emptyhead424: This story is the continuation of a previous tale, which you can find here. Read it fi
emptyhead424: This story is the continuation of a previous tale, which you can find here. Read it first. It will make this make more sense.Danielle and I kept in fairly regular touch after my Summer staying with her on the cape. Yes, we’d bonded over our mutual pregnancy kink, but we’d become good friends as well. So I was very happy for her personally when she told me she and her husband Mike were going to have another baby. Of course, she’d asked me as soon as she found out she was pregnant if I’d be coming back to the cape to work on another show. It was a few weeks later that my agent reached out with an offer from the Theatre up there to come back for the Summer. I said I’d gladly accept.Once we’d squared away the paperwork, I reached out to Danielle to let her know I’d be coming back up. I’d be around in July and August, which, just like last time, right smack in the middle of her 8th and 9th month of pregnancy. “YAY!” Danielle said when I told her I’d be coming back. “I’m SO looking forward to hanging out with you again!”“I am as well,” I replied. “Looking forward to some more late-night swimming too!”“Well, I’ve got a little surprise that will make you look forward to it even more,” she said.“What’s that?”“Well, I went to the doctor for a checkup a couple of days ago, and it turns out I’m having twins!”“Really?” I said. “That’s amazing!”“Right? It’s crazy! Swear my heart jumped ten feet when she told me!”“You and Mike must be really excited.”“We are! I mean, it’ll be kind of crazy having FOUR children running around, especially since Tyler is a real mischief maker and Carly is starting to follow in his footsteps, but we’ll manage.”“You two are a good parenting team.”“Haha! Yeah! We are. But, you know…right now I’m more looking forward to seeing what this pregnancy does to me.”“I’m sure! You’ll be a real sight to see by time I get up to you.”“OMG, can you imagine how huge I’ll be then? 8 months with twins! And you remember how huge my belly was with Carly.”I was getting hard just thinking about what she’d look like. I still had the sense memory of her belly. Firm, and yet soft at the same time. I looked at some old photos she’d sent me from her last pregnancy. I wondered what that big, round belly would look like this time around.***The Spring came and went and kind of flew by. Danielle and I continued to speak regularly. She would excitedly update me on her pregnancy, which by all accounts was going wonderfully well for a twin pregnancy. For someone who would tell me “I’m a veteran at carrying baby bumps,” that was no surprise. She sent photos constantly so I was up to speed on how she looked. She started getting a little bump at around 15 weeks and she said she could feel a baby–she wasn’t sure which one–moving at around 17 weeks. By 20 weeks she was pretty obviously pregnant. She was having two girls, which she took a great amount of delight in as it meant Mike and her son would be outnumbered. By this point, she began to get substantially larger week-by-week. By time she hit 25 weeks, she began to look like she was almost due. Yes, that was because she was having twins. But it didn’t help (or perhaps it did) that she was so short and even pregnant with one, her belly had no way to grow but out. With twins, she was becoming absolutely massive. It was the beginning of June when I got my housing assignment from the Theatre for the Summer. I was dismayed to see that I wasn’t going to be staying with Danielle and Mike, but instead another couple. I spoke to Danielle later that evening and told her.“Rats–that’s a shame!” she said. “But they’re our neighbors. You met her the last time you were here–in fact they live in the house behind ours so you can always wave hello.”“Well, that’s all right then.” I said.“Besides, I’m sure we’ll be seeing plenty of each other anyway,” she said. “Very true. So who is staying with you guys?”“Her name is Rebecca–she’s an actress. I thought you might know each other, she lives in New York as well. Actually, she stayed with us last Summer. Do you know her?”Her name rang a bell, but I didn’t know where from. Either way, I didn’t know her. “She’s a sweetheart–and she’s really cute too. I think you’d like her.”“Well, I’m sure she’s a lovely actress…”“No, I mean you’d like her!”I paused.“Are you going to try and set me up with someone?”“I’m not not going to try!”Sigh. ***Finally, July came around and I headed off for the Cape. Train, then bus, then I was picked up by Marcia, my host. She was around Danielle’s age but she and her husband Paul didn’t have any kids. She seemed to be a real Theatre buff.“We’re so glad you’re back here,” she said. “People are still talking about that show you directed two years ago.”“Really?” I said. “I’m flattered.”“Oh, yes! And you stayed with our neighbors, Danielle and Mike, and they told us you’re a great houseguest.”“Haha–I do my best!”