Haunted House (Patreon)

The well-dressed woman adjusted her skirt as her clients met her outside the front door of the house. It had been tough trying to get someone to even consider buying this place, and the agent would do absolutely anything to sell it.  A while ago, something terrible happened in the house, and now there were claims of it being haunted. The agent didn't believe in such superstitious nonsense, though. Her only goal was selling it to dispel the rumours.

She smiled at the couple, a pair of lovely women that were looking for a new house to start a family in. This place would be perfect! The agent began the tour by giving a basic rundown of the rooms and some of the history - the less they knew, the better. Everything was starting off really well! The couple agreed that the room count was perfect, and that they definitely wanted to see the inside. As the agent led them into the house, a strange chill filled the room.

"It's a little drafty in here, isn't it?" One of the women asked the agent, shivering slightly. The agent nodded and turned to her.

"Rest assured, any repairs will be covered by us, it's probably just a window that needs fixing," the agent smiled. She would say and do anything to get this place sold, and some simple repairs weren't impossible to do. This answer seemed to satisfy the couple, as they moved on from the drafty room.

"This place is gorgeous! I can't believe it's so low priced," the other woman tapped her chin. "It feels almost too good to be true."

The agent looked away, trying to come up with a good answer on the fly. "I haven't been told anything specific, just that the people who used to live here left really fast," she said, skirting around any details that would reveal the rumours.

As the agent led them through the house, the chill seemed to grow, though only the agent seemed to notice it. The other two women seemed perfectly fine, so the agent just figured it was in her head. The ground floor part of the tour wrapped up, and one of the women had a question.

"How big is the basement? Can we have a look?" She asked, pointing to the closed door. The agent nodded, shuddering a bit as she turned the knob. The empty cellar was tidy and spacious, cleaned of the incident that took place there.

"It's a perfect room to turn into anything! Rec room, home gym, movie theater, you name it, you can do it! I - " the agent was cut off as she felt something strange tickle her spine. It was as if something had rattled her very bones. She felt something in the pit of her stomach, but she couldn't let the couple notice her discomfort.

The agent was about to lead them through the basement, but the couple stood, staring at her. They seemed frozen, looking on with shocked expressions.

"What's wrong, don't you want to see the basement?" The agent asked, concerned at their reluctance to continue. They shook their heads in unison, while one of them pointed to the agent. She looked down, just then noticing her largely swollen belly. It took the agent every ounce of willpower to refrain from screaming.

She backed up, watching as her belly swell before her eyes. Every second was like another puff of air into a balloon. The agent narrowed her eyes, trying to logically figure out what was going on with her stomach. It seemed to violently swell, rapidly expanding beyond reasonable human sizes. The couple stared at her, not knowing if this was a prank or genuinely happening. Until, that is, the real estate agent's top tore open, revealing her very real, very inflated belly.

The agent screamed, watching her belly expand in real time. She gripped the sides of her belly as it expanded, trying to stop the effects of whatever was going on to her. The inside of her stomach felt as though someone was misusing a bike pump, and pressure prickled against her skin as it swelled further. The inflation got more aggressive as time passed, each puff causing her to get bigger and bigger. The agent looked at the women with a horrified expression, eyes pleading for their help.

The girls cried out, scrambling up the stairs and rushing out of the house as fast as they could. The agent tried to follow them, but her rapidly inflating belly was far too big now to push through the basement door. She started to regret not believing the rumours about this place being haunted. She tried to force her way through the too small doorway to no avail. She was stuck until the effects of whatever this was wore off

Her belly swelled, expanding further until it was large enough to lean against. The strange chill tickled her spine again, as if spectral hands were massaging her back. She felt the rapid inflation sensation, feeling like an overfilled balloon as she became immobilized by sheer size. Whatever the hell was going on, the agent knew that the ghostly rumours were true. She also realized that selling this place was going to be a lot harder than she thought.

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