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Stacy's Contract
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AInoob
Hi there, first time posting a writing I made online. Reading other people's stories I know I'm not the best writer, but hey it's not like I'm trying to win an award here, I just wanted to write a little fantasy.

This story contains themes of mind control, light stuffing and semen-related expansion. Hope you enjoy it!

Sorry for any spelling mistakes.

Also: if you fantasize about being pregnant, I recommend drinking a smoothie while reading this~

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"Something's wrong", thought Stacy. "Everything seems harder to do in the last few weeks, and I get really tired often"

She had been going as usual in her day to day life as Kyle's assistant. A very lucrative opportunity that seemed really great at first. Everything is covered, from lodging to food to retirement. She had nothing to complain about.

But for some reason, the past weeks she seemed to have trouble getting focus in her tasks. She couldn't understand why. It felt like something was... off.

A blonde with blue eyes, a modest chest and a toned core.. Reaching the high shelves isn't a problem for her; regular exercise is a part of her daily routine.

Or at least, that's what she used to be before her new job. You see, working why Kyle had brought some side effects that evaded her notice. One of them being a gradual change to her appearance.

Her usual attire consists of a closed dark blazer with a white button down shirt underneath; a pair of fitted pants.

However, there was something about working with kyle that caused her to feel some changes. A weird feeling of fullness around her stomach.

Her meals didn't change however, and she kept trying to do her exercises. So why did she feel lethargic and full some days?

"It must be because of this being a new job, I'm just not used to the new rythm yet" she would tell herself.

"Anyway, he wanted to see me, I should be going."

With a lightness in her step, she stood up from her chair and walked towards kyle's office. As soon as she entered, her expression seemed to go blank for an instant.

"Ah Stacy! The person I wanted to see. Come, close the door."

"Of course Kyle!". She closed the door and walked in front of his desk.

"Now, I wanted to see you because there are a couple things I'd like you to take care of."

Kyle stood up and moved in front of her. He started unbuttonning and removing her blazer while he talked.

"These are very important deals that I think you'd be a perfect fit for."

He walked behind her and slowly raised his hands over her breasts. As if she didn't notice anything, she offered no resistance.

"I've acquired two sister companies recently, and I'd like you to make sure we see a lot of..."

He lightely squeezed his hands, feeling the firmness of them.

"...growth in them. If I want my money's worth, they're going to need a lot more productivity."

"I see, I'll do what I can to maximise their values then" she responded.

"And also..."

He moved his hands down, flowing along her toned stomach. He could feel some light abs under her shirt.

"I have some big plans to improve our profits. I think you're going to be a key player in this."

"Really? How?"

"I'll be giving you a lot of assignements from now on. As long as you follow them all, there should be no problems."

"Understood".

"Now."

Kyle handed her a smoothie.

"Here is you first assignement."

"Yes kyle"

Stacy began drinking the smoothie without a second thought. After a few minutes, there was nothing left.

"Very good. Take care of these files as well", said kyle as he handed her two other smoothies.

Once again, after a few minutes everything was drank without a complaint.

At this point her stomach was starting to bulge out. Stacy had a habit of wearing fitted clothing, and her shirt was already straining on the buttons a little.

"Hmmm" kyle said, "your shirt might cause some problems in the future. From now on, you'll wear a stretchy tank top under your blazer. Understood?"

"Yes" Stacy responded.

"Very good. You can go back now, and remember, you won't be able to really tell if there is something different about your appearance"

"Of course".

With that, Stacy left the office.

"Phew, these meetings are so draining sometimes. I feel spent. But I'm glad he trusts me enough with these tasks!"

A ring sounded from her watch.

"Oh! Is it time for lunch already? Maybe that'll help, I need to regain some energy from running around all day..."

...

The end of the day came and stacy was back in her house. After a full day of work, she was staring at herself in the mirror.

To the external eye, she looked very full. There was a definitive slight curve in her stomach; she was slowly rubbing her belly.

However, try as she might stare at her reflection, she didn't notice anything different about herself.

