Jennifer blinked a few times as she pensively looked down at herself. The horror donning on her as she was met once again with a bulging stomach, it looked huge on her, she couldn't see over it even as she lifted her neck. She tried to sit up but was unable too, resting on her elbows she panted as she could already feel herself sweating. She looked around scared, she didn't know what was happening. Jennifer tried to roll herself to stand up but still was unable too. She was simply too tiny to manage her baby belly. Jennifer could feel herself wetting herself from the pressure, the compressed bladder did nothing to help her habits. Jennifer grunted as she pulled herself back to the wall to use it to push herself onto her knees. She could feel her stomach touching the floor still as her legs were forced wide. Jennifer winced at herself, this was horrible, unbearable, and kinda hot. No! Jennifer shook her head, not that last thing, she didn't need that. But the idea wormed itself in like a catchy song, even though she forced it to the back of her head. Jennifer was able to get herself standing, but the weight of a baby nearly a fourth of her own made moving rough. Each step felt like a mile, her back arched from the weight as she used one hand to balance herself on the wall and the other trying to hold her stomach.
Waddling to the bathroom yet again she couldn't risk climbing the sink. She was forced to only see her face, it seemed older, her chest pushing out what it could manage with a kid on the way. Her face seemed rougher, old makeup blotted her eyes and her hair was dyed black now, she resembled a mini-me of her mother, lacking any piercings and of course the cute clothes. No, just clothes. Jennifer shook her head again, just normal clothes....well they were kinda cute Jennifer conceded. Jennifer stumbled backwards as she lost her balance, slamming into the bathroom wall as she slid down on her bare ass to the cold laminate floor. Jennifer groaned as the bathroom door opened to reveal Sylvia. Unfortunately it seemed the pattern continued as she barely looked any different, still sixteen years old, her clothes however taking on a much more disheveled look, one kneesock was crumpled up down around her calf, her shirt was ripped to reveal her midriff and her whole outfit was stained with sexual activies past. "Jen...ouch." Sylvia grunted. Jennifer looked worried on how Sylvia's attitude had shifted, or rather disappeared, her mind must have been fading away beyond simply a bimbo, and she was scared to open her own mouth in fear of how she herself sounded too. Sylvia helped Jennifer up, leading her out to the living room. Mary laid on the floor, a vibrator buzzing between her legs as she looked up at the pair. "Syl and Jen! So happy to see you." Her sentence was interrupted by an orgasm as Mary moaned and bucked her hips. "Happy to see you, daddies be here soon." Mary said in stunted words as she returned to her pleasure. Jennifer felt lightheaded by everything, This couldn't get any worse than this, a thought that only seemed to question fate itself. Luci sat in the peripheral of Jennifer's vision, just in the corner of her eye. The tiny succubus now too was overtly pregnant, she coyly teased Jennifer by acting like she had a hard time walking with her stomach before manifesting herself yet again having sex and forming lewd gestures with her tongue. Jennifer was wary, she had trusted this side of her before, and it only got worse, now the figure seemed bigger, more powerful, more dominate. If she let this continue maybe the roles would be reverse? Jen shook her head, she wouldn't become a whore's apparition, the last sliver of sanity in a unending line of bukkakes. Jennifer looked around worriedly, what could she even do to change this? Did she even want too?