Chapter 3 - Corina

Gene laid in front of her with blood pooled under him; shot in the side, he had passed out. She didn’t know if he’d make it. He had told her to go on without him. She knew he was right, there was nothing she could do to help him. Corina wanted nothing more than to hide and wait for this bad dream to be over. But I know better. I have to keep going for all of the other slaves they keep here. She continued down the corridor, stepping past bodies of her former captors.
 
Gene had taken out at least six men before they got him. And now I have no idea who is friend or foe. She passed through the open doorway into the holding cells. She found the control room and began hitting the release buttons. Once they were all pressed she headed down to greet the prisoners. A very tall, chubby woman came from another cell.
 
“I’m Corina who-“
“What are you doing?” The taller woman snapped.
“I’m here to rescue you.”
She looked to Corina’s burdened belly. “You idiot, you’re going to get us all killed.”
“No, we’re getting out of here now!”
The tall woman went back to her cell. “No, they’re going to kill us or our families if they see us out here.”
“Listen, they don’t have as much sway as you think!”
“You listen! I don’t want to find out how they will hurt me or someone I love if I try to escape. I’ve accepted that I’m never leaving here.” She sat upon the cot attached to the wall in her enclosure.
 
Corina sighed, turning her view to the shy girl waiting in the doorway of the next cell. “Please, follow me and we can get out of here!” The girl nodded and followed. As they moved to the next area Corina asked the girl’s name.
“I’m Patricia.”
“Good, Patricia, we’ll get out of here.”
“You don’t have to reassure me. I know we’re probably not going to make it, but I am okay with it as long as we’re trying.”
“No, it’s not like that…” Corina decided to heed her words, “Okay, you’re right. We need to be realistic.”
They made their way down more hallways and found a few more dead guards. They turned the corner to see a group of guards and a man in a lab coat. A guard drew his sidearm and fired twice. Corina felt a prick as she turned to run. She saw a dart appear in Patricia’s chest and it took mere moments before they both slumped to the ground and everything faded to black.
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Corina drifted back to reality as the man in the lab coat grabbed her cheeks. “Wake up, sleeping beauty!” She blinked, the man’s face coming into focus. “There you are. Have a good nap, 42?”
“Why didn’t you just kill me?”
“Oh, you’re too valuable to kill!” He rubbed her large belly. “Don’t you know why we chose women to carry water when we could have used heat regulated containers?”
“Because you’re sick bastards?” Corina spoke venomously.
“Well, I suppose that’s partly the reason, but no. It would have been difficult to maintain a set temperature for the entire shipping and receiving process. We chose humans, particularly women, because we had such an abundance. We had so many whores working for us and most wanted so badly to please us that they would manipulate their bodies at our whim. It started with just a small amount and over time, each group wanted to ship more and make more money. Their bellies kept swelling with our synthetic water. Now the women are too much of an investment… We can’t just let them walk away.”
 
“You are a monster!”
 
“Yes, but you are too.” He stepped back and pulled a lever. A sudden surge of water began forcing its way into her. They had inserted a tube into her backside while she had been asleep. They had secured her in a standing position, unable to fight the flow. She heard a scream, seeing Patricia in a similar predicament beside her, her belly growing slowly as the water surged into her.
 
“Stop! The valve broke, it’s going into me!” Corina yelped.
“I know. This is punishment!” He smirked. “I can use her, but you’re too damaged. And remember, I can’t let you walk away.” Her belly sagged to her knees at this point. She knew most of her body could handle a large amount of liquid, but her stomach was never meant for this volume. The pain was immeasurable as the flow continued.
 
 “I think you need a little extra punishment.” The man in charge flipped the switch and the flow halted. Patricia’s belly hung to her ankles. She looked like an enormous grape. Shock struck Corina as she looked down to see her own belly was touching the floor. How am I alive? Some must have been going into pouches after all. She hurt all over.
 
“Looks like you can hold more than we thought.” The man’s cronies undid their straps and helped them to the ground. Patricia rested upon her hands, knees, and belly while Corina was lifted, resting mainly on her gargantuan stomach as well as her hands and feet. Hoses remained in place, leading to their backside. They circled the two girls, undoing their belts and removing their pants. Four guards and their leader in the lab coat.
 
One man stood in front of her, holding his rod as he pulled her head lower. “If you bite me then I’ll hurt you more than you’ll ever imagine.” She believed him. Opening her mouth, she allowed him to thrust his erect member down her throat. She gagged and sputtered as he moved without regard of her discomfort. Another man walked behind her as he licked his fingers. She felt him spreading her lower lips and prodding for a time before he took them out and replaced them with his larger-than-average cock.
 
