Chapter 2 - #42

The truck’s breaks squeaked as it backed into position. The bald, plump man waited, grinning like a hungry hyena. “What’s your number, dear?”
She took off her shirt, revealing her number tattooed on her breast. “42.” She could barely notice the alteration Gene had made. She removed her shorts and accepted the roomy undergarments that would soon fit her larger assets. Gene went to get his transfer slip signed at the office. She walked to the rail and waited expectantly for her fill. The man waddled back and readied the transfer hose.
 
He doesn’t recognize me! It had been a couple of months since she’d seen this man. They just see us by numbers, Gene was right - or maybe it’s my new hair color. Her hair was now a coppery color and it had grown out more, which distracted from her forgettable face. She had also been learning to carry herself in a more confident manner. She knew to stay in line, though; she wasn’t looking to cause a scene.
 
He brought the hose behind her and inserted it; he was not gentle as he searched for the valve opening in her ass. She breathed heavily and tried to relax as he botched the insertion multiple times. Eventually he found the mark and pulled the lever. The hose quaked as it filled her; her breasts swelled and her belly distended as the man watched with a bulge in his pants. She rolled her eyes as he licked his lips. She tried to ignore the creepy man as she became taught with water. He stopped the pump once she had accepted the normal shipment volume. Her breasts were armfuls and her belly drooped just below her knees.
 
She waited as he removed the hose and moved behind her. “Shhh. Don’t say a fucking thing.”
“Wait, I…”
“Don’t!” He slapped her ass. She could hear his belt come undone. He licked his hand and used it to moisten her lower lips. He slipped himself in and moaned awkwardly. He lasted for about twenty seconds of pumping before he slid out and unloaded onto her posterior. “Ugh.” He wiped her off and slid her large elastic garments up to cover her. “See I didn’t cum in you.” He rubbed her thigh as he called for Gene. She was so tense; that the leg rub almost let her forget about what had led up to it.
 
Gene returned to help her off of the platform; without acknowledging her, he helped her into the truck bed. She put her head back and watched the clouds as they drove away. After an hour or so they came to a stop at an old, dusty barn. He jumped out to open the doors before pulling the truck in. He backed up to a small plastic water tank that sat on a trailer.
 
Gene turned the truck off and came around to greet her. “Sorry, was I rough?”
“No, you were fine. Just get this over with.”
“Are you sure you’re okay with this?” He couldn’t figure out what was bothering her.
“Yeah, it’s just… That guy… He did me.”
Gene’s confusion quickly turned to disgust. “I’ll kill him.”
“No, no, I’ll be fine. Once this is over he will get what’s coming to him eventually.”
“God. Are you sure?”
“Yes!” She snapped.
“Okay, sorry. Let’s do this then.”
 
Gene brought a small hose over and connected it to the tank and then he came to her. She was lying on her side, facing him. He lubricated the hose and slid her stretched panties down; he pressed the nozzle into her and pushed past the valve, deep into her ass. “Before I do this, do you know what this stuff is?”
“No, I don’t care; I’m just here to do my part.”
“Corina, you need to understand what this does!” He wiped a droplet of water from her elastic bottoms. “The water you transport is synthetic, it needs to be body temperature at all times or it goes bad.” He waited for her nod to continue. “And the stuff I’m about to put into you will react with this liquid.”
“It doesn’t matter, just fill me and we can finish this!”
He sighed deeply as he opened the plastic tank behind him; he used a finger to dab the slimy stuff she was about to be filled with. He touched it to his other finger, which held the synthetic water. It quickly doubled in size and turned into a thicker gel. “My point is: you need to be very careful that these two don’t interact inside of you!”
 
