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A few years following their fiasco at North Shore High School, “Plastics” members Karen Smith, Gretchen Wieners, and the awful Regina George all rekindled their friendships and went to college together.

Not really learning their lesson from their troubles in high school, the girls all partied a bit too hard at the beginning of the year, and now they were all heavily pregnant. With it being late April, final exams just around the corner, the 3 girls were dangerously close to popping. They were constantly slow moving, in need of pleasure, and always were eating food.

“—and I still can’t believe that bitch Cady got into Harvard and I didn’t!”, Regina stammered as she waddled down a staircase with Karen. “She threw me into a bus for chrissake!”.

“I know, I know”, Karen cooed in agreement. Both ladies were carrying one baby each, but Karen had kept herself on the smaller size, and elected to wear normal maternity clothes. Regina was larger and would always dress herself so that her belly was out in the open. She believed it would make her more sexy.

“Hey, it’s a good thing Gretchen’s little brother had thing for you, because he got daddy’s Strudel money to help pay for that surgery and rehab. In my opinion, you look hotter than before”, Karen continued, praising her friend.

The two stopped at the bottom of the stairs and stood in an open area, going bump to bump and rubbing their bellies.

Regina looked around. “Wait, where is Gretchen anyway? We have BioChem in 10 minutes.”, Regina said.

The two then heard suprised commotion coming from the hallway behind them, followed by the heavy plopping of footsteps.

“Regina…Karen…”, Gretchen stammered as she swiftly waddled through a crowd of students towards her friends. She stopped herself as she reached them, putting a hand on both of their shoulders to support herself.

The rich brat Gretchen’s brunette hair was caked to her forehead in sweat, and her red dress was also damp and wrinkled. She seemed out of breath, taking a moment to collect herself.

“Just got out of the bathroom with that hunk Trevor Robbins—“, Gretchen began to explain. Karen reached out a hand to rub Gretchen’s belly, and something felt off.

“He…*pant*…paid me f-five hundred dollars to do it with him, and it felt really good. But it’s n-never felt this g-good after I did it with one of the basketball players before!”, she continued, taking her hands off her friend’s shoulders and holding her own belly as if it was a beach ball. “The twins really seem to like him, should I try to fuck him aga-“, she grunted, being cut off by a sloshing sound in her belly.

Her bloated abdomen visibly contracted inward, then quickly back outward. Karen and Regina were speechless, jaws agape. “Ooooohhh”, Gretchen moaned loud enough for the entire lobby to hear. All eyes fell on her as she winced and puckered her lips.

“CommmmmHnnnggg…”, escaped her puckered lips in a groan as her water broke with a noisy splash, covering her legs and feet with amniotic fluids.

“Fuck! These were brand new slippers!”, she screamed, unbothered by the flashing cameras of her fellow students around her. Karen quickly comforted her laboring friend, lowering her down to the floor and supporting her.

Regina couldn’t help but look on in arousal, slowly rubbing her own belly as she stood over the other two.

She whipped out her pink Blackberry flip-phone, immediately dialing College Star Quarterback Eren Rodger. “Ooh that looks so hot…”, she whispered to herself, biting her lip as she looked at Gretchen screaming and moaning while having another contraction.

When Eren picked up, Regina didn’t give him the chance to speak. “Eren, babe, I know we haven’t talked for a couple of weeks but I desperately need to see you in the Dining Hall bathroom! It’s urgent!”.

Description
A few years following their fiasco at North Shore High School, “Plastics” members Karen Smith, Gretchen Wieners, and the awful Regina George all rekindled their friendships and went to college together.

Not really learning their lesson from their troubles in high school, the girls all partied a bit too hard at the beginning of the year, and now they were all heavily pregnant. With it being late April, final exams just around the corner, the 3 girls were dangerously close to popping. They were constantly slow moving, in need of pleasure, and always were eating food.

“—and I still can’t believe that bitch Cady got into Harvard and I didn’t!”, Regina stammered as she waddled down a staircase with Karen. “She threw me into a bus for chrissake!”.

“I know, I know”, Karen cooed in agreement. Both ladies were carrying one baby each, but Karen had kept herself on the smaller size, and elected to wear normal maternity clothes. Regina was larger and would always dress herself so that her belly was out in the open. She believed it would make her more sexy.

“Hey, it’s a good thing Gretchen’s little brother had thing for you, because he got daddy’s Strudel money to help pay for that surgery and rehab. In my opinion, you look hotter than before”, Karen continued, praising her friend.

The two stopped at the bottom of the stairs and stood in an open area, going bump to bump and rubbing their bellies.

Regina looked around. “Wait, where is Gretchen anyway? We have BioChem in 10 minutes.”, Regina said.

The two then heard suprised commotion coming from the hallway behind them, followed by the heavy plopping of footsteps.

“Regina…Karen…”, Gretchen stammered as she swiftly waddled through a crowd of students towards her friends. She stopped herself as she reached them, putting a hand on both of their shoulders to support herself.

The rich brat Gretchen’s brunette hair was caked to her forehead in sweat, and her red dress was also damp and wrinkled. She seemed out of breath, taking a moment to collect herself.

“Just got out of the bathroom with that hunk Trevor Robbins—“, Gretchen began to explain. Karen reached out a hand to rub Gretchen’s belly, and something felt off.

“He…*pant*…paid me f-five hundred dollars to do it with him, and it felt really good. But it’s n-never felt this g-good after I did it with one of the basketball players before!”, she continued, taking her hands off her friend’s shoulders and holding her own belly as if it was a beach ball. “The twins really seem to like him, should I try to fuck him aga-“, she grunted, being cut off by a sloshing sound in her belly.

Her bloated abdomen visibly contracted inward, then quickly back outward. Karen and Regina were speechless, jaws agape. “Ooooohhh”, Gretchen moaned loud enough for the entire lobby to hear. All eyes fell on her as she winced and puckered her lips.

“CommmmmHnnnggg…”, escaped her puckered lips in a groan as her water broke with a noisy splash, covering her legs and feet with amniotic fluids.

“Fuck! These were brand new slippers!”, she screamed, unbothered by the flashing cameras of her fellow students around her. Karen quickly comforted her laboring friend, lowering her down to the floor and supporting her.

Regina couldn’t help but look on in arousal, slowly rubbing her own belly as she stood over the other two.

She whipped out her pink Blackberry flip-phone, immediately dialing College Star Quarterback Eren Rodger. “Ooh that looks so hot…”, she whispered to herself, biting her lip as she looked at Gretchen screaming and moaning while having another contraction.

When Eren picked up, Regina didn’t give him the chance to speak. “Eren, babe, I know we haven’t talked for a couple of weeks but I desperately need to see you in the Dining Hall bathroom! It’s urgent!”.