You’ve gotten a little heavy

When you come to a stop and the door opens, Jane tut-tuts. “Looks like you’re right. We gotta help him.”

“It’s okay, I got it actually,” you cheerfully reply. You are leaning over the end of the cart, resting your belly on it.

“It’s not too heavy?” Jane asks, and adds, “yet?”

“Not yet,” you coyly respond. “How about you ladies? You seem to be getting larger too.”

“Checking them out?” Jane turns for you as you lower your cart.

“The material of your pants is stretched pretty thin. I can see your cock and everything else,” you giggle, but don’t look away.

“You too,” Jean adds, noting the attention you are getting from a trio of passing dickgirls.

You wave at them.