Days passed, and with each one Pet noticed her body changing. Her already ample breasts were the first to take note of the hormones coursing through her body, seemingly swelling by the second, her areolae stretching and darkening, nipples lengthening. They had become sensitive- so sensitive!- and often when she was alone she'd cup and pinch and tease them, gasping to herself at the electric sensations. They had become heavy in her hands, the textures new and she luxuriated in the changes. She had never felt so erotic, so feminine as she did now, blossoming with her master's child.
And so she could not help but admire her body, now 8 weeks pregnant without a hint to her master, in front of the mirror one bright spring morning. Already the changes were taking place. Her belly had always been soft, but now when she pressed it there was a definitive firmness, the bottom of it having a more defined convex shape. Her breasts, as mentioned, were larger, heavier, rounder. They screamed fertility, screamed of motherhood. And her hips were widening, stretch marks already appearing on the sides, her panties straining at them. It seemed to be harder to hide her weight gain than it was to hide her pregnancy- one of the truly strong symptoms she was experiencing was cravings. Not for anything specific, but seemingly for everything.
She turned, admiring her silhouette once again before walking to the kitchen, intent on fulfilling her endless cravings. But just as she leaned into the fridge, she felt a presence behind her. She couldn't even turn around before her master caught her about the waist, leaning in as she gasped to whisper in her ear. "You really thought I was inattentive, huh pet? Didn't think I'd notice you puking and preening, and when your period didn't come?" He caressed her lower belly as he held her to his body, erection pressing against her bottom. His Pet squirmed a bit, pressing herself into him as she tried to turn to face him, but he only smiled. "Now you know you can't get away from me so easily..."
He turned her around, roughly, and then scooped her up over his shoulder to carry her to the room, taking extra care not to put pressure on her belly, "Not telling me you were pregnant, Pet? How long did you really think that would work?" Not waiting for her response, he released her roughly onto the bed, where she lay on her back in stunned silence, eyes wide. And then he began. There was no foreplay, not gentle teasing. He held her hands down as he began to kiss her roughly, tasting her lips, biting them until they nearly bled. Moving down, he pinched her sensitive nipples, hard, until she screamed. At that, her Master's brow furrowed. "No more of that, Pet", he said, taking time only to remove her panties and stuff them into her mouth before he returned to his prior task, allowing her to moan and scream through the gag. Roughly, he grabbed her ass, lifting it, passing by her belly completely as he began to eat her out, lapping and sucking furiously at her clit. Her freed hands grasped at the bed covers and she moaned, crying out, tensing as she neared orgasm, her body made oh so much more sensitive by the pregnancy....
And then he stopped.
