“Okay, that’s good. Now just lift up your
shirt and relax.”
Doctor Alyson Graham squeezed a little
dab of gel onto Ashley’s stomach. Even though it was warm she still jumped a
little.
“Don’t worry, just relax,” Doctor Alyson
smiled and began rubbing it gently over her skin, “Just think of it like a
massage for you and the baby. You’ll both like it then.”
“Alright…” Ashley heard herself say
far-off, watching the doctor’s hand running over her apparent belly bump in
small circles.
“This must be your first, correct?”
Ashley nodded, and she continued, “I could tell. I was just as jumpy as you
when I was pregnant the first time. You must be about six months along now,
right?”
“Y-yes…” Ashley glanced over at her doctor,
a raven-haired woman at just about her own size. She hardly looked older than a
college graduate, much less a mother. From what she could see of her figure
beneath her light-blue uniform, Ashley knew motherhood hadn’t ravaged her body
like the horror stories. The girl swallowed her nervousness and asked, “How
many kids do you have?”
“Two boys,” She beamed and traced
Ashley’s eyes to her own body and gave a little smile, “And the way I look now,
my husband is definitely not going to be slowing down. So don’t worry – you’re
young, so you’ll bounce right back into shape in no time after this little one
is born. You’ll be just like before.”
“Just like
before…”
Ashley looked back down at her swollen belly. “How could I ever go back?” She knew she couldn’t. Before she was a
good girl – never had sex, waiting for the right boy, and planning to marry
only after college. But now she was pregnant from a man she hardly knew, a man
who was happy to knock up her white body, a man whose baby would undoubtedly be
as dark as him.
“Hehe, you should have seen how big I
got…” Doctor Alyson continued, “I was probably twice your size by your time,
and I still had four months to go!” Ashley nodded and tried to smile. All the
sporting and exercise must have helped in keeping her own belly rather compact.
The tight swell gradually built up like the round of an egg until it subsided
just below her ribcage. Nevertheless, no amount of track and field could hide
her tummy now. Looking down she could only barely see her toes poking up beyond
her gravid midsection.
“Ahhh, there we go… Found you,” The doctor
murmured, and Ashley felt a sudden jolt of panic as the doctor turned to her
and said those fateful words:
“Ashley, would you like to see your
baby?”
“I… Y-yes please…” Ashley managed in hardly
a whisper. Slowly the doctor rotated the
monitor, and soon Ashley could see it clearly. The black-and-white screen
shimmered and pulsed, an ultrasound that uncovered the reason why Ashley’s
belly was swelling right then.
“Don’t worry if you can’t see, most new
mothers can’t make out-”
“I can see,” The doctor must have seen
the look on Ashley’s face, and fell quiet too. The fuzzy image gently swayed
and moved, but Ashley could easily see the little body of her baby. Slightly
curled and somewhat looking like an overgrown peanut, the fetus shifted a
little as it responded to the cold touch of the ultrasound. “That’s… my baby?”
“Oh yes,” the doctor chuckled and smiled,
“That’s your baby alright.”
“It’s so small though…” Ashley stared at
the monitor, the tiny shape that hardly seemed larger than her fist was the
reason her belly had grown so huge.
“They start off like that, but they get much bigger once you get towards your
third trimester. Trust me,” the doctor rubbed her own stomach. “Would you like
to know the gender of your baby?”
“I… Well, I uh…” It was all so real now.
Ashley looked to the monitor, then to Doctor Alyson, and back again. “I’m not
sure…”
“Some couples like to keep it a surprise,
but sometimes curiosity gets the better of them. No surprise what happens then,
right?”
“You’re telling me,” Ashley touched her
belly lightly and watched her occupied womb shift ever so slightly. Curiosity
getting the better of her got Ashley into this situation in the first place,
when she simply couldn’t say no to Derren or his big black cock. She wondered
how the gender would be the least o the surprise in store for everyone once she
gave birth to his baby.
The doctor laughed and re-positioned the
monitor, sliding the little tool over every inch of Ashley’s belly. “You’ll be
coming for checkups often enough, so I’ll let you and the father think about
it, alright?”
“Okay,” Ashley said. The image of
Derren’s baby inside her had burned into her memory. She hadn’t seen his face
since the night she told him she was pregnant. Still, almost every night when
hormones got the better of her, she thought of him while soaking her panties
with her frantic fingering.
The doctor pressed the tool against one
side, and suddenly Ashley felt a pop inside her belly. Startled, she looked up
at the doctor who simply beamed.
“A kick,” she said, “You have a very
healthy baby, Ashley. Must take after daddy, hmmm?”
“Oh… a kick…” Like an official sign that
life was growing inside her, the last length of confirmation settled into her
chest. The baby – no, her black baby – was alive and well inside her pale
belly. She nodded without thinking, and the doctor continued.
“Heh, I know how excited I was when I saw
my little one’s when they came. They looked just like their father… Yours will
too, you know.”
“God, I know…” Ashley looked down at her
stomach, remembering how just half a year ago her virgin womb had never even
felt a cock before. Now, five months later it was filling out nicely with an
African man’s baby growing inside…
