Invasion of the...wait what are these things?

[Laughingman]

Ok...I've never really given anything back to this place, and I can't draw to save my life. What can I do? Write! It might not be the best, but neither is some of the art posted here, so bear that in mind if this story sucks.I'm just making this up as I go along too, so it might not all flow together sometimes. Also, I'll post it bit by bit, updating the first post as I write out more of the story. Enjoy! Or hate it. Um...*waves hand* foorrrm ann opinioooon!
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==================================Short Intro==========================================

It was too quiet. That was the first thing that stuck out to Jennifer Pulliam. She loved a good quiet day, where the wind was still and even the crickets seemed to chirp less frequently. Texas summers weren't known for being mild, but that would definately have described this day; Mild and very, very quiet.

At twenty three years old, Jennifer wasn't a very tall girl, only five and a half inches stretched from her toes to her head. She considered herself of average height, but she always felt short whenever she stood among her friends. She had long dark hair and green eyes, something that she had never found in anyone else she knew. She wore a button down purple shirt and a white undershirt beneath that, which was engulfed into her loose fitting blue jeans in a hasty effort to tuck her shirt in. She never wore a bra, her small a-cup breasts not really needing them. She didn't really fill out anywhere else either, so badly that from a distance most people thought she was just a man with long hair. She picked a bit at her shirt absent mindedly as her eyes darted around the world surrounding her.

There was just something wrong about today. It was noon, the sun was high in the sky and there were fluffy clouds lazily drifting towards the horizon. Yet while there might have been wind way up high in the clouds, it was completely still as far as five and half feet from the ground. She actually jumped when she heard the noise, a low whinning sound behind her. She turned and found a dog retreating, one that she hadn't noticed before. It looked like it'd just seen a ghost, or at least heard one. Jennifer stood staring at the dog for a few minutes as it hurriedly moved away, when she became aware of a distinct whistling sound. It seemed to be getting closer, infact, and the noise was coming from behind her. She turned around to see just what she was hearing when it hit her, in the face.

=======================Chapter One: Ow=========================================

She knew it had to be two hours from when she had been struck by something when she first opened her eyes. Firstly, the sun had moved farther off in the sky then when she had been blindsided, and secondly, her watch read that it was two in the afternoon. Jennifer groaned, her voice sounding gurgly responded, phlegm caught in her throat from laying on the ground for two hours. Not really experiencing any pain, Jennifer slowly got to her hands and knees. Inspecting herself, she discovered that she was suprisingly not sunburned at all, and that there seemed to be no bruise on her face where she had been hit. Her nose tingled slightly, but that seemed to be nothing of concern.

She slowly and shakily stood up, her legs feeling like they were made of jello. She could feel the atrophie from laying still for two hours in the sun, but it didn't seem that bad and soon she was back on her feet. She looked around for what had hit her, trying to piece together what had happened. She expected to find a baseball or something on the ground, or perhaps some errant golfball that someone had carelessly launched into the air. She herself had once accident launched a soccerball at her coach in highschool, so she knew how stuff like that could get away from her. She found nothing, and as she looked around she realized for the first time that she was drenched with sweat. She had been laying in the sun for two hours, so it was certainly understandable that she would be a bit drenched.

Suddenly, a small breezed picked up from behind her, blowing leaves around her and gently caressing her body. She noticed with a waivering sense of bewilderment that she was indeed being caressed by the wind. It swept through her hair, gently drying her face. It lightly brushed her arms and even pressed against her sweat soaked bluejeans, curling around to her back somehow to almost press in her butt. The wind seemed to just roll off her, as if it were a lover exploring all her curves. It felt amazing, and she couldn't quite understand why. Her mind began to blur as she began to enjoy the sensation. She didn't care what kind of wind this was, she hoped it never stopped. Without even realizing what she was doing, her hand snaked down the front of her pants, working thier way to the zipper.

Her mind not even on what she was doing, she unzipped her pants, but it was not for her own hands. Instead, she began to gyrate her hips slowly against the wind, which seemed all too eager to crawl through the tiny opening pressing against her panties in ways that shouldn't be possible. She began to moan, and gyrate her hips faster, as she slowly unbuttoned her dark purple shirt. The wind seemed almost anxious for this, somehow blowing inside the newly created space faster then her hands could move. It was when she felt the pressure on her breasts, a feeling of someone groping her, that she woke up from her trance.

