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“There aren’t any other ways to get the credits?” Karen asked her advisor.
“No, I’m sorry Karen. You’ll have to replace the class with a volunteer position over the summer,” her advisor responded. Halfway through her college career, Karen was close to having all her graduation requisites met. Unfortunately, attendance for her summer class – an easy, online, civics lecture – was too low and got cancelled. And based on what her advisor was telling her, the only way to satisfy her civics prerequisite was to volunteer in some way to “help the community.”
“Alright, what options are there?” Karen asked.
“Well, most of the positions have already been filled, Karen. There’s just one left: It’s a kind of live-in orderly.”
“Like at a retirement home?”
“Yes, it would be similar work, except this wouldn’t be at a retirement home – it’s a home for pregnant women.”
A small shiver went down Karen’s back. “Is this the only volunteer position available?” As her advisor nodded and began describing the boring world of credit transfer and degree audits, Karen’s mind raced.
Sexual orientation is a difficult thing to nail down, but the closest thing to summarize Karen was that she was bisexual when it came to pregnant women. Non-gravid women did nothing for her, but when they had a bulging, round belly, they transformed in her eyes into being of immense (literally) beauty. The idea of living with pregnant women for three months and taking care of them excited her on a primal level, but consciously she was terrified. She wouldn’t be able to contain herself, which would not only be awkward, but what if the women reported her for improper conduct? She could have her credits stripped, or worse.
But, this was her only option, and she was a mature, sane girl. She could control herself. So, Karen signed up for the position and went back to her dorm. She was packing up for the end of the semester, listening to the new Best Coast album, which disappointed her, when her roommate Nia came in.
“Hey Kar, what did you advisor say?” Nia asked. Karen explained the whole situation to Nia, who knew about her attraction to the pregnant ladies.
“Oh, lucky you!” Nia teased, lightly shoving Karen’s shoulders.
“It’s not funny. I’m terrified that, if things get weird, I’ll get reported and I might get expelled for abusing the volunteer program.”
“You know what I think?” Nia said, sitting down. “I think you’re scared because you keep this attraction to pregnant women bottled up and you’re afraid to explore it. Look, any sexual-“
“Ugh, Nia, stop. You took one psychology class in the fall because you wanted to get your science credits out of the way. That doesn’t make you Carl Jung.”
“Okay, first, I’m insulted that you wouldn’t sarcastically call me Mary Calkins. Second, as I was saying: any sexual feelings or attractions are natural and you shouldn’t be nervous about them. I’m not saying you have to fuck some pregnant bitches at this volunteer thing, but you shouldn’t be ashamed to find them attractive.”
As much as Karen hated to admit it, Nia made some good points. Soon, the big day rolled around, and Karen was at the Baker Center, lugging two luggage bags into a slightly-smaller-than-medium sized room with a bed, cabinets, desk, the works. The center was started as part of a long-running study of the effects of co-habitation on pregnancy, to see if it helped unlock some part of the mind that helped with c***dbirth or c***d development.
“Hello there,” said a somewhat elderly woman who was peeking in the door at Karen. “I’m Ruth, the live-in orderly before you.” Karen shook her hand and the two exchanged the typical pleasantries: family, weather, Karen’s compacted college career thus far. The kind of dull shit you don’t want to read about.
“So what’s this job like?” Karen asked cautiously.
“Oh, it’s not too much. You just help them with whatever they need. We aren’t too far from the hospital and we have a car here, so in case one of them starts to hatch, you just drive them over. Of course, their families usually take them over to the hospital when their due date rolls around, so emergencies like that are pretty rare,” Ruth said, winking. “I’m sure you will do just fine. I think it’s good that a young woman like yourself get to learn about pregnancy first hand.” The word pregnancy got Karen a little flustered.
After exchanging a few more quick words and showing Karen around the building, Ruth left Karen alone and explained that the women here would be back from routine check-ups at the hospital soon. Sure enough, after about 15 minutes, Karen heard the door open and a small chorus of laughter. A woman with shoulder-length curly red hair poked her head into Karen’s room.
“Oh, are you Karen?” she asked. Karen nodded and the woman gave a wide smile. “It’s so nice to meet you! Here, I’ll gather the rest of the girls in the living room so we can all meet together.” Karen began to shake a little and could feel her face getting flushed as she walked down the hall to the large room.
Seated on the two couches were four breathtakingly gorgeous women, each with glowing skin and each rubbing wide, round, enormous pregnant bellies.
“Hello again, Karen! My name is Sarah,” the red-headed woman said, standing up by pushing herself up with one hand while the other held her belly from below, moving the shirt up to reveal hints of bare curve.
“This is Mary,” she pointed to a petite woman with long black hair, breasts that exploded out from behind her shirt, and a belly that came out in an elliptical bloom.
“Dani,” she pointed to a tall blonde woman sitting on the next couch, who had a supermodel’s face and piercing green eyes, as well as a massive belly, which she rubbed slowly and seductively.
“And Olivia,” she said, sitting down as she pointed to the woman next to Dani. She had very short black hair and a swollen belly behind a thankfully thin t-shirt, through which Karen could see her protruding belly button.
