Lea was walking down the sidewalk to the local park, like she always did. There were all kinds of wonderful sights to see. The trees were green and leafy, birds and dogs would dart by, there was a clean brook she could look at. And of course, it was somewhere people in the city liked to pass through. Young and sexy athletes jogging by, sometimes stopping by the water fountain Lea positioned herself near. As they got water, they would fit their shirt to wipe off sweat, which greatly amused Lea whether they were men or women.
The park was also the best place to see pregnant women. They liked to waddle through the quiet, beautiful scenery, clutching their hugeness, whether by themselves or pushing a stroller. While the stroller sometimes made things awkward for staring, deep down, Lea thought they were especially sexy because it meant they got pregnant soon after. She pictured them struggling through labor, and when it was over, begging to be full with child yet again. After all, that's what Lea did. Again and again.
As Lea walked toward her favorite bench, she felt a strange warmth in her chest. Then a painful tightness. She clutched her breasts, looking down at them in shock as she felt them swell. Soon, Lea could do more than just feel them: she could see her breasts pushing her shirt out, creating an unbelievable amount of pain as she exceeded her bra's limits. When it was clear she was going to keep growing, Lea reached under her shirt and quickly undid her bra and let out a gasp for air as she was unencumbered. And not a moment too soon because her bust continued to grow and grow. Lea crossed her arms under her breasts for support when it looked like they finally stopped.
"I look like I've got G-cups," Lea whimpered out loud. Her breasts pulled her shirt up so much half of her sadly-babyless belly was bare to anyone walking by. Thankfully, Lea was alone for the time being. "What the hell happened?"
For that answer, we'll have to go back to Lea's house. Her oldest daughter, Tammy, was pointing the remote at her little sister, Jordan.
"I knew this was just a dumb toy," Tammy sighed. "I don't know why you're making me waste time with this."
"The box said it was addressed to Mom," Jordan protested. "It must do something real. Let me see the settings." Tammy handed the remote to Sasha, where she'd set "breast size" as "G-cup." Jordan hadn't inspected it very long when she came across the body modification section and decided that was what she wanted.
"Maybe you should check this manual again," Tammy sighed, picking it up and flipping through it. For a piece of junk, there sure were a lot of pages. "Body modification is a pretty straight-forward section. Everything else looks like it's for...Jordan, give me the remote."
"What?"
Tammy snatched the remote away from her sister and tapped through the settings before handing it back to Jordan. "Alright, use it on me now."
"You've already got big tits," Jordan pouted.
"So do you," Tammy said, rolling her eyes. "I'm just older so mine have developed longer. But this isn't for breasts, it's for...something else. Just do it."
Jordan sighed and hit the button the remote. Back on her bench, Lea felt another sudden swell of warmth, but this time in her lower abdomen. Placing her hand over the source, she felt her stomach start to round and grow, pushing her hand up gently. "O-oh! I don't believe it!" Lea said, a smile growing despite her confusion.
In no time, Lea had to spread her legs as a massive pregnant belly formed, totally bare as it surpassed her shirt's ability to contain it. Her round belly stuck out 17 inches from the rest of her body and her belly button another half inch.
As she rubbed her enormous lovely belly, Lea felt kicking and movement inside her. While many women would have been horrified, Lea couldn't contain her smile.
"I'm pregnant," Lea cackled. "Hugely, wonderfully pregnant. Oh my God, it feels like six babies in there. And six big ones at that."
Back home, Tammy let out a disappointed sigh. "Didn't work, huh?"
"Guess not," Jordan said, equally dejected. "What were you trying to do with this, anyway?"
"N-none of your business!" Tammy said, snatching the remote back from her sister as her blush grew. "So is it junk? What do we do with this thing?"
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