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Ada's fingers kept a tight grasp on the grip of her pistol. If the temperature was one degree hotter, she would have called it oppressive. Instead, Ada towed the line of being comfortable in her cheongsam. The slit up the side of her right leg provided her with enough of a breeze to avoid unnecessary sweating. As her shoes crunched into the dirt, she stopped and paused behind the wall of a house. Like the rest of the village's architecture, it was dirty and dilapidated. But it provided her enough of a cover to peek around and see what the villagers were up to. It seemed they were still going about their daily lives, either oblivious to the horrors that Saddler had planned, or uncaring. However, as Ada looked closer with her small binoculars, she realized something was amiss.
Bellies. The villagers performed normal chores. They tended to the livestock, messed with piles of hay, and boarded up walls. That was nothing out of the ordinary. Yet, every single person that Ada spied carried a rather large gut. At first she didn't think it was anything to note. Of course there might be a pregnant woman or two that still needed to work. But, no, all of them were pregnant. Not just small sizes, either. Each belly she saw was what she'd call overdue. If it weren't for how perfectly spherical the tummies were, she'd have simply thought there was a bit of obesity going on in this village. The telltale bulge of swollen stomachs affected every woman in sight, and yet she didn't see any double cheeks, thick thighs, or love handles. Just a turgid sphere on every female she spied.
After a few more seconds, Ada realized she only saw ladies. There were no men around at all. She questioned things even further after she noticed that. How could all these ladies be knocked up if there weren't any men around? Her mind went to sinister places, but if there was some sort of broodmother plot going on here, surely the people in charge wouldn't have set their women out to work. Maybe it was something other than pregnancy, but as she zoomed in even closer, Ada caught prominent belly buttons that poked through thick fabric. It couldn't be anything else.
"Note to self, keep an eye out for any excessively-large cocks around here," Ada muttered to herself. She strolled through the back of the village as stealthily as she could. She made sure that she peered around the corners every time so she wasn't caught. She gave a few cautious looks through the windows from time to time to double-check. Still no men around. Just more women who carried their fecund masses and waddled around without a care as they did their housework. It didn't seem feasible that they moved around the way they did. Ada knew if her stomach was half that size, she'd be in bed with her feet bare and would refuse to do anything more than cry out for food.
As she made her way around, she paused at one particular window that was open nearby. Just like she'd thought about for a moment, Ada spied a woman in bed. She already considered the bellies of the other villagers to be huge. Yet this woman was even more enormous. She laid in bed, and cradled an enormous pallid gut that seemed to be as big as she was. The fantastically-giant sphere was several feet wide, to the point it was closer to the ceiling than Ada's own head.
"What in the world?" Ada couldn't help but lean forward until her head poked through the open window. The villager was completely naked, which wasn't exactly something Ada cared to see. But the enormity of this stomach on display was too much to ignore. The woman's hands ran up the sides of her curvy stomach, and came nowhere close to the swollen peach-sized belly button that looked up towards the ceiling. Ada's eyes widened as it looked like the woman's belly actually pulsated. It throbbed every few seconds. It looked like itt swelled outward a few inches more as faint red veins appeared on its surface. The woman panted in an exhausted voice as her fingers left her belly and clenched the sheets instead.
"Ahhh! Nngh! Se siente tan bien!" The village woman cried out as her enormous belly went from tan to red. Ada opened her mouth in shock as red lines went down every side of it. She had a cover to keep, but she was tempted to ask if she needed help. She didn't get a chance to, as instead the woman's stomach exploded before she got a word out. The taut mass burst open and before Ada could duck her head a massive cloud of gas spewed forth from it. Ada was blasted in the face and recoiled from the window.
"Hack! Kah, fuck, fuck, what the fuck?" Ada muttered to herself as she patted down her dress. Whatever had burst out of the villager's body, it was blue and smelled strange without being straight-up vile. She leaned against the side of the wall as she coughed continuously. "Stupid, stupid." She placed a hand on the building to steady herself and stood up again. When she rose, she saw a trio of villagers approaching her. Their big bellies looked intimidating now when they'd seemed a novelty moments ago. It was only when she was this close to them that she noticed they all had blonde hair. Ada didn't have much time to think on that, and took her chance to run before they closed in on her.
