"She was a set of extremes, all right. Her hair was as silky and white as cornsilk, done up just so; her lips as bright and red as a ripe apple. From across the barroom I was drawn to her electric blue eyes like a magnet.
And magnetic she was, in her electric blue lycra skin-tight dress. I couldn't help but stare at her perfectly round breasts, with nipples that just jumped out and screamed 'HELLO'. Her long, silky legs I could see beneath the table, her high-heels just waiting to be nibbled. She was a set of extremes, like a goddess. I didn't walk over to her, I was just sitting there one second and standing next to her the next.
And then I saw her belly. Yes, she was a goddess- a fertility goddess! She had to have been the most hugely pregnant woman in the world! Her perfect frame was rendered no less perfect by her nearly spherical midsection, easily five feet in diameter! Oddly, she looked quite at ease with that monstrous middle, and I for one ached to see more of her!
'H...hi. Bill.' I managed to stammer.
'But I haven't ordered anything yet,' she quipped with a sly grin. Another extreme, as her voice was so soft and warm it could have melted the hardest heart. I almost cried right then. Then she leaned forward, her legs spread apart to make room for her enormous belly. 'I'm Vivian, Bill. Buy me a drink?'
I was puzzled, then. She was pregnant, but wanted a drink? She looked up to the barkeep. 'Virgin Mary. Heavy on the Virgin.' she told him. Just then she groaned a little, and rubbed her dainty hand across the stretched fabric of her dress as it covered her belly. I just about came in my shorts.
'Um. Y-- you come here often?' I asked, then thought 'You dumbshit, you come in here every night. Have you ever seen her before?' And it was almost like she heard my thoughts, because she had to stifle a giggle.
'So Bill, was it my eyes, my breasts, or my belly that brought you to me this evening?' she said, looking up at me with a twinkle in her eye.
'Your b-' I started, then turned red. 'All three, actually, plus your hair, ankles, and lips.'
'Gee, I feel like a supermarket. *Red lips, aisle 3. Boobs, aisle 5.* See anything you liked?' she finally asked.
'I... uh... er..." I expressed enthusiastically.
'Really,' she reached up and pulled the neckline of her dress down. Way down. I could see all the way down into her cleavage to where her middle jutted away from her ribcage. At that point, I did cream my shorts. 'Want to see more?' she remarked huskily.
'Um... ehh... I," and then it all came together, 'are you propositioning me?' I asked.
'Well,' she replied, 'YOU were the one who started out this conversation with a bill. Bill.'
'What about your Virgin Mary?' I asked hopelessly.
'She should go get some,' she mused, standing up effortlessly and moving gracefully to the door. Even with the incredible girth she must have been carrying, her hips still managed to sway just right. Perfection! It was like there was nobody else in the bar except her and me. 'Well, are you coming?'
'All over myself,' I thought to myself. 'Right behind you!' I said aloud, stumbling across the floor.
She laughed aloud and exited.
When I got to the door, I was in a panic. Where was she?! I looked left, then right, then across the street. WHERE WAS SHE?! Then, as if caught in a spell, I inhaled the most sensuous perfume my nostrils had ever been witness to. Like a puppy I followed the scent trail, down the street, past the traffic lights; I never stopped walking.
Oddly, I don't recall any cars moving, or any people either. Moving. They were there, in the road, on the sidewalks, but they didn't move or seem real to me. The only real thing was that wonderful scent.
And then I saw her immense shadow round a corner, and heard her angelic laughter. It was like a dream then for a while, just whispers of buildings and people amidst her cherubic voice and smell that paled the rose. I don't know how long I was out there.
When I next recalled something tangible, I was in her bedroom, standing at the doorway. She was admiring herself in a large vanity mirror, rubbing her hand down her side and admiring her curves. She pretended to be surprised when I arrived.
'So, came to see more, then?' she asked, her smile hidden in mock surprise. She turned and was next to me a second later. Or was I next to her? She whispered in my ear, 'What part do you want to see first?' The scent of that perfume seemed to come from her lips, and her gentle breath was like a warm blanket on a cold day. I took a chance and kissed her.
Her arms wrapped around me, her lips locked with mine. It was a kiss beyond any I had ever felt. Waves of passion, lust, and raw energy washed through me. When our tongues met, it was like an electric shock. She was seducing me, and I was letting her!
