You Don't Know

“You look great, Kerry, don’t be so hard on yours,” I tell my friend Kerry who is eight months pregnant.

“I’m a fucking cow! That’s why he ignores me. All he sees is how I used to be thin and I blew up into this,” Kerry says wiping tears that are running her makeup.

Personally, I never saw her as being very big. I’ve see a few girls with twins before and they were huge. My friend Kerry is just feeling really hormonal and I can’t seem to calm her. We were ok just a few moments ago when she came over to hang out. Then the damned TV plays the court channel and she somehow connects with a fat lady vs. her husband. I don’t know what happened, all I know is I got a crying, eight month pregnant woman in my house making me feel bad.

She looks at me and I say, “You’re not that big, Kerry. You look beautiful, all pregnant woman get… um… beautiful.”

“Shut up, I’m huge and you know it. Look how small you look to me,” she says as she slides beside me, looking at both our stomachs. Which if she’s looking for mine she won’t find one. “Every part of my body is fat to yours.”

“I’m a very small girl, Kerry,” I try to explain. Although, it doesn’t seem to work she just cries more and it’s getting on my last nerve. I know it must be difficult to be so pregnant and all but damn my life isn’t prefect being this size.

She walks into my living room, “I’m just a big blimp and Jim is going to dump me because I’m not pretty anymore.”

“Get a hold of yours Nebby, she’s having a tough day, just let her vent and she’ll stop crying,” I think to myself as I ball my fist. She sits on my couch and mopes around continuing to talk about herself being fat. I start to hear it ring in my head as I turn away from her and try to not pay attention. “She’s… having a bad day, Nebby,” I try to keep myself from saying anything bad. Time seems to linger as she continues nagging.

“Shut the fuck up!” I yell out. She stops and looks at me confused. I watch slowing into my living room towards her from my kitchen. “Ok, you blew up huge. You’re a fucking manatee, you have the biggest stomach I have ever seen. Hell, your back even has tits! There, I said it. Is that what you want? Someone to tell you that you’re huge? Ok? You’re fat and for another month you’re going to get bigger!” I yell at her as I have completely lost it.

She huffs of a bit then cries louder as she runs out my front door. After a few moments I realize that I was a total bitch for yelling at her. I follow her out my door and off the porch, “Kerry, wait!”

She stops and looks at me with a kind of scared look. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean that. It’s just that I don’t know how you feel.”

“You’re damn right you don’t know.” I see her look away and her face seems to change as she seems happier.

“That’s it, Kerry. I don’t know what it’s like to be big and pregnant. And maybe one day I will know and I’ll -”

“Yes, you will!” she says, loudly interrupting me. I don’t know what she means by that or why she had to put it that way. I look to her for an answer to her comment as she walks over and picks up my garden hose from my small flower bed. I raise my eyebrow to her as she dust the dirt off the end and looks up at me smiling. “That’s about to change,” she says as she stomps on my left foot. I yell and when I open my mouth she stuffs the hose down into my mouth and down into my throat some. With wide eyes I look at her unsure of what she’s doing. Tugging on the hose proves to be useless and I begin to wonder how I’m going to remove it.

Kerry walks over to the valve and gives me one last wicked look, “I’m going to make you as big as I feel, so you’ll know how it feels.”

I can’t believe my eyes, Kerry starts cranking the water up and I soon feel the cold water enter my body. I don’t even get to swallow it, from where the hose is now it does directly down my throat. I pull harder on the hose but it doesn’t even more an inch my throat has a firm grip on it. I then feel my stomach filling up. Kerry approaches me and looks me in the eyes.

“It’s similar to this, you’re body just keeps getting bigger. Of course normally after nine months a beautiful addition to your life comes out. In your case…” she stops talking to lean over and tickle my belly as it starts to puff out a bit with water, “you’re just going to retain a lot of water.” I groan and hold my belly as I can feel it distend between my fingers.

“Why is she turning me into a water balloon?” I think to myself.

I start to resemble months of pregnancy as minutes fly by. My now three month prenant-like belly looks up at me while I look at it. Kerry has gone mad as she touches and talks to my stomach like there is actually a baby growing inside.

“How are you doing in there? I hope Momma Nebby takes good care of you,” she says while touching and lifting my shirt up to expose my stomach to the world. All the sudden I feel a strange flow change in water. My stomach is still growing but my shirt is getting tighter.

Kerry notices and adds, “Oh, looks like the milk is coming in for you little guy.” She gives me a gentle poke in the right boob and I blush.

“Now my chest? I sure how she snaps out of it and stops this before I get too big,” I think to myself as I cup my now growing breasts.

Underneath my budding chest, my stomach looks like I’m five months pregnant. Before long my B cup bra is getting very snug and I look like I’d be better off in a D. My boobs overflowing my bra on all ends and it’s getting harder to breathe. Reaching behind myself I try to life my shirt up and unhook my bra before I burst off of me. It’s being pulled so tight, I’m not used to it fitting this well.

