This choice: The blob completely stuffs itself into Claire.... (650 lbs) • Go Back... The pain within Claire's stomach became more and more unbearable as the ooze continued to gush down her throat, and then the pain began to spread as the rest of her body kept on swelling with more and more adipose. Curves bloated and rolls of flesh cascaded down her sides as the redhead swelled further and further until, at last, her legs gave in and she fell on her titanic ass, the ground shaking and her new found fat jiggling, yet the blob was nowhere near done. She quickly became immobile, soaring past 600 pounds, then 800 pounds, and then half a ton, and still kept being fed by the wicked monster.
She had lost her clothes long ago as they lay in shreds next to her gigantic, naked, fat covered body. All the while, the pain became even more excruciating as her fattened cheeks obscured her vision and her gigantic tits crushed her lungs. Finally, the last of the blob slipped past her plump lips with a sickening plop as Claire. groaned in horrendous disgust and agony. She was nearly a ton now, and her body could not handle the massive change it had just went through. Then, to her horror, the pain increased, pressure building up inside of her as she began to swell more and more! She managed to force a scream out of her fat constrained throat just as....
POP!
Claire awakened startled an screaming. She must have been having some kind of horrendous nightmare, had she passed out when the....
Oh no.
She was still a little groggy from having so much damn sugar in her body, but she was starting to remember what had happened.... the blob... the helplessness... her body....
Her belly lay before her, the billowing, doughy flesh heavy on her lap. Her breast had also become considerably huge, the giant mams hardly being contained by what was left of her vest while her skinsuit had torn down the middle, exposing the deep cleavage of her soft, fat tits. She lifted her fat laden arms in the air, the doughy limbs having become considerably harder to move around than before. She brought her plump fingers to her shocked face, feeling her multiple chins and her great, puffy cheeks. Her thick thighs were nearly as large as tree trunks and encased in cellulite, and her ass sagged behind her, her massive cheeks turning her once comfortable shorts into a thong as the crack of her ass stuck out the top of the exhausted garment.
Claire began screaming again.
After about a half hour of howling and sobbing in despair, she was beginning to come to terms with this mess. And she realized that there were more important things to worry about, most of which was how to move. It would be much more difficult now, if not impossible at 765 pounds, but Claire had to try...   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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