“Well, Danielle really raved about you. If I didn’t know better I’d think she had the hots for you a little bit.”“Nah, I doubt it,” I replied, coyly. “We’re friends, though. Besides, I know she and Mike are expecting again.”“Oh my goodness, you wouldn’t believe it,” Marcia said. “She’s having twins and she looks like she’s about 12 months pregnant. She’s not due until early September. Poor girl!”“Pregnancy doesn’t seem to slow her down though.”“No, no it doesn’t! In fact, they invited us over after dinner this evening for a little welcome gathering.”“I know, she told me. That’s very nice of them, and it’ll be wonderful to see them again.”We got to the house and Marcia showed me to my room. It was upstairs in their attic, or at least it was an attic that had been converted into a guest space. It was spacious, if a bit low in the ceiling. The bed was up against a window which overlooked their back yard, and over a fence into Danielle and Mike’s backyard. There didn’t seem to be anyone around at the moment. Marcia had laid out everything for me, sheets, blankets, towels, pretty much anything I’d needed. She told me to make myself comfortable and she’d check on me in a bit.***After dinner, we went over to Danielle and Mike’s. The fence separating the two backyards had a little door and we simply walked through and into their backyard and around the pool. My heart was racing a bit over seeing Danielle and how she looked, now that she was 30 weeks pregnant with twins. She could send me all the photos she wanted, but really, nothing prepares you for what you see in person. We came to the door and before I could even knock, Danielle popped open the door and gave me a huge hug.“Hey you!!” she screamed, “Come here! You look fantastic! It’s so good to see you!”I could only laugh nervously. I was still pounding inside and all I could feel when she hugged me was her belly pressing against my pelvis. She let go and then threw her arms out to her sides.“Ta da!” she said. “So? Am I pregnant enough??”I had to do a double take from looking at her. I remembered her being very large the last time I saw her. This…This was something else.Her short, curvy little frame had more or less remained the same, except that this time, her belly just dominated the rest of her. She seemed to be about as large, give or take, as she was when I last saw her, and that was 38 weeks with one baby. I thought she looked like she swallowed a large pumpkin then. Now…She swallowed a watermelon? Two watermelons? At that point, I realized I’d spent too much time staring at her.“Well???” she said with a laugh, “Am I, or did my belly just break you?”“Pregnant enough? I’m not sure. Maybe ask me again in a few weeks.”“I’ll ask you that plenty this summer,” she said. She was wearing her usual ensemble of a too-tight white tank top that bordered on the edge of see-through and some gym shorts, which I think she more or less lived in when she was pregnant. Mike came into the kitchen and gave me a hug, and then went back to chasing their two kids around. “Hold on, I’ll go get Rebecca,” Danielle said as she waddled off. She came back about a minute later, followed by Rebecca. I’d done a double take when I saw Danielle. I about did a triple take when I saw Rebecca.Rebecca…how could I describe her? She wasn’t pregnant herself, but she certainly had a body built to bear children. She had long, dark hair that fell softly off her head and cascaded past her shoulders in wavy curls. Thick, horn-rimmed glasses around soft hazel eyes. A round face that bore a smile that could make you cream in your pants. And that was before I looked down at the rest of her body, which was thick, yet refined, with large breasts and hips that appeared to stick out for days. She smiled at me and said hello, then took my hand and shook it vigorously. She was about as tall as Danielle, and about as energetic as well. I could see why Danielle thought we’d get along. After sitting with them for about half an hour, you would have thought they were sisters. After a while, I’d gotten up and excused myself to use the bathroom. My mind was a bit of a jumble of thoughts, between Danielle and her enormous pregnant belly, and Rebecca, whom I was completely starstruck by. I relieved myself and then stood over the mirror. I slapped my face and splashed some water on myself. When I came out, Danielle was standing in the hallway.“Hiya!” she said. “Hey there.”“Time for you to feel this belly,” she said as she took my hands and put them on her. We stood there and smiled at each other as I let my hands roam around her belly in the darkness of the hallway. She felt much different this time around; where last time her belly had a bit of softness to it, this time it was much tighter, with very little give. It felt as though I was palming a basketball, except if the basketball was triple the size of a regular basketball. It was mesmerizing. “Did you miss this?” she asked me. “I’ve been looking forward to letting you put your hands on me.”“I sure did…and I’ve been looking forward to this as much as you have.”