Alice lifted her breasts up to let the air cool the hot,
moist skin underneath. She bounced them gently in her
hands, feeling again the familiar weight and fullness. She
felt the tops of her breasts hitting the bottom of her thick
neck and full chins. Looking down, she let her breasts drop
and slid her hands down her huge belly, marveling again at
how soft and rounded it was. She smiled to herself,
feeling her labia beginning to pulse. She lifted her long
hair from the back of her neck and slipped it into a
ponytail --she was feeling so hot -- and wondered if it was
too early in the Spring to turn on the air conditioner.
Alice walked over to her desk, feeling her belly lightly
slapping the tops of her thighs, and reached for the catalog
on her desk, her full upper arm sticking slightly as it slid
around the side of her broad breast. She'd been putting
off making the order, but the heat of summer was coming on
fast and she knew little of what she had from last summer
would fit this year. She eyed the tape measure on her
desk, smiled, and unrolled it to its full length. "Sixty
inches," she thought to herself, "I wonder if I've outgrown
that, too."
She slipped the tape measure around her chest, beneath
her arms...52". She brought the tape measure around her
breasts, marked the place where it ended with her finger and
slid it along to meet her finger... 66" -- four inches
larger than the last time she'd ordered clothes. Of course, if she
wore a bra, she'd have noticed their expansion, but she'd given
up on that a long time ago. She lowered the tape around her
full belly, again using her finger to mark the spot the tape gave
out...71". She felt herself taken aback for a moment.. she
hadn't realized she'd grown quite that much either. No wonder
her belly rubbed against the steering wheel on her car. Five
inches more than the last time she'd checked, too. She reached
down around her belly and, after a few tries, got the tape around
her hips...56"--about the same as last time, she thought to herself.
Alice sat down at her desk, wishing again she could find
a more comfortable chair. Oh, this one was okay, once she
took the arm rests off, but she needed a chair that would
let her plush rear overflow the back of the seat, as well as
the sides. She slid her hands beneath her belly, which
rested on her thighs, and lifted it slightly, to arrange it
more comfortably. "This sticky weather..." she thought and
picked up the phone. With the help of the saleswoman, she
selected the lightest summer clothes she could find three
sizes larger than they both guessed she would take right
now. She figured one size for shrinkage and two sizes for
her expanding belly might get her through the summer. She
smiled to herself, thinking about how she should break the
happy news to John, her husband.
John came home a little later than usual, hot and
sticky from the unseasonable heat. He walked into the
kitchen and slipped his arms around Alice, pressing his body
against her soft bottom and nuzzling the back of her neck.
She leaned back into him and wriggled softly against him,
feeling his erection getting harder as he pressed into her.
He slid his arms from around her waist and lifted her
breasts up with his hands, rolling her large nipples between
his thumb and fingers, then kissed her behind her right ear.
Finally they pulled apart, and she turned to face him, her
smile a bright light between her pink, chubby cheeks.
"MMM..I could eat you up," John told her.
"Let's eat dinner first," she said, lustily.
Looking at the kitchen table, John said it looked like
it was a special occasion. Alice smiled mysteriously and
told him time would tell. She had made quite a feast:
tenderloin filet, baked potato with dilled sour cream,
fettucine alfredo, garlic toast, buttered green beans with
almonds, and a salad swimming in blue cheese dressing.
They chatted lightly throughout the meal and, when they had
finished everything, Alice padded over to the refrigerator
and brought out a chocolate chip cheesecake, cutting off a
thin slice for John and a large chunk for herself. Although she
was already quite full, she finished off the cheesecake, and the
second serving John suggested, knowing it pleased him.
They tidied up quickly and when she suggested they go
to bed, they both knew what she meant. They undressed
quickly and moved into each other's arms. Once again, John
was amazed at her massive breasts and buried his face
between them, his hands wrapped around them, jiggling.