She was much more nervous now. “Won’t it start doing that as soon as it goes in?”
“It only reacts with the synthetic water. The rest of your body is safe.”
She nodded, “I… I will do it. I trust you.”
He smiled weakly. “Okay, this will work, I promise.”
He began pumping the ooze into her. It moved through the tube slowly, pressing farther each time he depressed the plunger on the hand-pump. She didn’t like the sensation one bit. I feel disgusting. I can feel it moving up my intestines. It was a long, slow process that caused increasing pain and pressure. Her insides strained against the water filled bags in her belly and breasts. She struggled to accept more, but finally asked him to stop.
 
“It’s okay; I think we have enough.”
 
She was enormous and she felt much heavier than she had before. She strained to keep the gel from leaking out as he removed the hose. After a moment it became easier; he helped her toward the truck. She struggled to walk in this state. Her belly and breasts hung low, swaying heavily with each step. It required immense effort to get her into the truck bed. Sweating heavily and feeling drained, she rested as they drove.
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They passed through the checkpoint before pulling in front of her tank. Gene came around and opened the tailgate. “Where’s Lenny today?”
“He is sick. I’m subbing for him. The boss wants to see you in the office while I empty this one.”
 
Gene agreed, giving Corina a glance before heading to the main office. The man instructed her to lean forward onto the railing as he spread her cheeks and inserted the cold nozzle. He prodded and poked before he found the valve inside of her. She tried to relax and ignore all the things that could go wrong with this plan.
She was roused from her thoughts when she felt him yank the nozzle free. She felt a snap; something broke in her bowels, followed by the strange sensation of flowing water. Oh my god! It’s mixing! It is thickening! “What did you do?!”
 
“We know what you’re trying to do, you goddamn slave. Lenny and Gene are getting their punishment as we speak.”
 
Corina was floored. She leaned upon the metal handrail, unable to turn. She felt the water slowly mixing with the goop. She could feel the gel expanding inside of her. She watched as her belly sagged heavily, resting upon the ground. It grew more and more, spreading outward upon the elevated stone slab.
 
“Hah, you’re not going anywhere. You’re fucked.” The man turned, leaving her to her fate. She heard his footsteps fade as her belly continued to expand around the hot handrail, dangling over the cracked dirt below. Her oversized stomach pressed farther through the metal railing and rested fully upon the ground. Her belly finally ceased its expansion, however now her breasts swelled and sagged around her ungainly stomach. She was stretched larger than she had ever seen a person grow before. She felt pressure building before the hose jerked free, spraying her legs with a stream of cool water.
 
Feeling ill and achy as the sun beat down, she wondered how her body was able to retain such a large volume of liquid. Her expansion had stopped completely and she could do nothing but lean unsteadily and hope that a miracle would happen. It seemed like an hour had passed when she heard footsteps approaching quickly behind her. God I hope they are here to finally end my suffering.
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“My god, you’re huge! What happened?” Corina’s body was inflated to immense proportions. She was engorged - her skin tight and firm. Her belly looked like a massive water balloon with two somewhat smaller water-laden breasts sagging over the top. Her water-weight pressed through the metal railing and flowed to the ground below. He walked beside her, shocked by the scene.
“Gene, is that you?”
“Yeah, are you… okay?”
“No! He broke the valve! I’m ruined! It all mixed, just like you warned me!” She hesitated, “Can you get my clothes off?”
He noticed the elastic bra had slid up, pressing against her chest uncomfortably. He slid it off before searching for her bottoms. They were difficult to remove from beneath gigantic belly. She lifted her legs, one at a time, for him to slide them free. She sighed with some slight relief.
 
