My Strange Desire

By

Portly Robust

Part 1

I was a weird child and, am so as an adult. I have this desire to fill my body as full as I can possibly get it, with as heavy a substance as I can find. It all started when I was a little girl. My stepfather began abusing me when I was only 3 years old. Nothing real bad at first, just enough that I learned that this was a normal thing. By the time I was 5, he was poking large dildos up into my tight little pussy.

When I was around 8, he began to fill me with liquids. He would fill my bowels and fill my womb. When I was almost 9, he began to make me drink thick chocolate drinks until I could hold no more in my roundly stretched belly. Then he would fill my bowels and or womb as full as he could get them before I screamed in pain.

I was now 10 and 5'4" tall. I had begun to grow tits and become kinda fleshy elsewhere. Moreover, becoming a women. I weighed 125 pounds, curves here and there but my belly was just huge. It looked like I was pregnant all the time and when he would get done poring liquids into me, I was so large I looked like I would burst any moment. Strange though, I liked the feeling of my belly being filled to that point. I hated the feeling of anything in my ass.

By the time I was 11 years old I could drink over a gallon of milk all at once. I remember one evening he wanted to have some fun with me and before I was allowed to drink anything he made me lye down on the bead and he shoved 8 or 10 pool balls into my pussy. I could feel them pack up inside of me and it made me wet for the umpteenth time. I actually asked him to keep on putting them in. They were a bit difficult to get in at first but when the went, they went home and stayed their. He put all 15 balls into my pussy that night and let me tell you I felt stuffed and stretched. My lower belly was huge and had bumps all over it from where the balls pushed on my skin from the inside. They were heavy too, It was easy for me to walk around and that's when I had this erg to go drink milk until I couldn't force any more down into my belly.

I did just that, easily finishing the first gallon and started on the second. When I put the nearly empty container down, I held my bloated belly and belched. I had to have more inside of me. I just had to. I have no idea what made me feel this way, I just knew that I had to get bigger, having my belly become as big as it could, and as quickly as I could get it there. I looked all around the kitchen for something to drink and found nothing. Then it dawned on me.

The kitchen faucet had a hose and brush on it. I could turn on the water and start the hose part up and take the brush off. I removed the brush so just the hose could go into my eager mouth. I cranked on the water. I placed the hose in my mouth and pulled the lever starting the flood of water out of the hose. I was unable to keep up with the flow of water and almost gagged, leaning forward quickly as you would in a gag reflux. I some how jammed the hose down into my throat. No swallowing needed now. The water flowed quickly into my belly filling it, and stretching it, so fast that I all but panicked.

Not too long after that, I began to feel the pain that sometimes goes along with packing too much into my belly. I let the water flow as long as I could, and just let the pain grow to a point that I had never felt before. I pulled the hose from my mouth and shut off the water. I looked down at my body and was absolutely amazed. I was so big, and so round, that I could have had another person all balled up inside of my belly. Well maybe not, but you get the idea. Remember I was only 11 years old at the time.

My stepfather watched the whole thing and he began to hug me and kiss me and play with my body, which is a normal thing to do, right? Any way, it was tough for me to walk around, but I had to know how heavy I was. I weighed in at over 150 pounds. 152 to be exact. In a mater of less than an hour, we had packed my little body with 27 pounds of stuff that would not normally be there. I loved the full feeling and the quickly added weight. Even more so, I loved how big my belly would get.

Well, we had a little trouble getting the pool balls out of my pussy until he squirted half a bottle of baby oil up in there. It was funny. They came popping out like cannon balls. I could feel them about to slide out and I would push, and pop, one or two would fly out onto the floor. He liked putting the pool balls up inside of me, and I liked the feeling as well. In fact I liked having things stuffed into my pussy so much that by the time I was 12, I began to use al kinds of things. One time I was able to shove 9 lemons up in there. They really filled me up and pushed my belly out nicely, but they weren't heavy enough to make me wet.

I lived by the train yards and trains use huge steel ball bearings. I asked one of the guys working their if he had any. He told me that he would see if he could find some and came back with a bucket full of them. They are about the size of a hard ball and each one of them weighs almost 6 pounds. The bucket was full of them and I had a hard time getting home with them. I washed and washed until they shined.

I wanted to see if I could stuff some of them into my pussy before my stepfather got home. The first one didn't want to go, until I smeared a little baby oil on it. I pushed and pushed until it finally popped inside of me. It was cold and heavy and I knew I didn't want any more of them in there until they had warmed up. I took everything into the bathroom and got into the tub. As I was walking around I could feel the one inside moving around. It began to make me wet.