“It’s nice to meet all of you,” Karen said, trying to not seem shaken by the lustful thoughts flooding her mind. “I’ll be here all summer, so anything you need from me, please tell me.”
The women thanked her and as they left, they each gave her a hug. Unable to help herself, Karen hugged back tightly, loving the feel of their heavy breasts against hers and their bellies pressed against her body. She was glad she wasn’t a guy, because they’d definitely feel her erection against them.
At night, Karen stayed in her room, checking her e-mail and reading books she brought with her. She didn’t dare go out and spend time with the women. Even inside her room, thinking about them made her fantasize about putting her hands through Sarah’s long hair, burying her face in Mary’s cleavage, and helping Dani slowly run Olivia’s belly. Finally, she went to sleep for about an hour, until a small beep went off in the room. Someone in one of the rooms had hit the call button.
“Is everything alright?” Karen said breathlessly as she ran into one of the rooms. Olivia was sitting up in her bed, wearing thin pajamas that did nothing to hide her own full breasts or her pronounced pregnance. Sarah was still sound asleep in the other bed across the room.
“Mmm, Karen,” Olivia said, wincing slightly, “I’m having contractions.”
“Oh my god, do you need to go to the hospital?”
“No, no, this is normal. I just, would you mind rubbing my belly? It makes it go a lot better.” Karen walked over, shaking terribly, as Olivia rolled up her pajamas to reveal her full, bare belly. It was glimmering, and just as Karen had seen before, she had a perfectly popped-out belly button. She put her hands on Olivia’s belly and began rubbing in small circles on both sides. Olivia leaned back and let out a long sigh. “Oh, that feels so nice, thank you,” she whispered.
Karen’s eyes were wide and excited, and when she saw that Olivia’s eyes had closed, she stared all over her body. Her breasts hung unencumbered in her pajamas, and her skin was totally smooth all over her body, especially on her belly. Olivia let out long breaths of air rhythmically until she opened her eyes and looked up at Karen.
“Karen, you’re trembling! Are you okay?” she asked, putting a hand on Karen’s arm.
“Um, yeah, I’m fine. I’ve just, uh, never felt a pregnant woman’s belly before.” Olivia smiled and took Karen’s hands and guided them over her belly slowly.
“What do you feel?” she asked Karen.
“It’s tight, but it’s soft at the same time,” Karen murmured, unable to believe what was going on. “It’s also really warm, and so smooth. It feels really good against my palm.” Talking about what she was feeling made her vagina get a little moist and she began to shiver more. “I can’t feel your baby, though.”
“No, the babies aren’t very active at night,” Olivia said, moving Karen’s hands up and down her belly, brushing against her belly button. “Oh, that feels good,” Olivia whispered, lying back into bed.
“Goodnight, Olivia,” Karen said. She stood nervously for a few milliseconds and then gave Olivia a small kiss on the cheek as her head rested on the pillow. She left quickly before Olivia could react in any way, and went to sleep in her own bed after rubbing her clitoris quickly for about five seconds.
Karen woke up early the next morning and shuffled quietly in the bathroom. There was only one between all five of them, and it looked like a gym bathroom, complete with a big tiled room with lots of showerheads. Karen slipped out of her pajamas and began showering. She had just put shampoo in her hair when all four women, totally nude and totally pregnant, walked in.
“Good morning, Karen,” Dani said, as hot water shot out from the showerheads onto all of them. Karen turned away quickly, her face red-hot with embarrassment. She heard the rest of the women laughing and talking, so she shyly turned around, thinking she wouldn’t be noticed.
The shower-room was full of steam, which strangely made the scene all the more beautiful. They each had soapy, shiny skin and wet hands rubbing their bellies, which became even more gorgeous to Karen. Mary lifted and separated her enormous breasts to clean them, as Sarah’s locks fell adorably on her face and on the tops of her chest. Dani was washing her hair, bending back to stick out her belly as she tried to wash the suds from the shampoo off of her body, which to Karen unobscured her luscious curves. Olivia, not having to spend any time on her short hair, was rubbing soap all over body. She saw Karen watching her and smiled.
“Want to help like you did last night?” Olivia asked, handing Karen her soap bar. After she saw that she wasn’t k**ding, Karen turned off her water and walked over to where the rest of them were and without thinking, instead of using the bar, soaped up her hands and ran them over Olivia’s body. Early in the morning, Karen felt much more adventurous.
“What do you mean ‘last night?’” Mary asked.
“I was having contractions last night and Karen gave me a belly rub. She said it was her first time feeling a pregnant belly,” Olivia said, giving another deep breath, showing that she enjoyed the job Karen was doing now as much as she did last night.
“How is she?” Sarah asked with a laugh that made Karen’s nipples perk up even more than they were currently.
“Oh, she’s a natural,” Olivia said, gasping as Karen ran her hands down her sides.
“Well, would she give us all massages too, if we asked nicely?” Dani said, looking Karen in the eyes.
