Hypno (Patreon)

Jenna blinked at the swirling screen in front of her, the phrase "EAT UNTIL YOU BURST" pulling her into a trance. The empty gray room hummed faintly, the sterile air pressing against her skin. She sat on a dark gray love seat, her legs tucked under her as she obediently sucked on the long, clear tube dangling from the ceiling. A thick, sugary cream flowed through it, smooth and endless, filling her mouth in steady streams.

Her pale face was slack, her dazed eyes fixated on the spiraling colors of the television screen. She didn’t think to question where she was or why she was here. She only swallowed, over and over, feeling the warmth of the cream settle in her stomach.

Her belly, already round and heavy, began to grow. It stretched taut over her lap, forcing her arms to rest awkwardly to her sides. The more she drank, the larger it became, pressing insistently against her thighs. Jenna didn’t notice; the soothing voice in her head murmured reassurance: Just a little more till you pop... It feels so good. 

She drank. The cream flowed.

The spiraling screen seemed brighter now, though it was harder to see over the curve of her stomach. Jenna's belly surged forward, the skin tightening as her body expanded. It pressed against the edges of the loveseat, and still, the tube delivered its unrelenting load. Her skin began to turn pink, faint lines of veins visible just under the surface.

The weight became unbearable, and a faint prickle of awareness fought through her foggy mind. Her belly had grown so large it touched the floor, covering the television. She blinked rapidly, her trance fading.

“What—” she started, her voice thick with confusion.

Her eyes darted down at her enormous stomach. Panic flickered across her face. The tube slipped from her lips, and she groaned, clutching at the sides of her distended belly.

“Oh god,” she gasped, her voice barely above a whisper. “I’m so full...” She winced as her skin stretched even tighter, the sensation toeing the line between pleasure and pain. “What did I do?!”

She tried to shift, but the sheer size of her belly pinned her in place. Her cheeks flushed with embarrassment and alarm. Her mind raced, piecing together fragmented memories.

The spiral. The cream. The...room?

Then, a sound broke through her thoughts.

Laughter... Endless Laughter.