Moral Support

Tamsin trailed behind her friend, her footsteps quiet on the tiled floor of the oversized shower room. The space was simple but massive, with polished tiles from floor to ceiling and showerheads lining the walls. The air smelled faintly of soap and warm water.

“It’ll be fine,” said her tall, black-haired friend, Brynn, glancing over her shoulder with a confident smirk. Her long hair cascaded down her back like a shadow. “I’m a professional. I’ve done this a ton of times, and I’ll be there for every minute.”

Tamsin hesitated, nervously brushing her red hair back behind her ears. “Will you… will you go first? You know, so I’m more at ease?”

Brynn chuckled, tossing her hair over her shoulder. “Of course. I needed to stretch a bit anyway,” she replied, her tone casual.

The two walked toward the far end of the room, where a flexible hose was attached to the wall near one of the larger shower stations. Brynn picked it up, inspecting it briefly, before stucking it up her butt with a practiced motion.

“Okay,” she said, placing her hands on her hips. “Turn it on.”

Tamsin hesitated but eventually twisted the knob. The water surged through the hose with a hiss, causing it to jerk slightly in Brynn’s hand before flowing into her.

Brynn exhaled sharply and braced herself against the tiled wall, her head dropping forward as her body began to respond. Her toned stomach began to swell, rounding out slowly at first, but with each passing second, the curve became more pronounced.

Tamsin stood frozen, watching in awe as Brynn’s belly grew heavier and fuller, sagging slightly from the weight of the water. Unable to resist her curiosity, Tamsin stepped closer and pressed her ear against the stretched skin of her friend’s stomach. She could hear the rhythmic sloshing of water inside, like waves in a tide pool.

“Turn it up,” Brynn said, her voice strained but steady.

Tamsin hesitated, glancing up at her. “Are you sure?”

“I’m sure. Do it.”

Reluctantly, Tamsin cranked the knob higher. The flow of water intensified, and Brynn groaned, her body reacting immediately. Her stomach swelled faster, growing so large that it pressed against the floor. The taut skin gleamed under the overhead lights, stretched impossibly tight.

“Ohhhhhh… gaaawwwwd,” Brynn moaned, leaning forward as her massive belly now supported her entire weight. Her tiptoes barely touched the ground as she tried to stay upright, her breaths coming in short, shallow gasps.

“I don’t think I can take any more,” Brynn said finally, water starting to trickle from where the hose was attached.

Tamsin hurried behind her, gently removing the hose and turning the water down. Brynn sagged in relief, still leaning on her enormous belly, while Tamsin hesitated. After a moment, she took a deep breath and affixed the hose to herself.

When the water began flowing, Tamsin gasped, her knees almost buckling. “Ohhh,” she murmured, her pale cheeks flushing a deep crimson. “I see why you like this.”

She leaned forward, resting her smaller frame against Brynn’s enormous, sloshing belly. It was warm and firm, and when she pressed her hands against it, it gave slightly beneath her palms. The low, drum-like sound coming when she thumps her fingers on it was mesmerizing.

Brynn chuckled weakly, her voice muffled by her exhaustion. “Told you it wasn’t so bad.”

Tamsin managed a small smile, her own modestly rounded belly feeling like nothing compared to Brynn’s massive size. After a few more moments, she twisted the knob and shut off the water, leaning back with a shaky exhale.

“Thanks for the moral support,” she said, gently patting Brynn’s stretched stomach.

Brynn groaned, shifting her weight slightly. “Ready for round two?” she teased, her smirk returning despite her fatigue.

Tamsin’s eyes widened. “You’re impossible.”

“Determined,” Brynn corrected with a wink.