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Too tired to think
Too depressed to move
Too sick to eat
Too guilty to feel
And I now know what its like too be numb
I've been in a really bad spell. I have a constant head ache, I've been crying for the last 18 hours on and off
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Is it wrong
To miss those calls at night
That went on for hours on end?
To miss staying up until 1 AM
Not wanting to end our conversation?
To miss reminiscing over past memories together
Of the great times we had?
To miss feeling that I could trust you
With absolutely any secret of who I am?
To miss hurting whenever you were in pain
As if attached by our emotions?

Is it wrong
To yearn for those fights between us
About which of us loved the other more?
To yearn for those dates that were always filled with joy,
Laughter, wanting time to freeze at that moment?
To yearn for the way that, in each of our conversations,
The words "I love you" would easily slip in?
To yearn for that feeling we had together
That we could conquer any feat thrown at us?
To yearn for the way you came to me for comfort
To help you through those tough times?

Is it wrong
To wish for the good times of innocence
We had before love interfered?
To wish for those talks that made me feel important,
And that really convinced me you really where the one?
To wish for the way people envied us,
Of the way we fell head-over-heels for one another?
To wish for the way people told us we were the perfect couple,
And feeling as if we really were.
To wish for one last chance
To kiss you, and see if it would stir up any emotions we once had?

Is it wrong
To still love you?
I want to explain to my friends out there... this is about all of them!! Not one of my past ex's in particular. There are certain things from each relationship that I miss, that I can't seem to get out of my mind. For those of you who don't understand, I dated a... decent amount of guys so far, and this poem is just to voice that, in each one of them, I miss a part of our relationship, of our past, maybe even of the love we shared. Anyway, enough personal talk, hope you liked it!!
BTW, this picture was gorgeously drawn by :icon8sketch8: 8sketch8, and I thought it was absolutely BEAUTIFUL!! Here's a link to his art [link]
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Chapter 1 – "Unfortunate Presumptions"

It was already eight o'clock in the morning, but Maka Albarn was still deep in her dreams. Soul had left early to get some food, leaving her alone. The young teenager slept on her back, each breath causing her small chest to rise and fall, barely moving the soft, warm blanket that covered her petite body. A single hand peeked over the edge of the doona cover, her small meek fingers gently clenched. Her face wore an expression of relaxation, her olive eyes twitching slightly underneath her eyelids as she dreamed, an occasional smile appearing at the corners of her mouth as she experienced something pleasant within her dream world.

"Maka! Maka!" a young woman's voice rung out throughout the house, the sound of a heavy wooden door opening and closing rapidly. None of this did anything to wake Maka up, the sound reaching her mind only as a fuzzy hum.

"Maka!" this time more persistent, finally the young meister groaned a response as she started to move ever so slightly underneath her bed covers.

Slowly she opened her eyes, her vision blurring the ceiling above her. Turning her head to the side Maka was met with the sight of her friend Blair, patiently sitting on the edge of her bed, wearing her trademark witch's outfit and smiling eagerly at her.

"Finally awake I see!" Blair said with joy, "Enjoy your sleep?"

"Yeah…" Maka replied weakly, managing a slight nod as she slowly became more coherent, the effects of her sleep wearing off slowly.

A voluptuous young woman, Blair possessed the body of a well-developed model. As always her breasts stuck out pertly, their mass apparently unaffected by gravity. Maka had picked up one of her bras the other day, and the tag said she wore a 36E. From that day on Maka lived partly in denial, there was simply no way a cat that only took human form had a pair that large….was there?

Slowly picking herself up Maka went to lean against the bed head behind her, only to remember at the last second that underneath she wore nothing more than a pale white bra and matching underwear. Quickly she pulled her blanket cover up with her.

"What's the problem, cold?" Blair asked inquisitively.

"Yeah I guess." she muttered, wishing she'd gone to bed with more on the previous night.

"Well that's no problem, I brought you a nice warm glass of milk for you!" said Blair cheerfully, holding out a large glass of milk.

"No cocoa?" asked Maka, taking the glass with one hand, the other still holding the cover up.

"Cocoa? Why would you put something like that in milk?" Blair replied, tilting her head to the side confused.

Giggling, Maka just shoot her head. After all Blair was still just a cat at her core, she wouldn't understand why people would add things to milk. Gulping it down happily she noticed something was different about the taste.

"Blair you liar, you did add something to this!"

Looking hurt, Blair raised her arms in mock defence, "Not at all! It's exactly the way it came!"

"Well then be sure to let me know where it came from next time we run out of milk, this stuff is great!" Maka said, placing the now empty bottle on her side table.

"If you really want to know, it's mine!" Blair said proudly.

"Yours? Oh I see; you must've made your own. I didn't know you knew how to do that Blair!"
Blair looked confused again, "What do you mean; I thought everybody could make their own."

"Nope, most people go to the shops to get their own. I guess living alone the way you did forced you to learn some skills a lot of people would never learn." Maka said, smiling encouragingly.

She then noticed a slight tingling sensation coming from her chest, looking down to check Maka was met with the same two underdeveloped mounds she had lived with for the last two years.

Must have just been the cotton blanket rubbing….she thought. Pushing the feeling out of her mind she looked back up, only to notice Blair watching her.

"What's wrong?"  Maka asked.

"Admiring your own boobs I see." Blair replied with a devilish grin.

"W-what!! No! I wasn't doing anything like that!" cried Maka, blushing from being caught.
"It's okay, we're friends after all! No need to hide…." reaching out Blair wrestled control of the blanket from Maka and pulled it down to her waist, "….these non-existent boobies from me!"

Crossing her arms in defiance Maka averted her gaze, "They're not non-existent…."

"Oh no, they're already a huge…" Blair's gaze locked onto the tag on Maka's side, "….double A-cup."

"Shut up! Just because you have monster tits!" snapped Maka.

"But I've got to say, I envy small girls like you!" cried Blair mockingly, "At least you can cross your arms easily, whenever I try….."

Swiftly Blair went to cross her arms as well to mimic Maka, her breasts bulging over and underneath her arms as she pressed into herself.

Holy…how soft are they! Maka thought to herself, but instead remained silent, pretending to not see what Blair was doing,

"If I want to actually cross my arms comfortably, I've got to go lower….." the pseudo-witch continued.

Letting go of herself, her breasts bounced back into shape. Lowering her arms she then hugged herself underneath her chest. This time her arms pushed her chest up and almost into her chin, and leaning forward she tried to push them into Maka's face. Still turning her head to the side and looking away, Maka couldn't hide the deep blush forming in her cheeks from the embarrassment.

Suddenly she felt a cold hand press against her right breast, causing Maka to quickly turn back to Blair. Falling for the trap, she face-planted between Blair's large breasts, still held up by Blair's left arm. Grinning, Blair looked back down and managed to cup her hand around Maka's tiny boob. Again, the tingle from before returned to Maka's attention causing her to moan slightly in surprise, the sound luckily muffled by Blair's chest.

Still focused on Maka's chest, Blair couldn't help but say, "Wow, you can actually grab something this small! I see what you meant by feeling cold however!"

Quickly Maka felt her face go red. She wasn't cold, in fact she felt quite warm. But she knew exactly what Blair meant. That last tingle she felt had left her nipples erect, and now one of them was pressing hard into Blair's hand through the thin material of her bra.
Several moments passed, and neither of the two girls made a move. Finally Maka decided to break the silence.

"Blair, could you please let go of me." she said, still speaking into the other's chest.

Jumping backwards the purple-haired woman now stood in the middle of the room, smiling happily as though nothing happened. Maka pulled the blanket back up to her next and quietly asked Blair to leave her alone to dress.

"Sure thing!" Blair said, "I'll just be in the other room making breakfast, let me know if anything changes!"

Assuring her that she would, Maka was then left in peace again, her face slowly becoming less red. Looking down again, she could still see her nipples poking through her bra.

Why won't they go down? She thought to herself, still embarrassed, I've never been this hard before, and never for so long.

Sighing, she decided she may as well get up and cover herself first. Jumping out of bed and landing lightly on her feet, she spun around to the closet on the other side of the room. Opening to closet to choose something fresh to wear, Maka was dumbstruck to find it empty.

Quickly she ran out of her room, the sound of Blair singing in the kitchen making her quicken her pace until she reached the laundry. There in the middle of the tiled floor was a washing basket, filled with all her clothes.

"Soul!" Maka raged through clenched teeth, the idiot hadn't done the washing like he was meant to last night. Quickly fishing through the large pile, she managed to find a single white shirt that looked reasonably clean, everything else however smelt horrible and looked filthy.

I guess this'll have to do… she thought sadly. At least until the rest gets washed.

Quickly pulling the shirt over her head, she dumped the basket's contents into the washing machine and turned it on, hoping the load would be finished before Soul got back. Feeling the cold air on her stomach, Maka realised that the shirt she was wearing was too small and left the skin from her belly button down to her waist bare.

"Dammit, just my luck to be stuck with a shirt too small for me." she muttered miserably. Trying to make it cover more skin she pulled at the bottom only to realise it made her still erect nipples show even more.

Giving up she just left it as it was, slowly walking out into the main room. Blair turned around from the frying pan she was working on, surprised at Maka's appearance.

"My my, I thought you said you were getting dressed!" she said teasingly.

"It's Soul's fault, he didn't do the laundry last night!" Maka cried hopelessly, sitting down at the kitchen table where some food was already setup. In front of her was a plate with bacon and eggs on it, and another glass of milk.

Hungrily stuffing all the food into her mouth, she washed it down with the milk, pausing halfway through when she noticed something.

"Hey Blair, where's the carton for this milk?" Maka asked, swallowing the food in her mouth.

"What are you talking about?" Blair said, not seeming to understand what Maka asked.

"The milk carton, you know the container where you put the milk you made in."

"Don't be silly, I just put it straight into the cup!" Blair said, returning to the food she was cooking.

"From where exactly?" Maka asked, now thinking Blair was pulling her leg.

"My titties of course." Blair replied, the pride from before returning to her voice.

"Huh?" is all Maka could say, "You mean this is…"

"My breast milk, duh!"

Spinning around Blair reached up and gave her left breast a slight squeeze, instantly causing a wet patch to form around where her nipple was. Maka was left speechless; her right arm rose slightly as though to make an objection that never came. Eventually she managed to ask why Blair got her to drink her own breast milk.

"Because it was the only way to transfer the spell of course!" Blair said, sitting down on the opposite end of the table.

"What spell?!" Maka cried, finding her voice again.

Eagerly Blair leant forward, her chest resting on the table.

"To tell you the truth Maka, it's to help you!" she said happily.

"Help me….?" Maka said, stunned by the response. Suddenly she realised the tingling from before had returned, now centred on her chest and hips.

"It's just that you're so small! And all women are meant to look like me, right? I don't know a lot about human bodies but all the magazines I've seen has women as big as me in them!" Blair continued, unaware of what Maka was now feeling.

"What magazines!?" Maka groaned, now shifting in her seat as she was unable to keep still.

"The ones your father showed me." replied Blair, innocently.

Instantly she forgot about the sensations in her body, and Maka was left shaking with anger, Dad I swear if you somehow caused this even if by accident, I will murder you!

"Looks like its starting!" Blair cheered, still under the impression she was helping.

Maka was quickly brought back to reality, the tingling now intensifying. She wasn't just feeling warm anymore, she was feeling hot. Unable to touch herself, her arms now lay limp at her sides, her body immobilized from the sensations. Closing her eyes, she slowly leant her head back and widened her legs slightly as each second she became more and more lost in the feelings.

Her chest felt as though fingers were lightly flicking across the surface of her skin, each pass causing her body to twitch in her chair. Eventually the fingers reached her hips, thighs and buttocks; playing lightly across her body. Maka could also feel those areas begin to change, her breasts starting to push out and grow heavier, her ass making her rise from her seat and her hips widening to cover more ground.

Blair only looked on enthusiastically, now singing softly again as in her mind it would reassure Maka that everything was okay.

However it was falling on deaf ears, Maka was becoming a slave to the magic rushing through her body. The unseen fingers were now pressing into her flesh, rubbing, stroking and massaging her with invisible hands. Unable to keep it in anymore, her lips parted to give way to the moans she had been holding in for so long. Her hands finding new strength, she gripped the sides of her chair as the hot sensations began to really build momentum.
She felt her breasts suddenly jump in size, the clasp of her brazier digging into her back and her cotton shirt being strained as her flesh pushed forward desperate for freedom. Below her legs were becoming much more mature, now pressed together as she tried to hold in an orgasm. Her entire being was on fire, never before had a teenager gone through such powerful ecstasy as their bodies changed so rapidly. Hitting the side of the table as another sensation rippled through her, the half full glass of milk tipped onto the ground. One of her hands then left the chair; starting to run up and down her side, feeling her growing body, unconsciously searching for a spot that'd relieve her of this ever-growing heat. Trying to cup her breasts she found she could no longer hold a single breast in the palm of her hand, the shirt's material instead stretching across her hand as the pulsing flesh underneath continued to grow rapidly. Passing down to her hips she found them to curve out insanely, never before had she even considered becoming so voluptuous. Her second hand now joined the first, both finally finding their place held up to her face, her forearms pressing into her expanding chest as if to stop the growth with strength alone.

And suddenly, it was over. Maka's back arched throwing her chest into the air, a shout of relief and passion emitting for her mouth as the transformation finally climaxed and ended.

Slumping back into her seat, the room was left silent, disturbed only by Maka's heavy breathing. Soon she was back to her normal self and it was only then did she truly realise what just happened was real and not an illusion. Like lightning she jumped to her feet, and was almost hit in the face as her breasts followed the momentum.

"B-b-big!" she stuttered, yet to find her breath.

"I'll say!" cackled Blair, obviously pleased with herself.

Maka wasn't just big, she was huge! By some miracle her shirt hadn't torn, though now it only covered her new endowments. Maka tried crossing her arms like she had in the morning and found she could no longer reach to her back, each hand barely reaching her elbows. Then she discovered she wasn't just huge but also equally sensitive. The minute she applied pressure to her tits, she almost fell to her knees, another load moan escaping her lips.

"Ohh, yeah I should mention there'll be side effects." teased Blair, "But it's not just your boobies that grew."

Instinctively Maka attempted to look down, but found all she could see now was the generous cleavage the neck of her shirt revealed, which now stretched a quarter of the way down the top of her chest. Turning around to see behind herself, Maka found out how much her ass had grown too. While nowhere near as much larger as her breasts had become, she saw that she was much rounder and shapely then before, her white underwear stretched dangerously tight across each ass cheek.

"Don't forget the hips and legs!" reminded Blair.

"How could I not…" Maka moaned again, just discovering her ass was as sensitive as her breasts.

Unable to properly see them, she went by touch alone, each hand running across her sides softly, cautiously exploring the growth. Just as before they were unbelievably curvaceous, and even her own touch caused shivers to go down her spine. Eventually they ran around her legs and reached the groin, Maka almost losing herself again.

"So what do you think!? Now you're like all the other girls!" cheered Blair, snapping Maka out of her daze.

"But Blair, not all girls look like this! Those people you saw in the magazines are fakes!" Maka said, throwing her fist to the side in frustration and almost losing her balance because of it.

"They're fakes!?" Blair cried, genuinely shocked.

"Yes! People who have either had procedures done to them or a team of 20 make-up artists! None of them are real!"

Maka looked down to the ground, again meeting her new chest instead of the usual floor.

"And now look at me, I'm huge!"

"You're not actually that big, really you should only be as big as me if not a little smaller." Blair said, smiling.

"You're joking right?" Maka said, unbelieving.

"Nope, it's because your short and I'm tall! It's all about proportions!"

"Okay then, so I just look huge."

Maka knew that Blair couldn't see what she meant, so she decided to drop it.

"Well, I'm still feeling a little hot from all that, I'm going to take a shower now and freshen up." Maka said.

"Okay! I hope you enjoy your new body!" Blair replied, still cheerfully oblivious.

Why do I feel like she doesn't believe me? Maka thought to herself. Turning around she then left for the bathroom, each step causing her breasts to sway and bounce, her thighs now rubbing against each other too. I might even have to walk differently from now on.

Entering the bathroom, she looked into the mirror and was shocked at how she appeared. God, she felt big enough, but in her reflection she was even bigger then she imagined herself. Raising a hand to her chest she felt for her nipples which were still erect, only unseen because of her extremely tight AA-cup bra holding them back. Upon touching one Maka felt another flush, blushing again.

Giggling, she couldn't help but think, maybe this isn't so bad.

Out in the kitchen however, Blair couldn't help but notice the half empty glass of milk on the table and wonder, maybe I shouldn't have given her that second glass to drink…
Yes I know it isn't the next chapter of TSB but I recently got into Soul Eater and thought I'd try a BE story with new characters. :D

Don't worry guys, the next Bleach tale is on it's way. :)

Sorry about the ending with this one too, I seem incapable of not leaving my stories open for a sequel! ^^;

Let me know what you think!
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I live with a Big Booty Bitch with a Big Black Dick
Written by: Silent Soul Ken
Summary: Janet Ferrari is a former model with a sizable rump, who now is enjoying her money and lives a singular life, what happens when a person with a sizable rump she knows comes with a sizable package?
Tags: Big/Huge ass, Futanari, Futa on Female, Penis/Balls Expansion, Big Penis, Huge balls, Non-consensual sex, Romance, language, Cum Inflation

Chapter 1
Unwanted Acquaintance

Janet Ferrari grabbed the piece of meat on sale in its wrapping looking at the price. She set it down and looked bending forward slightly to get a better view. Eventually she found a price she was willing to pay, $13.27 a steal. She set the meat with her basket of groceries. Janet was a black woman tall, thin, with long gold colored hair, average curves, save a rather big butt that she had paid to be enhanced to its monstrous size of 43 inches. A few years ago she was a model and internet sensation with her rump and black features. However when another came into the industry with an even larger rump than her own she quit the business preferring to live her royalties she had done a video and photo shoot with the other and had a slight bonding due to their similar features. However when she quitted she lost contact. She was surprised to find that said other had been arrested and put in prison. While she was concerned she ultimately put it out of her mind. It was none of her business, and besides the two weren’t friends more like acquaintances of similar features.

Now she lived on the money she made with the public, currently she was wearing a dress that could hide her enormous backend effectively. Janet went to the dairy products opening the door and grabbing a bottle of milk. She placed that in her basket and looked at it to make sure she had everything she needed. ‘Milk, meat, eggs, flour, syrup, baking soda and… crackers… all right now I need some apples.’ She went to the produce area to grab apples and any other fruit that caught her eye. She arrived at the produce and saw the various apples on display grabbed what she wanted and putting the apples in a plastic bag she headed to the front to pay for her groceries. As she walked she saw a teenager glance at her his gaze following her as she walked past. ‘Ugh fucking creep probably undressed me 3 times… pervert.’ Janet went to a cashier with the smallest possible line.

With the coming of fall and thanksgiving parents and family members were swarming in like locusts looking for food to bring home and devour. Janet thanked herself for not wanting to go on any relationships at this stage in her life. She didn’t want to deal with some mama’s boy or son with crazy traditionalists who had rods up the butt with traditions and holidays. Janet already had spent enough time with people ogling her and send her millions of e-mail calling her ‘big-booty bitch,’ ‘Trunk stuffer,’ ‘hot babe,’ etc. she just wanted to live a normal life now and one day start dating. For now she wanted to get out of the store away from anybody else that could recognize her.

She was finally up she put all her stuff on the belt letting the cashier swipe it through. The cashier, a woman, looked at Janet then turned her gaze back to the register as the final item was swiped. “$24.78,” she said lamely Janet pulled up her purse and opened it pulling out a 20 and a 5 dollar bill and handing it to the cashier who took it and typed in the amount. It whirred as it opened allowing her to put the bills inside and ejected the appropriate amount of change into the small change pool. Janet grabbed it and walked down to where the bagger had been bagging the food. She thanked him and grabbed her bags quickly exiting the building.

Janet walked to her car the bags of groceries in hand. She opened the trunk of her black Ferrari California and placed her groceries in. Closing it she went to the driver door and opened it getting into the car and sitting in she closed the door. She sighed, ‘No oglers today… thank god,’ she started the car and began to drive heading home. Janet turned on the radio as she reached the highway adjusting the radio signal. Eventually she found the radio station, pop and hip-hop playing in the car speakers. She relaxed her mind drifting to when she was doing those shoots for the rappers. So raunchy and ill-mannered, she couldn’t believe that she had done that especially since they were interested in her butt. She sighed she had wanted to get surgery to remove it but decided against it.

It would cost much more and would take a long time to get rid of everything so she focused on just living with it. She turned off the exit and headed down the street. She lived in a suburb in particular a cul-de-sac to keep away from oglers and people who knew her. True there were still a few people that knew her in here but not as many as in the city she pulled into the street and drive down heading to the cul-de-sac and pulled into circular road was parking the car driveway of her house.

Janet’s house was a yellow brick house that was single story, she had a backyard and a small front yard, and the garage door was a big white door that was opening as she pressed the button to open it. She parked her car inside the garage. Turning it off she pulled her keys out and unlocked the door pushing it open. Then she went to the control for the door pressed the close button the garage light with a special movement sensor light. The garage door closed and she grabbed her groceries, slamming her trunk close and exiting the garage through the door in the back. The lights would turn off if they were on for 5 minutes. She walked to the side door that lead straight into the kitchen of her house and with key in hand she unlocked the door and walked in.

The kitchen was a spacious white tiled area with the stove against a small wall and to the far right of it was a sink and dishwasher. She set her groceries down and went to the fridge opposite of the stove a good 10 feet behind. She opened it and looked at her food supply she raised an eyebrow in surprise. Her bread was a few slices short, and when she looked her ham was disturbed a piece dangling from its plastic container. Mayonnaise bottle was also open when it shouldn’t have been and some tomato had been ripped apart.

This set off warning lights in Janets head; she went to the phone that rested on the wall next to the sink. She pulled it and was about to dial 911 when she realized that she had no signal. ‘Fuck!’ she put the phone back and she went to her closet, opening it she grabbed her broom and pulled it out. She then took off her heels walked to the entryway of the kitchen and paused straining her ears to hear even the faintest of sounds. Nothing, so the intruder was not in the living room, she walked forward looking around, the living room had a single large plasma TV at the wall, with a presentation table top that had various statues. She walked forward then turned her head left where her bathroom and bedroom lay. She walked forward then stopped when she heard the grunting coming from her bedroom. She also saw the door was ajar and she slid forward using her stockings to quietly move forward to look at the gap.

She heard moaning now and grunting. “Fuck yes! Ohhhhh yeah!” The intruder hissed she heard skin slapping as the intruder… whacked off? But that was a females voice! Whatever was going on she needed to get them out of her house and in the hands of the cops. She put her fingers on the door and opened it quickly running to the figure on her bed. The figures head turned and lunged at her she saw a feminine build closing in rapidly she swung the broom only to find her center of gravity falling and the first thing to hit the ground was her rump.

“OW!” Janet’s rear was a massive cushion but she still felt pain. Then her back then her head, her arms were pinned down. She felt a hot breath on her neck and heard the low giggling in her ear.

“Oh yes you’re home… and your butt is as big as ever!” Janet could not understand, this voice was a woman’s yet the throbbing hard thing against her crotch was a guy’s dick!? “Mmm I’ve missed you.” She felt a lick on her cheek. The voice was familiar but… “Haven’t seen you since that gig so long ago… mmm,” A kiss on her neck, Janet tried to squirm she was feeling flustered.

‘I can’t be getting off from this… freak!’ she had to push the intruder off ‘Gotta get out and get help.’

“Mmm stop moving! Otherwise I can’t give you my 11 inches of love!” The intruder squealed, wait that squeal it couldn’t be.

“Rubi, is that you Rubi Starz?” Janet said.

“Oh yes you remembered! Good, good I’d explain what’s going on but I’ve been here for hours wanting to cum! Naughty of you to be so late my little booty whore!” Rubi said. “My balls are nearly bursting because I’ve held back every time!” Suddenly she pushed up and Janet saw Rubi. Rubi had a more rounded face compared to Janet’s however she had large curls of pink-dyed hair, as well as C-cup breasts that were swinging slightly. Her body was slightly hourglass shaped with her wide hips and enormous rump that put Janet’s to shame at a monstrous 56 inches. She could see it slightly jiggling behind as Rubi shook her hips and she saw the male organ attached just above her cunt. It was a huge cock 11 inches in length and 3 inches in width around the head she saw what looked like a ring wrapped near the head, the balls looked like overstuffed softballs and had a slightly darkened color to them.

“Yeah they’re huge huh!? Normally they’re smaller but I’ve been beating off so many times and holding it back that they kinda grew! Hurts a bit too I think guys call this blue balls or whatever the fuck, I don’t give a shit though cause I’m fucking horny as a bitch in heat!” No sooner had she said that then a beep sounded and the ring fell off. “YES!!!” She grabbed Janet’s skirt and ripped it apart with freakish strength. Her hot fingers clawed at Janet’s panties even as Janet raised her hands to intercept.

“Stop it! Leave me alone you-you freak!” Janet shouted with disgust struggled with Rubi who tried to grab the panties but failing as Janet pushed and eventually grabbed both hands but Rubi broke the grip and grabbed Janet’s hands in one. She pushed it over Janet’s head her body leaning in forcing Janet to get her face buried in Rubi’s cleavage she screamed in protest and shook her head.

“Oh yes do it more!” Janet felt disgust build in her as well as arousal. This odd situation was not good, she didn’t want to have sex with this mutated Rubi. Her panties were becoming wet as her pussy disagreed with her mind, wanting the hot hard cock to ram into her! She could feel the hot organ dripping pre-cum onto her stomach.

“Stop! Please Rubi I don’t want this!” Janet begged Rubi held up her other hand revealing a strip of her clothing in hand. Rubi stuffed it in Janet’s mouth and then reached for more of the ripped clothing Janet tried to spit out her own clothes but Rubi was quick as she wrapped the cloth around her mouth preventing her from spitting it out. Rubi tied it on and secured the knot now Janet was trying to scream which was muffled by the gag. ‘Oh god someone help me please!’ Janet tried to move but Rubi was pinning her down. She felt Rubi’s tongue lock her cheek, and her giggling chest rubbed her own. Janet moaned into her gag trying to close her legs and hide the increasing wetness of her crotch telling Rubi that she was getting immensely aroused by the action. However it seemed as if increased strength and her organ was just the prelude.

“Mmm someone smells ready, someone wants to fuck… and they want to fuck HARD!” Rubi shouted and she pulled away. Moving down her hard cock throbbing in anticipation she came to the wet cunt of Janet and she licked her lips eager. ‘Finally I get to have some pussy… oh thank you doctor!’ Rubi licked the cunt her tongue flicking the lips and lapping up the juices eagerly her dick seemed to grow even harder than ever throbbing so hard that it was painful! “Oh that’s it I gotta fuck!” Rubi grabbed Janet’s leg with one hand and the other her own throbbing organ. She rested her cock on Janet’s cunt lips and when she was sure that she was on target she pushed her hips forward. Janet screamed as she felt the cock move in inches of hot black meat invading her body. “Oh god Janet you’re cunt is so tight and hot!” Rubi said huskily. “I love it! Just like how I love you! Yes we’re gonna have so much fun from now on!” Rubi giggled like a schoolgirl who had gotten her favorite thing in the world. Rubi was thrusting now her cock sliding in and out of Janet easily. Janet moaned and whimpered pitifully as she was aroused and disgusted at the same time.

Rubi was now on top her breasts rubbing against Janet’s skin. Janet shifted her mind was conflicted between wanting to cum and wanting to kick Rubi in the nuts. Rubi gave a strong thrust grabbing Janet’s leg and holding it up fucking Janet in a side angle. Rubi was watching Janet’s butt wiggle and jiggle. So arousing and titillating that it made her cock even harder. Rubi then reached with one hand and slapped Janet’s ass.

Janet gave a squeak. “Oh yeah look at it jiggle!” Rubi crowed, she slapped again watching Janet’s ass cheeks jiggle to and fro what with the slapping and her powerful thrusts. Rubi moaned as she felt her balls rumble ready to unload their payload. “Fuck yeah Janet get ready you getting a big fat load here!” Rubi grunted. Janet shook her head, today was not a good day for her if this freak’s dick worked right then she could get pregnant!

That seemed to set her off as her body stiffened in orgasm spraying juices onto Rubi, “OH FUCK YEAH!!!” Rubi shouted and she slammed it in Janet sobbing as she felt hot cum flood into her womb pooling and expanding. Janet felt her belly start to expand slowly as Rubi kept cumming then it stopped Rubi sighed and pulled out her cock then she stood up and shuffled over Janet. “If the doc was right then oooooh yeah, look it’s working it’s working!” Janet in her teary hazed looked up. If she didn’t have her clothes on her mouth her jaw would’ve dropped open. Rubi grunted and moaned as her dick suddenly swelled larger gaining 2 inches in length and half an inch in girth, her balls also swoll becoming bigger and fatter! Janet found herself blacking out as her mind overloaded.

-1 hour later-

Janet awoke to find herself in her bed she looked around wildly nobody else was inside the room. She looked at the floor to see her clothes on the ground. She sighed and was about to pass off what she thought happened as a dream when she felt the soreness at her crotch. She then heard a snore, she froze not wanting to believe it. She looked to her left to see Rubi laying on the bed snoring. “Ah you are awake, good yes good.” Janet turned to see a man standing at the door.

“Who are you!?” She demanded not exactly liking these turn of events.

“Do not panic I’m doctor Ilenkay Psetrovich, I’m a bio geneticist.” He said in a thick Ukrainian accent, Janet wasn’t sure what it was exactly but she had a general idea and it was enough to put one and one together.

“So you’re responsible for… for turning Rubi into a freak!?” She shouted, “A freak that raped me and now impregnated me!?” She had half a mind now to beat this quack into putty.

“Please first of all she chose this, second of all hermaphrodite or futanari are not freaks they are next step in evolution ja? Finally it’s impossible for you to be pregnant her sperm are completely inactive, inert.” He said he held out his hands then clasped them together. “Miss Rubi was in jail for crime she claim she did not commit, however till they found out otherwise she be in prison for long time. So she was given a choice serve term or participate in experiment. She chose experiment.” He walked to a chair and sat down leaning back slightly his fingertips bridging each other..

“And what is this experiment exactly?” Janet hissed still not liking what was being said.

“Well we make her hermaphrodite and then we give her to someone of her choosing to care for her. She chose you so now you are responsible for her actions. Also when she has sex with some and reaches climax her dick and balls will grow bigger, it’s a system we plan incase nuclear fallout happen ja? She is prototype for future generations you see the growth will be to better ensure maximum fertilization see?” Psetrovich explained.

“So you turn her into this unnatural… freak?” Psetrovich sighed and placed his thumb and forefinger at the bridge of his nose.

“You must not have good ears, hermaphrodite is not unnatural plenty of things that are hermaphrodite in real world, lizards, frogs and other things. We just sped up natural order, in about 500 years no men or women just hermaphrodites,” He said this slowly as if he was explaining something utterly common sense to a child. It worsened Janet’s mood however.

“Ok fine whatever so if this is natural then don’t you think that her sperm can possibly one day make me pregnant? Nature finds a way right?” Janet said.

“Impossible sperm is completely inert and unable to become fertile we made sure to program that into them there’s no way that they will be able to impregnate…” There was a buzzing and he pulled out his phone and spoke in Ukrainian. He nodded his head and hung up the phone. “If you’ll excuse me I must leave I have a mess to clean up people cannot be trusted to do simple chores now, I’ll see you in a month to check up on her. Oh yes you’ll be supplemented with necessary funds for food and such have fun taking care of her!” Psetrovich said and he stood up and began to walk away.

“Wait, wait, wait you can’t just dump her on me!” Janet jumped from her bed, uncaring of her nude body, and ran after the doctor.

“I’m sorry but it’s out of hands now she requested to be transferred her specifically, oh yes first payment should be in mail now I must go please.” Psetroivch said and he was out the door. Janet was about to go out when she realized she was nude and ran back to her room to grab something but she heard an engine roar and tears screeching she pulled on a night gown and ran back only for a silver Lamborghini to drive away.

“Ah god dammit, why me?” She moaned as she stepped out of her house. She stood there then heard a wolf whistle and she turned to see one of the neighbors teenager watching her. She gave a huff of annoyance and she went to her mail and opening it grabbed a letter she then walked inside and slammed the door. “God damn government giving me chump change for watching some dickgirl fr-“ her voice trailed off as she opened the letter and saw the 500,000 dollar check. “Ok… maybe I can do this shit then…” She then heard loud grunting and she felt a chill up her spine. “Maybe… not…” She gulped.
A little story I wrote with characters based on real life characters if you can find out who they are... I'll think of something maybe the 3rd chapter can be an idea you guys pick. Anyway this is gonna be a romance fic hope you guys like it.
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A Quick Turn-On

Your jaw drops as you watch me close my eyes and smile, feeling my shirt stretch around my growing breasts. The feeling of my shirt tightening around them as they grew bigger turned me on greatly, and a moan escaped my mouth. Already my cleavage was swelling out from the collar, straining the topmost button on my shirt.

You can't take your eyes away from me as you watch my hips began to flare outward. As my cleavage billowed out from my collar, snapping the first button, my shorts clenched tightly around my thighs. My ass stretched the seat of my shorts and I moaned softly as my clothes tightened.

The second button popped off, and my G-cups jiggled happily inside my shirt. I smiled and gently pressed them together, feeling my cleavage ooze over the opening of my shirt.

I reached my hands down to my backside, feeling my butt plump up bigger into my hands. My shorts cut into my lower half enough to make it uncomfortable. I could feel my shorts beginning to slowly tear, but to speed up the process, I bent over and stuck out my butt. I felt the fabric shred apart as my butt grows, and you practically drool at the sight of it.

Your mind is in a fog as you watch me grow right before your very eyes. The sight of my cleavage jiggling and my ass swelling turns you on, and the sound of my moans filling the room gets your heart racing.

You stare deep into my cleavage, watching as the third button on my shirt pops off. My breasts gently jiggle inside and it's at that moment that you realize I don't have a bra on.

You walk up to me and I bite my lower lip as I look into your eyes. You place your arms around me, feeling my long black hair brush against your fingers. My chest swells into you, slowly pushing you back. You look down and can feel my huge melons swelling into you, and you can't help but stare deep into my cleavage almost as if you're in a trance.

Your hands explore my curves, traveling down to my ass. You can even feel how tight my red panties are getting as they stretch around my swelling ass cheeks.


The final button snaps off and now my shirt is showing off a very considerable amount of cleavage. I reach up and hold my shirt from both sides. I give you a naughty look as I slowly pull it apart, your eyes widening as my breasts swell outward as my shirt gradually rips down the center. With only a couple inches left, I give it one final tug and my shirt rips in two, allowing my massive tits to bounce before your eyes. As you stare at them, you can't help but drool over how perfect they are. My nipples are slightly erect, and you reach up with both hands and trace your thumbs over them. I shiver as your cold hands send chills up and down my spine, then softly moan as I feel your hands roam around my breasts.  

As I shrug off my ripped shirt, you squeeze my tits together in awe at how soft, warm, and huge they feel. As you fondle them, my panties squeal as my butt continues to blow up like a balloon.

My bubble butt stretches the waistband of my panties as it pushes it outward. You look over my shoulder and your eyes are amazed at how big my ass has become. You stare at the waistband as it slowly strains as my giant ass cheeks pull it apart until....


I moan as I feel my panties slide down my leg. I giggle at the look on your face, knowing that the sight of my bubble butt bursting out from my panties turned you on even more.

You reach around and firmly place your hands on my swelling butt cheeks. You grasp them in your hands, and your fingers sink into the abundant flesh as you knead and massage them with your fingers. I moan softly, pressing my gigantic tits into you. Your mind nearly explodes at how my warm and luscious breasts swell against you but also at how big my ass is as you squeeze it.

Your hands explore my naked body, traveling up to my wide hips and back to my breasts. But just before you do so, I grab your hands and playfully push you back into the bed. Laying on your back, I slowly climb onto you; you stare at my immense breasts bouncing and jiggling as I lean over. With both my legs by your sides as I sit on top of you, I lean over and smother you with my juicy breasts, pressing them against your face. You are in pure bliss as you lay there motionless feeling my soft, jiggling breasts against your face.

I then sit up and look down at you. As you look up at me, you see me rising higher into the air as my ass swells against your stomach. You try to hide how turned on you are but I easily detect it through the expression on your face.

You reach up and squeeze my breasts, and I slowly grind against you as they innocently bounce and jiggle into your hands. My ass ceaselessly balloons and pushes me higher into the air to the point that my breasts are slowly getting out of reach.

You smile up at me, adoring my bubble butt and huge tits. Looking down into your eyes, I give you a wink as I lean down and smother you once more.

The End
Haha, well, I'm sure the title explains it all ;p

I decided to write up a little mini-story, which I REALLY enjoy writing. What I do like about this is that just like a few other ones I did of this POV, ANYONE can put themselves into the story regardless of their gender. I really enjoy writing stories that allows anyone to include themselves in the story as they read it, it makes it that much better! :la:

Haha, so yup! Just a quick little story with some hourglass expansion to get you all "excited", hehe ;p

Enjoy! :) :tighthug::highfive::glomp:

Here are a few other stories I wrote in this point of view:

"Busty Aspiration": [link]

"You And I": [link]

"Teasing You": [link]
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Lindsay the new futa Goddess!

Chapter 4

Lindsay's desire!

Lindsay awoke to a bed above her, and she sat up and looked to see Gwen sitting next to her bed reading a magazine. "Oh you're awake? Well I think you deserved the rest that you got especially with what happened…" Gwen said lowering the magazine. Lindsay was confused now.

"What happened?" Lindsay asked Gwen shrugged.

"You won the challenge and didn't have to do the next challenge which was a stupid dodgeball game."

"Oh? Who won?" Gwen sighed.

"The other team… Though we got rid of that Noah guy… So it's not all bad…" Gwen said. Lindsay nodded, then she looked under the blanket, and saw that her skirt was still on.

"Say uh… Gwen if you don't mind… I… would like to be alone for a while…" Lindsay said. Gwen nodded, and stood up and walked out the door closing it. Lindsay pulled the blankets over her, and pulled down her skirt and panties to see her male half of herself. She was surprised to see that it had grown bigger than before. It was now 3 inches long and maybe an inch in a half in diameter her balls she now noticed were also bigger, now the size of chicken eggs. "Wow I wonder if that dream made them bigger…" Lindsay said, then she pulled her skirt and panties back on and pulled herself from the blankets. She then stood up and stretched, she felt different, a vitality that she never had before which was saying something since she was a cheerful person to begin with. But now she had no worries she felt like she could take on the world if she wanted to.

`Of course you could you have me with you…' A sweet sensuous voice said Lindsay froze.

"G-Goddess?" She asked, nervous.

`But of course Lindsay who else did you think it was?' The goddess said teasingly.

"I'm guessing that me sleeping helped you get into my mind?" Lindsay asked warily.

`BINGO! I think I might of made you too smart! It also helped me modify your body a bit more. It's easier to do that when you're sleeping you know!' The goddess said happily. Lindsay sighed.

"I guess that I got bigger boy parts is also because of you right?" Lindsay asked.

`Mmmm… maybe the dick but not your balls you made them like that yourself!' The goddess answered, Lindsay paled.

"How did I do that?" Lindsay asked.

`Oh come on haven't you been doing something a lot lately?' The goddess teased, Lindsay furrowed her brow thinking, then it came to her. She had been masturbating A lot.

"So you're telling me that every time I play with my boy parts that my balls grow?" Lindsay asked.

`Not exactly when you cum then they grow because they overfill for the next batch it was only a slight overfill but thanks to me it's gonna be a bit more noticeable! Hee hee hee!' The goddess was pleased with her work, Lindsay however wasn't.

"What are you giggling about what if they see me! I can't go out looking like a freak!" Lindsay shouted.

`Oooh all right! I'll cast a spell on them so they don't notice the changes!' The goddess huffed, Lindsay blinked.

"Really? How does it work?" She asked grabbing onto the news with eagerness.

`All you need to do is look them in the eye… all right? Then they'll not really bother with noticing you that much… I should also say this only works on guys… if you want girls to not notice you, you have to give them a kiss! Got it?' The goddess said Lindsay who was looking excited looked skeptical now.

"Why do I have to give a girl a kiss?" Lindsay asked.

`Simple most girls hate getting kissed by another girl… however if you find a girl that likes getting kissed by another girl well then… she'll be highly attracted to you instead!' The goddess said, Lindsay rolled her eyes.

"Yeah right like that's gonna happen!" Lindsay said and she looked at the door to see Beth standing there the short girl staring through the door at Lindsay. Lindsay paled, how long had Beth been standing there!? "B-Beth!" She gasped. Beth smiled slightly and waved, Lindsay waved back then Beth opened the door and walked inside.

"Hey Lindsay we heard you shout and they sent me to find out what's up… Were you talking to somebody?" Beth asked flashing her braced teeth.

"Huh? Uh no! Just um… talking to myself! I was um trying to brace myself for the next challenge!" Lindsay said, she felt a drop of sweat racing down the back of her neck.

"Oh! I get it! Well don't worry the next challenge is a talent contest!" Beth said smiling even wider, Lindsay blinked.

"Talent contest?" she asked.

"Yeah talent contest you know when people display some talents that they have and the most impressive talent wins that type of thing?" Beth said raising an eyebrow at Lindsay, Lindsay nodded hurriedly.

"Oh right, right! Sorry it's just hard to remember for me sometimes." Lindsay said, Beth seemed to except this and she turned to walk away then Lindsay remembering what the goddess said, cried out. "H-Hey Beth!" Beth stopped walking and turned to look at Lindsay.

"What?" She asked, Lindsay was nervous now, unfortunately the goddess didn't tell her where to kiss a girl but she had to assume on the lips for now. She beckoned Beth to come closer, Beth did. When she was inches away so that Lindsay's breasts were nearly in Beth's face Lindsay bent down grabbed Beth's cheek with one hand and kissed Beth on the lips. Beth's eyes widened in surprise however she made no sound when Lindsay pulled away. "Lindsay!?" She gasped, she stared at Lindsay shocked by this. Beth took a step back.

`Is it working?' Lindsay prayed that it did, Beth stood there staring at Lindsay then she pounced on Lindsay. Lindsay taken aback by this fell back as Beth pretty much bowled her over. Beth had pressed her lips against Lindsay's again for another kiss this one filled with incredible lustful energy. Lindsay could feel her cock twitching beneath her, `No! Oh dammit! Don't tell me that Beth's a lesbo!' Lindsay thought. It was then that she heard laughing in her mind.

`Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! I told you to be careful and no she's not a lesbo she's bi!' A voice said.

`Goddess? Don't tell me you knew!' The goddess laughed again.

`I didn't know until you kissed her! Oops did I forget to mention once you kiss somebody you can read their thoughts it's a perk to being a goddess.' The goddess said Lindsay fumed angrily but stopped when she felt Beth pull back and begin to kiss her neck.

"Ooooh your so beautiful Lindsay! Every time I go to bed I think about you and if you would pay attention to a goofy girl like me I prayed that you would! Now I know for sure you're the girl for me!" Beth said as she began to plant kisses down Lindsay's neck proceeding down to Lindsay's ample chest. Lindsay was enjoying the attention that Beth was giving her.

`NO this is wrong! I gotta stop her somehow!' Lindsay thought desperately but the more she tried to fight her new feelings the more pleasurable they became eventually her body began to respond as she too began to kiss Beth's freckled skin. Her mind began to drift, who cared about what the other's thought, she felt her cock grow harder, lengthening beneath her skirt she felt Beth's hands slide underneath her shirt and begin to caress her breasts through her lacey bra. Who cared about the damn challenges… the challenge! This snapped into Lindsay's mind and she pushed Beth off of her. "Beth stop it!" Lindsay said firmly Beth looked surprised by the sudden firmness in Lindsay's voice. "We have to go to the challenge! If we don't people will get suspicious." Beth frowned.

"I don't care! Just make love to me!" Beth snapped now looking angry. Lindsay raised a hand between the two.

"Look! I promise that I'll make love to you later but for now let's just drop this and get to the challenge!" Beth sat there frowning then she sighed.

"Fine! But I'll hold you to it!" Beth said and she got off of Lindsay and walked off. Lindsay lay there on the ground, thinking about what had just happened.

`You know even though she isn't much of a looker she would bear nice healthy children too.' Lindsay scowled and said.

"Just shut up…" Her answer was a giggle.

--Later on—

Lindsay was sitting on the front porch of the girls dorm looking up at the moon then she heard the door open and she heard footsteps. She looked to see Gwen walking toward her she smiled. "Hey Gwen," Gwen smiled.

"Hey… How's it going?" Gwen asked.

"Okay I guess." Lindsay said shrugging. "Wasn't it cool though? Harolds beat boxing?" Gwen nodded in agreement. Harold had surprised everybody by showing his rather mad beat boxing skills impressing everybody greatly. Gwen looked at Lindsay for a minute.

"Hey, are you okay?" Gwen asked, Lindsay looked at Gwen nervous.

"What do you mean?" She asked, had Beth told her what happened?

"I dunno how to explain it but something is different about you…" Lindsay felt a drop of sweat slide down her face. Gwen stared at her hard then she shrugged, "Maybe it's my imagination." Gwen said, Lindsay mentally sighed. She then heard the door open and she looked to see Beth standing there. Beth was glaring at Gwen, "Hey Beth, what's going on."

"Not much I just was gonna out for a walk with Lindsay…" Beth said, "Would you excuse us?" Beth said icily. Gwen shrugged then she got up and went back into the dorm. Beth watched her go then she walked to Lindsay and grabbed Lindsay by her arm and began to drag her forward Lindsay following Beth, as Beth lead them through the forest past trees and bushes when they were a considerable distance away Beth stopped turned and slapped Lindsay. Lindsay surprised felt her head jerk slightly as the slap hit her hard she clutched her cheek.

"B-Beth!" Lindsay said, then she felt Beth grab her head and pull her into a rough kiss. Lindsay squirmed and pulled away from Beth she was about to say something when she saw Beth's eye's they were sad and were wet with tears.

"I know I'm not pretty like Heather or Gwen but you kissed me! It means that you should only look at me! Not those… those… sluts!" Beth said she looked pitiful in fact Lindsay felt a little sorry for Beth. She then knew what she had to do, She grabbed her top and pulled it off her breasts bounced and jiggled when the top came off.

"Hey Beth take off your glasses I don't want to break them." Beth looked confused but did as she was told.

"Why what's up?" Lindsay smirked.

"You'll find out in a bit I got a special surprise for you." Lindsay said her breasts swaying side to side as she walked forward. She then wrapped the top around Beth's eye's and tied it on tight making sure it was secured properly so that it wouldn't slip Beth gulped and sweat began to appear on her face.

