The party had been so lame, Elvira thought while walking down the footpath through the forest. Because most of her friends had brought a boyfriend, and since there had only been eleven people there, she had been the only one without a date. Naturally, she had felt a little misplaced, and she left when the others started to exchange kisses.
Suddenly, she got thrown out of her bad thoughts when the air around her lighted up with an eerie green light, and started to pull her off her feet. With a frightened cry, she was catapulted up into the darkness.
Now Elvira was really scared. She woke slowly by the feeling of being carried, and when she opened her eyes, she would have screamed of terror if she could. A huge cross between man and machine carried her in its arms as if she was a bunch of old clothes. Trailing the cyborg where three small grey humanoid creatures with impossibly large, black eyes.
The great hall she was being taken through was filled with huge, round mounds of pulsating blobs connected to large cables and large tables filled with weird robotic arms and appendages. The little grey creatures instructed the machine place her still paralysed body down on a sinister locking table.
With a whir of electronics four mechanical arms reached down and pinned her limbs. Then the greys and the cyborg looked at her as if they where admiring the symphony of her full, ripe breast, nipples pointing at right up where the air should be, her broad hips, flat, hard stomach and her long, blond hair that framed Elvira's delicate face, for the last time.
Elvira realized something; she had experienced a few nightmares about being abducted by aliens, but then she had been strapped to the table with her arms and feet pointing the same direction. This time it was different.
Her limbs were now pinned at an angle from her body, and her knees were bent 90 degrees. Suddenly her pose seemed somehow familiar. This was almost exactly the same way the women at the birth clinic were laid out for childbirth; only she was still wearing her clothes.
At the same time, the light was dimmed down to a pleasant, warm radiation, and she could feel the temperature rising comfortably. The table swelled under her head, forming a soft pillow and letting her see the whole table. Soon she felt so comfortable, as if something was draining the fear out of her body.
Then her spine started to tingle - first a little, then more as the table began to hum with a low assuring noise. She could feel her nipples harden, and the tingling sensation gliding throughout her whole body, concentrating between her loins.
Had her arms not been held tight, she would have started relieving the sudden itch between her legs - abducted or not.
Because of her pillow, she could now see what was happening. A fifth arm extended itself from under the table, turned, and moved towards her. Strangely, Elvira did not feel anything but sheer anticipation. She even smiled as the device positioned itself right in front of the zipper to her pants.
Then she gasped in surprise as it slowly went right through her jeans, like all of the small threads that made up the material just moved apart leaving the arm lots of room to move around.
She vaguely concluded that the same thing had happened with her underwear, since the arm suddenly made contact with her pubic mound. It slowly pushed inward, entering her body. The feeling of being slowly penetrated by something hard, but oddly warm and humming with potent energy, sent waves of strange pleasure through her stomach. It flowed upward filling her firm breasts, her nipples now almost straining for release.
Further and further it went, she could not believe how much space she actually had to offer. It didn't stop until she was sure that if it had advanced to within a millimeter of her uterus. And yet she wanted it to carry on, all her reason and logic had been swept away bit by bit as the machine pushed inward. The more of it she had inside her, the more intense was the sensation of energy flowing through her, overloading all her senses with pure joy.
As if it had read her mind, the device responded to her demands. Suddenly, a wave of energy flowed out of it and into her womb, making what she had previously experienced seem like a poor shadow. It flooded her insides with pure pleasure, filling her more than she ever had thought possible, and more.
All her muscles contracted, making her back arch half a metre into the air as a tsunami of ecstasy pumped through her veins, increasing the pressure in her stomach until she thought she might explode from joy any time.
She cried out and howled with pleasure. And the experience just went on and on, propelling her mind and body into a state where all thoughts where a forgotten chapter, all her senses united in one, orgasmic feeling of an immense explosion expanding forever inside her womb.
As Elvira came to, she found herself lying in the same room, but the table had changed into a more bed like affair. It was an extremely comfortable couch, and she was no longer held in place by the four arms. The fifth however, remained in her, although it had expanded and attached itself to her vagina so that it now looked and felt more like a ten centimetres thick part of herself. It felt like it united her to a machine.
The sensation of energy flowing through her was still there, however now she noticed another feeling, a slight tingling just below her navel that slowly became stronger. Her breasts also felt different somehow. She could feel them pressing against her bra, like it suddenly had become too small.
