Chapter #7Interesting Teen by: Unknown A teenage girl had sidled up beside Mandy, her nose half-buried in a book. Mandy initially ignored her, getting up and heading over to the ice cream stand for more ice cream. She ordered four cones, with extra toppings. Returning to the bench the teenager was still there. Mandy sat down beside her, but positioned herself at a slight angle so her stomach was half resting on the bench. Mandy ate her ice cream, keeping half an eye on the girl sitting beside her. The girl occasionally cast glances at Mandy when she thought she wasn't looking. Not much else to do besides eat, Mandy decided to strike up a conversation.
"Lovely day no?" Mandy asked
"Yeah, yeah. Uh wow er..." The girl stammers at the sight of your stomach, spread out on the bench.
"Is something the matter?" Mandy asks sweetly, leaning forward and resting her arms on her stomach.
"You look uh, really um...Big?" She practically squeaks the last word.
"Would you like to feel it young lady, oh pardon me. Slipping into my motherly mannerisms. What did you say your name was?" Mandy asked, feigning interest in the girl. She liked the look of the girl, small, thin but with a perky set of breasts and a bubble butt.
"My name's Madison, but my friends call me Maddy." She extends her hand nervously. Mandy grasps the younger woman's hand, shaking it before placing her hand on her swollen belly.
"Funny you should mention that, some of my friends used to call me Maddy when I was your age." Mandy readjusted herself, so her stomach was hanging off the edge of the bench, causing her children to squirm.
"Oh they're moving." Maddy said in a hushed tone, sliding closer and placing the palm of her hand against Mandy's belly.
"I bet you'd love being this pregnant wouldn't you Maddy? Hows about you get some first hand practice." Mandy winked at Maddy.
"Oh well, um. I don't know if I'm ready for that." Mandy groaned internally. The cute teen was an introvert. She'd have to convince her to come back to her home.
"I understand dear, can you help me up. I was just getting ready to leave." Maddy obliged, standing up and trying to pull Mandy up. Mandy made a show of struggling to get up, pulling Madison against her spherical stomach and keeping her pinned there as she pulled herself up. Once on her feet, she gave Maddy a lustful look, before turning and bending down to pick up the rubbish from the cones, giving Maddy a good view of her ass through the short skirt.
"Well thanks for your help Maddy, I guess I'll just be going home by my lonesome self..." Mandy turned to walk away, swaying her hips ever so slightly so her round belly bounced to the sides, matching her movements.
"WAIT!" Mandy grinned to herself. Gotcha! Before turning around, her smirk replaced by a look of surprise. Mandy was blushing, glancing around terrified. "Um wait please, uh. I, um. I want to..."
"You want to come home with me?" Maddy nods her head. "That's fine, but I have one condition." Mandy walks up alongside her. "You need to call me Mommy." Maddy face is a mask of confusion. "I mean it would be odd for a pregnant woman to be walking around with a younger Teen now wouldn't it?" Madison blsuhes, nodding again. "That's a good girl, now call me Mommy and we'll go home together."
"C-can we go h-home M-Mommy?" Mandy smiles, patting her on the shoulder.
"Good girl, best you get used to calling me that anyway." Mandy and Maddy leave the park, heading back ot Mandy's home. Maddy glances around in confusion at the toys and mess the children inside Mandy have left. Mandy doesn't give her time to think, guiding the girl upstairs. Mandy opens her bedroom door and decides to... indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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