In the hot tub, with a dozen or more ball bearings all warmed up, I then started to push the next one in. It slid in ok but was still took a little work. I ended up cramming 15 of the ball bearings into my paunchy pussy. My belly had swollen to its usual fat self and I sat in the tub rubbing my now rounded belly. I moved around in the tub and felt the weight of the balls moving inside of me. I had a climax or two right then and there. After a bit, I warmed the water up and thought to my self, "I can probably get even more in side of me if I try. I don't hurt yet so I can surly stretch out even more." So I went to the task of stuffing three more ball bearings into my hot wet pussy. I was tough, I will admit, and the last one didn't really want to go in there. Once it was in there my strong pussy muscles closed up around it and I could feel them move deeper inside of me.

My belly bas really big and a little bumpy but I just loved the full fat feeling. I rubbed my self and climaxed over and over until the water in the tub had become cool. I decided to get out and dry off, then maybe go mix up a gallon of chocolate milk. I sat up and tried to get out of the tub. I all but couldn't. It took every muscle in my thick legs to lift myself out of the tub. I was so heavy I couldn't believe it. I didn't feel that heavy in the tub. Any way, I had a hard time walking and with every step the ball bearings moved around inside of me almost knocking me off balance. I soon began to master the new weight and walked into the kitchen holding my heavy bloated lower belly. That's when I thought to myself, "I wonder how much I weigh now?" Walking back to the bathroom and stepped up on the scale. It spun around and stopped in or around the area of 240 pounds. "I only weigh 135, not well over 200,,, oh yea,, the steel ball bearings,, Oh well at least I will drop the weight when I pop them out. I'm thirsty."

I walked into the kitchen and mixed up a gallon of chocolate milk. I was almost finished with it when he walked in and saw me. He loved his little girl and he loved to blow her body up to huge proportions. He looked at my heavy bloated body and said, "That's a good start honey, lets see if we can't top you’re all time size." Hell I already outweighed my all time weight by almost 75 pounds, and he wants to see if I can get even bigger? "Well daddy, I guess so, you know I love it but I am already as heavy as I want to get today." "That's ok honey, you will like it even more when we get done, I know you will. What do you have in here? It's so hard!" "Ball bearings daddy, Big ones." I took his hand and led him into the bathroom and pointed into the tub where there were 8 ball bearings left by the drain. He picked one up and said, "Holly Shit! How many of these things did you stuff up there?" "Too many daddy. I don't think I could fit any more inside of me and still stand. I think it is about 17 or 18 of them." "Fuck,,, that's over a hundred pounds, and you are able to keep them tucked up in there and stand too. Baby, we can do better than that."

He led me to the bedroom and I lay down on the bed, belly up. He said, "No, no, no honey, remember, roll over and get on you hands and knees." My belly hung below me like a huge ball of flesh. I could feel the weight of the ball bearings pulling my belly toward the bed. He spread my legs and told me to put my elbows on the bed and my face on the pillow. I did and he began shoving the rest of the ball bearings in to my over packed and badly stretched pussy.

My belly grew so large that it was hard for me to stay in that position, so I raised up and sat back with my fat lower belly cradled between my healthy legs and resting on my big shapely calves. Before I knew what hit me he had brought me a gallon of milk and ordered me to drink it. I complied with out hesitation. My whole belly expanded greatly and I finished it in no time. He handed me another and told me to drink until I hurt so badly that I thought I was going to die. I did so, and was almost able to finish off this gallon also. I was so big now that I knew, if I moved, I would surly burst wide open.

I had 175 pounds of added weight in my little, fat bellied body and now for the first time he wanted to fuck me. I am 12 now, remember. He greased up his long fat dick and ordered me to raise forward. I got back into a kinda doggie position, as I couldn't really lean forward much less move anyway. He slid under me from the rear and jammed his big prick into my ass, as far as he could get it. He grabbed my huge tight belly and pulled me back and down on his had fat pud jamming it all the way up my ass. He began to pump, well kinda bounce cause I wasn't going anywhere. His motion became more intense and I began to bounce along with him. The feelings were wonderful and before long I had a climax of all climaxes. It made me go off balance and I fell back right on to my stepfather.

He said nothing and I just lay there while the feeling raged through my body. The next thing I knew, I was waking up and was still in the same position. My stepfather was just as lifeless as I was and I really thought nothing about it. I managed to get down off the bed and into the bathroom. I was so heavy I could hardly hold myself up with my legs and arms. I went to the process of popping all the ball bearings out of my pussy. After that I showered and toweled off admiring my still full round shape. I went back into the bedroom and found my stepfather to be dead. I called police. I guess I will tell you all about it next time.

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