Isaac and Elaine, and it seems Elaine is heavily pregananante and rapidly gaining weight at home.
Elaine sat on the large sectional sofa that dominated the middle of the living room. Her hips spread over to either side to the next cushion. her massive, gravid bump dominated her torso, took up her whole lap, and wobbled every now and then. She wondered how exactly she had gotten laid by Isaac, or how despite both being on birth control, she still wound up carrying four babies. She had next to nothing on, just a blanket over her, as she had been having odd... fluctuations in her weight.
The thought of it brought to mind what would cause it: thinking about Isaac. It was like his affection was magical. She thought about how after they got comfortable with their situation, he would greet her with a kiss to her forehead or temple, he remembered every craving, every spot that ached and how to soothe it, and how to make her feel seen.
As the memories of affection flooded over her, Elaine's heart thrummed, and a warmth spread over her. She felt her thighs swell, pushing her legs apart under her bump. She felt her hips widen, and her ass swell, pressing against the couch at every turn. Her breasts grew, ripening down each side of her belly. She struggled to reign in this feeling, leading her to gain almost one hundred pounds in the months leading up to now, and in these past few moments another fifty. It would go back down once her thoughts went elsewhere.
The door opened and Isaac entered, coming over and kissing Elaine's temple.
"Thinking about me?" he teased.
Elaine just swelled faster, making the couch groan.
“We probably should tell Jasmine, she’d love this.” Elaine responded to Abby. The women laid on Abby’s bed, considering what to do next. Elaine was twice as heavy, while Abby was three times as heavy as she was when she woke up. Abby’s breasts hung down to her newly plumped up thighs, fat nipples gently sweating milk, partially pressed aside from each other by her belly; her belly was one smooth orb of fat attached to her front, gracefully flowing to her sides where it folded over her now thick hips. She stretched her plump arms, giddy with joy at how they wobbled. Elaine was much the same shape she always was, her massive ass now almost half bigger, thighs thick enough that she would now be waddling, her belly rested heavy on her lap, also without a roll; her arms were thicker than Abby’s, but her breasts weren’t as big, though still more than a handful. They also had been leaking milk since The Slime had fattened her up, a process that she had thoroughly enjoyed.
“So let’s do it! Think she’ll let it fatten her up like us?” Abby said, starting the process of getting up, she hefted herself to the edge of the bed, loving every second of how her breasts slapped against her belly and arms, and how her belly slapped against her thighs. If she weren’t already smiling, she would be. She threw herself up from the bed and wobbled and jiggled as she found her balance, arms splayed out to stay upright.
“Whoa there.” Elaine interjected, “First of all, we’re both naked, and I don’t want to just barge into her room like this. Second,” Elaine turned to The Slime, which was sat contently on Abby’s pillow, “Would you want to do to Jasmine what you’ve done to us, if she wanted?”
“Fatten her up and make her lactate?” The Slime responded
“That was pretty verbose.” Abby remarked, her brow furrowing for a moment as she leaned over the edge of the bed. Elaine blushed slightly.
“Well, uh, I guess that makes it clear.” Elaine said, having a slightly easier time getting up from the bed. She got up and pulled her shirt back on, not even trying with the shorts. The shirt which had previously reached her hips now left half her belly exposed. She shrugged, looking down and seeing dark spots slowly form and spread, and sighed. Abby almost fell over as she stood back upright, smiling a big stupid smile as she relished in how her new body felt. She picked up her previously massively oversized shirt and pulled it over herself. She was delighted that it now fit as intended. She giggled as wet spots formed and spread on her own shirt.
“Do you wanna come with us or should we bring her here?” Abby asked The Slime as it descended from her bed. “Are you bigger?”
“Yes, and Yes… I may or may not have absorbed any food in your stomachs. Sorry.” The Slime made a sound similar to a giggle.
“Weird, but okay.” Elaine responded.
“When did I last eat?” Abby thought aloud to herself. She recalled stuffing herself with pizza earlier, but now that was gone, so it had to be lunch many hours ago now. The two women waddled out of Abby’s room to the dark living room of the house they shared. Abby moved over towards the kitchen in slight confusion and spied the time on the microwave. “Shit, Elaine, it’s like 1am. Jasmine’s probably been asleep for like three hours.”
