Runner-Up

“S-She….. She….”

“Popped….”

The astonished softball team stood, looking in unison from Bree, to where Jill had blown, then to the girl who had delivered the finishing ingredient.

“I.. I’m sorry! Oh my God I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to… I mean she wasn’t supposed to… It was all so quick and she just…”

“Popped….” repeated the first girl.

A few girls began to snap out of their trances and wildly swatted and swiped at the chunks of partially digested food and Jill juice that was all over their hair and skin.

“Oh my GOD!!!”

“Ewwww this is so GROSS!!!”

“Ahh! Get her off of me!!!”

As the more, sensitive, girls attempted to wipe themselves clean, the more curious ones stumbled over to Bree. The poor lass was still packed full from her showdown with Jill, and she could barely keep herself awake enough to realize what was going on. “Guys..? Hey.. Where’s Jilly?” she wasn’t even aware that her friend had just busted all over the room like a dropped watermelon. Some of the others slowly (and cautiously, due to fear of Bree going off as well..) approached their bloated comrade.

“Uh, Bree.. Jill, she uh.. Well she kinda…”

“Popped….”

“Shhhh!! Idiot!!” they scolded.

Bree didn’t catch it. She simply stared from girl to girl with a blank, tired gaze. “God I feel full you guys… And sticky for some reason.. I feel gross…”

“Yeah…” a girl leaned forward and wiped some Jill off of Bree’s tummy. Bree only burped slightly and tilted her head back. Meanwhile, a girl in the crowd stood with her hand on her chin, studying Bree. Her name was Lauren. She admired Bree’s… vulnerable form. See, Lauren had never been very friendly towards either Jill or Bree. She knew they were two of the best, if not THE best players on the team. They also were, in her eyes, prettier and more liked. Lauren wasn’t ugly herself, a slender blonde girl. About 5’5’’, slightly above-average appearance. Bree, on the other hand, was an angel-faced doll. Slightly thicker than Jill (had been), and just around her height. Though, Bree sported shorter, dark brunette hair and calm, sweet, brown eyes. Bree did have a bit of a plumper chest than Jill, certainly much larger than Lauren’s. And Lauren watched enviously as Bree’s endowments rested against the top of her huge belly, heaving slowly up and down as she breathed.

“Hey, uh guys can we talk in a huddle real quick?” Lauren yelled as she rounded up the other girls, obviously excluding Bree. Then she leaned them all into a sport-team huddle, and spoke softly. “Ok, so you know how Jill and Bree are both like, totally sooo much better than the rest of us??”

“Yeah”

“Mhm”

“Yep”

She continued, “Ok, welllll…. One of them already won’t be a problem anymore, and the other is well on her way… If they both were outta the way, I really think the team would be like, so much more efficient right? So….” With a mischievous smirk, she nodded towards Bree. The others looked, then sighed and gave “Why not?” expressions.

The girls gave a quick “Team!” and threw their hands up in the air like before one of their games. Lauren noticed some of the employees of the restaurant looking curiously in their direction, and two of them had started walking towards the large mess. “Abby! Brit!” Lauren called to some of the girls. “Distract the audience please…?” The girls nodded and ran to intercept the two puzzled workers. Lauren then motioned for the others to stay quiet, and she snuck towards the kitchen in the back of the building. Noticing the chef had been drawn to the growing commotion outside, she creeped into the kitchen area, went straight to the sink, and smiled. “I knew they’d have something like this… hehehe..” She snickered to herself as she started to uncoil a large hose that was attached to the sink to fill mop buckets and the like with water.

Lauren slinked her way back out of the kitchen, grasping the hose nozzle in her hands. When she arrived back at the table with the other girls, she noticed them gathered around Bree. “What are you guys doing?” she asked. The troop of girls giggled and un-huddled from around their disabled comrade.

“We’re just feeding Bree a little more”

“Yeah, she looked hungry.. haha!”

“Feel her, she’s sooo full!”

The girls had been force feeding Bree slice after slice of the remaining pizza from the contest. And it showed. Bree’s massive girth now swelled out in front of her about 5ft, and it was perfectly round. It glistened with sticky sweat, and when the girls patted and rubbed it, it squeaked like a pool toy. “Ohhhhhhhhhhhh…..” Bree moaned. She had a look of complete discomfort on her face, and as she opened her eyes, she saw Lauren with the hose. “What’s… that.. for?” She managed to grunt.

