Gemma applied her make-up, following all necessary preparation steps to make sure she looked nice and pretty for the party. Well, the make-up was just the icing on the cake. Gemma was naturally pretty, straight blonde hair, smooth thin face with soft plump lips, and shimmering blue eyes, twinkling in every light that met them. She had an adorable hourglass body, large hefty DD breasts, a flat midsection with flaring curvaceous hips, nice toned thighs and a round shapely rear which on tonight’s occasion, she was going to cover it with tight denim jeans to give the lads a treat for the eye.
Gemma strolled out of the bathroom, and put a top on. She decided to put her favourite one on, a tight pink tank top. Gemma hefted her boobs up and looked at herself from a side perspective, then a rear one. She pulled her jeans up, grunting as her pink panties gave her a slight wedgie. After sorting this out she smirked and considered herself done. Gemma was rather a curious girl and couldn’t help but to do things people told her not to do, such as the time her friend Simon told her not to tamper with his new car. He ended up at the car shop a day later.
Gemma heard a car horn outside. She grinned, grabbed her handbag and ushered out of the house, smiling and waving at her friend Kelly. Gemma hopped in the car and being two typical 20 year olds began to natter.
“Ooh, nice top Gemma, that’ll show them boys who’s boss!” Kelly chuckled as Gemma was pulling her top down slightly.
“Haha, tell me about it” Gemma replied with a sheepish smirk, Kelly’s remark making her blush slightly, “It’s a good job I found these jeans too, I wanted to give the lads more of a treat tonight” Gemma added. Kelly envied Gemma, as close friends they can be, Kelly envied her boob size, her butt, everything about Gemma was so much better than Kelly. A similar incident arose about Gemma, but with a girl similar to Kelly but was arch-rivals with Gemma; her name was Rachael, a famous scientist. They hated the guts off each other and together would always kick off an argument which often leads to a fight. Kelly drove for a good 10 minutes before pulling up outside Simon’s house, a nice big house, not far off from a mansion but not quite the style. Simon was a very busy man, hard working but still found the time to have fun with his friends. Today was his day off, he didn’t get many, but considering he hasn’t seen his friends recently he’d decided to throw a party. Gemma hopped out of the car, the sound of dance music travelling through the air. Simon was standing at the doorway and grinned as Gemma scuttled up to him, grinning all the way. Gemma gave Simon a friendly hug and said
“Hey! Thanks so much for inviting me”. Simon just smiled and said,
“Thank you for coming. I wouldn’t miss out on my best friend now would I?”, the two smiling at each other. Gemma had a crush on Simon; she admired his handsome face and big muscles, not too big though, slick short black hair. Kelly walked over and said,
“Hey Simon, glad to see you again. Mind if I pop in, forgot to have the loo at home”. Simon just laughed and said,
“Yeah you should know where it is by now Kelly, nice to see you too by the way!” He called after her as she pelted upstairs. Simon looked back at Gemma, then said,
“Care to come in?” Gemma just laughed sheepishly, and made her way past Simon, placing her handbag on the table.
“The others will be here shortly. Just make yourself at home” Simon stated, Gemma rummaging through her handbag.
Simon looked her up and down and said before disappearing into the kitchen,
“You look nice tonight”. Gemma blushed slightly and grinned sheepishly, flicking her hair behind her ear.
As Simon guaranteed within the next twenty minutes the house began to fill with more guests, John, Simon’s second cousin, Paul, Rebecca… all of Gemma’s and Simon’s good friends were around, having good talks, dancing, having a great time. It was only ten minutes in since the party started that Gemma looked outside the window as a red Porsche pulled up outside. Gemma glared outside, and muttered to herself
“Rachael”. Surely enough, Gemma’s arch rival strolled up the driveway in knee-high leather boots, a tight miniskirt and a taut V-neck shirt, cutting off just underneath her boobs. As Simon opened the door to greet her in, Gemma leered at Rachael, who caught her gaze and just flicked her hair back in denial. Kelly walked over to Gemma and said,
“Don’t start getting into any arguments now; this is a time to have fun”. Gemma just nodded, not taking her eyes off Rachael as she hefted her boobs, flirting with Paul.
“I know. I won’t do anything” Gemma said, turning and continuing to talk with some of Simon’s friends.
Within the next half hour, Gemma had bumped into Rachael. The drunkenness began to perk up a bit now as everyone started to drink more and more. Gemma was feeling slightly tipsy as was Rachael, and now the argument kicked off.
“Nice top Gemma” Rachael started, “Makes you look like you woke up on the right side of the bed at least” she added, a couple of her girly friends giggling.
“Nice boots Rachael”, Gemma snarled, “At least it hides those knobbly knees”. The girls were now uproarious. Rachael glared at Gemma, as did Gemma glare at Rachael. Sensing a fight Kelly dragged Gemma way and said,
“What have I told you about talking to bitches”. Kelly pulled her onward, ignoring the
“Fuck you, flat-chested slag” remark from Rachael. Gemma couldn’t stand it. She hated Rachael so much and wanted anything to get at her, to show everyone she could take Rachael on anywhere, anytime.
Half an hour passed quicker, or at least seemed to, as people began to get drunker. Gemma and Rachael weren’t that particularly drunk but were drunker than before. Rachael purposely walked past Gemma but shoulder barged into her arrogantly. Gemma threw her glass on the nearby table and said,
“I’ve had just about enough of you, you ignorant slag! I’ve had it up to here” Gemma tapped her temple “and now I think we should duel whatever you want out right now, so I can prove I’m better than you!” Rachael smirked and said,
“Yes, yes, sure you can beat me in anything. But can you beat me at my new experimental game?” At these words Gemma raised an eyebrow, eyeing her suspiciously as Rachael rummaged through her handbag, pulling out two balls the size of a ping-pong ball.
