Commission: Cadwallader Pretend Pregnant Belly 4

Ginger struggled to fit in the changing room booth at her local maternity clothing store. You would think with the explosion in popularity of the Cadwallader Pretend Pregnant Belly, with newer and increasingly updated models letting women, and men as well, get larger and rounder pregnant bellies for longer, this place would have invested in getting some bigger booths for changing.

With a groan, Ginger pushed her big belly forward by bending her hips and waddled out, wearing a blue and yellow stripped dress that hugged onto her large, firm belly tightly. "I don't know...Jean, can you look at this and tell me if it works?"

Out of the adjacent changing stall waddled Jean Akers, Ginger's friend and fellow pregnant woman. Well, fellow "pretend" pregnant woman, with a smaller Cadwallader Pretend Pregnant Belly on at only quadruplets, though she had been pregnant about six months longer than Ginger had. Jean was half Japanese and had long, silky black hair tied into twin ponytails and light sandy skin. She stood a few inches taller than Ginger though with her model good looks, she always came off as even taller.

"Looks okay to me," Jean said with a polite smile. Ginger could sense she was hiding something. "Everything in this store is good."

"Of course you'd say that," Ginger scoffed, gesturing to Jean's fashionable white blouse and leather jacket. "You look hot in everything."

"Well what's your issue with what you have on now? It's a cute design and all," Jean sighed, pressing her hands into her lower back to stabilize her heavy pregnant stomach, with her motorized artificial fetuses kicking inside it.

"I dunno, I am just worried it might be too tight," Ginger said. With a deep exhale, her peach toned pregnant stomach tore through the fabric, sticking her swollen belly button out open and proud.

After a few seconds of staring at her, Jean finally spoke up. "I think you're right. It was too tight."

---

Ginger was back home, now changed down to be stark nude as she waddled around her home where she lived alone most of the time, though she and Jean had plenty of...let's call them "sleep overs." 

But as much as Ginger liked to admire and stroke her swollen and smooth pregnant body when she was naked, her attention now was focused on a computerized clock on her smart phone while she paced around her home. One hand was still against her firm belly giving it a light rub but that was mild compared to the amount of attention Ginger typically gave to her stomach. Looking at the clock, Ginger saw that she only had about six months left in this Cadwallader Pretend Pregnant Belly session before she would "give birth." 

She was not going to deliver real babies, however. It would still be the many motorized and artificial fetuses that came with the Cadwallader Pretend Pregnant Belly but Ginger asked for it to feel close to a real pregnancy and she would still need to prepare herself. Ginger had long fantasized about giving birth and having to create a birth plan but now that the real possibility was in her near future, all those previous fantasies and plans went out the window and she had to start from scratch.

Ginger stood in the doorway of her bonus room that she used for storage or moving things around. Carefully, she paced around the room in her bare feet, checking out the dimensions and temperature.

"This could work," Ginger cooed to herself. She waddled out and back inside, this time bringing her inflatable pool with her. Unfurling it and grunting as she knelt and held onto her heavy pregnant belly for balance, she saw the pool fit in here just fine. "Great...guess this is where I'll be giving birth."

There was a tiny smile on Ginger's pristine lips. Sure, Cadwallader Pretend Pregnant Belly owners could go to the hospital for their simulated birth but Ginger wanted to have a home birth, feeling what it was like to go through the real thing as much as possible. Maybe Jean would even be able to give her a hand.

"Are you ready?" Ginger said, stroking her enormous pregnant belly slowly and feeling the artificial fetuses moving around inside of her. "I sure am, though I wish I could keep you in there another year...or two. But I am going to give birth to you, ready or not."

---

With a red bandana wrapped around her forehead to keep her messy red hair out of her face and eyes, Ginger groaned and waddled out of the bonus room, lugging another cardboard box. They were all mostly empty and truly not that heavy. If it were not for the Cadwallader Pretend Pregnant Belly she had implanted onto her body, Ginger could probably have carried out three or four at a time.

But the whole point of the Cadwallader Pretend Pregnant Belly was to feel the reality of pregnancy, including the exhaustion and lack of mobility and all of those wonderful things. So if Ginger was meant to only carry out one box at a time, so be it.

She was not only doing this to make room in this extra space for her inflatable pool for her home water birth. Ginger also felt the nesting instincts coming in strong, even if this was not a real pregnancy and she was not going to be looking after real babies by the end of it. But she felt the maternal instincts and hormones pumping through her body strongly. Maybe the more babies you order with your Cadwallader Pretend Pregnant Belly, the stronger those impulses get?

After moving the boxes out and strewing them all throughout Ginger's apartment, she began to vacuum and get rid of all the dust the box-moving kicked up in the air. Still, for all the boring and tough work cleaning the house, it made Ginger happy deep down. She felt just like a true to life pregnant woman, getting the place ready for her coming children. 

