9.8K results

Name: Michelle Reid Age:42 Weight: 800 trillion metric tons  Description: a very very immobile blobby woman who has long brunette which reaches her shoulders, green eyes, faint eye bags, two very enormous breasts that are bigger than her own body and they need their own two carts, a massive ass thats 500 mill ft wide, she is unable to move her arms at all as well as her legs therefore she needs 500 million carts 500x her size to hold her, its reinforced with the strongest materials to hold her body, she constantly drinks slop 24/7 while her feederbots feed her cakes, brownies, cookies, marshmallows, chocolate, burritos, sticks of butter drenched in grease and deep fried in lard, cream, paste, pizza and more foods. Her belly, ass, breasts, arms, legs, fupa and all her blubber all have cellulite, dimples and dark purple stretch marks Sexuality: proud bisexual and supports all of the LGBTQ Regular Calorie intake: 500 undecillion calories a day to keep her figure Pregnant with 800 decillion babies making her belly and breasts larger and larger Aspires to be a big blob bigger than she is now Loves to play games Her favourite games are  Sims 4 but she plays with mods on so she can make her sims fat asf,   stardew valley and uses mods to make the characters fat as hell including her own character  COD Any MMORPG  Loves Anime as well with her favs being: ●my blobby darling ●Naruto ●Lucky star  Net worth: 100 million nonillion dollars (keeps rising 24/7) gets paid 50 undecillion dollars a nano second making her bank account basically have infinite money. Flavours of slop she has created Double cheese burger, 500,000,0000 decillion calories Triple chocolate cake, 1 centillion calories Burgers and hotdogs, 9 trillion quintillion calories Choc chip cookie dough, 700 billion calories Cherry, 400 trillion calories Banana, 6000 quintillion calories Piggy Pink slop: 1000000 gazillion calories and multiple variants Piggy pink slop type Butt: makes only the butt gain weight Piggy pink slop type boob: only makes the boobs gain weight  There's many many many many more flavours of slop  Medical conditions:  ●heart is beating very very slowly at 14 BPM ●Blobby diabetes which give her uncontrollably loud wet sloppy farts, and a constant hunger for food ●Blobby cholesterol, gives her cholesterol in the quadrillions and makes it so one bit of exercise makes her wheeze uncontrollably and sweats rivers and oceans ●blobby lactose intolerance, because of her consumption of cream,  paste and other milk products due to her massive size she now has her own form of lactose intolerance making it so one drop of milk results in the most wet, sloppy, disgusting fart Machines she's created consist of: Feedertron 9 million, feeds her even when she isn't hungry Feeder carts, carts pulled by her feederbots that can carry nations worth of food The ultra blobby mobility scooter that can carry anyone of any size and gi 300 MPH Feederbots, tiny little droids that feed her when she does work Robot arms, arms which extend from the walls or her cart to do her work, play games or other stuff since she's immobile  Ultra feedertron mark 2, combines all the slop and feeds her so she gains way more than usual

Another twisted tail from my demented mind. much more of a body horror story. you really don't see those any more. meh enjoy or be horrified Sarah is a curvy bluenette and she signed up for the spooky season at the local Circus Freak Show haunted house. Sarah was eager to make some pocket change this season and was really curious about what it was like to work in the haunted house. Sarah killed the interview easy and now was back for orientation. Sarah was led down a long dark hall by Luna a dark haired clown in a french maid costume, and taken to a large room. Once There she saw a banner of the circus fat lady Called "fat Mary." Luna Showed Sarah to the set. Luna explained "So the way this works is. I'm gonna play the roll of the circus owner or the master of games! Now the Circus fat lady is the physical embodiment of Gluttony! In fact each freak show attraction has there own sin theme attached to it. I will introduce you and then the stage hands will shine a spot light on you

Celina has long Black hair she had rather small breasts but her thighs were quite thick.Celina was a witch most of her town did trust her her healing ointments always helped out. She always wore a blue dress with gold lining. Many of the townsfolk wanted her out though as they thought witchcraft was evil. Eventually causing her to be locked up inside her own home. After a week or so her food was running low but she tried something she brewed a potion that could make calories last 3 times longer after she was done the pink bottle sat there she took a sip it tasted good she ate a apple and felt full she thought "wow I can't believe this"she ate a bit more than went to bed the next morning she put on some pajamas as who would care about her dress now? She rubbed her thighs were they a bit thicker? No they couldn't she looked in the mirror and she realized she had. Oh well she thought it's just a pound or two yeah yeah she didn't care though. Today she snuck out to buy groceries when she returned she ate a large meal al for the first time in long time afterwards she drank some potion more than before this time almost instantly she felt more pudge. She murmured wow it's more potent than I thought she weighted herself one week ago 123 lbs today 132 lbs she thought well a little extra padding never hurt anyone over eventually she decided to get more food this time getting more junk than before she binged heavily to fill the void that helping the town left behind. 2 months later her gigantic frame lumbered out of bed her wool pj's about to burst and her white t-shirt about to burst. Her thighs were massive her belly was in second followed by her still small breasts she sighed "another day time for more eating " her breakfast was a shot of the potion a glass of oj 3 eggs lots of bacon and toast. She could barely fit out the door so she almost never went out and when she did it was to get more food. But one day she looked at her potion she looked at the recipe she modified it after brewing it she took a drink 50 pounds piled on she felt strange almost as if she wanted this for the past few months she just tolerated it but now she wanted it. She brewed lots more she drank a bottle and 100 pounds piled on. But one day she woke up and couldn't move she was immobile!! She always had potion next to her bed incase of this she drank and drank until her walls burst when the town saw her they thought that it wasn't her but it was and her potion eventually spread and now she is a queen of the land weighing in at over 10000 tons of pure fat

If you know what this page was, and you know who I am, you know something's missing but don't worry, you can still save it. Just please read until the end. I want you to know I had a good time with you, but I need to move on. I'm so tired of wasting my life trying to create such meaningless content like I did. I know I have many followers and I know many of you loved it. I'd considered leaving the content here, but I knew I'd never be able to stop checking. I knew I'd never stop coming back. Something about having 2.9k followers waiting for more was exhilarating. It's an addiction to me, and this is my way of moving on: burning it all to the ground. I've battled myself back and forth for the last five years questioning the morality of my love for feederism. Some of you may have seen my Tumblr where I've been going quite extreme with the writing content there but still I feel that lingering guilt. I keep telling myself I'll stop because deep down I know it isn't right but falling

Shima Rin didn’t consider herself a coward, but she still stood in front of the Outclub door, unable to open it. She needed a favor from Nadeshiko, and knew she’d find her here, but since New Years, Nadeshiko had become… harder to approach. Not that she was less sociable than before, if anything, she was more so. She was harder to approach in a more literal sense. Rin was just working up the courage to knock on the door when… BWOOMP! The door flung open, and a huge, heavy mass barreled right into Rin’s chest, knocking the wind out of her and sending her sprawling on the floor. She almost blacked out for a second, and when she opened her eyes with a groan, she looked up at what had hit her. The first thing she saw was a mass of heaving, pale white blubber, set to wobbling by the slightest motion and barely constrained by a school uniform, though a significant amount of it poked out from below. Her eyes followed it upward until they fell upon two enormous pillows, each one seeming

WARNING: THIS STORY CONTAINS FEMALE WEIGHT GAIN AND SSBBW YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. ALL THE CHARACTERS SHOWED HERE ARE OVER 18 YEARS OLD, DESPITE THE ORIGINAL CONTEXT. Bleach belongs to Tite Kubo, Weekly Shonen Jump and Studio Pierrot. -•- Today's an important day, after many years of hard work and studying day after day, you finally managed to finish college. Your family was always recognized in your city, your father was a great doctor, your mother was an intelligent professor who taught at the same university you attended, and your brothers were professional tennis players. So, it was an unexpected surprise for them to know that from now on, you would work as...a chef. But, there was a reason for the choice, your grandfather. Since you were little, he taught you all kinds of recipes, whether they were made with fruits, vegetables or sweets. For him, the most important thing was to make the tester happy. Unfortunately, the old man died when you where only 7 years old. Before his death, he left you a diary, which contained all kinds of secret recipes, his last words to you were, "Please live the dream that I could never achieve." Despite making delicious food, he was never able to demonstrate it to the world, every day, week, month and year, those words echoed in your head like a drum. So you had already decided very well that you would make that "impossible" dream come true. - • - A few days later, you receive a job offer at a pastry shop, located in Karakura Town, The only thing you had heard about that city were the