Cunningham Interlude
 
Amanda perused the pet aisle, considering getting a dog as a new companion after her husband was done churning away. As she leaned over, she noticed a girl staring from the corner of her eye. She seemed to be eighteen, or something along those lines.
"Oh.. hello, dear. Am I in your way?"
"Although you are quite... large? No, you're not. I was just wondering how you're that, um... How your gut is so big. Sorry."
"Oh, well, I'm pregnant."
The girl looked dumbfounded. "Pregnant? With what?!"
Amanda laughed. "I suppose I am a little overdue. Would you like to feel them? They're kickers."
The girl's face flushed as she nodded. She approached with an extended hand. As she hesitated, Amanda gently took her hand and pressed it against her gut. The girl rubbed, a little eagerly. Amanda pursed her lips for a moment.
"Wh-What's your name, dear?"
"..Malorie." She stared at Amanda's gut as it distended against her hand, lightly pressing. Amanda shivered. "Are you sure these are kids...?"
"Why, do you.. do you wanna be in it?" She lightly laughed. "I would if I could."
The girl's face turned bright red. "Oh- I- No! Sorry, I... I better get back to my friend." She scampered off without another word.
Amanda sighed. God, her gut was sensitive.