For as massive as her belly was getting, everything else was racing past that. She hadn’t seen her feet in weeks and not because of her tummy, and everyday the gap between her thighs shrank. If not for her hips getting so wide, or her gait being such a waddle, they’d rub constantly. It somehow even got to her face, plumping her cheeks and lips out.
Alyssa and Julie knelt on either side of her on the bed, kissing her cheeks as their hands lifted her maternity dress. It was just about the only thing that fit comfortably anymore. Their fingers found her sides of her belly, playing with the stretch marks. None of them were new, thank god, but it didn’t make her any happier.
“Don’t think about that,” Alyssa said, breath caressing Lindsey’s neck, “Focus on us. On the moment.”
“Why’re you two like this?” The fecund woman groaned, leaning her head back so they had full access to her throat. They latched on like a pair of vampires, sucking hard to leave their mark, while palming her belly even harder.
“You can’t blame us,” Julie cooed, sinking lower to tease the top of her mons, “How are we supposed to act when you’re just so sexy?”
Lindsey could only let a moan out in response.