“It would be my pleasure,” Karen said nervously. Her nerves were beginning to return to her and she quickly finished soaping Olivia and washed herself off. The running water covered up her pussy cumming a little at the thought of three more months of this.
A month passed, and Karen was giving regular massages to all the women at the Baker Center: foot, leg, back, temple, and most of all, belly rubs. Her services became of increasing value as the women’s growing bellies made it difficult for them to listlessly rub themselves. She was on the couch kneeding Sarah’s round expanse, while Dani lay on the other couch with her head resting on Mary’s belly.
“Mmm, Karen, you’re too good to us,” Sarah sighed, running her hands through her hair.
“I’m here to do whatever you need,” Karen responded, smiling. Over the past month, Karen had gotten more comfortable drinking in the beauty of her pregnant neighbors and delighting in feeling their bodies and hearing their sighs and moans. They more than made up for the very mundane aspects of the volunteer work: cleaning, cooking, arraigning meetings and appointments with the hospital.
Another half a month passed and what Karen had heard about a woman’s belly “popping” near the end was true. They had transformed before Karen’s eyes, from drop-dead gorgeous pregnant women who made her stick her fingers down her pants every night, to goddesses of fertility, who made the air around them look like a glowing halo. Their skin had a flawless, tan-olive shine. Their breasts (especially Mary’s) had swollen and become incredibly sensitive, as Karen heard them complain about daily. And most of all, their bellies had stuck out even further. They each looked like they were full-term when Karen had met them two and a half months ago, and now they had over a foot of ripe, lust-filling womb in front of them, which Karen got to rub on more than a daily basis.
Where most women might have felt self-conscious about their body in such condition, the residents of the Baker Center reveled in their fullness. As the temperature climbed in the later months of summer, the women decided to be less and less encumbered by clothing. It reached its kicking point for Karen as she walked into the kitchen to get a glass of water. Susan walked in wearing an open white-collared shirt, with nothing but a bra and panties on underneath.
“It’s really hot today,” Sarah said, drinking a bottle of V8 and rubbing the side of her bare belly. Karen started to shake, barely able to keep the water in her glass from spilling. Mary entered the room next, wearing only a small, white t-shirt. Mary’s gigantic belly made it so Karen could only see hints of pubic hair, but her shirt was thin enough that her soft nipples could be seen peeking through the fabric.
A long shiver ran down Karen’s body, and she felt a similar tremor between her legs. “Hey,” she said softly. Sarah and Mary both turned to her inquisitively. “Do you all want to just…spend time talking tonight? I’m leaving soon and I feel like we never had a chance to really share, you know?” She had no idea what she was saying or why.
“That sounds like a great idea,” Mary said excitedly. Sarah smiled and agreed. Karen pretended to seem just mildly happy, but inside she was nervous and excited beyond description. She felt her underwear begin to get damp and she quickly returned to her room. As she changed her panties, she decided not to masturbate, feeling that she might want to save her energy for the night.
After a simple dinner Olivia helped Karen cook, the five of them lay on a mat of blankets taken from the closet. Like Sarah was earlier, they were all dressed sparingly, although Mary had decided to wear panties at night.
“So these are all your first pregnancies?” Karen said, still not totally comfortable with using the “p-word.” They each nodded, rubbing the tops of their bellies as they sat cross-legged.
“Do you think you’ll ever want to have k**s?” Dani asked. She was wearing a spaghetti-strap top with no bra and no pants, which revealed most of her bare belly. Like all the other women, her belly button was now fully out.
“I’m not sure,” Karen said, scratching her head. “H-how does it feel?”
Soft and aphrodisiacal laughter came from all of the women as they looked down at their bellies and continued cradling them. “It’s surreal,” Olivia said, moving closer to Karen. “You feel full all the time, but there’s a sense of expansion coming from it. You can really feel the growing and the life within you.” Without being asked, Karen began rubbing Olivia’s belly enthusiastically as she explained it. “Yes, there’s a sense of life that comes with it, that’s intoxicating, almost sexy.”
Karen bent down and kissed Olivia’s belly. She suddenly brought her head up, embarrassed and flustered. Instead of looks of confusion and horror, the other women gave her calming smiles, and Olivia was looking back at her with heavy eyelids.
“Mmm, that was nice. Do that again.” Karen bent down and began kissing all over Olivia’s belly. She tried to pinch the smooth skin with her lips. As she pecked in different parts of her belly, she gave a small lick with her tongue as her lips came off. Olivia began rubbing the back of Karen’s head, breathing faintly. Karen worked her way down her belly, eventually reaching her protruding belly button. She kissed softly – eliciting deep exhales from Olivia each time. Karen kissed more forcefully, then she began licking and sucking on her navel, and Olivia’s breaths turned to moans and gasps.
Karen brought her head up after a while, and Olivia met her eyes, panting hard. “I-I’m so sorry, I don’t know what I’m doing.”
“Karen, it’s okay,” Dani said, walking over and taking her hand. The other women did the same, offering Karen words of encouragement and getting close to her. Karen couldn’t stop shaking and she felt herself getting red-faced.