Because her arms where now free, she slid a hand inside her T-shirt and placed it on her breast. She received a surprise, it had most definitely bigger, it had grown from the size of a tennis ball, which had always been her size, to that of a grapefruit. It felt like it had too much juice in it, like a small water-balloon that was ready to burst.
And yes, she could feel her iron hard nipple was a little wet at the end, like it was - leaking? Then she suddenly felt something that made her move her other hand down and place it on top of her belt buckle. It had slowly started to dig into her navel. Or had her belly button begun to push out?
She loosened her belt a little. Then a little more. Then again. She soon could feel her stomach pounding at her belt, in rhythm with her heartbeat. Then she suddenly realized, that it wasn't in rhythm with her heart. It was pulsating with its own rhythm, like a separate creature, living a life of its own.
As her now grapefruit sized bulge forced her to open her top jeans button, she at last managed to figure out what was going on - "I'm pregnant," she said to herself in a low, almost childish voice. "The aliens have impregnated me, and now I'm growiiiing...!" It was all she could utter, before the feeling of her tummy pushing down her zipper with a low "Tick... tick... tick" sound as it moved one step at a time, momentarily occupied all her attention. She could hear herself growing!
The mere thought of that impossibility made her tremble. She could see more and more flesh push her wide-open jeans downwards, her stomach now growing into the size of a football with supernatural speed.
She looked six months pregnant, her oval tummy was strutting out of her jeans, all of this happening in mere minutes. Her stomach now watermelon sized lifted her breasts off her body, and she could see two increasing, wet spots where her nipples made contact with her T- shirt.
When her child was born, it would not starve, she thought with a strange unwarranted glee. All thoughts of escape, even her life up to the present time drowned in a flood of intense love, a kind of love only a mother can experience for her baby.
And a mother she would soon be, she thought, as she stroked and caressed her swelling belly - in fact, a mother of two! The thought of all that life growing inside her, and the steadily increase in pressure under her navel, like she was connected to a hose filling her with water, leaving her gasping for air as each gentle kick inside her sent waves of joyous electricity through her veins.
It was like the machine deep down inside her that now worked as a living extension of her. Elvira could not help arching her back in an ecstatic appreciation of the shockwaves of pleasure as she became fully pregnant in just a few minutes.
Her now bottle-cap sized belly button resided upon a tummy the size of an over-pressurized beach ball, and she could hear her T-shirt starting to tear apart, no longer able to keep up with her milk laden breasts.
Then it all happened too fast. She could see herself swelling, felt her jeans ripping apart, felt the pressure building inside her like a steam valve releasing. Her breasts had completely ripped apart her T-shirt, and her bra finally gave away, letting her watermelon-sized spheres expand even faster. They were dribbling, and still growing.
Her pants finally came completely apart with a loud straining noise as she grew even faster. She looked like she was carrying a litter of children, she was so big.
She felt her swelling slow, then two cables attached themselves to her squirting, beach ball-sized breasts and started to milk her like she a cow. As her milk flowed through the cables, she felt another orgasm coming on. It intensified as her stretched womb opened up to give birth to her firstborn.
Elvira screamed and wildly caressed her taut belly skin as the pain of childbirth mixed with her orgasm causing feelings that she had never known before.
This time her orgasm did not stop. Her breasts strained from the added pressure even while being pumped out like fire hoses. The last of her clothing gave up as her gigantic figure swelled up to grotesque proportions and fell to the floor, ripped to pieced.
Elvira's last conscious thought was of wonder at the feelings she was experiencing, and then her mind slowed down and she felt drunk. Then pure bliss, as she became like breeding cattle, indistinguishable from the other enormous spheres of flesh around her pulsating from the pressure of growing and childbirth without end.
While breeding, what was left of Elvira observed another young frightened teenage girl being brought in, strapped to a table and impregnated.
Elvira gave her a silent welcome, as she watched the girl's breasts rapidly strain at her tight dress, watched as the girl stunned, cradled her impossibly swelling belly.
A shriek of joy joined with the hive's pulsating rhythm, greeting yet another cheerleader as she was carried into the breeding hall, terrified yet ecstatic. She would soon be with them, part of them, forever...