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Expansion of a ranch girl - Part One
by PumpkinBelly

"Well, they are all loaded and ready to go," said Jeffreys as he surveyed the freshly packed cattle cars.

"Yes. You must have had quite a time squeezing them in there," said Broadman.

Sam Broadman was a livestock rancher in remote Pesborn County, Kansas. His ranch had had its ups and downs over the last twenty years, with the last economic downturn nearly running him out of business. Sam was glad to have had the sense to hire a biological research engineer a few years earlier in case he had to switch to agriculture. The engineer had developed what was first thought to be a terrific new soil fertilizer with properties that would enable the crops to produce natural insecticides and weed poison. Lab tests at the local agricultural school showed no cancerous or disease causing effects when the crops were exposed to human tissue. However, exposure to the experimental plants caused overactive cell replication.

When the engineer told Sam what he had discovered, they both knew that using the new fertilizer in crops could have unexpected and unknown side effects on humans. Sam could just imagine his three foot ears of corn going to market and mutations popping up all over the country. The resulting stress and lawsuits would drive him to an early grave and end his family's hopes for economic security.

The chances of losing his ranch loomed on the horizon like a giant cow seething and anxious to gobble everything up. He became profoundly depressed until he realized that he had not thought about all of the possibilities for the new compound. What about a new kind of animal feed? Were there any chances of indirect side effects on humans given this kind of application?

Sam started feeding the test grain to his thinnest cow. Perhaps some growth would result, and the work done so far would not have been in vain. For six weeks, the engineer studied the cow for a sign of reaction to the feed. The cow gained close to one thousand pounds by the end of the testing period. The animal's belly was so huge that its legs were raised off of the ground enough to immobilize it. When packed into a land trailer for hauling to market, chunks of the cow's belly oozed out of the openings in the sides.

Sam was almost ecstatic with these early test results. Other tests revealed that the meat held none of the cell reproductive properties of the feed. The future looked bright once again.

A month later as several dozen trucks drive out of the front gate with profoundly fattened cows, eighteen-year-old Jenny Broadman wheels up to the house on her mountain bike. Her shoulder length reddish-brown hair and dark green eyes compliment a face attractive enough to allow her to become a very well paid model. Her thin body and perky C cup breasts complete a picture of delicate beauty. Of course, this is not the way Jenny sees herself.

"Why do I have to be so scrawny?" Jenny ponders gloomily to herself as she walks back to her room. Her room is in the back left corner of the house and is secluded by a thick overgrowth of trees and bushes. It has always allowed her to wallow in self-misery without being disturbed.

Jenny throws her knapsack on the floor and proceeds to strip off her olive green T-shirt and blue jean shorts. She stands in front of her mirror gaping at what she perceives to be a skeletal figure. Although no bone outlines are visible, tears rise in Jenny's eyes as she watches her hands glide over the smooth surface of her flat stomach. She is deeply saddened by the flatness of her butt and the minuscule curves of her hips.

She collapses onto her king size bed to stretch out, and she can't stop crying. She has known for a long time that she is "blessed" with a fast metabolism. She thinks back to six summers previously when she was twelve. Her best friend, John Bradley, and she had both confided in a mutually shared secret. They both dreamed of making her belly grow absolutely huge--parade float-sized or blimp-sized maybe. Of course, these were children's fantasies, but the idea of possessing a large belly has always filled her with happiness and sexual satisfaction. Her dreams of having a belly big enough to always force her legs apart whenever seated, having to have clothes specially made for a person of her immense size, or feeling the firmness upon the curved underside of her bulk when sitting on a floor fueled numerous orgasms since puberty.

In high school, John had become her boyfriend. They had loved each other for years and could not imagine ever dating anyone else. Throughout high school, John and Jenny had devised different ways of stuffing her, but their shared favorite method usually won out. John would sneak four buckets of fried chicken, two dozen chocolate chip cookies, a can of weight gain powder, three two liter bottles of cola, and a gallon of whole milk into Jenny's room through the window at least three times a week. Jenny would consume the chicken and two bottles of cola first. Her stomach would be stretched out at least nine inches after this. She then poured the milk into a couple of pitchers to mix with the small can of weight gain powder. After consuming this, she chugged down the third bottle of cola along with the cookies. At the end of each feast, Jenny's stomach rounded out enough to cover half of her lap. Her eyes glazed over, a silly grin appeared, and she would lay back on the bed so that John could hold her and gently rub her belly. Regardless of how much pleasure these stuffings gave them, Jenny managed to gain five extra pounds over four years! Her body's metabolic betrayal completely disgusted her.