"What a day. I hope I'm not sick or anything, I would hate to cause trouble to kyle, he's such a busy person...

Hmm, maybe tomorrow I could try tank tops instead of shirts, it'll be more relaxing..."

...

A few weeks passed with the extra meals becoming a habit. A the start of the day kyle and stacy met outside of his office in a corridor.

"Oh hey kyle! Busy as usual aren't you?"

"I sure am! But thanks to you I have a lot of weight off of my shoulders. What about you? Are you getting used to the job?"

"Well I sure feel the weight you're talking about haha, it's a lot of work!". Absentmindedly, she started rubbing her stomach with her free hand.

"You don't say..." Said kyle as he lowered his eyes to look at her figure.

She was still wearing her blazer, but compared to her first days where it was closed, it was now open with a dark red tanktop underneath.

Although he hadn't given her any extra "assignements" yet, there was already a curve sticking out of her, at least as far as her chest.

"Do you mind if I look at your files real quick?"

"Of course not! Here"

Stacy removed her hand from her stomach and simply waited. Kyle bent down on one knee and raised his hands to feel her belly.

There was very little give. From the outside she could be mistaken as someone a few months pregnant.

"I see that we're making good progress with our profits. Great job."

Hearing that made her feel very proud for a moment

"Thanks kyle! It's all thanks to your guidance."

Kyle stood up and noticed that her chest was starting to strain her bra a little.

"And I can see that the sister companies are on the right path as well. I think it's time we buy them a bigger office."

"Already?"

"Yes, We need to make sure that the employees don't feel restrained by the lack of office space. I want everyone to feel comfortable."

"As you say then, I'll get to it!"

Although she tried to show enthousiasm, Stacy was still a bit worried about performing. For some reason she felt like it was harder to think from time to time.

There was also that lethargy that just wouldn't go away. She tried to eat the healthiest meals though, why did she not have more energy to do things?

As if reading her thoughts, kyle talked to her once more.

"Hey if you feel tired and need a little boost of energy, I have some snacks in my office. Do you want some?"

She pondered for a moment.

"Hmm I don't know... Snacks aren't too good if you want to keep your figure..."

"Nonsense, as long as it's from time to time it wouldn't impact you."

"You think?"

"Ha, of course. We eat lunch together remember? I've seen how healthy you eat. An energy bar or two wouldn't make the difference"

"It's true that I am pretty healthy", she thought for a moment while rubbing her distended stomach. Maybe it's alright to splurge once in a while? After all, one snack couldn't possibly hurt...

"You know what? Alright then, just a little treat."

"There you go, come along".

After a short walk, they both arrived in his office.

"Take a seat, get comfortable"

Stacy went ahead and sat in the couch that was in a corner, she removed her blazer and placed in on a coat rack.

"Aah, standing around can get so tiring sometimes you know?" She said as she massaged her shoulders.

"Yes indeed." Kyle went to a cupboard and pulled out what looked like a small smoothie.

"A smoothie!"

"Yes, take it. It's mixed with banana and strawberries, I think you'll like it"

He walked back and sat next to her.

"Thanks kyle, making the snacks include fruits is a nice thought."

"Hey you seemed like you needed it, it's my pleasure..."

While Stacy happily started sucking on her drink, Kyle simply watched her. Not long after she had finished she responded.

"Ah that was good, but I think I should be getting back to work."

As she tried to stand up, Stacy noticed she had some struggles getting off the couch. Eventually she did manage it.

She stood up and tapped her rounded belly a little while saying.

"Thanks kyle, it was really good!"

"What are you talking about?" Kyle responded.

There was some confusion in her face.

"I mean, for the smoothie."

"But I haven't given it to you yet. That's why you're here."

For a moment she didn't seem to understand why he was saying that. But then, as if clarity appeared on her face.

"Oh right! Sorry, I must be real tired."

"No problem. Here, let's make it a light snack."

Kyle pulled from the cupboard again, this time a smoothie that looked like it had two liters in it. He then brought it to Stacy who was standing there, one hand still on her 3 month looking stomach.

"Take your time."