"That was a close one," Ada whispered to herself. She found one of many abandoned shacks nearby and took a breather. Normally such a brisk run wasn't enough to exhaust her, but something felt wrong with her system. She groaned and placed a hand upon her stomach. Her fingers prodded around it for a few seconds before Ada sighed.
"Well, shit." Ada looked down. Where once she had a trim, impeccable waist, she now carried a small belly. She knew something fishy was up with the way that the villager's gut had been filled with something unusual. She just hadn't expected it to work so quickly. Her stomach was already swollen and firm to the touch. Ada's fingers probed around its circumference. As her delicate fingers caressed the tender mound, she swore it grew a bit bigger as she examined it. With how quickly it formed on her in the first place, she knew it was fast-working. Still, to feel it grow in her hands unnerved her. She placed both palms flat against her belly and waited for a few more moments and indeed felt it puff out further.
"Crap!" She shook her head. This whole mess was distracting her. It worked quickly, but she surely had a reasonable amount of time before she wound up like that blown-up bitch in the cabin. Ada gave one last cursory rub of her stomach before she moved on, a shudder in her spine as she walked through the door out into the overcast landscape.
As Ada expected, the growth of her belly continued. As time dragged on, Ada worried about the ever-growing mass in her stomach. If there was any upside to the situation, it was that the gaseous, spore-like compound that presumably filled her belly weighed very little. It made sense now why the other ladies in the village were more or less unencumbered by their own bellies. Ada placed a hand on the underside of her gut as she groaned. It shouldn't have felt so pleasant. Yet it was. Her breath hitched a little every time her hands grew greedy and went down to caress her big belly.
There was someone very important in Ada's life that was here as well. She knew their paths would cross eventually, but wasn't looking forward to it. She definitely didn't want him to see her when she was looking so bloated. Ada looked as if she'd swallowed a basketball. Her dress stretched out around the rotund orb, and as her thumb brushed against the walnut-sized navel, an aroused breath left her mouth. Her belly had grown out enough that the slit in her dress showed off the side of its curves. She caught a glimpse of herself in a pane of shattered glass and paused.
"How long has that been going on?" In her reflection Ada saw traces of blonde had leached into her dark black locks. Already some of them reached her bangs while the rest of her hair was halfway to being fully blonde. She looked at the other features of her face and found one of her eyes was hazel instead of the dark gray she knew them to be. She thought that was it until her fingers brushed against the side of her head. "Are my… ears bigger?" Ada couldn't be sure, but they certainly looked more prominent. "Better not get too big, I'll start looking like-" Ada's voice was cut off as a dart sank into the back of her neck. As she swung around to try and attack the person who fired it at her, her belly bumped against a nearby post. She tumbled down onto her ass with a thud. Her eyes closed as the drug that seeped into her bloodstream took effect and she was knocked out.
When Ada woke up again, she expected things to have worsened in her unconscious state. So the sight of her stomach being even more massive didn't surprise her. What did shock her was the sight of her own breasts looking like they belonged on a porn star. She pushed herself into a seated position and watched her bosom wobble like each boob was made out of pudding. Ada tore her eyes away from her rack for a moment to observe her surroundings. It seemed she'd been brought to a stone slab as some sort of sacrifice? But there was nobody else around. She could only assume she woke up before they managed to do the deed, thankfully.
Ada jumped up to her feet, and had to spin her arms in circles in order to right herself. While the enormous swell of her gut still weighed only a modest amount more than normal, her breasts were positively heavy. She cupped them in her hands and felt their weight. The sheer size of her stomach bumped up into the bottom of her chest, so they were pushed to the sides by the natural slope of her gut. Even now as Ada's fingers squeezed the underside of her chest, her lower arms bumped into her oversized belly. If she truly were pregnant she would have felt a year past due. If she pulled her hands away from her boobs for just a few seconds, she would have just barely been able to reach her belly button without squeezing the sides of her midsection.
