Chapter 5 - Sylvia - Inflation, Popping, Object, Transform, Unbirth

It seemed like she’d been searching for a way out for hours, maybe she had. She had heard someone or something calling for her, but she had been too afraid to investigate. I just want to go home! Sylvia didn’t know how she got here, but knew this place was dangerous. One room she had passed through had blood smeared upon the walls and floor - she had nearly slipped in it. There has to be a way out. She opened another door which was adorned with a strange symbol; fearful for what might lurk on the other side, she entered cautiously. Nothing. Relieved, she allowed the stone door to close. She saw shadows being cast from the room at the end of the hallway. She tried to backtrack, but the door was firmly closed with no handle on this side.
 
She had no choice except to press forward. She peered around the corner, staying hidden as she investigated the situation. There were three women, all naked, huddled in the corner. They were panicked, talking quickly. Sylvia tried to adjust herself to hear them. Instead she slipped, making a wet thump as she hit the stone floor. She wasn’t injured, but the women knew she was there.
 
“Don’t move! This room has traps!” A tall, skinny woman with bleached blonde hair yelled.
“Who are you?” The well-proportioned girl with perky breasts and mocha-colored skin asked accusingly.
 
Sylvia stood, mildly aching from the fall. “I’m Sylvia. I just want to get out of here.”
“Don’t we all, dear? I’m Brenda.” The third girl was short and heavy-set with very large breasts. She forced a smile. “Just watch for traps when you walk. Carlee almost fell into a pit.”
The tall woman nodded hurriedly. “It’s right back here and it has spikes at the bottom! We have to get out of here!”
Brenda breathed deeply, “All right, let’s get out of here. Everybody be careful and we’ll move in a line. Leave a little space between the person in front of you. I’ll go first and we can switch every few minutes.” They all agreed, watching her uneasily as she took her first step. When nothing happened they all breathed more easily. “I’ll head over, but you have to meet us in the middle. That door has to be the exit.” She pointed to the far side of the room.
 
Sylvia was terrified, but she agreed. She took a step, then another, and then she noticed something beneath the rubble. She took one side step from her path, moving under a fallen wood pillar. She opened the satchel and found a hard, moldy piece of bread. She was desperately hungry, so she tore the moldy portions off and ate the core, ignoring the other girl’s complaints.
 
Delving further, the pouch held a small spyglass. Sylvia peered into the cylinder to see a blurry shape. She started to adjust the focus, standing up as she turned it. Her foot caught on a fallen stone and she toppled backwards. Sharp pains shot through her as she hit jagged stones. Their protests stopped suddenly. Upon opening her eyes she noticed that the spyglass now had a metal spike jutting from the area where she had looked moments before.  She had barely missed being blinded by the trap – she gasped, relieved but still shaken.
 
“Don’t touch anything else!” Carlee shrieked. Sylvia put the near miss to the back of her mind and stood carefully. Her naked body had a few cuts from the fall, but she was otherwise all right. She stepped over the debris, spying something glinting in the torchlight. A tripwire was inches away from her foot, placed between two rough stones. She made sure to avoid it, creeping closer to the exit. She stopped when she was about halfway, turning to watch as the others began moving.
 
Brenda stepped carefully, planting each foot firmly before moving the next. She leaned to the side and put her weight upon a stone chunk; it moved and she suddenly felt something tug upon her ankle. She heard something beneath her – looking down she caught a glimpse of something shooting between her legs. Something slippery hit her cheeks at just the right angle to slip between them. “Something just went *in* me!” She balanced herself as her belly rumbled. “I can feel it moving inside of me! Help me!” She staggered forward, gripping her stomach. It abruptly stopped.
 
The small, hefty woman relaxed slightly, looking stunned, before pain gripped her. Her belly shot outward from some internal force. Her belly grew in spasms, rounding instantly. She screamed as her belly doubled, tripled, and quadrupled in size within a few seconds. She held her belly, trying in vain to stop the expansion. Large stretch marks covered her belly. “Help me!” She pleaded to the others desperately. She stumbled, falling forward. Her ripe stomach hit a piece of debris as she fell, causing her to pop like a grape. The girls wailed as blood and black slime coating the walls and floor. What was left of her body laid lifeless upon the rubble.
 
Sylvia tried to keep calm, but the grisly scene made her realize what little chance they had. She gave them some time to mourn before speaking, “We have to keep going. I don’t want to die here. We just have to be very careful!”
“She’s right, we can do this.” The other girl was hopeful.
Carlee nodded quickly, wiping the tears from her eyes. She took a large step, planting her foot between two broken stones. She took another long stride, but was unable to steady herself. She stumbled, gasping as she regained her balance. Nothing happened. She sighed in relief as she took a smaller step, nearly to the midway point. Sylvia was about to move forward when Carlee gasped again.
 
