Jacy woke some time that evening, her mind in a fog from the drugs. Eyes cloudy with sleep, she tried to sit up - she couldn't. Looking down, she discovered why. Her belly was absolutely massive! Her dress had been removed at some point while she slept as it no longer fit over her swollen form. The nurse noticed she was awake and helped her to sit up, offering her a glass of water. Jacy drank it, staring at her belly, trying to clear her mind enough to ask what had happened to it, but it seemed that the fog only thickened. Not even half an hour after waking up, Jacy was fast asleep again. The water had been laced with the same drugs! As she had been doing all day, every half hour the nurse slathered Jacy's belly with the thick cream, massaging it, and around midnight, she disconnected the tube from the pump to allow the air to escape. By six the next morning when the doctor came to check on her, Jacy's belly was almost flat again.
"How did it go?" He asked the nurse, pulling down the covers to examine Jacy.
"Very well. She reached fifty inches before I began deflation."
"Good, very good. See that she's ready in half an hour. We will start with her."
The nurse nodded and the doctor left. The nurse placed an anesthesia mask over Jacy's mouth and nose, gently lifting her head to secure the strap around it, the connected the tube and began the first round. They couldn't have her waking up before the procedure was finished. She would be given a heavier anesthetic just before it began. With a washcloth, bowl of water and a bar of surgical soap, the nurse gently cleaned Jacy's belly, massaging it to help push out as much of the remaining air as she could. At six-thirty, an orderly came to wheel Jacy to the operating room. Doctor Darrens had developed this procedure himself, and while he had several doctors who worked with him, he was the only one who could perform it. It was as minimally invasive as possible, with only a few laparoscopic incisions being made. Using fine tuned equipment, the empty implant was placed between Jacy's ab muscles and skin, a small port sticking up through her belly button to allow the implant to be filled.
The incisions were closed and the filling tube attached to the one in Jacy's belly button. The other end of the tube had a port where a syringe could be inserted. Over the course of about ten minutes, the doctor used this port to inject just under a half gallon of a firm silicon gel in to the implant, going slowly to make sure it was evenly distributed. Jacy's belly began to round out nicely, the skin remaining smooth. Seeing how well her body was taking to it, the doctor continued, stopping when the implant contained just over a gallon of the silicon. Jacy looked about six months pregnant, and it suited her. While he intended to fill the implant further, that would have to wait. Her body would need time to adjust to the size before more could be safely added. The tube would remain attached until her belly had reached the desired size. She was wheeled in to recovery and the next girl was brought in.
In recovery, the nurse applied a special lotion to Jacy's new, round belly every half an hour to keep the skin supple. She was still being given a mild anesthetic to keep her asleep until the tube was removed. Every hour, one of the other doctors would come in to check on her, adding another 32 ounces of silicon to the implant. Little by little, Jacy's belly grew. By 11am, Jacy had two full gallons of silicon inside her and she looked easily nine months pregnant! At noon, finished with the other girls, Doctor Darrens came to check on her. Satisfied with her size for the time being, he removed the filling tube and closed the the port in her belly button. She was carefully dressed in a larger version of the same little white cotton dress and taken back to her room.
Jacy finally woke around six that evening, her mind once again foggy and her belly strangely sore. She rubbed her eyes, trying to get them to focus, and when they did, she saw her belly for the first time. It took a few minutes for her to realize that she didn't feel the usual fullness from the air and yet her belly was big and round, pushing against her dress. She looked at the nurse, confused.
"What happened? How is my belly so big?" She asked.
"You've been given a special implant. That was the trial you signed up for."
Jacy could hard believe what the woman said. Sure, she hadn't read the fine print before signing the papers, but she hadn't been expecting this!
"I...I've what?"
"You have had a special abdominal implant placed inside you. Currently, it holds two gallons of a special firm silicon that Doctor Darrens developed. The port in your belly button will allow for more to be added at a later date."
"More?! But I'm huge!" Jacy's hands began to wander over her belly, feeling her firm new curves. "I mean, I look like I'm about to have a baby!"
