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CM - Lulu's Growing Desires, Part 2

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Lulu arched out her back, lifting her ponderous swell from the tiled floor with an audible ‘huff.’  Taking stock of her situation, she once again wondered how something as simple as seeing what was in front of her could be taken for granted.  Her entire frontal view was nothing but blue breast flesh, towering over her head and piled on her massive egg-filled belly.  She lightly caressed the strained mass of her heaving udders, the skin as taut as her tummy. The poor things were unable to express their payload with her dress still hanging on for dear life, choking out the flow from her engorged teats.  She felt like she was bloated to her limit, and yet they still surged larger every morning seeking new weaknesses in her tattered bra of a dress.  Reaching down her side, she felt the wide curves of her new hips, her body preparing itself for the inevitable at a rapid pace.  Her wide thighs would be rippling with the muscle necessary to heave her bulk if it wasn’t for the thick layer of blubber coating her derrière.  Her cravings were fierce and always met and then surpassed by her devoted doctor’s prescribed diet, causing her once-slim hips to balloon outward almost matching the pace of her burgeoning breasts.  She pulled her stretching panties’ waistband out then let it snap back, giggling as it sent ripples through her rear. Like the rest of her increasingly fertile body, she couldn’t even begin to reach the entirety of her growing bottom, but was thankful for the counterweight it provided as she slowly waddled forward.  After a few slow steps however, she had to set the crown jewel of her bloated body gently back on the cold shrine floor, her panties still miraculously covering her lower curves and protecting her from the chilly tiles.  As grand as her breasts and butt had grown over the past few weeks, her womb had far surpassed their scope.  Lulu’s gravid sphere now outsized her comparatively smaller frame, her front-most slopes farther away from her than she was tall. Her lower curves would anchor the Zora to the floor if she didn’t heft her bulk up as far as she could, and her sides flared to the point where navigating the huge doors of the temple was becoming troublesome.  Her caretakers had urged her to return to the water soon. But, for reasons even she didn’t entirely quite understand, she still waddled on. However, her doctor was intimately familiar with her compulsions. She had to go visit Ophora one more time before the doctor moved in and became her live-in aid for the rest of her pregnancy, so she slowly maneuvered out the door, calling for her seeing eye Sheikah.

The chosen Zora began the short trek. Walking in front of her was Felice, gently guiding her through town to Ophora’s clinic. He directed her when to stop, kept her entertained during her many rest breaks, and prevented her from getting into any major accidents. As Lulu waddled through town she couldn’t help but notice how bared she was, her huge naked sphere bobbed across her field of view and her dress barely provided her any of her usual modesty. She began to blush, at first embarrassed, and then aroused at how many people stopped to stare at her godlike proportions, whether in awe, fear, or admiration she couldn’t care less. As she heated up she began to add some strut to her waddle, her massive belly sloshing back and forth. Felice heard the wet noise behind him, turned, and was mesmerized by the swaying bulk of her womb. He didn’t notice an equally distracted man coming from an alley. Lulu felt a ‘thump’ on her side mid-waddle, and a yelled, frantic apology rang out as she barely caught a Zora fleeing down a side street past the curve of her breasts. She blushed harder, feeling her belly slosh and settle as the motion jostled her brood more than her strutting ever could, and felt her dress pop another seam as her tits tried to ride the wave.

“I’m sorry momma, I got distracted.” Pouted Felice.
“By what dear?” she asked.
“….n-n-nothing… turn right here!” He hollered, and she swung herself slowly into the clinic.

~

As her panting bulk slowly began to fill the waiting room, Ophora hurried over.

“Oh you poor dear, have some water!” she said, handing Lulu some slightly fizzing clear liquid.  Not moments before had she dissolved some appetite enhancers in the glass, and as Lulu drank it dry she allowed herself a small smirk. “Fel-Fel, wait in my office.  Lu, come with me into the exam room.”

Once they were inside, the doctor began to take measurements, writing against a clipboard she tried to balance on her boobs.  She didn’t say any actual numbers, only tutting and sighing. Lulu began to fidget, much to Ophora’s delight. ‘Now to go to work.’ The doctor thought.

