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#Post#: 194--------------------------------------------------
Garden Comm $$$
By: Cya Date: April 11, 2019, 5:18 am
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I was thinking a story that had a married couple that the
husband was cheating on his wife. The wife finds out and goes to
see a sorcerer that gives her the power to unbirth her husband
and his new love. After she unbirths them she gives birth to
them and turns them into her babies who have all their adult
minds intact while being babies in body. They will grow to love
their diapers by orgasming every time they use the diapers.
Eventually getting lost in their babyhood. Also would like to
see them have to breastfeed while the wife rubs their diapers to
climax them.
Hope that makes sense
Wife discovers that her husband(who can't get her pregnant) is
cheating, feeling dejected, she goes to the local mall to run up
his credit cards and comes across a fortune teller who is
actually a power sorceress that reads her future and gives her a
mystic item that can make her biggest dream come true. She
confronts the cheater and his whore, using the item that she was
given and is shocked by what happens, both of them get sent to
her womb. She gives birth to twins and raises them from the
start.
#Post#: 220--------------------------------------------------
Re: Garden Comm $$$
By: Cya Date: May 8, 2019, 4:53 am
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In a sea of cubicals, Jamie Witherfield sat in front of her
computer in disbelief as she watched the video stream from her
home security system. At the age of twenty nine, she had
accomplished much in her life. She had graduated college with a
technical degree and had a minor in computer studios. Jamie was
happily married soon there after to her high school sweetheart.
Needless to say, she was pleased with her life, but the last ten
seconds of footage caused everything she had ever known to
spiral out of control.
While the monotonous symphony of rapid typing could be heard
coming from her fellow coworkers, Jamie watched the love of her
life locking lips and swapping spit with another woman.
Everything seemed to go silent in her world as she watched the
footage of her husband and his mistress passionately making out.
'That son of a ****!'
Of course, their marriage hadn't been perfect the last year or
so. Jamie had been desperately trying to get pregnant, going so
far as to having sex with her husband three times a week, for
almost six months, but no matter how much they ****, he kept
failing to give her the baby she needed in her life. She had a
sneaking suspicion that he wasn't doing everything he could to
get her pregnant. Sure, he had switched to boxers, but he rarely
showed much emotion when Jamie would get upset over their lack
of success. He'd merely say "Maybe next time" and leave it at
that.
It was about a year ago that she had made an ultimatum "No more
sex until you raise that sperm count". Holly knew that cutting
Jack from sex had been a dangerous move, but she had wanted him
to earn it. At the time it seemed like a good strategy, a great
way to get him to take things seriously and ensure that he would
eventually get her pregnant. However, as she watched the footage
of Jack and his **** tongue kissing, she realized it had only
served to push him away.
Part of her wished that she had never gotten that stupid
security system. At least then she would never have known the
truth. Yeah, there was other things that had tipped her off: the
late nights Jack would come home, the smell of perfume on their
couch and among other things, the weird way Andrew had been
acting. Jamie had naively told herself that he had probably gone
to a strip club. Maybe getting a dance and that's why he would
smell like perfume. In her mind, it would account for the odd
hours, his weird behaviour and the smell, but it didn't explain
why the couch would randomly smell like another woman which is
why she hooked up the camera.
Now, Jamie finally got the answer she sought, but that very
answer only created more questions; what was she supposed to do
now? Should she confront him? Maybe get a lawyer and file for
divorce? Either option meant that she had to leave work at one
in the afternoon. Could she just up and leave work? Hell, it
wasn't like she was going to be getting any work done in her
current state.
'I can't just sit here.'
Jamie sat up from her desk and decided to just leave for the
afternoon. If her boss had a problem with that then Jamie would
just show her the footage of Jack and some random **** playing
tonsil hockey. In all her years with the company, she had never
so much as taken a sick day. So, in her mind, this abrupt
departure was more akin to an emergency than anything else and
she knew that her boss would understand.