"That's the point. A woman's body is made to be full and round with breeding. This way, when you are finally bred, your belly will be even larger than it would have been on it's own, and when you are not pregnant, this will make you look healthy and fertile."
Saturday, April 26, 2014
Thursday, April 24, 2014
Permanent Pregnancy, Chapter Three
Jacy woke on her second day at the clinic not knowing what to expect. Her belly was mostly flat again, though she wasn't nearly as hungry as she usually was in the morning. She had just changed back in to her white dress when a nurse came to take her to the exam room again. The horrid red bag was already hanging there, waiting, and this time it was the nurse who inserted the nozzle. Jacy lay there, staring at the ceiling, trying to think about anything except her rapidly growing belly - she couldn't. When the bag was empty, the nurse pulled up her dress and began to rub a thick cream over Jacy's large belly, taking her time and making sure all of it was rubbed in. Once again, she had to hold it in for ten minutes before she was allowed to go to the bathroom. Jacy fully expected to be given a second enema when she came out of the bathroom, but she was wrong.
Back on the table, the tube once again inserted and inflated, and Jacy noticed the bag was missing. She was slightly confused. This time, the nurse connected the tube to a small pump on a tray next to the exam table. She turned it on, and Jacy knew right away that it was an air pump! The air filled her much more slowly than the water had, her belly growing little by little. It felt different, too, the pressure from the air inside her. Half an hour later, Jacy looked hugely pregnant and felt just as full as she had from her first enema the day before. The tube was removed and she was helped from the table.
"You may go to breakfast now." The nurse said. Jacy stared at her in disbelief.
"Like this? But I'm huge!" She said.
"You won't be the only one. Now, off you go."
Jacy made her way slowly to the dining room, her face flushed red. Still, one hand couldn't help rubbing her swollen belly. The nurse had been right, though - all of the other girls looked much the same as she did, their bellies pressing out against the thin material of their dresses. Breakfast was a thick stack of pancakes with syrup, along with sausage, bacon and eggs. Given how full of air the girls already were, it was an hour and a half before the last one cleared her plate. When she was measured this time, Jacy's belly was a huge 39 inches!
The next couple of days were much the same. Before breakfast each morning, Jacy was filled with water and then air before being sent off to eat what always seemed like an impossibly large meal. All of the meals seemed that way, and whether or not she was still swollen with air, Jacy always felt huge afterwards. By the end of dinner the third day, her belly was 41 inches and on the fourth, it was 43! On the morning of the fifth day, the doctor met Jacy in the exam room like on the first day, instructing her to remove her dress, but not giving her a gown to put on. Then he told her to get on all four on the table. Jacy found herself pink with embarrassment yet again.
The nozzle was inserted as it had been each morning, and inflated. Jacy felt the now familiar sensation of the water starting to fill her, this time pushing her belly downwards. The bag was filled a second time, once empty from the first, just like before. After the first, Jacy's belly was already hanging low under her. After the second, the muscle ache that always seemed to accompany it had returned. Jacy was braced to wait the usually required ten minutes when, to her surprise, the bag was filled for a third time! The water flowed, pressing her belly further and further down. Jacy groaned, wishing she could rub it. It hurt much more than any of the previous ones had. When the third bag was empty, she could feel her belly just barely brushing against the table below her. She didn't know how she would be able to hold it for ten minutes, let alone make it to the bathroom! The doctor left and Jacy watched the clock.
After ten minutes, one of the nurses came in. Jacy was shifting back and forth on the table, groaning in pain. The nurse helped her on to her back, and she could hardly believe how far her belly stuck up. The nurse measured her, something they hadn't done during an enema before. Her belly had reached 45 inches! The nurse rubbed the thick cream over Jacy's sore, swollen belly, then left the room. Jacy had been sure she would be allowed to go to the bathroom, but now she didn't know when she would be able to. After another twenty minutes, the nurse returned and helped Jacy off the table and in to the bathroom before removing the tube. While slightly embarrassed, Jacy was also grateful as there was no way she would have been able to hold it in while walking. An hour and a half later, Jacy was finally empty. Her mostly flat belly, which she saw little of anymore, was starting to look strange to her. She climbed on to the table and the nurse placed the tube back inside her, turning on the air pump. This time, the nurse rubbed more of the thick cream on to Jacy's belly as it grew, massaging it a little, forcing the air to move inside her more than usual. When the pump was turned off and the tube removed, she looked - and almost felt - like she was about to give birth.
