Preteen Problems Chapter 7

 

Heather filled her mouth with the white liquid and swallowed with unexpected delight.  She began to fill her mouth again when she felt Bobbie sway on her feet.

 

The two girls had been standing at the window for several minutes now, and Bobbie, although enjoying the sensation of having her breasts sucked by someone other than herself, was growing quite weak in her legs.  She was not used to the added weight and it had taken a lot of her energy to show Jason a glimpse of her immense belly and breasts.

 

"Heather, we better get me back to the bed before I fall over."  Bobby was growing concerned that her legs might not last much longer under the weight.

 

"OK, Bobbie."  Heather reluctantly took her mouth from Bobbie's left breast and licked the milk from her lips and chin.  "Let's get started."

 

Heather stood in front of Bobbie and held her hands as she slowly took baby steps, turning around back the way that she came.  Heather could see the effort making her friend red in the face.  She couldn't take her eyes off Bobbie's belly.  With each tiny step, it undulated like a ripe water balloon ready to pop.  Slowly, Bobbie took one step then another.  A few inches every time she moved a foot and then again.

 

"We're halfway there, Bobbie," but Heather wasn't looking for Bobbie's facial expression, she was still watching her belly.

 

Bobbie was breathing heavily, taking deep breaths.  Her breasts had become quite excited during the entire event and were now noticeably larger than when she left the bed.  "It's," she took a breath... "going to feel g..." another breath... "good to be back on the bed again."

 

The girls were getting very close to the bed and Heather switched positions so Bobbie could hold onto the bed and pull herself in.  In transition, Heather held Bobbie by the shoulders.  Her hands deliberately slipped down Bobbie's arms so that her fingertips rubbed against the enormous breasts that were pushing out to Bobbie's sides.

 

"You can have all that you want when I'm back on the bed."  Bobbie knew what Heather was up to.  It wasn't hard to figure out.

 

Bobbie reached out and placed her hands on the side of the bed.  She turned and slowly let herself down on the edge of the bed.  She pulled herself up until the edge of the mattress was underneath her knees.  Her belly was slightly hanging over her knees and rounded out to the sides of her legs.  It was apparent, even from behind her, that Bobbie was very pregnant.

 

"Heather."

 

"Yea," Heather was indeed anxious for what Bobbie now had in mind.

 

"This whole thing has made me kind of hungry.  Could you get me something to eat from the kitchen?"  Bobbie hadn't eaten in several hours and the 'exercise' had taken most of her energy reserves.

 

"What would you like?"  Heather was eager to get Bobbie anything that she wanted as long as she was able to explore Bobbie later in the night.

 

"Chips, popcorn, cake, ice-cream.  Actually, anything that you run across down there in the kitchen."  Bobbie was already licking her lips.

 

"My, you must really be hungry.  I'll go and see what there is down there."  Heather got up and put her shirt back on.  Her hardened nipples showed through the material like two rockets ready to take off.  The increased blood flow had caused her newly acquired assets to grow by nearly fifty percent.  They jiggled with every breath she took.  From Bobbie's viewpoint, they must look like two huge scoops of ice cream with a cherry on each scoop.  (Bobbie might just eat them up if she didn't come back with her snack.)

 

"Be quiet!  Remember, my parents are asleep and I would like them to stay that way."

 

"OK, I'll be back in a few minutes."  Heather left the room and started down to the kitchen.

 

Bobbie took the opportunity to pull herself back up in the bed and lean against the stack of pillows that were at the head of her bed.  Her hands made their way down to her belly and felt the tight skin.  The babies were still very excited and were moving and kicking, making the skin of her belly ripple like the surface of a pond.

 

Bobbie had crossed her legs in Indian-style so that she was actually resting her massive belly on her legs.  Her belly spread out in all directions, and much like Santa Claus, jiggled like a bowl of jelly.  The babies had been growing at an alarming rate, worrying her parents, but she said that she was not experiencing any pain or discomfort other than just feeling 'large.'  Her mother, having no knowledge of multiple pregnancies, assumed it was normal.  This had not affected the doctor's monthly visit that was to occur during the next week.  Her mom was anxious to know if everything was going OK inside of Bobbie too.

 

She was still rubbing herself when Heather got back from the kitchen with her midnight snack.

 

"Here you go, Bobbie."  Heather had brought a bag of chips and a bag of cookies, as well as a can of Coke that she had found in the refrigerator.

