Trashy Pregnant Hispanic Girls 

[Part 3]

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I didn't hear from Rosa for about a week. I figured things had smoothed over again with Josh. God knows that relationship was going to end in disaster, with two kids now in the picture… and of course, with me making everything worse.

It was the dog days of summer and the sun was already blazing as I started my morning shift at the store. Salvador was in the back checking inventory, and I was in the front greeting the first wave of customers buying cigarettes and shoplifting cans of beer. As I was struggling with the faulty cash register, my phone buzzed next to the lottery ticket display. 

Rosa.

“Dave. Josh knows.” 

I felt my guts drop and my heart rate picking up. 

Fuck. This was it. I was going to end up with a knife in my ribs or my head kicked in. As I paced around the aisles trying to keep things together, the phone buzzed again.

“Dave, I’m stopping by the store.” 

“No. No, no, no.” I muttered to myself. 

The next 10 minutes were agony. Then finally the convenience store door opened, letting in a blast of summer heat. 

“Hello?” I called out. 

“Hey. I’m here for some loser named David. And maybe to steal some smokes for my sister.” 

I rounded the corner of the snack aisle. 

“Rosa.” 
I glanced at her. She was wearing a tight sundress, almost provocatively short, stuck to her curvy body with sweat. Her pregnant belly stuck out far in front of her, commanding my attention. She had put on red lipstick. She looked a little nervous but not too distressed. Something had happened and she was trying to pull me in with the makeup and tight dress. I was suspicious and edgy.

“Rosa.” I called again, making sure not to call too loudly, in case Salvador heard in the back. “What the fuck is going on? Are you OK? Is he mad? How did he find out?” 

Rosa shook her head. “My phone, Dave. We knew this wasn’t going to last. He was gonna find out eventually.” Rosa pulled me closer for an embrace but I was limp in her arms. 

“He’s gonna kill me. And you too, probably. Eventually.”

Rosa shook her head. “No, things are fine.”

“What?” 

Rosa breathed in slowly. “He wants Nathalie to be happy. And he wants me to be happy. So he said to me, that I can do what I want. And you two can… share.” 
I raised my eyebrows in shock. “Share? You?” I sighed. In some ways this was ideal. Fucking Rosa without consequences. Josh eventually fielding the responsibility of the baby when it was born. This was scummy, but also everything I ever dreamed of. But surely it was best for me to feign concern about this arrangement. 

Rosa’s voice brought me out of my daydream. 

“And the best part is… we won’t have to hide anymore. Won’t that be nice? No more late nights in your little apartment.”

“Hey.. what’s wrong with my apartment?” 

Rosa laughed. “Nothing, silly. But now we can spend longer together. More time. Didn’t you want that?” Rosa traced a finger along the hem of my work pants. I pulled her into a tight embrace. Rosa leaned in, pressing her hot sun-kissed body into mine. With a gentle thrust of her hips, she pressed her burgeoning belly against my torso. I sighed deeply in her ear as the blood rushed to my groin.

"Yeah. Fine." I said, blankly. "We can do this. But. I want you to myself this weekend. We're gonna fuck like dogs. And... after this baby is born..." I pulled myself even closer to Rosa, and grabbed a handful of her pert round ass-cheek through her dress, and whispered in her ear. "I'm gonna knock you up again. And this time, it's gonna be twins. You're gonna get fucking huge, Rosa, with my huge babies." I was so full of excitement and horniness, I could barely make sense of what I was saying.

Rosa sighed, and her breathing increased.

"You talk so crazy, David.”

"I mean it. You’re gonna be mine, Rosa.”

"OK, cariño.” 

The staff room door opened, and Salvador walked in. Stocky, wide-shouldered and bald, he was older than Rosa by two years. Rosa very gently pulled away from me as she saw Salvador, but I reigned her back in. I put a hand discreetly on her left asscheek. 

Salvador stopped mid-pace and stared incredulously. 

"Are you two hooking up again? You serious?"

I very boldly shifted my hand from Rosa's ass to the middle of her stomach, satin smooth in her sundress. I gave a gentle caress to the taut skin there. Rosa blushed.

"You should mind your business, brother. We're happy. You happy?"

Salvador shook his head, disappointed.

"Hey Dave, if you fuck her enough times, maybe the baby will turn into yours." Salvador walked to the cash register. 

"Sal, I'm gonna take my lunch break now." 

"Whatever. Estás jodida, Rosita." 

"I know."

Rosa and I almost ran to my place. 

After a somewhat sloppy and quick session, Rosa and I collapsed in my small twin bed. She couldn’t help dwelling with amusement on the increasing lack of space as her body continued to expand outward. 

"God, I still can’t believe  I'm going to get even  bigger."

"You will. You're getting a little chubby too, you know. Too much ice cream.” I drew circles on a particularly delicious roll of flesh near her hip. 

"Am I?"

"Yes. I fucking love it. More to squeeze.” 

"Mmm… I think… I love it too, if you love it, Dave.” Rosa put her hand on top of mine, over her swollen belly. She kissed me one last time and awkwardly sat up in bed and stood up. Completely naked, I stared in almost worshipful adoration. Thick ass and thighs, hips padded with fat, her belly was beginning to hang as the baby weighed down on her small frame. Rosa smiled at me as a small double chin formed on her face. She placed her hands on her hips. She felt good about herself, and how she drove me absolutely crazy just by feeling her own ample body.

"Hey, Rosa..." I called out.

“Yeah?” Rosa grunted and with effort slipped on her underwear. 

“Do you have any tank tops?”

“Sure. Lots. I don’t wear them, really anymore.”

“Like, the ones that show off your midriff.”

“Yeah, I have some of those, why?”

I was silent. 

“Why, Dave?”

“Wear one the next time I see you.” 

"David!" Rosa protested. 

I waved a finger. I sprung off the bed and wrapped my arms around her.

"Don’t whine. It's gonna happen. I want everyone to see you. I want that belly hanging out, everyone knowing you've been fucked silly and that you’re proud to show it off.”

Rosa closed her eyes in embarrassment and sighed. “OK. I know just the shirt I can wear.” 

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Trashy Pregnant Hispanic Girls 
[Part 4]

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Rosa and I kissed and I headed back grudgingly to the convenience store, trying to avoid Salvador’s deadly glares the rest of the afternoon and evening. 

Saturday finally rolled around, my first day off in two weeks. I pined away waiting for Rosa to figure out her baby sitting arrangements so we could hang out. At last, at 4:30 there was a knock on my apartment door. 

“Rosa, you took forever, babe.” I gave her a kiss. I reflexively looked down to see what she was wearing. A raincoat.

“Huh? It’s 90 degrees outside.”

Rosa looked flustered. “Yeah, well, I’m feeling a little shy. Take a look.” Rosa slowly unzipped her raincoat.

Rosa was wearing a tight blue tank top. It was the kind of shirt that is so small it barely contains the breasts. I could tell it had been washed a thousand times, and had shrunk. The hem came up high on her round, taut stomach, which was completely exposed. As a result, her pregnant belly was fully on display, looking round and inviting, my hands begging to caress and massage it. In addition, she was wearing the shortest jean skirt I had ever seen, her ass and thick thighs spilling out over the edges. She was not only looking “pregnant”, but slowly and gradually getting chunky, losing definition in her once petite body as fat filled the space. By my calculations she had gained 60 pounds total, and it was all visible, her body becoming a little pear shaped. 

I could hardly contain my excitement.

"Damn, girl."

"You like?"

"I love. Come here."

Rosa laughed and shook her head. She approached me, and stood between my legs, her belly pressed against me.

"Let that belly hang out. I want everyone to see." I kissed Rosa and pressed up harder against her. She gasped and pushed me away, laughing.

