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Due II, Part 11 - Female Version
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Due (Prequel) - Female Version
Summary: Sequel to Due. Laura's visit to Derek in jail leads to a chain of uncomfortable events. Contains: Pregnancy/belly expansion, breast expansion.
Note: This is the female version of Due II.
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Laura swayed slightly as Derek helped her onto the couch. Together they eased Lauras plump bottom down against the cushions.
Once situated, Derek stepped back and simply marveled at Laura. Though rather breathless, Laura could not help grinning back.
After he seemed to be finished appraising Laura, Derek sat beside her on the couch. Derek rubbed Lauras belly up and down, pulling up Lauras tight shirt for better access, and then again pausing to marvel at the mound.
Im so glad youre here, Laura breathed out, flushed. She was a little stunned by how happy she was. She had been so desperate for Derek, she felt like she might cry.
Shhhh
Derek soothed, his hands now rubbing circles around Lauras bulging navel.
Laura laughed weakly. It was like a dream. Derek was finally out of jail!
Derek had now taken to kissing Lauras warm, moist mound. He proceeded to kiss every inch of it, his lips soon working their way to her breasts, where he caused the engorged mounds to tingle. Laura swore silently, and soon her nipples began to seep.
Before she knew it, Derek was gently shifting her onto her knees. Laura groaned out as her swollen abdomen pressed against the couch cushions. Derek
she managed. Im just
so full.
I just miss you so much, Derek whispered, so hoarsely and endearingly, that Lauras heart swelled.
Yes, she breathed.
Derek slid down the back of Lauras too-tight leggings. Before Laura knew it, he was fucking her from behind, her body bobbing unpleasantly, belly bouncing against the cushions as she clutched at it with one arm, hoping the quints wouldnt become distressed.
Oh Derek, Laura gasped out. She felt that with a hard enough thrust, she might burst!
But it seemed Derek was reaching his limits. His body stiffened up, and he exploded. Laura groaned as Dereks seed poured into her, sending waves of pleasure and discomfort throughout her body. Her belly tensed up, and Laura almost felt as though she was filling up more.
Feeling drained, Laura sagged against her belly, but then grunted in discomfort. To her relief, Derek grabbed her by her shoulders and shifted her onto her back.
Derek
Laura breathed, now supine on the couch, Derek knelt between her spread legs, as though worshipping her tremendous mass. Her shirt was still pulled up over the mound, and Laura watched her swollen bump rapidly rise up and down. I have
an appointment, Laura gasped out, determined not to forget about it.
Well reschedule.
Derek, Laura scolded, her breathing rate increasing yet more.
It will be fine. Derek dismissed Lauras concerns. He rubbed Lauras flushed mound fondly. For now, I think my children are hungry.
With that, Derek got to his feet and was soon on the phone making an order.
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It took a full hour for Laura to fully catch her breath, by which point the food delivery had arrived. Laura wondered whether her breathlessness had less to do with her condition than Dereks blasé attitude about the whole matter.
Before she knew it, she was being heaved up to her feet, her arm about Dereks shoulders. Somewhat dizzy, she somehow made it to the kitchen table with Dereks support. She had forgotten how strong he was.
Laura stared in shock at the open Chinese food take-out containers littering the entire surface of the circular table. She was eerily reminded of her last pregnancy, but she swallowed those concerns back. This was different. She and Derek were together. They loved each other. This was not her pregnancy with the triplets.
Laura sunk down into the chair despite her reservations. She found that she could stand for increasingly brief periods before her back severely throbbed and her hips quivered. I cant, she groaned, rubbing her throbbing mound.
You will, Derek insisted.
He said it in a playful tone, but there was an underlying haughtiness that made Laura quite nervous.
Derek
said Laura uneasily.
Laura, Derek countered. Standing behind Lauras chair, Derek placed both his hands firmly on her shoulders. I want you to eat this. All of it.
It wasnt a question.
Laura tried to brush off her uneasiness. With trembling fingers, she lifted her fork.
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Within two days, Lauras belly was overflowing her lap in all directions. It wobbled awkwardly as Laura struggled to move or stand. In fact, she could not seem to get up at all without Dereks assistance these days. Her belly felt like an over-inflated balloon, and she imagined it was big as a bolder.
Her belly button was the size of a tangerine. It seemed to be constantly pulsing, in and out. Laura felt as though she was panting chronically these daysshe couldnt seem to catch her breath, no matter how long she relaxed. She was keenly aware that she needed to give birth soon, though Derek continued to be unconcerned.
It wasnt that bad. Derek tried to
help
at times. He would rub lotions upon Lauras mound when it was particularly flushed. He would murmur encouragingly to Laura when she groaned. Derek disconnected the phone lines to ensure that Laura avoided distraction in growing his children. Derek took Lauras cell phone, and did not pass along any of the calls that Laura received from her family. Their persistence only managed to stress Laura out, after all. Laura just had to keep reminding herself that Derek had her best interest at heart.
But god, Laura was getting so tight. Too tight. She would watch her belly push out
and out
straining against her on a regular basis. She was beginning to look like one of those oblivious characters in horror movies just on the brink of having an alien monster tear through their gut.