"Lindsay? I'm scared." Beth said Lindsay smiled and kissed Beth again.

"Shhh just relax you won't even feel a thing, well maybe you will but it will feel good later, I promise" Lindsay said in a husky voice. She could feel her arousal growing and her cock twitched and began to grow erect in response. She could feel it jump up slightly with her heartbeat and the cock grew harder and longer. She slid off her skirt and panties in one swift move, she sighed as her cock pulsed and throbbed in the cool night air it stood angrily up its skin red with blood. She stroked the hard flesh with a finger and her body jerked slightly in response particularly when she stroked the head. She felt so in control and so powerful it was almost intoxicating, her nine inch cock pulsing with life. She then reached down and rubbed her balls feeling their weight and she gave them a slight squeeze. She then looked at Beth who was standing there her head turning this way and that. "Beth lay on your back and spread your legs."

"What?" Beth said.

"Just. Do it!" Lindsay commanded, Beth winced and did as she was told Lindsay looked up at the moon. `Gotta hurry before the other's notice!' She thought and she grabbed Beth's pant legs and pulled them down enough so that all that Beth was wearing was just her panties. Lindsay licked her lips and reached forward and began rubbing the panties paying attention to Beth's crotch and butt. Beth reacted by giving a slight moan.

"Oh! That feels good!" She said, Lindsay smiled then she grabbed the panties and pulled them down. She leaned forward and saw the small yet slightly wet slit that was Beth's pussy. Lindsay inhaled the scent and her cock began to leak pre, throbbing painfully and bouncing against her stomach the pre smearing against her skin. She then began to lick the slit enjoying the salty taste of Beth's cunt, Beth moaned louder and her hips began to buck and thrust up. Lindsay licked and she stopped when she felt Beth's body begin to tremble. "My body! So stiff! Feels like… I'm gonna explode!" Beth grunted. Lindsay knew that she had driven Beth close to an orgasm, Lindsay smiled and she began to rub her cock against Beth's wet slit feeling the pussy juice soaking up on her cock lubricating it. She then lined her body up for maximum penetration and she began to push forward she did it slowly carefully so as to not send Beth into an orgasm. True Lindsay didn't know much of sex and even though she had sex with a goddess in her dream it was still lacking but she had enough sense to go slow and be careful as it could be painful for Beth at first. She then felt resistance and she looked to see she had at least 4 more inches to go. She then leaned forward and kissed Beth roughly pushing against the girl and she pulled her hips back then forward with all of her strength. She broke through the resistance with ease and she felt her cock hit something again and push that apart too. She felt Beth's mouth vibrate as she screamed into the kiss however Lindsay kept pushing forward. Then Lindsay pulled away and Beth had tears sliding down her face. "It hurts! It hurts!" She said Lindsay put a finger on Beth's lips.

"Hush my love this is only the beginning it hurts at first but it'll go away later I promise." Lindsay said. Beth gulped and nodded, Lindsay stayed that way letting the pain subside in Beth then she began pumping her cock in and out of Beth. She started off slow and soft to get a rhythm then when she had found it she began to increase the speed and strength of her thrusts soon her hips and balls were slapping hard against Beth's bottom. Beth's hands were clawing at the ground her body jerking and writhing. She was moaning and grunting.

"God! I don't know what you're doing but it feels so good!" Beth shouted, it wasn't long till Lindsay felt her balls clench up and her muscles begin to seize up!

"Uh! God! I'm cumming!" Lindsay shouted and she gave a final thrust and her cock bulged as it began to pump cum into Beth's waiting womb filling it with her hot sticky seed. Lindsay clenched her teeth, her head tilted back, her eyes closed and her muscles were stiff to her the orgasm felt as if it lasted an hour, in truth it took a minute and a half. When she felt her cock finally stop pumping out cum she opened her eyes and lowered her head panting. She then looked at Beth, Beth was also panting her arms soaked in sweat her shirt also soaked with sweat. Lindsay pulled her cock out which was shrinking back to its current 3 inches, her balls however swelled up with cum becoming larger than before. She looked and saw them visibly swell up then they stopped they were definitely bigger than before and it was definitely noticeable. She then pulled back on her panties and skirt wincing slightly as her panties forced her balls up and rubbed them uncomfortably. She looked at Beth's cunt which was dripping with white cum, Lindsay leaned forward and licked the dripping cum and she rolled it around in her tongue it had a strange taste to it not unpleasant just strange. She swallowed and pulled Beth's pants and underwear back up and she untied the makeshift blindfold she had made put her top back on. Beth was panting and her eyes had a faraway look. It was then that words came to Lindsay's mouth, words she had no control over yet she knew she had to say. "Beth you are my first but you will not be my last, however know this you will have my eternal love, now come and bear my seed, bear my children raise them to be beautiful and strong." Lindsay said. She blinked then she touched her mouth surprised. `What in the world did I say?' However she could not recall her words. She shrugged and grabbed Beth and her glasses. "Hey Beth? You okay?" Beth's eyes turned to Lindsay's face.

"Thank you…" She breathed and she grabbed her glasses and wobbling slightly she stood up and walked off. Lindsay following behind, however unnoticed by both of them a bush rustled and a figure appeared the figure was covered by darkness.

"So… they do exist but how? I… must find out…" The figure said then they vanished back into the bushes.
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Chapter 3
Lindsay and the Goddess

Lindsay walked back to the dining room in time to see today's breakfast, a hamburger at least that's what she thought until it began to move in a sickening way. She immediately lost her appetite and found Heather to be staring at the hamburger as well. Lindsay didn't know why but she found Heather to be very sexy looking almost sexy looking to- She shook her head in time to prevent the thought from entering her mind. She sat down next to Heather. "Can you believe the filth they're serving us? This is just purely disgusting." Heather said, Lindsay nodded. It was then that Chris called them outside to tell them their next challenge. "All right people your challenge is an `Awake-a-Thon' the challenge is simple the last member of whoever team to stay awake for however long is the winner of the challenge so just stay awake! Good luck!" Chris said and with that he walked off. Lindsay sighed thankful for the challenge appointed to them. She had a feeling she wouldn't be going to sleep anytime soon anyway not with her new friend.

-2 days later-

Lindsay was nodding off, Beth and Heather had already gone to sleep, so had a few other contestant's but Lindsay was determined to stay awake for two reasons. 1, she didn't want to see that fertility goddess in her dream again, 2 she was scared of what else her mind could dream of.

-Next day-

Lindsay's eye's hurt and her eyelids were extremely heavy, she wanted so much to close them and to sink into the oblivion known as sleep but she remained vigilant. She didn't even care about the challenge anymore all she cared about was staying awake. So it came to her as a surprise when she found out that she had won the game for the team. She blinked in surprise as the other member's congratulated her then she fell forward her mind drifting into sleep.

--Lindsay's dream—

"Liiiiiindsaaayyyy!" A singsong voice said. Lindsay groaned and turned to find the form of the fertility goddess, perhaps it was because Lindsay was tired but the woman looked bigger than before, a lot bigger particularly her sexual organs. "Oh don't look you'll make me blush!" The woman said teasingly. Lindsay shook her head and looked at the goddess' face.

"What are you doing to me!? Stop changing me! In fact get out of my body or my mind or wherever you are!" Lindsay shouted. The goddess tutted and wagged a finger.

"Temper, temper! I'm just making your body… better than before and as for me leaving your body… well let's just say I like it here! It's gonna be fun being you especially when I make you fuck that Heather chick." The goddess licked her lips at this. Lindsay's jaw dropped, and she took steps back.

"H-H-Heather!?" She gasped.

"Oh yes Heather! She looks so absolutely ripe and fuckable don't you agree? Look at that ass and that waist! Ooh it makes my cock twitch! I just want to fuck her like no tomorrow! Mmm… and imagine the young she would bear!" The goddess said hugging her huge breasts and twisting around. Lindsay watched her cock and balls flail about slapping against her leg then a word penetrated her brain.

"YOUNG!?" She shrieked.

"Yes! Young! The best part of being a fertility goddess is the ability to breed! With every sex with every race! Male, Female, Black, White, Asian it make's no difference just as long as somebody has a big belly with babies!" Lindsay stared horrified at this goddess.

"You're crazy I'm only 18 there's no way I can-!"

"Oh yes you can and you will!" The goddess said, "Even if I must make you do it! You will have sex with Heather!" She took a step forward, "Even if I must show you how great sex is myself!" The goddess grabbed her monster cock and began stroking it. Lindsay knew what was going to happen and she turned and tried to run but she found her legs to be unresponsive. "Hmhmhm… This is my world little girl… I say when you run or not! You are going to stay here and watch as I fuck you out of your little mind!" The goddess said, as the cock began to pulse and twitch as enormous amounts of blood began to fill it up. Lindsay watched in horror as the monster thickened and lengthened, becoming larger with every passing second. The thing would tear her in half if it ever got inside of her.

"Now, now I'm not gonna kill you there's no fun in that! What's really fun is giving someone the fucking of their life! In fact… I'll let you fuck me first just so you know how good it feels!" The giant cocked woman said she sat down and she made a few gestures in the air and the cock vanished. Lindsay blinked then she nearly fell forward as a weight suddenly appeared down below. She looked to see a smaller yet still monstrous version of her cock on her. Her balls were huge like beach balls but they weighed a hell of a lot more, and her cock was 24 inches long and probably 12 inches thick. She had to grab the thing with both hands just to heft it up it was so huge! The goddess smiled and spread her legs it looked a little strange since Lindsay was used to seeing her with the giant cock blocking the view of the goddess' vagina. However Lindsay could see that it was sopping wet, and the lips seemed to beckon to her. Lindsay stared at the thing. "Come on now! It's not gonna bite!" The goddess giggled. Lindsay looked up at the goddess then she walked forward with a bit of difficulty. Her balls were so huge that they actually scraped against the ground further exciting her senses and further sending more blood to her cock making it stiffer. When she reached the giant woman's dripping cunt her cock was fully erect. She hefted the great cock and began rubbing the monster head against the walls of the giant cunt. Her senses were going crazy at even this light stimulation. "Oooooh that feels good… Now… plunge your cock inside of me fuck me good and hard!" The goddess said sensuously. Lindsay who was panting now, nodded dimly registering the goddess' words. She put the head of the cock against the large lips of the goddess pushing forward slightly, however due to her restricted form she couldn't push it all the way. The goddess realizing this raised a hand and pointed her finger at Lindsay. A bolt of white light hit Lindsay and she felt her thin body began to expand with powerful and lean muscles. Lindsay could also feel her body growing slightly larger, she then felt her strength growing as she grabbed her cock with a newfound confidence and strength and grabbing the giant woman's pussy lips she pulled herself forward. The giant cock speared its way into the woman's cunt with ease barely meeting resistance. The goddess shivered slightly and moaned as the cock continued its way into her pussy which seemed endless. Then Lindsay felt her cock come to a halt as it bumped something. She looked to see she still had at least 10 inches to go. She looked up at the goddess to see that the goddess was drooling slightly her eye's rolled up to her head. "Oooooh god! You're so deep!' The goddess then reached forward and grabbed Lindsay and she shoved Lindsay forward with so much force that the rest of her cock entered the goddess and Lindsay also partially entered the goddess. Whatever it was that her cock had bumped into it was now in it. "Gooood! It's been ages since I felt this! A big, fat, juicy cock right in my womb!!" The goddess cried. She then pulled Lindsay out and pushed her back Lindsay's body swayed back and forth as the goddess repeated this action using Lindsay as a giant fleshy living dildo. Lindsay however could care less as her cock was clenched so tightly by the walls of the goddess' cunt. Lindsay was in utter bliss, the feeling of so much warmth and the tightness she was feeling was soooooo good! She then felt her balls rumble with cum and her muscles tightened.

"Huah! I'm! I'm cumming!" Lindsay shouted and she felt the goddess' body shudder too as the goddess was also orgasming. She felt the gush of pussy juice hit her like a tidal wave as the goddess orgasmed onto her. Then she felt her cock grow rigid and felt it spew out cum inside the goddess. The goddess rubbed her belly where she felt the warm cum entering in her womb. Lindsay felt as if her orgasm would never end with the sheer amount of cum she was pouring into the goddess however she felt her cum now cumming in spurts then it finally ceased. She gasped her eye's focusing on nothing. It had felt so good to cum especially inside of a woman. Maybe… just maybe she would fuck Heather.
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Lindsay the new futa Goddes
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Lindsay and the Statue

Lindsay was excited to arrive at the island and excited at a chance of being on TV. Lindsay was tall, with long blonde hair, large D cup breasts, and a slim perfect body. She also had an IQ that was dumber than even a slug's, and because of this she was your stereotypical dumb blonde, all looks no brains. However that was going to change by her coming to this Island, this Island that kept a deadly and erotic secret. She was with 21 others, she being the dumby she was couldn't keep track with all the names. The only names that stuck with her was… oddly enough… the females. Gwen, Izzy, Courtney, Leshawna, Eva, Katie, Sadie, Bridget, Heather and finally Beth. She talked with a few of these girls and quickly got to know and like them. Leshwna was a large black girl with a spunky attitude and a loud voice. Eva was a strong, silent girl who mostly was lifting a single dumb-bell. Izzy was… out there to say the least, very much out there. Beth was a friendly girl with braces and glasses who seemed to look up to the other girls. Katie and Sadie were… well BFFFL's and they seemed rather committed to that title. Gwen was your typical goth girl, quiet, soft-spoken and generally wanted to be left alone. Courtney was a team player but also a bit of a bossy person. Heather, well… what else was there to say about Heather? That didn't mean that Lindsay didn't like her but due to her lacking intellect she couldn't really see the girl as a potential enemy. Later on, Chris Maclean the host of this show, began by greeting the competitors and telling them about their time their and separated everybody into their individual teams.

"All right! We have the Killer Bass on one end and the Screaming Gopher's on the other end now we go to our first elimination round!" This drew many confused looks from the contestants. It was then that Chris began explaining about the elimination rounds, that would take place every night and that tonight was the first night. "So since this is our first night we'll do a by vote elimination round. You guy's basically say the name of whoever it is you want eliminated and if that person get's enough votes it's down to the dock of shame!" Chris said gleefully pointing to the dock where a single boat lay. Lindsay wasn't sure what happened next. All she did know was some guy… named Ezekiel or something like that was eliminated due to a comment he had made. Then they were told to go to their cabins. Lindsay grabbed her stuff and headed off with the rest of her teammates toward the cabin. She set her stuff down next to her bed and stretched.

"Wow, to think I'm gonna be on TV tomorrow I'm so excited!" Lindsay said, in fact she was so excited that she went outside to look at the night sky. She stood outside looking up at the sky. She sighed then she turned ready to head back into the cabin when she saw a strange glow, coming from a bush. Curiosity getting the better of her Lindsay walked off to find the glow. She pushed through bushes and branches eventually coming to a small clearing. She looked around awed by the sight then she the glow in the center of the clearing. She walked forward, and the glow faded revealing it to a statue, but a statue like she had never seen before. It was a large green statue roughly around the size of a Barbie doll. However the thing that made the statue strange was that even though it was shaped like a woman it had a large penis and balls dangling between the woman's legs. Indeed the male half of the statue was so large it looked a little ridiculous. Lindsay however being the dumb blonde she was thought it was funny looking and she grabbed the statue. She held it up to the moon admiring how it looked she then heard somebody call for her. "Coming!" She shouted and she hurried back with the statue in her hand. When she got back to the cabin Gwen was standing.

"Hey where did you go? It's dangerous out there." Gwen said, then she stopped herself. "Not that I care or-or anything!" She said hurriedly Lindsay shrugged.

"It's all right! Besides I found something really funny!" She said and she held up the statue to show Gwen. Gwen looked at the statue.

"What the? What the hell is it?" She asked, Lindsay shrugged.

"I dunno! But isn't it funny?" She said smiling, Gwen shook her head.

"No to be honest it's disturbing put it back where you found it!" Gwen said.

"Oh come on! How bad is it to have something like this?" Lindsay asked, Gwen looked at her then shrugged.

"Yeah I guess you're right… But put it someplace where nobody else will see it okay?" Gwen said. Lindsay nodded and went with Gwen into the room thankfully everybody else was focused on something else or asleep to notice Gwen and Lindsay. Lindsay went and stuck the statue under the bed and got into her bed ready to sleep. Gwen watched Lindsay for a second then she too went to bed. As the night progressed the other's soon fell asleep and at the height of the night the statue began to glow with it's strange green light. The light then began to flow up and to Lindsay, as a strange mist expelled from the statue and the mist floated up and covered Lindsay's body then it began flowing into her open mouth and into her crotch then the statue stopped glowing.

Lindsay turned and twisted in her bed… she was having a strange dream, a woman had appeared, looking very much like the statue that Lindsay had picked up. The woman was incredibly beautiful, with tanned skin, large breasts and the largest pair of cock and balls that Lindsay had ever seen the thing had to be at least 3 feet in length! And it was only flaccid! The balls looked like flesh colored boulders. The woman also had long red hair that flowed out from behind. The woman smiled, and spoke in a gentle mysterious voice. "Hello Lindsay…" Lindsay blinked at this.

"Huh? How do you? Know my name?" The woman chuckled.

"It's best to know the name of my new vessel…" The woman said.

"Vessel? What's that?" The woman smiled at this.

"Hmm your intelligence is a bit lacking but I'll change that very soon… A vessel is something that carries something usually moving it from one place to another. But in your case a vessel is something that eventually becomes what it's carrying in your case a Goddess." Lindsay oh'd then she blinked.

"A goddess?" She asked, her information on the said word sorely lacking.

"Yes, you're carrying me! A fertility goddess!" The woman said. She folded her arms over her sizable chest. "You will become the fertility goddess and help spread my influence throughout the island and then the world!" Lindsay listened to this a little confused.

"Um… What's a fertility goddess." The woman sighed then she walked up to Lindsay and grabbed her head with her giant hand. Lindsay screamed then she felt information begin rushing to her head. She felt as if her brain was going to explode from too much information then the woman released her. Lindsay shook her head her brain now sore.

"Now do you understand…" Lindsay nodded and looked up at the woman with a new found fear and respect.

"What're gonna do to me?" She asked the woman put a finger on her chin then she smiled.

"Well first things first I'm gonna change you into a more `ideal' body!" The woman said and with that she vanished!
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Katie and Makayla were two students, and they walked home together ever since middle school. They lived right nearby, and just so happened to be best friends. Katie was a brunette, short hair, medium height, with piercing blue eyes and a flat chest. Makayla, on the other hand, was tall- almost 6 foot -had long, flowing blonde hair, and sizable breasts-about C-cups. As they traveled home, Katie noticed something on the ground.

It was a dark blue diamond-shaped stone, attached to a silver chain. It looked almost new, aside from some dirt that got on it from the ground.

“Hey, check it out!” Katie reached down and picked up the necklace.

“Woah...its nice.” Makayla looked at it closely, brushing off the dirt. “Should probably wash it before you wear it. Katie shrugged.

“Gotta shower anyway.” She  wrapped it around her neck and hooked the clasp together. “Ah! Fits perfect!”

“Looks nice on you too.” Katie smiled.

'Thanks.” They continued their way home, not noticing the faint blue glow the gem let off...


Makayla and Katie both studied intently for the test that was coming for them the next day. “God, its gonna be a killer.” Makayla sighed as she looked through the review.

“No kidding.” Katie shifted a bit. She could have swore she felt some kind of tingling in her chest since they had left school, but she brushed it aside and focused on her work. They continued to write, study, and read, until the feeling Katie had took a sudden jump into being quite pleasurable. “Unnhhh...”

“What?” Makayla questioned.

“I dunno....I feel...weird.” The sensation spiked again and again, becoming more and more unbearable until Katie as squinting in pleasure. “Oooohhh...” Katie couldn't control her moans, as much as she wanted to. Suddenly, she felt as if her breasts were being pumped with hot water, suddenly plumping up like two water balloons. They swelled, her nipples getting erect and becoming apparent in her light blue tank-top. The pleasure was at its peak now, and Katie and Makayla both noticed the changes in Katie's figure.

“Oh God!” Katie quickly grabbed them, feeling them expand in her hands. They were incredibly sensitive, and lured a few more moans out of her when she grabbed them. “What is going on?”

“Woah!” Makayla had jumped up and away from Katie, shocked by her metamorphosis. “How are you doing that? Did you down your-”

“I'm not doing this Makayla!” They had grown to C-cups now, perky oranges, and they continued, getting bigger than her friend. Soon they were D's, then DD's in no time flat, her shirt stretching upwards at her belly downwards at her neck, revealing her burgeoning cleavage. They looked about the size of grapefruits, and were headed for the diameter of DVDs. “Ohhh...make it stop! How is this even...” Suddenly, she looked down at the pendant, which was glowing bright blue. “The necklace!” She tried to unhook it, but her bosom got in the way. Every time her elbows nudged her bosom, which were now well into EE cups, she went limp with the now extreme pleasure coursing through her body. They had begun to reach Melon size, nice ripe honeydews, and she was beginning to panic. “Makayla! Help! Get it off!” Through her hesitation and confusion, Makayla pulled herself together and rushed to Katie, prying at the necklace.

“Its stuck!” Makayla lamented in growing fear.

“Try harder! Break it if you have to, I want it off of me!” Katie's breasts had reached G—cups, her shirt beginning to restrict them, pushing them closer together and causing flesh to ooze out of her collar. Katie winced, the pressure beginning to get to her, but it only added to then immense pleasure she was experiencing. “Mmmmm...please Makayla...uhhnnn...” Her shirt was becoming a midriff, riding all the way up her chest and showing off her pale belly. Makayla wrenched at the necklace, tugging on it in any way she could, until finally, it gave weigh. Katie sighed, the feeling gone. But she looked at her boobs, now enormous.

“Oh man...” She lifted them, squeezed, every grope had a small prick of pleasure. “They feel nice though, so...that's something I guess. Thanks Makayla.” Katie turned to face Makayla, whose boobs had grown to twice their size, around E-cups, the size of party balloons. Katie had been so busy testing her new boobs, she hadn't noticed Makayla's pleasured moans or yelps for assistance.

“ feels sooo gooood...” Makayla smiled and fondled her breasts, rubbing them up and down. They lunged forward, her bra giving weight and putting excess stress on her tank top, which was now seeing its final days as well. They were near H-cups now, and Makayla started to worry. “Katie...get it off...”

“What, and have it latch onto me?” Katie quickly rushed to the door. “No thank you.” Makayla tried to reach over, but her knees buckled from the pure ecstasy flowing through her body. Katie was gone, and Makayla was left heaving with breasts that were borderline J-cup. Dinner plate diameter.

“Wow...nothing I, I guess. Better just – oh! - enjoy the ride.” And Makayla laid there as the charm filled her breasts out, more and more as every second passed. Her shirt tearing to nothing more than mere pieces, revealing her soft breast flesh and taut nipples. She spiraled her fingers around them, gasping and moaning in desperate and intense pleasure. She rubbed against the wall, horny as hell and having no way of letting out rather than rub her breasts up and down, the only way she knew how at this very moment. She rubbed her back more and more, her hands covering every point of her ballooning boobs that she could get to, until suddenly, the feeling stopped. Makayla looked at her lap.

There, in her sprawled out legs, sat the necklace, the latch somehow let loose. Makayla let out a sigh of relief, then bounced her almost beach ball sized breasts in awe. “I...need to get rid of this thing. For good.”

Another one from the vault! MAN there's a lot of stories in there! O.o Again, this was written way back when i first started out, so it isn't as good as my other stuff, but oh well, still a fun little story. Short as hell too, doesn't mean bad I suppose ;P

Hope you all enjoy it as much as I did writing it! :D

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Angela roamed the aisles of the drug store, getting some of the vitamins her mother sent her out to get.

“Okay, so...we got Vitamin D...” She read off the list to her friend Melissa, who joined her for the trip. “Folic Acid...Fish Oil...”

“Jeez, your mom is obsessed with these things, isn't she?” Melissa laughed a bit as she picked up some Vitamin A and tossed it in the basket. “How does she stomach all of these?” Angela shrugged.

“Eh, I think it keeps her healthy. At least it makes her THINK she's healthy. That's good enough, I suppose.” Angela gave a quick smirk.

Angela stood at roughly 5' 6 and had long, flowing brown hair. She had inherited chestnut eyes and a tan complexion from her mother. Her tan complemented both her face and her cleavage, which was practically popping out of her low cut top, the flesh pouring out of the u-shaped neckline. This was one of Angela's favorite things about herself: her DD breasts. Even with a plus sized figure, she could still flaunt these babies like no one's business and she did that quite often with pride.

Melissa, on the other hand, was roughly the same height, but thin as a rail. With not an ounce of fat or mass anywhere on her body, she seemed to be almost the opposite of Angela in terms of physique. Her raven black hair cut a straight edge down her back and almost graced her backside, and her lightning green eyes almost pierced anyone who dared to look in them.

Both of them continued to find the various vitamins, minerals, and supplements scattered all across the store, when a particular drug caught Angela's eye.

“NEW! SLIM MAX! Try it today for instant results! Get your perfect size as fast you want it with Slim Max!”

Angela approached it slowly, then took a bottle from the display and read the back, then shook her head and put it back. She looked over at Melissa, who was buying their purchase with the cash Angela had gotten from her mom. She looked back at the bottle, and noticed something strange: No nutritional facts. No ingredients. The only thing on the side was a warning: 'Only one pill necessary. DO NOT TAKE MORE THAN ONE'.

'Rather vague, aren't we?' Angela thought. She began to ponder a bit. She didn't need this. She was happy with herself, plus sized or not. She wasn't obese. She wasn't at all that large. But every day in the supermarket where she worked, she saw magazine after magazine, tabloid after tabloid telling her she wasn't as thin as she needed to be, as slim as she could be, and if she wasn't thin, she wasn't attractive. She fought those thoughts down, but they rose from time to time.

This was one of those times.

“Hey Melissa, I'll meet you in the car, k?” She called over to her friend. Melissa nodded and finished checking out, then left.  Angela continued to stare at the bottle for a few seconds. She rattled it, hearing only one pill inside the tiny red container. She shrugged.

'Couldn't hurt to try.'


Angela kept staring at the bottle in her hands. She passed it back and forth, studying the label over and over.

“Do I really want this? Does it even work? Did I just waste $20?” Too many questions were running through her head. She fought through it all and popped the bottle open, quickly tipping it to her mouth and swallowing the pill whole, coughing a bit. “Why didn't I drink anything with that?” She questioned, feeling a bit silly. She waited a second, wanting to see the so called “Instant Results”. But nothing happened. She waited for a good five minutes with nothing occurring.

It was getting late so she decided to pack it in, putting on her night shirt and falling into a deep sleep.

Little did she know, things were changing as she slept...

The next morning, Melissa's eyes groggily opened as she crawled out of bed. She stretched her legs to the floor, sitting at the edge of her bed, when she noticed that she felt...rather light. Rubbing the sleep out of her eyes, she managed to look down at herself, and as soon as she did her eyes shot open. She darted to the bathroom and turned on the light to see a thin version of herself standing in the mirror. She smiled broadly.

“No...fucking...WAY!” She jumped up and down in excitement, spinning and looking around at herself. “I'm as skinny as Melissa, I think.” Her smile faltered a bit, noticing something a bit bittersweet: her boobs had vanished. Without a trace. She was as flat as a board now. She shook her head and smiled again. “Whatever. Guys don't want boobs. They want thin girls...” She kept eying herself, and began to get dressed for the day. She couldn't get her mind off of her last thought.



Angela met up with Melissa at the mall, wanting to show her the miracle that had occurred. As soon as Melissa caught a glance of Angela from across the food court, her jaw dropped. She squinted, looked around her, in disbelief that it could possibly her. But when Angela sat at the table, there was no denying it.

“Oh my GOD!” Melissa marveled at Angela's new slim figure.

“I know, right?”

“How...I mean, what...” Melissa was at a loss for words.

“Remember when we were at the drug store yesterday?” Melissa nodded, then it hit her.

“Oh, you got a diet pill?” Angela nodded. “And it worked THAT fast?” She nodded again. “Jeez. You lost like...50 pounds at once.”

“HEY! It was only, like...35...” Melissa laughed and leaned back in her chair.

“ does it feel to be thin?” Angela began to answer, but was suddenly distracted by a handsome guy. Someone she had never seen, just a stranger at the food court. But he looked so...

Melissa looked around at him. She turned back to see Angela's starry-eyed expression. She smirked.

He turned towards Angela, and she suddenly went red. She looked at the table, then glanced back up to see him walking towards her.

“Oh, God, he's coming over here.” She whispered excitedly to Melissa. As he walked, Angela could feel her nerves getting more and more wound up, only to fall apart as soon as he passed and went to the table behind her, where a blonde chick with huge boobs sat. They looked as large as Angela's used to be. Angela frowned, then stood from the table.

“Let's go, Melissa. I don't wanna be here right now.”


Melissa and Angela returned to the drug store, looking to get more supplements for Angela's mother.

“What could we have possibly forgotten?” Angela laughed, throwing the various pill bottles into the hand basket. Suddenly, another display caught her eye. Made by the same exact people that had made the diet pill.

“NEW! MAX BUST! Get a fuller, rounder, better bust with Max Bust!”

Angela eyed it, seeing that the bottle was much bigger than the diet pill, and had many more pills, along with actual instructions on the side.

“Use only as directed: Ingest one pill by mouth weekly. Do not exceed that amount. Do this for one month and you will see your bust go up by at least one cup size.” Angela grinned and put it into the basket without a second thought.

She drove Melissa home, then drove herself home, with the pills in hand. She dropped off the vitamins to her mother, got a quick thank you, then went to her room.

“Alright. I've got the figure. Now all I need is the boobs to top it all off. Then I can get guys...they'll be all over me...” She stared at the bottle, and began thinking. “But...what if it isn't my body? What if...the only reason I can't get because I'm not comfortable with myself?”

She paused a second.

“Nah, its the boobs.” She took a pill and swallowed it with a swig of water. “So, a month, huh? No problem. I can wait that long.” So, she continued the process. Once a week for four weeks, she consumed a pill. But after the month had ended, she saw no results. Not even a bulge. “Hmm...maybe I just need a bit more...after all, I've got a bunch of pills...” She began to take one every day for a week, for about two weeks, then two a day for a week, until she was all out of pills. Nothing happened. She waited a week with no results.

Until one day, not too long after, she began to have a stomach ache. It was minor, but got severe after a while, and it kept her in bed from work. She writhed a bit, clutching her stomach in pain, and whined as she felt a sort of bubbling and simmering deep inside her.

But all of a sudden, it stopped. She lied there for a second, looking down at herself, her loose nightshirt was all she was wearing, that and a pair of panties. She propped herself up against her headboard, curious as to why the pain had stopped so abruptly. This was answered by a sudden heat in her chest, which struck her so suddenly that it caught her by surprise, making her stick her chest far forwards, then recoiling.

She began to pant, the heat rising more and more, burning her chest more and more, until it began to cool just slightly, becoming a sort of warm, tingly sensation.

“What's happening to me?” She asked as she heard a strange sound emanate from her body. She looked down and gasped. Her boobs were growing. Right in front of her eyes, the flat shape of her body had developed two very small but distinct hills rising like dough in an oven. She smiled broadly, then laughed. “Oh, yes! Yes, yes, ye-” She was cut off by the tingling sensation getting abruptly more intense, the tingling becoming a wave of pleasure. She shot up, her eyes rolling back in her head as she started to moan deeply. “Woah, this...t-this is...i-is...” She couldn't collect her thoughts as her chest reached the size of tennis balls, the night shirt she wore becoming more and more taunt.

She pulsed her body back and forth, gripping the side of her bed in passion as she moaned and sighed loudly, crouching forward a bit as her breasts reached somewhere around C-cups. She was writhing once more, not in pain, but in pleasure. The night shirt was riding up her body, climbing up past her legs and covering more and more of her growing breast flesh. They had soon reached their old size, good ol' DDs, and she felt the sensations melt away, her moans trailing and her body calming. She stood and went to the bathroom, presenting herself in the mirror, the night shirt drawn up to reveal her pink panties, the shirt barely past her navel. She smiled broadly.

“That's more like it.”


“Beep. Beep. Beep” The tone was monotonous and she heard it every day as she scanned item after item through the register. Angela placed them in their respective bags, hitting the proper buttons on the register and totaling the purchase.

“Comes up to $46.87”. She told the old man in front of her. He seemed to be in a daze, though, fixated upon Angela's now stretched shirt, the apron not hiding any bit of her figure. She sighed, this being the fifth time it happened today. “Sir? Sir!” She waved him back into consciousness. He shook his head in embarrassment, payed, then quickly left, getting one last glance before he went out the door. Angela sighed again.

“Geez...figures these would be a bit of a bother here...” Business was slow at the store today, so she had time to think and stop, look around, and spruce up her work area. She began to fix up the gum and candy next to her register when she felt something...odd. Her apron felt a bit tighter than it had a little while ago. She tugged at the strings a bit, thinking that she just wasn't used to her physique. But it was unmistakably tight. And it just seemed to be getting tighter. She looked down and brought her hand to her mouth in shock. It wasn’t just her apron. It was her shirt.

Her boobs were growing again. She darted to the restroom in a panic, trying not to look too distressed but quick stepping before anyone could notice. She got into the restroom and automatically pulled at the apron, but the knot was too tight. She couldn't get it undone. As the strings dug thought her shirt and into her skin, she let out a whimper of pain, mixed with pleasure as she felt the numbing and sensual heat glowing in her boobs. She suppressed her moans, not wanting to be heard now.

The apron strings continued to tighten and dig as she pried at the knot. They were getting massive, at least EE cups by now, her uniform shirt beginning to tear a bit at the seams, since she had gotten a smaller one for her new physique, not expecting to get massive boobs so soon. She couldn't see the tears hidden by the apron, but the strings suddenly ripped off, her boobs flopping forward and causing all sorts of popped seams for the white dress shirt. She was going red as she watched her boobs reach F territory, getting almost as big as her head. They began to slow down a bit, stopping before her shirt was shredded.

She decided to get out of there while she still could, and call her boss when she got home and tell them that she was incredibly ill. She drove home, staring down at her boobs as she drove, the AC in her car making her nipples begin to bore holes through the already tattered shirt. She promptly shut it off. As soon as she got home, she texted Melissa about her predicament, and told her to come to her place immediately. She sat there, her boobs so massive she could hardly believe it. She didn't want THESE. They were fine as they were. At DDs.

'I guess that's what I get for not using it corre-OOF!” She felt another spike hit her, her bosom now pouring into the Swiss cheese-style shirt, her flesh bulging ever more out of the holes, and new holes being made as well. It stopped relatively quick, only for her to have G sized boobs.

'Hurry, Melissa. I need someone to help...somehow...” She suddenly got a text. She moved her hands from her boobs to her phone, seeing it was a text from Melissa and promptly opening it.

'Let me in.”

Angela rushed to the door, swinging it open, only to see Melissa standing there and immediately go slack jawed.

'OK, you gotta stop experimenting with your body.”

“I know, I know...but what am I supposed to do? They keep...ugh...growing.” She felt another push against her fleeting shirt, two holes becoming one in places.

“Alright lemme in. Close the door.” they went over to Angela's room, Melissa carrying a box of some kind.

“What's that?”

“Well, when you told me about your dilemma, I figured it was some kind of...milk production thing. I mean, how else would they be growing?” Angela nodded in realization and approval. “ mom has this special recipe for milk tea. If made correctly it'll make your milk glands stop producing.” Angela smiled.

“That's perfect!”

“But...if I DON'T make it correctly, it...kinda does the opposite.” Angela's smile quickly faded.

“Oh, um...”

“Still...its better than nothing. The quicker we do it, the smaller they'll stay.” Angela nodded, willing to take the risk. Melissa cooked up the tea, making it as quickly as she could, then pouring Angela a cup.

“Wait..” Angela paused. “...would you...try for me?” Melissa looked at her in surprise.

“I, uh...”

“Please? If it works on you, you'll be ok, right? You'll just get a bit bigger. With me, it'll...” Melissa looked at her skeptically. She was hesitant to do it, but saw the state her friend was in and shrugged.

“Alright, then...” She took a swig from the cup. “Not like I have much to lose, huh?” She giggled. They waited. And waited. And waited for about five minutes when Angela began to feel the sensation hit her again.

“! It must be fine!” She quickly took the cup and downed the rest of the tea. She waited for it to take effect, glaring at her slowly tingling boobs. As she stared, she began to hear a soft moan.

It wasn't hers.

She looked up to see Melissa groping herself, massaging her developing chest.

“NO!” Angela shouted as she felt the already pleasant sensation and slow growth build quickly, her chest vaulting forward and splitting her work shirt into pieces. Melissa cooed in both pleasure and worry as her boobs reached B-Cup size, about tennis balls, seeing her black tank-top rise above her navel as the neckline descended to her burgeoning cleavage.

“Woah...who knew it would actually work. mom told me about it, but...ooohh...I never believed her. Thought it was just-AH!-a s-s-story...” She could barely make it through her sentence.

“But I thought it was supposed to do the OPPOSITE, Melissa!”

“It was! I tried to brew it correctly, but I...messed up, I guess.” She said as Angela's shirt finally burst to pieces under the rapid growth of her boobs, their mass becoming that of melons, their form firm but their complexion soft. They flew forwards, causing Angela to tip onto her chest, the sudden smack to the ground sending an explosion of euphoria throughout her system.

“OOOOHHH!” She sporadically yelled passionately.

“Oopsie...” Melissa said, referring to her previous comment, not very sorry at all. She loved her billowing bosom, now well into C cups and still pressing on, her tank top revealing more and more cleavage as it drew down her chest. It also displayed her pale, flat stomach.

Angela lay on the floor, panting and moaning as her breasts became as big as beach balls, the flesh mounting her up higher and higher. It soon slowed, stopping at around MM cups, as Melissa's soon did as well, having a nice pair of DDs.

Melissa laughed, then stood. “I'm gonna go make some more of that tea. You want some?”

As promised, here's my spur-of-the-moment tale, Bust Max! This recounts the times and troubles of Angela, who struggles with body image and confidence, deciding to take drugs to do something about it. Little does she know, she has no idea what she's getting herself into...

Took me a while to finally get around to it, but its all finished. I like how it turned out, and I hope you all enjoy it as well! :D
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“Whew that was a close one...” Aisha said as she entered her tent. She set her treasures on the desk and dusted herself off. “Can't believe I made it outta that one alive. The whole thing caved in. Managed to get three of them, though...” She began to examine the three tablets splayed across the table, all written in ancient Egyptian. “Let's see, its WAY too hot in here. Gotta get outta this stuff...” Aisha quickly peeled off her tan Khakis and heavy denim jacket, revealing a white tank top with a sports bra underneath, and tight, black yoga pants.  “That's better. Now then...” She continued to speak to herself, as she did quite frequently.

Aisha had a slender figure, being tan and average in height. Her hair was chopped short, out of fear of getting it caught in some kind of booby trap in the caves. Being an archeologist for ancient Egyptian artifacts was no easy job. But she had hit the jackpot! Three ancient tablets, almost in mint condition. When she had found them, they were surrounded by busty idols, seemingly bowing to them. She made a note of that in her journal and continued to examine the artifacts.

Aisha could speak the hieroglyphics aloud, but when it came to actually knowing what they meant, that was another story. She had always had problems reading a foreign language, but could speak it easily, no matter how complex. Almost any language, even Japanese or Russian. Hieroglyphics were no exception. She decided to mutter aloud one of the tablets to herself as she shuffled through her things. Finally, she pulled out her translator book, and began to pore over the conversions from word to word.

Her breasts began to itch, most likely from the heat. She gave them a slight scratch and continued to translate word after word. She shifted in place, the tent being small, but private. No one really knew of this place, but she could call for help if she ever needed it. All she had with her were basic food supplies, a bed, and a desk and chair, a long mirror, and her translator. She grew a bit stiff and decided to get up and stretch a bit.

She walked to the mirror and studied herself. She took off her glasses and rubbed them a bit with her shirt, removing some dust. She itched her boobs again, the heat starting to get to them once more, and stood there and peered at her body. She had a great body: thin, breasts about C-cup, and a round, attentive backside. She had always liked her body just the way it was, and thought that if she ever gotten any bigger, her breasts or her rear, it might sacrifice her integrity as an archeologist. Whether or not that was true was up for debate, but she didn't want to risk it.

She sat back down and began to translate, finding words like “curse”, “read” and strangely “breasts”. She was getting more perturbed at every word she figured out, until she finally completed the message. She thought it to herself:

“Whomever reads the curse aloud will have their breasts grow in size.” Her auburn eyes widened as she scratched her boobs. “All that must be done is to rub one's breasts three times. To make them stop, read tablet 3.” She stopped mid-scratch. A look of fear fell across her face.

“, these don't, right? No, no of course not.” She felt the itchiness of her mams slowly evolve into a prickle, then a tingle. “How many times did I scratch them?” She stood from her chair and went to the mirror. She could feel them slowly filling, her tennis ball sized breasts were puffing ever so slowly against her sports bra. “No. No, no, nonononononNONONO!” She began to panic a bit, the creases across her shirt tightening and becoming slowly more taut. “Oh God....what did I do? What do I do now?” She thought for a second as her breasts became more and more tingly, and reached further and further out. Aisha glanced down to read it again.

“That's it! Tablet three! I just have to read it and it'll stop!” She picked up the other two tablets and looked back and forth between the two of them. “But...which is which?” She faltered a bit, feeling her chest begin to get heavier with each passing moment. “I gotta just...guess!” She set one down and read the one in her hand aloud. She waited. But the sensation didn't stop, and the swelling progressed, straining her sports bra and making all the creases on her tank top. “Crap, its gotta be the other...oh...OHHH...OH GOD, WHAT?” She looked in the mirror at a side angle and saw that her butt had began to swell with her breasts. Just as slowly, but with an obvious growing mass as her bust, which had now expanded to somewhere around grapefruits.

“This isn't happening...this CAN'T be happening...” She held her inflating assets in her hands, to feel only a rush of  pleasure shoot through her whole body in a wave. She moaned quietly, letting the feeling wash over her. She smiled coyly, allowing her mind to drift for a bit. Only to quickly remove her hands and shake her head. “Aisha, you're a professional! Get it together.” She looked over and decided to translate the the second tablet she had just used. She bent over the desk, not daring to sit, and she felt her butt slowly gain mass, soon the size of two volleyballs (she took a quick peek around her shoulder at the mirror as she translated).

It became harder and harder to write as her breasts swelled  between her busy arms. They began to push up through her tank top, her cleavage becoming more and more prominent, the already impressive line down her shirt gaining more and more distance north. She tried to stay calm as her breasts had reached the size of softballs. Finally, she had finished the translation, reading:

“Whomever reads this curse after the first will have their posterior expand in size. To stop this, read tablet 3.” It was then that Aisha looked in the corner and saw a “2” inscribed in this corner, then a “1” in the first. She quickly took hold of the last tablet.

“You MUST be the one! You're all that's left!” She read it aloud and waited for the process to stop. To her dismay, it seemed to only pick up the pace, growing larger faster. Her sports bra began to strain, the fabric creaking and stretching along her building flesh. Her butt also seemed to be causing problems for her stretch pants, but the yoga leggings held strong around her now basketball sized cheeks. “C'mon! This has to work! Maybe it needs one more read...” She read the inscription again, to no avail, as her breasts and behind just seemed to flare out more, gaining more and more speed. The sports bra began to snap in places, until it had finally gave weigh to the colossal flesh mounds, letting them flop forward, now roughly the size of her head. Her tank top had risen above her tan, thin stomach as it covered her now rapidly ballooning assets.

“NO! Work with me here...” She read it again, now more with just pure hope, only to feel another surge of speed in her growth, her breasts gaining an inch very few seconds. They felt more and more sensitive by the moment. She dropped the tablet on the desk. “This is just...unnhhh...insanity. This HAS to be the one. I mean...isn't it?” She began to translate it, as daunting as the flow of flesh into both sides of her was to her psyche. Finally, she had figured it out, and almost began hitting herself when she read it:

“Whomever reads this slab will suffer quicker effects from slabs one and two. Read slab three to stop the curse”.

She looked in a corner.

And saw the number 4.

She threw the tablet across the tent. She paced the room, her breasts now the size of honeydew melons, her butt so impossibly huge, and worried and struggled in her mind.

“What am I gonna do?” She spoke softly to herself. “ I mean...unh! one will take me seriously in the archeology department looking like this. I'm a total freak now!.” She held them and watched her cleavage spill out of the top of her shirt, the fabric straining as little holes ripped on the sides, letting out little bits of flesh. “But...” She continued to think as she slowly smiled. “I mean...this is some discovery! A curse that can grow your boobs? And I can prove it... I am proof!.” Her smile turned into a big grin as her butt began to peek out of the top of her yoga pants. Her shirt began to tear in the middle, revealing more and more cleavage. “I'll be rich! I'll never have to work again!” She began to rub them, welcoming the sensations that poured through as she dug into her boobs with her fingers. “And all the men...they won't be able to keep their hands off me! Yeah...” Her tongue hung out as her shirt burst open, letting her titanic ta-tas leap forward and jiggle back and forth. She rubbed them more, keeping a constant massage of passion running though her body. She collapsed onto the floor, her breasts the size of pumpkins, and her butt rivaling that size as well.

“I could TOTALLY get used to these.”

Aisha discovers three ancient slabs, each with some unexpected powers. Will she be able to control what happens? Or does she even want to?

This was a spur-of-the-moment sort of thing. I saw a beautiful woman at work and just began thinking. This story just...happened. I don't do Hourglass Expansions as much, so this might be a bit rough, but I hope you enjoy it just the same. :D
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Mel had been lugging around her new G-cup breasts through school for about a week now. She had tried to use a serum that would've allowed her to exchange boobs with her friend Leah, but that had backfired. But she had seen her physician and gotten more of the magic medicine that she needed. And she was planning on using it ASAP. But who to use it on? She didn't want to stick them on anyone who didn't want them, but that mentality was starting to wane a bit as the week drew on. She was getting impatient, tired of all the stares she got, the back pain, bumping into something with every turn. Sure, she could have any guy she wanted. But she didn't want to get them like this.

One day, Mel was hanging out with her friend Meghan. Meghan was a tall woman with an athletic build. Breasts at about a B-cup, pale green eyes, and cropped, curly brown hair. They sat  outside at lunch between classes, when the topic of boobs came up (as it did quite frequently these days for Mel).

“Yours really...blew up?” Meghan said rather awkwardly. Mel nodded.

“Yeah. Just overnight. I mean, they built up to it I guess, but really, this one growth kinda just...happened and left me with these.” Meghan shook her head in disbelief.

'That's why I'm glad mine stopped when they did. I'd hate to carry those things around.” She looked at Mel. “Sorry.”

