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No. 38
Later once more…
Back at their apartment, Lin was beginning to panic.
“This can’t be happening, it has to be a dream or something…that’s it, I must have fallen asleep…I can’t be swelling up like this!”
But if it was a dream, it was the most realistic she had ever experienced. To make matters worse, it was starting to spread. The warmth and filling sensation was moving upwards, to her belly, what she had worked so hard to keep flat and toned, now beginning to grow soft. She could see it, a gentle dome, lifting her shirt up and poking out. Her soft belly grew slowly, like bread dough, slowly pushing against her pants, flowing over in a muffin top. Lin pressed against it, trying, in some desperate way, to squeeze it back down, but it kept on swelling, bulging against her hands, her pudgy potbelly squishing around her fingers. Her hips were filling those pants as well, and as her thighs swelled, she could feel her pants getting tighter, constricting her legs. It was starting to get hard to move, and her pants were starting to get painful.
“God…gotta get these off...before I’m cut in half!”
Lin gasped as a sudden growth surge had her pants let out a creak. She tried to unbutton them, but the pressure of her belly was just too high to get them undone. Her swelling body solved the problem for itself though, when with a pop and a ping, her button broke and flew across the room. Her belly swelled forward, like it was happy to be released from the tight prison, and Lin looked down, words failing her as her feet were slowly being blocked from view. It wasn’t just her belly either; her chest was beginning to swell. There was a line of cleavage that she had never seen before as her boobs swelled outwards against her t-shirt, stretching it and squeezing her new tits together. Lin gave her growing chest a poke, and sucked in a little gasp of pleasure. They jiggled softly after her poke, her nipples rubbing against the fabric of her t-shirt. A tearing sound snapped her out of her pleasure, and she looked down, or tried to. Her boobs were the size of grapefruits and swelling rapidly, like a pair of flesh colored water balloons, huge and heavy. Lin wasn’t sure how much longer her small shirt could hold on. Already the pressure of her growing tits was pushing against her chest, making it hard to breathe; every breath seemed to make her shirt give out creaking noises. Louder pops were heard on her next breath, and Lin could feel cool air flowing into her shirt from the ripped seams.
Lin tried to feel the seams, but every movement caused more ripping, until with a sigh, Lin flexed her chest, the ruined garment tearing open and hanging on only by the collar. Frowning, she pulled it over her head with a loud rip and tossed it onto the floor. Lin wrapped her arms around herself in an attempt to cover her chest, now the size of cantaloupes and still swelling slowly. Her pants were starting to get uncomfortably tight, her thighs and hips stretching the cloth to skin tightness. They were so tight she could barely move her legs, and had to walk in a shuffling waddle.
“I’ve gotta sit down, try to get these off…” Lin waddled to the couch, and tried to sit, but a loud rip froze her. She clasps her hands to her butt, and felt the rip in the cloth, groaning as the tearing sound continued, her huge soft ass pushing open the rip wider. Cursing under her breath she grabbed at the tear and pulled, ripping it open at the seams. Lin’s butt squeezed out and she sat down to struggle out of her pants. It seemed impossible to get the pants off in one piece, her thighs had to be twice their old size. Lin grimaced, and tried to pull them off, wiggling on the couch like a snake trying to shed its old skin.
Lin hissed though her clenched teeth, “Damn it, move!” Her pants were stuck on the curve of her enormous butt, squishing down the fat and slowly inching downwards. With an almost audible pop, they finally overcame the curve of her ass, and Lin could peel the skintight pants off. She tossed them aside and lay back on the couch.
“I’ve gotta think this though…this is just impossible.” Lin prodded the huge dome of her stomach, the size of a beachball. It felt real, warm and slightly squishy. The view was being blocked by her breasts, though, if she watched them carefully she could still see them swelling.
She could feel her panic rising as she grew, her body getting rounder and heavier with every passing moment. She couldn’t even imagine what she looked like now, a cartoon or something, some kind of over inflated balloon girl, all boobs and belly and butt.
“I have to stop growing sometime…I mean…” Lin gave a nervous laugh. “I can’t keep on growing, right?”
“Lin? I’m home! You here?”
Lin’s miserable thoughts about her swelling body were brought down to earth with crashing speed as she heard Chris’s voice. A million thoughts ran though her head, ‘He’s gonna leave me, I’m huge, What am I going to do, Go away, Help me, I don’t know what’s happening!’ as she tried to stand. Her new weight made it difficult though, and her new center of gravity made it hard to not fall over. ‘Just one foot in front of the other…I can’t even see my feet!’ Lin thought, the sound of Chris struggling with the door and the slam that told her he was inside, just a few steps away.
“Own!” Lin yelped as she stepped on something hard, and jerked her foot back. The quick movement overbalanced her, and with a cry, she fell forward with a loud thud.
“Lin? Was that you? Are you ok?” The concern in Chris’s voice made a part of Lin smile, but it was overshadowed by her struggles to stand.
‘Gotta hide…’ she thought, ‘I can’t let him see me like this!’
“Lin? Are you…what…Lin? Is…is that you?” Chris’s shocked voice came, as Lin looked up, red with embarrassment and anger.
“Yes it’s me, now help me up! Get me over to the couch, I don’t think I can move much…”
A few minutes had past by, and Lin was sitting on the couch, wrapped in a bed sheet that Chris couldn’t help noticing was getting harder to cover her.
“And then you came home, and I fell…” Lin sniffed, a few tears rolling down her face.
“And now you’ll want to break up or something cause I’m so huge and fat, I don’t know what happened, please Chris, help me…”
“Lin, come on…” Chris reached over and took her hand gently. “You know I’d never leave you. I don’t care if you’re a hundred pounds or five hundred. I just wish I knew why you…um…got bigger…” A guilty look passed over Chris’s face as he thought back in the day.
“What was that? I know that look Chris!” Lin’s eyes narrowed, the high spirits and hot emotions that had attracted Chris in the first place surfacing. “That’s your guilt look! What do you know?”
“Nothing! I mean…It’s not possible, no, there’s gotta be another explanation.”
“Look at me!” Lin shouted, throwing the bed sheet open revealing her huge body. It defied description, but the words that you would use would be round. Her belly was the largest part of her by far, sticking out far enough that she couldn’t even reach her arms halfway along it. Lin’s breasts were resting on top, the size of beachballs, resting on the massive dome of her stomach. “I’m huge! I can feel myself still getting bigger, so don’t tell me about impossible!”
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