It was morning, and Chuck was off work for the week, in preparation for childbirth. He was in the kitchen with bacon and eggs just coming off the stove. She came into the kitchen, a little blearyeyed. "Mmm, that smells great. I hope that you made a lot."
"I did, I know how hungry you've been." He turned around with a couple of breakfast plates for her. "Hah, that's pretty funny," he said, pointing at her belly sticking out from her bathrobe. "Where are the new robes that I got you?"
"I don't know, I couldn't bend over to look for it this morning. This was in the closet." She struggled in vain to pull it over her belly. "I feel different today, I think it's coming."
"Well, let me know if there's something that I can do. We've got the week. Sit down and have some breakfast."
After eating, she went upstairs for a shower.
"Hon, come here, would you please?"
He raced upstairs, expecting a ride to the hospital was in the immediate future. "What's the matter?"
She was in the bathroom, nude, and looking in the mirror. "Look at my belly! Does it look different to you?"
"Wow, ya, it's really low! Do you think that this means that you're going into labor?"
"I don't think so, but maybe."
Her belly had indeed dropped. It had dropped a couple of weeks ago as it was supposed to, but it was really dropped now. It was hanging from her like a large, heavy ball would suspended in a towel. A couple of months ago, her belly rose smoothly from her vagina at a gentle upward slope, rounding towards her belly button.
As her belly became heavier, it came out from her lower abdomen nearly horizontally for a few inches before it began the curved path toward her belly button. Now, it took a distinctly downward direction before rounding out and curving upward. Her belly button was now also lower than it had ever been, perhaps by as much as two inches! The top of her belly, which used to be rounded slightly above the bottom of her breasts, now descended from her breasts, without much rounding. When he looked at her from the front, the sideway bulge in her belly was lower, almost as low as her hips, and her belly hid her pubic hair!
"Let's make love now," she said! "This should be even more interesting now!" She giggled as she lay down on the bed. Her belly was clearly in the lead now, as she followed it down to the mattress. He laid down beside her, and pleased her with his fingers. She giggled again, and moved a little closer. "I can'tlay on my back too long, it's uncomfortable." Her belly stuck up about a foot above her breasts, and lopped to one side, so he could see how that'd be uncomfortable.
He got on top of her, but her low belly made it nearly impossible for him to get to her! "I think that you should be on top this time!"
"I don't know if I can get up," she laughed. She was once again off the bed, and he was lying down, waiting for her. She crawled across him, her belly the focus of their attention as she maneuvered it over his abdomen. She positioned herself over his dick, and slowly inserted it into her. Her belly was a huge orb in front of him, nearly obscuring any view of her breasts that he might otherwise have had. She leaned backwards against his knees, which he had up to support her. As they slowly stroked, her belly pressed into his chest in rhythm with her strokes, her bellybutton gently bobbing up and down. He was transfixed on her belly and the round, firm breasts peeking out from behind it.
She was pure woman to him. She was the perfect picture of a woman, belly full of child, large round, firm breasts brimming with nutrition for her kids, this was the peak womanhood.
As they climaxed together, which was a very gentle climax, given her condition, he thought he saw a droplet of milk fall from her right nipple!
"Whew, that was great," she said. That'll help bring on childbirth!
"I'll say,and it seems as though your boobs agree." She looked down.
"What do you mean?" "Look, right there, isn't that milk?"
"Oh, wow, it looks that way to me! I thought that my boobs felt different this morning!"
Three days later, Karen was packing a few last things for the hospital when Chuck came into the bedroom. "Hi, anything I can help with?"
"Nah, not really, just fine tuning my packing."
She was wearing sweatpants and the largest tshirt they had as WalMart. She figured that it'd fit one of those big construction guys who use jackhammers, but it was still tight around her belly.
He bra had been uncomfortably tight this morning, so she had decided to forgo it today.
She reconsidered his question. "Actually, ya, would you look at something for me?"
She moved her hands to her tshirt covered breast and cupped her hands around it to tighten the shirt around it, giving a formfit to the shirt around her breast. As she did, this, a little bit of milk soaked the shirt.
"Do you think this is normal? I mean, it's leaking, it hurts like hell, and it's huge!"
"I read that this is supposed to happen after birth, but maybe your body'sgot a head start. Let me feel." He was dying to feel it, and she knew it. He put his hands around her breasts and felt. They were as hard as rocks, and heavy too. "I'd say that you're engorged with milk!"
"Is that bad?"
"Well, it can be sometimes because it can reduce your milk output. You need to get rid of some of that."
"How? Oh wait, I know what you're thinking." "Ya, it's OK though, and it does need to be done."
"Well, are you hungry?"
"For that, you bet!"
She took off her shirt, exposing her tremendous breasts. Instead of being as they usually were, her breasts were sticking out directly from her body, supported by the huge amount of milk in them. Her breasts were nearly as firm, round, and as large as soccer balls! Instead of pointing directly out from her chest, they pointed slightly to the sides too. Her skin was stretched thin, even more so than her belly, and the veins of the breasts were visible through the thinning skin.
Once again, she cupped her hands around one of her breasts, and gave a gentle squeeze, in spite of the fact that it hurt. Milk squirted out, and onto Chuck'sshirt! He brought his mouth to her breasts, and almost immediately, warm milk poured into his mouth. "It's really sweet."
"I wish I could try it."
"We'll find a way."
She reclined on the bed, giving him access to her leaking breast. He suckled for about 10 minutes.
"Oh, thanks for that, it doesn'thurt anymore, but we have another problem," she said, looking at the other breast, which had begun leaking profusely. He got off the bed and went to the other side because her huge belly was like the wall of China – he couldn't reach the other side.
After draining her breasts, he was full, and she was also satisfied.
"I'm afraid that I'll need you to do that every few hours until I give birth," she said.
"I don't think that'll be a problem."