“No, that's ok. I agree, anyway.” She laughed a bit nervously. Meghan stood to go to the trash can, a bit far from where they were sitting. Mel then noticed Meghan's metallic water bottle. She picked it up, shook it to hear very little liquid remaining in it. She then reached in her pocket. She had been carrying around the switch medication with her in hopes that she'd be able to use it at the right moment.

Now as that moment.

She swiftly took out the serum, downed a third, then poured one more third into the bottle, and replaced the cap. She then took the vial and chucked it down a nearby storm drain. She smiled devilishly, then saw Meghan walking back and straightened up a bit. Meghan smiled at her, then took the bottle and downed the rest of her water.

“Gotta go refill this” Meghan shook the bottle in front of her. The bell for class then rang. “Meet up with you later?” Mel nodded then stood carefully, knowing good things would happen soon. Meghan left to the restroom to fill up the bottle when she felt something strange. As she filled the bottle up in the restroom, a warm prickle began to emanate in her chest, growing stronger and stronger within her. She let out a light moan, inaudible to anyone, then looked at herself immediately after.

“Uhh...what the hell?” She asked herself quietly, only to feel the warmth growing more and more intense, the tickle feeling like a million light, tiny needle pokes across the surface of her boobs. This feeling then combined with the feeling of flesh rubbing against cloth. It then connected with her mind what was happening. “OH-OH MY-WHAT?”

Meghan rushed into a stall and locked it shut as her boobs rose in size slowly, vaulting out from her ribs. She breathed in heavy from panic, her eyes wide and awe-struck as her once apple-sized endowments reached grapefruit diameter. She was holding her palms against the walls of the stall in fear, her breath both panicked and aroused by what she was feeling, her green tank top slowly climbing up her torso.

“Um-ok, this needs to stop!” She thrust her hands from the walls to her boobs-only to immediately regret it. The slight prickle became an immediate rush of euphoria that caused her to collapse onto the toilet behind her. She kept her hands on her ballooning chest, now at around DD cups, the feeling starting to dull, but still coursed through her breasts. “Ohh...oh no...what if they get as big as...?” A sudden thought struck fear into Meghan, forcing her to look down her ever-shrinking neckline, the v-neck deepening and revealing more and more of her  increasing cleavage.

They soon slowed, then stopped completely, at just about G-cups. As big as Mel used to be. She exited the stall and looked in the bathroom mirror, having good enough fortune to still be alone.

“Shit, they're huge!” Meghan pouted as she lifted and dropped her massive mammeries over and over, letting them bob up and down, testing their heavy weight. She groaned. “What am I gonna do now?”


Mel walked the halls with a smile, her gigantic boobs shrunken down to a mere B-cups. Relieved of all the shoulder and back aches, the aggravating looks from passer-byes (although she did get a look or two of confusion). Soon, she bumped into Meghan. She acted surprised to see her, while Meghan had a look of genuine shock.

“Woah, what happened?” Mel asked in disbelief.

“What happened to me? Where did your giant tits go?” Mel shrugged.

“I dunno, I guess I just...I worked out and stuff like my physician told me to. This morning I woke up and they were...” She presented them a bit with her hands. “Like this.” She smiled. Meghan nodded, but couldn't help but think something was up. But she just shrugged.

“Wow. Congrats. I'm gonna get to class.” She waved and left, still adjusting to the girth of her new bra-free boobs (she couldn't find a single one in her size when she went shopping the other day). She was self-conscious about them. Not only did they bounce and sway no matter how lightly she walked, even though it was moderately warm in the halls at her school, her nipples jutted out noticeably through her incredibly tight t-shirt, one that was once baggy on her when she had her old boobs. Now it was almost a tube top. As she headed to class, Meghan bumped into Mel's younger brother, Ashton. An awkward, finicky freshamn, his eyes widened at the sight of Meghan's gifts. An idea suddenly hit Meghan.

“Hey Ashton...?” Meghan said almost flirtingly.

“Y-y-yes?” Ashton managed to cough out.

“Do you know the name of the physician your sister went to see?”

'Uh...yeah, she's...she's...she's the family-um-physician. Up at the local w-w-walk-in. Dr...uh....Dr. Habern, yeah.” He tried to keep his eyes up as he slowly turned red.

“Thanks, Ashton.” Meghan smiled broadly and let her boobs lightly brush Ashton's head as she passed by. Ashton nearly fainted, his legs wobbly, trying to hide the actions occurring on the lower regions of his pants. He watched walk away her as a river of drool poured from his mouth


Dr. Habern entered, taking one glance at Meghan and sighing.

“Lemme guess: You don't want those?” Meghan nodded.

“I heard you gave my friend Mel some advice on how to make them smaller. I was wondering if you could tell me too?”

“Well...” Habern paused. “It wasn't exactly was...a medication...”

“Really? Coulda swore she said advice...” Meghan reflected, then shook her head. “Whatever. I'll take the medicine.”

“Oh, is HIGHLY experim-”

“I don't care. You can explain.” Habern paused, the let out a big sigh.

“It...when two women drink it, it causes them to...well...switch breast sizes-”

“WHAT?” Meghan yelled, then almost immediately put the pieces together. “That bitch! She must've used that on me!” Meghan hesitated, then a smile slowly crossed her face. “I'd like to have some of that, please.”


Mel sat at the lunchroom, still enjoying the boobs she stole from Meghan, slowly getting used to them, when the very person she took them from walked to her table. She wore a tight pink shirt that should've covered her whole torso, but instead barely covered her boobs. Mel, meanwhile, wore a tight gray t-shirt and some black jeans. Meghan held a soda can, and took a seat next to Mel. Feeling tempted, Mel decided to ask her.

“How are those going?” She asked almost tauntingly. Meghan sighed.

“Still getting used to them. They are really heavy.” She groaned. “I don't know how you stood them for a week. I've barely made three days.” Mel nodded.

“Yeah, I know. It was tough.” Meghan shrugged, then held her soda can to Mel. It was nearly empty.

“Want the rest of this?” Mel nodded.

“Sure.” She took it and swallowed the liquid inside in two gulps.

“Y'know, I went to a physician...” Meghan said slowly. Mel's heart skipped a beat, but she kept up the charade.

“Yeah? What did they say?”

“She told me there was no way to fix them...” Mel sighed in relief a little “...except for this medication. I'm sure you've heard of it. Like you used on me. Like I just used on you.” As soon as Meghan finished her sentence, she felt a cooling sensation sweep her engorged grapefruits as they slowly deflated to their old B-cup size. Mel, on the other hand, felt the opposite sensation, her boobs gradually warming up, her shirt already rising up past her belly button, revealing her pale, thin stomach.

“No! It's not fair!” She said as she crossed her arms over her chest, hoping no one in the lunchroom would see them expand. “Why do I have to have these?”

“Because they're yours, you little bitch. And if you ever try that shit on me again, don't think I won't force feed that stuff down your throat!” Meghan pulled out her phone and made an alarm sound, drawing the attention of everyone around. “Have fun, giganta-boob!” She smiled mockingly then walked away, her pink shirt now loose on her normal body. Mel, however, had an audience for her breast-enlargement occurrence. Many eyes peered over as the flesh from her boobs peeked from the top of her shirt, her crossed arms letting them swell up further, almost touching her chin. She was afraid to let them go. But she knew it was no use.

She let her arms fall and her boobs flopped forward, snapping her bra almost immediately and making the threads in her shirt cry out for mercy. Her now E-cup breasts pressed hard against her  her stretching shirt, as all the guys in the room went wide eyed and started pulling out their phones. Mel stood and ran as well as she could for the exit, the bouncing causing her shirt to tear in the front, an eye shaped hole forming in the very face of her boobs, letting cleavage spill out. She frowned, and grasped them as they reached G-cup status.

“Dammit. This isn't working...” She immediately took her hands off them, letting out a moan and stopping where she stood. She closed her eyes and swayed and place, then shook her head and collected herself.

“What the...were they always this sensitive?”

A continuation of the struggle of Mel. She continues to try and reduce her breast size by switching them with another woman, this time being Meghan. Attempting to use a prescribed serum, she does her best to keep her breasts small. But does she ever succeed?

The second of a four part series I plan on putting up. Hope you all enjoy! :D

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Alexis awoke to the loud buzzing of her alarm. She groggily turned her head to the culprit, her clock blinking 6:00. Today was the first day of her internship at the St. Bishop's Medical and Experimental Practices Facility. She slapped her alarm clock several times until it finally decided to shut off, and she slowly made her way out of bed. She quickly took a shower, then returned to her bedroom to get her outfit together. She tied her long brown hair up in a ponytail, then got her glasses on. She then put on her scrubs and went back to the bedroom to put the finishing touches on her attire. Alexis was half Caucasian, half Hispanic. She was medium in height, had quite the attractive face, and didnt have much to show in terms of assets, both with her breasts and her butt. Her breasts came up to about B-Cups, and she was satisfied with them. She wasn't a fan of big boobs, or women who had them. Every time she met a woman with huge knockers, she always felt like they thought they were so much better than her. She had finally finished getting ready, and she was out the door and to her car.

Alexis entered the building and went up to the front desk to the receptionist. The woman had pale skin, sunken eyes, and was quite thin. She seemed very sickly, barely able to hold the phone she had up to her ear. She rolled her eyes up to Alexis.

"Oh. Uh...yes?" Her voice was weak.

"Um...I'm here for the internship?" Alexis said, a bit worried about the frail young woman who sat before her.

"Oh, you must be the new tes-I mean...intern, right?" Alexis gave her a skeptical look, but just brushed it off and chuckled.

"Uh, yeah that's kinda what I said I was here for." The woman nodded and hit a button on the phone.

"Nurse Holly, the new intern's here. She's waiting in the lobby." She hit another button, then looked at Alexis. "She'll be right with you." Alexis nodded, then sat and waited. Soon, the nurse walked in, and Alexis could tell she wasn't going to like her, and for one reason only: her boobs were enormous. DD at the least. She was tall, leggy, with blonde hair and very attracrive facial features. Even her scrubs managed to flaunt her amazing body. The receptionist pointed over to Alexis, and Holly went over. Alexis stood and offered her hand politely.

"Nurse Holly? It's Alexis." Holly smiled and shook her hand.

"Nice to meet you, Alexis. Ready for a tour before you begin all the official stuff?" Alexis nodded, and they began their way through the facility. The first room they entered was a patient's. It was a middle aged man with very long hair, glassy eyes, and a blank stare. He seemed very hefty. "This is Charles. He has mild Dimentia, and we're seeing if we can manage it on some level. Isn't that right, Mr. Shmidt?" All that Charles replied with was a slight "murr", and a line of drool slid down his cheek. "Good, good! You're making progress, Mr. Shmidt. just hang in there." Alexis watched her go through standard procedures, then they exited to to explore other territories. The restrooms, the break room, other patients rooms, almost the whole building.

Eventually, they came across a door with "Authorized Personnel Only. Do Not Enter" written on it in bold, red letters.

"Hey Holly, what's in this room?" Alexis asked, pointing at the mysterious door. Holly looked over, gave a bit of a startled look, then went over.

"Oh, its...just experimental machinery. Very dangerous stuff. Gotta keep out unless you have clearence, got it?" Alexsis nodded, and they continued forward. But Alexis couldnt help but glance back, her curiosity very intense to see what lied behind that door. The day concluded with the signing of paperwork, wavers, security information that she hadnt filled out from the initial sign up. All the while, she couldnt get that mysterious room out her mind...

Finally, the day had concluded, and she was finally rid of Holly. Though she was nice, she couldnt stand being around a woman with a chest that big. As she went to the exit, she came across the restricted door, and she hesitated. She turned to it and looked into the little window. It was so dark in the room, she could only see figures, no real objects. Suddenly, something moved. She leapt back, and hid behind the wall of a hall close by. She peeked around and saw two men in lab coats walk out. She could hear bits of their conversation as they walked away.

"...finally complete. Wait until they see this. We'll be..." Alexis looked over and saw that the door was slowly shutting. She made sure the two men were a good distance away, then she quickly leapt through the doorway. Inside was hardly anything. A very cramped room with a dim blue light, and the source of said light: A tall, strange looking machine. It was cylindrical, with a doorway inside, almost like a time machine or a teleportaition device. this was what came to Alexis' mind, and she was suddenly very excited. She went into it, closed the door, and studied the device. All that was inside were two knobs: One that gave the options "A-G", the other that gave the numbers "28-50".

'Hmm...' Alexis thought to herself. 'Must be coordinates or something. I dont wanna end up in Japan or something...if this really is a Teleporter of some kind. I mean, its gotta be. I think...maybe its just a tanning booth X-Ray machine. I'm probably just being silly. But, still...the controls are different. Letters and numbers? There's nothing like that on either of those...well, only one way to find out...' She switched the letter to 'E' and the number to '44' and hit the button in the center. There was a sudden blue flash, a humming, a whirring, a lot of noise, then, suddenly...nothing. It powered down, Alexis still in the same place, with no tan or any x-rays taken. 'Hmph. Thought so. Whatever.' She opened the door and stepped out, leaving the room ever so sneakily, and making her way out of the facility and on her way home.

She never noticed the machine say: "Thank you for using this Breast Modification Unit. Have a nice day."

Alexis awoke once more to the sound of her alarm. She stood, went through the regular routine, and headed for the door. As she went to it, she felt a strange warmth in her chest, like a faint tingling or something. She shrugged it off and headed to her car, and drove back up to St. Bishop's.

She entered, then prepared her clothes in the dressing room at the facility. Like Holly mentioned to her yesterday, if she wanted to get a taste of working there, she would also have to dress there as well. As she began to put on her shirt, she felt something hit her. She was dazed a but, her breath taken right out of her. The tingling was getting stronger every minute, it seemed. She tried to ignore it and she bent over to get her shirt. Luckily, she was the only one in the dressing room at the time. She got on hands and knees to see where she had dropped it. As she scanned the ground, the sensation built and pulsed in her breasts, so much so that her hands buckled. She landed flat on the floor, her breathing becoming more and more labored.

"What's happening to me?" She asked herself softly "What is this feeling?" As she got to her knees, she felt her bra tighten. She looked down in confusion, which quickly became shock, as she saw her breasts expanding! They were swelling slowly, her cleavage now full and popping out of her brassiere. She couldnt believe what was happening. Her boobs were actualy growing right out of her bra! She stood the best she could. The bra was getting tight, digging into her shoulders as her breasts had reached at least C-cups. "Oh God! Are they...growing?" She quickly rushed to the restroom section, over to a mirror, only to see them pulsing and pressing her bra outwards. The bra was unbearably tight. She reached back to unhook it, but before she had a chance, the straps snapped, the bra falling right off by itself. Her boobs flopped out free onto her chest, and she gawked at them. They were a good high C-cup, possibly even D at this point. "No way..." Alexis was worried. She never wanted boobs like this. She had always been content with her flat chested ways. These were the size of softballs, but they seemed to have stopped, the sensation leaving her body.

She sighed, then went to pick up her shirt. "I don't know whats going on, but...I don't like it one bit." She put on her shirt and went to begin her intern shift. She went up to Holly, hoping she wouldnt notice her changes. "Hey Holly. What's my mission today?" Holly turned to look at her. As soon as her eyes laid on Alexis, they widened. Alexis cringed a bit, Holly's stare intense, but it changed on a dime.

"Did you...cut your hair or something?" She looked closely at it.

" Not recently, anyway." Holly shrugged and turned to get Alexis' job for the day. Alexis let out a sigh of relief. 'Dumb bimbo can't even see what's right in front of her. Probably the boobs, sucking out her brain...' she snickered a bit, then looked down. "But...crap, what if...' she didn't want to finish that thought. Instead, she went about her day, tending to pateints with no problems. She went in to tend to Mr. Shmidt, the Dementia patient.

"Hello Mr. Shmidt. How are you today?" She asked the typical question. His eyes rolled over to Alexis, then his gaze narrowed, focusing on Alexis' chest. She noticed immediately but ignored him. Suddenly, she could hear him mumble something barely audible:

"God, another one? What are the nurse's chests inflatable or sumthin...?"

Alexis abruptly turned

"Mr. Shmidt, did...did you say something?" All she got for a response was a line of drool down his cheek, and an empty look in his eyes. She figured she was hearing things...

Soon, her shift was over. She went to the dressing room to bump into Holly, mid-changing, breasts bare to the world. Alexis went red. "Oh! Um-uh, well...I-I'll just-" Alexis mumbled in embarrassment." Holly just laughed.

"Come on, Alexis. You gotta get used to this eventually. Come in. Change. Then get out. Its easy." Alexis nodded, then began changing. As she put on her regular clothes, she couldn't shake an odd feeling in her body, growing once again, and she began to fear the worst. 'No, no, no! Not here...not now!' The feeling was growing, just as she had feared. She was trying to contain the moans, but the feeling was much more sensual this time, and she couldn't shake it.

"Ohhh..." She threw her hands upon her mouth to muffle the moans, but Holly had heard.

"Alexis, are...are you ok?" She checked her over quizzically.

"I'm fine, Holly, just a bit...uh...ohhh...ohhh my god..." She couldn't suppress it, the feeling, like the greatest orgasm she had ever felt, it was slowly coming over her. She looked down and saw her chest beginning to inflate right in front of her. Slowly, but surely, they crept up in size, now at least at DD. She gripped them, but as soon as she did, a spike of pleasure shot through her body, and she quickly let go. She was gasping, unable to control herself or her moans of ecstasy. Her boobs were swelling a slow but gradual pace, the white shirt getting tighter than it already was. "No...ohhhh...why is this...unnhhhh...happening to me...?" The shirt was starting to tear under her massive mams, almost a size E. "Why won't they stop? Why?" The shirt had almost tore all the way through, straining to stay together under the flesh busting through it. It finally gave, her breasts flopping out bare in front of her. The shudders of pleasure faded, her breasts now the size of cantaloupes, gigantic on her small frame.

She looked up and saw Holly offering her hand.

"Get up. Get a shirt. Get to the parking lot. I'll explain everything there."
Alexis starts her new internship at an experimental hospital, only to discover a mysterious machine. Yet another Breast Expansion story I plan on continuing at some point.
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Shizune made her way through the hospital towards Tsunade’s lab, where the busty blonde makes the different medicines needed to prescribe to the patients.  The raven-haired beauty wasn’t sure why her teacher was there since there were no patients at the moment that needed medicine.  She soon reached the lab and entered, gaining Tsunade’s attention.

“Ah, Shizune!  About time you got here.”

“Gomen, Tsunade-shishou.  What exactly are you doing?” asked the younger woman, looking over the different beakers and test tubes.

“As you know we lost a lot of people during the last war,” started Tsunade.  Shizune nodded at that.  There were many casualties during the Fourth Shinobi War.  It still didn’t explain what Tsunade was doing.  “As such, I developed this fertility potion, which I plan on giving to different civilian women and kunoichi who volunteer so we can bring up our population again.”

Shizune blinked in confusion, unsure if she heard correctly. “Wait, what?  Did you just say you were going to impregnate the female population of the village?”

“Not the entire population, but in a nutshell, yes.”

“…Doesn’t that seem unethical, Tsunade-shishou?”

The blonde gave off a shrug. “Maybe, but we really don’t have a choice.”

“Did you even test the potion to make sure it works?”


“Well then how are you going to know if it works?”

Tsunade glanced over at Shizune, making a chill of foreboding dread go up the young woman’s spine.  Shizune tried to make a break for the door but was grabbed by Tsunade.

“Time to drink up, Shizune!”


Yelling at her was a mistake on Shizune’s part as it allowed Tsunade to pour the potion down her throat.  After making sure she swallowed the liquid, Tsunade released Shizune, who stared back at her with a stunned expression.

“That wasn’t so bad was it?”

“Tsunade!  How could you do that to me?!”

“Oh don’t be such a baby, Shizune, especially since you’ll be having one in a moment.”

Shizune let out a gasp as she felt a warm sensation in her belly.  Placing her hands on her belly, she could feel it start to swell.  As her belly swelled, Shizune could feel her hips start to spread apart as well to allow her growing belly to settle.

“Ah!” cried Shizune as she sank to her knees, the weight she was gaining by the second becoming too much for her.

It was then that her breasts started to swell with milk.  Her already snug robes becoming tighter thanks to her new burgeoning assets.

“Looks like you’ll be having more than one child, Shizune,’ said Tsunade as she watched Shizune bypass what looked like the nine month mark with one child.

“H-How many am I supposed to be having?” panted the red-faced Shizune.

“According to my calculations the potion is able to make a woman conceive twins, triplets at the most.”

“Tri-Triplets?!” squeaked Shizune in shock.  She then let out a moan of what sounded like pleasure as she continued to grow.

Tsunade continued watching, taking notes as she did.  She was intrigued by what she was witnessing, especially Shizune seemingly enjoying this.  She also noted that Shizune’s hair grew longer and thicker during the process, most likely due to the hormones rushing through her body.

Soon the process was done.  Shizune slowly tried to stand up on her now thicker legs, needing help from Tsunade when she almost fell back down.  The raven-haired woman looked down at her larger, much rounder body and let out a whimper.

“Go lay on the examination table so I can see how you’re doing,” said Tsunade.

Shizune gave her a quick glare before she waddled over to the table.  It took her a few tries to get up on it, but once she did she laid back and awaited Tsunade.

Walking over, Tsunade undid the sash of Shizune’s robes and pulled them back, revealing the pale flesh of the dome.


“Oh shush,” said Tsunade as she started scanning the belly with her chakra.  As she did this, she could feel the babies within Shizune’s womb kick.  Taking a quick glance towards Shizune, Tsunade saw a warm motherly look on the younger woman’s slightly rounder face.  Once she was done, she gave the younger woman a grin. “Congratulations, Shizune.  Looks like you will indeed be having triplets.”


“Good thing you have so much milk for them to drink,” stated the blonde as she poked Shizune’s swollen breasts, which were actually a little larger than her own.

“Tsunade!” squeaked Shizune, trying to cover her large breasts.

Rolling her eyes, Tsunade looked back at her student. “C’mon, let’s get out of here.  I bet you’re hungry.”

“…Actually, now that you mention it, I’m starving,” stated Shizune as she got off the table and tied up her robes.  She then waddled towards the door; her wide hips and large rear sway as she did.

Tsunade merely shook her head as she followed the pregnant woman.  Taking a quick look back at her lab, she had one thought.

“I wonder who my next subject will be?”
There needs to be more Shizune pregnancy.
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Everybody has a breaking point. A limit to the abuse and suffering they can tolerate. And when Shinobu reaches that point, it's not pretty.

Or is it...?

Love Hina (c) Ken Akamatsu, She-Hulk (c) Marvel
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In the past, Keitaro has never wound up crashing into anybody after being sent flying by Naru. But that's about to change.

Love Hina (c) Ken Akamatsu, She-Hulk (c) Marvel
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She wanted me to redraw the bottom left panel of a page in CLAMP's manga, "Wish" :pointr: [link]

It's BL you know hurrhurrrrrr~ :iconirapeitplz: My first shonen-ai commission omg~ :iconcannotevenplz:
*people always request straight couples sob sob why you no request yaoi/shonen-ai sobsob* :icony-u-noplz:

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Lola had been a supermodel at the age of 17. She had it all. Amazing good looks, a nice firm ass, big D cup breasts, and a winning personality, all of which were natural. She was of both Asian and African descent. Because of this, she was 6’0 with a caramel like skin tone. She did it all too. From runways to photo shoots, even commercials. She was the woman everyone wanted, advertisement agencies and men alike, even women wanted her. She was making a killing in all these job offers she was getting. She lived like royalty. That is, until she had her accident and everything in her life changed.

At the age of 20, she had an accident while walking on a runway. She had tripped and fell off the stage and broke her knee very severely. Doctors told her that it would be a while before she could go back to modeling. This caused her to start eating, and I mean EATING. Before she had known it, she gained 50 pounds in three months. This wasn’t even the worst part. Since there was no direct cause to her fall, no agency would hire her because she was a high risk employee. That caused her to go on an eating spree over the next year. By the time she realized that her money wasn’t limitless and had to find a decent living wage job, she was over 350 pounds. Because of her strict workout regiment when she was a model, the weight had piled on rather nicely, and she carried it well. Her breasts only grew two sizes, which now made her a triple D. The weight mainly went to her belly, butt and thighs. She looked round like an apple. Her weight was placed evenly so nothing was out of proportion on her body. Her hips and belly length are almost the same except the hips hold just a little more length. She has large tree trunk like thighs connect to her ass, reaching down to her plump calves. Her body jiggled with each step and wiggled with her waddle. Even being a woman as big as her, she still walked like a supermodel, even still looked like one. Surprisingly her face took barely any fat and still looked like she did when she modeled. Which made a lot of people do double takes when she walked by.

Lola was in trouble. All she ever wanted to do was model. She never planned after she retired. She had no experience to reflect on and on one would take her without it. She was going to lose all hope until she remembered a trick she learned from her mother. Well it was more of a talent. You see, a long time ago her great great great great GREAT grandfather married and had relations with a vore. The result of which should have been another vore, but not completely. The offspring couldn’t eat people like her mother or grandmother before her, but she could unbirth people into her body and carry them around, only looking as pregnant as they cared to look. A trait which was passed down to the following generations. Lola’s mother would unbirth her whenever she was sad or lonely; Lola knew she could somehow use this to her advantage.

While Lola was trying to figure out how to use her gift, she posted on craigslist that her belly was for rent, thinking that she would get a potential surrogate offer. Instead she got a man asking to use her belly for a week. The man was offering 20 thousand dollars for the entire week as long as his instructions were followed. He wouldn’t say what over the phone or email, but asked to come in person to explain. Lola couldn’t let a chance at money like that pass her by with at least checking into what he wanted. She invited the man over, knowing she could possible over power him if need be. The man came in and he had to have been some kind of successful business man. He had the amazing tailored suit, gold watch, and look. He even had a presence about him that made him command respect. She knew he wasn’t dangerous looking so she asked him to sit down and explain to me what he wanted.


I was shocked at his answer. He had wanted to use my belly to go on vacation inside of me. He said that if I could unbirth him that my body would take care of his for a week while he stayed inside of me. He began further explaining that he wanted to experience what it was like to be a fetus and to go back inside his mother for a period of time. He also wanted me to act pregnant with him. Do the whole mother routine. Like listening to Mozart, talking to him in a baby voice, rubbing my pregnant belly, the whole nine yards. He went on to tell her that it’s been his dream to do this again, and if he liked her way of doing it, he’d be back to do it again.

I was nervous about the whole thing, I mean I could do it but I wasn’t really sure if I’d feel right doing it. I decided to give it a shot telling the man that this was my first time and that I never planned to do this. We agreed that I’d be paid two grand a day if I couldn’t handle it and I’d be completely paid if I went the whole week. I took his hand and guided him to the bed room. To be honest he was really cute and I got a little bit of a lady boner from just looking at him. I told him to strip and that I’ll fold his clothes after he gets in. I proceed to drop my panties from under the dress I was wearing. I turned around from removing them to see that this man was more than perfect looking. He had a perfect sculpted body. I motioned him forward as I lifted up my dress and told him to take his hands and place them upon me. I fell hard to the floor moaning in pleasure of my now man filled belly. As I was laying there in bliss I felt my body shift and an umbilical cord grow inside me and attach itself to the man. I was really pregnant now.

I was huge; I looked like I swallowed a beach ball. What was weird was that I didn’t feel that heavy. I knew I felt bigger and heavier, but it wasn’t enough to pin me down. In fact I got straight up and waddled over to the mirror and examined my new over filled belly. I looked like a bloated pregnant whale, and for some reason I was really turned on at what I saw. I mean I looked amazing. I began to pinch and caress my orb of a tummy and started getting wet again. I then realized that it was also blocking my access. I then remembered that I could shrink my tummy to a normal pregnant looking state. I tried pushing it in but it wouldn’t budge. I then wished it was smaller and just like that my belly started deflating pretty fast. Within a moment I looked like I had really gotten pregnant and was sporting an even rounder tummy. That was a lot better looking but I still couldn’t access my privates.

I still felt the extra weight in my tummy but it was no big deal. I walked around the house nude, since I wasn’t expecting anyone else to come over, and mindless rubbed my tummy. I started to feel weird the longer I kept him inside me. My nipples were tight and my boobs felt sensitive. I looked in the fridge and started craving weird food combinations. I had a small binge session, nothing unusual for me now, and waddled my way over the couch and plopped my ass down. I watched some TV all the while stroking my enlarged tummy. It was weird, this whole experience was new to me but it seemed right. I began thinking about the whole idea of keeping people inside me for a period of time for money and the more I thought; the more I liked the idea. I wanted to talk to the man inside me a little more.

“Hello? Can you hear me?” Lola asked.

“Yes... yes I can hear you over.” Said the man. “My names Thomas.”

“Hi Thomas, my names Lola.”  Lola said. “I’ve got some questions.”

“ok ask away.” Thomas replied.

“Ok, besides what you asked me to do, what else could I do to make this better for you?” Lola asked intently.

“Well, you could live part of the time as if you were pregnant. Like go to parties and such.” Thomas began. “Also if you plan on making this a career you could get baby stuff and make a nursery. There are men out there that want to be birthed and then treated like children.”

“Seriously?” Lola said in shock.

“Yeah, there men like me, and they’ll even pay out the ear for it.” Thomas responded.

“Wow, I never knew there were such men.” Lola said.

“Yep, I can even help you if you want.” Thomas replied. “You seem like someone who would want to do this as a career.”

“I got to admit, having you inside me feels amazing.” Lola explained. “I actually posted that ad as a surrogate for hire. Not an actual belly to rent for everyone.”

“Well I’m glad you accepted and are able to do this.” Thomas said. “I needed a break from work and to get away from everyone. No one can find me in here; plus this is a sexual fantasy for me.”

“Well if you want to wank off in me, you’re free to do it.” Lola said laughing. “I’ll even help you the best I can.” Lola said bringing a bit of spunk back into her mood. “What about my size?”

“What about it?” Thomas asked.

“Do you think I should lose weight?” Lola asked.

“Hell no, if you plan on doing the whole mother baby play with other people, you want to dwarf them as much as possible.” Thomas explained. “Your size will turn them on even more, plus it makes you look more motherly.”

“You think so?” Lola asked.

“Yeah, I think your absolutely gorgeous babe.” Thomas said in a flirty tone.

“Awww, thanks honey.” Lola said while blushing a little bit.

She’s never even thought of her size as attractive. But the more the thought about it, the more she liked it. She could eat whatever she wanted, everywhere she sat was comfy because of her ass, she didn’t have to waste time at the gym (she hated the gym anyway), and to top it all she still felt sexy. So she decided to stay at this size, maybe even get a little bigger if needed (or desired).

“Well it’s late now sooo I’ll be going to bed.” Lola said to her tummy. “Sleep in as long as you want but I’ll be getting up early to buy some baby stuff with the two grand I’ll be getting tomorrow.”

“ok, thanks again for doing this… Mom.” Thomas replied.

“I think I prefer mommy.” Lola said while rubbing her tummy.”

“Ok, mommy.” Thomas said sleepily.

Lola made her way into the bedroom and stripped off her dress and bra. She thought since she was now accepting her body to be used in her new ‘job’, that she would do things the way she use to. She slipped under the covers and fell into a long peaceful sleep. The next morning, Lola woke up early at 8. She got and got moving pretty fast. She was excited after all. She got dressed in her biggest dress (she had it made by her designer friend who owed her a ton of favors if you know what I mean). She looked absolutely gorgeous in it. It looked like if a rainbow was put through the washer and dryer; all the different color patterns and waves made her look like a rainbow blimp. She put on black sexy satin panties with exotic patterns and made her way out of the house.

She went to McDonalds and ordered enough food for three people. The people at the drive thru looked a little confused as it looked like her belly had doubled in size over night. She drove away and into an empty parking lot so she could enjoy her food. After she gorged herself she made her way to Wal-Mart, target, and even babies r us, buying all kinds of baby stuff for her new nursery. She brought toys, headphones, a giant baby play yard, a baby mobile, a white noise machine, bibs, adult diapers, wipes, baby powder, and a training potty, baby mats for the floor, a humidifier, and a nursing bra. She then went to stores like lane Bryant, torrid, and other bbw/ssbbw stores to by new mommy and maturity dresses and clothes. When she was done with her shopping spree she was nearly done with the money she was given today and Thomas hadn’t woken up yet. She waddled her way to the food court and ordered taco bell since she was getting the weird cravings. She only ordered the quesarito box which was playing every hour on the channels she was watching. After getting her food she made her way to her car and piled everything in back and took her food upfront.

It was around 2 P.m when she walked back into her house and Thomas was just waking up. She cradled her belly and greeted her ‘child’ from his slumber. She went about her business, taking the stuff into the new ‘nursery’. She had a huge two bedroom apartment but she took the smaller room of the two because it had the better closet in her opinion. The master, now nursery, only held a queen size bed and a dresser for guests. Even with those in the room, it was still huge. It was 40x45 feet, an impressive size. It was only that way because she brought it that way in a luxury condo. She began imagining all the things she was going to do to the room. She occasionally asked Thomas if he had any ideas, he giving him his two sense on the matter. It was then he said something that had Lola confused on how she would get one of that size.

“You have a crib don’t you?” Thomas asked shifting inside Lola.

“A crib?” Lola asked confused. “Where am I going to get one big enough to hold men?

“I know a guy that can help you out.” Thomas explained. “I’ll even get it for you, even though I won’t use it.”

“Why not?” Lola asked.

“Because cribs and being babied outside of the belly isn’t my thing. Thomas explained further.

“Ah ok, but I can call you my child though right?” Lola asked intently.

“Of course.” Thomas responded.

“Great. I promise that next time you come for a stay at Big Lola’s belly service, I’ll give you a good baby belly experience for helping me out this week.” Lola told Thomas.

“Ok good. I’m already enjoying it now.” Thomas said.

The rest of the day went on as Lola moved with great ease as she got the room mostly prepared for its new purpose. She planned on building a site, rates and discounts, modifying her house to support daycare and grown men, she was gonna do it all. She asked Thomas to send word to his friends who were into the whole babying fetish. She also asked him to help her with setting up a system so she could keep track of dates and plan them as well. This woman was going to make the most out of this ability since it was all she had, plus she believes she’ll be a pioneer on the business. This was going to be a great gig that she planned to make her a steady paycheck at least, and maybe put her through school in case she need’s in for the future.
decided to take a break from the series and make a story that was on my mind for the last few weeks. enjoy everyone. for the dirty version go find me on  my names caveman.
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With a constantly bloated looking tummy, and being 6'0 and now over 450 pounds; Lola was rocking her new life. It has been about 6 months since she Lola started using her talents for work purposes. She’s worked out the schedule in where she babysits during the day, and takes clients at night, doing a number of different fetishes for them from domination to babification fetish. But the other thing that she told only her clients was her unborn child experience. Lola has the ability to unbirth people and carry them around inside her, looking only as pregnant as she wanted to. She would sign contracts with each client on the amount of days, how much for each day she was paid, and the things she was suppose to do for each client while they were inside of her. it varied from the types of food she could eat, how much they were treated like children inside of her, the different pregnant motherly things she would have to do and the such.

Lola was enjoying her new life. She was making more money than she ever dreamed she would. Plus she loved the fact that she was constantly pregnant looking. The last 6 months of this life style has packed on even more weight on the tall frame of Lola but she didn’t mind. In fact it only brought her more customers. Her belly customers would bring in special treats when they got a session with her, no matter how short it was. The best part about it was that her kids, the ones she babysat during the day and the parents never knew she was a fetish model or even when babysitting, that she was carrying around a full grown man inside her; a fact that made her horny most days. She’s even gotten so close to Thomas that he's now kind of a manager of her business; that and kind of a lover. With a semi permanently pregnant belly, it was hard to masturbate alone. Most days were the same, pretend to being pregnant while watching kids in her house, then later at night she would have a client or two come over. That was until a regular came up with an idea he wanted to do.

The regular client, known as Linkin, came to her about an idea he had and wanted to try with her. He had a girlfriend that understood his fetish and allowed him to go and see Lola a few times. He wanted his girlfriend to understand what it was like to be unbirthed as well so he asked Lola if he and his girlfriend could share her womb for the night. Lola was a little skeptical about the idea but wasn’t unwilling to the idea if the price was right. They agreed on 3500 for the entire day and night. They planned it on a weekend so that there wouldn’t be kids in the apartment. They had worked out a contract for what can and can't be done inside her. They even placed a safe word incase Linkin's girlfriend felt like she couldn’t take it. Everything was set for the weekend. Lola didn’t have to do anything but just carry them around all weekend inside her. She thought to herself "what would be so difficult carrying around two people?”

what she didn’t count on was his girlfriend being close to 400 pounds herself. The only difference was that crystal, the girlfriend, was short and very round. derrick, who before today was known as Linkin, told her he was sorry for not mentioning that fact and offered to forget the deal if Lola wasn’t willing to hall 600 pounds around for a full day. Lola said she would try as she never had to haul that much and was curious herself to see if she could do it. She told them the usual routine she did with customers. They would have to take off their clothes, fold them and put them in the bag that was told to be brought, take a shower and clean their whole body, and then they would be ready to enter into her belly. It was a routine that Thomas helped her come up with to help keep her safe from infections and such.

it took about a half hour for everything to be done but derrick was still in the shower while crystal was ready and waiting, though she was still skeptical about the idea. It was only because she wanted to understand what he liked about it so much. Crystal stood there awkwardly, naked, while Lola was picking out a custom made maternity dress that had a super stretchy middle so that it would have a less of a chance of ripping when both passengers were inside her. Lola wasn’t even sure if she would be able to shrink her tummy when both of them were in there, let alone move. Lola got on the bed and motioned for crystal to come and join her. Crystal, hesitantly, made her way onto the bed and did as she was told. Lola told her to lift up her shirt and place her hand on top of her pussy. Crystal extended her hand slowly and placed in on top of plump and plush pussy of Lola. Lola started the magic and began sucking in crystals hand inside of her. It was a weird experience for crystal as her hand, and then arm, slowly being sucked into the body of another woman. in no time, crystal was up to her shoulder all the way inside Lola and her head was slowly making its way in.

crystal held her breathe for the initial period before her head popped into the womb part of the trip. Lola started squirming and moaning from both the pain and pleasure of sucking in someone of such size. The experience caused Lola to pull in crystal faster then she expected she would. By the time Lola realized just how far crystal was sucked in, she was at the thighs of crystal; who of which started to enjoy the experience a little bit. Lola decided to finish it and pulled in crystal hard and got her completely inside herself. Crystal adjusted inside her to get comfortable as possible. Lola looked like she swallowed a jumbo beach ball she was so big, her dress holding with ease. What surprised Lola even more was how easy it was for her to move around given her size. Lola was even able to shrink her tummy down to a reasonable size, only looking about 9 months pregnant with triples. Lola got up as quickly as she could and started checking herself out in the mirror. This was easily the biggest she has ever been 'pregnant'.

It was then that derrick came out of the shower, drying off and saw Lola admiring herself in the mirror. He came up behind her and reached around to caress her gravid belly. Lola turned around seductively, placed her hands hi on his chest and pushed him down to the floor. She then raised her dress up, revealing her large round belly and awaiting pussy. Derrick placed his hand on it and she dropped her dress over him. Within seconds he shot up into her belly, making her belly go from looking 9 months pregnant with triples to 11 months pregnant with quadruplets. She looked absolutely massive and she loved every second of it. She felt her tummy shift as derrick and crystal were getting comfortable. Derrick flipped around to have his back against crystals large body. Lola stood there caressing what she could of her belly as she felt a stirring in her stomach. It was time for the umbilical cords to attach themselves to the stomachs of her passengers.

Lola was in shock. She never knew she could carry so much weight and still move with ease, well as much ease as her large body would let her. She only really had trouble with bumping into things and walls. As she walked around her apartment, her belly bounced and jiggled due to its size. It felt really nice to her and her occupants. Lola had to do some shopping today so she got her bag and keys and made her way out the door.

Due to the massive amount of money she was making, she was able to afford a custom made van that allowed her to fit and drive it with ease. People who saw her on a regular basis just thought she had a rare disease that caused her belly to bloat up to varying sizes depending on the day. Anyone else who saw her just thought she was massively pregnant. She went to her usual shopping spots; the specialty maternity store, the candy store, the bakery, and of course Wal-Mart. she loved how her belly would shake and wobble around the stores. She also loved the attention she got with her massive body and huge belly. What she thought was weird, but didn’t have a problem with, was that when she got hit on, it was usually by women not men. Lola wasn’t exactly sure what her preference was yet but she didn’t care at the moment because she was getting everything she wanted in her life right now. She had just finished shopping at the maternity store for new dresses and a few custom made from her designer friend when she bumped into an old model friend. The friend, whose name is Jessie, had nearly lost her mind when she realized who this blimp of a woman was.

"Hey watch where ya going... oh MY GOD!" Jessie said with excitement.

"Hey babe, how have you been girl?" Lola said to Jessie with open arms. Jessie practically jumped into her arms.

"I’m good sweetie, but what happened to you?!" Jessie said with excitement and confusion.

"A lot has happened." Lola replied. "Let's go back to my new place and talk if you’re not busy."

"Sweet, lead the way toots." Jessie said jokingly.

Meanwhile inside Lola’s belly.

"So how do you like it so far babe?" derrick asked.

"I actually love it handsome!" crystal said with excitement while rubbing derricks crotch.

"Babe, not right now. We’re inside Lola; it wouldn’t be right." derrick explained to crystal.

"Awe come on, it'll be fun." crystal says trying to persuade derrick.

"Ok but later, I want to take a nap and cuddle some more." derrick told crystal. "Besides, it sounds like Lola is talking to an old friend."

"Ok fiiine. But I want some rough sex from you later!" crystal sighed in defeat.

Lola cut her shopping trip short to take Jessie back to her place, picking up lunch on the way back. They stopped at McDonalds where Lola ordered almost the entire menu, and Jessie ordered a large salad. they got back to the apartment pretty fast, only because Lola was excited to talk to her old gal pal from modeling that she pretty much floored it all the way back. They walked into the apartment, which looked like a war zone if little kids ever had a war.

"Whoa, what the hell happened here?!" Jessie asked in shock. "Did you drop a load of kids a few years ago or something?"

"Oh no, I’m a professional babysitter among other things." Lola said in a leading way.

"What do you mean by that?" Jessie asked a little bit confused.

"Well let’s sit down on the couch before I tell you." Lola said dragging Jessie to the couch. "It's a long story.

The two made it to the couch Jessie sitting first, followed by Lola who plopped down, causing Jessie to fly up a bit. They turned to look at each other as Lola began to explain everything.

"Well, do you remember my accident?" Lola asked.

"Yea, I remember. It caused you to stop modeling." Jessie replied.

“Yeah, well the accident caused me to gain some weight. Then when no agency would rehire me and that caused me to gain a few hundred pounds. With nothing to fall back on and my money running out, I posted an ad to be a surrogate mother; but this dude came over and asked to spend a week in my tummy."

"He WHAT!?" Jessie said with disbelief. "You sent him away right!?"

"well... I have this ability." Lola said reluctantly. “I can suck up people into my womb and carry them around like babies for as long as I want..."

"You can.... do what now?" Jessie sat there confused.

"I can unbirth people. If that makes sense." Lola explained.

"Ok, Lola. I love you very much and I think we need to get you help." Jessie began before was interrupted.

"I’m serious Jessie." Lola tried to convince Jessie. "Just look!"

that was all that Lola said as her belly ballooned out both forward and to the sides. Jessie was knocked back a little bit from the expansion and she was in total shock. She could see movement inside the gargantuan belly as the 'babies' moved and got comfortable. Jessie didn’t know what to do or say. She didn’t believe her best friend before, but the proof was wiggling and jiggling right in front of her. Jessie reached out her hand and placed it on top of the massive belly and began fondling it and feeling it up a little bit. What Jessie didn’t tell Lola is that she was always turned on by large women, even from a young age, and what turned her on most was huge bellies, especially plus size preggo bellies. Jessie, at the current moment, was on cloud nine; thought she didn’t want to admit it to Lola right away, but Lola knew that Jessie was in love with her belly. Lola knew what Jessie wanted and she wanted the same thing from her.

"Hey babe, you like what you see?" Lola said with a lot of allure and flirtiness.

"Umm... I’m not so sure gorgeous... I mean cutie... I mean ash" Jessie shuddered her words.
Lola just placed her finger on Jessie’s lips and planted a kiss them. Without hesitation this time, Jessie began kissing back with passion. Lola knew that her tummy would get in the way so she shrunk it back down to its original from when she left the house this morning. With that she grabbed Jessie and pulled her on top of her body. They were kissing and kissing and before you knew it, clothes were beginning to fall off. Lola suggested they take it to the bed room and Jessie got up saying to give her like 5 minutes and to bring some food with her to play with in bed. Jessie gave Lola a deep kiss and a wink before leaving for the bedroom.

Lola was about to get up and get ready to move to the bedroom when she heard a scream and then a large burp come from her bedroom. She waddled as fast as she could down the hall, bursting through the door to see a very familiar sight from her childhood. The 6 foot, 650 pound large belly bellied figure in the room was none other than Lola’s mother, Sade. Sade was always a massive woman, with mocha colored skin and long, jet black hair. She has massive 67P size breasts and a massive 78 inch ass. The biggest part of her was always her belly, which was almost 100 inches around depending on the day. What I mean by that is that Sade is a special type of vore. She was able to vore, unbirth, breast vore, anal vore and even naval vore people at will. There hasn't been a vore like her in generations. The last one couldn’t naval vore people, though there have been those who could.

The second Lola saw her mother, she knew what had happen. Sade had a habit of showing up uninvited and she was always eating people who were naive and/or easy pickings. She also even ate her lover a time or two, hence what happened to Lola’s father (it was his fault anyway, since Sade caught him cheating with another woman). Sade had swallowed Jessie whole in one gulp like she normally does. You could see side’s large belly shaking and jiggling with its new captive inside it. Lola could only just shake her head in disapproval.

"Mom, what are you doing here and why did you eat my friend?" Lola asked her mother.

"Whaat babybear? You know how I get when I wake up from a nap gurl." Sade said to her daughter.

"Well, spit her out now and you can have anything you want in the kitchen." Lola pleaded.

"Nah, I won’t digest her, but she's staying in der for a while." Sade told Lola.

"Really mom?!" Lola shouted. " I haven’t been fucked in months and you just ate my date!"

"Sooorry gurl, I just wanted to see my little angel, who apparently isn't little nah moar." Sade said grabbing Lola’s big belly.

"Mooooom stop I have guests in there!" Lola shouted again at her mother.

"You have guest’s babybear?" Sade asked curiously. "I didn’t know you liked to unbirth people?"

"I’m running a fetish business now. Their clients that bought the day inside me. They don’t need to be shaken up." Lola said. Just as she finished that sentence, her belly started shaking a little bit. The reasons unknown until Lola heard an "oh yeaaah" come from inside her.

