jake-extreme

Warning:  Contains descriptions of temporary transformation into an inanimate object, as well as temporary mental changes.  If such things make you uncomfortable, do not read this story. Cam closed the door to his room.  It had been a long day at work, and he was feeling pretty exhausted.  He was about to just flop down on his bed and go straight to sleep, when he saw a small envelope on his pillow, with his name on it.  Curious, he opened it up to take a look.  Inside was a letter. “Happy Birthday, Cam!  Hope you’re ready for a big surprise for you and your guests.” It was a pretty odd message.  One of his family coul

You lay there, spread-eagled, in the centre of the bed. Pinned beneath the weight of your monstrously swollen stomach. Everything you feel is a form of pain - the aching of you cheeks from the clamps, the rawness in your throat from the feeding tube, the agony of your bloated belly, the searing of your skin from being so grossly overstretched. With shaky hands, you touch your stomach. It's hard as a rock, smooth as a boulder. The skin is warm and tingles when your fingers brush against it. A sound - something between a pained groan and terrified whimper - escapes your dry lips. It was not supposed to go this far. When you agreed to let them