“I’m attracted to pregnant women!” Karen blurted out. “I’ve been lusting after all of you since I got here. I’m sorry, I’m not trying to be a creep or a pervert, this is the only volunteer position I could get!” She was strangely aroused by her admission but felt even worse about it.
“Karen,” Sarah said, looking Karen right in the eyes. Then, she moved in close and started kissing Karen. Intensely. Her tongue laced in the insides of her mouth and she sucked on Karen’s lips until she broke the embrace. “You have nothing to apologize for.”
Slowly, the four women stood up. Mary walked over to a set of speakers and started playing beautiful ambient music. As she walked back, she, like the other women, began to undress. They left a trail of underwear, bras, and light covers behind them as they walked back to the pile of blankets.
“Lie down,” Dani said with seductive authority. Karen lay down, removing her own clothes, although she was clumsier than the pregnant beauties before her. As she lay down, Sarah, Mary, and Dani laid down next to her, embracing her naked body with their own, rubbing and kissing her, which sent shivers down her body.
Olivia kneeled by Karen’s legs. “Karen, have you ever had someone eat your pussy?”
“N-no,” Karen said, embarrassed. “I’m a virgin.” The other three women stopped what they were doing.
“Oh, sweetie, I’m sorry,” Olivia said. “Are you okay with all of this?” Inside Karen’s mind, Nia’s words began to ring true. She had built a wall around her attraction to pregnant women all her life. She shouldn’t be afraid of it; she should embrace it. And suddenly, that mental pen finally broke down and a flood of emotion came forth.
“Yes, yes, oh god, yes! I want you all to fuck me so bad!” she screamed, grabbing Mary’s left breast and sucking on it passionately. Mary squealed with delight as the three of them returned to pleasuring Karen’s bare body.
Olivia grabbed Karen’s ass tightly and shoved her tongue into her pussy, sucking her clit and pushing aggressively against her vaginal walls. The feeling was electric to Karen, and she moaned loudly. She felt herself get wet and soft, which only intensified the sensation.
“You try,” Sarah grunted, sitting on Karen’s chest, her swollen clitoris right in her face. Karen obliged, and she started licking the insides of Sarah’s vagina in a criss-cross motion, trying to re-create the sensations she felt between her legs currently.
They switched positions, with Mary in Karen’s lap and Olivia getting her loins moistened by Karen, who was a quick learner. Unlike Olivia, Mary started by softly kissing Karen’s labia, rubbing her lips slowly down her clitoris to send shivers down Karen’s spine. Eventually, she started tearing it up, sending Karen into her second climax of the night.
This round-robin sex continued for hours, ending with all five women lying on the floor, still trembling and sensitive from orgasms. Karen had her head resting on Mary’s belly, spooning with Dani. Sarah and Olivia were still drunk with stimulus, making out and squeezing each other’s nipples.
“Your belly’s so big,” Karen moaned, feeling Mary’s smooth, warm roundness, which was now ecstatic with uterine kicking. Olivia and Mary were tied for biggest, as far as Karen could tell, with Sarah second and Dani third (although this was mainly due to Dani’s height, and her skin, eyes, and sexual imagination more than made up for it).
“Oh, Karen, you’re so nice to us. You don’t know how long it’s been since I’ve had a night like this.”
“Eight and a half months?”
“Okay, maybe you do know,” Mary laughed, taking one of Karen’s hands and placing it on her breast.
“Well Karen, you don’t know how much what you’ve done means for us,” Sarah said.
“Same to you,” Karen said, letting out a quiet gasp as Dani began gently sucking on each of her fingers.
“How much longer are you here?” Olivia asked, walking over to Karen.
“I have to move back in about three weeks to get set up,” Karen said, her mind turning devious again, “so I guess we’ve got to make these last days count.”
“I’ll say,” Olivia said, grabbing Karen by the shoulder and pressing her navel into Karen’s lips, which she obliged.
The other women pressed their bodies against Karen, rubbing her clitoris, pinching her breasts, nibbling her rips.
“I want you to carry be in your bellies,” Karen gasped, riding another orgasm. “I want to be inside of you as you carry me around the world, nurture me, watch me grow. I want you to hold me close on cold nights and wait for the day when you see me at last.” Her orgasm was peaking and she felt herself discharge like never before. “Oh god, I want to be inside of you forever!”
“That makes five of us,” Sarah said, and they laid Karen down for another round.
Winter came, and Karen was in her apartment with Roy, a prospective boyfriend. They shared the same taste in music, books, entertainment. They were sitting on Karen’s bed, trying to think of more things to talk about, since they both loved to talk, but were afraid to start the conversation. Karen couldn’t tell how he felt about her and vice versa, and she was beginning to feel that they didn’t have enough of a real connection, so she tried to shock the conversation forward.
“So, any weird fetishes I should know about?” she joked. He chuckled, then blushed.
“Actually, um, one,” Roy said. “I’ve got an, um, pregnancy fetish.”
Karen suddenly smiled and pulled him by the shoulder to lie next to her.
