Give her a 10-pounder low and head down. (shock)

Her smile instantly disapears and turns to a look of concern followed by discomfort and pain.

Instinctively she jolts upright looks down and frantically tugs her skirt up as high between her legs as it will go asif trying to inspect herself or expecting something. Proving futile she without a thought of care for the rest of the world, stand up leaning on the desk with one hand with her bum pushed out she undoes her hiked up pencil skirt from behind, a wild eyed focused look in her eyes.

The bulge of her middle is becoming more prominent as she rocks her hips side to side, her belly pushing against her skirt as she races against time to remove her clothing.

The once fat looking tummy, rounding out in a paunch below her navel undeniably broadcasting pregnancy acts as a small hinderance as she slips the material over slowly, almost as if snagging on her bump before dropping it to the floor and reaching deep beneath her thighs to her femenine opening.

She rocks forward and backwards now as her hand explores inside her. New sensation utterly confusting and bewildering, natural instincts and drives taking over as her bulge contonues to expand upwards and outwards, a contonuous progression and transformation. Larger and firmer, the band of her tights following the growth but gradually drifting lower down her front.

She grunts and moans primally as her hand bottoms out and begins to be pushed to the side by her new hefty swell. Higher and higher it grows, all the way to her sternum, her back arching and rear ever further pushed out desperately trying to couch the swell. She holds her breath as the momentum of her growth moves outwards dome like and smooth. Her once soft and chunky little pot belly full adn rounded, uterus centimeters from the surface of her skin all over.

Something shifts under the skin and she lets out a yelp and stand up straight, both hands on her heavuly arched back, proud belly fully on display it moves from within and and changes shape and slope. Her dome sagging bit by bit as she rocks her hips side to side. Coming lower and lower, the majority of her impressive mass below her bellybutton before coming to a dropping stop after a particularly prominent and forceful kick stands out from the top of her motherly swell.

Her legs quiver and shake and she collapses thighs spread open in accomodation back onto her office chair, violated, terrified and in shock.