Warning: this story contains slime girls, expanding butts and bosoms, and sex stuff- and if you already read Part I, none of that should be a surprise.  Nonetheless, if that’s not something you’re interested in, look elsewhere; if this is what you’ve been waiting for, then by all means, Good Reader, do venture on.

 

Paid in Full, Part II

 

By: Kodos

 

            I sat at the kitchen table trying to figure out what to do, listening to the sound of Joanna's newly-heavy footsteps in the bedroom above, then the muted twang of springs as she flopped into bed to get some rest.

 

            The last twenty four hours had been unreal.  First one of the strangers had showed up to rent our spare bedroom, and then between last night and earlier this morning, she had somehow- and I won't even pretend to understand how it even works- filled my slender girlfriend until she had a pair of breasts so large that they hung to her navel and left her with all her measurements from the waist down triple what they'd been before, which mostly explained why I was still sitting in the kitchen naked, the scent of Joanna's sweat still clinging to my skin.

 

            No one knew where the strangers had come from, and aside from the fact that people who treated them badly tended to mysteriously disappear after a visit from the government, but Joanna and I had learned that our new housemate, Reyna, seemed perfectly polite and friendly, almost impossibly naive about basic human customs, deeply polite and appreciative for us allowing her to rent our room, and that she seemed to be in the habit of expressive her gratitude by grabbing Joanna, kissing her passionately, and forcing the more sensitive regions of her body to blossom into ever more ample proportions, and that the longer she stayed with us, the greater the accumulated, um, magnitude of these changes was sure to become.

 

            And that was where the problem lay.  Joanna, as much as she had obviously enjoyed having herself blown up into the caricature of a pinup girl (and the adventures in bed that swiftly came after), was quite adamant that she was already more than voluptuous enough to satisfy her after Reyna's most recent display of gratitude, while I- well, I was still kind of sorting myself out.  On one hand, the last thing I wanted was for anything to make the woman I loved unhappy, on the other- well, I'd never really chased after girls with massive boobs, huge asses and obscenely plump thighs, but watching Reyna filling Joanna up like that, and then the way she cried and begged for more when I took her afterwards- I just couldn't keep myself from fantasizing about seeing it happen again, the sight of this glistening green outsider seizing Joanna and filling her until- until what?  Until her breasts were bigger than ripe watermelons?  Bigger than yoga balls?  I knew that she'd probably be miserable being stuck with such a sensually oversaturated figure; her back was already giving her trouble from the weight of the impressive rack she was already obliged to bear, and yet I couldn't deny that I wanted her at least a little bit larger before I was going to be completely satisfied.

 

            Of course, the fact that I was having no luck at figuring out how to warn Reyna off from giving my stunningly-stacked girlfriend more of the same treatment without risking giving offense that we could scarcely afford to offer suggested that, at least for the short-term, Joanna might just have to get used to gaining a few cup sizes a day, and that any shorts she ordered should probably have a lot of stretch in them if she expected to be able to pull them up over her broadening hips and well-fed derriere.

 

            At any rate, I was feeling more than a little tired myself, so I pulled on the pair of boxers I had earlier discarded, made my way upstairs, and collapsed into bed next to Joanna.  She was wearing only an oversized nightshirt, her fulsome bosom spilling out in front of her on the mattress as she lay on her side, rising and subsiding gently as she breathed, her hips resting at an awkward-looking angle now that they were several inches wider than before, and if not for the fact that she was snoring gently and already fast asleep I would have been tempted to see if she was up for a little more fun, but even as I mused on whether it was worth trying to wake her up, I found myself drifting off as well.

 

           

 

            When I awoke, it was early afternoon, and Joanna had already gotten up.  I could hear the shower going across the hall; I got out of bed and quietly made my way to the hall, I could see the bathroom door was open, steamy from the shower warming the cool air as I came nearer, hoping to catch my buxom girlfriend unawares.  At the very least, she'd be quite a sight, all wet and naked and soaping, and since she'd gotten a few hours of rest after our morning's fun, maybe she'd be up for a little bit-                      

 

            As I reached the bathroom door; the shower curtain was drawn back all the way, revealing a curvy figure, lost in the pleasures of a hot shower on her bare green body.  An apology caught in my throat as Reyna turned to meet my gaze and smiled pleasantly.

 

            “Oh, I'm- ah, sorry, I thought you were- you were, um, going to be back later and- uh, that she was in here instead and-” I stammered, almost tripping as I retreated back into the hall.

 

            “Wait, you don't need to leave,” Reyna called sweetly, leaning out of the shower, her full breasts hanging from her chest like a pair of ripe melons, “It isn't like you've never see me bare before.  Please, come back; I'd like to talk.”

 

            “Um, okay,” I agreed doubtfully, leaning back around the doorframe and glancing cautiously at Reyna, who made no effort to cover up, and was in fact rubbing her slick bosom, noticeably more ample than it had been when she left this morning, with obvious delight, “So, ah, where's Joanna?”

 

            “Oh, she is down on the couch, watching your television and consuming food,” Reyna explained, “I finished my work for the morning earlier than I projected, and I came back here to soak myself.  She said it was okay for me to take as much of this water as I wanted, you don't mind, do you?”

 

            “What? Oh, no, not at all,” I said, noticing how despite the shower curtain being left open, there was much less water on the floor than I would have expected, “Do you not get to take many showers where you come from?”

 

            “Where I come from, everything pleasing is far more scarce than it is here,” Reyna said with a sigh, “There is enough that few among us do not have enough, but here it is so abundant- I do not think even a queen can enjoy such flood as you have here any time you want it, and oh, but I do appreciate your mate's being willing to share it with me so freely.”

 

            “Yeah, there's nothing quite like a long shower after a hard day,” I said, trying to act like this was a completely normal conversation to be having right now, “It really helps work out the kinks so you can relax.”

 

            “But I do not have any kinks; I am mostly the same all throughout,” Reyna protested politely, closing her eyes as she languidly stroked her fertile hips, “But I think I know what you mean.  I feel like after a few hours walking around your city, all sorts of little bothersome things get worked into my body- little bits of dry leaves and broken-up plants that float around in the air, the smell of electric batteries, that substance that some of your women put in their hair- by the time I get back here I feel like my body is just thick with it all, so many strange smells and rough-edged chemicals.  Rinsing them from my substance just makes me feel so much cleaner, so alive.”

 

            “Well, that's not so much different than how it goes for us,” I said, stepping into the bathroom and feeling a little more at ease, “Maybe we're not so very different after all.”

 

            “Mmm, but there is one thing a shower gives me that I do not think it gives you,” Reyna said with a giggle, “Don't tell me you haven't noticed the changes while we've been talking.”

 

            “Wait- you mean you're-?” I faltered, realizing why there wasn't much water on the bathroom floor at all, “You're soaking it up?”

 

            “Yes, just like a sponge!” Reyna beamed, turning slowly in place to show a figure already at least as voluptuous as she had already rendered Joanna, “It's such a rare treat, feeling my body growing heavy with water like this, so soft and rich and warm.  Of course, if I stay in here much longer, I'll put on too much weight to perform my job- the others would think it impudent for one of my low place to go out in public so decadently stout as I am fast becoming.”

 

            “Oh, well, I'm sorry they think way,” I offered, watching while Reyna's generous curves swelled larger with every drop that struck her lime-colored body, her breasts already hanging down to her waist and her hips at least a couple inches broader than Joanna's, “I mean, I think you look just fine if- you know- this is how you enjoy being.”

 

            “Oh, and how do you enjoy me?” Reyna asked with a smile, suddenly making me feel very aware that all I had on was a pair of boxer shorts, “I have noticed that here a woman can boast whatever kind of a figure she desires without regardless of her rank, so tell me, how big is too big by the standards of your kind?”

 

            Without waiting for an answer, the opened the faucets up as far as they could go, and the sound of water spattering against the tiles of the shower nearly vanished as Reyna willed herself to absorb every drop that touched her jade-hued body.

 

            As I stared, transfixed, feeling vaguely guilty for enjoying such a show, Reyna billowed beneath the cascade of warm water.  Her breasts swelled as she soaked it all up, fattening as they bulged out from her glistening body, hanging lower and lower as their weight increased.  They were larger than her head already, and each second that passed only left them more enticingly enlarged, their firmness steadily giving way as they began to behave more like a pair of overfilled water balloons, soft and straining with their own weight as Reyna lovingly caressed them.

 

            Her hips blossomed out to increasingly plentiful proportions as well; already full and fertile in the extreme; their curves grew more and more lush until I wondered if she'd be able to fit through the bathroom door after a few more minutes of such treatment.  Reyna turned away from the showerhead, letting its torrent fall against her back, striking her yielding form with a muffled staccato pap-pap-pap, as her body drank it up, her pert and bouncy bottom rapidly ballooning as it soaked up the cascading torrent, first larger than Joanna's, and soon more breathtaking than that of any woman I had ever seen under four hundred pounds.  As she squeezed her plush hips so luxuriantly I half wondered if she had forgotten I was even there, Reyna sighed and the nourishing waters fed her lower still, her sleek, shimmering thighs growing more saturated as well.  Already thicker than her waist, they billowed outwards as gallon after gallon flowed into her receptive body, wobbling submissively as Reyna allowed herself to absorb more and more.  The water penetrated lower and lower into Reyna's body, her jigglesome thighs spilling out opulently over her knees, and then her calves beginning to bloat up just like the rest of her, first shapely, then lush, then so deliciously full that I wondered if she was going to be able to walk after much more of this self-inflicted impletion.

