Hey, here's a few chapters of a story I've been commissioned to write by someone over on DA, as per the client's wishes the story's currently on pause, but it'll be continued once her gives me the go-ahead.

Just Swell

Sue fell into the poor excuse of a chair at the nurses’ station with an audible “oomph” and sighed, letting her head roll back and brushing her straight, shoulder-length auburn hair back with her hands.
 
“You okay over there, kid?”, Sue’s colleague, Jean, asked with friendly concern.

“You’d think working on a maternity ward we’d have more comfortable seating available”, Sue groaned as she shifted in her seat in an effort to get more comfortable.

“Pfft, tell me about it, but if management gave us comfier seats we’d spend most of our shifts on our butts”, Jean laughed.

“So they want us uncomfortable, huh? Even the pregnant staff?”

“Exactly, Sue, you’re staff, it’s on the other side of the desk where your pampered, pregnant butt’s allowed to be comfortable”, Jean chortled as she guided Sue’s attention to the various female patients laboriously waddling through the corridor in gowns and sweats as fellow medical staff either helped them along, pushed them in chairs, or powerwalked to their next patient. “But don’t worry, you’ll be over there yourself in a few months”, Jean added with a wink. “You already starting to feel it?”

With a light groan Sue replied, “I’m fine, just… wiped today, I guess, I feel so sluggish”, she said as one hand stroked the bulge of her rounded middle through her aquamarine nurse’s scrubs and considered the irony of her words as she watched one particularly advanced patient practically roll by.

“Yep, that’s the first trimester for you. How many weeks now?”, Jean queried, gazing at Sue from over the tops of her glasses.

Sue appreciatively patted her middle and smiled, “11 weeks as of yesterday.”

“Things’ll start getting better soon, but I remember with both of mine I couldn’t keep anything down and I had no energy, count yourself lucky you’re not rushing to the bathroom all the time, Sue. And it looks like you’re finally starting to show, huh? That popped up out of nowhere, I barely noticed, quite the swell for only 11 weeks too”, Jean chuckled to herself, “but that’s nurses for you, we barely have time to stop for pee breaks”, she finished with a roll of her eyes.

“Well I’ll be clocking-off in a few hours to go to my appointment.” Sue peered down at the aforementioned swell of her middle, out of nowhere indeed, Sue was sure she wasn’t showing nearly as much before her lunch break. Sweeping a stray lock of her long red hair out of her eyes she nibbled her lower lip thinking about how she’d practically stuffed herself in the hospital cafeteria. Unable to ignore her gnawing appetite lately she had eaten until she had to undo the drawstring of her scrubs bottoms, much to her very slight embarrassment, a detail she chose to omit from Jean. It was little wonder she was feeling so “sluggish” now given the amount she had crammed into herself. Running a hand down her side Sue was surprised by how tight her top was drawn over her middle, no wonder Jean mentioned it. She felt her heart hammer in her ample chest at the realisation of how much she was actually starting to fill out her scrubs, Jean’s quip about not rushing to the bathroom all the time rung in her head as Sue subtly nipped her softening waist through her shirts. I think most girls would rather be rushing to the bathroom than packing on twelve pounds before the end of their first trimester, she internally chided herself before sinking her fingertips even deeper and feeling her embarrassment replaced with something quite different. Squeezing her soft thighs together Sue had to stifle the slightest of moans as she felt a buzz shoot up her spine she hadn’t expected nor knew how to explain. Turning her head her eyes locked with those of Jean, who had clearly chosen the worst possible moment to turn back to Sue, her greying hair framing her late fifties visage, she said nothing at first.

“Yeah, you’ve got that side of pregnancy to deal with from now on too, honey, and it’s only going to get stronger, trust me, I’ve seen Claire going through a few hot flashes these past few months too. It’s nothing new to me”, Jean conveyed in a lowered voice and indicating towards their colleague, Claire, some 15 metres down the hall and marching along with a slight swing of her widened, latin hips. With Claire’s two-month-plus head-start on her pregnancy, Sue swallowed hard at the realisation of the already closing gap between their sizes. “The poor girl’s been fretting over her size for weeks now since she started showing.”

Sue spied Claire stop to lean against the corridor wall and take a deep breath. As if her ears were burning from hearing Sue and Jean privately talk about her, Claire looked down and smoothed out her scrubs making her bump appear even larger than before. At 5 months there was no mistaking her expectant circumstances as she arched her back. Seeing Claire’s growingly maternal figure become even more apparent Sue felt that slight buzz up her spine anew as she unconsciously licked her lips and rubbed her belly. Some distant part of herself almost hungered for the maternal glow Claire’s South American complexion gave off, Sue felt like a moth hovering and bobbing in the air and Claire’s budding figure was the enticing flame, a part of her couldn’t wait to touch it and feel what it was like.

With a groan of fatigue Jean rose from her chair, snapping Sue out of her reverie, “Well, back to it, kiddo, but don’t push yourself too hard, the rest of us have you and Claire covered”, she said with a smile and a friendly pat on Sue’s shoulder before walking off down the hall, clipboard in hand.

As Sue stood up from her chair to get to work she was a little surprised - if not puzzled - by how her posture had shifted due to her rounded middle, if she was already showing so much and experiencing these changes at only 11 weeks how long would it be before she found herself in Claire’s shoes, or better yet maternity scrubs. Not long, she suspected.
 
A few hours later Sue was sliding her pants up her shapely thighs at the end of her exam, her heart was racing and her hands were slightly shaking at the news she had just received, “Twins”, she muttered to herself as she strained to bend over to tie her laces. I’m in so much trouble, she thought to herself, single, knocked up - and with twins to boot - on a nurse’s salary? She gritted her teeth as she went over it in her head, at least it made sense why Sue was showing so much so early, or at least most of why, during her exam her doctor hadn’t hesitated to bring up the 12 additional pounds she’d put on in the past 11 weeks, putting her at an increasingly plump 147 lbs, sure to be 148 once today’s meals kicked in. Upon hearing her weight her mind immediately whispered only 3 away from 150, Sue couldn’t discern if she was more curious or concerned by this thought. She had never been a rake, puberty and hormones had hit Sue hard when she was younger, quite a late bloomer she had filled out considerably in her later teen years, landing her with a very ample DD chest, wide hips, and a little more pudge on her middle and ass she could never quite shift. Standing at only 5,2 feet she was quite a soft looking hourglass, a figure that had earned her many an appreciative - if not enticed - stare since her development, and it was all starting to grow in new and surprisingly exciting ways, that hourglass figure that had earned her so much attention would drastically change soon enough, Sue was sure. Before exiting the doctor’s office she took one last glance back at the scales and once again felt that increasingly familiar buzz up her spine as she wondered what it’d show at her next visit.

The next day found Sue and Claire sharing the same schedule, and therefore the same breaks, both growingly expectant women took the moment to relax and catch up in the breakroom, sharing details of their individual pregnancies and woes in a rare private moment.

“I’m so tired of everyone staring at me these days, heck, it’s barely even me anymore, it’s my damn belly and tits, fucking maternity scrubs do nothing to hide this”, Claire groaned as she smoothed out her sky blue scrubs and huffed.

