This choice: Jackie cuts her afternoon classes and hurries home. • Go Back...Chapter #8Jackie cuts her afternoon classes by: Unknown After letting her sit for a few more minutes, the nurse sent Jackie away with a sympathetic smile and a pamphlet on support services for teenage mothers. She had been too busy focusing on walking with the extra weight around her middle to grasp the meaning behind this, but it clicked as she walked past a window and caught sight of her reflection. She really did look pregnant, and a good few months along at that. Her belly had the same round tautness to it, bulging out from under her shirt and pushing out over the waistband of her shorts.
"Oh my gosh." She breathed, placing a hand on her stomach, gently inserting a finger into her belly button, which had deepened considerably. It was impossible, it was like something out of her wildest dreams. Almost without thinking, she began to slide her hand from her stomach down the front of her shorts. Once again the school bell brought her back to her senses, and she cursed before hurrying back towards the gym, placing a bracing hand on her back as she had seen pregnant women do before.
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Luckily for Jackie the locker room had already emptied by the time she got there, and she managed to slip inside unnoticed. Without wasting time, she stripped down to her underwear, bundling up her gym clothes and stuffing them back in her locker. She pulled on her pants, and struggled to zip them up underneath her swollen belly. Her paisley blouse was even worse, and she had to leave the last three buttons undone, leaving her very exposed and emphasising her bloated state. Her sweater helped a little, stretching down over her stomach, but still threatening to ride back up with every step.
Slamming her locker shut, she decided that there was no way she could go back to class. She couldn't let anyone else see her like this, Donna was bad enough. The locker room's back entrance left her close enough to the street, and conveniently close to a hole in the fence. It was a bit more of a squeeze than usual, constricting her water filled stomach in a way that wasn't quite painful, just uncomfortable. She hurried down the streets as stealthily as she could. It was lunchtime, so thankfully the streets of Point Place were largely deserted. She ducked down behind a car when she saw Kitty Forman across the street, but she was in a hurry and didn't even look Jackie's way. As she stood back up, Jackie licked her lips, her feeling of dry mouth already returning. 'Oh come on!' she thought angrily. 'How can I be thirsty again?'
By the time she reached her house and let herself in, the thirst was raging once again. Ignoring the fridge, she made straight for the kitchen sink. Without bothering with a glass, she wrapped her lips around the faucet and turned the taps. She let out a moan as the delicious liquid coursed down her throat, straight into her stomach. Pressed against the edge of the sink, she could actually feel her belly growing with each gulp, expanding like a water balloon. She grew more and more excited, and as her swelling gut pushed down her zipper, she took it as an invitation.
Sliding her fingers inside herself, she knew she was more aroused than she had ever been before, each touch sending shivers of pleasure through her entire body. As the other hand massaged her turgid stomach, she brought herself to the edge of orgasm. Unable to take anymore, she pulled away from the faucet, collapsing back and letting out a squeal as she finally came. She lay back on the cool tiled floor for a few minutes, unsure whether the gurgling sound was coming from the sink or her own body.
Examining her body now, she saw the effects of her indulgence. Her belly had gone past pregnant, now looking more like she had swallowed a small beach ball. She struggled to her feet with an audible sloshing sound and , reaching around her stomach, rinsed off her hands, before turning off the taps.
It was only then that she remembered something, her eyes widening. After a few seconds pause, she called out tentatively.
"Mom? Are you home?"
There was no reply, and Jackie noticed that her mom's car keys were missing from the hook by the door. She let out a sigh of relief, but then panicked again. What was she going to do? Someone was going to notice her massive belly eventually. She had to get rid of it.
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