 

            “Mmm, I love the way the water fills me up- it's so warm I could just stand under it for hours,” Reyna giggled, breaking the hypnotic spell her expanding figure had cast on me as she looked down at her magnificently enlarged physique, “And it makes me feel so deliciously large, even more than feasting on the delicacies of your world- it makes me so very soft, so bottom-heavy- I think I would die of embarrassment if one of the others caught me in this condition.   But here, I asked you to tell me when I was getting too big to be attractive to you, and here you stand silent; how vast must I become before my body is too much to hold your interest?”

 

            “Oh, uh- this is good- just like you are now,” I hastily explained, realizing that my boxer's were doing a very poor job concealing just how interesting Reyna's performance had been, “I mean, you were perfectly nice when you were just as big as Joanna and well, you know, if you really wanted to stay in the shower for longer, I'm sure you'd still be- you know- very attractive.”

 

            “Well, if I stay here much longer, I'm going to need your help to squeeze through the door when I'm finished,” Reyna said with a laugh, and indeed, her hips were very nearly as wide as the shower, and I realized with a start that while I had been watching her lower half expand, her breasts had swollen nearly to the size of beachballs, hanging ponderously against her soft body, “Here, I think I have had more than enough enjoyment to sate me for right now; perhaps I'd better go to my room and just bathe in the warmth and the suppleness of my body for a while.  Besides, if I soak up much more, my legs are going to become too soft to support my weight, and I'm sure that if I was stuck just laying on your bathroom floor, too fat and jiggly to move you wouldn't have the first idea what to do with me.”

           

            And with that, Reyna smiled, turned off the water, and swayed past me on the way back to her room, her bloated form brushing against me as she squeezed through the bathroom door, her curves still full and bewitchingly round, despite how suggestively jiggly her entire figure now was, moving as if she were little more than three hundred pounds of barely-contained jelly.

 

            Still a little numb from what I'd just witnessed, I made my way downstairs, where I discovered Joanna lounging on the couch, an XXL t-shirt adequately containing her plush bosom and a pair of yoga pants stretched stitch-poppingly tight over her fulsome hips and behind.  She was half watching the news- it appeared that a semi driver had run into one of the strangers at a truck stop, who had offered her a suitcase full of gold in exchange for her tanker full of maple syrup- though Joanna seemed more interested in putting away what looked like an entire bag of freshly cooked pizza rolls, rubbing her modest belly placidly as she stuffed herself.

 

            “Oh, hey there; you're up too,” Joanna said as she noticed me, before glancing lower and arching an eyebrow, “Wow, you really are up- please tell me that Reyna wasn't trying to seduce you or something.”

 

            “What? No, nothing like that, at least I don't think so,” I insisted, wishing there was something I could stand behind right now, “I just, uh, well, I thought I heard you in the shower and instead it was Reyna and she wanted to talk and I didn't want to be rude, so um, I kind of saw her for a while when she was-”

 

            “Wet and naked?” Joanna asked, just acidly enough that I couldn't tell if she was genuinely angry or just messing with me.

 

            “Ah, yeah, both those things, like most people when they're in the shower,” I said, trying to make it sound like no big deal, “And also she was, well- growing; just soaking the water up before it could hit the floor.  You might want to watch out; she's pretty big right now.”

 

            “Oof, that makes two of us,” Joanna sighed, rolling over awkwardly and stroking her belly, “I know I haven't really put on that much weight because of her, but I feel like an absolute whale lately.”

 

            “Well, she did pump a fair bit into you since last night,” I said, glancing at the half-empty bowl of pizza rolls, “and I guess all those new pounds need calories to keep up.”

 

            “Ugh, and that's just how I've been feeling since I woke up,” Joanna sighed as she tried to heave herself upright on the couch, finally succeeding on her third attempt, “I just feel so hungry.  And heavy and lazy- mmh, and horny.”

 

            “Well, you want some help with that last one?” I offered, coming around to her side of the sofa.

 

            “Oh, don't tempt me right now,” Joanna said, wincing as she struggled to stand up, “My back is just killing me right now; carrying around these bloated jugs is something I'll need some time to get used to, that and the fact that whenever I sit down I feel like I'm four inches higher than I'm used to.  Did you say Reyna was done with the shower?  Maybe some time under the hot water will help me work out a little of the tension.”

 

            “Yeah, last I saw her she was headed for her room,” I told my girlfriend, “You want me to check upstairs and make sure the coast is clear before you go?”

 

            “What, and give you another chance to watch that oversized siren jiggling around the house?” she teased, “I think I can find the shower without any help right now, thank you very much.  I just hope she left me some hot water.”

 

            And, just like Reyna a few minutes before, Joanna pushed past me, her well-padded form warm and inviting against me, as she made her way up the stairs, breathing heavily as she leaned on the banister for support.

 

            A minute later, I heard the clatter of curtain rings as she stepped into the shower, then the soft patter of water on sea-blue tiles while I sat down on the couch and helped myself to a few pizza rolls.  And about a minute after that, I heard Joanna let out a shriek that sent me running up the stairs to see what was the matter.  By the time I reached the top, Reyna was already standing in the bathroom door, the bathroom light tinted green as it passed through her translucent body, apologizing profusely to my girlfriend.

 

            “I'm so sorry- I did not think you'd mind,” Reyna confessed, “Your mate seemed comfortable talking with me while I was in your shower, and since I began to dwell here I have noticed you often wear very few clothes when I am present.”

 

            “It's okay, Reyna, I didn't mean to scream,” Joanna sighed from inside the shower, “I just, well- I wasn't expecting you to just barge in like this and it just surprised me is all.  I'm not mad or anything and- damn, he wasn't kidding- you really have gotten enormous!”

 

            “Oh, you mean how engorged the water has made my breasts?” Reyna asked candidly, cupping her full, quiversome bosom eagerly as she stepped closer to the shower, “There is something about feeling myself becoming so heavy, so cumbersome that is extremely stimulating for me.  In fact, if I understand human reactions correctly, your mate very much enjoyed the sight of me swelling up as well.  Here- let me share some of it with you-”

 

            “Wait, um, no- I couldn't!” Joanna protested, almost slipping on the wet shower floor as she retreated to the far corner of the shower, her wet, swollen breasts wobbling enticingly as she tried to shield herself from Reyna's advance, “I mean, thank you, but I couldn't ask you to give up even more of yourself for me- what kind of a self-absorbed hostess would I be to expect more after you've already shared so much with me?”

 

            “Oh, but gaining it back is so easy for me here- everywhere I turn there is such abundant food, fresh water everywhere, while it seems that a full and desirable figure is much more difficult for your kind to come by, while I can give you so much in just a few minutes,” she reasoned, stepping into the shower with my girlfriend; already beginning to grow again as the water pattered against her green figure, “I know how much these new changes to your body have brought you much pleasure already; let me share a little more.  Besides, you are as naked as I am right now- you don't need to worry about damaging your clothes, and I will not need to worry very much about holding myself back.”

 

            Joanna tried to push past her, but slipped on wet floor, falling headlong towards the door.  In one swift motion, Reyna caught her, pulled her upright, then wrapped her plump arms around her and drew her in for a kiss.  Watching both of them in profile, I realized just how much bigger Reyna was than my girlfriend, how much her pliable body had absorbed.  Her and Joanna's breasts were squeezed between their glistening bodies, wet and spilling out between them as Joanna struggled helplessly- her eyes went wide as Reyna began to pour herself down Joanna's throat once more.

 

            A split second later, Joanna's already luscious ass began to billow outward.  As Reyna held her close against the overpowering voluptuousness of her own body, she pumped my girlfriend's figure fuller with naive abandon.  After a few scant seconds, Joanna's well-padded rump swelled out a couple inches beyond its prior impressive dimensions, wobbling all the more bewitchingly as she weakly tried to free herself from Reyna's amplifying embrace.  Reyna glanced at me, winked, and then threw herself back against the far wall of the shower, giving me a spectacular view as she forced my girlfriend to attain even more breathtaking proportions.

 

            From behind her, I could see Joanna's womanly hips were already far too broad for anything in her wardrobe to contain, and without needing to worry about destroying said wardrobe, Reyna was filling them out at a spectacular rate.  Joanna's waist was barely any wider than it had been the day before; it was all the more entrancing to watch as her figure expanded from calendar pinup girl to huge-hipped cartoon housewife, her rounded, yielding hips swelling out improbably from her modest middle, her ass, now nearing two and a half feet across, swayed and rolled as her will to resist evaporated; her hands, no longer grasping desperately at Reyna's arms, wandering lower as she began to explore her own blossoming endowments, grabbing overflowing handfuls of her ravishing behind, which now blossomed out impressively just below her still-slender back.

 

            I knew I should do something, speak up, pull Joanna away, anything- I knew she had felt self-conscious about becoming so large already and that any chance my girlfriend had of being able to go out in public without causing a scene was slipping away with each second that Reyna continued to pour herself into Joanna's extravagant and growing curves.  I tried to convince myself that this was best for both of us, that no matter how polite and unworldly Reyna seemed, crossing her could only have disastrous consequences, but no sooner had I consoled myself with this thought than I knew it was a convenient lie.  It might have been a compelling reason to stand by while Reyna filled my girlfriend to the point where she'd have trouble stuffing herself into any car without a bench seat ever again, but the real reason I was standing still was that I wanted to let this happen.  The sight of Joanna being pumped fuller and fuller until her dimpled thighs all but disappeared in the shadow of her billowing behind was almost too arousing to endure, and the idea of sharing a house with a woman who very much desired my attention while also being built like an overblown fertility idol was simply too tempting to resist, no matter what complications arose with Joanna's ever-more-buoyant figure.