“Lulu, you are much too small.” She stated, watching carefully for any reaction.
“But! …b-b-but I’m…” Lulu stuttered, feeling very self-conscious for reasons she couldn’t quite place.

Ophora sighed, putting up the best show she could of a slightly frustrated doctor. “You seem to care more about your figure than your babies. I’m sorry, but as your doctor I need to tell you to get more… robust for their sakes.” She eyed the gradual tenting of Lulu’s dress with rapt attention.

Lulu was on fire. It felt so good for her doctor, innocently concerned only with her well being, to tell her to get bigger.  She HAD to get her to keep going. “So you mean I should get fat?” she faux-pouted, her face glowing bright blue.

In that moment, Ophora knew everything was going according to plan. Her conditioning had taken hold, and this whale of a woman was either her lovingly crafted handiwork or naturally perfect for her purposes. “Well if that’s how you want to view it, yes. You need to get very fat and very big for your eggs. I need to do a quick psych test to see how you’re reacting to your blessings.  Have you been feeling any differently lately?”

“I… I’ve been having needs…” Lulu hesitated. “I feel so.... I just… I NEED to be bigger.  I love my curves and my babies and want MORE!” she blushed, feeling a rubbing on her tummy.
“That’s entirely natural.” Ophora comforted her, rubbing higher on her great swell. “Your body knows what I just told you, that it’s too small for the babies. Just embrace it, you’ll be fine.”
“I… I’ve also been having thoughts about someone…” she whimpered, covering her face with her hands.
“You… can tell… your doctor, Lu.” The Zora short stack groaned, trying in vain to reach Lulu’s nipples.
“…what are you doing?” The fertile woman asked, peeking through her fingers.
“…trying to calculate your womb's surface area, OF COURSE!” she huffed, blushing slightly. “So whom are you feeling for?”
“…Felice…” mumbled Lulu.  “He’s taken such good care of me this past month. I just want to hold him and make him feel as good as he makes me feel. I want to feed him and take care of him and treat him like the baby he is!” she rambled through her hands, face glowing with shame and embarrassment.
“It’s all hormones and base desires, just do whatever your body tells you to do. Besides, Fel-Fel is such a cute kid.” Assured the scheming doctor.

~

“Achoo!”  Felice sneezed, knocking something off Ophora’s desk.  Reaching down, he found a bottle filled to the brim with large spherical multicolored gummies. A handwritten label plastered on the side said ‘for Lu’s health’ and had some other long words he didn’t understand like ‘hormones’, ‘lactation’, and ‘maximized gland engorging’.  ‘It says it’s for making mommy healthy… so I’ll give them to her at dinner!’ he thought, pocketing the bottle of ‘candy.’

~

“He is, isn’t he…” Lulu said, lowering her hands from her face.
“Oh before I forget, eat this.” Said the Zora doctor, producing a large gummy pill from her coat pocket. “It’s a vitamin supplement. Had to make it big to get everything you needed into it.” As she popped it into the motherly Zora’s mouth, she had visions of how her whale would act once she digested the ball of hormones and additives. She had a whole bottle of them, and once she was done with her regimen… ‘My big baby ball is gonna have udders half as big as her egg sack, and such huge and luscious thighs!’ she thought, drooling at her mentally blimped up figment. ‘…and be as wet as the bay, but that’s just a bonus!

Lulu swallowed hard, downing the rest of her pill. “Thanks Ophora, you’re so good to me.”

“Don’t mention it big girl. Now get down from there, I have a surprise for you!” The doctor hefted Lulu’s belly as she slid off the exam table. “Now stand over here, watch the step up!” she calls, leading her out the back entrance and onto a large black surface.
“What is this?” Lulu asked, her panty-covered underbelly resting on the cold obsidian block.

“I got a scale specially made for measuring Goron mining output shipped in juuuust for you!” Ophora stated with glee, waiting for the reaction she knew was coming.

“You… need a scale… that measures boulders… to measure me…” Lulu verbally stumbled to her conclusion, her face glowing and her jaw slack.

“Yup.” Quipped her doctor, quickly writing in her weight on the clipboard. “If you want to know what it says, feel free to look at the readout.  It’s right next to your feet.”

