As you wake up at noon, you admire the changes your alien biology is having on Josie's thin form. Muscle and fat have given her a large but surprisingly firm ass, and a pair of muscular but luscious thighs. Above your swollen, gently pulsing belly full of alien spawn, your breasts have ballooned from a pert A cup to a bouncing, firm, delicious D cups, and you have a feeling you aren't done growing just yet.
Rummaging through Josie's closet, you settle on a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt that your host would have originally swam in - now, your clothing clings to you seductively, your bulging breasts do a good job of hiding your swollen stomach full of alien spawn, the fabric taught over your erect, aroused nipples. While your host body is just a bartender, she did graduate from UC Santa Barbara with a degree in Political Science, so part of you thinks she may be a decent host to stay in - at least for now, given the hungry appreciative looks you get when you head out to your car.
As you drive towards the nearest Wal-Mart, you stop to get even more food from the fast food joints along the way. Burgers, burritos, chicken fingers and pot stickers all slide down your pliant throat to feed Josie's transformation into buxom, muscled alien enslaved goddess, and the passenger foot area of your car is soon packed with paper bags and empty packaging.
Your trip through Wal-Mart makes you very confident that your objective of enslaving humanity will be easy - not only are many of the humans quite dumb it seems, but they are easily entranced by your newly sculpted beauty and the faux dumb-blonde personality you enact. With a cart packed full of calorie rich foods and drinks, you load your car up and head back home, glad that you don't have to work tonight.
Spending the evening lounging in your bed nude, you work through the lunch meats and crackers with ease, before moving on to the microwave meals. As you transition to the ice creams and sodas, night falls, and you giggle as your belly swells outwards like a balloon again. Spending some time masturbating and enjoying your new host body, you finally fall asleep around midnight, your stomach churning and heaving.
What happens overnight?
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