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while the other girls were out riding horses, I was riding his cock, moaning with pleasure. When they were out learning to tie knots, he had my hands tied to the bed head and my ankles over his shoulders.

Camp only went for two and a half months, but that was enough time for my hips and tits to outgrow most of my clothing. He thought it was so funny to see my struggle with my jeans.

It sticks so far out in front of you; there are precious few directions that you can look where your rounded middle does not encroach on your view. Reaching for things on high shelves was never easy, but with this pregnant belly in the way, it becomes nigh impossible. Even just crossing the room comes with a signature waddle, one hand on the small of your back, making the short trip from the couch to the kitchen and back all the more embarrassing. The weight is constant, even when seated, actively pinning you down and threatening to keep you there permanently, rendering you helpless and immobile. Trying to rock yourself up onto your feet allows you to feel just how round it is.

And there are other changes, too. Your breasts have never been larger and their aching is near constant. You can feel them swelling, getting ready to feed the child growing inside you. You haven't yet begun to leak so, day by day, you feel the tightness grow, wondering how much pressure your tits can withstand before milk begins to drip from your nipples. Even those have changed, darkening, thickening, becoming more sensitive. The temptation, the morbid curiosity to suckle on them yourself or at least make an attempt, grows by the day as well.

Pregnancy cravings have also introduced a layer of fat to your entire body, thickening what was there before and making you look softer than you've ever been. You can feel the flab settle in your hips, already widened by the reshaping of your pelvis, as well as your ass. It covers your belly in a protective layer, encouraging further the growth of your breasts. It even finds its way to embarrassing places such as the underside of your chin or the growing pad just above the slit whose needs put you in this mess in the first place.

When you stand in front of the mirror, you don't recognize the person that looks back at you. That must be someone else. Someone whose skin is marred with the signs of growth, carrying the promises of more. Someone whose appetite has made them softer, rounder, heavier. Someone whose hormones have forced their hips to widen, their tits to grow and swell, their middle to bloat with child. It's always staggering when you look down at yourself, hand on your belly, and face the reality of what you've become. Your old body is never coming back. What, will you go to the gym with a newborn to take care of? Once you have someone to feed, the demand will only encourage more milk and require larger breasts to hold it all. Your hips have widened down to the bone. This is who you are now. At a glance, everyone will know: you are a mother.

Pregnant bellies that get in the way of your legs closing when you sit down

Pregnant bellies that get in the way of your legs closing when you sit down and force you to lean back because otherwise you can’t breath

Pregnant bellies that are long and shoot out forward when you sit down

Pregnant bellies that a huge and round like a beach ball

Pregnant bellies that pop out of your midsection like a beach ball when you sit down

Pregnant bellies that are early and starting to show a little crease where your belly meets your hips

Pregnant bellies where the belly button is at the top of the belly

Pregnant bellies where the belly button is at the bottom where the underbelly starts

Pregnant bellies that look flat when lying down and spill out when you stand

Pregnant bellies that give you a particularly pronounced waddle

Pregnant bellies that make you take deep breaths more often

Pregnant bellies that make it tiring to do anything in your body

Pregnant bellies that have gotten big enough that it’s clearly a struggle to bend over or get up

Pregnant bellies that just completely take over your body

Pregnant bellies that look like they are just spilling out of your body

Pregnant bellies that make it too big for you to drive

Pregnant bellies that make it awkward for you to do anything on a counter top

Pregnant bellies that have outgrown you and your partners clothes

Pregnant bellies where the belly button has popped out

Pregnant bellies that shake when you laugh

Pregnant bellies that have stretch marks

Pregnant bellies that give you wider hips

Pregnant bellies that look much further along then they are

Ruby Moore/IQ Loss Ao3 Link

Ruby Moore had always wanted to help people. She'd been a bit aimless with exactly how she planned to do that for a while, until Eros Bay started having honest to god superheroes. Then she knew that she just had to be one of them.

The dean at the university must've noticed her enthusiasm in that regard, because when she'd been developing a way to give people superpowers, Ruby had been one of the first people she'd asked to be a test subject.

Ruby had been assured it was completely safe, but it wasn't really possible to figure out what powers she'd get beforehand. There was just a unique sort of energy in Eros Bay that permeated the whole city, and the dean had made a chamber in which somebody could be subjected to a much higher dose of that energy, which would cause them to become something a bit more than human.

Ruby couldn't agree fast enough, and soom found herself with superpowers. Although…they really weren't the most helpful for crimefighting. She developed mental powers, allowing rather limited telekinesis, as well as the ability to push thoughts into somebody else's head, in a way that could make them think they were their own thoughts.

The drawback was that Ruby found her own mind was softer, too. Specifically when it came to her ass being played with. If somebody spanked her and said something afterwards, it would burn into her mind as a command, although it would wear off in a couple hours, but if somebody fucked her ass, anything they said while they did so would remain in her head for much longer

Which sucked, because she had a great ass, meaning people often spanked her, and she'd always loved anal.

The official superhero team refused to let her join them, saying her powers were more of a detriment to her than a benefit, but she wasn't one to let that stop her. She trained up in using a staff to fight with, and how to use her telekinesis with that staff, and spent her nights putting a stop to petty crime (not that there typically was a lot of that in Eros Bay). She just had to try her best to avoid letting the official superheroes notice her, too.

Ruby was wandering around the city one night, trying to find crime to stop, while also trying to avoid the official crimefighters, when she suddenly felt a hand slapping her ass, and her mind got fuzzy like it usually did.

"You should head home, nothing's really happening tonight," came a voice, and Ruby glanced over at the source. One of the Parcer bots, which doubled as free use fucktoys for the citizens of Eros Bay (who needed to use an app to claim time with them), while also existing to respond to emergencies. Ruby knew this one was no doubt currently under the control of Lady Eros, the lead hero of Eros Bay, who could easily access any of the bots remotely.

But the words echoed in her mind. She should head home. Nothing was going to happen tonight…

"N-not fair…" she mumbled, as the bot slapped her ass again.

"Go have some fun, Ruby. Don't worry about petty criminals. We'll have a chat another day about finding you something better to do, okay?" the bot said.

"Yes, ma'am…" Ruby mumbled, struggling to fight the commands, but knowing it was no use. Even if she did fight it, the bot would just slap her ass again…

But this time, she was told to go have some fun. After she stored her makeshift costume and staff back home, she didn't stay in her apartment for long…instead heading a few floors up to where one of her neighbours lived. A man she knew would be more than happy to have some fun with her, judging by the times he'd made comments about how sexy he thought she was…