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Subject: {ASSM} I love fantasy stories.  Here's an unusual pregnacy. by Matrix ...
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Dear Matrix,

   If you ever see this, please hurry up with Part2.  i'm soaking my
panties.

   lol, enjoy ...  maisy mooe

   Missed Period by Matrix

   "...now lie back Nancy, I'll examine you and we'll figure out what's
going on." Dr.  Shepherd said.  She complies, she's always hated going to
the OB/GYN but she needed some answers.  The doctor pulls back her hospital
gown to begin examining her vaginal area, "Hmmm, everything feels okay
here, except for a slight swelling of her uterine wall." He thinks to
himself.  "Nancy, when was your last period?" he queries.  "Well, Dr. 
Shepherd, when I was 14 years old I had what I thought was my very first
period but it didn't seem right.  I mean there was very little blood at
all, no cramps whatsoever and it was over in about half a day." She
replies. "Uhhh hmmmmm," Dr.  Shepherd mumbles, in a doctor-like fashion. 
"...  aside from that day I've never really had a period, I thought I was
just a very late bloomer...  I thought I was just lucky like that," She
continues.  The doctor probes more, finds her cervix also swollen. 
"Pregnant?" he thinks to himself.  "So, are you sexually active?" he asks
nonchalantly.  "Well Doc, I realize that it's kinda old-fashioned but I was
saving myself for my wedding day and...well, it was Christmas Eve and Lance
and I had been together for such a long time.  He's so patient Doc and,
after three years of dating and making him wait, I figured we had waited
long enough...  " she answered cheerfully, "Err, why Doc....  do you... 
you don't ...  think that I might be pregnant, do you?" Nancy was beginning
to worry now.  Her eyebrows furrowed and she began to think of what many,
many changes would happen if she were indeed pregnant.  How would her
parents react?  What would Lance say or do?  Would he still love me?  Would
he still want me?  How would I finish college?  What would it feel like to
have a huge tummy?  Dr.  Shepherd began pressing upon her lower tummy,
trying to locate her ovaries to see if they were okay.  He paused suddenly,
he probed a bit more before settling in on a mass of tissue, round and
solid.  "...way too big to be an embryo.." he thought to himself.  "Nurse
Davis," he said, "Would you please bring in the ultrasound equipment, I
found...  errr...  there's something that I want to take a closer look at?"
Nancy was now very, very nervous!  "What's wrong Doc, what's going on?  Is
there a tumor, am I pregnant...  it's cancer isn't...  OHMIGOD, I've got
cancer!?!" she responds semi-hysterical.  Dr.  Shepherd calmed and soothed
her as any good doctor would, assuring her that they'd know more once he
took blood samples and got the ultrasound going.  The nurse returned
wheeling in the ultrasound machine and hooked everything up.  Doctor
Shepherd asked her to draw a few vials of blood for testing which she also
did quickly and painlessly.  "You're very good at this!" Nancy complemented
her.  Dr.  Shepherd drops a couple globs of gel onto Nancy's chiseled
stomach, adjusting knobs and moving the ultrasound device around to enable
him to get a better look, he once again finds the small mass.  "Hmmmm,
these look like tiny embryo's...  but there are so many of them, how could
this be?" he thinks.  The monitor was positioned so that only the doctor
and nurse could see, Nancy lay patiently, somewhat calmer than before
although her clenched hands around the table reveal the turmoil within. 
"How old are you now Nancy?" Dr.  Shepherd asked.  "I just turned 19 years
old a few months ago...  at school too which was kinda fun," She responded.
Suddenly both Dr.  Shepherd & Nurse Davis stop and point at the monitor,
gasping loudly.  "Oh my god!" Dr.  Shepherd blurts out.  "What...  WHAT!!!"
Nancy responds now greatly alarmed.  "Shhhh...  shhhh!" Dr.  Shepherd
hushes Nancy.  "How many do you see?" The Doctor whispers to Nurse Davis.
"20, maybe 30...  maybe more...  I don't know!" She replies shaking her
head.  "Would you please rush those blood samples down to the lab, tell
them that we need absolute first priority, okay?  Then get Dr.  Shaw from
OB down here ASAP!" he says to the nurse firmly.  The nurse exits abruptly,
leaving Nancy near sobbing with fear and uncertainty.  "Hold still just a
bit longer Nancy, then I think we need to talk!" he replies to her unspoken
question.  "Just let me assure you that...  this...  whatever it is does
not look like cancer...  so you can relax.  I'm not exactly sure what it
is...  but it's NOT cancer, okay?" Somewhat relieve, Nancy sits back
angrily as tears well up in her eyes.  She tries to wait patiently.  Dr. 
Shepherd continues with the ultrasound, trying to get a better electronic