supposed stories of ghosts and supernatural beings. Obviously, once you became an adult, those stopped having relevance. Finally, you arrive at the place and are welcomed by a mustachioed man. "Ah, you must be the new guy. Nice to meet you, I'm the manager of the store, my name is Hiroi Kuchihige. Let me introduce you to the other workers". He takes you to the kitchen, where you find only two other employees, a boy and a girl. "She's Aoi Umi, and he's Kiken Akaishu. They'll be your co-workers". The small number of workers seems very strange to you, so you ask about that. "Oh right... you see, this place used to be a little more populated, until that food critic came along and ruined everything". This catches your attention, to which you ask again. "Orihime Inoue, have you never heard about her? She's known in food places for being a very famous critic, her mere approval is considered an achievement, but we have never obtained it, and so we are, moving forward" this makes you feel nervous, whoever this woman is, it must be very important if her mere criticism was enough to leave a local like this. Still, you were sure that things would get better in the future. "Well, if you'll excuse me, I'll go wait for the calls, you calm down and talk to your new partners". You formally introduce yourself to them, to which they replied. "Hey, my name is Aoi, what's up?" She's a very short girl, measuring just over 1.60 CM, she had black hair with strands dyed blue, despite the greeting, she didn't look away from a manga she was reading. "I'm Kiken..." Unlike Aoi, he was a fairly tall boy, his hair was shaved on the sides, leaving a red-tinged crest and the face was covered in several piercings. He seems to have a very serious attitude, because he looks at everyone with an angry face. Starting a conversation has never been so difficult, so you decide to check the place to see how it is, what ingredients are in the furniture and refrigerator, and that everything is clean. When suddenly, Hiroi walks into the kitchen scared, as if he had seen a ghost. "GUYS, THIS IS BAD, IT'S AN EMERGENCY" he's breathing in and out constantly. "What now? Is one of the toilets clogged again?" Kiken asked mockingly. "ORIHIME WAS COMING TODAY, I COMPLETELY FORGOT!" "Oh. . "Shit" quickly, your partner realized how horrible this situation was. The two of them would start walking around the kitchen, thinking what they could do. "YOU TWO, ENOUGH" finally, the girl from the group managed to calm them down, It even seemed like she was the real boss. "Listen, let's prepare everything, she is just another client, we can do it better than last year...and the year before...and the year before the year before..." Everyone remains silent, your hopes of being able to fulfill your dream were slowly fading. "Let's separate the tasks, who will take care of the food?" The seconds pass, but no one dares to accept that specific task, therefore, you decide to take a risk and agree to make the food. "Hm? Are you sure? She won't be filled with just two plates, you know" despite what she said and the warnings of the other two, you bravely decide to accept the position. "Very well, you will be in charge of the food, I will be your assistant...and you two will be the waiters" Kiken seems to get angry. "Hey!, do you think I look like-" "I said... that you two... will be the waiters" she cracks her knuckles, intimidating them, who have no choice but to accept. "Alright, let's get to work" -•- A few minutes passed, your companions, despite being few, are quite useful, the boys are in charge of preparing a table specifically for the woman, although. . .Is it necessary to put a couch instead of a chair? Does she even criticize the seats? Everything was so strange, but it's not time for distractions, you had to prepare multiple dishes. . .for a single person. . ."Hey, are you okay?" Aoi asked, she noticed that you were worried, but you assured her that you were fine. "Great, it's not good to be distracted now. So, do you have any idea what to prepare?" This is when your time to shine comes, you reach for your backpack and pull out your grandfather's diary. "Uh...what is that? Is it a recipe book or something?" You tell your distracted friend a little about this particular book. "Your grandfather's diary? You say it has multiple recipes? Let's see, what sweet things can you prepare?" You review a little, there are several options, milkshakes, cakes, cookies, etc. "I see, how about we start with...one of the smoothies and...some pancakes?" The idea seems excellent to you, so you start your first course. Suddenly, you hear the door open, you feel the ground shake every second, what the hell is happening? Is it an earthquake? You decide to peek out the kitchen door to see the situation. . .And there she was...Orihime Inoue. Your eyes couldn't believe it, this woman was extremely obese, there was not a single part of her body that was not stuffed, her face, arms, legs, breasts, butt, everything was emphatically large, approximately, she should weigh just over 600 pounds. Your companions were trembling with fear, if you had to make a comparison, you were ants, while she was an elephant. "O-o-orihime...it's been so long...hehe" Your boss was nervous, he could barely say a word without getting stuck. "Ah, Mr. Kuchihige, it's been a year since I last came here." the worries you had disappeared a little, despite her intimidating appearance, she turns out to be a very kind person, her way of dressing also supported this point, instead of coming in a suit, She was wearing a brown vest over a long shirt, wearing an extra-long skirt that reached above her feet, and a pair of sneakers. In addition, she had some light blue barrettes in her long orange hairstyle. How was it possible that your superior was so afraid of a woman like that? Out of nowhere, a tremendous roar sounds throughout the place, now what was that supposed to be? "Oh, I'm so sorry, it seems like my belly is still hungry" It was unbelievable "I-it seems like you haven't eat yet" nervousness did not stop stalking the poor owner of the place. "Not at all, I've already been in five more places, the food was delicious, but it doesn't seem like i'm full yet" you could see how the soul left that man's body, Kiken tries to calm him down. "Anyway, would you like to take a seat, Miss Inoue?" He points to the table they prepared. "Of course!" They take her there, she sits on the couch, her ass covers the entirety of it, they knew that something like this would happen. "You are the first place to use a couch, every other place i went used chairs, but they broke instantly" She laughs a little as she tries to get comfortable, her protruding stomach moves the table a little from below, while her watermelon-sized breasts rest on top of it. "I'll be waiting for the food, surprise me!" Your companions quickly return to the kitchen. "Ok, the whale is on the table, what did you prepare for now?" Your friend asks while reassuring the older man. "A chocolate milkshake with vanilla ice cream and some cream-filled pancakes," your assistant said. "Just that?" He was getting a little angry. "Be patient, okay? These new dishes take time" patience was the key, it was one of the phrases your late grandfather used to say. It was just a matter of waiting to enjoy the food. -•- Finally, you manage to prepare the food. "We are very sorry for the delay, Miss Inoue, here is your first dish" Kiken leaves the plate in front of her, who watches attentively. "Is there a problem?" He asked worried. "Not at all, I'm just checking that there are no hairs like last year" Hearing this only worried you more, how bad was this place before your arrival? Finally, the woman grabs the milkshake, and with a plastic spoon, takes a bite of the ice cream that was on top. Her facial expression changes, your friends are worried, but suddenly, she starts eating the rest of the ice cream, then, she grabs the straw and suck the entire shake in a few seconds, finally, after grabbing the pancakes, she swallows them with mere ease. "S-so...did you like the food?" The mustached man asked as sweat fell all over his body. There was a small pause, until she let out a moan and her eyes shone like gold. "It was excellent! It's incredible how much you improved in just one year, it's been a while since someone surprised me like that...could you prepare more, please?" You had done it, she loved your food. Your co-workers were about to cry with happiness, but it was not time to relax, you had to satisfy an appetite, You had to fulfill your mission. -•- An hour had passed, a damn hour and this woman couldn't stop eating everything they served her, you serve her things like cupcakes, ice cream, chocolates and so on, she swallowed and swallowed. It seemed like there would be no end. However, after her fifteenth dish that had dinosaur-shaped cookies that had dark and white chocolate chips plus a raspberry milkshake, Orihime's face was beginning to blush, as if something was bothering her. Upon checking a little, you noticed that she had gained weight. Her belly was beginning to protrude over her vest, pushing the table a little further away from her. Her breasts had grown a little, and her butt was beginning to protrude over the couch. "Eh... Mr. Kuchihige, I'm going to order one last dish, I just remembered that I have to go home to do... some things" something seemed strange, what was making her uncomfortable? "O-okay, no problem, we will prepare one last dish that you will enjoy" The waiters run towards the kitchen. "I can't believe it... it's actually happening... WHERE'RE GONNA SAVE THE ESTABLISHMENT" Your boss was crying from happiness, you had truly achieved a feat that seemed impossible for them. "Alright, new guy. What do you plan to prepare now?" You decide to look at the diary one last time, you wanted to end this with something big. . . Until you find something great and show it to the others. "A-a cake?!" Aoi shouts. "Are you really planning on making a cake?" You've already made the decision, that will be your final dish, they hesitate for a moment, but in the end, they support the idea. It took you quite a few minutes, but you had done it, this one was wrapped in chocolate with cream, its interior was made of vanilla and filled with melted