I don't walk very far anymore and spend most of my time laying on the couch eating. I know that will just make me bigger, but I don't care. I'm hoping...I'll bust out of this shirt one day while I'm just sitting here. Wouldn't that be great?I'm at 41 weeks now and my reflection can no longer fit inside my mirror. My mom measured me the other day and I was 76 inches! The doctor thinks the babies I'm carrying are atleast 13 pounds by now. I can't believe I got so huge! I always hoped this would. Tears started to fall down her cheeks, Michael went to her and held them both, he kissed Wilma and said, "It's soon isn't it?" She couldn't say anything, but nodded her head, Michael kissed her again, "I'm coming with you, and I'm going to make sure you're safe when you get onto that bastards craft!"Wilma shook her head, "No Michael, I can't let you endanger yourself, you're needed here to look after the children, what if something goes wrong?"Michael still held her and kissed her again, "It's. The whole situation was dangerous yet strangely arousing for her. She watched with growing horror as he took the pole and pushed it inside. The dildo shaped end went smoothly up her pussy. He moved it deeper. She wanted to cry, because it started to hurt. Finally, he stopped. She could feel cold metal inside her body. What was his plan?The man took a big metal wheel and screwed it to the other end of the pole. Then he took some kind of collar. He snapped it around her left ankle and fastened. Long, dirty, unwashed hair, flannel shirts, torn, stained jeans, the whole routine. A drum set and two guitars were set up, and a lone mircophone stood on a stand in front of the band.They eyed her suspiciously as she walked in, her cowboy boots making loud clunking noises."Jill," she said, not offering her hand. The three men stood and introduced themselves as Billy, Sam and Joel. Joel was the lead guitarist, Billy the dummer, and Sam held played the bass."Well," she said after the.