She looked around suddenly, embarrased by what she had been doing. She looked down at herself and hoped that no one had seen her. She quickly buttoned her shirt back up over her small underblouse, and looked around to make sure no one was around as she zipped up her jeans. The wind was already dying down as she regained her composure, but just as it seemed to be fading away, a quick gust somehow whipped around her and slapped her in the butt. She jumped and gasped in suprise, for it felt too much like a slap to be quick gust of wind. However, when she turned around to see just who was behind her, she was suprised. It wasn't the fact that the alleyway she was standing in was empty, but the fact that when she opened her mouth to protest, she instead emitted a giggle. A girly giggle, like one that some little tween in Jr. High would make if her favorite movie star walked by.

She placed her hand to cover her mouth, and thats when she finally found something odd...almost moreso then seemingly having sex with the wind. There was some kind of sticky green goo all over her mouth, like something she'd never seen before. She quickly pulled up the top of her undershirt from her neck,and wipped her mouth on that. Whatever the goo was, she could figure it out later. She guessed it was some prank someone pulled on her, but for some reason she didn't really seem to care. She knew that she had to go see her friend Maggie, which is where she had been heading originally when all of this had started. She wasn't far and probably thought after all this time that Jennifer had abandoned her to do something else.

Perhaps she could still catch her and they could still find something to do even though it was getting late in the day. Attempting to forget what had surely occured only in her mind just now, Jennifer began to dust herself off from sitting on the ground. She had to brush some dust off of her butt and she gasped softly when she realized that her own hands were causing a very pleasant feeling each time her fingers glided across her fuller looking behind. Not really caring if anyone was around, she decided that she wanted to make a short test. Sticking her rear out a little bit, she brought her left hand back a few inches and slapped her butt. She instantly let out another giggle as a small wave of pleasure seemed to eminate from where her hand had impacted her backside. What was even stranger, however, was that her bottom seemed to jiggle from the impact more then usual. It took it a few seconds to come to a full stop. She knew that didn't seem right, but she couldn't remember the last time she'd actually watched her own butt to see how much it moved. Deciding to procede purely in the name of science, she slapped her butt again, this time a little harder.

Again she let out a coy giggle, and for a moment she regarded her hand in a new light. It had never brought such strange sensations from her rear before, which she noticed indeed seemed to be more jiggly then usual. Her eyes went back to her hand now, her favorite, wonderful hand. She slapped her butt again, the impact causing her to feel strange and amazing at the same time. She slapped again, harder and harder, giggling like a schoolgirl all the while. Jennifer knew she would have to give this hand special treatment, and only when she stuck her fingers in her mouth did she stop with a start. She looked around again, deciding she was just getting close to her time of the month or something. She composed herself again, straightening her clothes and making sure that once more no one was around. She then headed off to her friend's house, only slightly noticing the new sway in her hips as she walked, or the way her rear jiggled and bounced more and more with each step. She thought for a second she heard a strange sound, like a "thud" that was far away, as if something had impacted the earth at great speed. Ignoring it she headed towards Maggie's house, all the while unconciously rubbing her left hand, massaging it lovingly.

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Jennifer batted her eyes as the sun temporarily blinded her. She realized with a start that she had been walking absent mindedly, as if she were in some kind of daze. Without realizing it, she had reached Maggie's house without remembering the trip in between. Infact, her entire day seemed to be some sort of a foggy mess in her head, as if someone had replaced her brain with cotton candy. She only had a vague memory of what had happened since re-awakening earlier that afternoon, most of it was lost though in her dreamy haze.

Shrugging it off, she noticed that she was standing in the front yard of Maggie's house while contemplating all of this, and probably looked fairly silly. She didn't want her friend thinking she was a zombie or something, so she headed over to the front door. She noticed that her pants felt a bit strange, noting that they seemed a little tighter then she remembered them being this morning. Her pants seemed to really be clinging to her bottom, but she wasn't really bothered by that. Infact, it felt pretty good and she had no intentions of looking a gift horse in the mouth.

Ringing the doorbell, Jennifer adjusted her clothes as she stood waiting for her friend. It felt like she was almost poured into them, like jello inside a mold. Her shirt felt a little snug and even her shoes felt like they weren't the right size anymore, yet nothing felt bad. She was so enthralled with inspecting herself that she hadn't noticed Maggie opening the door.

"Are you going to stand there playing with yourself all day or are you going to come in?" Maggie sounded nowhere near as angry as Jennifer had expected, considering she had practically single handedly ruined thier day. Jennifer was about to answer but as she looked up, her breath caught in her throat. Maggie was different. It looked like maybe it was her hair or perhaps the clothes she wore, but her friend seemed to almost be another person. Jennifer couldn't help but think that "stunning" was the only adjective that could be used to describe her friend.