“Welllll….” Lauren started out. She was distracted by the ruckus being caused by Abby and Brit, who were still arguing about something with the workers. More people had gathered now to see what was going on. “Honestly Bree,” she continued, “ Jill’s not here, because that dumb bitch ate and drank until she actually exploded!” Bree’s face turned to a look of complete horror, and she began to cry. Not only for her friend Jill, but also because she understood what the hose was for… Lauren went on, “So now, we’ve unanimously decided that it is in the best interests of the team if you were out of the picture as well.” She smiled an evil smile. “So I’ll tell you exactly what’s about to happen Bree.. I’m going to stick this hose in your mouth, and turn the water on, and me and the girls are gonna sit back, have some cold pizza, and watch you blow up until you go pop! Haha!” Bree tried to squirm and roll, but she was completely immobile due to her huge midsection. There was nothing she could do as Lauren leaned hard into Bree’s tight, swollen stomach, squeezed her heaving breasts, and then inserted the nozzle of the hose into Bree’s pouty lips.

“Go turn the water on!” Lauren shouted to one of the girls, who ducked low and hurried to the kitchen to flick on the faucet. A few moments later, as Lauren was giving Bree a goodbye kiss on the forehead, she felt a cool rush flowing between her legs. It was the water entering Bree’s over-packed belly. The sensation made Lauren flex and stretch in ecstasy, pushing her hips and crotch further into Bree’s massive form. Bree, on the other hand, was not enjoying the situation. The weight of Lauren’s athletic body on top of her huge, now growing stomach caused her body to bulge and stretch outwards, and between Laurens fit legs. Bree cried even harder from the pain, and winced when Lauren pushed off of her ballooning chest and slid down her belly. Bree’s whole body bobbed and wobbled, making sloshing sounds. It was working. The water was filling Bree up like a balloon. So much so, that not only her stomach was growing, but the water was also inflating her breasts, butt, thighs calves, arms, and cheeks. She looked like a cartoon, and the girls were stricken with laughter at the sight of her hugely bloated form! Lauren sat between two of the other girls, and while they were focused on cackling at Bree, she slipped her hands down the front of her pants to feel her panties. She was soaked from that short ride on Bree’s bulging belly. So she decided to just keep her hands where they were while enjoying the show. The other girls didn’t even notice anyway…

Bree was now enormous. The water pumped away at such a constant rate that her inflation was twice the speed of Jill’s. Her belly now groaned and squeaked as it approached 9ft in diameter. Her shirt no longer reached even the top of her gigantic orb of flesh, and was instead stuck underneath her two fat, bloated boobs, which were struggling to find room to grow inside the fabric. They had begun to bulge out of the neck hole of her shirt, but the fabric was thinning and ripping in the front and at seems, which exposed some shiny, white boob skin. Her butt was now pushing her up away from the seat below, and her pants were tearing at every seam and stitch trying to contain her gargantuan cheeks and thighs, a feat that proved to be nigh impossible. Her round calves were distended and smooth, leading down to her feet, which were now so big and swollen that they threatened to burst her softball cleats wide open. Her pudgy arms, limited in their mobility, tried to caress and sooth her aching body as it swelled, and grew, and stretched, and inflated in every direction. She still cried and cried, the tears rolling down her face and into the crack where her humorously bloated cheeks met with the tops of her chest that bulged out of her shirt. The girls’ laughter had started to die down as looks of worry and hesitation took the place of their mischievous smiles.

“Um.. Ya know I’m not really so sure about this guys…”

“Yeah, she looks like she’s gonna get even bigger still…”

“If she pops in here, we might like, drown!”

“I feel bad too.. Look at her crying. Is there any way we could still save her?”

Lauren panted at the girls while still petting herself, “No! We’re.. doing this! It’ll be.. fine!” The girls stopped talking and returned their attention to Bree. One girl biting her nails, another squinting and getting ready to cover her ears. Bree had grown nearly to the same size that had been Jill’s maximum. At this point, her monstrous belly rested on the floor, and loomed over the other girls, gurgling and churning. Signaling the inevitable with a loud, low, “crrrreeeeeeaaaaakkkkkk…..” The girls looked terrified, leaning away and cringing.

“Its gonna pop right in our faces!”

Bree’s beach ball-sized breasts were squeezing and bulging through the tattered remains of her shirt, which looked as if it was hugging them, trying to burst them. Her exposed nipples were trickling small streams of water, with an occasional spurt which would land on her belly.

