Female Belly Inflation Novels & Stories

But, at the same time, she looked so pissed! Hue helped her out of the bed and even helped her to undress. He stood by the side when she looked at herself in the standing mirror. "My belly is frightening me!" she said as she checked her bulging belly. The surface of her belly was as shiny as the surface of a blown-up balloon. It was an alien feeling to see the unexpected as only yesterday her belly was still as flat as a chopping board.

“Oh my god… you’re splitting me open… it’s too much… don’t stop…” The struggle made it hotter. My pússy fought to accommodate them, fluttering and clenching around the three thick shafts. Every small thrust sent sparks shooting through my body. The fullness was insane. I felt stuffed beyond capacity. My belly even looked slightly swollen from how deep they were pressing.

Zurig moaned in my ear as I did this and I felt even more seed pumping inside me. I stopped a bit and sw Sandy’s abdomen is standing out a bit. Does mine? I looked down and saw a little bump where my flat stomach used to be. Am I filled to the brim with Zurig’s seed? “What is it?” Zurig asked and looked over my shoulder at what I am looking at.

Allison said and gave Kylie puppy eyes. "That's not gonna work on me dear. But you're my friend,so I'll let you have ice cream" Kylie said and Allison nodded gratefully. "Is it okay for you to take ice cream?" Allison asked with furrowed eyebrows. "Why? Hello! It's not even a month yet" Kylie said and eyed her. "Well,you have five days left for your stomach to start swelling. Really big belly" Allison teased and laughed. "You're so...urgh! The tummy doesn't start swelling after a month. That's too early. I don't want to walk around showing people that "I had sex and here's the evidence; in my stomach" Kylie said in a funny way making Allison burst into laughter.

She climbed in, pouring herself a glass of wine and letting out a sigh as the warmth seeped into her skin. "Fuck," she muttered to herself, sipping last night's merlot. The wine warmed her from the inside, and she slid farther into the water, using a rolled towel for her pillow. Warmed inside and out, that familiar light-headedness took over, creeping across her hips and into her groin, her labia swelling larger than normal as a result of the warm bath. Still upset, she crossed her legs slightly, pressing the swollen flesh together. She shifted in the tub, her legs squeezing the skin of her pussy and sending even more blood to the region.

A bridge between species. The tentacles in my pussy and ass keep moving slowly, gently fucking me through the process, keeping me stimulated and loose and ready for more. Each orgasm that ripples through me seems to help my body accept more eggs, seems to draw them deeper into my womb where they belong, seems to make room for even more. I look down at my belly and watch myself growing. Swelling. Stretching to accommodate the alien life taking root inside me. Ten eggs. Twenty. Thirty. I lose count as my belly grows larger and larger, round and tight, looking full-term pregnant and then beyond.

“Your swollen belly belongs to every one of us forever. We are going to keep you constantly bred and dripping.” They rotated around me for what felt like hours, each person taking their time to add load after heavy load deep inside my already overflowing womb. My rounded belly grew even bigger and tighter as they kept pumping me full until cum constantly poured out of my gaping pregnant pussy no matter how many cocks or dildos were inside me. My body convulsed over and over with orgasms so intense they left me sobbing, shaking, and drooling uncontrollably while the cult cheered every time I squirted again.

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.

They called us their breeding machines. "So we told her I was pregnant to get her of our back, and that was a fake pregnancy tummy. Inflatable. And it popped this morning when I was trying to put it on," I was pretty sure my jaw was on the ground but the end of her sentence. Inflatable tummy Do they even exist? Well of course, in all tv series and movies, the actor didn't get pregnant over night, there was a fake tummy. I just didn't realise, people in real life used that stuff. Jesus, all the limits to tell her mother in law to back off.

"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.