Absolutely Stuffed (Patreon)

Kelly browsed the antique store, different knick-knacks catching her eyes as she walked through the aisles. As she approached a section filled with toys, her interest was truly piqued. She browsed more slowly, taking special care to look over each detail. Toys were her specialty, and she often collected antiques. Stuffed animals were her favourites, and she felt particularly lucky that the store had some really cute ones. She picked up a stuffed doll, looking at it closely. She felt the urge to buy it, as if this particular doll was calling out to her. It wasn’t abnormal for her to feel such strong connections with toys, so she didn’t think twice about the odd pull.

The shop owner watched as Kelly came up to the register with the stuffed doll in tow. The older woman gave an almost stern look at the doll as she lifted it to check the price sticker. "I want you to know this little girlie has been returned many times times. Somehow, she just keeps coming back. Some people claim she's haunted, or cursed, or some other spooky thing. I'm just letting you know in case you believe in that sort of thing," the woman warned before plugging the price into the register. Kelly smiled, thinking for a bit.

"No, no! That's okay, I'm sure people are just overly superstitious! I'll still take it, don't you worry!"

After paying for the doll and heading home, Kelly started to feel a little strange. She figured she had just worn herself out with her shopping trip, and probably just needed something to eat or some sleep. She felt a little bloated - maybe her time of the month was coming up? She shrugged, not thinking too hard about something that probably was nothing. She grinned as she went inside her house, immediately looking for the perfect display location for her new doll. Once she cleared a spot in a glass case for her, Kelly went to the kitchen to find something to eat. She felt strangely tired, more worn out than she thought she was.

Kelly yawned, thinking about what the woman at the store had said. She closed her eyes, drifting off to sleep in her comfortable bed. Her sleep was fitful, and she kept having the strangest, most surreal dreams. When she awoke she felt more bloated than she had the previous day. Strange, she thought, looking at her stomach bulge out. I don't normally bloat this badly.

She stretched, yawning as she started to rise from her bed. Her shirts fit tighter than usual, barely managing to fit over her newly acquired muffin top. Kelly groaned, getting a little irritated with this inconvenience.  On top of her shirts being snug, her pants refused to button. She sighed,  sitting down on her bed. What the hell was going on with her body?

Kelly poked her doughy belly, wondering what exactly was causing such a dramatic swelling. When she felt her stomach, it was softer than she was expecting, as if she were stuffed like a pillow. When she poked herself again, she could've sworn she felt something moving inside of her - but what? She decided to put on a pair of sweatpants and an oversized hoodie, anything to cover up her bloated figure. She tried to ignore the feeling in her stomach as she went about her day, but the feeling inside her continued to grow. She looked down at her belly, only to see that it was bulging out even bigger than it was that morning.

Kelly gasped, taking a staggering step back. She pressed her hands against her swollen midsection, trying to make sure it was real. She cried out when she realized that the gut underneath the hoodie was very much real.  She lifted the hoodie to make absolutely sure, and was incredibly unnerved by the fact that her own belly was swollen beyond her waistline. Kelly groaned, the pressure in her belly increasing beneath her touch. Something was definitely wrong with her, and Kelly needed to figure out what it was.

She thought hard, trying to be logical about her predicament, but the only thing that she could really think of was the warning the shopkeeper at the antiques store gave her about the doll.

“No, that’s impossible, that doll can’t ACTUALLY be cursed… Can it?” she said to herself. She glanced over at the doll, who slumped in her display case, big button eyes staring back at Kelly. Kelly moved closer, taking careful steps so not to bump anything with her still swelling belly. The pressure increased as she neared the doll, though to Kelly, it could’ve just been coincidence. She pressed her hand against the side of her stomach, trying to feel just what exactly was inside her that made her look like she was full term. All she felt, though, was something soft, as if she herself were stuffed.

Kelly shook her head, trying to dispel the thought. It worked for a moment, until a strange pain shot through her stomach. She cried out, knees buckling underneath her as she felt an odd stinging from her womb. The pain continued, and Kelly’s instincts took over. She realized what was happening, though she didn’t know why or how.

After a surprisingly short while, what emerged from Kelly’s body was not anything close to what she was expecting. It was a stuffed doll, not unlike the one she had bought the day prior. Exhausted and confused, she looked up at the doll in its case.

“No, this isn’t possible… You ARE really cursed, or something?” She stood up on wobbly legs, trying to get her feet under her again after the strange happening. She held the new doll in her hands, trying to make heads or tails about everything in the moment.

“The doll looks nice, at least…” she said, balancing whether or not curse was the right word. If this was going to be a common occurrence, collecting stuffed animals would be a breeze. On the other hand, it being common would mean her social life would probably tank. “Oh, think of the rumors if I just look like I’m about to give birth at any moment.,” she said to no one in particular. “People might go around thinking I’m some sort of slut.”

Kelly looked up at the weird doll again, really debating if this were a blessing or a curse. “Maybe I’ll keep you around a bit longer, really see how often this will happen. If it’s manageable, this might just be the perfect forever home for you.”

The doll seemed to be more upright in her display than she was a moment ago. Kelly put the newer doll next to the one from the store. “No use separating family,” she half-joked. Her stomach growled, and Kelly went to the kitchen to get something to eat after such a bizarre experience. She felt fine, and she would for a while.

It wasn’t until the following week that the swelling feeling came back.

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