He rubbed her shoulder comfortingly. “It’s okay, you’ll be fine.”
“What happened to you? He told me they knew and you were getting punished!”
He held up a rifle. “They figured out that I was planning to sabotage their tanks. But, I was able to shoot the guy who was going to execute me.”
Corina felt dizzy. “You killed someone?”
Gene was somber. “It’s not the first time. But, once we get out of here we can just disappear.”
“They’ll find us no matter where we go! I can’t move, anyway!”
He thought about their predicament. “I have a plan, wait here.”
She nodded nervously, holding back tears. “It’s not like I can move.” She forced a laugh.
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Corina hated waiting, but she had to learned to accept it. She heard a few distant pops, and after some more time dragged by, she heard people approaching.
“I can’t believe this is possible! How are you, miss?”
“Uh, fine, I guess.”
“Can you help her?”
“I can, yes. She has the coagulant in her, yes?” He had a thick accent she couldn’t place.
“Yes, she had been retaining some as well as a full load of synthetic water.”
“Amazing. I shall work with her, you must go and get the others.”
“Corina, you’re in good hands. This is Imamu, he’s with us. We had to resort to plan-B, so I’ll be back soon.”
“Be careful, Gene!”
“I will.” He paused, about to say something, but he shook his head and left.
 
“I’m Corina.” She spoke nervously, unable to turn and greet the man directly.
“I can empty you, Corina.” She could feel his hands upon her cheeks, spreading her for inspection. She felt something cold press into her before releasing more liquid. She cried out, but knew that it needed to be done. “I administered a thinning agent which will break down the gel in your body. For this to have its full effect you must retain the liquid for at least five minutes. You understand, yes?”
“Yes.” She could already feel it turning inside of her, becoming harder to hold.
“I only have three doses on hand, so we must allow it to break down as much as possible with each dose.”
 
Five minutes seemed like an eternity; each moment it was harder and harder to hold. Her belly gurgled as she gritted her teeth, hoping time would move faster. “Okay, five minutes is over. You-“ She could wait no longer; relaxing, she allowed the eruption of water and goo from her bowels. Imamu stepped back, into her view. Very tall and skinny, the mocha-skinned man frowned; a sheen of sweat covered his nose.  It took time and effort to press the immense amount of liquid from her and she still had a great deal to go.
 
She stood, finally able to move again. Her belly was barely above the ground now, but she could support the weight… barely. Imamu  walked behind her again, pressing another dose into her. “You must wait twice as long for this. Give it time to work. The last one will get the smaller bits out.” He stood to her side again, waiting.
 
“Tell me about Gene.” She attempted to distract herself from the discomfort.
“He is a very wise man. Very caring for the girl’s plight. I told him that it was bad for the girls, but we have no way to help you or anyone else. He would not accept that.” He spoke slower than she was used to, pronouncing each syllable. “He had planned to be subtle, tainting their water supply so they would not realize until it was too late. However, that plan failed somehow. He is now trying a more direct approach.”
“Were those gunshots I heard earlier?”
“Yes. We had been planning an uprising for a long while. Gunshots are not so strange here. Sometimes we have to end our courier’s careers if they cause trouble. As you see, however, we don’t care for this policy.” More gunshots were heard in a nearby building. “That may draw their attention. I must prepare so they don’t surprise us.” He pulled out a black pistol from his belt as he scanned the area. “Cover your ears.” He brought the gun up and fired four shots. Two shots came at them. He fired twice more before lowering his pistol. “Got him!”
 
He gasped. “This is bad.” He worriedly looked to her. “They hit the anticoagulant.” She turned to see a now empty bucket with a enema syringe sitting in it. There was a small hole near the bottom. He pointed, “It is okay. There is more in the main facility, but it will be dangerous.”
 
Corina regained her senses. “How many people are here?”
“Thirty seven, not including couriers. Well, thirty six now, yes.”
“Okay, how many of those are on our side?”
“Eight including me.”
It seemed like suicide, but she had no choice at this point.
“I know the layout better than the guards; we will need to be quiet… Oh, you may empty now. I will keep watch.”
She relaxed again, allowing herself to empty. “We have to stop this. No one should be forced to endure this sort of torture.” She felt weak and sore as she pressed the thick liquid out. Once she finished she turned to look at the main facility. It was a large warehouse surrounded by many water silos. She looked down and noticed she still looked large and pregnant, but she could move freely now. “Come on. Tell them you stopped me from escaping.” He nodded as he followed her through the sun-baked dirt.