In spite of all of this, Jenny knows there is hope. Hanging in the corner alongside other family photos is an eight-by-ten inch color photo of her older sister, Julie, taken a year ago. Julie stood behind the house with the old tool shed and some trees in the background. Her shoulder length brown hair and brown eyes complimented an even more beautiful face than Jenny's. Julie had a wide smile on her face, and below her 36DD sized breasts sat a belly that stuck out just over three feet in front of her. A pair of triple extra-large denim overalls and purple T-shirt looked appropriate on Julie's nine months pregnant with twins body. Small blue-and-white Nike sneakers completed the outfit.

Julie had started putting on weight before she knew about the pregnancy. The doctor confirmed her condition at the end of the first month, but by then Julie was already twenty pounds heavier, with over ninety percent of the gain in her belly. It seems that the Broadman sisters both had excellent pre-pregnancy metabolisms. However, their genes favor extreme abdominal weight gain after the influence of some environmental stimuli such as pregnancy, stress, or biochemical imbalance from using certain drugs. And once gained, the weight is very difficult if not impossible to lose.

Jenny remembers having to help her sister do even simple things like waddling around or getting dressed during the third trimester. By seven months, Julie had gained one hundred twenty pounds and was having a difficult time coping with her condition. She could not control her appetite and ate off-and-on from morning until night during the last couple of months. In the final week before birth, Julie weighed two hundred seventy-five pounds, which was a one hundred fifty pound total gain. After the birth, she dropped to two hundred sixty pounds and left the hospital wearing one size smaller maternity clothes. Julie has exercised and stayed on a fixed meal plan to get into a healthier physical condition after the pregnancy. However, she has never managed to lose any more of the weight and waddles around with nearly all of the fat still in her belly.

Jenny smiles when thinking of her sister's last visit a few days earlier. Julie came into the house full of energy with her husband, Tim, carrying the children in his arms. Jenny patted her sister's belly and hugged her tenderly. "How are you feeling now?" Jenny asked. Julie said, "Very well considering that I seem to have finally gotten used to having a huge non-pregnant belly. I still have trouble sometimes with little things like tying shoes . . ." She said this while grinning at Tim, and he smiled back. ". . . but I have very loving and supportive help whenever it's needed."

Jenny and Julie went into Jenny's room to talk for awhile. Julie ambled over to the rocking chair in the corner across from the end of the bed and sat down slowly. Jenny sat on the end of the bed. In this privacy, Jenny asked, "Are you really doing okay? You look so beautiful now that I think I'm a little envious." Julie replied, "I'm fine since I started doing weight training and bicycling ten months ago. The program has developed my leg and lower back muscles to make it easier for me to tote around this enormous belly. I still have trouble driving though. I've learned how to compensate for my belly in terms of moving my feet and legs to control the pedals, but I have to sit back so far to be comfortable now that I have problems handling the wheel. My doctor has said that the only way around this dilemma is to modify the car to accommodate my new figure, but we can't afford to do it right now and our insurance won't cover it since Tim can still drive without difficulty." Jenny said, "That's a terrible attitude for the insurance company to have! What about your right to drive when you choose to?" Julie said, "Evidently they don't agree, and it sucks. I'm not worried though because we already have some money put back to do it, just not enough yet. The modifications will be done before too much longer."

During the whole conversation Julie kept a hand on her belly out of habit. She unconsciously rubbed the top and right side some. Jenny gave her her full attention. She almost drooled over contemplating her sister's gloriously sexy body. She wanted that kind of figure so badly that it hurt to think of it for too long with Julie sitting there. Jenny didn't know if she could wait long enough to have children before her body was transformed into this vision that sat rocking a few feet away.

Julie asked, "Did I hear you right a minute ago when you said I look beautiful and that you are envious of my appearance?" Jenny smiled and said, "Yes, that's what I said." Julie said, "I can hardly believe it. Look at me. I'm a giant belly with legs, arms, and a head. I'm stuck in maternity clothes to be most comfortable and really large clothes for moderate comfort. You have a great body. Why would you want to look like I do now?" Jenny said, "I can't adequately explain it. Something about the idea of having a big belly has always excited and pleased me beyond words. I would relish having your type of body. In fact, I dream of a belly over three times bigger than yours as my ideal figure." She quickly asked, "Does this revelation shock you?" Julie replied, "In some ways it does. In other ways I can understand. History is replete with cultures and individuals who love big bellied women and men. Big bellies were once a sign of good fortune because it meant that people were getting more than enough food to survive. Given my corpulent appearance the ancient Romans would probably worship me as a previously unknown goddess. Even after considering these older views, my own cultural bias must be interfering because I don't completely comprehend why you would want to give up such an attractive figure." Jenny said, "I don't think it's attractive though. I've always considered myself too thin and scrawny to be looked at as a mature woman. I look like an overly tall little girl who thinks she's becoming a woman when really she isn't. Sure, I have great breasts, but the rest of me is flat and unfeminine. I perceive a need for curves to feel like an adult woman who is satisfied with her appearance. My need for curves in this case means a very round belly, and I'm not ashamed to admit it." Julie said, "Nor should you be. I respect your choice. I want you to be happy with yourself, and if having a belly makes you happy, then go for it." Julie added, "Just please be careful. Don't do anything that could hurt you without thinking about it carefully first. I will always be here to talk to you whenever you need me to be."

