#incube

[bizarreauhavre]

“Incubus” by Tomas Boersner.

[charnel-grounds]

No Smoking

Incube #20 - Éditions Elvifrance, 1984.

[thatoneweebsworld]

Bulky (Part 2)

Yeah yeah I know I wrote something that came after this first. My blog my rules. Anyways here we go

Warnings: bloating, simulated mpreg, big burly husky slime, I should probably put slime inflation on here just to be safe

Disclaimer: same as last time, Dash Cantor belongs to @abdomented, Aaron Fastolf belongs to @tentacletea-blog, inspiration from @lamarcodon.

Aaron Fastolf was huge. There was no other way for Dash to put it. Every single aspect of him was massive from his stomach to his height to his musculature to his… well, Dash was certainly somewhat more excited about every single aspect of his friend. Every ounce of that nutrient-loaded slop was now making Aaron bigger than Dash had ever seen him before... right there on his couch. And Dash certainly gets feelings around things that are bigger than him. "You have an incubation starting tomorrow right?" Dash silently nodded, still awestruck by the jelly-like titan before him. "And you had to fast, right?" Another silent nod. Aaron chuckled and sneakily teased Dash's hips with a long tendril of slime. The small Chionian shuddered at the cool sensation and, if it weren't for the fact that Aaron's arm was around him, he would have leapt about a foot off the ground. His stomach groaned in emptiness. "Aaron..." Before Dash could say another word a large rush of slime flooded his intestines and bolted up, up, up into the depths of his tract.

Aaron could not physically hide his sneer. Dash was such a switch, that much was rather obvious, but it took just the right combination of stimuli to get Dash's cocky exterior to shatter and show his more submissive side. This being said, Dash was trying his absolute hardest to cling to the somewhat slippery figure holding him in place. Aaron had already won him over. "Dammit Aaron it feels good to have something inside me again..." Dash whined. A steady yet somewhat pulsating stream of slime inundated his insides, the cool substance slowly yet surely making its way up into his stomach. It wasn’t long before the goo shoved its way past the sphincter and into Dash’s complaining tum. The moment his stomach was no longer empty was certainly the most pleasant part of the whole experience. And it just kept getting better from there.

“Fuck…~~~” Dash whined lustfully. He wiggled himself further onto Aaron and rested his hands on the slime’s chest, ogling his pectorals with this somewhat entranced smile. “I wanna motorboat ‘em.” The mass in front of him rounded out more at his previous comment. “Well, go right ahead. But it’ll come at a price,” Aaron taunted. Dash was all too excited to care what that 'price' may be and shoved his nose right into Aaron's chest. The gooey squelching and vibrating certainly caught Aaron off guard because it was so sudden, but that did not stop him from pumping a huge lump of slime straight into Dash's stomach. The small human squeaked in something between shock and delight, now held firmly to the slick pecs by Aaron's heavy... heavy hand. Dash breathed nice and deep in response to the filling. "Mmmphhh~~~~~" was all that came out of Dash's mouth as another round globule entered his gut. This gradually turned from massive surges to a wonderfully strong, steady stream to the point of Aaron even shrinking a little. It sure showed on Dash's waistline. To keep Dash flush with his chest, Aaron had to allow his own stomach to give and even form a divot. No doubt about it Dash was extremely full... and his pleasured moaning showed it.

"Aaron..." Dash whined. "Dammit you're gonna pop me..." The slime allowed Dash to look up at him, in fact he encouraged it. "Not if I just... do... one..." Dash was treated to watching his friend's arm bloat rounder and rounder knowing that whenever Aaron decided that lump was going straight to his tummy. "...more... push!" Aaron smirked as he sent that glob up through Dash's tract so forcefully that his stomach surged upwards along with outwards. Dash moaned loudly at the sensation. "Aaron!!!" The slime pulled himself out of Dash minus the tiniest indiscernible strand and kept him close. Aaron lifted Dash up off of him into a sitting position. Dash was panting as he looked at his very round and rather pink tummy. "Oh Dash, it looks like all those baby slimes I pumped into you... are waking up~" The sensation started slow, Dash could just barely feel the tiniest bit of motion beneath his skin, but it rather quickly sped up. Soon every single ounce of slime in Dash's gut was squiggling around. His entire body was pleasured. Aaron continued churning Dash's innards about so long as Dash would last... and the climax was nothing short of green and explosive.

