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Jackie tried not to make too much commotion as she slowly walked forward. The “slowly” part wasn’t really up to her though. The three full-term fetuses inside her womb were responsible for that. Jackie hadn’t noticed too many other women she was transported with who were pregnant, which surprised her a bit. She let out a little groan as she paced to the side to angle her head out of the line.

 

“You!” one of the guards shouted, walking over to her. Jackie looked at her with shock when she saw the guard was pregnant. She had on the usual blue and grey uniform with the "Bryceson MediTech Corp" logo on the right shoulder, though it was unbuttoned at the bottom and a tank-top was pulled over the rest of her large, round belly. “DeBallo, no stepping out of line.”

 

“Sorry,” Jackie said, lowering her head and pacing back into line. The guard chuckled and adjusted her tinted sunglasses as she began patrolling the line again. Jackie moved some of her long multi-colored hair out of her eyes to look at the other guards. About two-thirds of them were also pregnant. None of them were as big as Jackie, however.

 

“Don’t expect any sympathy from them because you’re pregnant,” the woman behind Jackie whispered with a laugh. “I’ve been to a BMC prison before. All but a few guards were carrying for the company. They only use robot guards in max.”

 

“They make them work as surrogates?” Jackie murmured back.

 

“Nah, they get a choice, plus there's benefits. Extra vacation, bump in pay, things like that,” the woman said.

 

“Jefferies, no talking!” another pregnant guard barked, waddling over in a huff. “You’ve been through this before. You know the drill.”

 

“Yes, C.O.,” the woman behind Jackie snickered. The guard sighed and waddled away as the line started moving and Jackie held her hand to her belly.

 

Just 279 more days of this Jackie thought to herself as she passed under the “Bryceson Women’s Correctional Facility” sign.

 

After getting her sheets and one change of clothes, Jackie followed the guards’ directions to get to the block she’d be staying in and waddled to her bed. To her slight surprise, her mattress looked much better than the one in the adjacent bed.

 

“Look at that,” a familiar voice laughed across from her. Jackie turned to see the other woman, Jefferies, setting up in the bed across from her. “Looks like we’re roommates.” The other woman was maybe 10 years older than Jackie, with worn tan skin and extremely short brown hair. Still, she had a big smile and that made Jackie feel a little less uncomfortable.

 

“Looks that way,” Jackie said, smiling a little as she laid out her things and slowly eased down onto the bed. “That’s a lot softer than I was expecting.”

 

“They give preggo crooks a little better accommodations,” Jefferies said with a wink. “Can’t have anything happening to their babies after all. BMC makes a ton off of giving the country more children with their privatized prisons, though they’d say they’re just combating the low birth rate.” She cocked her head a little and looked directly at Jackie’s belly. “How many are you having?”

 

“Triplets,” Jackie said, patting her round stomach. It was just barely covered by her prison-issued clothes. “And in return, all three years of my sentence are gone. Though I guess I’m still in here for the nine months.”

 

“That’s the fun little loophole they have in place,” Jefferies laughed. “But I still wish I could participate and get these last two years cut in half. But I worked in inter-planetary shipping so I’ve got too much radiation.” She grinned and leaned in toward Jackie. “As payback, I kept a little extra from the shipping company for myself. More than they locked me up for.”

 

Jackie laughed nervously. “It’s a little weird. And I didn’t expect to get so big so suddenly.”

 

“That’s thanks to the drugs BMC is trying out. So they get to use inmates as personal breeders and as guinea pigs. It’s a win-win for them. Plus it turns out having a prison full of mostly pregnant women calms the general population down pretty well,” Jefferies shrugged.

 

“None of the women I saw come in were pregnant,” Jackie said.

 

“They’re all newbies. You made the right choice taking the offer early on. In a month or so they’ll be clamoring to get knocked up with BMC’s concoctions,” Jefferies said before moving over to Jackie’s bed and sitting down. “Now what you need to do is get some sort of ‘in’ with one of the bigger women.”

 

“Bigger?” Jackie said, touching both hands to her belly and rubbing for emphasis. “Bigger than this? Jefferies…can I call you that?”

 

“You’re doin’ fine, DeBallo,” Jefferies cackled.

 

“Jefferies, look at me! I’m like a blimp. How could any of the women be bigger than this?” A siren beeped throughout the block and some of the other inmates started to stand up. “What was that?”

