From Chrystal Heights hotspot The Zone:
Fire walked into The Zone.
Her actual name was Three Hearts of Fire, but everyone called her Fire for short. And it fit. A candle flame was small, a flickering, reserved fire that could be compared to the sometimes bashful, even painfully shy version of Three Hearts. And then there was pure wildfire, a force of pure destruction that could be compared to the Fire that Three Hearts became when she was standing up for herself or for her friends.
The latter Fire was the one entering The Zone.
Three of her friends had entered The Zone- Anna, Skylar and Kayjay- and all three of her friends were now waddling around with embarrassingly swelled bellies, despite the fact that all three were still in the early stages of their pregnancies. Unfortunately for Anna and Skylar, they had been overwhelmed by the pheromone ability of Alphas and easily taken, and Alpha pregnancies resulted in amplified conditions occurring on an accelerated timeframe. Belly swelling occurred quicker, while lactation occurred immediately and more intensely, causing breasts to grow bigger, heavier almost instantly.
Poor Anna had been too innocent, not understanding Alphas or The Zone. She had been an easy target. Skylar had been better equipped and had in fact dommed her way through the low-hanging fruit, but she had underestimated the natural force that Alphas represented and had found herself in the same embarrassing condition as Anna, her belly an Alpha trophy.
Kayjay had been on the lookout for Alphas, but she was tricked into her belly by way of an inhibition-removing slug and an opportunistic male. The two had come together in a way that caused Kayjay to be not just pregnant, but hyper-pregnant- a Chrystal Heights condition resulting in an immediately swollen belly and fully lactating breasts, as well as a host of other amplified pregnancy-related afflictions. Worse, however, was that the condition would last beyond the typical 9 months and would last anywhere from 12-18 months, depending on how sexually reactive the overheated Kayjay could be.
Fire was there tonight on behalf of Kayjay for a couple of reasons. One was that she was hoping to find the guy with the opportunistic dick, so she could tear off his favorite toy and hand it to him. All right, so she couldn’t really blame him for taking advantage of Kayjay’s condition, but still. And the second reason she was there was she was hoping to find some way to mitigate Kayjay’s hyper-pregnancy.
Fire glanced around. She was in the common area of the club, the section known as Main Street. Kayjay had gotten knocked up at The Jungle, one of the bars outside Main Street, in the area of The Zone known as The Edge.
Fire had every intention of paying a visit to The Jungle and seeing if she could track down the jerk who drained his balls inside the completely out-of-it and fertile Kayjay. But first she wanted to get some information about possibly easing Kayjay’s hyper-pregnancy symptoms. And unlike her friends who had just stormed into The Zone, Fire asked around first about where she could get some information both on the name of Kayjay’s baby-daddy and a way to possibly ease Kayjay’s condition. And one bar inside The Zone had been mentioned a couple times. Shadowland.
Fire sighed. Shadowland. A trendy name. Cute. Still, the bar couldn’t be any worse than The Jungle.
Fire circled around, trying to decide which hallway to take to find Shadowland. Wandering the Edge was a recipe for disaster, but trying to find a dependable map of The Zone on the Internet turned out to be an impossible endeavor. So she had to ask around.
After several dead ends, she finally found a bartender who said, “Shadowland? It moves around a lot. Try that hallway there, going all the way down until you get to a staircase. That staircase should take you to Shadowland. Assuming you want to go, of course.”
Fire nodded her thanks and went straight to the indicated hallway. It was time for someone to get their ass kicked.
Fire emerged from the staircase on the second floor. The walls in the immediate area were painted black. The lighting was dim, but adequate. An archway with the words “Shadowland” painted above it stood directly before her.
Fire entered the area. She wasn’t surprised to see that Shadowland appeared to be a gothic playground. Blacks and reds dominated the décor, and the floor was dark wood. The bar consisted what appeared to be a heavy oaken slab sitting on tab of red stained glass glowing from light provided within the bar itself. A heavy, well-crafted wooden cabinet against the wall held the various bottles, as well as fine pewter chalices, large crystal wine glasses and other implements for drinking.
A fire burned in the center of the room, giving off colored smoke, but despite the open flame, the room felt strangely cool. Almost cold. Antique chairs and couches were scattered about the area and the lighting was inconsistent, despite the ornate lamps hanging from the dark wooden ceiling, varying from well-lit in some corners to near total darkness in other corners. Lit candles burned in various out-of-the-way nooks. Patrons sat at decorative carved tables, drinking from chalices and wine glasses.