"Yes I will, thanks kyle, I didn't realize I was so tired. How could I forget the drink I came here for?"

"Think nothing of it."

Taking the massive smoothie with two hands, Stacy started sucking once again on the thicker drink. If one paid attention, a white liquid could be seen going up to straw into her mouth.

"Wow, I didn't know a banana and strawberry smoothie could be salty" she thought.

Kyle then went around behind her and raised her tanktop. He then hugged her from behind placing his hands on her belly.

After a few minutes, he could feel the tightness of her skin increase a little. With each of Stacy's swallows, her waistline expanded a little.

At around half of the smoothie, she took a break for a moment, her breathing starting to get ragged a little.

"Hah, that's a really good smoothie. Thanks for giving me a healthy snack, that way I'm not too worried about it making me gain weight or anything."

Kyle started to slowly massage her belly.

"Of course, I know girls worry a lot about being fit. Having a toned stomach and things like that."

"Haha indeed, there's a lot of pressure from society for us to be fit."

Kyle releasing her, Stacy then turned around to face him and gave her now rounder belly a light smacking with a feeling of pride.

"Fortunately, I'm as fit they come! You wouldn't see me lazying around gaining weight or anything!"

Kyle bent down on one knee and placed his hands on her round middle again.

"I know you wouldn't. Although it's true that women are often seen as needing to be fit, it's not always the case."

She thought for a moment while sucking some more on the smoothie.

"I mean no offense, but I think I know more about being a woman than you kyle" she said while laughing a little.

Kyle responded "Well, what about pregnant women?"

A bit dumbfounded, she responded "Well of course then it's normal Kyle. I'm obviously talking about not-pregnant people. Pregnant people should be gaining weight"

She started to suck on the smoothie again, this time a bit more forcefully. Kyle could feel the liquid landing inside of her, making her belly expand more.

This time Kyle waited before responding. Not noticing the delayed response, Stacy kept swallowing more of the liquid. Gulp by gulp, she had drank the entire thing. When she was done Kyle responded again while standing up.

"Haha, I'm just messing around with my favorite assistant. Although could you imagine? If you were pregnant you would have some troubles with your fitness goals."

Laughing a little she responded with a smile. "Oh kyle. Me? Pregnant? I could never."

She took her tank top and moved it back down over her belly. This time however when she released it, it no longer reached the bottom, leaving her under belly skin visible.

"Hey if you were, you wouldn't have to worry about your weight anymore"

"While it's true not worrying about piling on the pounds would be great..."

She approached kyle a little a whispered in his ear, her belly now rubbing on him a little.

"...and between you and me, a bigger chest would probably nice, I've always been a little self conscious about that"

She moved back away from him.

"I enjoy being able to easily move around way too much to ever get pregnant."

Kyle responded

"Hey it was just a thought, I'm not going to ask you to be pregnant or anything."

She laughed again.

"Well thanks Kyle! That's very generous of you. Now if you don't mind though, I do have to get back to making you some profits."

"Of course, keep up the good work".

With a slight waddle, the now 5 months looking pregnant Stacy exited the office, still thinking the idea of being pregnant just ridiculous.

...

"Oof, alright, here comes another day."

With great effort, Stacy rose up from her bed and went to look at herself in the mirror. She started rubbing what looked like the belly of a woman 9 months pregnant. She held her hands underneath her stomach.

"Man, I can't wait to have some vacation. I feel like just staying in bed all day long..."

Slowly, she began getting dressed up for her work day. She put on her new bra. For some reason she had to buy new ones, the last ones must have shrank in the washing machine or something, they were WAY too small.

She sat down, making the bed creak a little.

"Oh boy, alright lets put these on".

Her belly being in the way, she had some struggles putting her socks and underwear on. Next came the pants.

"Yoga pants truly are the best, they just fit so nicely!"

She pulled the black pants up her legs, until they came to a stop under her belly.

"And lets not forget my favority pink top!"

...

Once in her office, she heard a knock.

"Stacy, can I come in? I'd like a progress report"

"Ah, of course, yes you can come in!"

