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Vicky had a serious attitude problem, but it wasn't her fault.  As a child, she was quite heavy and was the target of ridicule and torment.  When she was 15, she decided to lose the weight and gine some confidence, she suceeded.  However, being picked on left her bitter and angry, she never forgot how people laughed at her when she was fat and how much they objectified her now that she was lean.  Vicky spent her time alone, no friends no companionship.  She spent nearly every free hour working out at a local gym to keep her weight managed, but with that, came many people who stared and tried to chat her up.

Now 22, Vicky was still bitter and alone.  She was constantly asked out but always objected, it didn't matter who it was or what they looked like.  Every morning before heading off to the gym, Vicky would admire her perfect body her full length vanity mirror.  Until one morning, however, Vicky had no problems with her appearance.

Waking at her usual time of 8am, Vicky threw on her tight half shirt and some bike shorts for her morning exercise, she looked at her body as she pulled her hair up and noticed her belly seemed to be bloated.  Taken aback by her bigger middle, Vicky placed her hand on it and decided it was nothing more than bad PMS.

As she continued to pul her hair up into a ponytail, her eyes never left her swollen middle.  Despite her confidence it was nothing more than bloating, she couldn't help but be alarmed as she ntoiced her belly swell out further, right before her eyes.

She returned her hand to her middle and pressed in, it was firm and didn't give to her hands putting pressure on it.  She turned to her side and saw her belly was quite larger than it had been earlier.  Wearing her half shirt made it very obvious that she was no longer taut and lean.

Vicky never had any company or friends, so the idea of pregnancy never even reigistered with her.  She walked into her bathroom to grab some Midol, hoping that the bloating would decrease within a few minutes.

She returned to her room and stood in front of the mirror, rubbing her protruding belly.  As she rubbed it, she felt an odd sensation.  Her belly seemed to be trembling from beneathher fingertips, she then felt her belly expand under her hands, pushing them apart.  Vicky looked down and could no longer see her feet!  Her eyes returned to her mirror and she saw, what looked like, a 6 month pregnant belly attacthed toher body.  She turned to her side and saw how big she really was now.  Her shirt kept no secrets and her tight shorts were being pforced downward to make room for her expanding belly.

Vicky's eyes were wide, with both confusion and fear.  A shaking hand resumed its place on her belly, again, she pushed in and it did not give.  The same trembling feeling shook her belly again, this time a strange gurgling noise acompanied it, once more, her belly expanded, but this time the expansion was one quick spurt!  A very forceful growth spurt thrust so much weight into her belly that it forced Vicky to fall to her knees.

Finding her center of gravity, Vicky slowly straightened up and saw her belly, now looking full term, resting against her lap, the weight was enough to cause her back to ache.  Slowly standing up, Vicky looked at her reflection once again, her eyes tearing up.  Her belly was very big and seemed to be pulsing with something moving inside of it.  Her shorts were pushed down very far, barely able to cover her, and now her shirt was nothing more than a spontaneous bra.  She hadn't noticed until now, that her breasts had also swollen up and were quite heavy too.

Patting her firm and heavy belly, Vicky sighed and tried to understand what was wrong with her.  Suddenly, the pulsing movement inside of her grew in intensity, strength and speed.  Another power gurgling noise echoed from her body, with that, her belly seemed to grow again right in her eyes!  Not a spurt, but a steady filling of her already engorged belly.  All Vicky could do was watch in horror as her belly grew and grew.  With each passing second, Vicky had to leanback further and further to maintain her balance as her belly grew larger, rounder and heavier.

When the growth finally ended, Vicky was sporting a pregnant belly that was full term with quintuplets!  Unable to move, Vicky had no choice but to fall backward onto her bed.  As she did, she felt the life inside of her shifting, pushing, kicking and squirming all over her tight, round belly