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Choco Bonbon ZB-26 (collab) + Story Done
🕑 Added 2023-03-13 19:15:04 +0000 UTCThanks for the Waiting everyone! here are the next sequel from the previous Story.
In case you not read the previous story : P22,M37
“There we are, whoever’s in charge of this kidnapping business has no idea what they’re doing,” ZB-26 chuckled to herself as she deftly removed the handcuffs holding her down. “Now to get out of here.”
Searching around the cell, she found a panel on the wall that wasn’t quite screwed down. Working out the screws, she opened it and ducked inside. She found herself in a small maintenance area, with a large, clear tube running sidelong through it. With it being the only option, began to crawl through the tube. She had managed to temporarily escape her captor, but she had to move quickly before she was found again. Shimming her way through the passage, she looked down to see massive vats of liquid sprawling throughout a warehouse. She didn’t pay them much mind. Twisting herself around the next corner, she suddenly found her hips jammed in the tight space.
“Dammit, not now,” she muttered, moving her hands to try and steady herself. She heaved again, but she was stuck fast. Taking a moment to reposition herself, ZB began to wriggle again, but stopped when a strange sound echoed through the pipe. Straining her ears, she realized it sounded like running water, and the sound was quickly growing louder. The sweet smell of chocolate hit her senses, and she started to sweat with trepidation. ZB thrashed in the pipe, trying desperately to dislodge herself before she was caught up in the wave.
The sound of rushing liquid continued to rise, turning into a low roar that echoed through the claustrophobic tube. Despite her best efforts, she simply could not escape from the sharp turn, her body firmly jammed in the bend. A thick, creamy liquid hurtled towards her, and she screwed her eyes shut as the chocolate rapidly shot closer.
The chocolate slammed into her body, spurting around her and lapping at her face. ZB-26 banged on the glass, her shouts muffled by the thick material. Chocolate splashed around her body, soaking into her clothes and jamming her tighter into the pipe. She sputtered and coughed, the pressure climbing as the liquid tried to squeeze past her. The waves of chocolate flooded around her, obscuring her view as it flowed rapidly through the tight confines of the tube.
ZB groaned and squirmed, the pressure rapidly building up beneath her. Her body slid upward a couple inches before getting stuck fast once more, chocolate splashing up against her face. Despite the lubricating fluid covering her whole body, she somehow felt jammed in tighter than she had been to begin with. Glancing down, she gasped with shock, realizing her stomach had swelled forward. It squished against the glass, her body rapidly absorbing the chocolate and thickening in all directions.
The liquid level continued rising, pooling around her head and forcing her to gulp it down to keep it from consuming her. All the while, her body seemed to take in the chocolate like some sort of sponge, her breasts, belly, and butt all puffing up with unbelievable speed. Her butt squeaked as it rubbed against the opposite side of the tube, jamming her hips tightly inside as threads on her clothing tore. ZB moved her bloating appendages as best she could, her rotund thighs wriggling futilely. With each second that passed, her body filled more of the limited space in the pipe, the pressure rising as the chocolate was forced to travel through the shrinking gaps between her fat shape and the tube.
Her clothing had become painted across her obese form, chocolate soaking into the tattered threads. ZB was quickly losing her composure as she was stuffed tighter and tighter into an uncomfortable position, hardly able to maneuver her arms. While ZB squirmed and panicked, she failed to notice the massive figure approaching. A large shadow caught her attention, and she finally looked over, her gaze hardening with anger as she realized who it was.
P22 leaned in with a smirk, watching the squirming T-doll inflate within the claustrophobic space. Placing her hands on the control panel, she turned a dial, increasing the pressure slowly. ZB’s eyes widened as she felt the rich liquid flow faster, rising up around her mouth. P22 increased the pressure again, the pipe creaking and rumbling ominously as the force attempted to ram the blockage free. ZB cast one last frightened glance at the obese girl, then her head was completely covered in the roiling chocolate. The rumbling sound grew alongside the pressure, P22 watching on with interest to see what would give first.
There was a deafening WOOOOSHH, and ZB-26 shot up the pipe, the thousands of gallons of chocolate blasting her through the tube like a bullet through a rifle. Her screams were drowned out by the rushing liquid as she was sent hurtling up and out of sight.
ZB could hardly process all that was happening to her, the sudden acceleration almost knocking her out from the force. She could still feel her body swelling as she careened through the twisting pipes, but the pressure was far too much for her to stop now. Her body rapidly ballooned, her breasts smushing against her bloated face as she helplessly gulped down the delicious chocolate. Her half-naked body squeaked and slipped along the glass, almost perfectly filling out into a cylindrical shape from her constant growth.
After an agonizing minute of travel, the pipe finally spat her out, the giant, chocolate-filled orb flying through the air, now allowed to form into a more natural globe shape. She landed with a loud crash, chocolate oozing from her nipples as her massive body wobbled from the impact. Her hands and feet wriggled uselessly, the taut balloon groaning loudly as it struggled to contain the thousands of gallons of sugary liquid pumped into her. ZB moaned for help, but the only answer was the humming of heavy machinery as it began to roll her off to some unknown part of the warehouse for processing and storage.
She was placed in front of another massive sphere about her size, and her eyes peered through the coating of chocolate to take in the cream-covered shape. She made a grunt of fear when she noticed the tattoo identifying it as M37, but it was quickly covered as multiple nozzles dispensed more of the frosting atop her. Another set of nozzles moved towards ZB, beginning to coat her with fudge.
“Pretty cool setup, eh?” P22 said without warning, making ZB jump slightly. “This place has loads of incredible equipment, took a bit of work to get it working again, but I’d say it was worth it.”
ZB moaned in anger as the machines rotated her body to continue rolling the fudge over her, topping her off with sprinkles as an added touch. P22 smiled as she watched ZB’s head go under, the machines smoothing over the divots with a thick layer of sweet chocolate.
“It’s been fun catching up ZB, but I’ve got to head out now. There’s still a lot of preparations to be done…”