view of what appears to be a mass of dozens of embryo's.  Zooming in closer
and closer, enhancing the picture as much as possible the embryo's begin to
take better shape.  On the monitor he finds a huge embryonic sac with
several dozen eggs massed together.  Multiple umbilical cords extend to the
inner uterine wall.  "She is pregnant with multiple babies, dozens of them!
How can this be!?!?!?" he says to himself.  "That initial period you said
that you had when you were 14, right?" the doc queries, calming and
reassuring her.  Nancy nods her head.  Doctor Shepherd does some
calculations in his head.  "Now if she did have her first period then... 
and that was just over 4 years ago then, producing one egg a month for 4
years would equal 48 eggs." He thinks whilst peering at the monitor. 
"Nancy, are your breasts a little tender, have they grown or changed color
at all recently?" "Why yes, Doc!" she answers, "Why...  please tell me what
you are thinking!" Doctor Shepherd, feeling great compassion towards his
frightened and now extremely pregnant patient, pushes the monitor away to
talk to her face to face.  "Just one more question, then I'll tell you what
I think what may be happening.  How long ago was your first sexual
encounter?" he asks gently.  "Oh, about a month and a half ago." She
answers.  "Okay, Nancy I'll know more once the blood tests return but we
think that you might be pregnant." He reveals to her gently.  "But that's
not all, there appear to be more than one sweetheart.  A...  A WHOLE
LOT.... a great deal more than one!" Nancy's eyes fly wide open, her hands
fly to her stomach trying to feel the growth within.  She finds the lump
and caresses it.  "Are you sure...  is this them!?" she says.  "Yes, I
think so!" he answers.  "So how does this happen?  Just how many babies are
in there?" she questions him, still probing and prodding her tummy.  "Well,
from what you've told me...  I think that you have actually been producing
eggs every month yet your body hasn't released them like it's supposed to.
It seems that since you had your first sexual encounter, he ...umm, Lance
right?  Impregnated all of the eggs, all at once.  "Wow.....  err, Doc,
h...h...how many?" she answers, her eyes widening.  "As near as we can
tell, though the scans are crude and the embryos are incredibly small now,
and...."Dr.  Shepherd drones on.  "How many, HOW MANY Doc?!?!" she shouts.
"48, maybe 49 of them....." he finally answers.  "But I don't understand
why you haven't spontaneously aborted them, I mean, it's impossible for a
human being to carry so many babies." He says.  "Apparently not." Nancy
mumbles to herself in quiet reflection, her eyes still wide from the shock.
Her mind wanders then reality slows slips away as she imagines her very
near future.  "What are her parents going to say?!  Or do?!  Or think?! 
How will she take care of them?  How big will I grow?" "I remember when my
Aunt Leslie was pregnant with her triplets and she was enormous when it was
almost time for the babies to be born....  How big will....  How big will I
get?!?" she thought.  A smile trickled across her face...  "...Pregnant,
very, v e r y, extremely pregnant!!" she whispered to no one.  "Nancy... 
NANCY!" Dr.  Shepherd woke her from her pleasant stupor.  "Are you okay?"
"Why yes, yes Doc, it's...  it's all just settling in.  Uhmmm, can I go
home now, I've got many, many things to decide...  and I've got to tell my
parents and....  Lance.  Oh boy, Lance is gonna freak!!!" Nancy begins to
gather her things, Dr.  Shepherd wants her to stay for more tests, more
blood work but realizes that there will be more than enough time for
hospital tests.  "Oh okay, Nancy" he says, "Just call me next week because
we'll have a lot to talk about, things to decide." Nancy smiles, continues
getting dressed and soon leaves the hospital.  Venturing out into the
hospital parking lot, Nancy smells the fresh air...  she looks around at
the clouds, strangers walking by and finds a greater appreciation in life
than ever before.  With an enormous shout of joy, she jumps up as high as
she can, shouting with a freedom and reckless abandon that she hadn't felt
in quite some time.  Stopping suddenly, her mothering instinct takes over
as she calms herself, realizing that such exuberation could jar her
diminutive bundle from their tiny, fragile womb.  The drive home passes by
without thought, she'd driven home from college several times, always on
the same highway, always at the same speed.  She arrives home sporting a
huge grin yet unsure how to break the news to her family.  Yet no one is
home, she remembers that her parents are away for the week vacationing at
their summer home.  She slumps down onto their plush couch, her hands
cradle her tiny tummy bulge.  She drifts off to sleep with a multitude of
thoughts racing in her mind.