Maggie had apparently been swimming in her backyard pool, as she was wearing only a bathing suit under a wet white t-shirt that clung to maggie's ample busom. Maggie stood about two feet taller then Jennifer, and her jet black hair was cropped short so that it ended around about collar length. She had always been the more womanly looking of the two, having almost d-cupped breasts and a round apple shaped bottom. Maggie was suprisingly unpopular in school mostly due to the fact that she was somewhat bisexual. Jennifer had decided to become her friend originally so that when boys were rejected, they had someone to fall back on, giving her first shot and some pretty good looking guys. Instead, she had found Maggie to be a kind person and the two had developed into great friends. She had never really thought much of Maggie in the way that Maggie thought about women, but standing infront of her made it hard to keep it that way.

"I..I...was just uh...Wow, that swimming suit is really flattering." Jennifer tried to avoid blushing, and also staring at Maggie's chest. There was just something enticing about those orbs today, they way they seemed to just rise from her chest and jiggle with even small motions. Smiling and attempting to play off her oogling, Jennifer steped into the house and enjoyed the blast of cool air that greeted her. For a second she was lost in a memory that she couldn't quite recall, and Maggie took the moment to greet Jennifer in her usual manner.

"Looks like you've been sneaking some extra snacks, Jenny Craig" Maggied laughed as she teasted Jennifer and then slapped her firmly on her behind. She knew Jennifer wasn't bisexual like her, but the moment Jennifer had become her friend, rumors had started that she and Maggie were lovers. She knew it embarrased Jennifer so Maggie had taken it upon herself to do something to help those rumors every time she saw Jennifer. Normally her friend would joking chastise Maggie or make an offhanded comment, but today she suprised Maggie by giggling bubbly and sticking her butt out a little.

"Jenn, feeling rather frisky today are we? What did you win some money or something?"

"No I...hehe..I dunno, that was just...say, looks like we still have time to go swimming, do you have that bathing suit I brought last time?"

"Uh yeah, give me a second to go find it." Maggie wasn't stupid and noticed that Jennifer had changed the subject. She really did look different, like she'd gained about fifteen pounds in all the right places. Maggie couldn't help but notice that Jennifer had some kind of pleasant aroma about her, some new perfume that really got Maggie's attention. She had always kind of liked Jennifer but would never spoil thier friendship by trying anything. She had always wondered what Jennifer would look like with more curves and it seemed that even just a slight increase was enough to turn her on.

It didn't take long for Maggie to find the swimming suit or for Jennifer to get dressed. However, Jennifer had definately gained some weight since the last time they had been swimming, considering that the suit obviously didn't fit her very well. She was sticking out all over, the two piece actually just accentuated Jennifer's curves even more and made her seem larger then when she'd first arrived. Her bottom fit nice and snug and didn't really look that uncomfortable, but the top was having some trouble containing all of Jennifer's A-cup breasts. Neither could seem to really avoid the fact that Jennifer's nipples were poking through the fabric as if they were plants looking for sun, but they did thier best not to stare or comment.

"Wow Jenn, I thought you had gained a little but you must've really been neglecting the snack bar."

"Oh shut up, I think I look quite good in this, better then yours." To prove her point, Jennifer posed quickly by thrusting her butt out and leaning forward, placing her fingers on the edge of her mouth while making an expression like she was blowing a kiss, doing her best to emulate a magazine add. Maggie was too busy noticing how Jennifer's butt seemed to jiggle so much the girl thrusted it backwords, and didn't stop even then. It was like someone had taken a bowl of jello and poured it down Jennifer's suit. Before she could comment on this, the phone rang. Maggie was abruptly brought out of her distraction and looked back over her shoulder at the phone.

"Ah, man. Hey, I have to get this. Go ahead and jump in and I'll join you when I'm done."

"Ok."

Jennifer smiled and bounced out of the room, quite literally. Maggie stood for a few moments watching her leave and then moved back to answer the phone. Jennifer herself was not oblivious to her new elasticity as she noticed her entire body seemed to have more bouyancy then normal. She could barely drag herself away from watching her own breasts shake and jiggle as she walked. She couldn't help it, for some reason she was just incredibly horny today, and even her own body seemed to be turning her on. Thinking that a cool dip would definately shake her out of her delirium, she slowly walked down the steps into the pool.

She submerged herself up to her neck and then swam for a bit. The water felt refreshing, infact it felt amazing. She could almost feel the water pressing against her, a gentle loving current that seemed to swirl around her body. The water seemed to pressing on her butt and breasts the most, which caused her to giggle and spash the water back as if she were toying with some hot man. Somewhere in the back of her mind a voice screamed that something strange was happening, that she shouldn't be flirting with a swimming pool, but instead she found herself touching her crotch lightly.