"Oh my god, David. You're gonna hurt the baby."

"Sorry. I can't help it. Let's go."

"What?! Are you serious? No, David, I want to stay in.”

"Fuck no. We’re gonna get dinner.”

“David…”

I pulled Rosa into a warm embrace.

“I wanna show you off. I want the world to see how big you're getting. And that you’re all mine.” 

Rosa smiled.

"You are a dirty boy."

Rosa and I walked outside. The summer afternoon was mild and the neighbourhood was busy with teenagers, young kids playing and old men chatting outside the bars. Immediately I noticed that Rosa was getting stares.  A little embarrassed, Rosa tried to pull her tank top down, but the fabric would not stretch. I put a hand on her ass to reassure her and show her that I was enjoying this. It wasn’t common to see girls in skimpy clothes here during the summer, but seeing Rosa six, almost seven months pregnant, her fertile body promiscuously on display, drove me absolutely crazy. 

We walked into Subway and ordered some sandwiches for dinner. Rosa was ravenous.

"I'm starving."

"Eat. I know how hungry you get. Order another if you want, you're eating for two."

Rosa smiled and bit into a meatball sub. We walked to a park and sat down on a bench. There was a soccer game being played, and the parents were cheering their kids on.

"I love kids," Rosa sighed, placing her hand on her belly. "I want lots."

"How many are you thinking?"

"Hmm... at least 5."

"5?!"

“Yeah. And what about you?” 

"Well..."

I couldn't tell Rosa that I didn't actually like kids. Just pregnant women. It would ruin the evening. Plus, if Rosa was willing to have at least 5... I thought about Rosa at her 5th pregnancy, huge, bloated, with a 10 pound baby inside her. Unable to keep off the pregnancy weight from the previous pregnancies. Only able to lie on the bed while I endlessly come on her expanding belly... 

Rosa noticed I was lost in my thoughts.

"You OK?" Rosa asked.

 I smiled. "I guess a few kids wouldn't hurt."

"Oh, really? How many?”

"Uh… As many as you want."

Rosa laughed. "OK, then. I’m sure you’ll provide.” 

"Sounds like a plan."

Rosa finished her last sub and sighed. "Oh my God, that was good."

"Feeling better?"

"Yeah. You know, David. When I'm not with you, I just feel like shit. I don’t feel the same with Josh. And it just gets worse every day.” 

“Are you afraid of him?”

Rosa shook her head. “No. We just fight. A lot. Sometimes he won’t even look at me. Or touch me.”

I simmered for a bit, thinking about Josh. That skinny bastard. 

"Fuck that guy. What are you going to do when the baby comes?"

"I don't know."

" Would you still consider… you know..” 

Rose was quiet while she thought. 

"No, I can't. His parents are too involved. They love Nathalie. He is paying half my rent too.” 

"Yeah, but… you have to worry about yourself. Your own happiness.”

Rosa sighed. 

“There’s happiness, and there’s duty, David. You have to balance both. And besides, I am happy.” She smiled and maternally patted her naked belly, looking inviting in the soccer park overhead lights we were sitting under. 

"Let's talk about something happier. Back to my place?”

Rosa looked sheepish. “Can we have ice cream?” 

I raised my eyebrows. I had just watched this girl wolf down two large meatball subs 10 minutes ago. 

“Yeah, of course.” 

Rosa and I stood up to leave. Suddenly Rosa frowned and leaned towards me.

“That stupid couple over there keeps staring.” 

I looked over, and then kissed Rosa deeply and ran my hand down her back. I could feel goosebumps forming on her exposed skin.

“Get used to it, babe. Soon, everyone will be staring and talking. Because you'll be my huge, pregnant baby mama. You can’t resist getting bigger now, can you? Because you know the bigger you get, the more you turn me on. You're gonna be so big and horny, you won't be able to touch your own pussy. You'll beg and beg for me to pleasure you. Won't you, Rosa?"

Rosa bit her lip.

“Can we get ice cream and go to your place?” 

Rosa and I stumbled into my apartment, my pants already unbuckled and my hand up her tank top. I kissed her sloppily as I tried to slipped out of my clothes.

“Wait Dave! The ice cream will melt.” 

“If you insist. Fast, please.” 

Rosa sat down at my kitchen island a little coquettishly and picked up her extra large Peanut Buster parfait, which was indeed melting. Rosa slowly started to eat the ice cream, but gradually picked up the pace. Her pregnancy hormones slowly took hold as she filled her stomach with the sugary calories. Every so often she would sigh, and pat the heavy, naked pregnant belly lying between her chubby legs. More. More. I watched intensely as she finished close to half the container. Rosa watched my reaction. As she ate, I touched my groin. Dear God, I'm rock hard watching this. 

Rosa finished the last of the ice cream, and put the spoon down.

"Wow. I'm stuffed. Can't believe I did that."

"You look so fucking hot."

"I do?"

Rosa stood up to show off. Her stomach was round and huge, sticking out far in front of her. Rosa turned to the side, showing off her round, gravid figure.

"How do I look? Huge?"

I groaned and grabbed my dick. "God, Rosa…”

"Mmm, is this getting you horny? Do you want me to keep getting bigger?"

"Oh, fuck, Rosa. You're so fucking hot. So beautiful."

Rosa was still wearing her tight tank top. She reached her arms back to unhook her bra. I groaned.

"Fuck. Keep eating and show me your tits and belly. I can't stand it, Rosa." I impatiently grabbed my cock as Rosa amusingly complied. 

"David, you are so fucking kinky. This is so weird."

"Why? Is it really so weird? I just love the true feminine body... plump and pregnant. And I love that you do it all for me."

Rosa seemed to understand at that point, and began to bring the ice cream spoon into her lips, dribbling the last bit of chocolate syrup into her beautiful mouth, her pregnant gut hanging pendulously from an indulgent amount of food. I furiously rubbed my dick in response as Rosa gave a little groan of pleasure from her meal.

"Mmm… You know, it’s hard to eat so much when there’s so much baby down here, David.” Rosa rubbed her belly with both hands.

"That was the hottest thing I've ever seen."

Rosa smiled, her eyes twinkling.

"You really like it, don't you?"

"Yeah. I do."

Rosa stood up and with a single motion, finally peeled off her small tanktop. I followed suit and peeled off my polo. Slowly, sensuously, Rosa wiggled out of her jean skirt, standing naked except for her panties in my kitchen.  
I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Rosa was bigger than ever. Her skimpy clothes were doing a good job of concealing the grandeur of her body. Her hips were wider, her ass had filled out, her belly was swollen and her thighs were flabby. Her arms had some fat too, but she was still in shape overall. 

"Wow, Rosa. You're so fucking beautiful."

"You really think so?"

"Yes."

Rosa looked sheepish. "Sometimes.. I get out of breath just walking down the street. And it's so hard chasing Nathalie around the house. I feel like a fat waddling cow." She placed her hand on her belly. I touched her stomach as well.

"David, are you sure… this is still working for you? I mean.. I am getting pretty big now. Josh seems disgusted.”

“Rosa…”

The bigger Rosa felt, the more I had to reassure her over and over again about this... surely it was difficult to be a woman undergoing all these changes. I hate to say it, but I rarely felt guilty about it. Rosa would surely be 50, 60 pounds lighter if it hadn't been for me. Funny enough, the bigger Rosa gets, the less Josh seems interested in her. Hmm.. I wrapped my arms around Rosa, and placed her belly against mine. My hard cock brushed longingly against the taut, soft skin of her stretched stomach. 

"Rosa, we’ll only do what you want to do. But I wanna tell you that… I want you bigger. I really do.”

