(This story is a reupload, written by me. The image it's attached to was created using the SoulCalibur VI character creation system. After creating a character that matches one in an original story of mine, I convert a snapshot of him/her into a sketch creator. I dearly hope you enjoy the story and the imagery of the pregnant main character, Lizzy.)

The pickup truck parked in a space at the WhackRonald's parking lot, it was quiet and not very busy that summer night. A tall blonde girl steps out of the vehicle, wearing a white tank-top, pink shorts, and black flip-flops. Unfortunately, the shirt couldn't property accommodate her massive pregnant belly - she was huge. With the fabric completely drawn up to her breasts, the nine-month swollen middle was utterly exposed. Three little ones pushed around within, pulsating her taut flesh.

Waddling in, the kiosk greets Lizzy with a delightful menu. She felt comfortable coming to WhackRonald's at night since not many people were around to see her in a time of such extreme fertility. Not paying attention, Lizzy's popped bellybutton pokes the screen and selects a large chocolate milkshake. "Whoops, I suppose that's your choice kiddos." She grinned, drawing a slow rub across her girth with her thin fingers. Upon ordering and receiving her meal, she took it to go.

Opening the tailgate of her truck, the girl sits in the back beneath the stars - the vehicle lowers halfway to the street. With a greasy paper bag and a large styrofoam cup, Lizzy is ready to coax her appetite for a little while. She blushed while looking down at herself, realizing this is what she'd look like if she swallowed her boyfriend. Laying to her back, Lizzy let her skinny legs dangle off the truck as she pulls the double beef special from the bag. Unwrapping it, the girl fits the whole thing in her mouth and sinks it down her throat like a snake.

Her balloon belly grows further, watching the vague stretch marks strain. "I'd make a good snake Mommy." Said Lizzy, pulling a large fry box from the bag. Careful not to spill any, she widens her mouth and pours them in. Similar to a squirrel, they're stored in her cheeks as she munches on them all at once. In one solid gulp, they make their way to her orb and join the children. Suddenly, the top button of Lizzy's shorts burst off - showing off a portion of her tighty-whiteys. "Guess I've outgrown them." Blushed the girl.

Finally, she grabs the large shake. Lizzy tries to sit up for this one, but fails. Realizing that even if she didn't eat so much, laying down in this state was a bad idea. Of course, she developed a strategy for this. Placing the shake back down, the girl rolls herself to her side and manages to get one knee onto the deck. Carefully, she gets the other foot to the ground and successfully stands up at the back of the truck. Shutting the hatchback, Liz drains the thick beverage down her gullet and crushes it.

"UUUUURP...!" With the belch of a lioness, the soon-to-be Mommy rubs her stomach as far as she could reach across it. "Delicious." She whispered, satisfaction in her shaky composure. Lizzy could hardly hold herself up, so she puts both palms to her lower back for support. Opening the door to the drivers seat, the girl notices the space between the seat and the wheel is no longer enough to fit her. It was already adjusted as far back as it could go, so her only choice now is to wait and shrink a little with time. THE END