Labflation

It was nearly nine at night when Susan burst out of the laboratory. She stormed down the hallway and holed herself up in her office. She sat at her messy desk, teething and pulling at her hair. She hadn't gotten along with Cecelia since their first day in grad school, and she had been wearing away at Sue's nerves for years since. Tonight was the last straw.

Up until tonight, Cecelia had not been very proactive about their rivalry, but of course, a conflict over a boy could bring the worst in everyone. Since the beginning of their post-graduate education, Cal had been fawning over Cecelia, while Sue had been secretly nurturing an obsession over Cal. She knew it was petty, but as far as she was concerned, the two of them dating was nothing short of mutiny on his part and a below-the-belt shot on hers.

Well, no more, Sue decided, slamming on her desk and standing up. She didn't think she would ever want to use her partner's experiment for her own selfish, vengeful purposes, but she didn't feel she had a choice now. Of course, subconsciously she had planned out the whole thing for months. Walking over to her large closet, she entered a combination into a safe and allowed the door to swing open. She pulled out a small, stoppered vial of clear liquid, sighing deviously.

Moments later, she was hurrying down the hallway with the vial tucked away in the pocket of her lab coat. She had no intention of apologizing as she stormed back into the lab, where Cecelia was leaning over a pile of papers with her coffee and an energy bar. She looked up with a start, but didn't have time to say anything before Sue had crossed the length of the room and leaned over the desk, shouting in Cecelia's face, noticing and loathing her large, dark eyes and her perfect, curly brown hair. How she hated her!

Cecelia was too startled to catch most of what she said. It didn't even seem like Sue was making sense, she was just ranting madly. Suddenly, she flung her arm to the side and all of Celia's papers went fluttering to the floor. Cursing and shouting at Sue, she bent down and begin to gather and organize the fallen papers. Susan took the moment to empty the contents of the tiny vial into Cecelia's remaining coffee. Then, kicking the desk one more time, she stomped out of the lab. She smiled to herself; her work was done.

Cecelia arranged her documents in a neat pile on her desk, swearing under hre breath angrily. She never understood what Sue had against her, but she couldn't be bothered to worry about her. Calvin was going to meet her at the lab soon and then the two of them were going to a movie. Just thinking about spending time with him made her anger ebb.

Five minutes later, she couldn't focus on her work any longer. She had finished her coffee and snack, and Cal should be there any minute, so she decided to place the papers back in their file and call it a night. Besides, her stomach was starting to feel strange and was a constant distraction.

While she was waiting at her desk for Calvin, her stomach began to churn more and more. I must be hungrier than I realized, she thought to herself. But the rumblings from her stomach became worse quicker than she had ever felt before. She wasn't sure what could be causing the discomfort.

She checked her watch, thinking that Cal could drive her to a drug store before they caught their show. She went to rub her belly, hoping to sooth it, but immediately noticed something amiss. Looking down, she saw that her belly was bulging out slightly, pressing against the starchy fabric of her lab coat. Celia quickly undid the bottom buttons and pulled up her shirt, examining her belly with awe.

Her hand was resting underneath her new bulge, and she could feel a slow throb as her skin slowly expanded outwards. Her brain was panicked, but she must have been in shock because her body would not respond accordingly. All she could do was keep looking, curiously.

The swelling slowed down to a near halt, and Celia's brain finally kicked into gear. she got up from her chair and began hurrying around the lab, frantically looking for something, anything, that could answer her questions. Suddenly, she felt the churning sensation in her belly yet again, and looked down, anticipating the growth. Yet, for some reason, this time the sensation stopped without any growth that she could see. Her stomach became silent, and her breathing slowed down. Perhaps it was over, she dared to think.

But, of course, she thought wrong. In the next moment, she felt all of her clothing become tight on her body, as there seemed to be an explosion of pressure from within her. Her belly, breasts, and butt all ballooned outward, as her sleeves tightened around her arms, her pants around her legs. She let out a whimper, but before she could call for help, Calvin burst into the lab, smiling. his expression faltered as he took in the view before him.

He hurried over to Celia. "Oh my god, what happened?!" he asked, frantically.

"I don't know!" Celia cried, trying to hug him. Her clothes had become so tight, it was difficult to bend her arms. Her breasts were ballooning at a rapid pace, and buttons soon began to burst from her coat jacket, freeing them to expand at their own pace. Her blue blouse could only stretch so much, she knew. Her bra, which had been loose before, had slipped off early on, and Celia's erect nipples were clearly visible through the thin fabric.

