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Kristina awoke around midnight and tried to turn over in her bed, only to find she couldn’t. She was immobilized in her bed. Still groggy, she reached for the light on her nightstand, her hand blindly searching for the switch, knocking her cellphone to the floor in her grasping. She finally reached the light and flicked it on, still strangely blinded by a dark blur in front of her. It took her a moment to realize that the dark coloring was of her blankets risen high in front of her face. “What…?” she murmured, not understanding how her coverings could be obscuring her eyes the way they were. She threw the blankets off herself and gasped. In front of her was a mountain of flesh, rising high in front of her sight. “M-my belly…?!” she exclaimed, immediately running her hands along the bulging skin. Her belly was now multiple feet high in the air, eclipsing her view of her feet and anything beyond them. “Oooohhh,” she moaned, rubbing her hands along the bulging flesh. “What happened to
Contains: hyperpregnancy, belly expansion, breast expansion Kristina sat down in the OBGYN's office next to a heavily pregnant woman. This was her first ultrasound since she discovered she was pregnant and she was feeling the jitters associated with such a new endeavor. The woman beside her flipped through a magazine. Her belly was so large and round that her striped shirt hardly covered it, a slice of tanned flesh visible between her shirt and her skirt. She looked about ready to pop. Kristina instinctively put her hand on her own burgeoning middle. She looked forward to being that far along and feeling her baby move inside her. The woman must have caught Kristina’s gaze out of her peripheral, because she looked over and smiled knowingly. “19 and a half weeks,” she said predictively. Kristina blushed, caught in the act of gawking, then did a double-take. “19 and a half weeks? But you look—” The woman gently caressed the impressive curve of her belly. “It’s
Stacey and Kristina were huge, and everyone had noticed. Ever since they played with that mysterious board game, their bodies had changed dramatically. Though their bellies had shrank down to their original sizes, they’d retained the monstrous curves they’d gotten in the process: J-cup breasts that tested the fabric of every shirt they wore, hips that threatened the tear apart any skirt, ass cheeks the size of soccer balls, and legs too thick for any normal pair of pants. The girls mostly resigned themselves to wearing crop tops and shorts, causing everyone to turn their heads wherever they went. They’d even retained some of their milk supply, causing a few embarrassing incidences in public where their nipples hardened through their shirts and dark stains appeared on the fabric. But it was a small price to pay for resembling literal fertility goddesses. But strangers weren’t the only ones to notice. Their friend Suzanne, a pretty but petite girl who had always loved voluptuous
Kristina try to lay motionless on the bed. Around her, heart rate monitors beeped rhythmically. The room was dark, the lights turned off for bedtime, the only light coming from the hallway through the open door. She was exhausted but could not sleep. There was one thing getting in the way of her getting some well-deserved shut eye. Her belly. Kristina’s belly was an enormous mass on her abdomen, appearing large enough to contain a toddler, full term with triplets or more. Covered in sweat, she’d long abandoned her hospital gown, her womb naked and glistening on her lap, her bellybutton stretched flat on top of the enormous mound of flesh. She was so big now that she was unable to sit up on her own, needing the assistance of a nurse—sometimes two—in order to get her to sit upright. The orb was so stuffed full of baby that it was lopsided rather than perfectly round, her litter long having run out of space to grow. And yet, they grew. Right now her thirty-two week pregnant belly
Contains: Rapid pregnancy, breast expansion, belly expansion, and orgasmic birth. Kristina looked down at the board game in front of her. It looked like your standard Ouija board, complete with wooden planchette and the words HELLO and GOODBYE stamped in the corners. Kristina didn’t really believe in ghosts or spirits or anything like that, but she and her friend Stacey were bored out of their minds so it was worth giving it a try. Kristina brushed back her long black hair before opening the box. “So I think we just put our hands on this wooden thing and the spirits are supposed to talk to us,” she explained. To her surprise, there weren’t any instructions in the box. Stacey, a pretty and petite brunette, rolled her eyes. “Yeah, I’m sure they have a lot to say.” “It’s not like you have any better ideas! Come on, put your hands here.” The two girls put their hands on the planchette and waited. For a moment nothing happened and the girls were convinced that the entire thing