 

            I realized that while I had been distracted Reyna had been filling up Joanna's legs as well.  Her sleek thighs swelled in competition with her ravishing hips; from her knees to her ankles she was thickening with reckless speed, growing more staggeringly bottom-heavy with each passing moment.  My girlfriend had already been generously-cushioned, but now as I watched, her thighs were positively inflating, as if desperate to reach the same degree of bewitching overfullness as her jigglesome behind.  In just a few seconds their girth exceeded her waist, pale and tremulous as Reyna filled Joanna with more and more.  A few moments longer and their magnificent opulence began to rival the rest of her overblown curves, thighs suddenly spilling out wider than her hips, so full and fat that they crowded her luscious rear for room, taut skin glistening against the falling water, Joanna's plumped-up rump roughly forced to ride higher, a quivering shelf jutting out from her comparatively slender waist, bulging further and further behind her, inch by inch as Reyna poured herself into my helpless girlfriend.

 

            Joanna looked ready to collapse; her lush legs trembling beneath her burgeoning bulk, knees threatening to buckle if compelled to support any more than they were already burdened with.  Her hands grasped hopelessly at her billowing backside, and her muffled cries were steadily growing towards panic.  At last Reyna, whether out of pity or because she had delivered enough weight into my defenseless lover to suit her own needs for now, pulled away.  Joanna collapsed against the shower wall as Reyna slipped past her, my girlfriend cautiously finding her way to a corner, turning, and falling back into its supportive embrace, gasping and shivering.

 

            “Oh, but you look so nice and well-fed now- if you have friends I'm sure they'll be begging to know your secret; I'm sorry last night I didn't have enough extra to get bring you up to these proportions- I hope the wait hasn't been too hard to bear,” Reyna said brightly, stepping back to inspect the fruits of her efforts, “And your belly's nice and round now too- sorry, I wasn't trying for that, it's just that when I really start feeling generous, I have a little trouble controlling where everything ends up.  I'm sure it'll be okay- I've seen lots of women out around your town carrying a lot more weight there than you are; I promise I'll be more careful next time.  Well, now that I'm not too big to be seen by the others, I'd better get back to my mission- if I stay here much longer, I'll just start soaking up the water again, and you probably want a couple hours at least to get used to your new size before I come back and make you even bigger.”

 

            Reyna, her own figure now reduced to merely voluptuous proportions, traipsed out of the bathroom, leaving me alone with my ravishingly pear-shaped girlfriend, Joanna still wearing a look of shock and borderline panic as she surveyed her freshly-surfeited figure, now stuffed with at least a hundred pounds more than she had been five minutes before, and fully two and a half feet across at her widest, her round, indulgent belly a rolling crescent gracefully covering the space between her invitingly expansive hips.

 

            “Holy cow, I'm fucking huge!” Joanna breathed, grabbing at the soft flesh of her hips so hard it spilled out between her outspread fingers, “I'm so big that I'm- there's so much that- I mean, even standing still like this, just breathing, I can still feel myself jiggling.”

 

            “Are you okay?” I asked, trying to sort out whether I should be more worried for her physical safety or her emotional state, “Does it hurt?”

 

            “Well, no- I mean aside from the fact that my legs feel like they're supporting two of me now,” Joanna said, collecting herself a little as she poked at her protuberant belly, “I mean, I feel gigantic, but it's not like my butt is so enormous that I'm afraid of exploding or something.  There's just so much weight now, so much more- you know- me.  You'd better get out of those clothes if you want to come in here and join me.”

 

            “Yeah, I kind of noticed,” I said, trying to keep things light as my shirt and pants dropped to the floor and I stepped into the shower, “It's okay; we'll get through this together.”

 

            “Ha, we can be together all we want, but I'll be amazed if I can even go shopping without causing a scene at this size,” Joanna said bitterly, tightening her grip around my hand, “And that's if I can even stuff my fat ass into the car well enough to drive anymore- I'm not sure you're appreciating exactly how much more of your previously petite girlfriend there is now that our guest has finished blowing her up like a balloon.”

 

            “Hmm, I don't know,” I said, reaching around her waist and grabbing a handful of her voluptuous rear, “I think you'll find I can appreciate your new curves quite a lot if you let me.”

 

            “Oh yeah; are you serious?” Joanna said, arching an eyebrow as she looked at me doubtfully, “Maybe you'd better not go making any promises before you get a closer look as just how enormously fucking huge my ass is now.”

 

            “And how am I going to do that with you all backed into the corner like that?” I asked, letting go of her hand and wrapping both my hands around her waist, her hips spreading bewitchingly just below, “Come on, let me discover just how bottom-heavy Reyna's gone and made you this time.”

 

            “Alright, but I hope you're ready for the mother of all asses,” Joanna teased as she turned, planting both hands against the shower wall, her feet forced apart by the lusciously enlarged thighs, “What do you think of this?”

 

            Up close she seemed even more spectacular than when I'd watched Reyna pumping her full until each of her cheeks was nearly as wide as her shoulders, the gently pounding water accentuating her curves, running in rivulets down her beguilingly round behind, her hips, as full as they were, overshadowed by the sheer fertility of my girlfriend's spankable bottom.  I came up behind her, already hard as I pressed my member between her bloated cheeks, while I reached down and gave her quiversome rear an appreciative squeeze.

 

            “Okay- I guess you really do like me with all this extra sand at the bottom of my hourglass,” Joanna gasped, her breath catching in her throat as I kissed the back of her neck, her flaming red hair clinging to her wet skin halfway down her back, then slowly worked my way down to her shoulder, the heat of desire pouring off her slick body, “I mean- if you don't mind, I guess I could get used to this too- aah-”

 

            “Mmm, if you're worried about people calling you flat-chested just because you've got an extra hundred-some pounds of womanly flesh riding south of the equator,” I teased, sliding my fingers down her front along the soft valley between her fulsome hips and her soft belly, eliciting another eager sigh from Joanna's lips, “I bet if we called Reyna back in here, she'd be more than happy to pour a few more gallons of herself into your boobs so they won't be so embarrassingly small.”

 

            “Ngh, don't you dare!” Joanna shot back, protectively cradling her forswollen bosom as I pulled her tightly against me, running a hand along the tender skin of the back of one of her plush thighs, “The last thing I need right now is having my tits as obscenely overfilled as my ass is right now.  I mean- just at this size I feel like anything more than a touch would be enough to leave them aching for days; I can't imagine having to carry around another hundred pounds in my tits right now.”

 

            “Are you sure?  It might help balance out some of this weight you've gained back here,” I needled her, giving Joanna's swollen rump a loud slap.

 

            “Yes! I'm already way too big for my own good,” Joanna insisted, though the way she sighed as I kneaded her plumpened derriere as she rocked herself against my throbbing member suggested she wasn't entirely honest, “Since you seem to have forgotten, right now my main problem is figuring out what to do with our houseguest before she turns me into even more of a cow than she's already made me- not trying to figure out fun new ways to get her to make me look even more like an overinflated blow-up doll- ooh!”

 

            Joanna gasped as I ran my hands up along the smoothness of her wet tummy, cupping her bloated breasts for a moment as I worked my way higher.  Her nipples were hard from being pressed against the cool, hard tiles of the shower, and as I pinched them both she let out a cry and reeled as if her sensuous legs were about to crumple beneath her.  I held her tight, the inviting softness of her lush behind hot against me, her breasts overflowing my eager hands, her body trembling as I kissed her neck more fervently.

 

            “Oh, fuck, stop turning me on,” Joanna insisted, unconvincingly, “I'm trying to angry about all this right now- mmmh!”

 

            “I'd never do anything you didn't want me to,” I whispered in her ear, “Tell me to stop and I'll be happy to leave you in here to finish your shower in peace.”

 

            “Well- I mean, I guess since we're in here already,” Joanna equivocated, “You know, leaving me alone all hot and bothered isn't going to me my ass any smaller, so we might as well- What the fuck?”

 

            The shower curtain had just been drawn aside and there stood Reyna, her glistening figure still obscenely curvy and her expression suggesting she had no idea that this wasn't a perfectly appropriate and normal thing for her to do.

 

            “Oh, I'm very sorry to interrupt,” she said apologetically, attentively looking at me and my girlfriend naked in the shower together, “But um, I was just getting ready to go out and I'm already running late for my next job and, well, as much as I enjoy being all full and jiggly, I'm worried I just won't look professional going out still all bloated and heavy like this.  And Joanna, since you're still not wearing any clothes anyway, and from the sound of things you are both enjoying your new changes, I hope you won't mind if I really quickly- you know?”

 

            Not waiting for an answer, Reyna slipped into the shower and kissed Joanna, who was still dumb with surprise, right on the lips.  Almost instantly I felt her growing again.  The supple flesh that filled her bottom surged against my body, fattening, ripening as Reyna poured more of her substance into her unresisting body.  Joanna stiffened at the onslaught, her muscles tensing as so much of the rest of her grew softer and softer, but I couldn't bring myself to intervene, instead planting my hands on her hips and savoring the sensation as they widened.  I felt her legs thickening as they pushed against me- Joanna's once firm and slender limbs now sleek and yielding to the slightest touch, her body growing heavier as she was laden with even more.

