Chapter 17: Mid-Week Misgivings

The rest of Tuesday was fairly simply. Her fridge and pantry were stocked for the next few days, so meals would be no problem. If she needed anything else, Leah could easily phone one of her friends and have them run a quick errand for her.

Leah put clean sheets on her bed and grabbed her washed pajamas. Before going to sleep, she changed condoms and emptied the old one down her bathtub drain.

"Fuck me." she murmured as she poured out its contents.

She didn't realize how full it had gotten. The box said the condoms were roughly 7.5 inches, and her pre had filled about an inch of the one in her hands.

"That's not encouraging." she remarked. "I might need some magnums soon."

Throwing away the condom, she headed off to bed.

Wednesday did not start as badly as Tuesday. The condom, while somewhat uncomfortable for sleeping, managed to catch a good deal of spillage. Again, Leah emptied the condom before changing into a new one. Like yesterday, she'd produced a lot of precum.

Her breasts still felt tender, and Leah felt a little bloated this Wednesday. Still, she shrugged it off as a menstrual issue.

She was glad not to be doing as much laundry today and spent a good deal of her time binging Netflix and HBO. Leah tried catching up on the Witcher or House of the Dragon, but the nude scenes became too much to bear, forcing her to switch to less mature programming.

Come nightfall, she changed condoms again, then went to bed.

Wednesday night going into Thursday was rough. In her sleep, Leah had an incredibly vivid sex dream.

In it, she was back in her yoga class. She was wearing a tight crop top and yoga pants. Her massive bulge was obvious, yet no one seemed to be paying any mind to it. It made Leah nervous; were they playing some kind of joke on her by feigning ignorance? Or, perhaps they really didn't care? Either way, Leah was suspicious.

When Ashleigh told everyone to bend forward for their next pose, Leah could feel herself getting a boner. She tried pushing it down with one of her free hands, but it was already rock solid and protruding outward.

"Don't feel bad, hun." said the girl to Leah's right. "It's nothing to be ashamed of. Besides, Tasha here loves it when you stare."

Leah looked ahead, seeing the girl in front of her glancing back and nodding.

Tasha reached behind herself and loudly smacked her ass, then wiggled it for Leah's pleasure.

A wetness crept down Leah's pant leg. Panic and arousal overtook her before Leah finally woke in a cold sweat.

While Leah didn't totally cream her sheets that morning, some pre did manage to ooze out from the now too-tight contraceptive. Her condoms had officially become too small.

She spent the rest of the day trying to calm down, and also sent some texts to Pam and Amy. One was a request for some boxes of extra large condoms, and another asked if they could pick up some rubber bedding.

Later that evening, Amy swung by with the supplies.

"Is it really getting that bad?" Amy asked.

"Believe me, if I wasn't actively holding out and distracting myself right now, I'd try to bend you over and fuck you raw." Leah responded.

Both girls shifted uncomfortably, an awkward pause overtaking the room.

"Sorry." Leah apologized, trying to ease the tension.

"No, it's fine." Amy shrugged it off. "Are you still.... y'know, growing?"

"As of this morning, I'm eight and a quarter inches, and definitely girthier. So, yeah."

"Anything else? Your boobs look kind of swollen." Leah's red-headed friend pointed out.

Leah did a double take of her chest before responding.

"Oh, uh, maybe? They've been feeling weird the past couple of days. I was thinking it might be period related, but who knows." Leah explained, rubbing one of her tits. The futa's hard nipples were visible through her shirt.

Amy bit her lip, then immediately realized what she was doing and stopped.

She wanted to be here for her friend, but all this talk about Leah's body was starting to turn her on.

"I... I should go." Amy said, turning to leave.