>No Nut November has been rough so far this year
>Only a couple days in and it's effects are being felt
>The jokes have stopped, and the pressure is very much rising
>All the boys in your college course are showing now, perpetually at full mast starting to fill up
>Most just look a little bloated, a few more are positively fat and gravid
>The guy two seats ahead and on your left was an exception
>Pinned between a pair of temptresses, he never stood a chance
>All the touching, teasing, and edging had him too big to fit out the door by the end of the first day
>There was no escape for him then, when you left he'd filled out to immobility and was still swelling
>You didn't have to stick around to hear the *pop*
>Unfortunately for you, the girls in your study group seem intent on making you the next to blow
>They've taken to dressing provocatively and waiting for you at multiple points during the day, whispering lewd little fantasies into your ears, rubbing and fondling you, making as much skin to skin contact as possible
>You're blowing up like a balloon because of it, your clothes squeezing you so tight their seams could bust at any second
>Reduced to a meager waddle by your rotund bulk and engorged limbs, every step you take leave you sloshing a wobbling
>When you see them ahead of you on the street after an evening class you know you've had it
>The three of them close in like guided missiles, one clinging to each of your arms while drawing in close to press their bosoms against you, the last splaying herself across your protruding belly
>They aren't even trying to hide their objective, you can feel lips kissing down the nape of you neck, hands stoking your chest and belly, fondling your ass and cock
>You try to move past them and shake them off, but it's too late, you're already getting bigger
>The buttons of your shirt and pants snap off in rapid succession, threads and stitches coming apart as you helplessly expand
>It would only take a little action to relieve you, but the trio know what they want and that involves you going out with a *bang*
>You're getting bigger
>And *bigger*
>And *BIGGER*
>Just a few blocks down the street you can see another hopelessly overstimulated guy, a quivering pent up sphere just a little larger than you
>As you watch he maxes out, taut and straining, and explodes in a shower of cum
>In a few minutes at most that's going to be you
>Maybe even sooner, as you realize your classmates have stepped back admire their handiwork
>You tower over them, barely able to see them over the curve of your turgid body, so round and full you're blocking off the sidewalk with your heft
>Desire churns inside you, your growth slowing as your skin creaks and throbs with pressure
>"Why don't you finish on my tits?" teases one of the girls, leaning forward to give you a better view of her barely restrained cleavage
>It's just a little too much for you to handle
>A tremor runs through you as you surpass you limit, overflowing with pent up lust
>With a wet *PLAP* you burst, painting the sidewalk white