 

            Joanna whimpered in resignation as Reyna held her immobile, placidly pumping her full of herself.  My girlfriend's hips were positively massive now; as she reached down and discover just how spectacular she was becoming, her arms were forced out an awkward angle, her ass now so overstuffed that it threatened to pin me against the opposite wall of the shower. 

 

            I felt Joanna's ass quivering as it endured being fattened to even more obscenely enticing proportions, her hips straining wider and wider, impossibly full and feminine.  She wobbled as she tried to keep her balance, Reyna oblivious as she pumped more and more into my girlfriend's jigglesome rear until she fairly creaked with excess.  Finally, having stuffed Joanna with at least another seventy pounds, Reyna released her, smiling graciously.

 

            “Oh, I can't tell you how much appreciate you helping me with this!” Reyna enthused, stepping back from my oversaturated lover, “I think now I'll be presentable enough to go do my job- enjoy the new curves!  Oh, and I know you're probably not used to having your body expand quite so drastically as I've been making it- I promise I'll try to take shorter showers from now on- I shouldn't have more than ten or twenty pounds to share with you after I'm done having a good soak.  Omigosh, I'm super late already- you two keep having fun then; I'll be back later tonight!”

 

            And just as suddenly as she had appeared, Reyna was gone, leaving me alone with Joanna, and the bathtub's-worth of quiversome fat that she had just supplied my spectacularly bottom-heavy girlfriend with.

 

            “Fuck, it's like I'm more ass than woman now,” Joanna lamented, trying to look back at her now-prodigious posterior, “I feel like someone just held me down and forced me to drink a queen-sized waterbed and every last drop of it is sloshing around south of my waist.”

 

            “Are you sure you don't need me to call an ambulance or something?” I asked, inwardly hoping she'd at least be up for a little fun before we called for help.

 

            “Aside from my knees feeling like they're about to buckle under all this weight and my thighs are pressed together so tight I can barely stand, it doesn't hurt, though I wish she could have done that without adding a few more inches to my belly like this,” Joanna admitted, caressing her expanded figure doubtfully, “Actually, I'm feeling really sensitive right now- I think some of that extra weight this time around went to making me a bit plumper inside, if you know what I mean, and it's making me so fucking hot I can't stand it!”

 

            “Alright then, let's have some fun and then we can relax and figure out what to do next,” I suggested, giving her sumptuously plumped-up behind an appreciative pat.

 

            “Oh, you're loving every last second of this aren't you?  I bet you wouldn't mind a bit if she blows me up until I weigh a ton, just as long as it's all in places you can put your dick!” Joanna retorted, trying to swat my hand away and accidentally giving her ass a slap that echoed off the walls, “Fuck! Ow, fine, I'm too angry and way too horny to even talk about this right now.  I'll yell at you for being an insensitive bastard later, right now just come on and give it to me good and hard!”

 

            Planting her hands on the wall in front of her, Joanna bent over, pushing me to the opposite wall of the shower with her sublimely swollen rear.  I'd been hard already, but being almost knocked off my feet by the extra couple hundred pounds my girlfriend now carried behind her got me so ready I was aching for it. 

 

            She was waiting for me, hot water still falling against her naked back.  I could see the tension in her lithe shoulders as they bore the weight of her breasts, dangling wet and heavy from her chest.  Below her trim waist her figure ballooned into a caricature of fertility, hips nearly wide enough to touch the shower curtain and the far wall at the same time, the immensely overfilled globes of her ass wet and yielding against me, the vast expanse of feminine flesh spread out before me almost too much to comprehend.

 

            “Ungh- Are you going to fuck me or not?  I weigh like, a fucking ton now and I can't hold myself up like this all day!” Joanna grunted, locking her elbows to keep toppling over face-first, her tremendous behind quaking as she moved her legs a few inches farther apart, “I'm losing my mind here- so stop admiring the view and get inside me n- Ohhhh!”

 

            Before she could finish, I drove myself into her, the lust-soaked walls of her womanhood, puffed up with desire, straining to accept me, Joanna's body striking mine with a smack that sent waves rippling through the softer and ample reaches of her body.  She moaned, rolling her hips against me, quivering as she climaxed.

 

            “Oh, yes!” she panted, grinding herself against me harder, “Oh my- I'm so fucking huge back there- come on- I need you deeper!”

 

            I leaned in, grabbing Joanna around the waist, trying to penetrate deeper into her, my hands sinking into the doughy vastness of her hips.  She screamed- she tightened around me as I held on and pounded her from behind.

 

            Slap. Slap. Slap. Slap! SLAP!  Every thrust was met by the sound of her enormous rear striking hitting me like a runaway bus.  Joanna was gasping for breath- I think I could hear her crying, but her body still welcomed every inch I could give her.  Her overstuffed ass surged like a storm at sea, the fat that glutted her curves to such excess washed against me, then poured its energy the other way, nearly burying my hands, lapping against the small of her back.

 

            I slowed down a little- I saw her arms trembling from the stain of supporting herself, heard her stifled protest of discomfort as the overladen stretch of her ass began to take on a tender pinkish tinge from such punishing treatment.  Joanna coughed, fighting for breath.

 

            “No!  I'm still coming- don't get tired now!” she shouted, her voice ragged, “Keep giving it to me- don't you dare stop until I'm finished!  Come on- go harder- make it – Unff!- hurt!”

 

            I'd been trying to hold back- willing myself to be gentle since being forced to gain so much weight so suddenly was obviously almost more than her body could bear.  I knew Joanna usually liked it pretty rough, as I let go of her waist with one hand, reaching downward and gripping an overflowing handful of her massive ass.  She flinched and gave a wordless moan of pleasure.

 

            I let go, reached back, and slapped her as hard as I could.  I think I actually went deaf for a second the sound of my palm hitting Joanna's overfed behind so loud it was like a bolt of lightning striking the house.  Joanna yelped and moaned like her eyes were rolling back into her head, her legs weakening beneath the prodigious burdens of her body.

 

            I gave her ass a few more forceful slaps, rhythmically spanking her tender rump as she shuddered, her femininity tugging at me with every blow. 

 

            “Okay- that's plenty- I'm good,” Joanna whimpered, her body still exquisitely responsive to my touch, “I can barely stand- and it's really starting to hurt, I mean it! Please! I've had enough!”

 

            With one last thrust, I exploded inside her as she cried for mercy.  Panting and shivering, Joanna slid to the floor with a wet smack the moment I was spent.  She sat there at my feet, her thick legs askew beneath her, nearly all of the shower floor hidden beneath her lush hips and opulent ass, where she remained, gasping for breath for a couple minutes longer.

 

            “Oh my gosh, I'm- I'm not sure I'll even be able to stand after this,” she finally sighed, absentmindedly rubbing her arms to bring some feeling back into them, “That was incredible- I hope you'll be up for giving me that kind of treatment more often; I think my libido's going to end up inflated to the same outrageous proportions as my tits and ass.”

 

            “Um, yeah- I'm pretty sure I won't have much trouble performing as long as you've got all of, you know, this,” I said, gesturing to the way she spilled out across most of the tiles, “And as for standing, well, this probably wasn't the best way to do things, while you're still not used to carrying your new weight and everything.  Here, let me help you up and we'll get you into bed where you can rest for a bit.”

 

            I turned off the shower, and Joanna offered me her hands.  If I still had any doubts about how many pounds Reyna had pumped into her figure, trying to help her to her feet was more than enough to dispel them.  I'd helped Joanna up plenty of times, mostly at parties after she'd had a little too much to drink, and she was never too much trouble.  This time though, I felt like I was trying to pick up a small swimming pool, filled to the brim.  She struggled to even get her knees under herself, and I could feel her struggling to help as I hoisted her up, both of us out of breath as she finally gained her feet, her generous bosom heaving, her jelly-filled behind quivering even while she stood still.

 

            “Here hon, throw me a towel,” Joanna asked with a shiver, “There's a lot more of me to dry off than there was half an hour ago.”

 

            “Sure thing,” I said, stepping out of the shower and passing one to her, while tucking another around my waist, “Is that better?”

 

            “Fuck, do you see this?” Joanna sighed, barely able to stretch the bath towel halfway around her newly-gained girth, “I'm too huge for towels now!  How the hell am I ever going to find skirts or panties that fit me if I've already fucking outgrown towels?”

 

            “Hang on, hang on, I think we've got a blanket in with the linens here,” I offered, trying to head off a major freakout before I could even get my girlfriend somewhere comfortable, “Here, this one is queen size; it ought to be big enough to- okay, damn- I could have said that like, five different ways better.  Okay, I'm sure there are places online that you'll be able to find stuff that fits you just fine; we'll get it figured out, I promise.”

 

            “But this isn't the end of it,” Joanna moaned, on the verge of tears as I put on hand around her waist and tried to gently nudge my spectacularly pear-shaped girlfriend towards the bedroom, “Even if there's some circus tent company that doesn't mind doing custom orders so I can go out in public without getting arrested, Reyna's only going to come back and make me even bigger!  Maybe it'll be tonight, maybe tomorrow, but sooner or later she'll swing back through here, all cheery and polite after having dinner at one of those 'If you can eat ten pounds of steak your dinner is free' places and the next thing you know she'll grab me and fill me up until my ass is so enormous that if I try to sit on the couch I'll crush it to splinters.”

 

            “Hey now, it doesn't have to be like that,” I protested, very relieved that we were at least out in the hall now and my goal was in sight, “We've probably got hours to think of something to do, something to tell Reyna to convince her to stop bring quite so- generous- with you.”

