A Fountain of Vigor

CW: Water inflation, pretty larg tum, horny vibes, semi-public lewdness

Two AM in the middle of July. It was dark. It was warm. It was perfect.  tm

Lacy scuttled through the park, her heart slamming into her ribcage every time she heard a rustle of leaves. This was the third time she’d tried to do this, and she swore to God, if there was yet another pair of horny uni students and/or hobos around to ruin her night-

Luckily, as Lacy approached her target, she didn’t notice a single trace of anyone else. She giggled manically as she stepped up to the edge of the park’s large terraced fountain. The peaceful splashing of water didn’t serve to calm Lacy down; if anything, it made her heart rate spike. After all, it was finally time! She could FINALLY do something she’d only dreamed of doing for over two years until she’d managed to work up the confidence to try just recently! She was… she was…

She was going to plant her butt on the top of that fountain and she wasn’t moving until she was about to EXPLODE!

Lacy set down her bag with extra clothes, a towel, and her phone, kicked off her sandals, and hastily stepped into the fountain. Even with how warm the night air was, the fountain’s water was cool enough to make Lacy shiver. Not wanting to waste a single second, Lacy quickly waded through the calf-high water to the center of the fountain. She carefully - oh-so carefully - climbed the lower terraces. She knew the granite was strong, but she didn’t want to risk damaging the fountain in any way. 

Finally, Lacy reached the top. She cautiously turned around, facing towards the largest path towards the secluded fountain courtyard (just in case). With shaky hands, Lacy pulled her shorts and panties down to her ankles, then squatted down over the top spout of the fountain. The cold water splashing against her bum made her shiver, yet her body felt like it was burning up. Then, ever-so-gingerly, Lacy lowered herself down onto the top of the fountain.

Now, the top of the fountain was fairly wide, so Lacy had been worried about being able to fit. She’d even ‘practiced’ at home before coming to loosen up. She needn’t have worried. The force of the water opened her up wide, allowing her to easily slide her butt down over the fountain. No, what was making it difficult was the sheer force of the water. Lacy had to actively force her butt downwards against the water, almost making her lose her balance once or twice. Finally, though, she managed. And then-

“O-Oooooooh, sh-shiiiiiiiit!”

Lacy moaned and squirmed as her insides instantly became ground zero for a relentless flood of chilly water. This was nothing like a calm enema, or even a quick shower inflation. The sheer power of the fountain was filling her up at record speed!

Lacy’s figure was, to put it humbly, pretty great. She only had A-cup breasts, but her hips kept men (and women) looking. Those thicc thighs sloped in towards a slim waist that bulged whenever she so much as looked at food. Some might see the chest thing as a negative, but Lacy loved it. After all, if she had massive milkers, she wouldn’t be able to watch herself blow up like a beachball, now would she?

That philosophy was being shown clearly now. Lacy watched from the very start as her flat tummy instantly blew up into a small dome - a dome that was swelling right before her eyes. Lacy shuddered as a cramp raced through her tum - the first of many, she presumed~. Her legs felt shaky squatting like this, so she leaned back, bracing her arms against the other side of the highest terrace.

Lacy huffed as her belly surged outward, filling so quickly that she didn’t even have time to think. Her legs were spread in order to keep balance, so her tum had plenty of space to grow into as it swelled outward. 

L-Lord, it felt so intense! Lacy could practically feel her insides getting churned around as the powerful geyser of the fountain sprayed into her! Her tongue lolled out of her mouth as the skin of her belly stretched, frantically trying to contain the absurd volume of liquid she was cramming into it.

Her belly rumbled and gurgled, as if trying to recreate the sounds of trickling the fountain had been making before. Lacy giggled and moaned as flashes of heat and tension raced along her body despite the cold mass of liquid sitting heavily at her core. The tension, the size, the weight - oooh, she just couldn’t get enough of the sheer WEIGHT of her own glutted gut!

As her belly surged outward, it began to droop down thanks to gravity. It wasn’t long before it had reached the lip of the upper terrace The cold stone pressing into her lower belly sent ripples of electricity coursing through Lacy’s middle. She panted as her belly pressed harder and harder against the terrace. Oouuuuggh, the PRESSURE!

Her belly began growing more and more to the sides, pressing into her legs and filling ever more of Lacy’s vision. It took only seconds from the time her belly first touched her knees for it to start forcing her legs aside, demanding as much room as possible to swell. With her footing compromised, lacy slipped further down into the fountain. A trill of sheer pleasure escaped her mouth before she quickly regained enough composure to steady herself. If she slipped all the way down the fountain’s top, there was no chance she’d be able to get back up. She’d be stuck here, filling with water until she physically couldn’t hold anymore. Then, she’d… pop~! She was almost tempted to let it happen, eheh…

Still, Lacy managed to hold onto the bare minimum of self-control, even with her ever-tightening skin driving her insane. Her formerly soft and sloshy belly was rapidly becoming a tight, gravid orb of dangerous pressure. Her middle had started to inch past the edge of the highest terrace, but it had stopped hanging down. Instead, it was starting to jut straight outwards. She was approaching the end.

