Rachel was alone in her little asylum room, with nothing but a flickering light to keep her company. She wriggled around in her straightjacket like a caterpiller, her eye twitching. She thought she was about to have a full-on mental breakdown when someone came in. "Hello? Is anybody here?", the man said. He had pretty black hair, and a cute white hoodie. "Are you Rachel?", he asked. Rachel nodded quickly. "My name's Jeff. They sent me here to give you some company." Rachel sat up, smiling. He looked at her stomach and noticed it was rather empty. "Do they feed you here?" She sadly shook her head. "Man, I wish I could give you something... the people who let me in said no...", he replied. He rubbed her aching belly, and she smiled. They were happy, when two large men busted through the door that made them jump out of their skins. "You!", one man shouted, as he pointed at Rachel. "You're coming with us!" Rachel backed up, when the man grabbed her by the arm. "Rachel!", Jeff shouted. The other man shoved him to the ground. "RACHEL, NO!" The door slammed shut.
Rachel then woke up tied to a board, stripped of clothes. She blushed intensely as she noticed two large tanks in front of her. A man with a white coat came in. "You're a tall woman.", he said looking at a clipboard. She started crying, wondering what was happening, when she shivered at the feeling of a hose in her butt. She felt frozen as gallons of water pumped into her stomach. She looked down at her stomach ballooning and the water swirling around. She got bigger and bigger, and she blushed more and more. After a while, she felt pain. She knew that, in a few more minutes, she would be torn open. She started crying and whimpering. She felt her stomach coming to threads, when it stopped. She felt her large, squishy, water balloon-like belly. She still cried at the thought, but after a few minutes, she thought it wasn't too bad. She then fell from her restraints and the men came back in. They strapped her in a straightjacket and through her into her room. Jeff was sitting there, stuck in the room. "Whoa! Rachel, what happened in there?" She just looked at her round belly. Jeff sat next to her and rubbed her stomach. She smiled, and rested her head on his shoulders. Jeff smiled, looking at her. She fell asleep on Jeff's shoulders, as he continued to rub her belly. "Good night, Rachel.", Jeff whispered as he kissed her on her head.