Becky giggled a little as she ran her hands over her round belly and felt the litter of puppies squirming around inside her. Papa had said she was having eight of them and she couldn't wait until they showed up. Sometimes she was upset that her big sister hadn't wanted to pitch in and help with the breeding numbers but she was always glad she had made that choice. It was only a twelve week ordeal and then they would all be out of her tummy. At eight weeks in she already looked like she was ready to pop a baby out and her puppies were getting pretty heavy. Mama had gotten her some nice big clothes that bit around her belly but she still spent most of her time in shorts that she couldn't button up anymore and shirts that only covered her chest. She liked being able to see her big belly popping out of her clothes, making her too big for them. She'd even started having to wear bras because she was getting little milk filled breasts. She swung her legs out of bed and waddled out of her room only to bump into-
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