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This story contains some weird stuff and sexual content including breast, belly, and ass inflation. If that's not your thing, just don't read it. You have been warned.

Amber was bored. She should have been enjoying herself, after all, she had a week off from college and the house to herself. Yet, still she was unable to think of anything fun to do. She lay upside-down on the couch, her legs draped over the back and her head hanging off the other end, hair touching the ground. She glanced towards the TV, which was playing an infomercial that she couldn't be bothered to pay attention to. Then she glanced up at herself.

She wore a small pair of pink pajama shorts and a white tank top that her C-cup breasts were nearly hanging out of thanks to the direction of gravity. Despite her average figure, Amber had always felt self-conscious about her body. She saw so many girls at school that were taller or more curvy than her and she couldn't help feel that she might have a boyfriend if she were just a little more like them.

"Or it might just be because I stink, I could definitely use a shower," she thought to herself. She sighed, then swung her legs back onto the couch, sat up, and headed to the bathroom. Since her parents were away, Amber had full access to the spacious tub in their bathroom and she couldn't wait to have a nice hot bubble bath in it.

She quickly turned the knobs to start filling the tub and tossed some of the bubble fluid in. Then she pulled off her pajamas and waited for the water to finish. As she stood there, her reflection in the mirror caught her eye. Her golden blonde hair flowed down just past her shoulders. Her boobs were perky but not particularly large. Her ass was round but nothing special. Her stomach was flat and her skin was largely unblemished, but still she was just average.

Her attention was drawn back to the tub which was full, so she turned off the water and hopped in. "There's nothing wrong with average," she thought, "it could be worse." Yet, as she lay there, the hot water warming her bare skin, she knew she wanted more. Her bored mind wandered, and she thought of all the things she had before. She would never get a boob job. Surgery terrified her and she thought they usually looked fake anyways. If only there were some way to grow naturally.

Her eyes drifted to the shower head above her. "Well perhaps I can't fill my boobs, but I wonder..." It may have been naive horniness that drove her, but slowly Amber reached up to grab the shower head. Twisting the end off, she set it on the side of the tub. She hesitated for a moment, thinking how ridiculous this was, but she pushed the thought away and placed the hose between her legs. She squirmed a bit as the hose found it's place between her sensitive lips. Then, when she was ready, she turned on the water.

The feeling was immediate. The warm water pushed its way inside of her. She could feel the warmth spreading as it filled her up, slowly but surely. It was like nothing she had ever felt before and she loved it. In moments she could see her abdomen growing in response to the excess water within it. The bulge grew, from the bottom of her ribs to just above her vagina. Her midsection took on a sort of large egg shape and she began to look almost pregnant. As she grew, the pressure inside her grew as well. Her belly bloated out further and further, and it started to rise above the surface of the water.

Soon, she looked nearly 8 months pregnant, and the pressure was getting to be too much. She was on the brink of orgasm, and she needed relief. She lurched up from her laying position, attempting to grab the hose. Finally, pulling it out from between her legs, she sat there panting. Never would she have expected this to feel so amazing.

Now in a sitting position, her thighs gently cradled the sides of her swollen belly. Curious, she squeezed them together slightly and recieved an immediate jolt of pleasure that forced her to stop. Carefully she rested a hand on it and was surprised by how soft yet firm it felt. There was little give, and it was obvious her skin had no intention of stretching any further. There were tiny goosebumps covering the part of her belly that was above the water.

As the water in the bathtub had started to get cold she decided it was about time to get out. She kind of wanted to keep her belly big like this, but she supposed she could always fill herself up again sometime. At last, she pulled the plug in the tub and went to stand up. She stumbled a bit trying to stand, but to her surprise nothing happened. She expected all the water to fall out, yet here she stood, her bloated belly jutting out in all its glory.

Amber grinned. Perhaps she could have some more fun with this after all. Drying herself off, she had to be careful not to use too much pressure as she was still very sensitive. Once she was dry she attempted to put her pajamas back on. Her small pink shorts fit awkwardly now, sitting just under the base of her belly, while her tank top only came down to her belly button. After she was done, she waddled down the hall to her room.

