LEWDS - NIKKE WG - Elegg’s upgrades - 02
The final number vanished.
A soft chime rang through the lab as the purple dildo locked deeper inside her, circuits flaring from violet to a hard, insistent white. The holographic display above the console flickered, restructured itself, and a new readout appeared in clean white text:
Upgrade Progress: 3%
Elegg’s breath hitched. The thick shaft pulsed once, hard, and a fresh surge of heat bloomed low in her belly. She felt it immediately—more weight, more softness—rolling outward from her core like warm liquid poured beneath her skin. Her already-rounded stomach pushed further forward, the soft dome rising higher, the lower curve beginning to rest more firmly against the tops of her thick thighs. When she gave an experimental roll of her hips, the new mass jiggled heavily, a soft, wet slap of flesh against flesh.
She thrust again.
8%
The dildo answered with a deeper vibration that made her walls flutter. Fat settled into her hips and the outer slopes of her ass in a single, deliberate wave. The plush curves spilled wider over the edges of the platform. Her thighs pressed together more tightly around the shaft, the soft inner flesh sticking and parting with every movement, shiny with the slick that kept dripping from her stuffed pussy. She could feel how much thicker she had already become—how the simple act of squeezing her legs now created a warm, heavy pressure that hadn’t existed minutes before.
Her hands slid up to her breasts. They had grown heavier still, the soft undersides fully resting on the upper slope of her expanding belly. She cupped them, fingers sinking into warm, yielding flesh, and pinched the stiff nipples while she fucked herself deeper onto the glowing toy. A low, shaky moan spilled out of her.
15%
Another heavy pulse from the device. Her belly surged outward again, the soft pouch becoming a proper, rounded gut that trembled with every thrust. The weight of it pulled her forward slightly; she had to brace one hand on the platform to keep her balance. The skin of her midsection stretched smooth and warm, a faint sheen of sweat making it glisten under the lab lights. When she looked down, the curve of her stomach completely hid the base of the dildo. All she could see was soft, jiggling flesh and the thick purple shaft disappearing between the plush folds of her thighs.
She was panting harder now. Every thrust sent ripples through her growing body—belly bouncing, breasts swaying, the thick outer curves of her ass and thighs quivering. The sexual heat was relentless. Her clit throbbed against the ridged base every time she bottomed out, and the wet, filthy sounds of her pussy taking the thick toy filled the quiet room.
24%
Fat rolled into her upper arms and the soft undersides of her breasts. Her arms no longer looked lean; a gentle layer of softness made them rounder, the flesh trembling when she moved. Her breasts had become heavy enough that supporting them required real effort. She squeezed them together, feeling the warm give, and ground down hard on the dildo. The dual sensation—soft, heavy tits in her hands and a thick shaft stretching her open—made her walls clench greedily.
The percentage climbed faster.
31%… 38%… 44%
Her belly was no longer simply chubby. It had become a substantial, heavy gut that rested fully on her thick thighs whenever she sank down. The soft lower curve spilled over the tops of her legs, warm and heavy, jiggling with every motion. Her hips had widened dramatically; the soft outer shelves of fat made sitting with her knees together impossible. When she tried to close her legs around the dildo, the plush inner thighs met in a soft, wet kiss and stayed pressed together, trapping heat and slickness between them.
Elegg’s breathing had turned into short, needy gasps. She was openly moaning now, hips rolling in a steady, greedy rhythm. Every thrust made her entire body move—belly heaving, breasts bouncing heavily against it, the thick cheeks of her ass spreading and settling with soft, meaty impacts against the platform. She reached back with one hand and sank her fingers into the soft, yielding flesh of her own backside, feeling how much wider and heavier it had become.
52%
A deeper pulse. Her stomach pushed out again, the soft mass rising higher, the skin tightening just enough to create a smooth, rounded dome that trembled constantly. The weight was becoming noticeable in her posture; she could feel her center of gravity shifting lower and forward. Standing would already feel different. Walking would feel different. The thought sent a hot spike of arousal through her.
She fucked herself harder, chasing it.
61%
Her thighs had grown thick enough that the simple act of spreading them took effort. Soft, heavy flesh pressed inward from both sides around the dildo, increasing the friction, making every thrust feel tighter and wetter. Her pussy was swollen and greedy, clinging to the thick shaft on every withdrawal as if it refused to let the device leave. Slick dripped steadily onto the platform in a small, shiny puddle.
Her breasts rested fully on the upper curve of her belly now, soft and heavy, the nipples dark and tight. She couldn’t stop touching them—squeezing, lifting, letting them fall with soft, heavy impacts against her stomach. Each bounce made her moan.
73%
The changes were accelerating. Fat packed into her lower belly and the soft apron that had begun to form, making the overhang more pronounced. When she leaned forward even slightly, the heavy gut settled further onto her thighs with a warm, substantial weight. Her face had begun to soften too—cheeks a little fuller, the line of her jaw less sharp. She caught a glimpse of her reflection in the dark console screen and felt another hard clench around the dildo at the sight of her own rounder, softer features.
84%
Elegg was trembling. Every thrust sent heavy, continuous jiggles through her body. Her belly bounced and settled with a soft, meaty rhythm. Her thick thighs quivered. The soft undersides of her arms trembled when she braced herself. She was no longer simply chubby. She was properly fat, well into the territory of obese, the kind of plump and juicy body that would make clothes tight and movement slower. The thought only made her wetter.
She drove the dildo in deep and held it there, grinding, feeling the thick length press against every sensitive place while the soft weight of her new body shifted and settled around it. Her free hand slid over the curve of her stomach, fingers sinking deep into warm, plush flesh. She could feel it trembling under her palm with every pulse of the device.
91%… 95%… 98%
The final percentages climbed in rapid succession. One last heavy surge rolled through her. Her belly pushed outward again, the soft mass becoming even more substantial, the lower curve resting heavily across both thighs. Her breasts felt fuller, heavier. Her ass and hips had widened further, the soft outer curves spilling generously over the platform. She was breathing hard, cheeks flushed, eyes half-lidded, body softly trembling around the still-glowing shaft buried deep inside her.
100%
The circuits along the purple dildo flared brilliant white one final time, then settled into a steady, satisfied glow. A soft chime sounded. The holographic display updated.
Upgrade Complete.
Safety Overrides: Locked
Status: Stable
Elegg stayed where she was, chest rising and falling, the heavy weight of her softer body settled around the thick toy still filling her. She could feel every new curve, every soft fold, every warm, jiggling inch of the mass she had gained. Her pussy gave a slow, lingering clench around the shaft.
Then the display flickered again.
A new line of text appeared beneath the completed status, faint at first, then solidifying as if the system itself was hesitating.
Safety Overrides: Available
Warning: Disabling may permit unrestricted mass accumulation protocols.
Confirm unlock?
Elegg stared at the words. Her soft belly rose and fell with each breath. The thick dildo still pulsed gently inside her, as if waiting. A slow, curious smile touched her lips. Her fingers—still sunk into the warm give of her own stomach—tightened slightly.
The overrides were right there.
And the system was asking if she wanted them.