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“Ah, Eveline, how as the latest sample doing, are they growing according to calculations?”

Eveline’s face filled the screen, and even in a video call it was clear from her expression that no, things were not progressing according to calculations.

“Why don’t you take a look, Doctor, and tell me what you think?”

She stepped back so that the camera could capture all of her. And there was a LOT of her to capture. The usually cheerful blonde stepped back, standing straight, showing off in no uncertain terms exactly how the new batch were growing.

“Eveline, I can see your… underwear.”

“I’ve had to completely give up on wearing pants or jeans of any kind, nothing fits!”

From her feet up to her hips and her chest up to her face, she was absolutely unchanged. Same old Eveline. But between those two areas, nothing was the same as it had been before.

Her stomach erupted from beneath her red sweater, which hadn’t a hope in hell of covering the immense pale sphere that jutted out from the young woman like she’d had her belly hooked up to an air compressor. She was massive, her tummy tight, firm, and absolutely looking for all the world like a miniature moon.

“It looks even bigger from the side” she said, and turned to the side. It definitely did.

“And as for the kicking…” she said, and as if on cue, the surface of her belly bulged and squirmed as dozens of shapes within her writhed and moved, bumping and jostling against one another in a way that caused her tummy to push out and distort with the pressure of holding several occupants inside it at once.

“Ah… I may have miscalculated.” Said the doctor.

“You forgot to carry the one, didn’t you?” Eveline put a hand on her hip, just above the waistband of a pair of black panties that were stretched to their limit trying to contain her outrageously pregnant body. “We’ll, as you forgot to carry the one, next time it’ll be you who has to carry the batch…” she said, running a hand over the vast swell of her stomach to emphasise how enormous she was.

(Story by Fudgepops )

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“Ah, Eveline, how as the latest sample doing, are they growing according to calculations?”

Eveline’s face filled the screen, and even in a video call it was clear from her expression that no, things were not progressing according to calculations.

“Why don’t you take a look, Doctor, and tell me what you think?”

She stepped back so that the camera could capture all of her. And there was a LOT of her to capture. The usually cheerful blonde stepped back, standing straight, showing off in no uncertain terms exactly how the new batch were growing.

“Eveline, I can see your… underwear.”

“I’ve had to completely give up on wearing pants or jeans of any kind, nothing fits!”

From her feet up to her hips and her chest up to her face, she was absolutely unchanged. Same old Eveline. But between those two areas, nothing was the same as it had been before.

Her stomach erupted from beneath her red sweater, which hadn’t a hope in hell of covering the immense pale sphere that jutted out from the young woman like she’d had her belly hooked up to an air compressor. She was massive, her tummy tight, firm, and absolutely looking for all the world like a miniature moon.

“It looks even bigger from the side” she said, and turned to the side. It definitely did.

“And as for the kicking…” she said, and as if on cue, the surface of her belly bulged and squirmed as dozens of shapes within her writhed and moved, bumping and jostling against one another in a way that caused her tummy to push out and distort with the pressure of holding several occupants inside it at once.

“Ah… I may have miscalculated.” Said the doctor.

“You forgot to carry the one, didn’t you?” Eveline put a hand on her hip, just above the waistband of a pair of black panties that were stretched to their limit trying to contain her outrageously pregnant body. “We’ll, as you forgot to carry the one, next time it’ll be you who has to carry the batch…” she said, running a hand over the vast swell of her stomach to emphasise how enormous she was.

(Story by Fudgepops )

Winner of the Poll is #15!
Vote on my next poll to choose drawing to colour!
<Next poll >
<Sketched version >

I will be glad if you support me, you can get extra art and other advantages, check it: THERE