“Tell me about it, I’m not even into maternity scrubs yet and it feels like everybody’s eyes are on me”, Sue chimed in.

“Oh fuck you, Sue”, Claire shot back with an entertained smile, her luscious lips gently curling back to reveal her pearly whites. “You’re barely showing at all, how far along are you?”

“11 weeks”, Sue replied with a slightly meek tone.

“Exactly, come see me in another two months when you’re my size then I’ll consider listening to you bellyache”, Claire laughed.

Sue looked down at her middle awkwardly, “How about you give me a month?”

“Why, you planning on getting fat on me or something?”, Claire asked with an eyebrow inquisitively raised.

Sue’s mind raced with potential replies as she considered the scale’s readout the previous day, “Not really, but we’ve both seen how twins can make a girl grow”, she said with a proud smile before getting to her feet and smoothing out her own scrubs as if for Claire’s inspection. Claire’s eyes bugged slightly as the bulge of Sue’s bump showed through her scrubs before she lifted both her scrubs and the white t-shirt underneath revealing her bare, pale skin. “See, I’m catching up”, Sue said with a jokingly self-satisfied tone.

“Oh wow, you’ve done well to hide that, I hadn’t even noticed”, Claire said as she rubbed her own middle.

“Yup, getting harder to hide by the day”, Sue replied with a roll of her eyes.

“That was me only three or four weeks ago, but you’re ten weeks behind me”, Claire said with a slightly surprised tone, unable to take her eyes off Sue’s belly, “You’ll be lucky if you’re not bigger than I am now in a month from the looks of things”, Claire pointed out as she discreetly eyed a developing love-handle bulging past Sue’s evidently tightening scrubs bottoms, maybe even sooner with a little helping hand, Claire mused internally as a plan came together to shift everyone’s focus from herself onto her buxom, red-headed colleague.

Planting her hands on her lower back Sue grinned and gently pushed her belly out even further, “Quit that, you’re freaking me out blowing up in front of me like that!”, Claire howled through a sudden outburst of laughter as her head rolled back smiling and holding her own middle.

Sue laughed along with her swollen colleague, “Kinda freaking myself out too, guess this is what I’ll look like in a few weeks, huh?”

“Like I said before, if you’re lucky”, Claire chuckled as she gently pressed her fingertips to Sue’s bulging midriff. “Make the most of seeing your feet while you can, soon all you’ll be able to see when you look down is boobs and belly”, she added as she tentatively pressed her whole hand whilst to Sue’s bare skin and rubbed for slightly longer than was perhaps necessary, Sue discreetly bit her lower lip at the sensation while Claire’s gaze was fixed on her middle, neither girl said a word, both stuck in their own little world.

“I guess there’re worse things to see”, Sue broke the long silence with a blush before playfully hefting her slightly larger breasts in her hands, “Nothing new about seeing these when I look down, that’s for sure”, she said with a little chortle as she pulled her shirts back down and retook her seat.

Claire reached into her duffel bag, pulled out a card box, opened it and presented it to Sue, “Here, I think you need the calories more than I do at this point”, she said motioning to the four large, moist looking brownies in the box, each leaving a dark greasy stain on the box’s brown interior. Sue thanked her as she reached for one of the brownies before Claire placed the box on the table in front of Sue and took one for herself, “Have ‘em, treat yourself, I’ve gotta get back out there”, she said with a wink as she bit into her own brownie. Might as well starting helping her along right away Claire thought with a smile as she headed out the door, the sight of a smiling Sue taking a large, guiltless bite of the first fatty treat confirmed just how easy Claire suspected it would be to make Sue eat and grow, I think a month was definitely low-balling it, I give it a few weeks.

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Part 2

Sue stifled a mild burp, and raised her hands in the air in front of her plump belly, “Help me up”, she said in a lowered voiced, un-eager to draw attention to herself. The look on Claire’s face as she looked her even-more-swollen colleague up and down said all she needed to say. Her eyes widened as they were immediately drawn to the growing patch of exposed, pale skin between Sue’s white undershirt and the waistband of her tightening scrubs bottoms before rolling her eyes and looking at Sue’s mock-helpless pout. “Please?”, Sue quietly pleaded.

“Alright, fine”, Claire relented as she grasped Sue’s hands ready to pull her to her feet and heaved.

“It’s your fault anyway”, Sue said quietly as she rose and smoothed out her scrubs, unaware of how her newly expanded belly still prevented her shirt and pants from meeting.

Claire felt a jolt of panic at Sue’s words, “How’d you figure that?”, she asked attempting to hide the slight shake in her voice, knowing full well that Sue’s accusation was a little more on the money than she dared admit.

“You know full well”, Sue playfully glared at her Latin friend as she placed a hand to her lower back and stretched, “You know I can’t resist Chinese food these days, I can’t seem to get enough”, she said looking down and patting her distended middle, which had been liberally packed with an assortment of deep-fried, battered meats, rice, and noodles. The dull thumps resulting from her playful pats and the new weight pulling on Sue’s back only served to hammer home the extent of her greed while still unable to see how her middle was slightly on display, much to Claire’s silent pleasure. “Plus, all-you-can-eat on any restaurant is just asking for trouble from girls like us”, she giggled as they turned to head for the door.

“It doesn’t help that this place is right next to the damn hospital either”, Claire added quietly as she felt her appetite’s effects on her own middle, “We’re bitching now, but we both know we’ll be back either tomorrow or the day after, probably a little bigger too, and we’ll moan about it all over again”, she said playfully patting her bump. Claire smiled uncontrollably to herself as she noticed how Sue’s waddle and gait now matched her own despite the two-and-a-half month difference between them, and if her eyes weren’t deceiving her, Sue was actually looking slightly larger than her too. I guess this place has worked a little too well on Sue, I think she’s already overtaking me, she thought to herself.

Slowing her pace Claire allowed herself to subtly examine Sue’s rear, which – like the rest of her – had filled out over the previous month, her hips had clearly spread, but there definitely appeared to be more meat filling out the seat of her bottoms. The material seemed more strained over Sue’s growing rump than it was over her bump, and it was clear how the waistband at the back was beginning to pinch into a growingly layer of backfat and love-handles. As Claire struggled to kneel down to tie an unfastened shoelace she was surprised to feel how far her own bottoms and panties slid up between her butt cheeks, she worried that too deep a breath after her large lunch would pop a seam after the drawstring had been rendered useless weeks ago. Fuck, I think I’m fattening myself up too, I’m supposed to be making Sue bigger, but I guess I was bound to pick up a few pounds eating with her so much. Just gotta make sure she gets bigger. Rising to her feet she caught up with Sue with a gentle puff of exertion.

“I wonder if there’re still any donuts left in the breakroom”, Sue pondered out loud, attracting a surprised look from Claire.

Claire felt as if her jaw had just fallen by a foot, “Girl, how can you still be thinking about food after how you just ate?” The thought of their Chinese feast all over again made her feel as if another few pounds had just been dropped into her stuffed bump.

