April 24, 2022, 3:59 pm by caineable (124)
Big Belly Freakout
by Belliman
Sometimes a story is written with a moral or a purpose. Most pregnant-fetish stories are written to expound on a situation in which a guy gets to have sex with one or more pregnant women...blah, blah...yadda, yadda, yadda. But every once in a while, when you're still up at 4am and at your keyboard, you tend to start writing really weird takes on this "pregnant" forte.
This story is one of those that I still am ashamed to have actually written. It seemed good when I was writing it, but after some re-reading and much-needed sleep, it didn't seem all that appealing to the atypical belly lover, and so it was buried within my archives. I allow it for publication on now, after finding such a preponderance of this type of material at the Wren site. Perhaps I misjudged what belly-lovers like to read...but be warned, this story is not so much about sex and the usual as it is horror and the bizarre. You might get off to it...and then you might puke after you read it. I don't know. But if you're into expanding bellies, you'll probably dig this one.
"You're gonna get pregnant!" Sharon's little sister shouted from inside the front door as she opened it and discovered Sharon and her boyfriend sucking tongues.
"Oh shut up, idiot!" Sharon grunted when she'd finally unwrapped her tongue.
"What's she talk'in about?" Byron, Sharon's boyfriend asked with an arched eyebrow as she pulled the door back shut, blocking the little sister's view of them.
"Oh, my Dad told her that you can get pregnant from kissing boys...so she'd stop chasing this little kid at school and kiss'in him."
"Sounds like she's my kinda girl..."
“Oh, bite me!" Sharon sneered and warped Byron with her purse. "Now get lost before it's Dad who opens the door next."
"Yea, okay...same time tomorrow?"
"You know it," Sharon replied as she stepped inside the house and waved goodbye to Byron. Man he was cute. What a catch, she thought, as she stepped further inside the foyer and shut the door to behind her.
"Sharon's gonna get pregnant, Sharon's gonna get pregnant!" her little sister, Anna by name, chanted in a mocking, little kid voice as she ran past her once again.
"Shut the hell up, you little snit!"
"A-hem..." someone cleared their throat behind her.
Oh shit, she thought, as she realized it was her Mom.
"Watch the language...and just make sure Anna doesn't prove correct," her Mother scolded her.
"Yes, Mother..." she responded with the typical teenage attitude attached.
"Your Dad and I are going out for the night...catch a late movie and dinner...so watch after your sisters and no boys over...even Byron...GOT IT?!"
"Yes, Mother..." the infamous tone emerged again.
Hours passed and Sharon found herself alone in the big house, with her sisters; 8 year old Anna and 14 year old Tiffany. The "terrible two" as she called them, were busy downstairs trying to burn up the video game records for the Eastern seaboard, leaving our poor Sharon all to herself upstairs.
"Pregnant from kissing...geez" Sharon mumbled to herself as she walked towards the bathroom at the end of the hall. "As if...where on Earth did he ever come up with that idea, anyway?
Hope he hasn't traumatized the little runt.
She'll be afraid to ever kiss a guy that's not wearing a body condom." And with that last bit, she snorted and began to chuckle lightly to herself.
By the door of the bathroom, there was a large beach ball, aired up and leaning against the wall where undoubtedly, her youngest sister had left it. Suddenly, Sharon had a stroke of genius...or rather deviousness.
"That'd freak her little sarcastic ass out, wouldn't it?" Sharon muttered to herself as she picked up the ball and stepped into Anna's room with it.
Once inside the little girl's room, she spied around till she found some balloons and then carefully made her way back out with two of them, along with the beach ball, back en route to her original destination...the bathroom.
While Sharon filled the two balloons with warm water, she quietly thought about the shock and horror that would propound her sisters' faces when she arrived downstairs shortly.
When the balloons were filled to capacity with water, she attempted to shove them under her t-shirt to a position that would make them appear to be large breasts, unfortunately, they wouldn't stay in position, being entirely to heavy and wobbly to stay aloft only under the pressure of the tight t-shirt.