“I guess we’ll have to show her in the morning, then. I think she sleeps in on Sunday.” Elaine responded, turning towards her room, “What’re you going to do?” she asked The Slime.
“I don’t know. I don’t think I need to sleep?” it responded.
“Well, we certainly do, and I certainly am.” Abby said, “You can stay in my room, if you want.” The Slime nodded and followed Abby, who exchanged a goodnight with Elaine. Abby peeled off the now damp shirt and tossed it aside, relishing the scent of the milk in it. “You can just hang out until I wake up, I guess.” Abby said as she snuggled up under her blankets, and again relishing her skin’s new smoothness and how heavy she felt. The Slime nodded, and collapsed into a round blob.
Abby awoke slowly, due to some weight on her chest. She felt heavy. Then, it all suddenly flooded back into her memory of what had happened on Saturday. The weight became rapidly familiar, but just as enjoyable. However, there was a new feeling. Pressure. Aching. In her boobs, her udders. Abby pushed her blanket off and noted that her boobs looked full. She pressed her fingers around her nipples and milk readily sprayed out, relieving some of the pressure immediately. A grunt of contentment growled from her throat as she kept doing so.
“Oh, I should probably not get this all over my bed.” Abby said to herself as she shuffled and jiggled her way out of bed, then to her bathroom. She stopped when she almost stepped on The Slime. “Oh! Good Morning, you~” she said, standing over it.
“It is morning.” The Slime responded, coalescing into a form similar to Abby’s, thick and busty. “There is much milk?”
“So much,” Abby blushed, she went to continue to her bathroom, but then paused and looked down at The Slime, “Would you like to help me out with that? Get you some breakfast on the way?”
“Yes, what did you have in mind?” The Slime asked
“You drink the milk from my tits!” Abby said giddily, a hot rush flying over her. The slime extended its arms up, morphing its hands into mouths, completely with nice lips which both attached to her nipples. The sensation of getting milked and the tingling from The Slime touching her there caused her to moan, and her knees to wobble. She quickly sat down, kneading her fat before beginning to finger herself. She barely noticed The Slime slowly growing as it drank up her sweet cream. After several minutes, Abby noticed The Slime receded. “A-- unh, All gone?” Abby asked, pulling her hand up and noticing it was much wetter than she usually was.
“No more milk.” The Slime said, reforming it’s hands. Abby noted it was notably whiter, but slowly returning to it’s usual clearness. “That was good, I liked that.” It said as Abby slowly got back onto her feet. She went into her bathroom to clean up and do her skincare routine, then put on another huge shirt. Well, now a slightly ill-fitting shirt, Abby rubbed the aching corners of her mouth as she went to the kitchen with The Slime in tow. She struggled a little with cooking up some breakfast for herself, which The Slime said that the milk had been enough, which made Abby giggle. Elaine soon emerged from her room as the smell wafted to her room.
“Morning, think if we cook up some pancakes, they’ll summon Jasmine?” Elaine asked, wearing a shirt too small to cover her belly like last night, and what looked like some sort of skirt. “Are you out here without any bottoms?”
“There was no way I was going to have anything that even remotely fit.” Abby said, getting out some premade pancake mix. “Unless you have something?” Elaine nodded and returned to her room, quickly returning to the kitchen. Her waddle was a little awkward, but she was quickly adapting. She took a spatula from Abby so she could keep vigil over the pancakes while Abby put the pair of shorts on.
“Aw, they’re a little loose.” Abby frowned.
“Cry about it.” Elaine replied, plating a few more pancakes. They both sat at the small table, Elaine almost having gone for two chairs as the first one she sat in creaked a little too much, while Abby was just ecstatic for her hips to hang off each side of the chair she sat in. About halfway through, both women turned their heads as Jasmine’s door slowly opened, and the busty black haired women strode out, dressed in a correctly sized crop top and bottoms. She was staring at her phone up until she got into the kitchen
“There enough pancakes to go around?” Jasmine asked before finally looking up. She looked at Abby and froze, then Elaine and… froze more, then she looked at The Slime which was sat in one of the chairs with a pancake floating in it’s head, and she somehow froze even more.