“Roy – let me tell you about my summer last year”
“No, I’m sorry Karen. You’ll have to replace the class with a volunteer position over the summer,” her advisor responded. Halfway through her college career, Karen was close to having all her graduation requisites met. Unfortunately, attendance for her summer class – an easy, online, civics lecture – was too low and got cancelled. And based on what her advisor was telling her, the only way to satisfy her civics prerequisite was to volunteer in some way to “help the community.”
“Alright, what options are there?” Karen asked.
“Well, most of the positions have already been filled, Karen. There’s just one left: It’s a kind of live-in orderly.”
“Like at a retirement home?”
“Yes, it would be similar work, except this wouldn’t be at a retirement home – it’s a home for pregnant women.”
A small shiver went down Karen’s back. “Is this the only volunteer position available?” As her advisor nodded and began describing the boring world of credit transfer and degree audits, Karen’s mind raced.
Sexual orientation is a difficult thing to nail down, but the closest thing to summarize Karen was that she was bisexual when it came to pregnant women. Non-gravid women did nothing for her, but when they had a bulging, round belly, they transformed in her eyes into being of immense (literally) beauty. The idea of living with pregnant women for three months and taking care of them excited her on a primal level, but consciously she was terrified. She wouldn’t be able to contain herself, which would not only be awkward, but what if the women reported her for improper conduct? She could have her credits stripped, or worse.
But, this was her only option, and she was a mature, sane girl. She could control herself. So, Karen signed up for the position and went back to her dorm. She was packing up for the end of the semester, listening to the new Best Coast album, which disappointed her, when her roommate Nia came in.
“Hey Kar, what did you advisor say?” Nia asked. Karen explained the whole situation to Nia, who knew about her attraction to the pregnant ladies.
“Oh, lucky you!” Nia teased, lightly shoving Karen’s shoulders.
“It’s not funny. I’m terrified that, if things get weird, I’ll get reported and I might get expelled for abusing the volunteer program.”
“You know what I think?” Nia said, sitting down. “I think you’re scared because you keep this attraction to pregnant women bottled up and you’re afraid to explore it. Look, any sexual-“
“Ugh, Nia, stop. You took one psychology class in the fall because you wanted to get your science credits out of the way. That doesn’t make you Carl Jung.”
“Okay, first, I’m insulted that you wouldn’t sarcastically call me Mary Calkins. Second, as I was saying: any sexual feelings or attractions are natural and you shouldn’t be nervous about them. I’m not saying you have to fuck some pregnant bitches at this volunteer thing, but you shouldn’t be ashamed to find them attractive.”
As much as Karen hated to admit it, Nia made some good points. Soon, the big day rolled around, and Karen was at the Baker Center, lugging two luggage bags into a slightly-smaller-than-medium sized room with a bed, cabinets, desk, the works. The center was started as part of a long-running study of the effects of co-habitation on pregnancy, to see if it helped unlock some part of the mind that helped with c***dbirth or c***d development.
“Hello there,” said a somewhat elderly woman who was peeking in the door at Karen. “I’m Ruth, the live-in orderly before you.” Karen shook her hand and the two exchanged the typical pleasantries: family, weather, Karen’s compacted college career thus far. The kind of dull shit you don’t want to read about.
“So what’s this job like?” Karen asked cautiously.
“Oh, it’s not too much. You just help them with whatever they need. We aren’t too far from the hospital and we have a car here, so in case one of them starts to hatch, you just drive them over. Of course, their families usually take them over to the hospital when their due date rolls around, so emergencies like that are pretty rare,” Ruth said, winking. “I’m sure you will do just fine. I think it’s good that a young woman like yourself get to learn about pregnancy first hand.” The word pregnancy got Karen a little flustered.
After exchanging a few more quick words and showing Karen around the building, Ruth left Karen alone and explained that the women here would be back from routine check-ups at the hospital soon. Sure enough, after about 15 minutes, Karen heard the door open and a small chorus of laughter. A woman with shoulder-length curly red hair poked her head into Karen’s room.
“Oh, are you Karen?” she asked. Karen nodded and the woman gave a wide smile. “It’s so nice to meet you! Here, I’ll gather the rest of the girls in the living room so we can all meet together.” Karen began to shake a little and could feel her face getting flushed as she walked down the hall to the large room.
Seated on the two couches were four breathtakingly gorgeous women, each with glowing skin and each rubbing wide, round, enormous pregnant bellies.
“Hello again, Karen! My name is Sarah,” the red-headed woman said, standing up by pushing herself up with one hand while the other held her belly from below, moving the shirt up to reveal hints of bare curve.
“This is Mary,” she pointed to a petite woman with long black hair, breasts that exploded out from behind her shirt, and a belly that came out in an elliptical bloom.
“Dani,” she pointed to a tall blonde woman sitting on the next couch, who had a supermodel’s face and piercing green eyes, as well as a massive belly, which she rubbed slowly and seductively.
“And Olivia,” she said, sitting down as she pointed to the woman next to Dani. She had very short black hair and a swollen belly behind a thankfully thin t-shirt, through which Karen could see her protruding belly button.
