This story is aimed around expansion; belly and breast to be exact. If you feel either offended or nauseous by reading about expansion, I would suggest closing this window or hit the back button.
Annika gazed at the monitor. Her eyes jumped positions, scanning the text printed on the display. It was one of those late nights, a journey on the internet. She didn't mind spending her precious weekend on the computer instead of going out. All the art she has found so far doesn't tickle her inflation senses. Annika absolutely loves the feeling of growth and unknowing of the following turn. A scarce highway leading into depths of ecstasy and enjoyment. The highlight of her night was a relatively simple plugin of altering a female model in 3D, programmed for easy morphing for people like her. Annika spent several moments with the program, but became bored quickly.
“Well, I’ll continue toying around with it. Probably after school.” She stretched her arms, gradually preparing the beginning of her night’s sleep. Annika took a final look at the transformed model. The model had unrealistically large breasts. Each breast easily as big as her head, floating without physics in the 3D program. Accompanying the breasts, her belly held a deep curve outwards. Annika saved her progress and turned off the computer. She called it a night with school on the next day.
Annika ran her hand up and down her round stomach. She was curious on how her belly looks like as her huge breasts blocked most of the view. They leaned off her belly, giving her breasts a pushed-up look without a bra. Annika wore a thick green sweater, further increasing her new curves. People, especially guys were wondering what would be under those sweaters. Probably heavy, juicy breasts begging to be felt. Annika scanned the room; she was in a local restaurant having breakfast with friends from school. Several guys from other tables returned their attention to the food as she looked around, hoping they wouldn’t get caught peeking at her. However, she still noticed. Annika chuckled, she liked the attention. Annika returned to her breakfast shortly after.
“Honey! It’s time to go to school! Get up!” The voice came from outside Annika’s room, from downstairs. She opened her eyes, slowly grasping the situation. Annika looked at her alarm on the nightstand.
“Only 10 minutes left, shit!” She quickly got up and took the clothing from yesterday. While running down the stairs, she thought to have a great dream, but lacked the time and awareness to remember it.
The unknown dream occupied her thoughts on the way to school; she has to know what she dreamed about. Annika arrived pissed in school. She was a profound lucid dreamer, someone who practices controlling dreams by first realizing they’re in one. They write down their dreams every day to train their dream recall and spot reoccurring signals. Signals that can be used to trigger a reality check. To forget one of her dreams is a big disgrace for her, especially if all she knows it was a great dream. Annika gave up hope temporarily as she walked in the classroom. She sat down with a big sigh.
The teacher entered the room. Annika didn't notice him until he raised his voice.
“So, class; how has your weekend been?” She looked at him; he was wearing a green sweater. It seemed so familiar in her mind, as if she has seen it recently before.
Then it hit her, she remembered her dream. The sweater was the key to the hidden memories. It all rushed through her head in a brief moment. Annika immediately brought out her dream journal out of her bag and started writing it down, regardless of what went on in the classroom. It wasn't long before she realized the link of the 3D plugin and her dream.
“Either it was pure coincidence, or it actually influences my body in the dream.” Annika continued theory-crafting on school. “Whatever it is, there’s only one way to find out which one is true…”
She smashed the next-channel button, but it failed to function. Annika brought it closer for inspection. “Why doesn't this work? I replaced the battery yesterday!” She switched her focus below her; Annika was greeted by a very round sphere forcing her legs apart, her belly. It extended well over seven inches, her bellybutton nearing her kneecaps on a horizontal level. Annika felt the surface; it initially felt soft but the contents inside barely gave in. She estimated she was carrying three babies, still unsure in which month. Her hands touched her massive belly, rubbing the smooth and soft skin. Annika wanted to continue; feel the pressure inside, feel how impaired her movement was while carrying such a heavy stomach, but she halted momentarily. Annika looked around her, trying to be aware of every detail in the current room.