Unbeknownst to Ada, her changes weren't limited to her belly and boobs. Her hair had completed its makeshift dye job, her dark black locks shifted into a dark blonde. Even the way her hair hung on her head had changed, now with a straight set of bangs. Both of her eyes were a light hazel, nearly golden in hue. Just like she suspected, her ears had also gotten larger, twice as big as before and pushed out so they stuck out more obviously from her head. But the trained agent was too focused on her chest to notice any of that. A blush came to her face as she fondled her chest. The heavy, jiggly mounds wobbled in her grasp. Each bounce made her tremble.
"Nngh~" she moaned. She let one hand leave her chest and go down to her stomach. The slit in her cheongsam was pulled apart so far that she could easily grab a handful of her stomach without pushing any fabric away. The smooth curve of her belly was a bit chilly to the touch, but it warmed the more she rubbed it. Her hand went in semi circles around the tender skin, with her fingers occasionally sneaking under the front of her dress. "Hahhh…" Her eyes glazed over as her hand reached her belly button, and the sensitive node of her belly button got a squeeze.
"O-Oooh fuck!" Ada pulled her head back and moaned as a rich climax tore through her. In her lustful daze, Ada didn't know if her underwear had been removed during her capture, or if she'd simply gone without them that day. Either way she was grateful to be bottomless, as it meant her moisture dripped harmlessly on the ground. She gulped and took several deep breaths before her vision returned to normal. "Okay, that's… out of my system," she grumbled, hands going back to her breasts despite her insistence that it was time to get going. "Out of my system!" She yanked her hands away and retrieved her weapons. She'd been brought into Saddler's castle compound, which meant her target of interest was probably here as well.
Ada made her way through the well-aged castle interior. Her footfalls were now heavier with the weight of her heaving bosom that slapped against her stomach with each step. Stealth wasn't exactly her forte. She might have picked something less obvious and seductive if she were truly trying to stay unseen. It would be harder for her to remain hidden now. With her enormous belly covered mostly by her red cheongsam, she looked like she was trying to smuggle a gigantic tomato.
The spores that had taken root in Ada's body continued to expand. She shivered and needed to take multiple pauses in her traveling to lean against a wall for support. Her hands kept creeping up towards her chest or down towards her belly. There had to be something mental in this that was affecting her. There had to be, she insisted. She wouldn't lose control of herself like this, unless it dug into her brain. Ada's stomach encroached out further, with the low curve of her belly reaching halfway down her thighs and her belly button looking to be the size of her fist. She bit her lip and pressed her stomach against a wall, then couldn't stop herself from pushing harder. Her belly was too taut to flatten out, but she was able to put enough pressure on her gut to stimulate her belly button. She worked it back and forth along the stone wall until another tremble of pleasure went through her body. The agent huffed and wiped some sweat off of her forehead, then paused when she heard footsteps approaching.
Ada pulled out her gun and pressed her backside against the corner of the nearby staircase. She heard two different sets of feet. One wearing something hard, tactical, the other wearing what sounded more like leather boots. Their steps were slow and staggered. Maybe they were carrying something up with them?
"Nnngh, come on, just a little further," came a feminine voice that Ada didn't recognize. But it was a more focused voice than any of the other idiotic grunts she'd dealt with so far.
"But Leooon, it's been forever since you rubbed my belly." Ada tilted her head and turned towards the steps. That voice sounded exactly the same. Just whinier.
"It's been twenty minutes. You can wait until we're on an evac out of here." The voice was different than she remembered. But between the name and the tone of voice, she put two and two together.
"Leon, it's not like you to leave a lady wanting," she said wryly, only now just realizing that her own voice was exactly the same as the two before her. She stepped out in front of the entrance to the stairs, with one arm on top of her belly and the other cradling its bottom. "What? Surprised to see me?"
"Not you, specifically," the person she was 99% certain was Leon replied. "But you weren't as stealthy as you might have thought. I saw your gut sticking more than a foot past the doorway." Ada looked down at her stomach and then back to her hiding spot.
