Pregnancy in 2050

Chapter 1

It is now the year 2050. Medical science over the past fifty years has determined that high birth weights for infants is now essential for the long term health of the child. This comes at the sacrifice of the mother’s wishes in some ways regarding her pregnancy. To guarantee a high birth weight, 12 to 14 pounds, the mother must gain as much as 100 pounds during the pregnancy. This has had a profound effect on American and European societies. With high weight gain in the child bearing age women of industrialized countries. There now in no such thing as “fit pregnancy” that existed during the late 20th century. Most babies are now delivered via C-section, due to the high birth weight of the baby. It was also discovered that C-section deliveries were far less stressful on both mother and baby.

It is in this setting that our story begins.

Katy and I had been married for a couple of years. We had been trying to get pregnant, but not very hard. If she got pregnant, great, if not, we would get over it.

I arrived home from a short business trip. I had taken a cab, because I didn’t want to hassle Katy with picking me up our national hub airport.
I walked in the kitchen door, to find bags of groceries all over the counters and on the table. I was not a usual line up of groceries either. I noticed lots of cookies, pies, ready-made dinners, pasta, sauces along with chips and dips. I called out, “Katy I’m home”. “I’m upstairs” she called, “I have great news, I’ll be right down, Honey”. I looked around at all the food, it was certainly not our usual healthy fair, most of the stuff was quite fattening.

She ran into the kitchen and into my waiting arms. I could smell on her breath, chocolate, she had been eating a candy bar. She screamed, “I’m pregnant!” I was shocked but delighted. “How far along are you,” I asked.
She said, “nearly four weeks, I went to the doctor the day you left on your trip.” The doctor and the nurse practitioner were upset that she was that far along and had not had a check up or any tests. They were concerned that she had not gained any weight, which today is a big deal in obstetrics. I noticed that she only had on bikini panties and a t-shirt. She lifted up her shirt to show me her tummy, which was still pretty flat. The doctor had put her on a strict diet high calorie, high fat, several meals a day, and no exercise. He wanted her to eat five meals a day with frequent snacking between meals. She was to go in for a check up next week.

I was stunned. My health and figure conscious wife was going to have to get fat! I could hardly believe my ears. What really surprised me, was Katy’s reaction, she was delighted! She said, “I want to see every ounce I gain, I can’t wait to get a huge belly and have to waddle around the house.”
She said that was why she was wearing only panties and a t shirt. I was so turned on by this news, I just grabbed her, we kissed and went right upstairs.
We fell onto our bed, she nearly tore off my clothes and we held each other close. I could feel her cheeks around the leg openings of her panties that she had gained some weight. Her bottom was softer and her thighs fuller. Her belly was just starting to show a bulge. The waistband of her panties cut in ever so slightly into her tummy. We made love and fell asleep for an hour or so.

When I woke up, Katy was looking at me and rubbing my stomach. She said a bit teary eyed, “I don’t want to go through this alone.” “You won’t” I said, “I’ll be right here for you, honey” “I know that” she said, “I mean the gaining weight, the getting fat part. I don’t want to turn into a blimp with this pregnancy and you staying slim and fit. I want you to get big and fat with me.” I was stunned, she went on, “I have seen you stick out your belly in front of the mirror and you always buy your bikini briefs a size smaller than your trouser size.” She had a point, I did enjoy sticking out my paunch, though it was not very large and I did like the feel of tighter underwear, I never wore boxers. She asked, “who are you staying in shape for?” I had to think about that. I had stayed in pretty good shape before I found Katy and got married. That is a societal thing, who wants to marry a fat guy? The more I thought about both of us gaining weight, the more turned on I became. Katy said, “we won’t be the only ones either, you know Steve and Mary Wilson, down the block”? “Oh yea,” I said, “she got pregnant last year, we saw them at the pool this summer, they both are huge.” Katie looked at me, “well” she said. I smiled and stuck out my little belly and patted her tummy, “I think it is time to fill these up, what do you say?” Katie got a little teary again and smiled, “I love you so much, Ned.”