 

"Thanks, Heather!"  Bobbie's eyes got really big and she reached for the food.  "Oh, Heather, you can rub my belly while I eat."  Bobbie gave a sinister little smile, knowing that she could eat all that she wanted.  She would have Heather run to the kitchen and bring her food in exchange for rubbing her belly and breasts.

 

Heather's forgot Bobbie's eating frenzy and focused on her belly.  She placed both hands on it.  The skin was nearly as tight as a drum, but it did have some give to it.  It mashed in, but when it was released, returned to its previous state.  Heather could feel the babies having a party in there!  They each seemed to be kicking, or maybe dancing, to their own rhythm.  As Bobbie ate and breathed, her enormous belly shook and swayed.

 

Bobbie finished off the chips and reached for the bag of cookies.  She was still chewing the last of the chips when she placed the first of the cookies in her mouth.  They were chocolate-chip; her favorite.  Her eyes rolled back with the taste of each cookie.  Her mom had not allowed her to eat 'junk-food' since she had become bedridden for fear that she would put on fat weight versus baby weight.  These were the first snacks that she had eaten since the cookies beside her bed had run out.  In fifteen minutes, the cookies were gone.  The sweet mixture was in Bobbie's stomach, but it hadn't appeased her hunger.  She reached over and grabbed the Coke and popped the tab.  She leaned her head back and drank the can down.

 

"Heather, can I send you down for something else?"

 

"You're kidding!  You ate all of that?"  Heather was astonished, but then thought of Bobbie's belly.  "OK, what do you want now?"  Heather imagined Bobbie's belly stretching larger and larger until the skin couldn't stretch any further.  The babies would grow larger and larger until she couldn't move on her own at all.

 

Bobbie pondered for a moment, and then grinned at Heather, "Ice-cream!"

 

"Ice-cream it is!  What flavor?"

 

"Yes!"  Bobbie indicating that the flavor didn't matter and would probably try several different flavors during the night anyway.

 

Heather rubbed her friend's belly one more time and then left for the kitchen again.

 

Bobbie licked the crumbs from the corner of her mouth.  She was hungry, and Heather was going to feed her until she popped - or at least until she got close.  She knew that the babies were already feasting on the rich sugars and starches that were entering her blood stream.  Her stomach growled before Heather got back to the room, telling her that the babies were wanting more.  Bobbie patted her belly and whispered to the babies, "I hear you, just give me a few minutes.  Mommie is going to feed you."

 

Heather got back with a half-gallon container of chocolate ice-cream.  Some had been taken out of it, but it was still over two-thirds full.  She handed the ice-cream and a spoon to Bobbie and then took her place on the bed.  She sat down in front of Bobbie, her own big breasts nearly touching the skin of Bobbie's belly.  Her hands ran across the skin.  The bellybutton wasn't as small as it once was.  The growth of her belly had turned it into an outie and now, after more growth, it had become stretched with the rest of her skin until it was almost smooth with the rest of her girth.  There was a change in the texture of the skin where it was.  It now covered an area slightly larger than Heather's right hand.

 

Although she wasn't sure, Heather thought that she felt the babies stretching the skin outward with their feet.  She felt them kicking and saw the indentations on the walls of Bobbie's belly.

 

"Heather, could you get me some more?"  Bobbie was licking her lips and wanting more ice-cream.

 

"I'll be back in a few minutes."  Heather left the room and went back to the kitchen.

 

Bobbie was still hungry.  She could feel her skin growing tighter.  "I must be getting something to you little guys," she whispered to her belly.

 

Heather returned with more ice-cream and then eagerly resumed her place on the bed.  Bobbie's feeding continued for three hours.

 

 

Somewhere after three in the morning, Heather gathered up all the empty containers and wrappers and placed them in Bobbie's closet, (she would remove them in the morning and dump them in the trashcan outside).  Heather glanced over at Bobbie.  She was already asleep on the bed.  Her head rested on the pillows behind her.  Heather turned off the light and climbed into bed.  Knowing that Bobbie would sleep for hours, she lay down in front of the belly and held it in her arms.  The babies were still moving.  "How can she sleep with all of that going on in there?" she whispered to herself.  The skin was a little tighter than it had been at midnight, but she thought that was just due to the eating.  Soon, even Heather was asleep.  The girls had exhausted themselves during the night.  Bobbie would be sore for days, and Heather would want to stay there with her.

