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Filling Fun Pt. 02

The next morning I wake with a shocked gasp, quickly sitting up and groaning as a result. My sore body aches, but not as much as my burning and throbbing groin from the immense filling last night.

Groggily getting up I waddle to my standing mirror to look upon the carnage wrecked upon me, and to my surprise my belly is drastically smaller than when I was finished being stuffed like a thanksgiving Turkey last night.

All that remained of my once flat and skinny belly turned bulbous orb of whatever the dildo filled me with had reduced to a lightly rounded, 5 month looking bump by pregnancy standards. Looking to my bed and finding it dry I wondered where all that excess liquid went as I trailed my fingers down my belly and across the bumpy and sensitive skin of my rapidly formed stretch marks, the only evidence left of how big I got at such an alarming rate.

My hands drift up across my belly, reaching my small tits to cup and squeeze them. A moan escapes my lips as my tits with already rock hard nipples on them are quite sensitive. Giving one of my nipples a brush with my fingers and a tug sends shivers through me as my already tired legs wobble.

My eyes drift to my clock, widening as I am extremely late for class. In a flurry of blurring clothes and books I dress and pack my bag, deciding against underwear and a bra I resort to just an oversized hoodie and my favourite baggy sweatpants as I rush out my door.Filling Fun Pt. 02 Ρ„ΠΎΡ‚ΠΎ

My tired legs screaming at me the whole way to class I slam through the door unnecessarily loud, drawing the attention of the entire class as well as my smug looking lecturer.

"Late again darling! I'd like you to come to the front please." Her shrill voice pervading my ears as a soft groan escapes my lips.

Making my way down past my classmates as they awkwardly avert their gaze those few still looking at me ignites a burning desire in me, sending ripples across my body all centring in the core of my stomach.

Reaching the lecturers podium she has a stern yet cunning look on her face, as If she's just caught me doing something absolutely irredeemable. If only she could see me last night getting my guts rearranged and filled by a dildo.

"And what is the excuse for your tardiness this time younge lady??" Her voice boomed to get everyone's attention, and it did, all eyes were on me as the sensation deep in my belly was building, spreading to my chest with burning intensity.

"You see I was- a-ah..." cut off by a sudden cramp my hand goes to my belly, dread filling me as i hadn't noticed under the stress of getting here and how baggy my hoodie is, but my belly felt much larger than the soft 5 month bump I looked at earlier in the mirror.

Without saying a word I try to leave, immediately blocked by my lecturer who tuts at me disapprovingly.

"Now now, I asked for an explanation, and I will get one."

Hand still on my belly I whimper, gasping and whincing as I feel a surge of growth that begins to tighten up my hoodie. The lecturer frowns in confusion, having now noticed that my midsection is quite large her once smug demeanour is now turning to worry.

The audience of fellow students is watching keenly now, unsure of what to do as they watch me groan. Some thinking I'm having some sort of adverse reaction the lecturers reprimanding pull out their phones to record what's happening, all the while my hoodie is getting dangerously tight.

The weight is getting alot for me to handle as I lean forward, hands against the arch of my back as I spread my legs for support.

Peeking down under my hoodie I'm treated to a sight I thought I'd never see, thick and plump cleavage has replaced the void that sat empty above my bulging belly.

The pressure now too great to contain I finally give in, unzipping my hoodie and letting it burst open in a grand reveal as my enormous belly and now Jcup looking sized tits are exposed to everyone.

The students and the lecturer all gasp in shock as I moan I relief as the tightness on my belly is now gone.

Breathing heavily and using my hands to heft up my belly I can feel the swelling reaching a halt, sighing in relief as I feel across my freshly stretched skin.

"S-sorry... it should be over now-"

As if on cue I feel an overwhelming cramp ripple through my belly, rolling through me and centring deep in my pelvis. Gasping and groaning as I hold my belly I waddle back and grab onto the podium. Another cramp rocks through me making me cry out, bending me over and bearing my sweatpants covered ass to the audience as I hear the snapping of photos and the pinging of videos recording.

Before I can beg them to stop an odd sensation overcomes me, the pressure building in my pelvis suddenly releases as the audience gasps. My sweatpants rapidly darkening I feel liquid trickling down my thighs, panicking I reach back and reef them down to my ankles, exposing my thickened thighs, and fattened ass cheeks hidden by my sweatpants as my belly and tits grew.

The lecturer gasps as she bears witness to my bare ass, and more importantly my pulsating and thick lipped, gaping pussy that's currently ejecting a jet stream of fluid onto her floor. Euphoria grips me as I feel the stream become a trickle from my throbbing hole, panting and moaning as I feel the heavy moving within my belly visibly distend the skin.

Rushing to my aid the lecturer is speechless, resting a hand on my bare ass cheek as I remain bent over the podium and showing off my puckered asshole and swollen pussy to the class. Her touch makes me shiver in delight, all my nerves alight as I feel something push against my insignificantly small cervix, rotating within my womb as it slickly widens its only escape route.

Pushing harder I let out a cry of bliss, my crotch bulging outwards as the foreign object I'm Birthing begins to become visible past my resisting cervix. A dark as night and with alarming size, the egg stretches and pushes further out of my red and raw birth canal. Just larger than an ostrich egg the lecturer watches in horror as I'm stretched beyond belief. Almost hanging from my crotch the egg slides from my hole with a loud wet 'pop!' Bouncing heavily onto the floor and rolling to a stop for all to see.

To be continued...

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