Lacy’s hands were no longer planted to keep her from falling down - now they were planted to keep her from falling forward. The sheer magnitude of her belly was threatening to drag Lacy off the fountain and down into the shallow pool of water below. She wasn’t ready for that yet, though. She needed to be even bigger! Even tighter! Even HEAVIER!

Ominous rumbles had replaced the angry gurgles from before. Lacy shuddered and moaned as a fresh series of cramps raced across her tum. She wished so much that she could rub and caress this ticking time-bomb of a belly, but she needed to hold herself in place! The sheer amount of pressure and pain radiating out from her belly was so intense! She- She couldn’t take much more!

Lacy started to gasp for breath as her belly filled every single bit of space available to it, including the space meant for her lungs. She arched her back, trying to give her taut tum as much give as she could possibly allow. She squeezed her eyes shut and moaned, louder and louder, as the rushing waves of pure pleasure raced from her overpacked belly to the rest of her body. She was sweating, filled with pure fire that gathered in her chest, her face, and her nethers.

Her eyes shot open. A deep, angry gurgling had sounded, followed by a semi-sickening feeling of needing to burp. Th-This was the final stretch! Lacy clamped her jaws shut as, finally, her intestines breached the valve and her belly began to fill up with water. It wanted to escape, but she wasn’t ready! She wanted to keep as much of this precious, gut-rending water inside of her as possible! She wouldn’t let it go! It was hers! All HERS!

Lacy’s belly pulsed and churned. She wasn’t even sure if she was growing anymore. It felt more like the water was compacting inside of her, growing more and more dense. God, she was so freaking TIGHT! She could see signs of stretch marks starting to pop up on the slopes of her belly. It had pressed her legs so far apart that it felt like she was doing the splits. Every second that passed, her legs lost a little more ground and she slipped a little further down onto the fountain. She-

*HURP!* O-Ooooh God, she- she could barely hold it all in! There was so much pressure- so much water trying to escape all at once! OooOoo, Lacy was so tight! So big and so TIGHT! Her belly was aching, her arms were aching, her legs were aching, her groin was aching - her entire BEING was aching for release! M-More! MORE! She wanted MORE! Fill her up! Fill every centimeter of her body with water! Fill her up until she was more water than person! Yes! YES

O-Oooh, this was it! Her gut was spasming! Her entire body shook and rumbled. Her belly suddenly rumbled and seemed to surge an extra inch out in every direction. Lacy’s eyes rolled backward in her head and her back arched even further. Sparks danced in her head, lightning raced through her body, then… everything went black.

For a little bit, anyways. Then Lacy came to. She had arched back far enough that she was almost looking backwards. After a few more seconds, she realized two things. One: she’d arched SO far that she’d actually managed to lift herself off of the fountain, which had probably saved her from exploding. Two: she was spewing water at a constant rate from her mouth, almost as if she’d become a fountain herself. As hot as tha sounded, Lacy didn’t want to waste her belly like that. She quickly re-clamped her jaw shut and started swallowing, much to her body’s protests. Oh, shush now. You’ll get your peace later. For now, though… heh… eheheh…

It took almost thirty minutes of careful maneuvering, but Lacy finally managed to climb down from the top of the fountain without spewing or losing her balance or popping. She dragged her belly through the water towards her backpack. The tank-top and shorts she’d been wearing had gotten soaked, so after a quick wipe-down with her towel, Lacy pulled on her spare clothes… or, at least, she tried to. Turns out, it’s pretty dang hard to pull on shorts when you can barely move, let alone bend over. 

Lacy decided that it didn’t matter if she was wearing bottoms - if she were to get caught like this, it’d be game over anyways. She just needed to get back to her car (somehow) drive home, and enjoy aaaaaaall of this in peace and privacy~.

With that, Lacy picked up her bag, slid into her sandals, and hastily waddled away. She couldn’t even walk upright, her bulging belly forcing her to bend backwards with a hand on her back and the other lifting her gut just to not fall forwards.

Like this, Lacy disappeared into the dark, with no one the wiser… Save for the security guard, who had watched the whole thing from the camera watching the courtyard. Not that she’ll say a word. If anything, she’s hoping that if she doesn’t tell anyone, then the mystery woman might come back someday and do that again…