This choice: Like Mother Like Daughter • Go Back... Five years in your future, with The Holy Reigning Goddess Queen and Empress of Reality Herself, Immortal as She May Be situated at the youthful age of 24, Piper is pregnant.
The father, an out of towner who you would have not met so far, wooed our leader over the course of years before finally the couple indulged themselves in a child.
This is the start of that story...
"Babe..." groaned a familiar voice from deep within the bed covers, half asleep in its tone.
Snoring...
"Babe!" hissed Piper much louder than before, only to receive a shallow grunt in return before the snoring commenced.
"For gods sake...babe!"
A flying elbow to the back was added this time what seemed to do the trick.
Darren nearly threw himself clean from the bed as he woke with a start and an oddly painful spot in his back.
"Oh good, you're awake" cooed Piper with innocence dripping from her tongue as she feigned all knowledge of hitting her beau to wake him.
"Sorry hun, I was whacked, are you ok?" asked Darren with genuine concern in his own voice, all feelings of pain quickly forgotten as he looked to his pregnant girlfriend.
"No I'm not" huffed Piper with an overly dramatic flounce in her mannerisms, laying it on thicker as she went.
"Do we need to go to the hospital?!"
Starting to freak out slightly, Darren really did launch himself from bed this time and started to hurriedly pull clothes onto his body.
The sight was quite amusing and Piper had to break her rouse to snort at her flailing boyfriend.
"Only if 'hospital' is code for kitchen, I am starving" groaned Piper again, struggling to bite back her wryness.
"Oh...thank god...yeah we can sort that"
His usual warmness came flooding back realising that there was no immediate danger, as foolish as thinking that leaving Piper hungry wasn't dangerous was.
"You coming with me or you want waiting on in bed?" asked Darren, no sarcasm, just a genuine question.
"Nah, I'll come with, gotta stretch this little sucker out for a bit" groaned Piper as she lethargically swung herself to the edge of the bed.
"LITTLE sucker?" teased Darren as he glimpsed Piper heave herself labouriously from bed.
"Yeah yeah, laugh it up lover boy" retorted Piper having finally made it to her feet "this'll be your problem once I can't walk"
Piper did have to admit though that Darren's jibe was probably well placed.
At only five months gone, Piper looked fit to burst already.
Wearing a light purple lace camisole that parted down the middle, Piper was the poster girl for pregnancy at this point, albeit looking like she was advertising a full term bump.
At least the baby had been kind to her, Piper's bump was perfectly smooth and round all over.
That wasn't to say that she hadn't taken on some pregnancy weight elsewhere though and, as to be expected, her rack hadn't stopped growing along with the extra hip padding.
"I'll meet you down stairs Pip, might as well start whilst you're waddling down" teased Darren again before her bounced down the stairs.
"Douche!" shouted Piper lovingly, even if there was a touch of bite to her words.
"I love you too Pippy!" was the response.
Piper rolled her eyes as she rubbed her belly.
"You are going to be the death of me" uttered Piper in the direction of her distended olive tinted stomach.
Much to her amazement, stretch marks had not been an issue despite her size and Piper had to admit she did find the whole thing pretty arousing, but that was mostly hormones, right?
As if in response to her previous statement, Piper's belly growled slightly, instilling a giggle from the mum-to-be.
"Alright, I'm going! You are not going to be happy until I'm mum bod-ed are you kid?"
Probably not appeared to be the answer.
*****
"How did that go down?" asked Darren from the other side of the table having just watched Piper practically inhale a tables worth of food.
"Gre...BUURP!...at" belched Piper whilst rubbing her belly again which had now parted her camisole to fully expose her bump which glowed slightly in the kitchen light.
"Think you'll get through the night now seeing as it's 3:41" asked Darren, mentally working out how much more sleep he would get before leaving for work.
"Hmmm, possibly" Piper thought as she rubbed her belly.
'Damn that feels good' she mentally groaned.
"I can get you something else if you want?" offered Darren almost foolishly.
Piper's interest was piqued.
"Like what?"
He had been roped in now.
"I guess we could do a drive through run if you want?"
"Aww baby, you don't have to, you're the best!"
Piper got far too excited at the prospect of more food but she didn't particularly care.
A more aware individual would probably point out at this point that Piper's cravings were playing a significant part in her pregnancy gains, particularly on her lower half and around her bump for the more keen eyed, but that had long been justified as 'eating for two' or 'it'll go once I have the baby'
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