He's got all kinds of ideas

Dani finishes her extensive exercise routine right on schedule. A quick shower and then she towels off her fantastic body, admiring her figure in the mirror. It's been seven long months since she got pregnant and she still has no idea who the father is, though at this point she doesn't care - or at least she tries to pretend she doesn't care. Unless it's somehow Chad's, because that would be amazing! She strokes her belly and a wild grin spreads across her face, just like most mornings.

Seven months and no one would call her pregnant.

Seven months and they all assume the 'freshman fifteen' finally hit her.

She flexes her stomach muscles and feels a little kick in response. Oh, it's so nice when the baby decides to do that after morning exercises - almost like her little ride-along is trying to help mommy stay fit. She flexes her arms and grins again. Once she has the baby the world had better watch out. She'll have a concave tummy with muscles to spare, a spankably tight ass and subtle but strong arms and legs to go with.

Dani rubs her baby bump, stroking the hard, taught flesh. "I should be a balloon by now," she whispers. "You should be making your poor mother waddle by now. She should be tired, she should have back pain all the time. She should be counting the days till you pop out of there." She strokes her belly a few more times until she feels another strong kick in response. "No, that's okay darling. I'm not like those other mommies. You can stay just as long as you want."

It's had an effect on her fiancee too, not that he'd admit it. Chad's been getting in shape almost like her incredibly fit body is a challenge to him. It's rather funny considering that Dani is willing to do just about anything for him and, in fact, has already done far more than she ever has for any other man. There's all the kinky stuff in bed, that goes without saying, but there's the other stuff too. It just piled up, week after week. Not that she's complaining. Most of it turned out to be awfully fun and even the stuff she doesn't enjoy that much is still great because Chad likes it so much.

Speaking of kinky, here she is day dreaming rather than taking care of herself. Dani puts on the milking bra and flicks on the twin breast pumps. When Chad asked how she felt about milk more than once Dani decided this was one of those things - those important, but never really spoken of, details that make good relationships great. Admittedly, she went overboard.

She casts a glance at the various improvised exercise equipment she's collected or made over the months and give a mental shrug. It seems she's the kind of girl who does dive headfirst into every novelty. Why fight it now? She dove headfirst into a relationship which is well on the way to being a marriage, into her pregnancy, her fitness regimen, showing off her body... since all that worked out why stop there?

When she came home with a pair of breast pumps Chad was a bit surprised. But she cuffed herself to the bed and asked if he'd please, pretty please, help her out. That did the trick. Since then she's learned that while breast pumps will never match the feeling of lips gently suckling at her teats they do feel pretty good as long as she's already a little horny. They also leave Chad free to do other things, like plowing her quim or ass.

Once her milking is done with she cleans up the pumps and takes off the bra, slipping on a sheer pink shirt that hides nothing. It goes nicely with the fine pink silk wrap that hides just as much as the shirt. She never thought pink was her color. Nor sky blue, nor bright green, nor sunflower yellow, nor shining white. Back when Chad met her she had a strong preference for black and dark colors.

She still wears emo style clothes from time to time, but with her amazing bod and Chad's suggestions and occasional presents she's been wearing stuff that no emo girl would touch. And Dani's loving it, because the thread running through her new wardrobe is attention. Everything she wears draws the eye, one way or another. The old clothes she kept are all perfect for combinations with her newer, brighter clothes.

Not that she truly dresses like a slut or hoe. She covers the important bits, it's just that there's no reason she can't wear a small cropped halter top over a flimsy bit of sheer fabric.

Is it her fault that it's so easy to bend at the waist? It's not like she gets angry when men everywhere take a good long look at her heart shaped bottom. Why would they make pleated skirts that short if women didn't wear them? Once the baby comes she plans to wear crop tops for months just because she finally can - winter or no!

And bras... she has to wear them outside. One good burst of hormones and her very active titties would soak her shirt. But Chad showed her that 'interesting' article about how the connective tissue in breasts gets stronger when it's not supported all the time and Dani got the hint. The minute she's home the bra comes off. Same goes for leggings or hose, if she's wearing them. And if Chad's home she puts on a strip show, pretending that it's the most natural thing in the world, something any girlfriend would do.

All the wedding plans are in place, almost every invitation has either rsvp'd or declined. It's shocking - two months to go and Dani feels like there's nothing left to do. Except make her man happy. That's what gives her the greatest pleasure now.

She struts into the main room of the apartment. Given what she's wearing it's no shock that Chad stops looking at whatever is on the computer and takes his time looking her up and down. A proper ogling from her fiance, God that makes her hot! Dani sways her hips as she steps right up to Chad.

"Hi honey" he says.

Dani doesn't answer. Instead she sits on his lap, her pussy pressing against something firm. A few wiggles to get herself closer and that something gets a little firmer.

"I've got nothing to do till dinner," she says, faking boredom.

"We could find something to keep us busy."

"Mmmm, tempting. But I'm pretty tired - " she stretches, giving Chad the chance to gently cup her breasts. Giggling she holds his hands away but makes sure to grind her slit against his cock when she does. "No, no, I think I'll just take a quick nap."

With that she saunters over to the bed, shuts off the lights and props her bum up in the air. It's hard not to make a sound when Chad almost immediately follows. Usually he gives her a little time to make things more believable, but her little show has clearly pushed him over the edge. He may be able to get her to wear or do just about anything, but Dani knows how to wrap Chad around her little finger too. Men love sex, Chad even more than most, and Dani is hornier than she's ever been in her whole life.

She feels her wrap get flipped up. Is he just going to take her? Pound her right into the pillows? ... ... No, though she would have enjoyed that too. Instead Chad runs his hands over her ass and along her thighs, gently warming her up. As usual those hands drift to her belly. The baby chooses this moment to kick and Chad chuckles.

"My, my, what have you been eating?" he teases her.

Her heart almost stopped that first time he felt her baby kick. But he assumed it was indigestion. Since then Chad has found a way to 'help' her when he feels 'gas' inside her.

'Will he do it again?' she wonders. Sure enough there's the crinkling noises of a condom wrapper tearing. And Chad knows not to waste condoms on her pussy. Dani wriggles her toes - when did she get to be such a freak in bed? She used to be a nice girl... okay, a reasonably normal girl. Now it's a normal day if she comes home hot and dripping from all the men staring at her body. Then she gets fucked in one of her holes, possibly after being tied to the bed but usually as she pretends to sleep. She's learned that her body can cum from just about anything as long as Chad is willing to put in the effort and Chad is very willing when it means she shudders and moans in her 'sleep'.

After some lube Chad begins to press his pole up against her backdoor. All the while he holds her flanks, his fingers wrapped around her stomach. It drives her crazy - the perfect man stoking the bastard secretly growing inside her. His lovely strong hands unknowingly caressing her womb. It's the one thing that Dani doesn't like, but she can't say a thing. She feels so dirty keeping it from him, but how could she possibly explain it now?!? Sure, once it pops out she can go for the plan she's had since the beginning. 'I never realized I was pregnant' sounds like just as thin an excuse now as it did then, but it does happen for real.

As Chad's hefty package starts sliding deeper and deeper Dani starts to cry into the pillow. She loves him so much. She really, really wants this to be his baby. She's spent months lying to him, tried to be the perfect girlfriend in every way... but behind it all there's always this. She's not a cheater, that's for sure. There's really no exact word or phrase to describe what she's doing. But she hates it. She's been the perfect girlfriend, she is the perfect fiance, she wants desperately to be the perfect wife. But is that enough?

Chad bottoms out in her ass and she feels the baby kick again.