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I slowly opened the door to the doctors office. When the door creaked open, the few people in the waiting room turned to see who was coming in. I still had not gotten used to the stares I got from people. I could see it in their eyes, they felt bad for me, wondering how I was walking, wondering how my back didn’t break, wondering how I was still pregnant. I waddled over to the reception desk to sign in, but before I got there the nurse said “Hi Andy, welcome back, have a seat, the doctor will be with you shortly”. Since my due date 10 days ago, I had been into the doctor 3 times, they had come to expect me.

I made my way over to my usual chair. I turned around and lowered myself carefully down to a seated position. The seat groaned under my weight, but it was a relief for me to get off my feet. Even walking the short distance from my car, my feet were aching. But now as I sat my hips started to hurt. Over the past few days the baby had settled into the birth canal, and my hips began to spread. It was so dramatic that some of my boxer shorts didn’t fit anymore. My ass had gotten plumper with the pregnancy and now with my hips getting wider, my pants weren’t fitting. I had taken to wearing track pants that hung low under my belly.

The bad thing about the track pants was that the waist band dug into my belly as it settled on my lap. Sitting down it reached half way to my knees, and felt like a medicine ball sitting on my lap. With the weight resting on my lap, I could still feel the strain on my back. The good news was that the baby was calm. He had run out of room to move around over the past few weeks and only squirmed around a bit. He was still relatively large and growing every day, so even the slightest movement hurt. When he did move around, not only did my internal organs get a pummeling, but my skin, that was already so stretched, strained more so against his movements. The confines of my womb had become incredibly shallow, so he was clearly visible as he made his painful movements against my sore orb.

The baby was positioned for birth, and had been for the past 3 weeks, which made everyone wonder why he was taking his time being born. I put my hand on the front of my belly, right towards the popped out belly button, and I could feel the baby’s butt. The more I moved my hand lower I could feel his head close to the bottom of my belly, just waiting.

“Andy, the doctor is ready for you”

Getting up was the worst. I put both hands on the arms of the chair and pushed myself up. As soon as I got up far enough, my hand joined my lower back, where it always stayed. With all the added weight on my body, my back had a terrible arch to it. I walked into the office and the nurse lead me to the scale. I always hated this part. At this point, I got on the scale backwards because my belly stuck out so much in the front that I wouldn’t be able to fit on it. I heard the movement of the weights, and the nurse slide the scale to see what my weight was. “245, that up 2 lbs this week”.

I had been eating very well throughout my pregnancy and didn’t get very fat at all. The added weight was just baby and water. I headed over to the exam table and did what I has done every 3 days for the past 3 weeks. I leaned up against the table and shimmied off my flip flops. My feet had swollen with this pregnancy so wearing shoes was no longer an option, I was lucky it was still hot out. I then slipped my fingers into the elastic on my track pants. I made a mental note that the elastic was getting tighter, and if I didn’t have this kid in the next day or 2, I’d have to invest in a new pair. I pulled them down and shimmied them to the floor. There was no way I was going to bend over and try to pick them up, the nurse always got them for me at the end of my exam.

I then peeled my shirt from my body. Because of all the added weight, I was always warm. My shirt was a bit damp and it felt nice to get it off of me. All this movement was a lot for me, and I looked forward to sitting down on the table again. I sat down and waited for the doctor, looking at the huge belly in my lap. I could barely see my belly button but it had popped out a few days ago as the baby grew, I could see just the tip jutting out into the air at point B on my linea negra. I also saw a few violet stretch marks on the top of my belly. Early in my pregnancy I was carrying the baby pretty high, so I grew a lot there initially and got stretch marks. Since the baby dropped I'm sure I had a ton on the lower part of my belly. The skin certainly felt stretched to the limit now that the baby’s head was so low. I also noticed my pecs, they now hung a bit and rested on the top of my belly. They hadn’t gotten huge, but just enough to look swollen. My nipples also got a bit bigger and darker. I could feel them swollen with milk, and was almost excited for the kid to be born so I could drain them. They were almost sore to the touch.