“Man, it’s so tight!”
Two men were kneeling in front of behind Patricia as well. “This one isn’t anything special. Want to switch?” The man behind her joked as he pounded her.
“Screw you, this one is mine!”
“Remember, you can’t cum in that one.” The supposed doctor chided. “You can cum in 42 as often as you’d like, though.”
“Fine, I call second.” The man behind Patricia smiled.
“No way, I’m about to already!” The man that had been using her mouth said as he slid out and moved behind her. He waited as the other one increased his pace.
“Please don’t! I don’t want to get pregnant!” Corina begged.
“There is no need to worry, 42. You’re not going to last that long!”
Corina sobbed as the man behind her grunted, going faster and deeper; she felt the warm substance filling her. Each pulse caused her discomfort. He slid out and after a few seconds, the second man slid in easily. She could hear wet slapping sounds as he used her. It took only a short while longer before he filled her as well. She felt their seed dripping down her thighs.
 
She saw the men that had been using Patricia walking behind her with hungry eyes. Again, one cock slid out and another one replaced it. This one started cumming as soon as the tip was in. She begged for them to stop, but the final man slid in. He was larger than she had realized. She squeaked as he pressed in to the hilt. She tensed, pulling their mixed seed deeper as he railed her. This man took his time, going as deep as possible before withdrawing for another full thrust. He pumped her for a long time before he unexpectedly began erupting while he was balls deep.
 
“Ow, ow, it hurts!”
He stayed in place, pushing as much as he could as he filled her. He was breathing heavily. “Ah, the perks of this job.”
 
She thought she heard something roll on the metal floor. Suddenly there was a loud pop and her vision went white. She was out of it for a long time, hearing yelling and seeing black blobs as her senses returned. She finally was able to see three men standing over a pile of bodies beside her. Lenny’s familiar face looking concerned, “My god! What do I do?”
 
Corina mumbled, trying to find the words. “Empty us!”
 
One of Lenny’s men attempted to pull the hose out, but he stopped when Patricia shrieked. “It’s inflated too much!”
 
Lenny looked at the controls. “There must be a way to deflate it… Hey, here are the controls to empty you!” He pressed a button. More water surged into Corina. She yelled and Lenny pressed it again and again. The flow increased; both hoses shook with pressure. Corina could feel her belly growing again as water filled the bags inside of her. Corina grew, as her friend was getting smaller.
 
Patricia’s pregnant belly shrank beneath her, her face contorted in a mixture of plain and pleasure.
“She’s emptying into her!” A man said.
“I can’t stop it!” Lenny shouted desperately.
Corina grunted as her belly continued to lift her; she now stood on her tiptoes, her arms no longer came close to touching the ground. Patricia now lay on her stomach, flat upon the floor. She watched Corina with tired eyes. “Sorry.” She said weakly. Lenny looked frustrated as he tried to make sense of the console. His eyes grew as he saw Corina, swollen to inhuman proportions.
 
There was a knock on the door. The men readied themselves until they heard a familiar voice from outside. Imamu entered the room. He gasped, “My lord, I have never seen such a large amount of retention!” She rested upon her stomach; her tiptoes only barely touched the floor as she shakily rested.
“How do I help them, doctor?” Lenny asked weakly.
Imamu made his way around the console. He pressed a button and Corina could feel water surging out of her backside. Her massive belly deflated visibly, they all watched as the immobile girl regained her normal proportions. It didn’t take long before her stomach was fully emptied; she laid upon the floor as well, drained figuratively and literally.
 
“You have been through quite an ordeal, Corina.” Imamu smiled, kneeling to see her eye to eye. “Gene will make it. Lots of blood loss, but no vital injury. Dr. Caldwell is working on him.” He put a hand on her shoulder. “We have taken control of the complex!”
 
Corina tried to tell him how happy she was after hearing the news, but she was far too tired. She passed out on the floor.
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It had been a few months since they had captured the facility. After the doctors had patched up Gene, they repaired the valve in Corina. They asked if she wanted the water holders removed, but she wanted to keep it. After the coup, they had opted to keep the facility open. They all agreed that innocent people needed the water or they would die; the scarce commodity generated large revenues as well.
 
Gene was more ambitious than she had realized; with their new income, he had hired groups to seize the nearby water-farms and put an end to the crime syndicate that had enslaved the girls, most of which decided to continue their work as free women. Corina was in charge of keeping them happy, comfortable, and well paid.

Imamu told her she was pregnant, but she asked him not to mention that to Gene. She knew she'd have to stop soon, but once a week Corina would fill up and accompany one of the other couriers; it helped them feel more comfortable and it also gave some free water to one of their buyers. In truth, however, she enjoyed the full feeling. And she was truly happy knowing that it was by choice. Her life was finally heading in the right direction.