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Melissa's future self

added 5 years ago BM

Melissa ran to the toilet and vomited up a cocktail of snacks, vodka and whatever bits she had in her stomach. She was wearing a pair of Nike Pro shorts and athletic yellow bra to keep her breasts in check. She saw her toned stomach from hours of swimming, she saw her breasts pushing into her bra. God she was sexy, she fished out her phone to take a photo and held it high enough to show her body but obscure her face for her Instagram when she snapped a picture.

She looked at the picture on her phone and she dropped it in shock. The screen cracked as she looked at the image. It showed her in the pose that she had snapped but totally different. In the pic on her phone she was older, her face more mature with makeup. Her breasts were barely contained in a grey Nike sportsbra with a gap between her boobs a person could use as a pocket for their purse. She also had a tattoo that ran up from her right wrist to the inside of her forearm of a bald Eagle wings outstretched talons reaching for some prey.

She wanted some tats but she was still too young in her state to get them.

Her hair wasn't curly but straight and her stomach was pregnant, very pregnant. Her ribs were still visible but she had a belly the size of a large watermelon protruding from her once flat belly. She was pregnant and about due. The taunt skin as tight as that of a drum and protruding out and down towards the ground. Like a plant grown too tall that it has flopped over.

She looked up in the mirror and choked back a scream. Her reflection was that of a heavily pregnant version of herself.

Her mirror self watched on as a pair of hands cupped her breasts, Erika's hands. She shook her head like a dog getting water out of its ears. The image changed to a picture of her at the beach where she was wearing g-string showing a perfect butt, and a bikini top that barely held her breasts back. Nearly screaming she kept shaking her head until she saw herself with a toned tummy, no tattoo and her normal breasts.

She now knew that Erika was somehow involved, she would have to talk to her friend...


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