Lara's Baby chapter 2
 
 Lara's boots hit the soft earth beneath her feet as her arm swung a sharp machete into thick brush on the forest floor. She could feel her ponytail sway along her back, her big, round baby belly bouncing back and forth. Each swing brought her tummy left, then to the right as she moved her feet forward, stepping with a wide stride. Well, as wide as her stomach would let her legs move. She could feel her muscular thighs hit the bottom of her stomach, sending it upward, feeling her unborn child kick as if it was enjoying the ride. Lara heard distant thunder, muttering curses to herself as the rain started to fall. She looked back, momentarily pondering making her way back to the temple.
 
 Her mind was made up the moment she absentmindedly put her hand on her stomach, feeling the gentle curve of her new baby belly. She walked forward, not wanting her stomach to grow any larger with the magic still inside the temple. She was growing tired as the rain began to soak into her top, causing it to sag, her clothes feeling heavy as they clung to her skin, and filled with water. However, the real problem came was when the rain stopped, and the heat returned. The fabric began to shrink, growing tight around her breasts lifting and pressing them together. She found her breaths more noticeable as her breasts pressed close to one another.
 
 �oh bother....� She sighed as she continued on, her foot hitting something hard.
 
 She paused, looking down, only to see the flesh of her stomach blocking the ground below.
 
 Dejected, she muttered. �Lovely. This will take some getting used to.�
 
 Lara leaned to the left, her stomach moving aside like a massive boulder. The weight of her stomach pulling down on her body as she leaned. She placed a gloved hand against a tree to balance herself, using her foot to push the plants on the forest floor aside. She saw stone upon stone in the dirt, laid out in an orderly fashion. She smiled widely as she realized what it was: a stone road. It was an ancient one, long forgotten by man. It seemed to be a godsend, one that Lara had been praying for. In her excitement, she followed her first instinct to bend down, and find where it lead. However, her round stomach prevented that. She began to stand up again, rubbing her lower back.
 
 �That didn't work...� She said aloud as her voice grunted with pain.
 
 She thought for a moment, before spreading her legs outward, lowering her body towards the forest floor, rolling her eyes. She rolled her body forward, moving down to all fours. She began to crawl on her hands and knees, beginning to explore the road, her hands moving the soil and plants aside, looking for the stone. She moved slowly, her legs pushing into her stomach as it grazed the surface of the plants. Her pregnant stomach brushed against the plants, her stomach slamming into her breasts, causing them to swing toward her head. It was at that point that Lara realized how sensitive and swollen her breasts had truly become. She finally managed to work out the direction of the road, her nipples becoming hard as her hormones flowed into her system. She stood up, taking a deep breath her breasts seemingly noticing each and every fabric inside of her top as it stretched to contain them.
 
 She let her breath out quickly, muttering �oh dammit...�
 
 She gritted her teeth as she moved on, walking along the road, making sure that she followed the stones beneath her feet. She was able to move quickly here, not having to chop away at the thick jungle plants. She quickly checked her GPS, only to find out that the thick trees above prevented a signal from getting through. She moved on, making a mental note to memorize more information about the tribes of the area she was in. She made her way through the soaked stone, only to hear a soft growl eminate from the jungle around her, she quickly drew both of her guns as her eyes slowly moved about the environment around her. Her heart began to hammer as she heard nothing, her hands twitching around her guns. She turned to walk forward, only to hear the sound of breaking branches and moving plants. Suddenly, a great weight was on her back as she felt herself falling forward.
 
 She suddenly felt her belly smash against the ground as she screamed. Her round stomach supporting her weight as it hit the ground. She could feel four paws on her body, to on her back sliding over her shoulders, and two on her thighs. She could feel her heart pumping, her body entering a fighting state. She took a deep breath as she bright her hands to the ground pushing up, only to find the weight of something on her back preventing her from standing, she could feel two large paws slide off her shoulders and onto the ground by her head. Two soft �WUMPFS!� Filled her wears along with a sinister growl. She quickly brought her elbow backwards, turning the top half of her body until she felt her elbow crack hard against the creature's nose. She brought her arm back toward the ground, before slamming her elbow back into the nose of what appeared to be a large cat. With a horrid screech, the creature quickly leaped off of Lara's back, Allowing Lara to plant her hands into the ground to push herself off of the ground. She quickly brought her legs up, only to find out that her knee pushed into her bulging baby belly. At that moment, she caught the sight of a large cat rushing her head, claws outstretched, roaring a menacing hiss that filled her ears.
 
 Thinking quickly, Lara quickly rolled to the side, just as a pair of feline jaws closed with an audible snap, just where her head had been, big, yellow claws feebly scratching at the forest floor. The air filled with the sound of the soft, fallen leaves torn apart as the claws scratched against the stone ground. In a single moment, Lara saw the cat's eyes look up as the head lifted away from the ground, toward her. Lara's hands moved like lightning, raising her guns into the air. She quickly continued to roll, used her arm pinned against the ground to push her body away. Her free hand firing her pistol into the animal's head.
 
 This was the first time she actually got a brief, but full look at the creature that attacked her. It was a massive Jaguar, its yellow fur covered in black spots. Soon, several bullets shot through the air, the sound around her filling with gunfire. The large jaguar growled in pain as it began to backpedal. She rested on her back, her other gun quickly rose into the air, Lara's fingers quickly pulling the trigger. Her first pistol quickly emptied, but at the moment, Lara paid no heed, squeezing the trigger repeatedly. The clicking of the hammer hitting an empty chamber barely registered to her ears. Blood began to pour from the Jaguars head and body, Lara's aim dead on, hitting several major organs. The jaguar turned to flee, only to fall against the ground.
 
 Lara's blood raced through her body, her heart pumping uncontrollably as her mind began to realize how much fear she truly felt. Lara lay on the ground a few moments, her mind regaining control of her emotions, as she began to realize the position she was in: Laying on her back in the jungle, her backpack forcing her heaving chest into the air, her big, and rather sore, pregnant stomach heaving along with her chest. It was quite an uncomfortable position to be in. Lara tried to sit up, only to find her stomach pushing against her legs, forcing her body back onto the ground. Her voice called out into the woods.
 
 �well, FUCK.�
 
 She tried to sit up once more, spreading her legs to give her stomach room. She managed to sit up as her rummy rolled in between her legs. It was an improvement, she would admit, but she wasn't standing. She scooted her round British bottom over to a nearby tree, using it as leverage to pull herself up, her body rising off the ground. She dusted bottom off as she moved toward the jaguar. It was a magnificent creature really, the light shining off the yellow fur, her eyes darting over the black spots. Well, it would be even more magnificent if it wasn't trying to eat her and her baby.
 
 Lara looked down at her stomach, her hands moving over her stretched skin a she checked for any visible signs of damage. Fortunately for her, her round stomach seemed safe. She could feel the baby inside of her kick. She smiled a bit, as she walked on. Perhaps her round stomach wasn't such a curse after all. Her hand moved down over her stomach, feeling it bounce as she walked, her eyes glancing down at the dome, fascinated with the way it jiggled. She mumbled to herself.
 
 �its going to be a LONG walk home... I really hope its going to be a smooth walk home...