching trio of zombies. She took aim and fired off a few headshots as she stepped back. One zombie’s head burst apart, but the others pushed past, lunging for her. Claire evaded their grasp and ran behind them, blasting one’s leg off before her gun clicked. She retreated to the door she came through, but another zombie was already pushing inside. She fell to the floor as the pursuer tackled her. With no other weapons she couldn’t defend herself.

Two shots rang out in quick succession as the zombie’s head burst apart. Claire rolled the body off and sprang to her feet, evading the mindless enemies as she followed her savior down the hallway and into a room. She slammed the door shut, feeling confident it was safe for the time being. An older, more confident version of herself held a pistol at her side.

“Always quick to jump into a situation. I remember those days.”
“What is going on, who are you?”
“I’m you, but from another time.” She took a moment before explaining. “Look, I don’t understand it, but I remember all of this. I’ve been here and I don’t have the faintest idea of why I’m back.” She walked closer, holding her younger self’s face gently. “You’re pretty.” She scoffed. “I certainly didn’t think that back then. I was just so enamored with Leon. I mean, there is that whole thing about intense love for someone during traumatic experiences. Ever heard of that?”

“Look… thanks for helping me, but I need to find Chris.”
“He’s fine, you’ll make it out and everything will be okay.” Her thirty-something self paused to contemplate. “I think.” Her blue eyes looked to the ground as her taller features scrunched with concern. She raised her gun, aiming at the girl as she stepped back.
Younger Claire raised her hands, showing concern. “What are you doing? Y-you can’t kill me!”
“Why not? I don’t buy in to time travel, so you must be some kind of bioweapon that replicates people.”
“Maybe you’re the weapon!” She spoke uncertainly. “You… you saved me from zombies! I’m not a fucking monster!” Panic crept into her voice.
“Maybe it’s a trick.” There was a moment of thought before she waved the gun, “Get over there and take off your pants.”
“You can’t be serious.”
“I’m not saying it again.”

The younger Claire huffed as she shook her head. With seething anger, she kicked off her boots and stripped away her jeans, revealing her long, smooth legs. “Underwear too.” With a defiant glare, she dropped her pink cotton panties to her ankles and stepped aside. She covered herself as she thought of escape.

“Nothing I haven’t seen before.” The older Claire nudged her hand away, exposing her hairless pussy. She opened a large storage chest that sat in the corner of the room, searching through the items. Her younger self decided to take the chance, spinning around and charging through the door. The zombies were down the hall, but one was coming in through the window. She ran past and made her way upstairs. She could hear gunshots behind her as the other Claire dealt with the monsters. She avoided another undead as she darted into a locker room. Handgun ammo was sitting atop a locker and she hurried to reload. She finished only to see the older Claire in the doorway holding her at gunpoint.

“Set the gun down and step back.” Her cool, confident eyes watched for any unexpected movement. “I don’t want to waste the ammo. I could have done it already if I wanted.”

She did as instructed, placing the revolver on the bench. The other Claire handed her a valve, directing her to stop the jet of steam from a broken pipe as she retrieved her gun. The young, bottomless girl cranked the valve, making her butt flex for her clone. With a slight laugh, her captor brought her into the shower room. With instruction, Claire took a shower head down and unscrewed the end, allowing cool water to spray against the cracked tile.

“Put that up your butt.”
“What?” She shook her head with disbelief. “Why?”
“I don’t want to kill you, but I can’t have you coming after me either. Do it or I’ll shoot you in the leg and leave you like that.”
She glared as she turned around and plugged the running shower hose into her asshole. “This is ridiculous, why can’t we just work together to get out of this and go our separate ways?”
The middle-aged woman shrugged. “You and I both know that something isn’t right. I can’t outright kill you until I’m certain you are a product of Umbrella. So, this is the best for both of us. Just hide until someone else comes along.”

The inexperienced Claire jerked forward as the water sprayed into her, making her cramp suddenly. She arose with a grimace and fire in her eyes. She hated the feeling, but she knew she was safe for now, at least from her copy. She put her hands against her stomach as the woman watched, feeling air and water churning in her guts. She lifted her shirt to see a swelling belly forming, no longer caring that her privates were exposed.

They both turned as footsteps approached from the stairwell. Someone moved with purpose and the senior Claire put a finger to her lips as she tucked into the corner of the shower stall. Unable to find a good spot while tethered to the hose, young Claire pressed against the opposite wall, hoping she would get lucky and remain unseen. A beam of light came though the doorway.

“Leon?” In a panic, she grabbed a dirty towel and held it around her waist.
He turned the corner and blinded her momentarily. “Claire? What happened?”
She immediately regretted calling his name. “Uh, I got grabbed by one of those things… I had to get away, but I’m fine. How are, uh, how are you holding up?” She fumbled for the right words.
“I’m… okay. Ever find your brother?”
She smiled nervously. “Not yet, but I’ve… uh, hit a few snags.” The water rushing into her belly made her pause. “You should figure a way out of here. I’ll catch up soon.” She clenched her teeth as she fought to maintain composure. “I think I saw some pants hanging in the last room.”
“Want me to grab them?”
“No, no, I’ll be fine. I’ll catch up with you soon, okay?”
He nodded slowly. “Take care of yourself, Claire. See you soon.”

She grinned as he left and once the door closed the other Claire stepped from behind the tattered shower curtain. “You two are adorable. I had such a crush on him. Maybe I can finally get him now.”
“You leave him alone!” She stripped the towel away, amazed by her prominent belly. It had grown extensively while they talked and the full discomfort came at once. She put a hand on the wall as she groaned, begging to stop the torture.

“You’re almost there. I know you can take more!” She pressed a finger into her smooth, tight stomach. This caused the young woman to moan in distress and sag lower. “You’ll get tougher once you get through this.”
“I can’t believe you’re forcing me to do this while monsters are all around us! You’re a god damned lunatic!” She grumbled. “I just want to find Chris and get out of here!”

Her captor took a deep breath. “Chris isn’t here.” She holstered her pistol and took out a large, lion engraved medal. She got behind her and yanked the hose free. Water blasted for a moment before she felt the cold, damp metal pressing between her cheeks. To her shock the woman was unrelenting as she pressed the object in, forcing her against the wall. She eased back and used her fingers before trying again. Squirming as she climbed the wall, Claire was unable to evade the pressure and with a yelp the pendant popped into her asshole.

“Ow, ow, mother… fuck!” Claire hopped around the room, grabbing her toned ass. Her older self looked away regretfully as she rinsed off her hand. Claire tried to push it back out, but it was securely wedged in place, which also trapped the water inside. She had a very pronounced belly that bounced as she trotted into the next room, grunting as she grew accustomed to the ache. She grabbed her stomach and tried again to push, but it only caused a sharp pain in her rump, making her moan in agony.

She unzipped her jacket and sat it on the shelf as she tried to sit. She launched right back up, as the item shifted and caused even more pain when she put pressure on it. The other woman came forward carefully, leaving her guns at a distance. She put her hand between Claire’s legs, running a finger along her slit. She also planted a soft kiss upon her lips, looking into her eyes before fully submitting to the feeling.

The pain was intense, but it did lessen as she felt a growing excitement throughout her body. Her nipples showed through her bra and tank-top and goosebumps formed upon her neck. She hated to be aroused in this situation, but it couldn’t be hidden. The dusky eyed woman removed her jacket before kissing her neck and running her hands along her hips to grab her ass. It caused her to grunt as it nudged the object wedged in her butt.

The woman yanked her ponytail, making Claire sneer with pain. She turned her head aside, proceeding to grab one of her breasts, groping her as she sucked on her throat. The thirty something woman unfastened her jeans and shoved Claire’s delicate hand down her underwear. It was extremely wet, allowing her fingers to enter effortlessly. The woman in charge reached back and nudged the blockage in her ass, making her squirm and finger her harder.

Both girls moaned, but the older woman was clearly getting the enjoyment. The inexperienced girl was managing her discomfort as she worked the clit, making the other woman believe she was being submissive. She knew how to finger her perfectly, watching as the mature Claire squirmed with elation. She moved her hips and cooed with passion. The crescendo built until she clenched her eyes and tensed her grasp, letting a wave of pleasure shake her entire body.

Seeing an opportunity as she stepped back to recover, the filled girl pushed her, snatching the gun from her holster. Aiming at her abdomen, she directed her to strip down. With resentment, the older Claire removed her shirt and her pants, revealing a trim body that showed she took care of herself. Her frilly black underwear showed a playful side to the otherwise austere woman.

“You’re faster than I expected. I guess that doesn’t slow you down as much as I hoped.”
“We don’t have to do this.” Her stomach gurgled, causing her to shift uncomfortably. “We could be working together to get out of here.”
“Do what you’re going to do. I’m not going to trust you.” The disadvantaged woman reached out and knocked the gun aside, grabbing it quickly and turning it to point at her copy. “I’m still more experienced.”
The young girl shook her head as she huffed with despair. “Why are you doing this to me?” Her sad eyes wavered as she spoke. “What sort of twisted shit will I get into if this is the method you use on me?”
“It’s nothing new. We never liked enemas one bit.” An explosion could be heard from elsewhere in the police station.

Holding her belly, the younger, naked girl ran through the next room and into a hallway. She was stopped dead in her tracks as a giant tongue shot out from above and wrapped around her wrist. The slimy organ pulled tightly, yanking her onto the floor. A hideous creature leapt from the ceiling, landing near her feet. It looked like a man that was turned inside out, but lacking eyes and with pointed teeth. It turned to hiss as the other Claire watched from a distance. It released its hold as it skulked toward her, but it turned back after a time, unable to find the cause of the perceived noise.

It sniffed her legs as it crept closer to the young girl lying on the ground. It was a tense silence as the monster ran its head along her leg, up her inner thigh, and into her private region. It slipped its tongue into her mound, working the extending organ into her pussy. Thinking quickly, she found a broken piece of wood, carefully lifting it and tossing it next to her copy. The licker yanked its tongue free and jumped to the wall and then to the noise.

In a panic, the older Claire shot it recklessly. The creature was unfazed, as it landed atop her and slammed a hand into her chest. Breathless, she laid there as the creature moved between her legs and pressed its tongue against her panties. It forced the fabric in, moving her underwear lower on her legs as the pressure built. It held her legs open with massive claws as she caught her breath. It pressed harder, making her drop the extra ammo as she tried to reload.