“It’s nice to meet all of you,” Karen said, trying to not seem shaken by the lustful thoughts flooding her mind. “I’ll be here all summer, so anything you need from me, please tell me.”
The women thanked her and as they left, they each gave her a hug. Unable to help herself, Karen hugged back tightly, loving the feel of their heavy breasts against hers and their bellies pressed against her body. She was glad she wasn’t a guy, because they’d definitely feel her erection against them.
At night, Karen stayed in her room, checking her e-mail and reading books she brought with her. She didn’t dare go out and spend time with the women. Even inside her room, thinking about them made her fantasize about putting her hands through Sarah’s long hair, burying her face in Mary’s cleavage, and helping Dani slowly run Olivia’s belly. Finally, she went to sleep for about an hour, until a small beep went off in the room. Someone in one of the rooms had hit the call button.
“Is everything alright?” Karen said breathlessly as she ran into one of the rooms. Olivia was sitting up in her bed, wearing thin pajamas that did nothing to hide her own full breasts or her pronounced pregnance. Sarah was still sound asleep in the other bed across the room.
“Mmm, Karen,” Olivia said, wincing slightly, “I’m having contractions.”
“Oh my god, do you need to go to the hospital?”
“No, no, this is normal. I just, would you mind rubbing my belly? It makes it go a lot better.” Karen walked over, shaking terribly, as Olivia rolled up her pajamas to reveal her full, bare belly. It was glimmering, and just as Karen had seen before, she had a perfectly popped-out belly button. She put her hands on Olivia’s belly and began rubbing in small circles on both sides. Olivia leaned back and let out a long sigh. “Oh, that feels so nice, thank you,” she whispered.
Karen’s eyes were wide and excited, and when she saw that Olivia’s eyes had closed, she stared all over her body. Her breasts hung unencumbered in her pajamas, and her skin was totally smooth all over her body, especially on her belly. Olivia let out long breaths of air rhythmically until she opened her eyes and looked up at Karen.
“Karen, you’re trembling! Are you okay?” she asked, putting a hand on Karen’s arm.
“Um, yeah, I’m fine. I’ve just, uh, never felt a pregnant woman’s belly before.” Olivia smiled and took Karen’s hands and guided them over her belly slowly.
“What do you feel?” she asked Karen.
“It’s tight, but it’s soft at the same time,” Karen murmured, unable to believe what was going on. “It’s also really warm, and so smooth. It feels really good against my palm.” Talking about what she was feeling made her vagina get a little moist and she began to shiver more. “I can’t feel your baby, though.”
“No, the babies aren’t very active at night,” Olivia said, moving Karen’s hands up and down her belly, brushing against her belly button. “Oh, that feels good,” Olivia whispered, lying back into bed.
“Goodnight, Olivia,” Karen said. She stood nervously for a few milliseconds and then gave Olivia a small kiss on the cheek as her head rested on the pillow. She left quickly before Olivia could react in any way, and went to sleep in her own bed after rubbing her clitoris quickly for about five seconds.
Karen woke up early the next morning and shuffled quietly in the bathroom. There was only one between all five of them, and it looked like a gym bathroom, complete with a big tiled room with lots of showerheads. Karen slipped out of her pajamas and began showering. She had just put shampoo in her hair when all four women, totally nude and totally pregnant, walked in.
“Good morning, Karen,” Dani said, as hot water shot out from the showerheads onto all of them. Karen turned away quickly, her face red-hot with embarrassment. She heard the rest of the women laughing and talking, so she shyly turned around, thinking she wouldn’t be noticed.
The shower-room was full of steam, which strangely made the scene all the more beautiful. They each had soapy, shiny skin and wet hands rubbing their bellies, which became even more gorgeous to Karen. Mary lifted and separated her enormous breasts to clean them, as Sarah’s locks fell adorably on her face and on the tops of her chest. Dani was washing her hair, bending back to stick out her belly as she tried to wash the suds from the shampoo off of her body, which to Karen unobscured her luscious curves. Olivia, not having to spend any time on her short hair, was rubbing soap all over body. She saw Karen watching her and smiled.
“Want to help like you did last night?” Olivia asked, handing Karen her soap bar. After she saw that she wasn’t k**ding, Karen turned off her water and walked over to where the rest of them were and without thinking, instead of using the bar, soaped up her hands and ran them over Olivia’s body. Early in the morning, Karen felt much more adventurous.
“What do you mean ‘last night?’” Mary asked.
“I was having contractions last night and Karen gave me a belly rub. She said it was her first time feeling a pregnant belly,” Olivia said, giving another deep breath, showing that she enjoyed the job Karen was doing now as much as she did last night.
“How is she?” Sarah asked with a laugh that made Karen’s nipples perk up even more than they were currently.
“Oh, she’s a natural,” Olivia said, gasping as Karen ran her hands down her sides.
“Well, would she give us all massages too, if we asked nicely?” Dani said, looking Karen in the eyes.
