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Patient 056: Amelia Rodriguez Current experiment: none Latina female Weight: 206 lbs Height: 5'0" Hair: black Eyes: brown Age: 32 Potential experiments: shortstack fat slut Hidden desire: stay at home mother Major turn on: pregnancy, being "used" Enrollment status: was offered a large sum of money, place to live, and meal plan for partaking in tests. Divorced, lost everything, has nowhere else to turn. Will break her Amelia was relieved at the timing of the offer. The medical bed she sat on was big enough her wide fat ass actually fit. She looked down at her naked body, she had been instructed to strip. There was a decent pair of c cup breats over her fat stomach. Her thoughts were interrupted by the medical bed making mechanical noises. The next thing she knew there were robotic tentacles strapping her down to the medical bed. She was spread eagle, on her back, when a pair of high heels echoed down the hallway. An instant feeling of dead filled Amelia as she saw who entered. This tall, curvy, latex clad woman, Amelia recognized her as the girl she had bullied from second grade to high school graduation. How had that stick of a girl become some curvy rich scientist? As Amelia opened her mouth to protest one of the tentacles quickly shoved is way down her throat. "None of that, it's too late to apologize" Morgana said. Amelia began to squirm. She felt cold metal, then pain at the base of her neck. Then several of the monitors began to show her vitals. "Scarab is working. Patient is scared." Morgana declared, to some recording device as she moved to the edge of the bed. Amelia could do noting but watch as Morgana stood over her. "Patient has clearly gained weight from high-school due to refusing to work and sitting on her ass all day while her husband worked two jobs. Oh, wait, ex husband." Morgana declared, gathering up several vials "Despite this she still cheated on him, hoping one of these other men would put a baby in her she could claim was her husband's. Little did she know, she's infertile." As Morgana broke down Amelia's life, Amelia's heart raced, she was terrified. This was something out of a slasher movie, the deranged bully now had her tied up. Was she going to cut limbs off? Torture her? "I'm going to give you exactly what you've always wanted deep down, a ticket to be a whore." A mechanism attached to the scarab on Amelia's neck brought forth an injection line. Morgana made sure to look Amelia in the eyes, smiling as she began injecting serums. Amelia bucked against her bindings, trying to break free as an itchy heat began working down her back. The heat spread through her entire body, as it became painful under her skin. Amelia's bones were being cannibalized. The bindings had to shift as her bones were made smaller, and denser, preparing for the weight she'd need to bear. Her fat was distributed over her shorter body, breasts bloating, ass widening, stomach fattening. Amelia was reduced to a measly three foot four, and her fat being redistributed had her with almost comical curves, still over two hundred pounds. Despite this the painful heat didn't stop, she felt it still working through her body. As the pain caused her to writhe, Amelia became horny. She began to suck on the phallic tentacle in her mouth. "Now what's a breeding slut who can't get pregnant" Morgana began to tease "but no real kids, no. Your body will make eggs, avocado sized. Textured to give you pleasure as you birth them." The tentacle Amelia was sucking began to release a high nutrient paste, the good whore swallowed "Oh and the fun part, there's no limit to how many eggs you'll make. Now, a good whore might take it in the ass as well, so don't worry about that, your body will digest everything, you'll never need to use the restroom again." Amelia barely registered any of this, she just knew that this thing in her mouth was cumming, and she had to suck until it stopped. She needed something between her legs as well. Fuck why was she tied up. She needed to be fucked. The tentacle kept putting out, and her stomach started to bloat. "You're such a good little whore, you'd suck until you popped" Amelia moaned as Morgana placed a hand on the whores bloating stomach. Morgana slid her hand south of the growing dome that was Amelia's stomach. Amelia began to beg through her full mouth, a muffled please escaping after every gulp. Morgana stopped "you're on your own" as all the tentacles released. The first thing Amelia did with her newfound freedom, was begin to finger herself. Her hands exploring deep