Kompera

Promiscuous

Added 2021-05-31 12:19:19 +0000 UTC

Note: This is a story-prompt for Ryan Caday.

That fucking whore.

It wasn't enough that Jenn had slept with all the guys on the high school football team.

But now Matt as well. Matt, Anna's boyfriend of the past two years. Anna had walked in on them both half-naked in one of the empty classrooms after school had ended.

Anna had ridden her bike straight home, barely able to see through her tears. She threw herself onto her bed, burying her face in her pillow. How had this happened? Matt had always been so kind, so loyal.

It was that bitch, Jenn. She had seduced him. And now she was gonna pay.

Anna sat up, shoving her pillow aside. She crossed her legs and lifted her palms upwards to face the ceiling. Before she could stop herself she started muttering an incantation. The room was swallowed by bluish shadowy hues until her third repetition, at which point she trailed off and fell limply back against her mattress.

Before Anna could sink into unconsciousness, she briefly questioned what she had done. Then everything went black.

School the following day was uncomfortable. Matt wouldn't meet Anna's eyes. He hadn't even attempted to explain what he’d done. It made the situation all the more heartbreaking.

It didn't seem that he was interacting much with Jenn either. The promiscuous girl had moved on to fresh meat. Anna flushed in anger as Jenn tugged a hipster guy named Adam into a janitor’s closet.

Is she even capable of closing her legs?Anna wondered in irritation.

Shaking her head, Anna walked to class. Thankfully senior year was almost over. She was eighteen and had several college acceptances to narrow down. She would soon be able to put the toxicity of high school behind her.

Jenn arrived to class fifteen minutes late and rather disheveled. "Sorry, Mr. Herman," she said with a seductive wink at their teacher, and Anna could not help noticing that Jenn’s stomach had developed a slight curve that had not been there before.

The curse had worked.

That fact was confirmed when Jenn arrived to school the following day with a noticeably bloated belly, and again on Friday, when she walked in looking as though she was suddenly six months pregnant.

Anna knew she should have felt guilty, but couldn't help enjoying the way the other students stared at Jenn as though she was an alien.

The curse was simple. Jenn would become impregnated after every single sexual act she engaged it. She was steadily filling herself with babies and couldn't even seem to control herself.

Jenn was getting huge.

It was Tuesday, and she looked nearly at term with child. She looked ashamed and embarrassed as she tugged at her too-small shirt, struggling to get the straining material to offer some coverage.

Maybe she was just addicted to fucking. Or perhaps being a whore was the only thing she had going for her. Anna almost started to pity Jenn. But then Anna would look at her ex, Matt, contently studying across the library, and feel a sudden resurgence of fury.

On Thursday, Jenn looked as though she was overdue with child.

"God, I don't know what the hell is wrong with me," she said as she rubbed her hands into the orb during Chemistry.

"Well you're...pregnant, right?" said Simon quizzically. He had the misfortune of being Jenn's lab partner that day.

Jenn looked offended. "Are you kidding? This all happened in the span of a week!" She swatted him. But even as she said it, she looked uneasy, like she suspected there was some truth to Simon's inference. "Fuck," she whispered to herself, ducking her head and scribbling at her equations.

Jenn was just getting huge. Not only her belly, but her breasts and ass had taken on growth as well. Stretchy tank tops and spandex leggings seemed to be the only things she could squeeze herself into these days. Despite it, she looked ready to burst out of her attire. Anna couldn't help scrutinizing Jenn from where she sat two tables down.

"God, I'm so fucking horny," Jenn muttered under her breath.

Simon choked on his soda.

When Jenn came in Monday morning after the weekend, she was just massive. Her clothes were truly straining, cleavage of her fat EE-cups bulging heavily over her neckline, several inches of her globe protruding out beneath her top.

She was breathing heavily, constantly winded and sweaty. Anna delighted in the heavy waddle that had become of Jenn's stride.

"She's about to blow," Dean whispered as Jenn struggled past in the hallway. Matt threw a disturbed look Jenn's way. Anna just smiled.

On Friday, Jenn could barely seem to walk at all. She looked like she was toting around a beach ball under her top. Sometimes her belly would heave and she would arch, releasing these pitiful whines. Other times the mass would shudder, and during algebra, two damp spots formed on Jenn's shirt. Her breasts were actually leaking!

"Nghhhhh..." Jenn groaned as her belly trembled and bounced with movement.

Anna could only marvel at her handiwork as she silently wondered how Jenn was still getting guys to fuck babies into her.