Due, Part 4 - Female Version

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Summary: Laura hooks up with the neighborhood sociopath. Contains: pregnancy, belly expansion, breast expansion, butt expansion, lactation, birth.

Note: This is the female version of Due.

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Any free time Laura was given was spent lying around, massaging her belly. She had to spread her legs wide to accommodate her massive belly when seated. How she had gone from an active teenage girl to a massively pregnant mother-to-be was beyond her. Before things had gone so far, giving birth had been the last thing she’d wanted to do. She’d dreaded it in the months leading up to her due date. The fact that she’d gotten pregnant had been the worst of her problems. But now she was uncomfortably, almost horrifyingly, overdue, and being allowed to give birth was her greatest fantasy.

At the end of the week, Laura awoke to realize she’d had a growth spurt – a more considerable one than usual. She laid her hand across the heaving mass. Panting, Laura looked up to see Derek hoovering over her, marveling at her belly with the most demented of expressions.

Derek finally met her eyes. “Get up,” he ordered.

It took Laura five minutes, but she managed to get herself into a sitting position. Standing would be the hard part. Derek watched her struggle till she was red in the face. Finally Laura gave up, gasping for breath. She avoided Derek’s gaze, in fear of the consequences. Laura grunted in surprise and discomfort as Derek grabbed hold of her, and helped her – rather, forced her – to stand. Laura’s knees trembled and her back strained. She continued to pant, red in the face.

“Get moving,” said Derek as he walked off. Laura gripped her belly.

Derek continued to force her to drink shakes three times a day. The round mounds perched atop Laura’s belly now routinely popped out of the tops of her shirts when she sat down, and Derek seemed quite satisfied by this. Laura’s shirts hugged her, and concealed less than half of her belly by then. Her belly button was the size of a tangerine, and her belly pressed the table when she sat down. Laura couldn’t get anywhere near her meals by then. Derek took to feeding her, often fondling her as he did so. In the meantime, Laura grew and grew. She wondered if Derek was going to make her grow until she popped.

One night as Laura tried to get some rest, there was a weird sensation of tightening in her abdomen. She tried to dismiss it, but it happened again. Laura flicked up the light switch and stared down at herself in astonishment. “Nrrghhhhh…” she groaned quietly as she was hit by another contraction. She was in labor. She hadn’t thought it would happen at all what with her condition and all. Laura didn’t know whether to be happy or horrified. She didn’t want to give birth here – she wasn’t even sure that she could. And who knew what Derek would do to the babies if Laura did have them. It had been weeks since her disappearance. Laura’s family had to be close to finding her by then. Maybe if she held out just a little longer… “Ohhhh…” Laura breathed heavily, but she tried to ignore the contractions. She resisted as her body demanded her attention, and took to squirming and fidgeting until sunrise. By then she was soaked in sweat, panting, and exhausted.


Derek came in to help her up, but stopped to peer at Laura’s disoriented appearance. Laura hoped that Derek would dismiss it, and he did. Derek hauled her off to breakfast, Laura’s legs feeling like jelly. Laura allowed herself to be pushed down into her seat, and fed by Derek. She gulped down spoon after spoon, swallowing, repeating, stuffing her meal down, despite the forceful pains now wracking body. She didn’t want to draw attention to the fact that she was in labor, but didn’t think she could hold it in any longer. She felt her hips aching and widening, as if in preparation. She was sweating buckets. “Not…yet…” she grunted as her belly suddenly tightened, pushing harder against the edge of the table. “Nrrghhhh...” It visibly pushed forward, as though it could no longer take the resistance. Laura clutched what she could of her mass, the chair creaking. And Derek simply stared, a large bulge growing in the groin of his pants.

“I think I’d like to go to my room,” said Laura weakly.

Derek stared at her for a moment then helped Laura up, seeming more curious than anything else. He guided Laura to her room, Laura’s belly brushing either side of the doorframe by then. Once inside, Laura held onto wall, panting. She could barely reach it, her belly pressing against it, but she made do. She gasped for breath. They were coming whether she liked it or not.

Laura suddenly felt Derek behind her, erection against her. His fingers, surprisingly careful, Derek reached up and stroked Laura's swollen nipples, causing the other youth to groan. Laura's breasts felt so full and plump compared to the previous day – she knew her body was getting prepared. She just hoped Derek didn’t realize.

Laura released an unintentional moan as Derek reached down and stroked her groin. Derek slid Laura’s pants down and gently pushed into her, Laura feeling emotionally confused and distressed as another contraction hit. “Ahhhhhh!”

Her pussy was seeping and Derek was inside her, but sex was the last thing that made sense at that moment. She was on the brink of giving birth. Derek began to push in and out of her, and Laura became lost in pain and arousal. Her breasts bobbed up and down. “The…babies..” Laura groaned as her belly tightened again.

Derek continued to ride her, Laura grunting between her state of growth, labor, and orgasm. When Derek released, Laura’s spine arched, belly seeming to push forward another few inches. She could barely stand anymore, and began to sink, but felt Derek wrap his arms around her, above her belly and beneath her breasts, before assisting in dragging her back to bed, where he planted Laura on her ass. But this was not the position Laura needed to be in! Laura suffered another spurt of growth, and screamed.