and fervently into herself. She got closer and closer and closer. But she couldn't get off. She was on the edge, but she just couldn't get over it. She shifted, getting her fingers deeper, hitting her g spot and clit. Nothing. She was riding and edge, and couldn't finish. She sucked the tentacle with all her might, hoping that might get her off, but she simply got more nut paste. "I forgot to mention" Morgana began "you can only get off after a guy's gotten off in you, vaginally or analy. I do have a job offer, I'm setting up a brothel on campus, help relive student stress." Amelia was nodding yes while fingering herself still. Morgana produced a contract, which Amelia quickly signed. Within 10 minutes Amelia's first client was in the room. A freshman, clearly nervous. Amelia tore his pants off before he could even fully get into the room. She began to suck his flaccid member, she needed him hard. It worked, too well. He blew his load into her mouth. After dutifully swallowing she began "who gets off that quick, I need you to fuck me in my pussy!" He started to apologize. The shortstack climbed onto the medical bed, getting on her hands and knees. "I need you fucking me as soon as possible." Amelia stayed on her hands and knees, fervently fingering herself. Her thighs were soaked. The client could resist, he slid a finger into her. Amelia began to moan and shake. Her whole body was quivering, she needed his dick in her. The client continued to finger Amelia, enjoying the noises, enjoying the smell. It was utter agony for Amelia, on the verge, being edged for so long, it was mind numbing. Cries of excitement and relief poured out of Amelia's mouth as she felt the client grab her hips and begin to fuck her. She was so tight, so wet, and throwing all she had back at this guy, getting him as deep as possible. "Please, fuck me, cum in me, deep in me, I need you to breed me!" She began to scream, her entire body shaking and convulsing. He was fucking faster, he was getting close, she needed this, so bad, he tensed. Fucker was holding back, trying to get every possible moment of fucking her, his body on the edge of release, hers basically screaming him to explode. When he finally came, Amelia's mind broke in two. She had never gotten off so hard, never had a climax that ran through her entire body. She felt her limbs go numb, her face hit the medical bed, then she was out like a light. Patient 056: Amelia Rodriguez Current experiment: shortstack whore Latina female Weight: 265 lbs Height: 3'4" Notes: subject has taken to gluttony. When they're not getting fucked they're stuffing their face. Most likely due to an increased demand on her body from the eggs. However she's far outstripping the needed nutrients. Doesn't help that a regular discovered she can't say no to anything phallic and has been feeding her eclairs. Debating about turning her into a goblin. After one week they have a grand total of 42 eggs in their womb, resulting in a stomach the size of twins, which is absolutely massive on her miniscule frame. She'll need a weekly egg extraction, bringing her in for the first one today. Amelia was waddling into the clinic. She could only ever waddle now. It didn't help that her morning client was eclair guy. It was kinda sweet how much food he'd always bring. She knew it was because he just wanted her fatter. It was working, she felt just, huge. All she had that fit were stretchy sundresses that were tight on her body. It didn't help that her stomach was bloated past her knees. She could feel the eggs shifting, ready to come out. When she finally made it to her examination room she realized it was a delivery room. Morgana was waiting. "Look at you" she teased "such a good round little whore. Get in the stirrups." Amelia had to climb to get into the bed. The fabric was stretched see through tight as she climbed, revealing that she wore nothing beneath it. As she settled into the stirrups Amelia felt a sharp twinge as Morgana injected her. As the injection settled Amelia felt the eggs shift, and a deep pain in her pelvis as she completely dialted in the span of thirty seconds. "I've got other appointments, not gonna wait. It'll also be a nurse after today" Morgana stated. Amelia felt the eggs start to move, she was in labor. The first egg started to spread her wide. She felt it inching forth, it was textured, she was loving it. Slowly, steadily, the first egg dropped. Amelia was fairly certain if she didn't have the limit on her getting off the egg would had done it. There was no downtime. The next egg began to move. Each egg as