"Dammit!" she cursed to herself...then...she noticed one of her Mother's large brassieres hanging from a line above the tub. "A-hah!" she blurted as she snatched the garment and removed her t-shirt.
Shortly, Sharon had her shirt back on and over her Mother's gigantic DD brassier...which now also held the two huge water balloons.
"Whoa, Nelly..." Sharon mumbled as she stared in awe into the full-length mirror and admired her now over-abundant cleavage. "Think I filled 'em a bit too full...their making Mom's bra tight on me...geez."
With both hands, Sharon cupped and caressed the giant DD water-balloons which filled the inside of her shirt and bra.
She suddenly found herself a bit excited by the feel of the heavy and wobbly attachments to her chest. Gently, she bounced and watched in awe as the water sacks gyrated and flopped inside her over-stretched shirt.
"De-yam..." she semi-cursed in approval as she bounced a few more times and stared into the large mirror at her fake cleavage flopping up and down.
"Shit, I almost forgot about my belly..."
And with that thought to the forefront now, she set about placing the beach ball under her shirt but to no avail.
It was just too damn big. "Let some air out, dumbass," she said to herself and then popped the rubber nozzle out of its hole and opened it to depress the gases inside.
When the ball was about half deflated, she was able to stick it under her shirt...but it wasn't heavy-looking like her fake tits and it didn't bounce any at all.
"Hey...why not," she whispered to herself as she pulled the ball back out and then mashed all of the air out it. Seconds later, she was filling the ball with warm water. Now this was definitely the right idea.
The ball was heavy...very heavy...in fact, too damn heavy. It too, like the chest balloons, wouldn't stay put.
"Ah-hah!" Sharon exclaimed as she rummaged through the clothes basket on the far end of the counter and found what appeared to be a pair of Tiffany's sand-colored leotards.
"They're tight on me...tight on me enough to hold this thing up if I pull them over it and put a pair of Dad's suspenders on to hold them up beneath my shirt."
And they were cream colored as well and hid the colorful stripes of the beach ball which had shown earlier through the over stretched fabric of her thin t-shirt.
After some wiggling, and jiggling, she finally had her outfit complete. She felt so heavy that she might fall forward at any minute, but with newly infused enthusiasm, Sharon poised herself before the mirror and gazed in disbelief at her artificial appearance.
Big DD tits and a belly, literally the size of a beach ball. And she jiggled and swayed when she moved.
It all looked fabulously real...real enough that her sisters would freak when they saw her.
Moments later, we find Sharon creeping, or rather undulating, down the stairs to the first floor, where she made her way quietly into the den where her two sisters were defending the galaxy via the TV screen and a joystick.
Hiding just out of sight in the hallway beyond the den, Sharon cut lose with a horrifying scream.
When she stopped her bellow, you could have heard a pin drop throughout the house.
"Oh my Gawd, I'm pregnant!!! No this can't be happening!!!" she shouted to break the silence.
Inside the den the two younger girls just stared at one another in shock at what they'd just heard.
"Tiffany! Anna! Oh my Gawd...look at me!!!" Sharon yelled once more as she ran, belly-flopping into the den and skidded to a halt in front of the two seated girls.
“Look at me!" She screamed at them and then grabbed her fake belly with both hands and shook it violently making it bounce and recoil ... which in turn, made her massive cleavage quake as well.
"Shit...she's really pregnant!" the eight year old Anna shrieked.
The other sister just sat wild-eyed and motionless, staring at her older sister's jiggling and out-of-proportion torso.
"And I'm gonna make you pregnant too!" Sharon screamed and lunged for the youngest girl, latching onto her fighting sister and kissing and licking her face the best she could, before the eight year old broke free and ran screaming out of the room and up the stairs.
"Oh Gawd, that was a fucking Kodak moment if I ever saw one," Sharon laughed as she flopped and splashed onto the couch beside her 12-year-old sister, in the exact same spot where her now terrified youngest sibling had just been sitting seconds before.