Looking straight down, Lulu got a face full of breasts. Chuckling nervously at her mistake, she walked forward and turned, but couldn’t see beyond her plump ass.  Her eyes went slightly wide as she tried to contort herself to read the numbers, but couldn’t quite manage it. “Can’t you just tell me?” she whined pitifully, giving her best puppy dog eyes.

“How about I tell you when you double the number?” Ophora teased, slapping, then groping the fertile Zora’s protruding ass. Lulu yelped, but slowly leaned into the offending hand. ‘Her panties are holding up quite well. Guess I made them right after all.’

“You think I’ll double from here?” the pregnant Zora purred. Her stomach groaned loudly.
“With an appetite like that, you’re gonna triple! I told you you weren’t eating enough to satisfy the babies.” she joked. ‘There go the appetite enhancers… guess it took a while for the meds to circulate fully through such a bloated body.’ she thought.

She ushered Lulu back into the office. “Fel-Fel, take your mommy back to the shrine, she’s famished!  I’ve sent a new diet plan to her chef, make sure she eats it all ok?” He nodded rapidly, nervously almost. ‘Maybe she’s made a move on him already.  Poor kid has no idea what he’s in for once the hormone pill hits her bloodstream.’

“And you, Ms. Mommy, I don’t expect you to eat all of it, but I do want you to try.  You NEED to do better for the eggs. I’ll be moving into the shrine tonight, so see you tomorrow!” As Lulu distractedly nodded and waddled away with her stomach roaring to life, Ophora mumbled under her breath “Maaaaaaaybe I overdid it on the meds.  She’s going to eat everything and STILL NEED MORE! Ahhh, she’s gonna get soooooooo faaaaaat!”

~

After being rushed home by Felice Lulu’s eyes lit up when she saw her new ‘diet.’ Her caretakers had gone all out on the doctor’s prescription with a literal feast, all for her and her brood. Her stomach let out a rolling growl in anticipation as she settled into her unorthodox seating arrangement; her plush chair between two food-loaded rotating tables. Felice was seated in front of her, within arms’ reach of her bulbous swell and picking at his own dinner quietly. She couldn’t help but notice him staring at her as she peeked around her boobs. All he could see was her massive tummy, which slowly crept closer as she fed her drug-induced cravings.  She noticed he never took his eyes away from her sloshing, groaning belly.

“Why are you getting so big mommy?” Felice asked as he watched her tummy creep closer and closer as she gorged herself. He also noticed a small bump beginning to form along that dark blue line that ran down to her panties.

“Nobody told you dear? Mommy is making you a lot of little siblings, and she needs lots of food to make them all.” She heard him gasp, then let out a childish pout. “Are you looking forward to meeting you little brothers and sisters?” Lulu asked. The child turned his head to the side and ate his food, trying to avoid looking at Lulu's humongous dome. The Zora bit her lower lip and asked, "What’s wrong Fel?" She arched her back putting her pregnant orb on full display.

“Nothing..." he mumbled, beginning to blush fiercely.

"Ok… well, Momma is hungry." Lulu mumbled through a mouthful of fruit, beginning to speed up her stuffing. She had never been this hungry before. "I have to feed your siblings so they GROW. BIG."

“I… I wanna be mommy’s baby boy forever!” he whined.  “It’s not fair that I have to share mommy!”

That caught her by surprise, making her swallow the fruit. Lulu felt a pressure building up on her front. At that moment she felt the urge to engorge herself with food strengthen tenfold, a huge growl rising from her gut. Felice's words may have caught her off-guard but something was triggered in her beyond the time-release meds Ophora had slipped her. She needed to grow. More and more.

"I want to be the only baby for mommy! And… and…"
"Y-yes Fel?" She asked between bites, shoveling food into her mouth faster and faster.

Her belly made a loud ‘pop’ sound, and her newly formed bellybutton plowed ahead into Felice’s lap.  Lulu let out a soft moan at the realization. Her navel, a huge ball, was pressing against her delicious little baby. She was now suddenly aware exactly how he felt about mommy.  She needed to see if she was right about this.

