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I want to be pregnant

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I wanna be pregnant
By Ruben (ruben@start.com.au)

Hi, my name is Erica. When I was 12 years I watched my 16 year old sister when she was pregnant. In remember when we were at the beach with her belly sticking out of her bikini. She was around seven months pregnant and all the boys stared at her with large lumps sticking out of their speedos. I watched as she moved her large preggo belly and huge breasts around, making me want to feel like getting pregnant. I would wear my one piece swimsuit around the house and the beach with a pillow or anything that made me look pregnant so I looked like my sister. We had competitions to see who looked the most pregnant. I look back at the pictures of me and her with large bellies, although mine was fake then. It looked silly a twelve year old girl with such a large belly. My mum would act like she was freaked out when I walk through into the room with my belly sticking right out.

Now I am 16 years old and Ive found out that I'm am pregnant. I was over the moon, although I think I heard my mum whisper something about hitting the alcohol again.

I loved the way my body started to react to my pregnancy. Other than the morning sickness and cramps, my breasts were the first thing to change. They started to get bigger and heavier, giving me more cleavage and boy pulling power. I made sure I wore tight tops with open necks to show off my mammeries. My older sister came around and congratulated me. She said that finally her son will have someone to play with.

Then the about a part through my third month what I've been waiting for had happened. My belly had started to get bigger! My jeans were tight and I was unable to get them zipped up. I looked at myself in the mirror and saw the slight bulge of my belly. I was over joyed! I put on a pair of bike pants, which showed off this bulge. I showed this to my friends when they came around to my place. My girlfriends were so happy for me.

In my fourth month I went with my girlfriends to the local pool. I was wearing a black one piece swim suit and it was obvious while I was wearing this that I was pregnant. I walked around the pool with my gut hanging out, and sometimes I emphasised it by pushing my tummy out. I loved the way the lycra was stretching over my bulging belly. My girlfriends were getting jealous because I was attracting all the attention with my belly. There was a boy there with a large hard on. I walked up to him and he was getting embarassed and worried. I asked him if he wanted to touch my belly. He rubbed the swimsuit material over my belly and I saw him cum almost on the spot. My other girlfriends were giggling. I enjoyed getting my belly rubbed, just like my cat enjoys it. We went for a swim, and then went to have a feed at the kiosk at the pool. I must have eaten a lot of food because when I put on my jeans, they did not fit anymore. So I walked around in a large blouse, getting inquiring looks from the boys.

When I was five months pregnant my sister came around to see me. She was dressed up in a baby doll's dress with a large balloon shoved down the front to look like she was pregnant. I laughed. It reminded me of when she was pregnant and I dressed up. She stood there rubbing her belly and saying "I just wanna be like you." I got up out of my chair. By now my waist had grown a third of the size that it previously was. Now all I wore was either tight stretching clothes or clothes that showed off my belly. My sister walked over and rubbed my belly "Boy, aren't you getting bigger." She said.
"Yeah, but not as big as you when you were pregnant." I said.
"You'll be. How about we take a photo of you and me together, this time you pregnant and me faking it." she said.
"OK. It will be a change." I said.


In my sixth month I was getting grumpy because of my mood swings. A few of my girlfriends cams around to my house, and to lighten me up, they all arrived around in one piece swimsuits and either padding or balloons on their waists to make them look pregnant. They all looked sexy. I told them that if they are pregnant, that they'll have to eat like they are pregnant. So I got together a large amount of food and got them all to eat it. I watched as their bellies got bigger, making some of the girls pull out their stuffing from infront of their bellies. Some were looking like they were pregnant. We all went outside and started to sun bake and some of the girls fell asleep. All the girls looked pregnant and they measured their bellies along side mine. There were the teenage boys from next door looking over the fence and seeing all the so-called pregnant girls. I walked over and asked them if they wanted to join. They scooted off embarassed.

It was my eighth month and my belly was huge. My sister was right, I was going to be big. I was wearing big dresses that would be tents on normal girls, but like was almost tight on me. I spend most of the days either eating, sleeping or lounging around. This makes mum furious, because she is a fitness adviser and wants me to have an active pregnancy. Whatever. I do swim in the pool and have sex with men alot, due to my pregnancy I don't have to worry about getting pregnant. I love it when they rub my belly. When I'm alone, I sit and rub my big belly and feel the baby kick me. I try and put on my old clothes, but they are far too tight. My dresses either wont button up over my belly or wont go down further past my breasts. My jeans no long fit, or should that be button up. My belly now sits in the vee where the zipper is. My breasts have gotten so big that some of my crop tops look like that they are going to explode if I wear them. My one piece swimsuits now look really stretched around my belly and the bikinis make me look like I am fitting watermelons in a A-cup bra. I like sitting around in this large blouse and undies and feed myself. I want to get to the point where I have to undo some of the buttons, but that is going to be a long time.

I'm in my ninth month. Guess what. I have to undo the buttons on that blouse for me to fit into it. My sister came around the other day and said I looked like a whale with my large belly. One of my girlfriends stuck a balloon under her dress and pretended to be me. I had to laugh, although it was in a way that she was making fun of me. I find it hard to move around with my gigantic belly. It sticks out two feet in front of me with my large breasts trying to dominate my body. I get tired quickly now and I have to sit down more to get back my energy. I have to wear clothes that are not exactly what you'll call lady-like. Bikinis or skimpy underwear are what I'm wearing now, or small shorts. My belly can't fit into anything that covers the belly, so I have to do with two-piece clothing. It is getting close to the birth of my baby. The baby is moving into position for the birth. Soon I'll be having my baby, and then I can get on with life and have another baby...
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