Tiffany still had the bewildered look of moments before, but now it was slowly sinking in that it was all some bizarre joke and that Sharon wasn't actually 20 months pregnant.
"You are so fucking weird," Tiffany shook her head in disbelief and picked up her video game controller, returning her attention then, back to her game.
"It looks real, don't it?" Sharon chirped in sarcastic self-confidence as she slapped her gargantuan beach ball belly and watched it quiver beneath her shirt.
"Oh yea...real cool and stuff..." Tiffany muttered and rolled her eyes.
At last realizing the joke was over, Sharon hefted her water-bloated self up off the couch and headed back upstairs, laughing to herself every time she'd picture her little sister's face as she watched her mock-pregnant body flop back and forth...and look of shear terror she had when she kissed and licked her face.
When she'd reached the top of the stairs, she found that she could hear her sister inside her room crying.
When the door wouldn't budge, she decided to talk through the door to her, hoping to stop her from crying before her parents returned.
"Anna...it was a joke...I'm not really pregnant, goober...come out and see," she explained through the thick wooden door.
"You just want me to come out so you can kiss me some more and make me pregnant just like you...well I won't!" Anna retorted back through the door at her.
"Cripes, Anna...look on your dresser...the bag of balloons...two are missing...and where do you think your beach ball is? Huh?" Sharon asserted.
Slowly the door creaked open and the younger girl emerged wiping tears and looking mad as hell.
"That was mean...you're mean...I hate you and I hope you really do get pregnant!"
"Why you little shit, you!" Sharon sneered just as the younger girl punched her in the fake belly, balling her over.
"Shit...that hurts," Sharon grunted breathily as she sank down to the floor in the hall...her eight year-old sister running down the stairs and disappearing. "She must've caught me off my guard...knocked the wind out of me, the little runt."
Without thinking, Sharon caressed the spot on the beach ball belly where her sister had punched.
Oooohh. Holy shit... She could feel her fingers on the outer edge of the ball.
That is so fucking weird, she thought to herself as she rolled the bottom of her t-shirt up to check it out. "Oh my ever-loving Mary," she gasped in disbelief as she realized she could see flesh tone where she should've seen rainbow beach ball.
"No this isn't possible," she mumbled and staggered to her feet and ran for the bathroom.
Once inside, she slammed and then locked the door.
With haste, she jerked the t-shirt up and off over her head, flinging it to the four winds.
Now all she wore was the leotards, bra and suspenders.
With a single snap, the suspenders were gone and she rolled the top of the leotards down, revealing not a water-filled ball but a massive, quivering pregnant belly, complete with a distended belly button.
"Holy fucking shit on my Aunt Nelly, this can't be possible..."she whispered in awe to herself as she played her palms around the big fleshy orb which now appeared to actually be her real stomach. "Tits?! Tits???" she stammered and quickly undid her Mother's brassiere clasps.
Flop! Out poured two bloated and brown-nippled udders atop her blimpish belly.
"Oh this is so fucked up...I can't be seen like this...but what the hell...how do I explain this?
Am I really pregnant? Or is it just water?"
Sharon was overcome with the horror of her predicament now and slowly allowed herself to shrink into absolute terror.
"Look at me, I'm huge... Byron will never touch me again...what if I stay like this? Why did this happen...how did this happen?" she pleaded her questions aloud, but no one answered.
After a good twenty minutes of sitting on the floor and sobbing, she slowly began to recover and rose from the tiles beneath her and grabbed a towel from the cabinets.
Wrapping herself, she stepped from the bathroom and trotted down the hall towards her own room.
"Oh for real, though...give it up and let it die, Sis," Tiffany prompted from the top of the stairs as she whisked closer to her bedroom door. "The jokes over...lose the damn balloons already."
"Yea sure, right..." Sharon muttered in mock agreement as she jumped into her room and slammed the door behind herself.
She instantly dropped the big towel, hoping that her body would somehow be normal beneath it, but alas, it was still massively pregnant.
"I've got to do something dammit...clothes... I need clothes... and then I'll go find a doctor or somebody...maybe the hospital."