“Hey Jasmine! Good Morning! We, uh, um..” Abby started.
“The Slime is kinky as fuck.” Elaine said.
Abby and Elaine quickly recounted the events of last night to Jasmine, who remained near speechless, her eyes locked on The Slime as it slowly dissolved the pancake. Jasmine prodded Elaine’s massive thigh, checking that it was real.
“Can it make me lactate too?” Jasmine finally inquired.
“Why don’t you ask it?” Elaine replied, gesturing to The Slime.
“Can you make me lactate?” Jasmine asked a little more awkwardly.
“If you want, do you also want to be fattened?” The Slime responded, now seemingly the same height as Abby while seated. It even assumed the same pose with it’s arms resting on the table.
“I want you to, and maybe only a little fattening.” Jasmine blushed, holding up a hand as she spoke and held her finger and thumb slightly apart. Abby cocked an eyebrow.
“You want to be fattened?” Abby teased
“Only a little!” Jasmine defended, waving her hand around slightly still holding in the same position, “besides, good cows are plump cows.Soft and n-nuturing,” Jasmine waxed slightly philosophical, “Perfect for cuddling, and big fat boobs make better milk! Now, how does this work?” Abby and Elaine both giggled.
“I can either put my arm down your throat, like they said, or I could put my hands over your boobs.” The Slime responded, getting up and moving over to Jasmine.
She mulled over the options, “but the second one won’t fatten me? It’ll just make my boobs bigger?”
“Correct.” The Slime replied as it now stood next to her, “The others were on the ground when I did this, do you wish to move to the ground?”
“Okay, then let’s do that one first for a bit, then the second.” Jasmine said, standing up.
“You’re much taller.” The Slime observed
“Yea” Jasmine smiled, “But, I’ll just sit on the couch for this.” she said, making her way to the living room and sitting in her usual place on the spacious sectional. Abby and Elaine quickly waddled behind, excited to see how she’d respond to the process. Jasmine watched the two heavy women move in front of her and struggle for a moment to both comfortably fit on the ottoman. “Are you both going to watch?”
“Should we not?” Elaine asked
“I mean, well, you both watched each other go through it… so why not?” Jasmine concluded. “Do I just need to keep my mouth open? Are you ready?” she asked The Slime. The Slime nodded. Jasmine opened her mouth and The Slime quickly shot it’s arm into her mouth, then slowly advanced it down her throat. Jasmine let out a surprised sound then a curious sound as The Slime’s hand entered her stomach. Jasmine’s stomach expanded a little bit, despite it’s pudginess. Jasmine’s hands held it for a moment as her body slowly got softer. She grew and grew, her top quickly stretching as her boobs grew fastest, her fat nipples quickly growing hard from the feeling. She let out a low moan and her breasts surged in size, quickly pushing her crop top down as succulent acres cleavage spilled from the top. Jasmine boobs had nearly tripled in size, very nearly sitting on her fattened lap. She tapped The Slime’s arms a few times and it quickly retracted it’s gelatinous appendage.
“Are you okay?” it asked
“Whooo!” Jasmine said, hefting her boobs in her hands, “I didn’t think it would-- Wow! Look at these things!” Jasmine was practically vibrating with excitement. “Yea, I’m okay, are they going to start leaking now? Or are you still going to make them bigger??” She leaned forward, squishing them against her lap. This was all the encouragement they needed, as gentle streams of milk started flowing down the massive orbs. “Yess!!” she exclaimed. Elaine and Abby smiled along with her.
“But you want more?” The Slime asked, with a slight tilt of hopefulness.
“Yes, more milk please!” Jasmine responded, struggling a bit but managing to get the top off. The Slime shot it’s hands out, only covering the front third of her giant udders before they started growing. Abby and Elaine could see it channeling milk towards it’s core as it made Jasmine’s tits grow, the flow of milk also increasing as it did so. She leaned back, covering her mouth with a hand as her hips squirmed. Her tits quickly landed on her lap despite this and spread over it. A few moments later, she tried to reach for The Slime to tap out, but couldn’t reach the end of her boob to do so. “O~okay! That’s enough!” She said with a lustful voice crack. The Slime retracted it’s arms and smiled as Jasmine sat in the afterglow of her expansion. It seemed happy.
