Comm: Popgum Goes For A Dip

Summary: Penelope secures a big stash of chocolate to help a retail warehouse free up some room. Anyone up for fondue? Commissioned by Jack2112.

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Mild-mannered Penelope Bobrovsky had a vibrant energy about her, especially at her day job. She worked at a confectionery, making chocolates, caramel, and other decadent sweets, and her manager loved her... professionally of course, not amorously. Too much of an age gap for a man in his late 40s. The way she effortlessly sweetened up customers, and her attention to detail with delicious new creations, he wondered if she was made for this sort of work.

But nothing prepared him for the news that she just came in with.

"...So if we send someone over to the discount wholesaler with the van, we'll get whole pallets of chocolate!" Penelope beamed. "Sugar too, they got a lot of stuff." She twisted a finger around her ponytail, running her fingers through her blonde hair; they had shiny pink highlights to go with them.

"Th-that's amazing!" The manager exclaimed, his jaw agape. He scratched his head, mussing his greying hairs. "Did they overstock??"

"Yeah, something like that." Penelope nodded. "I did a little sweet-talking with a guy in receiving, and he wants to unload his stuff. You think we can do anything with it?"

"What can we do!?" The manager's eyes lit up. "What can't we do!? We could... make chocolate art! A monument of ganache, a river fondue, a statue of me carved out of marbelly cocoa!!"

The man did a pose like a bodybuilder, which got a big laugh out of Penelope.

"That sounds sooooo fun, sir!" She nodded. "And I bet we could do a really cool charity push!"

"Charity... yeah, yeah, I like that. I'm gonna bring over everything I can get my hands on!" The manager clenched his fist, rushing to the van. "Multiple trips if I have to!"

"Eh? But who'll run the store??" Penelope waved her hand.

"You got this, Penny!" He hollered, firing up the ignition. "Hold the fort!"

Penelope tried to get another word in, but it fell on deaf ears as the van, decorated with decals of luxurious chocolates, pulled out, tires burning rubber, and sped off.

Penelope stood there in her rose-pink uniform. She prodded her fingers together.

"Boy, if he was gonna get so excited, maybe I should've let him have first dibs... I already squirreled away a lot of it..." She pouted.

"...Eh, whatever. Girls gotta eat~" She chuckled, turning to the door. She futzed with the keys and unlocked the front, letting herself in. She was greeted with the sweet aroma of sugary perfection; she paused to drink it in...

"Never gets old..." She swooned. Penelope paced forward, heading to the back to hang up her backpack. She spotted a package of baking chocolate on one of the racks, left unattended.

"...Mm..." Her eyes narrowed. She glanced at her watch. Knowing her luck, if she snuck a bite, the squeaky-voiced teenager doing his volunteer hours would catch her, and narc on her.

Still, she squirreled away the package, slipping into the bathroom, out of the sight of security cameras and nosy adolescents. She chuckled, unpeeling the packaging like a banana. She lifted the skirt of her uniform, revealing her white, lacy undergarments...

...They melted into a pink, sticky goo as a pair of fat lips spread wide, as if opening to be fed. She plunged the chocolate into her bubblegum pussy, feeling sugary sweetness bubble through her body.

"Ohhhh fuck yessss..." She swooned, pushing the considerably-sized brick of chocolate deeper. Her vulva's lips thinned, shifting to clutch the chocolate... a translucent pink tongue slipped from her overstretched pussy to lick at the chocolate, now melting from the white-hot heat of her soppy wet pussy. Streaks of melty chocolate streamed down the inside of her legs, before sinking into her body. The taste and feeling was exquisite, like sex that sensitized her whole form.

She leaned against the wall, her buoyant ass squishing and cushioning her. As her clothes around her waste seemed to ebb away, strands of tacky bubblegum strands stuck to the wall. As the last of the chocolate slipped into her womanhood, she closed her legs, lowering a sticky pink hand to finger her half-naked body...

Tingling! She froze up at the telltale sign of a customer... or a coworker! Either way, she needed to be present!