agonizingly pleasurable as the last, each egg diving her wild. Desperately Amelia tried to get any additional pleasure, she began kneading her overgrown tits. Her hands became wet, she was leaking milk. It felt wonderful. Each egg got her closer and closer to a climax that wouldn't come. She hated it, she loved it. She never wanted it to end, but she needed a cock in her. Egg after egg, bit by bit, she was edged. For an hour as all the eggs were birthed she was edged. It was an excruciating amount of pleasure. She wanted it to end. The last egg dropped, and Amelia began to beg "Please, please, I need TO be fucked, I need to get off, PLEASE!" Morgana watched as Amelia was writhing. The whore was in so much pleasure it hurt. She hadn't suffered enough. Amelia's hands were at her sides, she was letting the edging die down, letting the pleasure fade. Clamps slammed into place, holding Amelia down. Morgana strapped a Hitachi onto Amelia's leg, directly on the clit. "Please, no, I can't taaaaaaaa......." Amelia's begging was cut off by the Hitachi starting. As Amelia writhed Morgana continued to work. "I've decided to make you a goblin. I'm also going to double the size of your eggs. You'll need to come in once a week to birth them all." Amelia barely registered the pain of the needles. She felt her skin tingle. Morgana watched as Amelia's skin turned a dark green and her ears grew long and floppy. Amelia's eyes grew bigger, some of her teeth turning to fans. She because a comical porn goblin. More agonizing pleasure began to fill Amelia as Morgana filled her with a vibrator, and a string of anal beads. Amelia barely noticed as she was moved into her brothel room, and left tied to the bed. "Your next appointment should be in about an hour, enjoy the ride" Amelia lost track of time. She was tied to her fuck bed, moaning, screaming, in agonizing pleasure. When was her next client? She could barely think through the haze. Fuck it was supposed to be that feeder guy again. She remembered him saying something about "offloading extra stock" and a real treat. As soon as she heard the door open she began to beg "Fuck me, please, I need you to fuck me" she saw the feeder enter. Fuck. He could see how desperate she was, and decided to take advantage. A phallic hose was placed in Amelia's mouth. She instinctually began to suck, the tip releasing a thick sugary icing. She saw this man lift the keg of icing and hang it to a mounting hook over her bed. Then another, and another, and another. Four kegs, each about 5 gallons, hung over her bed. "I was gonna see how much I could get you to eat, but, based on your predicament, I'm not fucking you till you eat it all." There was far too much excitement in his voice. He attached all four kegs to the hose. It was sickeningly sweet, thick, and grainy buttercream. Vanilla and chocolate. Apparently the kegs were pressurized, making it easier to drink the icing as it was basically being pumped into her. He stomach began to hurt, all she knew was that she needed to drain these tanks. She didn't knew if she even could. It's not like she could stop, she'd drink until she popped if it meant this guy would fuck her. There was a cool sensationon her tummy, the feeder was rubbing a lotion into her rounding gut. It soothed the pain, she felt her stomach relax, it became easier to drink. Faster, she needed to be done faster. With all her might she began to swallow as much as possible. Time still meant nothing, she was purely in the moment, and the moment said drink. The phallic tube ran dry. She spat it out "Fuck me now" she demanded. Her stomach was bloated and massive. Bigger than she was tall. The feeder couldn't get to her soaked pussy past it. Her bindings were undone, aa she was rolled onto her stomach. Barely her toes made contact with the bed. The feeder grabbed her fat hips, pulled out the vibrator, and began to fuck the goblin ball. Her body was rolling back and forth on her massive stomach, as she was begging this man to finish inside her. Lucky, getting filled past bursting had done it fur this guy, he got about six thrusts in before Nutting. Aa soon as her pussy registered it was filled with cum, Amelia's body climaxed. It was a full body climax accompanied by feral moans. Wave after wave, it had been delayed for so long, it spread through her everything. By the time it finally ended, the feeder was gone, and Amelia was exhausted. In the morning she'd register she passed out. Patient 056: Amelia Rodriguez Current experiment: shortstack goblin whore Latina female Weight: 326 lbs Height: 3'4" Notes: subject is