chapter 1 friday morning: an unexpected surprise

Ahhh....*yawn*

Another lazy Friday morning in a quiet Midwestern American suburb. Summer vacation. And a whole lot of nothing to do. A young, healthy, fit and pretty college girl in her twenties, with a house all to herself.

Mom and Dad were away on vacation, and she actually got to stay home by herself, to "watch the house." She hadn't found a job yet, and had no boyfriend or any commitments. No place to be. A perfect time to just be lazy. She could stay up late, sleep in late, lounge around the house in her PJs; no need to get dressed; no reason to leave the house. Absolute boredom.

This was her idea of a vacation. It was a dream come true.

She opened her eyes on this beautifully sunny Friday morning to her girly bedroom, walls painted a soft pastel pink, fluffy white curtains with sunlight streaming in; a cream-colored ceiling fan lazily stirring the air above her head. Her window was slightly open, she could hear all the summery sounds outside. The drone of cicadas in the trees, a neighbor's dog barking, a distant lawnmower, sprinklers on nicely trimmed green lawns. A soft breeze through the leaves.

And her tummy growling. Time to get up.

She lazily stirred in her nest and rolled on to her side, her strawberry red hair wrapped around her face. There was a dull pain in her abdominal area she didn't remember yesterday. Ow, it kind of hurt. Maybe her tummy was just empty.

She sighed and stretched, and one hand absently wandered down to her flat, toned stomach to rub it gently. But wait...there was a bulge down there. She felt bloated. Not her tummy problem. Ugh. Not that time of the month again!!

"Ugh...fantastic. Just what I need to ruin a perfect weekend. Shit."

She slowly pushed the soft quilted comforter away from her legs, and tilted her head up to look at herself. Her sleeping top was scrunched up and her undies felt bunched. And her tits were really sensitive; they hurt too. Once she rubbed her eyes and they were open, she shrieked. "EEEEK!" She covered her mouth with one hand, so her neighbors wouldn't hear her squeal thru the open window. She gasped.

"Oh noooo!! What the Hell?!?"

She was REALLY bloated!

She was blown up like a balloon! Her once-flat and toned tummy was hard and round and poking straight out about six inches. It was pushing up her tank top under her petite little B-cup boobs, which also hurt. There was a dull pain and pressure in her lower stomach, maybe she had to go to the bathroom. She winced and rubbed it to try and relieve the pressure. "Uggh, how am I gonna wear my cute summery boy shorts like this?? Dammit!"

She swung her long legs over the side of the mattress and stood up to look down. It was kind of hard to see her painted toes over that tummy of hers!

"What the...how?!"

None of her clothes would fit! In desperation, she went to her dresser drawer and pulled out her "fat" jeans with the elastic that gave a little bit. She tried to pull them up, but they stopped just under her belly and she couldn't get them buttoned. "Ugh gawd, now what'll I do?" She kicked them off and threw them in her dirty laundry corner. She tore through her dresser drawers, but none of the jeans would fit and the shorts all looked inappropriate. None of her tee shirts would cover her poked-out tummy. It was July, too hot out for sweaters or jackets. A lot of her summer outfits bared the midriff anyway. There was no way to conceal her bulging stomach.

Trying not to think about what her parents would say if they saw her this way, she pulled her lavender terrycloth bathrobe off the hook on her door and wrapped her naked body in it. The oversize robe hid her figure somewhat. The belt almost didn't tie around her waist though. She reached up behind her head and pulled her reddish hair into a loose ponytail with some bangs in the front, before leaving her room for the bathroom next door.

She turned on the hollywood-style lights around the mirror, then opened her bathrobe and reluctantly looked at her bloated self.

Her stomach was visibly distended, it was shaped roughly like a bowling ball was inside it. It felt hard and solid when she patted it. The belly button was still an 'innie' though. She turned to the side, and her boobs didn't stick out as far as her belly. Her legs were flabby and her thighs actually rubbed together. No more thigh gap! Really, she felt older. Like a thirty year old woman. She just couldn't get over that tummy of hers!

Fascinated, she pushed it with her finger, and it was hard. There was a thin brownish line, almost like a seam of her pantyhose, down the middle of her belly that went through her navel. She ran her hand down to the far side of the fleshy mountain and felt the ridge go down to her crotch between her legs. There were some faint stretch marks visible on her tummy. She felt very tight and full, like she had eaten a huge meal. It was what a food baby felt like, only much heavier. Her stomach hurt, it was empty but felt like it was very full.

Experimentally, she tried to push out her belly a bit as she breathed in. It stung a little bit and she said, "oof!" Her belly already seemed stretched to its limit, the skin was taut like a drum. She looked down and could see blue veins in her fully developed breasts. Her nipples felt very tender, the circles around them seemed darker, and that weight on her chest made her feel slightly out of breath.

Her sides ached slightly and her shrunken bladder felt full. There was a packed feeling inside her hard round tummy, like whatever was in there was so big that her organs were crowded, like pushed aside. Either she wasn't imagining this and she was really having a baby, or she had to take the mother of all dumps. Something shifted and gurgled inside her, and she involuntarily passed some gas and blushed, even though nobody was around.

She needed to sit down and take a pee. She opened up the small cabinet in the wall and found the box of Equal Lines. She nervously opened it up and slid out one of the test strips, then flipped over the box and read the directions. She had to pee on this little thing and then wait a minute for the thingy to show up to tell her if she...had it or not.

Throwing her bathrobe to the floor, she put the toilet lid up and sat down on it, naked. It was hard to reach around the hard dome of her stomach. She had to use one hand to spread herself open wide of course, and use the other to hold the test strip. She peed for like 10 seconds straight, as she silently prayed this wasn't real. It kind of burned coming out, and a dull cramp made her sides ache.

The last of her fluid dripped out, and she pulled out the test, laying it on the counter. Her hand that was spreading herself noticed that her lower ..."Virginia" region was puffy and swollen, like engorged as if she was horny. She still couldn't say that word. V..va..vag...

she was unnaturally afraid of her own body, and the unexpected changes that were happening to it. It felt almost like there was an alien inside her that she couldn't control.

She began to feel an odd stirring sensation in her nethers as she glanced down at her naked body. She blushed a bit, but then realized Hey, I'm all alone...why not... And she started to play around with her new body.

She explored the tender region around her V area, sticking a finger up there and wiggling it around a bit. At the same time, she dared herself to touch her own boobs. Played with them a bit, cupped it and felt the weight of these engorged sacs of fat hanging off her chest. She found a sweet spot around the nipple and sighed. She unknowingly bit her lip, as a slow trickle of something warm came out of her and dribbled over her hand down there. She pulled it out and brought the finger to her mouth, and closing her eyes, sucked on it. It tasted like honey almost, very sweet. She was tasting her own woman juice! That somehow made the feeling worse. She needed to do something or she would explode.