Sharon then desperately began to rummage through her closets hoping to find something remotely large enough to fit her now immensely swollen body.
After attempting several items, she finally decided nothing would fit.
"The bra... Mom's bra fit... maybe her other stuff will to," she suddenly brainstormed, and headed for the door. After quietly peering out to see if anyone was in the hall, she crept out and down the corridor to her parent's room.
She hoped for dear life that Tiffany did not pop out of nowhere again...catching her nearly naked, save the too-tight, rolled down leotards, trying to sneak into their parent's bedroom.
Oh and let's not forget that she looks to be overly-pregnant as well...that'd really help out.
So far so good, Tiffany thought, she was still prancing around in the balloons.
Fearing that she might be caught, Sharon decided to pick up her walking pace, breaking into a slow job just before reaching her parent's door.
Geez, she was out of breath.
The weight of her belly and tits was unbearable. And every time she moved the slightest, her belly undulated and bounced out of control like she'd actually swallowed a ball full of water.
And let's not forget the tits...they would nearly ripple like real water balloons with every bob and twist.
Finally, unseen, she slipped into the parental abode and shut the door behind her.
Where to start...the closet she decided, and with that, she jerked the doors open and started first into her Mother's undergarments.
Brassieres, panties, bikinis...whoa, wait a minute.
Up from the depths of underwear, Sharon produced a kinky little teddy...one made out of stretchy, very stretchy fabric.
Maybe that would hold her down a bit...stop the flesh-quakes every time she moved.
Quickly, she put it on, pulling desperately to stretch it enough to cover her body.
With the final adjustments, she backed up and caught a glimpse of herself in her Mother's stand-alone mirror by the window.
“De-yam...I don't look that bad, pregnant”, Sharon thought to herself as she once more found herself inadvertently caressing her behemoth belly and colossal cleavage.
Suddenly, she had the same "excited" feeling that she'd had the first time she'd felt the water balloons through her t-shirt fabric.
"Oh, man...that makes me...horny, I think," she muttered to herself. She could now see her nipples protruding through the teddy's fabric. Big, round and long...they looked like fingertips pointing out from the ends of her torpedo shaped jugs.
"Ooohh," she moaned as she touched the end of one of them. "Ooohhh, yessss," she further moaned as she latched onto the left one and twisted it slightly...a sensation of indescribable pleasure cascading through her loins. "Oh-huh-ohhhh," she moaned a bit too loudly and silenced herself as she pulled on the nipple, tugging it forward.
"What's this?" she whispered aloud, to no one in particular. A small wet spot now seemed to appear on the teddy fabric where her nipple was. "Aw, this can't be," she mumbled.
The teddy had a wide, low cut V-neck design and so Sharon was easily able to flip her DD breast around the fabric and out of the garment altogether. The end of her nipple was wet and sticky.
She twisted on it again and once more, a small amount of clearish liquid oozed out on to her fingertips.
"Pre-milk... I must really be pregnant!" Sharon gasped in shock, but once again, the incredible sensations of pulling her nipple cascaded over her subconscious and drowned the worry from her mind.
Slowly she lay down on her parents' big king-size bed and spread her legs wide.
Gently, her right hand made it's way under her bloated belly and down between her now moist thighs.
Pulling the crotch of the lingerie aside, she pressed two fingers up into her pussy.
"Oh, yea...." she crooned as her fingers buried up to the knuckles within her sopping vagina.
In and out a few more times, and she was rolling all over the bed, moaning and whimpering in gross dissatisfaction, as her fingers just weren't enough to fulfill her.
With hesitation, she decided to push another, third, finger inside her...but though the fit was now tighter, it still did not do enough. She needed something further up in her.
"I wonder," Sharon whispered to herself as she heaved her pregnant body up off the bed and staggered toward her Mother's dresser and vanity.
Once there, she began rummaging through the drawers until she discovered what she'd been looking for.
"Gee, Mom...is it big enough ya think?" Sharon cackled to herself as she hefted perhaps the largest dildo she'd ever seen into the light of day.
