Emi's 2nd Pregnancy Fan Edition - Stuck in Bed (Patreon)

This one's a bit of a special one, dubbed Fan Edition. This one's written by  Y3SS, they showed it off to me and I couldn't help but to throw it into the sequence! However I didn't number it because I don't technically consider it canon. It's a bit of a compromise, as I didn't want to edit the story so much that it isn't really Y3SS's story anymore. Additionally the breast size (and some minor bits) aren't what I have in mind for Emi. But the premise (and the renders) were too good to let this go! So yeah. Super swollen Emi! >:D

Nifty folder of all the angles, story's below!

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 Returning late was becoming more and more of a new standard due to the raised food bills, but Matthew didn't really mind. After all, he knew it was going to a good place. Emi's appetite was steadily increasing to keep up with her gravid body and the six hungry kids held within. That morning she had been especially hungry too. "She's probably on the sofa finishing the leftovers" He thought, smiling as he pulled up to the driveway.

"I'm home!" Matt said, opening the door to an unusually quiet house. He let out a yawn as he placed his coat on the rack. "Emi?" The couch was empty. So was the kitchen. "Strange... all the lights are off too, just like how they were when I le- uh oh." His heart skipped. Emi. Did something happen to Emi?? There wasn't a thing in the whole world he cared about more. His head fill with dreadful thoughts as he quickly rushed towards the bedroom. Thankfully, as he got close he heard a tired moan from inside. "Oh thank goodness she's alright" he said letting his breath out, though perhaps a bit too soon... As he reached for the door knob he noticed a trail of liquid seeping under the door frame. Milk. He turned the knob. "Oh my."

There was Emi, lying flat on her back in the center of their bed, completely enveloped by the three humongous spheres of her breasts and belly. She was bigger than when he had seen her that morning. Much bigger. Matthew gulped, and cautiously closed the door. "Matt? Is that you?" He heard the faint voice of his spouse from emanating from somewhere beyond the mounds of flesh. Making his way along the wall to avoid the larger puddles, he finally caught view of her face after rounding her titanic right breast. "You're back... I'm starving" she said looking up with a feeble smile as tears began falling from her already red eyes. "Emi..."

Her breasts had swelled *immensely* from that morning. Where before they had straddled her sides they now spanned the full width of their king-sized bed, covering her from chest to knees, completely pinning her to the sheets. The build-up from lack of milking throughout the day had significantly distended each breast in every direction. Up included. Her skin was visibly red and stretched from the experience and each breast leaked an audible dribble of milk, the pool of which Matthew was standing in. He stretched out a hand to rest it on her right breast. The skin was completely taut, and she shuddered at the touch almost like an engine powering up. "Wha...?"

"I'm sorry..."

"It's okay, Emi." Matt said, bending down to sit by her head. "If anything it's my fault for knocking you up again." He said half-jokingly, half-serious while stroking her blue hair. Then he noticed something else. "Why didn't you use the pump?" After their first pregnancy they decided to leave a breast pump by the bed in case she needed it during the night, and while it was obviously tinkered with today, the reservoir was empty.

"Well… I fell asleep after breakfast and when I woke up again I couldn't move... I tried to get up but I just couldn't. Then they just started getting bigger and bigger... I was able to reach the pump, but my boobs grew so much I couldn't reach far enough to get them on..." Emi strained her head forwards in an attempt to move closer and stretched her arms along her vast cleavage. She wasn't even close. In fact, to Matt's astonishment she couldn't even reach her areolas. From her position she probably couldn't see them either. "The pressure started hurting after a while but by then I couldn't reach the phone to call you either. Masturbating helped, but then they started leaking!" Matt tried to comprehend the whole situation. In a matter of hours his wife had become so big she couldn't get out of bed. She couldn't even reach halfway around her own breasts, let alone the phone sitting just a few feet away on the nightstand. A moan from his side caused him to regain attention. All sense of worry and guilt on Emi's face melted away, and she stared longingly into his eyes. "You might want to step back... Ah! Oh Matt... it feels sooo good..."

Her mind went blank as sensation took hold of her body. Matt watched as her body tried to arch under the immense weight of her chest and belly. She moaned in ecstasy as her twin floodgates began to unfold. Breast milk erupted from her distended nipples, draining clear to the floor before the moment passed and they went back to a steady drip. She was left panting as Matthew watched in bewilderment. As her state normalized, she looked helplessly back at Matthew and said one word. "Help"

That was all it took to snap him out of it. "It's okay everything's gonna be just fine." The gears in his mind spun wildly as he helped the encumbered girl sit up, grunting a little in the effort before resting and saying what was on his mind. "Emi... You're beautiful."

"Really?" Emi said with an expression of wonder that never truly grew old.

"You're are as beautiful as the stars in the sky. Let's empty these so we can get you on your feet."

Matt grabbed the breast pump and walked all the way around to one of her three-foot areolas and now fist-sized nipples to get to work, though after a few seconds of pushing and prodding he found the sensitive flesh had grown to the point it didn't fit the clamp anymore, even if she could have reached it.

Awestruck, he paused for a second confused before chuckling a bit, and then full on laughing at the utter ridiculousness of the current situation. Emi looked confused for a second too, and then joined in. They laughed for a time before quieting down to work out the next step.

"If I helped do you think you can walk?"

She tested her new weight and cautiously answered "Yeah, so long as it isn't for that long..."

"That works for me. Everything's gonna be alright. Let's get you to the tub~"

"If I fit through the hallway hehe~"