Encore II (Patreon)

Note: This is a story-prompt for Ryan Caday.

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In the encore performance, she tried to dance and sway gently, but she could feel herself leaking again with the movements. As damp spots formed on her front and her ass, she could see people pointing and whispering. The singer missed a note as he glanced back to see what was going on. By then, Viv was dripping on the floor. She shuffled off as soon as the performance ended, her employer goggling her as she hurried into her dressing room and slammed the door behind her.

This was insane. It had to be a dream. A nightmare. A long one. Viv gingerly cupped the side of her gut.

How was this even possible? How had her belly turned into a giant—a giant breast. And her ass cheeks—the whole thing was ridiculous. She was sure she was high, or had gone crazy, because this couldn’t be real.

Yet it went on and on, and when Viv awoke in her bed the next morning, the matterss was damp from her—milk. The thought was still unnerving.

She tried to ignore her changes, but she felt as though people could see what was happening beneath her clothes. At the grocery store that afternoon, she tensed as she felt her belly button—her belly-nipple, begin to grow erect, distending farther and harder, until it was visibly bulging out in her shirt. Viv shuddered as it began to tingle and sting, before the sensation of moisture returned. With a gasp, she clutched her navel with her hand, and hurried out of the store, her cart of groceries left forgotten.

She wanted to continue to avoid the issue, but she couldn’t. Her attempt at errands had proven that. Instead she experimented with baggy clothes and padding. She ordered support-wear online and selected rush delivery. She tried stockings and leggings to support her bloated, wobbling backside, and the distended pink nubs that protruded from those as well.

She looked overdue with child by then, and her ass would have put Nicki Minaj’s to shame. The latest maternity girdles arrived, but she could hardly squeeze into any of them, all proving to be painfully tight.

While her physical state continued to devolve, her career seemed to take an arbitrary and bizarre boost. That afternoon she noticed several voicemails. It was from a club she worked at from time to time as a backup singer. They wanted her to headline next weekend. They didn’t care what she did, they just wanted to offer her the coveted 10PM slot.

Viv was stunned. The club was ridiculously popular, and had made the careers of several people before her. She didn’t think she could pass the opportunity up. She hesitated, picked up her phone, called the club’s management office, and accepted the gig.

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Over the next few days, Viv planned her performance, which helped distract her from the horrifying fact that things were exacerbating. Her giant belly-breast was growing, as was the smaller pair that had overtaken her ass.

The mounds were so sensitive, just sitting down made her groan and shudder, as her loins tingled and her ass stung. She had fashioned herself a spandex band to minimized the wobbling of her round belly, but the mound was so large and weighted, it hardly helped.

When she arrived at the club on the day of her big show, the costume designer on staff gave Viv an appraising look. “I didn’t know you were expecting.”

Viv reddened but did not correct the woman.

“Well, you can’t go out wearing that, baby or not,” the woman grimaced at Viv’s baggy shirt and loose pants. She rummaged in the dressing room closet, before producing an outfit. “Here, wear this.”

It was a small skirt and formfitting top that hugged against the curve of Viv’s belly once she pulled it on. Viv had realized she couldn’t wear any supportive garments that would compress her diaphragm and impact her singing. As Viv looked down at herself in the selected attire, she realized that it hid little, especially in terms of her excess nipples. She took a deep breath before she waddled towards the stage, praying that the room was dim at least, or that the audience would be so enraptured by her song that they didn’t notice the abnormalities of her body.

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