She had been training for this. One of the occurring dream-signals for Annika is pregnancy. Whenever she sees someone pregnant, may it be on the streets or indoors, she scans the room and does a reality check. By repeating this check for many weeks, she hopes to overcome her dream logic and become lucid that way.
“My remote wasn't working either… I-Is this a dream?” As soon as her brain processes these words, the room lights up. Colors, feelings, senses all become more intense. Annika realized this is a dream. She instantly stabilizes the dream by rubbing her hands, a technique used by many lucid dreamers.
“N-no way, the 3D plugin really influences my body in dreams…”
Annika felt her enormous midsection again; she was still pregnant with triplets. She wanted to look at her body in a mirror. She prepared herself, moving her arms to push herself upwards on queue. She managed to stand up, but nearly losing balance in the other direction. Once stable, she felt the side of her stomach.
“Good god, I never knew babies were so heavy.” Annika arched her back to compensate for the extra weight on front. She moved down the hallway into the narrow bathroom. Annika still couldn't believe her eyes. Her massive stomach dwarfed her slim body. The belly took a huge part in the room. She turned around to view from anew angle, but the narrow room and the sink wouldn't let Annika move without great effort. Once finally set, she noticed her white t-shirt covering a measly part of her gigantic belly. Her breasts didn't undergo any major changes, as she didn't modify the breasts in the 3D plugin. She took off her top, her skin only slightly shifting around the baby belly. Her breasts were still meager, a small B cup. Which is still an improvement over her standard A. The areola and her nipples had a slight change of color, nearing an orange tint instead of her normal pink.
“So I’m actually pregnant… Really pregnant, but my breasts are small as ever. Maybe I can…” She closed her eyes, concentrating deeply on something. “Hopefully I have some control over this...” Control over a dream is something Annika lacks; in the past she has tried dozens of times to get control of a lucid dream. To be able to spawn objects, start flying and talk to your sub-consciousness, all such things, but she failed many times trying.
Annika opened her eyes, still the same size as she was before she closed them. She lowered her face to drink from the sink. It costs great effort to do so, her belly’s weight pulling her down. Plus the girth of it made balancing a tough job. Annika turned on the valve and started drinking from the tap. As she is chugging down the water, her breasts slowly increase in size. They sway side to side as each chug of water takes place in her breasts.
Minutes passed when she turned off the valve. Annika made her way back up standing. “P-phew, now that’s better!”
They were enormous. The size now is nowhere near to what they were before. They sat on top of her massive belly, easily reaching the M cup. Annika felt one of them, it felt heavy and full. There was clearly water inside as her breast sloshed about when she moved. Her nipples were now quarter of an inch thick. Water was slowly leaking out of them as there was too much pressure resting on them. Annika felt some enjoyment as the water made its way down her massive belly. “T-this is amazing…” She started stimulating her breasts, more water sprayed out of them. This felt too good for Annika; she had to take advantage of this.
She leaned against the wall, continuing moving her breasts around. Annika flawlessly spawned a hose directly above her and brought it to her mouth. She moved the other hand to her belly, feeling it as the babies inside started to kick. Yet again her breasts began to grow; it didn't take long before returning to their original size. Along with that though, her belly made its way forward, growing in every direction. Her legs gradually spread to accompany the incoming girth. Her size was out of this world. Quadruplets, quintuplets, sextuplets full-term. That was the only way to comprehend the colossal size of Annika's stomach. She dropped down to the floor, her belly sloshed around when she landed.
Annika felt very exhausted of all the ecstasy rushing through her body, she took a moment to recover. Her view was mainly blocked by her vast breasts and her belly. The floor around her was covered in a few millimeters of water.
“Well, I made quite the mess, didn't I…?” Annika said to herself.
“I think I’m done for now, I can’t move in this state even if I tried.” She closed her eyes for only a few moments, but it sufficed in awaking her up.
Annika got up of her bed, made sure she wasn't dreaming now. “T-that was one hell of a lucid dream…”