Brooke leaned her head back and her torso forward. The nice, warm water came out of the faucet in a steady patter. Each drop felt heavenly when it landed onto her still icy, cold bloated belly.
She still felt quite full. With all the ice cream inside of her, she still felt as if she was pregnant with a bowling ball.
Eventually, she got used to the warmth of the water and turned the temperature up some more. The heat of the water began melting the ice cream within her, causing Brooke's stomach to gurgle in response. The heat seemed to be a bit much after a while, so Brooke went with both hot and cold water at full blast. However, it wasn't long after she turned the faucet that she started to hear a creak followed by a loud groaning noise. She looked down. "Oh, I guess I'm already trying to digest the cake. Good... *hic* I'll be back to normal in no ti-" Her thought was cut off. Suddenly a loud PING sounded through the shower. Brooke looked down to see a bolt fall to her feet. She then looked up to see the shower head take a similar path. Her eyes widened when she put two and two together. Brooke knew what was about to happen.
The steady stream of water came crashing down into her mouth with a mighty force. But this shower pipe, unlike the one at Brooke's house, was wider. The stream nearly fit the circumference of her gaping mouth. The water forced its way down her throat and into her already full tummy. Brooke could feel her belly stretching further and further to accommodate for the water as well as the entire ice cream cake. Her hands rushed to her belly to try and hold it up the best she could.
Brooke just stood there, taking in all the shower gave her, as she was too afraid of choking if she even turned her head just the slightest bit. Her swollen midsection swelled out inch by inch at a rapid pace in both outward and downward directions. It wasn't long before Brooke felt both the cold tile of the front of the shower and the wet tile of the shower floor. She winced the best she could as she could also feel her shorts constricting her engorged tummy before finally popping off, not even hitting the floor beneath her, but instead getting pinned between her own belly and the front of her hips.
The growing balloon of a belly filled in more and more of the smallish shower. Now to the point where there was no longer room for Brooke's own feet as her stomach took up the remaining space on the floor, hoisting her up onto her own tummy. The pressure of laying on it made Brooke moan which only seemed to make her suck in the water faster. Still trying to find more space to expand, her belly raised Brooke up higher and closer to the shower pipe.
Brooke had been fearing this since her first accident, and it finally happened. Her own belly lifted the helpless girls mouth straight up to the pipe. Her mouth fit around the pipe almost as if it were meant to do so as she began to take in more water than ever.
As every droplet of liquid was pumped into her, Brooke looked around. She had to have been up at least eight feet off the floor. This was far more than she or Allie had taken in during their little contest in their backyard. But she didn't really feel pain. Her skin felt soft and very tender; almost like a soothing, numbing feeling. Then she looked down to see that Maria had been right. Her very chin was now resting atop her breasts. They seemed to be about C cups now and her red shirt was still struggling to contain them as a makeshift bra.
Brooke snapped out of her thought. That wasn't what should be concerning her now. She had to get out of here. That's when she suddenly got an idea. Brooke started punching the wall in front of her and it wasn't long before she heard a voice.
The bathroom door opened. "Brooke? Is everything okay? I heard a-" Maria stepped in and froze to see her friend trapped between the ceiling and her own stomach. "What happened to you?!" That's when she noticed the pipe. "Oh no! You're stuck!"
Maria started trying to squeeze her way between the wall and Brooke's massive belly. Groans and gurgles could be heard from within Brooke with every shuffle. Eventually, Maria got through and turned off the water.
Brooke felt it was safe enough to take her mouth off the pipe, not that she really had much room to put it anywhere else though. All she could do and lay there and moan.
"I've gotta get you out of here!" Maria said as she started pulling on her friend's arm. Brooke just kept moaning in response with the occasional belch.
After about ten minutes of pulling, Maria got an idea of her own. "Wait! Hold on! I'll be right back!" She ran off, leaving an immobilized Brooke with a worried expression.
She came back with a white and yellow bottle. "Here! It's vegetable oil. Just a little bit of this and you'll be outta there in no time!" She said confidently as she squirted the contents of the bottle all over Brooke's fragile belly.
Once the bottle was empty and the oil was rubbed and distributed, Maria gave one big pull, now on both of Brooke's arms. Brooke herself did her best to shift to the side as well. Suddenly, the two girls heard a rubberish POP and Brooke came flying out of the shower.
Because of all the oil, Brooke slid with her belly beneath her across the floor of the bathroom, pushing Maria to the wall and against the floor, and down the stairs. Brooke could feel every step hitting her tender tummy, she felt like she was going to throw up. At this point, she wouldn't mind that too much.
She slid down nearly all the stairs before getting stuck again at the bottom. The way the house was designed, there was no way any amount of oil was getting Brooke out of this one. Her back was pinned against the wall by her belly, which wasn't even touching the floor. She had been held a few steps up off the ground with her feet dangling beneath along with her shorts around her ankles.
Brooke was pinned in just the right position to get her arms up atop her belly in front of her water-retaining breasts that were being slightly pushed near her face.
Maria, a bit dazed and confused of what just happened, stumbled down the stairs toward her friend. "Well... That hurt... But at least I got you out of there." She said with a slight smile and a thumbs up. "How do you feel?"
Brooke let out a groan. "I feel like I'm gonna *hic* e- explode... *urp*" With every word she spoke, her belly gurgled and quivered as if to voice its own opinion as well.
Maria chuckled. "Nothin' you can't handle" She said as she climbed on top of Brooke's tummy and it sloshed in response like crashing waves at the beach. "Now all we can do is wait. And don't worry..." Maria pointed to the kitchen. "I've got buckets if you need them!" She said as she gave a cheesy grin.