---Half An Hour Later---
Without giving it much thought, Jamie had pulled into the first
strip mall parking lot that advertised an attorney. Under
normal circumstances, she would've consulted the Internet for
the best and brightest that money could buy, but she wasn't
exactly thinking straight. Plus, she had literally caught Jack
on film, breaking his wedding vows. Any court in the world would
give her anything she wanted with or without a good attorney.
As she got out of her car, Jamie turned and walked towards the
nondescript strip mall. Numerous businesses called the Santa
Pueblo Plaza home: a tattoo parlor, liquor store and fortune
teller to name a few. It was the latter that caught Jamie's
attention as she stopped in her tracks. She had believed in the
occult, to a certainly extant as an angst ridden teen, and still
felt that a good old fashioned tarot card reading could do her
some good.
An old, rust covered set of bells jingled gently as Jamie opened
the door. Immediately, her senses were overwhelmed by the scent
of Nag Champa incense burning near by. The subtle haze coming
from the incense burner was broken as a Gypsy woman walked into
the "waiting area".
"Good afternoon!" The raven haired woman stated in a thick,
eastern European accent. "I'm Madam Lazuli and you are?"
"Jamie. Jamie Witherfield." The twenty nine year old technical
analyst offered her hand.
"I can sense a great distress in your spirit." The older woman
stated as she shook Jamie's hand.
Jamie gazed at Madam Lazuli. She was old but her wrinkled skin
was radiant, she wore a traditional gypsy dress which was faded
from the years. A slight smile adorned her face that had
disappeared the moment her hand had grasped Jamie's.
"It's that obvious, huh?"
"You seem troubled and I am willing to bet that I can find a
solution to your problems." The older woman replied warmly.
"Unless you double as an attorney, I don't believe that you
can."
"Take a seat, there is work to be done."
Jamie could tell by the woman's expression that she knew that
Jamie had doubts, but more than anything, Jamie just wanted
someone who would listen to her.
"I-"
Before Jamie could utter a single world, the older woman
interupted her.
"You came here to get away from someone," the woman stated as
she started to deal out some cards face down on the table.
Jamie was rather unimpressed, but decided to let the woman
continue.
"There is a hole in your heart." The gypsy declared as she
turned over another card on the table. "However, it is a void
that I see filling soon rather soon."
"Really?" Jamie asked. It was rather odd to tell someone that,
especially someone who was in such deep spiritual distress. Her
whole life was crumbling down and this old lady was just telling
her what everyone else came to her to hear.
"I see someone new coming into your life very soon," the woman
went on with yet another card. "There will be twins in your
future and you'll be a happy mother."
"Wait a minute." Jamie was starting to get a little spooked. Had
Jack gotten her pregnant and she didn't even know it? That
couldn't be possible or she'd be six months along by now.
"Darling, give me your hand again."
Jamie held out her hand, feeling more confused then she had ever
been in her life. The old woman took her hand into hers and held
it tightly for about a minute.
"I know just exactly what you seek."
Jamie felt Madam Lazuli release her hand and leave the table.
"What about my marriage?" Jamie couldn't help but ask. "And you
said something about twins?!"
"Calm yourself." Madam Lazuli spoke with a smile as she returned
to the table holding something in her hand.
Jamie had so many questions now. However, the old Gypsy refused
to answer them. The only thing she did was hold out an odd piece
of jewelry which seemed to have lost its luster.
"This relic is my gift to you. Use it when the time is right."
"But how will I know when to use it?"
"You'll know." Madam Lazuli replied in an all knowing tone. "Now
go seek your husband and that woman. There is work to be done."
"Umm, but how did yo-" Jamie paused and felt rather confused.
Maybe this woman was the real deal. "How much do I owe you?"
"I request nothing, but I can tell you this; you'll pay me
handsomely if you go to your husband right now."
"Umm, okay. Thanks, I guess." Jamie turned away and left out the
front door, clutching the amulet in her hand.
