Contagious

Note: This is a story-prompt for Ozy Lellowen

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Denise sighed, leaning her elbows on the counter of the coffee shop at which she worked. She gazed sadly at her two favorite customers. Though she barely knew them, she had come to be aware of their struggles throughout the years. She had never meant to eavesdrop, it was just hard to avoid these things sometimes.

“I have a good feeling about this honey,” said Mr. Greene, gently stroking Mrs. Greene’s hand. “It’s going to work this time.”

Mr. and Mrs. Green had been trying to have a child for years, though fertility treatments had not been productive.

Denise bit her bottom lip. She knew that she wasn’t generally supposed to use magic, except for emergencies, but she didn’t think one small spell could hurt.

Reaching into her apron, Denise discreetly pulled out her wand, and pointed it at the Mrs. Smith from beneath the counter. Just as she whispered a pregnancy spell, Denise was knocked over when her coworker bumped into her.

“Oh! Sorry,” said Tina, grinning awkwardly, as she continued to the expresso machine.

In a panic, Denise got back to her feet and held up both pieces of her broken wand. Denise gripped her stomach, and for some reason it felt hot, tingly, and bloated. Denise then looked at Mrs. Greene, and to her relief, she could see that the spell had hit its mark! Admittedly, it may have been a bit too powerful…

Mr. and Mrs. Green were gawking at Mrs. Green’s stomach, which was now bulging visibly, as though she was four months pregnant.

“What the hell?” said Mrs. Greene, jumping to her feet. In her shock, she had bumped into Claudia, the barista.

“Ohhhhh,” Claudia groaned, dropping her tray of drinks, and gripping her stomach. As she did, Denise could see Claudia’s belly swell out somewhat, and come to be bulging out just like Mrs. Greene’s.

“Mmm,” Denise released a grunt as her own abdomen tingled. To her surprise, she felt it tighten in her shirt. What??

Now a panic was stirring. Tina hurried over to the scene, attempting to clean up the mess of broken glass and spilled beverages. Claudia leaned down to help, causing their hands to brush.

Both women moaned in unison, and Denise shivered as her own belly tingled. She watched as Annie’s flat stomach seemed to pop out, while Claudia’s swelled more.

“W-what on earth?” Claudia stammered.

By then, Denise could hardly focus, she had experienced two warm, overlapping surges of heat in her stomach. She grunted out as her uniform buttons popped, making way for her bloated belly. Oh no!

There was chaos! Annie crashed into a customer, the customer’s belly swelling out to double the size of Annie’s!

Multiples?

A man slipped on the floor and fell, and as he was helped up, he became pregnant as well! He released a shout of alarm as his belly gently pushed forward, stretching his fitted shirt.

Denise looked six months pregnant by then, her belly fully protruding from her uniform. Every time the spell spread, she just seemed to get bigger. She fumbled with her wand as the spell hit to another customer. Denise yelped and her belly button popped out.

More and more people contracted the spell, and soon the café was full of paniced patrons and bulging bellies. Denise hastily grabbed up some tape from a drawer, but couldn’t help sinking to a squat, quietly moaning. Her belly pulsed as it progressively came to look seven, eight, then nine months pregnant! And still, she continued to grow.

By the time she had taped her wand together, Denise was on all fours, her belly pressed hard against the ceramic. She somehow managed to climb up to her feet, looking due with triplets by then, her belly sweaty, flushed, and throbbing. Looking around the room, she could see that almost every customer was pregnant, and all of the employees except for those hiding, quivering, behind the counter. Some people had gotten double, and triple doses of the spell, and looked nearly at term. But no one was nearly as large as Denise was. “Please!” she gasped out. “Stop! No one touch anyone else!”

Her small breasts had swollen considerably, now tender E-cups, bloated round, and straining tightly against the remainder buttons of her uniform.

Breathing heavily, Denise tried not to think about them. Her arm shaking, she managed to lift her wand-

The coffee shop doors banged open, the room flooded with paramedics. “Oh gosh…oh no…” Denise was quickly overcome with new waves of growth.