All four were quickly brought out of their focus as a door opened suddenly
“What the hell is going on… out… here?” Sasha, the fourth roommate asked, going from bubbling frustration to complete silence at the sight before her.
“We can explain.” Abby, Elaine, and Jasmine said in unison.
Abby stood frozen in the kitchen, a stack of hot pizza boxes in her hands, covering her newly grown boobs from view. They had been newly grown by The Slime she had found, which the pizzas were going to feed so it would make her bigger. However, the ginger’s plan was now in jeopardy as her housemate, Elaine, had caught her. The bottom heavy blonde was a little bit taller than her and twice as heavy, with most of her weight being in her bottom half, which was clad in a small pair of shorts, barely perceptible as her shirt covered them. The woman stood between Abby and her room in the kitchen, one massive fat hip stuck out, arms crossed, waiting for a reply.
“And what if I am?” Abby said
“Without me?” Elaine replied, “I saw the other boxes, and that’s a lot, even for you.” she stepped forward, opened the top box, “Neither of us even like this type of pizza.”
“Elaine. Just, let me get back to my room.” Abby asked, barely containing her excitement and arousal, her voice cracking just a hint. Her hands would be trembling if not for holding the boxes.
“May I come along?” Elaine replied. The two tensely exchanged eye contact.
“Yes, but, promise to be cool.” Abby said, quickly stepping around Elaine.
“Cool? Do you have a special someone over?” Elaine asked as she waddled along behind her lithe friend.
“No, well, sorta.” Abby tried to explain, Elaine opened the door to Abby’s room and the two moved inside, “I think it must be some sort of alien, or from another dimension.”
“What do you me-?” Elaine started, then stopped dead in her tracks when she saw the Slime standing on Abby’s floor. “What is that?”
“I am me.” The Slime said.
“Yea, so we’ve come to an arrangement, that I feed it and it makes me…” Abby set down the pizzas where the slime could reach them, and cupped her boobs, “Bigger.” Elaine sat down near it.
“Can you make me bigger?” Elaine asked the Slime
“After food, yes.” the Slime said, slowly growing as it dissolved the pizzas.
“After it makes my boobs bigger.” Abby cut in, excitement palpable, “And I thought you just liked stuffing yourself?”
“Well, I dunno, maybe I can get some bigger boobs, or thighs, or something. I want to see what it’s like too.” Elaine said, “Or maybe I could get just fatter in general.”
“I could do any of things.” the Slime said, almost done with the pizzas.
“Do you not need food between… whatever you do?” Abby asked, scooting closer to the Slime.
“No, just want food. Being wanted feeling almost as good.” The Slime said, finishing the pizzas and standing up, now about four feet tall. It looked at Elaine, it’s face now more detailed, and thickened it’s legs. “Abby first, then you.” it said, moving over to Abby.
“Just like that?” Elaine asked.
“Yes. I like it, and Abby likes it. I hope you like it.” The Slime said. Abby threw her shirt off and the Slime put it’s hands out onto her waiting breasts, dissolving the form of it’s hands over them until they were fully covered. The moment they were fully covered, Abby let out a stifled moan as her boobs started steadily growing.
“Yeah, it f-feels really good the whole time.” Abby replied, holding her shirt over her lap tightly, and leaning her head back against her bed. Elaine continued to watch as Abby’s breasts pulsed larger and larger, rapidly approaching a size that would overflow her hands, then stopped. “So good…” Abby moaned as the growth ended, punctuated by her nipples growing a bit larger.
“Holy Shit.” Elaine said, eyebrows rising slightly as the Slime receded, reforming it’s hands. “How big could you make her?”
“Not know. Very big?” The Slime responded, trying to imitate a shrug. “Me more bigger, able to make other more bigger.” it postulated.
“Alright. Do me. Make me fatter, all over.” Elaine said, fidgeting in place as if she had to get in some position, but didn’t know what. “What should I do?”