chocolate, and on top, there was white chocolate ice cream with sprinkles and cherries, it was your greatest masterpiece. "Damn...this will fill her up or give her the biggest diarrhea of her life" The moment was ruined by your partner, who received a small blow on the back from the other two. You hand the dish to your boss, who carefully carries it in front of her, who look at it surprised. "Here it is, we decided to prepare a surprise for you" this was the moment that would decide everything, the huge woman grabs a knife and cuts a piece of the cake, she tasted it. . . And enjoys it, her eyes roll back at the delicious taste, it was like being in heaven, a sweet and delicious heaven, she had never tasted anything like this before. "It's so good, how is it possible that something like this even exists?... I must... EAT IT!" Just like an animal, she grabs the plate and begins to devour it with pure bites, Everyone was in shock, what the hell was happening to her? After a few seconds, she finally finish, caressing her belly after such a delight for her lips. "S-so... What do you think about the food... Miss Inoue?" Everyone was nervous, what she said now would decide the future of the place. "Oh Kuchihige...you...you just outdid yourself, every dish was a delicacy for me...who should I congratulate for the food?" She gets up from the couch, who can finally rest after supporting the enormous weight of that woman. "Well, not to brag, but it was me-" "It was the new kid" Kiken ruined Hiroi's moment of fame. "A new worker? . . .can I see him?" Your friends called you to come over. As you get closer, you're even more surprised to see how immensely large she is. "It was you who prepared all this food? But how?" This is when he decides to show her your diary. "I see... all these recipes were made by your grandfather, and you wish to become a great chef. . .Well, I can assure you with complete certainty that you will be a magnificent one" Your heart is filled with joy, her words made you very happy, you could finally fulfill your long-cherished dream, your friends congratulate you. Finally, Orihime pays and says goodbye to everyone, Your first day was difficult, but you managed to overcome it. What things await you in the future? What new dishes will you prepare? All this intrigue makes you nervous but happy at the same time. -•- A week has passed, and many things have happened, just as your friends said, Orihime's mere opinion improved the status of the store in an insane way. A lot of people came every day, several people would start working there, they would improve the appearance of the place. . .but the first customers never leave. "So? What do you think girls? This place really is amazing, right?" Orihime, who somehow lost a lot of weight, was enjoying her meal with three friends. "Wow, I never thought I would eat so much." Said Rukia Kuchiki, the smallest of all and THE ONLY ONE who could sit on a chair, unlike the others, she only gained weight on her hips and thighs, she was wearing a light blue dress. The chair, despite being covered by her butt, was not suffering like the other women's couches. "These smoothies are very delicious! I could drink them all day and never get tired of them" Rangiku Matsumoto said, she had the same figure as Orihime, the only difference was her breasts, which were gigantic, each one was the size of beach balls, and despite wearing a red dress, her nipples protruded a little from it. "Hey, Orihime, could you call the waiter? I'm going to ask for another order" Said Yoruichi Shihoin, who like the other two, had a gigantic figure, but her butt was by far the biggest part, her couch couldn't hold out anymore and broke from the pressure, which she didn't care much about, she just wanted to continue eating. The back of her purple dress was submerged between her buttocks, making it impossible for others to see. This time, you have to work as a waiter, and in the distance you hear the call of the four of them, to which, you're going to attend. "Could you bring me two more plates of banana split?" Said the smallest of all. "Bring me two dozen cream-filled chocolates," said the purple-haired woman. "I want another dozen of mini pies, please," said the orange-haired girl. Suddenly, you feel the bustier woman touching your hand. "Hey, could you bring me about five more vanilla shakes? I'll give you something in return~" She winked at you sexily. "Are you blackmailing him so you don't have to pay?" Yoruichi responded, making her angry. "Shut up, you fat ass!" "What are you going to do, rub your tits on me? Fat cow" You walk away into the distance while listening to them continually insulting each other. . .this is what you wanted, isn't it? You are fulfilling your dream, you are happy, you make people happy, you helped your friends avoid the end of the store, everything seems perfect. . .but destiny can be strange sometimes. . . ~THE END~

Linda wanted to reach a box of chocolates on the top shelf. But she was too short. Linda was also afraid that her weak, clumsy, fat body won't let her to climb on a stool. Her tall, muscular and fit husband Matt came and witnessed this scene. "You need some help, love?" he asked "Yes please, I need to reach the chocolates, I wanted something sweet" Linda replied with a bit of whining in her voice Matt effortlessly took the box from the top shelf and offered: "Maybe I can make you some tea to drink with this?" Linda thought for a moment and replied: "That would be nice, thanks" And so Matt began making the tea. While Linda was sitting in the living room, she looked at her phone, browsing her social media accounts. She scrolled through her old photos - fit, athletic, very thin figure skater on the ice rink. Linda's transition from American's most perspective figure skater to fat and weak girl working from home as sports journalist was gradual and beautiful. Now she loves food and cozy

My girlfriend Alsana is a wonderful woman. I really do love her, despite what she's done to me. I've been female for the last week and she keeps changing me physically in various ways. Alsana won't change me back, no matter how much I beg, promise, try to seduce her to give me my dick back. I can say that I'm happy that she didn't change me mentally. When I asked her why, a few days ago, she told me that she loves me and the reason she turned me into a woman is because she wanted me to see what it was like. That, and the fact that she thought I could learn more about how to please a woman in bed better after spending time as one. She also told me that it wasn't that I didn't give her orgasms or unable to please her in bed. It was that I didn't like giving her the foreplay and sensuality she craved in a lover. Now let's rewind to how thos happened... Alsana comes home after spending a weekend at her girl friend's house. This is a typical thing every couple of weeks. She goes there so they can have girl time and unwind without men around so they can be themselves. I suspected they just wanted to fart without the total embarrassment. Giggles... just a joke for those that don't know me. Anyway, she comes home Monday afternoon and I was already home from work. It was five p.m. and I greeted her, asked if she had fun on her weekend away from me, kissed her softly and spanked her ass. I told her that I was happy she was home and that I missed her, which was true. One thing Alsana always did like about me is that I try to be a progressive person because I like to wear women's clothes once in a while. When I told her, I thought she'd blow a fucking gasket, like most women do. She got this shocked look on her face, "Really? So, if I took my bra off right now, would you wear it for me?" It was my turn to be shocked. I'd already prepared for the usual response of being called a pervert, sick in the head, told I needed help, and several other things women have said over the twenty five years of my life. "Wait, what? You're not upset that I like to wear girl clothes sometimes?," I asked. My face dripping with confusion. I mean, I knew women like this existed, but I never dreamed I'd be lucky enough to find one. She scooted closer to me on the couch, put her hand on the back of my head, and pulled me in for a wonderfully loving kiss. That was months ago and sex only got better with her from then on. We explored each other's kinks, fetishes, and bodies. But last Monday she told me she had a surprise that was going to blow my mind. When we were exploring each other's fun sides, she'd even asked me if I'd ever be willing to try being a real female if I ever got the chance, if it was temporary, of course. Of course I would. Nobody in the existence of the human race can tell me they haven't wondered what being the opposite sex would be like. I'd call them a liar if they tried. Anyway, Alsana was more bouncy and happier than usual that afternoon. So, I asked, "What's got you in such an exuberant mood baby? And what's the surprise?" She held up a finger, dug in her weekend bag, pulls out one of her girl friend's huge k cup bras and a pair of hot lacy, but satiny panties, and holds them out to me. "I want you to try these on for me, love. I think I want my hot little bitch for dinner tonight. My weekend at Coretta's was amazing and there's more than this to come," she tells me. So I go to the bedroom, strip naked, and step into the panties, which were a thong. "Mmmmm, I wish that ass was bubbled enough to look as delicious as you are love," she says and snaps her fingers. My ass suddenly felt weird and tingly. I turned around, reaching for my own ass, feeling it beginning to grow rounded. But not like in the movies or stories you'd find on the internet. The muscles in my butt cheeks gently began to enlarge, making it gain shape as my hands slid over it. I gasped in shock and surprise as that tingling turned into this sexy, sensual pleasure, as if she was kissing every inch of my bulging butt cheeks. My eyes flew open, wider rhan dinner plates. I swear. "Wha... what the fffuuucckkk? My... my ass is...," I babbled. "Yes, my love. Your ass is growing to become a bubble butt," she giggled. I groaned in how good it felt as my cheeks expanded with more muscle as it gained shape and size as it continued to grow rounder and more pronounced. She walks over, putting my