Tail, Part 5 - Female Version

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Note: This is a female version of Tail.

Summary: Following an extended disappearance, Sarah develops a growing tail, which reveals the ability to ingest things, produce things, and act of its own accord. Contains: Female: pregnancy, breast expansion, alien impregnation, tail, stuffing, weight gain, birth.

Previous Chapter

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Sarah sat in the living room, quietly panting, her small belly bulging out slightly more than it had earlier that day.

Her six-year-old cousin was playing with dolls on the floor, when the child paused, and turned to Sarah with wide eyes. “Do you want to see my pet?” He spoke with poorly-restrained excitement.

Sarah forced a smile. “Sure,” she said as she wiped a bead of sweat off her brow.

Suzie climbed to her feet and hurried out of the front door. She returned moments later, now with a piglet filling her arms. It was the size of a cat, albeit much fatter. The thing was overfed, presently squirming around in Suzie’s hold. “I named her Bertha,” Suzie stated.

Sarah couldn’t help chuckling. “She’s cute.”

“Oh!” said Suzie, as if abruptly remembering something. “I forgot her tiara. She’s missable without it.” With that, Suzie lowered the piglet and ran off again.

Sarah sighed and put her head back. She couldn’t wait for the day to be over. She absently rubbed her stomach, wondering whether she should be concerned about the hard shells of the eggs that the tail had earlier consumed. She barely noticed as the tail slowly unfurled from her waist, until she felt a sharp jerk. Sarah lifted her head just as a squealing noise rang through the room.

“Ahhh…” Sarah felt it before she saw it. The tail had opened up like a snake’s jaw then snapped down on the pig, presently closed around the animal’s head. The rest of the piglet was wriggling for freedom. The tail quickly swung around the piglet, tightly wrapping its torso, while also pushing the creature deeper inside. Now the tail was jerking and spasming, violently trying to force the piglet in.

Sarah could barely hold it together. “No…stop…” she groaned, resenting that her groin was tingling, her stomach churning in anticipation. She felt hungry, and confused, and absolutely horrified. This was Suzie’s pet. She couldn’t eat Suzie’s pet! “Stop it!” She tried to grab onto the tail, but it just shoved itself away from her arm’s reach. Now the piglet had been pushed in past its shoulders, and it was stretching the tail tight. The sensation was nearly debilitating. Sarah could barely keep herself upright.

The tail twitched and spasmed, now somehow managing to lift the weight of the piglet off the ground, pointing upward. Gravity did the rest, and the piglet’s rear and feet disappeared into the tail’s length, the tail’s mouth closing into a small dimple again. The piglet’s form left a massive, trembling lump on the tail. Sarah stared at it, feeling stunned that her skin was even able to stretch that far.

“Nrrrgghhhh….” Her face reddened as the lump shifted on the tail’s length, pushed towards her, then stopped. It was a slow and strenuous process that left Sarah pouring sweat. It was too big. Sarah couldn’t imagine the mass of the plump piglet being forced into her already-full stomach. And yet it was inevitable. “Mmmgghhh…” Sarah groaned, as the lump shifted again. It was getting closer and closer to her. What was she going to do?

“I found it!” Suzie’s voice sailed through the open front door. Sarah could hear her feet trampling through the weeds.

Sarah’s eyes widened in panic. Unthinkingly, she got up, but the weight of the tail sent shocks of pain and arousal shooting through her body. She uncomfortably lifted the tail, where it still contained the massive lump weighing it down. Sarah then hurried into the bathroom and locked the door.

It was a weak plan. Her family would find her, and then she would have endless explaining to do. Sarah climbed onto the toilet, and opened the small window above it. It was awkward and uncomfortable to maneuver her bloated stomach and throbbing tail through the window, but somehow she managed. Sarah soon found herself perched in the bushes in the back of the house, gasping for breath, her face flushed, and her clothes sticking to her sweat-sleek body.

The tail continued to digest the piglet. Sarah tried prodding it, hoping the tail might regurgitate it, but this caused her whole body to be seized with trembles. It was too far along, and the tail showed no sign that it would let the piglet go.

The lump of the piglet had stopped trembling, and Sarah was doubtful that it was still alive. She hunched down, holding her head and feeling helpless as the piglet was shoved farther and farther up the tail’s length. “No, no, no…” That was Suzie’s—it was too big! There was no way she could digest that thing. It was going to rupture her!

Sarah sat against the house with her knees drawn. The lump had reached the base of her spine and her heart was racing in panic. She shivered as she felt it begin to press into her, slowly. Her stomach heaved and heaved, simultaneously bloating outward. Sarah gagging as its contents were shoved aside to make way for the animal.