 

“Dinner. And time for you to see for yourself,” Jefferies said with a laugh. Jackie’s face turned red as she slowly got off of the bed and lurched forward with the other women. As she made her way toward the cafeteria she started seeing more and more pregnant inmates. And this time, they were as big as her, some even a little larger. These women were also much less inclined to cover their pregnant bumps and let their round skin shine. Many also had tattoos on the sides of their bellies but Jackie couldn’t figure out what they meant.

 

Then Jackie got to the cafeteria and saw what Jefferies was talking about. The vast majority of the women were pregnant and several made Jackie just look like she’d had a big lunch. There were a few women in particular whose bellies were like planets, pulling in other pregnant women with their gravity. The biggest women also wore more revealing and personalized clothes, showing off cleavage or complex tattoos.

 

“W-wow, you weren’t kidding,” Jackie muttered as she followed Jefferies through the line for food, her eyes on all of the most enormous pregnant women the whole time.

 

“Careful about gawking too much,” Jefferies laughed quietly as she started eating. “Think about what it must mean if they’re that big.”

 

Jackie paused. “They’re more physically fit so they can carry more?”

 

“Well, yeah, that’s important too, but think about the prison’s time-off policy,” Jefferies said. “More fetuses, more years off your sentence. So they all have the longest sentences in the place, and thus, want to shave the most off.”

 

Jackie gulped. “So the bigger you are…”

 

“The bigger you are in terms of social standing,” Jefferies nodded. “Now you’re getting it.

 

As they talked, a hugely pregnant young Latina waddled by. Her belly was totally exposed and had a few piercing in her belly button. As she passed Jackie, she reached down and took one of Jackie’s protein supplements. “E-excuse me,” Jackie said, turning around. “T-that’s mine.”

 

“Yeah? And you don’t need it,” the woman giggled, patting her belly. “I’ve got six babies to feed. You've just got indigestion by the looks of it.” She laughed again and went back to a group of pregnant women, all with the same tattoo on the side of their belly.

 

“That’s why you need to find one of the big dogs to join up with,” Jefferies said, sliding Jackie a protein bar. “With just triplets, you’re a nobody.”

 

“Yeah, I guess so,” Jackie said, looking around the cafeteria until her eyes settled on one woman near the back. As soon as she saw her, Jackie felt her skin start to tingle. She was about the same age as Jefferies but her skin retained all of its smoothness and softness. Her hair was platinum blond, cut short and messy, and her icy blue eyes just stared at the table as she ate. Unlike many of the other hugely pregnant women, she only wore a tanktop which didn’t cover up hardly any of her belly. “What about her? She looks tough.”

 

Jefferies turned pale. “I wouldn’t recommend that.”

 

Jackie couldn't take her eyes off of this woman and her heart began to beat quickly. “Why?”

 

“Everyone who’s been to a BMC prison knows Ana, or ‘Big Mom.’ She’s hardcore,” Jefferies whispered. “She was involved in the Russian mob and she’s on her third pregnancy with BMC.” Jackie got a little grin on her face and began to stand up. “DeBallo, don’t do it.”

 

“I have to go with the best. I’m sure she’d be flattered,” Jackie said, waddling toward Ana in the back. Unlike the other hugely pregnant woman here who were all surrounded by their own clique of inmates with matching tattoos on the side of their bellies signifying their allegiance, Big Mom sat alone. Very alone. There was a noticeable buffer between herself and the rest of the inmates and even the guards. "H-hi."

 

“What do you want?” Ana said with a thick Russian accent, not looking up from her tray of food.

 

“I-I just wanted to say that, even though I’m new to Bryceson, I’ve heard about you and you have an amazing reputation,” Jackie said, looking at Big Mom. “And I’m honored just getting to meet you.”

 

Ana didn’t say anything after Jackie introduced herself. As she chewed, finally, she slowly lifted her head and took one look at Jackie. “You look like a kloon,” she said, her piercing eyes on Jackie’s colorful hair. The women closest to Big Mom's table started laughing, although some looked terrified. Jackie felt her cheeks turn red as she turned around and waddled back to her table.

 

“Don’t sit here,” Jefferies hissed, looking up at Jackie. “Sorry, but I can’t be seen with you right now.”

 

“DeBallo,” one of the pregnant guards said with a smirk, waddling up so her belly touched Jackie’s. “Why don’t you go get a check-up? You haven’t gotten your pre-natal medication for your stay anyway.”

 

“R-right, good idea,” Jackie nodded, picking up her tray and eating the last remaining scraps.

 

“It’s ‘thank you, C.O.,” the guard said.