Alice felt the wetness against her belly where John's
erection was pressing against her, leaking slightly, and
caressed the back of his neck. He suckled her breasts and
murmured his delight. She rolled over on her back and made
him comfortable at her breast again. She looked down at him
and smiled, then looked down to see her massive belly
sticking up so high and rounded and taut from their big
dinner.
"I love your big belly." John told her, sliding his
hand over it, caressing it, feeling its firm roundness. He
slid his hands down her belly, up underneath the deep fold,
and lightly squeezed her chubby mound. She wriggled and he
slid his fingers down between her plump labia to the silky
wetness inside, as he continued to suck on her wide-spread
breast. Alice rocked her hips faster and began to fill
John's ears with the moans and cries he loved to hear, as
she climaxed over and over. Finally, John couldn't stand
it any longer and kneeled between her knees. Holding his
erection, he slid his penis back and forth against her
clitoris until she begged him to enter her and, with one
motion, thrust himself inside her. With each thrust,
Alice's massive breasts and belly slapped against each other
and jiggled and bounced wildly. John's hands roamed over
her, grasping the loose rolls along her sides and gliding
his hands over the mound of her belly.
"Your belly is so full!" he marveled, in a whisper.
Alice reached down and circled her heaving belly, "More
than you know, darling," she gasped, as waves of delight
rippled through her plush body. ...
The weeks went on and the warm Spring turned into the hot
summer. Alice still hadn't found the moment to tell John the
news and the more time passed, the more she felt that she had to
think up a very special way of telling him. She even
wondered about waiting till he noticed --after all, how much
longer till he figured it out himself? She was four months
along now and her breasts were considerably larger. She
liked feeling the increased heaviness when she moved and
often found herself unconsciously slipping her forearms under
her breasts and giving them a little jounce.
It had been an easy pregnancy so far. She'd read that
eating small meals throughout the day would decrease any
morning sickness and it seemed that it worked. She hadn't
been bothered once and had come to enjoy her little mid-
morning and late-afternoon snacks, which were beginning to
turn into all-afternoon snacks. She was sitting at the
kitchen table, finishing the last of a bag of cookies and
reading a magazine when John came home. She was startled
and looked up at the clock.
"I didn't realize it was so late!" Alice blurted,
jumping up from her chair. "I'll get supper started right
away!"
John smiled at her, picked up the empty cookie bag from
the table, and the empty cracker box, and the saran with the
tiny sliver of cheese left, and said, "So, now I know what's
going on here while I'm at work!" She flushed slightly. He
dropped the garbage in the bucket and walked over to her.
"And now I know why this, too," he said, patting her
belly, which was now stretching the fabric of her new
clothes. "I thought you were looking a bit fuller."
Alice opened her mouth to tell him but he smiled at her
and said, "no need to say anything, darling -- I love your
plushness!" and he began kissing her. She felt him drawing
her lower lip between his and lost herself in his kisses.
...
It was the hottest part of the summer now and, despite the
air-conditioning, Alice was really dragging in the heat.
John had been offered a chance to take over a fouled-up
project at a drill site in the Middle East five weeks
earlier and Alice missed him terribly. She still hadn't told
him the news. When he had come home with the news of the
project, she'd immediately realized that he wouldn't take
the assignment if he knew, even though it was a wonderful
chance for him to show what he could do.
"No, he will think I need him here and turn it down,"
she thought, and resolved not to mention it until he came
back. What was a few more weeks, at this point?
And now, finally, John was on his way home. He'd called
from the airport and would be there very soon. Alice
finished drying off from her shower and powdered herself
heavily. "Gold Bond, do your stuff!" she giggled to
herself. As she smoothed the powder over and under her
heavy breasts, she felt her hard nipples that were almost as
big around as her fingers and thought, "he'll notice now!"
She smiled to herself and dusted her belly, "..and this, too!"
John had just reached the front step when the front door
opened and Alice's beaming smile welcomed him home. He felt
a sudden erection beginning at the first sight of her.