Stacy was happy to see kyle that morning, she had nothing but good news for him.

Kyle opened the door and looked at stacy getting up with a grunt from her desk.

He walked around her and took her seat then turned around to face her, his eye level staring at her breasts, now sitting on her gravid belly.

Stacy waited for him to get comfortable.

"Just like you planned, the sister companies have gained a lot of value"

"Yes they have..."

He raised his hands and moved them on her belly. First from the top and then down to the lower sides.

It felt like a dome with very little give.

"And how are our profits?"

She responded with enthusiasm

"Massive!"

He grinned a little.

"Alright then, show me the reports."

"Of course"

She pulled her tank top until it was over her chest, showcasing a red and black lacy bra. She cupped each breast and started a weighting motion.

"The joint ventures between our two child companies are really maximizing their synergy, increasing the office space was the right move."

"That's great news, how much growth did they have since you were employed?"

"At least 150% sir!" She said with a hint of pride.

He raised his hands and started fondling her chest, each bigger than his hands. Sinking his fingers into the soft flesh, Stacy felt a shudder, her breath got a little bit hotter.

"Amazing, I can really see the improvement"

He removed his hands and stood up. He saw that her breaths were getting deeper, hotter.

"Hmm, they still haven't fixed the air condition. Here, let me help you."

Kyle walked around Stacy and went behind her. He placed his hands over her shoulders and removed the blazer she was still wearing. He took the time to trace his fingers down her arms. Once down he tossed it in a corner of the room.

He then removed her tank top and threw it away.

"Ah, thank you sir. It really does get hot during the summer sometimes..."

Still behind her, he moved his arms under hers and placed his hands under belly, gently lifting it up.

"Now, you said the company's profits were...?"

Feeling a tingling through her body, she responded.

"ha... M... Massive, sir."

No longer being able to reach the front, he slowly moved his hands up and to the sides of her stomach. Stacy felt shudders once again, she felt some weakness in her legs.

"How much exactly?"

She moved her hands under her belly, instinctively feeling the weight of it. Her eyes were getting blurry, her mind in some sort of a trance.

"As you can see, I've managed to gain at least 50 pounds"

There was a moment of silence.

"Did you just say you gained 50 pounds?"

Confusion ran through her mind. Why did I just say that? She thought.

"Err, sorry, I meant we hired fifty people since I started... I don't know why I said that..."

A coi smile appeared on his face, he placed his mouth next to her right ear and whispered.

"Yes, that would be silly. You'd have noticed if you had gained 50 pounds since you started working here right?"

"O... Of course."

"I mean, can you imagine if it did happen? You would have gained fifty pounds since... How long have you started working here?"

"I.. I think around eight months?"

He released her and moved around to face her, eye to eye. He was standing barely and inch from her protruding belly.

"And what if, hypothetically, all the weight had been centered around your breasts and stomach. What do you think you would look like?"

What a strange idea Stacy thought, but there's nothing wrong entertaining it... right?

"Haha"

She looked down and moved her hands on top of her belly.

"I would probably look very pregnant."

"Yes you would, but you're not right?"

Now that was a silly thought.

"Of course not kyle" she raised her head and met his eyes. With a chuckle, her chest bumped up and down slightly. "I've always looked like this, and I know I'm not pregnant".

"Right. What would you say you look like?"

"Well", She thought a little and folded her arms, resting them on her belly.

"Just your average fit girl I guess?"

He laughed a little.

"Oh Stacy, you're so naive."

"What do you mean?"

He placed his hands on her stomach.

"Tell me, what am I holding right now?"

At his touch, there was another shudder in her body.

"Hnng, the... files for the company profits?"

"No Stacy, I'm holding your belly."

There was a look of confusion in her eyes.

"My... belly?"

"Yes Stacy. Your massive and round belly"

She looked down, and for the first time since working here, she realized what she looked like.

"Wha... What?"

Kyle removed his hands and let her start exploring herself. With hesitation, she started to touch her belly.

She could feel the tightness of her skin, how there was hardly any give to her belly.

