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Morphed
🕑 Added 2021-02-26 12:30:16 +0000 UTCNote: This is a story-prompt for Ani.
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Sid sat at the desk in his dorm room, using his phone to procrastinate in lieu of working on his History essay due in two days time.
He flipped through his photos, scrutinizing pictures of himself, frowning at his plainness.
Sometimes he envisioned his form to be a bit more...dramatic. Fortunately, there was a photo-editing app he had been meaning to try out. It was called PhotoLyfe. Sid chose a full-body photo one of his friends had taken of him at the beach two weeks earlier. He was grinning behind a pair of sunglasses, dressed in swim trunks and a loose tank top. Sid opened the image in the PhotoLyfe app and paused to consider his options. The editing tools all seemed simple and self-explanatory.
Sid paused to look around and make sure he was alone in his room, his face reddening in embarrassment. It was rare that he indulged in one of his weirder fantasies but now seemed as good a time as any.
Sid's first action was to morph the photo, changing the dimensions of his abdomen so that it became round and inflated-looking.
"Ohhh," Sid grunted as his actual stomach lurched.
But he stayed focused on the task at hand.
He morphed the photo yet more, so that the tank top appeared to be stretched over his form. Suddenly, in the photo, he looked as though it was somehow pregnant with multiples.
"God," Sid breathed, feeling himself getting hard. He didn't stop. He added a pair of large round cantaloupe-sized jugs to perch atop photo-Sid's massive belly. He went ahead and expanded his image's ass as well, so it was plump and round. The end result was the picture of a young man just bursting with fertility. Looking ready to drop several babies and feed them to boot. Sid moaned quietly, his hips twitching, yet feeling oddly tense and heavy. Sid came to realize that his whole body felt weird and awkward. He looked down at himself and was alarmed to see that he had become the image.
"Woah," Sid breathed, standing up with difficulty, his hands flying to the huge belly mound bulging out beneath his shirt.
He had tits, huge ones that were presently stretching out his shirt, flesh feeling hot and bloated as his fat nipples ached. The two mounds were perched atop his belly, jiggling and wobbling with his every movement.
A glance back at his ass told him that that had swollen as well, presently huge and bulging out behind him, pants close to tearing apart in the back.
It was all so astonishing. He couldn’t believe how massive he was. Sid struggled to catch his breath but couldn't seem to.
He had to be dreaming. He waddled over to his bedroom mirror to survey himself. He experimentally felt around his belly, experiencing flutters of movement. There were real babies in there.
His finger glided up to his breasts, which felt so tender and full. A gentle squeeze left a damp spot in his shirt that Sid found himself gawking at. He was lactating?
His belly shuddered, which caused him to grunt out, placing his hand against the wall. He arched against the pressure. The weight was so heavy on his hips. He felt a twisting sensation deep in his gut. He groaned as his belly shuddered again. God, he wasn't going into labor, was he?
There was a pounding on his bedroom door. "Sid, you ready?" called Pete, one of Sid's roommates.
Only then did Sid remember his plans to catch a hockey game with Pete that night. He remembered that he was a nineteen-year-old college student, not a plump mother-to-be positively bursting with offspring.
"Nrgghhhh..." Sid grunted as another contraction squeezed through his beach ball of a stomach. He couldn't do this. He couldn't have babies. And he certainly couldn't do it tonight.
Barley thinking about his decision before acting on it, Sid waddled his way back to his cell phone, grabbed it up with his trembling hands, and looked at the gorgeously swollen edited photo of himself. The photo that he had become.
After hesitating just a moment longer, Sid planted his finger firmly against the Reverse All Changes button. Instantly he felt a weird snapping sensation in his torso, as though his insides were retracting, then the image returned to normal and so did his body. Panting, Sid looked down and fingered his now stretched-out and oversized T-shirt that hung awkwardly off his slim body. He held his stomach, which had reverted to its normal concave state.
"That was some app," he muttered to himself, lightly shaking his head as he went to let Pete in.