It was at least twelve inches long and a good three inches in diameter and had a label on the base of it where the batteries went, that read "the Maximizer."
And luckily, the batteries were fully charged.
Three settings: slow, medium, and "oh shit." Sharon smirked, set the thing to "oh shit" level and felt it kick to vibrating life within her hands.
It shook and hummed like an angry two-pound bumblebee.
Back to the bed, she flopped back down and slammed the angry, vibrating thing up into herself.
At first it hurt a bit...being way too wide for her opening...but as her own juices began to flow of their own accord, she slipped more and more of it inside until she'd buried a good seven inches of it within her fleshy folds.
The vibrating was so intense that she kept grabbing it with her hands.
It felt good, but too good. It was like she couldn't control the pleasure it caused...and she knew she couldn't hold back her shouts of ecstasy, and was afraid her sisters would hear.
She finally and reluctantly, clicked the thing off, leaving it inside of herself.
She reached to her Father's side of the bed and picked up a belt he'd discarded on the nightstand.
She looped it through the bed frame and fixed it so she could slide her hands into it's loop easily, but not easily remove them...not without a bit of struggle.
It wasn't going to really bind her, but it would give her the illusion of not being able to get lose...of being tied up.
Placing one hand up into the belt, she clicked the vibrator on with the other and then quickly shoved it up into the belt as well.
To stifle her shouts, she bit the edge of her Mom's pillow.
Oh how the vibrating coursed through her. Her whole body quivered and resonated with frequencies of pleasure she simply could not handle. She began to buck her body.
After several minutes, she orgasmed and was fulfilled...but still the damn thing buzzed.
She started to pull her hand free from the belt, but discovered to her dismay that it wouldn't budge.
Her twisting about during orgasm had tightened its loop and now she really was bound.
And still the dildo oscillated...seeming to get even faster now...sending pulsating energies up her pussy and through her tremendous pregnant belly.
The dildo was now pushing her into another orgasm and she jerked in spasmatic response as she crescendoed to completion once more... and still it buzzed.
I can't take it anymore, she thought frantically to herself, but try as she might, the belt held her firmly.
She had to get the damn thing out of her... she couldn't think straight with it inside of her... and it just wouldn't stop vibrating...Oh Gawd… not again!
She twitched uncontrollably as another orgasm shot through her and forced her to arch her back even with the extra strain of hefting her bloated body.
It moved. When she'd arched her back and tensed...the dildo had moved out a bit.
It might work.
She arched her back once more and tensed all of her inner muscles...and with luck, the dildo pushed out just a bit further...but not before driving her into another mad orgasmic contortion.
When it was over, the dildo had been forced just nearly out of her with the exception of the giant head on the thing, which by design, remained plugged into her hole without budging.
She strained several more times, but to no avail.
Maybe I need to shake it out...she thought between excruciatingly uncontrolled multiple orgasms.
When she recovered enough bodily control, she used her legs to lift her body up into the air and then let herself drop back down, flopping to the mattress top.
No luck. Still the damned log vibrated.
Again and again, she lifted and flopped until her belly was rocking back and forth like a giant bag of Jello...her tits slamming and bouncing atop her chest, even within the confines of the lingerie...tiny driblets of pre-milk squirting from them with violent force on the really hard flops.
The entire chest section of the teddy was now wet and sticky after about ten minutes of cavorting and clamoring atop the mattress.
Finally, she began to enter orgasm while lifting herself...she lost concentration... lost control and began twisting her body high in the air.
She lost her bite on the pillow and shouted: "Oh sweet Nessy, I can't take it...no more...NO MORE!"
She was nearly shrieking to the top of her lungs with no remorse as to who heard her.
She was holding herself aloft on the bed with her legs, just jerking and bucking like a pissed off mule with the massive dildo shaking within her twat like an excited dog's tail...when her little sister, Anna, opened the bedroom door and walked in.
Whether it was the sight of her sister walking in on her, or the wild bucking...the dildo popped out of her and rolled across the floor to her sister's feet and stopped.
