The menials assigned to care for her have been struggling for several weeks to fit her through this particular doorway, but refrained from informing you, as their ward
squeezed painfully by the inadequate doorway and framing the attractive rear view of the rest of her body, including her
<<if $activeSlave.butt > 5>>
debilitatlingly huge ass cheeks.
<<elseif $activeSlave.butt > 2>>
plush ass.
<<else>>
cute little ass.
<</if>>
<br><br>
She cranes her neck, glancing over her shoulder to give you a pleading look.
<br><br>
<span id="result">
<<link "Abuse her">>
<<replace "#result">>
You lean against a wall and take a moment to enjoy your slave’s discomfort. Realizing that her <<Master>> is intent to do nothing, she blushes and begins pulling on her belly, attempting to free herself.
Her innumerable brood are awakened by her exertions and begin to move, testing the thin walls of the womb constraining them and causing her belly to wobble ominously. You count the number of infant feet distinctly outlined against your poor hyperbroodmother’s straining womb.
With a groan of effort, the broodmother manages to pull her belly slightly further out through the doorway, but, in the effort, only really manages to wedge it more firmly. It bulges ominously.
<<else>>
The massively pregnant slave’s belly clutches in a false contraction and she pulls several inches further out through the doorframe before it expands again, leaving her even more hopelessly stuck
<</if>>
<br><br>
<<if !canTalk($activeSlave)>>
She moans and rubs up and down what little she can reach of her belly while looking back at you with more urgency. It’s clear she is in severe distress.
<<else>>
“<<Master>>,” she says through clenched teeth. “Please.”
<</if>>
<br><br>
You judge that sufficient time has passed and move forward.
<<if $activeSlave.butt > 5>>
Wading in between her huge ass cheeks
<<elseif $activeSlave.butt > 2>>
Grabbing a handful of one generous ass cheek,
<<else>>
Slapping a pert ass cheek,
<</if>>
you hilt yourself in her pregnant pussy and begin pounding. Her belly distorts back and forth under your vigorous ministrations before, with a “pop,” belly, slave, and owner go tumbling through the doorway. She yelps in @@.gold;shock@@ and @@.red;pain@@ as her belly smacks the ground and the sound of her voice, coupled with the feeling of jolting up and down on top of your slave’s abused gut, sends you over the edge. You ejaculate into her fertile, wanting pussy and then slide off of her to instruct your servants to widen the door before they carry her to her duties for the day.
You can’t help but be aroused by the sight of your swollen, helpless slave, and you take off your pants, revealing your erection. The slave’s backward glance falls on your dick and she
<<if $activeSlave.devotion > 95>>
licks her lips,
<<if $activeSlave.amp == 1>>
wiggling the stumps of her legs and swiveling her hips to give you a clear angle at her hungry pussy.
<<else>>
spreading her legs and revealing more of her massive underbelly while angling her wanting pussy at the perfect angle for fucking.
<</if>>
<<elseif $activeSlave.devotion > 50>>
blushes, swiveling her hips to give you easy access to her pussy.
<<elseif $activeSlave.devotion > 20>>
blushes and leans into her belly, knowing what to expect.
yelps, turning away from you and clenching her eyes shut as her
<<if $activeSlave.amp == 1>>
stumps push toward each other, clearly trying (and failing) to conceal her pussy.
<<else>>
legs instinctively clench together to hide her pussy.
<</if>>
.
<<else>>
snorts dersively despite her helplessness.
<</if>>
<br><br>
You step forward and run an appreciative hand over the surface of her belly. Her womb is packed so full that the outline of her squirming children is obvious under her stretched-thin flesh. She groans at your touch, clearly in some distress, and you promise her that you’ll free her once you’ve finished up.
<<if $activeSlave.devotion > 95>>
The slave is clearly too aroused by your touch to hear what you’re saying and leans back into you, stretching against her tortured belly to nibble at your ear.
<<elseif $activeSlave.devotion > 50>>
The slave says nothing, but wiggles her ass against your hips, making it clear she’s ready.
<<elseif $activeSlave.devotion > 20>>
You can see tears streaming down the slave’s face from the discomfort she’s experiencing, but she nods that she’s ready.
The slave cries and begs you to finish quickly and help her before she bursts.
<<elseif ($activeSlave.trust < -50)>>
The shock of contact with your body causes the terrified slave’s skin to contract, as if she’s trying to pull away despite her current reality, and her only response to your promise is sobbing.
<<else>>
The slave
<<if !canTalk($activeSlave)>>
motions for you to
<<else>>
responds by telling you to
<</if>>
just fuck her already and let her move on with her day.
<</if>>
You let your hand wander downward and then push down on the base of her clit with finger and thumb, making her whimper, before removing your hand and burying your cock inside her. As you fuck her, her poor, tortured belly wobbles against the constraining door frame and the frame itself groans in protest.
