SSBBW, Pregnancy, Explicit Sex, ~SWG - A man is in heaven as his wife gains throughout their pregnancy.
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 the 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 that 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 was taken aback for a moment; she hadn't realized she'd grown quite that much. 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 armrests 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 had 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 to see her massive belly sticking up 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 widespread 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 knelt 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 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 hot summer. Alice still hadn't found the right 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 along with 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 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 had 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.
"Wow," he thought, "She's enormous!" He stepped through the door, dropped his luggage and took Alice into his arms. He couldn't nearly get them around her! He felt her breasts crushing against his chest, but her nipples were so hard ... and her belly was so hard. "Cool!" 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.
"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 almost 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?
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 leaped over to the bed and drew himself to her side.
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! 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.
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 bedside table, 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 and 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 pans 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 his 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 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.
Swollen With Pride
by Anonymous
by Anonymous
Alice walked over to her desk, feeling her belly lightly slapping the tops of her thighs, and reached for the catalog on the 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 that 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 was taken aback for a moment; she hadn't realized she'd grown quite that much. 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 armrests 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 had 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 to see her massive belly sticking up 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 widespread 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 knelt 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 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 hot summer. Alice still hadn't found the right 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 along with 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 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 had 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.
"Wow," he thought, "She's enormous!" He stepped through the door, dropped his luggage and took Alice into his arms. He couldn't nearly get them around her! He felt her breasts crushing against his chest, but her nipples were so hard ... and her belly was so hard. "Cool!" 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.
"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 almost 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?
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 leaped over to the bed and drew himself to her side.
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! 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.
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 bedside table, 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 and 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 pans 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 his 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 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.
