The kiss was breathtaking. Perhaps he should keep her like this a little longer and let things move along?

Nah. Settling down was nowhere near as grand as the fun that would ensue, even if it was more…temporary. His eyes twinkled mischievously as his innocent to-be victim continued the liplock, sending both of them in shivers.

She was totally distracted, and for that reason, was easily restrained before she even realized what was happening. A cute girl, with a very attractive figure. Her breasts were about medium, perfect size for cupping and cradling. Her waist had a good amount of flare to it, stretching the sides of her low-cut jeans suggestively. Distinctively black hair ended just above her shoulders, and curled in slightly to frame her short face. Full lips quivered from their recent pressure, while her eyes looked around nervously at what was going on.

It was simple. He liked to see girls get big, and he was rich. For that reason, he had constructed the room they stood in. At first glance, it seemed like a simple bedroom that spirited young ladies would jump into for a wild night with a decidedly older man. On second glance, it still looked like a simple bedroom for deflowerment. However, it was anything but. Just a foot beneath them, a very large tank was filled with whatever he wanted. Usually, he chose water, but every once in awhile, he wanted something a bit different. Today was one of those days.

He pulled back the carpet, and heard the young girl whimper questioningly. He gave no response. What would he say? “Dear, I’m planning to fill you until you can’t be filled any longer?” Nah. That’d make for some awkward silence. Besides, the screams were so annoying. Better to muffle it with a good hose, first.

Speaking of which, he had just the thing. Literally, a garden hose rigged to a suction thing that he really didn’t understand. One of his closer associates (who, oddly, shared the same fetish, but would never consider the real-life possibilities) had installed it, and set up everything. Never asked what it was for, thankfully. Reaching towards the back, he flipped a switch, and set the machine in quiet motion.

Above him, a more elaborate contraption existed, usually invisible until put into motion. A series of thick bands of rubber that basically kept any of his “prisoners” in place until everything was set up. A beautiful system, really. Once again, he had none but his associate to thank for that one. And, it was in this system that the girl was tethered.

One thing he had learned was that most of them wouldn’t let the hose near them, or let it stay in their mouths. To this end, he had placed a small mouth piece around it, roughly resembling an oxygen mask, and has placed another thick band of rubber around it, keeping it tightly tethered to the victim’s face. In all, a very elaborate system that worked beautifully.

When everything was secure, he went back and pushed the big red button. He could tell from the noise what was inside the tank: honey. Yes, he had forgotten. Honey. First time he was using this one.

As was expected, it took awhile to push through the hose. He only had it set to minimal pressure anyway, but it still took ages. When it finally hit her tongue, she recoiled as best she could against the straps, unsure of what was going on. Instinctively, though, she gulped down the food that hit her tongue, and it began.

It took some time for the results to be noticeable, but she was already obviously getting the idea. The belts that criss-crossed across her body were keeping her from doing too terribly much, but she writhed as much as she could. Her belly was just beginning to peek out, starting to force her shirt to ride up a bit. Her breasts were catching a slight amount of the fluid as well, stretching her shirt out and down. So far, her hips had been left alone, a shame indeed. That was his favorite part.

Honey went a bit too slow. He thumbed the button twice more, and he heard the machine kick up another notches, as did his victim’s energy level. The hose tightened considerably as more sugary syrup was being pushed through it and into the girl’s ever-expanding belly. Thus far, her shirt covered her belly button, but that would be changing shortly.

Her breasts were catching more of it, causing a fold in the light blue t-shirt she had slipped into this morning. Her cheeks were starting to puff out a bit as well, but more importantly, her waist was widening. Mini-rolls began to form just above where her jeans sat on her hips, as her thighs began to slosh out as well.

Slowly, he slipped closer, and pulled the hose off. She began to scream, but he pushed his mouth onto her’s first, and began to passionately kiss her. Everything in her wanted to retaliate, but he was just too much.

Too much.

They embraced, as he rubbed up and down her large belly. She was of a good size. They would heat up the bed tonight. Tomorrow he’d have to get rid of her one way or another. Depending on his mood, he might throw her to his holding cells underneath for recycling, or fill her up.

He smiled as they slipped under the covers, her stomach jiggling up against his. If it happened anytime soon, she’d probably end up being unlucky. He was in a most mischievous mood.