"Mmmm.” Rosa only moaned as she lay her head against my shoulder. 

Rosa and I got into bed. I stroked Rosa's huge, swollen belly.

"David, you've been a bad boy. You've gotten me so fat."

"I'm sorry, Rosa. Can I kiss you and make it better?"

"Yes, cariño. Kiss my belly and make me feel better about myself." 

I pulled the bedsheet down and kissed the top of her belly. I felt the baby kick.

"Wow, was that the baby moving?"

"Yeah, it likes the food.”

"Does it hurt?

"No, not at all. I barely notice it. He just kicks and punches sometimes. When I lie down and relax, it's like a little massage. But sometimes, it's like being punched in the ribs."

I began to kiss Rosa's stomach again, pausing around her taut bellybutton, giving it a little lick. I migrated to the left and gave a little nip to the slowly growing roll of fat collecting around Rosa's hips. Rosa sighed. 

"Oh, David. You make me feel so good. But you are too kinky sometimes.”

I grinned. "I can’t help it, especially when you keep growing and getting bigger. And bigger, and bigger.. The bigger you are, the more I can worship. Your belly, your ass, and your tits. I want you positively waddling, Rosa. So big you get out of breath while walking... "

Rosa lowered her hand to her swollen pussy, and began massaging as I continued murmuring in her ear.

It was happening. Rosa was now truly consumed with the idea of getting bigger, larger, more pregnant. 

"Mmm.. Rosa..." I purred, as she pleasured herself. "Tell me... how big you're going to get for me." 

Rosa moaned. "Oh, God, David. I want you to see my belly stretch. I'm gonna be so huge and pregnant."

"That's right. And so fucking sexy."

"And I'm going to eat everything. I'll eat until I'm 400 pounds." Rosa’s voice rose to moan as she masturbated faster. 

"Mmm. Good. Tell me how you'll look."

"I'll be a big fat whale. My belly will hang so far down. It'll be so hard to fuck me. I'll jiggle everywhere when I walk. None of my clothes will fit. I'll need new bras.”

I groaned. I couldn't take it anymore.

"Rosa, please. Come sit on cock.”

Rosa giggled and quickly mounted me, as I let out an incredible groan. Shamelessly, like a fat kid in a candy shop, she rubbed her tits with abandon as she slowly rode my cock like a sensual circus ride. 

"I wanna be 300 pounds... 400 pounds... 500...I wanna be pregnant with your twins, David!" 

"Yes, Rosa. Oh my god. I'm gonna come already. Please, Rosa."

"Yes, come inside me. Make another baby."

I spurted inside Rosa.

"Fuck yes, Rosa. I love you."

"David. Oh my god." Rosa's body went limp and she collapsed.

Our last remaining hours flew by in ecstasy, but Rosa had to get home to relieve the babysitter. After whining like a wounded dog and endless sad kisses, Rosa departed into the night. However, my horny aspirations were still not finished.

 I grabbed my phone.

After a Corona and an episode of Breaking Bad, I texted Rosa again. 

“You home  now?”

She texted back almost immediately.

“Yeah. Why?”

I smiled. 

“Just wait ” 

I returned to my beer and streaming program. Ten minutes later, Rosa responded.

“DAVID!! Did you send this food here? What am I supposed to do with these pizzas? And Cinnabon??” 

I texted back, with a smile and a familiar throbbing in my pajama pants.

“Eat up, baby. You’re eating for two after all.” 

“You are TOO MUCH! Josh is gonna find out what a pervert you are. You want that?”

“I want you to eat up. And show me the results later. Nourish that baby and put some meat on those hips. I want more to squeeze.” 

I couldn’t help nursing my throbbing penis as my Saturday night drew to a close around midnight. Rosa, groaning and begging to be made bigger, heavy, pregnant and stuffed, glistening with sweat, and riding  my cock was all I could think about.

As I headed to the bathroom to brush my teeth, my phone buzzed once again. Rosa.

“David, I ate a whole pizza by myself what have you done to me…”

“Fuck. Show me. Now.” 

Rosa sent a picture which I hungrily opened on my phone screen. She was standing in the bathroom, her large nighttime maternity shirt pulled up to her ample breasts. Her exposed belly, globular and stretched, seemed to labour to contain the huge amounts of pizza and baby that were growing within her. Little by little, Rosa’s belly was losing its separate definition as the layers and rolls of fat envelope her previously petite body, across her hips and stomach. Even greater was Rosa’s expression, a playful feigned expression of guilt and discomfort on her cute face. 

I smiled and texted back. 


“You did good, babe. But get ready for more.”

Trashy Pregnant Hispanic Girls 

[Part 5]


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A week or two passed. My plans were being put into action. With Rosa completely submissive to my goals, I could only dwell on getting her as fucking fat and sloppy as possible. This included lots of encouragement and temptation. I started by ordering her UberEats in the evening to her house, multiple times a week, always indulgent food that I knew she couldn’t resist.  When the delivery arrived I would message her a "" and nothing else. 
She knew what to do. She continued to be indignant about it, blaming me when her favourite clothes stopped fitting.

 I just shrugged. I didn't care. I wanted her as fucking fat as possible, as pregnant as possible, and all mine. I increased the size of the delivery meals over time. Rosa had no willpower any more to resist the food, often consuming the whole order herself, under the pretence of her increasing pregnancy cravings. 

Rosa and I realised there was an urgency to our lustful desires as Rosa was 8 months pregnant this weekend, and once the baby arrived things would totally change. And Josh might step up again. I reflected again that Josh really wasn’t a bad guy. He was just stuck in a bad relationship and perhaps had more devotion than common sense. Not only was I fucking and feeding his girlfriend behind his back, I was driving apart his little family and isolating Rosa from the rest of her family, who were increasingly bitter at her poor decisions. The bad guy was probably me, with Rosa being the willing accomplice. But at this point I had little empathy and could only think with my dick. 

I was just heading out to work at 8AM, when Rosa texted me.

“Josh is leaving. It’s bad this time.”

I stared, not knowing what to say. Before I could respond, Rosa texted again. 

“He’s packing things up. Dave, he’s really leaving this time.”

I finally texted back. “Should I come over?”

Another buzz. “No. Let me call you.”

The phone rang. I sat down on the stairs up to my apartment and answered.

“Hello?”

No answer. It seems I was on speakerphone, so I stayed quiet. I heard a heated conversation in Spanish, while a children’s television show blared in the background. Josh mentioned my name. There was silence briefly. Rosa spoke quietly, mentioning Nathalie. This exchange seemed to have ended the conversation, as there was a door being slammed and a whine from a child. Rosa took me off speakerphone and spoke, her voice trembling. 

“He’s gone, David.” Rosa broke down in tears. 

I was silent, listening to her gentle sobs. 

“I’ll be there, Rosa.” 

I sprinted the two blocks to Rosa’s place, in my work uniform. Before I could even knock, Rosa walked down the porch and hugged me tightly, and cried. She was dressed in a huge t-shirt, probably Josh’s, that did little to hide her curves and still-growing stomach, pressing against the fabric. 

"Oh my god. Dave. He's gone, and he’s not coming back.  I'm alone. I can’t pay the rent by myself.” 

"Shhh, Rosa. Everything will be fine."

Rosa and I walked into her apartment, smelling faintly of cumin and onions. 

"I'm so tired of this situation, David. Trying to deal with this, and Nathalie, it’s just…” 

“Don’t worry, let me get a hand on it. Go lay down, it looks like you were up all night.” I smiled and waved at the cherubic Nathalie, chewing on some dry cereal and watching Blue’s Clues. 