"Ah…. like you're one to talk, though?" Ada looked at Leon and saw a mirror image of her own changes. Gone were Leon's rugged good looks, replaced with the peachy skin and blonde hair that she also carried. His shirt was strained with a set of bouncing melons, and just below that mouthwatering rack was a gigantic belly only a few inches smaller than her own. Leon's clothes clearly weren't as growth-ready as her own outfit was, with his gut heavily exposed. She couldn't help but chuckle as she saw the fly of his pants had burst apart, and barely held together thanks to his belt.
"I can't even begin to imagine what you're doing here," Leon said. "But we've got her to thank for this." He pulled his ward further ahead with an arm wrapped around her side. Ada tapped her foot impatiently, waiting for more of an explanation.
"I'm fairly certain the president's daughter hasn't been known to do this type of thing, making people look like clones of her. Although I would have also put down money that Ashley Graham didn't have an enormous fat stomach, and I'd have lost on that bet."
"Well, excuse you. But I think I carry it very well." Ashley pushed her way up beside Leon, and allowed her swollen mass of a stomach to press into his side. He grumbled and blushed as the shorter blonde placed a hand affectionately on her belly. "I look ridiculously hot like this. But whatever these jerks did to me when they knocked me out, it's been nothing troublesome to deal with," she argued. A leather belt was wrapped so tightly around Ashley's stomach that the skin turned red where it pressed into the flesh. It could have only been there if Ashley took the time to re-attach it, and she'd only do that if she enjoyed the pressure it caused.
"It went from minor hassle to massive problem as soon as she convinced me that giving her a stomach rub would get her moving," Leon muttered. He scratched the side of his head and looked down at himself. "Before I knew it, I had… all of this," he muttered.
"I said I was sorry for burping! Geez!" Ashley replied. "My tummy hurt."
"Well whatever you breathed out was clearly contagious. I'd be concerned about spreading it further, but, obviously Ada got exposed as well."
"Interesting," Ada said. She leaned to the side as Ashley wobbled her stomach to and fro, repeatedly knocking it into Leon's turgid gut. "Though mine was in less accommodating circumstances." She drummed her fingers along the exposed part of her belly and shook her head. "Can't believe it took me this long to realize what was happening. You saw the entire village looked like this, I take it?" Leon nodded. "Saddler must have been working on a way to send a decoy Ashley back to America. One that could play the part and release a biohazard into the White House when the time was right."
"Their plan was to turn the President into a… big-bellied copy of his daughter?" Leon asked.
"Well. That's phase 1," Ada clarified, as she held out one finger. "Phase 2 is…" She curled up her fingers together and spread them quickly out. "Boom." Leon chewed on his lip and looked down at their guts.
"How much time do we have?"
"Hard to say. The one I saw was maybe twice my size. But who knows how long it took her to get to that point. Could be days. Could be hours."
"What about Ashley?"
"Well she's the conundrum. Ashley, how long have you looked like you're carrying decuplets?"
"What? I don't know, maybe a week. Two weeks? I wasn't exactly spoiled for choice on food, I was just eating whatever they gave me. I didn't even think anything was weird until Leon started to look way hotter." Leon rubbed his forehead as Ada smirked. She couldn't ignore the way that one of Ashley's hands was on Leon's belly, rubbing around its smooth surface and trying to get his belt off. Ada's own hand threatened to dip lower as well.
"Ashley. Miss Graham." Ada cleared her throat. "Since you were brought here have you noticed anything else unusual about your body? Any increased… sexual urges? Perverse thoughts? Wandering hands?" Ashley looked up for a moment as one of her hands squeezed Leon's breast, which made him moan. Ada's own train of thought was derailed for a moment as she wondered how deep Leon's changes went. With such a heavy gut in the way she couldn't tell.
"Mm, nope. Nothing unusual there," Ashley replied as she rubbed her belly insistently against Leon's. So, she was always a bimbo then, Ada thought.
"Well, that explains why I've been so worked up," Ada muttered to herself. If the intent was to copy as much of Ashley as possible, then they must have copied over her perverted tastes as well. There was no way Ada would have ever enjoyed this situation without mental interference. She was certain of it.
"What was that?" Leon asked. Ada shook her head.