"Dayum gurl, looks like they gettin busy all up inside your tummy." Sade said with a laugh.

"Haha very funny mom." Lola sighed while rolling her eyes. she just wanted to get fucked, her mother just ate the woman that was going to do it, and now her 'babies' were doing it inside of her; just great.

"Hey gurl, you lookin to expand yo business in the near future?" Sade asked Lola.

"I’ll let you join under a few conditions, but first and foremost, you are never to eat the clients unless requested and no digestion no matter how much they want it; got it?" Lola said to her mother.

"Aiiight gurl, yo don’t gotta be mean about it." Sade said to her daughter.
a second story i decided to make for belly for rent. thanks to for helping me create sade, lola's mother
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This is the story of a special fairy that truly helps people. The preggo fairy. If you haven’t guessed it already guessed it, she's a heavily pregnant fairy woman. the preggo fairy, Gravida, is over 600 pounds and stands at 6'0 tall. She has long, golden blonde hair, large blue eyes, large breasts and an even bigger stomach full of unborn kids in suspended animation (for those that don’t know, it is a state in which the body is unaffected by time and doesn’t age or move). if you ever saw the woman, you would think she was just a giant belly with limbs attached to it. she had big, muscluar, yet fat legs and back to support her massive frame and the kids she had inside her with ease. she also had big, fat arms to give a soft place for when she cradled babies in her arms. her breasts were packed full of milk for any child of any age if and when they were hungry. Gravida is a goddess actually. she was known by many differnet names depending on the culture. the most notable was Rhea from greek mythology. she is also related to both the tooth fairy and Aphrodite, goddess of love and beauty.

Gravida loved her job very much. she loved children and helping those who couldnt have kids. she mainly helped women who were infertile, to have kids of her own. she even goes as far as implanting a child inside the tummy of a woman so that she can have a child. what she really loves about her job is playing with all the pregnant tummies. sometimes, when she was able, she would go to an already pregnant woman and implant another child inside her, giving the woman twins, or even triplets.  There are two sides to Gravida's job, a good side, and a bad side.

The good side involved her sneaking into rooms at night and granting women fertility. If she couldn’t do that for any reason, she would grant them a child to make up for it. She loved this part of her job. To grant someone fertility, all she had to do was kiss her tummy. Implanting a baby was a little different. She had to use a magical dust to force the woman into a deep sleep. Gravida would then lock lips with the woman and force a child from her belly up her throat, through her mouth into the woman’s, and then down to the woman’s stomach where it would switch into her womb to become pregnant. This was a painful process for anyone getting a child this way so that's why Gravida had to force them to sleep.

Then there was the bad side. You see, Gravida wasn’t just in charge of granting women fertility. She was also in charge of taking a person’s fertility away if they were unworthy. This was something she hated because she believed that all women should be able to have kids. People who had kids for no reason, always had unprotected sex and even people who abused their children. Another thing she hated more than taking fertility from a woman was taking unborn children from a woman. She has the ability to absorb children from a pregnant woman's belly and add them to her own. That’s how she got all the children inside her currently and all the ones she gives to deserving people. The reason she hated this part of the job so much was that she had an evil side that only came out when she had to do those kinds of jobs. Now you’re asking yourself, why I am telling you this? Well, because imp about to tell you the story of Chelsea and rick, and what happened to them. Gotta warn you, this story is a little graphic, but no child was harmed thankfully.

Chelsea was also a massive woman. standing at 5'8 and weighing over 500 pounds. she herself looks like a fertility goddess too with massive tits and a even bigger belly. Chelsea was actually a great looknig woman, hence the reason she got so much sex at her size. her breasts were a massive size H and her stomach, most of the time, stuck out even farther than her breasts did.  Chelsea was carrying multiples yet again, this being her ninth batch of kids. You see, Chelsea wasnt obsessed with being pregnant, she was obsessed with having a ton of kids, for their money they got from the government. she and her husband rick were 25 years old and lived in a big, 5 bedroom house thanks to all the kids she had already produced. Rick was the exact opposite of Chelsea, being only 120 pounds and standing at 5'9. Chelsea was just a greedy, fat selfish woman that only cared about herself. she didnt even love rick.

Chelsea was a drunken, beer being her acohol of choice. she drank at two to three 30 pack cases a day and her children suffered from it. she was also fucking people while rick was at work, which he worked a lot. in fact, none of the kids she has had were ricks. it wasnt that she wasnt fucking rick; it was because rick was sterile. he had been that way from birth and there was nothing he could do about it, if he actually knew. To his knowledge, he had supersperm that knocked up Chelsea with at least two kids everytime. What Chelsea wasnt telling him as well was that she was buying high doses of fertility drugs on the black market and taking them? again, she never cared for the children she produced, only the money she got for each one, which was about 400 dollars a week per child. this money went to buying her expensive things like massive size tvs, a 12 by 12 hot tub, her massive house, and her many expensive devices and other things she brought for herself.

her kids, all 15 of them currently, were neglected by their mother. To Chelsea, the kids were here to serve her in anyway she wanted. from fetching her beers, to rubbing her breasts and belly. if they didnt listen to her, they were beaten and sent to their room without food. the kids pretty much took care of themselves. they came to accept their mothers ways. she was always drunk, naked and horny. she had people over all the time, either paying her for sex, or it was someone she called over. the kids didnt even have rooms. they all lived in the massive basement, which doubled as a play room. it was only sad because the more kids she had, the less room they would have to play. the toys they got were either found, brought by dad, or made by them. Chelsea never got anything for them except food, which she ate most of anyway.

Gravida had to take drastic measures with Chelsea. she knew rick was a good man, but the orders stated that he be dealt with as well for allowing such things to happen to the kids he was taking care of, even though they weren't his. gravida hated the orders she received. She was to retrieve the unborn children inside Chelsea, and then unleash her evil side to deal with Chelsea. what ever that side decided to do was deemed appropriate. gravida knew that the worse possible thing was going to happen because, even though it was evil, it still cared for children and took extreme measures to handle problems. the last time she received this order, her evil side crammed food down the womans throat until she was completely full and then proceeded to beat her senceless. gravida was afraid to see what was going to happen this time.

It was a normal day for Chelsea. she drank, ate, fucked her guests and watched her shows. she was laying naked on her couch, her belly shaking slightly due to the vibrator inside her pussy. she was masterbating yet again infront of her kids. the couch was soaked in her juices, beer and sweat. her pregnant tummy was hanging over the edge slightly, quivering slightly. she was preparing herself for when daevon came over. daevon was a 6'2 black man with a massive penis. the only reason why she hasnt been impregnanted by him was that he was surgically castrated and couldnt have children. she was waiting to feel his dick inbetween her thighs.

Gravida could see everything Chelsea was doing from high in the sky. she was repulsed by what she could see. Chelsea was pregnant with her biggest bunch, a whopping 7 kids inside her at once. she had already found parents for those seven kids inside her and she would be calling the cops until they can find a good adoption home for them. she planned to do the dirty work later tonight when both parents were at home. she flew away on some much needed business. a woman was getting lucky who has been trying to have a baby for some time. She was going to get lucky in more then one way tonight; but before she left, she casted a spell on Chelsea that would be more effective later tonight.

Chelsea’s pussy was now wet and dripping. she was waddled around the house with it in, to keep herself wet and ready. Chelsea was waddling around the house naked yet again, but she didnt care and her kids grew use to such a sight. her huge, perky tits were full of her delicious milk. You’d think a woman of her size would have saggy tits, but not Chelsea. The fact was that Chelsea herself looked like a fertility goddess, and even though she was massive and pumped full of hormones, looked absolutely gorgeous. hence why she gets so many men that want to fuck her, regardless of her semi permament state. Chelsea was raiding the fridge again for leftovers when she heard the the door bell ring. she waddled as fast as her legs would carry her, which was surprisingly fast for a woman her size, and swung open the door to flirt with the hunk that was standing there.

"Well hi hansome, do you have a package for me." Chelsea said while leaning on the door frame, which creaked a little.

"why yes i do little lady." daevon said walking inside and kissing the humongous and gravid woman while grabbing her ass.

"Ok sexy, go get ready in the master bedroom and i'll take care of the kids and meet you there." Chelsea said winking at him.

Chelsea began walking away, but recieved a slap on the ass when she turned around. Chelsea turned around, winked again, and waddled away shaking her hips. Chelsea rounded up the kids and sent them down stairs for a few hours with a few pizzas she ordered 30 minutes ago to occupy them. the basement was massive and sound proof from upstairs so the kids couldnt hear anything that went on upstairs. This was one of Chelsea favorite things because she knew the kids wouldnt hear what she was doing. she could get as loud and as freaky as she wanted. the walls of her house were also sound proofed for this very reason, so she wouldnt disturb the neighbors either and have the cops called.

Chelsea locked the door to the basement (just another reason she was a bad parent) and waddled her way to the fridge again and pulled out as much as she could carry, which was a lot. she waddled her way to the master bedroom, which was on the first floor as well, and made her way into the room. she saw that daevon had already undressed himself and began getting himself ready. Chelsea had plopped all the food on the bed and pulled daevon onto the bed. Daevon knew the deal; he was the secret lover that had been fattening up Chelsea for a few years now. He was almost outta school and out into the work force that would make him a super rich man. He had been force feeding Chelsea, making her massive. She agreed to leave rick when she finally hit 600 pounds and daevon had a stable job that paid for everything. She would leave rick with all the kids and move in with daevon where he would have his surgery reversed and Chelsea would start having his kids instead.

A few hours later, after much force feeding and love making, Chelsea and daevon laid in her bed sleeping off the last few hours. What Chelsea didnt know was that the spell that gravida placed on her, was set in motion when she screwed daevon. actually it was a series of spells. one was a lust spell that was also placed on daevon. it would cause them to repeatly fuck eachother when ever they locked eyes. another was an RPP spell (rapid phantom pregnancy). a phantom pregnancy is where the body thinks it pregnant and takes on the signs and symptoms of being pregnant; without really being pregnant, meaning there is no child in the belly. gravida's evil side had already taken over slightly when she casted the spells. Daevon would begin making Chelsea pregnant with fake pregnancies at a super excellerated state.

gravida was hovering over the place again, this time being ready for her plans to take over. She had placed Chelsea and daevon in a deep sleep so to deal with them later. For now it was time to deal with rick, which was just getting home from work and was going to try to have sex with Chelsea again. rick had just gotten outta his car when gravida flew down and landed right on top of rick squashing him a little. gravida giggled and got up and waddled over to the door while rick regained his senses as to what happened.

"what the hell just hit me?" rick said still a little dazed.

"sorry suga, i landed on top of ya." gravida said to rick.

"you fell on to...p." rick tried to say, he had looked up and saw the massive woman, who was also sporting wings that looked like they belonged on a butterfly.

"yep, the names gravida. and im hear to set things right with the children under your and your wifes care." gravida explained.

"what do you mean you crazy ass woman." rick said in disbelief of the situation.

"well lets see. im here to eat you whole, swallow your so called unborn children into my pregnant tummy, cause your wife misery and pain, possibly kill her, and sends your so called children to a shelter where they will be adopted by good families." gravida explained while smiling.

"what the fuck have you been smoking lady?" rick replied to gravida.

"damn, you are dumb as nails as the report stated. you have no idea that your wife is sleeping with other men and that your own kids arent even yours."

"what the fuck lady. you mean my woman is sleeping with other men?!" rick said surprised.

"well, not just men, but women too!" gravida explained. "go see for yourself, she's in the master bedroom with a dude."

with that rick rushed into the house, followed by gravida. gravida released the sleep spell to see ther whole situation go down. Rick bursted into the room, waking up both Chelsea and daevon. Daevon fell outta bed as rick and Chelsea started arguing. gravida was enjoying the commotion that was happening in front of her. She espeically enjoyed watching Chelsea’s massive form jiggling from all the movements. gravida was a pregnancy goddess but was always attracted to fat pregnant women. it was then the idea of watching her get fucked by two men crossed her mind. gravida raised her voice and got everyones attention. She then proceeded to invoke the spells she put on Chelsea and daevon. they looked at eachother and began making love yet again.

this serverly pissed off rick who began to go and beat daevon. gravida casted the spell on rick too before he could. He looked at his wife, who looked back at him as well, and rick made his way over to the two and they all fell in bed together, both men loving on Chelsea. Chelsea was fully aware that she could not control her actions and could do nothing to stop it. It was then gravida waddled over and pushed both men off Chelsea, who looked up at her. Gravida placed her lips on Chelsea’s and began to make out with her. Chelsea loved this that is until she felt something weird happen to her belly. she could feel the babies inside her begin to shift and began working their way up her body. Chelsea was in a massive amount of pain as each child made its way up her throat, through her mouth only to enter gravida's. Chelsea screamed as best as she could as the first child stretched her mouth extremely as gravida's did the same to accept the new occupant entering her massive preggo tummy.

Gravida accepted the unborn into her mouth and quickly sent it to its new brothers and sisters inside her. Just as Gravida swallowed the first, the next one made its way up Chelsea’s body. Chelsea began crying from the extreme pain she was experiencing, and it was only getting worse with each child. Chelsea’s belly began to deflate noticeably as Gravida’s own belly grew bigger and began to squirm as the old and new babies started to move inside of her due to all the commotion. It wasn’t long before Gravida was half way through the babies inside of Chelsea. Gravida took a moment to rest as the process was tiring for her. Chelsea was crying excessively. She was in great amount of pain already and finally realized what was happening to her. Gravida was stealing her unborn children from inside her tummy and there was nothing she could do about it.  Gravida, being finished with her break, went back to sucking the children out of Chelsea, ready to steal the last three from her.

Gravida finished sucking the children out of Chelsea, who was now stunned from the excessive amount of pain from her mouth stretching as it did. Chelsea’s belly looked a bit smaller, as if she had just given birth to triplets. Gravida casted a pain relief spells to talk to Chelsea and explain what was going to happen to her. Chelsea came to her senses and began rubbing her empty tummy. She started crying while looking at Gravida’s belly as it began to settle. Gravida was in bliss. She loved it when her tummy expanded with new life inside her. She cradled her tummy as best she could while Chelsea could speak again and ask questions.

"What the fuck did you do to me you bitch!?" Chelsea said cursing at gravida.

"I did as I was told to do, which was taking the children inside your tummy and give them to better deserving people." gravida explained.

"GIVE THEM THE FUCK BACK YOU FUCKING CUNT!" Chelsea yelled at Gravida.

"I wouldn’t be too worried about that now if I was your sweetie." Gravida told Chelsea.

"The fuck do you mean bitch?!" Chelsea replied.

"Well you see my orders were to dispose of you as I see fit. well, as my evil side sees fit; and it decided that since you like getting pregnant, these two men are gonna give you the rapid phantom pregnancy treatment."

"Their gonna do what to me!?" Chelsea screamed.

"Basically, they are gonna fuck you repeatedly. cum inside you and that cum will make your body is extremely pregnant, making your tummy expand to full term pregnant without their being a child inside you." gravida said with a big smile on her face.

Chelsea was in shock. She didn’t know what to think. She couldn’t believe such a story and yet her children were stolen from inside her body. What she was actually saying true? Were the two men, one her husband, the other her lover, going to be inflating her stomach? While Chelsea was thinking about all these things, gravida looked at the two men and nodded to them. As if on cue they began making love to Chelsea, who began to scream in both pain and pleasure. Chelsea’s stomach began to shake and rock. She could feel pressure building up inside her until it actually started expanding bigger and bigger. She grew larger and larger until she looked like she had swallowed a beach ball. She looked as big as she was earlier when she was pregnant with her children.

Chelsea was screaming again. She felt pregnant but with no children inside her. It felt like two water balloons inside her now. Chelsea wasn’t done though as gravida decided that her desire to be pregnant would be her undoing. Gravida looked at the men again and they repeated the process over and over this time. Making Chelsea’s belly expand more and more. This time it grew just as much in width as it grew in height. Her belly now pinned her down and felt like it was going to explode. Chelsea was almost done for. With that, gravida looked at the men again and they did that they were told. They got off and were told to leave the room with gravida. Chelsea’s belly began to shake and quiver as it expanded. Gravida left the room and closed the door, only to hear screaming first and then a loud pop and splat. Gravida had done her job with Chelsea and now had to finish off the two men in front of her.

Gravida didn’t want to harm daevon, so she wiped his mind of the events that happened today and told him to get dressed and go home. He complied willingly as he was under her control. Daevon left in his truck and now gravida had to deal with rick. She knew ricks fate was decided by her evil side and that was to be eaten. Gravida waddled over to the scrawny man and picked him up over her head. She stuck his head in her mouth and gulped him down with ease. Sucking out children and planting them inside people had made voring them just as easy. Gravida’s belly, already huge, swelled up even more. She was at least 7ft around in her belly now. she made her way to the garage to make her exit from the house and make her way to the 7 new parents she was going to implant Chelsea’s children in. she loved children, but she needed to get the children to their new homes. Right before she left she unlocked the door to the basement and called the cops, saying there were children there and their parents were nowhere to be found. Gravida took off to the first stop, deciding that she would return to the town later to see how the kids were doing.
a story that came to me a while back and finally decided to write.
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It was told for generations about a young beautiful woman lived in the forest of Livingston. This woman was a witch and ate anyone who stumbled into her part of the woods. Everyone thought it was just a myth and used it to scare kids into staying in at night. Though the thing was, this was entirely true. Her name was Brenda, but it wasnt her only name. She had been living in the town for hundreds of years and ate kids to preserve her youth and beauty. However, it had a drastic affect on her figure. Brenda was a 650 pound, 6 feet tall redhead, with long flowing hair. She had triple D breasts, a large jiggly ass and a massive belly. She was a colossal woman in every regard. Her personality was different though. She acted sweet and innocent so people that did know her thought she was just the sweetest person you ever meet. They never knew of her darker side.

Billy was no different. He had met Brenda at a town fair once and thought she was a nice person since she helped him win a game that was at the fair. Billy was just 14 years old, when he met her and his life would change since then. Brenda secretly casted a spell on him and his two friends to become interested in checking out the woods. She usually picked out her meals when she needed someone and did not get anyone to find her in the woods. The spell would cause the victims to become increasingly more interested in checking out the woods until they just cannot help themselves.

It was only a few days later that Billy was able to convince his friends to go and check out the woods with him. Billy, Sarah and molly decided to take a camping trip into the woods on a weekend without their parent's approval. There had been plenty of people who went missing in those woods and no bodies were ever found so the people decided not to go in there. The kids did not believe this to be true and so they made their way into the woods with full camping gear. They had walked into the woods for a little over an hour when they noticed a campsite that was made in the woods. nothing special, a place to put a tent or two, a fire pit and a tarp hanging in the tree as protection.

The kids set up camp and tidied up a bit. Once everything was set up, they decided to get supplies from the woods. A map of the area, which molly got from the library, showed that there was a river nearby so she decided to go and get some water. Billy and Sarah went in search of food in the opposite direction. molly made her way to the river with the water jugs she brought. as she was filling up the jugs, she notices a little cottage in the distance. her curiosity peaked and she went to go and check it out. she walked up to the house and peeked in. she saw a fire and a table set for dinner for four but there was no one to be found. that when she heard a woman's voice from behind her.

"you know it's not nice to snoop into someone's house sweetie." Brenda said showing a big smile.

"oh I'm sorry ma'am!" molly said shocked and nervous. " I didn't mean to snoop! it's just you live out here in the middle of the woods and it's a little weird."

"it's ok sweetie." Brenda said laughing at bit, which shook her belly a bit. "do you wanna come in for a bit, you look tired." Brenda looking deep into her eyes and hypnotizing her.

"I guess I'm a little tired." molly said walking mindlessly into the house followed by Brenda.

Brenda had gotten one of the kids. she had planned on stuffing and fattening them up before eating them. Brenda was gonna set up molly with endless food and make her unable to stop eating before she went out to get the other two. she guided her into the cottage and sat her down. Brenda walked over to the fridge and got her some mini cakes. Brenda placed them down in front of her and molly started eating them right away. Brenda patted her on the head and made her way back to the woods. she knew where the kids were so she made her way to the campsite to wait for them. she would invite them back to her cottage for food that they won't find in the woods. the kids made it back to the site before Brenda did. they had wondered where molly was when she came strolling into camp.

"what's going guys." Brenda said with a cheery smile.

"who are you?" Sarah asked.

"yeah, where'd you come from?" Billy chimed in.

"oh I live in a little cottage not far from here." Brenda said. "your friend molly found it and I invited her over for dinner tonight after she explained that you guys were looking for food."

"you invited her over for dinner?" Billy asked suspiciously.

"yep, and I came to the campsite to invite you over too!" Brenda said rubbing her tummy a little bit. "care to join me? your friend is already eating some."

"sure I guess." Sarah said.

"ok follow me!" Brenda said leading the way.

Brenda showed them the way to her cottage. it had looked like something out of Hansel and Gretel story. she showed them inside only to see a sight they couldn't fathom. it was molly but she was huge and crying. she had been eating the food Brenda gave her still but now she had quadrupled her size and weight. her body had expanded in all directions and she was still continuing to eat. she had mumbled in-between bites saying to help her and to run, but it was too late; Brenda had them in her clutches and she was going to feast tonight on silly little kids.

"oh god molly what the hell happened to you." Billy asked running up to her.

"mhmm mmhhhm hhmm mmh." molly mumbled shoving more food into her mouth.

"oh dear she's progressing nicely." Brenda spoke up

"WHAT! you did this to her!" Sarah said in shock.

"oh yeah, I said I invited her over for dinner didn't I?" Brenda said shutting the door and locking it with her magic.

"oh god she's a witch!" Billy screamed.

"you think so?" Brenda asked. "I'm also a cannibal and I plan on fattening you three up and swallowing you whole!"

"yeah right like we're going to eat your food!" Sarah said.

"you don't have a choice." Brenda said with a wide smile. "I casted a spell on you all that'll make you eat any food I present you with."

"wait you did what now?" Sarah said as Brenda presented her with a plate of pasta.

"Sarah, don't eat that!" Billy said, but it was too late. Sarah already grabbed the plate and started chowing down at the table, her body already beginning to expand.

"your turn big man!" Brenda said presenting him with a plate of donuts. "I know their your favorite!"

"I.... will... your food!" Billy said slapping the plate, making it fall to the floor.

"wow, I never expected to get someone with so much will power." Brenda said scratching her head. "guess I'll just have to fatten your friends extra and swallow you now."

"you'll never get me alive!" Billy said while making a run for it.

Billy headed for the backdoor, if there was one. he ran to the back and discovered there was one. he went for it only to find that it wouldn't open no matter what he did. he saw Brenda coming so he ran to find another exit. Billy ran into a bedroom and found a window was open. he made a b line for it but before he could make it, a fist punched in square in the face. the broom next to the window came to life and stopped Billy from escaping. that when Brenda came in and grabbed him, lifting him up and throwing him over her shoulders. be began kicking and screaming, trying to get away but he was done for now.

Brenda threw him into a pot cooking over a fire and casted a spell on him. the spell caused him to lose movement in his limbs. now paralyzed and cooking in a hot pot of boiling water, Brenda watched as Sarah and molly continued to eat. just then molly broke the chair she was in, sending her thundering to the ground, causing the house to shake upon impact. Sarah had already double in size and showed no signs of slowing down, where as molly was now at least 600 pounds of round blubber. she couldn't move at all as Brenda walked up to her.

"my my, what a little piggy we have here!" Brenda said to molly, rubbing and poking her fat tummy.

"mmhhmm mhhm hhmhmh!" molly tried to say, but her new supersized body prevented her from speaking.

"I guess you'll be next after your little friend over there then." Brenda said rolling molly over to the pot and fixing the chair with her magic.

Brenda went back to the pot, getting ingredients for her appetizer soup. she started cutting onions, carrots, potatoes, and cabbage. Billy could only mumble now as his mouth was bound by cloth and couldn't move. he began to sweat in the pot as Brenda was adding the ingredients. she also started adding spices like salt and pepper, and other various spices. Brenda began mixing everything up and moved the pot from the fire pit and over to the counter. she began rubbing her tummy, which gurgled loudly enough for everyone to hear. she looked up and giggled before walking over to Sarah who was mindless eating everything in sight. she had now tripled her own weight as molly continued to lay on the floor helpless.

"oh what little piggies I have here." Brenda said laughing and rubbing seraphs belly. "I'm gonna be stuffed tonight."

Billy was frightened now as Brenda came over with eyes of lust. she picked up the pot with inhuman strength and started pouring the entire pot into her mouth. her mouth opened up really wide as she did it and poured all the broth into her mouth. her belly quickly started to expand bigger than it already was and the pot itself was as big as her tummy. soon Billy started sliding out right as the last of the broth entered into body. as Billy was beginning to finally come out of the pot, Brenda opened her mouth even bigger and swallowed Billy completely into her mouth, closing around him. Brenda started moaning in pleasure as she licked all over her victims body. her cheeks were extremely budged out on each side as she tormented her victim in her cheeks. she did this for about five minutes, Billy crying inside her the entire time before swallowing him and making her belly budge even more.

Brenda gave off an enormous belch and excused herself politely. she rubbed her tummy which now couldn't be contained by her already huge shirt, which became more of a fancy bra now. she waddled over to molly who was still laying on the floor and picked her up with her inhuman strength and threw her up on the counter. she began groping and prodding molly's bloated body. she then went to her fridge and got out a tub of butter and started lathering molly's body all over, from her head down to her ankles. after she was finished she pulled her down to the edge of the counter and licked her lips. she decided to wait and let Sarah finish her growth. Sarah started to freak out in her head. she had just witnessed her friend and man she hoped to be her boyfriend be eaten alive. and soon her and molly would be next on the menu.

Brenda took a seat next to Sarah and started helping her eat more food. Sarah had been slowing down a bit and Brenda didn't want that. Brenda took away the food and came back with a funnel and weight gain mix with her special formula in it. she inserted the funnel in rather forcefully as Sarah was fighting back a bit. Brenda started pouring the weight gain mix down her throat. the mixture was causing a major effect on body as it began ballooning her up real quick. before Sarah knew it she was 600 pounds like molly and broke the chair under her, thumping to the floor heavily. Brenda laughed as she saw Sarah struggling to move to no avail. Brenda stepped over her and planted her ass atop seraphs mountainous belly.

"oh no, my little piggy fell down." Brenda said slapping Sarah's belly and laughing before getting up.

Brenda made her wait over to molly who was still on the counter and pulled her further towards the end of the counter. she pulled molly's feet into her mouth and began slurping them down her throat. Brenda's mouth opened insanely wide to accept her new fattened prey. Brenda quickly made her way down molly's legs and started on her massive belly. Brenda lifted up molly in her mouth and in one gulp, swallowed her down. Brenda's belly budged out further, becoming bigger then Brenda in general. it shook and jiggled around as her new occupant crushed Billy inside her. Brenda let out another big belch and licked her fingers and lips sensually.

"looks like you two weren't the only piggies here today." Brenda said with a laugh.

"hhmm mmh hmhmh hmmhh hm mhhh hmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!" Sarah tried to say was unable to do her mouth being to expanded to speak.

Brenda waddled heavily over to Sarah and flopped down on her belly next to Sarah. Brenda rubbed her hands in anticipation and grabbed Sarah's head and brought it to her mouth. again it opened widely to take in her final victim she had captured. she took her time with Sarah as she was feeling fatigued and really full already. she slowly made her way down her breasts, which she licked vigorously over them. Sarah couldn't help but moan a bit. after a few minutes, Brenda started moving down her body towards her huge belly. slowly she climbed up the mountainous tummy and licked all over her. Brenda took her long tongue and shoved it deep into to Sarah's belly button, causing her to squirm and wiggle as best she could. after getting over the belly button, Sarah just seemed to slide in until Brenda got to her fat legs. that's when the door busted open and a man came running in.

"kids are you here!" the man yelled. "Billy it's da..... OH GOD WHAT ARE YOU DOING WOMAN!"

Brenda quickly swallowed Sarah and poised herself to chat. "oh just finishing you son and his friends for dinner. wont you join me?" Brenda said with a laugh.


"you just saw me eat someone's legs didn't you." Brenda stated. "and I'm laying on my massive tummy, where do you think they are stupid." Brenda said being a little annoyed now.

"HOW COULD YOU FUCKING EAT THEM YOU BITCH." Billy's dad shouted again.

"you moron, I'm a witch, but I'm also a bitch!" she said with a smile. "and I think my dessert just arrived."

"the fuck are you talking about." Billy's dad said. "your pinned down by your stomach, all I have to do is go get a knife and cut you open."

"umm hello, does the term witch mean anything to you stupid?" Brenda said with a bigger smile and raising her hand.

with a flick of her hand, the door slammed behind him. he turned to see what the noise was only to realize that he was trapped now. another hand gesture his clothes came flying off, ripping from his body. he tried to cover himself but to no avail as Brenda forced him to extend his arms out open to further modify his body. with a snap of her fingers, Brenda covered the man in chocolate, sprinkles and covered his head with whipped cream and a few cherries on top. with that Brenda was finished and ready to stomach her dessert. she forced his hands by his sides and levitated him above her mouth. she slowly guided his body down her throat and into her own massive tummy.

Brenda was in a euphoric bliss. the chocolate was a sweet comparison compared to his tangy tasting body. she licked all the chocolate off his body as he went down into her tummy. the further Billy's dad went in, the further off the ground Brenda was pushed. Brenda's belly groaned as it was stuffed well past her own limits and she continued to eat him. she couldn't let him get away now as she knew her secret and needed to get rid of all the witnesses. she began to think fattening up the girls so big was a bad idea as now her belly started getting stretch marks and a great pressure began building up in her belly. more than half of the tall man was inside of her, and the more she grew, the more she thought she was going to explode. she didn't have a choice so she continued to devour the pathetic man. she had reached his head and the pressure was immense.  with one final swallow she sent the man into her belly. it started shaking and moaning from the pressure and Brenda didn't think she would be able to take it anymore. she was going to explode.

and she did, letting out a massive belch that she didn't think was possible. it lasted a minute in length. Brenda rubbed her swollen middle and laughed at the idea of her exploding. she sighed with relief and continued to rub her belly. she was now higher off the ground then when she was standing and her victims were now beginning to regain their movement inside her. they struggled with all their might but to no avail, they were trapped inside her. Brenda laughed at their feeble attempts to escape, trying to pushed their way up her throat, pushing hard on her side to see if she would rip open, even trying the back way. Brenda was gonna be here for a few days digesting her victims. this was the biggest catch she had ever gotten in one go. now her only hope was that no one else would find her cottage or else she might actually explode next time.
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Pokémon PG: Kanto Adventures #1: Our Expanded Adventure Begins

Pallet Town Outskirts—Route 1

“See I told you!” called a voice from behind the tall grass leading out of Pallet Town.

Outside of Pallet Town two young women ran to a collapsed Pokémon lying just on Route 1. It was a tailed, bipedal, ground-dwelling pholidote notable for its defensive capabilities. Its body is mostly covered in a dry, tough hide, which is colored to blend in with the sands of the desert. It has two sharp claws on each foot and has three small but sharp claws on its paws, which are also useful for burrowing and can sometimes be poisonous. The two people, Jessica and Elena, inspected the Pokémon. They were both sisters, Jessica being the eldest at eighteen and Elena being fourteen.

Jessica had long flowing brown hair that went down her back and long bangs that ran down the side of her face down to her chest. Atop her head was a white baseball cap that was worn backwards and had a blue Pokéball on its front. Her white tank top was only long enough to cover her breasts but the rest of her torso was covered by a blue hoodie that was partially open which showed she was wearing a necklace with what looked like a Squirtle shell pendant. On her upper arms were blue armbands and on her hands were white gloves. Next below her waist was a pair short torn white denim shorts that were over blue cotton shorts. Her white boots cover up to just below her knees and the portion over her toes were black, each boot had a zipper instead of laces or straps and her blue socks reached over her knees.

Elena’s brown hair was neck-length and mostly hanging in front of her shoulders. Wrapped around her head was a bandana with a Pokéball pattern. She had a white tank top like her sister’s only it revealed more cleavage then hers. She had a pink hoodie that was long enough to reach her ribcage and was left open leaving her midsection bare. On the back of the hoodie was the image of Mew, a Pokémon widely considered to be a myth. Her legs were covered with baggy black pants with a Pokéball on the side of each thigh and a white belt that held them up. And finally she wore pink and white sneakers on her feet.

“It’s a Sandshrew,” claimed Elena.

“I know it’s a Sandshrew,” said Jessica. “But why is it out here? Sandshrew don’t live out here.”

“That’s what I’ve been trying to tell you. It was abandoned by its trainer, some guy wearing a strange black outfit.”

Jessica examined the Pokémon, “We have to get it to Professor Oak’s lab right away.”

Just as the sisters nodded in agreement they heard the sound of grass rustling. They looked away from the Pokémon and found that they were surrounded by men and women wearing black uniforms with a stylized ‘R’ on their chests.


A young man with inch-long brown hair stood up on a sturdy tree branch and looked down below. This was Lucas, older brother to Jessica and Elena. He’s wearing a black t-shirt under an unbuttoned shirt that was black over his chest with an orange Pokéball on his left and orange over the rest of his torso and his sleeves. On his hands were black fingerless gloves. Then on his legs he wore gray pants with a black belt that had one Pokéball on it. His sneakers were black and orange. And finally strapped over his left shoulder and hanging by his right hip was a gray travelling bag in which he was digging in.

From his bag he pulled a pair of high-tech binoculars. Viewing through them he was able to zoom in closely on the camp of Team Rocket. He saw a few grunts walking around. Then there was the three that stood out, a hulking man, a short man who could be confused for a child, and a rather thin woman who was facing away.

That woman is creepy thin, thought Lucas before the woman turned revealing a rather round belly. She looks thin from the back but she’s really pregnant. They’re evening doing this to their own people? I don’t get what all this will accomplish.

The woman was wearing a gray robe with an ‘R’ on her chest, which was very accommodating for her new form. She happily caressed her pregnant belly as a mother normally would but Lucas knew this woman wasn’t experiencing a normal pregnancy.

That’s kind of creepy, he thought. What should I do? These people have been impregnating women all over Kanto and now they’re dangerously close to home. I can’t let them get to Pallet Town.

Pallet Town Outskirts

“No stop!” yelled Jessica unseen by the tall grass.

A couple of Rattata ran through the grass and came across Jessica who was being held down by two Team Rocket grunts. An older man walked up to them. He looked at Jessica and then Elena who was being held down by five grunts as she thrashed about. Jessica had tried to break free but was worn out from struggling.

“My dear don’t you know how dangerous it is to travel in this tall grass without a Pokémon?” asked the man. “What is your name?”

“Jessica…,” she said.

“Ahh, Jessica, a lovely name for a lovely young lady,” said the man. “Just one more question, how old are you?”

“Eighteen,” she replied before tears run down her face.

“Well, Jessica you’re exactly what we’ve been looking for. You can call me Dr. Namba.”

Dr. Namba stood at five feet six and is partially bald. Over his work attire he wears a long white coat indicating that he is a scientist. The rest of the group wore the standard black uniform issued to low level members. Jessica looked at Elena worried about her sister more than herself.

“What do you want from us?” she asked.

“My dear I am a scientist of Team Rocket, we’ve discovered something great and we need your help,” answered Dr. Namba.

“Team Rocket? I’ve heard of you. You’re no good crooks who steal people’s Pokémon!”

“Yes, maybe so,” laughed Dr. Namba. “But we will be known for much more than that very soon, with your help of course. See we’ve found the remains of three extraordinary legendary Pokémon, the last of their kind.”

“What?” asks Jessica.

“There isn’t a single one of them left in existence. We instantly came up with a plan to resurrect them,” continued Dr. Namba. “We knew if we did this we could use these Pokémon to take over the world. So we set our plans in motion and we came up with something special. We just needed one thing, a way to let these creatures grow in a safe environment. We came to the conclusion that we needed the bodies of young women to revive these Pokémon! Their wombs being the special environments! This is what led us here.”

“You need my womb to resurrect a Pokémon?” asked Jessica.

“Yes,” Dr. Namba as he pulled a small container from his lab coat. “This pill in here contains the DNA of the Pokémon we wish to resurrect, once you swallow it…”

“No…,” muttered Jessica. “No! Stay away from me.”

“Keep her down,” ordered Namba to the two Team Rocket grunts.

They do so and he stepped up to Jessica and forced open her mouth. He placed the pill in her mouth and then grabbed a bottle of water from his other pocket and poured it into her mouth.

“Drink up,” said Namba. “Our previous attempts say it tastes bad, so the quicker it goes down…”

With her eyes wide open with fear she swallowed the water with the pill going with it.

“You don’t know what a great service you’re doing for us,” he said. “You’ll be written down in the Team Rocket history books.”

“Ahh…,” muttered Jessica at the taste in her mouth.

Namba signaled his grunts to let go of Jessica. She grabbed hold of her stomach as pain set in.

“It hurts!” yelled Jessica.

“Yes, it will for a moment,” he explained. “This is no normal pregnancy. You’re carrying a Pokémon egg in you. You’ll instantly look nine months, although you’ll still have to sit through the normal pregnancy length.”

“Oh!” she moaned.

A small bump grew out on Jessica’s abdomen. She rubbed it in fear. Finally the bump grew to its full size bursting out of her hoodie. Jessica looked nine months pregnant as Namba explained she would and with such a short top her bare belly showed. Her breasts also began to swell as most women experienced during their pregnancy.

“Oh my god,” muttered a shocked Elena.

“Congratulations, you’re gonna be a mother,” snickered Dr. Namba. “Now pick her up! We have to get a reading on the development within her midsection.”

“Whoa, she’s a lot heavier now,” said one of the Rocket Grunts.

“Obviously, each pill makes the surrogate gain forty pounds. Now let’s go!”

“Hold it right there!” yelled another voice of a female.

“What’s this?” asked Dr. Namba.

“Growlithe, take them down!” yelled the woman in a blue uniform which holds a police badge over her left breast and her hair is a bright blue.

The police arrived on scene. And with them their Pokémon Growlithe, which is a quadruped, canine Pokémon. It had a short, rounded muzzle, a small, fluffy tail, a tuft of fur on top of its head, and rounded ears. It had bright orange fur with black stripes over its back and on its forelegs. Its belly, tail, and fluff on top of its head are a cream color. Its nose is shiny black, while the insides of its ears are light brown. Growlithe had two claws on its forepaws, and its paw pads are brown.

“No we can’t let the police interfere with our plans,” Dr. Namba grunted. “Stop them!”

“Go Zubat!” yelled one Rocket Grunt.

“Go Rattata!” yelled the other.

“Growlithe, use flamethrower now!” yelled the police officer.

“Grow-lithe!” growled Growlithe as it launched its flame attack from its mouth.

Growlithe’s flamethrower hit its mark knocking Zubat and Rattata unconscious.

“You fools!” yelled Namba. “We have to get out of here!”

“Return!” called both Rocket Grunts.

With the use of a smoke bomb Team Rocket caused enough of a distraction to slip away. The police tried to go after them but was unable to find them.

“Oh, darn,” said the woman. “They got away.”

She walked over to Jessica and a shocked look grew on her face.

“They said you were thin…,” muttered the woman.

Tears run down Jessica’s face.

“They impregnated me,” cried Jessica.

“Oh, you poor thing… My name is Officer Jenny,” she said.

Jenny takes her and Elena to her squad car and put a blanket over Jessica’s shoulders. Another officer drove as Jenny sat in the back with Jessica. The officer rubbed Jessica’s belly to comfort her. Elena couldn’t believe what she had just seen.

Jessica’s House in Pallet Town—The Next Day

There was a knocking at the door. Jessica’s mother opened the door, outside stood two young women the same age as Jessica. The first was Lynn who had long black hair with red highlights wrapped in a red bandana. Lynn’s eyesight was pretty poor so she needed to wear glasses. Her gray shirt was long extending below her waistline leaving her skintight black shorts barely visible and covered her neck much like a turtle-neck sweater. Over her shirt she wore a red vest with a Pokéball design on the back. Her red belt was worn over her shirt. Finally her gloves and sneakers matched the rest of her clothes.

The other was Anya whose brown hair was fashioned a little wildly compared to Lynn. She had bangs that completely covered her forehead and two long strands that hung at each side of her face. Her hair was long enough to run down her back but was held up in a ponytail. She wore a green hoodie that left her midriff bare and its sleeves reached to her elbows. She also had a pair of low cut baggy blue jeans that was held up with a black belt that had a silver chain hanging off her hip. Finally she had two accessories, one being a leather strap bracelet with a Pokéball on it and the other a choker gold necklace with a locket that had a Bulbasaur on it.

“Lynn, Anya,” said Jessica’s mother.

“Hi, Erika,” started Lynn. “We heard about Jessica. We came by to see if she’s doing okay.”

“That’s so sweet of you,” said Jessica’s mother. “Jessica is resting upstairs. Go on up, it may not be easy but maybe you can cheer her up a bit.”

“We’ll try,” replied Anya following Lynn up the stairs.

Jessica sat in her bed rubbing her stomach. She sighed. She then turned to the sounds of knocking at the door. She was reluctant to answer it. She knew had it been her mother or sister they would have simply just walked in without notice. She took a deep breath and invited in her friends who were easily shocked by her new appearance.

“Jeez, Jess,” said Anya as she looked upon Jessica’s belly. “You’re so…huge.”

“I know,” says Jessica. “Thanks for pointing that out. I wasn’t depressed enough about this.”

Lynn sat down at Jessica’s side and began to rub her belly. During this she happened to catch sight of her new bust size.

“Wow, this is really unbelievable,” said Lynn.

“You’re telling me,” moaned Jessica. “I was taken to get an ultrasound today and they say there’s a giant egg inside of me, the equivalent of having twins. The thing I’m gonna give birth to, isn’t even human…”

“I’m so sorry this happened.”  Lynn rubbed her belly some more.

“Yeah, now I can’t go on our journey,” pouted Jessica. “I hope you guys have fun.”

“No,” interjected Anya. “We all agreed we wouldn’t go without each other. We’ll wait till next year.”

“No you two have been dying for this,” said Jessica. “I can’t do this to you.”

“It wouldn’t be the same without you,” replied Lynn.

“Then I’ll still go with you, I may have gained forty pounds, but I can still walk around with this bulge,” answered Jessica.

“That wouldn’t be right.” Anya then put a hand on Jessica’s belly.

“There’s no talking me out of it!” exclaimed Jessica jumping up. “I’m gonna go on our Pokémon journey! Ah…”

“What is it?” asked Lynn.

“My panties just snapped,” replied Jessica.

“Since we can’t talk you out of this, we’ll just have to stop at a store and get you some maternity clothes,” said Anya.

“Well I can get some new underwear, but I am not wearing some big dress!” yelled Jessica. “I didn’t ask for this pregnant gut and I didn’t even get sex out of this! I’ll wear what I want and everyone is gonna see my belly!”

“Well glad you can still be cheerful about this,” snickered Anya. “But can you at least wear pants?”

“Heh,” blushed Jessica.

“You know I heard there’s this new store that just opened in town,” claimed Lynn. “They specialize in trainer maternity wear.”

“Really?” asked Jessica before heading to her dresser and pulling out a pair of boxer shorts. “I saved some of Lucas’s old boxers for a day I might need some comfort. Who would have known this would be the source of discomfort I’d need them for.”

“You’re wearing your brother’s old underwear?” laughed Anya.

“You laugh but I know you’re jealous,” smiled Jessica. “You love my brother.”

Anya blushed and tried to change the subject, “Lynn, you say this store is new? Seems very convenient for them now that all these trainers are starting to become pregnant all over Kanto.”

“It does seem that way doesn’t it?” Lynn pondered. “I guess we’ll just have to check this place out.”

Oak Pokémon Research Laboratory

After surveying the Team Rocket camp out on Route 1, Lucas had reentered Pallet Town. The first building he happened to come by was the lab of the one and only Professor Oak. Anyone from Pallet Town knew it well, with its most prominent feature being its large windmill. Lucas climbed the long staircase leading to the lab. He was called away from Route 1 when news of what happened to Jessica reached the lab. He entered the lab and the first person to greet him was the granddaughter of Professor Oak, Daisy. The first thing he noticed of course was what was filling her turtle-neck sweater.

“Daisy, I see they got you too,” Lucas referred to her apparent pregnancy.

“Yeah, it happened after you left the Orange Islands,” she claimed. “I was doing some investigation with Lorelei when we ran into Team Rocket members again. They got us.”

“Lorelei is pregnant again?” he asked.

“Yes, but that’s not why I called you off your mission,” replied Daisy. “It’s your sister Jessica. They did this to her too. She was out on Route 1 trying to save this Sandshrew.”

“What?!” Lucas was surprised. “Jessica is pregnant? I have to go see her right away.”

“Lucas, wait.” Daisy stepped forward showing signs of discomfort. “We got a message from G-Men HQ. You have a new mission…”

“Are you all right?”

She took a deep breath before she answered, “I’ve been feeling contractions over the last hour. It’s almost time for me to give birth.”

“You shouldn’t be walking around in this condition…” Lucas went to get a chair for Daisy but was stopped.

“It’s fine. I’ve been keeping off my feet but I needed to walk around a bit. Sitting can be just as tiring. Listen don’t worry about me. I have a doctor on hand for the moment my water decides to break. You be more concerned with this new mission. You have been assigned to go along with your sister and her friends on their journey. It is believed that your sister maybe carrying a legendary Pokémon. Team Rocket will be watching her and I know there’s no way anyone will be able to talk her out of going. You must follow her posing as an ordinary trainer. That means catching more Pokémon and defeating gym leaders. This mission was sent down directly from Lance.”

“Lance, really?” Lucas was again surprised. “This is really serious then. Could this have something to do with the incident on out by Shamouti Island?”

“Lance believes so.” Daisy put a hand on her belly near her protruding bellybutton that was very visible through her sweater. “Go find your sister and her friends. Bring them here so that my grandfather can provide them with a starter Pokémon. They’ll need all the protection they can get.”

“Right.” Lucas agreed and headed out.

Pokémother Central

Jessica and friends entered the store that specialized in dressing Pokémon trainers that had recent run-ins with Team Rocket and refused to let their current predicament to prevent them from continuing their adventures. The girls looked around seeing a number of female trainers who all appeared pregnant. Jessica was the biggest of them all, which sort of upset her. Before leaving for the store Lynn called ahead and found out that they were able to adjust clothing to fit where needed, so Jessica brought her clothes with her in hopes of not having to buy a whole new wardrobe.

“Ahh, you must be the young mother who needs our help,” said a male clerk with pale blue neck-length hair. “I can tell you are in dire need of our services.”

“Yeah, so you can really adjust my clothes to fit this massive gut of mine?” asked Jessica.