After yet another large breakfast, each girl was taken back to their exam room. The nurse told Jacy to lay down and inserted the tube once more. Jacy could hear the little pump whirring away, feel the air moving in to her already very full belly. What she didn't know was that her breakfast that morning had been laced with a sedative and a muscle relaxer! Within half an hour, Jacy was asleep on the exam table, the nurse watching over her as her belly continued to grow. When the pump was finally turned off, she could have easily been mistaken for being near the third trimester with twins. Again, her belly was rubbed with the thick cream, and then she was placed on a gurney and taken back to her room. The nurse sat in the chair by her bed, occasionally turning on the pump to make sure that Jacy's belly stayed big and round. Her skin and muscles needed to be well stretched for what was coming.
Back on the table, the tube once again inserted and inflated, and Jacy noticed the bag was missing. She was slightly confused. This time, the nurse connected the tube to a small pump on a tray next to the exam table. She turned it on, and Jacy knew right away that it was an air pump! The air filled her much more slowly than the water had, her belly growing little by little. It felt different, too, the pressure from the air inside her. Half an hour later, Jacy looked hugely pregnant and felt just as full as she had from her first enema the day before. The tube was removed and she was helped from the table.
"You may go to breakfast now." The nurse said. Jacy stared at her in disbelief.
"Like this? But I'm huge!" She said.
"You won't be the only one. Now, off you go."
Jacy made her way slowly to the dining room, her face flushed red. Still, one hand couldn't help rubbing her swollen belly. The nurse had been right, though - all of the other girls looked much the same as she did, their bellies pressing out against the thin material of their dresses. Breakfast was a thick stack of pancakes with syrup, along with sausage, bacon and eggs. Given how full of air the girls already were, it was an hour and a half before the last one cleared her plate. When she was measured this time, Jacy's belly was a huge 39 inches!
The next couple of days were much the same. Before breakfast each morning, Jacy was filled with water and then air before being sent off to eat what always seemed like an impossibly large meal. All of the meals seemed that way, and whether or not she was still swollen with air, Jacy always felt huge afterwards. By the end of dinner the third day, her belly was 41 inches and on the fourth, it was 43! On the morning of the fifth day, the doctor met Jacy in the exam room like on the first day, instructing her to remove her dress, but not giving her a gown to put on. Then he told her to get on all four on the table. Jacy found herself pink with embarrassment yet again.
The nozzle was inserted as it had been each morning, and inflated. Jacy felt the now familiar sensation of the water starting to fill her, this time pushing her belly downwards. The bag was filled a second time, once empty from the first, just like before. After the first, Jacy's belly was already hanging low under her. After the second, the muscle ache that always seemed to accompany it had returned. Jacy was braced to wait the usually required ten minutes when, to her surprise, the bag was filled for a third time! The water flowed, pressing her belly further and further down. Jacy groaned, wishing she could rub it. It hurt much more than any of the previous ones had. When the third bag was empty, she could feel her belly just barely brushing against the table below her. She didn't know how she would be able to hold it for ten minutes, let alone make it to the bathroom! The doctor left and Jacy watched the clock.
