Cassie Has a Soak Part 1

This month's series features my doe Cassie and her rather... unique anatomy. You'll see expansion, inflation themes, weight gain, humiliation themes and masturbation! I hope you enjoy <3

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“Bill, bill- ad?” Cassie stood, dressed in what would ordinarily be a loose fitting sleeveless shirt, leaning against the wall by her front door as she sorted through her mail. It was the kind of clothing you could wear on a weekend around the house; soft, comfortable, although in this deer’s case it barely wrapped around the gravid expanse of her stomach, tight enough to dimple at her belly button. Cassie wasn’t exactly your ordinary deer.

At six feet tall, the doe’s figure was otherwise athletic - a thin layer of pudge coated her arms and legs but beneath were the muscles of someone who didn’t work out, but definitely worked to stay fit. She had long, light-brown hair which she usually kept tied in a messy ponytail behind her head. Years of jogging, sit ups and stretches could be seen on her trim and tidy figure - the only abnormality was her stomach which pushed out in front of her, bulging and round as though she were pregnant, but soft and squishy as only fat could be.

That was Cassie, and for her, normal clothes were almost out of the question. If she wore clothes that catered to her stomach, they were far too loose around her arms and neck. If she wore clothes that fit everywhere else they practically squeezed her gut so tight she couldn’t breathe! Even though she was far from pregnant, Cassie got most of her tops from maternity stores. They were the only garments that accommodated for her girth, though the price tag at such places meant her wardrobe was laughably small at the best of times.

Cassie sorted bill from junkmail with grim efficacy. She had been let go from her last job as an office temp a few weeks ago and hadn’t been able to bounce back, which was normal enough. A number of conditions can prompt a hasty departure from the workforce, but you only need one reason when your boss finds out that your distended stomach is the result of some kink videos you made for youtube when you were younger. No conversation ever quite feels the same after that, and when the hours stop coming, you look somewhere else. Mumbling under her breath, she had just about done with the accumulating pile of bills when something else slipped out of the stack of mail.

A small, colourful but mostly blue slip of paper landed on the floor, prompting her to groan as she bent over to retrieve it, her gut smooshing up as she did. It was an advertisement - some kind of voucher for a local pool. It looked like they were trying to drum up business by handing out vouchers to a ‘swim and soak’ time of some sort. Instinctively Cassie went to throw the voucher away but something paused her hand. She read it again to make sure she understood it; unlimited time in the hot tubs? She deserved a treat after everything life had thrown at her lately. Between her crappy boss and a worse job search, it was high time she did something for her. Not to mention the voucher pretty much slashed the price of admission. She guessed they’d try to regain their costs on food or whatever but Cassie didn’t care. Smiling to herself and making a note for later, she took the voucher and the bills and waddled into the kitchen.

Cassie’s apartment was a monument to the idea that home could be cheap. All of her furniture was inexpensive and it showed, whether it was IKEA furniture picked up on special or older stuff she’d sourced from garage sales. Her kitchen table was a big wooden thing she’d needed the neighbour’s help hauling into her home. It had already been worn and scratched before she got it, but it was nice and solid. Like everything else she liked to have, it was sturdy and warm. Rays of sunlight danced through her apartment window as she set the bills down and, carefully beside them she placed the blue slip of paper that was her escape for swimming and soaking. The bills she would look at later, she had enough savings to last. For now she thought about what she would wear to the pool - not that she had much of a choice, she was fairly sure she only had a few outfits left.

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Standing in the changing room of her local pool, Cassie was starting to have second thoughts. She had managed to square her street clothes in the too-small locker provided and was examining herself in a nearby mirror.

I definitely should have gone out and bought another swimsuit, she told herself. What was I thinking?

Maybe that was overdoing it. A mother-to-be walked past, offering a sympathetic smile that Cassie reflexively returned. She had learned long ago that it was better to be mistaken for heavily pregnant than to tell the truth regarding her condition. Sympathetic smiles were better than having to explain what ‘belly expansion fetish youtube’ was. Looking again in the mirror beside her she gave a pensive frown. It wasn’t all bad. The doe looking back certainly looked heavily pregnant, her stomach dominating her features more than usual as it stuck out in the shiny fabric of her one piece swimsuit. It turned out to be the only one she had left and it stretched so tight around her stomach she could see the dimple of her belly button through it. Thankfully the fit was less severe everywhere else, so it wasn’t necessarily immodest. It just felt like it to her.

Letting out a small huff, Cassie reigned herself in mentally. It was okay. People mistook her for pregnant all the time. She just hadn’t really worn a swimsuit in a long, long time. After the incident with her stomach the doe had become used to hiding herself away in baggy clothing as much as possible. One piece swimsuits in particular were very close fit. It was natural to think it felt revealing. Another self affirming huff in the mirror and she had psyched herself up enough. She would take a few laps in the swimming pool, then hit that well deserved spa.