   * * * * * * *

   Awakening early one Saturday, 10 days after the big news and just a
month after her first time with Lance she pads barefoot and semi-awake to
the bathroom.  "It's only been a month, why do I have to go to the bathroom
so often?" Nancy wonders aloud.  Her babies are each the size of grapes by
now, only the size of a large clump of grapes given Nancy's incredible
condition.  The sexy pink nightgown that Lance had bought her a year ago
was beginning to get uncomfortably tight, her formerly taut tummy now
bulges prominently, seemingly growing just a little every day.  "Hmmmm, 4
pounds in 10 days...  " Nancy says to herself, "I wonder if this is
normal?" "Well, I feel okay despite being not-so-obviously super-pregnant,
my breasts are still tender though," Nancy says, modeling them in front of
the bedroom mirror.  She notices that they are suddenly fuller, heavier. 
The slightest touch of her nipples make her wet in her loins.  "Oh oh,
oh....mmmm..  I better stop this now before I can't," Nancy whispers.  Her
body's heat has turned up a notch, she begins to sway her hips ever so
slightly, kneading and caressing her body as never before.  "So alive am
I!!" her thoughts scream in her head, "More alive and more fertile than any
human...  EVER!  I...  I am having a basketball team...  no, not enough
players....  a...a...  football team...no, no, still not enough," she
ponders to herself, eyebrows furrowed.  She stops for a moment, her lovely
tanned hips slowing as she is caught up in thought.  "Geez, I have enough
babies to play both sides of baseball game, complete with 4 umpires, 3
relief pitchers-per-side, a play-by-play announcer, a color-man and... 
and...  and 14 spectators in the stands doing the wave!!!" "Oh My GOD!!!!"
she shouts.  "What, WHAT!!??!!" Lance responds, leaping out of the bed
grabbing a nearby pillow to fend off her would-be attacker.  Nancy screams,
unaware that Lance had snuck in her bedroom in time to see the whole show.
"You...  you surprised me," She gasps," what the hell are you doing here!?"
"I just came over to see my baby," he answers coyly.  "Which one?" she
responds.  "Huh?!" replies a confused papa-to-be.  She waltzes over to the
bed, her fingers brushing by his crotch, lingering for a moment.  "Hey
fella's....  remember me?" coaxes Nancy, speaking to the two incredible
potent sperm containers that made her so massively pregnant.

