This choice: Kelly pretends there is nothing wrong. • Go Back...Chapter #6Kelly pretends there is nothing wrong. by: Chrisdutch   Well, she certainly couldn’t hang up. She grabbed the phone and padded over to her couch.
“Hang on, Jen, I’ve got to sit down.” Kelly said. Placing the phone on a table next to her couch she anchored one arm against the back of the couch and cupped her huge, gravid belly in the other. Slowly she lowered her nude and hugely swollen body down in the couch, her big boobs heaving heavily.
“How…how are you, Jen?” said Kelly with a little hesitation in her voice.
“I’m fine Kel, what did you do…run across the apartment to get my call?” said Jen.
“Why do you say that Jen?” replied Kelly.
“Well, you sound like you’re out of breath!!!” answered Jen.
“You’d be out of breath too.” Blurted Kelly, “If you had a big bel….” Then Kelly stopped, realizing what she was about to say.
“Huh?” said Jen, “what were you going to say?”
Kelly had to think fast. “I mean…I know how far along you are…so…I can relate to you being as big as you are”
This was greeted by puzzled silence. Finally Jen said “O..K…whatever you say,sis” Jen paused and said, “So, how are you?”
Kelly felt like she dodged a bullet. She sighed and replied, “I’m…fine. Just relaxing and killing time.” And trying to figure out, first of all, how she was going to heft her big swollen body out of the chair.
“I’m with you,” continued Jen, “I’m so huge now I really don’t feel like doing much. Mark’s been good about this, though, and it’s great to have someone on your side like that.”
“Yeah” replied Kelly, now slowly rubbing her big belly, “I wish I had the same thing in my life…I mean, you know what I mean.”
“I think I follow you, Kelly” said Jen although Kelly sensed a little confusion in her voice, “by the way, how’s your love life?”
“Well, right now” began Kelly “It’s ….OOOHHHH that was something!!!”
“What, Kel, what” said her sister with a sense of anxiety in her voice.
“A completely awesome kick…” blurted Kelly, “My God, now I know what you’re going through…”
“Kelly?” exclaimed her sister, “what are you talking about? I’m the one who’s pregnant!!!”
Kelly stopped. What was she thinking about? This was going to be tough enough to explain to herself so how on earth would she explain to anyone else. She fumbled for a minute on the phone. Shifting her big belly so that it dropped between her legs she sat up and said to Jen, ‘AHHH, I mean I felt a gas pain…sort of felt like a kick, you know,” feeling a little more confident Kelly continued, “ didn’t you tell me that the kicks felt like that?”
“Yes, they do, “Jen replied, although, again Kelly sensed a little confusion and hesitation in her voice, “Listen, Kel, I really don’t have anything to do today and I need to go pick up a few more maternity shirts. Do you want to tag along?”
“Oh, man, would I because I could use some clothes…..”Kelly stopped, “ ah sure….wait, maybe not?” suddenly realizing what she was saying.
“God, Kelly. Make up your mind, will you.” Replied Jen a bit impatiently.
Kelly felt another kick inside of her big belly and shifted awkwardly in her seat, causing her immense mammaries to jiggle but she restrained herself from saying anything. “Look, Jen, I just remembered I have a long distance call coming from a client.” Also, suddenly Kelly realized she had to go to the bathroom, big time.
“OK, Kelly, how about…” started Jen.
“Jen, I have to go to the bathroom big time…I think you understand, y’know, with the bladder and all…” blurted Kelly.
“Kelly, I….” started Jen.
5
But Kelly never heard the rest of what her sister had to say. She hung up the phone quickly and struggled to heave her big bellied body out of the soft sofa. Finally she got to her feet and, moving as fast as her gravid body could go, she waddled to the bathroom, barely making it in time.
After washing her hands she stepped out into the hall, shaking like a leaf. In her excitement and confusion she was now wondering if Jen would come up with 2 + 2 equaling 4 in spite of how absurd this whole situation was. Then there were two other major issues a.) What happens when her roommates get home tomorrow and b.) What does she do about clothes? She didn’t have anything that even came close to fitting her.
Padding heavily into her bedroom, her belly swinging from side to side slowly and her copious boobs bouncing as well, she started to go through her closet in the vague hope of finding something. It was exhausting work. Most of her tops were way too tight and she was having trouble staying on her feet because of her ungainly size. Finally, after about a half an hour and another bathroom break, she came across a green smock she had bought for a painting class she had taken. It was clean but first things first. Her boobs, big and swollen with milk needed a place to rest. She quickly realized her regular bras would never do the trick so she grabbed one of her sports bras. Slowly she pulled it over her head and began the difficult task of shifting her boobs into the bra. It was quite a task. They were tender to the touch and by the time she was done her cleavage was popping out. She rolled her eyes and now needed to have the smock cover her properly. She grabbed the smock and waddled to her bed. Pulling the smock over her head she then pulled it down over her big, swollen belly. Kelly sighed; the smock was OK, only showing a little of her cleavage.
Sitting down heavily on the edge of the bed she wondered about putting on some underwear.
And then she saw them. The purple panties. They looked…well, as inviting as they looked last night when she put them on. She struggled with this. Put them on? Don’t put them on? Finally she willed herself against putting them on. She had absolutely no idea how she got into this mess and she was convinced the panties were the cause. What to wear? Finally, realizing that getting another pair from the drawer would have to be done by heaving her body out of bed she decided to do something she never did: go commando.
It was amazing what this condition does to you. Awkwardly she pulled herself back to her feet and waddled over to the dresser. She opened the drawers and flipped through them, finally pulling a pair of fabric stretch shorts out. Moving her big, gravid body back to her bed she sat heavily again and struggled to pull one up, have it not fit, and then the other one up. It finally made it, a bit snug but ok. Then she struggled to put a pair of sneakers on. She stood up and waddled over to her mirror. The look wouldn’t get her on the cover of a fashion maternity magazine but it would have to do.
It was a little warm out but Kelly put a light windbreaker on. Perhaps she thought it would help cover her absurdly swollen body. Cupping her big belly in her hands she grabbed her purse and waddled to the door. Opening the door to her condo unit slowly she realized immediately this would be a challenge. If any of her neighbors saw her they would be in for quite a shock. She looked down the hallway but didn’t see anyone. Stepping out slowly she padded slowly down the hallway toward the elevator. Suddenly she wondered if this would be an issue. Suppose somebody was on the elevator. After a few minutes of thought she decided to take the stairs. It was quite a feat. Normally she would have bound down the stairs in no time; now she slowly went step by step, barely able to see her feet past her big belly.
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