Commission: Jolene's Taffy Stretcher

Summary: Jolene's sexually-fueled intrusive thoughts get the better of her as she breaks into a candy factory to have at an industrial taffy stretcher. A prompt for jack2112 expanded into a commission.

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Jolene read on the news one day that the candy factory in the town was upgrading their equipment to install an industrial-scale taffy stretcher, one capable of processing enough taffy to supply various states alone. It was then that the intrusive thoughts started. The intensely erotic dreams of being forced into such a machine, stretched beyond her limits and folded over herself. She tried to ignore her urges, that breaking into such a facility was morally wrong, but one too many times of waking up soaking wet, she finally convinced herself to make the trip. So long as she didn't get caught, it would be fine. She was a shapeshifter, after all—the only one on the planet, it seemed—so if she ran into security, she could at least change her appearance to throw them off. The last she wanted was to get tased, captured, and thrown in some lab for study.

She arrived in the dead of night, encountering a chain link fence. She raised her hand, and simply oozed through the fence, reforming effortlessly as she stepped through. It was rather unpleasant, as the chainlink was cool. She moaned as she emerged out the other side, pressing her legs together as a dribble of cum trickled down the side of her leg. Between her body's oppressive sensitivity and the anticipation of strapping herself to the machine, the anticipation was positively torturous. 

She spotted moving lights near the main entryway, a telltale sign of security, and she hurried to the side of the building, looking for a vent to slip through. She quickly found one and slipped her fingers, arms, and then the rest of her body through the narrow slides. Practically liquifying, she stopped to peer through ventilation. She managed to avoid the guards, her semi-liquid body sensing the vibrations of the guards' footsteps. 

She didn't know the factory well at all, so she was thoroughly delayed, but eventually she found her way to the taffy stretcher room. She waited for her opportunity and, when the coast was clear, she emerged from the vent, shaking off the dust that adhered to her sticky curves. She hurried about to lock up and barricade any doors so that no one would interrupt her. Then she rushed for the controls. All that was left was to quickly learn how to operate a dangerous, high capacity machine...

Well, there was a power button, and a control for the speed, and it could work forwards or in reverse... she futz with the buttons until the machine began to slowly rev to life. She gasped, her eyes lighting up, as she hurried over to get on.

She looped the back of her legs around one of the rotating arms, and stretched her back to recline against the other, wrapping her arms to secure herself. She shuddered as a third bar pressed against her backside, causing her upper and lower body to stretch further apart. She panted, her tongue lolling, as she was wrapped around the contraption, her labia pressing hard on her backside as her humanoid form became increasingly indistinct, folding over itself. 

As her tongue slid down her glossy curves, she grunted as it was suddenly scooped up by one of the metal arms and stretched away from her. She moaned pleasurably, her long tongue wrapping around the shaft of the metal bars, her body rocking in a gelatinous state as strands of her gooey form wrapped repeatedly around itself. Her body, feeling kinetic energy from being folded and stretched over and over, began to practically glow with a molten heat. 

Strangely, whenever Jolene felt that she was stretched to her limit, her body relaxed and creaked, and the feeling of tension ebbed away. The sensation left her constantly on the verge of climax, as if she was chasing a high that constantly eluded her. In a moment of lucidity between sensuous orgasms, she traced the sensation of her overstretched body looping around the bars of the taffy stretcher; she wondered if she was actually growing? The accumulation of her sticky form along the bars was growing at a worrying rate... at least, she worried until her legs squeezed her swollen clit, and her body rocked again with a wave of sexual energy. 

Her nipples were growing hard and erected, stretching to the length of thumbs, then sausages, expanding until they were caught by a rotation bar and pulled erotically away from her body. She gasped, trying to retract her body in ecstasy. The metal bars creaked under her strength, but did not yield in their constant rotation. 

She tried to find a trace of her arms, trapped under layers and layers of her misshapen form, but she could barely appraise her own body, warped beyond recognition. Her consciousness burrowed through layers of her sticky body, her head emerging to find the control panel. She focused on a point in her body to manifest a fleshy, glossy tendril, which stretched to the console and turned it up to maximum power. The machine revved up faster, the arms struggling to up the pace, but as the sense of kinetic energy spread through her entire body, she moaned ecstatically, her body bubbling with a hypererotic energy she hadn't felt before. 

The more she was stretched out, the more of her there was. On the verge of passing out from sexual excitement, she held on, barely aware of the fact that her body was growing and expanding at a rapid rate, yet the shrinking of the world spinning around her peripheral vision confirmed her suspicions. Her folded curves sunk into each other, accumulating rapidly; part of her voluptuous ass wobbled as part of its enormous mass lurched to the floor, pulling the rest of her body away from it. 

