Running Out of Room 01

Her tiny apartment was getting smaller and smaller.

Karen  resisted the urge to giggle at the thought, focusing instead of drawing another vast breath and forcing it into her massive belly.  She was pressing against the wall, her abdomen a swollen orb, her breasts gigantic and her ass massive behind her. 

She had become so large that she really needed the selfie stick to get a good look at herself.  She smiled at what she saw, her body bigger than ever before, though not yet so full that she might worry.  She squeezed her massive breasts a little, enjoying feeling so huge, before taking the picture. 

Satisfied, for the moment, she released a titanic belch, swiftly dwindling back down to her normal size.  Or, close to it, a least.  Her breasts never seemed to grow as much as the rest of her, but seemed to shrink the least.  Before the contest had started, her belly had been flat, and her breasts, underwhelming.  Now her belly was a slight paunch.  Not yet big enough to be called a pot belly, but clearly larger than before.  Her butt, which she tried not to think about, had also grown, making even her loosest jeans feel as though they were painted on. 

She flipped through her contact list, hitting ‘send’ where appropriate, and wondering which of the girls would be able to outdo her, worrying, momentarily, that one of them might hurt themselves.  She admired the image for a moment, teasing a stiff nipple, before turning out the light and heading for her bedroom.



Sort of an idea I had for a set.