The water almost seemed to notice this and quickly pressed against her bathing suit. The thin fabric was not enough to keep the water out and it rushed into her vagina. She knew something was wrong, but she couldn't stop herself. She thrust her pelvis against the flow of the water, and sighed in delight as she felt it circulate around her breasts, grabbing them gently. She giggled again as it pressed in against her rear and played with her breasts. She was being felt up by a pool, and as strange as it was she only wanted more. She could feel something change in her body as the top of her suit seemed to become restrictive. Her nipples were harder then ever, and so she simply decided it would be better to take off her top so that the water could better grope her. The moment the cold water hit her breasts directly, she let out a loud pleased moan. Her nipples felt like they were being suckled while her breasts were being groped. She pounded the water hard with her crotch thrusting, delighting in the pressure that was coming from her swimming suit against her rear. The feeling intensified and she knew it wouldn't be long before she was ready.

She didn't care that she was being molested by a pool, it felt too good for her to object. She giggled and moaned and finally cried out slightly as she was rocked by the most astounding orgasm she had ever felt. Her head was dizzy and she lost herself for a second, and merely laid back to float in the pool. She felt so strange, and even though she had just came, she was still a little horny, but the water seemed to have spent itself. She was still so dazed that it took her a few minutes to realize that she wasn't floating normally. She was in a standing position, but she was floating like a pool floaty. Her breasts, which seemed larger to her for some reason, were boyantly floating infront of her in the water, somewhat supporting her weight. The rest was supported by her butt, which was struggling it's best to tilt her over so that it could float up to the top of the water. She finally had to paddle her way over to the shallow end so she could stand without floating off, when Maggie came out of her house. "Well, that was great. It was a wrong number. Took me forever to explain to whoever was on the phone that I wasn't some famous celebrity. So, did you have a good dip out here in the pool?"

Jennifer looked up at her and nodded her head, and then breathlessly replied."Mmhmm." Jennifer had crouched down in the water so that Maggie couldn't see that her swimming suit was only half way on, but she also didn't want her friend to see her nipples hardening again. Jennifer had trouble with her rear trying to float to the top, and her small yet seemingly light breasts that kept trying to right her in the water, but eventually she got her top back on and stood up. Maggie just made her way to the edge of the pool, completely unaware of what had just occured in her own pool."Well move over little Jenny, I'm coming in!"

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[Laughingman]

Sorry there isn't really any process. This is just a set up for...whatever I come up for in the future. I have an idea where this is headed so hopefully this was a nice taste of what may be to come, and enough to keep you interested until the next post.

[gamonthehand]

well it seems like a good start. A nice solid base to start with, and could read it with out having to wonder if you graduated high school; so the grammar passed my initial reading test. I'm looking forward to the next chapter.

[Laughingman]

Well I can actually do better, but it's harder to come up with a BE story on the fly then it is if I were writing something else out with BE in it. I plan on actually doing that someday, but for now I thought a quick BE would be good. I'll get to writing the next chapter here probably either tonight or tomorow.

[tsokei]

Pretty good, I agree a good start and interesting setup and concepts so far. I like that you usually end up with a more unique story when it is freewritten like this.

[gamonthehand]

"Do better?" There is no need to tell us you can do better now. You obviously have enough talent to start writing now so excuses are pointless. Write and let us watch you evolve as an artist. It will be a joy to observe.

[Laughingman]

I wish I could post some of my other (all of them not finished) stories here so that you could read them, as they are (IMO) alot better then this...but I unfortunately keep my fetish a secret from almost everyone I know. It might be petty but I don't want other people I know to know about this fetish of mine. Maybe after I finish this story I'll sit down and write a really good story that just has BE in it, instead of a BE story that I hope is good (if that makes sense.)

[Laughingman]

And as you can tell, chapter 2 is up now

[gamonthehand]

good chapter. I enjoyed it a great deal.

[Laughingman]

I'd love to hear some feedback from everyone else. This is just a "come up with it as I go" story and I have no real direction but a few ideas, but I'm still trying to make it enjoyable for everyone.

[gamonthehand]

It's kinda hard to give you feedback until it goes a bit farther. I could say That I have seen the pool water growth setup before, but you have only just started so honestly It could go anywhere. A common starting point can often lead to new ground.

[Lurker1_12]

*unburrows*
The Overmind finds your words sensual and stimulating....so you must be doing something right. Also...we require more vespene gas.
*Burrows*