Rosa sighed. “Thanks David. Josh and I were up until 3AM yelling. And then I slept on the couch. But don’t you…” She glanced at my uniform.  

“Don’t worry.” Rosa looked relieved and went to her room to lay down. I sat down on the floor with Nathalie. I had probably made a mistake. I was supposed to open the store this morning. Fuck. 
I suddenly remembered that Salvador was off today. Could I heap this responsibility on to him? 

I texted Salvador. 

“Hey. Rosa and Josh had a big fight, and Rosa is exhausted. I gotta head to the store. Can you watch Nathalie for an hour or two?” 

Ten minutes passed as Rosa dozed off in the other room. Nathalie brought her empty bowl to me. 

“More.” She cooed. 

To my surprise, Salvador called back.

“Hey.”

“Hey.” 

“What do you think? Can you come?”

Yeah. I can do it. But I wanted to tell you something, Dave.”

“Huh?”

“You’re a piece of shit. You’re the cause of this problem.” 

“What the hell?”

“You know it, David. Rosita can't go on like this."

"What are you talking about?"

“My sister ain’t a saint, but she doesn’t deserve this. Stop thinking with your dick and pull yourself out of your wet dream. Josh told me about the sick shit you’re into. You like fucking up a woman’s life? How big do you want her, Dave? Whale-sized, or bigger? Too fat to walk? Lose a leg or two to diabetes? Does that turn you on, huh?”

I seethed in silence.

“Look… if you actually… like her, you gotta stop this. Give her a chance at a real life, not this sick life without a future.”

My hands were shaking as I held the phone to my ear.

“I’ve warned you, Dave.” 

I ended the call and pitched my phone as hard as I could at the carpet. Nathalie stared at me. 

Walking to the master bedroom, I crawled into bed with Rosa and kissed her neck gently. 

"Mmmm... David," Rosa murmured. 

“I have to go. But Salvador is coming to watch Nathalie.”

I wrapped my arms around Rosa’s warm middle and pressed my body against hers. Rosa responded by stretching her back, her pillowy buttocks pressing against my groin and her belly seemingly expanding in real time under my tight embrace. 

“OK, cariño.” 

I stood up to check on Nathalie one last time before heading out to work.

“David.”

“Yeah?” 

“My family gathering next week.”

“What’s up?”

“I want you to come with me.” 

“...Let’s talk about this later.”

“OK. Thank you. I love you, David.”

“Love you too, Rosa.” 

When my shift ended, I popped back to Rosa’s place. Suddenly the place seemed much more inviting without the threat of Joshua. Salvador’s phone call had still stung, but I was gradually getting over it. 
Rosa had been furiously cleaning, as if to scour Josh’s existence from their home. 

"Where's Nathalie?" I asked. “Did Salvador bring her back?” 

Rosa smiled. “Of course. It’s after 8PM, silly. She’s fast asleep in her crib.” 

Rosa stood up, with some amusing effort, to greet me. Heavily pregnant was just beginning to describe her these days. She gently rubbed a tender spot on her bulging stomach. I put my hands on her waist.

“What happened, with Josh? I thought you two had a truce. Or a system of some kind.” 

Rosa shook her head. 

“Don’t worry about it, Dave. He’s gone now, and we can be together.”

I had an uneasy feeling in my stomach. “Rosa, seriously. What happened? Was it about me? Because I thought.” 

“Dave! Stop being so worried. I’m over it, so you should be too.” 

“Did he hit you?”

Rosa, attempting to avoid the questions, pulled her wide, heavy belly closer to my body. With a subtle shift she arched her lower belly, applying the most gentle amount of pressure onto my groin. I tried to resist.

“No, he didn’t.” 

“So, what happened? I’m serious, Rosa.” 

Rosa looked up at me. She looked emotionless. 

“He told me.. I was disgusting. And that you were, too. I told him the truth, about what I want. About what we want together. And that was that. And I asked him to stay for Nathalie and the new baby, but he was fed up. So he walked.” 

Rosa continued grinding her hips, applying her dirtiest ghetto dancing moves on my body in a slow subtle fashion. All I wanted to do was rip off that large dirty T shirt she was wearing and rub that obscene pregnant belly all over my throbbing member.  My heart pounded in my chest but I remained serious.  

“Rosa, Salvador knows somehow.”

Rosa froze. “About what?” 

“About… our stuff.” It felt embarrassing to talk about it in this way. 

Rosa clutched her belly as the baby shifted inside her. 

“Josh… and Salvador must have been talking. About me. And us.” 

Rosa reached over to the kitchen counter and popped an oreo in her mouth. She seemed unconcerned and almost dismissive. 

“It’s better this way, Dave. Papa is going to pay half my rent next month, and then who knows what will happen then. Maybe you can move in.”

“Rosa, I…” I almost confessed that I didn’t want to move in.

“I will think about it. But remember the baby, please.”

“Yes, cariño.” 

Rosa kissed me, and looked at me with pleading eyes. 

“My family get together. Are you gonna come with me?” 

I sighed. “Yes, I’ll come. I just love being the token white guy.” 

“Dave, shut up! You’ll have fun.”

“ I doubt it.” 

“Did you bring the ice cream from the store?”

“Yeah, get some bowls and we’ll have it now.” 

I was quiet as I watched Rosa fetch bowls from the upper shelves and tidy up the dinner dishes. As Rosa was bending down to place the dishes in the dishwasher, I watched her baggy T-shirt  fall forward, revealing her plump, meaty hip and round, heavy pregnant belly. Rosa was definitely getting chunky, not just pregnant. She placed two bowls on the table, along with the ice cream scoop. Opening the ice cream container, I began scooping into Rosa’s bowl. One scoop, two, three. I paused, and glanced at her. She knew what I was doing.

“Only three, Dave?” She raised an eyebrow.

I scooped and dropped in a fourth. Then a fifth. 

“Sorry, babe. I thought maybe you were watching your weight.”

Rosa gave a mock gasp. "How dare you! You're the one who wants me to eat like a pig."

“Well? Is it working?” 

Rosa slapped her belly. “211 pounds. I weighed this morning.” 

“...fuck.” 

Rosa and I stumbled into the bedroom, where I pushed her onto the bed. I peeled her jeans and panties off her hips, and pulled them off her feet. She was totally naked, her round, heavy belly resting on the bed, her thick thighs slightly spread.

"Mmmm... Rosa, you're so sexy."

"Do you like how big my belly is?"

"Yes. Turn around. I want to see your ass."

Rosa turned over.

"Damn, Rosa."

I reached down and massaged her round buttocks, kneading the soft, fleshy mass. I could barely believe how chubby Rosa was getting. The more I rubbed her, the more her ass seemed to expand, like a balloon filling with water.

"Yeah. I think you're getting fatter."

"I'm getting so big, aren't I?"

"Yes. You're a huge, fat pregnant bitch. And you're all mine, now."

Rosa groaned. "I'm getting so fat. You like it when I'm fat and pregnant?"

"Yes."

"You wanna see me get bigger, don't you?"

"Yes. Much bigger."

"Mmm, that's so dirty, Dave. What am I gonna do with you?” 

I slapped her ass and squeezed her butt cheeks. "You're gonna get so fat. Your ass and hips are so fat already. You're a fucking fatty."

"Yes. Yes. Oh, god, David."

"Tell me you're a fatty. My fat, pregnant baby machine.”

"I'm a fatty, David. Your little baby machine. Oh, god, please, just fuck me."

Rosa rolled over and smiled eagerly as I climbed on top of her. I looked down at her ballooning stomach, her large, tender breasts laying gently on her gravid belly. She looked positively delicious in the glow of Rosa’s bedside lamplight. 