 

            “Oh, sure, I can see it now,” Joanna sobbed, her bosom wobbling alluringly, “I'm sure we'll put together a really great PowerPoint presentation or something politely explaining why you don't just take up residence in a woman's house and then pump her full of slime until her ass is the size of a Volkswagen, and then she'll be all like, 'Oh, on my planet that's totally a compliment, but thank you for explaining it to me; I totally understand now!' and then she'll apologize by grabbing me and blowing my tits up until they're about to burst!”

 

            “Look, I know everything about this situation is insane, but come on, sit down at least and get some rest, alright?” I insisted as we reached the bed, “Here, I'm going to get you your bathrobe and we're going to stop, and take inventory, and figure out our next move, okay?”

 

            “Okay,” Joanna agreed, wiping a tear from her eye, though as she sat down the blanket wrapped around her hips came undone, freeing her prodigious curves to spill across the mattress, “I'm sorry, I'm just already so fucking massive, I'm kind of having trouble not freaking out about it!”

 

            “I know, but we'll get through this together,” I said, holding her robe over her shoulders as she slid her arms into its sleeves, “Can I get you anything, like a sandwich or something?”

 

            “This is going to sound crazy, but I feel absolutely starved,” Joanna admitted, reaching past her bosom and kneading her soft belly distractedly, “It's like every extra pound I gain just makes my appetite grow.  Do you think you could bring me, I dunno, something really filling?”

 

            “Um, I think we've got a party-size box of those breaded mozzarella sticks you like in the freezer, and they're like a hundred calories each,” I suggested, Joanna's eyes gleaming eagerly as she rubbed her belly.

 

            “Oh, yeah, those sound perfect- would you mind, this is going to sound so bad, you know, just microwaving the whole box-full and bringing them up?  I'm just really hungry right now.  Oh, and bring up a beer too, if you don't mind,” she asked before pausing to think a little more, “Actually, go ahead and make it two beers- three if you feel like having a drink while you watch me gorge myself like a fucking hippo.”

 

            “Sure thing,” I agreed, hugely relieved that my girlfriend was thinking about food instead of getting all existential about her overdeveloped figure, “It'll probably take me um- a few minutes to warm all that up, but I'll be back as soon as everything's ready, okay?”

 

            “Thanks, hon,” Joanna smiled, “I'll just be waiting right here when you get back, just me and my huge stripper tits and my ginormous ass.”

 

            “I'll be right back,” I promised her as I hurried down to the kitchen.

 

            I was standing in my boxers in front of the microwave watching five pounds of mozzarella sticks slowly thawing in the microwave when the front door opened and Reyna rushed in, slamming the door behind her.  Despite the amount of weight she had poured into Joanna, I was still struck by how entrancingly curvy Reyna still was.  Admittedly, she was a little slimmer across the hips than Joanna, but then, 99.9% of the women on the planet probably fell into that category now, but the sheen of her bare, glistening green body still made my heart race; the sheer ripeness of her two watermelon-sized breasts making her practically drip with sensuality.

 

            “Oh good, you're home- Is your mate here too?  I need her.”  Reyna said, sounding anxious.

 

            “Um, yeah but she's upstairs, ah- asleep!” I said, trying to figure out how to make this conversation end with something other than Reyna marching upstairs and forcing a few more gallons into my girlfriend's already-overstacked figure, “But- she's asleep right now.  Yup- that thing you did to- for- her in the shower really tuckered her out, and so, well- she's really exhausted right now and probably needs at least a good six hours of sleep before she'll be any good to anyone.”

 

            “Do you think she'd mind very much if I woke her up?  I promise this won't take long- I can be very fast if she needs me to be,” Reyna asked nervously, “I need her help- I thought that if I slimmed down to this size and went to work no one would notice how I've been- indulging myself, but I was wrong.  I had only walked a little ways when a woman with a big camera started following me, and then just a minute ago one of my superiors sent me a message that I am on the TV- that being out in town with large breasts like these makes us all look bad- I need to make myself smaller, and for that I need a female person like Joanna.”

 

            “Ah, jeez, I'm sorry,” I said, honestly feeling bad for Reyna, despite how completely she had turned out lives upside down, but still unwilling to expose Joanna to yet another filling session when she was still in such desperate shape after the last one, “I mean, I'd wake her up, but she always says I'm super rude when I do that, so, I dunno- Are your superiors expecting you back at work soon or something?”

 

            “Oh, but I could never behave in a way that a woman as kind as her would think rude,” Reyna said, looking as if she might be about to cry, “But you are right- those who watch me are just ending their day, and I had already finished most of my work before I learned that I had behaved so thoughtlessly.  There are places in this town that tolerate my people discreetly; I could always go to one of them and be unseen for, what, six hours, you said?”

 

            “Uh, maybe more like eight,” I hedged, “Joanna's, well, she's always been kind of petite and so getting used to living with- everything- that you've so generously given her, it's just a lot for her, and her body, to adjust to, so yeah, eight hours, and I bet she'll be in much better spirits to discuss, well, you know.”

 

            “Wonderful- thank you so much!” Reyna said, beaming, as she gave me a hug that tested the limits of just how hard I could force myself to ignore the two glistening green elephants in the room, “I will go- I will not be on the TV again- and I will be back in eight hours!”

 

            She shut the door behind her as she flounced out to the sidewalk.  The microwave dinged.

 

            “What was that downstairs?” Joanna asked, hungrily seizing the bowl of cheese sticks as I came back to the bedroom, three bottles in one hand, “Were you watching TV or something?”

 

            “I'm afraid not,” I said, watching with interest as Joanna set about contentedly stuffing herself, “Reyna came back early.”

 

            “Fuck.  She's not about to come up here and blow me up like a balloon again, is she?” Joanna sighed resignedly, “I was hoping to at least the afternoon before she came back to turn me into even more of a cow than I already am.”

 

            “No, it's cool, at least for right now,” I rushed to reassure her, “I told her you were asleep and it would be rude to wake you up, and she seemed to buy that and agreed to come back later tonight.”

 

            “What would I do without you?” Joanna said with a warm smile, beckoning for me to come sit down beside her and taking a long drink, “You keep making yourself useful like that and you just might just earn yourself another ride before the day is through- oof, at least if I can stay awake that long.”

 

            “What's wrong?” I asked, as Joanna reeled dizzily for a moment before recovering herself and diving back into her lunch.

 

            “Oh, nothing- well, maybe everything, I don't know,” she explained between mouthfuls, “I mean, ever since this started, I just feel lazy and hungry all the time.  Is this what being a fat girl is like?  I feel like they probably do this sort of thing all the time.”

 

            “I don't know, maybe?” I shrugged, glancing at my girlfriends inflated figure, “I mean, you do have a lot more to support than you did yesterday, maybe it's just your body adjusting to all the new weight, maybe, yeah, you're just going to have to get used to spending a little more effort on feeding all those new curves with enough calories to keep from feeling tired all the time.”

 

            “Mmph, well as long as you keep us stocked with stuff like these,” Joanna said, wagging a mozzarella stick at me before gobbling it down, “I guess I can get used to that, though I'm still really hoping we can get out of this situation without me needing to get used to any more unwanted additions.  Here, pass me another beer.”

 

            Joanna was quite a sight, sitting there, the mattress bowing gently under the load of her curves.  Her bathrobe, which before had been more than enough to guard her modesty, was now woefully outmatched.  Far too short to enfold her voluminous hips and lush behind, its lower edge just kind of fanned out across the upper reaches of her hips, leaving all her quiversome endowments below exposed.  Though the belt was pulled tight across her luxuriant tummy, it still reached around her waist well enough, though with the way she was going through that bowl of cheese sticks, I wondered if even with Reyna gone, Joanna might not be destined to keep on gaining weight in the more usual way.  Higher still, Joanna's breasts threatened to pour out of her robe's grasp if she so much as inhaled, round and wobbling gently as she ate with gusto, her nipples taut in the cool air of the bedroom.

 

            “Right then,” she said as she set aside the nearly empty bowl, smiling playfully as she noticed me staring at her scarcely-covered form, “So where do we go from here?”

 

            “Well, I don't think just telling Reyna you're asleep for the next several months is going to work,” I admitted, “I mean, I'm pretty sure she's smart enough not to fall for it, and even if she does, I feel like that's the kind of thing that she'd report to her superiors sooner or later-”

 

            “Right, and then we get disappeared, just like all the others who spoke out or caused trouble for the strangers,” Joanna mused, “And I am not going to prison like this- there's no way the government makes an orange suit that would look good on a girl with hips nearly as wide as she is tall.”

 

            “Well, thanks to Reyna, we've got a fair bit of money to play with right now,” I said, “What if we just tell her we've got something going on out of town and hit the road for a few months?”

 

            “I'm not sure- she didn't pay us that much- it's not like we can just leave town go on a cruise somewhere for weeks and weeks, and I really don't want to try and stay with family or anything in case they wind up getting caught up in all this weirdness too, you know?” Joanna said, rubbing her forehead, “Ahh, I can't tell whether I'm getting hit by a food coma, or if I'm just that tired, or if somehow this whole experience is just making me dumber, but I think I need a nap before I'll be good for much else today.”

 

            “You should,” I said, smiling at her as she laid down, tugging a blanket up over her swollen curves, “Get some rest.  I'll hang out downstairs and keep watch; I've got some school stuff I need to catch up on anyways.”