arms around her neck, and starts kissing me as her hands begin to caress and squeeze my bubbling butt cheeks. I whimpered in pleasure as we kissed. Then she softly speaks in my ear, "Coretta had this stone that granted wishes and she let me use it. What I wished for isn't what you're thinking though." She spanked me, and unlike it normally felt, which wasn't a turn on, it sent shockwaves of sensual pleasure through the lower half of my body. I moaned as she kissed my chest, feeling how my ass was getting tighter, firmer, and much fuller. "I wish you had the sexy hips of that girl you showed me before I went for my weekend retreat," she stated and again snapped her fingers. Before I could react, I felt my hips wobble a little, like I was off balance, and then this weird pushing shifting sensation as my hips began to widen. I walked to the mirror in the bathroom, watching as my hips were spreading wider and becoming rounder like a girl's. It didn't hurt and wasn't necessarily uncomfortable. I gasped in surprise as I watched my hips become sexy and rounded, making me have baby making hips. It took a minute before my hips were finished, leaving me looking odd with only my hips and ass looking more like a girl's would. "Baby, what are you doing?," I asked as I stood up straight. My lower half wobbling slightly from the unsteady feeling of my changed hips. I was more afraid than anything but my dick thought it was hot as I noticed the bulge it was causing in the panties I had on. She walked in behind me, wrapped her arms around me like I'd do to her, "I think it's time to introduce you to your feminine side love. Now, i really wish you had Coretta's huge k cup bra on for me." Then she snapped her fingers. The bra materialized out of thin air onto my body. Fully adjusted to me like it was made to fit my body, even though I was still mostly male. "It fits perfectly, don't you think? I just wish you'd grow the very pleasurable breasts you need to fill the bra in a very erotic way," Alsana said and again snapped her fingers. I gasped in pleasure as my nipples stiffened, "Wait. Baby, please. Oh God, my chest," I moaned. My nipples were itchy as I felt them begin to grow thicker and longer and much more sensitive. The fabric of the bra sliding just over the tips as they were becoming more sensitive. This sensual aching began to envelop my chest just under them as I felt this odd bulging beginning to build. Alsana reached up as I groaned, her hands just under my now growing, pleasurably growing breasts, and she squeezed at my nipples. I couldn't help bending forward into her hands as I squealed, gasped, and groaned in stunned delight. Skin stretching on my chest to accommodate my developing, pleasure tits. "See how good breasts can feel, love? Now just relax and enjoy this and grow those huge, fat, heavy tits for me," she said. Alsana squeezed my b cup breasts as they continued to subvert my mind with pleasurable sensations. My dick was so fucking hard and I was getting more aroused by the second. I leaned forward, bracing myself on the bathroom sink as she continued to fondle my slowly bulging, feminizing chest turned breasts. "Fuck. Fuck, baby stop. Oh my fucking God. I feel like I'm gonna cream in my panties," I whimpered in desperate pleasure. I could feel my skin softening and getting smoother as my breast pushed outward in waves of erotic pleasure. My nipples, covered by the bra and her palms, felt so hard and tingled with sensitivity. She kissed the back of my neck and I couldn't help moaning as I stuck my ass out instinctively. I felt her bump me like I've done to her so many times before. I was starting ro feel warmer all over instead of just getting harder and hornier like men do. The developing mammary glands in my chest was much different from how my sister described the experience of growing her breasts. Instead of it being painful, I felt like there were kisses and licks and tender touches bulging my skin outward as my skin felt like sensually stretching satin fabric. I could just barely make out the shape of my nipples and areolae as she continued to squeeze my growing breasts. She leaned over me as I was dumbfounded by how hot my body was becoming from the erotic sensations spreading throughout my growing chest. "I wish you'd feminize and shhrink down to a few inches shorter than me as you become more physically girly," Alsana said softly into my ear. "Oh God," I groaned with the erotic sensations cascading throughout my now feminizing body. Every millimeter of my skin feeling like someone was blowing on it so lightly as it became softer and smoother while my body hair receded into peach fuzz. The stubble on my face following suit as my face began to slowly shift and become more feminine. Everything seemed to get bigger as my height began to diminish gently. It was all so smooth in execution as my legs, torso, arms, everything shrinking me from 6'2" to 5'4" tall over a few very mind numbing minutes. My chest continued to build in size, helping to dull my thoughts of fear and shock as the erotic sensations cascaded through my entire body. My waist was slowly shrinking inward as the bottom two pair of my ribs were being used to make my body become more of an hourglass shape. My torso shrank to give me that natural female body top. Making my now dd's more prominent and pronounced. They were getting heavier as each excruciating pleasurable moment passed. My nipples were so hard that I knew they'd cut diamonds, but the pleasure from how they tingled were making me desperately horny. Even though I could feel my dick slowly becoming shorter, I couldn't seem to care in my pleasure addled state. "Please... please stop. I... fuck... I can't... aaahhhhh... take... uuggnnnn... much more ooofff tthiissss," I begged her. I thought it funny how I could smell my own scent becoming more feminine as I slowly, carefully, turned to face her. My center of gravity was so very off from how a man's body typically moves as my f cup breasts gained the prominent weight and momentum on my body. I admit that, even though it was scary and disconcerting to feel my body being forced to change and transform, I was enjoying how wonderful and feminine and sexy my entire body was feeling as I continued to grunt, moan, groan, and whimper as my voice was increasing in octave and pitch as I became increasingly feminine. "Mmmmmm, look at those melons grow, love. I bet you can barely think straight right now. You must be so overwhelmingly horny," Alsana teased. Pushing her own f cup breasts against mine. Oh my God, you wouldn't believe how erotic it felt. Both of our pillowy breasts being squished against each other. The pleasure bursting through my nipples made me wanna cum so badly, but all I could do is look up into her eyes as I whimpered in desperation. "You wanna know what I think would be so fun, love? I wish your tight little hole back there felt more closely in sensitivity to how my pussy lips feel," she stated. The snap of her fingers resonating in my ears and saturating my brain in ecstatic anxiety. My hole twitched, sending erotic sensations exploding into my rectum as I sank down, bending my knees, squealing and whimpering like a slut. The pleasure I felt from my hole spreading deeper into my ass as I watched Alsana slowly go to her knees. She looked at the throbbing bulge in my tight little panties. The way she slid down to her knees caused her breasts to slide down over what was still my manhood. She was kissing down my belly as she knelt in front of me. I felt like my cock was going to melt from how hot it made me feel as she did this. My huge hh cup tits felt so fucking heavy but I loved it. My entire body felt so intrinsically feminine and wonderfully sensual. Alsana looked up at me as I panted like a bitch in heat, her smile reminded me of the Cheshire cat from Alice in wonderland. My balls felt so tight and full as my not so sizeable dick throbbed inside my tented panties. I was barely clinging to my sanity as it was because of how horny and hot and needy I felt. Alsana slid her hands up my plump, softened thighs, up my now womanly, rounded hips, causing me to shiver in anticipation. I must have looked so fucking desperate. She then said, in a teasing manner, "I wish that when you cum that you transform completely into a fully natural and fully functional female," snapping her fingers just begore sliding my panties down a bit. Making them even more snug as they snagged at my very sensitive dick. I could feel my bra beginning to fill out with my growing girl meat, my unusually large baby feeders as they continued to grow. The throbbing in my huge, long nipples sending waves of erotic sensations throughout my breasts as I whined. I could feel my hair weighing my head down as it hung in the periphery of my vision. I licked my dry lips, getting to experience the feeling of how much fuller and plumper they'd become. "Fuck, you... uuggnnnnn... you can't baby.You can't make me be a woman," I whined. She looked up at me like the cat that caught the canary, "You've been wondering what it's like as a woman for a very long time and now you're about to find out what it feels like to lose your cock, your manhood." She pulled at my panties, teasing me as she slid them from side to side. I stood on my toes in excruciating erotic sensation just before she pulled down, making my dick spring free of the confines of the panties. I uncontrollably threw my head back, moaning like I was gasping for air. I felt her mouth suddenly enveloping my cock and holy fuck was it so much more sensitive than any man's ever had been. I nearly came just from her doing this. I was holding on to the sink, trying not to drop to my knees. My breasts still filling the cups of the bra like fleshy ballons expanding in a cacophony of erotic pleasure. The fabric touching my nipples so softly and delicately, like a tongue just grazing at the tips. My voice sounded so fucking girly and feminine that I damn sure didn't recognize it. Then, Alsana began to lick the head of my super sensitive dick, trapped just behind her big lips. My legs shuddered as they weakened from the absolute drowning pleasure I felt. It was unlike anything I'd ever experienced before. Like a sigh of relief as every muscle in my body tensed. My mind spun one