After ten minutes, one of the nurses came in. Jacy was shifting back and forth on the table, groaning in pain. The nurse helped her on to her back, and she could hardly believe how far her belly stuck up. The nurse measured her, something they hadn't done during an enema before. Her belly had reached 45 inches! The nurse rubbed the thick cream over Jacy's sore, swollen belly, then left the room. Jacy had been sure she would be allowed to go to the bathroom, but now she didn't know when she would be able to. After another twenty minutes, the nurse returned and helped Jacy off the table and in to the bathroom before removing the tube. While slightly embarrassed, Jacy was also grateful as there was no way she would have been able to hold it in while walking. An hour and a half later, Jacy was finally empty. Her mostly flat belly, which she saw little of anymore, was starting to look strange to her. She climbed on to the table and the nurse placed the tube back inside her, turning on the air pump. This time, the nurse rubbed more of the thick cream on to Jacy's belly as it grew, massaging it a little, forcing the air to move inside her more than usual. When the pump was turned off and the tube removed, she looked - and almost felt - like she was about to give birth.
After yet another large breakfast, each girl was taken back to their exam room. The nurse told Jacy to lay down and inserted the tube once more. Jacy could hear the little pump whirring away, feel the air moving in to her already very full belly. What she didn't know was that her breakfast that morning had been laced with a sedative and a muscle relaxer! Within half an hour, Jacy was asleep on the exam table, the nurse watching over her as her belly continued to grow. When the pump was finally turned off, she could have easily been mistaken for being near the third trimester with twins. Again, her belly was rubbed with the thick cream, and then she was placed on a gurney and taken back to her room. The nurse sat in the chair by her bed, occasionally turning on the pump to make sure that Jacy's belly stayed big and round. Her skin and muscles needed to be well stretched for what was coming.
Wednesday, April 23, 2014
Permanent Pregnancy, Chapter Two
The cramps had become worse with each passing minute. Even rubbing her belly hadn't helped. Finally, the doctor had come back and removed the tube, warning Jacy not to let out a single drop. He helped her from the table and she waddled as fast as she could for the bathroom. It was a long time before she was finally empty, her muscles aching slightly. She thought surely she was done for the day, but the doctor had her get back on the table and reinserted the tube. The nozzle was inflated even larger this time, as she was still a little stretched from the first. The same red bag hung high on the stand, bulging with water. She cringed when he opened the clamp and the water began to rush in to her. Her belly grew much faster this time and she watched, slightly fascinated. As the first one had cleaned her out rather well, the cramping wasn't nearly as bad this time. Still, when the bag was empty, Jacy felt like she was about to pop.
Then the doctor did something unexpected. He clamped the tube, opened the top of the bag and filled it again with water from a pitcher. The bag closed, he released the clamp again and once more the water poured in to her. Jacy groaned loudly, running her hands over her expanding belly. She had never felt so full in her entire life! When the bag had emptied in to her for the second time, Jacy looked as though she was about to give birth to twins! The pain was nearly unbearable. She could barely hold it in when the doctor removed the tube and helped her from the table. It was an hour before she was empty again.
This time, when she came out of the bathroom, she saw that her clothing had been removed - to her room, he told her - and instead, she was given a knee length white, cotton dress to put on. Finally, the doctor dismissed her to join the other girls for lunch. Each was wearing the same white cotton dress, and each had a sore belly from having been cleaned out in the same manner. They were told to sit around a large table in the small room and their food was placed in front of them - two thick turkey sandwiches and a large bowl of soup each! The head nurse gave them strict instructions to eat everything, informing them that they would not be allowed to leave the room until they had cleared their plates. Though the food was good, after the first sandwich, Jacy and several of the other girls began to slow, struggling through the second and by the time they finished that, the soup did not look appealing. Their bellies were already round and bloated from how much they had eaten. Still, one spoonful at a time, each girl forced herself to finish the soup. They were groaning and rubbing their full bellies when the nurses returned. To their surprise, before they were allowed to go to their rooms, each girl's belly was measured and the number recorded. Jacy's normally slim, 27 inch waist had grown to 32 inches!
In her room, all Jacy could do was lay on the hospital bed, rubbing her belly. Most of the other girls were doing the same, all of them drifting in and out of sleep until seven that night, when the nurses came to get them for dinner. None of them were hungry when the steaming plates of spaghetti were placed in front of them, but they had the same instructions as before. It took Jacy almost an hour to finish her food, and when she was measured again she was at 35 inches! Finally back in her room again, Jacy changed in to the white cotton nightgown that had been left on her bedside table, crawled under the sheets and fell fast asleep.