“Indeed we can just give me a moment to work and while I do why don’t you check our merchandise to see if anything catches your eye,” smiled the clerk. “There are quite a bit of young women in your same situation and they all plan on continuing their adventures despite their extra added weight.”

They all looked around at the merchandise. Some of it actually looked impressive. While they continued they couldn’t help but look at the various trainers and their different shapes and sizes. Then they caught glimpse of another clerk, this one a female. She was pregnant as well, but what was strange about her was her long magenta hair that sort of hung unnaturally. Near her was another clerk who was really small and unbeknownst to them a Meowth in disguise.

“Oh, new customers!” cheered the pregnant clerk before noticing Jessica. “And wow you must be the biggest yet out of all our customers.”

“Thanks, you’re making me feel so much better.” Jessica was being sarcastic.

The clerk rubbed her belly, “There’s no need to pout. Sure this was forced upon you but what’s done is done. You should try your best to put your feelings aside because it’s unhealthy for the baby.”

“Well, you’re trying your best to not let this weight you down,” said Lynn. “No pun intended.”

“So do you have any information on why this is happening?” asked Anya. “Why Team Rocket is doing this?”

“We don’t know why,” answered the Meowth clerk. “We only have information surrounding the differences in each trainer.”

“Differences?” asked Jessica.

“Why yes,” replied the female clerk. “As you can see there are a number of women who are different sizes. We’ve learned the stronger the Pokémon the bigger the belly you have and longer pregnancy. The opposite happens for smaller and weaker Pokémon, you get a smaller belly and shorter pregnancy. I believe we have a record of a trainer laying a Magikarp egg only after an hour of becoming pregnant.”

“Really?” sighed Jessica. “I have a feeling I’ll be pregnant for a while.”

They finished up their conversation and went back to looking around. The female clerk looked down to Meowth, “That’s the one the boss wants us to follow. He seems to be interested in her friends as well.”

“We’ll be able to keep up with them no problem with my plan set in motion,” Meowth let off an evil grin. “James will sew a tracking device in the larger ones clothing.”

A little later the girls exited the store. Jessica was wearing her old clothing with a better fit. She was quite surprised and impressed by the quality of work on her outfit. The hoodie even wrapped around her belly like when she was thin, the zipper pulled the two sides together but was still technically open revealing her belly which it did when she was thin.

“So how do you feel?” asked Lynn.

“Huge,” replied Jessica. “But I’ll live. My mom gave me these new running shoes, but I think they’re point less in my condition, especially with my ankles swollen.”

“That must be bad,” said Anya.

“Yeah,” said Jessica. “You know if Lucas was still in Kanto I wouldn’t be in this situation.”

“You can’t always count on your brother for help,” Lynn pointed out. “I mean how can you be sure this still wouldn’t have happened?”

“I don’t know, but I wish he never went to Johto,” answered Jessica. “He should be going on our journey with us.”

“Well it wouldn’t have worked out in the long run.” Anya opened a book showing a couple Pokémon. “Professor Oak only has three Pokémon to give to new trainers.”

Professor Oak’s Lab

Professor Samuel Oak checked in on his granddaughter who had just given birth to a Pokémon egg. She was resting comfortably. One of his aides entered the room and informed him that Jessica and the others had arrived to get their starter Pokémon.

“Ahh, yes,” Oak said.

Moments later he was in another room standing behind a table with three Pokéballs on it. The girls stood in front of the table looking over them.

“Well, girls I’m glad you’re here,” stated Oak. “And I’m quite surprised that you would be here after yesterday’s problem, Jessica.”

“Nothing would stop me from doing this!” exclaimed Jessica.

“So what do we do?” asked Anya.

“Well each of you pick one of these three Pokémon,” answered Oak. “Hope you’re ready to make your choices.”

“Jess, you should go first,” suggested Lynn. “You’ve had rough time with this.”

“If you’re okay with it,” Jessica took a second. “I think I’m gonna go with Squirtle.”

“Anya, you go next,” said Lynn.

“Sure,” cheerfully responded Anya. “I’ll go with Bulbasaur.”

“And I guess that leaves Charmander to me,” replied Lynn.

“I’m glad you came to this so easily,” said Oak. “You’ll need these Pokéballs for catching other Pokémon during your adventures. You can always buy more at Pokémarts across Kanto. Also these are called Pokédexes; they hold information on all the Pokémon in this region. It will come in handy when you need help.”

“Let’s see.” Jessica opened the Pokédex with one hand while her other one is on her belly.

Squirtle, the Tiny Turtle Pokémon. Squirtle’s shell is not merely used for protection. The shell’s rounded shape and the grooves on its surface help minimize resistance in water, enabling this Pokémon to swim at high speeds.

“Oh, cool,” smiled Jessica rubbing her belly some more.

“My turn.” Anya clicked her Pokédex.

Bulbasaur, the Seed Pokémon. Bulbasaur can be seen napping in bright sunlight. There is a seed on its back. By soaking up the sun’s rays, the seed grows progressively larger.

“Cool,” Lynn answered ready to find out about her Pokémon.

Charmander, the Lizard Pokémon. The flame that burns at the tip of its tail is an indication of its emotions. The flame wavers when Charmander is enjoying itself. If the Pokémon becomes enraged, the flame burns fiercely.

“You have everything you need to become excellent trainers,” claimed Oak. “You’ll want to begin on Route 1 and head to Viridian City which has the first gym to the Kanto League, along your trip you’ll want to pick up more Pokémon to help ensure your victories.”

“Will do,” said the girls together. “Thanks Professor!”

Route 1

The girls walked through the forest together. They were chatting about their Pokémon when Anya noticed something. Jessica started to waddle. Jessica and Lynn stopped when they noticed Anya’s attention focused on the way her friend walked.

“Jess, you’re starting to waddle,” said Anya.

“Well I am pregnant after all…,” sighed Jessica. “It’s to be expected after all. I’ll just have to get used to it. Why don’t we start looking for Pokémon?”

Jessica moved quickly despite her hindering shape over to some tall grass as fast as she could and started to look in it. All that was visible of Jessica from the tall grass was her rear end that moved around as she searched. Anya and Lynn looked at each other trying not to laugh.

“Maybe you should take it slow,” suggested Lynn. “You don’t want to hurt yourself.”

“I’ll be fine,” replied Jessica before something jumped out at her. “Ahh!”

Jessica fell backwards and landed on her butt.

“Oww,” she muttered.

She looked before the creature that jumped at her. It is a short, chubby rodent Pokémon. It is covered in yellow fur, and its ears are long and pointed with black tips. It had a small mouth, brown eyes, and two red circles on its cheeks. There are pouches inside its cheeks where it stores electricity. Its forearms are short, with five fingers on each paw, and its feet have three toes. It had two brown stripes on its back, and its tail is in the shape of a lightning bolt with a patch of brown fur at the base. It had a V-shaped notch at the end of its tail. It is classified as a quadruped, but it has been known to stand and walk on its hind legs.

“Okay, I’m gonna get you for that,” said Jessica. “But first…”

Pikachu, the Mouse Pokémon. Whenever Pikachu comes across something new, it blasts it with a jolt of electricity. If you come across a blackened berry, it’s evidence that this Pokémon mistook the intensity of its charge.

“Hey, a Pikachu!” yelled Jessica. “It’s so mine now! Squirtle go!”

Jessica threw the Pokéball in which her Squirtle resided. It popped open and Squirtle came out in a flash of light.

“Squirtle!” exclaimed the Pokémon.

“Jess,” interrupted Lynn. “I think you made a mistake.”

“What are talking about?” asked Jessica. “I’ll catch it no problem… Damn, I forgot the typing match up. How could I forget that? Well, there’s no turning back now. Squirtle use tackle!”

Squirtle obeyed her command and went after Pikachu with a tackle attack. Pikachu prepared itself. Sparks can be seen coming from its cheeks.

“Pika-chuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!” yelled Pikachu unleashing an electric attack.

Squirtle is shocked badly and fell back unconscious.

“Squirtle no!” yelled Jessica.

“It fainted.” Anya shook her head.

“Oh, no,” replied Jessica. “Return.”

“Pika!” Pikachu was angry.

“It sounds mad,” said Janelle.

Pikachu began to charge at Jessica.

“No,” cried Jessica. “You wouldn’t hit someone who’s pregnant would you?”

Jessica closed her eyes in fear with her arms over her belly.

“Hoooowwwrrooo!” exclaimed another voice as it tackled into Pikachu.

“Huh?” questioned Jessica slowly opening her eyes. “Lucas?”

Her brother stood a distance away, but she can make him out. With him was a Pokémon she was unfamiliar with. It was a dog-like Pokémon with short, black fur. It had a red underbelly and snout. It had short, pointed ears and a tail. Its fangs protrude out of its mouth, and its nose is dark in coloration. There are white bands on its ankles, and more rib-like ones on its back. It appears to have a simplistic, stylized skull on its forehead, with the orbits looking much like ‘eyebrow’ patterning commonly seen on dogs. It also has circular, red-colored patterning on the underside of its paws.

“Houndour!” commanded Lucas. “Use flame thrower on Pikachu now!”

“Rooo,” replied Houndour obeying the command. “Hooowwwrrooooo!”

Houndour unleashed a blast from its mouth striking Pikachu. It hit the ground but got right back up and shook off the pain. The two Pokémon charged at each other and then dodged each other a number of times before finally bashing their heads.

“Pika…,” muttered Pikachu as it staggered.

“Wow, that was an effective hit,” said Anya.

“Now use your tackle!” called Lucas.

Houndour finds an opening and hits its mark. Pikachu falls over and faints.

“Here’s a lesson for you Jess,” said Lucas. “Pokéball go!”

Lucas threw a Pokéball at Pikachu and it is pulled into the ball. It shakes a bit with a red light flashing in the center button. Once the light goes out the ball stops shaking.

“Nice capture, Lucas,” said Anya.

“I can’t believe you’re here,” stated Jessica.

“I heard what happened,” replied Lucas. “I couldn’t just stay in Johto. What are you doing out here? In your condition you should be staying at home.”

“No way!” screamed Jessica. “This thing will not keep me from having the time of my life!”

“I figured…,” laughed Lucas. “The speech was worth a shot. I came to make sure you’ll be okay through your journey and so far it’s not looking to good.”

“It’s not?” asked Jessica.

“Come on everyone knows water-types are weak against electric-types,” explained Lucas. “I thought you knew that… Or is that thing in you getting the best of you?”

“Stop criticizing me!” cried Jessica. “It was a mistake. I’m entitled to them.”

Lucas walked up to them and picked up the Pokéball with his new Pokémon.

“Lucas, go easy on her.” Lynn defended her. “She’ll get her head back in the game soon, it’s just been a bad few days for her.”

“Okay I’m sorry, sis.” Lucas hugged his sister. “I just don’t want anything bad to happen to you and a little mistake like this could be a problem.”

“Okay,” said Jessica. “I’ll think before I act next time.”

“Good,” smiled Lucas.

“Hey, what’s this Pokémon?” asked Anya as she popped open her Pokédex.

No entry recorded.

“What?” asked the three girls together.

“You’re Pokédex is out of date,” responded Lucas. “I suspected Oak wouldn’t give you one of these yet.”

Lucas pulled out his Pokédex, which looked more advanced than theirs.

Houndour, the Dark Pokémon. Houndour hunt as a coordinated pack. They communicate with each other using a variety of cries to corner their prey. This Pokémon’s remarkable teamwork is unparalleled.

“It’s from Johto,” he claimed. “They have discovered a lot of new creatures, and Houndour is one of them. We met up after I left New Bark Town to explore the next town and been buddies ever since. Right Houndour?”

“Hoowwrrooo,” replied Houndour.

“It’s so cute,” said Anya as she pinched Houndour’s cheek.

“Well now that we’ve gotten together what should we do? I mean it’s getting pretty late.” Lynn looked up to the sky.

“We’ll make camp and I’ll help each of you catch your first Pokémon tomorrow,” answered Lucas. “Then we’ll all go to Viridian City.”

“Sounds cool,” agreed Lynn.

“Now this is what I wanted to do,” said Jessica. “Camp out under the stars. This pregnancy won’t stop this.”

“That good to know, but one question,” started Lucas. “How’d you get your clothes to fit?”

“This store back in town adjusted my clothing for me.” Jessica unzipped her hoodie. “It looks weird doesn’t it?”

Lucas placed his right hand on her belly, “No, but what I do find weird is the fact that it’s cold. I would expect your belly to be warm not ice cold.”

“I don’t know what to tell you,” stated Jessica. “Now can we go to sleep? I’m pretty tired.”

“I bet,” said Anya. “I’ll help you open your tent.”

They go about their plans looking for a good night sleep, but little do they know that they’re being watched.

“Sir, the girl is down there,” called a Rocket Grunt.

“Good,” smirked Dr. Namba. “We’ll let her have her fun. We won’t need her for nine months anyway, but in the meantime I think we found two more candidates for our last two pills.”

“What about the guy with the Houndour?” asked the Grunt.

“He’s a new trainer, like the girls,” Namba seemed unconcerned. “He shouldn’t be a problem at all. When it is daylight we’ll single them out and make these girls parents to be.”

To be continued…
Well, Pokemon X & Y have officially launched so as mentioned in my journal here is the remake of PPG #1. PPG #2 will be out tomorrow and #3 when I get it done. Now off to my new adventure with my Fennekin.
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Pokémon PG: Kanto Adventures #2: First Pokémon and Lynn’s Pregnancy!

Route 1

Jessica woke up in her tent wearing pajamas that unlike her regular clothes were not refitted for her size. Her shirt reached just below her ribcage and her pants rested underneath her belly. She gave her belly a quick pat before trying to get up. Once up she looked herself over. She examined her bra to see if it were still fitting properly. It wasn’t just her stomach that got too big for her shirt, her breasts expanded as well.

These babies got way bigger after I got this thing forced in my belly, thought Jessica to herself. When I was home I exploded out of my bra but when I got my clothes refitted everything seems to be fitting right. Well, except for my PJs but I don’t need them to cover my belly while I’m sleeping. I guess I’ll just have to live with this. When I give birth I’ll raise the Pokémon on my team and use it to lead myself to the championship!

Just as she thought to herself something happened. The egg inside began moving. It felt funny at first but she got used to it. The other day she was down, but this feeling changed her look on things.

“Lucas!” yelled Jessica to her brother.

“Are you all right?” asked Lucas.

“Your future nephew or niece is moving within me!” said Jessica joyfully.

“Nephew or niece?” he questioned. “Are you serious? You expect me to call a Pokémon a nephew or niece?”

“Why not?” she asked. “It may not be human but it’s growing in me nonetheless, which makes it family.”

“…,” sighed Lucas. “Fine, if it’s that important to you.”

“It is,” said Jessica. “What should I name it? Sure it’s a Pokémon but people nickname their Pokémon. Oh, it’s moving again! Feel it!”

Jessica grabs her brother’s hand and presses it on her belly. The movement was visible outside her belly. She did have a large egg inside her after all, the whole thing was moving at once.

“Wow it’s very strong.” He was surprised. “How can you stand it? It must hurt.”

“It doesn’t!” She put her hands on the sides of her belly. “It’s so great!”

“Bulbasaur!” yelled Anya. “Use vine whip, now!”

“Huh, what’s going on?” asked Jessica.

“A Pokémon wondered into our camp,” answered Lucas. “Anya is attempting to capture it.”

“Hmm, let’s see,” said Jessica pulling her Pokédex from atop her neatly folded clothes. “It’s that Sandshrew that Elena and I saved.”

“Really?” Lucas remembered seeing a Sandshrew at Professor Oak’s lab.

Sandshrew, the Mouse Pokémon. Sandshrew’s body is configured to absorb water without waste, enabling it to survive in an arid desert. This Pokémon curls up to protect itself from its enemies.

“Oh,” said Jessica.

Sandshrew followed the quartet through Route 1. It knew that one of these trainers saved it and wasn’t sure who, but felt it belonged with the group. Bulbasaur tackled into Sandshrew but nothing happened. Sandshrew then scratched Bulbasaur making it stagger back a bit. With her fists clenched Anya commanded Bulbasaur to use vine whip. In an act of defense Sandshrew curled up into a ball and was repeatedly struck by the vicious grass-type attack it was greatly weak against.

“What’s going on?” asked Anya.

“Its defense curl,” replied Lucas. “It’s a move that raises the defense of the Pokémon using it. Vine whip should be still effecting Sandshrew but it’s getting weaker every time defense curl is used.”

“Looks like you’re in a predicament,” giggled Jessica who was still holding her belly. “What are you gonna do to get out of this one?”

“Well, I have one idea,” answered Anya. “I checked Bulbasaur’s moves and it has one move that I didn’t think a starter would have. Bulbasaur let’s get things back in our favor. Use attract!”

“Attract?” wondered Jessica.

“Bulba!” called Bulbasaur as it winked with a bit of a devious smile just as a number of pink hearts swirled around it.

The hearts then floated over to Sandshrew circling around it. In a bright flash of pink the hearts entered the mouse Pokémon. It uncurled itself showing signs of attract working with its love struck look in its eyes. It just stood there as Bulbasaur moved in.

“Let’s vine whip it again!” commanded Anya.

Two long vines shot out from the bulb on Bulbasaur’s back and began whipping Sandshrew left and right. With the last strike Sandshrew fell over, with a glazed over look in its eyes. Anya withdrew one of her empty Pokéballs from her travel bag and threw it. The ball hit Sandshrew and when it popped open a red light sucked it inside. It hit the ground shaking a bit with a light flashing in the center button. Anya looked with Lucas as Jessica put on her hoodie. With a ping the Pokéball stopped shaking. As Anya went to pick up her Pokéball, Jessica noticed the way Lucas was looking at her.

“Hey, I see you’re eyeing a certain someone,” said Jessica with a smile on her face. “When did this come up?”

“What are you talking about?” asked Lucas.

“You’re staring at Anya, you love her I can see it,” giggled Jessica. “Don’t deny it!”

“Jess, just congratulate Anya,” sighed Lucas. “She caught her first Pokémon.”

“Yes!” yelled Anya jumping up and down.

“Admiring the scenery,” asked Jessica with a smile on her face.

“Will you stop already?” questioned Lucas. “We have to find you your next Pokémon.”

“Oh, all right,” pouted Jessica. “Spoil sport… Hey, where is Lynn?”

“She went to get some water,” replied Lucas.

By the River

Lynn kneeled at the river to drink some of the water. She enjoyed it, and after she finished she filled a container with water. Her Charmander walked around behind her, both are unaware that they were being watched.

“She’s a fine specimen,” said Dr. Namba hiding behind a bush. “Don’t you think so Cassidy?”

“Oh she’s just wonderful…,” answered Cassidy being sarcastic while holding her big belly that filled out her black Team Rocket uniform.

“She’s a little thinner than that Jessica girl,” said Namba.

“A little thinner?” snickered Cassidy. “The girl has no meat on her bones. She doesn’t even have boobs. Are you sure she hit puberty?”

“Why don’t you go ask her?” asked another voice.

“Butch, you watch your tune, or I’ll have you back scrubbing the bathroom floors at the Team Rocket hideout,” demanded Namba.

“Ehh, why me?” asked Butch.

Lynn stretched before she prepared to head for camp. She started to walk when something crossed her path. It was a serpentine Pokémon that resembles the larvae of the Spicebush Swallowtail. It is a green caterpillar with yellow ring-shaped markings down the sides of its body. It also had large yellow eyes with black pupils. Its most notable characteristic is the bright red antenna (osmeterium) on its head, which released a stench to repel predators. These and the large eye-shaped markings help to startle predators. Its feet are tipped with suction cups, permitting this Pokémon to scale most surfaces with minimal effort.

“Huh?” asked Lynn while pulling out her Pokédex.

Caterpie, the Worm Pokémon. Caterpie has a voracious appetite. It can devour leaves bigger than its body right before your eyes. From its antenna, this Pokémon releases a terrifically strong odor.

“You’re telling me.” Lynn held her nose shut. “Nevertheless I’m catching it! Charmander use ember!”

Charmander used its ember attack on Caterpie. With just one hit Caterpie is taken out, much to Lynn’s surprise.

“…,” sighed Lynn. “Are you serious, you’re that weak?! Well, I guess Pokéball go.”

Lynn picked up her Pokéball and thought about how she should train this Pokémon. Just before she could come up with an idea something brushed passed her.

“Rattata!” yelled another Pokémon from Lynn’s left.

“Mankey!” yelled another from her right.

“What’s the meaning of this?” asked Lynn.

The three members of Team Rocket that had been scoping out Lynn came out of hiding. Butch and Cassidy were partnered together when they entered the crime organization. They both wore the standard black uniform with a red ‘R’ issued to grunts. Butch had unusually green colored hair that was inch-long except for the bangs that covered his forehead. Cassidy’s hair was golden and stuck out sideways. She, like another Team Rocket member spotted by Lucas, was pregnant and fit well in her uniform. Apparently Team Rocket has maternity wear. Dr. Namba was a balding short man with fading light orange hair on the sides of his head with matching bushy eyebrows and mustache.

“You have been chosen,” replied Namba.

“Mankey, knock out Charmander!” commanded Butch.

Mankey quickly lashed out against Charmander and knocked it out.

“Rattata, tackle her!” Cassidy then commanded removing a hand from her belly.

Rattata tackled Lynn. She fell backwards landing on her butt. She winced in pain putting a hand on her back.

“Hold her down!” ordered Namba.

Butch and Cassidy both held down Lynn. Namba grabbed a container of water and walked up to her. He opened her mouth and put a pill in it.

“I’m sure your friend told you what happened, so I’ll save the details,” said Namba. “Enjoy!”

Namba put the container to her mouth and made her drink to swallow the pill. It quickly went down her throat. Lynn began to sweat as she felt a pain in her stomach. She indeed knew what was happening as Jessica explained it to her. She felt like her stomach had just filled with some kind of fluid, it made her feel nauseous. Her belly began to fill out more pulling her shirt up from underneath her belt and pushing the belt below her growing belly. The belt got tight as she gained more weight. Finally ending her growth she now looked nine months pregnant.

“Ohh,” moaned Lynn.

“Ha, ha, ha,” cackled Cassidy. “Even pregnant she has no boobs. This is so funny.”

“You bitch,” Lynn continued to moan.

“Quit your blabbering,” said an annoyed Dr. Namba. “Pick the girl up and let’s go before her friends come looking for her. I want to run some tests on her.”

Back at camp, the rest of the group prepared breakfast. All their Pokémon were out. Bulbasaur handed something to Squirtle with its vines while Pikachu and Houndour greet Anya’s newly caught Sandshrew. Pikachu went to say something when something caught its attention. Its ears twitched and it turned its head.

“What is it Pikachu?” asked Lucas.

Pikachu looked around and pinpointed what caught its attention. It turned back to Lucas and pointed. Pikachu then ran in the direction of the river that Lynn went to get water. Lucas ran off following Pikachu with Houndour right behind him. Jessica and Anya noticed this.

Anya put a pot down she had over a fire, “Lucas, what is it?”

“Something is wrong down by the river,” explained Lucas. “I’ll check in on Lynn, you stay here a protect Jessica.”

Lucas and his Pokémon proceeded to the river. They arrived in time to see Team Rocket attempting to lift an extremely pregnant Lynn into a truck. Her belly was the same size as Jessica’s but bigger than Cassidy’s. The Team Rocket duo struggled to lift Lynn into the back of the truck. She was too heavy for them and Cassidy was in no condition to do any heavy lifting.

“Will you put your back into it?” questioned Butch.

“Hey, you know I can lift anything this heavy while pregnant,” groaned Cassidy.

Lynn began moving around to make it harder to take her and she barked at them, “Don’t you dare call me heavy you cow!”

“Put her down you Team Rocket goons!” demanded Lucas entering the scene. “I won’t let you take her.”

“Huh?” Butch and Cassidy said together.

Houndour and Pikachu stood in front of Lucas. Houndour was growling while Pikachu stood with its hands clenched ready to fight. Team Rocket dropped Lynn, again making her fall on her butt. She winced more this time with added weight in this fall. The villains summoned their Pokémon for a double battle with Lucas.

“You think you can stop us?” asked Cassidy with a wicked smile. “You don’t stand a chance. Go Rattata!”

“Mankey!” shouted Butch. “Use karate chop on Houndour now!”

“Houndour, dodge it!” directed Lucas.

Although the Kanto Pokédex had little to no information on Houndour, Lucas knew that one of its weaknesses was fighting-type moves. Houndour pounced back as Pikachu flipped in front of Mankey with its cheeks sparking. With a strong thunder shock Pikachu sent Mankey soaring back. Rattata went after Pikachu but was intercepted by Houndour who shot its ember attack at it. The duo gritted their teeth as they watched their Pokémon be easily taken down. Houndour and Pikachu landed next to each other and united their respective attacks to strike Team Rocket at once. The thunder shock ember combo hit its mark sending both Rockets into the truck and their Pokémon back into them. Rattata landed on Cassidy’s belly causing her great pain.

“Ahh!” she screamed in agony. “It hurts so bad! I think I’m going into labor.”

“Hurry pick her up we must get out of here,” said Namba.

Butch dropped a smoke pellet and grabbed Cassidy. Team Rocket made their escape leaving the now pregnant Lynn behind. Lucas quickly walked over to Lynn to check on her. She was holding her back still after being dropped.

“Are you okay?” he asked.

“My back hurts,” she cried. “I don’t know if I can get up.”

Lucas grabbed hold of Lynn and piggybacked her back to camp. He could feel her belly pressing into his back which made it hard to carry her but he managed to do it nonetheless. Anya was the first to notice it as she ran up to them. Jessica kept back but saw by Anya’s expression that something wasn’t right.

“Oh, my god Lynn!” said a shocked Anya cupping her hands over her mouth.

Anya helped Lynn out of Lucas’s arms. She held onto Lynn as she got a better look at her belly.

“It hurts,” cried Lynn.

“I know it does, but it will go away soon,” claimed Jessica.

“Come on let’s get you over to the bench,” says Lucas. “Anya can you massage her back? She was dropped pretty badly.”

Jessica sat next to Lynn and put a hand on Lynn’s belly. “Wow, Lynn you’re as big as me. I can’t believe Team Rocket got you too.”

“Yes, they jumped out at me from nowhere when I was catching a Caterpie,” said Lynn. “And made me swallow this pill that impregnated me.”

“It’s more than likely another Pokémon within you,” stated Lucas. “I wonder what they’re gonna do with these two.”

“Try and rule the world,” mentioned Jessica.

“Wait Jess, didn’t you say they needed three young women?” asked Anya.

“Yeah,” replied Jessica.

“Then that’s it…” sighed Anya. “They’re hiding somewhere in this forest and I’m they’re next target. They want me pregnant as well.”

“Don’t worry I won’t let them get to you,” said Lucas putting his arm around Anya.

“Aww, how cute,” smiled Jessica.

“Oh, god I have to pee wicked bad,” moaned Lynn. “Help me up please.”

Lucas and Anya helped Lynn near some bushes and let her do her business. Lucas walked over to Jessica to check up on her.

“So how are you feeling?” he asked

“Good, the baby stopped moving around,” replied Jessica. “I’m surprised an egg can move that much.”

“Well, we all have new Pokémon now, except for you,” said Lucas. “You need help looking around?”

“Nah, I think I’ll be fine,” she answered. “My ankles and back were hurting me but I seem fine now. It’s strange but I’m not complaining. I’ll look around.”

“That bitch was making fun of me being flat-chested,” Lynn told Anya. “And how they didn’t grow when I got pregnant, but seeing how big Jess’s got I’m kind of relieved.”

“Let’s eat breakfast cause we need to get moving,” explained Lucas. “We have another day before we’ll reach Viridian City and we want to get a little closer.”

“Eating sounds like a good idea,” said an enthusiastic Jessica.

And less enthusiastically Lynn added, “But walking sounds terrible.”

“Are we gonna even have enough?” joked Anya. “Us and two pregos…”

The group ate breakfast and then began to walk in the direction of Viridian City. They walked what seemed like forever to their pregnant companions. They only stopped for a short lunch break and when they came across a random Pokémon that passed them. It resembled a plant bulb with round, foot-like roots. It had a blue body and beady red eyes. Five large, green leaves sprouted from its head. These leaves are prehensile. It can use them to scale vertical surfaces and catch light objects.

“Oddish!” said the wild Pokémon.

“Oh a wild Pokémon!” yelled Jessica as she bent over putting her hands on her knees. “It’s an Oddish!”

Most pregnant women would find it hard to stay bent like this but Jessica moved around with great ease. It’s as if she weren’t pregnant at all.

“I so want it but it’s a grass-type,” Jessica stated. “It’s not a good match up with Squirtle. What should I do?”

She thought about it a second and decided to throw caution to the wind. She called out Squirtle and sent it after Oddish. Squirtle rolled out of the way of an absorb attack and then dove in with a tackle attack. After several tackle attacks and close calls Oddish is knocked down. Jessica threw her Pokéball and caught her first Pokémon. She picked it up with ease and threw her arm up joyfully making her belly pop out of her hoodie.

“I caught Oddish!” exclaimed Jessica who then pulled the hoodie back down.

Later that evening, the group chose a new base camp and started to set up. Jessica was now holding her back in pain. Anya walked with Jessica and helped her to a log that was set around a camp fire.

“I don’t understand,” cried Jessica. “Nothing was hurting the entire walk here and now all of a sudden I’m in pain again. My ankles are swollen. I don’t get it.”

“A lot of weird things have been discovered concerning human pregnancies with Pokémon,” stated Lucas. “All the trainers who have been impregnated experience different things. Some gain stamina from the Pokémon they carry, that maybe what happened and you just wore yourself out passed your limits.”

“Really?” asked Jessica. “How do you know that?”


Jessica looked at her brother suspiciously, “You’re involved in this somehow. How else could you know?”

“Are you trying to say I’m involved with Team Rocket?” asked Lucas a bit annoyed.

“No, no,” Jessica defended herself. “I’m just saying you know something about this. More then you’re letting us know anyway. Spill it! Lucas why am I pregnant? What have you been up to all this time you were away?”

“That’s right Jess told me you went to Johto,” Anya joined in. “Did you experience this over there?”

“Come to think of it you never told me any stories,” Jessica remembered.

“Uh…,” muttered Lucas. “Well, you see I never went to Johto…”

“What!?” shouted a shocked Jessica. “Then where have you been?”

“The Orange Islands,” replied Lucas.

“Wait why did you go there?” She was confused.

“Well, I was never to tell anyone this, but since you all are now involved in all this…,” he started. “Back when I started to head to Johto with my Charmander…”

Incoming Flashback

Lucas was taking one of the routes leading to the Johto region when he came across two women being attacked by a Fearow and its flock of Spearow. The first was a rather busty woman wearing a black blouse with a purple skirt. She had on heels, which Lucas believed was an odd choice for journeying through the route. She put an arm up to guard her face in which she wore glasses. She had lower back length red hair that was in a ponytail with two long bangs hanging to the side of her face and some that covered half of her forehead and pointed out to the right.

The second’s hair was just and long but there was more of it in comparison. Her hair was a silvery-blue. She wore a yellow top with black outlining around her cleavage that left her neck and midsection bare. One would think this woman was thin based on the top but she had a large pregnant belly hanging out of it. Her white pants were unbuttoned because of her belly and seemed to be fashioned with a number of yellow ovals that hung from the loops one would place a belt. She too was wearing heels which were more questionable since she was pregnant.

“No!” yelled the redheaded woman.

She looked as if she was brutally beaten, her Pokémon were laid out behind her.

“If those Rockets didn’t gang up on my Jynx and Cloyster I wouldn’t be in this mess,” cried the woman.

Lucas assumed that meant that someone attacked them before the Fearow arrived. He decided he needed to help.

“Charmander, use Ember on Fearow!” he commanded his Charmander.

Fearow took the hit and it seemed to do some damage, it must have been a weak Fearow. It dived in at his starter Pokémon with a fury attack and it seemed to be working on Charmander. They trained a lot but he didn’t think it was ready for an opponent like the one it was fighting.

“Kid, don’t let your Charmander get hurt over us!” yelled the woman.

“Relax we’ll protect you,” he said. “Charmander use scratch now!”

As Charmander swooped in, Fearow used a massive gust attack sending his Charmander falling back. It closed its eyes knowing it couldn’t take Fearow at its current level and wished hard that it could protect everyone.

“What?” he said as Charmander began to glow in a bright light.

“It’s evolving,” said the woman.

“No way!” He was amazed.

“Char!!!!!” it yelled as it finally grew. “Meleon!!!!”

“All right Charmeleon!” I yelled. “Use flame thrower on Fearow now!”

“Meleon!!!” it roared as it hit Fearow with all its might.

The Fearow fell out of the sky. Lucas quickly thought about catching it and pulled out a Pokéball.

“Fearow, your rampage ends here!” he stated. “Pokéball go!”

“That was excellent,” said the woman. “It always good to see a trainer work well with his Pokémon, my name is Lorelei and this is Karen. You may have seen our work with the Elite Four.”

“Wait I have,” said Lucas. “My name is Lucas.”

Lorelei was only two years older than him and Karen three, but they were already members of the Elite Four. Lorelei requested his assistance in getting them to her home in the Orange Islands, so he carried the heavily pregnant Karen to the docks nearby Pallet Town while Lorelei kept up the best she could with an injured leg and went on the ship with her. Lorelei was surprised he could carry Karen so easily with her newly increased weight. Lucas sat Karen down and watched in amazement as her bellybutton popped out.

“Team Rocket did this to you?” Lucas asked.

“Yes, they’re a group of thieves who plan to take over the world with the aide of Pokémon,” answered Lorelei. “They attacked the both of us. An elder looking man made Karen swallow a pill that made her like this and was close to doing it to me.”

While in the middle of the sea, something happened, an explosion. “What was that?” he asked.

“It’s probably them,” responded Lorelei. “They came to finish the job.”

Two Team Rocket members found them and unleashed two very powerful Pokémon. With Lorelei’s out of commission and Lucas’s Fearow fainted all that was left was Charmeleon and it was taken down in an instance. One of the goons grabbed him and held him down as the other went for Lorelei. He watched him open up her mouth shoving something down her throat. Then for no reason they fled.

“What the hell was that?” Lucas rushed for Lorelei. “Lorelei, are you okay?”

“Ahh, ahh, I’m gonna be sick,” she said as she ran for the side of ship.

She started throwing up and he stood behind her rubbing her back. After she finally stopped she turned to face him. Her blouse came unbuttoned and he could see a bump in her abdomen. He grabbed her and watched as her belly grew huge. She was pregnant.

“They succeeded,” she said. “All they wanted was to impregnate us, so we would be slowed down and incapable of ruining their plans.”

“I’ve never seen anything like this before,” he said rubbing her belly. “You’re really, really pregnant and in a matter of seconds.”

“I had a feeling this is what they were gonna do,” moaned Lorelei. “Lucas, when we get to my home I will explain everything to you.”

They got to her house. She explained that Team Rocket had been impregnating women all over Kanto and the Orange Islands. She said that she joined an elite force of trainers who had the authority to take down those who misused Pokémon and that after foiling many of Team Rocket’s plans they came for her and Karen planning to slow them down by giving them a pregnancy of their own. Time went on and he stayed in the Orange Islands living with Lorelei, who asked him to replace her in the Pokémon G-Men, and trained for the day he would meet up with Team Rocket. Knowing he would be faced with the situation, the G-Men thought him how to aide female trainers in labor when Karen was about to give birth. He delivered a Pokémon egg and was surprised to find Karen returned to her formerly well-toned physique she had before getting pregnant not showing any signs of having been.

One of the higher ups of the G-Men, Lance, discovered Team Rocket’s whereabouts. They were going to Shamouti Island which was surrounded by three other islands which Lance believed was the main target of Team Rocket’s.

“Lorelei, are you sure you want to come out here?” asked Lance. “I’m sure Lucas can handle himself, especially since he was trained under you.”

“I’ll be fine, just because I’m pregnant doesn’t mean I can’t be out here,” replied Lorelei.

“So what’s so important about Shamouti Island?” wondered Lucas.

“It’s not Shamouti that’s the goal for Team Rocket,” replied Lorelei walking over to him. “Shamouti is the center of a small chain of islands. The three islands that form a triangle around it are sacred islands. To the north are Fire Island, southwest Lightning Island, and southeast Ice Island. Each island was rumored to be the home of one of the legendary bird trio. Team Rocket is looking to find proof of their existence and use it to further their goals.”

“The legendary bird trio?” he asked. “You mean Articuno, Zapdos, and Moltres?”

“Yes, no matter what we most stop them at all costs,” said Lance. “Too many innocents have been cursed by their insanity.”

The battle began once they arrived. There were numerous amount of Pokémon on Team Rocket’s side. Lucas and Lance called out Charizard and Dragonite respectively. Also there was Bruno who sent out Hitmonlee, Karen now back to normal sent out Gengar. Attacks fired all over. The Pokémon belonging to the G-Men all swooped in and struck down as many Pokémon as they could but for each one that went down more showed up. As the battle raged a stray attack shot at their ship that only Lorelei was on. She was knocked off her feet and crashed into a wall.

“Ahh!” she yelled in great pain.

“No, Lorelei!” both Lance and Lucas yelled.

Lucas ran over and checked her. Her water had broken and she was in labor. Lucas would aide her while she gave birth. He would turn around every so often to give a command to Charizard. This went on until finally an egg came out of her. The G-Men managed to push Team Rocket back but they still got what they wanted. The other members of the G-Men tended to the clean up after the battle while Lucas tended to Lorelei.

“God it feels so great to get that thing out of me,” said Lorelei placing a hand on a now flat stomach.

“Here take it,” Lucas said.

“No, for everything you’ve done for me during this ordeal I want you to keep it,” she said. “Now that we can see a design I can clearly identify it. It’s a Houndour egg.”

“A Houndour, huh?” I questioned.

A year went by and Lucas had his Houndour trained and part of his team. The day came when Lucas was to return to Kanto, having been given a mission to investigate the whereabouts of Team Rocket. He waited outside Lorelei’s house with her and her assistant Daisy Oak, a jeep than pulled up with Karen sitting in the driver’s seat. Lorelei said goodbye to her apprentice and he opened the door to the jeep to find a surprise. Karen was pregnant again and three times bigger than her first time.

“Karen?” asked Lucas.

“It happened in Viridian City,” she answered rubbing her belly that pushed into the steering wheel. “The ultrasound says there are three eggs in here. Triplets… this will be painful. I expect to be due any day now, luckily I have the one person I trust to deliver my babies going back to Kanto with me. You’ll stick with me until then right?”

Lucas put a hand on her massive belly and noticed her pants unbuttoned, not because they didn’t fit but just for comfort. Karen blushed. With a final wave they drove off heading to the island’s port. Together they went aboard a cruise ship.

Lucas’s Flashback Ends

“I guess you’re story leads to us,” said Jessica. “Lynn and I are carrying one of the legendary bird trio? This is crazy.”

“Yeah,” answered Lucas. “Why don’t we get ready to call it a night? We still have a ways to go to get to Viridian City.”

Weeks Ago—Faraway Island

The one thing Lucas didn’t know was that while on the ship something was happening on a quiet island located far from civilization we find a small camp setup within its jungle. There were a number of people walking about the camp, all of whom had something similar about them. Their clothing had various different sized ‘R’s.  Team Rocket was searching for something yet again.

“Please tell me we found something,” said one of the female executives, who stood out with her stylized red hair that pointed up by the scalp and reached down to her upper-back where it was fashioned to go sideways. “I would like to return to Kanto as soon as possible. I’m sick of this overheated environment.”

She and the female grunts had an additional similarity, they were all pregnant. The executive, named Ariana, put one hand on her belly and the other on her back as she tried to sit down without hurting her back. She wore a long-sleeved white dress with a V-neck and diamond-shaped opening over her belly which all showed the black blouse she wore underneath to cover her skin. She also inexplicably wore a pair of knee-high boots in white leather with stiletto heels, again something a pregnant woman wouldn’t normally wear.

“I should have known those ruins were booby-trapped,” Ariana continued. “And with ironically something that impregnates women. I wonder what could be growing in here.”

“Based on the nature of the ruins I suspect it’s a Pokémon,” said another executive, this time a male with purple hair and matching goatee. “The creature that once resided within these walls is widely speculated to be the ancestor of all Pokémon. It is believed to be the creator of all Pokémon, the Pokémon known as Mew.”

Just then the sound of what seemed like the ground shaking underneath the ruins caught the two executives off guard. More grunts appeared running away from the ruins. Some of the female members were picked off their feet by other male grunts to aide in their escape.

“Petrel, what’s happening?” asked Ariana of her male counterpart. “We can’t afford another setback like we had in the Orange Islands. Giovanni will be furious with us.”

“Clear the ruins immediately!” exclaimed Petrel before noticing a pink orb exit the ruins.

The shocked expression on his face caught Ariana’s attention. She looked at the orb not sure of what it was. Nearby a mysterious young woman with brown hair tucked into two buns, wearing a strapless top that was white around the portions that covered her breasts, not including her cleavage, the rest of the top was blue and could be buttoned shut but couldn’t due to her round belly that struggled to fit in her white shorts that were over black leggings, watched on.

“Sheena,” called a voice from within her belly.

“Yes, Lord Arceus?” she answered.

“Those people wish to bring harm upon this world,” replied the one named Arceus that lived within her pregnant belly. “The Pokémon that once lived on this island is responsible for the existence of many of the creatures you know today. That pink orb is what is left of that Pokémon. Its spirit has been awakened and is in danger.”

“What will happen?”

“The spirit will leave the island and seek out a suitable host to reside within. I’m afraid even though it will safely get away, the villainous group Team Rocket will still gain what they seek, the essence of Mew. They will bend it to their will and use it to endanger the world. This is why I’ve brought you here child. I have chosen you to help prevent this from happening. Although you yourself cannot get directly involved with the conflict it will be up to you to guide chosen heroes in protecting the Pokémon world.”

Sheena watched on as the pink orb left the island and Team Rocket moved in on the ruins to discover what they set out for.

Out at Sea

While on the cruise ship, Lucas and Karen sailed to Kanto through the Orange Archipelago’s seas. Karen was lying out by the ships pool in a bikini that surprisingly fit. She had a hard time putting sun tan lotion on her massive belly so she asked Lucas for help. As he did so the pink orb from Faraway Island appeared and flew into Lucas’s back without his knowledge. Some symbols appeared on his back.


As quickly as they came they faded. Lucas finished putting lotion on Karen’s belly and she thanked him. Their adventure continued on as they entered Kanto and did some investigating in Team Rocket’s dealings before Karen finally went into labor again. Days after Karen gave birth to three eggs Lucas left on his own to keep an eye on Team Rocket on Route 1 before returning to Pallet Town and joining his current companions.

To be continued…
Here's the remake of #2. I currently have no predictions on #3's re-release date, working on it now while I play Pokemon X. I've now played all day and have yet to get to the second gym. Either this game is really long or I like exploring a lot. Current team: Braixen, Quilladin, Wartortle (with Mega Stone), Pancham, Honedge, and Tyrunt. I started with Fennekin and during my game play I tried Wonder Trade out putting up a Weedle. I didn't expect to get a Chespin out of it. Anyway hope you enjoy this remake and let me know how X & Y are going for you.
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Pokémon PG: Kanto Adventures #3: The Viridian Caper Part 1! Bellies All Around!!

Route 1

The two very pregnant members of the group, Jessica and Lynn, sat back and played with their Pokémon while Lucas and Anya stood a short distance away surveying the terrain. Lucas held in his hands a device known as a Pokégear. He was using its map function to find out where they were.

“So where are we?” asked Anya. “We’re running out of food and the girls are starving. They’re so hungry it’s starting to get scary. I think I saw them eyeing the Pokémon food.”

“Well, they are carrying Pokémon after all,” Lucas laughed. “Who knows what kind of crazy cravings they’re having.”

“I don’t want to even think about," Anya shook her head. “If I’m not careful I might end up like them and experience the cravings myself.”

She then puffed her belly out as far as she could to see what it would look like and poked her belly.

“Don’t worry I’ll do everything I can to make sure that doesn’t happen.”

Anya sent a smile his way. After looking into each other’s eyes they blushed and looked away.

“We’re…we’re almost to the city. It shouldn’t be too long before we get there and find a Pokémon Center to eat dinner and get some sleep.”

Jessica and Lynn watched as the two stood next to each other. Jessica held in her arms her Squirtle and Oddish, while Lynn’s Charmander sat at her side and her Caterpie crawled up her belly.

“Ha, that tickles!” Lynn laughed.

“You know I wish they would just admit their feelings for each other,” said Jessica. “They obviously like each other.”

“It’s not as easy for everyone to admit to things like that as it is for you,” Lynn answered. “You always jump before thinking. That big belly of yours is a result of that. Hell, my big belly is a result of your thought process. If you stayed out of the tall grass that Team Rocket group wouldn’t be looking to impregnate us.”

“Who would ever think that there were lunatics out there that wanted to knock up women to give birth to Pokémon?”

“Okay, guys,” Lucas said as he walked up to them. “The city shouldn’t be too far off. Do you feel okay enough to continue on?”

“I’m fine,” said Lynn as she stood up.

“My ankles are a little sore but to get some food I’ll do anything,” answered Jessica.

The group continued on their way to Viridian City. Although they were tired they were determined to reach the Pokémon Center. They walked along a road where they found a truck that was surrounded by a number of police motorcycles. Lucas went ahead of the others to see what was going on. There he found some police officers tending to Officer Jenny who appeared to be in labor in back of the truck. Her belly was barely being contained by her police uniform. The male officers weren’t prepared for this and were freaking out.

“What do we do?” asked one of them. “Our radios are out and we won’t make it to the city in time.”

“Deliver the baby!” exclaimed Lucas. “Is it really that hard to grasp? She about to give birth, get out of my way!”

The others caught up with them. Jessica jumped in the back of the truck with strange ease, “What’s the plan?”

“With how much pain she’s in I imagine she’s gonna lay the egg soon,” explained Lucas. “We’ll have to help her now and then once she’s given birth take her back to Viridian City. We’ll need someone to drive the truck.”

“I can do that,” said Anya.

“Jess, I want you to assist me,” he continued. “Lynn if Jessica can climb in here so can you. I want you to hold Officer Jenny’s hand. Don’t worry about her hurting your hand. Officers I need some kind of cloth doesn’t matter what and water.”

“We’re on it!” they exclaimed before spreading out.

Everyone did as they were told. The big moment got closer. Jessica wiped Jenny’s head with a wash cloth to remove the sweat running down her face. Lynn held her hand. Her hand was tightly squeezed by Jenny but it didn’t hurt. After some breathing and intense pushing Officer Jenny eventually pushed the egg out of her. Jessica found something to cover Jenny. With it done Anya got behind the driver’s seat of the truck and Lynn got in the passenger’s seat. Lucas sat in back of the truck with Jessica sitting in his lap.