"Got a little too into it this time..." She grumbled, grunting as she tried to heave her swollen ass away from the bathroom wall; it adhered to it obstinately, but she peeled herself off, gummy strands settling back against her skin. She patted herself down, trying to get her pink, bubble gum skin to return to her uniform and her human, mild-mannered ego.

"No one can know that I'm actually Popgum, superheroine extraordinaire..." She muttered to herself. "We'll have lots of fun after work."

She had something big planned, and it all had to do with that huge supply of confection overstock. She couldn't wait for nightfall...

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When night descended upon the town, Penelope had the perfect spot in mind. There was an abandoned rec complex, with empty pools and jacuzzis left behind by the former owners. The place had been padlocked and barred from the public, but... well, we already overheard Penelope talking about her secret identity, so no more pretenses.

Kaclick. She withdrew her slick pink finger from the keyhole of a heavy-duty padlock, and it popped off without a hitch. Chuckling, she hung it along the fence, pushed it open, and made her way over, hauling a cart with a collection of barrel heaters that she rented from a hardware store. The lights were still on to deter shady drug deals at night, so she figured there was still power; when she plugged a powerbar into an outlet, the barrels revved to life, heating its contents.

Popgum grinned, bouncing excitedly as her pink, translucent form jiggled with her. She hurried back to the cart to have some fun, waiting for the barrels to work their magic. She brought some particular items with her from the store today...

A two-litre bottle of brand-name cola, and some packs of breathmints. She giggled to herself, recalling more innocent school days... though she had a very different application in mind.

She opened the bottle, then prepared a stack of the mints. She stood above the bottle, holding the stack of mints in one hand. She could taste the freshness through the gummy palm of her hand... but she'd have to act quick! For once, she didn't want to eat them right away...

Instead, she jammed the stack into the bottle, then lowered herself onto the large bottle, jamming it into her ass.

"O-OH!~" She exclaimed as a frothy current of fizzy soda shot into her womb, surging up her stomach and up her through, until currents of soda dribbled down her mouth like drool. Her eyes glazed over as her body puffed out, as if holding back an explosion. Her tummy filled up with fizz as she swooned, slumping to her knees as the inserted bottle rode deeper up her ass. She could see it through her pink skin, a dark shade floating inside of her tummy.

"Oh my god... that was better than any dildo..." Her lips quivered, her body drinking of the soda as it trickled and dissipated into her gooey form. Soda was basically her lifeblood in her current form; their absurd sugar content was like nectar to her. She leaned forward on all fours, wiggling her butt and pushed as the empty bottle slid out of her puckered asshole.

"Ah... that was fantastic." She licked her lips. "Time to check on the fondue."

She rose up, sauntering to the heated barrels. She peered inside one of them, and was delighted to find bubbling, melted chocolate. Popgum grinned to herself as she picked one up—an impressive feat of strength, considering it must've weighed several hundred pounds—and began to pour it inside of the empty jacuzzi.

She emptied barrel after barrel, until the jacuzzi was all filled up. She paused to look upon her creation: a sweet-smelling mudbath of baking-quality milk chocolate, all for her!

And for the finishing touch, she cranked up the dial for the jacuzzi's bubbling feature. The water pump chugged for what felt like forever, and Popgum wondered if thick, luxurious chocolate was a cut above what it was designed for...

...Blububulbub... the jacuzzi began to bubble all over! Popgum cheered, not missing a beat as she sproinged into the jacuzzi, her legs coiled like springs as she plopped right in!

The sensation of the tempered chocolate against her slimy skin was nothing like she had ever felt before! Her entire body buzzed with energy as she scooped up some of the silky chocolate in her fingers; with a long, tentacle-like tongue, she slurped the chocolate up, smacking her lips.

The feeling of chocolate bubbles against her expanding, amorphous body was satisfying and exciting. She leaned back, enjoying the sensation of superheated chocolate flowing into her through every hole possible, her body pumping gently to absorb it. It was like tasting with her entire body, and the massive dose of sugary sweetness spiked her senses of pleasure.

She dozed off for a spell, her body hungrily slurping up the chocolate... it was some time later when she woke up to find that she had conked out. She didn't taste any more chocolate...

...Instead, she found it strange that her entire body filled out the jacuzzi now!