getting too large to move. Between the eggs, and her own renewed gluttony she's getting too fat for her small frame. Egg pregnancies have caused the subject to begin lactation, constant pumping has spiked her appetite. Subject will be hoisted into position and made a public glory hole. She'll never need to move again. As Amelia woke up, she attempted to shift her body. She couldn't. As she slowly came to consciousness she realized she was suspended on the air, harnesses and straps across her body, but none on her stomach. Looking around she raises she was in some kind of glass cage. She could see she was in the middle of campus. Behind she saw that she was built into a wall. Her ankles, hands, and ass were held in such a way that anyone on the other side could easily access her asshole and pussy. She started to get wet. There were pumps on her nipples, they started to churn, her over inflated tits full to bursting with milk. Someone smacked her ass. She yelped, then began wiggling her hips as much as possible, trying to invite them in. A monitor sprang to life in her view, she realized it was showing the other side of her wall. Morgana was there, waving at all 4 cameras. Getting a sick look Amelia realized there was at least a room around her backside as well. There was a monitor over her ass, so people could see her face. The wall had all kinds of readouts and buttons she couldn't get a good look at. Amelia watched as Morgana gathered several toys from the wall, and began inserting them into Amelia's exposed body. The butt plug was huge, and the g spot vibrator felt amazing. Morgana stood away from the wall, behind a yellow line on the floor. Next thing Amelia knew the whole room was shifting. She was face to face with Morgana, her pussy full and on display. The back half of the room felt bigger. There were lounge chairs, the walls covered with toys, very comfortable. "You were going to be too fat to move soon anyways. A fat horny blob unable to do anything. I just made it easier for people to use you." Morgana stated, before hitting several switches on the wall. Amelia was spun back around, a tube decended and Amelia instinctually grabbed the phallic end into her mouth. It was her breakfast, pumped into her, dense and calorie rich. She couldn't bring herself to stop. It tasted fake, like a processed cupcake, but she kept sucking. It felt good settling into her stomach. Pumps attached themselves to her leaking tits. There was no foreplay as she felt someone ram themselves into her. She barely had time to react, the pump in her mouth was removed, Amelia protested. Feeling the dick in her she realized how wet she was, how horny. All at once this three pump chump blew a load into her. Nowhere close to cumming herself she felt the dick remove itself her pussy dripping cum. They had left her, Horny, wanting more. A realization sat on her. She wouldn't be able to prep herself, get herself close to climax so that when a chump came she'd get off as well. Fuck. The food dick was still right there, within feeding distance. She took it into her mouth. All she really could do was eat. Time started to fade as she simply just drank. As a weight started to fill her stomach, as she felt it expanding, it started to get pleasurable. Food was becoming her foreplay. See could eat herself close so that when the next chump came by she could get off. Then a new sensation, a pair of pumps on her leaking tits. It was pleasure, she took it. Her stomach was painfully full when the next chump came by. She was soaking wet for him, the pumps helping with foreplay. He lasted a whole five minutes, which was just enough for her to get off. The climax felt, different. It left her wanting more. It sucked.  How painfully full she was hit home, the restraints tight against her body. She could think again. There were people outside her window, looking in. She realized she liked it. Fuck, she was enjoying being on display. Someone started to caress her ass. Instinctually she began to wiggle for them. The caressing turned into a hand on each of her ass cheeks, gently rubbing mixed with groping. Someone was taking time to play with her massive ass, she'd do anything for them. Moaning in pleasure she felt herself getting wet. The cool sensation of lube hit her asshole. Her curiosity of what was going to be shoved in her ass was soon answered. The long, thick, plug began to ease is way past her cheeks. It was amazing. Upon feeling the guard pop into place, her bound legs began to shake. Two new sensations began to radiate from her asshole. The plug began to vibrate as