 

“Thank you, C.O.,” Jackie said, waddling away as quickly as she could, feeling her heart race. As she waddled to the infirmary, she could feel her body tremble. When she found out about the option to cut her time by being a surrogate, Jackie thought her incarceration would be a breeze. Now she was wondering if she could even make it all 40 weeks. She touched one hand to the side of her belly and sighed. “At least you aren’t doing much kicking.”

 

But Jackie was still resolved. She wasn’t a quitter and she always tried to stand up for herself, even if doing so made her insides feel like a butterfly sanctuary. And Jackie only saw one way for her to survive in here: Big Mom.


 

Out on the yard, Jackie paced around as she watched the other inmates. Everyone who wasn’t pregnant mostly stood around or sat on the ground, talking. But for the pregnant women, there was no shortage of activity. All of the weights and other lifting equipment were being used, there were four simultaneous basketball games being played by pregnant women in just their bras and tank tops, and one large woman seemed to have a yoga class going on in the middle of the grass.

“DeBallo, you were told the rules weren’t you?” a guard called out to Jackie.

“Yes, C.O.,” Jackie nodded as she finally spied Ana. She was leaning against a chain link fence on the far side of the yard all by herself. Jackie felt butterflies in her stomach again when she looked at Ana and wondered how she kept looking so good with such an advanced pregnancy. She jogged over to Ana, not realizing how tiring that was with a big belly and inflated breasts weighing you down. “Hi again.”

Ana had her arms crossed and wasn’t looking at Jackie. Now that Ana was standing up, Jackie could see she had a whole series of black flaming tattoos on her left bicep and the words “BIG MOM” in big letters around her popped-out navel. Though as big as the stylish letters were, they only covered up a tiny fraction of Ana's entire belly surface area. “What now, kloon?” she said.

“I was just wondering…I’m new here and I’m not used to being pregnant,” Jackie panted. “And since you’re the expert, do you have a suggestion for some good exercise?”

“Lift barbells,” Ana said in a monotone, still looking away.

“They’re all taken up, it looks like,” Jackie sighed.

“Run in a circle,” Ana said, adding in a small chuckle.

 

“Okay DeBallo, it’s time to go. No lazing around,” a guard said, walking toward Jackie. Ana held up one hand and glared at the woman. The guard backed away and a nearby group of curious inmates dispersed and began to pass around a soccer ball lying in the grass.

Jackie gulped and looked around. "T-these fences seem kind of flimsy. I know it's a minimum-security facility but I thought BMC was more high-tech."

"There's a force field around the yard. This fence is just for appearances," Ana said as turned her eyes to Jackie and let out a harsh sigh. “Come, say what you want to say.”

 

“O-okay,” Jackie said, looking up at the sign next to Ana. It read clearly “REMINDER: EXERCISE IS MANDATORY FOR ALL PREGNANCY VOLUNTEER INMATES.” “But shouldn’t you be doing something too?”

 

Ana scoffed and eyed the pregnant guard, who immediately turned away. “They don’t tell me what to do. And they know my womb always produces quality children for their company.”

 

“I see…that’s kind of what I wanted to talk to you about,” Jackie said. “I know you’re a big shot around here and I’m…not. I want to be friends and get advice from you.”

 

“You have Jefferies, no? She is smart. She knows how things work,” Ana said.

 

“But not when it comes to this,” Jackie said, patting her belly. “Anyone carrying as many as you must be knowledgeable.” She hesitated, wondering if she should ask the next question. “H-how many are you carrying, actually?”

“Ten,” Ana said, her chest swelling with pride. “It’s the limit for someone surviving a sentence as long as mine. If it was only eleven years, then maybe they’d let me squeak by, but I’ve got 30 years in this dump.”

“30 years?”

“Or at least I did,” Ana said, seriously smiling at Jackie for the first time. “Once I’m through with these cubs, I’ll have served only a fraction of it.”

“What did you do to get 30 years?” Jackie said.

“Oh, books and numbers, that sort of thing,” Ana said with a smirk. “They don’t let violent criminals participate in the volunteer program, so I didn’t plead to those.” Jackie felt the color start to drain from her cheeks as Ana turned and rested her shoulder against the fence. “Now then, you want protection from Big Mom?”

“Y-yes,” Jackie squeaked, though now she was a little unsure of that.

“Then tell me, what can you offer me?” Ana said. “What skills do you have?”

“What…skills?” Jackie said, her voice trailing off.

Ana sighed. “What were you arrested for?”

