chapter 5

Pregnancy agrees with some women. They never get morning sickness. They don't get hemorrhoids. They're not overwhelmed with all kinds of food cravings. And while they gain weight, the added pounds and inches only serve to highlight their natural beauty. Hilly had none of that!

Well, that's not exactly true. For the first twelve weeks she had raging morning sickness. She couldn't keep anything down and basically lived on weak tea and graham crackers. But some time early in her fourth month the queasiness disappeared. THAT was the good news. The bad news was that queasiness gave way to a raging appetite increase. During the first twelve weeks of her pregnancy, Hilly actually LOST eight pounds. By the end of her 18th week, she had gained it all back PLUS six pounds. By the time she entered her seventh month she had gained twenty-four pounds. She started to resemble an eating machine.

Eating all the time was bad enough, but she developed an intense craving for massive quantities of Cheerios, heavy cream, and bananas. She had a huge bowl of this concoction for breakfast, it was her mid-morning, mid-afternoon and midnight snack. And when she ate "normal" food, very often she have her Cheerios "fix" for dessert. On its own, it wasn't horrible thing to crave. And if it had been whole milk instead of heavy cream, it might not have had such a devastating effect on her waistline. But Hilly simply WOULDN'T eat her Cheerios and bananas any way but with heavy cream, and heavy cream is just chock full of calories. So much so that by the END of her seventh month, along about her 29th week, she had gained a total of forty-seven pounds.

Now forty-seven pounds added on to the former size two Hilly would have simply given her some added curves, a pair of bigger boobs and filled in the sunken cheeks she had developed. But Hilly was hardly a size two when she got pregnant. She was closer to a size 16/18. And at one hundred and ninety-eight pounds she was already obese. An extra forty-seven pounds weren't doing her any favors weightwise and didn't help her OB/GYN's disposition any either. Naturally, she'd give Hilly a lecture on the dangers to her health and the risks to the baby, which only made Hilly feel that much worse and which triggered another round of stress related eating.

And then, of course, there were the "minor" inconveniences of pregnancy that no one talks about but are bothersome to say the least. Hilly had always been especially proud of her legs. They were shapely and strong and were probably her best feature, all things considered. At least they were until she started to develop varicose veins. The spider veins started to appear in her fifth month and spread up and down almost the entire length of her legs. They looked like what Hilly called "granny legs". Hilly also was retaining a fair amount of water, so her legs puffed up on making them look, at least in HER eyes, all that much more hideous.

And then there were the hemorrhoids. There's no delicate way to describe "piles". They're varicose veins in the ass. And they hurt like hell, making even the slightest movement a painful experience. It would have been bad enough if Hilly had started out as a skinny little thing, but trying to walk with a sixty-three inch belly and a bad case of hemorrhoids was pure agony, which explained why Hilly just sat around all the time. She would have laid down in her soft, comfortable bed, but her big belly made finding a comfortable position well nigh impossible.

Brad in the meantime, was in seventh heaven. While he never came out and admitted that he was incredibly turned on the bigger and bigger Hilly got, it was pretty easy to figure out. He couldn't keep his hands off her big, fine body. He'd massage her belly with warm coconut oil, his hands were constantly touching her sensitive breasts. He was especially turned on with her by now VERY large, very pointed and very dark nipples. And, needless to say, HIS desire for sex was not only unabated, his passion increased with each new stretch mark that appeared across Hilly's massive belly.

By her 36th week Hilly weighed in at a stunning 260 pounds and, needless to say, was ready to pop that kid as soon as possible. Brad was wishing she could be pregnant for another forty weeks!

Finally the day arrived. The by now 275 pound Hilly went into labor and delivered an eleven pound thirteen ounce baby boy. She was both sore and exhausted. Brad was both exhilarated and horny. Brad felt his job was done with Hilly
He'd turned her into the kind of woman who turned him on. Now it was time to conquer other challenges. And there was this incredibly beautiful but painfully thin nurse taking care of Hilly who caught his attention and then some. So Brad introduced himself in the corridor, thinking that he would be able to do to HER what he had done to so many OTHER women before her. And it might have worked. except that Brad had tremendously underestimated Hilly's intelligence, determination and sheer tenacity. Needless to say, Brad was about to learn the lesson of his life!!