Day 3
Shelly rose from her bed with an unfamiliar weight in her stomach. She looked down as she stood and froze. Her belly protruded from her usually thin waistline. It almost appeared as though she had swallowed a melon whole. Shelly slowly placed her hands on her belly and pressed in. It was surprisingly firm to the touch.
"Alright, now. You can go down anytime you want. Please..." she breathed, finally removing her hands from her stomach.
If work yesterday was annoying, today was downright difficult. Often, Shelly's belly would get in the way as she tried to maneuver through the crowded restaurant. At the very least, it was taking her a while to get used to her slightly swollen form.
As walked to the kitchen to grab her table's orders, she noticed that her boss was looking at her. To be more precise, she was looking at her belly.
"What are you wearing?" her boss yelled?
"I'm...i-i'ts all that I had that fit," Shelly replied.
"Well, you look melted and poured into it, and if you asked your 'outfit' how it felt about that, it'd probably disagree," she continued on her rant, "so finish your shift, go home, and for the love of all that's holy try to find something that fits next time!!"
"How was work today?" Vicki asked.
She was sitting at the kitchen table.
Shelly stood by the stove making dinner. "It was fine. Same old same old, I guess."
Vicki nodded in understanding. "Hey, are you feeling alright?"
Shelly looked up, not quite getting what she meant. "How so?"
"Well it's...it's just that I've noticed the...the belly," Vicki said, making a gesture towards it.
"Oh. I mean, you've seen how much I've been eating the last few days, right? I've just put on some weight. No big deal. I'll just work on getting rid of it," Shelly replied.
Vicki nodded again, her eyes not straying from Shelly's swollen stomach.
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