Suzanne looked at herself in the mirror and sighed. Before the whole pregnancy began she’d been a very petite girl, hardly weighing more than 100 pounds. It went without saying that she didn’t really have any curves to speak of, either. She was lucky if she could sort of fit into a b cup, and that required a small stretch of the imagination. She wore a size small in just about everything, sometimes even an extra small. Every day she’d fantasized about being one of the curvy, busty girls. Or pregnant. Suzanne really wanted to be pregnant. But that had been a naughty, tasty secret. So of course it was a dream come true when she’d found the surrogacy ad. A chance to live out her fantasy without any of the resulting responsibility. Not to mention the paycheck, but that was just a bonus. The real money was getting to grow. She’d known the program was something special when after the insemination she’d immediately gained ten pounds and gone up a cup size. Even after just the first
7 months ago Kristina was nineteen years old when she decided to take the job at Founding Families Surrogacy. She was working her way through college and the bills were piling up, her waitressing job barely earning her enough to pay her rent, let alone get ahead on her mounting student loans. She’d seen an ad online for a surrogacy program that was paying well—very well—and so she decided to head down to the company’s home office for more information. The thought of being pregnant didn’t bother her as much as it intrigued her, and besides the pay was so good that what could go wrong? It wasn’t like she’d be keeping the child anyway, and she’d be well on her way to paying off her debts in a short nine months. She sat down in the well-decorated lobby and waited for her name to be called. The office was pristine, with lots of fresh-looking plants and a friendly receptionist. So far the place seemed well-maintained and trustworthy. In one of the seats next to her was a woman who was
Kristina hoisted herself up from her bed with a grunt, her enormous belly leading the way. It was weigh-in day and she was feeling a little nervous, hoping that she’d put on enough weight in the last week to follow her medical plan. The doctor had brought a portable scale to her room so that she didn’t have to go far, keeping in line with the bed rest order. As soon as her feet hit the ground, Kristina moaned. The great weight of her belly was causing her hips to grind and her thighs to burn with effort, and her belly had grown so much that her center of gravity was now off, making her feel like she could topple over at any second. Her womb now reached past her knees was she sat, making it impossible for her to reach completely around herself. Either a nurse or Suzanne had to apply moisturizing cream to the farthest part of her belly which was now red with stretch marks. Her hips had continued to expand in preparation for the birth as well, dark tiger stripes marring the once
It was official. Kristina was bed bound. When she was 36 weeks and 4 days pregnant, Doctor Avalon came to visit her personally. Kristina adjusted the bed so that she was sitting up, her belly resting against her thick legs. She could actually feel the babies moving on her legs, especially the ones close to the surface of her belly. She’d just finished drinking a shake but the double dose of appetite enhancer had her craving more. Maybe she’d head down to the buffet after this impromptu appointment. “Hello, Kristina,” the doctor said, pulling up a chair from the desk and taking a seat beside the bed. “How are you today?” “I’m fine,” she replied. “Though my belly is really sore from all the stretching. It feels like I’m getting new stretch marks every day.” “That unfortunately comes with the territory,” the doctor said sympathetically. “This is the most your skin has ever had to stretch before. I’ll prescribe some moisturizing cream for you to apply daily, that should help with
Suzanne awoke to a gentle thudding on her navel. It was only 7am but the activity in her womb meant that her babies were already hungry in spite of the huge dinner she’d eaten the night before: 3,500 calories of beef and potatoes, cake and ice cream, and of course a weight gain shake before bed. Determined to grow her belly, she was eating over the recommended 6,000 calories a day prescribed by her doctor, and it showed. Now 30 weeks and 3 days pregnant, Suzanne sat on the edge of her bed, her belly resting on her ballooning thighs. She was wearing nothing but her underwear and a tank top as pajamas, her mammoth breasts stretching the fabric until it barely covered her belly at all, just an inch or so on the swollen mound. She reached into her bedside drawer and pulled out four of the lactation pills she’d smuggled away and took them, still feeling a shade of arousal leftover from the previous day’s dose. She waddled over to the mirror, her steps wide and lumbering, in order to get a
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Scrubs: Pregnacy Cravings (Vore)
Jordan for the most part was a very irritable and could be seen as cold hearted, mean, and scary by those around her. There were even times when she scared her own husband Dr. Cox. Majority of people would hide in fear just from her entering a room. Now imagine how heightened this was when she was 8 months pregnant. However despite the fact that many were afraid to talk to her let alone look at her, when Turk came to Dr. Cox about how his wife Carla was having troubles with adjusting to pregnancy, Cox new exactly who to contact. Within seconds Jordan came stomping down the hallways wrecking everything in her p
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