"The pink pair looks comfortable." As she slid them on, she felt a shiver run down her back. "Wow! These are comfortable."
"Sam sure did let herself go. I wonder what happened to her? Oh well. It's not really my concern."
For the rest of the morning, Cathy tried to remove the smell of McDonalds from her car. She had succeeded by mid-afternoon, her car now smelling like Lysol instead.
"Hm... my jeans feel a bit tight." She looked down and saw a larger than normal bulge in her stomach. "I can't be bloated. I didn't eat but a half of a sausage McMuffin. I'm just worrying too much." She left it at that.
After her lunch, she just lazed around the house for the rest of the day. Dinner came and went, and afterwards, Cathy noticed the bulg had gotten much bigger. She started to look pregnant. Worried, she headed to the bathroom to weigh herself. She had a slight "bounce" in her step. She was relieved to see that she had not gained any weight at all. She just must be bloated this time. On that note, she decided to head to bed.
"Wow these are still comfortable," she remarked about the panties again. She had no idea that the bloating was caused by the pink underwear. The food had nothing to do with it. The underwear was causing some of the very air she was breathing to remain trapped inside of her.
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