“That was painful just looking at it,” stated Jessica. “I’m amazed at how you took command of the situation. You being trained by the G-Men is a good thing for everyone. It will be weird if I go into labor out on some random route and you’re my only option to deliver the Pokémon egg.”

Viridian City

They finally reached the city. And to their surprise they found something much unexpected.

“More pregnant women, now that’s refreshing,” Anya sarcastically said behind the driver’s seat of the truck.

Everywhere they looked women with round bellies walked through the city. There were girls the same age as them pregnant, as well as women much older with child or possible Pokémon child.

“Lucas, things aren’t looking up for me,” said Anya looking at a young woman who's round bare belly hung out of her top.

“What I’m not gonna change my lifestyle because some group wants me to carry a Pokémon in my belly,” said the young woman.

“Let’s just get Officer Jenny to a hospital…” Anya sighed.

Pokémon Center

Like the rest of the city the female trainers in the local Pokémon Center were all pregnant. And of them all, the center’s nurse was the biggest of them all. Nurse Joy, one of many from the Joy Family, sat behind the counter wearing her usual pink dress that surrounded her swollen belly. In her hands she folded a white apron that she was also usually seen wearing.

“Wow, Nurse Joy, you’re huge,” said Lucas.

“Yes, so huge that I can’t wrap my apron around me…” Joy sighed.

“I’m really not surprised she's this big,” Lucas thought to himself. “The Joys are known to be very fertile women.”

Nurse Joy looked at the four trainers and was surprised to see the still skinny Anya. Then she saw Jessica and Lynn. Of all the women in the city, she knew that she was the largest when it came to belly size. All the other trainers have had normal sized bellies for a pregnant woman but these two girls were huge, not as huge as her but close. How they were able to walk was beyond her comprehension.

“You’re new to Viridian City,” started Joy. “You’re welcome to stay here but I hate to say I’m unable to provide care for your Pokémon. As you can see I’m unable to stand. I’m surprised you two can and even more that you’re not pregnant.”

“Guess I’m just lucky for the time being,” said Anya. “What happened here? How is everyone pregnant? This is unbelievable.”

“It is indeed,” Joy began to rub her belly. “Other than Team Rocket’s involvement, no one knows what really is going on. There are no reports of Rocket members running in the streets shoving impregnation pills down the throats of women.”

“Isn’t anyone helping you here?” asked Lucas. “Where are your male nurses? Unless they’re somehow able to get knocked up now there’s no reason for them not to be here.”

“All the members of my staff have not shown up for work in days,” replied Joy. “I don’t know why. I’ve talked to Jenny and she's tried to investigate but her hands are full with this bigger situation.”

Our heroes and Nurse Joy are approached by another young woman. To the surprise of the quartet, she wasn’t pregnant. She wore a bright purple long sleeve shirt underneath a black short sleeve shirt. There were purple Pokéballs on the sleeves of the black shirt. The purple shirt was long and covered a small portion of her baggy black pants that had matching purple Pokéballs above her knees. She had two black belts that hung diagonally off her hips, with one having an actual Pokéball on it. She wore a black choker with what looked like a pendulum hanging from it. She also had fingerless fishnet gloves that covered her forearm and over them three bracelets each, two black with a purple one in the middle.

She placed a toolbox on the counter, “I was finally able to fix that electrical problem, and then I helped that severely injured Pidgey. It should be fine for now.”

“Thank you Emi,” said Joy. “It seems you’re no longer the only non-pregnant woman in the city.”

Emi, as she was called, looked at Anya, “Well that’s a surprise. Usually new trainers are already pregnant when they come here. I’m Emi. I’ve been helping Nurse Joy around here.”

“I’m Anya, these two big bellied girls are Jessica and Lynn and this is Jessica's twin brother Lucas.”

“Nice to meet you,” said Emi.

“If you need any help with the Center I’ll gladly volunteer,” stated Lucas.

She smiled at the thought of having help, “It would be much appreciated. Some of the girls have been helping me here and there but in their condition they find it hard to stay on their feet for a long period of time.”

Nurse Joy looked at Emi, “Emi, why don’t you take a break? And show our new friends here the kitchen.”


Moments later the five teenagers were sitting next to each other at a table in the kitchen.

“So, Emi why aren’t you pregnant when everyone else is?” inquired Anya.

“I honestly don’t know,” she said. “I’m actually native to Viridian and over the past month I watched women of all shapes and sizes swell. I personally watched Nurse Joy’s flat belly grow to the round shape it is now. It was crazy watching her skin stretch the way it did.”

“Yeah, we’ve witnessed it ourselves,” Lynn rubbed her belly.

Our heroes ate together while Emi sat and watched. She only had a bottle of water, which she took a sip of while everyone else ate.

“There’s plenty more where that came from so don’t be afraid to have more,” she said. “Those little guys in your bellies are probably starving after traveling with no food.”

“Why aren’t you eating?” asked Jessica.

“I’m actually a health fanatic, so there’s only certain things I’ll drink and eat,” Emi answered.

“So are you a trainer?” asked Anya. “Do you have your own Pokémon?”

“I do,” answered Emi. “My mom gave birth to a Pokémon egg and gave it to me. It hatched into an Abra.”

“Then let’s battle!” exclaimed Anya.

“I would…but…”

Anya was confused by her lack of enthusiasm, “If you have a Pokémon with you, you should battle with it. What’s wrong?”

“Well…I haven’t been able to successfully train it yet,” she replied. “I don’t know what to do.”

“Battling is good way to get in some training. I haven’t had my first battle yet so this would be a learning experience for me.”

“Hmm…I guess.”

Later, behind the Pokémon Center, our heroes have gone out to the battlefield used by trainers to battle and train their Pokémon. A number of trainers have gathered in the stands, a good portion of them pregnant trainers. Among them sat Jessica and Lynn, while Anya stood on the battlefield across from Emi. Lucas stood in the referee’s position.

Jessica rubbed her belly as she looked over to Lynn, “Feeling more comfortable now?”

“Definitely,” Lynn said as she rubbed her own belly.

Lynn found another shop that specialized in Pokémon pregnancy like the one they went to for Jessica. She had her clothes refitted so they would be more comfortable. What she found strange was that the same clerks from before were there as well.

“The following will be a one-on-one battle,” said Lucas. “Now bring out your Pokémon!”

Emi threw an arm in front of her sending the Pokéball containing her Pokémon to the field, “Abra, let’s go!”

From the ball popped out a bipedal Pokémon that loosely resembled a fox. It had two short, fox-like ears on the top of its head, and in the middle of its face, it had two eyes which are usually seen shut. It had a somewhat lighter color around its nose and mouth. It looked like it is wearing armor, as it had two pauldron-shaped pieces on its shoulders and a fauld-like piece around its chest. It had three fingers on each hand and three toes, two in the front on either side, and one in the back near the ankle. It also had a tail, which is fairly thick and is the same gold color as the rest of its body, except for the brown band that is located around the top of the tail.

Anya pulled her Pokédex from her pocket to get some info on the Pokémon.

Abra, the Psi Pokémon. Using its psychic power is such a strain on its brain that it needs to sleep for eighteen hours a day. It senses impending attacks and teleports away to safety before the actual attacks can strike.

“Eighteen hours?” Anya thought to herself. “That’s some nap. Okay, let’s see. Abra is a psychic Pokémon so Bulbasaur’s secondary type of poison would make it a bad match up. That’s leaves me with one option.”

Anya picked a Pokéball and pressed the center button to make it bigger. She then threw it and in a flash of light popped out Sandshrew.

“Sand!” exclaimed the Pokémon.

“It’s Abra versus Sandshrew, battle begin!” exclaimed Lucas.

“Sandshrew, sand attack!” ordered Anya.

The Pokémon dug its claws into the ground and sent a flurry of sand Abra’s way. The sand hit its mark.

Anya smiled and threw a hand up, “Now hit it with scratch!”

“Abra, teleport!” commanded Emi.

As Sandshrew dove in for Abra it vanished. Sandshrew looked around with a bit of confusion. Anya was shocked that Abra disappeared like it did.



Abra reappeared behind Sandshrew but did absolutely nothing. Unfortunately, Emi’s Pokémon only knew the one move. Anya was unaware of this and continued to go on the offensive.

“Sandshrew, attempt scratch again!” exclaimed Anya.

It followed the command and nailed Abra with a strong enough attack to make it fall over and faint.

“Huh? That was it?” Anya seemed a bit disappointed.

“Sorry, Anya but that’s all my Abra knows,” explained Emi. “And I haven’t caught any other Pokémon so it’s been really hard training it.”

“We want a real battle!” exclaimed the crowd.

Jessica looked around, “Well, that didn’t go over well.”

A woman with neck-length black hair, wearing a white and purple robe that was filled with a pregnant belly stood up, “I’m not gonna let this pregnancy hold me back. I’ll take anyone on!”

“Wow, someone’s eager to put on a show,” laughed Lynn. “I’m actually surprised she has her belly completely covered.”

“Lucas, you should battle her,” Jessica said to her brother. “You probably have the most battle experience here.”

She pushed her brother onto the battlefield.

“I guess I’ll battle you, since my sister is so instant on seeing me in action,” Lucas shook his head.

“I’ll be the referee,” Jessica said taking position. “Now pick your Pokémon.”

“I am Psychic Laura,” said the pregnant trainer. “Let me show you the power of my Pokémon! Drowzee, stand tall!”

Drowzee, the Hypnosis Pokémon. Said to be a descendant of a dream-eating tapir. It was the first Pokémon to use a combination attack like Hypnosis and Dream Eater.

“A Drowzee, huh?” Lucas pulled out a Pokéball from his belt. “I got just the Pokémon for the job. Houndour, let’s show them how it's done! Use bite!”

“Drowzee confusion!”

Drowzee waved its hands and its eyes began to glow. It unleashed its confusion but Houndour ran forward unfazed. It leaped up and bit Drowzee on the arm. It cried in pain as Houndour dug into its arm with its fangs.

“Why didn’t confusion work?” asked Psychic Laura.

Drowzee fainted from the bite attack and Houndour walked over to its trainer who answered the psychic, “Houndour are quite rare in Kanto. Outside of Kanto three new types have been discovered. Fairy-type over in the Kalos region which we have just learned some Pokémon in Kanto actually are really typed. For instance Jigglypuff is a dual-type of normal and fairy. Than in Johto they discovered steel-type which Magnemite and its evolution line have been reclassified as and then dark-type which my Houndour is. Dark-types are super effective against psychic-type Pokémon.”

“No way!” yelled Laura.

“Fairy-type?” asked Jessica. “I want one! How do you know what’s being discovered in Kalos?”

“With Lorelei as my teacher she made sure I knew everything there was to know about Pokémon typing,” answered Lucas.

Later in the Evening

Night has fallen over Viridian City and our heroes have gone back inside the Pokémon Center to eat dinner and now are ready to go to bed. Jessica and Lynn discussed something before they're joined by Emi. They talked to her as Anya stepped out of her room. They then looked at her with wicked smiles on their faces.

“What?” asked Any before being pounced on. “Hey, what the hell? Get your hands of my clothes!”

Jessica grabbed the doorknob to Lucas’s room and together the three girls pushed in a naked Anya inside. With the door slammed behind her she quickly covered herself with her arms.

“Anya, what are you doing?” Lucas looked her up and down. “You’re naked.”

“Yeah, thanks to our knocked up traveling companions,” Anya blushed.

She turned around and tried to open the door. This left her butt uncovered and caused Lucas to blush.

“Damn it, they locked the door,” she sighed. “Now I’m butt-naked in a guy's room. I should have never told them how I felt. This is so embarrassing.”

“Felt about what?” he asked.

She turned around, “Abo…About you and me. I told Jess and Lynn that I had a crush on you and well they took it upon themselves to try and put us together. I don’t know why they think shoving me in here naked will help things…”

“So you have a crush on me?” he approached her.

“What? I… Umm… Yeah…” her face became even redder.

Anya nervously looked away. Her head was turned back to him when he put a hand to her chin. He then kissed her.

“I’ve felt the same way for quite some time now.”

Lucas went over to his bag and pulled out a shirt that would be long enough to completely cover her.

“Thanks,” said Anya. “This was really…embarrassing…”

“What’s wrong?”

Anya held her midsection in pain. Lucas watched as her breasts inflated. She than gripped the bed as her flat stomach began to swell starting with the lower half and then growing all the way out. She like her other companions was now pregnant but not nearly as big as them.

“Oh, my god…” she muttered.

Lucas was a bit shocked. “What but we haven’t come across Team Rocket since yesterday.”

“I’m pregnant…no…I don’t understand why this is happening…How could this happen?"

“I don’t know, babe.”

“God I must look repulsive,” she cried.

“No, you're still as beautiful as ever,” he put his hands on her round belly and witnessed her bellybutton pop out. “I’ll help you through this.”

The next morning, the two of them sat on the balcony outside the room. Anya was wearing a pair of Lucas’s boxers with the shirt he gave that covered her belly.

“I’m not as big as Jess or Lynn,” she said rubbing her belly. “I guess its cause I didn’t get pregnant the same way they did. But how did I and everyone in this city get this way? And why is Emi unchanged? She lives here.”

“There’s gotta be something she’s not doing that everyone else is,” he quietly thought to himself for a moment. “Wait she said she was a health fanatic. She’s picky about what she eats and drinks. Like her water she drank was manufactured. So she’s not drinking the city’s water which is something everyone here uses, including you.”

“Oh, my god it’s in the water.”

They are finally joined by Jessica and Lynn who smiled as they walked in. Their smiles quickly faded when they noticed Anya's pregnant belly.

“Anya, when did this happen?” asked Lynn.

“While I was stuck in here with Lucas,” she simply answered. “Thanks for locking me in here by the way.”

“It worked didn’t it?’ Jessica laughed when she noticed the two of them holding hands. “And I already knew no little old pregnant belly would change my brother’s thoughts. Speaking of a little belly…that's so not fair.”

“Anya, you’re pregnant…” Emi stepped onto the balcony. “Guess I’m back to being the only non-preggy left.”

“I think we figured out how everyone is getting pregnant,” stated Anya. “It’s in the water supply. Team Rocket must have put something in the water. It makes perfect sense. It explains why you’re not pregnant.”

“That’s a good theory,” replied Emi. “Lucas, a woman by the name of Lorelei is asking for you. She wants me to take you to her.”

“Lorelei’s here?” asked Lucas. “We need to see her and tell her what’s going on.”

A little later the group waited in the Pokémon Center’s lobby as Anya joined them now in her regular clothes that appeared to still fit.

“I’m surprised my clothes fit as well as they do,” Anya lightly tugged on the top of her pants. “My pants are a little snug but that’s fine.”

“Glad to see you’re taking this easy,” said Lynn.

“Yeah, what’s to worry about?” asked Anya. “You guys are pregnant and you seem fine. If you can walk down these long routes then so can I. How do I look Lucas?”

“Great,” Lucas kissed her.

Jessica and Lynn smiled. Emi signaled for them to head out. She guided them to where Lucas’s mentor Lorelei was staying. As they moved on Anya walked in the back. The group doesn’t notice that members of Team Rocket sneaked up from behind and grabbed her. They reached Lorelei’s place and entered. Lucas stayed back to help Anya in.

“Hey, where’s Anya?” he looked around for her. “I thought she was behind us.”

“I thought so to,” said Jessica.

Emi stepped out, “I’ll go look for her. Go talk with your friend.”

Emi left the three of them to see Lorelei. They headed in. Jessica and Lynn meeting her for the first were surprised to see how busty Lorelei was. She wore a black blouse with a purple skirt. Her red hair was held up in a ponytail and her glasses complimented her blue eyes. The biggest feature was the round belly that rested in her blouse. An even bigger surprise was the fact that she was wearing high-heels.

“Aren’t your ankles swollen?” asked Jessica. “I can’t imagine walking in high-heels while pregnant being comfortable.”

“Believe it or not they don’t hurt as much,” replied Lorelei. “It’s nice to finally meet you girls. Wasn’t there another?”

“Emi, is searching for Anya right now,” Lynn patted her own belly. “I hope she is all right.”

Lucas stepped into the conversation, “Lorelei, I see you’ve gotten to experience Viridian’s problem.”

“That I have,” she said. “This is my fourth pregnancy, second in Viridian.”

“Fourth?” the groups said together.

“Whatever is affecting the people of this city is affecting them in different ways,” explained Lorelei. “Some give birth quicker, some give birth to multiples. My second pregnancy resulted in me carrying three eggs and the third two. I think this one might be just one. I’m hoping.”

“I think we figured out what’s causing the infinite amount of pregnancies,” Lucas put a hand on Lorelei’s belly and felt movement. “Team Rocket has put something in the water.”

Lorelei stroked her chin, “Hmm…if we could find their base of operations we might be able to reverse what they’ve done.”

“Guys!” Emi burst into the room. “They got her. Team Rocket got Anya!”

“What?!” Lucas became angered. “I’m going back to the Pokémon Center and getting a hold of Professor Oak! They’ll regret taking her!”

Team Rocket HQ

Anya hung chained to a wall. She was approached by Team Rocket’s mad scientist Professor Namba who held a pill similar to the ones used on Jessica and Lynn. He put it in her mouth and made her swallow it. As he walked away Anya’s belly began to grow again. The button on her pants burst off sending it across the room. And her hoodie no longer could contain her belly as it now reached to her ribcage.

To be continued…
Well I looked it over and I didn't feel the need to add too much. I thought it looked good enough that I could add a little and then move on to #4.
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We have been telling stories since our kind first learned how to speak. Huddled around each other in the warmth of our homes, we spin tales of love and heroism, inspiring fables, and historical embellishments. Many are the narratives we craft, and for many different reasons, but tonight, you will hear an account that fits among the darkest types of these sagas. The ghost story, the tragedy, the cautionary tale; these are the legends we tell our children to instill caution and wisdom, and to remind ourselves that while the world holds great wonders, it also holds great terrors...

On a sodden, wind-swept hillside, three travelers huddled together. The storm pelted they and their wagon's horses with torrents of raindrops, soaking them to the bone. More than once, the wooden wheels of their transport had nearly become mired in the washed out road. To stop would be to risk being washed away by a flash flood or freeze in the cold; all they could do was press onward, though the road signs had been uprooted by the wind.

"We can't go on like this!" Miriam shouted, holding her hood down protectively over her face. "We've got to get out of this weather, girls!"

"Where are we supposed to go?! The next town is ten miles away!" shouted Marinah, her firm grip on the reins keeping the horses calm.

Gabriel did her best to keep the lantern lit. Though its light was miniscule, it was all that prevented them from steering off the road itself and plummeting into any of several deep ravines. "There has to be a lumberjack or someone in these woods!" she cried, her optimism unquenchable by even the drenching tempest.

A lit window appeared off the road up ahead, and Miriam pointed. "There!" As the exhausted horses pulled them closer, they saw it was cast from the top floor of the turret in what appeared to be a castle-like mansion. Its gray stone towers loomed high above them, melding into the black sky as they stretched away from the light they carried.

"Who'd be living in a castle in the middle of nowhere?" Gabriel asked.

"Who cares?! We can finally get out of this rain!" Marinah snapped.

Without waiting for permission, they drove their wagon, carriage and all, into the nearby stable, hurrying into the castle through an adjoining side door that had been left unlocked. They stood on a bare tiled floor, catching their breath and wringing out their soggy cloaks.

"This doesn't feel right," said Gabriel, feeling like an intruder in the magnificent, if empty, home.

Miriam chuckled. "Well, you can stand outside if you insist on being so proper," she chided. She took off her cloak and sweater, hanging them to dry on a hook. "Myself, I'd like to stay where it's warm, though we should probably introduce ourselves to the master of the house."

"Anyone here?" Marinah shouted, the entire room echoed and bats flew around the room. Gabriel shook her head and stayed close to the other ladies.

A tall, gaunt man with heavy gloves and a white coat appeared at the top of the stairs in the next room. "Who in blazes is in here?" he roared, wrenching the goggles off his face to see in the dim light. "Can't you see I'm trying to work!?"

"He's busy, we should-" Gabriel pulled on her friend's arm, but Marinah interrupted her.

"We just need a place to stay for the night!" she shouted. "It's too stormy for our horses to carry on!"

The man's angry voice softened upon seeing his visitors. "Ah...!" He bowed grandly, his long white coat sweeping the ground. "Forgive my rudeness. Please, come in! Make yourselves at home... I thought you were someone else."

"Come on..." Marinah grabs Gabriel's hand and pulls her along. "I'm Marinah" She lifted up Gabriel's hand "This is Gabriel, and over there is Miriam."

Miriam curtsied. "Pleased to meet you!"

"The pleasure is all mine, good ladies," the man smiled. "I am Doctor Lucius Ingham, and this is my home and workshop. I am a student of many sciences that outsiders deem... impractical."

"We won't need to stick around that long. Just for tonight - we'll leave first thing in the morning," said Marinah

"I would only be too pleased to accommodate you... right this way." He gestured toward the second floor. The three ladies followed the scientist, but Gabriel remained unsure about their host. There was something odd about him, a hint of insincerity or even sarcasm in his unerringly polite tone of voice.

He led them to a doorway off the upper hallway, ushering them inside. "This will be your room for the night. I apologize for the darkness; if you'll just step inside, I'll fetch a fresh lantern for you."

"Thank you," said Marinah, pulling Gabriel into the room while Miriam went in with no worries.

"See? He's not so bad. And this is certainly better than being outside," said Miriam.

The door swiftly shut behind them, casting them into utter blackness. The click of a lock was clearly heard. "Oh god!" shouted Gabriel. Her friends knew she was terrified of the dark, but even they were shocked when she immediately panicked and started to slam her fists on the door. "Let us out! Let us out!"

The other two girls tried to calm her, as her fear was somewhat contagious. They knew they needed to keep their heads if they wanted to make it through this. After a few minutes of pounding on the door, a harsh panel of light flicked on in the ceiling, revealing a bare wooden room. The doctor grinned at them behind a thick pane of glass set above head-height in the far wall.

"What is the meaning of this?!" Miriam shouted.

"You three lovelies are going to help me in an exciting experiment," he explained, all warmth vanished from his voice. "An experiment concerning some rather exotic fauna I've come across. The samples are rather easy to store, but I've had no luck in developing them through artificial means..."

"What do you mean?" Marinah asked, while Gabriel sagged onto the ground and started to cry in fear.

"Showing is so much easier than telling," he grinned, opening a small port by him and throwing a jar into the room, which shattered on the ground in a spray of opaque gray slime.

Marinah and Miriam moved out of the way as the gray slime splattered on the floor and started to move. Slowly, it flowed toward them, leaving the pile of broken glass behind. It extended curious pseudopods as if to smell the air, and the two backed away. It oozed closer to Gabriel, still curled up in the fetal position, paralyzed from the fear of her kidnapper.

Miriam and Marinah shouted the girl's name, prompting her to look up and scream when she saw the slime. She tried to weakly crawl away, but the slime latched onto her legs and began to make its way up her leg. She swatted at it, but her fingers slid through the insubstantial goo without even budging it. Backing into the wall, she and the others watched in horror as it disappeared up her skirt.

"Oh, god... oh god!" she screamed out. "It's going in me!"

Miriam looked to the scientist, powerless to stop the creature from violating Gabriel. "What are you doing to her?!" she demanded.

"Making her into an incubator!" he declared. "That slime seems to have trouble surviving even when I give it all the water it wants... but I suspect that an organic host should prove far more effective than a simple glass jar." He threw his head back and laughed as Gabriel clutched her stomach. It started to swell up like a balloon, agony written on her face. "Yes! How did I never think of it before, it's brilliant!"

"Stop this! We didn't do anything to you!" shouted Marinah.

Lucius huffed indignantly, looking down his nose at them. "You think this some sort of punishment? Some petty revenge for invading my home unannounced? I am beyond such trifles as those - this is a gift, my dear. You will be the first to help me prove that such creatures can exist in our world!"

Miriam ran over to the window, clawing at the wall beneath the glass. "Stop this, you monster! I'll kill you for this, I swear!" She screamed and cursed as she jumped and grasped, but there were no handholds for her to use to get closer to him, or even to touch the glass that protected him.

"Tsk, tsk - so impudent! I'll give you something to occupy yourself, as well - I never let this little guy out much, I'm interested to see how he'll react to you..." He pressed a button, a small door opening near the floor. Out scuttled what looked to be a flat-bodied spider with a long, segmented tail.

Marinah saw the tiny horror, and backed herself against a wall. "What is that thing?!"

"I'm not entirely sure myself," Ingham admitted. "Do let me know what you discover, won't you?" The critter paced around confusedly before setting its sights on Marinah. It bent its legs, curled the long tail beneath itself. With a snapping sound, it shot toward her, its spindly legs clinging to the front of her torso. Marinah squealed loudly and tried to pull the creature off her. Her struggles irritated it, and it stuck her in the stomach with a slender stinger on the end of its tail.

"Marinah!" Miriam shouted, running to her aid. She grabbed onto the creature and tried to pull it off. Catching it off guard, Miriam managed to rip the creature off her friend, only to stumble backward with the flailing bug-like creature's limbs dancing in the air. Its tail wrapped around her waist, using the leverage to pull itself free and wrap its legs around the back of Miriam's head.

Marinah slipped onto the floor, arms around her stomach as Miriam started to bang the back of her head against the floor violently in a desperate attempt to crush the creature's legs. Her efforts only convinced the hideous thing to grip harder. While muffled, she could still breathe through her nose, even when she felt a fleshy tube extending into her mouth. Miriam bit down on the fleshy tube as hard as she could, but it seemed to be ribbed with thick cartilage, her teeth doing little more than squeezing the organ for a moment. It pulsed against her tongue as it probed outward more toward the back of her throat. It swelled with a rigid mass her throat bulging grotesquely as she choked and collapsed onto the floor, the spider tensing and untensing as it delivered its payload into her body.

"Mwahahaha! Fascinating, absolutely fascinating!" the scientist cackled. "I'd never have guessed it could deliver a xenomorphic embryo in such a unique way!"

All the while, Gabriel had continued changing. Softly sobbing, she'd been forced to watch as her womb swelled out before her, hands grasping uselessly under her dress as more and more of the syrupy gunk passed through her fingers and into her body's temple. Her fragile corset had sundered under the strain, relinquishing the vast orb of her pale fecundity, drenched in a cold sweat and quivering from the movement of its gelatinous occupant.

Mustering some small piece of courage, Gabriel began to crawl across the floor toward Miriam, who lay still on the floor as her body fought the small dose of paralyzing venom she'd been dosed with from the sting. Gabriel's belly, noticeably larger than a full-term pregnancy, dragged on the ground as she went, her unwanted progeny squirming in protest. Marinah groaned in agony as her belly, too, started to swell up.

Lucius eyed the small sting on Marinah's side where the tail of the creature had stuck her. "Interesting... looks like it can inject its DNA directly. But then, what did it put into Miriam?"

Miriam gasped and coughed as the spider-thing finally released her, a thick fluid drooling from the corner of her mouth. The creature rolled over, its life force spent. She sat up dazedly, hearing her stomach groan oddly. She felt fuller, as if the thing she'd been force-fed was somehow expanding.

"What did you do to us?!" Gabriel screamed out.

"Isn't it obvious!?" he cried, watching as Marinah continued to round out. "You've become carriers for some of the rarest creatures in the world, things that shouldn't exist! You're testament to my genius!" He cackled maniacally.

"You bastard!" Miriam growled.

"Ingrate! Why don't you still your tongue and get back to growing my creations?"

"Never!" Gabriel picked up a long shard of glass, heart hammering in her chest as she followed what she saw as the only course left to her. She made a small but painful cut near her navel, the slime seeping out of the fast-bleeding wound.

"No!! You stupid wench, where am I going to find another host for that thing!?"

Gabriel panted and sweated, crying out deliriously as she made the cut longer and deeper. She started to feel dizzy as she lost blood, eventually passing out. The blood-soaked ooze pooled around her, bubbling in confusion as its host's heart began to slow.

Marinah breathed heavily as lumps and bumps form on her belly. The adrenaline released from her panic fought off the last of the drug in her system, and she pulled open her dress, watching mutely as a long, snakelike body writhed under her skin. "Ahhh, it's hurting! Please, make it stop!" she cried out.

"Too late for that, my little pet," Lucius chuckled. He watched with sudden interest as the slime leaked out of Gabriel, gliding across the floor in a thin trail to the struggling Marinah.

Miriam crawled slowly to her friends, seeing the slime's interest in entering Marinah. "You bastard..." she whispered over and over, chanting it like a mantra as her body erupted in pain. A feeling of severe heartburn accompanied an unwelcome wriggling behind her ribcage. "My chest.... Oh god, what's in my chest?!"

"This should prove quite enlightening," the doctor mused, taking notes from behind the safety of the glass chamber.

As Marinah clasped her hands around her swelling stomach, trying in vain to calm the rambunctious, rapidly-developing life inside her, she suddenly felt something slimy go between her legs. Powerless to stop it, she could only watch as it joined the monster within her, stretching out her belly to an unbelievable size. The alien creature already inside her squirmed as it began to unexpectedly float inside an orb of gray goop. The slime creature contorted reflexively as it did so, turning her belly into a jiggling ball of mayhem.

Miriam coughed and gasped as she stood, feeling the thing within her rib cage pressing worryingly against her heart. It suddenly dropped down and started to expand her stomach, now scratching the linings of her abdomen. She cried her eyes out as the monster growled in annoyance, its small host having little room to accommodate it. It surged upwards, causing her to double over and fall across her friend. Their lips locked unexpectedly as Miriam's throat bulged, her monstrosity climbing up to her mouth with its sharp claws.

Marinah felt the thing slide down her throat and slapped Miriam away. Blood spilled from her friend's lips as she slumped over, making Marinah terrified for her life; but now, she couldn't do a thing. As the third life made her stomach expand even more, she looked due with a half dozen children, her creaking flesh a horrifying reflection of natural motherhood.

Miriam collapsed, fainting away almost instantly and leaving her friend alone in the room with her unnatural brood. The trio of horrors scrambled and shifted against each other, but their movements were less violent than before. It was as if they realized that she was the only host left to them, and they would be forced to share if they wished to avoid the harsh world outside.

Marinah cried. Her friends were gone, and now she was heavily pregnant with the monsters that had killed them. "Oh, please help me!" She wept, shutting her eyes to the carnage wreaked on the corpses of her friends.

Her stomach grumbled mightily. "I think you should help yourself," the Doctor said grimly. "Those things look like they have an appetite..."

Marinah opened her eyelids hesitantly and looked over to her friends. Lifeless. Empty shells taking up space. She grabbed Miriam's hand and pulled her over. "You want me to... eat my friends?"

Ingham's expression twisted in sadistic glee. "Listen to your body, how it screams for sustenance. Would you rather starve?"

Marinah hugged Miriam's body. Her friend deserved better than this – a burial at home, a respectful sendoff – not some grisly fate nourishing the very evils that had destroyed her. "I'm so sorry..." She whispered, and put Miriam's hands in her mouth. The slime quivered as Miriam was dragged over the vast belly, the larva-like creature poking curiously at the weight on top of it. The third creature twitched in anticipation, feeling a large meal come to share Marinah's stomach with it.

Marinah gulped up Miriam's arms and head next. Tears ran down her face as she feels her belly stretching and moving, as if the creatures were anxious for their supper. She feels her jaw stretch over her dead friend's torso, swallowing more and more of her to feed the things that had taken root within her. The beast in her gut made a small chirping noise, it seemed to recognize the face of its original mother.

Soon, all of Miriam was devoured, and Marinah moaned in equal parts relief from her hunger and agony from her body's continued expansion. "There... Is that better?!"

The awful trio gave her soft nudges of approval, though their greedy appetites still nagged at her. She could feel their hunger as if it were her own, and the smell of Gabriel's blood filled her nostrils like the scent of an irresistible feast. However, the weight of the young ones kept Marinah pinned in place. Gabriel was too far away for her to reach by herself.

"You're vast... a paragon of motherhood!" Lucius praised. "I never suspected those three species would be able to coexist, much less fit inside the same host. You're very special, it seems... how are you feeling?"

"Hungry... for one more," she answered, the tears drying as she began to accept her brood's needs as her own responsibility.

"Is that so?" he stroked his chin thoughtfully. "I suppose you are eating for four now." She saw him leave through the back door of his chamber.

Alone in the chamber, silent but for the crawling of her flesh, she placed a hand on her swollen stomach and started to talk to it. "Are you... going to kill me, like the others?"

She felt something rubbing almost affectionately against her insides, but she was too packed to be able to pick out which one was doing so. She hoped they would try to be more careful with her than they did with her friends.

"None of you want to be out of there... right?"

She felt herself slowly shrink, the meal's essence divvied up to feed her passengers. The two more substantial creatures seemed content to partake of her food and bask in her body's inner warmth, but the slime wriggled in slight agitation.

"What's the matter? Are you still hungry or thirsty?" It twitched as the last word of the question left her lips. She frowned, replying, "I... I don't think there's anything to drink in this room."

The door clicked again as a key turned in the lock. The mad Doctor strode through, a look of fascination on him. "You look even more vibrant and ripe up close," he realized.

She tugged on her dress, angrily looking at him as she felt suddenly exposed. "I think one of these monsters is thirsty..."

"Thirsty as well? I think I can fix that." He stepped into the hallway, pulling an old-fashioned fire extinguisher off the wall, several gallons in size. "Forgive the presentation," he said, setting it next to her and handing her the short hose. "But I assure you, it's clean water."

Marinah lifted the hose over her mouth and patted her belly maternally, an odd calmness on her face. "Here you go: some clean water for you all."

Dr. Ingham squeezed the handle, watching his test subject's cheeks puff out as she struggled with the intense stream. She gulped the fast-flowing water as best she could, her eyes squeezing shut by the pressure, her belly slowly growing once more. She drank as though she'd been dying of thirst, but the enormous water pressure caused the liquid to leak from her lips and down her breasts.

She felt the xeno paddling around in the rising water, enjoying the sudden chance to swim around. The slime convulsed slowly, using osmosis to draw the moisture across her various bodily tissues and into itself.

Marinah threw the hose away and coughed loudly. Her billowy dress stuck to her skin wetly and revealed the motherly figure she'd tried to hide. She rubbed over her belly and asked "Is that good for now?" The slime seemed content, but it felt like the stomach-critter was hogging Miriam all to itself. Her third child needed food, too... and Marinah knew what it was after. She struggled to heave herself up, grunting and moaning as she slowly stood.

"Careful," Lucius cautioned. "Are you sure you should be standing, in your condition?"

Ignoring him, she leaned against the wall, knees bent thanks to the added weight, her dress struggling to keep intact. She slowly shuffled her feet to the body, set herself down next to Gabriel, picked her up by the legs, and started to devour her feet-first.

"Ah...!" Gabriel whispered as her toes entered her friend's mouth. She was deathly pale, but she was conscious. And she'd seen everything. Both Marinah and Ingham believed Gabriel was still dead, her whisper almost completely inaudible over the distressed grunts and moans of the hungry mother. She finished with her legs and started to eat up her cut-up and bloody midsection.

"Oh--OW!!" Gabriel cried, her wounds dragging across Marinah's palate.

Marinah's eyes widened, hearing her friend's scream of pain, but it was too late. Her maw reflexively gulped up the last bit of Gabriel, the weight landing in her stomach enough to knock her onto her back. Gabriel let out a scream of terror once she was fully inside, reverberating through Marinah's bloated body. She was dumped feet-first into the water-filled stomach, coughing and sputtering as she kept her head above the liquid. "Help!" Gabriel sobbed, struggling as she felt the creature in the water burrow into her cut, distending her ruined belly and turning her world into a moment of perfect agony.

"Oh god... She was alive!" Marinah realized, snapping out of her maternal mindset. "Lucius! You've got to get Gabriel out of me!"

"My dear girl, even if I were so inclined, I don't think I have the materials to do so. Besides, she's worth more to you as food now."

"NO!" Marinah latched onto her belly and stared at it, her mind imagining what her body was doing to Gabriel. She felt her stomach bloating again. Her face was drenched in tears, wholeheartedly believing that she would burst from the pain of the growth, stretch marks spider-webbing across her impossible girth.

"Ughhh! Oh god...!" Gabriel wailed, the merciless xeno continuing to grow bigger and stronger in her damaged womb. Gabriel put up a valiant struggle, trying both to claw the thing out of her and muscle her way out of the damp stomach. In the end, though, she passed out, her body growing deathly still.

"Oh no.... Not her!" Marinah whispered. Her children wiggled happily, thanking their mother for the plaything and the bounty of food and drink. She finally felt the urge to feed them fade, and her dress split wide open as her final growth spurt completed.

Her belly and breasts were finally exposed, looking ripe like fruits. She tried her best to cover her large bosoms, but she felt an unusual feeling... The grief of her loss faded quickly, replaced by an overwhelming responsibility. She wanted only to protect the creatures within her, like a mother would.

"Well done," said the doctor, giving a slow, appreciative applause. "I can tell you're going to be a very interesting specimen from now on, as long as I keep you fed."

"I'm not a specimen," she said coldly, without meeting his gaze. "And neither are my children."

"Of course you are! Silly little girl. You're a very exciting, important, and unique specimen, but a specimen nonetheless."

Marinah slowly heaved herself off the ground, grabbing a long shard of glass and hiding it behind her back. "You've done enough, Lucius. I will not be your lab rat!"

"Ha!" he cried with a dismissive flourish. "Well, you're certainly not going to be my assistant, not at your size! Come now - it won't be so bad. You're too unique to cut open and dissect, but I will need to keep you here - measure and probe you and do all manner of necessary tests..."

"You will never touch me!" She pulled out the shard of glass and stabbed the scientist's shoulder before he could react. Lucius fell to the ground in pain while Marinah did her best to waddle out of the room.

He howled in pain as he watched her escape. "You fool! Get back here this instant!" He tentatively pulled the shard from his shoulder, putting a hand over the seeping puncture. He rose to his feet, staggering after her down the hall.

Marinah waddled as fast as she could for a woman due with three completely different species. She managed to get the door to the outside open, going back out into the rain and soaking her entire body as she headed to the stables.

"Where are you going!?" he shrieked, pausing at the threshold to his home, reluctant to leave the lab he'd secluded himself in for so long. "You need me, you rebellious little cretin! The people of this world will never accept you for the thing you've become!"

She climbed into her wagon through the back, reached for the reins connected to her horses and whipped them, shouting "Yah!" The horses neighed loudly and ran as fast as they could out of the stables and back into the forest.

Ingham screamed in impotent rage, watching his captive disappear into the rain. Marinah glanced over her shoulder several times as the horses galloped away, watching the scientist stumble back inside, defeated. She rounded the corner of the road, out of sight of the castle, continuing the journey she'd started with her sisters. Marinah sighed heavily, shivering in the cold. "Don't worry babies," she spoke, placing a hand on her belly, "I'll protect all of you."

Hours later, the rain had finally stopped. The carriage was parked under a copse of trees, while the horses stood in place, resting after the long run. Marinah lit a lamp, dimming the carriage and had put a blanket over her nude body. She breathed deeply a few times, rubbing her giant belly. "I'll see you all in the morning..." She whispered and closed her eyes for some rest.

Miles away from the horror and death, she was starting to enjoy the feeling of pleasant fullness, of the movement from the exotic lives that now relied upon her. Her organs pressing them against each other, they slept as though in a huge dogpile, the simple-minded creatures snuggling up against each other instinctively, feeling safe.


Marinah started to notice something one day. While she was in the river for a bath, she noticed her reflection's eyes had turned yellow, and her hair was changing from black to silver. As she looked on, her nails started to get longer and sharper at a fast pace. "Wh-what's happening to me...?" She asked herself, touching her face to be sure it was all real.

Her skin softened, turning a snowy white and taking on a elastic quality. She accidentally brushed herself with one of her new claws, finding herself quite resilient against the sharp point. She stood up in the water, watching herself change, a pair of tiny horns sprouting from her forehead. A tail sprouted from the end of her spine, wrapping around her large belly twice.

When she got out of the water, she saw that her legs had horns growing on the side and had taken on a more feral appearance. Even without the aid of buoyancy, she still walked with surprising ease, her new, muscular legs and thickened spine making her belly seem at least half as heavy as before.

Her now super-sensitive hearing suddenly heard a bush rustling nearby. She went on the defensive, her long tail curling up like it was ready to strike anything, the spike on the end of it quivering as her muscles flexed. Her mouth opened and hissed in the direction of the sound.

A frightened young maiden spilled out of the brush, looking horrified that she'd been discovered. The creature that had once been Marinah calmed slightly, seeing that there was no threat, but her stomach let out a groan... she'd had nothing substantial since leaving the castle. The young maiden looked delicious... Marina's tail quickly wrapped around the young maiden and lifted her into the air!

"Aaii! What are you?" she screamed, kicking her feet in the air, one of her heeled shoes falling to earth as she struggled to free herself from the boa-constrictor-like grasp.

"My young ones are hungry," Marinah purred. She lifted the maiden over her head as she tilted her neck back, opening her mouth to show a very alien mouth, lined with ridges and folds to help her swallow prey, and dropped the maiden into her maw.

The girl landed on her rear, a quick sucking motion from her captor bending her body at the waist as her feet pointed straight up alongside her head. Her arms braced against the monster girl's shoulders, trying to stop her descent. "Oh god, don't eat me!"

Marinah's long tongue wrapped around the maiden's wrist and started to pull her in. Her throat started to expand like a snake's body as the maiden was pulled deeper and deeper into Marina's mouth. The girl struggled mightily as the prehensile tongue pulled her arms in, stuffing them down the twisted, fleshy folds of the altered gullet. Soon, only her feet remained outside, Marinah's parted lips giving the girl a final view of the blue sky, the last breath of fresh air she'd receive. "Wait! Mercy!" she begged.

Marinah took a large gulp, disposing of the poor maiden. She laid on her side and rubbed her hands over her large belly. "Eat up, babies. Mommy's gonna get you more food soon." The children squirmed in delight, fussing over their panicky new meal. She dimly felt them ask if she enjoyed their gift to her, of a new body.

"I do, my little ones. Thank you." She crawled into her carriage and grabbed the ropes to the horses. She shouted "Yah!" and the horses were off once more. "There's a town not far from here... we'll have all we could ever want to eat there." Her tail rubbed over her belly as she felt them kicking and squirming over the maiden.
The promised new collab between me and :iconoogies-wife67:.

This is by far the darkest thing I've done, though I still greatly enjoyed it (not sure if I could handle anything much more disturbing than this, though). It took me a while to get the time I needed to work on it, and even longer to figure out just what changes I wanted to make from the raw transcript of our RP, but I'm pretty happy with how it turned out. This is the first of three parts, and my wonderful partner has an illustration for each, to be released when I edit the other two.

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It had been several months since the incident that had turned Marinah into a monster. Since then, she'd begun to adapt quite well to her new life. Gone were the nights she'd awaken, screaming after reliving the deaths of her friends in her nightmares. Gone too were the feelings of guilt and disgust when she fed upon live prey. Shreds of her humanity remained - though she no longer identified with the villagers and farmers who lived in fear of her shadow, she still acted much as she had before coming to the castle on the hill. She still spoke, still felt happiness or worry, though the only ones to share in her triumphs and defeats were her unborn trio.

For weeks, she'd been terrorizing a decent-sized village for human flesh, produce, and water for her  children. Feeding by day, she rested in a large clump of trees during the night, well-hidden from any who would seek to harm her and her brood. At first, she believed her body's changes were at an end, but her belly kept growing larger... and with it, her appetite grew as well.

Just when the townsfolk were nearing their wits' end, a strange sight greeted them one bleak February morning. Down from the hilly road to the north came an iron carriage, its wheels lined with steel spikes and its windows mere slits in its hellish armor. No horses drew it, and it seemed to be towing some type of enormous cage behind it.

As it rolled noisily into the square, a pipe protruding from the top of the vehicle belched gouts of steam. It emitted a sharp hissing noise as it ground to a halt. A door opened, and out stepped a short man in a white coat. One of his arms was in a sling.

"Who might you be?" A villager asked him.

The man sneered, as if the state of the dusty village disgusted him. He turned to the farmer and forced a false smile on his face. "Doctor Lucius Ingham, at your service. I hear you have a very... unique problem afflicting your little community?"

"Yes! This... monstrous woman has been terrorizing us! She has been eating all of our harvests, drinking all of our well water, and devouring our people!"

"Ah, so you have seen the beast?" The scientist withdrew a small notebook, holding it gingerly with his weak hand and a small black pencil in the other. "What does this monster look like?"

"Pale skin, silver hair, yellow eyes..." The farmer starts to use his arms to describe the rest of the beast. "Long enough tail to wrap it around her enormous stomach twice; long, black nails; two horns on the top of her head; and a large enough stomach to birth 2 dozen kids."

"Two dozen!?" he exclaimed. That was much larger than his last observation; he hadn't expected the monsters to flourish so well, let alone transform her as part of some complicated symbiotic relationship. "And yet she still has the strength and speed to remain a danger to this place... Fascinating..."

"Look, if you have a way to get rid of this thing, do whatever you like! We'll pay you as much money as we got to offer!"

"Money is beyond a man of my talents," he growled, as if insulted. "All I'll be requiring is room and board here - surely there's some domicile left unoccupied after the recent attacks. I'll also need your people's full cooperation should the hunt require any assistants or raw materials. Tracking her down and capturing her will be no easy task, but trust me when I say I won't be leaving without her bloated body in that cage!"

While the villagers and scientist talked about deals and plans, Marinah was in her nest, resting her strength for breakfast. The slime, larva, and xeno were busy in her with the biggest surprise they had for their mother: An actual baby for her. The slime and larva made sure that the baby was alive and moving while the Xeno had been taking the nutrition out of food and giving the baby as much as it needed. Marinah hadn't been noticing that she had been eating for five, thinking the extra kicks were one of the other monsters in her. The baby looked full term and ready to birth anytime soon.

It stretched sleepily, poking around inside as though still trying to figure out what it was supposed to be, or what it'd been stuck inside. Passing the last of the food to the other two siblings, the xenomorph settled down for a nap, while the slime cradled the newest addition to the family. The larva wriggled about under her belly button gently but excitedly, trying to convince their mother it was time to awaken.

Marinah moaned a bit and slowly heaved herself up, resting on her much longer hands and knees and looking down at her belly. "Good morning children. Did you all sleep well?"

As if they were answering a roll call, her babies each made a small jump, one at a time. Her hands smoothed appreciatively over her body as each sounded off, she felt as though she could recognize each of the bulges sticking out of her as easily as if her brood were already born. She raised an eyebrow as a weaker, fourth kick met the bottom of her belly, beyond her field of view.

"Hmm.... They must be hungry." Marinah jumped out of her nest and jogged to the village. Her first destination: the fields. The farmers had been growing corn, pumpkins, eggplants and potatoes for the winter season.