"O-oh my goodness-" She gawked, shifting her body suddenly, pink currents of ooze dribbling down the sides. She got up on her feet and marvelled at how the world seemed to shrink around her; as her legs formed a puddle at the base of her feet, she was surprised to find how it filled up the whole tub! And she must've been standing at... gosh, eighteen feet tall!? She was a giantess!!

"O-oh jeez-" She was not being discreet, and immediately stepped out of the jacuzzi and towards the larger empty pool, stalling as she had to coax her liquid form out of the water pump. She settled in, filling the large pool about halfway before she felt her entire form settle.

"I might have to call in sick tomorrow if this doesn't go away..." She murmured to herself. "This hasn't happened before... but if I'm giant, this could really help with my superheroing!"

Popgum was an eternal optimist, and she was eager to apply her new biomass. She tried to think of things that would compliment her monstrous scale...

...A monster truck. Metal. She grinned to herself, working out the details in her head. First she imagined a car... she crawled out of the pool, laying herself flat. She wrapped her arms behind her as she rested on her breasts; they swelled, her cleavage spreading as her tatas shifted to opposite sides of her, before flattening into wheels. Her legs coiled over and over behind her, forming the rear wheels, her pronounced ass sticking out behind her with nowhere to go...

...Dump truck booty... dump truck! Her booty grew in size, edges forming as they formed a big, angular compartment that weight on her breasts. She moaned, her tire nipples rubbing against the concrete.

...This was actually pretty hard without a reference, and she ended up kinda looking like a version of herself with wheels for tits. She spun her wheels, driving around the empty lot and seemed to get a handle on the mechanics of being a living car. And the sensuous sensation of her sensitive areas grinding against the ground was exhilarating!

She got caught up in speeding up that she ended up driving into the pool, then up the "ramp" that separated the deep from the shallow end! Her bouncing body got considerable airtime, and she had to think quick before she hit the wall!

WINGS! BIG WINGS!

From her sides, gooey tendrils lashed out and pumped, fanning out to catch air, giving her enough lip for her dump truck ass to clear the edge of the pool! She slumped along the deck, a serpentine tongue lolling as her subconscious mind filled in the gaps for her. Her body quickly melted back to her default form, but as her wings tented over her, her nose and mouth extended into a muzzle, her hands and feet narrowed to claws, and above her butt, a spiny tail wriggled out, flailing as if looking for a place to go...

...It plunged itself into her exposed pussy that now rode up the back of her quadripedal behind. Her tongue lolled as she tried to straighten herself on all fours, limbs trembling. She was so large... she should've been such a powerful dragon, but she was so fat, and the sex she was giving herself was so good. Even the horns that sprouted from her forehead sagged, like gnarled dildos.

She tried to call on newfound strength to pull herself out of her own muck. Her arms shrunk into her sides until they were a fraction of their former size, fingers melding and curling into three-fingered talons. The majority of the ooze comprising her collected into her lower body, her legs swelling beneath her as she stretched upwards, looming over the complex at a towering height. Her heavy head grew bigger, her jaw creeping forward; she opened her mouth as it extended, gnarled pink fangs the size of kitchen knives lining her gummy gums.

Her chest warbled, vibrating as a guttural sound croaked from her throat. She raised her head and roared ecstatically, causing the earth to shake around her. She had no interest in being discreet anymore; she was a monstrous t-rex, and she wanted everyone to see her! Her dragon's tail swelled further into a limb designed to counteract her terrible weight and stature, slipping out of her sopping wet pussy, currents of pink slime running down her sides, puddling around her massive hind legs.

Her tail, the size of a fridge at its base and as long as a school bus, waved in the air behind her, and for a time, she relished her new size, her thighs rubbing against each other... but then the tail plunged right back into her dino-sized pussy, and she was trapped in her own gigantic body again, paralyzed with arousal.

She rocked, her body sagging and melting into a heap, her muzzle burying into herself as she cummed pink ooze over and over, dribbling into the pool. She was so big... she could feel everything... she was so sensitized...

"Big... so big...!" She cried out ecstatically as the tail pressed deeper into her pussy, melding with her as she passed out from the overstimulation...