 

            “Mmm, thanks,” Joanna sighed, nuzzling a pillow as she tried to find a comfortable position, “Ouch- getting a good night's sleep with hips this wide is going to take some getting used to.”

 

            “I'm sure you'll get the hang of it,” I said, patting her on her well-rounded rump as she rolled to her side, “If Reyna comes back, just don't let on that you're not sleeping, okay?”

 

            “Got it,” Joanna murmured into her pillow, “not- sleeping-”

 

            And she was already out, snoring softly, her heavy breasts rolling gently against her chin rising and subsiding with her breath.  I went downstairs, picked up the TV remote and idly turned on the news.

 

            “Super-Sized Stranger Causes Scene at Supermarket!” blared the chyron, under what was obviously amateur footage of a stranger, who, at least from behind, looked like she could be Reyna, standing at a bakery counter, evidently ogling the panoply of pastries arrayed behind glass, and entirely unaware of the crowd growing behind her, whispering and staring at her huge, shimmering green ass, even as she bent over to look at something on one of the lower racks and the gathering throng grew louder.  It wasn't until the wet slap of her lush breasts smacking against the display case that someone off camera yelled, “Damn, look at her fat tits!” that she suddenly stood up and turned back to look.

 

            It was Reyna.  I wouldn't have thought she could look embarrassed, but I swear I could almost see a fleeting blush of red across her face as her eyes went wide as she realized how many people were staring at her.  She blurted out a thin “I'm sorry!” before rushing through the wall of onlookers.  The camera whirled to follow her as she fled from the store, her body jiggling like a mound of jello in a paint mixer.

 

            “Damn.  Poor Reyna; wherever she's from, she's got a lot to learn about people,” I said to no one as I shut the TV off, “Joanna would probably say that serves her right, but she's just as confused and afraid right now as Joanna.”

 

            I shrugged and sat down at my desk.  As much as I enjoyed what Reyna had done to my girlfriend, I knew it couldn't go on forever and we needed to find a solution before Joanna ended up too gargantuan to leave the house, which at the rate she was going probably wasn't more than a few days off.  Still, seeing Reyna cornered surrounded in the store like that, I just wished there was some way we could all be honest about what was going on without worrying about what might happen with the government and all that- Reyna seemed nice, she just didn't understand- well, much of anything about people.

 

            But there wasn't anything I could do about that right now, and I did have a term paper that I had promised myself I've have turned in by now, my writing time having instead been given over to getting to know our odd new tenant and plowing my ever more libidinous girlfriend, so if I didn't want to fail this class, I needed to buckle down and get some work done while I had a few hours of quiet.

 

            I got to it, thinking, typing, deleting whole paragraphs and starting again.  At some point it dawned on me that it had gotten dark outside, but I was finally making progress.  I kept expecting the hear the gentle creak of the stairs as Joanna ambled down to check on me and forage for dinner, but the house remained silent except for the clacking of my keyboard.  Finally, it was finished.  I hit send, looked at the time and- was it really ten o'clock already?  I was just about to get up and check on my slumbering lover when the front door opened and Reyna staggered in.

 

            She looked- I don't know- tired; heavy instead of buoyant, and wherever she'd been hiding out for the last few hours they'd served food, because she must have put on a good hundred pounds since seen her a few hours before, most of which seemed to have accumulated in her now-ponderous bosom.

 

            “Oh, hey- you're here!” she shouted brightly, looking like she was struggling to bring me quite into focus, “How's- um- all the things?”

 

            “Uh, hi Reyna,” I said, trying to figure out what was going on here, “The things are, ah, good- they are good, is the state of the things.  Are you, um, feeling okay?”

 

            “Right, yes- you mean this?” Reyna asked perkily as she reeled over to the couch and fell onto it she'd been dropped from high altitude, “I am good- better, in fact, than I've been since I came to – place.  I have been at a very nice restaurant where the people do not laugh and point cameras at me, and where they have something called Infinite Nachos and those things that Joanna likes so much called- “

 

            “Beers?” I suggested.

 

            “Yes- those beers,” Reyna agreed, toppling over and sort of spreading out as if she were having trouble holding herself together, “I think I had, six of those.  So, is your mate awake?”

 

            “Oh, um, nope, still out cold,” I said, hoping I could get Reyna to just pass out on the couch and let us get through the night in peace, “She's uh, sleeping off everything from earlier.  I bet she'll be fine in the morning though, and I'm sure you can catch her then.  You look pretty tired yourself; why don't you get some- sleep?  Is sleep a thing for you?  You should try it anyways- you'll feel all kinds of better after a few hours of the stuff.”

 

            “But I need to be somewhere very early in the morning,” she insisted nervously, her breasts hanging so far over the edge of the couch that they brushed the floor, “And I can't go outside in the daytime all overstuffed and cumbersome like this.”

 

            “I don't suppose you could just call in sick tomorrow?” I offered.

 

            “I do not think I get sick,” Reyna mused, “Though I have been feeling a little- off-balance since I started walking back here.  No, I have to see her tonight.”

 

            “But you didn't want to wake her up, remember?” I nudged gently, “I mean, she always thinks it's awfully rude when someone wakes her up before she's ready.”

 

            “That will not be a problem.  I've had all afternoon to figure out what to do about that,” Reyna said with more than a little pride, “She is still on the second floor, yes?”

 

            I nodded, wondering what drunken scheme she was hatching.

 

            “Follow me then!” Reyna commanded, awkwardly flinging herself off the couch and somehow ending up more or less on her feet, “You do enjoy watching her become more enlarged, yes?”

 

            I nodded- how could I argue, if even Reyna, unworldly as she was, knew how I felt about my girlfriend's ballooning measurements?  Besides, every time I brought up the idea of telling Reyna to stop, or doing something, anything, to get out of this situation, it was Joanna who insisted that anything we did would lead to consequences far more dire than her gaining a few inches at her more sensual latitudes.  Reyna didn't seem like she had much practice drinking, so as I followed her up the stairs, I thought there might be some way I could distract her from following through with her plan.

 

            A minute later, we stood at Joanna's bedroom door.  The light in the hall illuminated her sleeping figure, her supple thighs pale in the light, robe straining to contain her trebly-ample breasts as she lay slumbering in bed, covers cast aside in a heap on the floor.

 

            “Here, I'll be gentle,” Reyna assured me with a smile, “She won't even know I'm here.”

 

            Reyna held up one hand, staring at it intently- I couldn't help but sense that she was struggling not to see double- and her hand dissolved, fingers melting together into an amorphous tendril of green about an inch thick.  With a wink, she reached towards the bed where Joanna slept and slowly, painstakingly, she extended this shimmering appendage into the bedroom.  Longer and longer it stretched, suspended a few feet above the floor as Reyna willed it nearer to my sleeping girlfriend.  A few inches more, and Reyna's formless limb brushed against Joanna's leg; a fleeting shiver ran through her body, but she did not wake.

 

            Reyna fixed me with a conspiratorial look as she extended herself farther, the tip of her formless limb probing beneath the hem of Joanna's overfilled robe.  Reyna's face bore a look of intense concentration, and a moment later her efforts were rewarded as Joanna let out a sigh.

 

            “Mmm,” she murmured, one arm dreamily reaching past her bosom towards where her legs met.

 

            “Here, don't make a sound,” Reyna said, “You're going to like this show.”

 

            An instant after, Reyna's arm suddenly thickened, ripples along its length flowing toward my girlfriend's supine form.  Joanna stirred again, and then I saw it- her robe rustling gently as her belly began to rise.  The last couple of days had already rendered her tummy far softer and rounder than I was used to, and as I watched the belt around her waist tightened as her inviting middle swelled until she looked several months pregnant.

 

            “Hmph, no- that's not it,” Reyna upbraided herself, “This is usually so easy for me; I don't know why I'm having so much trouble right now.”

           

            Reyna frowned, concentrating while Joanna grew plumper and plumper, her belly rising like a mound of dough left in a warm room.  A moment later, Reyna shivered, a smile spreading across her face as my girlfriend let out a muffled sigh.  I watched her sleeping form intently- her squeezably full belly had stopped growing, as Reyna's extended pseudopod continued to ripple with motion.  Then, in the dim light falling upon her bed I saw it- Joanna's breasts were getting bigger.

 

            For hours they had been straining against the confinement of her robe, threatening to burst free if offered the slightest reason.  Another ten seconds of Reyna's largess was more than sufficient.  The sound of soft fabric rustling was swiftly followed by the muffled roll of Joanna's bosom spilling free like a rain-swollen lake over-topping its dam.  Her lush, pale breasts lolled out across her chest, erect nipples pointing intently towards the ceiling, trembling faintly as the hills beneath them were forced full of Reyna's emerald essence.

 

            “Mmm,” Joanna murmured, one hand, with fingers outstretched, reaching towards Reyna's point of entry.

 

            “See, this is perfect,” Reyna whispered to me, beaming, “Even asleep she is grateful for what I give her.”

 

            Joanna's breasts, already terrifically bloated, rose silently as Reyna pumped more of herself into them.  Inch by inch, they rose higher from her body, submissively receiving everything that Reyna saw fit to lade them with.  As I watched, the taut belt of Joanna's robe disappeared beneath their broadening bulk; as they grew fuller, the gap between them narrowed.  I glanced at Reyna; her own more-than-generous charms were finally less than those of my lover, though she was still stunningly voluptuous, and I wondered just how much more she planned to share.