Her body contracted and muscles pushed, the babies seeming desperate for freedom by then. Laura clutched her belly. She felt like she was going to explode. Her belly was a massive mound, wider than the rest of her, perched in her lap, surpassing her knees, heaving her breasts towards her chin. Laura couldn’t hold on. She was going to pop. Laura dropped to her back, Derek watching in fascination as she squirmed and struggled for leverage.

Laura finally managed to shift so that she was upright with her belly perched on the mattress, thighs spread wide to make space for it. Laura did her best to stick her butt out behind her, face flushed in pain, her breasts almost painfully bloated, nipples looking like corks, and her boulder of a belly throbbing before her. She could feel Derek staring at her newly plumpened hips. The older teen began to approach, thought Laura wanted more.

“Gaaaahhhhh!” Laura yelled as another contraction hit. Sweat poured down her face, eyes squeezed shut. “Hahhhh….hhhh…” she struggled to breathe.

Derek paused. “What’s happening?”

“Ngghhh….mmmm…gnnhhhhh…” Laura groaned, continuing to clutch her belly as she felt the first baby working its way down her birth canal. She didn’t know if she should have been happy or sad, but felt like crying either way. The painful aching worked its way down the center of her body until she felt her hips bulging out, vaginal lips parting, and then everything stopped. Laura panted. She could feet the baby – could tell that it had started to crown, but it wasn’t moving any farther. Red in the face, Laura pushed against another contraction, but it felt as though the baby had only shifted another centimeter or two. “Ohh god,” she groaned as her belly trembled, then swelled forward another inch. She had to give birth before it was too late. Or maybe it already was. Laura struggled and pushed as Derek merely observed.

After several minutes of this, Laura heard Derek leave, and tried to ignore him. Laura hated him. What did she care? Laura managed to push the baby another centimeter, then another. An hour passed. Derek returned, which meant it was lunch time.

“Derek,” said Laura pleadingly. “Derek I’m in labor.” She said, as though it wasn’t already obvious. She grunted through the pain of another contraction, tears finally leaking from her eyes. “Our babies. Oh god, they can’t…even…fit.” As her belly swelled forward another inch, Laura’s concentration dissolved, and the baby slid completely back inside her. Laura feebly resisted as Derek dragged her up, and out of bed. Laura tried to pull her pants up, but they could no longer triumph the width of her now-massive hips and ass. This only seemed to make Derek hard again.

Derek proceeded to drag Laura to the dining room, and seat her in her usual chair. Laura nearly choked as spoon after spoon of food was shoved into mouth, as her body continued to painfully contract all the while. Laura squirmed and groaned, a good amount of the food falling from her mouth onto her bloating FF-cup breasts. As Laura looked down at them, she noticed they had popped completely out of her low neckline. Her nipples suddenly began to burn, before both abruptly started spraying twin streams of milk. Derek stared in surprise.

Laura’s body crumpled around itself as she was hit by yet another contraction. Laura sunk from the chair onto the ground as the contractions grew increasingly violent. It was no use. The babies were too big. Laura writhed in pain, and couldn’t help her impulse to push despite her exhaustion. She held onto her last bit of hope that she would be able to birth them. Shifting back into position, Laura’s body trembled as she pushed the baby painstaking centimeter after centimeter, until her lips spread again. Progress, this had to count as progress! Releasing a strangled groan, Laura rolled onto her back, causing her full weight to slam against her. But she pushed and pushed, not caring to breathe, just clutching her belly, begging them to proceed. Laura released a scream as she felt the head pop out from her opening. “Gyahhhh…” She groaned, tight, pained, and dizzy by then. Laura leaned up slightly, putting pressure on her belly. “C’mon…come…onnnn…” Tears poured down Laura’s face as she struggled, and pushed, and slowly, the first baby’s shoulders followed. Gasping for breath, Laura dropped to her back.

Derek walked over and leaned down, most of his body disappearing behind her still-mammoth girth. Laura could hear a hoarse crying, and felt the baby being lifted up from behind her. Laura waited and waited, becoming fearful as the crying grew fainter. Laura managed to turn her head, and was surprised to see Derek returning from the bathroom, clutching a towel-wrapped bundle to his chest. Derek leaned down and carefully handed the baby over.

She was the perfect little baby. Well, not so little. She resembled a one-year-old in size, and was quite chubby. Laura was stunned that she had been able to birth her at all.

Laura was pulled back into her present dilemma as she was wracked with a new contraction. Her belly was considerably lighter, but still quite large. She allowed the baby to nurse as she silently panicked. She didn’t think she could go through that again. Not so soon. Eyes tearing, Laura began to bare down, but suddenly there was a crashing noise in the next room.

Laura suddenly found herself clutching a crying baby and surrounded by police officers, all of whom had their guns aimed at Derek.

“Derek Chambers, you are under arrest for kidnapping.”

The End

Due II - Female Version