Kompera

Growth Spurt

Added 2019-03-29 09:29:00 +0000 UTC

Note: This is a story-prompt for Amygdilan.

Plump, muscled, fleshy, and unoccupied by other organs. This is clearly the human incubation chamber, Phlemulon said to his colleague telepathically.

Snezelas skin shifted from green to navy as she unconsciously blended into the surrounding dark room. I have to agree.

This human is strong. Healthy. It will make a good host.

Let us proceed with insemination.

Several weeks later, Melony noticed that she was gaining weight.

More specifically, she was gaining ass-weight. Her formerly flat posterior was slowly beginning to fill out the seats of all her pants.

Melony didnt mind it, per se. She just found it a curious development. Her diet had not changed. She was not eating any more than usual.

But she couldnt bring herself to complain. She was twenty, and had an average to slim physique. She had always been plain, curveless, and even a bit of a tomboy throughout her life. Seeing herself finally beginning to blossom was actually quite interesting.

As she busied herself with college and her part time job, she hardly had the time to pay attention to bottoms continued growth, at least until the day that she could no longer fit into her favorite pair of jeans.

The jeans had always been loose on her, and it had hardly bothered her as it grew increasingly snug. But as Melony turned sideways to regard her profile in the mirror, she couldnt help frowning. Her ass had undeniably gotten large. In fact, if it wasnt for the baggy T-shirts she usually had on, she was sure that her parents would have commented about her weight gain by now.

She sat down on her decidedly plumper ass, and gripped her thighs, feeling nervous. She had noticed that her hips had gotten a bit wider, her breasts tender and somewhat swollen. All her life she had been accustomed to existing in the background, not being noticed. Now she couldnt help feeling apprehension about the upcoming beach trip her family was going on in a few weeks.

Just a hormone thing, she told herself. It was obviously some sort of belated puberty. It was perfectly normal, and her family would accept their somewhat more voluptuous daughter. Nodding to herself, Melony tried on her one-piece bathing suit. She cringed at the way the bottom cut tightly between her ass cheeks. Quickly taking it off and pulling on some sweat pants, she grabbed her car keys, and left for the mall to by a new swimsuit.

Though not a fan of bikinis, it seemed the type of swimwear that she would be the least likely to outgrow. Melony tried on a few, before choosing one a size larger than what fit her, just to be safe. She gazed at her round, bulging ass in the fitting-room mirror. It was almost starting to look fake.

The beach trip was two weeks later, by which point, the shorts that Melony had committed to were squeezing tightly against her posterior, her ass wanting to bulge out at all sides. When she sat, she could feel her crack pushing over the waistband, and tugged her T-shirt down as far as she could. When she was standing, they were rendered booty-shorts, too much of her ass pushing out of the leg holes.

She could see her mothers shocked look in her periphery but pretended not to notice.

When they got to the beach, Melony watched as her brother and cousins happily stripped down to her trunks and ran off to the water. Feeling nervous, she fidgeted with the waistband of her shorts. She knew that she could get away with leaving on either her shorts or T-shirt, but not both. Someone would question it. As she was typically shy about her chest, and certainly didnt want to flaunt the way they had suddenly boomed to B-cups that were bulging out of the small bikini top she was wearing, Melony shoved her shorts off her thighs. She could feel family members staring, but tried to ignore it. She ignored the way the bikini bottom had quickly gotten too small, the way it cut into her ass crack in threat of becoming a thong.

She knew her weight gain was getting a little out of hand, but she tried not to let it ruin her vacation. She ignored her fathers scowl, the wolf whistles she got from other beach patrons, and the way her little sister gawked at the way her ass bulged from her thin body.

And admittedly, it was mortifying.

A week later, Melony again examined her profile. She reached back to rest her hands on the soft, round, globes of her ass. She was beginning to look as though she had gotten injections like some deranged celebrity. The ass didnt even look close to natural on her. She frowned at the way her panties had shrunken against the heavy masses.

She thought of the mortifying conversation her mother had had with her about getting her weight under control. She thought about her progressively changing wardrobe.

Melony loved wearing jeans, but could no longer fit into any of the ones she owned. She found that only sweatpants and leggings would accommodate her bizarre dimensions. She continued to wear loose T-shirts, but even those were failing her.

Her breasts had continued to swell, fat and tender, and strangely bloated. If she went without a bra, her breasts bobbed on her chest, with no hint of sag though they were already C-cups by then. Melony continued to revolve in the mirror as she scrutinized her transformation. Just a little growth spurt.