   * * * * * * *

   "I know that it's been only 2 months but...  but...  well, look at
me!!?!?!  I'm enormous!!  I gain about 2 lbs.  per day, my ankles are large
and swollen half the time....  My, my back is killing me and look...  look
at me..." Nancy says, taking off her sweater as she begins to undue her
blouse.  Both Dr.  Shepherd and Nurse Davis' eyes nearly bulge out of their
sockets as they witness Nancy's profound growth.  Nancy is easily the size
of a normal mother at 7 months yet, upon closer examination of her belly it
appears to be pulsing, throbbing.  Trying to remain calm, Dr.  Shepherd
motions Nancy onto the examination table.  Her ever-growing belly prevents
her from climbing up straight away but, after a few grunts and groans she
manages.  Dr.  Shepherd slowly unbuttons the rest of her blouse, there are
only 4 or 5 buttons left holding on to the strained fabric.  Clearly,
shopping for new (read that as bigger) clothes is going to be a priority...
soon.  "Now relax Nancy, let me run a few tests, take an ultrasound and
generally see how things are going in there, okay?" he says sounding
tremendously reassuring.  His voice soothes her quickly, she's developed a
small crush for her handsome doctor though having an ever-expanding
waistline somewhat tempers her fantasy.  Kind Dr.  Shepherd gently removes
the stretchy material of her pants revealing her lovely, tanned pregnant
tummy.  He gently probes and prods her belly, slightly amazed by it's size
even though he's absolutely certain that she'll grow much, much more. 
Very, very quickly!  "Well sweetheart," he says, "I realize that this is
going to be a difficult pregnancy for you...  for anyone, really!  But you
are coming along nicely, nothing seems to be out the ordinary." He smiles,
patting her tummy, "Except for this entire pregnancy, I mean, the whole
thing is out of the ordinary!" Nancy sighs, reaches up to cover the
doctor's hand with her own.  "You're gonna take good care of us, right?!"
she queries innocently.  "You bet I.....err, we all will!!" he responds,
feeling slightly uneasy.  Her touch aroused him slightly, feelings that he
hadn't expected "Nancy," he begins to gently question, "I've made a few
phones calls and pulled a few favors and....  well do you realize the
enormous expense that this...  this wonderful historical pregnancy is going
to incur?" "Err, no Doc, I haven't really thought about it...  much?" she
replies.  She reaches up and gently places her other hand over the Doc's
hand.  "Are the babies okay, am I okay?" Dr.  Shepherd begins to answer but
is suddenly surprised by a slowly increasing desire for...  for his
patient! "My God, I'm a doctor for heaven's sake!  I've delivered nearly
700 babies here." He thinks.  "What is it about Nancy, besides making
medical history, is arousing me so?" "I've arranged for the hospital to
take care of all of your expenses for this remarkable pregnancy, all of
them Nancy!" he beams.  Nancy attempts to sit up, the Doc realizing her
tummy somewhat prevents her, helps her up.  "Really Doc, really...  that's
wonderful...  fantastic, awesome...  just aweso..." she says with glee. 
"Okay, okay Nancy...  but you're going to have to fully cooperate with us."
He replies, introducing new wrinkles into the mix.  "We've purchased a van
for you Nancy, to bring you back and forth from the hospital for your
weekly checkups." "Yes, yes," she nods her head intently.  "We had to get
the largest van available because...well, because in about 3 or 4 months I
don't believe that you are going to be able to get around much.  The
hospital stands to garner an incredible amount of publicity from this
pregnancy, Nancy.  I mean, 48 babies all at once.  The record now is only 8
and if we can keep these babies inside of you long enough to mature then...
oh boy!" he continues.  "I'll need to take measurements Nancy, pictures,
video's, etc in order to document this incredible event." "Oh...." She
says, somewhat taken aback.  "Nothing weird Nancy, I mean, your family can
take the video's, pictures if you'd like...  I'd even do them if you wanted
me to." He reassures her.  "I'd just continue doing what I have been doing
in your case and publish my findings in the A.M.A.  eventually.  Now, you
realize that the media is going to descend upon us like a pack of wolves
once this breaks so...  the idea is not to let that happen.  "Errr...  I
guess so Dr.  Shepherd, seeing how I've got to come down here anyway and,
being a college student, really have no source of income.  I really don't
have much of a choice.  Umm, how much would the whole thing cost anyway?"
she asks.  "Well, McCaughleys bills I believe was well over $800,000 and
that was just for 7 babies." he answers.  "Oh...I think that I'd better
take advantage of you...err, of this opportunity." Nancy blurts out, then
blushes.  Her attraction to the kind doctor sometimes overwhelms her. 
"When would you like to see me...  umm, us again?" Nancy asks, pushing her
already engorged protuberance towards Dr.  Shepherd.  "Oh...  see Nurse
Davis and she'll make an appointment, say in two weeks then I think we're
going to have to make it a weekly event.  I definitely must keep my eye on
you." He says.  Nancy slowly and seductively re-buttons her blouse and gets
dressed, she's somewhat sure that he's enamored by her belly, "....maybe
eventually he'll like all of me", she thinks.  Nancy, accentuating her
semi-waddle just a bit, exits the doctor's office and drives home.







