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The Lone Survivor finds herself in what's left of her old world, and unfortunately for her, heavy with child. The massive pale orb jutting out from her midsection was impossible to miss, no thanks to her standard issue vault suit. The tight bodysuit was no match for her engorged womb, leaving her to bare her bump to the wild wasteland. She waddled down the road looking for civilization, her large belly swaying heavily on her hips. Based on her size, one would assume she was close to giving birth, but in reality she still had nearly another month and a half to go. Nevertheless, she was far too big to be out here on her own, and while lacking supplies, she was nervous for the safety of her children.

Being this pregnant meant constant kicking from the occupants of her gut, and even in this situation there was no exception. She tried to continue her journey while the passengers in her belly decided to start rolling. She cradled and rubbed her bump in an attempt to calm her children, she rubbed the pale orb in a circular motion, reaching as far forward of her stomach that she could, attempting to reach her belly button but to no avail. When the kicking wouldn't stop, she took a moment to take stock of the situation unraveling inside her stomach. The Lone Survivor stopped in the middle of the road to take a moment and pay attention to the large orb hanging off of her torso. Looking down she could see her pale belly dominating her body, her skin was stretched tight, and although she had no stretch marks yet, pale blue veins popped slightly through her skin. Seeing some movement, she places her hand on the side of her belly and squishes it to the side, shifting it and feeling all the weight in her stomach move together, then doing the same in the opposite direction. Her babies showed no sign of stopping, in response she places her hands underneath her gut and gently but firmly lifts her stomach up. Her back felt some much needed relief from the large mass hanging off of her body, but instead now that same mass was being pushed into her chest, making it more difficult to breathe. "You three need to relax already." The children seemed to pay no mind to their mother. The Sole Survivor tried lifting the front of her stomach to try and get a peek at her belly button, curious about what it was looking like nowadays. Having no luck at catching a glimpse of her own navel, and becoming rather uncomfortable, she lets her belly drop to it's normal position, putting that weight back onto her own back. She laughed as she realized she was once again distracted by her own distended figure, and couldn't help but give a nice hardy pat to her midsections side, producing a satisfying slap sound. Suddenly, she heard the sounds of footsteps and saw a pink blur of something. She was caught completely off guard, and her whole body tensed up.

To her surprise, from behind a mound of debris emerged another woman, and luckily she seemed friendly. This wastelander (raider?) approached her confidently and with a huge smile. Even bigger than her smile was her own pregnant belly, Sole Survivor thought that she was huge but this wasteland native was fucking massive! Despite lugging around a huge mass at her front, the woman seemed to pay it no mind, effortlessly walking up to the Sole Survivor and giving an enthusiastic greeting.

"You look lost vault girl!" proclaimed the rotund stranger.

"J-Just a little..." said the Sole Survivor sheepishly.

The Sole Survivor was both scared and astounded by this person. Both because she could have easily been a threat to her, and also because of the enormity of her stomach. It looked like you could easily fit a person in there! Even though the raiders skin must have been stretched beyond all human limits, she showed no signs of stretch marks. The only thing stretching was some tattoos located on her abdomen and sides. Her stomach, along the rest of her body seemed to be covered in a layer of dirt. Her "clothes" consisted of some old boots, an old tattered skirt that had no hope of closing around her gargantuan waistline and a few pieces of scrap armor. Around her rather large chest, she wore wrapped bandages that looked like they were struggling to keep her covered. Parts of her boobs hung out of the wrappings, bulging out into the air.

Sensing the vault dwellers nervousness around her, the woman says "I'm headed to Diamond City for a checkup on these guys!" smacking her belly heartily "You could tag along if you like, looks like were in the same boat."

"I would appreciate t-that!" blurted out the Sole Survivor happy to now not be lost and maybe make a friend.

"The name's Christina!" she said while giving a thumbs up and lifting a leg, as if unaffected by her pregnancy.

"I'm Jenny, nice to meet you." exclaimed the Sole Survivor, her voice full of relief, feeling as if this woman could make it out here at her size, she could do the same.

"Cool! Let's get going, I'm so hungry I could eat a Yao Guai!" Christina puts her arm around the back of Jenny's neck and begins to ask about life in the vault, and all sorts of other questions as if old friends...

I'm back(?) I've been active just not posting anything, I've been busy with work and school. Like always this was supposed to be quick and easy but turned into a long ass project. It was actually a side project to something else but I spent literal months on and off and I finally finished it. I have a bunch of WIP stuff that I wanna eventually finish but who knows how long that'll take. I have a drawing of my character from Elden Ring that I started like a week after release, and it's now been almost 2 years since I worked on that lol. Hopefully I'll post more often, and keep it simple with sketchier drawings and simpler shading. I wanna practice more dynamic poses and better shading. In case the name didn't give it away, this is a remake of a very popular drawing I made back in the day. It's cool to see how much I've improves, but still have a lot to go. I'll link the original here:

www.deviantart.com/gorillamunc…

Hope you enjoy!

