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The Parasite, Part 6 - Female Version
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Summary: Following infection by an alien parasite, Chloe begins to hear a commanding voice in her head that demands her to stuff her face with food, massage various body parts, insert edibles into her loins, and partake in other unusual activities. Chloes belly grows and grows as the parasite swells in consequence. Chloes efforts to balance her busy work life with the frightening voice of the parasite proves to be disastrous. Contains: Belly expansion, breast expansion, possible egg-laying and more.
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You should relax, human. Enjoy. Carrying me and my young should be a comforting experience.
In her panic, Chloe grabbed her blazer off the back of her chair, and did her best to pull it around her swelling bodyit was no use. She gasped for breath and thought for several moments, before remembering the baggy T-shirt she usually kept for company picnics and other events. Wobbling over to her filing cabinet, Chloe opened a drawer and pulled out the green shirt with the company logo. She shrugged out of the remains of her blouse, and hurriedly jerked the T-shirt down over her head.
Some of her belly protruded from the bottom of the tightly-stretched material. Chloe did her best to tug it down, and she waddled for the door.
She had almost made her way out of the building, when a large hand connected with her shoulder.
Great job on the Felder account.
Chloe stood stiffly as her boss, Peter, spoke behind her.
Chloe?
Three the voice groaned.
Chloe did her best not to groan as well. She shuddered as she gripped her tightening mass with one hand, still tugging down the shirt with the other. Doing her best to contain her gasps for breath, she slowly managed to revolve to face her boss.
Peters eyes widened almost comically. His lips fell apart. He mouthed for words, but couldnt seem to get anything out. Finally he managed, You lookermwell, great job. He awkwardly nodded, though his gaze never left her throbbing abdomen as sweat seeped into her shirt.
Thanks, Chloe forced out, feeling immensely exhausted. Her eyes widened as her nipples began to sting again, and she quickly raised one of her arms to cover her chest. I think Im going to head out. Im notnot feeling that great, she managed, knowing that she was flushed, sweaty, and probably looked like a mess.
Peter continued to mechanically nod. She wasnt sure if he had ever stopped. Right right, of course. Feel better.
Chloe nodded back, turned around, and waddled as fast as she could for the door.
Nrrrggh she grunted, as the pressure pushed her belly out another two inches. It swayed with her awkward movements, and her skin prickled about her navel.
Im tiring, but there are still morrreeee
Ohhh, Chloe choked, nearly slumping over as she reached her car door. She gripped the hood and held on for dear life. Just ohhh just let me sit down.
This in itself wasnt an easy process. She felt that with the wrong move her midriff might explode. But soon Chloe found herself seated, leaned back, her heaving belly consistently pressing into the steering wheel. She looked overdue by then. She knew another egg was about to develop. She could feel the pressure growing, slow and steady. Aahhhhh! She arched her back, causing her belly to press harder into the steering wheel as she grew. Her T-shirt had developed damp spots over both breasts by then, her unusually large nipples visibly protruding in the tight, wet material, which, in turn, was dripping milk.
When the spurt ended, Chloe sank against her seat, tossing her head left and right, feeling helpless. Five? she squeaked.
Ill weaken in coming weeks, the voice murmured. Afterwards, they will be your responsibility.
But I cant, Chloe whined. Im not meant toohhhh She twisted and fidgeted somewhat, cupping her navel gently as it trembled.
Calm yourself child. The voice sounded weak. I cannot speak to you for much longer. This was a terrible strain. Why dont you help the process long eat
C-cant Chloe protested. Im already so tight!
Eat
Chloe whined and opened her glove compartment. She found a bag of chocolate bars, and she fumbled awkwardly, as it was more difficult than ever to reach her groin now that she was so large. Hurts, she whimpered, as she maneuvered the first bar of chocolate into her opening.
Dont lie, the voice hissed. It is only pressure.
Feeling as graceful as a hippopotamus, Chloe managed to insert one chocolate bar after another, until all eight had been jammed into her groin. The voice had claimed that food would help alleviate the tension, but she only felt worse. Tighter, heavier, more burdened than before. By then, she was gasping, and felt faint.