[driftinggivre]

Experimental edition of the week

[sweetdemolitionlovers]

« In the night. Come to me. You know I want your touch of evil. In the night. Please set me free. I can't resist a touch of evil. »

♫ A Touch of Evil - Judas Priest

A new couple, Orias and E. 💓

E. by my friend and partner @elodielsims 💓

[tentacletea-blog]

From a prompt from a lovely anon! :3c In which Dash takes the new guy for drinks...

[charnel-grounds]

Fluide maléfique

Incube #16 - Éditions Elvifrance, 1984.

[thatoneweebsworld]

Happily Fed

See this post for inspiration, all characters belong to @abdomented

Warnings: slime preg, some stuffing, brief live birth

“Vilu Slimes,” Dash mumbled as he made his way out of the hospital once again with his latest assignment. "Don't think I've ever had 'em before. Gloria, how're they lookin'? Am I gonna be hurting later?" The phone on Dash's sleeve lit up and spoke. "Vilu Slimes, parasitic. Originally from the oceanic planet Astrolla, these teal, round slimes use ingested nutrition from the host to grow over the course of approximately seven days. Their digestive process is exothermic and kinetic." Dash always had trouble with big words, so he didn't quite understand what the slimes would be doing inside him. Nevertheless he listened more. "Your assignment says that the larger the slimes are by the end of their week gestating, the more they are worth. In short, the more you eat the more you get paid." Dash's eyes lit up. "Well well well, then they gave me just the right thing." The surrogate loved that. So long as ‘kinetic’ and ‘exothermic’ didn’t make him double over in pain, he’d let the things get as big as he could make them.

Two hours and about a dozen slimes down his throat later, Dash was headed back to his apartment. “Damn these things are already making me hungry…” Of course, Dash being the slight glutton he is, just had to pick something up to satisfy his grumbling stomach. And something had to be big.

Full of two extra large loaded pizzas about three hours after getting home, Dash couldn’t do anything except lazily lay back on his couch. Between the pizza and the slimes presumably feasting on said pizza he was stuffed out of his mind. Just before he passed out in a food coma Dash’s tummy started… vibrating. It had to be the slimes. “Gloria define kinetic and exothermic…” he drowsily mumbles, really enjoying the sensation. “In regards to your assignment, Vilu slimes vibrate and emit heat as a part of their digestive growth process.” The purring only gets louder and more soothing. “Gloria why didn’t you tell me these things massaged me from… the… in….. side…….” While Dash’s stomach gave a squelching complain at the now growing mass within him, a soothing warmth certainly made up for it. The sensation was comparable to a purring heating pad, just hot enough to make a difference. Dash was sold. The bigger these slimes got, the more they’d purr and the more they’d grow and then the more they’d warm him up and the more he could eat without it hurting and the more they'd purr. He could get them huge and have them ease off the aches they caused…

Around two days and a ton of overstuffing later, Dash could barely get out of bed to answer the door for his deliveries. The only thing that truly kept him from just curling himself around his now constantly warm, massaged, and very round tummy was the prospect of more food to indulge the slimes with. Dash didn't even bother to wear normal clothes; it was simply too tight. He instead settled for a loose robe and boxers the latter being solely for modesty and to keep him eligible to have food delivered. While normally Dash was no stranger to getting looks from the poor underpaid souls bringing glorious sustenance right to his doorstep, this time felt... different. He had been using the door to hide his pleasured stomach far more than he normally would. His robe needed retied and readjusted after every single course. The pleasure was all too great for him to care.

By day 5 Dash was barely able to physically get from the couch to the door. His robe was useless, all those wonderfully warm little slimes (read about 8 inches each) had him too blissful to care. In only took about three full pizzas to sate the slimes enough to encourage growth which was all Dash was striving for. His entire body wanted that sensation from his chest all the way to his feet sore from trying to carry the weight. His mind was addicted and somewhat wanted to have the slimes stay put slowly growing bigger and bigger only to atone for any pain through those wonderful vibrations. Bursting the bubble for Dash was the new distribution of weight. Unlike previously where his upper stomach and midsection bulged, there was no escaping the fact that everything was shifting lower at a somewhat urgent rate. "Gloria, call Harv. These things are on their way out and I... can't......." Splat. There went the first light aqua blob sliding down Dash's boxers, out the first exit it found, and right onto the living room floor.