The fabric gave way, allowing the tongue to push deeper. Her underwear tore completely through as the monster’s tongue sloshed violently in her pussy. She gasped and moaned as it lifted her hips into the air. Her short reddish brown hair clung to her forehead as water splashed in through the broken window. She screamed quietly as the beast explored her depths. It moved its head in a circular motion and then it pushed forward, sliding its hind feet along the floor. The claws dug into the wood as it propelled itself forward.

Her volume increased tenfold as her vagina opened wider. The monster’s head compressed as her lips stretched to the limit. The head disappeared into her opening as the monster slid her along the wet floor. Its shoulders turned as her legs tried to close, but it was firmly buried neck deep in her. The creature writhed and jumped, making the poor woman rise and fall painfully as it moved. Her belly bulged as its head shifted around inside.

There was a sickening crack as the creature’s shoulders folded. A wet, slurping sound came as it slipped inside the hurting woman. It released her legs as it slipped deeper and deeper inside her, making her stomach swell upward and outward. She kicked her legs as she pulled herself along the wall, trying to evade the pain. The creature didn’t relent, and it was half inside her when she flipped over. It took advantage as she put her toned ass in the air, planting its feet as it shoved its hips through the breach.

Stumbling from the shock, the heavy woman tried to find balance. The monster whipped its legs wildly, causing her to fall backwards upon it. She sat, allowing all her weight to force the exposed legs up and inside her. She squealed as her stomach stretched to inhuman proportions. It moved as the monster shifted in her midsection, causing her a great deal of pain. The woman’s calm demeanor was gone, replaced by utter fear for her situation as she leaned against the wall. Her stomach rested upon her legs, stretching to her knees as it spilled over her legs.

“How is this… possible?”
The younger girl stood, retrieving the gun. “I’ll go get Leon.”
“You… can’t just leave me here. What if another one of those things comes along?” She showed teeth as she endured a wave of pain.
Claire offered her the gun. “You’ll need this more than me.” She walked down the hall slowly, in discomfort from the forced enema she had been given.

The immobile woman pointed the gun as Claire turned to regard her. She sighed as she let her arm fall. “Please don’t leave me here.” She tugged at her bra, pulling hard before it snapped apart, allowing her chest to spill forth. Her decently sized breasts sat prominently atop her swollen stomach as she breathed quickly. Her ass was flattened against the floor boards, squished by the immense weight. She was amazing to look at, her entire body dwarfed by her enormous belly. Her full lips quivered as her eyes showed remorse.

The young girl turned away heading to the next unexplored room. With no weapon, she moved carefully and silently. It was hard to sneak with a full belly, a sore ass, and weak legs, but her lack of shoes helped. She unlocked a door and found a puzzle. She figured it out to retrieve another pendant, similar to the one shoved up her ass. She forged ahead, slowly entering the next room, the library.

The elegant, well-lit room was a welcome change from the cramped, shadowy halls. The chandelier squeaked as it swayed slightly, making her nervous to proceed. A zombie ripped at flesh beyond the shelves, making sickening noises as it feasted upon the unlucky individual. She crept ahead, peering at an unaware monster, which stood motionless. It stared at the bookshelf, waiting for a fresh victim to pass through.

She steadied herself using a desk. Gently, she planted her heel before rolling her toes down. She was as quiet as a mouse in spite of her shifting belly. Sweat rolled down her fair skin and her pink nipples stood prominently. She was to the opposite door when her stomach growled nosily, causing one of the zombies to turn with a growl. Startled, she clenched, causing a sharp pain in her ass. One on the ground started crawling toward her as she tried the door, finding it locked.

Claire gasped as she got distance from the slow pursuer, holding her swollen midsection. Lumbering past the creature she bolted for the other section. A zombie tackled her, landing squarely on her belly as it snapped at her throat. She shifted her fleshy mass to the side, rolling atop the monster before it could connect. She used every ounce of willpower to launch herself upright as the others shuffled closer. She turned and bounded for a ladder, running awkwardly as her breasts beat against her massive stomach. She started up the ladder as a female zombie grabbed her from behind. The undead woman tugged at her hips, pulling her legs free and making her hold on for dear life. Her belly pressed between the rungs, squeezing through under her weight. Claire kicked at her, pulling herself higher as the other joined the tug of war.

She ached as her filled belly rolled along the metal bars. Wrapping her arms through steps, she managed to hold on, but the monsters were stopping her escape. She felt the woman’s powerful fingers clench her ass as she tried frantically to pull her down. Luckily they caused no damage and as her hand slipped free Claire made headway. She grunted as she lifted herself and after a short struggle she finally pulled her legs out of their grasp.

She climbed up to the catwalk, sliding her sweat-drenched, burdened body to safety. The zombies moaned angrily as they failed to reach her and for now she took a time to recover, lying on the warm wooden walkway. Feeling sore all over and still unable to expel the contents in her ass, she hoped that Leon was making better progress.

Meanwhile, her older self was stirring from her nap, feeling her massive belly writhe as the beast within shifted. It pressed up hard, causing a large bulge to form and vanish repeatedly. She realized it wanted her to stand. Pressing against the wall and using her hands to walk her heavy frame upward she made small progress. Claire moaned as she felt something slipping lower in her vagina. Her lips parted and she felt the damp tongue extend to the floor. It assisted her, and finally she was standing somewhat, keeping balance using the wall.

The beast edged her forward, pressing her belly outward in the direction it wanted to go. She stomped ahead, moving slowly to avoid any instability. She detested the impatient beast, but felt oddly calm having it inside her. She could almost sense it, knowing what it was looking for. She knew that she had to stop the other Claire.

She drug her stomach along the floor as her strength faded. She came into the library to see a collection of zombies gathered around a ladder on the far section of the room. She knew the other girl went up there, but in this state that would be impossible. She was amazed as the zombies ignored her, continuing to grab for their unreachable prey. She trudged ahead, making a lot of noise as she bumped against tables, making her way to the far door. She used the key and stepped into the main hallway, leaning against the railing.

Feeling tipsy, she leaned too far and put her weight on the rail, causing the expensive wood to snap. She rolled over her monumental belly and fell headfirst to the floor below. Before she hit, the tongue came out again, wrapping around a few rails to stop her fall. She hung there for a moment, upside down, supported by a tongue from between her legs. Her distended belly hung down, resting against her face.

The creature let go, allowing her to land hard on her side. Her curvy frame flattened against the marble tile, with her abdomen sprawling as she lay in pain. A door flew open on the upper balcony and heavy footsteps approached. She knew what was coming even before she saw it. The gargantuan humanoid figure stomped down the stairs coming directly for her. The Tyrant twisted his neck as he observed her flowing form.

Claire raised her pistol for a moment, but then tossed it aside. “It wouldn’t do anything anyway.” The towering man walked closer and balled his fist. He stopped to look down into her fearful eyes and nod. He punched her stomach, causing something to pop inside. She howled in pain as she recoiled from the assault. He only watched as she flailed. 

She couldn’t feel the connection to the licker that had controlled her mind, and she knew it was dead now. But, for some reason, she knew that its death would make her stronger. She moaned as her belly roiled and she felt a sudden excitement. Reaching below, she strained to touch herself around her expanded belly. The Tyrant nudged her hand aside and poked his sizable index finger into her pussy. She breathed heavily as she closed her legs, overwhelmed by the sensations gripping her body.

The hulking man forced her legs open, working his finger in and out at a modest pace. She attempted to roll and with his help she succeeded, presenting her ass to him. He worked another finger in her wet entrance, plunging at a faster speed as she gasped with delight. She was sloppily wet now and his thick fingers slipped in and out quickly. Claire cooed as her orgasm crept over her and soon she trembled with pleasure. The man slowed to a stop as she jerked from aftershocks.

He stood, flicking the moisture from his hand as he proceeded into a nearby room, searching for other survivors. She knew now that she wasn’t the real Claire, as her unusual luck was probably from some sort of connection to these things. She ached and pain ran through her body, but it was oddly arousing, even after she came. She fell back onto her side, enjoying the feeling as her stomach trembled violently. She glanced down to see her nipples were darker and her hair was growing more reddish. Her body was changing.

Lingering Spirits

Standard

“What do you think?”
“I think it will work. The cost is right.”
“But people died here.”
“People have died everywhere, Shannon. This is the best rental house we are going to find for this price. We need to take that guy’s offer before someone else grabs this place.”

Shannon turned to look again at the tan, two story home. It looked average from the outside, and inside it was well maintained. Most of the fixtures were less than ten years old and it was an extremely good deal for $500 a month with utilities included. ”Maybe I am being a coward. Having some relaxing space for us would be really nice. Fine, let’s do it.”
The curvy girl smiled as she nodded slowly. “All right.” They went back inside to finish the paperwork and within the day they were moving in to the new place.

The first few days were uneventful, as Shannon and Ning both unpacked in between classes. Shannon took the first floor bedroom and Ning took the upstairs. They did little else for the first week, but they made time to enjoy their Friday movie night. Ning chose the original version of the Grudge, claiming it was far superior to the American remake.

They got into pajamas and cooked some popcorn, turning the lights off to add ambiance. The tension built and the squealed very vocally as the story progressed. Finally, Shannon had to pause for a bathroom break. Ning got out her phone as she waited, mocking her friend for her weak nerves.

Shannon ignored her roommate as she stepped through the doorway and flipped on the bathroom light. She was unsettled by the movie thus far and she couldn’t help but peer behind the shower curtain to calm her mind. She realized how childish she was being and decided to look on her phone while she did her business. She felt a chill, but realized it was from the partially open window. Once finished, she washed her hands, inspecting herself in the mirror.

A red streak ran through her jet black hair. Subtle makeup drew focus to her deep, enticing eyes and luscious pink lips. She usually had an upbeat attitude, but her unshakable nervousness made her question every shadow. Her thoughts derailed as she noticed no hand-towel. She went to the hallway and had to stand on her tip-toes to reach the upper shelf. She wordlessly cursed her friend as she fumbled, reaching to the back to snag a towel.

She turned, gasping at the sight of a young, preadolescent girl dressed in a light blue dress. The girl’s ratty dark hair partially covered her vacant expression. The girl lifted her head only slightly before vanishing completely. Shannon let out a blood curdling scream as she bolted into the living room.

Ning sprang up with a shocked expression. “What happened?!”
“S-s-saw a girl.” She stammered as she trembled.
Ning embraced her roommate, stroking her back to calm her. “Are you sure it was a girl?”
“Yes! She was there for a second and then she… then she wasn’t.” She pulled back with panicked eyes. “It felt so real, but it…”
“It was just from the show, I promise.”