More the voice commanded.
Chloe weakly nodded, though she knew she was almost out of food. With trembling fingers, she dug into her purse and withdrew her keys, before starting the car. Im going, Im going she murmured as she drove off, having to lean uncomfortably against her compacted mound to reach her steering wheel, given how much she had grown.
Her nipples ached and seeped more than ever as they were squished against the tight mass of her belly. She had relinquished her efforts to tug down her shirt, and the hem had slid up over her impressively-swollen belly button.
Chloe did her best to pacify the voice, which seemed agitated now. At red lights, she would dig the odd snack out of her purseusually a cheese stickand hurriedly navigate it into her opening. But she could tell that the voice was still displeased. It wanted more this timemuch more. Chloe cradled her belly and drove as fast as she dared, all while mumbling assurances, to herself and to the voice.
It was only ten minutes before Chloe reached the drive-thru, by which point she could already feel the pulses of icy pain throbbing in the back of her head. The voice thrummed impatiently in her consciousness, wanting to feed itsits eggs, or whatever they were. Chloe gasped out her order into the microphone, before speeding off to the pick-up window, narrowing avoiding rear-ending another car in the process.
She had chosen a restaurant that was both close by and convenient to her purpose. Bobs Hot Dogs. Chloe practically ogled the five bulging bags of weiners the baffled employee was holding as she handed him some bills.
Chloe drove one-handedly, her free hand digging through the fifty individually-wrapped hot dogs, separating them from their buns, and pushing the thick pink sausages directly into her vagina. She could feel the sense that she was still growing, but it wasnt as horrifying or uncomfortable as before. After Chloe pulled into her driveway, she leaned her seat back more, and continued to feed her groin. She licked her lips, and watched her fat breasts bob on her chest as one hotdog after the next was shoved into her sopping opening.
Her eyes went wide as her loins throbbed, a hoarse grunt escaping her lips as electricity coursed through her body. The sensation coursed from her groin to her belly then battering her nerve endings, filling her body with raw, hot pleasure until her vision blurred.
And then there was only blackness.
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When Chloe awoke, her hips felt tight. Her groin held an uncomfortable pain, and Chloes first instinct told her that something too large was inside of her. Was this an awkward hook-up? Orohha food product? Ahhhh She wiggled and pushed, still only partially conscious.
Do not release them.
What...? Chloe opened her eyes and blinked a few times to notice that she was still sprawled in her car, only it was dark outside now. She gasped as she took notice of the large ball perched against her, gently throbbing as though it was alive. It was uncomfortably squished against her steering wheel, and with some struggle, Chloe pushed her seat back the remaining three inches that it could go. This left her belly still snugly pressing the steering wheel, which was now out of reach of her arms.
Mggghhh Her hips bucked despite her weight, almost by instinct. She felt as though something waslodgedinside of her opening. Ohhh god she moaned, her body quivering, seeping. Her face heated.
Dont you dare.
Why? Chloe grunted, flushed, rocking, as something pushed, crowned in her labia. She released a grasp, and spread her thighs the best she could. She gripped her arm rest, struggling for leverage.
There will be consequences.
The waves of coldness were back, as was the drilling pain in her head, and Chloe was at a loss of which of her problems were the most excruciating.
I will fill you with twice as many if any harm comes to even one of my children. I will ensure that you burst!
Chloes breasts jiggled as she panted. Something was coming out of her, something that didnt belong. And yet, she had no choice but to abide by the voices commands. She reached down and navigated her hand to her crotch. Her fingers traced over her swollen lips, between which bulged a hard, roundedegg-likeobject. A sob tore from Chloes lips, but she pushed at the intrusive mass, pushed it back inside of her. She choked in pain, her hips aching, her insides feeling as though they were tearing apart. She cried out as she shoved the mass as far as it could go. Her belly pulsed more pronouncedly for several beats as she tried to orient herself.
Chloe laid there in the dark, releasing sharp gasps for a while. She clamped her thighs shut by impulse even though they were going numb. What now? she croaked. When will I be allowed to d-deliver?
But the voice had gone silent, and despite her burden, Chloe had never felt so alone.
