Now he slides his hand over my glistening full belly and it rests between my legs. My panties are wet and flimsy. My toes grip the bars on either side of the cage and I rest my head. I grip the bars hard with my hands and I wait for what I expect to come. Joshua rubs his hand sideways against my pussy, massaging my clit. I groan in time with the movement and my pelvis can’t stay still as he throttles me faster—harder….
He leans down to whisper to me through the bars. “I’ll see you tonight, Abby. Just hold on a little while longer.”
I nod, frantic. I can’t talk. My body is about to be rocked with orgasm and there are ten men behind Joshua that all want a turn with me. I’m like a ride. The most popular at the fair. It’s almost too bad it’s all about to end soon.
I groan as my belly tightens and my head rears back in pain. The carney rushes everyone off and readies another injection for me. “Please.” I whisper. “I don’t know how much bigger I can get. Just let them be born, I beg you. I’ll give you more. I promise.”
I wince as the needle slips into my belly. “Just a few more nights, sweetheart. I promise.”
But that’s what he’s been saying for the past six nights. One way or another, I have to get off the medicine. Those needles were going to kill me. I just had to pray that Joshua’s plan was going to work.
******
At night I’m allowed to wear a flimsy green nighty. It fights my belly taught, going translucent around my gigantic curves and stops right after my belly ends. But that’s all right with me. It allows my pussy to go free and I can rub it against the bars while I am supposed to be sleeping.
The carney puts a towel on top of my cage to give me privacy and scraps of my left over meal are left close enough for me to reach. But I feel too squashed inside to eat much over the last few days. The growing babies in my belly put a lot of pressure on me. Instead I stay on my side and my pelvis thrashes side to side. I’m desperate to get off as my babies kick me with such force that my bell jets out painfully.
I moan in pain and caress my mother load of a belly. It’s tender to the touch. I don’t know what I’m going to do with them once they are born, but I certainly wish I had never come to the fair.
“Abby?”
My eyes flutter open and I grip the bars with my hands. “Joshua?”
I hear the key click inside the lock of my cage. I can’t believe I am finally going to be free. I can’t even be excited by it even as Joshua swing my door open. I try to situp, but I can’t because of how heavy my belly is. I grip it and groan.
Joshua catches me before I fall backward onto the ground. His eyes lock with mine as he rubs my belly. His hands are gentle, but it still hurts. Every part of my body aches. “You’re so big. I can’t believe how amazing you feel.”
My lips quiver as they meet his. He kisses me with great force and our lips push into each other. Our teeth grate against each other and his hands caress my giant baby bump. “Get me out of here.” I whisper. “Please.”
He slips his arm around my waist and helps me stand. I swing an arm around his neck and with his help, we waddle over to the car. I lean against it as he opens the passenger door and slowly he helps me sit into it. I watch the carney’s trailer as Joshua hurries inside and starts the car up.
No contractions yet, but the twins are actively kicking and my knees fall outward. My back arches and my head rears backward to look at Joshua. We are peeling away from the carnival. I hope to never see this vile place again.
“Are they coming?” Joshua asks.
I shake my head. “Not yet. They’re so big. I’m afraid. Can we get to the hospital now? Just incase?”
Joshua’s jaw tenses. “You know what I said, Abby. You have to promise me. You’ll marry me? Before the babies are born?”
“Yes.” I bark out. “Please. You have to help me.”
“I will help you.” Joshua rubs my magic mound filled with babies. It’s stretched so tight now. “But first you marry me. You promise you’ll let me knock you up?”
I’d agree to anything. So I nod violently. “I’ll marry you right now.”
This is exactly what Joshua wants to hear. At the red light, we stop, and he can’t keep his lips off of me. I know how turned on he is and if I wasn’t as big as a whale, I’d let him take me right then and there.
But a sudden pressure builds up inside me. One hand grips the handrest and the other grips Joshua’s neck tight enough he calls out in pain.
My water breaks and suddenly a river of water cascades down my toned thighs right onto my bare feet. My mouth falls open as the contractions grow so strong, I can’t even talk. I hold my belly as Joshua steps on the gas as hard as he can.
****
The gurney I’m on is rolling down the hall fast. “Hurry! They’re coming now!” The nurse screams.
I grit my teeth and I can’t hold my body still. The contractions are right on top of each other. My knees are bent and I am ready to push, but everyone keeps telling me not to yet. Joshua too insists on marrying me before he’ll let me give birth.
“I need to push.” I groan and Joshua puts a hand on my shoulder and forces me from trying to sit up.
We head into the room and the priest is waiting for us. Quickly he announces himself.
My teeth grind together. “Make it fast.” My voice quivers and my back arches. I scream out in pain. One of the heads is coming. About to be born.
“Do you Abby…”
“Yes!” I scream.
“And do you, Joshua…”
“Yes.” Joshua says and I grab his shirt to pull him down into a kiss. Everything in me is screaming in pain, but when we kiss, I moan with pleasure. I murmur his name and his hands caress me. His hands glide down my body, over my giant ass belly and fall between my legs.
I quiver. I can’t believe what he’s about to do to me. I can’t even remember if the priest or doctors are still there as he beings to stroke my clit. He relaxes me and as my body tremors with a sweet orgasm, the first of my bastard child slides out of me.
“It’s a girl!” One of the nurses screams. “My word. She’s huge. So huge!”
I don’t say anything. I grip the headboard on the gurney and spread my legs open wider. It’s about to happen again. I glance over at Joshua. “Help me again, would you?”
Married Life
By the time I have the courage to contact my parents, the twins are six months old. Joshua and I have a nice life in a quiet town. I fear every day the carney will find us so I keep to myself. Life is quiet, but I am happy. Content.
I fold laundry in the basement. I’m dressed in a long white dress that tents out around my blossoming middle. Three months pregnant and already I am round and showing enough to get comments from strangers. Joshua wasted no time in knocking me up again, but that’s what he wanted. And what I promised. We have a long marriage filled with many pregnancies ahead, but I can’t care. He saved me. And I love him.
“The twins are asleep.” He comes up behind me and his warm hands caress my belly before they grip my hips. Bending me over the washing machine.
I hold onto the washer and spread my legs. My mouth falls open into an O shape as he slips passed my pussy. I moan and all I can think to say is, life can’t get much better than this.
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