I smirked. “Rosa… you’re so fucking big now, I can’t even find your pussy. What am I gonna do with you?”

I ran my hand across her belly, down her wide hips and between her chunky thighs, as Rosa giggled and sighed.

"You're not gonna have a choice, are you?"

"No. I guess not."

"What are you gonna do, David? What are you going to do with this fat belly and fat ass and fat hips?"

"Mmmm... Rosa. I'm gonna make them bigger. I’m gonna make you as big as a house. I'm gonna fuck this tight pregnant pussy, and fill your belly up with my seed, and keep making you fatter, and fatter. Your stomach is going to be as big as the moon, and your ass is going to be wider than a truck."

Rosa giggled at the analogy as she took my cock in her manicured hand and gave a long, slow stroke. 

"Put it inside me, David."

"Put what inside you, Rosa? Your what?"

"Your cock. In my pussy, David. Please. I'm so horny, and pregnant."

I lay down on the bed and Rosa clambered on top of me, her body heavy and slow, tits and belly hanging like massive, overripe fruit. Her long dark hair, smelling faintly of vanilla, cascaded over her tanned skin. 

"Such a handsome guy.” Rosa beamed at me. 

I pawed at Rosa’s flesh rolls, at her soft stretched skin on her massive belly. 

"Mmmm. Rosa. I want you bigger. Bigger than this. I want to fuck you when your belly is huge and you can't walk. I want you so big and so pregnant, and so horny you can't help yourself."

Rosa moaned and grinded her ass into my groin, and slowly, achingly, impaled herself on my cock.

"Mmm. That's right, David. Fuck your fat, pregnant slut."

Rosa gently gyrated up and down as she stroked my chest and looked me in the eye. 

"I'm gonna get even fatter, aren't I, David? I'm gonna get so big and pregnant, you're gonna have to take care of me."

"Oh, god, Rosa."

"You like the sound of that, don't you, David? You want me to get huge and pregnant and depend on you. I'm gonna have a dozen babies for you."

"Oh, fuck.” 

"Cum in me, David. Cum in my womb. Give me another baby. Make my belly huge."

"Uhh…”

I spurted into her. We lay together, spent and panting. I silently listened to her heart beating furiously as a quiet bliss came over both of us. As Rosa closed her eyes in exhaustion, I was left with my own thoughts again.
Maybe this wasn’t so bad. Having a live-in girlfriend. Being a stepfather. Having in-laws.

No. Salvador knew about us and hated me. The homewrecker, the pervert, the enabler. 

And this baby in her belly… The thing that simultaneously made me crazy and also repelled me from this relationship. There was just over two months to get everything out of this. 

And then what after that? I stared at the ceiling as Rosa dozed off beside me.

I love it when theres realism in these stories. This aint all fun and games and people might get hurt. Of course, Im sure it will all be good in the end but kudos for going there at all.

(April 18, 2024, 11:06 pm)McKormick I love it when theres realism in these stories. This aint all fun and games and people might get hurt. Of course, Im sure it will all be good in the end but kudos for going there at all.

I'm still working out the details  but I don't think there's gonna be a happy ending, lol. I can't say that any of the characters in this story are winners.

Trashy Pregnant Hispanic Girls
[Part 6]

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It was the day of Rosa’s family reunion, and I did everything I could to ignore the pit in my stomach. It occurred to me that Rosa was probably going to introduce me to everyone as her boyfriend.  It also occurred to me that I didn’t have any nice clothes. The best I could do was tuck a button-up shirt into my jeans. 

Rosa was picking me up since she had the car seat for Nathalie, and we would make the 45 minute drive south-east to the next town over for the reunion. I waited on the stairs outside for Rosa to make an appearance. She was about 20 minutes late when she pulled into the alleyway and got out of her car to greet me. 

Rosa had also dressed up. She wore a yellow sundress, cut above the knee, that hugged her bodacious curves and allowed for a full display of her fertile figure. I couldn't help notice her calves and cleavage jiggling slightly as she walked up to me on the gravel. A familiar tightness in my pants would be noticeable at this point, if I wasn't so worried. 

"David, sorry I'm late. Did I keep you waiting?"

"It's okay. You look cute."

"Thanks. I feel like a beached whale, though." Rosa laughed, but it wasn't a joke. "I almost had a meltdown getting ready for this."

"Why?"

"Because nothing fits, Dave." Rosa hissed this under her breath. 

I cupped the small of her back, right above her buttocks.

"Oops. My bad. You look good, though. Maybe too good. I might not be able to behave today in front of your parents." 

"Shut up, David." Rosa laughed.

I got into the passenger side, and we began our drive. It was relatively silent, with Rosa focussed on getting us out of the city and Nathalie content in the back seat. 

"Are you worried, Dave?"

"Yeah. A bit. I don't know what your family is like. Are they crazy?" 

"Yeah. A bit. But they're friendly. Well.. most of them." 

"Is Salvador..."

"Nah. He's in Nevada with his buds on a bender.”

"Oh, thank fuck. I had a shift with him Thursday and it was hell." 

Finally, after one wrong turn we arrived in a city park attached to a nice playground. Several picnic tables were gathered under a nice grove of shady trees, and Rosa's family was spread out, setting up food, greeting each other and chatting. Children ran around. With Nathalie in tow we approached the crowd. Rosa suddenly seemed self-conscious, as she folded her arms across her round middle. An older woman emerged from the crowd and planted a kiss on Rosa's face. 

"Rosita, you look beautiful! Pregnancy is really suiting you. So healthy and rosy."

"Gracias, Tía. This is my boyfriend, David." 

Rosa's aunt looked me in the face. She looked back at Rosa and pointed to her stomach. 

Rosa shook her head. "No, it's Josh's. We broke up, Tía." 

Rosa's aunt waved her hand. "I don't judge, Rosita. That's how life goes. You have a beautiful baby on the way who is going to be so spoiled. That is what matters." She gave Rosa a hug and leaned towards me. 

"Always wear a condom, hijo. Rivera women are very... fertile. You'll have another baby on hand before you know it." After dropping this bomb, Rosa's aunt drifted away. Rosa and I exchanged glances.

"Yeah. That's Aunt Helena. She doesn't give a fuck." 

I attempted to laugh this off but in reality I felt a stirring in my loins. Rosa and I were both headed for a full blown breeding fetish. 

The afternoon went on and we managed to pawn off Nathalie to Rosa's parents. At 1PM we sat down on the picnic tables for lunch. After chugging two ice-cold Corona's, my inhibitions lowered and my social anxiety evaporated into a vague horniness. I couldn't stop staring at Rosa's yellow-clad body, her uncomfortableness with the too-tight dress that confined her voluptuous impregnated body like a huge sausage casing. As we sat down to eat at the last empty picnic table, I put a horny paw on Rosa's lap and massaged her thigh, covertly. Rosa pretended not to notice but she knew what I was insinuating as we stared at the beautiful spread of homemade Mexican food laid out before us. After a quick Our Father in Spanish, we began filling our plates. Authoritatively I watched as Rosa filled her paper plate. I gave her thigh a squeeze, encouraging her on. Rosa complied and picked up another taco al pastor. She sighed, a bit uncomfortably as she considered her tight dress, but with a faint hint of arousal. Rosa squeezed my hand.

A tall, young woman filled the last seat across from us. 

"Carina!"

"Rosa! Oh my God. It's been so long." 

The two women exchanged an awkward hug over the picnic table. 

Carina scanned Rosa's body. 

"Girl, you are big. Are you due soon?"

"Yes, the end of September. This is my boyfriend Josh, by the way." 