It had been getting harder and harder to hide as she grew, especially in the daylight. Cornfields, however, provided both an excellent source of cover and nutrition. She crept out of the forest as silently as she could, her tail stretched far out behind her as a counterbalance to her enormous womb. Crossing the small stretch of open ground quickly, she disappeared into the field with a rustle of stalks.

Her long tongue stretched out of her mouth and started to eat up the ears of corn whole. In their hiding spot, the old farmer pointed to his corn and whispered to the scientist "It's her! It's definitely that monster we've been telling you about!"

Ingham pulled a telescope from inside his coat, examining the commotion in the field from his vantage point. The stalks rustled about every which way, as though something huge was moving through their midst. "You might be right. I have a plan - it's simple and straightforward, but it may yet work. We can't catch her while she's in there, though, and we must try not to let her escape through the trees..." He scratched his chin in thought. "I know she craves moisture sometimes. See if you can put some of those juicy pumpkins just outside the cornstalks - it might lure her into the open."

The xenomorph was working hard on separating the nutrition in the corn to the fourth member of the family while Marinah finished up eating as many ears of it as her stomach would allow. She licked her lips and felt how parched she was. She looked through the cornstalks and found the eggplants in their usual spots, while the pumpkins were harvested and left alone in a wagon. Marinah didn't think much into it, quickly ate some of the eggplants and headed for the pumpkins.

Ingham watched with enthusiasm as the creature emerged, her belly too large to let her approach too close to the wagon. She turned slightly, letting her long, barbed tail skewer one of the fattened pumpkins and bring it to her maw, swallowing it whole. She grinned, licking the juices from her lips while reaching for seconds. "Definitely her," he mumbled, shifting the carriage into gear.

A huge metal shape burst forth from a nearby hedge, bearing down on the expectant monster with frightening velocity. "I have you now, Marinah!" the doctor roared. He flipped a switch, the cage dropping down in front of the vehicle, doors opened wide to scoop her up.

Marinah hissed and roared loudly, trying to slash her way out of the cage as it was dragged onto the vehicle. The villagers roared with excitement. "We cannot thank you enough sir! We are forever in your debt!"

Their hero exited the carriage, holding his hand up as he basked in their applause. "Don't mention it, good people! I was merely exercising my talents for the good of others, as any man of science would do!" He sighed inwardly, glad that he wouldn't have to spend such a long time in the village, as he'd feared. In truth, he thought she'd prove much harder prey. "I'll take her far from here, you'll never have to worry about her again..." He shot her an evil grin.

Marinah hissed at him and went back to slashing at her cage. It wasn't until they were far outside the town's gates that she settled down enough to try talking with him. "What do you plan on doing to me and my children?!" she roared.

Lucius smirked as Marinah coughed on the steam billowing out of his contraption while it rolled back up the hill. "I was going to keep you trussed up, originally. You were to be my little lab rat, kept in comfort while I measured your changes and growth... perhaps a spot of blood testing here and there. But now I see that you're more trouble than you're worth, so imagine something much more... invasive in store for you. I'll get whatever data that I can out of you, but after that, I care not if you meet the same fate as Gabriel or Miriam. I'll take what I've learned from you and find some girl who's a little more compliant!"

Marinah slammed her body against the cage, making a large dent in it. "You'll never hurt me and my children!" she screams out, slamming into the cage once more. The slime, larva and xeno knew something wasn't right and tried to keep the new baby from crying.

"Dammit, I knew I should've built a thicker cage!" He pressed the accelerator into the floor, his only hope was to make it back to the castle before she could break free.

Unexpectedly, the baby burst into tears. Marinah was one slam away from freedom when she stopped and looked down at her belly. "What in the...?" It wasn't unusual for her belly to emit strange noises from one or more of her children, but she'd never heard this kind of crying before. The carriage rolled on, its driver oblivious to the sound, thanks to the noisy engine. Her hands found a trembling lump at the bottom of her belly, her two other womb-bound children rubbing up against it to comfort it.

Marinah took a big gulp and asked her children, "Is there something... none of you are telling me?"

Her children shook with fear. There was something important they needed to share with her, but for now she had to escape! They remembered their lives outside of mother, stuck in jars and cages, part of Ingham's collection. They did not want to go back.

Marinah was about to hit the cage one more time when the vehicle came to a sudden halt, making her fall onto her back. Lucius hopped off the vehicle and activated a machine to haul the cage into his castle. A large winch hauled her up to the roof, then lowered her through a hatch directly into the top floor. The cage opened, letting her loose in a much larger chamber than where she'd previously been held. She hissed loudly and tried to find a door to escape out of, but there were none! The only feature of the room was a window, but when she attempted to scratch it up, there was no damage to it.

Ingham appeared briefly at the window. "Maybe going hungry for a bit will calm you down," he grunted, shutters closing as the room grew dim. She felt her stomach quivering quietly, her frightened litter remembering the cold tile of the Doctor's lab which could be felt on Marinah's feet. At the edge of her hearing, the muffled crying continued.

Marinah started to cry along with it, something she hadn't done for months. She lied on the floor and tried her best to curl up into a ball, looking at her giant belly and hearing the crying. "Please children... What's going on with me?"

She could feel her babies' hearts breaking as they started to tell her. It was supposed to be good news, they said, and they were afraid that leaving her in the dark as to the new "change" had made her slower, more vulnerable to the doctor's ploy. They begged her forgiveness, though she knew not what for.

Marinah rested her head on her belly. "I could never be mad at all of you.... And all that you've done to me has made me a better... well.... person and mother...." The cold made her so tired, she fell asleep as she talked.


She woke up shivering, unable to tell just how much time had passed. The xeno let out piteous whines, the demands of its siblings for food frustrating it, as there was none to give. Her otherwise-empty stomach churned and growled, further discomforting it.

Marinah moaned in agony, feeling her own hunger multiplied by those of the lives within her. She heaved herself up and scratched at the window. "Please, doctor! My children are starving for food!" she begged. She lightly bounced her belly with her long tail, trying to soothe her brood.

The shutters behind the glass opened suddenly, as if the man had been patiently awaiting this moment. Light flooded the room, her slitted pupils adjusting instantly. "Of course... surely you don't think I'm all that cruel, do you? A large honey ham appeared in a kind of dumb waiter set into the wall. It looked and smelled delicious, but even a whole ham was far less food than she was used to lately. Still, it was a start.

Marinah skewered the meat with her tail and quickly devoured the whole thing, even gulping up the bone. But she was still hungry. "Could you... Give me more food?"

She could feel the xeno tearing into it ravenously, its siblings lining up for their share. Eating had become a far quicker process, now that she essentially could let someone else do all the chewing for her. "Perhaps... if you're willing to do something for me."

"Wh-what's that?"

"I need to measure you, an act which necessitates me being in the room with you." He eyed her with contempt as he pressed a button, opening a very small trapdoor in the floor. "I'll be coming up through there, seeing as how there's no danger of you escaping through it. If you harm me in any fashion, you can look forward to starving to death..." A malicious look overtook him. "Though I'd imagine your body would digest your little xeno-child before that happens."

Her eyes widened in horror. She nodded slowly, crawling backwards to lean herself against a wall opposite of the trap door. "I promise I won't attack you...."

"Good..." He disappeared from sight, emerging a minute later with a length of measuring tape in his hands. "Stand up," he ordered. "Arms out."

Marinah stood up the best she could, using her tail as a way to keep herself up as she spread her arms. He measured her with little respect for her dignity, recording the length and width of everything from her belly and thighs to her horns and claws. Her children seemed to recoil at his touch. "I know kids.... This will be over very soon...." She whispered to her unborn.

At length, he finished. "There, was that so hard?" he asked in a condescending tone, putting the notebook back in his coat and winding up the tape.

She sat herself onto the floor and stroked her belly. "Now.... Could we have some more food?"

"Very well, I suppose you've earned it." He pulled out a small device, pushing a button in the center of it. The hatch in the ceiling opened again as he began to climb back down into the trapdoor. The battered and dented cage descended, containing a live, fully-grown cow. "A final gift of gratitude from the villagers," he commented. "I picked up this morning. Ironic that their gift will end up meeting the same fate as everything else they've lost lately... enjoy."

Once the doctor left, Marinah pounced onto the unfortunate cow and started to shove it into her mouth. Her jaw stretched like a snake, teeth scraping the skin. The xeno chirped quite happily when the cow's head landed in her stomach almost immediately.

The cow mooed in alarm, its strong legs almost enough to match its would-be consumer. She struggled to keep a grip on it as it furiously backpedaled, crashing into the rear of the cage. With nowhere left to go, she managed to wrestle it all the way inside her, falling backwards as its massive weight settled inside.

The xeno got to work on slashing up the live beast into pieces, blood squirting all over the stomach walls as its organs were torn into pieces for their nutrition. The slime and larva managed to calm the new baby down enough to feed its fill. Marinah sighed heavily as she felt all of her children moving around in excitement.

She felt herself strengthened by the massive feast, her nutrient-starved body returning to its normal, unusually fit self. Her larva began to poke with its tail, the pointed bulge emerging out of the smooth belly to point at the tiny trap door as if encouraging her to escape.

"But my children... I don't think I can fit through there....."

It was then they revealed the change they'd made in her. Not long after her transformation, the three children had felt so happy with their mother they wanted to give her a special present. It was growing inside her now, along with the rest of them. It was a baby much like her, so she wouldn't have to be the only one of her kind anymore.

Marinah felt so happy, she started to cry. "So that explains the extra cravings and kicks... But I can't give birth in here!" She felt confident and strong now. She walked over to the trap door, determined to do her best to escape. Try as she might, though, there was just no way her massive waist was fitting through.

Her babies had a different plan in mind: continue to keep the child a secret, and mature it with the food she was given until it was big enough to walk on its own. Then, when the doctor's back was turned, her child could easily escape through the comparatively small opening and free her.

Marinah agreed. She closed the trap door and went to a corner of the room for some sleep. Over the next several months, the doctor did every form of testing on Marinah, violating and destroying her dignity, giving her some food and taking notes on her swelling belly. The fourth member of the family was now getting more than half of the nutrition in the food, growing big and strong alongside its siblings. Marinah looked due with three dozen children when the fourth child looked ready to enter the world. Now was the matter of slipping into labor without the doctor noticing.

Ingham seemed to have taken an interest in her increasing size, and had built what he'd called an 'imager' after weeks of effort. Threatening harm to her, he forced her into the chamber-like device, the walls glowing red with heat as it passed strange energy waves through her. It felt as though she'd been trapped in a sauna, her skin drenched with sweat. She breathed heavily and felt the slime freaking out about the extra heat, pushing against the walls of the womb while the larva tried to calm it down and have it focus on the shielding soon-to-be newborn from the rising temperature.

Just before she felt ready to pass out, the device switched off, the door opening again. She stumbled back into her cell, being met with a few chilled watermelons in reward for her trouble. "Interesting," Ingham said, poring over the results. "The data is a bit more complex than I'd guessed; but I should have an accurate three-dimensional image of that womb of yours by tomorrow. After that, maybe I'll cut you open to make sure it worked!" He laughed cruelly, shutting down his equipment for the night.

Marinah devoured the watermelons as fast as she could, not even chewing them up. The Xeno quickly got to work and gave most of the water to the slime. Marinah was so exhausted from the heat that she passed right out.

She awoke a few hours later, the castle dead quiet as Ingham likely slumbered in some unseen room. From what he said, she knew that tonight would have to be the night. "Alright, my children.... I need my water broken if we want to escape."

The larva got to work, wrapping its length around the sac that held her fourth child. Squeezing it gently, it ruptured, the fluids it contained draining out of her to the floor. This seemed to trigger something inside her, her belly clenching suddenly with a contraction.

Marinah gasped loudly and placed a hand on her belly, feeling the contractions getting stronger. She started to push the child out, clenching her teeth. This was no easy feat; for her youngest child was no longer the size of an average infant - rather it was closer to a six-year-old with all the nutrients it had been receiving.

She started to hiss louder when the pain increased. The slime assisted with the birth by checking how their youngest sibling was doing and if it would survive being compressed into the birth canal. A soft whimper escaped her as she began to worry the child was too wide for her to handle. She felt the slime flow around it, stretching her open a bit further while its cool touch eased the pain.

She pushes as hard as she could while hissing loudly and she hears a child's cry. She looks over her giant belly and sees her fourth child born. A giant smile came across her face and she bit off the umbillical cord. "Hello... Welcome to the world...."

Her strong arms gingerly pick up her son, hugging him to her as he shivers. The cold castle is a drastic change from the warmth of her body. She stroked the boy's hair a few times as his cries slowly became quiet. "Now dear.... Mommy and your siblings need you to do something that will save our lives...."

His eyes opened for the first time, beautiful purple irises full of innocence. He reached toward her face with a small hand, no claws yet grown on his short fingers. "Mommy...?" He'd heard her voice constantly over the past months, but had never seen her from the outside before.

"Yes... This is mommy..." Marinah held her son close and walked him over to the window where the doctor would watch her. "Now listen closely.... Behind this glass, there is a button to our freedom..."

He nodded nervously. "I... I don't want to leave you this soon, mommy," he sniffed. "But the other three told me you needed me to do something important. So... I'll try..."

"Good boy.... Come back right away after you press the button and we'll leave together..." Marinah opened the trap door and put her son through it.

The nameless child wandered the narrow hallway below, arms around himself to fend off the cold. The world was so new to him, and his legs were only just learning how to walk. His violet eyes widened, their reflective surfaces taking in the details around him in the building's low light. Marinah waited with worry. Was this the right thing to do? Will the doctor see him?

After a few wrong turns, her son eventually found the room he was looking for. From the door, he could see through the large window where his mother was anxiously pacing. Not far from him was the button that would free her... but between him and his goal lay the sleeping form of the Doctor, passed out at his work bench.

Marinah looked through the window the best she could, hoping to see her son. "Be careful..." she whispered.

Crawling on all fours, he snaked past the slumbering man to the large red button marked 'RELEASE.' Eagerly pressing it, the child turned to the window to see the door in the ceiling open, the crane cable lowering to provide a way to climb out.

Marinah waved her hands for her son to return to her. She watched in horror as the Doctor snuck up behind him, clapping a hand around his mouth and twisting his arm in restraint.

"Well well well. Marinah, have you lost weight?" He sneered. "I simply can't imagine why..."

"NO! LET GO OF HIM!" she shrieked.

"What reason do I have to do anything you ask? Need I remind you who is the scientist and who is the test subject!?"

Marinah starts to slash at the glass as hard and fast as she could as her son struggled in the doctor's grip. "How could you know that I was having a son?!?"

Only scuff marks appeared in the glass. "Are you joking? Do you really think me so uneducated as to not notice such a drastic change in the focus of my studies? I never needed the imager, truthfully - I figured it out shortly after you arrived. Now I have a nice, disposable subject to work on while I keep you alive a bit longer..."

Marinah slams her body against the glass a few times before sliding onto the floor and crying, covering her face. "What have I done?...."

Ingham savors his moment of triumph, a mad cackle erupting from him as his body was wracked with a venomous mirth. The child struggled in his grip, managing to capitalize on his moment of vanity by freeing himself enough to sink his teeth into the hand that held him, turning Lucius' voice from wild rapture to the embodiment of pain itself.

Marinah looked up and shouted, "GET OUT OF THERE! QUICKLY!"

Ingham backhanded the child savagely. It whimpered as it weathered the blow, scrambling across the floor from the force of the strike and scampering down the hall toward the trapdoor. As soon as he reappeared, Marinah stretched out her tail and wrapped her son in it. "Hang on to mommy now!" Marinah jumped onto the rope and starts to climb it as fast as she can.

"This isn't over, you hear me!?" Ingham roared. "No one makes a fool of me twice... Next time I see you, you're dead!"

The two ran for hours, never daring to turn back. They knew they hadn't seen the last of the mad doctor, but for now, they were free.
Part two of my long-overdue collab with the lovely and talented :iconoogies-wife67:. This one sees an even stranger pregnancy than last time, if that's possible! Third part will be along at some point, and do make sure to leave a comment on the illustration [link] On OW's page.
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“Be careful guys. I’m telling you, this is some serious shit,” Josh warned his eight football teammates as he stripped down to his briefs. Several of them gawked at the massive bulge in his shorts.

From the water, Ryan shrugged. “It’s true.”

The young men didn’t need to be told twice. They quickly stripped down to their boxers, and hopped into the pool. Several gasped as they instantly developed erections, the pheromone-content of the tank having become so powerful. Several others just released before they could garner control of their bodies.

“Ew, gross, I live here, jerks,” Ryan complained, as several of the football players chuckled awkwardly, everyone swimming back to the edge of the pool.

“You weren’t kidding,” one of them nodded to Josh, who grinned.

“Told you.”

“I’m getting out of here,” Ryan grumbled, also swimming to pool’s edge. He pulled himself up so his lean torso was out of the water. But rather than climbing up, he hesitated, and lingered in the tank.

“Thought you were getting out?” said Josh, standing a few feet from the water, drying his hair with a towel. “You’re in a fucking sperm soup.”

“Yeah, I know, I just…” Ryan didn’t know how to explain his sudden compulsion to stay in the water for the time being. His subconscious was telling him not to move; that it was important to stay put. He was unaware of his body’s eagerness to absorb all the recent contributions. Once it had finished, and every wriggling sperm had made its way inside of him, the subconscious compulsion disappeared. Ryan climbed out of the tank. “Eugh, gross.” He didn’t notice the slight belly he had developed in the few minutes he had lingered in the water.

“Hey, you seemed to be enjoying it,” Josh mocked.

“Well I need the water, if you hadn’t noticed, I can’t breathe without it.” Ryan tapped his gills. “Besides, it’s just cum. Nothing you haven’t been covered in,” Ryan said, drawing laughter for the others, and causing Josh to push him back into the tank. The laughter continued.

The perk of living in a tank of water was that Ryan kept extremely fit from swimming around all day. Despite this, however, he had somehow started to develop a bit of a gut. The other guys threw jokes about it, but Ryan ignored it. He supposed he was being a glutton with his meals of live fish lately. His mother would put a week’s worth of sustenance in the tank for him, and he would go through it in just a day. He supposed there wasn’t much else to do than gorge himself, living life as a fish-person, and whatnot.

The guys continued to visit him through the side-door to the basement, without Ryan’s mother’s knowledge. They came over a few times a week. It was nice to have some extra company. They joined him in the water as often as possible, trying to reap the benefits of exposure to Ryan’s pheromones.

In fact, the group as a whole became less reserved about group-masturbation. The nine of them would do it together – Ryan didn’t even mind that they did it in his pool. Maybe a different fish-boy would have minded, but something in Ryan’s subconscious told him it was okay. The guys could come over, and they could all jerk off all they wanted.

For some reason, Ryan seemed to be getting chubbier and chubbier.

The guys didn’t notice too often, as Ryan was usually submerged in the water when they came over. But his mother started to take notice during his daily lessons with her.

Sitting in the basement lab that afternoon, Ryan’s mother read a text to him as he lazily floated in place on the other side of the glass dividing them. But every so often, she couldn’t help sneaking glances at him, intrigued by how full his belly had gotten in only the past week. He had taken to tugging his briefs higher, but this did little to disguise it. His belly was rounded, bulging out like a woman’s in her six month of pregnancy.

Ryan was certainly eating more, but not enough for such a significant development. Ryan’s mother hoped he wasn’t ill or anything. She supposed she could wait a few days. It could have been bloating, or a bad reaction to the fish. It could have been something to do with all the pheromones he’d been producing. It might have been nothing at all.

Still reading the text as though her mind wasn’t racing a mile a minute, Ryan’s mother made the final decision to hold off on doing anything, but still keep a close eye on her son. It would be safer to wait another few days than exposing Ryan to unnecessary medical procedures.
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Because of his predicament, Ryan had to endure daily homeschooling with his mother. She did them in the basement, not minding that Ryan had to sit in silence and listen to her lessons from the other side of the glass. If he tried to argue, all that he produced were air bubbles from his mouth.

After homeschooling, Josh came by to visit Ryan daily, and often swam around him. It really cheered Ryan up, as he was going into his third week stuck as a fish-boy.

Though not doing any physical exams or experiments, Ryan’s mother made sure to keep an eye on Ryan, and keep an eye out for any more developments. Nothing had changed since he had developed webbed hands and feet, though she did begin to notice his groin seemed to be bulging out in his briefs more than usual. At first she thought it to be nothing of significance, but within a few days, it seemed much larger. Ryan didn’t mention anything of it, and barely seemed to notice it, or pretended not to.

Ryan’s mother took to her research. It was possible Ryan was going into heat, which was unusual of male fish (or humans), but not unheard of. Fortunately enough, there was no female of his species to be fertilized, so the episode would likely pass on its own.

Little did Ryan’s mother realize, his body would not relax until its reproductive needs were satisfied.

* * *

“Dude, ever since I started swimming around with you, my junk has been getting huge,” said Josh, as he sat on the edge of the pool one day. “Not that I’m complaining.”

“Yeah, mine too. I think my mom says it has to do with pheromones or something,” Ryan responded. “It must have messed with your system.”

“I guess it’s more incentive to come visit,” Josh laughed. “Hey, let’s see whose is bigger.”

“Josh, I really don’t want to embarrass you.”

But Josh had already dropped into the pool. Both boys sunk under the water, pulling down their shorts. Though Josh had grown long and thick, his testicles looking like plums, it was no contest for Ryan’s massive member, which, once uncurled, went halfway down to his knee. Both boys swam back to the surface.

“Holy shit,” said Josh.

“I know,” said Ryan.

“This tank is doing a number on us,” said Josh, feeling himself harden at just the thought of growing even larger. He grunted as his body released before he could gain control of himself.

Ryan stared at him. “Did you just-?”

“Sorry man.”

“Gross,” said Ryan. “I’m turning on the filter.” Ryan swam off to the other side of the pool, where he turned on the filter. Little did he know, this would do no good in getting rid of Josh’s semen. Ryan’s body was in heat, arousing whoever was in proximity, and drawing their sperm to him. They were magnetized to Ryan’s opening, seeping inside of him, until his desperate insides had taken in every wriggling specimen.

“This tank is awesome,” said Josh. “That’s it, I have to bring the guys over.”

Ryan shrugged. “It’ll be nice to have some company besides you,” he said, laughing as Josh gave him the finger.
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Ryan was not allowed to have visitors, but his mother made an exception for Josh, who was his best friend. After having him swear to confidentiality (sign off on it, too), Ryan’s mother allowed Josh into the first floor level of the tank. He walked over to the pool and sat down on the edge as Ryan swam to the surface to meet him there. For a moment, the two blankly stared at each other.

“Holy shit man,” said Josh, bursting into laughter.

Ryan frowned. “You’re telling me.” We swam over to Josh and pulled himself up to sit on the edge of the pool, though his breathing become slightly strained. “I have fucking gills, and look.” He held out his fingers, which had developed webs between them. “My feet too.”

Josh was so amused, he had to clutch his side. “Can’t you get plastic surgery or something?”

“Yeah, sure, except it wouldn’t help with that small issue of breathing.” Ryan huffed, causing some water to spray from his gills. Josh was in tears by then.

Ryan glared at him, and dropped himself back into the pool. He did a lap around its 20-foot length at astonishing speed. Josh sobered a little.

“It can’t be all that bad. No school. And you get to swim around all day.”

“Yeah, right,” said Ryan. Josh ignored him.

“Well I’m definitely taking advantage of it,” said Josh, pulling off his shirt, then pants, to leave only his boxers. He hopped into the pool, staring in amazement at the glass wall and basement lab beneath the water’s surface. “So cool,” he said, as he swam back to the top.

“Do you know this tank was made for my mother to experiment on dolphins and shit?” said Ryan glumly.

“Eww, gross,” said Josh, wrinkling his nose.

Ryan nodded his head to the left of the tank, where there was a device, and a humming noise. “Well, there’s a filter.”

“So do you like use the bathroom in here?” said Josh uncomfortably.

“I could,” said Ryan, smiling as Josh paled. “But, I still use the first floor bathroom in the house. Seems more civil. You know I can go an hour now in the air?” he seemed proud of this fact.

“Just enough time to get laid, then take a 59-minute nap,” said Josh, chuckling as Ryan rolled his eyes. “So what do you eat?”

“At first, regular food. But now I can only seem to tolerate raw fish.”

“Gross. You mean sushi type stuff?”

Ryan hesitated. “No. Live fish.”

“Grooossss!” said Josh, swimming away from him.

Ryan shrugged. “The alternative is swimming around in my own vomit and diarrhea,” he said.

“That’s it, I’m getting out of this thing,” said Josh. Ryan smirked as he watched him climb back onto the pool's edge.
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“Are you sure it’s okay for us to be hanging out in your mother’s lab?” said Josh uncertainly.

“Stop being such a girl,” Ryan responded, poking around a shelf of beakers and jars. His mother was a marine biologist. “My mom has this weird fish slime, and I swear it gets you high. I just can’t remember which container.” Ryan grabbed a jar at random and tried to pry off the cover. Once he had succeeded, he sniffed the green slime within it, then cringed. “Eugh. Not this.”

“But isn’t this stuff dangerous?” said Josh. He peered into a massive tank of water that dominated one side of the room, but there was nothing inside.

Ryan had picked up a new jar, and was now tossing it up and down as though it was a football.

“I mean, what if we’re exposed to something-“

Just as Josh said this, Ryan missed the jar and it crashed to the floor at his feet. Josh jumped away, but Ryan was splattered with the grainy purple contents.

“Eugh,” said Ryan, wiping his face, and sticking out his tongue in disgust. He heard some movement upstairs. “Shit. Let’s get out of here.” He and Josh hurried out a side door, Ryan continuing to wipe purple goo off him.

Over the next few days, Ryan began having difficulty breathing. At eighteen, he had thought his childhood asthma was behind him, but he started taking a few puffs of his inhaler every day in his hopes to remedy the problem. It only seemed to get worse. One night he awoke gasping for breath.

“Can’t – breathe,” he huffed, getting up, digging in his drawer for his inhaler. Things clattered to the floor. His mother rushed in, the door banging open.

“Ryan, what’s going on?” his mother said, still in her nightclothes.

But by then, Ryan’s face was turning blue. He collapsed to the ground, and the last thing he saw was his mother rushing to his side, before everything went black.

* * *

When Ryan awoke, his body felt light, and he was swaying for some reason. He was naked except for his briefs. He could see his mother on the other side of a glass wall. He could also see that they were in the basement of their house, his mother’s lab, shelves of equipment and jars lining the walls. He tried to speak, but all that came out were…bubbles.

His mother looked at him sadly. “Were you hanging around in the lab again? You know I told you not to.”

Ryan looked around, suddenly panicked.  He was underwater! He swam up to the surface of the tank, which led to a large room on the first floor. Coughing, he swam to the edge, and started climbing out. He could hear his mother hurrying up the stairs from the basement to meet him there. She opened the door into the room. “Stay put, Ryan,” she warned.

“What were you trying to do, drown me?” said Ryan. But the more he sat on the pool’s edge, the harder his breathing seemed to become. He started coughing more violently. His mother kneeled down beside him.

“Don’t you realize, honey? The serum you were exposed to, it gave you…” She sighed, and pulled a small mirror out of her pocket. She gave it to him, and Ryan looked at his reflection.

At first, he appeared normal, but as he turned his head, he noticed strange lines on the right side of his neck.  They were on the left side, too!
“Gills,” his mother explained. “You were exposed to a very volatile serum. It did this to you. You can tolerate air, but only for short periods, and it won’t be comfortable. It will be a while before I’m able to figure this all out. For now, you need to stay in the water to breathe.”

“But mom…” said Ryan, though he didn’t know what his argument was. He was mostly speechless.

She gave him a kiss on the head, and a reassuring nod, though she looked mournful. Ryan hesitated, then dropped himself back into the pool.
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Cona waddled to her desk. She pulled out her chair and carefully sat down.

Her colleague, Stacey, one desk over, threw her a reassuring smile, but Cona glared back. Stacey quickly ducked down to attend to her work, as though she feared Cona’s condition was contagious.

Cona was miserable. She barely talked to anyone unless she absolutely had to. She wanted to go to the police, but both the hospital and her employers explained that the contract was government-certified; absolute. She was obligated to follow it, otherwise her agency could have her incarcerated, which would just make matters worse. She wanted to just stay home and cry, but the stupid contract also stipulated that she continue to show up to work at her normal schedule unless health problems prevented her from doing so. Because “elephant pregnancy” wasn’t a recognized health issue, she was forced to go to work like normal, and her usual schedule was twelve hours or more every day.

Even when Cona was home, she didn’t know what to do with herself. She would sit up in bed snacking and watching TV, trying not to think about the creature growing in her stomach. Impregnating her with an elephant – pure insanity! What could possibly be the scientific benefit of it?

“It will allow us to test the capacity of the human body,” Tom had explained. Cona just wanted to test how tightly she could clamp her hands around Tom’s  neck until his body went cold.

Presently Cona sat behind her desk, fidgeting uncomfortably. Her large belly was perched in her lap, round and full as a beach ball. But it had a thick layer of fat upon it, making it squishy as well as firm. It was getting so large, it was growing wider than the rest of her.

Cona fidgeted more, attempting to pull up to her paperwork, but her belly put a good amount of distance between her and her desk. As she tried to lean over the forms, her breasts squished up against her chin, causing her to grunt in frustration.

Her job had been quick to provide her with a super-large lab coat, as though they’d already had one aside in preparation for her to get as large. As little else fit her, she was left naked beneath the lab coat, growing uneasier and uneasier as it tightened against her body, diamonds of skin developing between the buttons, nipples aching as they pushed hard against the material, breasts feeling as though they might explode from her top. It would be mortifying to have to ask Tom for a larger lab coat after such a short while in this one. Besides, she was sure she would be able to fit it, at least for another few days. She hoped. Cona uncertainly rubbed the side of her belly.

She was picked up and dropped off now, as she could no longer fit behind the steering wheel of her car. This, of course, also meant the lab dictated everywhere she wanted to go. It was humiliating when she requested a colleague to pull into a drive-thru by her house and order her a few bags of burgers as her stomach grumbled. Her appetite had gotten insatiable, and it was hard to get around the few hours she was home and cook a proper meal. All she wanted to do when she was off work was crawl into bed, sleep, and wake up from her living nightmare.

Sometimes she tried to understand her condition by reading up on elephants. Apparently their gestation period was two years long. The concept of being pregnant for two years was nerve wracking in itself, let alone with an elephant. She was only seven weeks along, and looked ready to pop. There was no way she would be able to carry to term. When she presented this problem to Tom, he only responded with vague hypotheticals. They were using her body as a petri dish, but wouldn’t tell her anything! All she could do was try to endure it.

At work, James was tasked with hooking her up to an IV line. The pale green fluid flowing into her veins was a combination of pure fat and special drugs to help her body accommodate its rapidly growing weight. Her skin was soft and supple now, but when she missed a dose, sometimes she felt tight as a drum. She always made sure to remind James if he forgot to hook her up to the IV. Once she even reported him. This was her health, and she wouldn’t let someone else’s incompetence put it at stake.

When she was at home, she had to sit in the bath for two hours, pouring a special powder into the water to further soften her skin. It was tedious and annoying, but Cona did as she was ordered. Anything to get her through this. She also rubbed lotions and creams on her breasts to soften them, otherwise the mounds became sore and ached after her growth spurts.

She had stopped returning Jim’s calls. She had broken contact with her family. She was too humiliated. She didn’t know what she would say to them.

Just as Cona finally managed to press the tip of her pen against the paperwork on her desk, she dropped it, instead clutching her navel. “Oh,” she hissed. She regretted it the moment it came out.

Stacey looked up at her, as did several of her other colleagues in the room. “I think it’s happening,” one of them whispered.

Cona tried to ignore them, and pretend nothing was going on. She even reached down for her pen again, but a groan escaped her, and she knew she couldn’t hide her discomfort, strong as it was. She fell into panting as several of her coworkers approached, some with clipboards and notebooks, muttering and scribbling as they watched.

“Nnnnn…” Cona groaned, feeling the pressure in her stomach start to cumulate. She spread her legs to make more room for what she knew was was about to happen. “Nrrrgghh…” Her belly tightened and shifted forward, pressing into her lab coat, buttons popping one by one. It bulged outwards, pushing against her arms, and pressed harder into her legs. But mostly, it shifted forward, one inch, then two, three…she lost count. Her breasts heaved higher, shoved harder against her chin. And they were growing as well, rounder and fuller, nipples bulging and aching as they ran out of space within.

When it was over, Cona panted, looking up, noticing that all of the scientists had gathered around her, like she was a sideshow. One had even taken out a video camera to record the growth spurt. Her sweaty body had burst free of her lab coat and was out in the open for them all to see, each mound flushed, nipples dripping sweat.

At seeing the spurt was over, most of them started heading back to their stations. Tom approached with a stethoscope and began to check her vitals.

“Hope you all enjoyed that!” Cona called after her retreating coworkers, ignoring as Tom pressed the stethoscope to her chest. “No – really! Bring a date next time!”
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“Be careful guys. I’m telling you, this is some serious shit,” Josh warned his eight football teammates as he stripped down to his briefs. Several of them gawked at the massive bulge in his shorts.

From the water, Ryan shrugged. “It’s true.”

The young men didn’t need to be told twice. They quickly stripped down to their boxers, and hopped into the pool. Several gasped as they instantly developed erections, the pheromone-content of the tank having become so powerful. Several others just released before they could garner control of their bodies.

“Ew, gross, I live here, jerks,” Ryan complained, as several of the football players chuckled awkwardly, everyone swimming back to the edge of the pool.

“You weren’t kidding,” one of them nodded to Josh, who grinned.

“Told you.”

“I’m getting out of here,” Ryan grumbled, also swimming to pool’s edge. He pulled himself up so his lean torso was out of the water. But rather than climbing up, he hesitated, and lingered in the tank.

“Thought you were getting out?” said Josh, standing a few feet from the water, drying his hair with a towel. “You’re in a fucking sperm soup.”

“Yeah, I know, I just…” Ryan didn’t know how to explain his sudden compulsion to stay in the water for the time being. His subconscious was telling him not to move; that it was important to stay put. He was unaware of his body’s eagerness to absorb all the recent contributions. Once it had finished, and every wriggling sperm had made its way inside of him, the subconscious compulsion disappeared. Ryan climbed out of the tank. “Eugh, gross.” He didn’t notice the slight belly he had developed in the few minutes he had lingered in the water.

“Hey, you seemed to be enjoying it,” Josh mocked.

“Well I need the water, if you hadn’t noticed, I can’t breathe without it.” Ryan tapped his gills. “Besides, it’s just cum. Nothing you haven’t been covered in,” Ryan said, drawing laughter for the others, and causing Josh to push him back into the tank. The laughter continued.

The perk of living in a tank of water was that Ryan kept extremely fit from swimming around all day. Despite this, however, he had somehow started to develop a bit of a gut. The other guys threw jokes about it, but Ryan ignored it. He supposed he was being a glutton with his meals of live fish lately. His mother would put a week’s worth of sustenance in the tank for him, and he would go through it in just a day. He supposed there wasn’t much else to do than gorge himself, living life as a fish-person, and whatnot.

The guys continued to visit him through the side-door to the basement, without Ryan’s mother’s knowledge. They came over a few times a week. It was nice to have some extra company. They joined him in the water as often as possible, trying to reap the benefits of exposure to Ryan’s pheromones.

In fact, the group as a whole became less reserved about group-masturbation. The nine of them would do it together – Ryan didn’t even mind that they did it in his pool. Maybe a different fish-boy would have minded, but something in Ryan’s subconscious told him it was okay. The guys could come over, and they could all jerk off all they wanted.

For some reason, Ryan seemed to be getting chubbier and chubbier.

The guys didn’t notice too often, as Ryan was usually submerged in the water when they came over. But his mother started to take notice during his daily lessons with her.

Sitting in the basement lab that afternoon, Ryan’s mother read a text to him as he lazily floated in place on the other side of the glass dividing them. But every so often, she couldn’t help sneaking glances at him, intrigued by how full his belly had gotten in only the past week. He had taken to tugging his briefs higher, but this did little to disguise it. His belly was rounded, bulging out like a woman’s in her six month of pregnancy.

Ryan was certainly eating more, but not enough for such a significant development. Ryan’s mother hoped he wasn’t ill or anything. She supposed she could wait a few days. It could have been bloating, or a bad reaction to the fish. It could have been something to do with all the pheromones he’d been producing. It might have been nothing at all.

Still reading the text as though her mind wasn’t racing a mile a minute, Ryan’s mother made the final decision to hold off on doing anything, but still keep a close eye on her son. It would be safer to wait another few days than exposing Ryan to unnecessary medical procedures.
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Because of his predicament, Ryan had to endure daily homeschooling with his mother. She did them in the basement, not minding that Ryan had to sit in silence and listen to her lessons from the other side of the glass. If he tried to argue, all that he produced were air bubbles from his mouth.

After homeschooling, Josh came by to visit Ryan daily, and often swam around him. It really cheered Ryan up, as he was going into his third week stuck as a fish-boy.

Though not doing any physical exams or experiments, Ryan’s mother made sure to keep an eye on Ryan, and keep an eye out for any more developments. Nothing had changed since he had developed webbed hands and feet, though she did begin to notice his groin seemed to be bulging out in his briefs more than usual. At first she thought it to be nothing of significance, but within a few days, it seemed much larger. Ryan didn’t mention anything of it, and barely seemed to notice it, or pretended not to.

Ryan’s mother took to her research. It was possible Ryan was going into heat, which was unusual of male fish (or humans), but not unheard of. Fortunately enough, there was no female of his species to be fertilized, so the episode would likely pass on its own.

Little did Ryan’s mother realize, his body would not relax until its reproductive needs were satisfied.

* * *

“Dude, ever since I started swimming around with you, my junk has been getting huge,” said Josh, as he sat on the edge of the pool one day. “Not that I’m complaining.”

“Yeah, mine too. I think my mom says it has to do with pheromones or something,” Ryan responded. “It must have messed with your system.”

“I guess it’s more incentive to come visit,” Josh laughed. “Hey, let’s see whose is bigger.”

“Josh, I really don’t want to embarrass you.”

But Josh had already dropped into the pool. Both boys sunk under the water, pulling down their shorts. Though Josh had grown long and thick, his testicles looking like plums, it was no contest for Ryan’s massive member, which, once uncurled, went halfway down to his knee. Both boys swam back to the surface.

“Holy shit,” said Josh.

“I know,” said Ryan.

“This tank is doing a number on us,” said Josh, feeling himself harden at just the thought of growing even larger. He grunted as his body released before he could gain control of himself.

Ryan stared at him. “Did you just-?”

“Sorry man.”

“Gross,” said Ryan. “I’m turning on the filter.” Ryan swam off to the other side of the pool, where he turned on the filter. Little did he know, this would do no good in getting rid of Josh’s semen. Ryan’s body was in heat, arousing whoever was in proximity, and drawing their sperm to him. They were magnetized to Ryan’s opening, seeping inside of him, until his desperate insides had taken in every wriggling specimen.

“This tank is awesome,” said Josh. “That’s it, I have to bring the guys over.”

Ryan shrugged. “It’ll be nice to have some company besides you,” he said, laughing as Josh gave him the finger.
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Ryan was not allowed to have visitors, but his mother made an exception for Josh, who was his best friend. After having him swear to confidentiality (sign off on it, too), Ryan’s mother allowed Josh into the first floor level of the tank. He walked over to the pool and sat down on the edge as Ryan swam to the surface to meet him there. For a moment, the two blankly stared at each other.

“Holy shit man,” said Josh, bursting into laughter.

Ryan frowned. “You’re telling me.” We swam over to Josh and pulled himself up to sit on the edge of the pool, though his breathing become slightly strained. “I have fucking gills, and look.” He held out his fingers, which had developed webs between them. “My feet too.”

Josh was so amused, he had to clutch his side. “Can’t you get plastic surgery or something?”

“Yeah, sure, except it wouldn’t help with that small issue of breathing.” Ryan huffed, causing some water to spray from his gills. Josh was in tears by then.

Ryan glared at him, and dropped himself back into the pool. He did a lap around its 20-foot length at astonishing speed. Josh sobered a little.

“It can’t be all that bad. No school. And you get to swim around all day.”

“Yeah, right,” said Ryan. Josh ignored him.

“Well I’m definitely taking advantage of it,” said Josh, pulling off his shirt, then pants, to leave only his boxers. He hopped into the pool, staring in amazement at the glass wall and basement lab beneath the water’s surface. “So cool,” he said, as he swam back to the top.

“Do you know this tank was made for my mother to experiment on dolphins and shit?” said Ryan glumly.

“Eww, gross,” said Josh, wrinkling his nose.

Ryan nodded his head to the left of the tank, where there was a device, and a humming noise. “Well, there’s a filter.”

“So do you like use the bathroom in here?” said Josh uncomfortably.

“I could,” said Ryan, smiling as Josh paled. “But, I still use the first floor bathroom in the house. Seems more civil. You know I can go an hour now in the air?” he seemed proud of this fact.

“Just enough time to get laid, then take a 59-minute nap,” said Josh, chuckling as Ryan rolled his eyes. “So what do you eat?”

“At first, regular food. But now I can only seem to tolerate raw fish.”

“Gross. You mean sushi type stuff?”

Ryan hesitated. “No. Live fish.”

“Grooossss!” said Josh, swimming away from him.

Ryan shrugged. “The alternative is swimming around in my own vomit and diarrhea,” he said.

“That’s it, I’m getting out of this thing,” said Josh. Ryan smirked as he watched him climb back onto the pool's edge.
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“Are you sure it’s okay for us to be hanging out in your mother’s lab?” said Josh uncertainly.

“Stop being such a girl,” Ryan responded, poking around a shelf of beakers and jars. His mother was a marine biologist. “My mom has this weird fish slime, and I swear it gets you high. I just can’t remember which container.” Ryan grabbed a jar at random and tried to pry off the cover. Once he had succeeded, he sniffed the green slime within it, then cringed. “Eugh. Not this.”

“But isn’t this stuff dangerous?” said Josh. He peered into a massive tank of water that dominated one side of the room, but there was nothing inside.

Ryan had picked up a new jar, and was now tossing it up and down as though it was a football.

“I mean, what if we’re exposed to something-“

Just as Josh said this, Ryan missed the jar and it crashed to the floor at his feet. Josh jumped away, but Ryan was splattered with the grainy purple contents.

“Eugh,” said Ryan, wiping his face, and sticking out his tongue in disgust. He heard some movement upstairs. “Shit. Let’s get out of here.” He and Josh hurried out a side door, Ryan continuing to wipe purple goo off him.

Over the next few days, Ryan began having difficulty breathing. At eighteen, he had thought his childhood asthma was behind him, but he started taking a few puffs of his inhaler every day in his hopes to remedy the problem. It only seemed to get worse. One night he awoke gasping for breath.

“Can’t – breathe,” he huffed, getting up, digging in his drawer for his inhaler. Things clattered to the floor. His mother rushed in, the door banging open.

“Ryan, what’s going on?” his mother said, still in her nightclothes.

But by then, Ryan’s face was turning blue. He collapsed to the ground, and the last thing he saw was his mother rushing to his side, before everything went black.

* * *

When Ryan awoke, his body felt light, and he was swaying for some reason. He was naked except for his briefs. He could see his mother on the other side of a glass wall. He could also see that they were in the basement of their house, his mother’s lab, shelves of equipment and jars lining the walls. He tried to speak, but all that came out were…bubbles.

His mother looked at him sadly. “Were you hanging around in the lab again? You know I told you not to.”

Ryan looked around, suddenly panicked.  He was underwater! He swam up to the surface of the tank, which led to a large room on the first floor. Coughing, he swam to the edge, and started climbing out. He could hear his mother hurrying up the stairs from the basement to meet him there. She opened the door into the room. “Stay put, Ryan,” she warned.

“What were you trying to do, drown me?” said Ryan. But the more he sat on the pool’s edge, the harder his breathing seemed to become. He started coughing more violently. His mother kneeled down beside him.

“Don’t you realize, honey? The serum you were exposed to, it gave you…” She sighed, and pulled a small mirror out of her pocket. She gave it to him, and Ryan looked at his reflection.

At first, he appeared normal, but as he turned his head, he noticed strange lines on the right side of his neck.  They were on the left side, too!
“Gills,” his mother explained. “You were exposed to a very volatile serum. It did this to you. You can tolerate air, but only for short periods, and it won’t be comfortable. It will be a while before I’m able to figure this all out. For now, you need to stay in the water to breathe.”

“But mom…” said Ryan, though he didn’t know what his argument was. He was mostly speechless.

She gave him a kiss on the head, and a reassuring nod, though she looked mournful. Ryan hesitated, then dropped himself back into the pool.
Ryan turns into an aquatic creature then starts to develop eggs.
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Act 1

Princess Peach was taking a nap in the plains of Grass Land, when she heard Mario grunting. He was pushing four Brick Blocks towards Princess Peach, and she backed away and said, "Mario, what's going on?"

Mario said, "I'm-a glad you asked! You see, one day, I was-a exploring Big Island, and came across a P-Balloon. It floated over towards me, and it popped on-a the back of my hand, causing it to inflate to three times the size of-a my head. Then I though, 'If popping it normally causes one's whole body to inflate, then if a P-Balloon touches any body part and-a causes it to inflate, it was-a going to be the same.' Then, my glove turned red and-a started to let the air out, deflating my hand back to normal size. So, I'm-a got a present for you!"

Mario immediately pulled out a P-Balloon, which drifted towards Peach's belly, and then popped. Soon, her belly started to inflate, which took her by surprise. Once it had stopped inflating, her belly was as big as a pregnant woman who had a big meal. She then blushed and said, "Oh, Mario! You and your P-Balloons!"

Mario said, "It's-a to impress you, princess!"

And so, Mario and Peach smiled, as the princess playfully squished her inflated belly...

Act 2

In Toad Town, Mario and Peach had just met each other for a date. Peach said, "Mario, do you know the reason why I took you on this date?"

Mario said, "So, I'm-a can protect you from Bowser?"

Peach giggled and said, "No, silly Mario! I want you to inflate my belly!"

She handed Mario an air pump, then put the hose into her mouth. Mario said, "I'm-a ready, princess!"

Soon, Mario started to pump air into Princess Peach. Her belly began to inflate like a balloon, but the rest of her wasn't planning on catching up with her anytime soon. Mario kept pumping Peach's belly full of air, causing it to become bigger, rounder, and fuller, until it looked like her belly was stuffed full of food. She then pulled the hose out and held onto it as she happily said, "Mario! Make me bigger! More! Fill me with more air!"

Mario saw Peach put the hose back into her mouth, as he said, "Okey-dokey!"