   * * * * 12 weeks * * * *

   The sun shines in upon Nancy, arousing her from a deep and unusually
restful 8 hrs of sleep.  "Wow, I really needed that nights worth of
wonderful, blissful sleep...  hmmm, I wonder if Mom has made breakfa ...uh
oh!" Nancy stops mid-sentence, her hands instantly moving to her
ever-increasing belly now noticeably larger than the previous night.  "I
think I grew some more last night, a lot more!" she says to herself.

   A crooked grin grows across her face, she loves being so impossibly
pregnant, every day something new about it surprises her, pleases her and
makes her feel special.  Slowly, gingerly she rolls over and steps out of
bed...  wobbling a bit as her body readjusts, she pads barefoot over to the
full length bathroom mirror.  Modeling a bit, she slowly twirls around
checking out her lovely tummy.

   Nodding her head in approval she bends her knees a bit, causing her
over-ripe, 10 monthplus-with-twins size pregnant tummy to settle deeper in
her hips.  She measures herself in what has become a daily regiment, "I
know that Dr.  Shepherd is going to make medical history, but nothing says
that I can't keep track myself!" Hmmm.....  48 inches of tummy, gosh... 
that's up 5 inches from last week.  My boobies haven't really grown so
much, I guess it's just too early for my milk to come in.  She steps on the
scale, the dial spins swiftly past a hundred pounds, stopping at 145 lbs.,
"Thank goodness I've only gained 25 lbs.  so far, I know I'll get much
bigger eventually but I'm kinda enjoying the huge tummy without the
required weight gain.

