It's Hanna who answers that

As Trish gives Hanna the story you half listen to it, but you need to get up and leave the two freshly acquainted lovers to themselves. Your womb is getting bigger and bigger, which means your bladder is getting smaller and smaller. As you come back into the room you have to keep yourself from snickering. Trish is 'apologizing' for her naughty pregnancy fetish by eating Hanna out. The blonde is already squirming and begging.

Since Trish needs no help you get to work cooking something tasty up for lunch. The other big effect of pregnancy on you has been a significant increase in the quantity and variety of food you've been eating. A young, fit body with high metabolism needs a lot of food to start with, but that same body plus a set of twins needs and craves all kinds of food. You really get the whole pickles and ice cream thing, even though that's supposed to happen later in the pregnancy. As it is you get started on some eggs and bacon. Might as well stuff yourself with a solid lunch.

Yes, lunch! Last night you got to see Felicia surrender her virginity to Trish and this morning you convinced Hanna to strike while the iron was hot. Her cum soaked ovaries might be making her a mommy even as you watch Trish lick her like a lollypop. Less than 24 hours... hmmm, it took less than 48 hours for you to lose your manhood and permanently join the female sex. Maybe if you play your cards right Trish can fuck her way through this quartet of high school hotties in that same amount of time.

The thought makes your toes curl, which makes you realize something else. You pose, grin and call out "Hey Trish, I just realized... you've got me barefoot, pregnant and in the kitchen. All it took was fucking one of our best friends in my bed."

That gets a laugh from Trish and a gasp from Hanna, who's looking over at you. It's hard to tell if that little line of drool is the result of her brain shutting down from the things Trish is doing or if she's getting thirsty from looking at your pregnant form, only barely concealed in a thin silken bathrobe. Trish just loves when you wear it! You don't get the chance to find out as Hanna gets completely unintelligible and passes out once again, this time muttering something about "sexy tongue" as the lights go out.

"Hope you like omelettes," you say to Hanna as you wake her. You and Trish spend so much time fucking that Trish got one of those 'As seen on TV' style trays for eating in bed. You've used it way more than you would like to admit.

Hanna starts giggling to herself. She runs her fingers along the faux wood veneer and says "Wow, I think my Mom has the exact same tray at home. When I was sick she would bring me pancakes on it."

"Sorry, next time I can do pancakes" you reply, a hand subconsciously patting your belly.

"Oh I like omelettes too!" Hanna says suddenly, looking a bit sheepish. "I mean, I should be cooking for you."

"It's fine. I think being pregnant is really teaching me to love cooking. All the tastes are stronger." You rub your belly quite deliberately. "And besides, pancakes sound awesome." You look over at Trish. "We need some maple syrup."

"Yeah." Trish starts eating her omelette with gusto.

Hanna is a bit more careful and picky at first, but you're used to this from going out to lunch with her once or twice. Once she gets a feel for the food she starts eating faster, catching up on you and Trish as she does. "Oh, that was so good," she says.

"Hope you left room for the bacon."

"Oh... I didn't. But I can smell it. I want it. Are you just trying to fatten me up?"

You laugh, "Well if Trish can't then I've got to do my duty. Besides, I think you've probably just burned a whole lot of energy."

"Yeah, wow." She looks at Trish with appreciation in her eyes. "That was amazing." She looks down. "Oh my God! How can you be hard again?"

"Whatever Trish's sperm are like her cock doesn't know when to quit. You put a bare pussy near Trish and you can expect it to get licked and fucked until it cries uncle."

"You know that phrase is really dirty when you're talking about pussies," says Trish.

"Maybe, but what do I care? It's just the three of us, girls night in. Or at least girls morning in."

That gets a giggle from Hanna. "I mean, like, wow. Sex and more sex and omelette and bacon, I just couldn't ask for better for my first time."

"Woah," says Trish. "You're really a virgin?"

"Until pretty recently."

"Well congrats! I wasn't sure if I should believe you after the way you fucked. I thought you had to have some experience to grind like that."

"Awww."

You have to laugh. Of all people Hanna is blushing. You give her a long, sensual kiss and ask "So... do you want some more lessons? This residence is at a college, a place of learning. Do you want to enroll at Trish's school of bliss?"

All three of you start laughing and then crying and laughing. When you can finally speak again Hanna wipes a tear away and asks "Depends, what are the fees like?"

