she sat up in her bed and leaned forward almost placing her head between her knees as though she was sick and fixing to heave. after three minutes, the dizziness began to fade and she leaned back and sat up against the headboard. her mind raced as to what was causing the fantastically horrible feelings within her. she couldn't help but think about two nights ago when she and steven had united in a fit of passion that had lasted for over an hour. that was a joyous occasion that even now she longed for again. every minute had brought about new ecstasy and she climaxed over and over again. then she fast-forwarded twenty-four hours to the previous night. how stupid had she been? there wasn't a single one of the pills left! and then she thought of bobbie and the mess that she was in. her blood pressure went up again and she started sweating at the thought of blowing up and looking like a balloon and not being able to get out of bed for five months. poor bobbie, she thought.
it was then that she noticed that her breasts had grown during the night. she looked down at her shirt and saw that it was fuller that it had been the night before. it was almost anti-climatic. her hands raised up to her shirt and felt her new mass and began to rub them until her nipples became erect and hard. she removed her shirt and massaged her breasts until they became engorged and firm. she run her hands all over her chest, rubbing the sweat like a lotion on her skin. her hands slid down her breasts and across her nipples and back up and around to the underside of her chest and then down towards her bellybutton.
her heart skipped! she had a pudge where her belly was! there was actually a belly instead of the firm torso that she had been so used to. it was as though she had eaten too much and had put on five pounds! she parted her breasts with her hands and looked down at herself. could she be pregnant?
deep within the confines of heather's womb, a strange thing had happened. the pills had brought the
fertile hormone to her ovaries and fluids at just the right time (or just the wrong time, however
you would like to look at it). the fertilized egg for the night of passion had been hit by a wave
of the hormone and it had split into two eggs, producing what would in most cases result in twins.
but for heather this was only the
beginning. the hormone was strong enough that it caused the eggs to split again creating four
identical eggs. every couple of minutes, the hormone was reacting with the eggs and causing a
division to take place. heather was feeling the effects of over twelve hours of chain-reaction
splitting. yes, she was definitely pregnant! how pregnant was anybody's guess. the physical effects of the
pregnancy were slow but continual. the normal stages of division and growth had begun, but
multiplied by all of the eggs within her.
for the next hour, heather sat in her bed and rubbed her belly. although the growth had been slow and she had not physically seen it happen, she had seen a growth of over two inches in diameter as her belly had crept out. she continued to rub it and her breasts, watching and enjoying. heather had no idea what was going on inside of her. it was saturday and her parents had both gone away for the day. they were helping some friends move and wouldn't be back until later that evening. but heather's mind was lost as she continued to watch her body change. over the next forty minutes, she watched as her belly grew out three inches. she now looked like she was approaching six months pregnant. her belly was round and growing in all directions. she loved the exhilarating feeling she was getting from the growth within her. her breasts continued to expand with fatty tissue and milk as her belly grew. she would squeeze her breasts and get shivers from the feelings within her.
about the time eight o'clock rolled around, she was reaching the typical look of nine months, but she continued to rub her belly, not realizing the situation that was occurring. slowly she expanded and continually she felt her belly as it enlarged within her hands. she had felt the skin being pulled as her belly enlarged, but the ecstasy she felt overwhelmed her and she didn't think about it. as though she was filled with yeast causing dough to expand, she continued to inflate with life. her belly button had become flat with the rest of her belly as she reached the look of ten months pregnant with twins. she looked at the mirror and shifted so she could look at herself, when she realized that she couldn't move very easily. the new weight had caused her to become unbalanced and she couldn't get to her feet to raise herself up. a fear struck through her when she realized that the portable phone that she always kept by her bed was on the dresser on the other side of the room. she couldn't even call for help. her hands felt the growth within her as her belly continued to grow ever larger. her skin was already becoming quite tight and her breasts were rolling off her belly and hanging down to her waist. she was growing out of control!