way, my head the other like opposing lanes of traffic swirling the wind between. She sucked softly, released that pressure quickly, sliding her hands over my thighs towards the back of my body. She took my now girl cock deeper into her mouth, sucking just slightly harder. I wanted so badly to put my hand on her head to guide her to suck my dick, but for fear that I'd drop like a stone in my pleasure addled state, I didn't dare let go of that sink. She sucked me into her mouth, coating me in her saliva, pulled her head back, making my dick feel like it was swelling harder. Repeating this slow, maddening blow job and I couldn't help loving it. My tits were beginning to snuggle into the cups as they were nearly fully grown. The sensation from my nipples pressing against the fabric, the weight of my breasts settling into the cups more, and the slow, teasing blow job I was being given was absolute torture in the most maddeningly pleasurable way. I began to breathe harder, kind of like not being able to catch your breathe because you really can't breathe and wanting to cry out in agonizing pleasure at the same time. Her hands sliding around to caress my bulbous butt cheeks, raking her nails over them to give that feeling of being clawed at in an erotic manner. I stood up on my toes, which only made the suction harder as my dick tried to followe out of her mouth. Being 5' 4" tall was so much different as my dick didn't pull out of her mouth as far as it had been. The cups of my bra becoming so full and snug with the size and weight of my enormous k cup breasts felt amazing and disconcerting. They were so heavy and the bra provided so much relief from how heavy they felt. Alsana began to suck my throbbing cock as she normally would at this point. I gasped and moaned at how good it felt. The pleasure was so much more intense than when I was just a boy. The soles of my feet tingled as my nipples throbbed similar to how my cock was. My enormous tits aching to be fondled, groped, played with in any way. Her head bobbing up and down, the sensation making me feel like I was on the verge of orgasm. My cock feeling like it was swelling to its limit each time she pulled her head back. Her hands squeezing my firm, round, but softer butt cheeks. And then she did something she'd never ever done before. She slid her index finger down between my cheeks until she found my tight little hole. Stopping to rub at it and drive me crazy with super hot lust. I couldn't help that I clenched in anticipation, trapping her finger in place for a moment. I groaned in my completely female voice, being more whimper than anything. I was so glad that she always kept her nails trimmed short as she began to push at my hole like she was probing to find her way in. She wiggled said finger which elicited a hitching gasp from me before her finger slid into me. My sphincter relaxed, I groaned with need, feeling her wiggling it further into me. Then, she hit my prostate, causing me to tense up and clench. Which caused her to begin rubbing my prostate like she was jilling me off. I repeatedly moaning loudly, trying to stand on my toes to get away from the pleasure. Alsana pulled her finger back slightly, then stuffed it into me like she was breaking for a game of pool. My ass clenched with how good it felt, trapping her finger up my ass like a chinese.finger trap. She was into me knuckle deep and started bumping me, hitting my prostate that I could only compare the pleasure to having the crease in the head of your dick being tapped at by a tongue. My eyes began to twitch, my dick pulsating wildly, my nipples throbbing like mad, and all this making me feel like I'd lose my mind at any second. My orgasm was building like a ballon becoming tighter as air was blown into it, little by little. My legs began to quiver, the muscles losing their cohesive sturdiness. My hole was clenching and releasing like a statving leech trying to get blood from a stone. I started squealing like a stuck pig, with the knife being made of incomprehensible pleasure. My dick twitched, then pulsed, then convulsed rapidly multiple times in quick succession as she did the same to my poor sensitive prostate. My tits had the bra so tight, which was oddly comforting as my abdominal muscles began to convulse. That's when my orgasm broke, like a dam during a catastrophic failure. My dick started spurting thick ropes of cum, my legs buckling more with each pulse of orgasm. My entire body shuddering like someone going through an epileptic seizure. I couldn't help screaming like she was trying to kill me with pleasure as I went down like a sack of nuts. Once my orgasm finished, that's when the reality of her last wish set in. This very odd pulling sensation began in my groin. Feeling like something was pulling me open as something else was pulling my balls inside of me as the opening was following them. I began bucking wildly as my pelvis began to shift, getting wider on the vertical axis as my ball sack began to separate along the seam. I was flailing for something, anything to hold on to to keep my sanity in check as I could feel my sex changing to female. That's when everything went black as I passed out from the overload of pleasure short cicuited my poor brain. I don't know how long I was out, but I came to with a start and gasping like a fish out of water. Feeling Alsana holding me, telling me it was ok, stroking my hair. I couldn't believe it. I had been transformed completely into a woman with these enormous fucking breasts. I felt... whole and wanted to bolt at the same time. Back to the present... I really don't know how long she intends to keep me like this. After a week of being stuck as a super busty woman, Alsana making love to me constantly, forcing completely female orgasms from my needy little pussy, I'm at a total impasse. On one hand, I want to be the man I am again. On the other, I'm struggling with the fact that I'm really starting to love being female and how my body feels and reacts to how she makes me feel in every way. Alsana told me that I have the choice about whether to go back to just being a man or continue to be the woman she's turned me into. I'm so confused about what I should do. What direction I should go. How's she going to react when I tell her that I really don't want to go back to being a man anymore. It's all her fault for turning me into a woman and making me love her even more. I know I should be furious with her for doing this to me and making me feel this way but all I can do is love her for it.

This Story is one of my favorites of all time and I always thought there could have been some more added to it near the end so I added some more content to this great classic story. Thank you Dr Enlarge for your great works Water Weight By DrEnlarge "Don't even scratch her or she might still explode" copyright 1996 Bernie Thigpen waited patiently at the elevation train depot. In his hand he cradled the one thing that could make him a rich man: a plastic vial of Dehydrated Water. Bernie, a lanky 28 year old, had been working overtime on his doctorate thesis when he'd stumbled upon a way to condense and package water. One miscroscopic granule of what Bernie laughingly called "hard water" would rehydrate into a whole cup of the liquid stuff. All it took was one drop of water to set the chemical chain reaction into motion. Behind him, a really cute girl emerged from the end of the escalator. Her reddish-brown hair swayed gently in the afternoon breeze. Bernie turned and saw her 5' 1" figure walking in his direction, a purple fuzzy angora sweater cut low and short black skirt draped nicely over her cherub-like figure. Their eyes met briefly and Bernie looked away first, a small smile crossing his lips. He couldn't wait to be rich and famous. Then he'd be able to get any women he wanted, even the one standing right behind him now. The train began pulling into the station. Bernie stole glances at the girl behind him. How he'd wished for a bit of a spine. He'd longed for the day when he could just whirl around and say "hi" to any woman that struck his fancy. But his was not that day and he had to be content with keeping his mind on his job of delivering his invention to the patent office. With a woosh the doors opened and Bernie began to board the train. Now the problem with being too eager sometimes is that you forget your surroundings. Bernie realized this as he saw a flood of people exiting the doorway as he headed in. When the business man stuck Bernie's shoulder, his first instinct was to protect the vial. However, since it was already airborne, all he could do was curse as he got sideswiped by another commutor with a stroller. When the flow of people stopped, he began searching the ground for his vial. He spotted it just as he heard the door chime sound off. They were going to close! Quickly he leaned down to get it and his head bumped into the black skirt of the lady that was behind him. She was hurriedly trying to get around Bernie and into the train. Embarrassed, he continued reaching for the vial when he noticed it had been opened. Almost half of the contents were missing! Frantically he snatched up the cork that had been on the top and, placing it back in the vial, bolted for the door. His left leg caught the door just as it was closing and the doors retracted automatically to allow him to enter. Bernie wasted little time in assessing the damage done by his little run-in with rush hour traffic. A good portion of the dust-like substance was gone. Bernie looked back at the spot on the concrete where the vial had landed. There was a bit of the dust there, but hardly enough to account for the amount he'd lost. As the train began slowly to pull away, he wondered what would happen when the custodial personnel tried to mop that dirt up. As best as he could figure, with that amount they'd have a fairly large mess to contend with. As Bernie stood there watching the spot move away, he felt a gentle tap on his shoulder. Startled, he spun around, half expecting to see one of the many vagrants that ride the transit looking for spare change for booze. Instead, he was face to face with the woman he'd collided with just moments before. Her face was stunning. A perfect button nose, two big eyes with just the right amount of makeup