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Forever Pregnant - Part 2
Synopsis: Rob gains a little weight and learns that his step-sister is
pregnant.
The summer between my Junior and Senior years was just one, long,
relaxing party. In previous summers I'd worked my butt off to get a
little spending money but about a year ago I'd gotten an after-school
job in a local computer-recycling business so that, while I wasn't
getting rich, I was pulling in over $150 a week which gave me a
comfortably stuffed wallet. So, not having to worry about a shortage of
money, and realizing that after our upcoming Senior year, many of us
were going to part ways, a lot of my friends and I just relaxed that
summer - played some sports, dated, went to movies, dated, went on a
couple of camping trips, dated, just goofed off, and of course, dated.
By the time the end of summer rolled around all that relaxing had taken
its toll and when I bought some new back-to-school jeans and slacks I
had to move up from a 28" waist to a 30" waist. Other than a slightly
larger tummy though, my weight gain wasn't noticeable so I didn't worry
about it.
Well, if I was having a good summer, Christine sure wasn't. I don't know
what her problem was but she wasn't going out on any dates and spent
most of her time hanging around the house just looking unhappy. In
previous summers she'd put on a tiny bikini and laid out in the sun in
the yard by her apartment working on her tan (Or so several of my
friends told me as they checked her out in her skimpy bikini.) - but
none of that this summer. And even though she was wearing big baggy
clothes these days it looked like she might have gained a little weight
- at least her face looked fuller. I was wondering whether I should try
to cheer her up but after thinking about it and remembering how she had
acted to me in the past I just thought, "Well, whatever is bothering her
is her problem and she can take care of it by herself."
Then the second week of school when I was sitting at a table in the
Cafeteria with Kevin, Mark and Eric, all of a sudden Mark looks at me
and asks, "So Rob, who's the father?"
"Huh? What?" I stammered.
"Well, the rumor around school is that Christine got herself knocked up
last Spring. And I just wondered who the poor bastard was."
"Oh," I said, "probably could have been any one of a dozen or two guys."
And we all laughed.
After school that day I was thinking about what Mark had said and I
realized that it all fit together: Christine's weight gain; her
withdrawal from many of her friends and activities; the conversations
between Dad and June that stopped when I entered the room. Holy Shit!
Christine was pregnant! The signs had been there and I just hadn't tied
them all together!
As we were sitting around the table eating supper that night I kept
sneaking glances at Christine and confirmed what I'd guessed - her face
was rounder and fuller and her cheeks had a rosy glow to them. And she
was eating more than usual, taking second and even third portions of
food. And under the loose top that she was wearing I could see how her
belly had gotten much more rounded and now bulged out over the elastic
top of the slacks that she was wearing these days. And there was
something else about her that was different but I couldn't pin down what
it was until she reached across the table for another slice of bread and
I got a look at the shape of her chest. Now, Christine had always had a
nice figure but at a B-cup size she was certainly not in the league with
Erin. But now? Well, it looked like she was at least a C-cup!
After supper that night, June got me alone in the living room and began
the conversation with: "Rob, I saw you looking at Christine at the
supper table tonight. So I'm guessing that you know what's happened?"
"Well, there's a rumor going around school that she's knocked up. Oopss!
I'm sorry about that! I meant to say 'pregnant'."
"Well, she is. She made some bad decisions earlier this year and now she
has to deal with the consequences. This isn't an easy time for her and
she's going to need a lot of support - and her 'friends' at school
certainly aren't providing any."
"Yeah," I thought, "with the way she treats people they probably figure
this is 'payback time'." But all I said was, "Yeah. Okay. Is she going
to get married or something?"
"No. It looks like the father doesn't want to play any part in this
pregnancy. And in fact it's probably good because Christine is being
very mature about this and has decided to give the baby up for
adoption."
Well, that answered that question, I wasn't going to be a "step uncle"
or anything like that. So I just said, "Okay, I'll see what I can do to
help," not really wanting to have a lot to do with Christine. And that
ended that conversation.
By Thanksgiving it was pretty obvious to anyone who saw her that
Christine was pregnant. Man, she must have gained over thirty pounds and
her belly now stuck out a good foot in front of her. Just in the last
couple of days her belly button had "popped" and now poked out through
the thin fabric of the maternity tops that she was wearing nowadays. She
had given up trying to wear maternity pants that covered up her belly
over a month ago and the tops of her pants were now forced down below
the bottom of the huge belly that she had developed. The other part of
her that had also developed was her breasts. Man, they must now be D-
cups at least! She's got one of these maternity tops that's cut lower
than the others and when she wears it you can see a good six inches of
cleavage and beneath that, her large breasts straining against the thin
fabric.
The funny thing is, Christine looks, well, uh, kinda "sexy" nowadays.
When I'm jerking off in the shower in the morning or in my bed at night,
I'll usually be daydreaming about Christine and her big belly and her
floppy tits. Now it's not as gross as it sounds - I mean, like, she's
not my real sister or anything. But there have been a couple of times,
like when the four of us were in Dad's car heading across town to a
restaurant, and Christine and I were in the back seat and she's sitting
right there next to me with her huge belly resting on her thighs and her
breasts bouncing a little whenever the car hit a bump in the road, and
all of a sudden I got this huge erection and I'm squirming around a
little in the seat trying to get comfortable and hoping that Christine
wouldn't notice the bulge I was developing in the front of my jeans.
Talk about feeling both turned on and embarrassed at the same time!
Well, Christine wasn't the only one who had been "developing." Even
though I had been watching my diet and had started doing exercises to
firm up my abs, my tummy had gotten a little larger. I guess the
exercises were working as I could feel my firm stomach muscles, it was
just that there was a rounded mound of fat about four inches thick that
covered them up. The 30" waist of the jeans and slacks that I had been
wearing couldn't contain my tummy anymore and at first I tried just
letting the waistband just slip down beneath the bulge of my tummy but
that felt really weird so I ended up getting several pairs of jeans with
a 34" waist - man, from a 28" waist to a 34" waist in less than a year.
But my tummy wasn't what bothered me the most - the problem was higher
up on my chest. Like, I've developed a set of "boy tits" - now, they
don't look like girl's breasts or anything like that, they're just these
big, rounded fatty areas behind my nipples that now hang down just a
little on my chest. And when I'm doing anything active - like playing
basketball with my buddies, I can feel them bouncing up and down a
little on my chest. I guess one of the many good things about being a
Senior is that you can opt out of gym class if you want to - so I did.
And by not having to undress in front of the other guys, and by wearing
a tight T-shirt under a looser outer shirt, the size and shape of my
chest is pretty well hidden from the other kids. But still, I wish that
my problem would "correct itself" as the doctor had promised.
By mid-December Christine had stopped going to school. She had gotten so
big that she didn't walk anymore, she waddled. It seemed like she was
going to the bathroom almost every hour. And she was having problems
with her ankles swelling so she spent most of her waking hours sitting
in a recliner in front of the TV set with her legs supported on the
footrest of the recliner. I don't know what was going through her mind
but she had this dreamy look on her face as she slowly ran her hands
over her distended belly. The school had arranged for her coursework and
assignments to be sent to her at home but she showed little interest in
anything other than her belly anymore.
A couple of days before Christmas, I was awakened in the middle of the
night by the noise of movement in the hallway outside of my bedroom and
shortly afterward I heard a knock on my door and then Dad stuck his head
in and said, "Christine's in labor and we're taking her to the
hospital."
(To Be Continued)
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