Upon reaching her bed, she flopped down on her back and was greeted with a gentle sloshing noise. Her belly, clearly having stretched a bit more to accommodate the water, now jostled around from the sudden movement. Smiling, she bounced up and down again slightly and watched it shake a bit in response. She felt the water sloshing against the sides of her womb and she lay back down, enjoying the feeling. As she admired the beautiful mound sticking out from her body, she slowly closed her eyes. She drifted off to sleep, happy with the new shape of her body.

When Amber awoke the next morning, she felt odd. She turned onto her side and felt her full belly press into the bed, reminding her of the events of last night. But something else felt different, that she couldn't quite put her finger on. Slowly she shifted into an upright position and that's when she felt the difference. Her breasts, situated atop her bloated midsection, felt bigger and heavier even. They stuck even further out the top of the tank top that was already struggling to contain her belly.

"Wow..." she uttered under her breath. Astounded, she pulled the tank top up over her head to get a better look. They were definitely bigger, possibly DDs or even larger now, but they didn't sag at all. They were still as perky as they always were. She cupped them lightly in her hands, jostling them up and down a bit to feel their new weight. They felt full, as if something had filled them up as well.

Dumbfounded, she hopped out of bed, causing her new melons to bounce and slap against the top of her belly. The weight of her belly had already been weird to get used to, but even with the little extra weight of her breasts, she felt even more off balance. Digging through her closet, she pulled out some clothes that would hopefully contain her new figure.

First, she slipped on a small blue sports bra. It obviously wasn't meant for breasts this big, but it was stretchy enough to hold them nonetheless. Next, she put on a light blue v-neck, that was just long and stretchy enough that it fit over most of her belly. Her second surprise of the morning came when she tried to put on a pair of jeans. Strangely, she couldn't get them to fit over her hips anymore. It was as if, they too had grown overnight.

"Could I have tricked my body into thinking I'm pregnant?" she wondered. She looked down at her grapefruit sized breasts. If that was the case, then they were probably filling up with milk. She grinned. This was turning out to be better than she could've ever imagined. That said she would definitely have to pick up some more pants, and some bras that would fit her growing milkbags.

Giving up on the jeans, she slipped on a pair of stretchy black leggings. The fabric was snug against her wide hips and plump ass, but it fit well enough. She certainly didn't mind the feeling of it hugging her curves. It was actually pretty amazing feeling her cheeks bounce within their confines with every step she took.

Once she was dressed, she headed for the mall to pick out some bigger clothing. Without even realizing it, Amber's confidence had doubled overnight. Every shop she went into people smiled at her and told her how beautiful she was. Some congratulated her on her "baby", but she tried to play along anyways. The best part of all was the looks she got from guys. Almost all of them seemed to take notice of her new assets. One nearly walked into a post, his attention clearly fixated on her valley of cleavage.

In a few hours she had picked out a few new shirts, some more yoga pants, and of course some new underwear. She picked out a few different sizes of bras and sports bras, not sure what size her breasts would settle on. Though it was probably a bit ambitious, she even picked out the largest size she could find: a K cup. On the surface she bought it almost as a joke, but at the same time, deep down, she hoped she would get that big.

Just as she was about to leave the mall, she heard a voice call out her name. Turning in the direction of the voice, she was greeted with a tall messy-haired guy that she knew from one of her classes last semester. "Oh hey Kyle," Amber muttered awkwardly. It wasn't that she didn't want to talk to him, she actually had a bit of a crush on him. She just hadn't expected to run into anyone she knew, and she didn't want him, of all people, to see her like this.