and chipmunk-cheeks that made anyone want to pinch them. "Excuse me," she began, "but do you have a Kleenex?" "Um ... no ... wait ... maybe," Bernie stammered, trying desperately to think of a cloth-like substance he might have on him that might substitute for a Kleenex. His hands frantically patted down every pocket he had, taking immediate stock of their contents just from the touch. He realized he had nothing that would work. Raising his eyes to meet hers, he couldn't believe he was missing an opportunity like this. From this day forward he swore never to leave the apartment without a hundred Kleenex stashed on him. "No ... I'm sorry, Miss ... I don't seem to have one," Bernie replied in a sad tone. She nodded and then shyly began to wipe something from her cleavage with her sleeve. Within seconds, though, she stopped and a puzzled look washed over her face. Bernie couldn't help but let his eyes be drawn towards where she was looking. Her ivory-white smallish breasts were being hopefully pushed together and up by what seemed to Bernie to be a push-up bra. The girl's faint cleavage bore a hint of make-up which seemed to vanish as he watched. Almost on cue, Bernie and the girl looked up and knew what each had been doing. Bernie got so embarrassed that he turned his head and thocked it against the support bar next to where he was standing. The girl covered herself and looked to see if anyone else had been watching her, blushing heavily. As Bernie's brain began to break through his embarrassment, he realised something. The dusty powder on the girl's chest could have been the hard water material. His eyes grew wide as this thought crossed his mind. He'd never contemplated human interaction with the powder yet! Its size would indeed allow it to pass through the skin into the body, but he'd never worried about it at the lab due to the fact he was always well protected. His mind raced as he looked back at the girl, this time with a look of fear adorning his face. The girl wasn't looking at Bernie or anyone else this time. She seemed to be studying her chest again and with a look of concern. Just as Bernie looked down to see what she was staring at, a lady on the overly-crowded train pushed in between them with her girth and blocked his view. Bernie quickly began to bob his head around, trying to see anything more of the girl, but it was in vain. Around to the left of his position, he saw a 40-ish businessman turn his head slightly in the girl's position, stare for a moment with a small grin, then return back to his paper. To Bernie's right a grunge-looking youth was staring in what could be the direction of the girl's figure. As he studied the youth, he could tell that the lad was becoming less obvious about what he was staring at and then noticed that he tapped his girlfriend on her tattooed shoulder and pointed in the girl's direction. Bernie looked back towards the businessman. His eyes were looking back in the girl's direction, but this time his grin was replaced with a look of disbelief. Something was happening behind the glacier of a woman that had oozed between him and the girl. Frantically, Bernie looked for a path around Mount Womanhood, but bodies were jammed in pretty tight and there seemed no polite way around. The train jolted for a brief second, tossing the behemoth backwards a bit. A passage of space opened for a moment and Bernie's heart stopped cold. The girl was standing there, looking panicky, her arms wrapped around her chest. Even so, the train's jolt was still reverberating in her now D-Cupped bosom. Her chest was bigger! Her eyes met his briefly before the landmass of flesh shifted back into her original sight-blocking position. Bernie stood very still, trying to think about what was happening. The powder had obviously landed on that poor woman's chest and due to its nature had sunk in. The growth meant that it was reacting with the water in her body, but thinking about how much reaction there would be made Bernie nervous. He tried to calculate the amount of hard water still in the vial compared to the amount he'd seen on the landing at the stop, but he couldn't comprehend just how much that left unaccounted. He stopped trying to figure it out when he heard the businessman talk. "Are you OK, ma'am?" the older gentleman asked shakily. His eyes were fixed at below eye level, Bernie noticed. He heard a reply, but it was too quiet to pick out the words. From the tone, however, he could tell it was the girl and she was frightened. Big Bertha finally noticed something other than the candy bar she was munching on and turned her head to observe the commotion. Once she saw what was going on, she backed up in surprise, much to the dismay of the people she crushed behind her. Bernie saw the opening and this time instead of looking through it he maneuvered into the spot. He didn't have much room, though, for the girl had seen the same opening and had taken a step forward to give her new self more room. Bernie stopped himself just before he collided with the girl's DD chest. His jaw dropped as he saw her milky-white breasts straining against her purple sweater, pulling the V-neck further away from her body and showing six inches of cleavage. Her dainty hands again cupped themselves around her new growth, trying vainly to contain and stop their further expansion. Long red nails on both hands were hard pressed against the full sweater, but Bernie instantly saw that her jugs were plump and her hands sunk deep into them. "What's going on?" the girl said to no one in particular. By now, all within sight of the girl were looking at the spectacle. Slowly her breasts were filling up her sweater to the breaking point. Bernie saw through the sides of her v-neck that her bra straps were loose. She must have busted her bra moments before. No way an B-cup bra could've stood up to those mounds. Her eyes were wide open and her cute little mouth was slack as she stared at what everyone else was staring at. Bernie watched the outside of her right breast to gauge how fast she was growing. As he stared, he actually saw her boob inflate wider and fuller, stretching her V-neck still further apart and further down. The sides of her tits were now far enough out that they were growing out past her arms which she still had across her ever-enlarging chest. By now, the whole train was crowding in, trying to see the girl that was getting bigger boobs by the second. The girl, giving up the vain attempt to cover herself by crossing her arms, slid her arms apart. Bernie heard the sweater strain even over the sound of the train. Her fingernails slid over her super-tight sweater as she released her boobs slowly from her hold, but she stopped short of fully dropping her arms. Now, she was cupping each breast with the same-sided hand, pulling them towards her body and in turn, out further. She could almost rest her arms on the bulk of her sideways growth. Her head popped up and scanned each face quickly for signs of help from anyone. "Oh, my God!" one man said quietly. Her chest continued to balloon. Tears were beginning under her arms. When the first one began, everyone looked, including the girl, towards the sound. Her face grimaced a bit. The sweater really looked tight on her now. Her midriff was now showing as her sweater's bottom had begun to crawl up her body towards the underside of her volleyball- sized boobs. Her little hands looked so small compared to her massing melons and they were moving outwards more and more. The bottom of her breasts was above her navel until she showed signs of fatigue and began letting them drop. They sagged slightly, just hiding her belly button, but Bernie could tell that they were getting tighter. One woman beside Bernie fainted, but no one cared. "I need help! Someone help me!" the girl cried, her grip on the front of her growing gazongas getting looser due to her ever-tightening skin. The business man was almost drooling as his glazed-over eyes soaked in every new inch of her. The grunge boy began to reach out his had to touch her boob when his girlfriend knocked his hand back. Bernie shook his head and came to his senses. He was responsible for this problem, he'd have to find a way to solve it before ... before something bad happened. Bernie cleared his throat and tried to quiet the croud. Even with everyone trying to back away from the girl's body, there wasn't much room left for her to grow without touching someone. As the crowd quietened, you could hear the staggered sound of her shirt ripping bit by bit down the side. Her big eyes looked hopefully towards his, almost tearfilled. "I know what's happening here," Bernie said. Everyone looked his way. As he opened his mouth to continue, he paused. What was he going to say next? He had no idea how to help this ballooning body stop. All he could do was try to figure out how much hard water had she absorbed. "Ma'am," he said to the straining face of the girl. "That dust that fell on you. How much was there?" "Oh, God, my breasts feel so big!" she grunted, almost pulling at her sweater. "Uh ... I don't remember. It covered my chest when I first looked down, but then," she drifted off, trying to arch her back a bit. Her breasts were really growing now, every jostle that the train caused was amplified by her bulbous front. It would have been worse except her tight top was still - barely - containing her. Cleavage was squeezing out of the V-neck so much that it looked like someone was baking bread and the dough was rising. From her sides more and more tit flesh was breaking through. Wouldn't be long before her sweater ruptured. Bernie could see the beginnings of blue veins in her skin. "Something is rushing into my boobs! God, I can feel them blowing up! Mister, you gotta stop them! I'm getting huge!" "Umm ..." Bernie thought. That much hard water could spell trouble for this young woman if she was right. He needed to get the water out that was in there before she got too big and exploded. Since the hard water was probably reacting with her milk glands, Bernie decided that she needed to give milk. But he didn't know how fast someone would be able to suckle her chest, surely not fast enough to stop her growth. RIP! The girl's sweater gave up and split down both sides. The front went limp and rested against