Finally the entirety of the piglet popped into her, causing her stomach to forcefully bulge forward, Sarah choking, and falling to all fours as she struggled to breathe. She was consumed by nausea and an uncomfortable pressure, her belly flushed and tight. She leaned down, coughing, but surprisingly, nothing came up. Sarah continued to gasp for breath. Her stomach resembling a pregnancy in its seventh month. She groaned as she slid her hand down to the firm mound. This was just too much. The tail’s biggest meal yet. She didn’t know what she was going to do.

Something deep inside Sarah told her that she was supposed to get along with the tail. She and the tail were an inevitability.

But now she was getting stuffed, heavy, and uncomfortably round, her stomach multiplying in size every time the tail indulged. Not to mention the fact that she had been forced to consume a live pig—her cousin’s pet. Sarah placed her hand to her mouth, feeling nauseous again. She continued to sweat and pant and stare off.

She could hear voices coming from the open window—her mother and aunt wondering about where she had gotten to.

Feeling mortified at the thought of them finding her in her present state, Sarah managed to stand. She restrained herself from groaning aloud as she was further acquainted with how tight and uncomfortable her belly was, the weight of the piglet adding tension to her back. Awkwardly cupping the mound, Sarah hurried off. She headed straight into the cornfields, and staggered onward, through stalk after stalk, until she was suitably lost, but she didn’t care. The sun was setting, but Sarah continued onward through the seemingly never-ending field. Her stomach was sore and painfully throbbing. Her lungs were burning from her endless exertion. Her legs ached from their task of carrying the unfamiliar weight. And the tail swayed behind her, utterly content.

Sarah’s knees buckled, and she found herself on all fours in the dark, sore, scratched, and exhausted. Her limited visibility grew darker, before she felt herself collapse to her side.

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When Sarah awoke, she was in bed…an unfamiliar bed. She drowsily looked around. The room was old, worn, and poorly maintained. There were water stains on the ceiling, and a few cockroaches scuttling in the corner. Sarah could also see that there was a rickety-looking desk, a mini-fridge, and some partially-torn curtains hanging in the window.

She sat up somewhat and shifted her gaze to her belly, absently sliding her hand down to the mound. It looked no smaller, though it was softer, and less uncomfortable. The waistband of her sweatpants had been pushed down beneath it, while her T-shirt was hugging it tightly, a few inches of her belly protruding out at the bottom. She really did look pregnant by then. Sarah gulped as she thought of the previous day’s events. Suzie would never forgive her if she found out what the tail had done.

Sarah continued to look around, still trying to figure out where she was. There were some papers on the nightstand. Sarah lifted one, and found herself peering at a rental agreement, for a…motel room? Sarah stared at her signature at the bottom of the sheet. She didn’t remember renting a room. She couldn’t even recall how she had gotten out of the cornfield.

The tail suddenly jerked, causing Sarah to gasp, her eyes darting to the left of the bed, just as the tail clamped down on a rodent. She stared in horror as she watched a wiggling rat-tail get sucked in by the tail, preceded by the good-sized lump already being worked through the limb.

Disgusting, was all Sarah could think, her face reddening as the lump of the rat continued to work its way down the length of the tail. Sarah breathed through it, until the rat was at the tail’s base. She groaned as her stomach tightened, the rat joining the piglet, chicken eggs, and whatever else was stuffed in there. Sarah took a few moments to pant and rub her belly. She tried to keep a level head. She watched the tail sway contently.

It was apparent that the tail wasn’t opposed to eating live creatures. Things were quickly getting out of hand.

Sarah sat up completely, continuing to hold her belly. She lifted her shirt somewhat. The mound was no longer flushed, and the uncomfortable pressure was mostly gone, except at her belly button, which felt tense, and looked less inverted than it had been before. Sarah continued to absently rub her mound.

She watched the tail warily, almost afraid of what it might do next. But it simply continued to idly sway. Sarah wondered whether she had any control over it at all.

She closed her eyes and cleared her mind. She honed her senses on the feel of her spine under her cotton shirt, down her back, to the tail, as it swayed, and pressed against the stale air in the room. She willed the tail to stop swaying, to wrap back around her waist.

And so it did. The tail curled around her gently, beneath her bulging belly. Sarah breathed a sigh of relief. She just hoped that it would stay put.

Sarah’s next thoughts darted to her parents. They were probably worried sick about her. Swinging her legs over the side of the bed, she lifted the phone on the night table.