Urban Oddballs: Short stack Problems
"Whew, okay, okay, gotta think of something. I mean, jeez, would the truth be more convincing than a lie? I mean one lie maybe, but I would have to say like three lies to cover all of this up." Barso muttered to himself as he walked back to the doctor's office with Poppy holding on his hand.
Looking up at him, Poppy cooed, "B-daddy, can I ride on your shoulders? I want you to feel the warmth of my naughty cunt on your neck." Poppy licked her tiny digits with a suggestion as she looked up at the panicking man.
"Ah jeez, man, I'm not an Outter. I don't deal with crazy bullshit every day; this is too much." Barso sighed, bringing his palm to his face in despair.
The two continued walking up the entrance to the doctor's office. Entering the threshold, the pair gazed upon Quiz and another woman waiting in the waiting room area.
Upon locking eyes with one another, there was a long pause before the two expressed a resounding
"What the fuck...."
"How, how are you this far along already, and why are you naked?" Baso gasped, pointing at Quiz's heaving pregnant belly.
"No, why is my sister like a baby now? What the hell did you do?" Quiz roared back, her engorged breasts shaking as she spoke.
Then tension was thick, but Meril, with her caring disposition, placed a hand on Quiz's shoulder while looking at Barso and Poppy, "I'm sorry for all the confusion, you must be Barso; it's a pleasure to meet you."
"Uh, wah?" Barso mumbled, confused as to why his temperament was becoming so even all of a sudden.
"Oh, what about me, miss, lady?" Poppy barked, her tail wagging.
"Oh yes you are miss Testman's older sister, I figured you'd be bigger; what a cute surprise." Meril giggled, booping the little dog woman on the nose.
"Okay, okay, who are you?" Barso asked, confused.
"I am Miss Testman's live-in nurse and soon-to-be nanny." Meril proclaimed.
"Nanny?" Quiz asked.
"Miss Testman I am with you for the long haul I will assist you and the Mister in any way I can." Meril said, bowing before Barso.
"Well, um, wow, okay, that's rad, I guess. Um, whew." Barso mumbled.
"Okay that's out the way, so what's all this then?" Quiz snapped, flicking her wrist towards her sister.
"Um, maybe I should tell you on the way home its all a long story also, there's another thing I think we should talk about, I mean, this thing happens to you in your line of work, so maybe you won't freak out," Barso said looking off in shame.
"Wha?" Quiz murmured, squinting in befuddlement.
***
Back at the Vicious Manor within the Pleasure Room, a massive room of women and haze.
"My oh my, she sure does drink a lot!" said one brown woman to her friend as Shay drank from her brown breast.
"She doesn't talk much but isn't she cute!" Giggled a busty woman stroking Shay's back.
"Look at these hips, no titties to speak of, but these hips are big enough to service a horse!" Laughed another woman.
"These thighs are to die for, look at how thick they are, and this ass, she shaped like a Miblin, so yummy,so very very yummy!" squealed the busty woman as she began to lick Shay's legs.
"These tattoos are curious, though. They're kinda like pantyhose; they go from the tops of her feet to these huge ass cheeks." Said the brown pregnant woman.
"Hey, Seesaw, since she's so small and likes your tits so much, maybe you should store her for a while in you're special place, haha!" Said a busty woman.
"Well, I would have to empty all of these toys first. Would ya help me fish them out Sync? This little one seems too transfixed on my tit to give me a break just yet." Giggled Seesaw, adjusting Shay in a position where she was laying on top of the smaller woman.
"Whew, okay, babe, going in deep!" Said Sync as she plunged her pale red-lacquered hand into the depths of Seesaw's slippery cunt.
***
Toy after toy Seesaw sighed and moaned as Sync plucked her womb of its contents; the lack of contents in her womb decreased the size of her abdomen. She was going from looking rather far along in pregnancy to being quite minimal in her middle.