her chest. It did little to conceal her mammoth mounds, even when she grabbed the bottom part and tried to stretch it to cover her distended nipples. Her areolae were as wide as a plate now and they looked very taut. She looked comical trying to cover her beachball-sized breasts. They took up her entire torso, spreading down to below her belt and out past her elbows. She gave up trying to gather herself from the side and stretched her arms over the center of both breasts, just barely reaching her life-saver-sized nipples. "Ok...everyone...she's going to get much bigger if we don't figure out a way to milk her fast!" Bernie shouted. "Does anyone here have any idea how we can do that?" "How big am I going to get?" the girl shouted, leaning back against the door now. She was really having a hard time standing now. "I'm too big as it is! Just look at me! I can't get any bigger, mister. My skin is getting so tight!" she pleaded, looking like she'd welcome it if someone just stuck her with a pin. "Why don't we just pop them?" someone suggested, reading the girl's mind. Bernie considered it before someone spoke up. "No, you can't. That little hole in her skin would probably let loose a torrent of ... whatever's blowing her up. I'm a doctor and although I've never seen this before," the old man said, pointing at the girl's tits still blowing up bigger and bigger," we can't just poke a hole in her side." "I'm going to pop soon anyway, I can feel it!" the girl shouted, gripping her teats with her fingernails. "If someone doesn't do something soon, I'm going to pop myself! I can't take this pressure ... it keeps coming into me, making my boobs heavier and heavier!" The doctor made his way to the front of the semi-circle around the girl and instructed two people on each side of the girl to grab her arms and keep her nails away from her tits. She fought them at first, sensing this might be her last chance to stop her growth, and began to slap her chest, clawing with her nails after each downstroke. Her colossal chest bounced angrily, but didn't blow. As they secured her arms, she slid to the floor, her chest reaching out past the hem of her skirt and almost up to her chin. She looked helplessly out at the people around her, the tattered purple sweater up around her neck like a bib with her engorged mammaries flowing out from under it. The floor must have been cold, because as soon as her tits hit the ground, her nipples stood out a good inch more, looking rock hard. The doctor stood in awe, as did the rest of the people around the girl. Her eyes darted from one breast to the other as they grew rounder and fuller. "My boobs! Look at my boobs!" she said hysterically. "They're not stopping! I'm too full! God, they're so tight! Please ... do something before they blow!" Thinking, the doctor looked like he'd had an idea just as the girl screamed and writhed on the ground, almost breaking loose from the two men holding her arms away from her billowing breasts. "Ahhh! I can feel something blowing them up faster! What's happening?" she screamed, looking directly at Bernie. "You! Look at my tits, they're growing faster!" Bernie indeed looked and saw that they were stretching wider and further from her body more quickly now. He didn't have the heart to tell her that with more liquid in her glands, the more the hard water would unfold and fill her tits. "Never mind that. We need to make her climax, now!" the doctor said directly. People were trying to back away ever further now, forcing others on the train to stand on seats or get pressed against the walls. The girl's breasts were very blue veined now and her white skin was stretched so tight it almost looked shiny. People around her that couldn't move any further were having their feet covered by her ever-expanding hooters. The girl moved her legs apart a bit underneath her tits, but they were so heavy and had almost reached past her knees now that she couldn't make them move far. "OK!" shouted the doctor. "You, ma'am. You're in front of her. You've got to get down there and make her climax now or she'll explode!" the doctor said, pointing at a model wanna-be teen. The model looked shocked and shook her head, but already people around her were pushing her down towards the girl's cleavage. "I'm not doing this!" the model shouted, her head almost bouncing into the girl's distended cleavage. "I'm not a lesbian!" "You don't have to be, just get her to cum! You're the only one who has a chance of reaching her ... use your hand!" Bernie touted in, looking on as he saw the model lie flat on her stomach. She shook her head again, but then began moving her right hand underneath the girl's cleavage. "Everyone who can, gently move back so we can seperate her cleavage a bit and let that girl reach her clit!" the doctor ordered. The crowd didn't move, they had nowhere to go. "OK, then, pull her breasts apart GENTLY, everyone who can," he commanded. Everyone that could reach into the center of weather balloon-sized bust began to slowly tug on the tight yet watery mass of boob flesh. "Stop ... you're going to make me pop! Oh, God, I'm growing more and more each time I breathe! I'm covering my feet almost! She's never going to reach me!" the girl panted. Bernie now could feel her tits against his legs and groin. They grew and grew, pressing into him tighter and tighter as they continued to wedge into the crowd around her. His cock was right above her huge nipple and he moved his legs apart so it could go right under his nuts. Her head disappeared as her massive boobs grew up against her human bra. The people holding her arms still continued to do so, but Bernie could only see that they were holding something and not her arms anymore. It wouldn't be long before her tits completely covered her head, and she knew it. "My God, look at my breasts! They're getting hard! I'm going to explode, I just know it! God, the skin near me has stopped stretching! I can feel my skin stretching faster around my nipples! Oh Jesus, this is what balloons do just before they pop! I'm getting ready to blow up! God, my tits are getting enormous!" she yelled. People began to panic. They were speeding towards the next stop with a girl about to explode on an electric train. No telling what that was going to do to the train itself. Bernie could feel that the girl was right, her nipple was pushing into him faster and faster, trying to lift him up. "Look out, she's going to blow!" someone yelled from the crowd. A small scream was let out, probably from the girl, Bernie thought. There seemed no hope for the poor blimp-chested girl. The model was dragged out from underneath the girl's boobs, her face red from the pressure. "Here, use this!" a voice said from behind Bernie. A mop was handed to him overhead. He quickly handed the tool to the model, who dropped again to the floor, just out of range of the girl's massing mountains. She began quickly working the mop down between her cleavage. "God, I'm growing faster! I'm blowing up like a water balloon!" the girl cried. She suddenly began gasping. "I think I found it!" the model cried, her head being slowly pushed back by the girl's quickening growth. Bernie saw the mass of mammaries before him start to shake. She was either responding to the mop handle or was about to burst. "Oh God, that hurts!" the girl cried, but she continued to groan. "God, I can feel it building inside me! I'm going to pop!" No one knew whether she was referring to her chest or the orgasm, but everyone held their breath. The model let out a grunt as she thrust the mop hard into the Boobs from Hell. A shrill scream came from the girl's direction. Bernie looked across her girl's impossibly large breasts, now eye-level to him. He could see the mass of her boobs quake and shiver. Everyone closed their eyes, thinking she was going to burst. But just then Bernie felt the log-like nipple still between his legs kick and jump. Yells of shock came from all around behind him. He felt something rushing through the skin of her nipple. She'd climaxed! "Don't be alarmed, she's just cycling the liquid out!" the doctor yelled. "Her nipples should be able to handle the strain of the outburst of liquid." Everyone sighed in relief, except for those getting soaked. Bernie smiled as the motion underneath his member continued. "So this is what the spin cycle feels like?" he murmured to himself. He felt water rush around his feet. This train was going to get wet, fast. "Someone hit the emergency lever and kill the power to the train!" a voice in the back yelled. There was a tinkle of glass and everyone felt the train slow. Bernie felt the huge breast infront of him as it slowly deflated. The girl was still moaning and shrieking: apparently she was still climaxing with all this activity going on in her body. Bernie felt the nipple recede and he relaxed his leg-grip on her teat. It flipped up past his groin and pounded his chest with a torrent of milk. He tried to hold his hands up against the stream, but that just diverted the spray into everyone else. He was going to get soaked, regardless. Over the loud spray, he heard the girl still belting out orgasmic shrieks. Then ... "Ohgod ohgod ohGod OhGOD!" the girl cried. "It's not stopping! I'm...uuhhhhh.." she cried between ecstasy-filled groans. "I still feel....