   So far, at least!" She says to herself.  Somewhat flush and flustered,
Nancy stops the impromptu show and ventures into the bathtub area.  "Hmmm,
if I keep growing like this I won't even be able to fit into this shower,"
she mumbles to herself.  Slowly, softly she washes her burgeoning body
taking time to carefully notice every bulge, a foot maybe, a butt possibly;
as they protrude through her tummy.  She's tried many, many times to
actually count the babies, to name them and figure out where they all are
but they seem to be in constant motion when their awake, making her task
impossible.  Retreating from the shower, she begins to towel the moisture
off her body.  "Humph..." she groans as she realizes that she is unable to
reach certain parts of her body now, her gigantic tummy most certainly in
the way.  Sudden, a hand covered by a towel begins to dry her off.  A warm
breath nuzzles her neck and she moans softly.  "...'bout time you came over
here!" she whispers to him, "I was wondering if you'd left me for someone
sexier, some freshman with a tiny, tiny waist." Lance smiles, he is still
unsure as to what their future holds but he knows one thing- he loves her
this way, loves seeing her grows...  sometimes right before his very eyes.
"No, no sweetheart, I've sworn off skinny, shapeless babes forever!  It's
all completely about you, you and this wonderful, beautiful belly!" he says
holding her tightly, warmly.  He kisses her deeply, ramming his tongue down
her throat nearly causing her to pass out.  The babies seemingly respond in
protection of their mother with multiple kicks to his abdomen.  "Hey!! 
Guys, girls...  it's me, Daddy!  Why are you acting like that?!" he smirks,
waving his finger in accusation.  Nancy shakes her head furiously, waking
herself up from the delirium caused by his deep kisses.  "C'mon big fella,"
she says, "Help me get dressed!" "Oh yeah!" he responds, leaping to his
feet and racing her to her closet.  As if she could run these days anyway.
No, at best Nancy could only walk and slowly...  her over-stretched tummy
swaying back and forth, her belly button sticking out a full inch.  Lance
could only watch in amazement and Nancy and her belly ambled closer and
closer.  Looking into the closet, then back at Nancy then into the closet
again he quickly determined that there weren't very many choices for his
inflated girlfriend.  Reaching deep into her closet, he retrieved the
largest outfit he could find.  A pink dress with an empire waist, buttons
on the back.  Nancy sat down on her bed, her belly fills her lap, her
forearms resting atop.  She smiles approvingly, not because of the only
available dress to fit but because, "Oh....well, I guess you know what this
means, " she sighs.  "What, WHAT?!?!" Lance responds to her change in mood.
"It means.....  it's SHOPPING TIME!!" she shouts with glee.  Lance sighs;
he hates going shopping with her, usually ends up simply being the bag
carrier, toting multiple bags of clothing to their van.  Finally after much
pulling and tugging, she dawns her dress.  Looking closely, one can barely
see a bit of tanned belly flesh peering through strained buttons as they
enter the hundreds of stores and millions of pounds of concrete known
simply as "The BIG Mall".  Nancy finds herself incredibly giddy and silly
at the site of soooo many choices.  "This is gonna be fun!" she squeals as
they enter, sliding glass doors opening in quiet automation.  After only
five minutes of shopping Nancy becomes increasing agitated and nervous. 
Nudging Lance, "Err....  honey, " she says, eyes shifting left and right,
"Is your fly open or something?  Do you have tissue on your shoe
because..." Lance smiles, he too has noticed the stares from the majority
of passersby but he is positive that it is not directed at him.  He chides
her delicately, stopping by a storefront window to show her what people
seem to be staring at.  "I...  I...uhmmm, Nancy....  they...  they're not
really staring at me." Lance says cautiously gesturing toward the large
pane glass.  Nancy turns and the sheer size of her belly snaps her quickly
back into reality.  She can still barely reach her arms completely around
her waist, pulling the hem of her already over-stretched pink dress even
tighter.  Her huge belly already occupying her entire torso, causing her to
look a week beyond full term with twins to on-looking strangers.  "Oh
yeah...." She sighs.  "But I'm only 12 weeks along Lance, I'm not really
that big am I?" she asks shyly.  "Funny, she seems sincere...  I thought
she wanted to get impossibly, inhumanly big," Lance thinks to himself
quickly.  "Nancy, you are simply the most beautiful woman I've ever known;
I love everything about you....  including your incredible tummy!" he
responds lovingly.  They browse through the regular stores finding a few
items in the maternity section that she likes, but nothing really adorable.
Turning the corner she notices that a new maternity clothing has just
opened, "Pea in the Pod" reads the banner as well as "50% off sale!"
Nancy's eyes light up and she hustles over to the entrance, waddling a fast
as her big belly will allow.  A store clerk notices them enter and waltzes
over to help.  She's somewhat disappointed when she sees Nancy because it's
obvious by her size that Nancy is beyond full term....  "Just how many
maternity clothes could one need with only a few days until delivery," she