"My god," he thought, "she's enormous!" He stepped through
the door, dropped his luggage and took Alice into his arms.
He couldn't get them nearly around her! He felt her breasts
crushing against his chest, but her nipples were so hard...
and her belly was so hard. "My god!" he thought, as
his erection strained against his trousers.
He took a step back and said, "Let me look at you,
darling!" His eyes swiftly darted over her, taking in her
beaming smile, her nipples jutting out beneath her dress,
the pleats of her dress stretched open, her chubby pink
cheeks, her incredible belly straining against her dress...
"My god, darling!" he exclaimed, as he pulled her against
him again and covered her face in kisses. Finally Alice
pulled away and took him by the hand, pulling him toward
their bedroom. John shook free of her hand and pressed
himself against her plump ass, his arms around her waist,
and, almost glued to her sumptuous rear, followed her into
the bedroom.
Still tightly pressed behind her, John reached down and
began pulling up her dress, caressing her thighs as he
raised the hem. As he began lifting it up over her abdomen,
it was so tightly stretched, he nearly couldn't raise it.
Alice reached down and helped him lift the dress off over
her head and swiftly turned to face him.
"Aaagh," John moaned, "aaghh..." Alice smiled and
unbuckled his belt. John pushed her hands away and stripped
off his clothes in a frenzy, as Alice walked over to the bed
and stretched out. John watched her move over to the bed
and wondered if his eyes were deceiving him or did she
really waddle now?
Alice reached over with two hands and lifted her breast
up, so John could get close to her without pinching it
somewhere between them. John snuggled closer, as Alice
gathered up her breast and brought it toward his eager lips.
As he suckled at her breast and tongued her nipple, he
looked down her chest and tried to guess how far out her enormous
belly protruded from her ribcage. Suddenly seized with almost
unbearable excitement, he lifted himself up and threw himself over her belly, trying to encircle it in his arms.
"Alice! Alice!" he screamed softly. "What have you
done?"
For a moment, Alice was taken aback. What did he mean?
Was he upset? She thought he loved her plush body. What
did he mean? Had she gotten too large?
"I thought you'd be happy," she stammered.
"Happy? I'm in Heaven!" John cried, "You are incredible!"
He rubbed his ear against her almost bulging navel, while
his hands still frantically darted all over the massive
mound of her belly. John placed his head on her upper
thighs, resting on his left cheek, and looked up: he
couldn't see a thing! All he could see was Alice's swollen
belly, the skin stretched so taut that he could almost see
the new stretchmarks being created. It covered his field of
vision..he couldn't see anything else at all! He squeezed
the soft folds along her sides and then switched back to her
globe of a belly, noting how incredibly hard it was and how
strange it seemed that she'd gained so much weight that
didn't spread out when she reclined. He glanced over at
her breasts, competing for room with her belly and losing,
literally pushed off her chest to her sides. Her nipples
drew his tongue to them and he moved back and forth from one
to the other, nibbling and circling and sucking, as Alice
moaned louder and louder.
Alice looked down at John's busy cheeks, suckling at her
breast, then at her smooth, almost spherical abdomen,
protruding at least a good foot out from her chest. The
sudden sight of it sent waves of pulsing pleasure through
her swollen body. John heard her gasps and threw his arms
around her massive belly. "Oh, baby! oh, baby!" he cried.
Alice breathlessly cried, "yes, darling...our baby!" and
clasped him to her. Suddenly it hit him --she was pregnant!
and in a sudden paroxysm, he thrust his penis against her
enormous belly, and came all over it. ...
John took out the special tape measure he had ordered and
smiled.
"Time to measure!" he insisted.
Alice picked up the last brownie from the plate, finished
up her fourth cup of milk, slowly pushed herself up from the
couch and waddled over to him. John watched her come to him
with obvious delight. She was nude, as she almost always
was now, since finding clothing to fit was so very difficult
and she was outgrowing her clothes so rapidly now.