Then the doctor did something unexpected. He clamped the tube, opened the top of the bag and filled it again with water from a pitcher. The bag closed, he released the clamp again and once more the water poured in to her. Jacy groaned loudly, running her hands over her expanding belly. She had never felt so full in her entire life! When the bag had emptied in to her for the second time, Jacy looked as though she was about to give birth to twins! The pain was nearly unbearable. She could barely hold it in when the doctor removed the tube and helped her from the table. It was an hour before she was empty again.
This time, when she came out of the bathroom, she saw that her clothing had been removed - to her room, he told her - and instead, she was given a knee length white, cotton dress to put on. Finally, the doctor dismissed her to join the other girls for lunch. Each was wearing the same white cotton dress, and each had a sore belly from having been cleaned out in the same manner. They were told to sit around a large table in the small room and their food was placed in front of them - two thick turkey sandwiches and a large bowl of soup each! The head nurse gave them strict instructions to eat everything, informing them that they would not be allowed to leave the room until they had cleared their plates. Though the food was good, after the first sandwich, Jacy and several of the other girls began to slow, struggling through the second and by the time they finished that, the soup did not look appealing. Their bellies were already round and bloated from how much they had eaten. Still, one spoonful at a time, each girl forced herself to finish the soup. They were groaning and rubbing their full bellies when the nurses returned. To their surprise, before they were allowed to go to their rooms, each girl's belly was measured and the number recorded. Jacy's normally slim, 27 inch waist had grown to 32 inches!
In her room, all Jacy could do was lay on the hospital bed, rubbing her belly. Most of the other girls were doing the same, all of them drifting in and out of sleep until seven that night, when the nurses came to get them for dinner. None of them were hungry when the steaming plates of spaghetti were placed in front of them, but they had the same instructions as before. It took Jacy almost an hour to finish her food, and when she was measured again she was at 35 inches! Finally back in her room again, Jacy changed in to the white cotton nightgown that had been left on her bedside table, crawled under the sheets and fell fast asleep.
Tuesday, April 22, 2014
Permanent Pregnancy, Chapter One
Jacy hadn't known what she was really getting in to. All she knew was it was some kind of medical trial, and being a poor college student, she couldn't resist the money offered. She'd be there for a week, and come home with ten grand. She arrived bright and early on the first day, taking a seat in the waiting area. There were five other girls about her age already there, all nervously trying not to look at each other while filling out their paperwork. Shortly, a nurse came and led them one by one to exam rooms where they were told to remove their clothing and put on a hospital gown. She fidgeted while she waited for the doctor. After half an hour, he arrived.
"You must be Jacy. I'm Doctor Darrens, it's nice to meet you." He said, looking up from her chart. All she could do was smile nervously.
The exam was fairly routine - general physical and gyno exam. She began to relax a little, until she felt his finger prodding at her asshole, covered in lubricant. He told her to take a deep breath and pressed his finger deep inside her, wiggling it slightly. When he pulled out, Jacy breathed a sigh of relief. It was too soon, though. He wasn't done with her yet. She felt something else pushing at her hole, sliding in and starting to inflate. He saw the worried look on her face and said,
"This is an inflatable enema nozzle. We have to make sure you're clean."
Jacy had never had anything there. Her mind raced. Once the tube was inflated to his satisfaction, he connected it to the bag and hung it from the stand to the side of the table Jacy was laying on. Her eyes went wide at the sight of it. It looked like her old red hot water bottle, but twice as big, and it was bulging! He released the clamp on the tube about half way and shortly she felt the warm water flowing in to her. It wasn't so bad at first, just strange. With her head being slightly raised, Jacy could see her belly - normally flat and smooth - begin to raise and round. He released the clamp the rest of the way and the water flowed faster. She began to feel full and looked up at the bag. It was only a quarter of the way empty! She looked back down at her belly, which by now looked heavily bloated, like she had just eaten a large meal. The doctor adjusted the stand the bag was hanging from, raising it several inches and again the water flowed faster. Within minutes, Jacy's belly reminded her of when he sister had been four months pregnant, and she was starting to cramp.
