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Hypnotized, Part 3 - Female Version
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Summary: For a college assignment, Violet allows herself to be hypnotized. Contains: Female: breast expansion, butt expansion, eventual pregnancy, belly expansion, lactation.
Note: This is the female version of Hypnotized.
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Summary: For a college assignment, Violet allows herself to be hypnotized. Contains: Female: breast expansion, butt expansion, eventual pregnancy, belly expansion, lactation.
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Violet walked around school with her head down. She wore baggy clothes and clutched her books to herself, feeling self-conscious about her weight gain. Dean intentionally bumped into her by the lockers just so Violet would drop her books.
Oh, sorry, said Dean as both students quickly crouched down to gather up the books. Dean got an eyeful of Violets burgeoning chest.
Its fine, said Violet. As she climbed up, she shakily opened her pill bottle and popped a pill into her mouth. Afterwards she looked at Dean, breathing heavily and appearing flustered.
Violet turned away and continued to walk. Dean found himself trailing after her. Violets bottom was getting full and round now, sticking out behind her. It was becoming large, and soon there would be no disguising it. Dean couldnt help watching the way it gently rocked side to side as Violet walked, spandex stretched over the mound. Juicy, was all Dean could think as he took it in. He ended up bumping into another student, unintentionally this time. S-sorry, said Dean, again crouching down to hastily gather up books. His eyes again trailed to Violets posterior.
Self-consciously tugging down her shirt, Violet glanced back at Dean. See you in psych? she called awkwardly.
Dean regretfully tore his eyes away from Violets bubble bottom. Yeah.
Violet turned a corner and disappeared.
At school, Dean wasnt the only one who stared. Every day, Violets pants seemed to stretch more tightly against her bloated ass, and soon she could barely pull them up in the back. She wore increasingly long shirts to hide her ass-crack as it bulged over the hem of her tights.
It wasnt comfortable. Violet felt constantly squeezed back there, most of her attire leaving her with weggies, and Violet just couldnt figure out what was going on. Why was she gaining so much weight, and why was it so awkwardly localized? Her ass almost felt like it was throbbing at times.
Worst of all, it was
arousing.
During her many bathroom breaks, Violet couldnt help groaning as she rubbed her hands against her plump ass flesh, her fingers sinking into the bloated fat, her loins moistening as she tried to breathe through it and gain some semblance of control. She would then try to jerk her panties back up, and they would seem just a little bit tighter. She was practically bursting out of her pants by then. Violet was entirely disgusted with herself.
That evening, she distractedly stuffed some mozzarella sticks into her mouth. Dean always made sure to have food prepared for their study sessions.
As Violet typed away and discussed their assignment, Dean nodded, only vaguely listening.
so if we focus our paper on food additives that are banned in other countries, we can add in a section on the content of
Violet trailed off as she noticed the compass lying on the kitchen table, and she couldnt help staring. She tried to refocus.
a section about the hormone content in dairy, and the
Again, Violet could not help looking at the compass. Gradually, she fell into a stupor.
Dean smirked. He hardly had to even try anymore. It was almost like Violets subconscious wanted her to be under Deans control. Dean clicked his pen.
Mechanically, Violet straightened herself from her hunch and pulled off her baggy shirt.
Dean was surprised to see that Violet was wearing a tight sports bra, her cleavage bulging from it.
Violet unlatched the bra and opened it to release her breasts. They surged forward. Deans jaw dropped.
They were round and full, far bigger than they had appeared. With no sign of sag, they had to be C-cups, at least. They heaved up and down on Violets chest. Her nipples were unnaturally large, sticking out, looking almost painfully erect.
Violet grabbed her bag and got up to head to the bathroom, but Dean put his hand up. Stay.
Violet obeyed. She pulled out the white tube, and Dean sat there and gawked as Violet massaged the cream into her plump mounds, grunting and trembling in clear discomfort as she did. Dean lowered a textbook to his lap to conceal his erection.
Violet finished with the cream and put the tube away, she began to pick up the bra.
But Dean protested, Dont.
Violet froze, the bra hanging from her hand. She was awaiting her next orders.
Dean couldnt help himself. No more bras, he said weakly. No undershirt. Nothing to compress them.
And so, Violet lowered the bra and pulled on her shirt.
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When Dean saw Violet at school the next day, Violet had herself especially hunched, her arms folded over her chest, and her face flushed red. She seemed entirely uncomfortable, and this just aroused Dean more. When she didnt have her arms folded against her chest, Violet was clutching books against itanything to hide the awkwardness of explaining her newly-blossomed mounds. Dean watched her every moment he could.