That sets you off again, but you manage to **** out "No fees exactly. But there's lots of practical exams" as you continue laughing.

Trish gives Hanna a big, long kiss of her own. "Actually, there are two things. First, just in case a miracle can happen twice, I always want to pump every drop deep down inside your pussy."

Hanna throws her head back against the pillow and rolls her hips from side to side. "Mmmm, well condoms are supposed to suck..."

You contribute "Yeah. If you have enough sex they actually are a bit rough. Cuts down on the enjoyment when you start getting sore deep inside."

"Yeah, well I'm already sore."

"Sure, but this is a good kind of sore."

"Yeah..."

"And the second thing," says Trish, "is a kind of partner program. Only you can help get other girls to take lessons."

"Oh, I get it! It's a pyramid scheme. That's why Jane was so keen to share her 'husband's' big throbbing cock."

"Can you blame me?" You use your shyest voice and rub your belly. "I'm really hoping the partner program reward is more sex."

Hanna lets out a good giggle at that. "Well, I think the scholarship here is pretty awesome. Sure, count me in. Oh, and I think I can already kill two birds with one stone."

"How's that?"

"Well Zoey is always really picky about it when you ask to collect on a favor. So... I'd really love to see her little sis go first."

"Hah, yeah. Zoey goes last" you say.

"Well Felicia... wait. Wait, wait, wait. That slut already went, didn't she?"

"Yup. Last night we didn't play any games. At least not on the TV."

"Fuck! Of course. 'If I can't go first I might as well go last.' Should have seen it, she gave up too easy."

Trish gives her a hug and whispers, "Yeah... but that does mean if you can get Bethany interested then Zoey is literally last to find out."

"Mmmm, okay. That's pretty sweet. All you really need is to meet up with Beth when she isn't with Zoey. After that she'll follow Jane anywhere."

"Me?" you ask.

"Yes you. Haven't you noticed how much Bethany, little straight-laced Bethany pays attention to your growing tummy? Beth might not even admit it to herself, but she's got a serious pregnancy fetish."

"Oh, that makes a lot of sense," says Trish. "The way she was so scared of touching your belly at first. She wasn't worried about hurting you, she was worried you would see it as her coming on to you big time."

"No way," you say, looking back and forth between them. But Trish and Hanna grin at you, then grin at each other.

"The cute ones are always so oblivious, aren't they?" asks Hanna.

"Yeah, but when they magically get pregnant with your babies, cook you bacon and serve it to you in bed... it makes up for a lot." She gives you a devilish grin.

"I will swat you with the pillow till you're black and blue."

"And spoil the chance to finally let Beth feel your bulging belly? I bet we could just hand over some cocoa butter and she'd... eeep!"

"I warned you!" you tell her as you swing the pillow again.

Still, Trish has better balance and she's bigger and stronger than you. She grabs you and gives you a hug and a few make up kisses. "You know I don't mean it."

"Yeah, of course. And you know bulging belly is one of my least favorites."

"Right up there with swollen stomach."

"Trish..."

Hanna is giggling again, so you toss the pillow at her. "Oooff! Come on, Jane. Anyone with half a brain can see you're still very nice and tight for how pregnant you are. With a sweater or the right dress I bet you can still hide it just fine."

"Oh, don't encourage her. I love it when she shows off her... sexy belly. Her tight tummy. Mmmm, yeah, you love those phrases, don't you?" Trish pats your midsection and cradles you close. "Today, maybe you should let me pick your clothes, hmmm? If Bethany really loves that belly."

You sigh. Any excuse and Trish wants you to show off your midriff - completely bare if possible.

"Okay, but Hanna is going to be the voice of reason. I'm not letting you put me in the craziest clothes you bought me."

"Sweet," says Hanna from the bed.

"Oh yeah," says Trish. "You had a 'cat who ate the canary' vibe when you said we need to get Bethany alone. You wouldn't happen to know a time we can do that, would you?"

"Mmmm hmmm. One reason Bethany is so very thin is that she goes swimming all the time. Zoey only likes hot tubs and saunas, but Beth is like a fish. And this afternoon, around 2:00 Beth will be going for her usual swim. She stays till the pool closes at 6:30. I hope that's enough time."

"Nice," says Trish. "Plenty of time to prepare, plenty of time to find the right outfit. Hanna, if this works consider yourself part of the partner program!"