Female Belly Expansion Novels & Stories

I felt grungy. Gwendoline’s copper scrying bowl was doubling as the wash basin. I filled it with cool water and dipped the sponge she’d set out into it. I’d fallen asleep in in my tee shirt and panties, so I stripped them off before attacking my body with a vengeance. A cool breeze caressed my wet nakedness. It felt soothing. As I moved the dripping wet sponge over my abdomen I noticed it looked slightly rounded. This explained why my jeans felt a little snug and might also explain the reason my hips were hurting. Since I wore my clothes loose fitting, my body had room to expand before anyone would notice. Surely this hadn’t happened overnight. I was so focused on learning magic that I

"You go out. I can bathe myself." Jaclyn Dills shook his head. "No, with your belly so big and the bathroom floor slippery, what if you slip and fall?" I glanced down at my swollen belly. Truth be told, I wasn't keen on letting Jaclyn Dills see me undressed. My once slender waist had disappeared, replaced by the swollen appearance resembling a large penguin. However, it seemed I couldn't resist Jaclyn Dills's insistence.

"People are starting to notice I'm not showing. I need to look pregnant. Convincingly. Starting immediately." The color drains from his face. "Miss Morton," he begins carefully. "What you're suggesting is-" "I'm not suggesting anything yet. I'm explaining the situation." I tilt my head prettily. "I need a silicone prosthetic belly. I've done some research. There are companies that manufacture them for theatrical and medical use. They move naturally when you walk. Under clothing they're completely undetectable." I pause. "I need you to tell me exactly what stage I should order for a woman supposedly in her twelfth to fourteenth week. Soft, low, barely visible, but there."

The goal was locking me in place so I couldn’t squirm away from what was coming. They started pumping. This time around they weren't just fucking,they were breeding. Hot spurts of cum flooded straight into my womb. I felt my lower belly start to swell. My womb got fuller around the intrusion and the pressure was so fucking intense. The one in my ass came too. They started pumping me full from behind until I felt stuffed in both holes, My belly grew visibly now, it was round like I was already carrying their clutch. I looked down and whimpered at the sight. my abdomen was swollen and the outline of the thick tentacle still visible under my skin.

Evelyn screamed in pure, shattered ecstasy. Her womb and ass were being bred simultaneously by eight enormous tentacles, all pumping thick ropes of glowing seed into her at once. The pressure was overwhelming. Her belly swelled rapidly, growing larger and rounder with every heavy spurt, the skin stretching shiny and tight over the massive load being forced inside her. More tentacles joined the frenzy.

I lit the candles and placed them around the soaking tub, turned on the hot water, added some lavender scented bath salts, and bubble bath. Once the tub was about halfway full, I stepped out of my dress and placed it in the laundry hamper. I looked at my naked reflection in the full-length mirror. I could see a small bump starting to form in my mid-section. My hips looked more pronounced, my breasts were heavier, fuller, they even looked slightly bigger. I reached down and squeezed each one gently, they were tender, and a little bit sore. I turned around and gazed at my ass, it was plumper and a bit wider. I reached around, lifted my butt cheeks and let them fall, they jiggled. They never us

"Can I see your belly?" Merrigold was hesitant. She remained quiet... for some time. Wanting to prove the old woman wrong Merrigold roughly threw back her blankets standing up, she pulled her dress up to her stomach. Looking at Mrs Brown's reaction, she looked astounded looking down at it and Merrigold saw it, the slight curve almost egg shaped. She could not even see the hairs of her vagina. It should have been the first thing she saw. How had she gained so much weight and not realized it? It was weight gain that's all she told herself. Shocked herself, she immediately put her dress back down went back into her blanket. Her heart was beating so fast. No no no.

Relaxed and refreshed after half an hour in the water, she started to dress with care. Studying her reflection in her bedroom mirror, Penny observed without emotion that she was not quite so slim as she had been before Howard was conceived. Her hips, her breasts were rounder, fuller. Only her waist line was miraculously unaltered. This seemed lucky since she heard that a woman's waist line increases after child birth. Nevertheless, the inches elsewhere were becoming. Her completion was still flawless and her hair and eyes seemed brighter than before. She looked... And felt... More mature. The young girl Jeremy used to tease had gone. This was a woman.

I curled up on the bed, trying to close my eyes, but the discomfort in my stomach began changing into a burning sensation that spread through my body. At first, it was only a mild cramp, like ordinary menstrual pain. But a few minutes later, the sensation changed into intense pressure from inside my womb, as though something was growing too quickly inside it. My breath caught, heat spreading all the way to my fingertips. I threw off the blanket with trembling hands. My eyes widened when I saw the thin nightgown I was wearing beginning to lift. My stomach, which had been flat before, was now slowly swelling as though a balloon were being inflated beneath my skin.

Renata stared at her reflection in silence. Her hair hung wet and messy. Her cheeks were flushed from the hot water. But her gaze drifted lower, settling on her stomach. That was when she noticed. Her usually flat belly now showed a gentle swell. It wasn’t dramatic, but it was unmistakable to someone who scrutinized her body every single day. A soft, subtle curve just below her navel—a quiet, undeniable change. Renata’s hand shook as she pressed it to her stomach. Her fingers traced the small bump with a whirlwind of emotions: shock, fear, and something deeper, something she didn’t dare name.