A new family

When you woke up, you found yourself smothered in warmth; human warmth to be exact. There was a pair of breasts being pushed into your lower back, with what you assumed was a forehead touching between your shoulder blades. This woman had her arm draped across you to a hand resting on a woman in front of you. This second woman was curled into your chest, shivering slightly despite the shared warmth of your bodies. She very clearly pregnant, but something about that didn't make sense, though you couldn't quickly figure out what the issue was. Behind woman number two was a third woman, whom you had wrapped your arm around. You couldn't quite tell, but you had the feeling like she was older, more mature than the other two. The older woman, who you guessed was the mom of this group, was spooning tightly against the girl that was against your chest.

...

Girl..

The pregnant Girl against your chest..

It suddenly hit you with what was wrong with that scenario. The woman on your chest was way younger that you felt was appropriate for being pregnant. Judging by the feel of her hands on your chest, and subtle feelings of her legs and hips, she was very young. If this wasn't her first opportunity to get pregnant, then it was damn close.

Despite your concern over the girl, the warmth of being huddled in with others was very relaxing, and you were very tired. Eventually sleep overcomes you again, and not a single one of your bedmates even noticed you waking or subsequent passing out.