Jenny sat there and thought for a couple of minutes. After the pause she said, "Thanks for your vote of confidence. I will someday have a large, round belly, but I don't yet know when or how this will come about. Regardless of that, please keep this between us. I don't want to have to explain it to everybody else because they will all think I'm crazy." Julie said, "Don't worry. I won't mention it to anyone."

Jenny drifts back to the present from her daydream of talking with her sister. She smiles and decides to call John. An afternoon of spending time with him seems to be a better idea than moping on the bed.

"Hello, John?" Jenny asks through the receiver. "Yes, hello, Jenny. What's up?" John says. "Not much. Can you come over to spend some time with me?" Jenny asks. "Sure, I'll be there in a few minutes. Bye." John says. "Bye," Jenny says.

Jenny hops up and gets dressed in an old oversized summer dress for extra comfort. She stuffs a pillow under it and smiles at herself in the mirror. Her huge bellied dream self stares back at her reassuringly. She giggles and then throws the pillow on the bed and goes outside to meet John at the front gate.

The Bradley home is only five miles away on the same road as her own. She reaches the gate in time to see John coming over the small rise in the road in his 1978 light blue two door Toyota Corolla. He drives through the gate and parks near the house. He jumps out of the car and runs over to warmly greet her with a hug and kiss.

They put their arms around each others shoulders and walk around behind the house through the trees. After talking and laughing for awhile, they eventually reach the barn on the left side of the property. The tree field boundary is just to the right of the building. Jenny walks ahead and wanders into the section reserved for calves and recently purchased cows. There are only a few animals present, and she immediately notices something very strange. A calf born two weeks ago is in its stall asleep. What's so odd about it is that the calf must weigh in excess of five hundred pounds rather than the fifty pounds it should weigh. Jenny's mouth falls open in shock upon seeing this.

John walks up behind Jenny and looks in the stall. An expression of amazement flashes across his face as he asks, "What in the name of God has happened to this calf?" Jenny is dumbfounded. She walks in slowly and places a hand very carefully on the animal's tremendously swollen side. "Come feel her," Jennys asks. "Her body is so firm. It's hard to believe that this isn't just a lot of blubber or fluid since this calf is only two weeks old." John says, "Two weeks? This is too improbable to calculate. A five hundred pound calf has never been heard of before, at least not in this county." "True. We would have seen it in the papers or local farmer's journal before now if there had been one anywhere around here," Jenny says. She adds, "And yet it's here, in our barn! Let's look around and see if we can find some kind of explanation for this, no matter how implausible it seems to be." "Okay," John replies.

The two split up and look through every section of the building. All of the fully mature cow stalls were emptied a few hours ago, so the only things to really check out are the supplies and equipment. Jenny checks the watering trough and finds nothing. She continues searching the opposite side of the building yet finds nothing peculiar. John finds a number of crates about twenty feet away from the calf area in a storage room. "Jenny, come look at this," John asks. Jenny rushes over to the storage room to see a stack of large wooden crates marked with red-and-black letters. The labels read: WARNING, Cow feed RTS-792, poisonous to humans and other animals. Jenny steps back from the crates in confusion. Poisonous cow feed? RTS-792?

"John, I don't understand this at all. Dad has always used regular feed with the cows. Do you think this could be some type of experimental feed that he is testing?" "It must be. You and I both know that your dad would never use anything dangerous to feed his animals. However, given the condition of that calf, this must be the answer we have been looking for. I know it's not very scientific to associate this as the sole reason behind the calf's condition, but it is the only out-of-place element that either of us have been able to find," John says.

Jenny sits down beside the crates to think about the situation for a few minutes. Then the thought hits her. "Where's the information packet on this stuff? Have you seen it in here?" Jenny asks. John replies, "No, I looked around the crates and didn't see anything else except a little hay."

Jenny gets up and runs to the small records office at the end of the barn. She boots the records computer and asks John to check the hard copy filing cabinets. After about an hour of searching, Jenny finally runs across an encrypted folder on the second backup optical disk. The folder is labeled: "RTSproj". She finds the decryption program and copies the decrypted information over to a clean ZIP disk. John watches as Jenny pulls up the summary for the information packet from the copied file.