The patrons themselves were a mixed lot. Most were dressed in various shades of black, but not all. Some were dressed completely in white, making for an interesting contrast. And others appeared to be dressed in what could pass for everyday clothing.
Fire was aware that she likely stood out in her denim shorts and plain top, but that wasn’t going to stop her. She made her way around the room casually, feeling things out before making her next move.
And she had a feeling that move was going to made by someone else. A thinly muscular man- dressed in black slacks and a black t-shirt, of course- was following her. He was attempting to be discreet about it, but Fire was on her guard.
Then Fire stopped to study a painting on the wall. A black-and-red unicorn galloping over what appeared to be a cloud or mist. It was quite good.
And then Fire suddenly whirled around and underhanded her flat palm directly between the legs of the man in black, who had been standing right behind her. Her aim was true and a second later Fire had the man’s heavy testicles in her hand.
“Not tonight, Mister Alpha,” growled Fire, speaking through clenched teeth. She gave his testicles a firm squeeze. “Trying to sneak up on me was a bad move. You make even one move I don’t like and you’ll be taking these home in your pocket. Do we understand each other?”
The man moaned as Fire increased the pressure. His knees started to buckle and he leaned on a nearby chair for support.
“Let’s have a quick chat, Mister Alpha,” said Fire. “First things first. Have you been to the Neon Room lately? Or the Garage? How about the Jungle?”
The man moaned again, his face pale. “Fuck…not…I’m not…no, haven’t been any of those places…”
“I don’t believe you,” said Fire, “but we’ll get back to that. Moving on. How do you reverse a hyper-pregnancy caused by one of those stupid slugs from the Jungle?”
“Hyper-pregnancy?” he said, his face desperate. He reached for Fire’s wrist, likely to pry her hand from his heavy sack, but she squeezed again and he stopped. “Can’t…can’t stop a hyper…can’t…oh, gawd, I’m gonna throw up…”
Then a female voice said, “What are you doing with Erik?”
Fire turned. The voice belonged to a raven-haired woman who appeared to be in her mid-thirties. She was dressed in gothic black to a tee, with a pleated black knee-length skirt and a black tube-top. It was prevented from appearing slutty by the translucent black top covered her shoulders and arms. On a younger woman, the clothing would have seemed costume-ish. On this woman, it gave her an aura of authority and the arcane.
“I beg your pardon?” said Fire, still holding the man by his balls.
“I said,” repeated the woman with exaggerated patience, “what are you doing with Erik?”
Fire said, “We’re talking.”
“I see,” said the woman. “Well, I’m Aurora and I’m here now. You will talk to me. Release him.”
Fire looked the woman up and down. “Unless you’re one of the Alphas who knocked up my friends,” she said, “I doubt we have much to discuss. Unless, of course, you know how to reverse or ease a hyper-pregnancy.”
The woman named Aurora raised her eyebrows. “I give you credit for bravery, girl, but little else. Why would you question Erik about Alphas? He’s no Alpha.”
Fire paused, then said, “He’s not?”
The woman’s voice became steel. “I will not repeat myself, girl,” she said. “You will direct your questions to me. Now release him. I won’t ask again.”
Fire held Aurora’s gaze for several seconds, challenging. Then she released Erik’s balls.
Erik dropped to his knees, gasping. He curled on the floor and clutched his abused balls with both hands. His voice sounded small and high-pitched as he said, “I have no idea what she’s talking about, Mistress.”
“I know, Eric,” said Aurora. “Now hush. Grown-ups talking.”
Aurora turned back to Fire. “Well?”
Fire glanced around. Two opponents, with one already on the ground. The odds were in Fire’s favor. But there was something about Aurora that was off. She exuded a certain level of ability, something Fire couldn’t define, but knew was there.
A strategic retreat was in order. Fire took a casual step toward the door. “You know what? Perhaps this was a mistake after all. Let me double-check my information and get back to-“
Aurora gestured and Fire’s clothes exploded from her body. The suddenly naked Fire gasped, eyes wide, as one arm crossed over her breasts while her other arm went across her sex.
“Wait!” said Fire. “We can discuss this! We can-“
Aurora gestured again and Fire’s arms shot up and crossed over her head, wrists together. Unable to lower her arms, Fire twisted and writhed, trying to cross her thighs, but something was wrong, and Fire realized what it was a moment later.
Her limbs were slowing, becoming less responsive to her mental commands. Her arms were already locked in place and soon her legs were as well. Moments later, all movement ceased.
Fire was trapped in her own body, able to move only her eyes and nothing else. She was a naked statue on display for anyone to see.
Aurora stepped over to Fire, who was standing motionless with her arms still crossed over her head, ankles shoulder-width apart.
