Imagine You Invite Me Over For Tea And I’m None The Wiser Of What You Slipped Into My Drink While I

Imagine you invite me over for tea and I’m none the wiser of what you slipped into my drink while I wasn’t looking.

We sit and chat while I gulp down the first cup of tea. It was just so delicious and you offer me another. This time the cup is slightly bigger but I still drink it happily.

Halfway through, I start to feel a little funny. My body begins to feel warm and my belly is really tingly. You still refill my cup and I drink.

A few more minutes pass and my stomach seems to be…swelling? I don’t remember these jeans being this tight when I left the house.

“H-hey…did you uhm… slip something in my drink?” It’s getting harder to breathe and I’m feeling so much pressure from where my belly presses against my belt. You don’t answer, only smile and chuckle at the sight of me.

My belly is soo itchy and it’s getting tighter by the second it feels. The tingling feeling spreads to my breasts and I can feel them straining against my bra. Begging to be released.

My belly has gotten so big I have to lean back to give it more room. I keep trying to listen to what you’re saying but the way my belly is stretching at a rapid speed is distracting and also arousing. I start to desperately squeeze my thighs together when I think you’re not paying attention to me.

Of course you’re hyperfocused on me. You wanted this after all. That’s why you slipped the rapid pregnancy pill into my tea. When you saw how much I enjoyed the first cup you even doubled the dose in the second. You were so eager to see how big I could get.

“I-I’m so sorry let me just.” I unbuckle my belt giving my stomach more room to expand. I don’t even make it to the button before

POP!

it pops off and flies across the room. I try to have some composure but I feel so fucking good I can’t help but rub my newly acquired belly and moan like a bitch in heat.

I look atleast full term with twins but I’m still growing. Even sitting down I feel so heavy. It hurts but it hurts so good. My belly is an angry red and it’s as tight as a drum.

You move your place from the loveseat across from me and move to sit by me and rub my gravid belly.

“You’re getting so big…but you aren’t done yet.” you take my long forgotten tea cup and bring it to my lips forcing me to drink more of the tea. I already feel so full but with the addition of the tea I feel like I could near burst.

My shirt has hiked up to be more of a crop top and I have milk stains where my tits have started to leak. I can do nothing but helplessly moan and whine as my belly creaks and groans with new life.

“Looks like you finished this cup.” You sigh “I’ll go get you another.” I was in for a long night…