#Post#: 221--------------------------------------------------
Re: Garden Comm $$$
By: Cya Date: May 8, 2019, 5:25 am
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The professional young woman walked out of the store and made
her way back to her car. After getting into the driver's seat,
she stared at the trinket in her hand, wondering what it meant.
Was it merely a gift or something more? For some reason, she
felt compelled to wear the pendant and she did just that,
unclasping the chain before affixing it around her neck.
"Hmm, that's looks pretty good on me." Jamie mused as stared at
her reflection in her rear view mirror. "Now let's go pay Jackie
boy and his **** a visit."
----
Jamie Witherfield pulled up to the curb in front of house and
parked her car. As she got out, Jamie noticed a purple Toyota
Corolla parked next to her husband's car in the driveway. Just
seeing this stranger's car in her driveway was all the
confirmation she needed, but as the old woman had said, she
still needed to go to him. What that would solve was anyone's
guess. Still, Jamie ultimately knew that she couldn't play dumb
and try to ignore the obvious. After all, she had already left
work early and drove all the way here. Like a stubborn bandaid,
on a hairy leg, she had to rip it off and deal with the pain
that followed.
Jack Witherfield was on top of his lovely new girlfriend,
ramming his hard **** into her tight, brown puckered hole.
"You dirty ****!" Jack shouted in between thrusts.
Her legs were wrapped firmly around him, her ankles touching his
back, as she felt all of Jack's manhood enter her most filty of
passages over and over while she jammed her fingertips into her
moist clit. The young woman had her mouth was open in
anticipation, waiting for Jack to start making out with her.
"Patricia!"
Jack howled out as he felt his lover's body grow stiff.
Jack was caught off guard by Patricia's odd reaction. Her
fingers had been rubbing gently at her ****, but suddenly she
stopped, her body frozen in shock. He watched as her expression
turn from nasty and depraved to one similar to a mouse that had
seen a cat.
"What's wrong, babe?" Jack asked dumbly.
The young woman could only point a finger past where Jack was,
her arm stretched towards the front door. It was at that moment
that Jack noticed a slight breeze kissing his naked body.
"Oh, why did you two stop?!" Jamie asked in a sarcastic tone. "I
really enjoy watching my cheating husband **** some dirty ****
on MY couch!"
"Jaime!" Jack pulled himself out from Patricia's ass and turned
to face his wife, his **** still standing at attention when he
asked, "What are you doing home so early?!"
"That's all you have to say?" Jamie asked, her blood starting to
boil as her body shook with rage.
"What do you want me to say, Jamie?" Jack responded, visibly
growing annoyed himself. "You cut me off from sex! Not only
that, but every single time that you and I did have sex, you'd
start giving me **** about how I can't give you a **** baby!"
As the two argued, Patricia laid on the couch in disbelief,
staring at the glowing green amulet that hung around Jamie's
neck. She recalled hearing stories of magic and ancestral
rituals from her grandmother, who came from Peru. Of course, the
young woman never thought any of that crap could be for real,
but she was unable to explain the energy that started pulsating
from the pendant. It swirled outwards from the gem and began to
envelop Jack, who was too busy arguing with Jamie to take note
of the aura consuming him.
"Umm, Jack." Patricia spoke, unsure of what see was seeing in
front of her.
"And have you ever considered that it isn't my sperm but your
ovaries that kept you from getting pregnant!?"
"Jack!" Patricia yelled, trying to get his attention.
"Not now, babe." Jack stated, not even looking at his
girlfriend.
"My ovaries are just fine!" Jamie retorted before screaming out,
"You're just an inconsiderate ****!"
"Jack!" Patricia stood up, her boobs jiggling. "You're ****
glowing!"
"What?" The man looked down at his hands and saw that they were
indeed glowing with a brilliant, almost unnatural hue of green.
It was like a scene out of the Simpsons when someone got
irradiated at the power plant. Jack could only stammer, confused
at his body's change in color. "What the **** is happening to
me?!"