She looked at the full body mirror that was on the other side of the wall of her office. Her jaw dropped for a moment.

There she was, in a bra and yoga pants. She could see breasts that she only would have dreamed of having, at least three times bigger than what she was used to.

Under them, a curve that showed the unmistakeable form of a very, very late term pregnant woman.

"I'm... I'm huge!"

She looked at Kyle with help in her eyes.

"How... How could this happen? Just yesterday I was as flat as a board!"

A smile crept on his face.

"No you weren't, yesterday you were pretty much like this."

He placed his hands on her shoulders.

"Little by little..."

He guided her closer to the mirror.

"Inch by inch..."

With each slow step she would feel her breasts jiggle on top of her belly.

Stacy's mind was racing. How could this happen? How could I have not noticed anything? Why is Kyle so calm?

"Every day since you started working here you've been growing Stacy. And now, you look like this."

There she was, a few feet from the mirror. There was no denying it.

Gone were her abs, now replaced with half of a sphere extending from her. Gone was the fit Stacy who could run 10 miles without issue.

"But how?"

"Tell me, you've been enjoying my snacks quite a lot, haven't you?"

With a flash, all of the memories of her drinking smoothies came back to her.

"Oh my god..."

Her hands on her stomach, she looked up at Kyle.

"What... was in those smoothies?"

"Well, why don't you find out?"

From nowhere, he handed her a 2 liter smoothie.

"I, I can't kyle, I'm not going to drink this!"

"Oh but you will".

Kyle held the smoothie straw near her mouth. As if by habit she started drinking it, her hands placed on her stomach.

She felt the thick liquid enter her mouth and down her throat. This time she could recognize what it was.

"I'm drinking semen!" She thought.

With each swallow, she could feel her belly growing, making room for the cum she was consuming.

Her mind was racing. "Why am I not stopping? I just can't stop drinking this"

Light shudders went through her body, she could feel her cheeks flushing.

"...but more importantly, how did he know I..."

Once she was done, kyle placed the smoothie on the floor, her breath panting.

"Haa, Kyle..."

"Yes Stacy?"

She had to ask, there was no way it was a coincidence. She turned her head towards him, his hands still on her shoulders standing behind her.

"Did... did you know about my..."

"Pregnancy fetish?"

She gulped.

"But how?"

"That's why you hired me Stacy"

More flashes came to her mind.

"You were a very successful entrepreneur Stacy, so much so that one day you decided you had enough money for the rest of your life, and you felt you didn't need to keep working anymore"

Visions of the past came to her, showing how stressful and tired she was.

"You had enough, and one day you decided to act out your greatest fantasy."

A tingle deep inside her ran throughout her body.

"Why don't you tell me what you wanted, Stacy?"

She was shaking. Did I really do that? Is this real? Did I give up everything for this?

And then she remembered the event. What would be a turning in her life. The moment she signed the contract.

It's true, everything would be taken care of, all she had to do was submit to her deepest fantasy.

She looked down, her view obstructed by her ample chest and protruding stomach. She moved her hands to her breasts and felt her fingers sink into them, something she never would have been able to do in a previous time.

She felt the weight inside of her. The massive quantity of semen, seemingly making her look overdue with child.

A smile crept on her face. There was no turning back from this anymore.

She turned around and slowly lowered herself on her knees.

"A slut."

She opened his pants.

"I want to be a cum drinking whore."

She took his penis out and looked at it.

"I want to be drinking so much cum that I look pregnant from it."

She started liking the shaft, feeling the heat from it.

"And you know what?"

She looked up at kyle, smiling to him and rubbing her belly with one hand.

"I think there's room in there for one more load."

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Hi there! Did you like this story? Did you wish there was a little more? Well lucky you I dabble in image generation with AI and I practiced by trying to reproduce this story through a sequence of images.

So, if you want have a better visualization of what Stacy went through, just head over there: https://preggophilia.com/ainoob-s-image-sequences-t

Here's a little sneak peak:
   
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jarathaxe
very good story, I particularly enjoyed the unaware aspect of the whole thing.
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