Too Many - The Catalyst, Chapter 4 (Patreon)

The pregnant duo lay back sprawled on their couch. They squeezed into their new clothing, which was already starting to shrink on their engorged bodies.

Valeria’s green, long-sleeved sweater didn’t even reach the top of her bronzed dome. The pair of her dark sweatpants stretched down under her orb and hugged her butt. Given how her hips had widened, the material sat even lower down her midriff, revealing even more of her bare underbelly. Her enormous, pregnant belly jutted forth prominently as she digested her meal. 

Nia had squeezed her booty into her biggest pair of fitted green shorts. They still did not prevent her cheeks from poking out from underneath the high-fitting garment. Her own blue and white light sweater top served as a makeshift bra. Her large breasts stretched against the material, teasing her already-sensitive nipples. Her breasts hung freely without being contained within any of her bras. The outline of her dark, swollen nipples was displayed prominently. 

Their baby-filled bellies had grown thanks to the meal they had just eaten. The added nutrition aided their numerous young’s gestation quite nicely.

“That hit the spot,” Valeria said with a hiccup. She ran her hands along her belly, feeling how round and heavy her swell was becoming. “How many do you think we’re carrying?”

“Too many, I still can’t believe this is happening…” Nia said and watched one of the unanticipated occupants within her stuffed womb press out against the tight skin near her bloated navel. 

The two sat in silence for a moment. Accidental or unplanned pregnancy was one thing, but this, whatever this was that had happened - and was still happening to them - was something else entirely. Their fertile bodies were blossoming in very pronounced ways. The people who knew them could not be told what was happening to them. Going to class was a mistake yesterday. 

The texts from their friends started coming in. 

Nia’s sister was going to fly in from Miami next weekend. Valeria’s abuela had called her twice in the last two days and wanted to make the roommates their favorite flan as a means to encourage them to visit her. 

How were they going to explain what was happening to them?

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The great Gymbo has done it again! He's once again worked his magic, integrating an old story concept I had around into the overarching universe of machinations and impregnations.

Read the full story here: https://www.deviantart.com/gymbo/art/The-Catalyst-1262398063

Variants will be in a few days. Enjoy!

~SA