*gasp*...feel it blowing ....uhhhh...blowing my tits up!" Bernie noticed right away that her huge nipple and shiny areola, distorted so much that it was the size of a trash can lid and barely noticeable, was indeed not receding anymore. The milk still rushed from her bottle-sized nipples, but the hard water inside her system must still be unfolding converting to milk, and at an increased rate. She was still growing. "UHHH...I'm coming....Ohhh..I'm coming too much," she strained. "I'm going to pass out! God, uhhhhh ... why am I not bursting?!?" The girl's boobs swelled dangerously bigger. They had again reached the point at which they had previously stopped growing, and passed it. Bernie could almost see the point the girl had made about her breast flesh. Near the top, he could see her boobs stop growing upwards at a staggering rate, and start growing forward. In mere moments the leading edge of that growth would reach her areola, then her nipples. He felt her cool, slick skin press against his arms and her fountaining nipple buried itself in his chest. "Oh, God, I'm clogging her nipple!" a man said from Bernie's left. Just then, Bernie's milk-flow stopped as her nipple bent up against his chest and grew up towards his chin. "Mine too!" Bernie yelled. "Someone behind me move!" But no one could. With a cataclysmic yell, the girl screamed and her breasts heaved forward, no longer being drained by her nipples. Bernie watched in horror as the odd growth pattern on her breast grew directly towards her areola. As soon as it reached it, it began puffing it outward rapidly. "OH GOD! MY TITS!" the girl bellowed. "THEY'RE EXPLODING!" Bernie felt her nipple thrust into his chest more and more, getting harder every second. Her areola swelled so fast it struck him in the head like a punch. He could hear her skin squeak as it filled to the breaking point. "SOMEONE HELP!" the girl moaned. "I WANT TO POP! THEY'RE GROWING OVER MY HEAD! OH ... OH..OH.OH!" she screamed and Bernie could hear someone slapping on them as the sound carried inside her liquid filled tits. She completely filled this end of the train, her breasts mashed against the ceiling. Bernie suddenly felt the nipple try to straighten out. The growth had reached the nipple. She could grow no more. "I'M GOING TO BURST!!!" she yelled, slightly muffled by her skin, Bernie figured. He closed his eyes, not knowing what to expect next. Then, all at once, the pressure that had been crushing him stopped. He felt her nipple quiver against his body and under his chin, but no more growth happened. Meanwhile the other nipple slipped by the other passengers the growing breast clearing a path pressing one passenger after the other against the walls.  A thick busty passenger was trying to make her way through the crowd away from the growing breast as it was gaining steam not far behind as it found its new found freedom.  The busty passenger reached the back of the train car frantically trying to open the door, but it would not open because the power was off on the train.  She was in such a panic she failed to see the emergency release lever so she grabbed a fire extinguisher and attempted to brake out the small window on the door.  The glass was shatter resistant but with enough hits the whole window was knocked free from the seals.  The window was fairly small and at chest level.  She started to attempt to climb out the window,  she was barely able to squeeze her large bosom through the opening but there was one more obstacle.  Not only was the woman blessed up top, she also was sporting some beautifully wide hips which prevented the rest of her body out of the train.  As the breast was surging toward the woman,  the nipple seemed to be on a mission.  The throbbing rod was approaching its destination,  there was a tunnel under a plaid miniskirt that the nipple was pointing right at.  As the woman struggled she felt a pressure on her nether regions, harder and harder until...there was a scream from the trapped woman, the thick long rod that protracted just entered the stuck woman.  She couldn't believe what just happened but she also was oddly turned on the warm pulsating member throbbed as the breast ran out of room to grow. The penetrated woman felt another odd sensation, it felt like her snatch was rhythmically contracting, but the opposite of that was actually the truth. With each throb the nipple was growing and growing, stretching and widening. Suddenly there was a tremor from the train sized orb, with a scream of extacy the nipple began erupting inside its vessel. The trapped woman looked down to see her once soft flat belly start to fill out with a bump, as the pressure continued it changed to a belly, then she looked like a large beach ball was shoved and fully inflated into her womb.  Another passenger seen the commotion and attempted to stop the invading member,  they grabbed onto the breast with both hands barely able to get a firm grip on the taut skin.  A wet sloppy noise could be heard as it popped free from her Womanhood, but almost as fast as it came out the grip on the massive tit was lost and rammed back into the filled woman again.  The feeling was different this time, it was in her ass.  All of the squeezing and groping triggered another orgasm from the colossal breasted woman,  which triggered the nipples to spray like fire hoses into the trapped woman again. As her size now multiplied by the seconds, her belly surged and she tried screaming but as she opened her mouth milk started fountaining from it.  A fire truck with rescue workers was approaching the rear of the train, the jet streaming out of her mouth Aimed right at the oncoming vehicle with so much force it blew the windshield right into the driver, knocking him unconscious.  The truck still had enough momentum that it hit the front of the milk filled balloon woman.  After she felt the mild collision she looked foreword to see that the flow of milk had ceased spraying from her mouth. There right in front of her, the nozzle mounted to the roof of the truck was wedged in her mouth Stopping the flow of milk.  The other rescue workers exit the vehicle in a panic, and in that panic the switch for the pump was turned on.  Suddenly she felt pressure at both ends, almost instantly her body became round. 10, 20, 30, 40, 50 feet in diameter and just as fast as it started, the growth stopped.  Suddenly dark stretch marks were appearing, darker and longer she was at her limit.  Even that stopped the truck ran out of water and the breast stopped spurting milk.  She lay there in shock as her body was literally at its limit.  The massive breasted woman shifted slightly and the mop handle just barely grazed her clittoris causing a mini orgasm which sent 1 last gallon of milk into the overtaxed container.  With a muffled scream her flesh tore open like a zipper sending thousands of gallons of milky water to the ground. People against the girl's breast rustled and Bernie heard muffled voices carried through her chest. The hard water had stopped unfolding. "Everyone stay still," the doctor ordered. "She's highly unstable. Don't even scratch her or she might still explode!" Everyone stopped moving, waiting for something to happen. "JUST DO IT!" the girl yelled, but Bernie could hardly hear her. From behind him, Bernie felt the rush of air. Emergency crews had managed to open the doors. They were sorry they did. The girl's breasts felt the chance for advancement and pushed everyone out the door that they could, trapping some just beside the doorway. The crew outside, having just been knocked over by a push of ten people or so, looked back at the doorway to see two huge areolae and nipples thrusting themselves out the doorway, filling it entirely. Bernie, trapped beside the door by her breast, was happy not to have her nipple under his chin anymore. "Jesus!" one of the workers commented. They just stood and looked at the sight. Just then, a shriek came from the other side of the car. The girl was coming again. Everyone on the track moved as her nipples pulsed forward a bit and began to jet water again. Over the next thirty minutes, she almost passed out twice from her constant orgasms, but people on the other side of the track kept her awake with smelling salts. By the time she was down to a manageable side, the entire track was flooded and clean-up crews were arriving on the scene. Bernie walked over to her side as they picked her up after her final waking orgasm. She still had basket-ball sided hooters, but she was still coming in her sleep and they continued to spurt water to the tune of her rapid heart rate. An exhausted smile was melted on her face and the paramedics strapped her into the gurney and placed her in the ambulance. The doctor came up beside Bernie and looked on. "She'll be fine. She'll have stretchmarks from hell, but she's be fine. What I want to know is, how did you do that to her?" "It's a long story, and I'm soaked. Get the story from the police after they grill me, OK? Thanks for your help in saving her," Bernie said, exhausted. He walked towards the beckoning officer on the side of the tracks. As he did, his vial fell from his pocket, noticed only by the doctor. Bending down to tie his shoe, the doctor retrieved the vial. With a quick grin, he proceeded towards the ambulance.

Week 6 It was the final week, and that meant it was finally time to go all out. As Chihiro waddled into the office she was forced to grab hold of whatever surface she could to keep herself upright, her legs straining under her weight as she was forced to squeeze her body sideways to fit it through the door, her arms pushed too wide by her breasts and belly to walk in normally. Despite the ordeal, by the time she made it to the chair that protested her company, even as she merely leant on it for support before taking the seat, she was smiling. Over the last week she'd found it harder to walk, whether the weight of her enormous breasts were just too much, or the muscle in her legs had already started to deteriorate under the lack of activity and onslaught of food, she couldn't say, maybe both. Either way she'd been waddling more and more as the week wore on, and she found with the effort she had to put in to try and counteract the constant swaying of her pendulum gut, or how wide she

Week 3 & 4 Before starting her transformation, Chihiro had made a plan of action. She knew that the process would be slow, and so wanted to make the most of it, and also make sure it would be sustainable. As much as she'd planned out how it should go, she'd known she had to go belly first, even if it made her look like a caricature, if something went wrong and she ended up with only 1 change, it had to be her belly for sure. Her legs had been next, since she'd need the support to hold up her blossoming body, from there it was more an order of preference, and Chihiro knew that she wanted to save one of the best until last. When she entered the office on her third week, the witch looked less surprised to see her, but still evidently taken aback by her size. It was far from the only wide eyed look she'd received though, wherever she went people looked at her with confusion and horror, as she waddled her way through the supermarket, not quite relegated to a mobility scooter just yet, but