“Eww.. Look at her tits! They’re huuuge!”

“And they’re leaking! Its just too much pressure! She’s gonna burst!”

Her butt and thighs now resembled and over-inflated air mattress. The weight of the water was pressing them out to her sides, and they gleamed in the light now that her pants had split clean open and exposed all of her delicate, over-expanded skin.

“Her ass is so big, I can’t believe she hasn’t crushed that seat yet..”

“ You could get lost in there.. haha!”

Her calves were so large now that they hit the floor, and bobbed back and forth when she tried to move. As the girls inspected them, they heard a straining noise coming from Bree’s feet. It was her sneakers. They could take no more of the pressure from her swollen feet, and exploded off of her in pieces! Her socks still remained, though, tearing up the sides and along the toes.

“Ew God, do you smell that!?”

“Whoo! She smells like sweat…”

“Who wants to try and give her a foot massage? Haha.. Just careful, if you press too hard those things’ll pop!”

Her face was nearly lost now, and there wasn’t a chance of her spitting the hose out, for it had become wedged in her mouth by her gigantic, full cheeks. “This is it…” Lauren thought to herself as she watched thick, red stretch marks cut across Bree’s body. “Here it goes, she’s gonna bust!” Bree was becoming all but transparent with how thin her skin was stretched. She throbbed and pulsed all over as her body was approaching imminent popping size. Lauren couldn’t help herself. She rubbed harder and harder over her sopping wet lips as Bree neared what was surely going to be her bursting point. She was bigger than Jill. Fuller than her too. Small holes began to trickle water from every part of her body, and her belly button popped out like an oven timer. Lauren was on the verge of an orgasm.. “Here... she… goes!...”

“CRRREEAAAKKKKKKK…..”

The girls suddenly sounded confused. Lauren opened her eyes to see Bree still intact. She was right on the edge, ready to blow in every sense of the word, trickling water from everywhere, balling her eyes out… But she didn’t go boom. Lauren noticed a small group of air bubbles bubbling from the end of the hose, which was barely visible through Bree’s over-stretched hide. “What the hell??” Lauren was confused. She heard shouting and swearing coming from the group in the background. One of the workers was walking over now. The chef came out of the kitchen, holding the detached hose in his hand. “This isn’t good.” thought Lauren. She panicked for a second, look from puzzled girl to puzzled girl, and screamed. “I was so close! Dammit!” And then, in a fit of insanity, she ran towards Bree, leapt onto her enormous stomach, and went to town. “Fine! Then I’m just gonna hump your gigantic, fat tummy ‘till you pop you big fat balloon!” Bree whimpered as Lauren rode hard into her drum-tight flesh, clawing and grabbing at the sweaty skin. Thrusting up and down and up and down, causing Bree’s body to slosh and squeak and groan. She reached up and squeezed Bree’s almost weather balloon-sized boobs, fondling them and rubbing her stretched, leaking nipples. Bree moaned in the only pleasure she could possibly get out of the situation. However, even with all of Laurens riding and humping and squeezing and pinching, Bree would not detonate. “Why.. won’t.. you.. just.. burst.. already..?!?” Lauren shouted while approaching orgasm.

“I wonder which one’s gonna “blow” first..? heh”

“Who woulda thought she was gay? Haha!”

“Looks like two people here are ready to.. explode!”

The comments only made Lauren try even harder. She rode and rode and rode, making Bree’s poor belly bulge further and further in every direction, including around Lauren’s crotch. Finally, after all this, Lauren came. She moaned at the top of her lungs as her warm juice ran down Bree’s ready-to-bust belly. Lauren sighed and laid down, hugging Bree tight. “Fine then… We’ll just do it the easy way.. hehe” Suddenly, Lauren drew out a knife she’d grabbed when she was in the kitchen. Bree’s eyes widened and she made a muffled “Nmmfff!!” Lauren laughed and everyone in the restaurant gasped as she slowly brought the knife down, and gently poked Bree right in her huge belly….

KAAAAABOOOOOOSSSSSSHHHHHHH!!!!!

A loud, wet bang was heard, and the restaurant was instantly flooded. Pieces of pizza and girl floated about in the water, and Lauren was blown to the ceiling, and then to the floor. She fell right into a pile of skin and half digested food. The others were washed clean out of the building, covered in the mess that was once Jill, and Bree.

Looks like Poplarville’s gonna need some new star players…

-The End