“Open mouth.” The Slime said, and Elaine did as told. The Slime stepped close to Elaine and reached its hand out. It’s hand morphed back into what looked like a flow of water as it entered Elaine’s mouth. Elaine let out a muffled grunt of surprise. She felt it reach her stomach and start bloating. Then, as she felt fuller than she ever had before, Elaine started feeling warm and tingling all over. She looked down, placing her hands on her stomach, and watched as her body slowly got softer. Elaine let out a stifled moan as she rubbed her belly, then grabbed the insides of her thighs, then her hips, then her boobs. Her hands were touching all over herself as she slowly grew right before her own and Abby’s eyes.
Abby was coming down from her own high, fondling her newly grown boobs, cautiously testing the new nipples. She lifted the shirt up from her lap and put it back on, shivering as the fabric passed over her teats. She shakily got up onto her bed and laid down, propping herself up to be able to see Elaine’s ongoing fattening. She knew she was going to have to ask The Slime to fatten her up later.
Elaine grunted, and started to pull off her shorts. It was obvious to both women that they were too small. Getting them down off her hips was a challenge; Elaine almost gave up and gave in to the thought she’d have to wait for them to rip as she left them around her knees. She moaned deeply and grabbed her own boobs and began playing with her nipples. Both women let out surprised gasps as small dark spots formed on Elaine’s shirt. The modest growing mounds were freed as Elaine lifted her shirt up, revealing small white drops forming and falling from them.
“What? That must be new!” Abby blurted out, a little jealous.
“New. Is fun” The Slime replied, making milk drip out faster from Elaine’s nipples. Elaine blushed deep red and let out a high moan, her legs starting to twitch and her hips gyrating. “That feel different this way.” The Slime observed as Elaine came, “Feel Good.” Elaine suddenly started growing a little faster. Her massive fat thighs pressed fully together, and her belly hid her crotch, her lovehandles rose over her widening hips and her tits grew bigger and lower, now with small streams of milk. Elaine grunted and pulled away from The Slime, which quickly retracted its hand from her mouth. Elaine and Abby both panted, for different reasons. Elaine wiped drool from her mouth, and then sat back on her ass to take her shorts all the way off.
“That was a lot.” she said, scooping her belly up in her hands.
“I want that treatment next.” Abby said calmly, with a sly grin.
“I’ve gotta be, like, twice as heavy now.” Elaine speculated, lifting her hips up and dropping them. “Which is a lot to take in.”
“Are you okay, E?” Abby asked, brow furrowing.
“I think so, I just-” Elaine licked her lips, “Liked it more than I thought. Don’t know how I feel about the lactating.” she concluded.
“Did I do wrong?” The Slime asked
“No, I’m not upset at you, I just, I just need to chill for a minute.” Elaine said, trying to get up, but finding it too difficult. She pivoted on her hip and got on her knees, then hoisted her body up. She paused to consider her next move, then got back down and crawled over to Abby’s bed-- a short distance-- then climbed up. Abby pulled her legs up, and Elain laid down across the bed, cankles hanging off the side.
“Sooo…” Abby said, to no one in particular.
“You can drink some, if you want.” Elaine said flatly
“What? I mean, yea! But like, I want my own. My own milk, if I can.” Abby stammered, then turned her head towards The Slime.
“Think I can suck on them myself? I wanna know how it tastes.” Elaine replied, balancing her tits on top of her chest, eyeing the small streams. She tilted them towards herself and was able to reach her nipples. She took a few gulps. “It tastes sweet.”
“Can you do me now? Like you did Elaine. Fatten me up?” Abby asked The Slime, turning red as she spoke.
“Do you want?” The Slime asked, with an inflection of concern. “I don’t want hurt.”
“When I’ve had enough, I’ll pat your arm, okay?” Abby suggested. The Slime nodded. “Wanna join us on the bed?” Abby asked, scooting to the opposite edge against the wall and patting the newly revealed space. The Slime strode over and climbed up in a single fluid motion, “Hold on, let me just-” Abby repositioned herself to lay parallel to Elaine and threw her shirt off, laid down, “Ready!” and opened her mouth wide.