Mario then resumed pumping Peach's belly full of air, and she was enjoying it. After several more pumps, Mario's arms were tired, and Peach's belly was almost touching Mario's end of the air pump. Her belly looked like she was pregnant with twenty-four kids after she drained a lake of its water, and she spat out the hose and said, "Thank you, Mario!"

Mario, who was exhausted from all that pumping, hugged Peach's humongous belly and said, "I'm-a love you and your big-a belly, Peach!"

Peach giggled and said, "Oh, Mario! You're a kind gentleman! I love you, too!"

And so, Mario began to caress Peach's hugely-inflated belly...

A two-for-one story for :iconkingasylus91:.

Peach undergoes two methods of belly inflation: A P-Balloon and an air pump!
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I wanted to draw a thing so I drew a thing akjfds
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Well, this one's certainly been a long time coming. I started the lineart for this in November 2007 (the lineart & tone version ended up in "Keychain", a doujinshi project I did with my manga club), but it was taking so long to paint that I decided to put it off. this holiday, I figured it was time to finish it. I'm glad I left it to begin with, as I painted the remaining characters in far less time than the first couple took.

Much love for the Kingdom Hearts 2 cast. As much as I love the way the game ended, this would be my idea of a perfect world.

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This tiny beast is the cause of the expansion breast of the majority of the girls in my gallery.

It is introduced in the breast from outside to arriving at the center, then it removes to threads or ramifications that stick to the flesh to feed themselves, here it begins to grow up to the point in that one megres with the breast, increasing the sensibility, generating constantly pleasure.

The problem is that it does not know when to stop, and in a stage of its life releases children who leave by the nipples infecting to other women.

***After the bugs give a birth, they stop to growing and die because they become in breast flesh, so the final size it keeping, and the breast stop it too, but for the infected girls the sensation is very exciting and until vicious to stop it, and they'll want MORE!, and they'll look for the way to get other couple of this strange worms, and they'll do what is necessary.***

This bug needs 3 conditions to activate and grow:
1- It must be in a fleshy and smooth atmosphere, because being in the middle of the bones not allow its the growth (for that reason, it does not enter in the internal bodies or the head)
2- It smell the feminine pheromones, even if the woman not this excited she always release pheromones (that is the reason the bug does not attack children or old woman, much less to the men)
3- It needs an easy, fast and clean exit to release its children when they are born (in other words by the nipples and not by the ass)

After of that the bugs gives a birth and becomes in breast flesh, the girl's new breast are unavailable to take other bugs, the reason is that the bugs growth and dead have consumed all the food of the chests, and the infected girls don't release more pheromones. All she'll have to wait an month (at least) to recover completely, during that time none of the bugs going to want get in the breast those girls although they would want.

After of that month all she'll be able to receive new bugs, of course with her new hyper breast, she can take more bugs. The problem is, all the infected girls would cost work to resist the temptation to have more AEB in their chests again due to the anxiety, it's like a drug.

All begin when an unknown person (it dont know if is he or she) that sold the bug to a girl that wanted to be a little bigger, because their breast do not have the sensitivity that she wishes, reason why a silicone surgery does not agree to her…

.................."THERE IS A COMIC OF THIS HERE".................... [link]
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Jane watched from the doorway, painful prickles of nervous sweat piercing the back of her neck as she watched her friend writhing on the bed in intense discomfort. She had opened the door silently a few seconds earlier to find Lalia wrapping up one of her shows, her enormously distended belly nestling heavily below her hefty tits, pressing her well-fed gut down into the yielding mattress beneath her,
"Uuuuuuuggghh! That's it! No more!" Lalia grimaced, holding her hands up in a gesture of surrender to show there were no further provisions available to her food-encrusted fingers, before turning to the laptop whilst nursing her swollen belly and blasting, "*UUUUURRRRRPP! Ohhhh you guys are monsters! How could you make me eat all that?!"
Licking each of her fingers in turn as Jane watched on and her laptop screen scrolled frantically with messages from her watching customers, Lalia's gut grumbled satiatedly, whilst soft undulations rippled her bloated flesh, the churning contents of her belly refusing to settle.
"Mmmmnnngh!" she yelped with her eyes closed tightly as she sucked her left thumb clean and moved on to her right hand, a gorged, "*URRRRRPP!*" accompanying her stomach's gurgling,
"Ooohhhhh I've got to go take a lie down!" wailed Lalia, having cleared her chocolate-smeared hands entirely and reaching below her monumental breasts to comfort her complaining belly. She shuffled heavily to the edge of the bed, her massive, naked boobs wallowing across the floor, pushed outwards by her bloated tummy,
"Uuuuurrrrghhh!" Lalia grimaced as the last inches of her overfed belly tumbled off the mattress she sat on with a "*Bah-LOOOOM-phh!* Uggghh! I'll see you next time if I don't... *BWUUURRP!* Explode!"
With that, she lurched forwards using the impetus of her pendulous gut to reach out and turn off the webcam as a concerned Jane stirred in the corner. Lalia switched off the camera using a keyboard shortcut, before studiously making sure it was disconnected at its USB port and closing the lid of her laptop. But now turning troublesomely with an undisguisable smile across her face, Jane stopped in her tracks and smiled with relief as Lalia laughed,
"Think the explosions will be going off elsewhere!" her demeanour reverting instantly back to the Lalia Jane had grown accustomed to. Somewhat taken aback, Jane couldn't help but choke out,
"Wow, Lalia, you're quite the actress, you even had me believing you there,"
"All those years of inventing stories to explain the missing food and my, ah... 'developing figure' to my mom," Lalia giggled naughtily, glancing down to her vast belly and slapping both hands on its bloated mass scraping the floor from her half-crouched position over the desk, "Although I think even I'd struggle to explain this one! Man, I could get used to weight like this!"
"I thought your boobs were about to break you in half, Lalia!" Jane reminded her, worried at her friend's apparent newfound fondness for her overdeveloped figure,
"Oooohhhhh the belly's sort of evened things out!" smiled Lalia, rubbing her immensely full tummy, her grin fading to gritted teeth momentarily as she craned herself arduously up to standing. Lalia's vast belly arced massively out from beneath the shade of her colossal tits, which drooped either side of the plump protuberance barging them aside, her tautened tummy's dimensions probably equal to either breast,
"I... don't think it has, Lalia," Jane replied with a furrowed brow, "You look shorter,"
"Yeah?" Lalia replied disinterestedly,
"No, I mean a lot shorter, your back's being bent by, like, inches!" the anxious Jane explained,
"Jane, I have never felt better! Or fatter!" came the somewhat unwelcome assurance,
"Lalia the model isn't supposed to enjoy what they do on webcam, it should be a business transaction!" Jane protested, moving on from the fact that Lalia's boobs and belly were literally squashing her into the ground,
"Shouldn't be a bad thing to take a little pleasure in your work!" said Lalia, with a flick of her long, red hair,
"And for God's sake Lalia, please don't sound so damn pleased when you talk about getting fatter!" an annoyed Jane shouted,
"Ah, come on Jane, girls just wanna have fun!" Lalia said nonchalantly, "I'll admit this is mixing business with pleasure, but the hard work starts once I get a treadmill,"
"And when will that be, Lalia?"
"Eventsh! Lighten up Jane, it's not like I'm doing this every night... haha! 'Lighten up!' I crack myself up!" she beamed, as Jane glowered,
"Really!" she chirped, admitting after an awkward pause, "It's every other night! One night's boobs, the next belly and so on!"
Jane simply exhaled frustratedly at Lalia's impulsive nature, folding her arms and facing away,
"God Lalia!" Jane had to stop herself from screeching at the top of her lungs, "You are just the most impossible person..."
"Hey, look," Lalia began, "If you're really that concerned, I've got a proposal for you,"
Jane had learned long ago to be wary of anything that Lalia seemed to simply 'propose' without warning. She knew that for all her sweet innocence Lalia could be cunning, and very rarely suggested anything without having thought of the benefits to herself first,
"Go on," Jane cagily nodded,
"How about you help me out with the camshows?" Lalia asked, "You can keep an eye on me, and you can make sure they run smoothly,"
Genuinely surprised and taken aback at what seemed to be a fairly reasonable strategy, Jane was stunned into silence,
"They'll be more efficient, we'll be making money quicker and then we can bust me down to size sooner!" Lalia continued enthusiastically. Jane paused to consider her reply,
"Let me think it over, Lalia,"
"Sure, babe, take all the time you want," Lalia shrugged casually, "Just... y'know, give me this one break. I promise you I've got this covered."

Despite numerous misgivings, Jane agreed to assist Lalia's camshows. Jane agreed to shop for Lalia, ready the food for the webcam shows and take care of the camera, lights and computer. In return Lalia had to promise that she would limit her stuffings to every second night at most. The first show of their collaboration was soon due, with Lalia producing a comprehensive shopping list. A shaken Jane took an hour to tick everything off the page Lalia supplied, manoeuvring the cart around the store with difficulty by the time she got to the checkout. Jane could barely be seen exiting behind the teetering tower of fruit, chips, sweets, pizzas, pasta, noodles, bread, drinks, cereals, cooked meats, ice cream, baked goods, chocolate and countless other items crowding the cart. A taxi ride later, Jane burst into Lalia's attic room to find her watching television,
"Two-hundred and fifty-three dollars, Lalia!" she yelled immediately, "Two hundred and fifty three! How can you possibly make a profit after all this?!"
"Whoa, whoa, chill, honey pie," a placid Lalia assured her, "Belly shows is where the big bucks are at!"
"And if you think I'm cooking all of this..." Jane angrily continued,
"Janey, barely anything needs cooking," Lalia explained with a placating gesture, "And anyway, you promised to help!"
Quickly regretting entering into a bargain involving food with Lalia, a frustrated Jane exhaled and pursed her lips,
"Lalia you're gonna be the size of that shopping cart once you're finished!" she groaned, with a palm across her brow, pressing her temples with her thumb and middle finger,
"Oh-ho boy, now you're startin' to think like me!" Lalia beamed, "Now tell ya what, you bring up all the stuff that can be eaten straight away and you can start with the cooking once we're underway up here! I promise it won't take up that much of your time!"
Despite her remonstrations, Jane inwardly pledged to endure at least one stint as Lalia's assistant, rather than baulking straight away. So having hauled bags and bags of groceries upstairs, on each trip reminding Lalia to keep her hands to herself, the star herself was ready to perform a short time before seven o' clock. Jane helped to move any personal items out of range of the camera to ensure the shot was as empty as possible and moved Lalia's mounds of snacks within reach before making her way downstairs to ready the oven whilst Lalia prepped the webcam. Jane returned to find a stunning-looking Lalia putting the finishing touches to her makeup and was once more taken aback at her flatmate's appearance. The face peeking out above the monstrous parapet of her mountainous boobs seemed to emerge directly from her cavernous cleavage, and yet Lalia was still strikingly attractive. There was no trace of a double chin below her sleek jawline and her delicate cheekbones were now accentuated by makeup, all bordered by Lalia's trademark, vividly red hair. She flashed Jane a model's smile as her marvellous green eyes glistened gorgeously amidst her petite features. Even Lalia's arms and legs were lithe and slim where they protruded beyond the bulging expanse of her colossal chest,
'All that weight really has gone nowhere but her boobs,' Jane pondered as she eyed her inflated friend. Crossing the room to more conveniently arrange the piled food, Jane looked over her shoulder to see the naked Lalia from behind, sitting on the edge of her bed. Lalia's pert backside stuck out unnaturally far, the small of her back curving and being pulled forwards by the weight of her giant tits. Her spine arched backwards again at the shoulders as she seemed to be trying to haul the unmanageably vast boobs back towards her, whilst they piled on top of her lap and spilled over her thighs,
'No wonder she can barely move,' Jane now considered as Lalia's boobs wobbled heavily with a slight shift in her seated position, and the empathetic Jane resolved to try her best in helping her housemate for now at least,
"Lalia, you sure you can reach everything here?" Jane asked,
"Yep," answered Lalia, reaching to demonstrate everything was within her grasp,
"And if I put the extra stuff here, the camera can't see me when I do it?" Jane confirmed, looking towards the lightly grainy webcam image on the laptop monitor and waving in the position she indicated,
"Nope," answered Lalia,
"So you ready?"
"Well you start it Lalia," Jane motioned towards the computer. Lalia nodded and winked at her friend, flashing a smile as Jane backed off. The nude, top-heavy eater shuffled unsteadily over to the laptop, clicking a button, then slumped heavily back onto the bed,
"Good evening my lovelies!" a still-wobbling Lalia greeted the camera, "Have I got a treat in store for you tonight!"
Jane retired downstairs to begin cooking the pizzas at that point; there were ten of the doughy discs, each twenty inches across, with four able to fit in the oven at once. She would have to keep a close eye on both the pasta and noodles, and the toppings for each,
'At least these are low-maintenance,' Jane reflected, peeling cellophane wrappers from the pizzas. Thankfully Lalia had ordered that once cooked, jars of sauce could simply be stirred into the pasta and noodles, but Jane would still have to manage four large pans of boiling water simultaneously. She heaved a weary sigh, tying a flowery apron around her waist as she slid the pizzas into the hot oven one by one.

Reentering the attic, Jane could already perceive a sizable impression made by Lalia into the mountain of snacks to her right as she munched voraciously into the camera,
"Mmm! Y'know what they say, 'Once you pop, you can't stop'!" she said between chews, casting aside an empty cardboard tube of chips and reaching for another, the face of a well-known moustachioed brand logo bouncing past Jane's toes. Carrying the four plates simultaneously using a trick learned in her waitressing days, Jane set the pizzas on a conveniently placed table as Lalia finished off the last of her current preference,
"And y'know what I say, 'A moment on the lips, a lifetime on the tits'!" Lalia beamed into the webcam with a smile, reading from her list of onscreen 'cue cards', "Mmmmm that was delish, but I think it's time to move onto something more... substantial," Lalia confided to her audience, leaning over to seize one of the plates that had sat idle for barely a few seconds, "Pizzaaaaa!" she salivated, picking up a sizable pre-cut segment, holding it up to the camera momentarily, before cramming almost the entire slice into her mouth at once,
"MMMHH! Thish ish scho gud!" Lalia burbled with her mouth still full of pizza, "*NOMMPH!* Mmmmf!"
She devoured the remains and was already reaching for a second slice as an aghast Jane beat a hasty exit. By the time she had made it back downstairs, the pizzas loaded into the oven were all but done, and Jane was soon ready to scoop the golden circles onto platters and replace them with their uncooked counterparts, hastily swoop across them with a pizza slice and convey them upstairs. Lalia was nearing the end of her fourth and final pizza, enabling Jane to collect the spent plates to re-use and swap them with the freshly-cooked pizzas,
"*Uuuulllpp!* Mmmm, pepperoni! My faaaaavorite!" Lalia approved as she began to tuck into the resupplied pizza course. So Jane ran laps of the house, checking on the veritable cauldron of pasta bubbling away on the stove on each leg and restocking Lalia's pizza supplies with barely time to breathe. She finally delivered the last pizzas and retired to the kitchen to finish cooking both pasta and noodles, leaving Lalia to operate with the snacks that surrounded her for the time being. Soon both pasta and noodles were ready to be drained, which Jane did with an enormous colander, before decanting a portion of pasta into the largest mixing bowl she could find, incorporating the tomato sauce and refuelling Lalia,
"*OYYYUUURRRRRPP!* Oh excuse me!" Lalia giggled, following a burp that seemed to rattle the glass of every window in the house. Jane even stumbled slightly on her way up the attic stairs, through a combination of the suddenness and volume of Lalia's belch, coupled with the weight of the enormous bowl of pasta she struggled to carry. She had been astounded at the amount of food in the dish; there was so much pasta that it had taken three large jars of sauce to even tinge it with colour. Eventually five jars had ended up in the bowl that Jane now lay down near Lalia with a thud that could surely be detected by the webcam. Jane scuttled off as Lalia giggled slightly, but barely broke her stride in between mouthfuls of yoghurt. Back in the kitchen, Jane filled another somewhat smaller bowl with pasta and hurried this up to Lalia, who was already making considerable headway through the first,
"Oohhhh God, this stuff is hea-vy!" Lalia puffed as Jane returned with the second and final helping of pasta, "It's just swelling me up like a soufflé... mmmm, soufflé! *Brrrrrpppppp!*," although talking at the camera, Jane couldn't help but feel that her inflating housemate was also playfully addressing her. Taking a moment to look about having deposited her pasta payload, Jane saw that Lalia was not quite halfway through the food assembled all around her, but remembered with dread that there was still plenty to come from downstairs in terms of ice cream and noodles. Resolving to rid herself of cooking duties as soon as possible, Jane made her way back downstairs with the giant empty bowl previously occupied by pasta as soon as Lalia had picked it clean. Having washed it out, she found that filling it to the brim rid her of all the noodles at once; so hastily emptying the assembled sauce jars into it, Jane carried it upstairs on a tray relieved to learn that her chef duties were at an end,
"Ohhh guys, check out the belly!" she heard Lalia enthusing as she scaled the attic stairs, and entered the room to find her vast flatmate on her feet. Attempting to spread her cleavage to the camera to afford her viewers a better look at her swollen stomach, Lalia was troublesomely trying to shift her substantial boobs, which dragged ponderously upon the bedroom carpet,
"Uuuuuhhnngh! See?" she grunted, reaching down her chest and wrestling each breast with one arm apiece, craning them apart slightly so that their onerous shadow barely broke in her midriff to reveal a pumped-up, past-pregnant paunch,
"OOOOOFFF!" a sweating Lalia wheezed, letting go of her massive tits to slap together in front of her solid, spherical gut. With that, she crumpled heavily back onto the bed with an audible slosh whilst the furniture's joints groaned under her top-heavy weight,
"Phew!" she forced a weak smile towards the webcam, "Mama's kinda... heavy... for that sorta thing!" she panted breathlessly, "I think that's... quite enough... moving around!"
She reached for the nearest item of food, and began wolfing down a box of pain au chocolat as Jane deposited the bowl of noodles as quietly as possible onto the table,
"*Nnnmm!* How about I... just grow this thing... 'til you can't... *Mmmpphh!* ...miss it?" Lalia offered to her audience inbetween gulps of pastry and gasps of air with a stroke of her growing belly, genuinely exhausted by the everyday task of climbing to her feet in her current chesty guise. Jane slunk noiselessly out of the room to begin tidying up downstairs as the sound of Lalia stuffing herself voraciously echoed over her shoulder.

Having washed the dishes, Jane decided that her part in Lalia's camshow would be all but complete once she had delivered the ice cream currently chilling in the freezer. Opening the freezer section of their refrigerator, she piled the assembled tubs into her arms. On their own, the portions were probably just large enough to give the average person bellyache, but Lalia planned on consuming over twenty liters of ice cream on top of her already-endless menu. The amazed Jane shook her head as the wall of desserts amassed, and she finally conveyed them to the attic in two trips using grocery bags. On the second drop-off, Jane was astounded to see that Lalia had nearly finished all the food in the room, affecting her waistline dramatically. Making short work of the penultimate bag of chips to hand, Lalia's swollen tummy now easily held its own against her monumental bosom, which had only a short time earlier dwarfed and concealed it. Approaching, or perhaps even equalling the size of one of her giant breasts, Lalia's gut had squirmed free of their twin shadows and now bulged eagerly away from her body. Her stretched navel quivered when Lalia swallowed, pumping yet more cargo into her overburdened belly, her frontiers swelling terrifyingly as she did so. As Jane arranged the ice cream within the eater's reach, Lalia polished off the last of the food available and slumped abruptly backwards onto the bed, her tits flailing wildly and her enormous belly resounding with a loud, *GLLLOOOOOSSSSHHH!*. Her face obscured by her mountainous tits, she turned her head to wink and grin at Jane, before propping herself up on her elbows,
"Urgh, gettin' kinda full now," she told her audience as her grimacing face onscreen emerged from behind her piled-up chest pillows. Jane took her previous glance as an assurance that everything was in fact fine, but still marvelled at what an unerringly convincing actress her housemate had become,
"*BWWWUUUURRRPP!*" Lalia blasted right on cue as her hands dove under her smothering tits to rub her bloated belly, which hung heavily between her legs, dangling off the side of the bed, "That thing is loaded and ready to blow!"
She heaved a weary-sounding sigh which may not have been totally false as Jane continued to pile up the ice cream tubs out of shot,
"Ohhhh man, I am all full up here," Lalia mumbled as she feigned a glance toward her depleted food supply, before her face lit up in a broad smile, "But I always save room for dessert!"
With that, Lalia struggled to propel her vast weight upwards, eventually managing to seize one of the nearer tubs of ice cream and a spoon, holding up both to the camera excitedly. It took several more attempts before Lalia was able to shift her bulk to an upright position again, and her belly and boobs once more dangled heavily from her front rather than stacking suffocatingly on top of her. Unperturbed by her increasingly immovable mass, she wasted no time in tucking into the first of her ice cream tubs. Swiftly followed by the second. Then the third; only moments later the empty carton was replaced by a fourth. And so on, in astonishing succession that Jane could barely believe and Lalia's swelling tummy could seemingly barely keep pace with,
'I can actually see her growing,' Jane marvelled as Lalia gulped down mouthfuls of ice cream almost constantly, her groaning gut burgeoning inch by incredible inch,
"I've got twenty liters here; how many d'you think I can get though?" Lalia asked the webcam audience some time after Jane had lost track of how many tubs had disappeared. The laptop screen buzzed with activity, and Lalia peered over her gigantic tits to read the messages,
"All of it? Hmmm, I'm not so sure," Lalia lied, having clearly gained a consensus of opinion, "I am aaaaaawwwful full *BWUUUURRRPP!* ...but I'll do my best!"
Her routine seemed well-rehearsed as Lalia continued to pile the dessert into her rapacious belly, which Jane knew that she could do all night. Nevertheless, Lalia would stop every so often to report she was too full to continue, and Jane was shocked that every time she did so, the message bar was will with nothing but appeals for Lalia to keep going,
"Oooooohhh I can't hold much more!" she groaned in between tubs of ice cream, as Jane saw the webpage scroll down frantically with encouragement. Lalia made a point of pausing to read some of the messages before continuing at what Jane thought was a conspicuously fast pace, but one that obviously convinced Lalia's watching fans. Some minutes later, Lalia repeated the trick,
"Oooooohhh I can't! I'm so full! ...No really, I'm maxed out, I couldn't possibly! ...I'm stuffed, I'm... well... if you really think I could... oooohh, go on then..." she smiled coyly, apparently convinced of her abilities by her audiences' support,
"Oooooohhhh guuuyys! Please don't get me any fuller!" Lalia finally acted with only a few tubs to go, "OOOOOOHHH! I'm gonna buuuuurrrrst!"
The screen once again flashed with activity as keyboards worldwide frantically worked to pump yet more ice cream into Lalia's swollen gut,
"Wh-what? How much...? Well... two... no, three more..." Lalia whimpered, squinting at a message on screen or of course just play-acting, Jane found it impossible to tell now herself, "Oh... Ok..." the eater inevitably conceded, and continuing shovelling the quickly-melting ice cream into her mouth. Eventually, mercifully, Lalia's larder ran dry as the incredibly front-heavy beauty's swollen gut slumped between her thighs to rest on the floor. Even to Jane's trained eye the food-smeared, still-chewing Lalia looked ready to pop, as her burgeoning belly had boosted her colossal boobs up to chin level, heaving some of their expanded mass from the ground to make her look like an overinflated beach ball,
"*BBBWWWWWAAAAAAAAAAARRRPP!*" an open-mouthed Lalia belched, one hand behind her to prop up her overwhelming form with the other sandwiched between the top of her belly and the underside of her outsized bust,
"Well..." she began dozily, exaggerating the effects of such an astonishingly vast meal, "That's all I've got to eat tonight... "
Her mouth fell lazily open in response to a satisfied gurgle from her belly, quickly followed by another deafening burp,
"*Buuuuuuuuuurrble!* *AAAAARRRPP!* ...Excuse me..." she said quietly, enjoying her performance as she continued, "Well... I think that's the most I've ever eaten... I can't remember... ever... *Urrp!*... Ever... feeling so full... so I think I'd better go now..."
Still feigning drowsiness, Lalia waved towards the camera, which Jane took as her cue to at last end the session. She cut the webcam feed and tried to stifle a relieved sigh as the giggling Lalia looked on, immediately dropping her act as she examined several ice cream tubs in turn and licked any remains hiding within. Jane busied herself with clearing up, trying to ignore her colossal flatmate grazing several feet away, whose packed belly shuddered and rippled with burbling vacillations, her giant tits stacked on top of it like enormous fleshy beanbags,
"Thanks for the help Jane, that was lotsa fun!" Lalia enthused, "So much easier with two people... hey, we should get you in on the stuffing act!"
"I don't think so Lalia," the weary Jane mumbled, clearly without the energy to even lose her temper with her overfull flatmate. Lalia herself saw that Jane was in no mood to rise to her jibes and quickly pursing her smirking lips naughtily as Jane piled masses of wrappers and containers into a bin bag,
"So you hittin' the hay, big J?" the energetic Lalia asked her drained-looking housemate after a while as she finished clearing the floor of Lalia's trash,
"Yeah," Jane replied, "You?"
"Soon as I lever the ol' gut into position!" Lalia smiled, shuffling her bulk arduously towards the head of the bed, pushing herself atop the sheets with her hands whilst wiggling her gigantic boobs and immensely full belly across the carpet with her hips,
"You, ah... need any help there, Lalia?" Jane asked as her terrifyingly elastic friend's loaded belly contorted, her supple skin expanding and contracting with Lalia's almost uncomfortably hasty movement,
"I'm good!" Lalia chirped however, having manipulated her laden body into the desired position,
"HEEEEEAAVVE!" she suddenly grunted with effort, spinning herself to lie down in bed, her massive belly resounding with a glooping slosh. From sitting facing Jane, Lalia turned to lay with her back to her shellshocked flatmate; whereas her stiff, overloaded belly turned immediately with her, cartwheeling mesmerically through the air in a pendulous arc, Lalia's cumbersome jugs only followed suit eventually. Tumbling in a gradual avalanche of boob skin, her right breast was dragged by its immense weight, flopping heavily first across Lalia's now-expansive tummy, then over the mattress, before spilling over the side of the bed. Without the extra distance of her jutting belly to cover, her left boob, squashed between Lalia's bloated body and the dented mattress even spanned out to graze the floor beyond the bedframe,
'She practically covers the entire bed,' Jane thought in astonishment as Lalia nestled her face into her pillow,
"Mmm, hey Jane?" Lalia stirred,
"Can you grab the bedsheets for me?"
"Sure," Jane replied, fetching the duvet from the corner of the room out of webcam shot and spreading it over the bed and Lalia. The fattened eater's titanic tummy and tits were scarcely covered by the sheets as they settled upon her, billowing up on both sides of the bed as her bloated form was accentuated into a substantial mound. Her stretched areolas peeked out from beneath the minuscule-seeming duvet, her breasts and belly squashed into the mattress by their own massive weight,
"Mmmm, thanks," Lalia smiled drowsily as her barely-concealed belly grumbled contentedly and Jane quietly exited the room. She looked back at the doorway to where her gigantic, gorged flatmate lay, overflowing from the undersized bed and glimpsed her underwear-covered backside where the bedsheets ballooned upwards,
'She's big enough to cover a double bed,' Jane thought.

"Ai-ai-ai, whoda thought easy money would be so much hard work?" Lalia groaned following the conclusion of a stuffing several nights later, shifting her laden, sloshing belly with extreme difficulty,
"Hmm," Jane muttered distractedly, logging out of the website and shutting down Lalia's laptop, now lamenting the bargain the two had entered into,
"Lalia, I don't think this is such a good idea, me helping you to do this,"
"Sure it is toots!" came the chirpy reply above the burbling of Lalia's overfilled gut, "I don't think I could do this without you, these guys are stretching me ragged!"
Jane started in horror, straightening bolt upright from her task of clearing away the debris of Lalia's gluttonous performance,
"Lalia if you think this is dangerous then stop!" she protested in genuine concern,
"Only kidding Jane, jeeeeez," a grinning Lalia chuckled, turning to face her flatmate as Jane's heart slowed its panicked pounding, "These jokers couldn't pop me if they tried!"
Jane sighed, both in relief and annoyance at Lalia, who smirked once more and gave her colossal belly a confident, robust slap,
"Seriously though Lalia, I think this," she gestured towards the redhead's vast, bulging tum, "Has got to stop. What if there's a fire or something? There's no way you could even fit downstairs like that, let alone carry yourself!"
"Jane I can't argue with that, you're absolutely right," Lalia somewhat surprisingly conceded immediately, "Which is why I intend to stop this pretty soon,"
"Sure. I'll buy that treadmill and sweat these tits away! Just need the dinero to do so!"
"Lalia, semester starts in two weeks!"
"You never heard of a crash diet, Jane?"
"You certainly haven't!" Jane shrieked, pointing at the immovably large gut bulging out of Lalia's midriff,
"Ha ha! Touche!" Lalia grinned, patting her commodious belly with both hands, "Phew! I kinda am... whoa... big!" she reconsidered, shifting her immense weight unconfidently on bowed, buckling legs,
"So you'll stop, Lalia? Soon?" Jane qualified as Lalia stared downwards at the enormous tummy nestling between her immense tits, its contents wriggling uneasily inside her,
"Oh, yeah. Right. Totally," Lalia nodded affirmatively, "Crash diet... ah, in the morning,"
"Lalia..." Jane grumbled,
"Ohhhh God, I can't quite go cold turkey yet Jane, I am loving being a heifer too much!" Lalia enthused, flopping her naked form heavily onto her tortured bed, which creaked despairingly, as Jane's optimistic heart sank,
"Ooooooofff! What's a girl to do?" the hefty Lalia smiled as she sank heavily into the mattress, "Now let's talk next time. I'm thinking ice cream again..."

Over the next few days, Lalia seemed to balloon, with pretend moans reverberating all around the upper floors of the house and all-too-real creaks emanating loudly from the building's burdened floorboards. Although the house's structure was showing signs of strain, Lalia's bloated form puffed up without limit, appearing to be taking over the attic room an inch at a time. Each of Jane's increasingly apprehensive visits to her expanding housemate found her stiflingly vast knockers ever more bloated, her enormous tummy ever more groaningly full, or both. The former, Jane noted, seemed invariably to follow the latter, with Lalia's tits creeping further and further from her increasingly distant-looking frame at each encounter between the two friends,
"Oohhhh, talk about the battle of the bulge! *Uuuurrrrpp!*" she smiled one evening following yet another marathon webcamming session, her stacked belly gurgling with fullness in response to a cheerful slap from Lalia as it bulged spherically outwards from the teen's laden body,
"Good one tonight Janey! *Bllllobbbllle! Blllobbbbblle!*" the fattened eater enthused as she struggled to even conduct a short journey across the room, her tummy's colossal cargo shifting inside her projecting it even further outwards than her tits,
"Yeah, about that, Lalia," Jane tutted, "You're... well... getting kinda... huge,"
"Yep! *Buuuuurrrrbbbbllle!* They're definitely getting more demanding, they just wanna stuff me silly!" her flatmate smiled back, reaching below her mighty, smothering breasts to pat her tautened tummy, "I'm really getting a chance to stretch out, stuffing every night... er, most n... some nights," she stuttered with a hasty grin, to which Jane paid little attention. It had been more than apparent for some time that Lalia was broadcasting stuffing sessions online whilst Jane was out of the house,
"No, Lalia, I mean you're getting huge," Jane qualified as Lalia lugged her bulky body around troublesomely, "All those stuffings are starting to catch up on you,"
"Jane, puh-lease, *Gllloooooorrrrrbbblllee!*" Lalia tried to sound dismissive as she shouted over her belly's racket, "You know I don't keep the weight on,"
"Oh, how could I forget," Jane muttered, peering around Lalia's gigantic tits to her barely-visible body,
"Well, ok... maybe I have noticed a little more of the ol' timber lately," Lalia conceded, hesitantly feeling her naked ass cheeks with each hand, "It's, ah... not easy movin' all this about these days and, er... well, that's probably 'cos there's maybe a bit more of me than there used to be. Boobs notwithstanding,"
Jane meanwhile plucked up the courage to comment upon what she felt to be the real elephant in the room, other than Lalia herself of course,
"But... Lalia... I swear your boobs have grown more than anything else!" Jane finally forced the words out of her mouth, whilst a lethargically full Lalia could barely be detected beneath the suffocating swell of flesh swamping her front,
"Awesome! My fans will be happy!" she trilled, ambling sluggishly around as her mountainous breasts and stacked gut pendulously preceded her, eventually followed by the overburdened stuffer herself,
"Your fans!?" Jane gasped in outrage, "Lalia, do you even remember why you set out doing this anymore?"
"Erm, well... yeah, sure!" Lalia smiled uneasily as Jane glowered angrily, looking from her flatmate's now unmistakably-chunky hips to her sullen face,
"We'll have to figure out a way to stop this, Lalia," Jane offered, "It's not long 'til the new semester and we've got to slim you down and get you out of this house,"
"Gee, way to bring a girl down, Jane," Lalia grumbled with a downcast look towards her expanded backside,
"I'm not trying to 'bring you down', Lalia," Jane sighed with a twinge of frustration, "I'm just trying to get you motivated, 'cos at the moment you're just lazing about all day and getting fatter; you've got to stop,"
For once the swollen redhead had no retort prepared for this, and for once said nothing,
"Lalia, you can barely walk across the room anymore!" Jane continued to protest, "At least when all this started you could still get around the house, now you're hardly even out of bed! Pretty soon you're not gonna be able to carry all this extra weight you're putting on at all!"
With that, Jane left the sulking Lalia to contemplate her own quickly-fattening form, or so she hoped, on the way to bed.

The atmosphere between the pair the next day was understandably tense, with Lalia as usual making all the wrong suggestions,
"Jane, I'll give you a free login, you could kinda look after me, make sure I don't get too carried away?"
"Ugh, Lalia this is too creepy," Jane sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose with her eyes closed, "I feel bad enough here in person but watching you over webcam..."
"We can have like a safeword!" Lalia grinned, her enthusiasm undiminished,
"I don't... want... a safeword, Lalia!" the frustrated Jane yelled in response, before turning abruptly away to hide her distress, "I'm going out," she muttered, ushering towards the door, "I'm going to the library Lalia I'll see you..."
With that Jane slammed the attic door, quickly descended the stairs to the front door and left the house, pausing only to grab her laptop bag. She stormed off towards campus with hot, bitter tears clouding her vision, which she angrily brushed out of her eyes. The whole situation was becoming too much for her to handle, worsened by Lalia's inability to grasp how out of hand events had become. Swelling ever larger by the day, Lalia was freakishly vast now, and Jane felt as if she were keeping some dreadful secret in the attic above her bedroom. Lalia's absence was so protracted as to now be suspicious, pressing Jane into telling many half-truths and outright lies at times to explain. She needed time by herself to unwind, and made straight for the library as promised to Lalia. First getting a coffee from the quiet adjoining cafe, Jane soon found herself a comfortable workspace. She plucked her laptop from its bag, connected to the college wi-fi and tried to relax as she sipped latte from the plastic top of the coffee cup.

It was several hours later when Jane first became conscious of the time. Early evening was setting in, with the low winter sun dipping behind the treeline outside when Jane thought to check her phone. There was a single text in her inbox, sent an hour or so ago; inevitably it was from Lalia, and simply contained the text: 'User: JaneyBaby Pass: Safew0rd x'. Jane rolled her eyes as she was reminded of the problems awaiting her at home,
'This is like the breakdown of a marriage,' she thought to herself, closing her laptop and moving to a more private area in the library. A true friend, Jane decided that she should keep an eye on Lalia, but resolved to not have any more input into her webcam sessions. Once seated, Jane navigated to the camsite and was slightly surprised to learn it wasn't blocked on the college network. Without an excuse to not watch over Lalia, Jane keyed in her login details, which took her straight to Lalia's page, carrying the strapline 'Join me from 6pm EST for the usual action!'.  Her computer clock read 17:37, so Jane again closed the laptop lid and took to wandering the library's aisles. By the time she brought her reading material back to the desk and opened her computer, Jane found the time at past 6pm. Now logging back into the website took her directly, appropriately enough, to Lalia's live feed. The scene was a strangely familiar one; her gargantuan housemate spread wobblingly across the bed in the attic room just a few minutes' walk away. Lalia was parked midway across the bed, with the backs of her knees on the mattress, her gigantic boobs still masking her tummy although she stuffed herself frenziedly with what appeared to be the remains of a truly marathon grocery shop that Jane had supplied her with for her previous camshow,
"Mmmmm!" Lalia suddenly croaked through the speakers as Jane jumped and hurriedly muted the laptop then minimized the window in an attempt to engross herself in her work. Jane only realised over an hour and a half of surprisingly absorbing reading later that she had in fact failed to check on Lalia even once. She sighed as she marked the page in her current book and found the window that Lalia occupied... now literally. Jane narrowed her eyes and stared incomprehensibly at the screen, which was simply filled with rippling, blubbery flesh. Her heart sped up as she hurriedly turned the volume back up and a voice could be heard,
"Ugh! Guys!" Lalia grunted into the webcam, "I'm... too heavy to get up... and switch off the camera," she now waved a bare foot towards the laptop to try and close it with her toes, the first recognisable part of her body that Jane had detected. Suddenly the picture made a bizarre kind of sense, and Jane could barely see Lalia's head peeking over her boobs, her arms and legs sticking out pathetically from the swollen edges of her massive belly and boobs,
"Ugh! Jane, help!" Lalia cried out, "My boobs are crushing me!"
Jane slammed her laptop shut, piled her possessions into her bag, stood and ran out of the building leaving her chair to swing backwards and slam onto the floor as her receding footfalls clattered.

Careening through the front door, barrelling up two flights of stairs and throwing herself through the attic door, Jane could barely believe what she was seeing. Even taking into account Lalia's past stuffings, even the massive blowout that had unwittingly inflated her tits to their current immense size, Jane could barely remember seeing Lalia so big. As Jane struggled to recall a time Lalia was larger, Lalia struggled beneath her own colossal mass, laying flat on her back with the entire massive weight of her boundless front bearing down upon her frail-looking body. Her stuffed tummy bulged high up into the air, packed solidly into a squashed orb that pressed Lalia deep into the mattress with its laden mass. Looking unable to support its own gravity, Lalia's belly overflowed from the sides of her body, its capacious borders collapsing downwards in weighty search of a supportive surface and finding only soft, yielding mattress. Jane stared in momentary disbelief as Lalia's burdensome belly seemed to enfold its compressed owner; equally, her boobs spread themselves over the sheets, engulfing any part of Lalia's form that her tummy had spared. They had further pinned her to the bed with their overwhelming size, swathing most of Lalia's upper body and piling around her chin, the spongy appearance of her massed boob flesh starkly contrasting her bloated, pressurized gut,
"Oh my God, Lalia! Hold on!" Jane gasped,
"Ugh! Never mind hold on, close the damn laptop!" Lalia shouted above a satiated gurgle from her illimitable stomach, "*BBBUUURRRRRBBLLLE!* I don't want some guy jerking off over this!"
Jane dived to slam down the laptop's lid and spun around to her mountainous housemate, whose legs protruded barely from beneath her gigantic, quivering gut,
"Lalia, what have you done?!"
"Oooffff Jane, just tip me upright for God's sake I'm getting crushed to death here!" Jane just about heard Lalia groan from behind metres of flesh and food, sounding like she had very little breathing space left in her body as her legs swung ineffectually. Skirting around the bed urgently, Jane eventually orbited Lalia and found her head and shoulders barely peeking out from beneath her oppressively vast tits, her hands pawing sluggishly to shift her immovable rack. Scooping Lalia by her underarms and pushing the immobile eater up by her shoulders, Jane was able to hoist Lalia upwards with some effort until her belly's pendulous weight took over to drag the immense teen forwards,
"*GAALLOOOOOSSHH!* Uuugghhh!" Lalia grunted as her huge gut's momentum shot her quickly up to a seated position, "Prrrrroooobably shouldn't have eaten all that!"
"What the hell have you done?!" Jane repeated, still breathless from sprinting all the way home,
"Ooohhhh God, Jane, I couldn't stop! I've eaten, like... the world!" Lalia lamented, with a tone of regret to her voice in talking of a meal for the first time Jane could recall,
"Oh my God Lalia, you look ready to explode!"
"I won't lie to you Jane, there ain't a lotta give left in the ol' girl," winced Lalia, a gurgle shuddering her belly's tautened skin as she grasped at her fulsome gut in anguish. Jane felt dizzily weak as she stood and drifted back around the bed to where Lalia sat with her immensely full tummy spilling across the floor, flanked by her bigger-than-ever breasts,
"Lalia, how've you got enough skin to go around?" Jane muttered with a shake of her head as she regarded her impossibly large friend, whose girth now more familiarly sprouted from her front rather than enveloping her sides,
"Ahhhh yup, I'm pretty ripe," Lalia groaned, eyes squeezed shut in discomfort as her stomach burbled ominously, eventually sending a stuffed burp issuing from her throat, "*BWWUUUUURRRRRPP!* Uuuurrrrrggghh, c'mon belly, that's not nice," she protested downwards at her bloated gut,
"Jesus Lalia, you ok?" Jane fretted,
"Uuuuuffff! Quite a load here! God, it's like I'm pregnant with a goddamn whale or something," Lalia joked half-heartedly, nursing her belly with one hand, "*Urrrrrpp!* Pheeeww! Yeah, it's nothing I can't handle,"
"So you're full then Lalia?"
"Oh... I wouldn't say that..." she perked up suddenly,
"You still feel like eating?" Jane pressed,
"Well, no, I guess not. I know I won't eat any more for my own good,"
"That's something I suppose,"
"I guess so,"
"No more webcamming?"
"Nooo more webcamming," Lalia assured Jane, still rubbing her fattened gut,
"You're sure?" Jane asked. Lalia smirked at her,
"Guess you must've been on your way over when I was throwing every insult I could think of at them. I don't think I'll be welcome in that community in the future."

Lalia woke the next day to the sound of Jane making her way up the attic stairs, slowly and clumsily dragging a heavy object up the carpeted steps,
"Wow, you're up early, I haven't even fully deflated yet," Lalia called from her bed with a tentative pat on her still-bulging stomach as Jane nudged the door open,
"That's... great," she gasped breathlessly, not listening as she lugged a cardboard box that was taller than she stood through the door,
"What's all this?" Lalia questioned, perplexedly studying the peculiarly tall, but relatively thin, item,
"You'll see," Jane affirmed, flashing a look of almost possessed determination from under her dishevelled mop of sweat-dampened hair. Lalia continued to watch on with a sense of dread at what might lurk inside the box. She sensed that Jane had finally snapped; she sensed hard work, no more webcamming and definitely an end to stuffing for the foreseeable future,
"Oh, shit. You've actually gone and done it, haven't you?" Lalia mumbled, eyes wide as if hypnotised as Jane tore into the box and following several chunks of polystyrene packaging revealed the component parts of a piece of gym equipment,
"That's right, Lalia; I've bought you a treadmill; now get on it and work hard! You owe me for it!"
Part Two of Two

Read Part One here

Rated Mature for Adult Themes and mild language.

Let me start by saying that although it’s probably had the most troublesome writing and particularly editing process of any of my stories so far, I think ‘Lalia’s New Look’ is also my best Lalia story so far. I’ve taken on board comments received from my last two Lalia stories and applied them here, and I think it’s come off really well. You can’t please all of the people all of the time, but I feel like I’ve explored elements that appeal to me as well as incorporating ideas suggested by others I may never have thought of before, so thanks to everyone who has commented of my past work.

Consequently, there is a large amount of experimentation involved in this story. For a while I very seriously considered publishing it as two separate parts, which would have been an experiment in itself, but I decided for the extra few days’ delay I should publish both parts simultaneously, as that’s how they were written and meant to be read. I also toyed with the idea of calling it ‘Lalia’s Dream Job Pts. 3 and 4’, as I think the whole stuffing on webcam thing is right up Lalia’s street. But in the end I decided to make ‘Dream Job’ and ‘New Look’ entirely separate stories, not only because of the passage of several weeks between the stories but because of stylistic differences.

I’ve introduced several fun little elements in this story compared to the last two. There are lots of elements of breast expansion in there, something which I’ve been into for years. I can’t really remember which I got into first, breast or belly expansion; to me they kinda go hand-in-hand. I’ve also taken this opportunity to play with a character who, as previously explained, doesn’t get or feel full... but finds herself suddenly very, very heavy, which does affect her. So the parts where Lalia finds herself having to haul an increasingly heavy body around (the opening and going to bed after the eating scene in particular) were a lot of fun to write, as was the part where Lalia acts full.

My favorite part of this story really is hard to call, I don’t really think I have just one favorite part. As you’ll have discovered if you read my last story ‘Lalia’s Dream Job’, I like to gravitate towards the effect of the eating rather than the eating itself. So again here, what has unwittingly become the ‘aftermath’ section (between the main eating sequence and the climax) is the part I like the most. I really enjoy writing Lalia and Jane’s exchanges in this type of sequence, Jane as usual horrified at Lalia’s size whilst Lalia heaves around her enormous gut care-free. These have always been my favourite part of Craving Control comics, and I love writing them myself.

I think the finale is a much more satisfying one than ‘Lalia’s Dream Job’. There I sort of went for a spectacular conclusion, but looking back I feel I probably strung it out a little too long. This time the conclusion of Lalia eating so much she gets trapped underneath her belly and boobs is short, succinct and to the point, which I think worked really well. Doesn’t get bogged down in over-description, it’s a simple image to have in your mind which just works on its own.

Comments are as always welcome, no matter how long after the deviation is published; don’t feel discouraged from commenting just because the story has been ‘out’ for however long. Feel free to ask me questions and offer criticisms about my writing and I will respond.
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Deep in the woods, one may find a plethora of beauties. Be it the serine atmosphere of bird song or the sun peering through the tree's engulfing foliage, or the trickling of a stream. Then there was Swift the wolf, prowling the woods as always for the next thing to eat. Though chubby as he was, there wasn't much of anything around to truly satiate his hunger. The occasional squirrel or vole was a nice touch, chasing after them was a different story. Of course he could've used his wits (which he had plenty of) to make his prey come to him, today he wasn't in the best of moods to bother.

Currently while trotting through the forest, the wolf snacked on a berry bush, disgruntled at the lack of sustenance an entire forest provided for a wolf of his stature. "Ridiculous. Since when am I demoted to snacking on berries. It seems bears have all the luck, what with catching fish or raiding picnics. It's no wonder they get as full as they need to, while I'm still starving."

Admittedly, Swift could procure these same goods if he wanted, but today was one of those lazy days where he'd rather not work for his food. "Live off the fat of the land, what a joke. Live off the skin and bones is more like it. I'm the alpha wolf around these parts. Where's my special treatment?"

As he was about to chomp down on a few more berries, a sudden series of grunting, groaning, and odd bubbling erup