Finally, the embrace ended, and she slowly backed away, leaving us both a little winded. She stepped over to to bed, then reached up and undid her hair. Shaking it gently, her cornsilk hair cascaded down much longer than I had anticipated. She stared at me with her electric blue eyes, her lips drawn back in a beautiful smile. Abruptly, she sat down on the bed and, in the next instant, had rolled onto her back.
How huge was her belly! Like a mountain it rose above her, and I could almost see the movements within her. Looking upwards, I saw her perfect globes fall seperated slightly, her chin tucked in the area where they had just been. Her eyes twinkled again, and she said, 'Help me take off my shoes?'
I stood there dumbfounded for a second before I realized that one of her legs was sticking straight out to just my height. I grabbed her leg and kissed just below her knee, then worked my way down, down, down until I found the fore of her ankle. Gently I removed the buckle from her heel with my teeth, and then carefully slipped it off. I moved between her legs, and slowly started to spread them to see what treasures lie between. I inhaled deep as I smelled more of that glorious perfume seeming to come from her thighs.
THWAP! I was kicked in the head by her other foot, sending me to the floor. By the time I had sat upright, she was already standing. 'Not there. You see that last of all.' As she said this, she slipped out of her other heel easily. I watched, somewhat dejected, as she walked over to the far side of the bed. She turned directly towards me, then reached up and pulled her dress top off of her arms, careful to keep her breasts covered.
I stood up, glancing briefly in the mirror. There was a large purple bump on the side of my head, a bruise already formed. When I turned my attention back to her, she was lying down sideways on the bed, her burgeoning belly filling much of the lower half. She had exposed one of her breasts. Seeing me staring, and probably drooling, she grinned. 'They feel kinda tight, Bill. Would you please help me ease some of the pressure?'
By the time I got to the bed, my shirt was off. I leapt upon her breast, taking it's bountiful more-than-a-handfull bulk in my hand, and massaged furiously. It was soft, pink, supple, perfect. As I squeezed and tugged, I could feel something hard forming deep within it, swelling in my fingertips. Within a few seconds, the softness had gone from this perfect breast, leaving instead a rock hard one. I still slid my fingers across her now taut skin, and I could feel it continue to swell. I watched and fondled as her left breast slowly grew, growing heavier and tighter with each second. Soon it had doubled in size. By chance, I looked up to see her face.
She was biting the corner of her lip, her face slightly pained. Had I a braincell left in my head I would have noticed something wrong, but still I continued to massage. Abruptly she reached down and uncovered her other breast, and I instantly obliged my other hand. I felt her hands running through my hair then, drawing my head closer to her inflated breast, which in turn seemed to heave out towards me. 'So tight,' she groaned, 'Uneven. Suckle me. So tight!'
So I did, of course. I gently put my lips around her puffy nipple, and already it was heaven. I could taste the perfume from earlier, like chocolate and strawberries and mint and everything else deemed divine, and gave suck. Instantly I was rewarded with a wash of cream sweeter than wine pouring down my throat. I couldn't stop sucking, but I never felt suffocated, as the stuff drained from her to me in great gushes. Looking upwards I saw her leaning back with a mouthed 'YES' and could feel her body shudder with each gush of milk. Milk is good for teeth, and I could see hers clearly, so perfectly straight and pearly white. She had no cavaties, and her canines looked perfect. They were a little sharper-looking than I remembered.
I drank and drank, and then switched to the other breast and drank some more, until finally I rolled over and onto my back, breathing heavy. Her chest looked as it had before, and she was sweating from the ordeal. I was soaked. I must have drank a gallon of milk from each breast, easy! After a few minutes of heavy breathing, she sat upright, then stood at the foot of the bed. Abruptly, she disrobed.
Her goddess-figure now showing fully to me, every curve, every inch of her perfectly white skin burned itself into my brain, and nothing else existed. From her perfectly shaped breasts falling just so, to her hair pulled over one shoulder, to her belly- skin and more perfect skin covering her full maternity. Again, I could not see what lie between her thighs, as her mountainous middle covered it.
Just then, I saw an enormous movement from within her frame, a lump like a slow ripple coming up out of water and then rolling back down again. Her hands rubbed across her belly slowly, and she let out a low, long groan.
'Come rub my tummy,' she moaned, 'please come rub my tummy?'