"Oh, hey." Carina was tall, slender and dark-haired, Mexican like her cousin but lighter-skinned and toothy . She was gorgeous. "Wow, David. Nice to meet you. I see you've been taking care of Rosa.”

I forced a smile as Rosa and Carina sat back down. 

"Wow, Rosa. I almost didn’t recognise you. How many months are you, did you say?" 

"Eight." Rosa replied, with a mouthful of food. "Can you believe I have two months left?" Rosa ran her hands across her ample middle. 

"Wow, and your hips and face, too, Rosa.”

Rosa shrugged, her eyes widening. Her joy at seeing Carina slowly evaporated. It was then I realised that Rosa and Carina had an uneasy relationship.

"So, where are you living now, Carina?"

"In Santa Fe. I finished my internship and stuck around. Working full time now.” 

Rosa looked impressed.

"What about you? Did you get your Cosmetology degree?

Rosa blushed. "Well, no. I quit when I got pregnant with Nathalie.” 

Carina nodded. "Mmm, yes. Good choice. But you’re gonna finish when this baby is born, right?”

Rosa's face fell. "Ummm. I'm not sure."

"I mean, have you talked to David about it?"

"Yeah. Kinda."

"And what did he say?"

Rosa didn't answer. She was clearly flustered, and embarrassed. Carina looked at me. I shrugged. 

“It would be cool if she could finish. But it might be hard with the two kids. We’ll work it out.”

“I want to work, I do,” Rosa interrupted. “Even if it’s just waitressing or something on the weekends.” 

Carina continued. "Well, I don't want to say too much, but I'm happy to help. I still have a lot of contacts in the city, and I'd love to see you do well, Rosa."

"Thanks. That's so nice of you." Rosa stuffed a taco loaded with sour cream in her mouth. I discreetly ran an approving hand across her stomach, and down between her legs, brushing past her inner thighs. Rosa shivered noticeably as she licked sour cream from her lower lip.

Carina turned to me. "Josh, do you work?"

"Um, yeah. I'm a cashier.”

"Ah. Well. Maybe it would be good to look for another job, if you're able."

Rosa spoke up. "I've been thinking about it. But David isn't ready to quit yet."

"Oh, yeah, totally. You're young, though, right, Josh? I'd think about your career."

“I was doing an Engineering degree. But I dropped outta that.” 

“Uh-huh.” 

“Might go back again, though. For welding, maybe.” 

“I think that’s a good idea, David.” Carina popped a slice of red bell pepper in her mouth.

Rosa's face turned a gradually deeper shade of pink as she sought refuge from this embarrassing conversation in her habitual overeating. She crammed another tortilla in her mouth. 

"Carina, what are you, a life coach?"

Carina laughed. "No, but seriously. Do you think Josh has a future in cashiering?"

"Um. Maybe? Maybe he’s really good at it, Carina.” 

I felt like an idiot, and Rosa was clearly annoyed.

"Well, Rosa, you'll have plenty of time to figure it out. Did you know cousin Ronnie is a shift manager at Plato’s? He could get you a waitressing job there. You would just need to-” Carina stopped herself, as Rosa again filled her plate with food. Carina glanced at the plate, and back at Rosa.

“Do what?” 

“Uh… Wear their sexy uniform.” 

Rosa stood up, knocking her plate off the picnic table.

"Look, Carina, why don't you just fuck off? Stop telling me what to do. I'm huge and pregnant, not stupid. I can make my own decisions."

Rosa stormed off towards the parking lot. I awkwardly picked up her overturned plate. Carina shook her head haughtily and rolled her eyes. 

I found Rosa moping in the back seat of her car. 

“Rosa. It’s a million degrees in here. Come on, I got more tacos.” 

I placed the paper plate gently in her hands.

"Carina's such a bitch."

"Yeah, she seems pretty harsh."

"You should have heard the stuff she said in high school.”

"I bet she was a real winner back then.”

"Well, she's an ass, David."

"Rosa, she's probably trying to help you. She just doesn't understand you, I guess."

"I don't need her help. I'll be fine."

"Sure."

"Dave, did I embarrass you?"

"No. You were fine. Don't worry."

I kissed her gently. Then again, a little deeper.

"Dave, I don't know why she makes me so mad. She's probably right. But... I don't know."

"Rosa. Don't worry about it. Let's just eat these tacos, okay?"

"Yeah, sure. But I really don’t like worrying about the future.”

“Rosa… please just shut up and eat…” 

It was then Rosa noticed the bulge in my pants, brushing against the soft skin of her arm as I leaned over her.

Rosa smiled and groaned playfully, as she raised a taco to her mouth, one hand on the mound of her belly. I beckoned her like an energetic dog, pressed against her playfully, encouragingly. 
Rosa finished the taco in three impressive yet civilised bites. 

“Ugh, Dave. I swear I get bigger by the hour these days.”

“Every taco you eat helps, you know.” 

Rosa looked at me indignantly. “Oh I know. I’m gonna burst out of this dress before this day is over.” 

“Rosa, please stop… I’m gonna cum in my pants.” 

Rosa grinned. "Okay, David. Another taco, coming right up."

"Fuck. Me."

"That can be arranged."

"I can't handle it, Rosa. You're so fucking hot. You're driving me crazy."

"David. You have a thing for chubby pregnant women, huh?"

"I have a thing for you, Rosa. And you're fucking huge, and fucking sexy. I can't even handle it."

"Mmmm, you wanna feed me another taco, Dave? Or maybe a burrito? You can help me put on all this weight. Make sure none of my clothes fit by the end of this pregnancy.”

"Ugh, Rosa. Please. Eat it. Eat it all."

"Oh, David. I'm getting so huge and fat for you."

"Uuuugghhh."

Rosa took a bite, and then a second. A dollop of salsa fell onto her dress, and she brushed at the stain.

"Uh oh, Dave. Look what you made me do. Now you're gonna have to take this off me."

I motioned for Rosa to sit up, which she did awkwardly in the car. I pulled the hem of her dress up to her bra, freeing the curves of her pregnant stomach and expanding hips. 

"Dave! I was kidding! We're in public!"

"No we're not, we're in the car..." 

I clambered onto Rosa's lap as best as I could, and unbuttoned my jeans. 

"Dave, what are you.."

"Something I can't resist any more."

I pulled my throbbing, cock from my boxers and pressed it against the soft, smooth mound of Rosa's pregnant stomach.

"Dave... Oh my god."

I began thrusting my hips, my shaft sliding up and down Rosa's taut, round belly, the soft skin pressing against my manhood.

"Oh my god, Dave."

I looked down, and saw the head of my cock pressing against the underside of Rosa's large, round belly. Grasping it, I directed it upwards, circling around Rosa's strained belly button, eager to finally pop under the gradual expansion of excess calories and growing baby.

"Oh, fuck. I can't, Rosa."

As Rosa realised my immense desire for her, her self-consciousness vanished. "Come, baby. Come on my belly."

"Oh god."

Rosa clasped my raging hot dick and teased it, rubbing the sensitive shaft against her soft, exposed skin. I groaned.

"Rosa, I'm gonna.."

"Uh huh."

With a gasp, I spurted my semen onto Rosa's belly, a hot stream of white fluid, pooling into the folds of her stretched skin, sliding over the smooth curve.

"Uhhhhh."

Rosa giggled as I slumped, spent. She pulled me in for a long kiss.

"Such a messy boy."

"Yeah. Sorry for being such a needy pain in the ass." 

"David, don't worry about it."

I was still leaning against her. I rubbed her belly affectionately, my fingers smearing the warm cum into her skin. Rosa sighed.

"How about we leave early?" 

"Fine with me." 

"OK. But Dave, we gotta do the thing..."

"Huh?"

"My parents. We have to tell my parents." 