Sue turned strawberry red with embarrassment, “I’m not, I’m just… I don’t know, it’s like I’m always thinking about what I’ll eat later on, I can’t help it”, she bashfully confessed unaware of the sneaky smile now adorning Claire’s face.

Rounding the corner the two nurses quietly crossed the hospital’s ambulance parking bay, both clearly contemplating Sue’s increasing size in rather different ways, only for the silence to be broken and their attention grabbed by a slight crash and a rather loud and manly “Fuck”.

“Sounds like Hudson’s started his shift”, Claire said in a knowing voice as she and Sue walked around the back of a parked ambulance to locate the source of the cursing.
“Hudson?”, Sue asked.

“Oh, he’s one of the ambulance crew who also helps with fitting baby car seats, I’ve asked him for advice a few times for obvious reasons”, Claire says motioning to her impending motherhood. “He’s really nice, single too I think”, she adds quietly with a wink and a gentle elbow-nudge to Sue’s side.

As the two mothers-to-be reached the back of the ambulance Hudson was busy crouched on the floor picking up various items that had unexpectedly fallen from his duffel and muttering under his breath about a “cheap piece of crap of a bag” that had evidently split open judging by the large gaping hole in its side.

“Quite the mess there, Hudson”, Claire playfully teased to the back of his head, but at the sound of Claire’s voice one could practically see Hudson’s ears prick up.

Composing himself and quickly getting to his feet to greet Claire and Sue, Hudson turned but remained totally silent as he locked eyes on the two women. An awkward shift and jaw-drop gave away just how surprised he was to be faced with not just one increasingly pregnant beauty, but two. “Sue?”, Hudson sputtered mildly surprised.

“You two know each other?”

Sue blushed as her feet began to fidget nervously, “Hudson and me, we kinda used to date in senior year at high school”, she admitted with a smile while her hands pressed to her flanks, slightly surprised at how soft she was becoming under her fingertips.

“Yeah, but things got hectic at home around graduation, family and stuff, I wasn’t in the right place for a relationship”, Hudson said with a slight dip in his cheery tone, “So we broke up.”

“But it wasn’t a bad break”, Sue interjected, almost defensive of Hudson to Claire, “We stayed in touch for a while”, she said with a smile, clearly happy at the sight and prospect of said touch being re-established.

“So how’ve you been?”, Hudson asked discreetly looking Sue up and down while his left hand slinked to his left pants pocket to obscure a stirring erection, clearly enjoying what he was seeing, especially the sliver of naked skin between Sue’s waistband and shirt.

An overly amused gasp of a laugh burst from Sue as her arms framed her bulging middle and turned sideways, “Well…”.

Claire smiled too as she rubbed Sue’s belly for extra emphasis on Sue’s one-word response, “Just in case you hadn’t noticed, Hud”.

Hudson gave an entertained yet embarrassed snicker at the sight in front of him and how dumb his question must have sounded. “Now that you mention it, Claire, I’m seeing it now, yeah, you changed your hair, right Sue?”, he quipped, enjoying how Claire had no idea that she was unwittingly fanning the growing flames of his arousal. “You must be so excited, I’m really happy for you”, he added eyeing up both Sue and Claire’s expanding frames. “Nervous?”

Sue swatted Claire’s hand from her bump. “Maybe a little, I feel like I’m getting so big”.

“You look great, really natural, it suits you”, Hudson said slightly nervous of how his complimenting might come off in case his words should betray his excitement. “You’ll have to let Claire know what’s in store for her after, huh?”, he said with a chortle.

An awkward silence hung in the air as no one responded, both Sue and Claire slightly perplexed before Claire burst into laughter, doubling over as best her bloated belly would allow and placing an arm around Sue’s shoulders. “You must be gettin’ big, he thinks you’re gonna give birth before me”, Claire wheezed between belly laughs, causing both Sue’s and Hudson’s eyes to widen in shock respectively. “I guess we did get a little carried away at lunch, huh?”, Claire said through laughs.

“What? Oh no! Claire’s – I mean, she’s- Am I really -”, Sue couldn’t get the words out, she was so taken aback by Hudson’s faut-pas.

“I mean – err, what I meant was- umm… oh god”, Hudson struggled equally as much, eager to explain away his mistake and put out the fire, but his foot was very clearly imbedded in his mouth and there was no getting it out. A cold sweat trickled down from his scalp while what felt like a raging forest fire rose from the base of his neck, his arousal and erection shrinking in the light of his humiliation. Rubbing his brow Hudson felt a nervous smile and chuckle began bubbling up inside him as he saw Sue’s round cheeks rise as she smiled and laughed along with him.

Claire finally stopped laughing, straightened up, stretched her back and caught her breath, “I haven’t laughed like that in a while, thanks Hudson, I needed that”, she said with a final giggle. “I’m gonna leave this one with you”, she said with a grin as she slapped Sue’s fleshier behind, eliciting a slight yelp from the redhead, and walked off, leaving Sue and Hudson to their long-overdue catch up.

With a pout Sue rubbed her left butt cheek, still stinging slightly from Claire’s surprise slap, “That bitch”, she said with a pout. The few moments Sue took to nurse her rump gave Hudson an even better view of Sue’s developing figure, having turned to rub her buttock her tight shirt lifted even higher, only increasing the divide between it and her bottoms, the elastic of which ever so slightly slid down her front, the tightening waistband rising and falling over her softened and slowly fading waist and stuffed belly. Hudson felt his pants tighten once again at the sight, and the thought of Sue and Claire’s lunch and the obvious effect it was having on them.

Hudson finally broke the silence between them after Sue turned back to face him, “So… Claire’s further along than you… Dare I ask?”, he broached the subject whilst rubbing the back of his neck.

Sue’s feet began to fidget anew, “Claire’s actually ten weeks ahead of me.”

Hudson felt his erection surge again at Sue’s revelation, causing him to adjust his stance and return his hand to his pocket, “But… How, I mean, is it twins?”, as the words left his mouth he realised how rude his question must have sounded, but the words were out now, internally he prayed Sue wouldn’t bite his head off or storm off, although he wouldn’t have minded a view of her swelling body attempting to reach such a pace.

Sue looked down at her bump and readjusted her shirt, realising how much more of her belly was now on show after having calmed the stinging on her ass cheek, “Yeah, it’s twins, but I’m not even at four months yet… Am I really that big? Am I really bigger than Claire already?”, she asked, unsure if she was asking Hudson or herself. “I knew it’d happen eventually, but not this early.”

Hudson could only stare, slightly befuddled by what he was hearing, if Sue wasn’t even four months at this point, expecting twins, and already outgrowing Claire who was two-and-a-half months ahead of her, how big would she get? Or even… How big could he make her get? His left hand twitched in his pocket as he felt his prick engorge even more. His mouth was dry, “Like – Like I said, you look great, fantastic even. You shouldn’t worry about it”, he tried his best to reassure her, hoping his words didn’t sound hollow.

“You think so?”

“Definitely”, he insisted, “The dad’s a very lucky guy”, Hudson added with a dorky yet charming wink as he felt his momentary fantasy wither as real-life pressed in.

