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Turned VII
🕑 Added 2020-09-30 17:36:55 +0000 UTCNote: This is a story-prompt for varvi.
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“I can’t believe you agreed to that,” said Stephanie for the umpteenth time as they got back to Erica’s apartment. The two women had been arguing the whole ride back.
“I can’t believe you didn’t tell me you were pregnant again,” Erica countered breathlessly, her face flushed from the exertion of waddling around with her weight. Her belly was a huge globe attached to her. She honestly thought it resembled a beach ball in its largeness. Erica waddled slowly into the living room, gripping the couch with one hand as her other hand cradled what it could of her belly. She breathed deeply, in and out for a while, trying to catch her breath. Her belly heaved up and down accordingly. “And why…why’d you hide it from me?” Erica demanded, shooting Stephanie a frustrated look. “I mean, how did it even happen?” she wanted to know.
Stephanie reddened at this. She opened her mouth as though to speak again, but then pressed her lips and fell silent. She looked defeated. The bulge of her abdomen looked even evident than before in Erica’s well-lit living room. If Stephanie had been planning to keep it a secret, that secret would not have lasted much longer. She was already showing.
“God, Stephanie,” Erica ranted, when the fluster she felt seemed to jump up a degree. Her skin was prickling and burning, particularly in her chest and groin area. Her hands that had been idly rubbing at her bloated flanks froze in place and began to slide upwards. Feeling breathless all over again, Erica glided her fingers up to her chest to find that she was lactating again. Stephanie frowned at the growing damp spots on Erica’s dress. Erica could feel it gushing forward, nipples contracting gently.
“Fuhhh…” Erica breathed. She waddled to her bedroom and began to frantically doff her clothing. It was just too hot, too stuffy, almost suffocating her somehow. She gasped for breath as she dragged down her dress, allowing it to drop to the ground at her ankles.
“Are you okay?” Stephanie inquired as she followed Erica into the room, scrutinizing the other woman.
“The hormones…” Erica managed before it became all-consuming. Erica stood there almost nude, her huge belly and swollen breasts on display where they bulged against her underwear. Erica’s shaking hands returned to her breasts. She released a shaky breath as they contacted her bulging nipples. She rubbed tentative circles against the mounds, her thighs quaking at the sensitivity. Erica wanted to stop, but somehow she couldn’t. She couldn’t stop touching herself. Her breasts were yearning for attention, crying—seeping. “Can’t help it,” Erica breathed out, blushing a little in her shame. “Fuck, Stephanie, I just—it’s like my body’s on fire.”
Stephanie just shook her head. “I really wish you hadn’t taken those hormones. They will make it nearly impossible to not become pregnant again.”
The fluster was finally passing, her skin no longer burning hot and tingling. Erica continued to massage her breasts with her hands, a heavy sigh turning into a slight whimper. “I didn’t have a choice,” she explained in a quavering voice. “I can’t be trapped like this forever. I’m not a woman, Stephanie. I’m just—not.”
Erica finally lowered her hands, her breast flesh feeling warm and bloated. She arched and sighed, trying to work some tension out of her back. Her belly looked even bigger, almost preposterous in the degree that it pushed out. Clutching at it futilely with her hands, wishing she could alleviate some of the heavy weight on her hips, Erica waddled her way to her closet. She picked out some sleepwear, which just consisted of a sports bra, a T-shirt, and some leggings with a support band. She slowly eased her body into the attire even though she felt weary enough to collapse. “God, I hate being like this,” she murmured. “I swear, I’m getting huger by the day. I can barely even walk anymore. My tits are gigantic, and fucking heavy. God Stephanie, I’m blowing up.”
Stephanie snorted. “It’ll only get worse.”
Erica threw Stephanie a look of disbelief.
“Look at me,” Stephanie elaborated, raising her arms, displaying her voluptuous, pregnant body, and round tits in the tight dress she was wearing. “I didn’t even take the hormones and I still ended up pregnant.”