“Not bad, girl,” said Aurora approvingly. “You flattened Erik. You can actually kick some ass. But unfortunately for you, sometimes you run into someone who can kick more ass than you.”
Fire’s heart pounded nervously in her chest. She could feel the eyes of the entire bar on her naked body. Then Fire’s eyes widened as she felt Aurora’s hand on her belly.
“You know,” said Aurora, “you have an adorable belly button. You’re very concerned about the bellies of your friends, but you…you forget to protect your own.”
Aurora’s palm was covering Fire’s belly button. The arcane witch slid her palm down slightly, allowed her slim index finger to slip inside Fire’s belly button. Aurora smiled briefly, then closed her eyes and chanted softly.
Fire watched anxiously, but nothing appeared to happen. Then Aurora opened her eyes and smiled.
“There we go,” said Aurora. “A little something for *your* belly.”
Then she shifted her finger inside Fire’s belly button and Fire’s eyes widened again.
Aurora smiled, continuing to move her finger in and around the mannequinned Fire’s belly button. “Yes, sweetie, I just made your belly button many, many times as sensitive as your clit. You’ll require very little touching there to cause you to have an embarrassingly intense orgasm.”
Oh, gawd, it was true. Aurora’s finger was working Fire’s belly button and Fire couldn’t move a muscle as pure heat radiated throughout her belly and body. Fire could feel herself helplessly lubricating, feel her bare nipples hardening before the eyes of the crowded bar.
Aurora stepped even closer then, her face inches from Fire’s. Still relentlessly playing with Fire’s overly-sensitized belly button, the arcane witch said, “I did add an extra element to this particular enchantment. Your belly button will remain this sensitive for a year and a day times 3. Three years and three days in conventional time. And for the entire time your belly button is like this, you can’t cover it with clothing. And by that I mean that your belly button will reject any attempt to cover it. The spell is centered on your belly button and weakens the farther away you go from there. So you should be able to cover your breasts- barely- but the area between the bottom of your breasts and the mid-line of your hips will be bare. So get used to belly-baring tops, sweetie. They’re all you can wear now.”
Erik whistled. “Wow, Mistress,” he said. “That’s good stuff.”
Aurora smiled. “I know, sweetie,” she said. “And I haven’t forgotten what she did to you. Would you like to play with the toy?”
Erik walked gingerly to where Fire remained posed. Then he reached out and began circling Fire’s belly button with his finger.
Fire’s eyes widened. She could feel the heat quickly building in her belly, her nipples achingly rigid. Oh, gawd. She wanted…needed…to come so badly. So close. So close. She was going to-
And he stopped. Fire almost managed an audible scream.
Aurora stood next to Fire. She placed a hand on Fire’s bare back and pressed, causing Fire to bend at the waist. Fire’s arms were re-positioned behind her, her head tilted so that although she was bent over at the waist, she was facing forward.
Looking directly at the heavy balls she had been squeezing earlier.
Aurora placed her hand on Fire’s bare ass and left it there. Then she said, “So tell me, Erik…do we have any clue what this girl was babbling about when she came in?”
Erik shook his head. “Something about Alphas knocking up her friends and something else about a hyper-pregnancy.”
“Hmm,” said Aurora. “Maybe Sam knows.”
Erik said, “Maybe he does. He’s here now, if you want to ask him.”
Aurora waved. Fire saw a figure sitting in a dark corner with another dark figure stand and walk toward them.
The figure was dressed in a suit. It was an expensive suit, but he wore it like he didn’t care. He moved with a quick, easy gait. Like a predatory cat.
“Good evening, Sam,” said Aurora. “Please forgive me for disturbing your evening. If I could just trouble with a few questions?”
Fire, helplessly bent over, embarrassingly naked and still unable to move, found she was having even more issues. She was already as aroused as she thought possible, but there was something about this newcomer Sam that was amplifying her arousal to heights she hadn’t thought possible. Her already lubricated sex was now impossibly slick and getting even wetter. Her nipples were pure concrete. And she found herself hoping…wishing…aching for Sam to-
Oh, gawd. He was an Alpha. He *had* to be.
As if she could read Fire’s mind, Aurora looked down at Fire and said, “Yes, *this* is an Alpha, sweetie.”
“And then some,” said Sam, without arrogance, smiling pleasantly.
Fire closed her eyes and breathed in, shuddering as the Alpha’s pheromones filled her lungs, her consciousness.
Aurora said, “Are you projecting your pheromones at the girl?”
Sam chuckled and said, “No, this isn’t the full treatment. This is just my natural aura. Like I said…Alpha…and then some.”
