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I awoke with a start and that annoying feeling in my bladder. When my eyes adjust it hits me that the warm feeling against my face is not a pillow, but it appears that I've been using Lisa's chest as a substitute. She's bare with the exception of her bra and my hand is resting on her tight abs. Who knew Lisa was so built... I'm eye level with her breast and it would take nothing for me to move her bra aside and suck her nipple into my mouth. I really want to do that – The baby in my belly shifted baring down on my bladder; I jumped up and moved quickly to the bathroom. , bringing me out of my perverted thoughts to remind me how much I need to pee.

Damn baby won't let me be great. All I wanted was to wake Lisa with a nice nipple suck, but my child decided that she will be the only one enjoying nipples in the near future. Ugh, I don't want to think about giving birth. I'll just pretend that when it's time she'll slide on out with a smile and give me the peace sign as she leaves with her new parents.

After handling my morning ritual, I crawl back into bed and snuggle right back into Lisa's chest. Her body heat mixed with her strong arms wrapping around me have my eyes falling shut. I could really get used to this.

Wait a minute...I smell food.

I slowly open my eyes and sniff again. Yep, bacon. I smell bacon, and maybe sausage. Wait, there's something else. My highly trained nose is picking up something sweet, like pancakes, or maybe waffles I'm not sure. As much as I would love to stay here and cuddle with my new pillow, duty calls. I carefully climb out of bed and follow the smells downstairs to the kitchen. Krystal is standing at the stove in a pink silk robe flipping pancakes and frying scrambled eggs at the same time. This is a woman after my own heart.

I stood there like a deer caught in headlights when she finally saw me. "Good morning sweetheart. How did you sleep?" Krystal beamed, holding out her hands to take my own and kissed my cheeks.

"Great. Thank you for letting us stay the night."

"Don't thank me sweetheart. There was no way I was going to let Lisa drive at that time of night when the both of you were exhausted. You can stay here anytime you want." She turned back to the stove. "Breakfast will be ready soon. You look like you're starving."

"Well, I'm always hungry." I took a seat at the kitchen table to watch her finish cooking.

She smiled sweetly. "Oh, the joys of being pregnant."

I wouldn't exactly call it that. It's more annoying than anything else because it seems I'm constantly stuffing my face with something, or peeing. I haven't had any strange cravings throughout my pregnancy so far, but I'm coming up on my seventh month so that may change.

"When I was pregnant with Bambam, I thought it gave me the excuse to pig out which I did religiously. I gained almost seventy pounds but I didn't care really, I just wanted cookies." Krystal said as she came to sit by me at the table.

"Wow, seventy pounds?" I can't even imagine gaining that much weight in nine months. I think Dr. Bitch said I had gained close to twenty but that's nowhere near seventy...

"Yep. I was such a fat ass. You gain the most weight toward the end. I remember I gained seven pounds in a week. It was depressing." She shook her head. "Now, when I was pregnant with Lisa I only gained forty pounds, and with Rose twenty five."

"Just twenty five?"

"Yes, I was very petite and I didn't have to wear maternity clothes." She rubbed in.

"Well, that explains why she's such a little troll."

Krystal laughed. "She took after my mother's side of the family. They were all very small and petite. I can remember my father teasing my mother and calling her one of Santa's Christmas elves."

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