“Protesting, civil disobedience, that sort of thing,” Jackie said. “Against bigoted pronatalist policies the government’s trying to push.”

“A noble cause,” Ana nodded. “And because of that, I’m not going to punish you for wasting my time.” Jackie felt her heart stop beating in her chest when Ana said those last words. “Now run along and play. Remember: exercise is mandatory for all pregnancy volunteer inmates.”

Jackie nodded and turned around, hurrying to the small track on the side of the yard where other pregnant women were jogging. Her breath was heavy and it wasn’t just because of her new pregnant body. Ana had genuinely terrified her and she had the feeling the other "big women" in the prison wouldn't be any kinder toward her. But she had to face it: there wasn't much she could help Big Mom out with in this place.


"On your left, newbie," a woman grunted from behind her. Jackie moved out of the way as she saw two pregnant women jog past her. Both had their bellies totally exposed and she saw them smile at each other and lightly stroke the other's before reaching their hands farther down into their prison-issued pants. A guard blew her whistle at them but Jackie already had her idea. She knew what she could do for Ana.




When it was getting close to lights-out, Jackie beckoned another inmate, a middle-aged Asian woman who wasn't pregnant, to come over to her. She held out a scrap of paper. "Can you get this to Big Mom?"


The woman groaned. "Look, the preggos don't mess with the rest of us. I don't want to risk that."


"I'll make it worth your while," Jackie whispered. "You do this for me and you can get my mattress."


"One of the pregnant mattresses? Deal," the woman grinned. She took the paper and walked nonchalantly away. Jackie smiled and hoped the message would be accepted.


At night, Jackie snuck out of her block to a supply closet where she'd been to as part of her work detail. And inside, as she'd asked in her note, was Ana, arms crossed as she sat on a soft box of towels. "I don't like to wait, DeBallo."


"I don't move as gracefully as you yet with all this in front of me," Jackie said, rubbing the sides of her belly slowly in big circles.


"You better not have brought me out here just to kiss my ass," Ana fumed.


"Not exactly," Jackie said, waddling toward Ana. "I wanted to bring you here to show...how much I appreciate your kindness and patience for me lately." 


"Is that so?" Ana said.


"Yep," Jackie said, biting her lip as she began to run her fingers against Ana's bare belly. She feared the Russian might fly off the handle right then and there but she had to take a gamble. And it paid off as Ana began to chuckle.


"I see," Ana purred.


"Y-you must be so threatening that no one wants to try and get intimate with you. And you're always alone, which can't be fun all the time. You need to be tough in here but...we all need to be with someone or else we'll go crazy. And I've only had these pregnancy hormones for a day and I know how wild they can be," Jackie said. Ana was still smiling but silent so Jackie got on her knees and started kissing her belly.


"Don't," Ana hissed.


Jackie backed away and looked up at her. "S-sorry, I-"


"No, I mean don't stop," Ana said, her hands stroking her full chest. Jackie went back in, letting her lips and tongue linger on Big Mom's enormous belly. Ana's breath got hot and heavy the closer Jackie got to her belly button, and when she began to suck on it, Ana even let out a few cries. 


"This good?" Jackie whispered.


"Da," Ana cooed, reaching one hand down. "But be silent. Guard patrols will pass by soon."


Jackie nodded and reached up to take Ana's grasp. The enormous Russian helped Jackie up and the two began to kiss. Ana let out long, rolling sighs as Jackie moved from her peach lips to cover Ana's cheek, chin, and neck with wet kisses, even nibbling Ana's skin from time to time.


"You're cold," Jackie said quietly into Ana's ear before sucking on her earlobe and pressing their bellies together.


"I know," Ana chuckled, making her first move to kiss Jackie just beside her eyebrow on the temple. "But you're doing a good job to warm me up."


Ana opened her mouth some more to let her tongue trace across Jackie's face, leading Jackie to move her hands to Ana's breasts as she continued to nuzzle Ana's neck. Ana's back arched and Jackie took the opportunity to connect their lips again, which Ana clearly had no issue with. She leaned Ana back until she nearly touched the wall as they made out and Jackie and Ana tightened their holds around each other more and more with each flick of their tongues touching. As they kissed, their bellies would rub together and if their belly buttons touched, both would fight to suppress moaning out loud, lest any guard passes by. 


Eventually, both women stopped and Jackie slumped down to the ground. Her face was bright red and she was breathing big heavy breaths as if she'd just gotten out of an airless vacuum. Ana was just as worn out, though she looked more composed than Jackie and she combed her sweaty strands of blond hair with her fingers out of her eyes.


