Abby asks you for help

"John, I'm just so overwhelmed. One moment I was going for my normal walk when suddenly, poof! I'm ridiculously pregnant. Can you help me? I don't know what to do." You smile kindly, "Well I'm not sure how you got pregnant so quick, but I'd be glad to help you out." You approach her and put one hand on her shoulder and the other on her lower back. Helping her waddle along, you get her to the couch in her living room and sit her down.

"Now, you don't have any clue what happened?" She shook her head. She was sweating a little, her tank top was becoming see through, revealing her big round nipples. "Is there anything I can get you? A glass of water, something to eat?" She shifts on the cushion, her big belly moving with her. "Uhm," her voice is uneasy, "W-water I guess. Thank you." You get up to grab a glass, hoping playing the nice guy will lead to some fun.

Meanwhile, something is going on in the other room. Abby is making some kind of noise.