“It would be my pleasure,” Karen said nervously. Her nerves were beginning to return to her and she quickly finished soaping Olivia and washed herself off. The running water covered up her pussy cumming a little at the thought of three more months of this.
A month passed, and Karen was giving regular massages to all the women at the Baker Center: foot, leg, back, temple, and most of all, belly rubs. Her services became of increasing value as the women’s growing bellies made it difficult for them to listlessly rub themselves. She was on the couch kneeding Sarah’s round expanse, while Dani lay on the other couch with her head resting on Mary’s belly.
“Mmm, Karen, you’re too good to us,” Sarah sighed, running her hands through her hair.
“I’m here to do whatever you need,” Karen responded, smiling. Over the past month, Karen had gotten more comfortable drinking in the beauty of her pregnant neighbors and delighting in feeling their bodies and hearing their sighs and moans. They more than made up for the very mundane aspects of the volunteer work: cleaning, cooking, arraigning meetings and appointments with the hospital.
Another half a month passed and what Karen had heard about a woman’s belly “popping” near the end was true. They had transformed before Karen’s eyes, from drop-dead gorgeous pregnant women who made her stick her fingers down her pants every night, to goddesses of fertility, who made the air around them look like a glowing halo. Their skin had a flawless, tan-olive shine. Their breasts (especially Mary’s) had swollen and become incredibly sensitive, as Karen heard them complain about daily. And most of all, their bellies had stuck out even further. They each looked like they were full-term when Karen had met them two and a half months ago, and now they had over a foot of ripe, lust-filling womb in front of them, which Karen got to rub on more than a daily basis.
Where most women might have felt self-conscious about their body in such condition, the residents of the Baker Center reveled in their fullness. As the temperature climbed in the later months of summer, the women decided to be less and less encumbered by clothing. It reached its kicking point for Karen as she walked into the kitchen to get a glass of water. Susan walked in wearing an open white-collared shirt, with nothing but a bra and panties on underneath.
“It’s really hot today,” Sarah said, drinking a bottle of V8 and rubbing the side of her bare belly. Karen started to shake, barely able to keep the water in her glass from spilling. Mary entered the room next, wearing only a small, white t-shirt. Mary’s gigantic belly made it so Karen could only see hints of pubic hair, but her shirt was thin enough that her soft nipples could be seen peeking through the fabric.
A long shiver ran down Karen’s body, and she felt a similar tremor between her legs. “Hey,” she said softly. Sarah and Mary both turned to her inquisitively. “Do you all want to just…spend time talking tonight? I’m leaving soon and I feel like we never had a chance to really share, you know?” She had no idea what she was saying or why.
“That sounds like a great idea,” Mary said excitedly. Sarah smiled and agreed. Karen pretended to seem just mildly happy, but inside she was nervous and excited beyond description. She felt her underwear begin to get damp and she quickly returned to her room. As she changed her panties, she decided not to masturbate, feeling that she might want to save her energy for the night.
After a simple dinner Olivia helped Karen cook, the five of them lay on a mat of blankets taken from the closet. Like Sarah was earlier, they were all dressed sparingly, although Mary had decided to wear panties at night.
“So these are all your first pregnancies?” Karen said, still not totally comfortable with using the “p-word.” They each nodded, rubbing the tops of their bellies as they sat cross-legged.
“Do you think you’ll ever want to have k**s?” Dani asked. She was wearing a spaghetti-strap top with no bra and no pants, which revealed most of her bare belly. Like all the other women, her belly button was now fully out.
“I’m not sure,” Karen said, scratching her head. “H-how does it feel?”
Soft and aphrodisiacal laughter came from all of the women as they looked down at their bellies and continued cradling them. “It’s surreal,” Olivia said, moving closer to Karen. “You feel full all the time, but there’s a sense of expansion coming from it. You can really feel the growing and the life within you.” Without being asked, Karen began rubbing Olivia’s belly enthusiastically as she explained it. “Yes, there’s a sense of life that comes with it, that’s intoxicating, almost sexy.”
Karen bent down and kissed Olivia’s belly. She suddenly brought her head up, embarrassed and flustered. Instead of looks of confusion and horror, the other women gave her calming smiles, and Olivia was looking back at her with heavy eyelids.
“Mmm, that was nice. Do that again.” Karen bent down and began kissing all over Olivia’s belly. She tried to pinch the smooth skin with her lips. As she pecked in different parts of her belly, she gave a small lick with her tongue as her lips came off. Olivia began rubbing the back of Karen’s head, breathing faintly. Karen worked her way down her belly, eventually reaching her protruding belly button. She kissed softly – eliciting deep exhales from Olivia each time. Karen kissed more forcefully, then she began licking and sucking on her navel, and Olivia’s breaths turned to moans and gasps.
Karen brought her head up after a while, and Olivia met her eyes, panting hard. “I-I’m so sorry, I don’t know what I’m doing.”
“Karen, it’s okay,” Dani said, walking over and taking her hand. The other women did the same, offering Karen words of encouragement and getting close to her. Karen couldn’t stop shaking and she felt herself getting red-faced.
