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"There's my little baby!"

Cynthia's massively swollen stomach was suddenly rubbed by a pair of paws, with such gentle movements that she knew immediately who had arrived. The wait had been rather long; as Cynthia felt she was the victim of many onlookers' gazes, unable to do anything but lay on her back as her gargantuan curves kept her pinned down. At least Mida was around to ease the boredom, even if that meant receiving the "occasional" (frequent) "tickle" (groping and fondling). Maybe the arrival of their mother would fix this.

Or maybe she would join in.

"This is even better than you said, Mida! She's almost as big as I was when I was pregnant with you two and the rest of your litter! I'm so proud of you, Cyn!"

This pride was quickly demonstrated through what felt like a quick, sudden massage across the vast expanse of flesh which she called her belly.

"I want to go home, Mom..."

"Good idea! No reason you shouldn't be comfortable, instead of lying on this cold, dirty floor!" She paused, likely speaking to the nearby storeowner. "No offense, of course!"

Cynthia then heard some slight muttering between her sister and mother, which were conversing atop her stomach, with one of them resting their elbows on her. After a moment, she then felt both her arms being grabbed and tugged on, as she was gradually pulled upwards into a sitting position. Due to the size of her abdomen, she had to spread her legs to the side while she sat. Her breasts rested atop her stomach, but slid slightly off to the sides, which finally gave her a vision of the outside world once more. At the very least, it gave her a few seconds of it, before the view was invaded by her mother's face, which gave her a big, sloppy, yet motherly kiss.

"There's your pretty little face! Let's get you home! Good thing I brought the pickup!"

With a little "encouragement" from her mother, Cynthia was quick to jump on her feet, lest her bottom be given another pat. She was amazed to discover that despite all the sudden weight she had gained within less than an hour, she had no trouble standing as she always had before. Granted, the bottom of her belly dragged against the floor, the tunnel vision created by her breasts necessitated the help of a guide, and she needed a push to fit through even the wider doors, but otherwise, everything was fine!

A few moments later, she would not have noticed they had arrived at the vehicle, if not for the paws moving against her, which made her turn around and gently helped her up. She knew she was now sitting in the back of her mother's truck by the feeling of the plastic grooves against her bare butt, as well as the door which closed against her navel, far out of her reach. Even with her back against the glass of the passenger section, she felt she touched all three other sides of the cargo area, the cold feel of the metal making her shiver slightly.

"You just hang in there, Cyn! We'll be home in no time! It'll be much easier there!"

Cynthia's heart beat a little faster at this comment. Her mother was such a veteran of this experience; she knew what this kind of growth would entail. She tried to relax as the truck started rolling, the wind making her light blue hair flow around her face. With her eyes closed and the sound of the wind whistling against her ears, she didn't notice any of the tire screeches or collisions happening during the ride. It was likely a coincidence, after all, there was no way it could involve the sight of such a swollen naked snow leopard.

Besides, Cynthia had other worries on her mind at this very moment. Her mother was right, the growth was not finished. However, while the first growth had been focused on her chest and hips and the second had instead made her stomach grow, this one seemed to happen all around herself. She was still the same size; she knew this because the metal against her back didn't move in the slightest. Instead, she felt nearly all her flesh grow slightly, as if billowing out gradually, rolling over what little space was not occupied in the back of the truck.

With the feeling of her soft, pliable skin filling out even the corners of the box, Cynthia was certain. She was now gaining weight, for real, this time. This was not just a spontaneous increase in size which defied physics with its absent mass, she was becoming fatter. The truck itself felt it too, as it let out a loud, metallic creak, and she felt the angle of her ride shift downward ever so slightly. The sound emitted by the engine increased in volume and ferocity, struggling to bring the growing girl to her destination.

At last, the truck braked to a halt with a movement that was not necessarily bumpy, but make Cynthia's flesh bounce and jiggle slightly nonetheless. Her body had kept its previous size, yet had grown considerably softer, losing a small part of its firmness after its newest expansion. Waiting only for the door of the truck to be lowered, Cynthia proceeded to slide herself off without being prompted by either her mother or sister. Setting a paw on the ground, she felt she still had no trouble standing or moving around. However, the bounce of the pickup which was powerful enough to momentarily lift its wheels off the ground confirmed that the weight she had just removed was indeed very real.

"You're turning out nicely!"

Cynthia blushed in embarrassment as her mother practically dived into her, giving Cynthia a loving kiss after wrapping her arms around her. Cynthia couldn't help but feel incredibly awkward as she was holding her mother onto her own stomach, which sunk a little beneath the weight. While she was very large at the store, she was simply too big to hug normally, now.

Cynthia's stomach, which had previously been large enough to drag on the ground, was easily twice as large, now resting there instead of simply dragging along. Walking, while not impossible, involved Cynthia setting her paws to the side and somewhat pushing herself further, as her thighs pressed the wall of flesh further. Her hips were entirely obscured by her belly from the front, yet from behind, one would notice how large they had become. Cynthia would be able to set her hands on them without having to bend her arms, because of how wide they now were. The spotted pattern along her legs and back had distended itself slightly, allowing her to keep her own distinct colours.

No matter how many leopard cubs she might be containing within her stomach, breastfeeding would certainly not be an issue with these mammary glands. Her breasts had kept their round shape, yet were now large enough to reach her hips, resting comfortably atop her stomach. Even her tail had seemed to become chubbier, making it very soft to the touch. Her mother and sister seemed to approve these changes, as they gently hugged and rubbed the girl. Mostly her mother.

"You're great, Cyn. Now, do you want to try beating my record?"