Ning comforted her friend, stopping their movie night as they sat in the living room with multiple lights on. They got ready for bed together, both sleeping in Shannon’s bed for the night. Nothing happened for a few days and they suspected it was just her mind toying with her. They focused on school until the following Friday night, when they decided to continue the movie where they had left off.

Ning left the light on for her friend, making sure to keep an eye on her as the scares came and went. They paused for a bathroom break, making sure to turn on the hall lights as they took turns using the bathroom. Shannon came back without incident and Ning went next. She was a reasonable woman, but she couldn’t shake the feeling of being watched.

Stepping into the hall, the light dimmed for an instant as a shadow shifted in the kitchen. She assumed Shannon was getting a drink and decided to grab one herself. She was puzzled to find an empty room. She shrugged as she got two glasses of water and made her way back. As she flipped off the lights she noticed a silhouette standing in the other entranceway, illuminated from the hallway light. She gasped as she flipped the switch again. Nothing was there. Nervously, she flipped the switch off once again, seeing the same outline standing a short distance away.

She turned the lights on, spilling one of the cups upon the wall. She yelped as she ran to the living room, finding her friend on her phone. They both turned to watch, but nothing was following. Ning turned the lights on and off to prove her claim, but they saw no one else present. Ning was clearly troubled, clinging to her friend as they talked about moving out once again.

“We can’t afford to move now, can we?”
“Not really, but I can’t stay here anymore…. I can try to borrow some cash from my parents.” The robust Asian girl clenched her friend’s sleeve, scanning the room as she spoke. Her eyes welled with tears. “What is going on here?”
“It only happened while watching this movie, maybe it’s just us.”

They discussed it for a long while, keeping vigil for any odd happenings in the darker regions of the room. They decided there must be some sort of gas leak that was causing hallucinations. They stayed at Ning’s parent’s place and called the landlord to investigate the next day.

The man was kind of short with them as he led them through the house. He was miffed that they left the lights upstairs on, but he was patient when explaining how the carbon monoxide detector was fully functional. As he stepped outside to leave, Ning asked if they could get their next month’s rent refunded.

“You know, I don’t believe in the spirits, but others mentioned something like what you saw.” The 40 something man said as he looked them over.
Shannon and Ning both watched him intently. “What do you mean?”
“The last three girls who stayed here were scared to death for the first month, but then they changed their minds suddenly. They said the ‘ghosts’ were harmless.” He drew out the term mockingly. “They moved out without a scratch. I can’t give you money for next month back and you signed a deal for 90 days at least. I’m sorry, but it’s the rules.”

With some frustration the girls stayed, with nothing special happening for a few more days. They made sure not to be home at night alone, but the next occurrence came in the late afternoon on a cloudy day. Ning was still in town and Shannon was working on a paper. She searched the internet for sources, sipping on smoothie as she listened to music.

She clicked on a site with a dark color scheme and noticed an odd reflection. She leaned closer with uncertainty, finally realizing it was a person. She shrieked as she launched her headphones and jumped from her chair. The middle-aged woman wore a long dark blue dress. Her pale arm reached out as she let out a low, chilling moan. A shiver ran along Shannon’s spine as she stood, transfixed with fear. The woman’s sunken eyes gazed upon her as she moved closer.

“Too small.” The specter growled, her cold hand touching Shannon’s chest.

Shannon stumbled back against the wall, unable to evade the ghost’s touch. She felt the chilling fingers through her thick shirt, sliding along her breasts. The woman pulled back, allowing Shannon to spring upright and run for the door. She felt bulky; moving clumsily, she staggered into the door frame. She felt the cold hands run along her rump, squeezing her ass before the ghost vanished completely.

The sun was setting as Ning came through the door, setting some retail bags upon the floor. She stepped into the well-lit living room to find Shannon sitting on the couch with her arms around her knees.

Sniffling, she looked up despairingly. “We should have left.”
“What happened?” Ning sat down beside her.
Shannon sighed as she got up. Her sweatshirt was pulled tight upon her chest and the baggy pajama pants couldn’t hide her comfy backside. It was notable before, but now her wide hips and thick ass made her short frame very shapely.

She huffed as she unzipped her top, pausing for a moment, unintentionally showcasing her cleavage. She continued and pulled faster. Her enormous breasts burst forth, as she wasn’t wearing a shirt beneath. Ning had seen them a few times before, and now they were easily two or three times as large. They bounced as they settled, and Shannon reached up to cup them.

“My bras don’t fit anymore! This is ridiculous! The ghost touched me and turned me into a freak!”
“It doesn’t look that bad.”
“None of my normal clothes fit and I’m huge! What will people say? How can this happen?”
Ning reached out, hugging her closely, ignoring the awkwardly large breasts between them. “We’ll deal with this together. Maybe they’re just temporary.”
“God I hope so. I can’t go to school like this. I can’t even go to a doctor.” She pulled away, looking down upon her chest. “I can’t even tell my parents!”
“You can tell them-“
“What will I say? A ghost touched me and made my boobs and butt bigger? Come on!” Shannon crossed her arms with difficulty. “I need to fix this.”
“We need to leave this house.”
“I can’t leave like this!” She thought as she paced. “Now we know that they won’t hurt us, maybe we can have them fix this.”
“How in the world could we do that?”
“I don’t know, a séance or something?”
It was dark outside as Shannon stomped to the edge of the room and flicked the lights. “Fix me! Please help me go back to normal!”

Ning gasped as she noticed a figure backlit by the entryway light. Shannon yelped, switching the lights on once again. An uneasy silence fell over the room before all the lights dimmed and went out again. The switch did nothing as she frantically clicked it. Suddenly one light came on, showing the ghostly figure standing next to Ning. The woman in blue wrapped her sallow arms around the darker skinned girl, gently raking her fingers along her body in all directions.

The lights went out for a moment before returning to normal. Ning was horrified, unsure of what was to come. She put a hand on her belly and another on her chest as she looked to her friend. Shannon approached, but Ning put out a hand to stop her. She grunted as she buckled down. She clenched her teeth, exposing her braces as she gasped. Her leggings pulled tight as her hips slowly spread and her t-shirt hugged her burgeoning bust line.

Her belly grew, puffing out in front of her, causing her shirt to lift. Shannon rifled through her pocket, finding her house key. She poked a hole in Ning’s tight shirt, using her hands to rip it open the rest of the way. She tried to pierce the leggings, but they were too thick. She reached behind, fumbling for Ning’s bra clasps, but again she failed. Ning lumbered ahead, pushing her roommate aside as she sat upon the couch. With her arms at her sides, she accepted her fate, scrunching her face as the discomfort continued.

Her bra pulled tight, with skin pushing above the cups. Her leggings stretched, growing thinner as her body swelled. The chubby girl was quickly growing fatter before their eyes. She whimpered as she tugged on her bra. It dug into her tanned skin before it gave way, launching to the cushion beside her. Her chest was far grander than Shannon’s, having been hidden by her undergarment. Each breast could was at least two handfuls, pleasantly rounded as they rested upon her spherical belly.

The leggings started to fray, ripping at multiple points. The fabric opened larger sections, letting her radiant skin peek through. Her remaining clothes were tatters within a minute, leaving only the top band and her underwear in place. Her stomach bulged, making her look pregnant as it stretched the last bits of clothing around her waistline. She grunted as the band pulled tighter, looking to her friend with pained eyes. She let out a hurt sigh as her hips widened, causing her pink panties to be enveloped by her shaven mound.

The panties pulled tight, grinding into her pussy as she tried to tear them away. Ning was frantic, yanking with what little strength she had in this situation. Her face tightened as she twisted them at the top, pulling with both hands. A line of cotton disappeared into her privates, as her body continued to fill out. She gave up, leaning back as she huffed, attempting to endure the discomfort. The fabric was buried in her pliable skin and a ripping sound came. The panties snapped and then again after a miniscule delay. She was nearly in tears as she stabilized her breathing, finally free of the restriction.

With the growth stopped and the ghost gone, Ning held out her hands, inspecting her thick arms before hoisting herself up from the couch. She looked down and behind, speechless at her swollen body. She retained her hourglass figure and smooth skin, but she was easily double the size. Her movements were uncoordinated and awkward, bumping into a table and the edge of the wall as she stepped into the bathroom. Shannon followed, awaiting her friend’s thoughts on what had transpired.

“How are we supposed to live like this? What the hell was that?” Ning touched her expanded body.
“A ghost touched us and we got fat.” Shannon looked into the mirror from behind her friend, lifting her full breasts. “No one will ever believe us.”
“I barely believe it!” She raised her mammaries, letting them pour from her arms. “How did I get so huge so fast?” She looked back at her friend. “How come I got so big and you didn’t?”
“I don’t know! I didn’t stop to ask!” Shannon gave her an irritated glare. “We need to figure this out. What if it makes us bigger?”
Ning sighed, trying to think rationally. “It doesn’t seem to like the light and we don’t see it for weeks at a time, so maybe we’ll be okay for the night and tomorrow we can start moving out.”
“Don’t you see us? What are we going to tell people? We can’t avoid people until we get back into shape!”
“We can play hooky tomorrow and try to think this out.”

They agreed and stayed together as they got their pajamas and got ready for bed. Shannon was nervous to sleep, but Ning made the point – they couldn’t do a thing to stop the apparition except run. The damage was done, so why be afraid for the night? Ning was insistent on showering and Shannon didn’t want to be alone, so she stayed in the bathroom, unable to relax as she brushed her teeth.

She stripped down, inspecting her broadened ass and wider hips. She looked better, she thought, but it was too noticeable. Her bigger chest was also going to draw attention in school. A small girl with suddenly sizable assets would surely be the talk of the campus. Her belly had remained smooth and trim, however, and her extremities hadn’t puffed out like Ning’s had.

“I can’t even wash my back now!” Ning lamented from the shower. “A damned ghost made me into a cow! This can’t be real!” She sniffled.
Shannon built her confidence as she pulled the curtain open from the back. “Can I help?”

Ning cast her eyes down, saying nothing as she nodded. Shannon stepped into the shower, taking the soap and rubbing it along her friend’s curvy back and sides. She wasn’t shy as she moved down and lathered between her legs, turning her to get the front as well. They had joked about being lovers before, but Shannon had a boyfriend at the time. She worked her soapy hands along the sun-kissed breasts, one at a time, proceeding to rub her filled belly and then trail lower, washing her friend’s privates as she watched.