"About..."

"That you're my... boyfriend now."

"Yeah..yeah."

Rosa ran a Kleenex over her bump, pulled her sundress back down and climbed out of the car.

"Let's go."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes. I want them to know, David. I don't care anymore."

"Oh. Okay."

Rosa held out her hand, and I grasped it.

Together, we approached the picnic.
—--
After a half-hour of awkward, forced conversation and the consumption of a few beers, we headed back to the car. Rosa had a takeaway bag of food in her hand.

"We did it, Dave. No more sneaking around. Just the way I like it."

I smiled. "Rosa, you're nuts."

Rosa put a hand on her stomach. "Maybe. But you're a perv. So we’re even.”

Rosa dragged a tired, indignant Nathalie back to her parked car. After helping her load Nathalie into the car seat, I collapsed in the front passenger seat. Too much sun, Mexican food and Corona. Rosa sat down next to me, her body heaving and shifting. She again placed a hand on her belly, as the baby shifted inside her. Rosa smiled, completely happy.

"Dave, can you believe this? We're together now."

"Yeah. I can't believe it."

"What, are you disappointed or something?"

"No. I just never thought it would happen."

"Why not? I mean, look at me. You got lucky, didn't you?"

I laughed. "Rosa. That's not it. It's not about how you look."

"Then what is it about, Dave? Because sometimes I wonder. Not everything in a relationship is about sex.”

“I know. Don’t be paranoid, please. I like everything about you, Rosa.” 

I glanced one last time at Rosa before looking out my window. Two months left. It was then that I realised that I really didn’t want this, and I was going to make the absolutely awful decision to duck and dive out of this. Somehow.
I scrolled through Instagram. Rosa had posted a photo of us at the reunion. I smiled a little bit at the dollop of salsa on Rosa’s dress, that she had attempted to dab out earlier. Rosa looked happy in the photo as I feigned a smile beside her. She looked completely comfortable and secure in herself, even flaunting a little bit the fullness of her figure by arching her back and placing a hand on her expectant belly. 

I’m a fat, fertile bitch, and I don’t care who knows. I like breeding and eating and getting bigger each time round. 

I thought about how half an hour before this photo, I was cumming all over that belly that she was proudly showing off to the world. 


As if God was listening to me, a message request dropped into my Instagram mailbox. 

It was… Josh. 
I didn’t dare read it now. I stared out the car window as the sun set and we cruised back downtown. 

Trashy Pregnant Hispanic Girls

[Part 7]

—--
"Oh, David. Mmmm."

"Oh fuck, Rosa."

Rosa was sitting on top of me, her naked, voluptuous body, glowing and sweaty in the lamplight, her swollen breasts bouncing and jiggling, her pregnant belly resting on my lower torso, her thighs spread apart, her thick, dark hair sticking to her neck and shoulders.

I couldn't believe my eyes. This was Rosa. The same Rosa who I'd met over two years ago and was now, my girlfriend. She was almost completely unrecognisable from when I first met her at Salvador’s porch party. I watched in amazement as she bounced up and down on my cock, her breasts swinging, her heavy belly shaking and heaving as she worked herself up and down. I couldn't help but reach out and grab her, her round, heavy breasts, her huge, pregnant belly, the fleshy rolls around her hips, her plump, round buttocks.

"Mmmm, Dave. You like fucking me?"

"Yes."

"Tell me how much you like it."

"Rosa, fuck."

"David. Tell me. Tell me you love me."

"Oh, Rosa. I love you. I love fucking you."

"Tell me you love my big, fat belly. Tell me how much you want me to get bigger."

"Rosa. Yes. You're so big and beautiful. I can't believe you're mine."

"Oh, yes, David. Yes."

"Mmmm. Rosa. I'm gonna cum."

 It was a Tuesday night, and I had swung by Rosa’s apartment after my shift. It was a hot August night, and Rosa’s apartment lacked air conditioning. After fucking,  Rosa sat on the bed naked, drenched in sweat. Her heavy, full pregnant belly rested on her spreading thighs, as she struggled to catch her breath.

"Oof, David... I am getting too big... to do anything. Soon I will just lay here day and night while you feed and fuck me. Your perfect woman.”

"Don't worry, babe. I'll help you with everything. And soon, you won't be able to move, and you will just sit in bed all day, my 300 pound baby mama.” 

Rosa laughed, and rolled over towards me. "You think I'm close to 300 pounds now?"

"Well, no. But it's a fantasy."

"Mmm. You are such a pervert, David. How did I ever find a guy like you?"

I smiled. "I don't know."

I kissed Rosa, and placed my hand on her enormous belly.

"You look amazing.”

Rosa looked a little sad.

"But... after the baby comes... will you still love my body?” 

"Of course." I said that, but I didn’t know if it was the truth. I felt a little gross inside.

"Really? But what are we going to do after the baby's born to... keep the fire going, you know?"

"Hmm. Well, I guess we'll just have to have another one."

"What?"

"A third baby. Mine.” 

Rosa faked indignancy. “Oh? You think that’s gonna happen, eh? Maybe I’m satisfied with two.”

I tapped her shoulder. “You liar. You told me you wanted five!” 

Rosa closed her eyes. "Oh, Jesus, David."

She pulled me closer, and we fell asleep in each other's arms.

I woke up early, about 6:30. Rosa was up, naked, pulling out clothes for the day from her dresser. As she pondered what to wear, she felt  all over her constantly expanding body, prodding her large, full belly, heavy with the baby and last night’s take-out, her tits, which hung heavily on the top of her belly. Her upper thighs and ass, meaty and full, looked delicious in the morning light streaming through the crack in the curtains. Rosa flipped her long black hair and put her hands on her hips and sighed. 

"Good morning, babe." I said. 

"Oh, good morning, David. I was just... figuring out what to wear.”

"I can tell."

I smiled and stood up from the bed, and approached Rosa from behind, wrapping my arms around her round middle. I kissed her neck. Horny again. Damn. 

"Soon.. I won't be able to get my arms all the way around you, my little gordita."

"Oh, stop. I shouldn’t have taught you that word."

“What’s the plan for today?”

“Believe it or not, Carina is stopping by.”

“Huh? Really?”

“Really. She is actually my friend, David. And she’s never in town anymore, so… I told her to come by.”

“Alright. Suit yourself. I’m gonna shower and get to work.” 

As the water in the shower heated up in Rosa’s tiny bathroom, I decided to torture myself and finally look at Josh’s message, sitting unanswered for three and half days. 

I clicked on his name and read his message.

“Hi Dave. Sorry to bother you. I know this is weird but can we talk?”

I sighed. What did he want? Was it a threat? Should I respond or ignore? Fuck.

I showered quickly, dressed and stepped back into Rosa's bedroom, where she was standing, staring out the small window to the street. 

"Rosa. Are you okay?"

"Hmm? Oh, yeah. I'm just planning the day in my head.”

"Worried about Carina?” 

“Maybe a bit.” 

"Well, text me later on how it went."

"Bye, David."

I shut the apartment door behind me, and headed down the stairs to my car.
—--
The work day ended and I drove the short distance to the neighbourhood gas station. A small blue hatchback pulled up alongside me, and I immediately recognised the driver: Carina.

Fuck. 

She must be leaving Rosa’s place after her visit. 

I pretended not to notice her and stepped out of my car and began pumping gas. After a moment, I saw her approaching me.

"Dave, right?"

"Uh, hi. Yeah. You're Carina?"

"That's me."

"Rosa's cousin."

"Yep."

"How's it going?"

"It's going good. I was just visiting Rosa. She mentioned you worked in the neighbourhood.” 

"Cool. She said you were stopping by."