the tension on her skin increased with every breath. she could feel the skin stretching as growth took place within her ever-expanding womb. she could only think about bobbie's situation and how she had had weeks for her skin to adapt to the abnormal pressure of the babies within her. she was blowing up in just a few hours! her skin wasn't stretching like bobbie's over time. it was stretching too fast! she was looking like she had a cow inside of her! her skin was turning shiny and becoming more and more taut. the stretching of her skin made a sound like static on a tv. it was unusual but continual. the skin had turned white as the pressure had begun to force the blood out of the capillaries. she was going to explode! she was shouting to herself, "no, no, no! stop!" but her body wouldn't listen. the larger she got, the tighter her skin became and the less sound she heard from the stretching. the skin of her belly was reaching its limit. the pressure was immense and she had no way of stopping the growth. why had she taken the pills? why had she been so stupid, she thought?
she could no longer mash her belly in, creating dents in it. there was no more room to force growth from. the pressure was making her wince and grit her teeth. she was taking up most of the bed she had confined herself to. she was trying to hold the growth back with her arms but she couldn't reach enough of her belly to hold it in. her breasts had become the size of cow's udders and had tuned purple around the areola and started dripping milk.
at 10:35 in the morning, the sound of stretching skin ceased. there was a moment of relief as the room became deathly quiet. a bed bowed in the middle by the weight of a nearly thirteen-year-old girl with a weather balloon for a belly and breasts that could easily hold two gallons of milk apiece. she looked at herself and realized that she had messed up. although the skin of her belly had stopped stretching, she could still feel the pressure building within her. as it became more and more intense, she started crying and rubbing what she could reach of her belly. "why, why, why did i do it?" the walls of her belly shook and vibrated as the pressure become unbearable, her skin so tight it felt like concrete. she was almost afraid to breathe for fear it would cause the skin to rupture. but still the pressure grew.
bobbie nearly choked on the bite of toast she was eating. "i tried to tell her, but i guess she wouldn't listen." bobbie felt bad for heather, but what was she able to do about it?
as bobbie was growing closer (no pun intended) to her final days until delivery, her breasts were becoming engorged with milk. she had felt pressure before, but this was more than she had ever experienced. her breasts, now lying beside her now nearly nine-month pregnant belly were filling up and becoming quite round. she couldn't even raise them up to drink from them anymore. she was completely immobile setting on the bed.
bobbie's doctor had seen the story too, but he was at the hospital when heather had come in. as the doctors rushed to work on heather, bobbie's doctor was asking as many questions as possible. he was now in fear that the same thing would happen to bobbie. he would deliver the babies from her with the help of a team of doctors stationed in the bedroom with him. bobbie was oblivious to the plan.
the head doctor was still in fear of bobbie's skin splitting, so they were very gentle with her. it took six doctors to roll bobbie onto her side and maneuver her left breast around to the front. the doctor moving her breast had become soaked with milk and became horny with the whole event. the delivery was quite easy, considering the situation. the pressure within bobbie's womb forced the babies out from between her legs as though being pushed at high force from within. bobbie's weight had prevented the natural forces of labor from working, allowing her to last so long in her pregnancy. as she screamed to release the last two babies, she was met with a feeling of exhaustion and relaxation.
she was turned back over, where she saw her feet for the first time in over three months. her breasts were enormous! they reached past her knees and were leaking milk from all of the excitement. the doctors were catering to the babies and a nurse was seeing after bobbie. everyone had come through the procedure in good condition. the doctors had counted not twelve but thirteen babies as they carried each one out the door to the two awaiting ambulances. they placed bobbie on a stretcher, binding her breasts to her so they would not fall off the sides during the ride. an hour later, they were all at the hospital recovering.
heather was back at home now, but in a wiser form than she had been before. her now double-g size breasts, (or at least that's what the label said on the bra she had been forced to wear), made her look light a girl caught between two different times. she was the innocent twelve-year-old that was going to have a birthday in three weeks, but at the same time she was well aware of the penalties of sex. but heather liked her breasts, and after all, that was what she had wanted the whole time anyway.
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