"Nothing. Look, there's a radio tower nearby. If you get there you should be able to contact your evac. Provided they recognize you, Ashleon."
"Not the time for jokes, Ada," Leon said, finally able to wrench himself away from Ashley's hands for a moment. "What about you, what are you going to do?"
"I have something to take care of." Ada stepped forward until her belly pressed against Leon's. An erotic exhale left her lips, and without thinking about it she stepped forward again. "Mmngh. Maybe two things to take care of," she added as her hands clutched Leon's. "It would be a shame to miss this opportunity, don't you think?" she asked as her eyelashes fluttered. Leon's back was against the wall as Ada pressed their guts together as much as she could. Their firmness prevented her from going boob-to-boob like she desperately wanted.
"A-Ada. Not…" Leon huffed and moaned in surprise as he felt Ada's knee press up beneath his gut. Ada smirked. Even she couldn't tell whether the lack of anything pressed against her knee truly turned her on or if her lust-filled brain simply didn't care. "I have… to take care of Ashley." Ada rolled her eyes and gave one last push with her gut.
"I figured as much. Always the hero, Leon. I'll come find you when I'm ready to get out of here. We'll talk later." Ada smiled and turned to walk away. She consciously gave her hips a wide sway as she sashayed towards the doorway. Only to have her progress halted with a thud. Ada forced herself to take another step forward only to realize she'd wedged her belly into the door frame.
"Ah…" Ada grimaced and placed her hands on the side of the door. Her belly was pinched in on both sides. She grunted and tried to push her way through, only to barely get any further. The blonde placed one foot on the wall and attempted to push away, but that failed as well. She blushed, and turned back to Leon. "These old castle doors. They built them a little smaller than they do nowadays. Think I can get some help?"
"Ooh! I said a hand, not four!" Leon and Ashley had both stepped up to help. The two stood on either side of Ada and pressed in on her gut. The pressure was unbelievable. Ada groaned as she felt her stomach gurgle with a buildup of pressure. Concern built as well as she wondered if this was the best way to go about things. As the other two bloated blondes pushed even harder, a massive belch left her lips. Her eyes widened as she covered up her mouth in shock. With another grunt of effort, Ada was pushed through.
"Oof… thanks for the assist," she said as she rubbed the sides of her belly. Her cheongsam had not survived the struggle, and was torn on the opposite side, so now both of her hands could easily touch bare skin. "Better hurry up. Won't be much longer before you're as gravid as I am," she said, a tinge of arousal mixed in with the concern in her voice. She walked away as best as she could, any sense of mystique ruined after getting her fat body stuck in place.
Ada's work in retrieving important data became increasingly harder the bigger she became. Her estimate on how long she had until she popped seemed overly generous with every passing moment. Every time she took a second to catch her breath, she was larger. Ada clutched her stomach as she found a spot to sit. She was worried at this point that if she sat down on the floor she wouldn't be able to get up. Ada's gut pushed her thighs as far apart as they could go when she sat. The enormity of her spore-filled belly had turned a seductive swaying walk into an overencumbered waddle. Her thighs constantly rubbed against it and made even short walks agonizing with how turned on she became.
"Nngh, how am I going to get rid of you?" she questioned. It felt like she had swallowed a yoga ball. The front of her dress only covered a scant amount of it anymore. She was honestly tempted to just rip it off. It was a question of whether she wanted the coverage or if she wanted to stop feeling the wonderful silky sensation of the outfit rubbing up against her belly button all the time. Ada took several deep breaths to try and compose herself, and finally stood back up. She was fairly certain this lab had what she needed.
It took a few minutes of fumbling around. Her gut was an obstacle in more ways than one now. Thankfully she didn't need to be quiet. All the attention was away from this spot, so when she knocked over multiple glass jars just by accidentally bumping into them, nobody came to check on the noise. Eventually she found what she was after. Ada grumbled as she looked at two different samples.
"It's one of you, but which one?" The lab had clearly been left in a hurry, probably to defend against Leon's assault from the other side. Only one test subject had been left behind. Her own body was not as far along in the transformation as Ada's was. The belly Ada saw was only beach ball sized, and she was still restrained, unconscious on the bed. Ada walked up and took hold of the saline drip stuck in her arm.