Description
The Lone Survivor finds herself in what's left of her old world, and unfortunately for her, heavy with child. The massive pale orb jutting out from her midsection was impossible to miss, no thanks to her standard issue vault suit. The tight bodysuit was no match for her engorged womb, leaving her to bare her bump to the wild wasteland. She waddled down the road looking for civilization, her large belly swaying heavily on her hips. Based on her size, one would assume she was close to giving birth, but in reality she still had nearly another month and a half to go. Nevertheless, she was far too big to be out here on her own, and while lacking supplies, she was nervous for the safety of her children.

Being this pregnant meant constant kicking from the occupants of her gut, and even in this situation there was no exception. She tried to continue her journey while the passengers in her belly decided to start rolling. She cradled and rubbed her bump in an attempt to calm her children, she rubbed the pale orb in a circular motion, reaching as far forward of her stomach that she could, attempting to reach her belly button but to no avail. When the kicking wouldn't stop, she took a moment to take stock of the situation unraveling inside her stomach. The Lone Survivor stopped in the middle of the road to take a moment and pay attention to the large orb hanging off of her torso. Looking down she could see her pale belly dominating her body, her skin was stretched tight, and although she had no stretch marks yet, pale blue veins popped slightly through her skin. Seeing some movement, she places her hand on the side of her belly and squishes it to the side, shifting it and feeling all the weight in her stomach move together, then doing the same in the opposite direction. Her babies showed no sign of stopping, in response she places her hands underneath her gut and gently but firmly lifts her stomach up. Her back felt some much needed relief from the large mass hanging off of her body, but instead now that same mass was being pushed into her chest, making it more difficult to breathe. "You three need to relax already." The children seemed to pay no mind to their mother. The Sole Survivor tried lifting the front of her stomach to try and get a peek at her belly button, curious about what it was looking like nowadays. Having no luck at catching a glimpse of her own navel, and becoming rather uncomfortable, she lets her belly drop to it's normal position, putting that weight back onto her own back. She laughed as she realized she was once again distracted by her own distended figure, and couldn't help but give a nice hardy pat to her midsections side, producing a satisfying slap sound. Suddenly, she heard the sounds of footsteps and saw a pink blur of something. She was caught completely off guard, and her whole body tensed up.

To her surprise, from behind a mound of debris emerged another woman, and luckily she seemed friendly. This wastelander (raider?) approached her confidently and with a huge smile. Even bigger than her smile was her own pregnant belly, Sole Survivor thought that she was huge but this wasteland native was fucking massive! Despite lugging around a huge mass at her front, the woman seemed to pay it no mind, effortlessly walking up to the Sole Survivor and giving an enthusiastic greeting.

"You look lost vault girl!" proclaimed the rotund stranger.

"J-Just a little..." said the Sole Survivor sheepishly.

The Sole Survivor was both scared and astounded by this person. Both because she could have easily been a threat to her, and also because of the enormity of her stomach. It looked like you could easily fit a person in there! Even though the raiders skin must have been stretched beyond all human limits, she showed no signs of stretch marks. The only thing stretching was some tattoos located on her abdomen and sides. Her stomach, along the rest of her body seemed to be covered in a layer of dirt. Her "clothes" consisted of some old boots, an old tattered skirt that had no hope of closing around her gargantuan waistline and a few pieces of scrap armor. Around her rather large chest, she wore wrapped bandages that looked like they were struggling to keep her covered. Parts of her boobs hung out of the wrappings, bulging out into the air.

Sensing the vault dwellers nervousness around her, the woman says "I'm headed to Diamond City for a checkup on these guys!" smacking her belly heartily "You could tag along if you like, looks like were in the same boat."

"I would appreciate t-that!" blurted out the Sole Survivor happy to now not be lost and maybe make a friend.

"The name's Christina!" she said while giving a thumbs up and lifting a leg, as if unaffected by her pregnancy.

"I'm Jenny, nice to meet you." exclaimed the Sole Survivor, her voice full of relief, feeling as if this woman could make it out here at her size, she could do the same.

"Cool! Let's get going, I'm so hungry I could eat a Yao Guai!" Christina puts her arm around the back of Jenny's neck and begins to ask about life in the vault, and all sorts of other questions as if old friends...

I'm back(?) I've been active just not posting anything, I've been busy with work and school. Like always this was supposed to be quick and easy but turned into a long ass project. It was actually a side project to something else but I spent literal months on and off and I finally finished it. I have a bunch of WIP stuff that I wanna eventually finish but who knows how long that'll take. I have a drawing of my character from Elden Ring that I started like a week after release, and it's now been almost 2 years since I worked on that lol. Hopefully I'll post more often, and keep it simple with sketchier drawings and simpler shading. I wanna practice more dynamic poses and better shading. In case the name didn't give it away, this is a remake of a very popular drawing I made back in the day. It's cool to see how much I've improves, but still have a lot to go. I'll link the original here:

www.deviantart.com/gorillamunc…

Hope you enjoy!