Stacie - Sex Stories

Stacie

... into my skin. I had always been a full D, but suddenly I had grown almost a full cup size! I decided to go without one. Just the same, some guy would be ripping it off soon enough I hoped. But when I squeezed into one of my super tight shirts with the slit down the middle (an orange one with a logo on it that was stretched too thin to read due to my enlarged mamaries) and stretched, the shirt split almost all the way down to the bottom. It finally hit me. I was preggers! OH NO, I thought. I was used to having all the guys fight over me but now I was going to be fat and ugly. But then I realized that it was my rugby player that had knocked me up. I rememered how big he was and realized that would probably mean I was going to have a huge baby! I finally had my wish. I was going to be a huge hot prego sex machine. That was three months ago. I finally had to tell my parents because I can't keep it a seceret any longer. My boobs have grown from a full D to E cups. My hips have gotten fuller as well. My mom didn't think my belly would start growing any time soon, but I started to balloon out within 6 weeks. At two months I had a noticable bump, even through my clothes. No that I'm at three months, I look like I'm about to enter my fourth or fith month. I still wear tight shirts, but that's not on purpose anymore. I try to buy them with growing room, but I'm just growing too quickly to predict what size I'll be. I like it though. Guys have figured out that not only do I put out, ...

... but that they can't get me anymore prego than I already am. Heh, I guess I can be big and pregnant and still get my fill. I like to waddle around and show off my growing tummy. I don't have to waddle, but I like to do it anyway. It shows off my engourged middle. Plus, it gets me all the attention I want. My rugby player whose potent seed put this baby inside me told me that babies in his f****y have never been smaller than 9 pounds. He laughed and walked away but that doesn't bother me. Maybey I'll have a 10 pounder! Wouldn't that be great? I'm at four months and my mom is worried because I look like I'm six months along. She thinks I am too big, but it doesn't bother me. I enjoy putting on tight clothes that show off my huge middle and watch the boys break their necks trying to get a look at me. I like to go to the mall and waddle around making my belly shake back and forth. I don't have to waddle yet, but sometimes my legs have trouble walking right. It won't be long now. My boobs wobble pretty good as well. I haven't had to buy new bras yet, but I'm pushing this one to its limit! Even though I'm getting bigger, I can still ride a cock pretty good. I haven't run out of guys that like being sucked off by a big ole preggo! I let them shoot it all over my belly and boobs if they want to. I hope as I get even bigger they keep coming over. My shirts won't tuck in now and barely cover up the bottom of my belly, and if I stretch my baby factory sticks out. I out-grew my third ...