A fellow beauty contestant

An enormously pregnant woman in a bikini stood behind Bria, one hand on her giant belly and the other in the hand of a black man who was incredibly tall, well-built, and had the darkest skin she'd ever seen.

The woman's eyes had obviously been on Bria's butt, but as they dragged their way up toward her face they snagged on her large breasts.

Bria stared at the woman, finding her strangely familiar, but she couldn't think of anyone she knew who was pregnant or lived out here.

"Oh my God! Bria?" the woman exclaimed, and squealed, tried to jump up in excitement, and had to clutch her mid-section while grimacing. "Oh wow. No jumping. Right boys, got the message. Simmer down."

Bria pasted a smile on her face, desperately trying to think of how to pretend to know this woman.

"Oh that's right, you haven't seen me in, oh wow, I guess it's been six months," the woman said with a smile, obviously seeing through Bria's pretense. "I'm Britney. You know, the runner-up at Miss Minnesota?"

Britney's voice had an edge of bitterness to it, and the smile seemed to stop at her lips but Bria never noticed. Her eyes went wide at the revelation. "How...? I mean..."

Britney laughed. "I was a month pregnant at that pageant. Darren here's the daddy of at least two babies." she grimaced. "It feels like six."

"A month..." Bria's voice trailed off again, and Britney laughed.

"That's right. A month earlier you and I were sharing a room and Darren came a calling. He was looking for you but we look so similar he mistook me for you. Four fucks later I was good and truly knocked up and on my dozenth orgasm or so. I should have had him arrested for ****, but every time I thought of it he'd fuck me senseless again and I'd forget all about it."

Bria stared at the girl, feeling the blood rush to her head. It was true that Britney was almost her look-alike. They both had big breasts, they were both blonde and beautiful with long legs and tight buttocks. But now here was Britney looking ten months pregnant by her seventh month. And he'd been looking for Bria...

"So Bria, are you buying that scandalously tiny bikini?" Britney asked, wearing a pasted on smile.

Bria blinked, staring at the most likely illegal bikini she had forgotten about. "Uh, no. I lost my purse on the way over," she said, blushing as she remembered the bus ride.

"Oh well then you must let me purchase it for you. And whatever other supplies you might need. Today's so beautiful you really should be out in the sun where the boys can see every inch of you. My treat. Call it... payback for all you've done for me," she said, patting Darren's arm and her belly at the same time.

Bria couldn't help but think she was missing something, like maybe Britney wasn't as delighted as she seemed.