The Slime reached its arm out, morphing into what seemed like a stream of water again and slid it into Abby’s mouth. The ginger cradled her stomach as it bloated out, the round dome stopping suddenly and then the rest of her starting to soften. Abby moaned, rubbing her growing thighs, then her belly which was quickly losing its firm dome, then her boobs-- which she was most excited about. No milk yet, but she was still enjoying the feeling of all of her fattening up. Small tears formed in her eyes from the bliss and joy of it. Her hands went back down to her hips, no longer boney and bare, but becoming soft and wide. She slid her hands along her thighs again, small sounds almost like sobs being blocked in her throat by The Slime. Her thighs were thickening, getting softer. The Slime began to work faster, fattening Abby faster. Her arms thickened, Abby watched as the definition of her metacarpals was lost to smooth softness, she ran her hands up her arms to feel her shoulders become smooth, no longer pointed and square. Her collarbones disappeared, as did her ribs, every notice of the small, skeletal woman she was before today was being covered up and buried.
Amidst all this, she recalled why she had wanted it, and her hands clapped up to her boobs, reaching them much sooner. She shivered as she gently squeezed them, and would’ve laughed as she felt the milk flow out in streams. They had surpassed the size of her own head, and were still growing, thumb sized nipples the most perfect fountains she could’ve asked for. Regaining herself, she patted The Slime’s arm, which it quickly retracted.
“You okay?” it asked quickly.
“More than okay.” Abby replied, wiping the tears.
“You cry?” The Slime responded
“You’re crying?” Elaine asked
“Happy tears.” Abby responded, struggling for a minute to sit up, enjoying how her belly pushed against her thighs, and how her ass pushed out around her, “Now then, let’s see how mine tastes.” Abby said aloud as she picked one of her boobs and pushed the fat nipple into her mouth. Two gulps and she let it go with a moan. “Oh that is so good, and sweet!”
“Were you hoping for a different flavor?” Elaine smirked
“No, this is all just perfect.” Abby smiled, “But you know what we need to do, right?”
Sasha stared in disbelief at her roommates. A look of shock and complete disbelief plastered her face. Before her were four figures: A creature she didn’t recognize, a pale semi-translucent white thing, almost five feet tall. There was a woman that looked like Abby, if she were three times as heavy, notable too that her boobs were much larger than her head. Another woman that looked like Elaine, though she was twice as big. And finally, a woman that looks pretty much exactly like Jasmine, save that she had boobs that covered her lap to her knees.
“Well--” Sasha sputtered, “Well get started explaining!” she looked over them, wide hips, thick thighs, massive boobs… lots of milk. She squeezed her legs together slightly. She wore a loose t-shirt and joggers.
“The Slime is kinky as fuck.” Jasmine said. The three others quickly elaborated on the origin of The Slime and what had transpired since last night. With every new thing The Slime had done in the story, Sasha wanted to ask for proof of some kind, sometimes it would slightly demonstrate, and sometimes the expanded and fattened forms of her friends was enough evidence for her. That is to say, Abby’s boobs got slightly larger as a demonstration.
Sasha sat back at the end of the large sectional sofa that dominated the living room and stared off into space, reconfiguring her world view. A slime! A real slime! In her living room! She gazed across her three friends, who looked at her expectantly.
“Do you want me to do anything to you?” The Slime finally asked, breaking Sasha’s not focus after a few minutes. Jasmine cocked an eyebrow as Sasha blushed a bit.
“Well, I--” Sasha started but cut herself off. “Will this… be permanent?”
“Probably.” The Slime responded, with a slight shrug.
“But you could change me later in some way, if you’re still around?”
“Probably.” The Slime replied like before. Sasha chewed her lip for a moment.
“Yes.” Sasha finally said. Her roommates leaned in slightly, eager to know what their reserved friend would want. “I want you.. To make me very… fertile.” Sasha said slowly, blushing a deep crimson as she reached the end of her sentence. Abby and Jasmine exchanged a look, Jasmine lost a bet.
“Fertile.” The Slime repeated back, as if thinking. “To make baby?”