           

            In a dreamy haze, Joanna's fingers found their way past her plump belly, into the folds of her robe where it struggled to contain her widespreading hips.  Still in a pleasure-soaked haze, she arched her back eagerly, a few shivers chasing through her body as she moaned softly in her sleep.  Wobbling free atop her chest, Joanna's breasts were so replete that they touched, rising nearly a foot above her slumbering form.

 

            “Oh, she's becoming so receptive!” Reyna enthused, “This is even better than kissing- I can fill her far more efficiently this way.”

 

            Reyna looked like she was concentrating again- the long, viscous tendril she was feeding Joanna's figure with was soon as thick as my wrist, and I could tell she was increasing the pressure as well- Joanna gave a faint cry, her body tensing for a moment, as Reyna began to fill her even more forcefully. 

 

            Gallon upon gallon surged into my defenseless girlfriend's body, her breasts quaking as the pressure within them mounted.  Her face was hidden behind their accumulating bulk, and her distant whimpers of bliss were the only way I knew she wasn't being smothered by the vastness of her own overfilled bosom.  I glanced at Reyna; she was obviously slimmer and less top-heavy than she had been even a minute earlier, but if her goal was to reduce herself to the size she'd been when we first met her, she still needed to shed a lot more weight, her hips still round and soft, her breasts, though considerably more modest than Joanna's wobbling mountains, still hanging full and heavy from her chest.

 

            I was amazed that Joanna had lasted this long without waking up; in the dim light her skin glistened with sweat, her breasts now so fat that they pinned her arms to the bed, her nipples throbbing as her areolae, now wider than her hands, stretched farther by the second to contain the sheer volume being pumped into her unresisting bust.

 

            Reyna gave a quiet grunt of concentration- Joanna's growth-rate surged, her breasts, now each nearly a foot and a half across, fairly inflating like balloons, their pale skin visibly straining as Reyna blithely crammed her brimming breasts with more and more and more.  From the way they quivered, I could tell Joanna was fighting to breathe, though from ecstasy or the impossible burden weighing against her chest, I couldn't say.

 

            Joanna cried out as Reyna gave her one last flood of generosity, my girlfriend's breasts audibly creaking as they surpassed the size of beachballs, everything north of her well-provisioned belly now hidden by the rondure of her immensely glutted bosom, her plumped-up nipples riding high atop her bloated breasts, distended peaks silhouetted in the faint light.

 

            Her work done, having fattened Joanna's breasts to the point of bursting, Reyna gently withdrew the reaching tendril she had entered Joanna with, eliciting another muffled gasp as she pulled free and swiftly willed her arm back into its accustomed form.  Reyna was once again trim and flat-bellied, though despite everything she had given to Joanna, she was still quite buxom and shapely.

 

            “See, I didn't even wake her up,” Reyna crowed, “And I'm sure she'll be very pleased in the morning when she discovers how I've given her to explore.  If she's disappointed because I've already gone out when she wakes up, tell her not to worry- she can always express my gratitude some more when I come back- after everything you two have done for me, this is the least I can do.  So, um, what do you say? - Have a good sleep!”

 

            And leaving me standing wordlessly at the Joanna's bedroom door, still staring at my girlfriend's sublimely swollen bust, Reyna flounced merrily back to her own room, shutting the door just a little too energetically for the hour.

 

            “Wha-?” Joanna mumbled with a start at the sound, trying to sit up and finding herself pinned to the mattress, still half-asleep and trying to roll free of the weight pressing her down as if she was simply tangled in her sheets, “What's happ- Ow- What am I- What the fuck is this?”

 

            I hurried to her side and grabbed for her shoulder, only to find it was buried under a mountain of yielding flesh.  Damn, Reyna had made her huge- Joanna's breasts looked- felt- even more massive now that I was at her side; if I'd known Reyna was filling her up so recklessly I might have had the courage to interrupt- but what was done was done.

 

            “Hey, it's okay,” I urged, finding Joanna's shoulder under her wobbling new assets, “Just breathe.  Reyna came home, found you asleep and ah- figured that as long as giving you another dose of her personal medicine didn't wake you up, then it wouldn't be rude, and you didn't wake up so, well, she gave you a whole lot of it.”

 

            “That fucking bitch!” Joanna breathed, blinking dazedly, “My tits feel like they weigh a ton- just how much did you let her pump into me?  Oof- damn- it's like having a bus parked on my chest- you're gonna need to help me sit up.”

 

            “Here, hold on; I'll pull you up,” I said, hoping I sounded more reassuring than I felt as I clasped Joanna's hands and pulled her upright, “You're going to be okay, just stay calm and we'll figure this-”

 

            “I am not okay!  Fuck me- my boobs are as big as fucking parade balloons!” Joanna swore, as I managed to get her upright, her now-glutted breasts filling her lap and spreading nearly as wide as her fulsome hips, her shoulders sagging from the punishing burden of her ponderous bosom, “I mean- they're just so full, so insanely heavy now- my skin's just so tight- I think if I stood up and let them hang free they might actually burst!”

 

            “Look, I know they feel like the boulders of Sisyphus right now,” I said, looking into her eyes and hoping this was doing some good, “but we're going to find a way out of this- we'll figure out how to get Reyna out of the house, and we'll do it without stirring up more trouble- she's not going to make you any bigger than this.”

 

            “Okay, first off, you're just saying that so I won't freak out and you have no actual plan to make that thing you just said happen,” Joanna said, fixing me with an accusing eye before glancing down at the vista of her own tremulous bosom and cringing, “Second, even if you could snap your fingers and teleport that creature out of our house and out of our lives forever, I am already completely, mindblowingly, obscenely, fucking huge.  Do you see these two outrageously massive melons spilling across my lap?  Of course you do, you haven't stopped staring at my fucking tits since I woke up!   Even if I'm somehow able to lug these monsters around without giving myself crippling back problems, they are still absolutely fucking enormous.  Like, women who weigh five hundred pounds and have that weird hormonal thing where their boobs never stop growing are still not nearly as ridiculously, gigantic as this!  There are prize-winning milk cows, capable of producing ten gallons of milk a day, that have smaller udders than I me!”

 

            “Well, I don't know, after all this is over and Reyna's gone off to wherever, maybe we can find a doctor who can help with all this,” I suggested lamely, “I mean, we'll find a solution, even if it takes time.”

 

            “Oh, and is a doctor going to have a prescription for my colossal ass too?” Joanna asked, a hint of panic creeping into her retort, “Do you not see that this robe, which used to cover all of me with plenty of room to spare is now completely overwhelmed by an ass so wide I almost got stuck in the bedroom door, and a pair of tits, which you are still ogling, so pornographically overfilled that you can't even see how underneath it all for the first time in my life I'm fucking fat too, though I can sure feel my soft, jiggly gut pressing down between my thighs!”

 

            “Alright, I'm not going to pretend it isn't bad,” I admitted, trying to wrench my gaze back to my tortured girlfriend's face, “But we have to focus on what we can do right now, not what's already happened.  We need to figure out how to stop Reyna from going out tomorrow, wandering into Taco Bell on one hundred tacos for one hundred dollars day, and then coming back here and doing this to you again.”

 

            “Nngh- I wish I could focus,” Joanna sobbed, her hands restlessly kneading at her vast bosom, “But I can't even think right now; these tits are driving me crazy!”

 

            “What? Do they hurt very much?” I asked, worried about the dangerous consequences for Joanna of having her breasts each forcefully engorged with a hundred pounds of feminine flesh, “Is there anything I can get from the drug store to help you feel better?”

 

            “Mmm- it's not that they're painful; though having them blown up to this size is making them ache awfully,” Joanna confessed, now beginning to stroke her mammoth breasts more ardently, “It's just- they're making me so horny right now I can't think straight.  My skin is as tight as a drum- I should be afraid to even touch them like this!  My nipples feel like they're about to pop, but somehow all I can think of is having you suck them for me.  I'm so just too big now- I'm so heavy I can barely imagine staggering out of bed with all this extra weight, but I'm getting so wet just thinking about you fucking me good and hard, these huge, slutty jugs of mine slapping together while you pound me until I'm begging for mercy.”

 

            “Are you sure that's really the best thing to do just now?” I asked, barely able to keep myself from tearing off my pants and giving it to her where she lay, “I mean, your boobs do look pretty, you know, overinflated; I'll still be here in the morning if you want to at least get a good night's sleep before we have some fun.”

 

            “Ahh, I've been asleep all day,” Joanna whined, untying the belt of her robe and working a hand down between her sensuous thighs, “I don't need sleep right now; I need your big, fat cock inside me, making me fucking scream.”

 

            “You don't have to say please,” I said, already stepping out of my jeans as I climbed into bed, Joanna's bloated breasts hot and soft against my body as I struggled to kiss her.

 

            “Oh no, not like this,” she countered, pushing me away with a playful smile, “You lay down, I want to be in the driver's seat this time around.”

 

            “Okay, that's not exactly going to be gentler on the twins here, you know?” I said as I watched her struggling to even sit up, Joanna wincing as tried to wrestle her mammoth mammaries into obedience.

 

            “Ouch- if they feel like they're about to explode with me just laying here- ah-,” she panted, her bloated breasts hanging against her thighs as she knelt by my feet, “I might as well get to experience- ouch- the more enjoyable side of being so damn sensitive.”

 

            She knew she had me convinced; I was already on my back, naked and rock hard as she parted her knees, fighting for balance, her breasts swaying ponderously as she swayed into position, the softness of her lush thighs rubbing against my legs, her three foot wide bust dragging against me as she moved, soft and supple as silk and unwieldy as a pair of boulders.  Straddling my hips, she paused, licking her lips as she smiled down at me.