"Well let's see if it's the green one," Ada said, adding a few drops to the solution. She watched it get pulled to the woman's arm and Ada waited for a reaction. After a few seconds, the subject's body grew still, and she watched the stomach recede. "Green it is." Ada was about to step away when she heard a rumble from the test subject's stomach. It rapidly inflated before her eyes, like an air hose had been placed right up the test subject's butt. Her eyes fluttered open as a moan escaped the restrained woman's lips, her hands scrambling to try and massage her gut as it grew red and inflamed.
Veins formed on the woman's belly, rising from her torso all the way up to her belly button. It pulsated and throbbed with nefarious intent. The rate it swelled reminded Ada of a video she'd seen of a marshmallow placed in a vacuum, where it rushed to fill the space as soon as the air was sucked out. It was even bigger than Ada's belly in no time at all, and the woman's toes curled in anticipation. Ada backed up a few steps, and reached for the orange-colored serum instead. She went to insert it into the saline stream, but before she could, the woman's stomach hit its breaking point. Ada was knocked backwards by the force of the stomach popping apart. Ada cursed as a swarm of spores filled the enclosed space, and then filled her lungs as well.
"Shit. Shit shit shit," she coughed as she tried to push herself back onto both feet. The longer she stayed in the cloud of blue the worse she felt the heat in her stomach climb. She pushed herself away with her hands, and had to scoot across the floor just to get a safe distance away. With the aid of some sturdy shelves nearby, Ada was able to get back on her feet. But the damage was clearly done. Her belly already felt steamy, like a hot tub had formed inside of her. She had to fight the urge to rub herself as her gut grew several inches wider, until it eclipsed her knees from view.
Ada looked at the orange vial secured in her hand. She was now more certain that it was the correct solution that they needed, but was less sure without a non-consenting test subject to use it on. She blew out a strained breath and made her way out of the lab before she got too big to fit through the much wider doors. She could think and waddle at the same time. With a warm, swelling belly that weighed on her mind even more than it weighed on her body.
"Okay, just need to get to Leon," she reasoned. The best case scenario was she took the formula and it solved all of her problems. In the worst case, pop, and if that happened she didn't want to go out without saying a few choice words to Leon. Even if she wound up not having the actual cure, the data she had secured on a USB drive may help develop one for Ashley and Leon before it was too late. She secured both valuable items in the only safe spot she had and marched her way towards the docks, where hopefully all three of them would get out of this hellhole.
Despite the fact that Ada's belly was filled with a gaseous substance, it truly impeded her progress in ways that serious injuries hadn't before. Every step she took caused her thighs to press against the underside of a ridiculously-sensitive belly. Her legs constantly prodded it, which made it bounce up and collide with her heaving tits. Her boobs had become much bigger, until they were larger than her head. Each shake of her body made them jostle around like they wanted to spill out and meet the cool air. Ada's breaths were haggard and difficult, more from arousal than any exhaustion.
She heard gunfire as she neared her destination. Time was already of the essence, but she picked up the pace as best as she could. Her gigantic orb of a gut slapped into her shins. If Leon didn't kill Saddler before she got there, Ada would make sure he suffered for turning her into this overly-fetishistic copy of Ashley. Her cheongsam ripped further from her movements, until it was barely held on by strings on either side. The front of it hid less than a third of her stomach at this point, with her erotic belly button the only important thing it hid. Ada's arousal dripped down her legs as she climbed up a set of steps, achingly able to feel the next stair up hit her belly each time.
Time had been better to Leon and Ashley than it had to Ada. Both of them were still much more mobile than her, though their bellies covered up nearly all of their thighs. Ashley tried her best to hide behind debris while Leon took care of Saddler, but Leon was clearly distracted worrying about her. Ada looked around for something they could use against him. The writhing mass of evil gave Leon a run for his money and Leon clearly was struggling. Ada waddled her way around, out of sight as best as she could, and searched until she found something helpful. As she lugged around a massive rocket launcher behind her back, Ada saw a mass of Saddler's tentacles had separated from his main body. They crept up behind him, with a sharp, needle-like appendage aimed right at his behind.
