“Mary Jane’s mother.”“Her mom’s a senator?” Nick said, almost whining.“How do you not know who her mom is?”“We never talked about it... She complained about how controlling her mom was, but she said nothing else, and she never said her mom was a senator.”Taylor stepped back from Nick and let out a puff of air.“Wow,” Taylor said, pacing in a small arc while he let the idea this might be a coincidence sink in, “you have seriously fucked up.”“I didn’t know,” Nick said, the tears coming again.“Nick,”. This onedidn't either - at least he didn't remember seeing any from hisprevious visits. Carrying the three big bags of diapers at the sametime was going to be difficult enough. He didn't want to make mattersworse by also carrying his wallet and keys separately. Bowing to theinevitable, he threw his wallet and keys back into his purse and pickedit up as he left his car. Cursing all women for not having the senseto have decent pockets in all their clothes, he went into the store insearch of. There is the slightestcurve to my stomach as well. I regularly rub ointment into it so I don'tget stretch marks.Fast forward to month 6 and I am as big as a house. I feel so heavy. Myboobs are like giant udders sloshing with milk that leak a little everytime I hear a baby cry. As for my belly, well it's like having a massivebeach ball inflated in my middle, only it's lower than my stomach and itjust keeps getting bigger and heavier. It's putting pressure on myvagina that is ever so arousing. My. I said okay for now. I feel like shiting and I want all you 3 bitch whores to eat my shit in a plate willingly. As I had heavy lunch I unloaded more shit. Their mother went to kitchen and brought 3 plates and each bitches had one in their hands. As I was shiting each one brought their plates near and my shit hole and took their shares. After I finished shiting equally in their plates they started to eat the shit from their plates. I ordered them that each one should feed others. Mom started to.