"Yeah. Look, can we go somewhere and talk? Like, grab a coffee or something?"

I shrugged. "Uh, OK. There's a McDonald’'s a couple blocks away."

"Awesome."

"Let's go."

We drove over, parked and sat in the outdoor seating.

"So. You and Rosa, huh?"

"Uh, yeah. I guess."

"Rosa told me you’re still not living together.”

"Not yet.”

"Not yet? Really? She’s almost due. You’re not going to move in to help with the baby?”

I took a breath.

“We’re taking it slow. I mean, we've known each other for a while, but we just started dating. Because Josh was still in the picture. Her ex.” 

"Uh-huh. Sure. You started dating an 8-month pregnant girl, pregnant with another guy's kid?" 

Carina was not holding back. I didn't blame her. I was an asshole.

"...Yeah."

"Look. I don't really know you, David. But I do know Rosa, and she's a great girl. So, let me tell you a couple things."

"Okay. Fine."

"First off. I respect you for wanting to take things slow, but you can’t fool around. You have no idea how hard she's had it. Rosa is a good, honest, hardworking girl, and she deserves someone who is going to take care of her. So, if you aren't ready for that, get out."

"I know. I'm... committed."

"And secondly, this pregnancy thing is getting out of hand. Look, I know women get… bigger during pregnancy, but this baby is taking over her life. She's getting really big, and it's not just baby. I was gossiping with her mother. We all see it happening. I know she doesn't want to hear it from me, and I don't mean to offend, but this is really bad for her."

"What do you mean?" I feigned ignorance.

"The way she eats, David. Her appetite. The amount she’s gained. It's unhealthy, and it's getting out of control. Look, maybe it's just the stress, I don't know. But we’ve noticed. And a boyfriend has to step up.”

“OK.”

“Will you say something to her?” 

I drew a breath in. "I don't really care, Carina." 

Carina shook her head.

"Wow, dude. That's some real honesty. You don't care that she's not looking after herself?" 

I shrugged. "No. It’s not that. I know you don't understand, but we're good with the way things are. I like it, and she likes it."

Carina narrowed her eyes, catching on to my little confession.

"Uh-huh. Sure. Whatever."

"Listen, Carina. I don't know if Rosa's told you anything, but…” I trailed off. 

"What do you mean?” Carina smirked. She knew.

"Yeah. We're into some weird stuff. I guess."

"Like a fetish or something?"

"Something like that. But, you know. She wants it. And I'm okay with it."

"Hmm. Okay. Interesting." Carina was not smiling, and her face was unreadable.

"So... how did this all start? I am really interested."

"Well, when I met Rosa, she was already... like she is. I was surprised, but I was into it."

“Was this with Nathalie?"

"Yeah. But when she was born we called it off. Josh was too involved again.”

“And… you found out she was pregnant with the second, you guys started up again. Do you like women when they’re…”

“Yeah. I do. But actually, she came back to me. The sex was so amazing and she knew I liked it. And Josh wouldn't touch her then. He was too weirded out. So.. it was hard for her to resist hooking up again, I guess. I know you don't understand.” 

Carina nodded, and stood up, gathering her things.

"Thanks for meeting me, David. And remember, I have an eye on you. I will find out if you're fucking with her, okay?"

"Yeah. I get it.”

"Adios."

I watched Carina's car disappear into the traffic.

"Holy shit," I whispered to myself.

I decided not to visit Rosa that evening after Carina’s emotional bulldozing. I arrived at my lonely dark apartment. It felt empty and lifeless. I microwaved a pizza and ate it while scrolling on my phone, then took off my work clothes and collapsed into bed in my boxers. There was a text from Rosa.

“You coming by tonight?”

“No. I’m not feeling well.” I lied. “How was your time with Carina?” 

“Good actually. It felt like old times. She kept pestering me, though.”

“About?”

“About my life. My future. The baby weight.” 

“Man, she’s something else.”

“Yeah, I know. Get some rest, cariño, see you tmrw maybe?”

“For sure. And send me something later. I got an itch I need to scratch, if you get my drift.”

“Haha. I am taking a bath after I put Nathalie down. I will send you something.”

“Thanks babe.”

I opened Instagram and stared at Josh’s message. I was finally going to reply.

“Hey, Josh. What’s up.” 

After 30 minutes of deliberating, I hit send.

Ten minutes later, a response.

"David. Can I call you and talk?"

"About what?"

"It's important."

"Josh, is everything alright?

"Yeah. But... Can I call you?”

"Sure."

The phone rang, and I picked up. A void in my stomach opened up.

"Hi."

"Hey, Dave. Um, thanks for picking up."

"Sure, man. What's up?"

"Hey. Uh... I wanna just say I know this is weird, but I don't have any bad feelings about you. Rosa tells me you're a good guy."

"OK. Thanks." 

"I'm not mad, seriously. By the end, we had basically given up, anyway. We were both cheating on each other, trying to make it work for Nathalie and the baby, but I think we were delusional."

"Yeah." My responses were wooden and awkward. Clearly Josh had thought about what to say for a long time. 

"But anyways, I got a question for you and I just want an honest answer. Is the baby... yours? When did you start seeing Rosa."

"Huh? Not that long ago. Like, 3 months. So no, the baby isn't mine."

"You sure?"

"Positive, Josh."

Josh was silent for a few moments.

"She told me the baby was yours. That's why I left the apartment. I had no reason to stay anymore."

"What?!" I sat up in bed, incredulous. 

Josh cleared his throat. "But now I know why she said that. She wanted me out." 

I too was silent for a few moments. 

"Yeah. So she lied to get rid of you. You mad?"

"No. Not really. But I got a big favour to ask you."

"Sure."

"If it’s my kid… Don't come to the birth. I want to be there."

"Josh, I dunno if she'll like that.." I couldn't believe what was happening. A beautiful opportunity to cut and run. I bounced on my bed a little in excitement. 

"Yeah, but we'll cross that bridge. I have a right, I think."

"Yeah, I suppose."

"Thanks for listening, man. This is so crazy, eh?"

"Yeah."

"Take care."

"Bye, Josh."

"Bye, Dave."

The call ended, and I lay on my bed in complete disbelief. I was about to text Rosa to goad her into a confession, but a video file dropped in my texts. Her dirty bath time. Without thought I opened it up and pulled down my boxers. 

Rosa's phone was shakily placed on her sink countertop, a perfect view as she lounged gloriously naked in her bathtub.
Rosa was whispering to the camera, telling me how horny she was. Her breasts had grown so large that they were sticking out of the water, the nipples large and brown. I could barely see her belly under the water.
Rosa's fingers travelled down her body, teasing herself between her legs.

"Mmm, David. I wish this was your dick.”

Rosa lifted one of her heavy, swollen breasts, and pressed her erect nipple against her mouth.

"Ugh. I am so pregnant and horny. I need your cock, David." 

I watched, completely turned on, stroking myself.

"Ugh, Dave, I’m so big, and it’s all your fault. Look at this belly. Ugh."

Rosa ran her hands over her rounded stomach, her skin wet and glistening. She squeezed her large, round buttocks together, and giggled.

"Look at all this fat. It's all your fault, David."

Rosa began moaning louder.

"Mmmm, oh, David, it feels so good. Mmmmm."

She was close, and I was right there with her.

"Oh, fuck, David. Fill me up. I'm gonna have your baby."

Rosa closed her eyes and shuddered, and I shot my load onto the sheets, moaning, unable to keep my eyes off Rosa's belly, her breasts, her full hips and thighs.

I was a mess, a huge ball of guilt and shame.

I have that feeling that eventually David & Josh will wind up double teaming Rosa before she pops.