Superhero Is A Copyrighted Term Pt. 1Houston, Texas
“Need a hand, Barbara Ann?” Jan, the owner of the diner, asked from behind the counter. A new pair of customers had just sat down at a window-side table.
“Oh, it’s no worry,” Barbara said with her usual gumption, smiling as she waddled from her seat to the side of the counter down between the tables to the occupied booth. “Hiya folks. What can I do for ya?”
“Barbara, don’t you recognize me?” the woman at the table said, removing her sunglasses.
“Josephine! I couldn’t tell it was you with that new hairdo,” Barbara said with a loud laugh, her arms relaxing and resting on top of her rounded belly. “It looks so good with the curl.”
“Thank you. Your hair is looking great as always,” Josephine smiled back, admiring Barbara’s long, golden locks. “They say pregnancy helps that sort of thing. Maybe that’s why you have so many
Human Error Pt. 2
"You're sure you got me signed up properly?" Julia asked, her hands running as far down her belly as she could go to help her balance as she waddled into the local YMCA.
"Of course, Calia and I got everything taken care of," Ruby said, coming in behind Julia since the two of them were too big to fit in the doorway.
"You two don't have a great track record when it comes to organization and my pregnancy," Julia said, nervously watching Calia bound over to the front desk.
"Hi! My friends and I are signed up for today's lamaze class," Calia said, leaning over to get the attention of the receptionist who was distracted by her computer.
"Okay, great," the receptionist said in a pleasantly disinterested tone as she lifted her head. "Just fill out our sign-in sheet and mark the OH MY GOD!"
The whole front desk jumped at the sight of Ruby and Julia's pregnant bellies and every eye within range was staring directly at them. Even as Calia was leaning against the desk and giving a generous view of
Human Error Pt. 1
Julia groaned and let out an exhausted sigh when she finally shuffled into her apartment. It was close to one in the morning and she couldn't have felt more dead tired. With each step, it felt like her ankles and knees were made out of lead and she wasn't moving too quickly through her apartment. When Julia got to the midway point between her bedroom and the kitchen, she paused and grunted again. She had a splitting headache that wouldn't stop throbbing and was already in a miserable mood so eating was central in her mind. Her eyes watered and winced when the fridge's light hit her in the dark of the apartment and when she adjusted enough to get a good look for herself, Julia saw there wasn't much to eat anyway. With another groan, she grabbed the little bit of lunch meat that was left and wrapped it around a slice of cheddar cheese, chewing and gulping down the improvised snack quickly.
Now Julia was ready to finally collapse into bed. Her balance was already impaired by alcohol and i
Alice's Trying DayIt was another hot, sunny day in New Havana, Florida. It’s just after 11 o’clock and the air conditioning of the local Target is pumping out full blast. Their least normal employee, Alice Mendoza stood at her usual countertop. Her shoulder length, deep umber hair is pulled back by a pink hair tie. With her right hand she fans herself with a piece of paper. She uses her left hand to idly fidget with her left golden loop earring. A lone bead of sweat rolls down the right side of her face.
“Of all the places to put me, they put me in returns. Every time the damned door opens more and more of the AC escapes! Don’t they know how hot it gets in here!?” Alice moans aloud as she leans up against the countertop. She is wearing her mandated red collared shirt. Her shirt hugs her curves, rolling across her soft shoulders, down her round breasts, and following the maternal curve that is her pregnant belly.
Alice hadn’t gotten much sleep last night as she
Girls Grow Up So Fast Pt 3May 14, 2016
Sarah leaned back into her couch, sighing softly. She was too big for the office. That was for certain. Thanks to modern technology, however, she didn’t have to worry about losing her job. She finished e-mailing the most recent balance sheet for her company. Thankfully tax season was over, or she’d be really swamped.
Speaking of being swamped, seeing as her breasts could now devour her apartment whole, she had to deal with a lot of paperwork to find herself a new home. Unfortunately, the idea of houses to home breasts the size of a flat with a vaulted ceiling was not quite a thing. Of course, being one of the few women in the world with breasts larger than herself probably contributed to this scarcity of housing.
After the first few days of just sitting in the park, she had finally been able to find an airplane hangar that wasn’t being used. It was only sparsely decorated, mostly with just a few mattresses, a large couch, and Sarah’s only access to