"I...we have to get this coat off of you!" Cal shouted, hurrying around behind her. He was surprised to see that her ass was growing as well, pressing out against her slacks as if someone were inflating a beach ball in her pants. There was already a small tear in the fabric right in the middle of her cheeks. "Um...if you want to save these clothes, we may need to...remove them all."

"Yes, do whatever you need to, please!"

Cal quickly removed her lab coat and threw it to the side. Celia's torso was almost completely spherical, and her waist only remained because of her belt, which was creaking menacingly. Reaching around, Cal fiddled with the buckle, but wasn't able to pull it enough to take it off. Abandoning it, he grasped at her shirt, and slid it as quickly as he could up and over her upper body. Her belly came out fine, but her breasts were too massive at this point to get them easily out from the shirt. He leaned against her growing, supple flesh, and tried to pull and tug the shirt over the vast mounds, but to no avail.

Eventually, the shirt simply ripped, falling in tatters to the floor. Her newly freed breasts fell heavily on Cal, knocking him aside. He could not help but think he had never been so erotically assaulted. Almost immediately after her shirt had torn, her belt burst away from her body. Cal could see that his girlfriend was nearly completely spherical, her arms and legs slowly being absorbed into the mass of flesh. He rushed towards her, but as he approached, Cecelia began to slowly lose her balance.

She slowly began to tip over forward, unsteady from the extra weight of her breasts. Before Cal realized what was happening, she had rolled right onto him, and she let out a gasp.

To prevent her from falling on him directly, he put his hands out, and ended up clasped to both of her large, pink nipples. She rolled on him, pinning him to the floor, and he looked up into her face and saw her eyes looking upwards, unfocused. She was also biting his lip.

"Celia! Are...are you alright?"

"Oh..yes..." she said airily. "I'm...I'm fine..."

Cal was still curious, and decided to test his theory while he was in the perfect position to do so. He carefully and gently, tweaked his fingers, rubbing her sensitive nipples, and was proven correct by the following moan which escaped her lips.

"This...feels good?!" he asked in amazement.

Celia paused for a second, looking dreamy. "Yes, yes it does!" she exclaimed suddenly. "It does, and I don't know why it does, but the feeling is amazing, and everything is so...so sensitive to touch! god, what's wrong with me?!"

"Don't worry about it," Cal said calmly, sliding himself out from under her. "We can make the best out of a bad situation!" He knelt down before her and lifted her face in his hands, kissing her passionately. Once they finished, he rolled her off of her belly and onto her back, so her breasts rose huge before them, the only disturbance in Celia's perfectly spherical body. He leaned against her side and reached over, feeling around until he found her nipple, which he gently held onto and fondled. She began to moan loudly, extremely aroused by the massage.

Cal was quite turned on as well, and had been for awhile. At the moment he saw her inflated figure, he felt blood rush quickly to his crotch, and now, he couldn't wait any longer. He knew Cecelia also couldn't.

He quickly hurried around her body and began stroking her vagina with one hand, while he quickly undressed with his other. As soon as he was completely naked, he placed both hands on her ballooned flesh, and rammed his meat into her, harder and harder. He felt a ripple go up her body with every thrust, and heard her moans of delight from her end.

He clenched his fingers, unable to grab her taut skin. He came close to finishing, and began to grunt, continuously pounding away, faster and faster. Celia became louder and louder as well, and Cal soon felt her muscles tense up as her breathing became choppy and loud. The muscles in her vagina had repeatedly tensed, giving Cal all he needed come.

He flopped over her body, laying there and breathing heavily, and feeling her mass surge up and down beneath him.

"The best...of a bad situation..." he heard her say. the two of them began to laugh, and Cal circled around to his girlfriend's face. He leaned his back against her side, rubbing his finger gently over her skin and looking into Celia's eyes.

Suddenly, the door to the lab burst open, stealing their attention, and Sue stood there looking triumphant. That look, however, changed quickly into that of disbelief. "What the fuck is this?!" she shouted, looking insane. "What the fuck just happened?! Calvin, how could you DO this?? This...this isn't how it was supposed to be!!" she cried before running down the hall and out of sight.

The two of them just began laughing again, and Celia received another deep, passionate kiss from Cal as the door swung slowly shut.