This information displays for them to read:
RTS-792: New animal feed from experiments conducted on Broadman Farm. Compound used to produce this feed was originally designed as a crop fertilizing agent in case the economic condition of the cattle industry forced the Broadman Farm to switch over to raising crops. Results of initial tests show 350% to 400% increase in crop yields when compared with national quotas for the previous season. Laboratory testing revealed that consumption of the plants fertilized with this compound would cause massive cell replication in humans and animals, specifically in the muscle and fatty tissues. When fed to cattle, the cows gained an average of 1,200 pounds, with 99.9987% of the new tissue accumulation in their bellies. Further tests show that the chemicals in the feed responsible for the fattening process naturally drain out of a cow's system, so consumption of the meat by humans is safe. Tests are being done to see if this feed may be used with other livestock in the future.

Jenny sits back in her chair stunned. Her dream of a splendidly large belly could be realized with this secret miracle of science stored in the next room! She quickly turns off the computer and puts everything back where she found it. She ejects the ZIP disk and puts it into her dress pocket. She then starts to run out of the office, but John grabs her before she has a chance to make it through the door.

John turns Jenny to face him and asks, "Where do you think you're going?" "Where do you think, loverboy?" Jenny answers in a sultry and excited voice. The look on her face is one of obsessive desire. Her compulsion to develop her belly is obviously clouding her judgment. "This could be very dangerous, Jenny! I don't want you to get hurt. You know I adore the thought of you with a big belly, but this stuff could cause you to grow all over. You may grow a giant belly, but at the same time you may also become fifteen feet tall and get very sick. Please don't do this . . ." John says with a desperate tone in his voice. Jenny stands still and looks into John's worried eyes. Jenny thinks to herself, "He really is afraid of what could happen to me. Wait, of course he is. He loves you you silly dope!"

"John, according to what the test report said, there is no evidence that it will make me grow taller. It will probably make me grow considerably fatter in my belly, which is what we both have wanted for years! Look, I know it could be dangerous, but I'm tired of waiting for a pregnancy or some other miracle to happen along to fatten me up. This could be the only chance I have to develop my dream body. I know that neither of us is ready to be a parent, and the other alternatives are just too much harder for me to consider trying." Jenny continues by asking, "John, I love you very much, and I know you feel the same way about me. Please help me do this. I'm willing to take a chance if you will stand by my side and support me in this effort. Please, honey, I know it's an incredible risk, but I want to do it! What do you say?"

John sits back down in the desk chair. His face wears a look of intense concentration for a few minutes. "Jenny," he asks, "you will have to make an earnest promise before I even consider going along with you in terms of doing something that is conceivably so dangerous." "What do you want me to promise?" Jenny asks. His attitude reassures her that he is taking the concept of the new feed extremely seriously, but she hopes his answer will involve going ahead with using it. "Jenn," he says, "I want us both to go into your room and work up a detailed plan regarding how we want to do this. I do not want to see you after you have become impatient and secretly swallowed a whole bag of the stuff . . . without control, you could become a completely helpless blob of flesh. Unable to feed yourself. Unable to breathe without an oxygen mask. Unable to even make love with me. I'm sure you would be miserable if something like that happened. I know I would be." Jenny turns away from him and looks hurt for a moment. After a few seconds of considering it, she knows that he is right. She wants to be relatively enormous, but she does not want to grow so big that life becomes a painful chore rather than a relished gift. She turns back to him and says, "You're right. I want to be huge, but I don't want to run the risk of accidentally overdoing it. We need to work out a plan that will satisfy both of our desires without injuring me. Let's write a plan. I promise to follow it."

Jenny and John put their arms around each other and walk back to her room. Once there, they lock the door, sit down on the floor rug, and start writing the plan on a large yellow legal pad. "Hmm," Jenny says, "First, we need to think about getting some larger clothes for me to wear while I'm growing. How about maternity clothes a few sizes bigger?" John says, "Sure. We can start shopping on the Net tonight and visit a few stores tomorrow morning." Jenny continues, "Next, we need to stock up on extra food. According to the information packet the feed increases the appetite, so we have to be prepared for monstrous cravings." She grins. "We also need to think about investing in a van sometime in the future. I'm thinking that my belly will eventually be way too big for me to fit into a regular-sized car. What do you think?" John scoots over and picks Jenny up to sit her in his lap. He puts his arms around her and gently rubs her tummy while kissing the back and side of her neck. He replies, "I agree. You will be quite large by the end of our plan. I could just imagine trying to squeeze your bulk into my Toyota. If we ever succeeded in stuffing you in, then we would have to ask the fire rescue unit to come cut you out!" This last comment results in them looking at each other and breaking out into a shared fit of laughter that lasts for about five minutes. When this is over, they kiss and cuddle for awhile before falling asleep on the rug.

To be continued