"So you're, uh..." his voice trailed off when he noticed the size of her abdomen. "I didn't realize you were with someone," he finished, clearly trying not to sound stupid. "Oh, no it's not like that," she stammered. There was almost no chance he would've liked her before, but after this incident, there was no way he would ever go out with her now. She had a huge crush on him, and now he thought she was pregnant.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have assumed. It must be hard doing this by yourself," Kyle said apologetically. Amber simply nodded. What could she do? She would just have to find someone else who would be willing to love a lunatic like her. "Well, if you ever wanna talk to someone, you can text me if you want," he said, holding a small piece of paper. "I haven't really got enough of a chance to talk to you in class, but you seem really cool."

Amber was frozen. She could barely process what he had just said. She looked down at the paper in his hand. It was clearly his number. She grabbed the paper from his hand and smiled. "Yeah, I'd like that," she stared down past the three huge mounds in her shirt, unable to look him in the eyes. He bid her farewell and she stood there, in the middle in the mall, unsure what to do. "Thank god for these," she breathed, cupping a breast in one hand.

When she returned home, she ignored her better judgement and texted Kyle immediately. It probably made her seem desperate, but she couldn't help it. To her surprise, he didn't seem to be put off by it at all. He was one of the nicest guys she'd ever talked to, trying to make her feel better about her "situation". Of course she couldn't tell him the truth just yet; he might think she was insane. They continued to text back and forth all morning, until he had to go to work. He offered to take her out to lunch tomorrow, which she happily accepted.

Once they stopped talking, Amber sat on the couch, bored once more. She was excited for tomorrow, but had nothing to do today. She sat with her knees up, her plump thighs sandwiching her belly. It felt even softer and squishier now. She could tell by pushing on it that it had much more give than the previous night. Giving the top of the orb a slap, she could hear the sloshing and she could feel the water slapping her inner walls. The resulting movement caused her breasts to bounce within their confines.

Fuck, she was horny! Her eyes fixated on her belly. She needed to be bigger; she knew she still had room. She thought for a moment about what Kyle would think when he saw her, but she brushed it off. She could always empty herself later. Driven by her libido, she nearly ran to the bathroom before realizing how difficult it was to run with the amount of weight she was carrying.

The second she entered the bathroom, she pulled her shirt and bra over her head. Then she reached around her distended midsection and pulled down her tights and panties. Upon being exposed to the cold air, her nipples hardened, like pink pencil erasers, atop her breasts. She stepped into the tub and lay down on her back. Finally, she grabbed hold of the shower hose and jammed it between the quivering lips beneath her belly.

Twisting the hot water knob, she was immediately struck with a wave of pleasure. The warmth spread throughout her as the water rushed in. She brought her hands up to the sides of her belly and she could feel the liquid inside her filling her womb to the limit. Pleasure washed through her ever-expanding curves as her belly rounded out in all directions. She looked larger than someone 9 months pregnant, but she knew she could be bigger. After a few more minutes, the pressure started to build. Her skin was beginning to feel tight and sore. She reached down to grab the hose, but her belly was so big, she couldn't reach around it. Desperately she kicked the hose with her feet and the nozzle finally popped out of her vagina.

Taking a deep breath, she suddenly realized just how big she was. From her laying position, the sides of her belly brushed the sides of the tub. The vast orb extended nearly 3 feet into the air. It was so big that her huge breasts were being squashed into her chin. Had she overdone it? How many gallons was she filled with? She felt more full that she ever had in her life, her skin aching from being stretched so tightly. The weight of her belly pressed down onto her throbbing vulva and she wished, more than anything, that she could pleasure herself.

She attempted to sit up but found she was pinned by the tremendous weight of the water within her. "Shit. Well let's try a different approach," she thought. She slowly bent her knees, careful not to push on her sensitive belly. Then she grabbed hold of either side of the tub and pushed. With a great deal of effort she was able to force herself into a kneeling position. Her belly sat on top of her thighs, completely obstructing them from her view.

Once she had steadied herself and caught her breath, she began to stand up. She kept one hand on her belly to hold some of the weight, while her other hand held onto the side of the tub for support. When she finally got up, she breathed a sigh of relief.