“I’ll tell you the instructions, shall I? First, you pop one of these in your mouth. The saliva reacts with the chemicals on the balls producing an amazing amount of water. I won’t go into too much detail, you won’t understand dear” Rachael said, holding one of the balls to Gemma, who took it without a second thought.
“The water will instantly flow down your throat without needing to swallow, the one who can take the most water without bursting is the winner. Deal?” Rachael said, waving the ball around in her hand.
“Bring it” Gemma said. Kelly grabbed her as she put her bag down and said,
“Don’t you realize? Rachael has obviously been altered so her body can sustain more water than you. You’re like a bird in a cage”. Gemma just smirked as Rachael put her ball to her mouth, smirking, a large circle forming around the two. Gemma then said,
“Yep, I am. And I’m about to get out”.
Rachael without hesitation shoved the ball in her mouth. Gemma took a few hesitant seconds but shoved the ball straight in her mouth. The two just stared at each other for a while, playing around with the balls in their mouths, the crowd around silent as if waiting for something to happen. With a gurgle, Gemma’s cheeks swelled up first. Now Gemma realized there was no turning back, she couldn’t get the ball out of her mouth. A few seconds later Rachael’s cheeks filled with the water but she didn’t panic. Kelly thought for a minute, until saying,
“Look everyone sorry to interrupt but this could go really far. Let’s take this outside”. Everyone grumbled for a second or two but surely enough agreed with Kelly, and so everyone piled outside, Rachael and Gemma still in the middle. Gemma felt slightly bloated, and surely enough, her once flat stomach began to bulge out between her tank top and jeans, her sides slightly expanding as water gushed into them. Gemma’s thighs began to fatten in their tight clothing, her ass bulging out like two water balloons underneath her tight denims. Rachael felt the full impact as her breasts began to round out, surging forward and her tummy slightly expanding too. From the looks of things Gemma’s lower half was growing quicker than the top half and Rachael’s top half was growing quicker than her bottom half. Gemma began to muffle as her leather boots began to tear under her jeans, her fattening calves pushing them apart. Her belt was too weak and so snapped the buckle, the entire thing falling to the floor. Rachael’s tummy had caught up quite a bit now, and her mini skirt suffered as her thighs rounded and her butt grew underneath it, her nipples protruding from the centre of her breasts under her top. Gemma’s breasts now began to fill slightly, her sides pushing her tank top up slightly, and her jeans down, her midsection growing and rounding, her navel rolled out and the button on the front of her jeans popped off. Rachael’s extremely tight top instantly split seams down the sides and ripped off in two, exposing her white bra, which cupped her two gigantic water filled breasts as they pushed out over the top of it. Her mini skirt began to creak as her hips, thighs and butt pushed it to its limit. Gemma groaned slightly as her breasts swelled, now reaching the size of fully inflated beach balls, her tank top getting pushed right up now, getting stuck on her breasts before sliding over them. Gemma’s arms filled and stuck out in the air, her thighs so fat they now began to push her legs sideways so she looked like a star. Rachael shook her head slowly as she felt the pressure hitting her hard on her breasts, which now pushed out over the top and underneath her bra, which was groaning and shaking violently. Her arms were already pumped with water and were pushed out, her mini skirt shredded exposing her white panties. Gemma’s fat legs began to shrink, sinking back into her growing butt. Gemma looked like a huge pear, with her breasts still growing but her hips, butt and thighs fat and rounded. Which one pop, a seam broke from the middle seam of her jeans. Then came a loud rip and her pink panties were exposed, riding up the crack of her ass. Her whole jeans shredded as her thighs pushed them apart, her tank top ripped apart and her arms began to get pulled in by her billowing globe of a body. Gemma’s purple lacy bra began to strain already, being too small for a start. Rachael’s bra had had enough, and burst, allowing her huge breasts to roll out, her nipples popping up large and stiff. Gemma’s legs were now absorbed so much it was just her feet left, she uncontrollably rolled forward and onto her breasts, the impact pushing her boobs out and exploding her bra, her nipples spraying out water on the impact. Rachael too fell forward so the two were now facing each other, although they had to look up. Rachael’s round head began to get absorbed by her still growing body, Gemma looking like a huge globe, her butt bigger than anything else, and Rachael’s tummy was gigantic. They were both about the size of a parade balloon now; the crowd had to move several metres back to allow the girls to grow this big. Kelly sobbed as she heard a creak from Gemma. It was not her panties, but her. Gemma’s panties instantly gave in and burst, her butt so smooth and soft, and the crack arced smoothly. Rachael’s panties gave in shortly after, the two now glaring at each other. The lads were quite excited by what they were seeing, and so were grabbing Gemma’s ass and Rachael’s breasts in handfuls.
“NNNGGGHH” Gemma muffled, as her whole body absorbed her arms and feet, she was so much bigger than Rachael. Rachael clenched her fists and eyes shut, kicking her little feet, until SPLOOOSH.
Gemma opened her eyes, and saw nothing but a silver watch and shredded clothes on the floor where Rachael was, and a pool of water. Gemma smirked. She’d outdone Rachael but to the point where Rachael no longer existed. Kelly ran forward and put her hand in Gemma’s mouth, removing the ball of water and squeezing her boobs, water gushing out of her nipples and mouth. When Gemma was deflated more she still remained slightly sloshy but looked voluptuous, with flaring wide hips, even larger breasts and a much shapelier butt, which bulged now to add a shiny effect to it. Kelly covered Gemma in a towel as to stop the lads staring at her.
“Well” Gemma said, panting, “That party… was a blast!”