Alice remained in her sex coma for over eleven hours. Jen's side of the bed was empty, but Alice could hear clattering in the kitchen and smell her cheap coffee brewing. Groggily she sat up, her stomach spilling out almost as far as her knees. She reached out and could barely bring the tips of her fingers together around her massive middle. Ironically, given her current size, Alice felt empty. Dinner felt like a week ago, and she had probably burnt off a thousand calories per orgasm the day before. As tempting as it was to just lie in bed all day, stroking her gravidity, her hunger could not be ignored.
Alice almost fell over as she tried to stand up. A thrill ran up her spine as she realized that her center of gravity had shifted so much that she would have to adopt the classic pregnant-waddle to get around now.
God I hope this never goes away!
She walked to the kitchen with spring in her step that was disproportionate to her new figure. Alice had pancakes on the mind. And bacon. And toast. And hashbrowns! And sausages!! Hell, she felt like she could tackle an entire buffet table and still have room for dessert.
Mommy is eating for at least three now, she deserves to be pampered! thought Alice.
Jen turned and threw Alice a huge smile when she heard her girlfriend enter the room.
"Hey, look who's back from the dead! I tried to wake you a few times but you didn't even budge. You woke up just in time for breakfast thought! Your fridge was almost empty so I ran to the store and bought a bit of everything. Hope you're hungry!"
Alice eyed the spread ravenously, saliva moistening her lips in anticipation.
"It looks amazing hun, but what are you going to eat?" Alice said with a smirk.
Jen laughed at what she presumed was a joke, but fifteen minutes later she was still hungry, having liberated only a small pile of eggs, half a pancake, and one piece of bacon.
BEEEEEEELLLLLCH!
"Oh that was good! And now I have room for dessert!"