I was naked when I got to her, don't ask me how. Hesitantly I reached out for her, when she took a step backwards, making me nearly fall headlong into her middle.
'But know that if you rub my tummy, the next thing you'll see is what is between my thighs.' she warned, with a half-smirk on her face.
Hesitation gone, I pushed both hands against her middle, feeling the creamy white skin under my fingers. I slowly seperated my hands, massaging along the muscles that I knew must be stretched beyond their limits deep within her. She moaned satisfactorily, running her fingers through my hair again. I could feel the great bulk she was carrying beneath my fingertips, the individual babies moving around under my massage. I closed my eyes and basked in the feeling, sliding my fingers across her skin like a feather across silk, feeling the warmth like warm mud sliding between my fingers...
I opened my eyes in horror as I watched my fingers slide INTO her skin, as if she were like a giant ball of goo. I tried to pull my hands away, but found them hopelessly stuck inside, now up my wrists. I cried out in alarm, but she only laughed. I looked up between tears and saw her laughing at me with her eyes wide and mouth open. Her teeth! Both above and below, her canines had lengthened into fangs, her electric eyes seemingly glowing. I fought hard to pull my hands back, but the more I struggled, the more I seemed to be pulled towards her.
Looking back at my arms, I saw that I was up halfway to my elbows now, and it seemed that the more of me went into her, the bigger her belly got, and the faster I sunk further!
I put one foot on her pendulous middle, trying to use that extra leverage to pull myself out. I pushed, hard, and just when I thought I could feel my arm starting to give, my foot pushed through her skin up past the knee! It was like sinking into quicksand, only warmer and much more sweet smelling. I thrashed about now, trying desperately to pull away, until I remembered what the movies always said about sinking in quicksand. I stopped moving, trying to even slow down my breathing, in hopes that I could somehow find a way to pull out. By now, I was in up to my hips, one leg dangling, and up almost to my shoulder.
Vivian stood upright again, with me hanging off of her, then turned and sat on the bed abruptly. I couldn't help but stare as her creamy white skin began to take on a faint bluish tinge. When I looked up at her face again, I saw a pair of adorable little horns just below her hairline. Even as a demon, she looked perfect! I saw her caring eyes staring back at me.
'Are you ok, Bill?' she mused. 'Is there anything I can get for you?'
'GET ME OUT OF HERE!' I shouted.
Just then, she spread her large, batlike wings to their fullest. All I could do was gape. 'Oh, I can do that, surely. But before I can get you out, I have to get you IN!' she laughed, and then fell onto her back, her wings falling to either side to keep from getting crushed.
Instantly, I felt gravity working against me, and I started to slide into her belly once more. The more I sank, the more her middle billowed out- ward and upwards all around me. I was sinking fast. So I gave up, and pulled my other leg in . Vivian seemed to appreciate this, as she started to moan in what I could only describe as a slow methodic orgasm. Soon, I was up to my neck.
'Oh, Bill.' she said, smiling upwards at me as she played with my hair all the more, 'Poor, sweet Bill. I hope this is as fun for you as it was for me. Now, I promised that the next thing you'd see is what is between my thighs, so... go see!' and with that, she pushed my head down into her, hard. I took a deep breath at the last possible second, and then felt submerged.
I could feel her fingers pressing against my head from the other side of her skin, but when I opened my eyes I couldn't see anything. I was in a thick liquid, but it didn't burn the eyes at all. One thing is for sure- if I thought she was huge before, she was absolutely gigantic now! I rolled over completely, and never once did I touch her skin again. In fact, it was as if I was somehow in the middle of her, several feet from her skin in all directions.
And then I saw it! Down, or was it up? A little light far off. I suddenly knew what it was. If I could get there, I could be 'born'- it was what was between her thighs!
I tried to swim, but as I said, the liquid was thick, and it was slow going. I swam and swam, until I realized that I was caught on something. I looked down and saw a rope or a cord or something wrapped around my leg. I quickly untangled, then realized that it was attached to me at my own belly! I looked around feverishly for something to cut the cord, when I saw around me numerous other shapes, all floating with the same type of cord attached. They were people! Men (and women?) trapped just like me. Then quite suddenly, it occured to me that I hadn't taken a breath in a while. After frantically thrashing about for a while, I guess I passed out."
"And that," Bill said, "is how I got in here. How about you guys?"