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take a test.” My mind was racing as I tried to fathom why the doctor believed that I could be pregnant even though I was on the pill.
     
    It seemed like all I’d done since I got here was wait around. I’d read the bulletin board over and over and I now knew the emergency signs for meningitis by heart.
     
    “Well Amy, your test results have come back positive which means that you’ll have to…” I interrupted him.
     
    “What does that mean? Am I pregnant?” I cried as my hands shook. I felt like I was about to have a panic attack.
     
    “Yes, congratulations! Your symptoms were in line with pregnancy so I’m glad that we didn’t need to run any further tests. You’re perfectly healthy, you’re just experiencing morning sickness. You’ll have to immediately stop taking your birth control pills and we’ll book you in for a scan because based on what you’ve told us you’re about eight weeks pregnant.”
     
    “Eight weeks? Two whole months?” I cried.
     
    “Oh yes, your husband will be very pleased,” he said with a delighted look on his face like he couldn’t tell that I was distressed.
     
    *
     
    As soon as I got home, it finally sunk in that I was having our baby and after the shock had passed, I couldn’t stop jumping around our front room with excitement.
     
    “You have to come home ASAP! X” I texted Richard. When I received no reply, I became anxious. He had been in a huff with me for the first couple of weeks that I was losing weight. He’d complain that he was scared that I’d lose my curves so often that some days we wouldn’t even have sex and when we would it would be quick romp in the dark. I was worried about him until he caught a glimpse of my body as I was getting ready to get into the bath. I came out to find him laid on our bed, covered in whipped cream with his cock already begging for some attention. He still brings my diet up every now and then but with the way he still groped my ass and tits, I didn’t think that my weight loss was as traumatic for him as he first thought that it would be.
     
    I hardly ever went to Richard’s office, it just wasn’t of much interest to me and I preferred to keep his image of me separated from it as I was a firm believer that you shouldn’t mix business with pleasure. I was his fun-loving wife who fed him, sexed him and soothed him after a stressful day.
     
    I couldn’t remember where his office was so I asked Betty on reception, who I hadn’t seen in years, for directions. She had always been very friendly with me.
     
    “Oh Amy, you look wonderful!” she gushed.
     
    “Thank you, so do you.”
     
    “Go down the hall and his office is the third door on the right,” she said as she gave me an apprehensive look. I was confused but I thanked her anyway as I walked to his office.
     
    There they were both were, my husband and Emily. He was sat at his desk and Emily was peering over him. She had put on a lot of weight since I last saw her and I didn’t know if it was because she was stressed about her new job or because she wanted to get Richard’s attention. It was nice to actually see her for once with her stomach covered up, but I was right in my belief that she wouldn’t develop a nice ass or tits. She just had massive thighs that pinched against her work trousers and a bloated face. They both looked shocked when they saw me and Richard jumped up out of his chair but Emily’s expression soon turned into a smug smirk. I could feel my own face, completely unprepared to see them both together, was horrified.
     
    “Amy?” he veered off as panicked filled his voice. “What, what are you doing here?” he croaked and I realised that his uneasiness meant that he had been doing something that he shouldn’t have.
     
    “I texted you but you didn’t text back and I was worried because you always do,” I said.
     
    “I’ll just leave you both to it,” Emily sniggered. “Bye Rich,” she said with a giggle.
     
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