"Leon!" Ada dropped the rocket launcher and ran at him. He turned towards her in shock. With as much force as she could muster, Ada swung her belly at him. Their guts collided and he was knocked out of the way. Ada smiled right before she felt the needle pierce her stomach and quickly retract. She felt an all-too-familiar warmth, and within seconds she felt her belly inch out again, covering up her shins and racing for her ankles. "G-Guh!" Ada whimpered and stumbled in place. Leon quickly fired off several shots that caused the runoff Saddler to retreat back to the main body.
"Ada!" Leon rushed back over to help Ada as the woman fell on her backside. She groaned and huffed as her belly encroached further out. The tail was only in her for a moment, but it felt like it was still there, pumping her with more spores with each passing second. She ripped the front of her dress off to look at her swollen mound of a gut. The flesh turned slightly pink as it stretched further out. Sweat ran down her face as her toes curled in her shoes. Against everything she wanted to admit, it felt blissful. It took all she had to point to the weapon on the ground.
"U-Use it," she said. Leon nodded and ran to retrieve it. Ada couldn't even turn to watch as the weapon fired behind her. Her palms hit the ground, and she was forced to lean back to properly accommodate her belly. In the heat of her arousal, Ada struggled to remember the vials she'd stashed away. She fished around in her cleavage as the tiny bit of her cheongsam that remained tore off, which freed her boobs and made it easier for her to grab them. With a vial in each hand, she popped off the cork to the orange one and took a quick swig. She had to leave enough for the others, after all. That was of course, presuming it worked.
"Ada, how'd you get-" Leon knelt down next to her, wincing as his own stomach pressed between hers and his knee. Ashley scurried out of her hiding spot and approached the duo of lookalikes.
"Don't talk," Ada muttered, huffing as her belly throbbed. It pushed her legs as far apart as they could go. Her feet were a distant memory now. Her breasts were twice the size of her head. Ada even swore her ears had gotten another inch wider in the process. She'd been dosed more times than she could count. The antidote might not have been enough to help her. "Just, listen. Take this. Get Ashley out of here. Be a hero," she smirked. "Oooh~ Fuck…" She grabbed Leon's hand. "It… feels good, at least, so there's that." She handed him the orange vial. "This should fix it, you're not as far along as me. This one is the virus. Maybe you can get it reverse-engineered or…" She looked around in shock. The green vial was not in her hand anymore.
"Yuck, they could have made these taste better," Ashley muttered as she wiped a bit of green liquid off of her face. "So how long does this take to kick in? Do I get to keep the boobs? I wouldn't mind the, whoa… whoa!" Ashley's eyes widened as she leaned against a nearby girder. Her belt snapped off with enough force that Leon was knocked down when it struck his head. "Ugh… I feel weird." Ashley burped and clutched her stomach as it swelled out at a rapid pace. The emptied vial fell to the ground as she stumbled around uneasily. Every step she let out another burp, as if her body wanted to displace the pressure. But it wasn't enough.
"Ooogh, Leoooon," Ashley whined. "Get your hot ass over here and give me a, urrrrp, a belly ruuub!"" She yelped as her tummy inflated so fast that it hit the ground while she was still standing. Ashley's hands raced to the side of her gut as the throbbing, swollen mass grew wider and taller, until she could barely see over it. As her mind was overwhelmed, the ditzy blonde humped her own massive belly, too horny to think about the dire state she was in. Leon was still stunned, and with his own gut in the way, would have a tough time getting up.
"Oh, shit," Ada grunted and tried to shimmy herself to the side, even as her own belly turned as red as her dress. Ashley moaned as her belly grew higher than her head. All Ada could see was a massive, crimson stomach. Dozens of veins formed on its surface. The bimbo's belly button was bigger than her own head. Ada spared her one last glance as Ashley's stomach reached its limit.
