Emi's 3rd Pregnancy #6 - Sisyphean Tasks

Well... this got out of control fast, huh? 🤣

Entry on the Vault

Story written by GhostPlasma and edited by Warmind Asura!

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Emi giggled nervously as the bed creaked ominously beneath her weight.

“Come on! Put your fucking back into, Matt!” she jested, as she wiggled her wrists in her husband’s hands.

Matt looked up from where he was watching her legs dangle off the side of the bed. She swung them playfully back and forth just above the floor. He glared as he adjusted his grip on her wrists.

“Are you going to help, or just be dead weight?” he grumbled.

Emi smirked, and replied, “I'd make a beautiful corpse.”

From beneath her enormous belly she squirmed, and shook her legs back and forth. Emi used the motion to help her massive body slide down the divot she had formed in the bed like a ramp. Between Matt pulling, and Emi’s machinations her feet eventually made contact with solid ground.

As they did, Emi locked her legs and leaned forward slightly. Matt simultaneously pulled her to her feet with a loud grunt. Once she was fully on her feet Emi was able to widen her stance and find some stability. While holding his hands she leaned forward, and pushed her belly into Matt’s crotch. She tilted her face up towards him, closed her eyes, and puckered her lips looking for a kiss. Matt simply rolled his eyes. When the kiss didn’t come, Emi opened her eyes and shot her husband a look. She grabbed his sweater and yanked him forward and over the top of her massive chest and belly. He smirked back as she locked lips with him. Enjoying the moment with his wife.

As they kissed, Emi’s stomach growled loudly. Emi broke the kiss with a nervous giggle, and then looked down at her incredibly massive belly. Over the past few weeks that sound had been a near constant reminder of the rapid growth of their children within her.

“I guess I better go grab a snack, huh?” she laughed.

The demands of the pregnancy had left the short blunette with an absolutely ravenous appetite. Eating anything and everything she could get her hands on was now a regular occurrence. Emi was constantly demanding more and more food at all hours of the day and night. There had even been moments when she had sent Matt to cook meals in the middle of the night. Emi had even somehow managed to convince Aya that she still wasn’t getting enough nutrients, and that supplementing parts of her diet with high calorie breast milk would help curb her cravings. It had taken a few weeks and consistent prodding, but Emi had eventually managed to break Aya down and get her to donate to her cause.

She let go of him and slowly turned her gravid body, before she began waddling towards the kitchen on unsteady legs. Her movements had grown heavy and slow alongside her body. It was only when she did so that she revealed the biggest change of the past few weeks.

Despite her constant gorging, his wife hadn’t managed to put on an ounce of weight outside of her belly and breasts. Instead, Emi had actually lost an almost concerning amount of weight from the rest of her body. It was in part why Aya had finally agreed to start sharing her milk. He stared at his wife’s bare back and ass as she plodded along. Her once plump and fat backside was now as slim as the day they had started dating back in high school.

Emi’s belly and boobs, which jutted out of the small woman’s body were now even more exaggerated thanks to her continued weight loss as all available accumulated fat and nutrients poured into the growth occurring inside her womb. She waddled forward on unstable legs, the shift in mass having wreaked havoc on her sense of balance. It was seemingly even starting to make walking difficult. Matthew shadowed her as she made her way to the kitchen, ready to grab her should she start to tip.