Ning was stunned, allowing her to do as she pleased. She enjoyed it for a time before stopping the exploration, guiding Shannon up as the water and soap rolled along their bodies. “We have to figure this out. In movies the people always solve the mystery as to why the ghost is there. Maybe we have to figure something out to get back to normal.”
“Maybe. Just try to forget about it for tonight.”
Ning grinned for an instant before the seriousness returned. “Just talk to the landlord tomorrow and see if he knows anything about it. Don’t mention the ghosts, but just ask him about this place.”
“Why me?” Shannon pulled back and lathered herself up, working her heavy breasts with care.
“Because you can hide those things.”
“What if we’re stuck like this?”
“Then we’ll have to bust out a treadmill!” Ning smiled nervously, turning to rinse off. “We’ll figure this out.”

Shannon stepped through the door timidly, glad to see a nearly empty department store. She found the larger bras and selected a 36D size, bringing them to the changing room. No one was there to check her as she stepped into the changing room. She gawked at her sculpted behind, hugged closely by the normally loose fitting jeans. They drew attention from the snug sweatshirt. Her bust was controlled for now, but it was only due to Ning’s ingenuity.

Undoing the makeshift binding they made for her chest, she tried on the garment. It was too small, but she figured the next size larger would work. Preparing to head out, she carefully aligned the thin shirt she used to keep herself in check. The arms wound around her chest tightly, the knotted sleeves resting between her mountainous breasts. Coming out, a slim teenaged girl came over to help. The employee stopped her, asking if she found what she was looking for.

“Uh, it was the wrong size.”
The girl took the garment, checking the size. Her eyes widened and a frown of astonishment crossed her face. “Well, you picked something pretty large to start with. Maybe I can get you something better.” Before she could contest the woman was already leading her to the bras, finding a 36C. “Maybe try this one?”
She took the bra, knowing it was what she had originally worn before the change. “Thanks, but I’ll keep looking too.”
“Oh sure, I’ll just be over there.” The woman pointed across the display area, smiling as she walked away.

Shannon found a 36DD bra, hoping that two cup sizes larger than her pre-growth would be enough. She also found some cheaper plus size clothes for her roommate, avoiding the bras for now. She knew she needed to measure her friend before that purchase.

She turned, tripping on a clothing stand, bumping into another. The ordeal drew the woman’s attention and she felt the shirt coming undone beneath her sweatshirt. She quickly put her arms together, squishing her breasts to keep the binding in place. She lost hold of a bulky shirt, allowing it to fall to the floor.
The woman cheerfully took it. “Want me to bring these to the counter?” She glanced down to Shannon’s chest, saying nothing about her odd stance.

The woman left her, but Shannon knew she couldn’t fix the shirt that had been tied around her chest. It stayed in her top as she approached the counter. Her chest was pushing hard against the sweatshirt as she found her wallet. The woman scanning the items paused as she looked at the bra.

“Did you get the wrong-“ She stopped as she looked up, suddenly aware of Shannon’s larger bust size. “Sorry.”
“It’s fine, mine broke and I had to make it work.”
“How did you hide them so well? I barely noticed!”
“I just wrapped them up.”
“Like a present!” The girl blushed, embarrassed by her blurted comment. She took the money, limiting the conversation from that point on.

The overcast day offered limited light through the open windows. Ning flipped through channels as she waited naked upon the couch. Without any fitting clothes, she was forced to await Shannon’s return. She turned on all of the lights, preparing for darkness to fall. Heading back to her seat, she heard the door open and close. She called for Shannon, but no response came. She peeked around the corner, but the entryway was vacant. Unnerved, she felt a chill upon her skin. She turned to see a young girl watching her with distant eyes.

“When is mommy coming home?” The girl vanished.

Ning trembled with fear as the lights dimmed and flickered. From the kitchen, she saw the outline of the older woman sliding toward her. The specter paused as the lights went out completely, waiting a few feet ahead. The shape rushed forward passing through Ning as she stumbled back, screaming with terror. She dropped to the floor as the lights returned to normal. The ghosts were gone and her body felt cold throughout.

She was on her hands and knees as her body expanded in all directions. Her plump frame bulged, hanging as gravity pulled her mass lower. Her stomach ballooned wider as it hung lower and her skin stretched tight. Her boobs hung, the weighted spheres swaying like pendulums as she leaned forward. Her meaty rump grew thicker, as reached back to touch it. The soft, squishy skin molded beneath her grasp and it grew still. She grumbled as she put her hand back onto the ground, unable to stop her expansion.

Her arms and legs were double their normal size and she toppled onto her back, sprawling out upon the floor. Her breasts flattened against her chest, making it hard to breathe under the immense weight. Her stomach pressed her into the carpeted floor, as her ass flattened beneath her. Her whole body was almost three times as large and she was completely helpless. Lying nude as she looked up to the ceiling, she still felt an odd cold inside her.

The door opened and Shannon appeared, gasping as she dropped her bags and rushed ahead. Ning was so tired, breathing laboriously as she watched her friend’s concern. Then, in an instant, she felt energy flow through her body. Ning sprang up, her fat trembling from the abrupt movement. She grabbed Shannon’s leg firmly, directing her closer. Her roommate followed sheepishly as Ning directed her into place, tugging on her hand, she settled atop her expansive frame. Shannon’s breasts nestled below Ning’s rotund belly.

Ning ripped open Shannon’s sweatpants, revealing her manicured privates and guiding her into position. Shannon moaned, unable or unwilling to pull away from the unexpected pleasure. Ning licked her friend’s trimmed pussy, poking deeper into the opening. She enjoyed the taste, working her tongue from side to side before moving higher to tickle her button. She reached up to clutch the perfectly sized ass as she worked her tongue.

Shannon gasped, edging away as the sensation overwhelmed her. She was stunned that Ning was able to hold her in place. After failing to escape, she decided to embrace the feeling. Shannon moaned loudly, reaching down to finger Ning in kind. She never expected her to be so forward, but Ning certainly knew how to pleasure a woman. Shannon kept her finger in as she kissed her lover’s privates. They continued the motion for a short while before an orgasm crept upon them. Shannon opened her legs wider and pressed down, feeling the wetness building.

She couldn’t resist. Shannon tensed as pleasure overtook her, making her pull up as she worked her hips into Ning’s kiss. She pressed her finger in, attempting to pleasure her lover as she endured the body-controlling orgasm. She felt light-headed for a moment as Ning pushed her aside and crawled behind her. Ning spun her around and took hold of her legs, opening them and raising them high as they sat together.

The ghostly young girl stood before them once again, making the lights flicker wildly. She raised her head as she jerkily walked closer. Shannon was short of breath, unable to scream as the girl’s cold hands touched her inner thighs. With a piercing glare, the girl knelt between her legs.

“I love you mommy.” The girl put her head down, pushing it against Shannon’s vagina. She squirmed as she opened unimaginably wide, allowing the young girl to slip inside. Her shoulders caused an immense pressure before they somehow fit into her gaping opening. Shannon begged Ning to stop, but she held her without emotion, watching as the little girl went in to the hips. The suction helped the process, pulling the girl deeper and deeper. Her bare legs stayed mostly straight as they slipped into Shannon’s opening. She sat in a stunned silence as the girl completely vanished inside of her.

Ning let go of her legs, clumsily getting to her feet. She walked to the phone to call someone before proceeding to the front door, her swollen body mostly obscured in the shadows. Shannon was confused by the whole ordeal, realizing her belly hadn’t grown at all. She got up, realizing there was a sudden warmth in her new bra. She rubbed the front, noticing a spot upon her nipples. The wetness grew and she quickly removed her top, feeling her bra pulling tighter. She rushed to unclasp the undergarment, finding a trickle of milk coming from her erect nipples. They had darkened and grown and she could see her breasts were growing again too.

Pinching her nipples, Shannon inadvertently caused the milk to spray outward in front of her. She gasped, covering them with her hands. The milk continued to run along her fingers, but her panic was cut short as a knock came on the door. The landlord appeared, stunned by the scene. Ning ushered him inside, and he observed Shannon holding her lactating breasts as he followed the unclothed, plump Asian girl to the couch.

The man fell into the seat as Ning mounted him, moving with relative ease for her size. She took hold of her superbly large breasts, pressing them against his face. He reached around to take handfuls of her marvelous butt, squeezing it as she rubbed his face into her tits. Shannon ignored her leaking breasts to observe Ning, acting completely possessed as she mounted the older man.

“I knew you’d start to like this place after a while.” The man smiled as he held her wide hips.
“I’ve been waiting for this.” Ning looked to Shannon with certainty. “Our daughter finally found someone. We can go someplace better now!”

The man was confused as she leaned ahead, trapping him beneath her weight. Ning’s body grew even larger as she smothered him. His pale arms slapped against her radiant skin, trying desperately to get out of her deadly embrace. Ning seemed to enjoy it, grinding her hips against him as he squirmed. His muffled screams enticed her even more and soon she was moaning loudly, making the couch scoot along the floor as she humped him. It took a minute or two until he finally went limp and her orgasm caused the real Ning to return.

The immense woman jumped up, stepping away heavily as she saw the lifeless man before her. She turned to Shannon with worry, gazing down upon her outlandishly large body. She was huge, but her tight curves and round belly made her look like a husky pregnant woman. Her wide shoulders and hips helped to balance her heavy stature. A chill came as an apparition reappeared behind the lifeless man. The woman smiled subtly, standing with her hands clasped.

“Take care of my little girl.”

It was a rough few days. Thankfully the clothes Shannon bought still fit her extra curvy frame after the event. Ning had to help her to empty some milk, and they took some of the man’s money, but she was able to buy some plus sized clothes for Ning and practice their story. The police questioned them, but they finally ruled it natural causes. The ghosts seemed to be gone completely and the news said that the man was a widower whose daughter had fallen from her window one night. In turn, that caused his wife to fall into a deep depression, overeating and hating herself for months before taking her own life. She blamed herself for leaving the window unlocked.

The man’s brother got ownership of the house, saying they could stay there for the next year free of charge after the traumatic experience.

“Well that was a story to tell.” Ning was upbeat about the situation as they got ready for bed.
“No one would believe it.”
Ning shrugged. “I guess. Looks like you got the best deal, though. Look at that amazing butt!” They both stood naked and unashamed after the ordeal.
“You look pretty good too.”
She scoffed shaking her stomach. “Maybe after I trim myself down over the next few months.”
“What do you think she meant by-“ Shannon looked into the mirror, dropping her hair brush. Her reflection showed an immense pregnancy belly that dominated her shorter frame. She turned, touching her smooth stomach as she inspected the warped reflection. The stomach only showed in the reflection, but it bothered her immensely. Ning didn’t know how to respond.