"Leon! Heeeeel-" Ada winced as the blonde exploded into a massive, gaseous bubble. It coalesced all around her. Leon, as well. Thinking quickly, Ada sucked the rest of the antidote into her mouth. She let herself fall on her back and turned as best as she could. Leon's mouth was just within reach. She grabbed his head and pulled him into a kiss. Ada held their kiss with the liquid flowing from her mouth into Leon's. She couldn't deny it felt nice, whether it was practical or not. The antidote flowed into his body and she was grateful to see no growth in his figure, even as the spores still spread around them. She refused to let go until they had been swept away by the wind.
"Mmnn, nghh!" Ada pulled back and took several, deep, needed breaths. Leon stirred and finally came to. He looked around with a hand on his head.
"What happened, where's Ashley?" Ada bit down on her lip. She tried to point to her discarded clothes, but Leon couldn't see her hand thanks to how enormous Ada's gut was. It wasn't as large as Ashley's had been before she popped, but Ada was not getting up with her own power now.
"Sorry, Leon. Wasn't anything I could do about it."
"Damn it," Leon slumped to the ground. "How can I go home without her? I failed in my mission, Ada. This is a complete failure, and you got caught up in this mess, too." Ada stared up at the night sky. So much had happened in a single day. She could scarcely believe it. "I was supposed to bring Ashley back. Now I just look like her." Ada drummed her fingers on the top of her belly, which was still beet red from how much it had grown.
"Leon, I might have an idea. I'm not thrilled about it, but it might just get you off the hook…"
A month passed after Leon was picked up and returned to America. The antidote had stopped him from getting larger and he no longer had any concern about popping. Unfortunately, it hadn't done anything to return his body to normal. With his figure permanently changed into a bloated-belly Ashley-lookalike, he had been placed on easier duty. With new tailored clothes that allowed his enormous gut to be clad in a dark black shirt, he entered Ashley's bedroom.
"Ah, so… how are you doing today, Miss Graham?" The woman Leon looked at was positively enormous. Her belly dragged on the ground before her, and was stretched out so far that her arms would have needed to be three times longer to reach it. Atop her stomach sat a set of breasts that were bigger than basketballs. She had put on a tight white set of pants with a sparkly belt, and a skimpy white top over her tits with a knot in the middle. Attached to her belly button was a gaudy belly ring that dangled off and had a glittery fake gem attached to it.
"I'm… excited as one can be for college. Yeppers." Ada couldn't help but chuckle and placed a hand on her stomach. "I mean. How could I complain? I'm going to a prestigious university where I'll pass every class no matter what. I can eat whatever I want because I'm rich enough to do it and don't need to worry about my waistline. Plus, I've got personal security to escort me every day."
"You hate it."
"Dear God I hate it," Ada admitted. "Most of it. Being able to eat cheeseburgers for lunch every day isn't the worst thing. I'm surprised nobody's caught on yet." She shuffled in place, which swung one of her hips to the side. She didn't have to be concerned much about how much weight her belly gained, but her ass had already put on several pounds from the gluttony. "Every time I don't know how to properly act like her, I just think "What's the dumbest thing I could do?", and it's been right every time."
"I… really appreciate this, A… Ashley," Leon said. "I know this isn't easy."
"You know what could make it easier?" Ada asked with a raised eyebrow. She pointed to her belly and Leon sighed. "A nice belly rub."
"Ad, er, Ashley, we have to get you going, we-"
"Leoooooooooon!" Ada whined, pouting like a petulant child and rubbing her belly into his. "You're not going to leave a hot blonde wanting, are you? Come oooon, just a little bitty belly rub?" Leon blushed and turned his head to the side. After a moment's consideration, he pushed the extra-wide door closed with his foot and his hands were on Ada's stomach. Ada practically purred as their bellies collided. "You know, I think I've gotten used to being pleasured on the daily by someone who looks exactly like me," she teased. "Me, Ashley Graham, president's daughter~"
"President's daughter with an oversized, wobbly gut that she needs massaged every hour or she gets whiny about it," Leon joked back.
"Like I said, having to play this part is dull, agonizing, and a waste of my talents," Ada said, slipping out a moan as their navels kissed. "But it's not all bad."