… alright, but like, rapid pregnancy during a customer service shift?
You came in feeling sick, maybe a bit bloated, but no one, including you, noticed anything weird. Come to think of it, you’re feeling more and more full as your shift goes on, and what’s that ache in your back…? No, you’re fine.
Or are you…? Why are you SO bloated, and why’s your binder feeling so tight? Phew, and what’s with your breathing feeling heavier? People are starting to give you optimistic smiles, it’s getting harder to stand without swaying or leaning… no, just take a deep breath, you’ll be alright.
… eesh, but your binder feels so tight. And so do your jeans, and your belt. Why does your stomach feel cold, and why did a sweet old couple wish you the best? You’re sweating now, and your back is KILLING you… your coworkers are starting to ask if you’re alright, if you need a break. Y-
… WHAT??? Your shirt popped up out of being tucked into your pants. What is HAPPENING to you?? Your stomach is HUGE, gurgling and getting bigger every second! And your jeans are creaking, and-… fuck, there goes your belt?! Your shirt is straining over your swelling chest, and you can hardly breathe. Are you…
No, you can’t be, you tell yourself as you wheeze and huff your waddling way to the bathroom. You’re just having an allergic reaction, you whimper quietly as your jeans begin to rip at the seams. Just a bit of swelling, you gasp as your binder bursts. No, definitely not pregnant, you can’t be! But… but why are your jeans wet now…?
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Wonderful work, imagining this has me red in the face!
Uhg, I imagine it both from the perspective of the person it's happening to AND from the perspective of a coworker.
Imagine one of your coworkers at your retail job is just slightly more pregnant every time you see them all day, and then at some point you see them checking people out and biting back moans, looking overdue, and realizing they're actively in labor.
I imagine both a world where they say "so sorry-hold on-", push their baby a bit, breathe, and then go right back to helping the customer, and I imagine a world where they're on the floor, unable to get up, unable to really do anything except push.
Imagine the customers reactions too, "How far along are you?" "oh, I'm about-..hnnnnn...crowning pretty hard right now actually-..."
And then, if it was me? Oh, the embarrassment would just about kill me. I think I'd wind up being the first type though, in a fantasy context at least, where someone would just casually push between customer interactions or even during the interaction if they have to, just being extremely quiet about it.