A blob of fluorescent green goo fell from the ceiling upon her. It made a slapping sound as it covered her head and her left shoulder, tracing its way down between her modest breasts. It seemed to be spreading out, enveloping her. She sobbed and tried desperately to remove the ooze, but her attempts only seemed to help it spread. It moved to her other hand as she tried to push it off. When it came to her mouth it instantly silenced her, causing her to writhe wordlessly as the green goop contoured to her body. The simplified figure knelt and collapsed, no longer struggling.
 
Her horrified companion made sure to keep clear of the mystery substance where her friend had been. She checked the ceiling, and once she was sure the path was clear she continued. It didn’t take her long to reach Sylvia. “Let’s go.” She said, timidly. Sylvia followed the brave girl, casually watching her perfect behind as she stepped with purpose. She couldn’t take her eyes from the curvaceous girl ahead. She’s everything I’m not, she realized. She turned to look at Sylvia. “I’m Brandi, by the way.”
 
Sylvia smiled sadly. “Thank you. I’m sorry we’re here.”
“It’s not your fault. I just don’t know how we got here.”
“Yeah, last thing I remember I was at home in bed.”
“Me too.” Brandi paused to step over a large chunk of stone. “I hope this is just a dream or something.”
Sylvia agreed, “Did you know them?”
“No, but it still breaks my heart that it happened.”
“Yeah. Let me lead for the rest of the way.”
“You sure?”
There was only a short distance to go. “Yeah, we have to take turns, remember!” There was a click. Sylvia felt a dart hit her shoulder; she yanked it out and tossed it to the floor as quickly as possible. Brandi put her hand over her mouth, unable to speak.
 
Sylvia’s body felt warm. Her fingers and toes tingled as she watched them curl inward involuntarily. Her fingers began to fuse into her hands and then her fists into her arms. She looked to her newfound companion with desperation. “What is happening to me?!”
“I don’t know!” Brandi sobbed, watching helplessly.
 
Sylvia continued to twist and contort, her skin merging in certain spots. Soon her arms had disappeared and her legs shrank, lowering her to the ground. Once her legs had completely retracted she leaned back without control, resting on a stone. She felt her skin tightening and her neck fusing to her shoulders. Completely unable to move she tried to speak, but her lips were no longer able to part. Her eyes were covered by a thin layer of something that allowed her to see, but they were fixed in place as well. She realized she was unable to breathe, but for some reason she didn’t need too.  She watched Brandi weeping as she rested there, motionless.
 
A short span passed before Brandi gathered herself and decided to continue on. She moved forward with extreme caution. With tears in her eyes she reached down and grabbed the transformed Sylvia before continuing. Sylvia was shocked by how small she had become as Brandi’s hand wrapped around her entirely.  Dear god, I am only about a foot tall now! Sylvia enjoyed the warmth in her companion’s grasp.
 
Her mind was filled with despair, but there was some hope as Brandi passed through the door. Maybe she can reverse this. God I hope she can. Her thoughts halted upon seeing a dark eyed, gangly woman with fiery red hair; she looked feral as she lowered slightly, preparing to pounce. Brandi’s grip tightened as she froze, uncertain of the wild, malnourished woman.
 
The woman lunged. Sylvia felt herself be snatched from Brandi’s warm embrace. The woman held her with ice-cold fingers as she watched Brandi run away awkwardly. Sylvia felt some relief as she watched her companion’s backside bounce as she trotted down the unlit hallway. I hope she makes it. Sylvia regained her senses, remembering that she was truly the one in danger. Her captor turned her, raising her higher. The angular woman held her high for a moment before inserting Sylvia into her mouth. It feels wonderful! She couldn’t keep her mind focus as her body was awash with sensations of pleasure and warmth.
 
Cold air startled her back to reality. She passed down: past the bee-sting breasts, past the saggy skin upon her hips, and she came to a halt at the red tuft between the woman’s legs. They parted and she knew where she was going. Darkness. Words cannot describe the sultriness, the sensitivity… the wonder. She could not think of anything besides the amazing tremors gripping her body as she was pressed in and out. The walls around her suddenly tightened and pulled her deeper. She didn’t understand what was happening, but she loved every second of it as she felt herself being pulled farther.
 
The red haired girl rubbed her swollen tummy, as she recovered from her snack. Her loins still wet from the feeding. She let out a low, playful purr as she padded through the darkness, searching for her main course.