Aurora nodded. “So I’ve heard. At any rate, do you have any idea what’s got this girl so worked up?”
Sam looked at Fire, then shrugged and said, “Yeah, I think she’s friends with a couple of girls who got turned into Zone bunnies. Probably the ones nailed by Elliot and Dirk. And I think the other one is a girl who got caught with her guard down during one of the Jungle’s events. A slug got her, some guy took advantage and boom! Zone bunny.”
Fire’s cheeks burned as Aurora, Sam and Erik casually talked as if she wasn’t bent over naked in front of the whole bar.
Aurora, her hand still on Fire’s bare ass, looked down at Fire. “Zone bunnies are the little cuties whose visits result in embarrassing bellies, sweetie.”
Fire’s heart pounded at Aurora’s ominously sweet tone.
Sam reached down and petted Fire’s hair. He said to Aurora, “Do you need a wrap-up here?”
Sam turned and gestured toward the table he had been sitting at earlier. The other dark figure rose from the table and approached the trio gathered around the bent over and naked Fire.
As the dark figure arrived, Sam nodded toward Fire and said, “Your’s if you want her. Be careful. She’s tough.”
The figure looked down at Fire and Fire knew was in trouble. He wasn’t just an Alpha. He wasn’t even an amplified Alpha like Sam. Raw power emanated from the figure, so raw she felt her knees go weak, despite her mannequinned state.
Without a word, the figure stepped behind Fire, his heavy hands on Fire’s rounded hips.
Aurora said, “I may have been premature with your belly button, cutie. I think somebody else has plans for your belly.”
Fire’s eyes widened as she felt a fat cockhead press against her wet slit. She managed an audible sound, a mewling plea as she realized that if this dark figure penetrated her, put his thick cock inside her, emptied his huge, heavy balls inside her, she’d be every bit as knocked up as her friends. Every bit as pregnant.
Without preamble, the figure tightened his grip on Fire’s hips and pushed his thick dick deep inside her slick channel.
Fire shuddered as the stranger’s powerful cock began stroking back and forth inside her. Again and again he pounded into her, his heavy balls slapping her clit.
Fire managed another weak plea, but her ability to resist was fading under the stranger’s relentless pounding. Everything inside Fire was screaming for a hot, potent insemination, and even the fighter inside Fire seemed relieved when the stranger’s hands tightened on her hips and a sudden surge of heat began exploding into her womb. Fire’s pleading, begging, resistance…nothing was stopping the stranger was burying his seed deep inside her womb, overwhelming her egg, turning her belly into his trophy.
And then, helpless against the heat, Fire began to orgasm. Again and again and again, her traitor body ignoring the pleas in her head.
The unbridled strength of the stranger’s insemination blasted away Aurora’s mannequin spell, but Fire still couldn’t move because the stranger continued to stroke into her. He came deep inside her again moments later, and then yet again a minute after that. And each time, Fire came like a slut, the stranger’s hot semen triggering Fire’s helpless release.
Three powerful inseminations.
Finished at last, the stranger finally pulled his cock from the exhausted Fire’s pussy with a wet pop. He gave Sam a nod and then Aurora. Without a word, the stranger then turned and left the bar.
Fire dropped to her knees gasping, trying to catch her breath, her hand on her belly.
Aurora, who had been silent during the stranger’s interlude, turned to Sam. “Sam…was that…?”
Sam nodded. “Yeah, it was. The top authority in the Zone…and Chrystal Heights, for that matter.”
Erik said, “What…what’s his name…?”
Sam shrugged and said, “He goes by CW. You want to know more than that, feel free to ask him.”
Erik shook his head. “No, I’m fine.”
Aurora looked down and smiled. “You poor thing,” she said. “You came here to avenge your friends. To kick some ass. And yet you’re going home with the same belly your friends have, sweetie. Because you see, that was CW. You didn’t just become pregnant. You just became hyper-pregnant. And possibly more so than your friend. Because that was CW.”
Fire’s eyes widened as she realized the significance of Aurora’s words. She looked down at her naked body in sudden desperation.
Already Fire’s normally flat, taut belly was beginning to swell, to round out. She could actually feel her breasts filling, growing heavy with milk. She had just been bred and her body was changing against her will, growing a super-Alpha baby in her womb whether she liked it or not.
And her super sensitive belly button was causing waves of electric heat to radiate throughout her body as it stretched from her swelling belly.
Aurora patted Fire’s bare bottom. “You can go home now,” she said. “And say hello to your fellow Zone bunnies, okay?”
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