Permanent Pregnancy, Part Seven

Back in her room, Jacy waited anxiously to see what would happen next.  She had been there maybe half an hour when the nurse came in, wheeling the device that had been used to feed her previously.  Jacy obediently opened her mouth so the nurse could numb her throat and reinsert the tube.  It was almost a comforting feeling.  It was strapped on tight and instantly the formula began filling her.  This time, the formula was a little different - lower in protein, higher in calories.  The calorie content in both the formula and the gruel had been doubled, and the time of each feeding extended to two hours.  The medication to prevent nausea and vomiting was now being given through her I.V.  Jacy could do nothing but lay there, bound to her bed, as her stomach was pumped full of the high calorie substances and her belly grew.  The formula and gruel felt almost hot inside of her and she could feel it sloshing around every time she adjusted her position on the bed.  She had been scared the first time the tube had been put down her throat, now she found she was beginning to enjoy it.  Jacy even began to doze off and on through her feedings.

With each feeding, the capacity of the girls stomachs increased, allowing for the size of the feedings to increase.  After two days, more silicone was added to her implant, bringing it to a total of 3.5 gallons.  Her breasts were beginning to grow with her weight gain, now at a full C cup from the B cups she came in with.  Every so often, a nurse would come in and slather Jacy from the neck down with the familiar thick cream to keep her skin supple.  A week passed with Jacy bound to her bed with the feeding tube down her throat before it was once again removed so she could be weighed.  She was at 160 lbs, the goal weight Doctor Darrens had initially set for her.  However, looking Jacy over, he decided to increase that goal to 180 lbs.

Jacy was taken to an exam room and strapped to a special table.  The feeding tube was replaced and the inflatable nozzle from the early days placed in her ass.  She was also given a catheter.  This time, it wasn't the formula or the gruel.  It was a special liquid, similar to a sports drink, with 400 calories per eight ounces.  It only took three minutes for that much to flow in to her from each end.  In fifteen minutes, she had 32oz in her stomach and 32oz in her intestines.  It continued for an hour, giving her a full two gallons (12,800 calories!) of the liquid before the gruel started.  Every three hours, this repeated.  This time, it also continued through the night, Jacy being given a sedative to sleep.  By the time she woke the next day, her breasts had swollen to a full DD cup.  The same routine again, until she awoke on the third day in that exam room.  Jacy was weighed again - she had met and surpassed the goal significantly, weighing in at 210lbs!  Doctor Darrens was ecstatic!  It was finally time for the next phase - breeding!

Back in her bed, Jacy was given a fresh I.V. with enough calories to maintain her new weight and every hour a nurse came in to inject the fertility medication that would make sure her breeding went smoothly and quickly.  In hours, her system was flooded with hormones and Jacy was hornier than she had ever been in her life.  Being unable to rub her hugely swollen belly was torture!  Around noon, a nurse reinserted the feeding tube and Jacy was given two gallons of the gruel over the next two hours.  By the end of the day, her breasts had swollen yet another cup size - to a DDD - and were aching fiercely.  The injections continued through the night as she slept.  The next day, after her breakfast of a gallon of the formula, a nurse wheeled in a small tray with several syringes.  She rubbed a topical numbing cream over Jacy's new, large breasts and nipples, then picked up the first syringe, inserting it directly in to Jacy's left nipple.  The medication burned and shortly both of her nipples felt like they were on fire.  Then the nurse moved on to the breasts themselves, inserting a needle in to each mammary gland one by one and injecting the contents.

"This is so you will begin producing milk faster."  The nurse explained in a cold, detached voice as she worked.  "It's also to increase your nipple size for milking."

Jacy knew she should have been worried, would have been just a couple of weeks ago, but she wasn't.  Within minutes, Jacy could actually see her nipples swelling and turning a deep rose pink.  In under an hour, they were twice the size of a mini marshmallow and at least a quarter of an inch longer.  Her breasts throbbed painfully.  That evening, just after her two gallon dinner, the nurse returned again and repeated the procedure.  It hurt much worse this time.  Jacy tried to scream, but the tube in her throat largely prevented her from doing so.  Almost instantly, both her breasts and nipples began to swell again, right before her eyes.  Over the next half hour or so, her breasts grew to a G cup and her nipples doubled in girth and length.  Jacy could hardly believe her eyes.  The pain was so bad that once more the nurse had to sedate her so that Jacy could actually sleep.  The next day would begin the next adventure.