 

            “Now come on; I'm going to be too sore to get out of bed in the morning already,” Joanna teased, flinching as she fondled her brimming breasts roughly, delicate blue veins tracing meandering paths just beneath the surface of their straining skin, “So at least give me something worth remembering while I'm aching and bedridden tomorrow.”

 

            Her knees surrendered to the voluptuous burden of her body.  Her sensually overstuffed ass slapped against my legs like a shot, and her falling weight thrust me into the eager embrace of her passion-slick depths.

 

            “Oh, fuck yes- you're so hard!” she cried, her hips bucking reflexively as she rode me, “Don't you dare think about coming until I'm begging for mercy- Here- suck my fat tits hard enough to make me come or I might just smother you under them!”

 

            “Ngh- do it!” I urged, hungrily grabbing at Joanna's fertile hips as she slung her massive tits in my face, “Try to suffocate me with the huge, fucking balloons and I might have to use my mouth for something a little rougher than sucking.”

 

            “You wouldn- Ow- fuck, be careful- I told you they feel ready to explode!” Joanna complained as I gave one of her swollen jugs a teasing bite, “Okay, okay- I won't bury you alive under my tits, but come on, my nipples are fucking throbbing here, at least give them some attenti- Ohhhhh!”

 

            My girlfriend's voice dissolved into a quavering cry of wild desire as I took one of her thick, protruding nipples between my lips and began to suck like I was trying to get her entire areola into my mouth, its overstretched skin tightening and rimpling at the stimulation, the pebbled skin of her nipple hot against my tongue as I stroked it.

 

            Joanna screamed, her body convulsing as she came, nearly pulling her bloated mammary from my mouth as I felt her growing wetter and hotter inside; I swear I could feel her labia fattening with lust as she grew more aroused, as if every pleasure-seeking inch of her body was desperate to be as filled to bursting as her ass and her enormous breasts. 

 

            Eager to drive her to even more uncontainable heights, I fumbled blindly at her breast's distended twin, my face buried in the vastness of one pale, shuddering globe, until my fingers found Joanna's other nipple, nearly as swollen with desire and eager for attention as the one I now rasped my tongue against.

 

            “Oh fuck me- stop, no- don't- make it hurt!” she gasped as I seized Joanna's other waiting peak between thumb and index finger and gave it a savage pinch, “I've- I've already lost count!  You- you and these- these tits- I'm coming so fast I can't breathe!”

 

            Even if she'd begged me to stop, I don't think I could have stopped myself.  No matter what she said, everything about Joanna's body insisted she was yearning for more.  Her overfed thighs trembled as they lifted her up, then quivering as she impaled herself upon me again.  Joanna's hands, far too tiny to gather up the sea of breast-flesh hanging from her aching chest, made no effort to pull her throbbing nipples free from my attention, but instead thirstily groped at her pair of slime-glutted udders, desperately trying to wring every drop of pleasure from a figure already pushed far beyond the limits of nature.

 

            “Ah- my heart is racing- you've got to come!” she called breathlessly, still riding me as if she'd gone a year without a good lay, “I need- I can't- Ouch!  I shouldn't have done this- they're too heavy- They're already so sore!”

 

            Joanna reached out to try and steady her tremulous zeppelins with hands far too small to corral such lush overabundance, her rolling hips still pumping me into her as she let out a quiet sob.

 

            “Come on- stop sucking on my big bloated tits and come!” she whimpered breathlessly, “They're really starting to hurt- I can't take much more of this!”

 

            I released her throbbing nipples and grabbed Joanna's opulent hips, my fingers sinking deep into her yielding flesh as she rose, then pulling her down hard as I entered her.  I did it again. And again. And again, each time compelling her to yelp in bliss and torture as she came, while her breasts were further punished, bouncing wildly, pounded against the mattress, slapping against my body with a sound like someone lashing a balloon full of jello with a bullwhip.

 

            “Fuck- I don't care if you come or not,” Joanna screamed hoarsely, “I'm this close to having a heart attack and my tits are ready to burst!  I can't last any- Ohhhh!”

 

            I came, erupting inside her swollen depths as Joanna arched her back, her every orgasm before building to this one body-wracking climax as she spasmed and tightened around me.  Even when the waves of pleasure pouring through her body began to ebb, she still shivered, collapsing forward, arms braced awkwardly against the headboard of the bed for support, burying me beneath the two hundred-some pounds of her exquisitely overfilled and roughly-treated bosom, the underside of her breasts burning hot and glistening with sweat. 

 

            I forced apart my girlfriend's oppressively heavy breasts, still pulsing in time with her hammering heartbeat, taking a deep breath as I looked up through the deep canyon of her cleavage and saw her smiling down at me, content and utterly spent.

 

            “See, I told you I might smother you if you didn't behave.” she teased.

 

            “No, you said you'd do that if I didn't make you come, and I'm pretty sure I just did that at least a couple dozen times over.” I countered, pausing to run my tongue along the gloriously overstuffed curve of her breast, sending tremors of arousal flickering through her body again, “Still, if I was such a disappointment that you've already forgotten, just give me a second.  I'm already getting hard again and I'd love to go for another round- maybe if I'm a little rougher you'll actually feel something this time.”

 

            “No, no, not tonight!  Maybe not this week,” Joanna hastily relented, trying to heave herself upright again and failing, “Ow, damn- these things are going to be murder on my back- even if we figure out how to keep Reyna from blowing me up even more enormous than she already has, it'll be a miracle if I don't wind up bedridden because of these fucking giant boobs.”

 

            With a resigned sigh and a groan of effort, Joanna rolled off me and onto the bed, cursing as her excruciatingly tender breasts slapped against each other as she sank deep into the mattress; then laying there weary and pained as she protectively rubbed the two wobbling mountains that filled the entire center of the bed between us, her skin still glistening with sweat, her breath still labored and ragged as she tried to gently shove her bosom away from her face enough for us to talk, pausing to rub her self-indulgent belly resentfully.

 

            “Well then, I'm already built like an overinflated blow-up doll- did she have to make me even fatter while she was doing it?- and I'll be absolutely amazed if by this time tomorrow Reyna hasn't somehow managed to stuff herself to the gills with an entire bakery's worth of cakes or something and then come looking for me to unload all those jiggling green pounds right into my body so she won't get in trouble with her bosses,” Joanna reflected, staring down at her prodigious curves apprehensively, “So, what's our plan?”

 

            “You know, maybe you just solved this problem yourself,” I answered, as a flash of insight struck me, “I mean, like you said, her supreme commander or whoever seems dead set against Reyna letting herself get any bigger than she was when she first knocked on our door, and if it wasn't for the fact that she's been able to pour all that extra weight into you, she'd probably weigh half a ton by now.”

 

            “So if we made sure that she was going to go somewhere and stuff herself until she was too even bigger than that and then I wasn't around for a few days,” Joanna said, “She'll get fired or transferred or beamed back to the mother ship or whatever and be out of our lives forever!”

 

            “Exactly!” I agreed, “I know you've been worried that if we just pack up and leave, we'll end up with the government coming after us, so how about if we play it cool.  We've got plenty of money right now, thanks to Reyna, so how about if tomorrow we give her, I dunno- a thousand dollar gift card to the most calorie-laden restaurant in town as a thank you for how generous she's been with you, and then tell her we're going on vacation for a couple weeks and she's got the run of the house while we're gone.  We don't even have to do more than leave town; Reyna will go off to wherever, stuff herself to career-ending proportions, incur the wrath of her superiors and be sent off to whatever the stranger version of Siberia is.”

 

            “Right, that way we haven't done anything wrong or malicious that can get us in trouble,” I said, giving my immensely voluptuous girlfriend a smile, “And you can start getting used to life with all these luscious new curves without having to stress about waking up even bigger than you already are.”

 

            “Actually, I know I've been bitching about how terrible being this fucking huge is, but it hasn't all been about my aching back, overstretched tits and this completely uncalled for belly- sex with you since Reyna started filling me up has been fucking mind-blowing the last couple of days,” Joanna explained, caressing one of her breasts affectionately, “Honestly, part of the reason I'm so worried about Reyna staying around isn't just that I'm afraid one day she's going to fatten my hips up until I explode or something, though I'd be lying if I said that wasn't on my mind, it's because it feels so fucking amazing.  I think I might be getting addicted to having her blow me up like a balloon, and if we don’t get rid of her, there's no way that's going to end well for me.”

 

            “Don't worry, I'm going to go down right now and see if I can figure out what the richest restaurant in town is, and what the biggest amount they'll put on a gift card is, also if there's anywhere cheap and romantic we can lay low for a week or so while this situation sorts itself out.” I said, climbing out of bed and gathering up my clothes, “You get some rest, and I'll keep watch in case Reyna decides to get up at three in the morning to go eat out an entire Waffle House or something.”

 

            “Mmm, you take such good care of me; I feel better already,” Joanna said dreamily as she curled up in bed, nuzzling against the warmth of her sumptuous bosom, “Here, could you pull the blanket up for me?  I don't think I can really reach it anymore now I've got all of, well, me, in the way.”

 

            “Of course,” I agreed, pulling the comforter up past my girlfriend's broad-flaring hips, tugging it over the towering globes of her swollen bosom as she reached for it and pulled it up tightly to her neck, “Sweet dreams, hon; tomorrow's going to be a big day.”