" I have the best idea! Let's go to a maternity store!"
"Uh" but it was to late. Vickey dragged Lauren into the store. To there surprise the stor was filled with heavily pregnant women. Vickey dismissed this and ran around looking me a two year old.
" oh my god! You look amazing! How far along are you? 8 months? And look at you you're so fat and cute pregnant!"
" enough!" A heavily pregnant woman slammed down her fist.
" if you like being pregnant so much why don't us ladies pass along our babies to you to along with all our symptoms."
All the ladies agreed. They ceased Vicky and Lauren and tied them to chairs. They then proceeded to fart one by one in there faces, as this happened there bellys flatened out . After the last ladies boasted there faces of they dressed them in maternity clothes. They were both swimming in there clothes. Lauren read the label for number of children it said: octuplets. Also it said symptoms: indigestion to everything, extreme weight gain, 80 inch ass, ggg cup breasts, backache and 400 litres of gas. Vickeys was worse. She was carrying 10 children and had: extreme cravings, gas of twenty pregnant mothers, no charisma, terrified or bo, hhh cup breasts, incontinent, bloating and terrible fashion sense. Both grip felt extremely gassy. Two butt bombs leaked out causing all their symptoms. Lauren's dress stretched for a second to contain her Godzilla sized as but re- adjusted. Vikys dress changed to a white and black sun dress with an ugly sun hat. Her breasts were the size of pinking now. Finally the girls finall transformation, the bellys. Massive amounts of gas leaked for
The girls as their 4ft I diameter bellys swelled into there dress,s. The girls stepped and looked at each other. They then look at a note at the table.
" hello, now you will carry our Children for 9 months. Ps you can spr ad you curse by farting in the faces of people."