“Does that mean?” Shannon finally spoke, looking to her with concern.
“That explains the lactation.”

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.

Rikku’s Passenger

Standard

Birds sang as the crystal blue water trickled through the nearby brook. White, fluffy clouds hung upon the brilliantly blue sky. The scene was idyllic, unnaturally beautiful as the two teenagers ran around a tree. The unknown boy came to a stop, huffing as he smiled.

“What’s wrong? Getting tired already?” The girl’s golden-blonde hair had a high-set ponytail and multiple braids. Grass and dirt stained her sleeveless orange shirt and green short-shorts. Her exposed midriff was trim and flat, and her long legs propelled her away from the tree. The girl gave a friendly smile, her swirled green eyes showing care.

“Kind of, we have to get back home!” The boy looked to the sky. “We have to start back soon or my dad will kill me!”
“We have to go into the cave first.”
“Rikku, we don’t have time! We have to get the ship ready.”
“Sure we do. The ship isn’t leaving until the morning anyway!” She trotted down the path, following the stream as it wound through the wooded area. The boy grumbled as he followed along. She hopped along some exposed rocks in the waterway, balancing as she danced atop the dry sections. They came to a partially obscured cave entrance and she didn’t hesitate to head inside.

“Rikku, come on!” There was a long silence. “Rikku? I’m serious!” The boy squinted, looking into the darkness.
Hurried footsteps came before Rikku jumped from the shadows. “Sorry, we have to take care of something!” She grabbed his shoulders. “Stay back, I’ve got this!” She readied her claws as she turned to face what came.
“What are you talking-”

A green blob appeared from the darkness, thrusting a section of its body outward to grab both of their legs. The ooze split apart and flowed around them, having two blobs encasing their bodies from the waist down. The slimes brought them inside and down to a naturally lit stone shelf. They struggled, but it was holding tightly. Their clothes parted and floated outward silently, disintegrating before their eyes. The pouch holding her knives also vanished into a mist.

“Just a little setback!” Rikku struck the top of the slime with her claws, but only a small ripple rolled out along its translucent skin. It sent out a pseudopod, covering her claws, disintegrating them as well. Her front and back opening grew wider as the creature parted her legs. Her slim stomach puffed out, accepting the creature’s body as it slowly invaded her. She hit the creature with her bare hand, but it was in vain.

“It’s going inside me! Grab one of those pointy rocks over there!”
The dark-haired boy frantically tried to find a makeshift weapon, but he couldn’t reach. “It’s too strong!” He screamed and flailed his arms. “It’s going in me too!”

Rikku looked around, reaching for a stalactite that hung above. She snapped a chunk off, using it to stab the creature that enveloped her. Her attack grazed aside, sending the stone to skitter along the rock beside them. A small spark jumped as the stones clashed, causing the ooze to quiver and pulled away. She took another hanging stone and scraped it along the wall, the sparks making the creature let go of her entirely.

She stood with her hand upon her hip, feeling full as her expanded belly housed a large portion of the slime. Naked from the waist down, only her orange shirt remained and it too was dissolved around the bottom. Her soft, youthful skin remained unblemished as she waddled closer. She put a hand on her expanded stomach, feeling it move.

“Ugh, so much!” She looked at the boy who was far larger. The slime had reformed and was entering the boy as he watched her, making his belly grow at a phenomenal pace. “Oh no! I’ll help!” She moved heavily, striking the stone floor to create a spark, but it was too late. The final remnant of the goo disappeared into the living vessel. They stood, awestruck by the encounter for a time.

“We have to get home!”
“I can’t bring you home like this!”
“My parents will know what to do, just help me!”
“But-“
“We are going home!”
“Ugh, geez, okay, okay!” She took his arm over her shoulder and they both crawled up to the cave’s entrance. They moved slowly and carefully, feeling their bellies rumbling as the creature shifted inside. They made it back to the stream when the boy pushed her onto her back. Rikku planted her butt into the soft grass, unable to close her legs with her bulging tummy. Without warning the boy jumped atop her, pinning her beneath his mass.

“What are you doing?!”
His hard cock nudged against her pussy. “I can’t help it, I have to!”
“You get off of me this instant!” She struggled to push him away, but it only allowed him to penetrate her. It was unexpectedly wet down there as he moved and when he was all the way in she felt something moving.

“I can’t stop it!” He cried out.
“What the-“ The boy’s cock swelled inside her painfully, making way for the fluid. “It’s going in me again! Stop it!”
“I can’t!” He tried pulling away, but his shaft was completely stuck, pumping her full of the thick ooze.

The couple grunted and writhed, trying to pull apart from the forced embrace. They stopped as they realized his belly was shrinking as hers expanded. She took more and more, growing huge with the inhuman pregnancy. Rikku dug her hands into the soft soil, screaming as her inflating midsection folded her shirt backwards.

She suddenly went silent as the sides of her stomach rolled onto the ground, rumbling as the final portion of creature travelled into her. The boy was finally allowed to separate from the burdened girl. He fell backward, looking at her long, spread legs. He was still hard and she wasn’t able to stand.

“Uh, can I?”
“What?” She craned her neck to see the horny boy looking at her. “No! Help me scare this thing out!”
“I was already doing it, just let me… for a minute.” He crawled closer, moving above her distended belly.

“No! Do not go back-“ He already slipped back in. “Ugh, stop, it feels weird.” The boy ignored her, moving slowly and deliberately. “Get out of there right now!” She pushed against his shoulders, inadvertently causing it to tense upon him. The boy paused, staring into her eyes before she felt it moving down there. “What happened?”
“I couldn’t-“ He gasped with delight.
“Ew, it’s warm this time. Did more slime go in me?”

The boy got to his feet, looking at her with worry. “Rikku, I have to go get my dad. We’ll come back to help you, I promise!”

Before she could answer he was already running through the stream. She punched her stomach angrily, but that only made the creature push outward, causing her immense pain. She grumbled, laying her head back into the grass, looking at the scattered white clouds. “Ugh, well, at least it’s a nice day.”

Machination

Standard

The woman thumbed through the ledger as the four women watched. “The tax collection in your territories has improved this year, however the expenditures in your family’s estate is troubling.” The older platinum blonde woman turned to Magdalene. Her once beautiful face, was broad and showing the lines of age. Her accented eyes and pink lips were in stark contrast to the prudish woman they made her out to be. Her elegant, dark blue satin robes gave her an air of eminence, establishing seniority over Magdalene and Mabel, who wore simpler, less colorful dress robes.

She closed the leather-bound book and sat proudly. “Onto other matters.” She eyed Gabriella. “I seem to recall you having a son. Why is he changed?”

Gabriella was at a loss for words. Her burnished copper hair accented her tanned skin. Her dusky eyes had small pouches beneath them and her full lips parted enough to show her two front teeth. She never did look like her curvaceous sister, but her female body was trim and only full in the areas that mattered.

Magdalene chimed in after a time. “He was a misogynistic brute, so I forced him to remain with this body until he learned respect.”

“Respect cannot be forced upon someone.” Her gaze was unwavering. “What do you call yourself now, girl?”
“Gabriella,” she spoke uncertainly.
The woman turned back to Magdalene. “The female form suits… her. I will allow it to remain. The other two council members should be arriving within a day. Until then I would like you girls to accompany me to correct an issue.”
“Surely I can find someone else to take care-“
“We shall return before evening, Magdalene.” The woman insisted. “It will just be the three of us.” They exchanged questioning glances, but gave no protest.

They set out on horseback, traversing the nearby farmlands. She brought them into the woods, down a winding path, and finally to a large clearing. She dismounted and tied her steed to a sizeable tree. The sisters followed, uncertain of what this would be. The elder woman held up her hands, gently moving them with the breeze. She spoke a few terms and turned. Her skin softened, her face smoothed, and her eyes brightened. She unlaced her robes and let them fall to the ground. She stood, completely naked before them.

They were awestruck. “I am a woman who toys with people’s minds. Your mother and aunt are aware of my powers, but they are sworn to uphold my reputation.”
“What does it matter if you can show people a younger version of yourself?” Gabriella wondered aloud.

Elouise narrowed her eyes, drawing a deep breath. “This is my true form. I am far younger than most believe. I choose the aged guise to avert any question of my power. People respect age and wisdom. If you betray my secret then I shall set untold agony upon your mind and whomever you tell, is this clear?” Both girls nodded. “Good, if neither of you is chosen then I will strip these secrets from your minds.”

“How strong is your power?” Chantal questioned. “I heard you could resist mental manipulation.”
Elouise closed her eyes and stood silently for a time. “I see you two enjoy competition. Your mother has attempted to punish you both recently, but you defy her and one another again and again. In fact, you both enjoy the sexual encounters, no matter how much anguish and shame they bring upon you. You’ve been at odds for years, but it is just a ruse. Secretly you both enjoy dominating one another.” The young woman smirked. “You two have been creative. That is no way to mount a horse, and that is very disrespectful to silence your mother with such a salacious spell… The custard was enjoyable, though.” They both looked shocked that she would know such private encounters from the past few days. “I can teach you how to resist, but I will always have full access to your minds.” She paused for thought. “Also, I believe the tentacle monster put its seed in your mother. That is just a guess, however.”

“Now, enough of that, we shall discuss your first trials.” She spoke with an authority that contrasted the young, buxom blonde woman before them. “Each council member will test you, and once you have completed our trials we shall judge your worthiness.” She eyed them sharply. “Remove your vestments.” They undid their robes and stood naked, their judge scoffed as she looked lower. “You no longer need those clouding your judgement.” She spoke a quick phrase and soon they were women entirely.

“I understand you two have been… unrestrained recently.” She walked closer, slowly and deliberately. “Mages have a tendency to use their powers for lust, especially around your age. I have known some to lose their minds to the sins of the flesh. But, amongst the commoners you must be reserved and willful. I will determine if you possess this control.” She twisted her hand in the air as she spoke a strange phrase.

“Lust motivates all people. Lust for money, for power, for knowledge… for love.” A man with bronzed skin emerged from the tree line. Fully nude, his lean, toned body flexed as he walked. With chiseled features and piercing eyes, the man stopped close to Chantal and placed a hand on her shoulder, leaning down to kiss her. She avoided him at first, but the man assured her in a dulcet tone.

The fair-skinned girl tensed, her large breasts moving quickly as she drew short breaths. She gave in and disrobed, removing her vestments before wrapping her arms around him. His growing cock pressed against her bellybutton as they embraced. Chantal’s full chest squished against his firm skin, both locked in a passionate kiss. He grabbed a handful of her apple ass as he moved his lips to the side of her neck.