She grinds in rhythm to your pistoning until the back and forth movement of her sloshing tummy overpowers her efforts and sends her careening back and forth between its oceanic movements and your less than tender ministrations. The sensation of fucking a woman who is literally a slave to the motion of her own womb drives you over the edge and you pull out, ejaculating all over her
<<if $activeSlave.butt > 5>>
enveloping ass cleavage
<<elseif $activeSlave.butt > 2>>
fat, waiting ass cheeks
<<else>>
pert ass.
<</if>>
<br><br>
You step back, taking one last appreciatively look at your trapped slave, then call a team of menials to remove the door from its foundation to free her, instructing them to also continually widen the door as necessary to attempt to prevent future incidents. Though your slave is extracated uninjured, your decision to use her before saving her leaves the slave @@.gold;trusting you less@@.
You ponder her predicament for a moment before settling on a solution. You procure an industrial sized jar of curative laced moisturizing butter--specially formulated to ease the strain of hypermassive pregnancy--and explain to your slave that, to free her, you’re going to need to completely cover her in it so that she can squeeze through.
<<if $activeSlave.devotion > 95>>
She grins at you and then huffs, pretending to be put off by the idea.
<<elseif $activeSlave.devotion > 50>>
She quirks an eyebrow, then smiles, clearly intrigued.
<<elseif $activeSlave.devotion > 20>>
She nods, happy to hear you’ve considered a way to free her without causing her undue harm.
She had seemed uneasy when you first described your idea, but seems to resign herself to it once you finish your description.
<<elseif ($activeSlave.trust < -50)>>
The wide eyed slave nods as you describe your idea, clearly hoping you’ll free her as quickly as possible so that she can get away from you.
<<else>>
She laughs derisively at you after you describe your idea, then motions for you to get on with it.
<</if>>
You move toward her and slather a generous helping of the stuff over her back and
<<if $activeSlave.butt > 5>>
couch smothering ass,
<<elseif $activeSlave.butt > 2>>
fat ass cheeks,
<<else>>
petite ass,
<</if>>
for the sake of “being thorough.” You then move forward, covering the parts of her belly you can reach from behind and taking special care to
<<if ($activeSlave.boobs >= 20000)>>
massage the soft butter into every inch of her colossal tits, noting with satisfaction as her distant nipples,stuck on the other side of the doorway with the bulk of her room filling breasts, harden with arousal.
<<elseif ($activeSlave.boobs >= 12000)>>
massage the soft butter into her massive tits as they push up between the arch of the doorway and her bulging belly. You note with satisfaction as her nipples harden with arousal.
<<elseif ($activeSlave.boobs >= 7000)>>
massage the soft butter into her monstrous tits, enjoying the struggle it takes to heft each butterslick, glistening watermelon with both hands. You note with satisfaction as her nipples harden with arousal.
<<elseif ($activeSlave.boobs >= 3000)>>
massage the soft butter into each of her huge, headsized tits. Your slave cranes her head back a bit to avoid being smothered by her own breasts as you work the butter into them, but you can tell she’s aroused by what you’re doing--her nipples have turned hard as rocks.
<<elseif ($activeSlave.boobsImplant > 250)>>
massage the soft butter into her fat, fake titties, noting with satisfaction as her nipples harden with arousal.
<<elseif ($activeSlave.boobs >= 650)>>
massage the soft butter into her big tits, noting with satisfaction as her nipples harden with arousal.
<<elseif ($activeSlave.boobs >= 300)>>
massage the soft butter into her small, girlish chest, noting with satisfaction as her nipples harden with arousal.
<</if>>
<br><br>
Satisfied with your covering of your slave’s back half, you then resolve to work on her front. Getting down on your hands and knees, you crawl through the narrow triangle of space between the base of your slave’s massive belly, the floor, and the doorway. It’s a tight squeeze, and you take longer than you need to in order to enjoy the sound of your slave groaning as you squeeze up against her sweaty, buttered up belly, but you eventually make it through. Taking generous handfuls of butter, you slick up the front half of your slave’s stomach, starting at the flattened nub of her pressure obliterated belly button and slowly working your way up to the round oval of baby packed flesh being constricted by the doorway.
<br><br>
With your slave’s body dripping with the thick moisturizer, you call out to her to start pulling her belly through the doorway, pushing your body up against her stomach to help push. You didn’t bother to strip your clothes while buttering her body and, as you crush up against her and heave, again and again, against the sheer mass of her abdomen, you can’t help but get aroused by the way your greasy clothes rub between your body and hers with each motion. At first, her belly is so firmly lodged that it doesn’t move, but momentum eventually builds up and, with an audible “pop,” the poor baby laden breeder finally breaks free from her containment, falling onto her back and pulling you with her into an absurd, buttery mass of flailing limbs and giggles. You take some time to flip her into a position where she won’t be crushed by the weight of her own womb, and then take some more time to enjoy the fruits of your labors.
<br><br>
Once finished, you allow your servants to carry your @@.hotpink;thoroughly satisfied slave@@ to the baths and instruct them to continuously expand the doorway, as necessary, to attempt to prevent her getting stuck again.