 

The babies were still very much awake.  They were feeding, and feeding, and feeding.  Their space was getting more confined and they started to push on the sides of their 'living' room.  The skin stretched and the babies grew, and then they grew some more.  And so went the night, until Bobbie woke up at seven.

 

 

"Wow!"  Bobbie stared at herself in disbelief.  There was no way to explain it away.  She had eaten for three hours the night before and now she was seeing the results.  She placed her right hand on her belly.  She had known that the skin was tight even before she touched it.  The sweet pleasure of pain in her body made her hot all over again.  It was not painful in the sense of the word, but in the sheer pleasure of being stretched to the point of popping.

 

The skin was indeed tight!  It almost squeaked as she drew her hand across the flesh.  It made her quiver.  Goosebumps formed on her arms, but her belly was too tight to allow them to form.  She was so hard! - and large!  She must have grown by several inches during the night!  Bobbie couldn't help thinking that it was a good thing that she walked to the window the night before, because she surely wouldn't be able to stand again until after the babies were born.  Over two and a half months from then!

 

Her body ached!  Almost neglected were her breasts.  The sheer size of her abdomen had stolen attention away from them.  Swollen!  It was the only word that she thought would describe it all.  They were huge - no, they were bigger than huge!  Her shirt was crusty from the night before from where the milk had dried.  The material clearly showed her nipples poking through.  She was becoming hugely aroused at the sight and feel of herself.  Now the milk was beginning to come.  Her breasts were round, and now starting to look like her belly.  There was no way she would be able to pull those enormous breasts up to her mouth. Not only were they so immensely heavy, they were so full that her nipples were way out of reach of her mouth.  She was huge in every way.

 

Heather stirred to life and looked up.  Her eyes became large as she realized what had happened.  Her dreams had come true.  Bobbie was huge and it was obvious that she couldn't refuse anything Heather wanted to do.  Heather sat up and looked into Bobbie's eyes.  She moved closer and looked down at her breasts.  "Now it's my turn to have something to eat," she grinned, pulled up the crusted shirt, reached for her right breast and put her mouth to Bobbie's right nipple.  She closed her eyes and started to suck.  Her mouth filled quicker than she thought it would and she had to swallow.

 

Bobbie leaned her head back in pleasure and let Heather do whatever she wanted to do.  Heather did!

 

Heather drank the milk until she thought that she would explode, and then she noticed Bobbie's left breast.  Despite her already full stomach, she sucked.  The more she drank the more she wanted.

 

Bobbie hadn't been this hot since Jason had impregnated her six months before.  She thought she would pass out from the pleasure but she didn't.  Her breasts were beginning to return to the size of the previous night; Heather would have to work harder.

 

Without saying a word, Bobbie reached for her left breast and began to lift it to her mouth.  With some of the milk removed, it was now flexible enough to raise it to her mouth, much the way she could before the night of eating.  She sucked and sucked.  After several minutes, the two girls switched.  Bobbie was having the time of her life.  Her belly was growing even while they were feasting on her own juices.  She was feeding herself and Heather at the same time!  She had never imagined such a thing in all of her life.  The emotions were making her wet all over.  Her belly was stretching further and further.

 

Heather was so caught up in the feeding frenzy that she didn't notice that she was very, very full herself.  Her breasts had become excited and were engorged from the increased blood flow.  Her nipples were harder than they had ever been and were seemingly growing harder and longer with every swallow she took.

 

Suddenly, Heather stopped drinking and started running her hands all over Bobbie's belly.  She could feel the babies inside running and playing.  The skin was growing ever tighter, and still Bobbie sucked from her breasts.  Heather placed her head against Bobbie's belly and felt the kicks of the babies with her cheek.  They were alive in there!  They were growing!  They were growing bigger and bigger!  What a wonderful thing that this was.  The more Bobbie drank, the more the babies would grow!

 

Heather had a sudden thought.  Bobbie's babies had really started to grow when she started drinking her own milk.  All she could think of was what had happened between her and Steven a few weeks before.  Some mornings she hadn't felt very well, and her breasts had been growing rapidly since Steven had come over that first time.  There's no way!  But this is so nice!  Bobbie must really be enjoying this time.  She's huge!  And here I am, loving on her and sucking her dry!  She's so big!

 

"Bobbie," Heather was wanting to talk seriously with Bobbie.

 

"Yea," she licked her lips and looked up.

 

"When's the doctor coming over to look at you?"

 

"It's supposed to be tomorrow morning.  He comes over every three or four weeks just to see how I'm doing."  Bobbie looked down at herself.  "I think he's just interested in me and that I'm having eight babies."

