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Kim Chapter 10.5 - Unconscious Urges These events take place after Chapter 10 & before Chapter 11 of the Kim story, which can be found on this forum and on this website. --- Kim smirked as she flung open the double doors of Westwood High. For a moment she simply stood in the doorway, hands on hips, basking in her own glow. She knew she looked stunning. Kim wore a tight black spaghetti strap tank top, low cut to highlight the deep cleavage formed by her pushed up breasts. It was cropped just above her belly button, revealing several inches of lean, tanned midriff. The red plaid miniskirt she wore on the bottom was just long enough to cover Kim’s round, heart-shaped ass while showing off her long, shapely legs. She had topped off the outfit with black heels, a designer purse slung over one shoulder, and her shining K-I-M necklace to bring yet more attention to her chest. Her lips were thick with gloss, her nails freshly painted, and her long blonde hair arrow-straight down to the small of her back. With a toss of her head, the undisputed queen of Westwood High began her trademark strut down the hall. Nose in the air, chest out, tummy sucked gently in. Glutes squeezing and hips swaying with every step, and a little arch in the lower back just to emphasize her rear. The students parted way for her as she strode through the crowded hall. Kim could practically feel their awe and envy as she paraded past their admiring faces. It was perfect. As Kim passed yet another awestruck student, she began to feel a slight tightness around her waist. What was that? She frowned slightly, but didn’t stop walking. The feeling of tightness grew - it was her skirt, digging into her… stomach? Her bra suddenly felt tighter too. Kim glanced down - this push up bra was really effective - her cleavage was huge! Wait… were her boobs getting bigger?! And the tightness at her waist - her stomach - oh god, it was getting bigger too! Her hands flew to her midsection, and to her shock Kim found that her flat, lean, toned stomach was transforming into a potbelly! The rounding bulge was pushing out between her top and the waistband of her skirt… and it was soft! Augh! She felt cool air on her bum, and reached behind - her ass was growing too, and it was sticking out the bottom of her skirt! She tried to tug the skirt down, but her bulging cheeks were too big! What was happening to her!? Kim could feel all eyes on her, and panic began to set in. The whole school was watching! She suddenly regretted the catwalk routine, but found herself unable to stop, continuing to saunter helplessly down the hall, several pounds adding to her figure with every step. She was sporting a full beer gut now, her rotund stomach bouncing and jiggling out in front of her. Kim tried desperately to suck in, managing to retract the mass of wobbling flesh back slightly towards her spine. But after just a few steps, her weak abs gave out and her gut sagged out even further than before, hanging precipitously over the straining waistband of her skirt. Aughhh! Where was her girdle?! Kim stared wide-eyed at the crowd around her - no longer admiring, but pointing and laughing! She felt the heat of embarrassment rising in her face, but she kept walking, one high-heeled foot in front of the other, as her bulging gut grew larger, her breasts swelled, and her growing ass became half visible under her failing skirt. She felt the waistband digging painfully into her flesh as her belly expanded past the point of what the poor skirt could take and - SNAP! The skirt burst off, leaving Kim’s heavy, round gut sagging freely out in front of her and her fat, wide ass visible for all to see. Her mouth was a wide open “O” of shock. Seconds later, her top couldn’t take the pressure and - SHRRIIIP! was torn clean off her body. All Kim had left now was her black push-up bra, barely containing her bulging breasts, her black thong, swallowed almost whole by her ballooning ass cheeks, and the heels click-clacking strapped tightly to her feet. She was stunned… and she still couldn’t stop the infernal walk! She continued to strut down the hall as if nothing had changed, surrounded by the laughing crowd. How could this be happening?? Down the hall, Kim saw the faint, angular outline of something… a podium! She… she had to get to the top! She willed her legs to move faster. The crown, it would be hers… she would be queen! She pressed forward, but the harder she tried to reach it, the more the podium receded into the distance. Augh! Make it stop!! As if on command, Kim stopped short. In front of her was a metal trough, completely out of place in the middle of a high school hallway. And it was full of… slop? Kim’s stomach grumbled loudly. The crowd watched with bated breath. Kim looked hungrily at the slop. Surely she wasn’t about to… No! She watched helplessly as her newly rotund body knelt down, on all fours, and stuck her face into the trough! Fresh laughter erupted from the crowd as Kim slurped and gulped noisily, swallowing bigger and bigger mouthfuls of slop. It was SO good…! She felt her belly filling with the thick, rich mixture and becoming taut, but she couldn’t stop! Gulp… gulp… gulp… … gulp… … gulp… ... … gulp… ... ... … gulp… … … Finally, Kim brought her face up out of the trough, gasping for air with slop dripping down her chin. Her face was the deep, dark red of pure mortification. The crowd hooted and hollered, pig noises mixed in with the jeers. Kim’s gut was so full that it sagged almost to the floor. And then she saw the podium again in the distance. The silhouette of a slim figure in a long dress glided angelically towards it, and Kim thought she could make out brown, curly hair… Was that… No! The girl reached the top of the podium, and a crown descended on her head… No! No!!! Unable to control herself, Kim shoved her face back into the trough, gulping down mouthful after mouthful of slop, her body expanding as the crowd laughed and jeered… No… This couldn’t be happening! Augh! Aauugghhhh! AAAAUUUUUGGGHHHHH!!! *** Kim felt hard, cold tile under her hands and knees. Her mouth was filled with something, and she swallowed with a gulp, feeling the sticky sweetness slide down her throat into her stomach. She slowly blinked her eyes open in confusion, then noticed with a start that there was a blurry brown shape just inches from her face. She squinted in the darkness, realizing the only light was coming from… the open fridge? The hallway, the crowd, the trough… they were gone. Kim was in her kitchen, on all fours, her hands splayed on either side of a half-demolished chocolate ice cream cake. The familiar tightness of her pale blue tank top and pink boy short pyjamas hugged her frame. Her lips, chin, and nose were covered with frosting… like some sort of slob! Ew! Kim sank back, sitting on the floor, her stuffed belly bulging out between the hem of her top and her short’s waistband - just like the dream! It was fading fast, but she remembered something about school, prom queen… Was it the usual dream where she won…? Kim let out a sudden, loud belch. BRRAAPPP!! Her mouth fell open with surprise and embarrassment. Augh! Gross! The queen of Westwood could never be caught dead burping like that! Or eating cake… off the floor!! EW!! Kim wrinkled her nose and prissily wrung her hands, as if she could ward away the gluttonous behavior that felt so unlike her. When her mini-panic had settled - and she was sure there were no more burps coming - Kim climbed to her feet, dumped the rest of the cake in the trash, closed the fridge, and moved to the sink to wash her face. She noticed, uncomfortably, how her swollen stomach pressed into the edge of the counter as she leaned forward to clean the chocolate frosting from her lips, chin, and nose. Wiping her face dry with a towel, Kim took a moment, panting and leaning on the counter, one hand on her hip. She was so full that simply washing her face had made her short of breath. She rested a hand on her taut belly. Ugghh… It was sticking out so far… Her stomach would settle by tomorrow… right? Kim made her way slowly back upstairs to her bedroom, using the full support of the bannister along the way. She stumbled into her room, cradling her swollen gut, and collapsed into bed. Within minutes, she was asleep and snoring. --- Let me know what you liked and didn't like!