“I’m attracted to pregnant women!” Karen blurted out. “I’ve been lusting after all of you since I got here. I’m sorry, I’m not trying to be a creep or a pervert, this is the only volunteer position I could get!” She was strangely aroused by her admission but felt even worse about it.
“Karen,” Sarah said, looking Karen right in the eyes. Then, she moved in close and started kissing Karen. Intensely. Her tongue laced in the insides of her mouth and she sucked on Karen’s lips until she broke the embrace. “You have nothing to apologize for.”
Slowly, the four women stood up. Mary walked over to a set of speakers and started playing beautiful ambient music. As she walked back, she, like the other women, began to undress. They left a trail of underwear, bras, and light covers behind them as they walked back to the pile of blankets.
“Lie down,” Dani said with seductive authority. Karen lay down, removing her own clothes, although she was clumsier than the pregnant beauties before her. As she lay down, Sarah, Mary, and Dani laid down next to her, embracing her naked body with their own, rubbing and kissing her, which sent shivers down her body.
Olivia kneeled by Karen’s legs. “Karen, have you ever had someone eat your pussy?”
“N-no,” Karen said, embarrassed. “I’m a virgin.” The other three women stopped what they were doing.
“Oh, sweetie, I’m sorry,” Olivia said. “Are you okay with all of this?” Inside Karen’s mind, Nia’s words began to ring true. She had built a wall around her attraction to pregnant women all her life. She shouldn’t be afraid of it; she should embrace it. And suddenly, that mental pen finally broke down and a flood of emotion came forth.
“Yes, yes, oh god, yes! I want you all to fuck me so bad!” she screamed, grabbing Mary’s left breast and sucking on it passionately. Mary squealed with delight as the three of them returned to pleasuring Karen’s bare body.
Olivia grabbed Karen’s ass tightly and shoved her tongue into her pussy, sucking her clit and pushing aggressively against her vaginal walls. The feeling was electric to Karen, and she moaned loudly. She felt herself get wet and soft, which only intensified the sensation.
“You try,” Sarah grunted, sitting on Karen’s chest, her swollen clitoris right in her face. Karen obliged, and she started licking the insides of Sarah’s vagina in a criss-cross motion, trying to re-create the sensations she felt between her legs currently.
They switched positions, with Mary in Karen’s lap and Olivia getting her loins moistened by Karen, who was a quick learner. Unlike Olivia, Mary started by softly kissing Karen’s labia, rubbing her lips slowly down her clitoris to send shivers down Karen’s spine. Eventually, she started tearing it up, sending Karen into her second climax of the night.
This round-robin sex continued for hours, ending with all five women lying on the floor, still trembling and sensitive from orgasms. Karen had her head resting on Mary’s belly, spooning with Dani. Sarah and Olivia were still drunk with stimulus, making out and squeezing each other’s nipples.
“Your belly’s so big,” Karen moaned, feeling Mary’s smooth, warm roundness, which was now ecstatic with uterine kicking. Olivia and Mary were tied for biggest, as far as Karen could tell, with Sarah second and Dani third (although this was mainly due to Dani’s height, and her skin, eyes, and sexual imagination more than made up for it).
“Oh, Karen, you’re so nice to us. You don’t know how long it’s been since I’ve had a night like this.”
“Eight and a half months?”
“Okay, maybe you do know,” Mary laughed, taking one of Karen’s hands and placing it on her breast.
“Well Karen, you don’t know how much what you’ve done means for us,” Sarah said.
“Same to you,” Karen said, letting out a quiet gasp as Dani began gently sucking on each of her fingers.
“How much longer are you here?” Olivia asked, walking over to Karen.
“I have to move back in about three weeks to get set up,” Karen said, her mind turning devious again, “so I guess we’ve got to make these last days count.”
“I’ll say,” Olivia said, grabbing Karen by the shoulder and pressing her navel into Karen’s lips, which she obliged.
The other women pressed their bodies against Karen, rubbing her clitoris, pinching her breasts, nibbling her rips.
“I want you to carry be in your bellies,” Karen gasped, riding another orgasm. “I want to be inside of you as you carry me around the world, nurture me, watch me grow. I want you to hold me close on cold nights and wait for the day when you see me at last.” Her orgasm was peaking and she felt herself discharge like never before. “Oh god, I want to be inside of you forever!”
“That makes five of us,” Sarah said, and they laid Karen down for another round.
Winter came, and Karen was in her apartment with Roy, a prospective boyfriend. They shared the same taste in music, books, entertainment. They were sitting on Karen’s bed, trying to think of more things to talk about, since they both loved to talk, but were afraid to start the conversation. Karen couldn’t tell how he felt about her and vice versa, and she was beginning to feel that they didn’t have enough of a real connection, so she tried to shock the conversation forward.
“So, any weird fetishes I should know about?” she joked. He chuckled, then blushed.
“Actually, um, one,” Roy said. “I’ve got an, um, pregnancy fetish.”
Karen suddenly smiled and pulled him by the shoulder to lie next to her.
“Roy – let me tell you about my summer last year”
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