“Many babies… at once.” Sasha corrected, attempting to regain her composure.
“Can do that. Anything else?” The Slime asked. Sasha blushed slightly again
“Yes, make me a bit fatter, and my boobs bigger. I need hips for carrying and boobs from supplying milk.” Sasha said, accenting her features as she spoke.
“Who do you want to have kids with?” Elaine asked, intensely curious.
“Yea, Sasha! Who do you want to breed you?” Abby chimed in. Sasha buried her face in her hands
“I’d want Isaac to get me pregnant, if it could be anyone.” Jasmine said, trying to take some heat off Sasha. Abby and Elaine were both surprised, they all knew their fifth roommate was a trustworthy guy, but this was more than a bit forward for Jasmine.
“Really?” Abby said to Jasmine
“He is really cute.” Sasha admitted
“And you wanna have his cute little babies?” Elaine asked
“Yes.” Sasha said, “So let’s get this over with so I can move on to trying to seduce him, or something.”
“I think if he saw us like this, he’d just melt.” Abby said.
“Wanna bet?” Jasmine asked.
“I-- can you guys not right now?” Sasha said as The Slime approached her, “So what do I do?”
“Hmm, open mouth, expose nipples, and will need to access, what called, womb?” The Slime said, raising it’s arms and splitting each one, four tendrils waving around it gently.
“Oh, that’s all.” Sasha said, looking at her naked and leaking roommates, “Okay, not that bad, I guess.” she quickly removed her clothes, “So do you taste--!” she started, then The Slime started it’s work. It plunged an arm into her mouth and down her throat, one on each of her nipples, and the last one wormed it’s way down to her crotch, quickly finding her pussy and moving in past her lips. Sasha’s eyes went wide and her body gently convulsed, her pupils darting around before just rolling up. Her friends watched excitedly as her trim waist bloated out slightly, but not from fat. The lowest portion of her belly rounded out. Next were her breasts, growing from her C cups up and up to F cups, her nipples growing slightly larger before milk started flowing out into The Slime’s cups over her boobs. Finally, Sasha’s body quickly plumped up, the roundness of her lower stomach became less pronounced as her waist softened. Her thighs thickened considerably as her breasts rivaled her head in size. Her arms softened lastly, then it all ended.
As The Slime receded from Sasha, she gasped and her body twitched. Her legs clapped closed and she shivered, letting out a low moan.
“You okay?” Jasmine asked
“Yea, you weren’t exaggerating, it’s really good.” Sasha said, slowly looking down at herself. Her hands first cradled her stomach. “My uterus changing was really something. But, I feel so warm, and-- oh fuck I’m ovulating.” Sasha said, feeling a rush of heat and arousal. “I-- I think I’m going to need Isaac after this.” Sasha squirmed as she felt her boobs, smiling as milk leaked out.
“What? Are we supposed to just call him up to come back home and… fuck you?” Jasmine asked.
“I couldn’t do it, even if I needed to, even if he was here!” Sasha said, blushing at the thought.
“Kinda sounds like you need to.” Abby remarked, clasping her hands under her bosom. Abby fished around and procured her phone. “Maybe I should call him for you?”
“He’s at work!” Sasha said, “No! No no no!” Sasha quickly stood, seeming to relish how her body felt. “I have to tidy my room up, it has to be perfect. I need to rearrange my bed.” Sasha went to her room. Abby and Elaine exchanged a glance. Jasmine got up and went after her. “No! Jasmine! You’ll get milk everywhere!”
“You’re leaking milk too!” Jasmine said, just outside Sasha’s room.
“Not like you! It’s just-- It’s just like a sprinkle!” Sasha called back, already moving her bed, rotating it so the foot of the bed faced the door.
“Ugh, okay.” Jasmine huffed, noting how much milk and run down her person since she had stood near the doorway. “Elaine, can you help her?”
“Why?” Elaine asked curiously
“It’s really important to her, like, really important.” Jasmine said, “She’s wanted something like this as long as I’ve known her.” she concluded. Elaine nodded and heaved herself up, waddling over and wiggling slightly to get through the door.