From here she could see her bloated form in the mirror. She looked like she had swallowed an exercise ball. The bottom of her belly covered her otherwise exposed vagina and part of her thick upper thighs. Her breasts, no longer in her face, were pushed slightly to either side of her belly, but stayed relatively perky, saturated with their own liquid contents. She knew she would have to figure out a way to empty herself at some point, but for right now she was happy with her ridiculously curvy figure.

She glanced down at the pile of clothes on the floor. There was no way she was going to try to put those back on. Instead, she started to make her way down the hallway, to her bedroom. Several times along the way, she had to steady herself against the wall. She wasn't used to carrying so much weight, and frankly, she still couldn't believe her belly was so full.

By the time she reached the bed, she was exhausted. Her legs gave out and she landed on the bed belly first. The sudden pressure sent a jolt of pleasure through her. She groaned as a shiver went through her whole body. She lay there for a moment, mostly hovering above the bed thanks to her massive swollen abdomen. Then, she rolled over onto her side and fell fast asleep.

When Amber awoke the next morning, she could barely breathe. She opened her eyes to a valley of cleavage that took up her entire field of vision. Moving her head away from her breasts, she was able to see just how big they were now. "Holy mother of melons..." She wasn't wrong; they were about the size of honeydew melons. Laying on her side they stuck out almost a foot from her chest, one piled on top of the other.

She brought her hand up to cup one of them. She slid her palm between the top of her massive belly and the bottom of her left melon. Her hand cupped the underside of her breast and her fingers sunk into the soft doughy flesh. Jostling it elicited a quiet sloshing. "Not much milk yet," she thought.

GROAAAAN

Her belly protested loudly. She had forgotten dinner last night so she was even hungrier than normal. The door seemed so far away from her position on the bed, but she had to get up and eat something. Gathering her strength, she rolled over onto her back and then swung her legs onto the floor. From there, it was easier to get to her feet.

Besides the huge breasts nearly blocking her view of her belly, she noticed something different once again. She could feel her thighs pressed together. Looking back, she was greeted with far more ass than she had expected. Her hips were at least a foot wider than normal, and her cheeks looked like big fleshy pillows. She gave them a slap, causing them to bounce and wobble hypnotically like jelly.

Turning to the closet she chuckled. When she was shopping the other day, she hadn't quite expected to be this big. Thankfully her largest pair of yoga pants was stretchy enough to accommodate her thick hips and thighs. It was stretched so much that it pressed into her nether regions, giving her a slight camel toe. She tried on several of the bras she had bought, but found the only one that fit was the massive K cup she had purchased as a joke. It filled her with joy to know that she had filled out such a bra. She was definitely no longer "just average".

Finding nothing that could adequately cover her massive midsection, she opted to stick to just the yoga pants and bra for now. It wasn't like she needed to leave the house anyways. Walking proved to be a bit of a challenge with her massive form. Her thickened thighs forced her to adopt a wider stance than normal, so it was hard for her to support her hefty middle. Slowly, she waddled down the hall, her jugs swaying back and forth with each step. It didn't help that her body felt more sensitive than normal today. She wasn't sure if it was because of her size, or the fact that she hadn't masturbated in days.

Upon entering the kitchen, she immediately got to work making herself some food. It took a bit of extra effort to maneuver around the kitchen. Her belly would often bump into the counter, sending a wave of pleasure through her body. Whenever she had to reach for something, she had to push her massive breasts to the side, which also set her off. She was so hungry, she couldn't wait until the food was finished, so she stuffed eggs and toast into her mouth as she cooked more.

As she slid the last egg off the pan and turned the stove off, she noticed she was having a bit of trouble breathing. Her sports bra felt tighter and it seemed like there was more tit flesh poking up out of the top. Confused, she stayed motionless for a moment, watching her chest closely. At first she thought she was seeing things, but she realized her breasts were growing. She pushed a hand into the side of her breast and this time she could both hear and feel a large amount of liquid sloshing around within. "Wow, the milk is coming in fast," she said to herself.

Walking into the living room, she felt her phone vibrate against her leg. She bit her lip enjoying the feeling for a moment before retrieving the device from her pocket. Turning it on, she was greeting with a message from Kyle:

"I'm on my way to pick you up now. Be there in 10."