"You made a strong case," Ana panted, looking down past her colossal round stomach at Jackie. "You won't have anything to fear while you're in here, except from my occasional pounces perhaps."


She beckoned for Jackie to sit next to her and the two held each other in their arms, Jackie's face in Ana's breasts. "I always thought I had a little pregnancy fetish but I guess I didn't realize until now how powerful it was," Jackie giggled.


"Sounds like you should have been locked up here sooner," Ana said, running her fingers through Jackie's rainbow hair. There was the buzz of a radio outside the door and both women stayed still as the shadow of a guard passed underneath the door.


"Mackelson, you have night shift tomorrow too?" one guard's muffled voice said.


"Yeah but you know, with this belly, I can't get much sleep anyway," another guard replied with a sigh as their footsteps got farther away.


"You should go back to your tent, little kloon," Ana smiled, rubbing the tip of Jackie's nose with her finger. "You've got a window of time now."


Jackie nodded and heaved herself up. She was about to open the door when she looked back at Ana. "Will I see you tomorrow?"


"I'm not going anywhere," Ana chuckled. "It's prison."




For Jackie, the next day was what seemed like normal prison life as she'd understood it. She woke up, was told where and when to shower, and had to sit in her block for a few hours, watching other inmates talk and argue while Jefferies sat in bed reading and chatting with other inmates. Jackie heard a number of them remark to themselves that they should take the prison up on the volunteer pregnancy program. Later, she went to her work detail and organized equipment for the facility, under the supervision of a few big-bellied guards.


When her first day of work ended, Jackie had a brief check-up with a BMC doctor who made sure her surrogacy pregnancy was progressing like normal before she went off to eat with the rest of the prison. Luckily for her, Jefferies was right behind her in line.


"How's your first full day of work?" Jefferies laughed.


"Not too bad, I guess," Jackie sighed. "I could be breaking rocks with a pickaxe or making license plates, I suppose."


"Yeah, another one of the upsides to the volunteer pregnancy program: they don't make you do the really rough work. I'm on groundskeeping," Jefferies said. "But at least I get some exercise and fresh air, plus that guard's Mackelson and she rarely pays too much attention."


"Sounds like you've got a real routine set up," Jackie said, holding out her tray for food.


"Yep. Prison sucks but you can still figure a few things out," Jefferies said with a light chuckle as the two women sat down. Right as Jackie was about to pick up her first bite, the same woman who took her protein supplement snatched her tray away.


"You aren't offering any food to Reina?" she said with a smirk. A group of women, mostly Latina, waddled over, with one especially large-bellied woman in front. They all had the same matching "R" tattoo on the side of their bellies with a crown on top. 


"I can't just give you all my food," Jackie said as the women encircled her.


"C'mon, don't be rude," one of the women said. They all began to poke and lightly slap Jackie's belly, rolling up her clothes.


"Now you need to apologize," the largest woman said, waddling up and putting her belly in Jackie's face. "Go on, worship the belly of Reina to say you're sorry."


Jackie clenched her eyes shut in fear but then she heard the room go totally silent. She opened one eye to see Ana pushing the group back, her blue eyes burning.


"No one lays a hand on her," Ana grunted, looking right at Reina. "You understand?"


"N-no trouble, Big Mom," Reina said, nodding and waddling away. Ana turned to Jackie and smiled, sitting down beside her and giving her a kiss on the cheek.


"I don't believe it," Jefferies mumbled to herself. Ana looked over at her and Jefferies sat up straight. "S-sorry, thinking out loud about something else."


"It's alright," Jackie smiled, putting one arm around Ana's shoulder. "We're all friendly, right?"


"Right," Ana said, putting one hand on Jackie's belly. "And she's right. Even I'm surprised I'm this open about our relationship."


"And I'm surprised I get to hook up with the biggest pregnant woman in the place," Jackie said. Ana laughed a little too hard. "What?"


"Sorry, you wouldn't know I suppose," Ana smiled. "But I don't have the biggest belly here. Just wait until you meet the warden."


"T-the warden?" Jackie gulped.


Ana laughed again. "Don't worry, she won't bite as long as you're with me, though she may get curious about you. Very curious."


Jackie felt her cheeks burn. Just 278 days left she thought. How much weirder can things get?

A story commissioned by envyandtrembile as an accompanying piece to artwork also commissioned from SaburoX
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ruben265's avatar

I need a part 2