Harold sighed as he got ready for bed. He hated the evenings when Cassie couldn't spend the night with him, but he understood that her job reqiured her to leave town from time to time. It was particularly hard when she was gone for the whole weekend, though. Still, her absence gave him the opportunity to indulge in one of his fantasies that he hadn't told her about yet. He knew that he shouldn't keep it secret from his fiancée, but he was afraid she'd be disgusted when she found out. He checked the sheets and blanket again to make sure they were nice and tight on the bed, and removed the pillows so they wouldn't get in the way.
He then climbed naked onto the head of the bed and carefully slipped his feet under the top sheet, feeling the pressure on his body as the tightly stretched fabric slowly gave way. Closing his eyes, Harold slowly slid the rest of his body under the covers, imagining that his body was sliding in between Cassie's thighs as she pulled him into her womb. He had just slid his knees under the covers when a familiar voice startled him out of his fantasy.
"Enjoying yourself, honey?" Harold heard Cassie say, and his eyes flew open in surprise. He tried to untangle himself from the bed, but the covers suddenly seemed to tighten around him, and he slid to his thighs in the tangle of bedding.
Harold stared in astonishment as the foot of the bed seemed to shimmer and Cassie's head formed from the sheets at that end. As he lay stunned, the bedding continued to change, her long legs grew out of the sheets to frame his body and the rest of her body seemed to rise out of the bed, his legs forming a large bulge in her belly. The opening between the sheets had tightened around his body and changed as well so that he now had a close-up view of Cassie's impossibly stretched pussy as it swallowed up his lower body.
"You really have some interesting fetishes, love." She said as her inner muscles pulled at him, his hips sliding easily into her soaking wet pussy. He could see the outline of his body through her skin, and gasped as she gripped the bulge made by his erect cock. "You're certainly enjoying yourself, aren't you? You should have told me about this earlier, rather than forcing me to find out by reading your journal." Cassie chided, stroking Harold's cock through her skin.
"Cassie? Wha-What's going on? How?...." Harold stammered, finally finding his voice.
"I should think that was obvious, love. I'm making your fantasies come true. Tonight, you'll sleep in here," Cassie said, placing a hand on her swollen belly. "As for how, I told you before that I could shapeshift - did you think that all I could do was change my breast size?" She said, smiling at him.
"I certainly didn't think you could do anything like this!"
Cassie shot him a bemused look. "I'm sure you thought about it, love. You really should have said something."
"I... I did, but I was afraid to ask -I thought you might get upset if I suggested something so bizarre."
"What, being a shapeshifter isn't bizarre? No, love, I'm not upset at all - I find the idea quite arousing." She bent her legs, pushing on his shoulders with her feet as she pulled more of him into her distended belly, stopping when he was in up to his armpits.
"You do?"
"Very much so, love. Can't you feel how wet this makes me? I hope you're not going to decide that you don't really like this after all, because I'm having too much fun to stop."
"No, it's.... incredible. I never thought...." Harold said, smiling at his fiancée. Then his face took on a puzzled expression and he asked, "Um, have you thought about how I'm supposed to breathe in there, honey?"
She began stroking his cock again, harder as she replied. "Don't worry about that, I'll take care of everything. First, I need you to come inside me."
"That... won't be a problem..." Harold gasped, bucking inside her. "What are you mmph...?" He gasped as her breasts grew and she forced a nipple into his mouth, silencing him and blocking his view of anything else.
"That's enough questions, honey. Just let me take care of you. Now drink up. You always love suckling on me, don't you? How about when I actually have milk for you? You'd love that, wouldn't you? Drinking milk I made just for you?"
Harold nodded as he continued to nurse, and was surprised when he got a mouthful of her sweet milk. Having another of his fantasies fulfilled that way was enough to send him over the edge, and he came inside her warm body. He felt her body soak up his cum seeming to channel it to his belly button which began to tingle, and he could feel a gentle warmth spread out from it through his body. Just then, he felt her push on him with her breast, forcing him deeper into her. As his head was swallowed up by her hungry pussy, it pulled his mouth from her nipple, leaving her nipple pushed partly up into herself. Instead of moving it, she seemed to be holding the nipple in place, and he felt the flow of milk increase greatly, flooding the chamber he was in. Through the rosy light that filtered in from outside, he could see Cassie's cervix slowly close, until it was only about three inches in diameter. The milk kept pouring in, submerging him in her warm milk. As the womb filled, Harold watched Cassie's body close up completely, the flow of milk finally stopping as her cervix sealed itself. He could no longer see anything through the opaque liquid, but her breathing and heartbeat relaxed him, and he let himself drift off to sleep inside his love, surrounded by a sea of her milk.
Cassie lay back on the remains of the bed, large holes in the mattress where she had absorbed the mass necessary to alter her body for her lover. She let her breasts shrink back to a more normal size, filling in enough of the holes in the mattress with the excess that she could sleep comfortably.
"Sleep well, my love. You'll need your rest - I have big plans for this weekend." Smiling, Cassie closed her eyes and soon she too fell asleep.
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