You tell Ria to come in, and she does, somewhat hesitantly. You are unsure what she is thinking. Of course, you often can't figure out what women are thinking, but in this case, you probably just are not paying attention. That gorgeous body is delicious and you concentrate on how wonderful she will taste. Possibly she is thinking she just wants to get this over with. At least she moves up to you and starts to unbutton her blouse. But before you get to see much, she notices your Rachel-expanded belly, and asks, "What is ... that?" Then after thinking a moment, "Did you eat someone?"
"The pervert ate me." Rachel interrupts before you can answer, "And he is going to digest me."
As Ria looks at you with something close to terror, you try to soothe her with, "She'll be fine. Rachel's just staying in until Monday ...morning."
That gets Ria to undo another button, to your joy, but then Rachel pipes in with "By Monday, I'll be digested." and Ria stops again.
"Look," you argue with Rachel, "I have swallowed you, several times in fact. You have even been in my stomach all night, twice even. You just aren't going to digest in there." You aren't so sure of that. In fact, you think that eventually she will be right. But right now you need to convince Ria. And you seem to be doing so. The last button yields and you get to view a straining bra...
Until Rachel counters with "This is going to be several times as long. You are going to make me into food." and Ria stops again.
Switching to Ria, you argue, "Ria, You have an appointment tomorrow. So I am going to have to let you out anyway tomorrow." That is enough to get her acting on that bra, and you gain a delightful view of her mountains.
But now Rachel pipes up with, "He doesn't have an appointment tomorrow. What makes you think he is going to let you out?", which stops Ria again.
"Please," Ria argues, "I'm not comfortable with this. Can't you let me go? Or take a rain check?"
"You promised."
This hits home. Ria does pride herself on keeping her promises. "But ..."
"I would settle for some oral sex." you offer.
"Oral is what you did with Rachel." Ria counters. She thinks for a moment before weakly offering, "How about a hand job?" She is not at all thrilled when you accept, but she sees no alternative that isn't worse. So she reluctantly reaches under Rachel [and your belly] to grasp your member. As soon as she does, her expression changes from reluctant to shock. "What is this?" she asks with alarm.
"This is called cockvore." you answer, "You are going to slide into my staff.... Oh relax," you assure her, "Rachel has done this too and came out fine."
For once, Rachel is helpful. "So did Laura." Ria is still unhappy, but she is no longer in a state of panic. With a sigh of resignation, she faces the head of your tool, and bends her head down so she goes in easier. [She also avoids being shot in the face with your cum. Not that you think she avoids all of the next shot.]
You continue to shoot off regularly, but you are not the only one who is enjoying this. As you cover her massive mounds, you feel her nipples harden and become rigid with desire. And soon she is going over the top. Her free hand slips into her pants and begins to caress. In the meantime, Rachel is not passive. You feel her arms moving as she rubs herself and eventually achieves a tidal wave of ecstasy.
As your member expands to cover more and more of Ria, you reach down and push down her pants, exposing those fantastic hips. It isn't easy to shove them much further, but you manage to get her garments to her knees. Happily this makes them loose enough that your soldier can slip into them and push them on down. Eventually they are deposited onto the floor.
Once again your staff is woman shaped, and shows just about every lovely curve and bulge of Ria. Now, she starts to slide into your ball, which expands to a huge size that makes walking about impossible. It also makes it about impossible to be unhappy and as you lean back in satisfaction, you are in a very good mood.
Ria isn't. "Can you let me out now?"
"Pretty soon," you respond, "I want to to see if you can manage to improve my music too, and I may need some help in getting you out."
"Help?"
"Right," you confirm, "I'll pump you into another girl and she will give birth to you. It works. Just ask Rachel."
As she does, you grab the phone and call Laura.