“Here, I’ll show you where they are,” she said as she lifted up her shirt. Her belly appeared even larger uncovered, with her little knot of a belly button poking out in the middle and pink stretch marks creeping upward from underneath her belly. She took my hand and placed it on the right side of her belly, sort of upwards towards her ribs. “That’s Baby A. She’s breech right now but we’re hoping she flips.” she said. “She seems to be a little more active.” I could feel the baby rolling around.“You must be much more sensitive to all the movement this time,” I said.“Like you wouldn’t believe! You know, when I was pregnant with Tyler and Carly and they would move around, I’d feel it, but only in those last few weeks did it really start to get uncomfortable. You remember, sometimes Carly would feel like she was going to bust right out of my belly!”“And this time?”“This time…WHOOO! This one up here, She seems to knock into my ribs a lot.” She took my hand and moved it down to her lower left.“Baby B, over here, she’s a little more chill, but not really. Because when she moves, she’s right up front…” she said as she moved my hand around the front of her belly, next to her belly button, “and when she starts bopping around it’s like I swear I’m going to split open and lose all my stuffing!”“Wow…must be intense.”“It is. I love this so much. My doctor tells me I should try to get to 38 weeks, so hopefully they stay in there…right now they’re just gaining weight and prepping to be born…but if I look like this now, just think about how big I’ll be in a few weeks!”“Well, I’m glad I’ll be around to see it!”“Me too! We’ll have some more pool parties, and you know, you’re always welcome to pop over and use the pool. Particularly at night,” she said with a wink.At that point, I was totally busted and she knew it…and she liked it too. “Whaddaya say we rejoin the party?” she said. She turned around, then stopped and turned back.“Oh, wait!” she said. “So, Rebecca!”“What about her?”“What do you think? She’s a cutie, right?”“Yeah, but…”“You know, she’s single.”“OK…”“She’s also a lot of fun…and don’t you think she’d look fantastic pregnant?”“Are you trying to pimp me out to her?”“Well, if I’m playing matchmaker here, so be it. But I know you and I know her, and I bet by the end of the Summer you two…”She tailed off, a devilish grin on her face.***The remainder of the evening flew by and before we knew it, the clock was pushing midnight. Danielle kept intermittently rubbing her belly and glancing at me, and setting up little conversation starters for me to talk to Rebecca, so I got to learn a bit about her. She was from Philadelphia and had an MFA, and she was really well-spoken and knowledgeable. It seemed strange that working in the same business in the same city, we’d never crossed paths before. But we did have several common friends, and a few people she’d talked to that worked with me had spoken very highly of me. And Danielle seemed pretty determined to get us to hit it off. But there were six weeks for that to marinate. Marsha and I said our goodnights and went back to her house. I headed right upstairs to bed. I was exhausted and, once again, my mind was racing. Sure enough, I saw that familiar pool light pop on about 30 minutes later. In spite of my being some distance away, I did have a clear view of the pool at Danielle’s house. But it wasn’t Danielle that came out. It was Rebecca. She was wearing a lavender one-piece bathing suit and jumped in the pool and started swimming laps. I watched her for a few minutes and let my mind wander. She really did tickle a number of my fancies when it came to women. But no, I thought. Keep it professional. We have to work together. In a mostly insular environment for the next six weeks. Oy vey. Then, the door to the house opened and Danielle waddled out. She was wearing the little green bikini she’d worn so often the last time I was here. Even from afar, she looked as though she could pop at any second. She glanced up at my window for a second and winked. Then she sat on the edge of the pool and dangled her legs in. Rebecca swam over to the side where she was sitting and they started talking. I couldn’t really hear what they were saying, but it seemed like a pretty involved discussion. Then, Rebecca reached over and started rubbing Danielle’s belly. And she was rubbing it with some intent. I could see her getting kind of starry-eyed while she had her hands on Danielle, and Danielle seemed to enjoy it as well. Rebecca leaned her head in and put her ear on Danielle’s belly, trying to listen to the babies, I suppose. Then, she went back to rubbing. I was kind of astonished. Was it possible Rebecca had that kink as well? That would be a fun little wrinkle, wouldn’t it?This was going to be a very, very interesting six weeks. ~To be Continued~(Thank you, once again, @dsbelly86 for all the ideas, inspiration and wonderful belly photos!) A-MAAAZ-ING!! -- source link
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