Wogolf

A pregnancy growth spurt is such an absurd concept but also just really hot. You have to ask yourself: What on earth would even bring about a pregnancy growth spurt? Maybe its caused by something you ate. Couldn't help yourself at the dinner table when so many delicious confections were lined up so carefully in front of you. Stuffing yourself silly with the fattiest of treats until you feel just about ready to pop. Once you're done, you think its over. That is until all those calories go directly into the gestation occurring within you. Feeling flushed and sweaty, your stomach hot to the touch, and you cant do anything but wait for it to stop growing. Maybe its caused by someone nearby. Those evil pregnancy hormones have the added consequence of making you horny in all hours of the day. That one hot coworker that at most would make your heart flutter before, now causing your insides to lurch. You try your best to control it, but there's not much you can do when they throw a compliment your way. Your legs start to get wobbly, and your already tight button up starts to strain even more. You lean on a wall for support as the office looks on in morbid curiosity. How will you ever live this down? Surging in size from a look thrown your way? Or finally, the most direct, classic method of fucking someone bigger. You know getting laid is the last thing you should be thinking about. That's exactly what got you into this situation. But in the newfound fog of your day to day life, its hard to keep your urges in check. You're unsurprised to find yourself getting railed to sate the primal hungers that keep you up at night. Those dammed hormones. Your belly rocks and bobs awkwardly in the process, but you don't care. You both found comfortable positions in spite of your size, and your womb gets filled yet again. The shared moment of relief is short lived. You hoped the feeling would pass, and your partner wouldn't notice your discomfort. But the quiet night atmosphere only makes the disconcerting noises coming from your stomach all the more obvious. Your partner was well aware of your pregnancy, perhaps it even turned them on. Now thanks to your shared proclivities, your already titanic mound is audibly churning before your eyes. Its as though their release inside of you has made you even more pregnant. The laws of biology bending at the will of your body's unrelenting need to create more brood. Trying to hide what's happening beneath the covers does little to conceal the fact that you're experiencing a growth spurt. Your already taunt skin feels strained, your muscles try to clench with little give left, and by the end of it you seem to have dwarfed what you thought would be your maximum size. You don't even want to look in the mirror, or hell even get out of bed. Your partner's face says it all. You're a fucking whale. And you still have work tomorrow.