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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.
Kelly made it to the second floor, huffing and puffing. She started down the set of stairs to the first floor when she heard some voices on the stairs below. Oh boy, she thought, it’s the Evans’. They were a nice elderly couple that lived in the unit below her. They also liked to pry into her private life; asking her about her marriage plans and the like. Needless to say her current gravid condition would be a bit much to explain. She waddled heavily down to the end of the hall; hoping no one would step out of their units at this time of day. The Evans made it up to the hallway, Mrs. Evans chattering away about something to do with her sister. Kelly noticed they were carrying groceries; she started to move out of the corner toward the stairs when she heard Mrs. Evans
“Joe” she barked, “did you get everything out of the car?”
“Ahhh...yes I did” Mr. Evans replied meekly.
The Evans closed the door to their apartment. Kelly heaved a sigh a relief and slowly but deliberately moved her big bellied body to the stairs to the first floor. She began to work her way downstairs and made it to the first floor. Waddling to the front door she stepped out and looked around. No one in sight. She padded down the path to the parking area and was just about to go through the gate when she heard something that made her skin go cold.
“Kelly!!” called the voice, “Kelly!!”
It was her friend Cathy Bryant. Actually friend may not be the best description. Cathy and Kelly had worked together at an ad agency and Cathy had left to go work for someone else but had moved into the same apartment complex as Kelly. They occasionally socialized and helped each other on different projects. Kelly quickly stepped behind the gate to the parking area and closed it. The gate came up to her nose so if she stood close enough to it perhaps Cathy wouldn’t see Kelly’s rather difficult to explain condition.
“Hi, Kelly,” Cathy said, rather cheerily,” How are you?”
“I’m …fine” said Kelly, pushing her big bellied body as close as possible to the gate,” How’s things with you?”
“I’m good, Kelly” Cathy replied,” I’ve been really busy” Cathy tried peeking over the gate but couldn’t see anything. Looking a little puzzled as to why Kelly was standing so close to the gate she went on, “but I had a question for you about something I’m working on. You know that sketch I was doing for the agency that I showed you. Do you have a few minutes? I’d like to show it to you and see what you think.”
“Ahh, Cathy” began Kelly carefully, “but…I’m in a bit of rush. My sister and I want to go maternity clothes shopping this afternoon.”
“Both of you?” said Cathy, “but I thought she was the one having the….didn’t you say triplets?”
Kelly stopped. Somehow she had to get this under control. Again Cathy peered over the gate but couldn’t see Kelly’s big body. There was an awkward pause. Finally Kelly said, “Ah yeah, of course, she’s having the triplets” Feeling a little more confident, “You know what I mean….don’t you?”
Cathy hesitated, “Sure, I do. Will you call me later?”
“Yes, I will, Cathy. I’ll call you when OOOOHHHH…” Kelly stopped on a dime. One of the babies just gave her a kick that would shake a mountain. The kick tapped an emotional part of Kelly and tears began to flow.
“Kelly!!” said Cathy,” are you all right? Did something hurt you? Let me open the gate and help you”
“Cathy” said Kelly, wiping her eyes and regaining her composure,” I’m fine. It was just a kic…ah, gas pain. Look, I’d better go. I’ll call you later, OK?”
“All right” said Cathy,” Maybe I’ll come over”
“Yes, that would be…wait, I’ll see. Maybe we can do this by phone” replied Kelly quickly.
“All right,” now Cathy looked completely confused,” Take care and I’ll guess I’ll talk with you later.” Cathy started to walk away from the gate. A thought seemed to strike her and she turned around to see Kelly moving away from the gate. Cathy thought Kelly seemed to be moving strangely, like she was hurt or something. She started to walk toward the gate to get a closer look but her cell phone rang and stopped to answer it. Kelly turned to see Cathy standing fairly close to the gate so, as fast as she could move her hugely gravid body, she moved toward the other fence which shielded the cars. Peering over the fence she saw Cathy looking around after finishing her phone call Kelly padded to her car, as quickly as she could, opened the driver side door. She lowered herself into her seat and shifted the seat as far back as she could in order to accommodate her big bellied body. Kelly looked over her shoulder and saw Cathy coming through the gate. Kelly fumbled for her keys and started her car, pulled out of the space and took off for the driveway out of the complex. Kelly looked in her mirror and saw Cathy standing in the middle of parking lot looking a bit confused.
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