“Oh, um… There’s no dad… I mean, there obviously is”, Sue sputtered to correct herself, “But I mean, he’s not in the picture, never really was actually, so I’m a free agent”, she said with a bashful tone as she looked down again with a thankful smile on her face, “At least for the time being I suppose.” She tugged on the hem of her scrubs shirt again, totally unaware  of how it no longer covered her entirely, and clearly no one intended on filling her in on such a fact.

Also feeling real-life closing in Sue took a deep breath, sighed, and patted her swollen bump, “Well I guess I’d better go join Claire, still got a few hours left at the gulag, you know, maybe even work off a little of my lunch”, she said with a smile and a roll of her eyes. “It was great seeing you again, it’s been too long”, she added with a twinkle in her eye.

“Definitely too long, I agree”, Hudson replied with a cheery smile as he looked Sue up and down again, much less discreetly this time, his eyes hovering perhaps a moment too long on her distended belly and large, bulging breasts.

Feeling Hudson’s eyes on her she played the game, shooting back “You’re looking pretty fantastic yourself, you know”, and finished by mirroring Hudson’s dorky-yet-charming wink, before giving a small wave and turning to leave.  “See you around, mister ambulance man!”

As Sue began to slowly saunter away Hudson felt his cheeks flush and his heart race seeing Sue’s plump butt-cheeks roll as they stressed the material of her bottoms, the lining of her underwear clearly being pressed through the green fabric. He clenched his fists, bit the bullet, and blurted out, “I want your number!” His eyes once again went wide, surprised by his own boldness of not just asking a girl for her number like he did, but asking an ex who was pregnant for her number too.

Sue turned back to face Hudson with red cheeks and a smile, unable to hide her glee of hearing his words, then reined it in slightly and took out her phone. “How about I take yours? That way the ball’s in my court, I don’t know what kind of weirdo you might’ve become since we were together”, she said in a mock-serious tone.

With his confidence bolstered by Sue’s positive reply he flashed her his best charming smile and raised an eyebrow, “Maybe the right kind of weirdo?”, he said as he stepped closer to her, so close he could now smell the floral shampoo scent of her hair.

“I guess we’ll have to find out, won’t we?” Sue replied rubbing her middle, her heart hammering in her chest as she unlocked the phone she had taken from her breast pocket.

“How about dinner?”

“Careful there, mister, I’m eating for three now, so momma’s got quite the appetite these days”, Sue said with a fun, matter-of-factly tone as she thought back to her many lunch feasts with Claire. All of a sudden her shirt and even her skin felt all the tighter under the pressure and curve of her stuffed belly, yet she felt oddly comfortable, as if she could talk to Hudson about such things, he certainly seemed respondent to her pregnant figure despite the extra pudge she’s clearly gained since the beginning of her pregnancy.

Hudson gazed down at Sue’s belly, her words almost making it seem all the bigger, if she was eating for three, he’d make damn sure she ate for three, maybe even four just to be safe, he couldn’t have her withering away, she was carrying twins after all. “I’ll have to hold you to that, I’d hate to be a disappointment on our first date”, he added with a light poke to her mostly scrubs-encompassed bump. Normally he’d never have dreamed of touching a pregnant woman’s belly without expressed permission, yet it seemed almost as if Sue was inviting him to so as they neared each other even more, the tip of Sue’s belly mere inches from his own.

“Our first date was a long time ago, Hudson, but it’s true that you wouldn’t want to disappoint me. How about a little advice to give you an edge?”, Sue paused before leaning in closer to a totally encapsulated and intrigued Hudson, now her belly was lightly pressing against his abdomen, “These days I’m happiest when I have a full belly”, she said with a hushed voice and a coy smile.

Trying his best to maintain his composure Hudson felt the fabric of his boxers moisten slightly at the tip of his erection, he’d never heard a woman speak like this in real life, he could have sworn that it was all a dream. “I’ll –“, he started then cleared his throat, “I’ll keep that in mind”, he said with a nervous smile as he averted his gaze, feeling suddenly very shy. Taking Sue’s phone in hand he dialled his own number, “Can’t wait for your call”, he said with a slightly shaking hand as he handed it back, nervous he might drop and break it.

Sue slipped the phone back into her pocket and took a step backwards and brushed some of her red locks from her face, “Oh trust me, you won’t have to wait long, a girl’s gotta eat after all”, she teased before turning and walking away and through the hospital entrance.

Once Sue was out of sight Hudson fell back against his parked ambulance, his knees wobbled and his hands continued to shake. He’d held people’s lives in his hands countless times, been in extremely dangerous situations before, yet none of that had made him shake half as much as his exchange with Sue just now. Picking up a bottle of water from his split bag he drained it and gasped for air, wiped his brow and realised just how much Sue had made him sweat. Picking up the remainder of his belongings from off the floor he placed them on the gurney in the back of his ambulance before climbing in after them, he removed his navy blue jacket followed by his white polo shirt and took a fresh, clean one from his bag and put it on. The cool cotton against his hot skin felt as good as any cold compress, he took a deep breath, retrieved another bottle of water from his bag and drained it. Who would have guessed that a short, simple chat with a petite… OK, a now-not-so-petite redhead could throw him so off-balance?

Part 3

“Shoot”, Sue hissed in frustration as she fiddled and fumbled with the dress zipper, “Come on, fit dammit, fit!” She could feel her anger seething under the surface as one hand delicately tugged at the zipper’s slider and the other attempted to nip the two lines of teeth closer together with her thumb, index and middle fingers, all the while her two remaining fingers futilely attempted to flatten out the bulge of pale adipose and breast-flesh that obstructed the infernal zipper’s path. Her hands were clammy and her fingertips were beginning to sting from nipping and pulling at the small, metal components. She was determined to get into the dress without breaking the zipper or the material one way or another, an achievement that seemed to have grown more and more distant by the inch. Sue had been trying to squeeze herself into the French-violet coloured dress for the better part of twenty minutes, it had been a slow, uphill battle given how Sue now had such hills to fit into the dress as she entered the fifth month of her pregnancy, and of course after one month of dating Hudson to boot.
 
Exhaling for the first time in what felt like all evening Sue felt her middle expand outwards, and not just in front of her either, it seemed to swell to the sides now too, upon widening out her belly took on a much more spherical shape than the standard ovoid, which she had witnessed as normal with twin pregnancies. She was obviously carrying more padding on her middle than the average mother-to-be, especially for one only just entering her fifth month. “Four more months to go”, Sue muttered to herself as her eyes scanned the curve of her bump, noting how her toes were barely visible anymore. As her belly resumed its more natural shape - save for how the dress’ material tightly gripped her – she heard the zipper’s slider descend a few notches, heralding Sue’s loss of ground and progress, defeat felt imminent. Clapping her hands to the sides of her bump she gave a dissatisfied “humpf” as she surveyed the damage, “Damn, I’m really filling out, aren’t I?” Looking in the full-length mirror Sue turned around analysing her reflection and swelling figure, something she had taken to doing on a regular basis, sometimes several times a day, she felt fascinated by how her body had changed and continued to do so. It felt like every day she was a smidge bigger, in fact that was likely the case, of course she was growing with her advancing twin-pregnancy, but there was no way one could attribute her current size to her pregnancy alone, no, Sue couldn’t deny it any longer, she was growing quite plump, and she seemed to be enjoying the process too. “Damn cravings”, she whispered at her reflection as she rubbed her middle before momentarily pondering her words, knowing full well that “cravings” were hardly to blame for her current size and predicament. The expression “eating for two” came to mind, something she had heard often over the years working at the hospital and seemed to have heard much more often in hushed voices in recent months, but looking at her reflection now Sue came to the realisation that she had possibly been “eating for three” instead. A nervous smile appeared on her face thinking that a t-shirt sporting said phrase wouldn’t look out of place stretched over her belly, because she had certainly done just that -and maybe more- this past month.
 