Elouise held up a finger to Gabriella and they both watched as the scene. “She does not realize his true form.” Elouise whispered.

It was not a human at all. The orc’s grayish green skin seemed to absorb the sunlight. He towered above the girl, numerous scars running along his muscular frame. One of his pointed ears had two silver loops piercing the bottom. He bared his sharp teeth as Chantal stroked him. His glowing orange eyes watched the girl as he placed a large hand upon her shoulder. He directed her lower and snarled as she sucked him.

“This is one of our… acquaintances. His name is Dakkor the Lustful.”
“How do you keep that beast from ravaging her?” Gabriella asked with disgust.
Elouise gave her a measuring glare, “Not all orcs are unhinged savages, you bigot.”
“I’m no bigot, I just heard of their deeds and thought they lacked control in such situations.”
“I have bedded him before and he was gentle as a butterfly.” She grinned. “I asked him to be rougher, though. I know your mother is to blame for your poor racial relations, but he is a good friend. We trade favors from time to time.”

They paused to watch. He lifted Chantal easily and poked his cock between her legs. She gasped, grappling him as it went inside. He licked her large breasts furiously, running his gray tongue along her excited nipple. He grabbed her wide hips, bouncing her upon his oversized cock.

“You let him fuck your potential new recruits? Where do I sign up?” Gabriella spoke sarcastically.
“Only a few, and just wait for the reveal, it is priceless.” They watched the two going at it for a minute before Elouise broke the spell.

Chantal didn’t notice at first, her eyes clenching as she built to orgasm. She huffed as she bounced, fully suspended in the orc’s burly arms. She nuzzled her head against his chest and something caught her attention. Chantal’s concerned eyes opened to see the orc’s monstrous visage staring at her. Her eyes went wide with fright and she shrieked in absolute terror. She tried to break free from his grasp, but he held firm, continuing the motion as she put her legs down.

He seemed excited by her struggle, pumping as he squeezed her ass, running a tongue along her neck. Her legs dangled as she pushed against his chest. The orc pulled one of her legs up, showing her cushy ass as he poked his shaft into her tight nether region. He slid the huge, glistening cock in and out easily as her lower lips held on tightly.

“Stop this! I will not have some half-breed freak!” She screeched.
Dakkor grabbed her sides and lifted her almost entirely off of his spear. “You do not have a choice, human.” He rammed her down, watching her yell and squirm as he continued lifting and dropping her on his girth. He went into a fervor and before long he pulled her close and unleashed a torrent into her belly.

Chantal’s hourglass frame swelled as he filled her. The orc produced absurd amounts of sperm, making her belly push outward between them. She rested her head upon his chest, scrunching her face as he injected wave after wave into her. She had an anguished expression as his cock slipped out, hanging limp. White goo fell between her legs, covering her inner thighs as he sat her down. She stumbled, her knees buckling under the added weight. The impact caused more fluid to splash out of her full pussy as she lay on her elbows and knees, her glistening ass raised high.

The orc nodded to the councilwoman and turned away, disappearing into the trees. Elouise turned to Gabriella and weaved a pattern in the air. The girl looked to the ground, noticing spots in the ground moving. The grass lifted as the black soil split apart, numerous grubs writhed as they came to the surface. The large, white, segmented creatures flopped from side to side until they were free from the earth. They encircled Gabriella and started moving upwards, countless tiny legs propelling them toward her crotch.

She danced and swatted the grubs aside in a panic. They fell, but quickly started the ascent once again. Her tight well-formed breasts jiggled as she hastily removed the creatures. They secreted a sticky slime and in spite of her maneuvers they clung to her toned, tanned legs. Gabriella grabbed one with both hands in a final, desperate attempt to pull it away, but it stayed firm, hissing loudly. She called for help, but both women and the orc watched her plight without intervention.

One of the larvae circled to her inner thigh and pressed up into the front opening. Spreading her pussy wide, it squeezed its thick body inside and wriggled up her vagina. She screamed as she dropped to her knees, gripping her midsection. Another grub pushed apart her springy ass, causing the girl to lurch forward in sudden pain. She was totally unguarded now, as the collection of oversized grubs crawled up her legs in search of her warmth.

“Stop this now! Stop fucking with my mind!” The girl groaned as more slipped through her orifices.
“This is good. You realize it is an illusion, so break the spell.” Elouise watched impassively.
“How?!” She yelled silently, her face showing the discomfort as a larger bug violated her. She closed her eyes with determination. To her dismay, the grubs still remained. Another started in, shaking as it fought to enter her tense pussy. She watched with horror as her stomach bulged farther, moving as the creatures nestled inside of her. “Help me!”

The trim blonde woman with large, perky breasts strutted closer. She gently placed her hand upon Gabriella’s expanding belly. “I can feel your fear and I can see your belly. When I first honed my skills I was overwhelmed by other’s sensations, now it is a gentle amusement.” She jabbed her palm into Gabriella’s pregnant belly, feeling a pop as it gave way. Gabriella’s expression changed to shock as she stared at her depressed stomach. “Now more can fit.” Elouise smiled as she stepped back. “This isn’t a mind game. I am also an enchantress – I coerced these creatures into you.”

The bronze-haired girl pleaded desperately, but the grubs continued entering her steadily. Seeing no empathy from her mentor, Gabriella took a different approach. Angry and frustrated, she spoke arcane phrases and traced symbols in the air.

Elouise put a hand on her belly with urgency. “You didn’t…” A gust of wind came from behind her that increased quickly. An acorn and a small rock flew at the buxom blonde, disappearing behind her. She yelped, edging forward as she covered her ass. “You put it in my ass?” A larger rock lifted from the ground and hit her fingers, causing her to pull her hands aside. The rock wedged in between her firm ass cheeks. She squeaked as she bent forward, feeling the rock pulling inside of her. It disappeared suddenly, causing her to gasp and spring upright, clenching her fists in agony. Now within reach, Gabriella jumped forward and shoved her teacher.

Falling on her pained rump, Elouise rolled back, putting her slender legs into the air as the unseen vortex in her posterior pulled a few of the grubs into her ass within an instant. She shrieked and went rigid, pressing her butt against the grass. There was a muffled whistling sound as she tried to keep herself seated. She jerked with surprise as one of the bugs slapped against her exposed pussy before sliding lower and into her ass. “Stop this now!”

Gabriella knew she had the woman at a disadvantage. “You can’t see how to stop it yourself, can you?” She took hold of Elouise’s ankle and shuffled closer along the ground. She could feel the strong wind pulling into the discomforted girl’s backside. It was strong enough for the smaller objects, but Gabriella knew she was in no danger. “You think I am some amateur that only knows one school of magic?” She hoisted the woman’s legs upright, feeling some more grubs peel from her body as they flew into the trim ass in front of her. They flopped from side to side as her tiny asshole sucked them in.

“I read that spell long ago and I had almost forgotten how to cast it. Guess you need to be more thorough when fucking with someone’s mind.” Gabriella sat and leaned backwards, scooting her hips closer to the vacuum between the girl’s legs, working her ass into place. She felt the large, writhing grub pop free. Elouise’s elongated face betrayed her disgust as her ass accepted multiple bugs from her ass. Next, Gabriella shifted and let it pull the goop and remnants from her pussy. The slime made sloppy sounds as it flowed into the other woman.

Gabriella disrupted her spell, standing to observe her mentor’s torment. Elouise had a massive belly that moved and shifted in sections. She was clearly uneased as the burdened woman carefully got up and tried to mask her discomfort. Chantal, meanwhile, stood back, laughing at the situation that just transpired.

Holding her palms outward, the young blonde girl focused her mind. Both Chantal and Gabriella held their heads in anguish. It passed, leaving a mental fog, causing them to feel dizzy and detached from the area. Suddenly they regained their senses, but found they lacked control of their bodies. “The mind is a fragile thing. If I wished, I could scramble your brains and turn you both into blubbering idiots. There are others out there who will assault your thoughts and you must learn to strengthen your willpower.” She tensed, showing anger in place of pain. “You were clever to counter me, but I feel it was mere luck that you hid such a unique spell from me.”

“Admit it, I beat you.” Gabriella sneered as her body remained locked.

Elouise pinched Chantal’s nipple, shaking her heavy breast. “You both can break this glamour, but until that time I shall toy with your bodies.” She stepped back to Gabriella and slipped a few fingers into her pussy. “You don’t want to admit it, but you’re loving this.” The full-bellied woman worked her fingers deeper, adding more until her fist was breaching Gabriella’s hole. She sneered in defiance, frozen in place by the spell. “My, my – you’re dripping down there! You’re free to move whenever you’d like.” Elouise laughed, continuing to ram deeper into her victim.

Chantal scrunched her nose and narrowed her big brown eyes, speaking a short arcane phrase. Her face tightened into a small, smug grin as Elouise pulled her arm free and stepped back, buckling in torment. The woman convulsed as muffled pops came from inside her. Her stomach swelled, hanging heavily as the fluid expanded inside her.

“You simpletons don’t understand! You have to focus your mind, not harm your captor!” She gasped as her expanding stomach pulled her to her knees, resting upon the ground as her creamy skin grew larger and tighter. Elouise strained as she toppled into a sitting position. Her huge belly caused her legs to open wide as the sphere sat in front of her. Her rounded breasts matched her stomach now as she continued growing. “You must look for the way out of your bondage! Start small!” The woman spoke with urgency.

Chantal eyes doubled and her mouth hung as she understood the hint. She relaxed herself and closed her eyes, searching her mind for the answer. She pushed her thoughts to one of her fingers, attempting to move it. It was difficult, but eventually it unlocked and moved freely. She continued with her hand and then her arm. It was easier as she progressed and soon she was mobile and freed from the spell. She halted the amplification spell and turned her attention to her sister.

“I could tell you the trick, but I think I enjoy you like this.” Chantal circled her paralyzed sibling and smacked her ass hard. The forceful blow rippled through her springy backside, but the rest of her body stayed in place. Her face showed the pain as Chantal continued spanking her. “You always find a way to win, but this time I am the victor!” She moved around to slap Gabriella’s firm breasts.

Her face relaxed as Gabriella concentrated. She stared into nothingness for a time as her sister continued assaulting her chest. Suddenly she snapped back to the moment and moved her hand and spoke another spell. “You don’t win this time, dear sister.”

