17 year old Latino teenage girl Carlota Casagrande was sleeping in ehr bed late at night. She began squirming as she was having a dream that, unbeknowtest to her, would chang her life.

In her dream, Carlota is in a dark void, with no sign of light anywhere.

"Hello?" sasked Carlota.

There was no response.

"Anyone here?" she asked.

Again, there was or response.

Carlota began feeling a little frightened.

Unbeknowtest to her, a shadowy figure suddenly appeared behind her. He suddenly raised his hands and stuck his palm out to Carlota's way.

Carlota was snapped from her frightened thoughts to suddenly feel something. She looked down and saw that her stomach was rumbling and it suddenly got bigger and bigger to the point where her dress could not support her stomach's weight and the buttons flew off, culminating in her dress being open and soon stopped but at the point where she was incapable of using her legs.

"What the...How did this happen?!" demaned Carlota, "I didn't even eat anything."

Before anythong else happened, she lost her balance and tumpled backward.

"Woah, woah, woah!"

She tried to stay in place, but was unsuccessful and soon fell on her back. She tried to use her arms to push herself back up, but they were to flabby to use and her legs could not do the job either.

"Help!" She called out in the void, "I've fallen and I cannot get up!"

She suddenly heard footsteps and she looked in front of her and saw teh sam shadowy figure walking towards her.

"Oh thank heavens," said Carlota with relief, "Excuse me sir, but I really need to get up. Can you help me?"

"Oh, don't worry, my dear." said the shadowy figure ominously, walking to her seperated legs, "There will be plenty of help. Well, at least to me."

Carlota looks confused.

"What are you..."

Before she could ask, she suddenly felt something happen between her legs.

"Hey, what do you think you're..."

She didn't finish as she felt something happen between her legs. Something...bad. Sometihng that someone her age has come to know about, but she really doesn't want to experience it herself.

"Get off me! Stop doing th-AAAAHH!" she could not finish because he was still doing the unspeakable tihng to her.

This kept going on for a good minute with Carlota yelling in agony.

Suddenly, she felt the figure stop. Curious, she pushed herself up a little and saw that that he was gone.

"Where did that jerk-wad go?" inquired the obese damsel-in-distress.

Before anythign else happens, the suddenly felt a pain in her stomach again and she saw it getting bigger and bigger once again.

"Oh, give me a break!" complained Carlota.

When she kept growing, Carlota began feeling the pain in her stomach some more until suddenly, she shot herself from the spot like a rocket with a bunch of infants coming out of her. She soon sought to go upright and before long, in the darkness above her, laid a man's face with a malicious smile on it and he had short, gray hair. The face opened it's mouth and Caarlota screamed as she flew inside int before the mouth closed behind her.

Carlota shot up from her bed with a look of shock and gasped.

She looks visibly shaken as her body was, well, shaking from fear.

She got out of bed and went to the mirror in her room as she looked at her body and sighed with relief as it was it's regular size compared.

She soon returned to bed and tried to hed back to sleep, but she soon saw that man's creepy grin again and she woke back up and looks absolutely scared, probably too scared to go to sleep.