Hey guys Mr. Coolesta here with another pregnant belly story. My friend she was between large and bigg she's a tad shorty than me (oddly at times she seemed taller) so she looked big and got noticibly bigger. I'll provide a photo of her of when she was pregnant and nowish.
I've rewriting this a few times now because I don't want to talk about her belly and how I got to touch I want to tell you guys about our friendship of how it awkwardly began and it's abrupt end.
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It all began in juinor year of high school, it was the first day of school when I saw her she was short yet had a big round belly, it was so big and perfect I could not bear! It I must talk to her! Suprisingly had her in my English III class sitting right behind me but not for to long because after a few weeks her belly was to big for her to sit in a desk the teacher had a chair that she could sit in beside me to which I occasionally stared at her belly.
I wanted to talk to her so that I can be 'friends' with her and touch her belly, it looked pretty big like nine months big so I have to do this now.
Time passed and it was picture day, I was in line to get my photo taken she was in front of me there was one thing to note about her facial expression at the time: she looked piss, I asked why she looked so made she replied that she really doesn't like the school and didn't want a photo of her. After our photos were taken I went to the cafeteria to talk to my friends she was also sitting with them talking to them they some how knew each other this girl she was from Alabama how did she know them? I'll never know, though I recieved useful info about her pregnancy, she was 7 months pregnant which meant I had plenty of time (it was September). Few more weeks went by, I haven't said a thing to her, I wanted to because of the urge to touch her belly. I don't remember how or when but I started talking to her on her way to her class after English ended, it was awkward I couldn't think of a thing to say, she was waddling staring at me waiting for somethiing to come out of my mouth, she made me nervous, I don't know why I usually never get nervous but here I was breaking down in front of a pregnant teen. For a while our conversation was awkward due to the lack of starting a conversation well, but I kept trying, one day she started a convo with me! During that convo I got her to laugh, afterwards talking to her wasn't hard and I've learned something about her like one of the reason she has a angry expression is because she felt like a whale due to her enormous belly she even showed a before she got pregnant during class and Jesus she was curvy, "No wonder you got knocked up," I said out loud unintentionally she laughed thanking me for the compliment, she told me her plan after having her baby--exercise a lot I tried to convince her to take it easy, she was determined to get her body back when she was tellling me this her eyes they were filled with DETERMENATION so I backed off not saying anything else on that subject. Up until her birth our conversation was nice we made each other laugh, at times I forgot my initial plan to touch her until one day when I was walking her to her class a small friend of hers ran up and hugged her belly that made me remember my original plans so I asked about her pregnancy she answered confidently all of them? Which was weird because of how she was mad and sad about how big of she was, but here she was being confident. I mean thoughout her pregnancy and after I was trying to be body positive maybe she picked up my positive nature? I asked if I can touch her belly she happily said yes I quickly touched because I didn't want to weird her out, during my time touching it I expored every inch of her belly, it was glorious hard round ball smooth when you touch it like any other belly, my favorite part was touch the lower half of her belly, I can't describe it all I can say was it was fantastic.
Her final week of pregnancy in (November) she was having contractions and was not friendly at all, she cussed me out at one point... ;-;
I didn't see her again until after Christmas break.
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After Christmas Break she retuned--in a dress showing of her body, I was blown away she looked gooooood.
Just like when she was pregnant at the beginning of shool I did not say a thing, she seemed different and I couldn't put my finger on why. Weeks passed I didn't say a word until one day in mid Febuary when we had a subsitute in class I turned around and ask about her passions in life unlike before her angry expression was gone instead I have a beautiful young woman filled with life, she opened her mouth... and then we just became good friends I can't exactly explain it. She was very silly and expressive, whenever one of us open our mouth the other one would laugh. At times during breakfast she would come to me and start talking because she knows how it messes with my head. She joined the softball team and showed some school spirit which was quite ironic compared to earlier that year.
One day after we was done with our assignment she proposed that we speak in japanese using Google translate so we whipped out our phones and started talking just writing on a sheet of paper various thing in japanese until we started cursing each other out until the bell rung--I won, I was the most creative, her shocked expression from the things I said was priceless XD.
One time in class I was messing with her until she puched my arm, I dramatically overreacted, I've never seen her face get so red.
Another day in class she wanted to massage me, I said she started with my hand and popped my fingers--I freaked out telling her to stop, she just laughed evilly popping my fingers. That was not pleasant. A dude named Kyle (a guy she REALLY HATED) wanted her to pop his fingers too, he mimicked my reaction, I was staring at him like, "Really, nigga?" she was not ammused she was staring at him with a lot of hatred. Weeks later in class she was telling a female friend in class about her horrifying birth--I mean her baby could've died sort of bad I was like "Wow it's a miracle baby is a live" Kyle with is stupid ass said to her "This why you don't have kids." she stopped talking and starred at him of shock and anger she could've turned into the Hulk if it was possible and rekt him (I would've been happily recording it).
She had a very bitchy attitude and pissed many people off and her friends I was the only one who she didn't piss off. I still wonder why, was it because I rarely made her angery? I don't know. None the less she was a great friend, I encourage her to talk to her crush, protected each others stuff and we generally had a good time with each other. I even try to stop her from being a bitch.
I would like to continue writing all the good times we've had but it would've thrown me into depression plus you guys probably haven't read this far or even and it would take for ever to type every good or bad thing happened throughout our friendship.
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The last time I saw her in flesh was our English Stanardize Test (hate those with a firery passion) we just got done with our tst and was telling each other our scores she had a higher score than mine and was being ver smug about it, I played it off as a joke as usual we had a good time, after that day I never saw her again. Her crush or boyfriend? I don't know we never talked about our personal lives whatever her deal is with him; I asked about where she was, he had a very angery expression and told me coldy that he doesn't know and walked off. I still don't know where she is, I miss her. Just like all my other good friends she left. I have one friend remaining, I hope he doesn't have to go too; I don't want to be alone in this cruel world.
P.S. It hurts me when ever a friend has to go either its our personalities differs too much, they don't have time to socialize, or they have to move most times they're moving. What hurts me most is when our personalities clash and we simply cannot be friends anymore like what did I do? Is it because I've hardly change? 'Grow up'? Or you're seeing other people that's warping your mind? I don't know. Talking about this former friend of mine hurts me because it was too soon and unexpected. Looking back my original intentions was selfish and nefarious, I would like to tell her my reason for being my friend and apologize for my actions but wouls she still be my friend? Probably not. Times like these I wonder if having a fetish is okay, the guilt continues overwhelms me at times.
I have a picture of her. Here it is, this was a comparison between when she was pregnant and after.