ponders to herself.  "May I help you?" the polite clerk queries.  "Yes,
yes," replies Nancy, "We noticed your sign and can you point me in the
direction of the 50% off sale?!" "Oh...  err, everything in the store is
one-half price....  we need to move out a lot of stuff for the Fall and
Winter months.  But you shouldn't be needing ...  err, I mean, you look
like you've only got a few days or so till the big day...  right?" the
store clerk asks, curiously.  "Well....  something like that," Nancy
answers vaguely, tugging on her blouse to emphasize her tummy, "I'm
carrying more than one which is why I'm so big!" "The clerk's eyes
brighten, "Wow, twins...  congratulations!" Nancy scurries away without
answering, heading toward the "Plus Size" section to browse.  Wonderful
colors, patterns and new styles are found and a huge pile of clothes begin
building in Lances arms.  She grabs lots of maternity lingerie too, "Got to
keep my man happy!" she says, dropping yet another batch onto Lances
awaiting arms.  He smiles but she doesn't notice as the plethora of boodle
soars over his head.  "Sweetheart, "Lance says with sarcasm, " I think
we've got enough for now, okay?" With great difficulty he walks towards the
fitting room and dumps the entire load on a waiting table.  Lance settles
down to help, watching his ever-burgeoning girlfriend try on outfit after
outfit after outfit.  Normally he hates this kind of thing but he finds
himself completely entranced.  With each and every change of clothes she
displays her choice with turns and twirls, often dancing slowly,
seductively when the particular dress demands it.  Lance covers his hand
over his bulging jeans, looking around to see if anyone else has noticed
Nancy's impromptu show.  The store is practically empty with the exception
of a few underutilized floor associates offering to help.  Their subtle
stares indicating that they too have been mesmerized that someone so big
could move so...  so...  well.  Lance shakes his head in disbelief and
begins to ferry the mound of clothes up to the front for checkout.  The
same clerk from before begins ringing up the items, her eyes bright as she
calculates all of the commission royalties she is going to get.  Lance
looks back to see Nancy posing in front of the mirror with the last of the
pile, looking as beautiful as ever.  The clerk continues her duties, the
black/green screen displaying the cost of this shopping trip flies by $325
dollars.  Lance withdraws his Visa(R)(C) card from his wallet, "God bless
America...  and credit cards!" he says with a smirk.  Nancy hauls the last
of her 3 outfits to the register, a snake green jumpsuit catches his eye as
she holds it up in display.  "What do you think, kinda kinky and
outrageous?" she asks.  Lance just slaps his hand to his forehead and
chuckles in disbelief.  "That'll be $1157.61" the store clerk says in utter
shock.  Lance just looks at Nancy, "Errr...  sorry," she replies somewhat
sheepishly.  Their shopping spree at "Pea in the Pod" fill 18 shopping bags
alone, bring the total to 23 shopping bags.  The store clerk offers to help
take them to their car, still eyeing Nancy and her belly with astonishment.
Luckily, the door closest to their car was just outside so the walk wasn't
too far.  Lance opens the van and begins piling the bags in, Nancy standing
along side, her hands over her belly in quiet reflection and utter
satisfaction.  "Miss...?" the store clerk queries, "My I ask you a
question?" "Err, yes," Nancy replies, obliviously.  "I've worked at the
store for many, many years, I've seen hundreds of pregnant woman come and
go and...  well, I've never, ever had anyone buy so much, especially
someone that is so close to giving birth!" she explains.  "May I ask when
you are due and...  if I may be so bold, is it just twins....  or more?"
Nancy and Lance are suddenly caught off guard.  They'd remembered the
feeding frenzy exhibited on the news when that lady had seven babies,
what's it going to be like when the word gets out that she's having nearly
50!  "Uh....  ummmm, that's a good question" they answer simultaneously,
obviously stalling.  "We'll tell you because you look like an honest person
and you'll have to swear to secrecy?" Lance says.  The clerks pupils grow
wider, she stares at Nancy's belly just a little harder.  "Not to mention
the fact," Lance continues, "That we'll return all this stuff if you blab
and you'll lose all of you commission...  what do you get, about 20%?  The
clerk's eyes dart back and forth, "Why would these people be so secretive
if it wasn't a big, huge story!?!" she thinks.  "I'm only 3 months
pregnant, Nancy says, "With a lot more than twins, or triplets for that
matter!" "OhmiGod!" the store clerk blurts out, "Can I touch it...  err,
your tummy?  How...  how many?" Reaching down, she feels Nancy's incredible
bulge.  It's very, very hard and unyielding.  Very unlike any pregnant
belly she has ever felt before.  "Fifty," Nancy says, "There's nearly 50 of
them in there...  at least that's what my doctor believes." "Fif...  fifty,
ohmigod!!" the clerk responds, removing her hands quickly in near shock. 
Nancy and Lance smile at each other, Lance thanks the friendly clerk and
reminds her of her promise.  They drive away wondering if they just let the
proverbial cat out of the bag and just how loud will his father bellow when
the credit card bill comes in.