 

"Do you like being pregnant, Bobbie?"  Heather was curious, and for a good reason.

 

"Yea!  There's just a feeling that you have that something growing inside of you.  And the fact that I enjoy being big.  It gives me an excuse to be fat!  I like the feeling of it.  My skin is tight and tingles when I rub it."  Bobbie slid her hands across the parts of her belly that she could reach.

 

"I was just curious."

 

"You're not are you?"  Bobbie felt that Heather wasn't telling her something.

 

"No.  I was just wondering.  You look as though you are enjoying yourself."

 

"I am."

 

They heard Bobbie's parents wake up and open their bedroom door.  The girls covered themselves and tried to look like they had just woken up.  Bobbie's mom knocked and looked in.  "Girls, want something for breakfast?"  She looked at Bobbie's figure, now half covered with the bed sheets.  "My, looks like somebody grew a little last night.  Good thing the doctor's coming by tomorrow.  We can know if there is anything we need to do."

 

"We may wait just a little bit about eating breakfast, mom."  Bobbie wanted to be rubbed some more before her parents started getting involved in her day.

 

"Well, when you get ready, just let me know."  Bobbie's mom walked out and shut the door.

 

"How about another rub, Heather?"  Bobbie liked the rubs very much.

 

"Sure thing.  Just keep telling me how you feel as I rub."  Heather grinned at the comment and the rubbing commenced.

 

 

The doctor's visit was different than previous visits.  He brought sonogram equipment with him so he could see if there was anything out of the ordinary going on in Bobbie's womb.

 

It wasn't long before the doctor had all of the equipment set up and had jelly on Bobbie's belly for the tests.  Bobbie had to lie on her back for the tests, which apparently turned the doctor on, because he made a comment under his breath that he'd never seen an abdomen so big, not even at full term.

 

He ran the device over her belly and looked at the monitor.  "They appear to be quite active," he mused while still looking at the screen.

 

"Yes sir, they seem to be from my side too!"  Bobbie grinned as she said it, knowing that the doctor was getting hot from the whole situation.

 

He counted as he went, "one, two, three ... six, seven."  He looked at the screen for a moment and then at where the device was on Bobbie's abdomen.  "Oh boy!"  The doctor looked back at the equipment and continued the count, "eight, nine, ten, and eleven."  The doctor just gaped at Bobbie, stupified!  "How in the world did you get pregnant with eleven babies?  This is unheard of!  Eleven babies!"

 

Bobbie was almost in shock herself.  She knew that they hadn't done the test for three months, but to miss three babies in the count didn't help her feelings either!  "How did you not see them before?"

 

"It happens.  They hide behind each other, or dodge the equipment altogether.  Sometimes it happens.  I've never had experience with more than three babies at a time, and here, you were hiding three babies behind the other eight!"  The doctor put his head in his hands and then raised his head back up and looked out the window.  He glanced back at Bobbie.  "Are you feeling any discomfort?  Any pain?"

 

"No.  I've noticed that my skin is starting to get very tight, but other than that I'm fine.  The tight skin doesn't even bother me."  Bobbie had a somber face, as though she were the unwilling victim in some uncontrolled science experiment.  "Is there anything wrong, doctor?"

 

"I'm just worried for your safety, Bobbie.  There's never been anyone pregnant with more than six or seven, and usually all of the babies don't survive."

 

Bobbie showed a little concern.  "What can I do?"

 

"Well, to be honest with you, nothing at this point.  Just keep getting plenty of rest and eat well, but there is the problem.  The more you eat, the more you are going to grow.  The uterus and the skin of the abdomen have a limit.  I don't know what that limit is, and I hope that we don't find out here.  Your skin is so tight!  By the tests, you have nearly three months to go.  Most of the growth during pregnancy occurs during the last three months.  You're bigger than any woman has ever been, and you have just crossed the sixth month - and you're still only twelve years old!"  The doctor shook his head and looked at Bobbie.

 

Bobbie looked down at her ever-expanding figure and then up at the doctor.  A look of concern was on her face.  She was about to speak when her stomach growled.  She could only think that supper wouldn't be that long off...

 

 

 

Let me know how you feel about the way the story's going.  You can now find me at andybenefield@hotmail.com

 

Chapter 8 is on its way!

 

As always, I look forward to feedback.  I will write you back.  If she has huge, growing breasts and is very, very pregnant (with more than one), I'd like to meet her!  J