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Hebtai doujinshi, Cup'o love: Refill; Part 1/3

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I’m pouring my heart and soul into my content

@scarybabe When she was a thiccfat was so fattably fuckable and I liked that.

The belly get big

He wiped his feet on the home sweet home mat sitting in front of his quaint town house. As cliche as that greeting was he infact felt saccharin sweet feelings about finally coming home after being away on buisness for the last month. Upon entering the house he noticed that all the lights were out. He frowned to himself and went about turning on the lights and taking off his suit jacket.

“Maggie?” He yelled but didnt get any response.

“Maggie, u home?” He questioned again. This time a bit louder and with more concern. On the phone she had promised him a surprise when he got home. Yet the house seemed so quiet, deserted Kicking off his shoes he walked down the dark hallway towards the bedroom. The door was slightly ajar. He pushed it the rest of the way open and the hinges squealed in protest. He blindly felt along the adjacent wall for the light switch. Fumbling for a bit he found it and with a soft clack the room burst with light. He blinked to adjust his eyes. What came into view astonished him.

Maggie slightly stirred in the bed, reacting to the sudden assault of light. Her eyes fluttered and she moaned.

“Baby, is that you?” She whispered. Her thick ruby lips barely moving as she spoke. She moaned again, this time louder and longer. She arched her back and her hands rested on the cause of her discomfort. She grimaced as her hands rubbed her belly in lazy circles, a belly that was grossely distended. Her shirt strained with fibers pulled to there limits, and buttons ready to pop off. Her belly was a gigantic orb covered in too tight flesh with blue veins marring the surface like a road map. The skin was shiny, stretched to almost translucency and looked the texture of an over filled balloon. Her enormous midsection seemed to dwarf her tiny frame, seemingly bigger and heavier than she was. She hissed slightly at some invisible pain, her hands clutching the sides of her swell as if she was actively trying to keep the gravid mass from rupturing.

“You look speechless” she said. She smiled but it was weak. Tired, exhausted. Her skin was beautifully milky and pale but slightly ashen. She carried the look of a someone dealing with a terrible burden. The fatigue was in her eyes. The burden of having her body stretch so far, forced to hold so much, her torso relentlessly filling…it had taken its toll. Her chest heaved and he noticed just how shallow her breathing had become. He closed his eyes to listen. He knew…he knew she was so filled she could barely even fill her lungs. Approaching the bed hesitates to touch her.

“How…the doctor said the medicine would stop the growth…”

“I saw you.” She said…

“The day we got the medicine and the doctor schedule the surgery to remove it u looked as if u had lost something u loved.” She murmured. She stopped to catch her breath. She reached out with her thin delicate hand and grabbed his. She then pulled his hand to her ready to burst swell. Grimacing at the weight of his hand on her tender skin she bit her lip and then continued.

“The day before u left u thought I was asleep but I wasnt…I saw u…touching urself while looking at my belly…u liked that it was growing…u liked what it was doing to me…u just didnt want to admit it.”

“Maggie…this isn’t…” he began but was cut off by her moaning with urgency.

“Sorry…” she said…

“I can feel everything stretching…pulling. I dont know if i can get much bigger.” She trailed off as another spike of pain racked her body.

“Let me get ur pain medication!” He shifted to move but she held tightly to his hand. Keeping it firmly on her overly tight belly.

“No pain meds… I haven’t been taking them….i haven’t been taking them so when u got home after ur trip u could really see what this is doing to me. I know u like it. I know u like to see me like this.” She whispered. Her eyes half mast. She looked down at his pants and smiled. He looked down and was instantly embarrassed. His excitement plain to see. He felt wrong in that moment but sexually exhilarated by that same wrongness.

“What about the medicine to stop the growth?!” He asked but the arousel changed his tone. He wanted to know…wanted to hear her say the words. She stopped the meds to grow. Stopped taking the meds specifically to grow bigger. To grow bigger for him.