Jamie thought that something had looked odd about Jack, but
merely chalked it up to her eye sight being affected by her
anger. However, something was definetly happening to these two
idiots regardless of how pissed off she was. It was at that
moment that she heard the little ****, Patricia, say something
about her gift from the gypsy.
"Yeah, it's nice isn't it?" Jamie couldn't help but brag,
feeling suddenly more confident and- ****?!
"It's not nice at all!" Patricia shot back at Jamie. "That thing
is a cursed gem stone or something!"
"I'm willing to bet that's why the gypsy gave it to me. To curse
you and my ungrateful husband!"
Jamie pointed an accusing finger at Patricia. No sooner than she
stretched out her index finger, a surge of energy traveled from
the amulet and ran through the lenght of her arm before leaving
the tip of her finger. The magical energy shot out from Jamie's
finger and hit Patricia right between her bare breasts, causing
the younger woman to gasp out in pain.
"You ****!" Patricia spoke out in a labored voice.
While Patricia laid out on the couch in agony, Jack stood there,
thinking about how insane this whole thing was. He was clueless
as to where his wife had gotten such a strange gem, but more
than anything, he was pretty sure that he used to be taller than
Jamie. Not only did his wife look taller than she did just
moments ago, but the whole room seemed to grow larger!
"Holy ****!" Patricia shrieked. "Jack! You're shrinking!"
Jack looked over at his girlfriend and found her sitting above
him on the couch that they were just having sex on. His eyes
were literally now at the same level as the couch cushions! He
quickly turned his gaze back up at Jamie, his eyes widened in
shock as Jamie wore smug grin. He watched his giant of a wife
fold her arms under her chest, giving them an added prominence.
Never before had he thought of her breasts as large, but they
too seemed to have grown. Maybe it was his perspective or maybe
that damned necklace was doing something to her chest, but
regardless of any of that, Jack could only lick his lips,
suddenly feeling thirsty.
Jamie smiled as she looked down at her babyish husband. Where
once a man of thirty years stood, now stood a baby that looked
barely over a few months hold. She drank in the sight of the
baby boy who looked equally confused and startled by this
development which only served to amuse Jamie. The technical
analyst took a few confident steps forward and posed herself
above her dimished and regressed husband. Jamie reached under
her skirt and pulled down her panties, dropping them next to
Jack.
Both Jack and Patricia watched this bizarre display, wondering
just what had gotten into Jamie. Even Jamie couldn't explain her
actions if someone had asled her what she was doing, it was like
her brain was on autopilot. The only thing she knew was that she
had to oblige a deep compulsion to strip her **** of all
obstructions and then-
"Oh my God!" Patricia screamed out in disgust. "What the ****
are you trying to do?! Suffocate Jack with your old vag!?"
Jaime turned her vacant eyed gaze to her new daughter. She knew
that soon Patricia would be ready to enter into her womb, but
first she had to finish with her baby boy. She could feel Jack's
head being sucked into her womb as his chest was going past her
cervix. Using her size advantage, she squatted down even lower
and proceeded to envelop the boy's entire body into her ****.
She could feel his feet twitching and wriggling as she stood up.
"What the ****?!" Patricia sat there, jaw dropped in shock. She
couldn't believe her eyes. One moment her babified boyfriend was
standing there and then he was gone! Vanished into his wife's
body like a snake consuming it's prey!
"I wouldn't get too comfortable on my couch, you little brat.
You're next."
Patricia didn't wait around to make a retort, she rolled onto
her newly regressed knees and tried to crawl away from the
towering Jamie. The scorned wife made an effortless grab for the
her, but came up empty. Patricia didn't know it but Jamie was
literally playing with her, trying to put the fear of God into
the tiny, baby girl.