"But if you stay my only baby, mommy's tummy will fill up too much, and her boobies will get all filled with too much milk!  I'll get soooo big!" she 'whined' to him, desperately hoping to feel something against her bellybutton. A hardening bump against her massive navel confirmed her suspicions.  She was not disappointed. ‘Was that...?’ she thought ’It feels...good. Maybe I can get...just a bit more’ she arced her spine, pushing as far as she could forward. Fel pushed himself into her tummy, trying to get as much of these tingly new feelings as he could, feeling her needy stomach rumbling against him.

"I-I don't care about momma keeping them in there. O-or...if momma keeps getting bigger!" Felice yelped into Lulu's belly. "I liked bigger mommy anyway..."

“If you don’t mind a big mommy, I’ll grow as much as you want.” She promised her baby, picking up speed. Lulu’s feeding grew faster and faster, losing her ability to speak as she gorged herself. ‘So… HUNGRY! Ophora was right, I’ve been starving my poor babies!’ she thought as she once again redoubled her efforts. From her navel, Felice felt her bloated stomach pushing her womb towards him, her eggs forming individual bumps on her skin. As her feast dwindled to a meal, the effects of her hunger inducing medication began to diminish. Her stomach was stretched tight over the absurd amount of food she has downed, and her gut had changed from making the growls of hunger to the gurgles and groans of the overstuffed… and still she continued to feed. “Must… eat… for… babies…” she panted while her loins burned, partially from Ophora’s ‘vitamin’ finally absorbing fully into her body, and partially from her own pleasure at being stuffed beyond her limits. As the last morsel passed between her lips she sighed in contentment, her hunger for food was almost sated… but a new one began to arise.  Her panties grew damp, her nipples hard, and her face flushed.

“Fel, I need more food!” she yelled, snapping him out of his trance. “Find some and feed me, I need it to get big, please!”

After a quick look around the room, Felice realized there wasn’t a scrap of food to be had. He was about to tell Lulu the bad news when he remembered, ‘The bottle of candies!’ He rushed to her side, but found her wedged between the tables. He couldn’t reach her head to give her the sweets. “I can’t reach you!” he cried.

“Climb me then, please!  I need more food!  I’m wasting away!” She half teased, half begged.


He went back around to her front.  ‘These bulges are juuuust big enough to be handholds…’ he pondered, and quickly began to climb his way up Lulu’s belly.

My baby is mounting me…’ mumbled Lulu’s darker thoughts, her mind being drowned in the pleasurable pressure of Felice’s weight on her overtaxed stomach. As he crawled over the top of her tummy her hormones peaked, the gummy pill causing her hips and breasts to swell ever so slightly. Her panties were tested by her growing tush, but held as if made to survive much worse. Fel stared at the bloating bosoms in front of him just as the one to his right tore a small hole in Lulu’s dress and shot a burst of milk into his slack-jawed face. He swallowed it down, continuing on his path over her squishy dress-covered breasts and now lay down directly over her face.

“Hello dear.  What do you have for mama?” she purred enticingly.
“These!” he exclaimed, popping open the bottle of hormone gummies.


Those are Ophora’s vitamins! I shouldn’t scarf down medicine, should I?’ she pondered. ‘But… I guess I should get my babies what they need…’ she quickly rationalized. “Oh, they look lovely! Can you feed them to mommy dear?”

Felice began to blush, and carefully lowered one of the large gummies to her mouth. She slowly pulled it from his hand with her tongue, making sure to lick his fingers. The second one she sucked from his hand with her lips, once again touching softly at his digits. Another disappeared from the bottle, then another, and another until the entire vessel had been emptied into her waiting jaws. The pressure was too much, and just as she was about to suggest a reward to her feeder she was rocked by the most powerful pleasure of her life. Her panties were soaked, and her body trembled with effort as she was racked with waves of bliss. She tried to embrace the Sheikah boy, but her breasts blocked her arms and swelled over him. Felice wasn’t sure what was going on, but the content look on Lulu’s face made him happy.

“Ok… Fel… help me to bed. I need… to rest.”




Here comes dat sequence part 2! Aw shit waddup!!!
Part 2 of the commission for my friend :iconotakucaboose:. Part 2 of 6 :U!!!
Story written by OtakuCaboose and brainstormed by both of us.
Lulu belongs to Nintendo.
Art by me, CoffeeSlice

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