Chantal stopped, uncertain of her meaning. Suddenly she felt her ass open and the familiar sucking noise came again. This time, however, it was far stronger. “You have to use the same spell twice? How derivative!”

“But it is effective.” Gabriella slowly regained her full movement, stepping away as she watched the scene. Chantal fell onto her hands and knees as rocks and debris shot toward her, slowing to swirl around her ass before they slipped inside. “See, you have to be careful with this spell, as any mistake will rip your body apart from the inside.”

A small bird flailed frantically as it too was pulled through the air and into her backdoor. A huge rock ripped from the dirt and followed, going inside without hindrance. Countless smaller items flowed into her belly, expanding it to the ground and outward in all directions within minutes. The victim opened her mouth wide as she showed her teeth, growling as she dug her slender fingers into the soft forest floor.

“How is it all going in so easily?” Elouise watched with uncharacteristic wonder.
“I made it powerful and at one small point. It is crushing anything it pulls in before it deposits it inside her. Surprised she can take that much, though.”
“Our bodies are not normal, as you see. We have used magic since our youth and it has honed our flesh and organs to be far more resilient compared to average people.” The girl with a massive belly spoke from beside them. She was clearly impressed. “Has she gotten this big before?”
“We’ve been pushing the limits over time.”

As they spoke the woman filled. Air and objects made her belly swell and now her arms and legs were thicker too. Her magically attuned body was trying desperately to find space for her increasing mass. Her ass widened, bouncing as objects bumped it from time to time. Her bountiful breasts spread as they rested upon the ground. Even her shoulders and thighs thickened, making the poor girl into a soft pile of flesh.

Finally, Gabriella halted the spell. “Maybe I overdid it.”
“You think?!” Chantal griped. “How am I supposed to remove all of this?”
“The natural way.” Gabriella’s full cheeks dimpled as she smiled.

Elouise marveled at the expanded woman. “I’ve never seen someone take so much so smoothly.” She shook away her thoughts, returning to her impassive expression. “Use your portal spell, Chantal. Empty us both and place such obscenities far away.”

Chantal moved her thick arms outward to trace a symbol as she said the words. Suddenly she showed unease as the hidden portal emptied her contents elsewhere. She decreased in girth quickly, her midsection deflating until it no longer lifted her from the ground. Soon her stomach was nearly back to normal and her hips and shoulders showed minimal growth. She stopped the portal as she ran her hands upon her fair skin.

She made another portal inside her mentor. Gabriella’s shock was priceless as she felt the stirrings in her belly. Her tummy quickly inflated as the voluminous goo splashed around inside of her. “What the hell are you doing?”
“Putting this in its rightful place!”

Gabriella started to cast another spell, but she couldn’t find the words. Both women laughed as she stuttered, continuing to swell, losing balance and falling onto her back. Lying in the grass, her stomach grew into the air, trapping her beneath the sizable growth. It entered her with enough force that it pulled her, forcing her over and onto her side. The belly sprawled outward before her, not nearly as compact as it had been inside Elouise. Chantal closed the portal and giggled as her sister complained.

“You both show aptitude.” The woman retrieved her lavish robe from the ground, taking her aged form once again. “This was an enlightening experience.”
“Why use these methods to test us?” Chantal asked. “If you abhor lust so much, why use it?”
“Oh? I love the carnal pleasures.” Elouise turned, devoid of emotion. “People will always sin, I only meant for you to control your urges and keep an air of dignity in the public’s eye. You strengthened your mind today, but you two still lack control.” She gave a slight smile as she lightly touched Chantal’s hard nipple. “But… everyone fucks.” She turned and left.

“Help me to get this out.” Gabriella awkwardly got to her feet.
“Use the natural method.” Chantal took her robes and made her way to the horses, her full ass bouncing as she walked. “Don’t be long!”

Gaiana the Burdened

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“Today I shall tell a story that few know and even fewer will repeat. I shall recount the tale of Gaiana the Burdened.” Commoners gathered around the simple-robed man. “Some think women are not meant for battle, being the fairer sex, but Gaiana was a woman who rallied a band of women to bring down a fabled elemental giant!” Gasps erupted from the crowd. “Everyone knows of the four elemental giants that roamed the world, destroying villages all along the countryside. This story, however, tells of a cunning, faithful woman who turned the tides!” The man sniggered before continuing his recollection.

“They’re all gone! I saw it with my own eyes!” A warrior warned the gathered townsfolk. The massive water elemental was approaching in the distance, lumbering toward their town. “We must run!”
“No, I have encountered this monster before!” The dusky eyed woman declared. Other women of the village turned with hopeful eyes. “Our husbands are gone, so it is our burden to protect our village! All capable women shall gather arms and meet me to the North. We shall venture into the open field to battle this monster!”
“What chance do we have against such a colossus?”
“We have the god’s favor on our side.” She spoke with such confidence.

The women gathered at the edge of town. Only a handful were able, or willing, to fight. “I am Gaiana and I will say that armor is not required for this battle. In fact, I ask you to shed your clothes entirely.” She slid her toga strap aside and allowed it to fall into the grass. Her body was toned and muscular, with a lighter, untanned region around her black bush.  Dark hair fell upon her shoulders as she grinned proudly. “I want you to trust when I say that this thing is nothing but a primal beast. It kills men and rapes women. Its base desires will allow us to defeat it!” The other women appeared skeptical as she searched the collection of tanned, Grecian brunettes. “I am new to this village, but I have been here long enough for you to know my character.” Gaiana declared, “I would not mislead you in such a perilous time!”

One younger girl stepped forward, sliding her garments to the soil. Her slender frame was uninspiring, but her russet eyes were proud. “I will stand beside you!” She knew the girl’s name was Palagia, and she was a potter by trade. Others joined hesitantly, trusting in the confidence of their new companion. They all joined eventually and set out to meet the giant, clothed only with weapons.

The towering beast stopped a fair distance away. “You see, it is already aroused by our form.” Gaiana pointed at the creature, composed entirely of crystal blue water, which sported a large, erect shaft between its legs. “It was human at one point, before it was sacrificed to the elements.” She reminded them of the folktales. “It still retains the desire of the flesh!” The colossal beast started again, closing the distance. Once within range, it pushed the women aside as it snatched one of the local horse breeders from the group. The woman thrashed with her free arm, cutting through the monster’s hands, splashing small amounts of water onto the ground. She drew back and landed a hard strike on its wrist. She was dismayed as the water reconnected, leaving no lasting damage.

The elemental appeared to smile as it brought another hand closer and slipped a massive finger between her legs, forcing them apart. The girl screamed and flailed, held in place as the liquid moved into her, causing her belly to grow as the stunned women watched. The girl shrieked as she continued to take water, her stomach growing heavy liquid. It watched her fill, his rod growing stiff in response.
“Cut it! If you completely disconnect the water and retain it inside then it can’t reform its injuries!” Gaiana cried out.

The woman raised her sword again, swiping between her legs. The blade moved through the watery finger, causing the beast to roar and drop her to the ground, her belly still filled by a portion of the beast’s watery appendage. She fell into the grass hard, looking as she might pop upon impact. Her body held, however, and the beast reformed his hand.

“Keep it inside!” Two girls rushed to her aid. “If you cannot take more then you must get back!”

The beast kicked at the group, letting his form fade. A wave washed over them, scattering their weapons and disrupting their formation. It regained the water quickly and snatched another woman from the crowd. Thekla was a gentle girl, with ample breasts and long, flowing cinnamon-brown hair. She tried to use the same tactic, allowing the elemental to fill her with two fingers. She swelled, heavy with water as he spun her over putting another massive finger against her rump, forcing more water into her orifice. It wasn’t long until the whole fist shrank slightly before reforming inside of her. Her stomach hung heavily through his grasp and she was unable to strike at that angle.

An arrow passed through the hand of water, followed by a few more. The missiles parted the water enough for her weight to disconnect his fingers. Thekla fell a shorter distance, landing painfully on her belly, wobbling as she tried to reach the ground past her fleshy midsection. She had taken far more water, but she was certainly at her limit. She couldn’t move, wobbling helplessly as the monster moved past her, preparing to attack the archers.

“He’s shrinking!” Korinna called as she dropped the bow and took Thekla’s sword, which stood buried in the nearby ground. The beast passed over her, taking another farm girl up to its face and inserting its formed tongue. She dropped her weapon, writhing in pleasure as it moved inside her. This distraction allowed Korinna to ascend the monsters leg.

The woman’s slender frame somehow moved up the watery pillar. Her defiant ochre eyes set on her subdued companion. She made it up to its thigh and decided to change course, carefully moving onto its extended cock. The monster looked down, holding the unknown girl as he watched the woman crawling upon his shaft. He put the other girl down with surprising ease before picking up Korinna.

The monster held her legs apart, putting his cock in place, spreading her painfully as the tip moved inside. She bucked and cried as the water flowed into her, forcing her belly to expand rapidly.  Her stomach swelled as the creature’s shaft seemed to pull into her privates. The agonizing pain caused her to flail and scream as she expanded unnaturally large. Her breasts ballooned, as did her rump. Her arms and legs were the last to grow before her entire body exploded in a violent blast. The formed liquid ball became visible amidst the carnage. The odd bubble of water flowed back into the beast’s main body.

Gasps of horror erupted from the fighters. “We must not let her die in vain!” Gaiana led a charge, leaping onto the beast’s leg. Others followed, all scaling the slow monster. The beast seemed overwhelmed as the women fought their way up the watery pillars. They were climbing and swimming as needed, but it was easier than expected.

Their cuts did nothing, so Gaiana tried a different tactic. She pushed her privates through the transparent wall of water and within seconds she felt water rushing inside of her body. Both of her holes opened as a torrent of liquid moved into her belly. “Push your hips inside! It can’t resist filling you!”

The other girls followed her lead, their bellies expanding as they watched. The women slowly slid to the ground as the massive beast shrank, losing volume to the warriors. The giant seemed frozen, surely delighting in the multiple women accepting its fluids. It continued to shrink, and at around double their height, it growled, pulling away from the full women. It knew it was severely weakened, moving expeditiously away from them.

Surveying her companions, Gaiana could see they were in no state to pursue. The band of female fighters groaned, inflated to varying levels with the giant’s fluid. Their filled bodies puffed out in all aspects, watching the monster retreat. Gaiana was still able to move, albeit carefully. Her belly drooped past her knees and her thick legs led to an expansive backside. Her swollen arms framed her weighted, round breasts, which spilled past both hands as she tried to keep them in check.

