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The shower curtains slid to the side, letting even more steam leak into the rest of the bathroom as Brian stepped out of the shower and onto the bathmat. He grabbed his towel from the towel rack and began drying himself off, starting from his neck and working his way down to his legs before giving his wet hair a quick rough and tussle to stop it from dripping everywhere. “Ah~ I really needed that!” It had been a busy week at work for Brian but with it being Friday he was able to put that all behind him and could just enjoy his weekend to unwind. Once dry he stepped off of the bathmat and stopped in front of the bathroom counter. Through the fogged up mirror he could see the reflection of his nude body and his elated mood instantly was shattered. He closed his eyes and let out a long, deep sigh. “Why do I even try?”
Brian never much enjoyed his body, not since he had gotten into middle school that is. And due to that fact he didn’t exactly take care of himself, often overeating as a measure to calm his stress and worries. By the time he had graduated high school and started college he was just a few pounds shy of weighing 300 pounds and found himself hating how he looked. That was half a decade ago. Now he had a decent paying office job, had started dieting, and even had an exercise routine to counteract the fact he sat at a desk all day at work. And it wasn’t the fact that despite all of this that he was still a bit chubby, it was along his forearms, down the side of his torso, and lining nearly his entire stomach he had stretch marks from back when he was very overweight.
His look of disdain was replaced with a furrow of his brow and a sense of determination! In fact, he had bought it a few weeks ago and just hadn’t used it yet, but he was going to take action right here, right now! He opened his medicine cabinet and pulled out a bottle of stretch mark removal cream. He squeezed a generous dollop of the cold cream onto his hand and began to rub it into his insecure parts. The lotion nipped his skin, the cold cream sapping the heat from his warm body as he massaged it into his skin. “There we go. Now how often do I have to apply this?” Brian flipped the lotion bottle around in his hand and began skimming through the various labels scattered about the back. “Let’s see. Wash hands after use… avoid touching eyes, mouth, and nose while applying… Ah-hah! For expecting mothers apply once daily. For mothers past the first trimester apply twice daily? Did I-?” He flipped the bottle back around and noticed the label did indeed state this was for counteracting stretch marks from pregnancy. “Oh! Well it’s surely the same thing as their normal stuff and I already opened it up so…” Brian shrugged and placed the bottle back into the medicine cabinet before going about the rest of his night, forgetting all about it.
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Well into the darkest hours of the night Brian laid splayed out on his back atop his bed, sleeping as soundly as ever. Drool dribbled out of the corner of his open lips as his chest slowly rose and fell. The peaceful silence was interrupted by a deep gurgling noise which emanated from Brian’s body. Brian’s pajama shirt slowly rode up his torso as his stomach ballooned in size, but not with soft, jiggling fat. Instead the skin on his tummy was pulled taut, causing his belly button to pop out as his lower part of his torso slowly but surely rose into the air. “Hhmmm…!” Brian grumbled in his sleep as more changes washed over his body. His reddish brown hair cascaded down his neck and bunched up just below his shoulders, despite his growing belly his overall frame grew shorter and slimmer, and the hair on his body thinned out becoming hardly noticeable.
By now the bottom of his shirt had been rolled up to his chest as his belly grew both upwards and away from the top of his body. Hidden by his shorts and boxers his average dick began to atrophy, both his shaft and balls shrivelled up before disappearing into a new slit on his groin. “Nngah…” Brian groaned as his clothes became tighter and tighter around his body. For his lower half his hips, thighs, and ass had begun expanding in size causing his boxers to disappear between his ever more cavernous ass crack and the legs of his shorts to squeeze his now plump and juicy thighs. Meanwhile his top half had seen some serious swelling happening to his chest as breast buds formed and rapidly filled with firm flesh as he blew through cup sizes. “Nahh…!” His clothes squeezed his body, straining against the growth spurts they were trying to contain but- RIP The soft fabric gave out, tearing in two as it let his new womanly curves grow rampant.
Eventually his growths slowed down before coming to a complete halt. His hips and ass sat squished beneath him, as wide and plush as a brand new memory foam pillow. His breasts, swollen, veiny, and dribbling milk onto his bedsheets splayed outward from his chest, each the size of prize winning watermelons. Dwarfing the rest of his absurd womanly figure, jutting upwards tall and proud was his swollen belly. Taut and red like a bruised peach and about the size of a large boulder, his stomach jostled and bounced with the unknown amount of children it now held.
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YAWN Brian stretched his arms as he stirred from his slumber. Despite the warmth from the sunlight peaking through his blinds he noted that he felt surprisingly cold. But that wasn’t all he noted, he felt an immense weight resting atop his chest and stomach and just generally felt bloated. Once he managed to open his eyes he peered down at the rest of his body and came face to face with two mounds of flesh resting atop his chest. And behind them, covering his abdomen, was a large wall of stretched skin blotting out what little sunlight was leaking into the room. “What the!?” Brian tried to jolt upright but the added weight on his torso kept him held firmly down onto his damp mattress. He had to lift his upper body upright with his arms, which strained and wobbled against the sheer weight. “Gah! So… heavy…!” But despite that he managed to sit upright.
The two sacks of fat strapped to his chest plopped down onto his belly, sending a quick squirt of milk free from his engorged and sore nipples and onto the ground. He brought his hands forward and began to rub his belly. It was bloated and heavy but unlike when he was fat it wasn’t soft at all! Instead it felt like his fresh womb was full of- “Oh!” Brian recoiled his hands as he suddenly cried out in surprise. Something from inside of him had suddenly, and with a good bit of force, pressed into his hand. “Ah!~” Another one! This time closer to the far end side of his belly, far beyond what he could reach. “Am I…? Oh!~” And another one! Each kick jostled his tummy and caused his swollen teats to squirt another stream of milk out as he gasped and moaned in shock. “I’m pregnant? I’m a- a woman now?”
Brian brought his hands back down to his swollen belly and began softly rubbing it. God knows how many children he had packed in there but they had felt their momma wake up and had become rambunctious from inside her womb. Brian should’ve been perplexed, mad, or horrified but he didn’t feel any of that. He felt oddly content as he felt his little rascals kick against his hands, and he knew it was probably the flood of hormones making him feel this way but… he didn’t hate it.