As she twirled in front of her mirror she saw the dreaded zipper she had no hopes of closing and remembered how only a month prior she had been able to pull the slider from bottom to top without any semblance of her current troubles, yes the dress had been snug, but compared to now it had fit like a glove. Preparing for her first proper date with Hudson a month earlier Sue recalled the fit of the dress, a stylish and playful deep purple number, a combination of cotton over the middle and straps up over the shoulders, with sheer black lace panelling across the top of the bust, allowing an alluring yet not inappropriate view of her growing cleavage. When the zipper had ascended from her lower left hip to just under her armpit the fit was like that of a snug hug, form-fitting, it held her tightly on all sides and even provided some level of shaping to her budding figure, holding in bumps and bulges that were readily visible in other clothing. The zipper and its track were neatly hidden under a long-yet-discreet panel that ran the zipper’s length.
 
Raising her left arm Sue glared at the once-hidden zipper and the few inches of pale skin that separated the teeth, this evening the dress had been a tight squeeze on her butt and hips, even more so as it slid up and over her prodigious middle inch-by-inch, it felt like a second skin. At one point a sudden twist had even sparked the sound of tiny threads snapping, causing Sue’s breath to hitch in her throat and hold it in, then believing it to have been her imagination she had exhaled continued to pull the dress ever higher. After valiantly cramming her tender E-cup-sized breasts into the dress she had proceeded with the difficult job of zipping up, bringing with it the realisation of just how much Sue had grown since her first date with Hudson a month ago, which evidently was more than she expected.
 
As if solving some complex equation in her mind Sue thought through the month’s events and what could have contributed to such a growth spurt, another glance at the mirror told her the growth spurt was more than likely on her part than that of the twins she was carrying, especially evidenced by the slightly softer looking upper arms, her rounder face, and especially her portly middle. Her usual lunches with Claire had clearly done nothing to slow down her swelling - Claire’s neither for that matter - and if she wasn’t eating with Claire she would be eating with Hudson. Given their busy schedules lunch dates were convenient, but it seemed that as the month had progressed their “lunch dates” were no longer restricted to lunch hours. “Snack dates” had clearly become a regular feature in their weekly planning, but the major difference was that at mealtime dates both Sue and Hudson would eat, however when they met at other times evidently one person was doing considerably more eating than the other. With all that coupled with her and Hudson’s weekly visits to Sue’s new favourite eatery - tonight being their fourth outing this month - the rate at which she was growing was less than surprising
 
Casting her mind back to that wonderful date Sue couldn’t deny noticing Hudson’s reaction to their waitress’ approach. Hudson had elected to take Sue to a cosy-yet-fancy looking Italian restaurant Sue had heard about on many an occasion from friends, colleagues and patients alike. It was known for its delicious Italian food and friendly family-run atmosphere that had an odd way of infecting the customers, as a result no one ever left Bella Mamma’s hungry, a fact that Sue could personally attest to after three visits this month alone, and clearly Hudson was happy to indulge her. Their waitress, Gina, had been a striking, busty southern Italian beauty Sue recognised from Gina’s numerous hospital visits. Incredibly funny and warm she had often boasted about her husband’s cooking at the restaurant and had on several occasions encouraged Sue to drop by with the promise of a healthy discount to her bill. While Sue had been tempted by the invitations she had never gone, feeling that a single, pregnant woman eating alone in a popular restaurant would do nothing for her self-esteem.
 
Gina - only a little over a month and a half from her own delivery date - had practically rolled up to their corner booth with a delighted smile at seeing Sue finally visit the restaurant, and on a date no less. As Gina approached, Sue would have had to be blind to not notice Hudson’s stare immediately gravitate to Gina’s massive middle, her popped bellybutton peeking out between her tight red apron and a clearly outgrown, white button-up shirt. Truth be told Sue couldn’t help but stare either, the shirt looked painted on it was so tight, defining a bulging waist and heavily engorged breasts Sue guessed to be H cups - if not larger - and the material covering her middle looked ready to split it was so tight, yet Gina wore it with pride and confidence. Sue couldn’t help but feel a tingle of arousal at Gina’s display, dropping a hand to her own belly a small part of her yearned to one day be as big as Gina, and to able to turn heads and attract such stares as her own and Hudson’s. Gina’s well-fed maternal form was igniting an appetite for more than just hearty Italian food in both Sue and Hudson.
 
Noticing both Sue’s and Hudson’s reactions to her appearance Gina took it in her stride making no secret of her husband’s love of her larger figure since the beginning of her pregnancy, “He says I’m great advertising for his cooking, he’s not wrong either, I’ve gotten huge and I love it”, she laughed whilst chatting with Sue and Hudson. “My husband joked about wanting to put up a before-and-after photo of me in here somewhere, but I threatened to sit on him if he did”, she joked, “me waddling around the place  with my belly out is enough”, Gina chuckled genuinely happy to see Sue outside of the hospital.
 
Once left alone to peruse the menu Sue and Hudson caught up even more, but Sue couldn’t ignore how her date had discreetly fidgeted upon Gina’s arrival and how she had caressed her bulging belly affectionately, confirming her suspicions about Hudson’s likely attraction to the maternal form. Sue explained the embarrassing and careless story behind how she had fallen pregnant, relieved that Hudson appeared totally unphased by it all, “I know most guys would bolt so fast they’d leave vapour trails after hearing their date was pregnant after a one-night-stand”, she expressed with a timid tone before Hudson gripped her hand, lacing his fingers with hers.
 
“Well I’m not like most guys”, he’d replied with a smile, putting Sue’s worries to bed as he scooted even closer to her, rubbing the outside of his left thigh against the outside of her right. Upon confidently making contact and not being shot down Hudson felt his erection twitch, thankfully hidden by the tablecloth, but he was clearly excited by the most physical contact he and Sue had shared since she’d pressed her pregnant bump to his middle whilst giving her his number two days prior.
 
Without saying a word Sue lowered Hudson’s hand and pressed it to the top of her bulging bump and rubbed it back and forth. Both remained silent, enjoying the intimacy, until Sue whispered, “Is this what you pictured when you asked for my number the other day?”
 
