Permanent Pregnancy, Part Five

Jacy lay there in her bed, hands wandering absent-mindedly over her swollen belly, wondering what would become of her.  She couldn't face her friends and family like this.  There would be too many questions. She had asked for a copy of the contract she signed and read through it very carefully.  There was no legal recourse for her.  Time passed slowly.  Two days after the operations had been performed, the girls saw each other again.  Each one was nearly as swollen as the next, some slightly more or less.  Jacy had one of the largest bellies of them all.  She had thought that perhaps their meals would be of a more normal size now - she was wrong.  If anything, the portions were larger.  The plates were piled with tall stacks of large, butter and syrup covered pancakes on that first morning, the glass of milk with each at least 24 ounces.  Jacy's stomach ached fiercely when she had finally cleared her plate, her belly even more swollen than before.  Between the implant and the meal, her waist was at 54 inches!  The girls were taken back to their rooms and allowed to rest until around one in the afternoon.  Jacy thought it was a little strange that no one had come to get her for lunch at noon.  When someone finally did come to get her, she wasn't taken to the dining room.  Instead, she was taken to the exam room and told to strip.  Then the nurse gave her a shot, telling her that it was a medication that would prevent nausea and vomiting.  Again, Jacy found herself confused.

Jacy was then taken to a larger exam room, with all the other girls.  They were all naked just like her, most of them staring at and rubbing their bellies.  There was a row of strange looking chairs, each with a metal nozzle sticking up from the seat.  The girls were instructed to sit, making sure that the metal piece was inside their ass.  Then the nurse assigned to each girl bound their charge to the chair with hospital grade restraints at the wrists and ankles, as well as a strap that went under the arms and across the chest just above the breasts.  They were instructed to open their mouths and each girl had the back of their throat sprayed with a numbing agent before having a fairly large tube pushed down their throat and strapped in place.  The tubes were connected to something behind them that they couldn't see and none of them had any idea what was happening.

The air flow began first, slowly filling each girl through the nozzle in the chair.    Then the tubes going in to their mouths began to twitch and a thick, warm substance began filling each girl's stomach.  It was a nutritionally enhanced greul, and mostly what they would be fed from now on.  There was no need to swallow - the gruel flowed almost directly in to their stomachs.  Jacy moaned around the tube, as so many of the others did.  The air was flowing faster now, the pressure of it building inside of her just as her stomach filled with the gruel.  The girls bellies were growing as a visible rate, the air and gruel inside of them pushing out their already round flesh.  In minutes, Jacy's stomach felt as full as it always did at the end of one of the large meals.  At that point, the flow of the gruel slowed to a little more than a tablespoon per minute, very slowly pushing Jacy's stomach past its previous capacity.

Between the air, the gruel and her implant with its two gallons of silicone, Jacy's belly was beginning to push her legs apart.  She had never felt so full in her entire life!  They had been there half an hour when the nurses measured the girls waists - Jacy was at 58 inches!  There was a dull ache in her stomach and intestines, and a growing wetness between her legs.  Each girl received a second shot like the one before and the speed of the gruel increased.  What the girls didn't know was that now the gruel had a numbing agent in it, to prevent their stomachs from hurting.  All Jacy could feel was the warmth of the gruel as it flowed in to her, pressing her swollen belly out further and further.  After fifteen minutes, Jacy couldn't close her legs.  The bottom of her belly was resting on the edge of the chair!  Each girl was measured again at the one hour mark.  Jacy couldn't believe it - she was at 63 inches now!  After the second measurement, both the air and the gruel stopped.  Because of how full the girls were, the feeding tubes couldn't be removed.  All they could do was sit there and wait as their bodies attempted to digest everything they had been fed!  Jacy wanted so badly to rub her belly, but she was still bound to the chair.  Time moved very slowly for the girls.  After what seemed like forever, but was actually just a couple of hours, they felt the tubes in their mouths twitch again and more warm gruel poured in to their stomachs.  This time, it was also laced with a sedative and by the time the gruel stopped half an hour later, the girls were all fast asleep.

It was early morning when they awoke, surprised to find they were still bound to the chairs.  Jacy no longer felt so full, and her belly was much smaller than she remembered.  The girls were looking around, trying to figure out what would happen next, when they felt it - warm water flowing in to them through the nozzles in their chairs!  Jacy flushed with embarrassment.  The water moved quickly, forcing its way deep in to her body in order to clean out anything left from the feeding the day before, and when she had the equivalent of four of the red bags inside of her, it finally stopped.  The nurses didn't need to release the girls from the chairs - the water would simply flow back out through the nozzle.  They did, however, need to administer the shots to the girls again.  It was almost feeding time.