She'd really filled out over the last weeks and her hips
had widened enough to really jiggle when she walked. He
watched her trying to hold up the bottom of her sagging
belly, but she just couldn't reach it anymore and had all
she could do to keep her arms even close to her body, since
her breasts now sagged under their heavy weight almost to
her wrists. She was stupendous.
Tingles raced through his body as she lumbered to him. In
the six weeks since his return home, she'd gained over 60
lbs. Sure, some of it might be a little fluid retention normal at
this stage of her pregnancy, but it was mostly due to his careful
attention. He made sure she got plenty of good vegetables
(swimming in butter), took her vitamins, got plenty of rest, and
ate lots of everything a woman eating for the three of them could
possibly want.
Every morning, before he left for work, he made sure she
had a good hot breakfast of pancakes, eggs, and a half dozen
pieces of buttered toast. Then he would make up some
milkshakes and leave them in a big thermos for her, with a
box of donuts and a bag of cookies on her bedtable, just in
case she got hungry before he came home to feed her lunch.
Almost every day, he came home at noon and found she'd
consumed it all.
For lunch, he always made sure to include several servings of
lasagna or ravioli along with her main course,
and a big bowl of potato salad, and more cookies for when
she woke up from her nap, later in the afternoon.
Fortunately, he'd found a place to pick up large, catering
style pans of lasagna and ravioli, so he didn't have to
spend enormous amounts of time in the kitchen. For dinner,
he always included vast quantities of mashed potatoes, fettucine
alfredo, and made sure he doused as many helpings as he could in
thick sauces. As dinner cooked, he would bake up two big pan of
brownies, and she'd spend the rest of the night munching them
down, usually with ice cream, and lots of milk.
He'd given up on measuring her breasts now, since they
sagged so low he couldn't really get a good reading. They
were almost 75 inches when he'd gotten back from the Middle
East and heaven alone could guess at what they were now.
He drew the special tape measure around Alice's outrageously
massive belly and took a deep breath.
"Oh, darling! 98 inches!" he sighed, and then fell down
to his knees and began kissing her taut, gigantic belly.
He pushed the palm of his hands up underneath her sagging
bulge, which now reached more than half-way down her thighs,
despite how much it stuck straight out. Alice steadied
herself against the kitchen counter and looked down at the
beachball of a belly she'd grown. It was so round! John
put cheek against her protruding navel and put his arms
around her waist as much as he could. He couldn't even
reach her sides anymore. He felt their baby kicking within
Alice and wave of total thrill moved through him like a
freight train.
John helped Alice back over to the couch, where she was
sleeping these days, since she could no longer breathe when
lying on her back and had grown far too large and round to
lie comfortably on her side anymore. He helped lift her
feet up onto the ottomans (she had to keep her legs so far
apart to accommodate her belly that she couldn't get her feet
close enough to fit on one ottoman), then snuggled up beside
her. His hands roamed all around her body, hefting her
breasts, massaging her nipples, squeezing her sides, and
gliding over her immense belly. With every touch, Alice felt
such delicious waves of pleasure ripple through her body and
moaned softly.
"It will be any day now," John whispered, as he rolled
her hard, thick nipple between his fingers.
"Mmm..Hmm..", Alice sighed.
"Suppose we can make it to 100?" he asked, holding his
breath for her reply.
"We can try," she murmured, feeling the pulse race in her
labia.
He felt how dry his mouth had become and swallowed hard
as he looked at Alice stretched out on the bed. She was
propped up against some pillows, smiling at him, talking to
him even, maybe --but he couldn't catch what she was saying.
He was stunned. Alice's breasts were splayed out to the
side and looked at least twice as big as before.. her areola
looked as wide as his hand... her nipples --ohhh--they were
the size --he couldn't even think of what! But her belly!
It was astounding! He leapt over to the bed and drew himself
to her side.