Hudson pressed his palm against Sue’s middle and felt his voice catch in his throat, “I – I didn’t know what to expect, I didn’t think this far ahead.”
 
“Well how far do you want this to go?”, Sue asked in a lowered voice, enjoying their intimacy.
 
Hudson felt Sue’s auburn hair tickle his lips as her pressed them closer to her, “All the way”, he said with a nervous smile, his other hand clammy and shaking slightly.
 
Feeling one of Hudson’s hands snake gently around her back Sue moaned as he pulled her closer and pressed her to his side. “You sure about that? Think you’ll still be able to handle me in a few months, huh?”, she jokingly threw down the gauntlet. “I hope you like bigger girls because I’m getting pretty big already, and I’m only just four months”, she said with a slight shuffle of her butt on the booth’s banquette and bumping Hudson’s lower half.
 
Pressing his fingertips into Sue’s waist Hudson felt his erection practically pulse at her words, “I guess I wouldn’t mind you a little bigger”, he playfully whispered feeling his heart almost hammer through his shirt.
 
“I guess we’ll find out then, won’t we”, Sue said with a mischievous smile before her hand pressed to Hudson’s on her middle. “So looking at Gina and your choice of restaurant I have to ask, is this where you bring all of your pregnant dates to get fattened up?”
 
Hudson’s jaw dropped at what his date had just asked him, he was totally dumfounded, his brain failed to cobble together any semblance of a reply, he could only stare at Sue as she nonchalantly turned to address the freshly appeared Gina who was waiting by their table in all her pregnant glory.
 
“You ready to order yet, or do you need a few more minutes?”, Gina asked with a warming smile as she pressed a hand to her lower back.
 
Sue’s face went blank with surprise, “Oh sorry, we got a little lost in catching up”, she said with a slightly embarrassed look on her face not wanting to put Gina to any unnecessary exertion given her advanced state of pregnancy. While Hudson hurriedly looked over the menu Sue’s eyes were once again gravitating towards Gina’s massive belly and bulging bosom and her expression softened as she felt her thighs instinctively rub together. “What do you recommend?”, she asked as her eyes roamed over Gina’s expansive bulges, her hands once again grew clammy as she watched Gina’s bump expand and retract with every careful breath, clearly Gina was also aware of how tight her attire was being drawn over her voluptuous figure.
 
Perhaps revelling in Sue’s hungry stare, or maybe seeing some sort of potential for growth in the red-headed fellow mother-to-be Gina gently yet enticingly rubbed her middle with a warm look on her face, “Well speaking from extensive experience, Sue, I recommend the duck lasagne”, she replied eyeing Sue’s budding belly.
 
“Really?”, Sue asked licking her lips, her eyes locked with Gina’s.
 
“Oh yeah, I mean it’s big, it’s meant to be for two to three people, but it’s so rich and delicious you’ll barely realise until you’ve finished and start wondering if you have space for something from the dessert menu”, she followed up with a subtle wink.
 
Hudson discreetly gripped the table’s edge and interjected “She’ll have that”, as he tried to hide his excitement.
 
“And what’ll you have?”, Gina asked Hudson.
 
“I’ll take the truffle ravioli, please, and a small beer too”, Hudson looked to Sue, bringing her back down to Earth.
 
“I’ll take a pineapple juice, thanks, and a big bottle of water to share”, she added to the order.
 
“All great choices, trust me”, Gina said before turning and waddling towards the kitchen with their orders.
 
Once again alone Hudson and Sue reminisced about the years since their initial relationship, sharing anecdotes and horror stories of their respective studies and careers, talk of late nights, long hours, meagre pay and even more meagre respect as they both started on the bottom rung and continued to work their way up the ladder. Sue sheepishly talked of her desire for a family as she caressed her bump, once again expressing how she hadn’t expected to find herself in her currently fecund circumstances, but had vowed to make the most of it. Feeling one of Hudson’s hands once again grip her own brought a rush of relief and also exhilaration at the hope of stability and companionship, and once again subtly rubbing her rounder thighs together Sue couldn’t deny her nagging craving for sex after four months, masturbation was only a band-aid for a bullet wound after all, given her situation.
 
A short while later, after much conversation and perhaps less than subtle flirting Gina came waddling out of the kitchen with Sue and Hudson’s orders, Sue could feel herself starting to salivate as Gina’s impressive form drew closer to the table, the tray she was carrying requiring both hands due to its obvious weight. Sue’s hands went to her belly in anticipation, she hadn’t eaten since lunch, which had been admittedly a rather unlady-like amount, but there was no denying that her portion control had gone somewhat awry in recent months. Usually she’d have snacked throughout the afternoon, but upon hearing the location of their date tonight Sue had tried her best to save herself for the restaurant’s fare, and judging from the size of the lasagne tray she spied Gina carrying over, she had made the right decision, in both saving her appetite and order choice.
 
As the tray was placed down on the other side of the table Sue’s belly quietly rumbled under her fingertips, the aromas of her meal hit her nostrils and her body reacted immediately, the size of the lasagne would make any ordinary person balk, but the sights and smells only served to entice Sue all the more. She knew she would probably struggle to finish it, but her determination would surely win out, Sue wasn’t being spurred on by mere hunger, she felt oddly at ease knowing that in this instance she was being driven by greed, and seeing Gina’s bulging flesh and form wobble as she placed the whole lasagne in front of her Sue couldn’t deny envisioning other goals past finishing her rich, fattening meal. If Sue had read Gina’s size and signals correctly, this would be far from the last time that her senses were so pleasantly assaulted by this particular dish.
 
“I think you’ll be very satisfied with your order”, Gina said flashing Sue an entertained smile and quick wink before placing Hudson’s order in front of him. “Enjoy your meal, and ask if you need more bread, there’s plenty”, Gina said as she pressed her great mountain of a belly out even further, turned and laboriously walked off to tend to another table.
 
Sue was almost twitching with anticipation as she picked up her knife and fork, desperate to begin her meal, and even Hudson could hardly wait for her to start either, or finish for that matter. He imagined himself tenderly feeding Sue the remains of the lasagne after having asked him to help her, her hands clasped to her bigger belly as she massaged the recent expansion, her purple dress drawn tighter over her bump after being liberally stuffed with her heavy meal that she was determined to finish, and he would be all  too willing to lend a hand.
 
“Good manners spoil good food, Sue”, Hudson said with a wink and a playful nudge to Sue’s arm after noticing her wait for him to pour his beer from bottle to glass before starting her meal, “You don’t have to wait.”
 
That was all the encouragement Sue needed, she didn’t need to be told twice, but her manners told her to at least take the first forkful tentatively, she no animal. The first forkful was an explosion of flavours in her mouth, rich, salty, deep, and even a little sweet on her tongue, she moaned enthusiastically as it washed down her throat and was replaced an instant later with another forkful. Sue saw Gina waddle over to another table with an order and immediately understood how and why she had blown up to such a size these past months and clearly her pregnancy was only partially to blame, practically inhaling the lasagne Sue couldn’t help thinking that with another 5 months to go of her own pregnancy she just might catch up to Gina’s size, or even surpass it slightly with a little help.
 
