Waterlogged

"O-oh gosh... I -nnh!- think this might be starting to get a little -gfuhh- out of hand..!"  Dawn choked out, breathless as she was sloshed about her own gargantuan form.  Everything below her ribcage was utterly waterlogged, the result of a rather strange set of experiments between her and Eve to see just how far they could take the alteration of her data and values.  Through a series of amusing and mischievous ideas,they'd managed to quite successfully make much of her body into the perfect tank for thousands of gallons of water!

The concept was innocent enough:  fill her with enough water for Eve to use her as a waterbed for the night, and then see if the experience is comfortable ONLY for the waterbed user, or for the woman who herself WAS the waterbed too.  What neither of them expected was for it to feel so... GOOD!

Her body, wobbling and sloshing about, feeling her body shift and churn with even the most subtle movements.  The slight stretching and compression of her skin as she sent ripples through herself with careless motions...  it all made the experience distinctly different from if she were just fat ---  and none of it was helped by the way her waterlogged fupa (and the delicate areas located beneath it) were being smushed, sloshed, and squished about with every movement.

"Oh, please."  Eve dismissed dryly, typing away at an impressive speed on a keyboard she'd manifested from nothing.  "A little bit more code and I'll have your tiny bosom there ready to take on water as well.  Though, do known I may not be able to prevent your areolae from becoming especially sensitive were they to grow too large."  If Eve cared about the sensual aspect as more than a disclaimer, she certainly didn't make it obvious.

"I'm...  I-I'm so screwed..."  Dawn shuddered out, already feeling her chest become slowly more sensitive as it began to creak and bulge forth with water being magically manifested within.