“And what about us? Do we just sit here, leaking, and making the place smell nice with our milk?” Abby asked as Jasmine sat next to her on the large sectional sofa that dominated the living room of the house.
“I guess? I just hope Isaac likes the smell.” Jasmine replied. She glanced around the floor, there were small drip trails around and the twin trails of her own moving around. She chewed her lip for a moment considering how each of them were turning into walking messes. Her eyes went wide in surprise, however, when she saw The Slime start to slide around on the floor, keeping it’s humanoid form, but its feet morphed as if standing in a puddle, absorbing up all the milk from the floor.
Meanwhile, in Sasha’s room, Elaine was helping move things while making idle conversation.
“So, why so excited?” Elaine said, quickly realizing she may not be up to the task of rearranging things as her hips kept bumping into everything.
“Because, I’ve always wanted… to be bred… all big and stuff.” Sasha started enthusiastically, but quickly blushed and hid her speaking behind moving her desk out of the way of the bed.
“That was obvious, but what about it?” Elaine shuffled as she aided in moving the desk.
“Everything!” Sasha replied, “I am so excited to have my belly get all big and round, and wonder about how many I’ll have.” Sasha rubbed her lower stomach, smiling involuntarily. “I wanna see how my body changes, and like, if I do get Isaac to do it, I wanna see how he responds to it- that’s more a curiosity, though.” Sasha looked away, lost in thought for a moment, “How big do you think I’ll get?”
“If what The Slime did to the rest of us is anything to go by, I guess you could be huge.” Elaine looked down at herself, unable to see her feet now.
“Right! And, like, I could carry low, or high, or really round, or like have a torpedo belly.” Sasha rearranged some items on her nightstand after moving it next to the bed’s new location, “There’s so many ways my body could change, and I want to see it! I want to bear witness as I change because of someone I--” Sasha stopped
“Someone you… love?” Elaine tried to extrapolate.
“Not, like, not like that.” Sasha furrowed her brow, adjusting where Elaine had moved her other nightstand. “Like, Isaac is always super dependable, and caring in little ways. I wanna… I wanna be pampered by him while I carry his children.” Sasha said
“How long have you felt that way about him?” Elaine asked, trying to figure out what else needed to be moved, only to be bewildered as Sasha moved her desk chair to her bathroom.
“Not very long. Like, maybe just a couple months?” Sasha replied, exiting the bathroom. She smiled looking across the room. “This looks great! It’s perfect!” She then looked down, seeing the dribbles of milk both women had left all over the carpet. Sasha ran a hand through her hair. “Gotta clean that.”
“Sasha, take a breath.” Elaine said, looking out the door, “And, I think The Slime can clean up after us in that regard.” Elaine tried to step aside for The Slime as it moved along the ground cleaning up the milk dribbles.
“Hey, can you like, make us stop leaking constantly? Or at least me?” Sasha asked The Slime as it slid around the room.
“Yea, me too, it’s fun but not an ‘all the time thing’.” Elaine chimed in. The Slime happily nodded and extended its arms, which bifurcated before reaching the two women’s nipples, and after a moment they stopped leaking. “So what now? We lure Isaac home from work?” Elain put a hand on her meaty hip
“I-- yea, but-- why is he even working on Sunday?” Sasha deflected.
“Voluntary overtime, saving to get a new tv for the living room.” Elaine responded, “But he should be on his lunch break soon, if you want to call him.”
“I could, but like, I don’t want to bother him.” Sasha replied, blushing slightly.
“What?” Elaine smirked, waddling over to Sasha, “Sacred to call him and beg him to come home and breed you?” Elaine teased.
“A l-little.” Sasha replied.
“What if I dial the phone for you?” Elaine pressed
“M-maybe. But how would we explain The Slime to him?” Sasha asked, “He wouldn’t just like-- I don’t know how he’d react to me just asking to f-fill me up.”
“I think-” Elaine started then stopped, “That’s a good point. Maybe we facetime him and show him? From what Abby’s told me, he might just come running home after what he sees.”
“What do you mean?” Sasha asked.
“You’ll see.” Elaine replied, waddling out into the living room.