As Jolene shifted upright, her sensations were overcome by her entire body rippling violently with every move she made, her swollen curves slapping and massaging against each other. It was like she was a balloon filled to bursting. She glanced around, her limbs pulling free from the center of her bloated mass. She looked anatomically like a blob monster, her breasts each looking the size of boulders, fighting for space over her sagging gut; her ass was slowly expanding, enveloping the control console.

The rotating pistons, previously her equal in size, looked little more than a kitchen appliance to her, like a handheld egg beater installed to the wall. Jolene shuddered, her body lurching forward as the folds of her labia expanded wide, like a pair of sliding doors, and clasped upon the folding bars. 

The metal bars stretched inside of her voluptuous hips, wrapping around her ultra-sensitive clit, stretching around itself as they spread her vagina wide. She moaned as she continued to swell and grow, her arms looping to massage her inflating breasts as the rest of her ass continued to swell throughout the open room. She bit her lip and closed her eyes, thrusting against the machine, bolts and metal panels creaking under her absurd strength as she was swelling to fill up the entire multi storey room. The entire building was shaking with every thrust of her sweaty hips as she masturbated vigorously to the taffy machine, a layer of cum flooding the polished floor of the factory. 

As she expanded rapidly, her body grew increasingly hot, her body melting upon itself and reforming rapidly. The growth of her breasts pushed her towards the center of the room, while her ass swelled, pushing through doors and flooding the rest of the factory. In a matter of moments, Jolene had grown to a colossal stature, in varying states of solidity and liquidity, her form spread to all corners of the facility, flushing out any patrolment out through the entrances and through windows. She raised her head, steam escaping her lips as she panted, watching the ceiling approach her gawking expression.

She gasped, her face pressing against the ceiling as her voice muffled. Despite her terror at the claustrophobic situation she found herself in, trapped in a building too small for her limitlessly growing body, her body continued to thrust and masturbate on its own, seemingly tumbling over an event horizon of sexual gratification. She was a ticking time bomb of please, and she was about to explode...

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!~~~":

She crooned, the building crumbling around her as she lurched upwards with another explosive bout of growth. Her curves puffed outwards in all directions as she stood on her powerful hind legs, tearing the taffy stretching machine from its installation. A tendril emerged from between her labia, resembling a tongue; it twisted around the apparatus, crushed it, and dragged it deeper inside of her.

Jolene's body was rapidly changing as primal sexual instinct took possession of her mind. Her arms each split into four fleshing tendrils, slithering around her swollen form to massage her chest, as more tits shuddered in rows beneath her domineering breasts. She raised her ass atop powerful hind legs resembling those of a t-rex; her lower body must've been the size of a baseball diamond as her growth jutted upwards. A tail resembling that of a reptile, though glossy and flesh-like, slapped and brushed at the ground, casting aside fragments of factory rubble in her wake. 

Her head contorted, her jawline stretching in front of her. She opened her mouth wide as fangs jutted across her jawline, spiralling in her mouth in a circle; her newly developed fangs slipped in and out of her agape gums, a tentacle-like tongue lashing about. Jolene felt a rumble in her core; she unhinged her jaw, and let out a bellowing roar that shook the city. The city skyline was dominated by the sudden appearance of a fifty-foot tall monstrous beast!

FWOOSH! As she turned her colossal, dinosaur-like head, her beady eyes caught the glare of a helicopter's spotlight, casting light on her glossy, peach-hued body, morphed into such a monstrous shape, morphed for maximum carnal pleasure. Her self-groping paused as her sense of humility and shame washed over her yet again, the pinpoints of her eyes shrinking to reveal the whites of her eyes. 

Oh no! I've been spotted! I gotta go! She thought, though her voice came out as a guttural bellow. She lumbered away to the relative security of the nearby woods, though not without some property damage caused by her lashing tail collision with nearby skyscrapers. As she made it out of the city, her body rapidly liquified into an amorphous blob, and shrink to disappear into the woods.

Reforming back into a humanoid shape, Jolene stumbled towards a nearby picnic table, hunching over. She gasped, almost liquifying all over again.

"Hoo... that was close... that was WILD, I've never done that..." Jolene huffed, hanging her head... only to find that she was continuing to finger herself, even now.

She removed her fingers from her fat woman hood, took a deep breath, and rose up.

"Gotta calm down... maybe a nice walk will cool me off." She hoped that'd work, even as the slap of her fat lower body against itself, and her seemingly permanently erect nipples signalled that, even now, she was still horny out of her mind. She left a trail of cum as she disappeared into the woods...