No, Trish helps to convince her

You and Bethany go outside and sit on a bench waiting for Trish to arrive with her car. It's a lovely day and you sit there quietly, barely talking. Maybe Bethany would want to talk more, but you sat right next to her and encouraged her to slip her arm around you so she could hold your belly. You also have your arm wrapped around her, which means to most people the two of you look like a couple. Bethany might be a little embarrassed about how it looks but she's not willing to say anything or move away, so that's how you wait.

In the meantime Trish is driving Hanna back to your place. Hanna is totally invested in getting Bethany into your bed, her green eyes sparkling even more than usual at the thought of it. You suspect that part if it is the fact Zoey will be dead last, but she also seems to genuinely want to help Beth recognize how much fun Trish's cock can be. Sitting right next to the tall, skittish brunette you understand that urge so well.

Finally, Trish pulls up and the two of you get into the back seat. "Oh, are you sitting back here with me? But, wouldn't it be better if you were up front?" asks Bethany.

You give her a hug and say, "No way. This is just fine," and then you take her hand and hold it against your stomach. It's enough to make Beth blush, but a silly grin spreads across her face and she shuts up. Then you explain the situation - how Bethany feels she's under-dressed - to Trish.

Trish turns around and gives Bethany a deliberate look up and down. Then she smiles and says, "Beth, are you kidding me? That 'plain' outfit is just perfect. You could shop all day and not find anything that looks much better on you."

"It's not that great..." Bethany tries to respond.

"Honestly, how is it that a beautiful, tall girl like you can't tell when she looks hot? Add some jewelry, swing your hips like you mean it and you could walk the runway in those clothes. Do I have to come back there and tickle you until you agree with me?"

Bethany, you leaned from hanging out with Felicia, Hanna and Zoey, is very ticklish. The threat from Trish gets a little "Eep!" from Bethany and she tries to move closer to you. Which only gives you another idea. You unfasten your seatbeat and shift into the middle seat.

"What are you doing?" asks Bethany as you bump up against her.

"Preggos like me can't use the shoulder belt anyway, so I might as well sit right here."

"Um... okay, but 'preggos' sounds bad." While saying this she does let you put her hands in place on your belly without complaint.

"Well, I don't like it as much as some other things people can call me, but hey, you need more ways of saying 'pregnant woman' otherwise life gets boring. Especially in bed." Bethany's face starts to flush and you feel extra warmth in her hands. Perfect. You decide to continue as Trish drives away. "What about breeder? Careless teen mommy? Baby mommy? Extra late? MILF in training? Broodmare?" At every filthy phrase Bethany's ears get redder and redder until she looks like a devil. You can't help but giggle to yourself.

"Those are so, so terrible! I can't even say those," she squeaks. "Your husband, he doesn't say that kind of stuff, does he?"

"Only if I ask him to," you whisper. That makes Beth hug you even closer. "What kinds of things would you call me?"

"'Mother to be'? Umm... 'With child'? 'Beautiful young mother'?"

"Mmmm, I like all of those," you tell her.

"Yeah, her husband uses stuff like that all the time. Along with things like 'My precious' and 'gorgeous'. But sometimes Jane is fun to tease. Try 'bulging belly' or 'swollen stomach' or 'knocked up tart' - those all get a rise out of her."

"Trish, you asshole," you mutter, looking for something to throw at her.

But Bethany sucks a breath in from shock. "He doesn't really say those things? You're not swollen."

You sigh and Trish laughs. She explains, "Her man only says that kind of thing when Jane is a little down about being pregnant. Then he tickles her or calls her something like that to make her get angry and put some fight back in her. Usually after that some really hot sex happens." That does seem to satisfy Bethany, though she still cuddles up close to you.

"Aaaanyway," Trish says, I don't think we should hit the mall. You come back to our place, we can dress up that outfit. All you need are some silver earrings and a silver necklace, maybe a little change in makeup and 'Pow!' you'll be rocking that outfit.

"Really?"

"Trust me, I've got a lot of practice helping Jane adjust her outfits to her new waistline. I promise you, when Jane and I are done with you you're going to look like you're going out to a club."

"I've never really gone out to one."

"Well don't worry - you're not missing much. Lots of standing around watching a few people trying to dance. Lots of getting hit on." That makes Beth shiver. "I mean, it can be worth it if you manage to drag someone fun home, but mostly it's a waste of time. But whatever, you don't need to impress a room full of nobodies. You don't really have to impress anyone or compete with any bitches at a club. You just need to come back to our place and meet Jane's mystery man."

"If you're sure this is okay?" she says, looking down at her clothes.

You give her a peck on the cheek. "Yes, Beth. It's more than okay. It's really pretty scrumptious, if you ask me." Not that you say it, but Trish would happily stare at Bethany even if she was wrapped in nothing but a stained, baggy tracksuit. And every extra minute you two have with Beth back at your dorm room is an extra minute you can spend exploring and teasing her sexy body.

"Well... I guess if you're sure it's okay..."