The toddler sized girl crawled to the edge of the couch and used
her hands to hold onto the couch as she lowered herself to the
ground. Her pudgy arms weren't very strong and she fell the
short distant but thankfully her fat little ass broke her fall
as a slapping sound rang out from where her baby fat bottom met
the floor. She was so startled by her sudden fall that she
forgot why she was trying to flee.
Jamie decided that her little game had gone on long enough; it
was time to show Patricia just what she could do when she
bothered to try. In just two steps she stood over the regressed
Patricia. Before the tiny tot could so much as blink, Jamie had
hooked her hands beneath Patricia's armpots and lifted her up
off the floor.
"Holy ****!" Patricia stammered in her babyish voice. "Pwease!
Let me go!"
"I can't do that. I was promised twins. It was mentioned by the
old woman's prophecy. Besides, Jack-I mean- Your brother needs a
sister!"
Patricia did the only thing she could do after hearing such an
insane reply; kick her legs. Hanging there, a mere foot off the
ground, Patricia kicked her legs, flailed her arms and shook her
head wildly back and forth, struggling to get free—not really
thinking that at her current size, at her current age, free was
the last thing she could ever be. Even if she did somehow break
free. What could she do? She'd have to grow up all over again!
"You're going to be a kicker, aren't you?" Jaime chuckled.
The tiny tot kept swinging her arms around and throwing kicks,
but it was all for naught. As she felt Jamie gradually pull her
higher into the air, she couldn't help but look up, not wanting
to focus on the ground. Even though she had a fear of heights,
Patricia suddenly wanted nothing more than to look back down
after coming face to face with a huge pair of vaginal lips that
dripped their sticky dew onto her face. Patricia screamed one
last time as she felt her head get consumed by Jamie's enormous
****. Even at her current height, Patricia knew that no one's
**** could get so big! Jamie was using that damned Gypsy magic
to pull her into her womb!
Jamie couldn't help but moan loudly as she felt her newly
"conceived twins" wriggle and squirm around in her belly.
Speaking of her belly, she looked positively close to bursting!
If she didn't know any better, she'd have to say that she was
probably a good nine months along. Still, she'd give them a few
weeks to cool off.
---Five Months Later---
They will grow to love their diapers by orgasming every time
they use the diapers. Eventually getting lost in their babyhood.
Also would like to see them have to breastfeed while the wife
rubs their diapers to climax them.
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Re: Garden Comm $$$
By: Cya Date: May 10, 2019, 6:00 am
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The sorceress smiled, confident that her new adult daughter was
more than ready to enter into her womb. Miss Veldes stood over
Becky's head and squatted over her. Needless to say, the
preschool minded adult looked up in shock as she saw a pair of
massive vaginal lips hover above her head. Becky struggled to
yell, but it was all for naught. The witch used her magic to
pull the adult woman up into herself.
A few sexual sounding moans came from Miss Veldes as a very
squirmy Becky writhed around her birth canal, ultimately
tickling the inside of her **** as she was slurped up into the
womb.
Becky thrashed about, frightened by the sudden darkness as she
felt warm waters wash over her and quickly submerging her body.
What happened next is still a mystery to Miss Veldes, but she
assumed it had something to do with her magic. Anyway, at that
instance, Becky's umblical cord fused her to her new mother. She
then took her first ‘breath’ from within her new mother and was
simultaneously liberated from the burden of her intelligence.
Her destiny now was to be nothing but to be a baby for her new
found mother, the woman who would care for her in the coming
centuries.
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Re: Garden Comm $$$
By: Cya Date: May 10, 2019, 6:12 am
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A wave crashed over Emma, a sensation building up from within
and breaking down. She doubled over, holding her stomach and
groaning. And when she found the strength to rise back up,
prepared to remind this quack just who she was, she found her
eyes now at belt level. Her shirt was down at her knees, her
sleeves swallowing up her arms.
She looked up at Cheryl, eyes widened in shock, and upon seeing
the smug glint in Cheryl’s dark eyes, Emma flinched. Cheryl
folded her arms under her chest, giving added prominence to her
breasts.
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