Sharon collapsed atop the bed, finally free of the incessant vibrating.
But, her hands were still bound.
She could raise her head just enough to stare over the massive roundness of her belly, across the room at her sister, who was now bending over and picking the gooey dildo up off the floor.
"My powers have gotten stronger over the last couple of months... especially when I'm mad or afraid...you shouldn't have frightened me earlier," Anna said in a strangely adult tone as she fondled the dildo in her tiny hands and flicked the on switch to off, hushing it's annoying buzzing sound.
Quietly she walked over to the bed where Sharon lay, bound and pregnant.
"I'm sorry, Anna... just untie me and I'll do anything you say... I promise I'll never be mean to you again, ever," Sharon pleaded as her sister stepped to her side and placed a hand on her beach ball belly, patting it through the over-stretched fabric of their Mother's teddy.
"You shouldn't be wearing Mother's clothes...it's not right," Anna whispered.
"Nor using this... it's hers... and probably the reason you're in this predicament to start with."
"What are you talking about? I didn't even know she had a fucking dildo," Sharon retorted rather annoyed at the way her little sister was no acting.
"I'm talking about dick, dumbass. Dick. D-I-C-K...dick," the little girl growled and slapped Sharon in the forehead with the penis-shaped dildo.
"What the fuck is wrong with you, Anna? You're acting weird... weirder than normal!"
"You stupid bitch... I didn't get in trouble for kissing boys at school... I got in trouble for tying one up and molesting his ass... a fifteen year old one at that."
The girl backed away from the bed now and pressed the head of the massive dildo between her own legs in a gross and perverse manner.
"You're not my sister are you?" Sharon asked, not wanting to hear the answer.
"Duuu?!" Anna rolled her eyes towards one another and screwed up her face, mocking her sister.
"How long did that take you to figure out? I'm in your sister's body...but that's about all...I took her over, so to speak...she moved out and I moved in...transfer of lease so to speak."
"You did this to me too, didn't you?" Sharon demanded to know.
"You made me fucking pregnant!"
"Yes I did, though by complete accident. I've tried to keep a low profile until I come of age...but my powers pop through every now and again...like I said earlier...when I afraid or angry," Anna replied, rubbing the massive dildo between her legs once more in an even more lewd display.
"Can you make me normal again? Please?" Sharon begged from her bound position on the bed.
"Just undo it...somehow...take away the belly anyway... please?!"
"It's not that simple. If I could do what I wanted, I'd simply zap myself to adulthood now wouldn't I? But I can't control my powers in this tiny form."
"Who are you? What are you?" Sharon demanded.
"I'm too old to tell for sure...I and my kind have moved among you since the dawn of time, taking one of your forms and living within it till death and then starting again.
We take the young children because their minds are the easiest to break through and into," the thing in Anna's body replied.
"STOP IT!! JUST FUCKING STOP IT!" Sharon shrieked and the girl jumped back in shock at the pregnant one's outburst.
"Now look what you made me do..." Anna, or the entity as we shall now call it, replied and held up the dildo.
Though now, it was no longer a thing made of plastic and batteries... instead, it was now a fleshy protuberance complete with a large ping-pong ball sized set of nuts in a sack which hung below it.
The perfect man...dick and balls and nothing else.
The thing kicked to life with her hands and became erect and began to twist of its own volition within her grasp. The entity began to stroke the thing as if masturbating it until it spasmed and began to spit large volumes of semen out into the room.
"Oh my---that's fucking sick...you ate up fucking bitch...fix me now or I'm gonna kick your body-stealing ass!" Sharon spat out her words like so much venom.
"Oh shut up you bloated fucking cow...you like dick so much...here, you can have," and with that, the thing in Anna's body approached the bed and dropped the living dildo onto the bed where it immediately began to slither up to Sharon's pussy.
"Oh shit...what's it doing...what're you doing to me?!?" Sharon pleaded as she felt the dildo creature wriggle into her vagina...this time burying all twelve inches up into her...pushing further and further into her until it hurt and she began to scream.
