Chapter #4Jan's woes by: Unknown Jan enters the employee lounge of the Cream Factory where she works. Tired and hungry, she lights up when she she's a full, untouched carton of rich chocolate doughnuts.
"How nice." she thinks to herself. She was out the door so fast this morning she didn't even get a chance to eat some much as a breakfast bar. "Guess it pays to arrive early." She reaches in and plucks herself the biggest, fattest one of the bunch.
She brings it to her mouth. "MMmmmmpphhhmmMMmmnnm..." Heavenly. She goes ahead and shoves the rest of the thing into her mouth. Her cheeks puff out, her mouth full of rich, soggy pastry. She smacks her sticky, chocolate-laden lips and turns to the coffepot...
It's empty! "Damn. I'll have to make a fresh pot."
The intercom in the room suddenly blares. "Emergency! Safety Inspector to ground floor. Safety Inspector to ground floor."
Drat.
There's no time. If Jan doesn't get down there right away she'll be fired. Jan has no choice but to run downstairs to the creamery with her mouth stuffed with a thick wad of doughnut remains. She hastily wipes her sticky lips with a napkin and runs outside and down the catwalk stairs to the ground floor.
Tim her manager is waiting. "Sorry to interupt your break, Jan. We just noticed a loose valve on machine "A". If you could go in and tighten it for me and Max we'd be real thankful."
Jan can only gag and mumble an affirmative reply. She runs over to the nearby bottling machine. Her eyes roll up in her head as she feels to sickly sweet chocolate in her gullet cause her head to swim. If only she had had time to wash it down...
Jan runs over to machine "A" and lifts her foot over the railing, climbing over and into the gigantic bottling machine. From here no one can see her between the treadmill carrying bottles and the various mechanisms.
Jan look up at the row of spouts above the bottles at eye-level. Yup. Tim was right. One valve is slightly loose and has stopped spouting cream. Gleaming white droplets drip slowly ooze out of the shiny black spout and onto the treadmill below.
Jan's eyes follow the plump droplets as they plummet one after another and splatter in front of her. The doughnut remains are still crammed between her cheeks are now saturated with saliva and becoming a slimy mush. She licks her slimy lips with her tongue. No one's looking. She could easily lean over and drink a just little bit of coo, sweet cream from the unguarded spout...
She reaches one hand onto the valve to balance herself has she leans over the treadmill. The weight of her body pushes onto the hand, which in turn causes the valve to turn slightly and tighten back into place...
Jan then bends over and aims her mouth toward the valve, which continues to slowly drip away. Her lips quiver in anticipation and part open, wrapping themselves around the bulky valve. Despite the sanitation issues, Jan plunges her tongue deep into the valve's black hole, wiggling it around inside to get at any stray drops of the milky nectar...
On the other side of the factory, Tim looks at the readings on his control panel. "Valve's tightened. Okay everybody, I'm turning her back on!" she shouts. He slams his palm onto the big red button marked "A".
All at once the gear and rotors surrouding Jan roar into action. Little blunt teeth spring out of the valve she's drinking from and clamp hard onto her lips! Jan tries to scream and attempts to pry the clamps off her face, but they are firmly pressed onto her mouth! She can't get free.
Jan's eyes are wide with terror. The bottles on the treadmill run into her body and fall to the ground, shattering one after another. But no one can hear it over the whir of the gigantic machine.
Jan cries as loud as she can and grabs onto the mixer above the valve, desperately trying to push herself away.
Suddenly she feels a firm hose sprout from the valve's hole and shoot into her throat cavity. The mixer begins to shake...
Jan flails her arms and legs all around and screams, trying to be heard over the diabolical cream machine, but to no avail. The valve in her mouth vibrates wildly from an extreme pressure, and suddenly...
A powerful stream of white creme is fired into Jan's mouth! In less than a second Jan's cheeks bulge out farther than they ever have before, already pushed beyond capacity by the violent spray of creme. Her gag reflex springs into action and she swallows. The steady flow spills into her throat faster than she can gulp down, and soon she is unable to even slow the creme's descent into her eshophagas.
Sharp squirts of milkly liquid fire out of Jan's nostrils as white tears flow out of her eyes. She can actually feel her stomach begin to bloat and groan as the unrelenting torrent of creamer stretches it past it's maximum capacity. Jan is now completely helpess, unable even to cry for help, as she writhes in pain and watches her belly begin to push out from under her blouse...
POP!
The middle button on her blouse pops off and flys into space. Then another one.
POP!
Jan looks down in horror and watches the skin of her midsection quickly begins to bulge out from under her blouse and swell like an orb. Her entire belly sway from side to side as the rushing flow of cream jostles it around like it's a water cooler being filled.
POP!
POP!
POPPOPPOPPOPPOP!!
The buttons on Jan's blouse fly off in rapid succession like popcorn popping. Her swelling belly flops down past her waist and hangs fully exposed, veins bulging out from under the skin in an absurd fashion. Jan looks like she's ten months pregnant, and her belly continues to inflate. Stretch marks crawl up and around the smooth expanding surface like cracks on a crumbling foundation.
Jan's breasts are filling, too. They slide out and over the sides of her swinging stomach, more wobbly and jiggly than before. Her puffy nipples have tripled in size and are a dark purple. Narrow streams of creamer leak out of them and down her belly like two garden hoses that aren't entirely turned off. In a matter of seconds Jan's breast size has gone from an A to a double-d, and they continue to grow along with her belly, filling to the brim with sloshing cream and gradually enlarging and hanging further off of her.
Jan cannot believe how painful this experience is. She tries again to wave her arms in the air, but the weight of her body is now so immense that any movement she makes puts a severe strain on her muscles. They feel like they're about to tear themselves apart at any second.
Jan's belly does not slow itself in it's rapid growth. It's continues to stretch and expand away from the rest of Jan's body to an impossible degree. Jan can't bear much more of this. Her belly is outstretched so far from her head it's quintupled her overall size. The skin is spread so thin that there's barely any bare flesh left that isn't webbed in stretch marks or veins. Jan's eyes roll up again, she feels that her belly has reached it's maximum capacity, and she prepares for the end... | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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