I had to sit with my legs spread wide to accommodate my belly. The pressure of the baby deep in my hips forced my legs wide. Just then the doctor came in. “So, Andy, how are you feeling?”

I let him know about the pressure in my hips, and that I really hadn’t gotten much sleep in the past few days, and I was just generally uncomfortable. He told me again that he really didn’t want to induce labor. While the baby was still pretty big, with the width of my hips I would still e able to deliver naturally. Plus, if he did induce me, they contractions would generally be stronger than if I went on my own. He did say that if I didn’t start contracting in the next 2 weeks he would induce me. But now it was time for the fun part, a quick exam.

The doctor helped me lower myself to a lying position on the table. Lying flat on my back was not one of my favorite positions. I could feel the weight of my entire belly on top of me. I had gained about 50 lbs in the pregnancy, and I carried most of it in my belly. As the baby settled on top of my various organs, I felt everything inside me move around to accommodate the weight of the baby. He also squirmed around a bit, getting comfortable. I could see his cramped form struggle underneath the barely elastic skin, pressing out with his limbs and causing my rotundity to distort. Breathing became more difficult as I lied down, but not as bad as it had been when I was carrying higher. I could breath normally, but not as deep as Id like to.

The doctor began his exam by taking a tour of my belly. He started at the top, feeling his way down the sides to get the positioning of the baby. I groaned a bit each time he put pressure on my belly. My skin was already stretched to the max, and the pressure of his hands didn’t feel great. I could see the reddish fingerprints that he left behind as he moved along my orb. As he moved around he would press on the left side of my belly and force the baby to the right. I could see the right side bulge out as he did this. I also felt everything inside me move as he felt around. His examination was painfully slow, as if he was savoring the moment. I, however, was not. He made his way to the lowest part of my belly and located the head. The kid didn’t like his head being touched and immediately started kicking and punching my insides. “Oof!” I let out, and the doctor knew what was wrong.

The doctor let me know the baby was a good 10.5 lbs, and I still could probably deliver a 12 lbs baby with little to no trouble. “Okay, Andy. I need you to put your feet in the stirrups now.” He pulled them around to the front of the bed and helped me lift my tender, swollen ankles into the supports. I felt extremely vulnerable in this position, but I didn't really want to protest. I wanted to know why I hadn't delivered this baby yet, why I was still massive and swollen, my belly perpetually on the verge of popping. The doctor applied some lubrication to his gloves and began his investigation of my canal. The lubrication was a bit chilly when he initially made contact, but I got over the sensation quite quickly. He “Hrm'd” and “Aah'd” as he prodded about, his fingers produced a lot of pressure, which meant that I probably wasn't dilated even a half centimeter. I rubbed my belly while my curiosity peaked, mostly because the only thing in my field of vision was my giant, stretch mark-ridden rotundity and my feet perched high in the air.

After a few minutes he came up for air, snapping his latex gloves off and tossing them into a nearby bin. “Well, we have good news and bad news. The bad news is that you're not even remotely dilated so labor won't happen today. However, your canal looks flush, so you can expect labor to begin over the next few days. Just pay attention to your body, when you can feel your whole lower body clenching, that's a genuine contraction.” He splayed a hand out on my sore belly for effect. “Let's get this baby out of here soon!” I hid my grumble as best I could at his decision to manhandle my pregnancy so. Oh great, he just pinched my outtie.

He helped me back up to a sitting position which was a struggle for me. The baby had to then settle into a new position in my lap. He squirmed deeper into my pelvis and I felt my hips ache even more. The doctor then said good bye and let me know he was looking forward to seeing me soon at the hospital.

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Marylandavedc:
Hope you going to write more?

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I really, really like this one!! I hope you continue with it.

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Please continue. It is really good.

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i cant wait to see more :)

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Great story! I really enjoyed reading it.

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I thought this story was hugely erotic - well done! It would be lovley to feel new life in your belly.If you were that big the best thing to wear woulb be maternity dungarees that would fit over your belly.

You would also need to rub in loads of coco butter into your belly to keep it supple.



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