She found Palagia, her first supporter, resting upon her filled abdomen, arms and legs hanging uselessly. She tensed with pain, making her water-filled body quake as it shifted inside. Her breasts had tripled in size, still slightly upturned at the nipple as they hung. Her slender frame was tightly filled, and it was obvious she had come close to bursting. Her legs were unable to close and her pussy was barely visible beneath her large fleshy ass.

Her hopeful eyes showed through her unease. “We beat it.”
Gaiana ran her swollen fingers along the girl’s cheek, speaking with a sad smile. “For now, but it is going to reform.” Palagia nodded with understanding. “We have beaten it once, we shall do so again!” Gaiana called as she hoisted her hefty arm. Other fattened women cheered with as much enthusiasm as they could muster.

They all started the slow process of emptying their bodies. The water wasn’t normal, as it was difficult to let it out at first. Once started, however, it flowed naturally. The women released geysers from their lower orifices and their bodies slowly returned to their natural size. Oddly enough, by the evening they all looked completely normal again.

Gaiana recollected the encounter, wondering why only a few women had burst. Many more should have after taking so much, but she had survived and now showed no adverse effects. “Everyone, I have the solution!” She searched the remaining women. “Our faith keeps us in tact! Korinna was known to denounce the gods and she was the first to fall. We must look to the heavens to beat this creature!”

Later that evening, after the fire had dwindled, a sound stirred Thekla from sleep. She sat up and searched the moonlit area. The sentries made no call, so it must be an animal, she reasoned. She felt something wet upon her ankle, and she was horrified to see a nearly transparent hand holding her ankle. The puddle at her feet began shifting in the darkness. She drew in breath to scream, but at that instant a tendril of water shot down her throat. Somehow, she was able to breath as the water poured into her belly. Thekla’s waist length caramel hair matted with water as a fine mist came from the pillar of water snaking down her throat.

The closest sentry heard the muted scuffle and rushed to investigate. She knew the woman as a maid for the magistrate. She could see the fear and confusion in her broad-set eyes. The woman slashed at the watery appendage on the ground, but it held her sword, pulling it from her grasp. A blob of liquid shot into her mouth and became thicker, muffling her calls. A large arm of water rammed upward and into her backside, forcing her belly to grow. Both girls inflated as they watched one another, unable to get help from their sleeping allies.

The sun was just peeking past the horizon when Palagia awoke. She noticed a comely girl with an expanded rump standing a short distance away. Getting to her feet, she moved closer with uncertainty. She put a hand on the girl’s shoulder and was appalled as she spun. The girl was crying with a heavily burdened body. She recognized Thekla, but her stomach had grown exponentially. Her chest was expanded too, and now her bouncy breasts rolled over her bulky midsection.

The girl touched her lips, leaning in as if to whisper. Palagia moved closer and was surprised as the other girl gave her a deep kiss. Unable to resist the pleasure, they embraced. Palagia’s tongue moved inside, but it felt something cold and damp. Her eyes doubled as water blasted down her throat. She tried to pull back, but the link was too strong. Thekla pulled her closer and pressed her full belly to hers. The girl’s stomach shook as it shrank, and the water transferred quickly.

Gaiana awoke, hearing strange noises around her. She took a moment to understand what she saw. Nearly all of the remaining women were embraced, kissing or mating. She tried to separate two girls who were humping, but they continued sadly, unable to speak for some reason. She finally understood, noticing the water elemental standing silently at the edge of their camp. He wasn’t at his full mass and she knew there was a reason. A watery hand appeared by her feet. Puddles formed around her, but she was able to tumble past their grasp.

“To arms! The creature returns!” She announced.
Only four other women remained unhindered.  Gaiana directed them to the edge of the camp. She passed by another couple slamming their privates together, a watery phallus splashing as they moved. Their full bellies pressed together as they faced one another. The next couple were kissing lovingly, their abdomen’s swollen as they touched one another franticly. She was uncertain if they enjoyed or reviled the experience.

Waving tendrils and arms tried to halt the women as they moved through the encampment. One girl became impaled, having the water erupt into her pussy, inflating her womb with a portion of the monster’s body. She yelled in pain as her body thickened and her skin grew tight. Her entire frame expanded, causing her to fall onto her increasing backside. Continually, she expanded outward, her soft skin growing visibly tighter as the monster filled her to the limit, puffing her cheeks outward. Her body had quadrupled in size and any more would certainly cause her to explode.

“Have faith!” Gaiana called from afar. “Your body will hold!” The girl’s shocked eyes relaxed. Her bloated body shifted as the water moved around inside of her.

The monster howled and the other women started growing. Their smooth bodies ballooned in all directions, growing fat with the elemental’s fluids. The heavy water caused their slim bodies to topple, no longer connected by the liquid. They all inflated, their female shapes dominating their expanding frames. One girl had breasts that stretched to the ground with the liquid weight, another’s backside was pooled beneath her as she sat. One girl appeared pear shaped, as her chest stayed at a modest size for a time.

“We have to end this.” Gaiana told the remaining fighters. “You two must distract it and I shall ascend.”
“How can we win against this?” The small mousy girl asked again.
“There is no time to question. Just do as she says.” The other, older woman chided.

Both rushed ahead as Gaiana approached from the side. The monster decided to fight the larger threat and thankfully allowed her to get behind it. She cast her sword aside and began the long climb to the top. She only hoped the other’s resolution didn’t falter.

The older woman had broad shoulders and a serious expression. A farmer by trade and she was probably the most prepared person for an actual battle. She was paired with her polar opposite, a tiny girl who had been a seamstress. Her small waist gave her a feminine appeal, but her chest was marginal and her butt was lacking. She trembled as the monster approached.

The massive water elemental lumbered ahead. He was smaller than before, only barely surpassing the nearby trees. He pointed his hand outward and blasted a torrent of water at the farmer. She rolled away, unprepared for such a deluge, falling flat on her back. The water formed an enormous bubble around her, encasing her in a blue blob. She thrashed slowly inside, but was unable to break free.

The monster lowered his arm and watched as she coiled backwards. Water rushed into every orifice, forcing her stomach to expand quickly. She floated lower as she gathered weight, the bubble shrinking around her. Her arms and legs thickened, and other areas grew to match, but the real expanse was from her abdomen. It rose high before rolling to her sides, her unnaturally elastic skin pulling taught. The beast clenched a fist, frustrated that she was able to hold. She was able to take all of the fluid, lying pinned beneath her big, round belly. Each breath caused it to rock and wave and she was unable to move. She mouthed a prayer as she clenched her eyes, clearly struggling to maintain her devotion to the gods.

The uncertain girl that remained trembled with fear, dropping her weapon and falling to her knees. She put her hands together and begged. The now smaller monster moved above her. The girl screamed when she realized what was happening. A giant watery shaft protruded from the creature’s legs. She was frozen with fear as the giant nudged her onto her back and spread her legs.

Its cock was about as thick as the girl and about half as long. It put it into place and pushed ahead. The girl wailed as the malleable column opened her wide and flowed inside. The beast made the motions as he filled her, moving slowly as her body grew fatter. Her chest expanded first, going from flat to robust in mere moments. Her new tits swelled past normal and slid aside, heavy with fluid. Her butt expanded next, lifting her enough that the creature could slide deeper with its mass.

Her belly rose, flattening against the wet wall of the beast’s chest. Soon her shoulders widened and her arms thickened, with her thighs and legs expanded similarly. It forced her appendages to stretch outward, making her unable to move as the creature pumped her full. Her cheeks swelled as the final signal that she was unable to take more.

The elemental was smaller after dealing with the two women, and now Gaiana was the last one standing. She could see the woman through the blue skin and knew this was the time to act. Now by his head, Gaiana sat down, dangling her legs off of his shoulders and spread her pussy wide. As expected, it couldn’t resist her warmth. The creature stopped filling the other girl and stood. She was perched atop its head and she could feel it slipping inside.

The large beast stretched her to the limit, pushing water into her as she slid over its head. It was only about double her height as she rested upon its shoulders. Her expanding body trapping the creature in place as she slid lower. Suddenly she slipped past its shoulders, sliding down gently as the body of water pushed inside of her. She stopped at its hips, feeling the rigid blue cock rubbing on her privates.

She reached below her belly and gave it a few tugs. This caused the beast to jerk in delight. She slipped lower, folding it down as she passed. She was able to stand on her own legs at this point, but due to her immense size and weight, they folded, making her accept the final section of the water-formed body.

She sat heavily on the last remnant of the beast, swallowing his legs with her hungry lower hole. Her entire body filled, surpassing the others as her frame seemed to accommodate her outlandish girth. She put her padded thighs together, making a seal as the monster shifted inside. She repressed the pain and discomfort of trapping so much water in her reproductive organs. Her strong will allowed her to control her emotions and hold thrashing beast.

She could see the other women deflating as the elemental had clearly lost its control over the liquid inside them. Gaiana was unable to rejoice, as she struggled to keep the roiling waves contained. Some water seeped out, but she could tell its essence was still contained. She kept her legs closed tightly, her flowing belly shaking as the monster continually fought for freedom. It was a long struggle, but eventually the other women started coming to her aid.

The women gathered around, damp and sore from having their bodies forcefully expanded. They discussed their leader’s predicament for a time before they made a decision. The group hefted the encumbered woman back to town. It wasn’t a long journey, but it was certainly a struggle. They carried her to the main square and placed her in the grass.

One girl retrieved a cork stopper from an amphora of wine while others fashioned a waxed leather harness from a piece of unused armor. They raised her legs, and with preparation, they quickly rammed the plug up her pussy. Groaning in pain, Gaiana was thankful as they tied the leather harness in place and laid her back upon the ground. She was faltering, but now with the plug held in, she could relax somewhat.

Thekla stood above her with a caring smile. “They’re making a stronger garment to keep that monster at bay. But, it should hold for now.”
“Yes… it feels weakened from the struggle.” Gaiana was also drained, speaking with drooping eyelids.
“They will make certain that you can use your bodily functions, but you must retain the monster for a time. We must build a suitable prison for such a monster.”
“I will do my duty.”

“Gaiana held that thing in for months!” The storyteller scoffed. “They had to import stone to contain the beast, knowing that only her faith held it so easily. It was also said that they placed it deep beneath a temple to Poseidon, hiding it away from careless hands.” The man was pleased to see a large gathering of listeners. “Some even say that Gaiana visited monthly, allowing the elemental to invade her for its own pleasure. But, she knew this would keep the creature docile in its captivity.” The man shrugged with embellishment. “Who knows by that point, maybe she enjoyed it as well.”