>Salazzle sprawled across the heated rock in the bright summer day, waiting for her entourage as she released her powerful pheromones to call them
>She had been hoping to be doted on and ravished, after all it had been a bit lonely as of late
>The pitter-patter of Salandit feet were quick to follow, and she smiled fondly as she caught sight of a number of her followers desperately clawing up the rock heap, each carrying a gift for her
>The first to arrive seemed more than a little eager, and as he slammed the strange, round object down Salazzle sniffed it curiously. It had a strange odor about it, but something was oddly intoxicating to it.
>No matter, she thought, as the other Salandit arrived and began to drop gifts of food, flowers, and more at her feet. As they did so, she kissed each briefly, bending over with a smile as she did so
>By the final one, something felt off. She felt rather full actually, despite not having eaten any of the gifts
>Taking another whiff of the air, she caught that aroma of the odd gift again, this time coming off stronger. Almost instantly however, she felt even more full
>Gasping, she found her belly distended, swollen well beyond a good meal's worth and billowing out steadily from there, as if she was gradually being filled by something
>She groped at it, pushed it in, did anything to try and stop the soft flesh from spilling out further. She found it futile though as it pushed even harder against her, spreading through her fingers and pulling her arms apart
>Before it was too late, she tried to reach for the odd object that was interfering with her body, only to find it missing.
>Her entourage, taken by her swelling form, stood at arms' length. The original gifter clasped it tightly, staring at her burgeoning body with desire as it spread out more across the rock
>Salazzle moaned as she sprawled across the rock, swelling wider still. She wasn't sure how big she'd get, but she didn't think she had much of a choice now