Hudson ate quietly but barely took his eyes off of his date, Sue seemed almost entranced by the meal in front of her, and clearly she wasn’t intimidated by the portion size given how she was fervently attacking it with her cutlery. Gina had obviously known what she was talking about when she recommended the duck lasagne to Sue, given her size she was very well acquainted with the dish and the calories that came with it. Hudson swallowed a mouthful of his ravioli and finally broke the silence, “I reckon we’ll have to come back here, huh, what do you think?” It had been a dumb question, rhetorical even upon hearing it out loud, but if Gina’s size was any sort of proof he could see many more visits to this restaurant in the coming months, and the prospect of seeing an even bigger Gina a few more times before her due date was too good to pass up. Hudson smiled at Sue’s response.
 
Sue could only moan in agreement and nod as she took a moment’s pause and deeply sipped from her water glass, “Definitely, this is incredible, one of the best things I’ve ever eaten”, she finally verbalised as she leaned back in her seat, caressed her belly and lifted another mouthful to her lips and took it in. She moaned again whilst chewing and noticed Hudson’s adoring gaze shifting between her rounding cheeks and her bulging belly. She gave a knowing smile and decided to poke the bear just a little, “I can tell I’m going to get so big, I might even end up giving Gina a run for her money”, she chuckled as she chewed more of the lasagne.
 
“It’s funny, it sounds almost like you’re going to try and get as big as her”, Hudson said whilst shifting his leg to allow for her erection to stretch.
 
Taking one of Hudson’s hands Sue once again placed it on her swollen middle, she felt his fingers gently palpate the surface through her dress’ material and wondered if it felt warmer now that it was being filled with a hot meal. Taking another sip of water Sue took a deep breath, as her belly gently expanded she definitely felt the slightest of reactions in Hudson’s touch, “I’m not saying I’m going to try-” she paused and took another bite of lasagne, “- Heck, I might not even have to try at this rate”, she smiled as she entwined her fingers with Hudson’s and rubbed her filling middle, “What do you think?”
 
Hudson placed his fork down, wrapped his left arm around the back of Sue once again and gently pulled her to him before placing an affectionate kiss on her pale cheek, “I think we should ask Gina if the restaurant has a loyalty card system”, he whispered as he playfully patted Sue’s growing pot belly with his right hand.
 
Sue smiled warmly through a fresh mouthful of her meal, “Already with the we, hm?”, she raised an inquisitive eyebrow.
 
Returning to his own meal before it went cold Hudson shrugged, “What can I say, I’m an optimist”, he said as he took a bite, “I think I can see big things coming for us”, he added as he imagined Sue a few months from now sitting in the exact spot she currently occupied, her body looking round and very well fed, weeks from birth and struggling to contain her plump curves in tightened yet tasteful maternity wear. He could see her liberally pounding down the same dish which sat in front of her now without a moment’s hesitation, eager to pack on those final pounds and inches beforeit was time to take her to the hospital for the delivery. Her pale, twin-filled belly will bulge between loose flaps of material of a long outgrown outfit, proud of the maternal figure she and Hudson had spent months cultivating with decadent treats and meals. A knowing smile and nod from Gina – who will  still be carrying her own considerable pregnancy weight post-birth - as she served them would only confirm what a good job he had done. Under his watchful eye Sue would grow into a truly plump butterball during this pregnancy, and even more so over the course of future pregnancies as well.
 
Catching sight an intriguing glint in Hudson’s eye Sue couldn’t help but laugh as she chewed, “Big things, huh? How big?”, she dared him as she kept eating.
 
Hudson silently guided Sue’s gaze towards their smiling, fattened, pregnant waitress as she approached their table, “At least that big, according to you”, he said in a hushed voice with a mischievous smile as Sue practically groaned with arousal at the sight of Gina, her massive middle seemingly larger after their individual reveries.
 
“Everything alright with your meal?”, Gina enquired.
 
Sue  took a bite and moaned again, “Soooo good, I mean, I-,” Sue stopped almost lost for words as she swallowed the mouthful and slowly rubbed her belly with a contented, almost hazy smile.
 
“You don’t want to stop, do you?”, Gina answered for her with a smile, Sue just nodded as she kept eating, “Welcome to my world, Sue”, Gina said as she placed a hand to her lower back, again making her mountainous middle bulge further forward, increasing the divide between her shirt’s hem and her red apron, “There’s a lot more where that came from and we’re not going anywhere.”
 
Sue slowly turned her head and gave Hudson a hesitant look, “You may eventually have to roll me out of here”, she stated in a rather deadpan tone as she lifted yet another forkful to her waiting lips.
 
Hudson gave a slightly nervous chuckle at the prospect.
 
“Oh don’t worry, we also deliver”, Gina added with a happy tone, clearly aware of how she was only throwing fuel on the fire.
 
Sue’s head rolled back to rest against the red leather headrest, chewing with her eyes closed, “That’s it, it’s official, my bikini days are fucked.”
 
Hudson and Gina both smiled at the unaware redhead, clearly both were thinking the same thing, Not yet, but give it time, Sue.
 
***
Over half an hour later Sue was languidly scraping the last remnants of her meal from the bottom of the lasagne dish, she seemed determined to get every last morsel before she could lay her cutlery to rest. Having long finished his own meal Hudson looked on in astonishment, he had suspected that Sue had an appetite, but even he was surprised by the display. With a light clatter Sue finally dropped her knife and fork into the white porcelain dish, took a piece of bread and wiped up the remaining sauce around the dish’s lip and snaffled it up without a moment’s hesitation before sitting back and sighing, then stifling a small burp and groaned. Shifting in her seat she found it difficult to get comfortable as a result of the several pounds of pasta, cheese, sauce, and duck that now resided inside of her, her dress had been pulled considerably tighter, no creases or folds could be seen as the material was drawn taut over her visibly larger bump. With her eyes once again closed she tenderly rubbed her middle, Hudson’s eyes were fixed on her pale hands’ movements as they glided up and around, right and left over the soft purple material.
 
It was as if Sue’s pregnancy had progressed by at least a month since the beginning of their meal, her bump easily rivalling that of a woman in the middle of her third trimester. Before their meal it had been no secret that Sue was already larger than most girls starting their fourth month, twins often had that effect, but if Sue’s appetite tonight was any sort of proof, she may have hit the nail on the head a little too well when she hinted at the possibility of being rolled out of the restaurant at some point in the future, and it might be sooner than she expects. It’s always good to have goals, Hudson told himself as he admired the bulging beauty sitting in the booth next to him, her dress clinging to her growing curves and overly-stuffed tummy.
 
A strange kind of trance settled over Sue as she rubbed her bulging pregnant belly, lost in her own little world, she could feel the tight grip of her dress and her even tighter skin, she felt heavy and full, but oddly comfortable despite the massive load she had consumed. She was totally unaware of how Hudson was ogling her, his eyes glued to her expanded form and how she had filled out her purple dress. Hearing hers and Hudson’s dishes being collected from the table Sue’s eyes snapped open, she was suddenly aware that she must have appeared perhaps too focused on her expanded bump and blushed. “Sorry, drifted away a little there”, she meekly turned to Hudson and smiled timidly before turning to once again see Gina, who was motioning toward the menu sitting on the table in front of her.
 