“Look there, I think u will like it…” she pointed to the dresser. He reluctantly pulled his hand away from the warmth of her balloon like midsection. On the dresser he found printouts. Medical documents from the hospital.

“You had to go to the hospital while i was gone??? Why didnt u tell me!” He said exasperated.

“It would have ruined the surprise…read it baby”. She said. And like always calling him baby seemed to somehow soothe him. His anger slipped away and he read the paperwork. His already rock hard erection tightening and hardening even further as he flipped through the descriptions of her current state from a medical point of view.

The medical jargon explicitly describing just how dangerously filled she was. How the massive growth inside of her would never stop, would sap her nutrients and grow bigger and bigger. It explained how it was pushing everything out of the way as it demaded more room then she had to give. Her insides rearranged and under incredible pressure.

“Read it over here…touch it while u read.” She said, breathing out her discomfort like a pregnant women breathed through a contraction.

His demanding erection made it hard to walk but he made it back to the bed. His hand rubbing her belly. It felt like it could give way under his touch. His eyes went back to the page, he stared at a specific passage and he moaned low and desperate.

“U see it? See that its operable but I opted out. I wanna keep growing for u…grow until i cant grow anymore…for u.” She said. She slid his hand across her expanse bringing it to the height of her swell. Her belly button. Which at one point popped and then stretched even further into a darkened, bruised, flat bit of skin. He touched it and it felt heavenly. So over taxed, so burdened. Sliding his hand again she let it rest under her ample bosom.

“This is where it hurts baby…read why” she said…she arches her back again. Her chest heaving, her perfect breasts roll to either side leaving the slight imprint of her ribs against alabaster skin exposed to his eyes. His eyes widened and he flipped to the next page.

There the doctor lists the consequences for opting out. A laundry list of what her body will suffer as its forced to swell even bigger. How the growth had demanded so much space it had begun to encroach on her ribcage. Limiting space for her lungs to inflate. Closing his eyes he listened to her breathe. Listened to her struggle for air.

“Tell me u want me to stop this…tell me u want me to get the surgery.” She said. Her hands ran down the expanse of her belly balloon. She toyed with the delicate eeady to give way skin of her use to be belly button before bringing both hands slowly up to her rib cage.

“How much more room do u think it needs baby?” She asks….

I need my stuffed, gurgly belly rubbed…😌

Common Breed - Capacity Burster

This is from the case files, an example of a common lethal breed. It’s often called the Capacity Burster, although its official name is Strictaletalis. It has earned its nickname as the Capacity Burster, as it’s delivery method is to overload the belly with lots of tiny alien eggs in a short amount of time, developing as many as possible before the host bursts. Because this alien doesn’t care about long term sustainability, the host doesn’t get any of the food cravings or weight gain that they normally would from a non lethal breed.

The woman in the photo is 29 year old Melanie Corless. After having a one night stand with a man she met at a nightclub, she started having some strange sensations in her belly. Like tiny little pops in her gut, like bubble wrap being popped insider her. The pregnancy test she took came back negative, so she wrote these sensations off. Over the course of that day, her belly became slightly bloated, which she also ignored, as she was usually a little bloated by the end of the day. The following day the bloating hadn’t gone down, and had in fact gotten worse. She now couldn’t suck in her gut and people at work were starting to notice. She eventually took sick leave and spent the rest of the day at home with a peppermint tea, hoping it would settle down. She decided that if it was still there tomorrow, she would go to see a doctor.

The following morning, Melanie woke up to a belly much larger than she was anticipating. As if it knew that it was its last day and needed to make as many as possible before she stopped them. Her belly was now past 9 months size, and was noticibly more high-set than on previous days. This is a tell-tale sign that an alien breed will be a Burster, as the breeds that get birthed are usually much more low-set. Her belly was now as tight as an over inflated basketball and as huge as a beach ball. It was so tight it was hard to see from the outside how much motion was going on inside her, but she could definitely feel it.