it started to spew something cold into her. She felt the concoction spreading into her, filling her. Then the wall shifted, and she was looking face to dick with the feeders hard on. He was within dick sucking range. She reached for it stuff her tongue, the top just out of reach. Her open mouth was filled with an eclair. She sucked down the treat, and was rewarded with another, and another, and another. It was pointless to count, or to beg for less, her painfully full stomach would just have to take it. A daze settled, a mix of pain and pleasure, fueled by sugar and sex. Veins jittery, stomach so full it pressed into the wall, a pussy so drenched her thighs were soaked. It took her a minute to realize she wasn't being fed. "Fuck me, please" the words fell from her mouth before she realized she was even speaking. She looked to the feeder, her begging eyes wide, her goblin ears back. There was greed in his eyes. Fuck. He grabbed the feeding tube, and removed the phallic end. A mix of terror and excitement filled her as he went to the wall of toys. She moaned, the butt plug still pumping away. He returned with a dildo in each hand. Each was huge, easily a foot long, girthy, and textured. One of the large dicks was attached to the pump, instinctually Amelia opened her mouth. As she took the tip, the feeder forced the entire thing deep into her throat. Before she could protest he secured a strap around her head, keeping it in place. The wall spun as the hose began to pump. All she could taste was the chocolate flavor on the dick, but she felt the massive toy shuddering and pulsing as it pumped directly into her already over full stomach. She knew what was coming next, and braced herself as the butt plug was replaced with the massive phallus. She was being filled from both ends, every second pushing her farther than she thought possible. Whe he finally eased his dick into her she practically exploded with delight. He was taking his time though, letting the pumps fill her even more. It started to hurt, her stomach hurt, it was being stretched too tight. She felt her body straining. A synthetic voice filed the room "subject is beyond safe capacity, initiate rapid digestion" before a needle was stabbed into her fat ass. The pressure in her stomach began to ease immediately, as her body began rapidly digesting. The feeling of literally growing fatter beneath him drove the feeder over the edge, allowing Amelia's body to release a torrent of built up pleasure. Wave after wave radiated from her, pleasure overtaking her senses, soon overtaken by release. She vaguely registered things were still pumping into her as she fell asleep. The first thing Amelia felt when she woke up was heavy. The feeder had left the phallic pumps in her, even asleep her body had still been sucking. Not only that the pumps had continued to suck away at her tits. As her surroundings came into focus she saw Morgana, clad in latex, standing in front of her. "Good first day" she started, attaching several syringes to the scarab. "That feeders taken a liking to you, and I love how you look as a fat fucking cow" Amelia winced as her blood ran hot from the cocktail of meds. The heat spread through her, igniting her pussy with desire. "Five stomachs, like a proper cow" was all Morgana said before she left. A huge phallic beast was eased into her pussy. It was textured, long, and spreading her. The best shuddered, and started to spew something into her. The wall spun, and once again the feeder was there, an ungodly amount of pastries in the room. She wanted it. All of it. Her eyes begging, as he smiled.

Dear Mind, You have been in pain. You cannot seem to make a decision on your next steps. I've been frustrated by your inability to let go of the past. I'll admit I've played my part in harming you with pressure and put downs. Please forgive me for I truly want our peace, I am guilty of losing my patience. I will work harder at understanding your process. At listening to your plans and executing them accordingly. I trust in your ability to make logical decisions. Sincerely yours, heart Dear Heart, You are reckless, irrational, ridiculous and dramatic. I can't seem to find the logic in your whims. However, your choices are exciting and memorable. Your passion puts me in awe. It still unsettles me; I can't seem to follow how you have come up with your decisions. I am lost and unsure. I would politely request for your comfort and reassurance. Sincerely yours, Mind Dear Mind, Of course, I would give you comfort and reassurance. I care for you even when I am antsy about where we are