“Think there’s room in there for dessert? It’s on the house”, Gina said winking subtly to Hudson, “The tiramisu’s delicious, take my word for it.”
 
Before Sue could even muster an answer Hudson jumped in, “Sounds perfect, with two spoons, please?”
 
Hudson’s request for two spoons curled Sue’s lips into a relieved smile, “Good idea”, she said as she looked down at her middle again, slightly surprised by its new size.
 
As Gina took mental note of the order and turned she saw Hudson playfully rub Sue’s belly, “I’ll help a little, I guess I shouldn’t be rolling you out to the car on our first date, huh?” Gina’s own lips curled into a slightly entertained smile at the sound of Hudson’s comforting words to Sue, clearly neither of the lovebirds had noticed that, like the lasagne, the house tiramisu was also a sharer, and she had an inkling that Hudson would make sure Sue got her own share and then some.
 
Almost forty-five minutes later Sue’s dessert spoon dropped into the tiramisu dish with a clatter and exhaled deeply, “Oh my god, I’ve never felt this full in my life”, she moans before stifling a burp, and blushing, afraid of having attracted unwanted attention to herself or her date from other customers. “Hudson, I think I’m gonna to pop”, she says as she takes one of Hudson’s hand and clasps it to her underbelly, “Feel, it’s so tight”, she quietly moans and she draws Hudson’s palm right to left over her heavy, round belly below her navel.
 
Hudson feels his trousers draw impossibly tight for what felt like the hundredth time that evening, with his hand being pressed against Sue’s lower belly he can feel the weight pressing into his palm. It did indeed feel extremely tight, almost akin to an overfilled water balloon, Sue’s cotton-glad flesh pressing, almost bulging, between his splayed fingers.
 
Sue moaned quietly again, “I can’t believe I ate all that.”
 
“Well I helped a little”, Hudson said with a smile, not taking his eyes off Sue’s middle.
 
“Screw you, you had like five spoonfulls, don’t think I didn’t notice”, Sue said as she gave Hudson a fake glare, “And then you made sure I ate the rest, that I definitely noticed, heck I can feel it”, she said with a pout as she dragged her hands down the sides of her belly, almost frustratedly whilst also attempting to mask how turned on she was by her expansion and rounder shape.
 
“You looked to be enjoying it so much’, he said as the hand pressed to the underside of Sue’s bump gave a playful pat, causing the tightly packed protuberance to bob and wobble up and down with an almost jello-like motion. This caused Sue to moan again and nibble her lower lip, something Hudson didn’t fail to notice, just like how Sue’s dress appeared to be slightly shorter than it had been earlier. Clearly the material had been drawn up her legs slightly as a result of her feasted belly, the hem now reaching her mid-thighs, where once it had been closer to her knees.
 
Sue’s head rolled to look over to Hudson with a slightly euphoric look on her face, “We need to get out of here before Gina comes back with the menu again”, she moaned feeling unable to resist their swollen waitress’ culinary temptations and bountiful figure.
 
“What’s wrong, afraid she’ll tempt you to eat even more?”, Hudson asked gently wobbling Sue’s middle, secretly hoping his hypothesis was on the money.
 
“Let’s just say I agree with her husband, she’s solid proof of advertising for the restaurant and her husband’s cooking”, Sue replied in a hushed tone as she discreetly looked around to make sure Gina wasn’t within earshot, Hudson couldn’t help but laugh out loud. Sue reacted with a slightly shameful smirk, “I’m serious, it’s no wonder she’s the size she is, you should have seen her when she first started coming into the hospital at the beginning of her pregnancy, she was so petite. But now…”Sue paused and released a more aroused moan than she had intended as she pictured Gina.
 
Hudson took a long draft of water from his glass, feeling his mouth run dry again and his arousal reaching new heights just from their conversation, “Maybe you should just rest a moment after having eaten so much?”, Hudson suggested as if playfully taunting her and tempting the devil.
 
“Seriously, Hud, we need to move before I physically can’t”, she told her date in a semi-serious tone, “But don’t worry, we’ll be back. Go pay the check and I’ll give you my half in the car.”
 
“Forget that, I’ve got this, Sue”, he said with a smile and wink, “But I’m gonna hold you to that return visit.”
 
Sue rolled her eyes, “Oh gee, why am I not surprised? I guess you really were talking about me when you said you saw big things ahead.” As Hudson exited the booth Sue began collecting herself and her things before looking down at her larger belly, it definitely seemed to press out closer to the table than before their meal began. Gliding a hand across its surface she gave a low, content moan, she wouldn’t admit to Hudson how arousing a sensation it was to feel so very full and heavy, so tightly packed, at least not yet she wouldn’t. The flavours of her feast still lingered on her tongue and she smiled knowing they would definitely be back at the restaurant soon enough. She had never felt this packed before, but she couldn’t deny how turned on the whole experience had made her feel, not only feeling so very stuffed with her rich and heavy meal, but also having had so handsome a man next to her. A man who had been constantly mentally undressing her throughout the evening. She had Hudson’s number, in more ways than one, and Sue was determined to push his buttons every chance she got, but perhaps next time she’d do it in slightly stretchier attire she mused… “Or maybe not’, she whispered to herself with a naughty smile as she lightly nipped the taut material of her dress that was enveloping her swollen bump. Sue didn’t see the dress fitting for much long at the rate she was growing, so she should perhaps get as much wear out of it as she can while she can, “I’m sure Hud wouldn’t mind seeing us outgrow this little number, what do you think?”, she asked, unsure if she was talking to her growing belly or the twins that gestated within, perhaps both.
 
Seeing Hudson approach their table silently giving the thumbs-up Sue snapped out of her daydream and set about extricating herself from the booth. With a strenuous push with her arms she rose from the banquette belly first, once again unable to bend at her middle. This was becoming a frequent occurrence more and more, one she resigned herself to getting used to, especially with Hudson around she was sure. Taking her clutch from the table she pressed a hand to her lower back and sighed as her belly expanded slightly and settled under the weight of her large meal, “Better get used to this feeling”, she silently told herself as she felt the dress’ fit grow slightly more binding on her torso. Smiling at each other she took a helpful outreached hand from her date as they slowly made their way towards the restaurant’s exit.
 
Before leaving both heard a melodic “Thanks for coming” from a few meters behind them, upon turning both saw a smiling Gina as she waved them good-bye, “See you again soon, no doubt”, she added as Sue and Hudson pleasantly waved back holding one another.
 
Turning and heading out the door Sue put her weight against Hudson for support as they left and gave a knowing smile, “Guess that’s what I have to look forward to, huh?” she said in a lowered tone, still enjoying the tightness and swaying motion of her bulging gut.
 
Hudson pressed a hand to the side of her belly as if steadying its movement but also giving it a tender caress, “We’ll see what we can do”, he replied in an equally lowered tone as he turned and kissed Sue on the cheek.