As she started to get out her cleaning chemicals for the bathroom, a bump against the walls of her pretend womb stopped Ginger in her place and she touched her palm against the spot. "That's right, babies," Ginger cooed. "I'm working hard to make this a nice home for all of you. I have to. It's built into my DNA. I want to be a good mother." She spread her hand out wider and smiled. "I want to be a real pregnant woman."

---

"Hold still," Jean said, wincing as one hand held her heavy quadruplet belly and the other gripped the camera. The camera was steadied on a tripod but now that Jean was in her final weeks of her own Cadwallader Pretend Pregnant Belly session, she was getting quite unsteady herself. "Okay, come on in girl. Get ready to model."

In waddled Ginger, dressed in a very tight red and black leotard with black and white clown makeup on her face. "How do I look?" Ginger asked with a big grin in her Harley Quinn cosplay.

"Ridiculous, but cute," Jean smiled back, clicking the camera to take a series of pictures. "Got it. Great."

"Oh no, hold on," Ginger said, raising one finger. "There's more."

"More?" Jean sighed. With surprising speed, Ginger waddled back in wearing a sailor schoolgirl uniform, her belly totally sticking out, plus her hair was fluffed out and tied into big ponytails so she looked like Sailor Moon. "Wow."

"I know," Ginger chuckled, striking a pose as her friend Jean took the photos.

There were more costumes from there. Up next, Ginger had on a tiny Wonder Woman costume that didn't even try to cover her enormous and shining pregnant belly, with her little blue and star-printed shorts making her booty look huge. 

Then came some sexy black lingerie complete with thigh-high stockings and a black feathered boa. She put on more old fashioned makeup, particularly lip stick, and curled the ends of her hair more so she could look like Lili Von Shtupp from Blazing Saddles.

Finally was another skin tight outfit with a metallic grey color that accentuated the size of her breasts and belly while Ginger styled her hair so it did not look nearly as long, all so she could dress up as the Major from Ghost in the Shell.

"So, what do you think?" Ginger asked with a grin as she waddled over to look at Jean's photos. "Fun, right?"

"I guess," Jean grinned. "I've been known to do my fair share of cosplay too."

"I know," Ginger purred, showing Jean the black lingerie costume. "I was hoping to see you in this as well..."

---

Ginger was enormous, two years and ten months into a three year pregnancy with five artificial babies through her Cadwallader Pretend Pregnant Belly. She rubbed her colossal but perfectly round pregnant stomach and cooed quietly as she felt these motorized fetuses kicking and squirming inside of her. Ginger spread her palms out wide to pick up on the kicks and movements, gasping at each of them, despite feeling them for more than two years at this point.

As Ginger's giddiness grew, she traced their fetal movement with her fingers. "See, this is Baby #2. She really likes this spot near my boobs," Ginger said. She had a camera pointed at her taut stomach and was recording everything. "Right next to her is Baby #3 and they both kind of like to wrestle for a good spot near here. Must be nice because it's near my heart. The sound of it beating must be soothing to them."

Just then, Ginger let out a groan as one baby kicked hard and she could see it bulge out of her stomach. 

"Whoa, I hope the camera picked that up! That was a huge one!" Ginger gasped, rubbing her hand quickly around that spot. "That must have been Baby #5. She is a real kicker." 

A few more minutes of this and Ginger stopped the recording on the camera. Without any editing or changes, Ginger uploaded all of the footage to the Internet and posted it on her social media. Immediately, her friends started commenting about how cool and cute it was. Of course, they all had their own Cadwallader Pretend Pregnant Bellies as well but they were all pregnancy enthusiasts and were happy to be supportive of a fellow pregnant lady.

"You're popular," Ginger said, this time to her belly and not the artificial babies. "But I'm your biggest fan of all."

---

Ginger waddled down the hall in her apartment where she was currently all alone. Jean was away, giving an official statement on her experiences with her Cadwallader Pretend Pregnant Belly since she had given birth a little more than a month ago now. Ginger felt lucky enough to have been there with her friend when she was giving birth but that did not make Ginger feel any more reassured about how her own birth was going to go.

As Ginger waddled around all alone, she suddenly stopped in the hallway and clutched the wall with one hand and her huge round belly with the other. She felt a sudden tightness in her maternal middle, more than just the usual sensation of her skin tightening to fit her huge pregnant stomach. Then, the tightness increased, penetrating her right to the center of her belly.

"Oh wow, this is it! This is labor!" Ginger gasped out loud to herself. All of that panic about what giving birth would be like went out the window as Ginger got excited. "It's just like a real pregnancy! I'll bet my water is about to break any second now too!"

But as Ginger got herself worked up and happy, the pain subsided and she was able to stand up straight and waddle normally again.

"Just a Braxton-Hicks contraction, I guess," Ginger sighed, rubbing her naked belly quickly. "Oh well...still exciting."