With some skill I unhook it and my boobs surge forward and put a strain to my shirt. Kerry giggles, “Looks like Momma Nebby is going to feed you good.”

She gives me another poke and my boobs giggle like jell-o. If blowing up like a balloon in front of your friend wasn’t enough she’s making fun of me. I swat at her hands trying to get her to stop touching me.

“Oh Nebby, you think you’re full enough?” she asks, to which I nod in response. “Ok, let’s turn this water off.”

“Thank God!” I think to myself as I wipe my forehead.

Kerry walks over to the valve then stops and thinks before looking back at me with that same devilish look. “Wait, didn’t you say I had the biggest belly you ever saw?” she asks as my heart hit’s the ground. “You know what, Nebby? I’m going to give YOU the biggest belly you’ll ever see,” she says giggling as she cranks the water flow to full blast.

I wave my arms at her in protest but I’m in no position to do anything but grow. The water pushes hard down into my throat and I feel my stomach grow faster along with my chest. I hold onto my chest and stomach as if it’ll help as I hear my shirt start to rip.

“Nebby, you saw that new Willy Wonka movie right?” I look at her, nodding and sweating as I don’t like where this is going. “Well, if that’s the biggest belly you ever saw, I HAVE to make you bigger than that,” she says leaning against my house with her arms crossed, enjoying my torment.

I shake my head at her and hold onto my belly that looks like a swallowed a beach ball and my breasts looking more like I got basketballs attached to me. My shirt rips right down the middle and I’m sure Kerry gets a good view at my massive cleavage before the whole shirt goes to pieces. The water weight is getting too much as I start having trouble standing. I try to gentle sit down but it’s more like I bend my knees and fall backwards. My breasts and stomach jiggle like a water balloon as I lay on my back and get bigger. I soon realize that this probably isn’t the best position to be in when you are being pumped up huge with water. Not that I can do anything, I try to roll but it’s more of me just flailing my arms and jiggling my boobs and belly more.

Kerry giggles, “You really let yourself go, Nebby. You know I don’t feel so big anymore. You have shown me that I’m not a be fat cow… you are!”

She approaches me and rubs her hand along my bloating stomach and walks past my breasts and flips my left nipple before looking down over my face.

I see her smiling face along with my increasing bust, “It’s really something to cry about huh? Although, you having taste the true embarrassment of it. People have to see you this big, your phone’s on the table in the kitchen right?” She looks at me for an answer, “Ah, who am I kidding asking you, you’re way to busy being huge.”

She prances up my porch and into my house. I start to feel my boobs slide to the my sides and lay on my arms pinning them to the grass. I can’t even tell how large my belly is but it has to be immense by now.

A few moments later, Kerry comes out my front door with my phone to her ear, “That’s right Josh…”

“Josh! No he can’t see me like this! That bitch is going to ruin it for me!” I think to myself as I gnaw on the hose in anger. Not that is has any effect my teeth aren’t sharp enough. Josh is a guy I’ve been dating for a while and he is everything I want in a man. I try so hard to impress him, and I’m sure he won’t approve of my new… um… shape.

I listen in on Kerry as she continues, “Yeah, Nebby told me she’s WET for you. Yeah. Her mouth is literally WATERING for you. She is THIRSTY for your body. I’d say she’s at her house now waiting for you. If I were you I’d get down there ASAP. K, buh bye.” She hangs up the phone and laughs at me, “I swear every time I look at you you’re so much bigger. You need to change your diet, girl.” I feel her give a few pokes to my belly that is now so full that it sits about four foot off the ground.

I feel some of my belly hanging over my lap and on my legs, my boobs are like three foot in diameter. I feel so full and completely helpless, but my skin keeps stretching.

Kerry leans against my breast and looks at me again, “I think Josh is really going to love your new look I think… wait, don’t you have a hose in your backyard too?” She starts to wonder off as I start to get worried at the wild look in her eye again. She wonders around back and comes with another hose, I kick myself for buying a hose long enough to reach the front yard. She returns with a hose pinched in her hand, “Oh Nebby, she have to get you looking nice for Josh. I think Josh likes a woman with a nice, FULL figure. We don’t have much time, he’ll be here soon.”

She reaches up and pushes the second hose into my belly button to my surprise she has this one on full blast too. I quiver as my expansion has now doubled. I can feel myself going several inches a second now. I try to protest with kicking and screaming but I can do neither. I’m just a big sloshing water balloon girl.

Kerry gives me a kiss on my belly, “You be a babe and tell Josh hi for me. That is if he gets here in time, you know before you have too much of a good time. Ciao!” I can’t believe she casually waves and walks away from me like this. I could explode at any second and she just doesn’t care. There is no way this is going unpunished, if Josh gets here in time and saves me, that bitch is done! I watch her get in her car and leave, as my body gets bigger and bigger… and bigger… and bigger…