All the blood drained from Amber's face. How could she have forgotten he was coming? There was no way he could see her like this. She had more than tripled in size in less than a day. Panicking, she spun around towards the hall, forgetting for a moment about her weight. The spin threw her off balance and she landed directly on top of her huge exercise ball belly. The weight of her whole body pressed down on the tight sphere.

The pressure was immense, causing a mass of pleasure all at once. She let out a scream as her legs shot out behind her. She felt momentarily paralyzed by the intense feeling in her loins. Breathing heavily, she began to regain her composure.

In her current position, her boobs hung down next to her belly, straining the fabric of the failing sports bra. They looked even bigger and rounder than when she last checked, roughly basketball-sized at this point. Only about two thirds of her busom was contained, the rest exploded out the top of the bra. To make matters worse, she felt a wet spot spreading across its front, as her breasts leaked their milky contents.

Amber knew the bra wouldnt last long, but she had bigger problems right now. She had to empty herself, and fast. She struggled to roll herself so her feet could touch the ground, but it was no use. Her tits were weighing down her front and her huge pillowy ass made leg movement difficult. She would have do it here.

Reaching past her bloated midsection, she stretched her arm towards her quivering pussy. She was so close, the tip of her finger brushed her sensitive lips. Stretching as far as she could she tried to push her fingers inside, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't reach. Defeated, she sat there, helpless and horny beyond belief. On the floor beside her, her phone buzzed again.

"I'm here."

Amber winced with embarrassment. She was out of options.

"There's a key under the mat, come in."

The moment she sent the message, she was filled with regret. What was he going to think? She waited in silence until she heard the key turning in the lock. The door creaked as it eased open. "Amber? Are you there?" the familiar voice called. "In here," she called back. She listened as his footsteps grew closer and closer, until at last, they stopped.

"Woah." She looked up to see Kyle standing in the doorway to the kitchen, staring down at her. She looked at the floor in shame. Her one chance to make a good impression was gone. "What happened?" he kneeled down slowly, still clearly in disbelief. Realizing she had to come clean to him, she began to recount the events of the last few days.

By the time Amber was finished speaking, tears were flowing down her face. "I'm sorry," she sobbed, "I didn't want you to see me like this. You probably think I'm freak." Without warning he leaned in and kissed her, momentarily silencing her. "Don't be sorry. To be honest, I actually think you're even more beautiful like this," he assured her.

Leaning in again, he put his arm under her arm and tried his best to help her off the ground. Kyle lifted her with all his strength and her massive breasts pressed into his chest, eliciting a whimper from Amber. "Sorry, they're a bit sensitive," she explained. They seemed even bigger now, straining the ruined sports bra to its limits. It felt like her breasts were filled with gallons of milk at this point, and they were beginning to round out as a result.

Finally getting her upright, they both took a minute to catch their breath. "Does this mean our date is cancelled?" Kyle asked, half jokingly. "Well, I want to but I'm kind of stuck like this," she paused for a moment. "But, maybe we could just stay here for a while. I wouldn't mind just enjoying your company." She looked coyly into his eyes.

Nodding, Kyle helped her over to the couch, before sitting down himself. Amber had to sit with her legs spread out more than usual to accommodate the huge orb in front of her. Her swollen thighs raised her 4 to 5 inches higher than she normally would have been. The couch buckled under her weight, but at the moment, she really didn't care.

Deciding she'd had enough of the restrictive and soaked bra, she carefully lifted it up over her head and tossed it onto the floor. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see Kyle's eyes go wide. Her now bare breasts sat atop her enormous belly, so full now that they were nearly perfect basketball-sized spheres. A pencil eraser sized nubb stuck out from each one, dribbling out two small streams of milk.

She pressed her hands into their fronts, pushing them into her chest and was met with a taut surface and a mass of pleasure. She groaned loudly, too horny to feel any shame at all. "Kyle I'm getting too full, I need to be milked," she pleaded. Letting go of his inhibitions, he moved closer to the bloated woman, pressing his face into her right tit. She moaned again, writhing in her seat and causing her assets to bounce atop the larger orb.