   * * * * 24 weeks * * * * *

   Nancy, clearly aroused by his sexual advance slowly backs him down
towards her bed.  At only 6 months pregnant she is absolutely enormous,
simply breathtaking to behold.  After all, 24 weeks pregnant with nearly 50
babies!  Her incredible belly has grown to well over eighty inches around,
her ample breasts have increased dramatically as well, engorged from her
smallish "A" cup to a generous "DD" as they prepare to hold multiple liters
of milk.  Lance smiles as he realizes that his ever expanding girlfriend is
all his....  and, even more thrilling is the fact that she is going to get
much, much, MUCH bigger.  Nancy waddles steadily forward, no need to entice
her boyfriend because the stiff protuberance from his jeans tell her all
she needs to know.  Lance reaches out to hold her gigantic belly, he tries
to put his arms around her but quickly remembers that he hadn't been able
to do that in several weeks.  Nancy presses forward, the sheer bulk of her
tummy forces Lance backward with an "Oomph!!" "Oh, I see that you're in a
hurry this morning!" he says with a smirk.  He gently scurries backwards
from the foot of her bed while holding her tummy as she continues moving
forward.  With increasingly more and more difficulty, Nancy ambles up atop
of Lance, her skin still moist from the warm shower they'd taken together
moments ago.  Gently she lifts herself onto Lance swollen member, her
heavily pregnant belly forcing him deeper into her bed.  All he can see is
her mountainous belly rising high over his head and, although she has since
enveloped his member with her over-stuffed love box, the front of her tummy
is nearly up to his neck.  Wriggling somewhat nervously, Lance tries to get
comfortable but is hopelessly pinned down by her 85-pound pregnant belly.
Nancy's pointy belly button sticks out over an inch, like some kind of
strange, alien antennae, her inner temperature rises and suddenly, the
babies begin to stir as it's approaching feeding time.  Lance reaches
around and holds her tightly, the rumbling within increase as the babies
continue to awaken, all the while Nancy's libido grows stronger and
stronger.  Incredibly, Nancy strong leg muscles begin to contract and
loosen causing her to gently bob up and down on her boyfriends' erect
penis. The weight of her belly pounds poor Lance even further into the
mattress as multiple kicks, punches bulge from within.  Both she and Lance
are oblivious to the inner turmoil now as their dual climax approaches! 
"More.....  more, more," she grimaces as she continues to grind.  Lance's
chest is being steadily pummeled by her over-ripe belly, he'd cry out in
pain if he wasn't enjoying himself so much!  "Mmmph...  oh my, oh..  oh my,
I'm almost there!" she cries out softly.  Suddenly, as the babies fully
awaken, Lance and Nancy reach their respective crescendo's, a
bed-shattering climax erupts from within each; each crying out in ecstasy!
"Nancy, Nancy.....  " he groans deeply.  "Lance, Lance...  LANCE!!!!" she
shrieks in reply!  He absolutely loved it when she cried out his name! 
Nancy eventually rolls over and they falls asleep entwined, her enormous
belly sticking straight up in the air, babies still moving vigorously while
she slumbers.  She awakens hours later, her vigorous bout of love-making
left her feeling wonderfully sexual and free, her tummy rumbles from
hunger. She reaches up, probing her massive belly billowing well above her
head.  "Hmmm, I think I just might be a little pregnant." She says to
herself, then laughs uproariously at the understatement.  "Pregnant
Nancy...preg-Nancy...  PREG-NANCY!!!" her eyes fly wide open.  That weird
dream has come true, I don't believe this!!" she thinks.  She reaches up to
caress her incredible tummy, her fingers no longer able to touch end-toend
as she wraps her arms around herself.  The babies are quiet now, gently
rocked to sleep by her lovemaking with Lance.

   End of Part1, stay tuned for part 2.  Matrix



   Now hurry up with Part 2, pleaseeeee matrix as I can't trace your
E.mail. 

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