"It's too much...TOO MUCH! I CAN'T TAKE IT!!!"
"Shut up bitch... you wanted to look pregnant... so now you're gonna BE pregnant!
Real pregnant...super fucking pregnant!" the thing laughed in it's inhuman little child-like voice, though the eyes within Anna's face now showed the age and evil which now dwelled within her.
Sharon could now feel the dick-creature twisting within her pussy, pumping of it's own free will.
Faster and faster...she was afraid...but now in shear ecstasy...and the thing was fucking her...fucking her like she'd never, ever conceived of.
Orgasm. She was in full, unrepentant orgasm. As the feelings of pleasure subsided, she realized the creature was still worming away in her hole...already building her to another apex of sexual release. But, something else was happening.
As she watched in disbelief, her stomach was getting bigger. It was swelling like a balloon being filled with helium. Bigger and bigger it grew until the ever-stretchy material of her Mother's teddy became tight.
"Pregnant is as pregnant does...you pretend and so you are," the Anna-thing taunted as it watched her belly blimp larger and larger.
"Goodness, I think Momma's teddy is gonna pop."
The material was getting awfully tight...and still tighter until the unthinkable did happen and the material ripped. It was like someone opened a jack-in-the-box.
Her belly flesh nearly exploded forth as the fabric erupted into tatters. The weight of it now, atop of her, was making it difficult for Sharon to breath.
"Puh-lease...p-lease make it stop..." Sharon pleaded breathlessly from beneath the now bean-bag sized midriff that was her overly-pregnant belly.
"You're afraid... like I was earlier, aren't you... I was so afraid, because I thought my powers had already changed you and that Tiffany might harm me in my weakened form trying to defend you," the Anna thing stated.
Tiffany... she was somewhere in the house.
"TIFFANY!!!" Sharon screamed as loud as she could, hoping her other sister would come to her aid against this inhuman creature which now tortured her.
"Don't waist your time, she can't hear you..." the Anna thing declared. "You didn't! You fucking bitch!!!" Sharon shouted viciously.
"Here, run and see for yourself..." and with that the belt bindings mysteriously released and Sharon was able to free her hands.
With more effort than she could possibly hope to have mustered, she rolled her body sideways and fell off the bed at Anna's feet.
Her giant belly slamming her to the ground with it's immense and abnormal weight.
Slowly, out of shear fear and with her adrenaline pumping clear out the top of her head, she rose from the floor and began to walk backwards, toward the door, pulling her gigantic stomach, dragging it across the carpet.
When Sharon reached the door, she realized she couldn't pull her belly through it.
She was trapped as sure as shit. The Anna thing sat on the edge of the bed now, watching and laughing at her.
Sharon twitched as she felt the dildo thing wiggle within her again... it was still there, she'd just forced herself to ignore it after discovering her belly was inflating.
With every bit of force she could muster, she jerked backwards trying to force her belly through the door frame.
Without avail, it just lurched off of the ground a few inches and then flopped back, rippling like a titanic 100-gallon sack of water.
The rebounding force pulled her forward, back into the room and she fell over and then on top of her own belly.
For a second or so, she just warbled atop of it until it rippled a bit too much and rolled her over onto the floor. The Anna thing just laughed.
Angry now, beyond words, Sharon staggered upright, and literally lunged at the door, this time, with enough force to pull her gigantic belly through it with her.
"Huh," the Anna creature snapped as she watched Sharon pop through the door frame, and then bound off down the hall dragging and bouncing her stomach along with her.
When she reached the stairs, Sharon had to stop and pick up her belly.
Leaning back so far as to hurt her back, she precariously balanced the giant flesh sack in her arms and bantered down the staircase.
Almost to the bottom, she lost her balance and fell forward, her overgrown belly jerking her that way and acting as the only cushion she had as she impacted with the ground floor of the house at the foot of the stairs.