"They're so nice like this though," he jested. Kyle got up from his seat. "Alright fine, let me grab a bucket or something." As he turned to leave, Amber caught his arm. "No please, there's no time. They feel like they're about to explode!" He looked into her desperate eyes. She was biting her lip, struggling with the building pressure and the feelings that came with it. Realizing what had to be done, he got to work.

Tossing his shirt aside, he threw himself into her huge bloated mass. Amber winced as his bare chest pressed into her belly. Even the feeling of his flesh felt amazing with how sensitive she was right now. Kyle quickly grabbed hold of her left boob with both hands and squeezed it from both sides. A stream of the white liquid erupted from her nipple, landing in his open mouth. "Oh god yes," she cried out, reveling in the relief she was feeling. "Don't forget the other one."

Looking to his left, he could see that her other breast was in desperate need of attention. It was perfectly round and her skin felt taut like a wineskin. Placing his lips over her erect nipple, he squeezed this breast much like the previous one. Amber's expression was one of pure satisfaction so he knew he was on the right track. He continued to empty her jugs, until at last, the flow of milk has ceased.

Even in their empty state, they were still huge watermelon-sized mounds. Now however, they held a more ovular shape. Tired from having drank so much milk, Kyle rested his head between Amber's breasts, staring into her blue eyes. "That's much better," she said with a smile. "You're still a bit big to leave the house though," he motioned his eyes towards the mass he was resting on.

Amber sighed, she knew she needed to empty herself soon. "The problem is, I can't seem to get the water out," she explained. "I think I have an idea how we can get it out," he said with a grin. "Do it."

"Alright then, let's get you off that couch." He grabbed under her arms and pulled upwards, lifting her huge and plump thighs from their seat. Then he eased her into a kneeling position with her belly resting on the ground. "Can you get my leggings off?" Amber asked, extending her arms down to show him that she couldn't reach. He nodded, peeling the tightly stretched black fabric over her hips.

Once her ass was free of its confines, it was clear just how large it was. Each cheek extended almost a foot to either side and even further behind her. Kyle playfully squeezed them causing the soft flesh to bulge out between his fingers. Amber moaned quietly in response. Her pussy quivered in anticipation. She needed dick and she needed it now. "I'm ready," she said, once again biting her lip.

Kyle wasted no time in removing his own pants and boxers. "Alright, here I come." At last, he entered her from behind and began to thrust. Amber yelped, not expecting the sudden force against her inner walls. As he thrusted her entire bloated form shook. Her ass cheeks jiggled relentlessly and her breasts jostled and bounced atop her midsection. Even the surface of her huge yoga ball belly shook slightly, sloshing again and again.

He grabbed her breasts from behind, squishing them together and pancaking them against her chest. She felt pleasure unlike anything she had even felt before. She became lost in the intense feelings coming from every inch of her ridiculously bloated form.

With one last thrust she felt her pussy explode from within and she screamed in ecstasy. Kyle was pushed back into the couch as water blasted out from between her legs. Slowly her belly deflated like a balloon, shrinking until she was nearly flat again. When it was finished, she fell forward onto her soaked living room floor. Her still massive breasts broke her fall this time.

"Woah," she breathed, looking down at the funbags beneath her. "They're still huge!" she exclaimed, turning towards Kyle who was lying on the couch. She also noticed her ass still retained its massive pillowy shape as well. Getting used to new weight distribution, she carefully sat up, her melons now hanging freely from her chest.

Kyle watched her look herself over and noticed she was no longer smiling. "What's wrong?" he inquired. "Well these are amazing," she said jostling her disproportionate breasts in her hands, "but I kind of miss my belly." Kyle rose from the couch and kneeled beside her. "Maybe we'll have to blow you up like you're pregnant again some time then." He smiled and looked into her big blue eyes. "Maybe even for real some time."