Violet ducked off into the bathrooms even when there was neither a click nor a ring. People looked at her oddly, puzzled by Violets behavior. Finally, during an Early Childhood Development class, there was no more hiding for Violet. The presentation represented her midterm grade. If Violet didnt do it right, she could be held back a semester.
Violet reluctantly uncrossed her arms, revealing the mounds on her chest, which looked even plumper to Dean than before. Dean just tried to soak in as much of it as he could. The mounds gently bobbed and Violets ass rocked in the tight skirt she was wearing, as she walked back and forth, stammering her way through charts and diagrams. The class stared, wide-eyed, jaws slack, as Violets voice became increasingly strained. Her abnormally large nipples protruded evidently, visibly rubbing against the material in her top.
Dean tried to breathe through it, keep a straight face, and pretend to take notes. But it was hard. He nearly came right there.
At their study session that evening, Violet was miserable. She had her elbows on the table and her face in her hands.
Violet, whats going on? said Dean, feigning obliviousness.
Violet sighed after a moment. Whats the point? You already saw everything. And so she straightened, allowing the mounds in her shirt to be on full display. Dean tried his best not to ogle them. He returned his focus to his laptop, unthinkingly clicking his mouse.
Violet tensed. Excuse me. But as Violet started to get up, Dean grabbed her arm.
Let me, Dean said. Dean grabbed Violets bag and dumped its contents onto the table. Violet reddened as Dean removed the white tube and spurted some of the cream onto his hand.
Dean then looked at Violet in all seriousness. Take it off. He licked his lips.
Violet hesitated, feeling her heart pound in her chest. She didnt know why, but she needed the cream. In fact, every second that it was delayed just seemed to make her heart pound harder. Violet lifted her shirt, revealing her bare breasts pressed together on her chest.
Dean surveyed them for a while as he rubbed the cream against both hands. Violet was shivering, her breasts, quivering. Finally, Dean slowly, hesitantly, reached out to Violets breasts.
Violet thrust her chest out so that Deans hands made impact. Violet sighed in relief as she felt the cream make contact with her skin.
And gently, Dean took to rubbing the lower half of Violets right breast, up and down, to her nipple, allowing it to harden more as the grape-sized nub tensed and Violet groaned, sweat now forming on her brow as Dean taunted her. Her nipples only seemed to push out farther.
Dean leaned forward so that his tongue, and finally his lips, made contact with Violets nipple, gently sucking. Violets back arched and more of her breast was shoved into Deans mouth.
But then Violets watch buzzed. Violet snapped out of her reverie and was suddenly encompassed by the urge to eat. Violet started to get up, but Dean just pulled her into his lap, Violets plump cushion of a bottom plopping against Deans hard member. Dean reached down with one hand and began to slide down her skirt, his free hand continuing to fondle Violets breasts.
Dean
Violet groaned, her back against Deans chest. Though Violets watch had only buzzed once, Violet continued to hear it, the sound reverberating in her head. There was a small package of crackers on the far end of the table. She desperately tried to reach for it, but Dean just held her tighter, now kissing her neck.
Violets heart pounded in her ears. She didnt know how to explain it, but she needed food at that moment. She really needed food. Her
body
needed
food.
Nrrrghhhhh
Violet grunted, thrusting her head back as her chest was encompassed by a tingling heatedness. Dean paused in his ministrations to stare as Violets chest throbbedno, it wasnt just throbbing. It was swelling in pulsations. Dean stared in shock as Violets chest pulsed and bloated, growing rounder, fatter, and plumper until they resembled bloated D-cups pressed together on her chest. Then the pressure seemed to shift to Violets nipples, Violets face red and tight. Ngggghhhhh
aggghhhhh
nooo
. Violet strained as the nubs tightened and swelled, to finally pop out twin streams of
milk. Violet panted and stared down at herself, her face flushed and her cheeks red. She was
lactating. Exhaustedly, she slumped forward, Dean holding her around the waist to keep her from collapsing to the floor. Oh god, Violet groaned, her body sleek with sweat as her breasts continued to force out milk. Oh god.
And Dean could do little more than stare. Violets body had produced
food. She was actually producing milk. 500 calories worth, Dean presumed.
Comments
Phat94
This is incredibly hot! I'm so glad you reimagined it for us. I presume the stuff like her ass wobbling out of her skirt wasn't quite like that in the original, so I really appreciate the effort.
