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The great, terrible [b]HISSING.[/b] The combinations of substances and spirits in her middle had forged a storm inside of her little guts that could not be contained, immediately straining and [b]HEAVING[/b] outward with such intensity that it turned her clothing into shreds; her figure fallen and spasming; her eyes bulging, bulging, [b]BULGING[/b] out of her skull!\n\nHer only mercy is the numbness felt on feeling her limbs lose their form and dome out with chemically forged gasses, each finger and toe bloating out into spherical sausages; each breast expanding beyond her years into transparent beach balls. Even her vulva had twitched, spasmed and groaned into something great and wonderful, constantly thumping and straining on the verge of her first and only and final orgasm of her short, bratty life.\n\nThe colors of her middle shift and strain; the hues turning redder; redder; [b]REDDER.[/b] Devastating panic muffles out of too-tight lips that begin to chap and splinter apart from the pressure; cheeks and chundering cunt-muck gutter and gurgle and groan like dying animals; the four corners of her body losing themselves more and more into the form of her formless body. She isn't a girl anymore; no longer a stupid brat, but a miserable little bitch who was about to blow into a thousand tiny scraps of flesh and offal.\n\nWith thick blood-colored spaghetti clouding her eyes and a funny feeling in her pink parts, her world began to deafen with air gushing out of her ears at scalding speeds and pressures. Squealing. Squealing. Squealing. There's no going back! 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Stupid brat. There's no going back from this.

None of the warnings stuck; none of the punishments or stern talking-to's. Nothing stopped her from getting into the cabinets; into the drawers; under the beds and into the closets. If she could reach it, she was going to take it - and, in her fascination, she took entirely too much.

Topical creams; tanning lotions; beauty products and bottles of pills. Strange, buzzing toys and elaborate cocktails that smoked when poured. Patches that suckled on her skin and fell off after distributing their dosage; tinctures and salves and bottles and jars, jars, so many jars! Why had her parents hid all of this fun, beautiful stuff from her?

For an hour she embraced what would be seen as profound, irresponsible, life-ending madness. How true that would turn out to be.

She giggled as warm oils and measured chemicals pressed into her skin; laughing as she tasted chewy, crunchy tablets; dressed herself up in jewelry and finery plucked from boxes that asked the holder to never look into its surface; to never remove from its box. Drugs both recreational and prescription entered her system - along with a thousand other completely unnecessary things.

It was only after that hour of meaningless, shameful playtime that something started to feel wrong. The mother of all stomachaches punched her in the guts and spread to her organs; she fell to her knees, simultaneously belching; gasping; hiccuping and burping with half-seconds inbetween. Her eyes like the colors of gasoline and psychadelic death-rattles gurgled out of her throat in unison with the last drool she'd ever splutter.

She seized and slammed into the halls with disgusting impacts, each slam and shudder evaporating portions of her innards with squelches and fizzes; foam and tears and fluids leaping out of her body like overly full drinks and fireworks. Her body sloshed back and forth like a bathtub filled with water; her body fell and bounced and fell again, the living room carpet acting as her final bed to jump upon!

And then: the hissing. The great, terrible HISSING. The combinations of substances and spirits in her middle had forged a storm inside of her little guts that could not be contained, immediately straining and HEAVING outward with such intensity that it turned her clothing into shreds; her figure fallen and spasming; her eyes bulging, bulging, BULGING out of her skull!

Her only mercy is the numbness felt on feeling her limbs lose their form and dome out with chemically forged gasses, each finger and toe bloating out into spherical sausages; each breast expanding beyond her years into transparent beach balls. Even her vulva had twitched, spasmed and groaned into something great and wonderful, constantly thumping and straining on the verge of her first and only and final orgasm of her short, bratty life.

The colors of her middle shift and strain; the hues turning redder; redder; REDDER. Devastating panic muffles out of too-tight lips that begin to chap and splinter apart from the pressure; cheeks and chundering cunt-muck gutter and gurgle and groan like dying animals; the four corners of her body losing themselves more and more into the form of her formless body. She isn't a girl anymore; no longer a stupid brat, but a miserable little bitch who was about to blow into a thousand tiny scraps of flesh and offal.

With thick blood-colored spaghetti clouding her eyes and a funny feeling in her pink parts, her world began to deafen with air gushing out of her ears at scalding speeds and pressures. Squealing. Squealing. Squealing. There's no going back! It's time to EXPLODE!!

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