Laura was operating on autopilot. It was easier to do that than to resist, especially with how feeble and weary she was becoming. She ate when Derek instructed her to do so, sometimes stuffing food down to the point that it was painful. Laura spent large amounts of time in bed, often struggling and shifting, in search of a position that was a little less uncomfortable than the last one. Soon Laura found that she could rarely get out of bed at allnor did she really want to. She spent most of her time dozing in and out, catching only short periods of sleep, before she would be awakened by the powerful waves of tension straining, and threatening to tear right through her.
The quints made the most unpleasant squirming movements. No kicks or cuffs, just an uncomfortable and continual shifting, as though they were as unhappy as she was about the tightness.
Derek, I need
need to give birth
Laura murmured weakly one day, though she didnt imagine her words were very encouraging. She was mostly out of it, her body soaked in sweat. My
my appointment
Derek scolded her gently. Murmured that there was still time. He stroked Lauras cheek lovingly, and her eyes dropped.
As time passed, things only became tighter, until Lauras terrible strain seemed to rise all the way up to her vocal chords. In another few days, her feeble complaints turned to grunts, cries, and groans.
I c-cant Laura managed. She could not recollect how pregnant she was, how many days Derek had been present, or even how long she had been confined to her bed. She had just gasped awake one day to a stretching, squeezing discomfort. Ugghhh
D-Derek
Laura whimpered at her flushed, throbbing mound. It was red, rising, bursting. D-Derek, I n-need to g-go to the h-hopsital
Laura cried, struggling to contain them for just a bit longer. Oh god, oh god
The mound descended into powerful throbs, veins rising to the surface. Mmffggg
guhhhhh
g-god, Derek, ohhh god, its too late!
There were tears on her face. Derek stood by staring. Not moving, not acting.
Laura passed out.
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When Laura came to, she was still sprawled in her bed, the massive spandex gown she was dressed in only covering the top half of her bulging mound. The rest protruded freely, a flushed, quivering mass overflowing her thighs. Laura struggled feebly, but she felt like a turtle that had fallen onto its shell.
She grimaced in pain and fidgeted against her sweat-drenched body. Her hips were aching badly, her groin burning, and startling, she could feel that a baby had started to crown. Laura looked around, but there was no sign of Derek. Instead she was left alone, and she proceeded to struggle half the day to shift herself into position.
Now the mattress was soaked in her sweat, her skin stinging where it was stretched against her mound beyond reason. Painfully enough, she was partially perched against it now, finally propped on her knees.
Laura weakly pawed as her hip and drew her stretched gown up over her ass. Her back was throbbing, the pain incrementally worsening as she bore down. She continued to be assaulted by waves of dizziness, going in and out of consciousness as she tried to force her baby out.
Aggghhhhh! Laura screamed as the head finally popped free with a gush of fluid. It was only then, in her dizziness, that Laura noticed that Derek had reappeared. The man was leaning on the doorframe, silently watching, his arms crossed.
Mmfff, ghhuuu
Laura moaned. The remainder of the fat baby protruding from her felt softer than the skull. Despite it, she strained for a while. She took shuddering breaths whenever she remembered to, but most of her other time was spent hyperventilating. And disturbingly enough, she continued to periodically pass out. To her relief, Derek finally stepped forward, supporting Lauras shoulders so her weight didnt completely collapse against her mound.
It was possibly this support was what motivated Laura to finally get through with it. With a pained snarl, she pushed as hard as she could. She forced the baby completely free in another gush of fluid. Then Laura dissolved into sobs, her face covered in tears and mucus.
She allowed Derek to place her first newborn into her arms. It was a girl. Oh god. Though her belly felt somewhat less compacted, Laura had no idea how she could possibly labor the others. She felt a second baby shift into her birth canal, and her eyelids fluttered. Laura felt Derek supporting their daughter just before everything went black.
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Laura awoke a few days later in the hospital. Apparently, Derek had not been able to wake her up.
Laura found herself wrapped in bandages, several stitches about her waist. She was also surrounded by cribs, within which laid not fivebut six plump newborns.
Lauras motherly happiness was overshadowed by weariness and pain. Derek sat beside Lauras hospital bed, wearing an indifferent expression. Occasionally, he lifted a baby and brought it to the bed to help Laura nurse.
Despite the surgery, Laura could tell that her abdomen was still quite plump with fat from all the overeating. In fact, she still looked as though she was seven months pregnant.
She felt shaky, and uneasy, and when she was healed enough, Derek was allowed to join her in the bed. They cuddled together as Derek stroked her back, and told Laura how proud he was of her.
The day of Lauras release, a police officer came by for an interview.
Everything was consensual, Laura asserted, despite the officers concerned expression. Were together now. This was planned. I w-wanted to have more of his babies.
Derek smirked as the officer became resigned, and left. Derek stroked Lauras hair and wheeled her off.
The End
Comments
Ridzwan Tenno
This girl so dumb but ok , hope can have drawn of here with darek
Phat94
It's very interesting seeing Laura just totally submit and convince herself this time is different to the last. All the justifications she makes for being imprisoned. Well, I'm just glad that she is happy!!!
