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Written by Joe Saunders.
The Students Diary - Part 3
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TUESDAY 9TH MAY
We are now half way through exams. This 37" gut seems strange to me. Sitting
at the desks, doing the papers, it seems to get in the way. Also, I am so randy.
I've noticed that ever since I became pregnant. My dick is now nearly 10"
and my balls are even bigger too now I am in the second tri-mester. Sitting
doing exams for 3 hours can get quite uncomfortable especially as I seem to
get a hard on at the least thing.
There is no disguising my gut now and, as I feared, I got a lot of flack for it at home over Easter. My mum wanted to put me on a diet. This was murder as I wanted more food not less to feed my preg-nancy. I managed to get food from other places, like eating at home and then going out to eat with mates. The trouble was I couldn't do it every day. By the end of the fortnight my mother noticed that I had put on even more weight. She thought it was fat though. Some of us know differently!
Matters weren't helped by Sasha insisting I wear the back strap while I was away and as only she could fit it and remove it, I had to wear it 24/7. So I was wrong about the fact that she wouldn't make me wear it at home. Her excuse was that she didn't want my stance to change in those two weeks. She must have read my mind about trying to hide the lump while at home. The consequence was that I couldn't make any attempt to hide my blossoming belly. Mind you, it would have been a struggle even without the back strap.
My mates back home were quite affirming of my new gut. I was always by far
the skinniest of them and they were always on at how weedy I was. They were
quite amazed at how I had 'filled out'.
They said I hadn't put on the freshman 15 but the freshman 50. The good thing
was that they were into making my belly even bigger, so while I was with them,
I was able to eat as much as I wanted, which made up for the diet my Mum had
tried to put me on. Little did they know they were feeding my baby.
Actually, apart from dealing with my relatives, who did not like my new size, I had a really good time. My mates really gave me lots of encouragement and I became more confident in having my belly and to show it off in public. The gang I go about with were keen to show it off too and lent me their clothes that really highlighted it, not like the baggy ones I had been wearing to try and hide it and failing miserably. So I am back at Uni not ashamed of my belly in public any more. This is good as I have always enjoyed it in private.
Now I am back at Uni and I am feeding regularly again, instead of when I could
with my mates. I am feeling on top of the world. I don't think I have ever felt
so well in my life. It is sooo good. My harness has been adjusted by Sasha to
fit below my belly. It looks so hot, especially with a new strap she has introduced
from the chest harness over my belly to what used to be the waistband before
it was moved lower. It will be good when the exams are over and we get onto
the project work, which will mean less sitting. Revising has been hell. The
bulge gets in the way when trying to study and I do find it hard to concentrate
these days.
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> Read the First
part of the diary.
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of the diary.
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