"Whew, that was the last one." Seesaw cooed, looking down at Shay, still suckling away at her big brown tit.
"Haha, well, now are you still up for me shoving this little fatty into you?" Sync giggled.
"Of course, have Sitter help you, though." Seesaw cooed, rising to her feet while she pulled Shay away from her breast with a gentle but reluctant pop.
"Okay, come on Sitter... hey, get your duck lips off of that item- girl, and help me!" Sync sighed, giving the stink eye to a ditzy big lipped girl.
"I can't help it; they taste so good after being inside Seesaw for so long. You should have become an item-girl Sync." Sitter sputtered, her huge lips impeding her speech as she plucked a phallus-like object from her flappy, reddened engorged lips.
"Pfft okay, and if I did, what would I be?" Sync snorted, adjusting her glasses.
"Well with those big boobies, probably a bean bag or a sit cozy!" Sitter thought, putting her finger between her fat lips.
"I thought you would say that, so you can sit on me with that fat ass of yours." Sync snorted.
"Well, okay what would you want me to be?" Sitter sputtered.
"Hehe, a pillow so I can put you under my ass, hehe!" Sync giggled.
"Girls, could you please get on with it?" Seesaw sighed.
***
"Whew, this is a tight fit!" Sync cried, pushing Shay halfway into Seesaw's cunt with Sitter's help.
"Her hips are so wide!" Sitter lisped, giving another heavy heave.
"You can do it, girls!" Seesaw sighed, her face beading with sweat.
Shay, during this time, did not resist at all but just allowed herself to be handled in this way as the two women pushed her into the large black woman's womb. These pushes were met with success as the elasticity of Seesaw love tunnel engulfed Shay's expansive hips, sucking the little woman up into her womb in totality with a pop.
"Gah!" Sync and Sitter fall forward onto Seesaw's fat ass with a soft bounce, with the object of resistance no longer being an issue.
"Whew, wow she's really in there." Cooed Seesaw standing up.
"Yeah you look nice and preggers now... wait, what's happening?" Sitter asked putting a finger to her fat lips as she looked at Seesaw's pregnant belly.
Seesaw's jutting navel began to glow, a mark appearing on it before long. Then her belly began to swell before condensing and then swell again before repeating the action of tightening, creating the effect of her womb, and by extension, her stomach was breathing.
"Oh woah, I think I know what's happening!" Sync cooed, adjusting her glasses.
"Whatever it is, it feels so good." Seesaw cooed.
"It's called an 'Acclimatation Reset' which means if two CDGs are the same and say like one is damaged, one can use her sister or daughter as a vessel to break themselves down and then come together again." Sync explained.
"Oh right, we all are sisters here, so that makes sense," Seesaw cooed, rubbing her belly.
"So is she preggers for real with the little big hipped girl?" Sitter lisped.
"Well, yes, but the turnaround time is only like a day or two as opposed to nine months, and like in a pregnancy, she will start as a fertilized egg which I'm assuming she's doing now with all that undulating that's going on." Sync mentioned pointing at Seesaw's belly.
"So well, she comes out looking like me, or will she be like herself?" Seesaw asked.
"Eh, not sure it's a voluntary process, not violent like that scary hacking stuff you hear about, although...." Sync said, rubbing her chin and patting her foot.
"What is it?" asked Sitter, her big dumb doe eyes blinking.
"I had a dark thought, but it seems a little unnecessary," Sync mumbled.
"Okay, what was it?" Seesaw cooed, enraptured with Shay's rapid regression inside her body
"I mean once she hits the most basic form, one of us could eat you out, and you would just cum her out of your body." Sync suggested.
"No, that's too violent, isn't it?" Seesaw gasped.
"Well, rather, Sitter, or we could just spit her into an item, girl." Sync thought.
"Why me?" Sitter asked.
"Well, you have the highest suction between the two of us with those big dick suckers you got." Sync giggled, putting her finger in Sitter's mouth.
***