She groaned. The doctor ignored her. Her belly continued to grow, the water pressing her flesh outwards. She glanced up again - the bag was only half empty! Several more minutes passed and her belly continued to swell. The cramps were incredibly painful, but no matter how much she groaned, the doctor did nothing but raise the stand again. Jacy felt like she was going to pop! Before she knew it, her belly resembled her sister's just before she had given birth, and there was still a quarter of the bag to go! Jacy could only stare at her belly in disbelief as it continued to grow, the water filling her until she was certain she would pop. When the bag was empty, the doctor clamped the hose and said,
"I'll be back in ten minutes."
"You must be Jacy. I'm Doctor Darrens, it's nice to meet you." He said, looking up from her chart. All she could do was smile nervously.
The exam was fairly routine - general physical and gyno exam. She began to relax a little, until she felt his finger prodding at her asshole, covered in lubricant. He told her to take a deep breath and pressed his finger deep inside her, wiggling it slightly. When he pulled out, Jacy breathed a sigh of relief. It was too soon, though. He wasn't done with her yet. She felt something else pushing at her hole, sliding in and starting to inflate. He saw the worried look on her face and said,
"This is an inflatable enema nozzle. We have to make sure you're clean."
Jacy had never had anything there. Her mind raced. Once the tube was inflated to his satisfaction, he connected it to the bag and hung it from the stand to the side of the table Jacy was laying on. Her eyes went wide at the sight of it. It looked like her old red hot water bottle, but twice as big, and it was bulging! He released the clamp on the tube about half way and shortly she felt the warm water flowing in to her. It wasn't so bad at first, just strange. With her head being slightly raised, Jacy could see her belly - normally flat and smooth - begin to raise and round. He released the clamp the rest of the way and the water flowed faster. She began to feel full and looked up at the bag. It was only a quarter of the way empty! She looked back down at her belly, which by now looked heavily bloated, like she had just eaten a large meal. The doctor adjusted the stand the bag was hanging from, raising it several inches and again the water flowed faster. Within minutes, Jacy's belly reminded her of when he sister had been four months pregnant, and she was starting to cramp.
She groaned. The doctor ignored her. Her belly continued to grow, the water pressing her flesh outwards. She glanced up again - the bag was only half empty! Several more minutes passed and her belly continued to swell. The cramps were incredibly painful, but no matter how much she groaned, the doctor did nothing but raise the stand again. Jacy felt like she was going to pop! Before she knew it, her belly resembled her sister's just before she had given birth, and there was still a quarter of the bag to go! Jacy could only stare at her belly in disbelief as it continued to grow, the water filling her until she was certain she would pop. When the bag was empty, the doctor clamped the hose and said,
"I'll be back in ten minutes."
Monday, April 21, 2014
Belly Morphs!
There are some things you just can't realistically achieve - for that, there's Photoshop!
Sorry about the crappy background blackout on the last two. Photoshop started to glitch on me.
Sorry about the crappy background blackout on the last two. Photoshop started to glitch on me.
Introduction
Hi there, I'm Annie. For as long as I can remember, I have been fascinated by the shape of women's bellies, specifically pregnant women. There is just something about the swollen roundness of it that I love. I began inflating with water when I was a teenager. I wish I could remember where I got the idea. As I got older, I wanted something that didn't have such potential for making a mess, so that I could have my belly for longer periods of time. I began finding ways to make bellies under clothing, even going so far as to craft one from papier mache. They were great for giving the right look, and the various sizes were fantastic, however, I wanted to be able to feel it more. Then, courtesy of the wonder that is YouTube, I discovered air inflation and bloating. Now I find myself on an incredible journey "down the rabbit hole", so to speak. I can't wait to see where it takes me!
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