Suddenly, she was up and running... or as close as she could come to it, having to drag her belly along with her. Down the hall, past the kitchen, and into the den, where she could see Tiffany sitting on the couch still playing video games.
"Tiffany! Help me...Anna's made me pregnant...look at me!" Sharon realized suddenly, and to her disbelief, that when Tiffany looked at her...naked and bloated as she obviously was... it did not seem to amaze or shock her at all.
"Oh it's just water balloons...see," Tiffany mocked Sharon's voice and attitude as she poked out her own tight little tummy a bit and pretended to shake it.
About this instant, Anna, or the thing that looked like Anna, emerged behind Sharon in the den.
"I told you to be careful...now exactly what do you plan to do?" Tiffany scolded Anna.
"Can't you fix her?" Anna asked.
"Yea maybe...but it may take a while...we'll have to hide her from Mom and Dad till I can muster enough energy to transform her," Tiffany answered reluctantly.
"Oh shit, you're one of 'em too!" Sharon muttered in exasperation.
"Duuu!" Tiffany mocked. "Ya'know sis, if you were gonna mess with her...you should have gone all the way...fixed up right, ya' know.
Big belly, but you left her tits all normal and stuff... big but normal big."
"You know I can't control my powers yet...hell I did this by accident," Anna replied.
"Then let me fix her for you," Tiffany asserted and then stared straight at Sharon.
"Oh no... not that too," Sharon muttered in horror as her breasts started growing and swelling.
Double D's suddenly propounded in size to double E's, then F's and then literally off the chart as their increased weight jerked her forward and forced her to lie across her belly which was once more swelling as well.
Before long, she looked like she'd swallowed a blimp.
Her belly and tits were so large that they lifted her at least a good five foot off the floor as she lay atop them.
Milk was now pouring from her hand-sized nipples and filling the den floor full of white nectar in ever-enlarging puddles.
The Anna creature walked up from behind her now and using a chair to climb high enough to look at Sharon's pussy, declared:
"Whoa, I think the one in the oven is about ready to serve."
And with a sudden whooshing sound, out began popping massive penis creatures like the one that had pillaged Sharon earlier. They were shooting out of her like machine gun bullets, flinging against the wall and shattering things all around the den.
They'd hit, land, shake off the birth goo and then begin crawling around, dragging their tremendous nut sacks with them.
"What the hell is this shit?" Tiffany exclaimed as she warped one of the penis things with her game controller as it tried to climb her leg.
"Sorry, Sis... she scared me again...up in the room awhile ago...they'd just slipped," Anna responded, trying her best to look innocent.
All this while, poor Sharon held onto her giant belly for dear life, afraid that she'd roll over to one side at any moment, and too afraid to say anything for fear her two sisters, or what ever they were, would do something even more terrible to her.
"That's enough," Tiffany said finally, after clubbing another penis creature from her leg.
"Sharon, close your eyes and hold your breath."
When Sharon couldn't hold her breath any longer and released her lungs, gasping for air, she rose up in her bed and screamed.
Within moments, she realized the whole thing was some kind of bizarre, thrown-off nightmare. Looking down at herself, she realized she was her usual self, back to normal...or as normal as always. Slowly, she rose from her bed and stepped into the hall, and walked down toward the bathroom door.
She froze.
At the edge of the door was that damned beach ball, right where she'd originally found it...or had she...?
She shook off the horrified feeling and pushed the door open, entered and washed her face.
Through the bathroom window, she could see down to the carport...and the fact that her parents still weren't home yet.
Upon leaving the bathroom, she noticed that she could hear sounds of video games coming from below in the den. She cautiously ventured downstairs and made her way to the family room/den, where she walked up behind Tiffany and Anna, steadily saving the galaxy via joysticks and buttons.
"Hey guys, I just had the weirdest fucking freak-out you could ever imagine," Sharon said but suddenly fell silent.
"Really now," Tiffany snickered as Sharon rounded the couch and saw them from the front side...both girls, naked and literally sitting in a pile of penis creatures all wriggling and coughing up cum. "Was it a big belly kinda freak-out?"
The End.
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