Chicago, Illinois, USA
2001
I gained weight and my tummy became bigger everyday. I still had my perfect curves and they seem to stouten and expand the more weight I put on. Steve'd been so caring and worried that he had a make help to put the house in perfect condition. His name's Ralph Hills and he's part time. He comes twice a week to keep the house in good shape.
It was I,four months of my stay in Chicago and I've really changed greatly. My ginger hair has streaks of blonde in it and Steve said it was really beautiful. And the hair's thicker now and longer. I didn't feel like giving it a little trim at all. I allowed it to grow. My huge pale blue eyes were a little larger now and more sparkling. So, in a pronounced way, my best features apart from my body's my eyes. Even Ralph Hills [a sixty years old, genteel and religious man with thin grey hair and a slim frame] told me that. Ralph was a very nice man. Him and I play a game of chess whenever he comes around and he's done with cleaning. Steve warns me not to stress myself and I took that advice. Steve's the one that cooks mostly and he's a great cook. I didn't like the fact that he's the one cooking. Once I cooked and Steve told me countless of times not to do that again. I understood him. He really cared.
Apart from my blue eyes, my face became a little heavy and my heart shaped face became a bit rounded but much more fuller, wider and thicker with pucked cheeks. My cheeks had color and I now quit to using blushers. It was rosy and cute for me. My lips didn't change though my hourglass figure was now more wider and dilated and was like an expanded and wider hour glass. My bust bigger, my hips broader but my waist still slim. My body was more luscious and foxier. Although my waist was still slim, my stomach was growing bigger and I stopped using girdles for the now. My Bristols were supple and flabby and full but really rounded and big and my complexion turned resplendent.
I and Steve were great friends and we go for dinner everyday in the evening. I felt really okay and happy as the days are running by, my tummy gets bigger. The baby in there is growing to be a big boy or a big girl. I was totally happy. I called mom everyday to hear her voice and to ask her about everything. I asked her how she's coping with my relatives and she said they're okay and nice. I also called Ellen often and I liked to chat with her about how Chicago looks like. Steve counseled me and made me stop drinking. It's not as if I'm a heavy alcoholic drinker, it's just that I drink and I had to comply. It's for the best and during those four months, I turned to a heavy coffee drinker. I was also sodaholic.
Steve later got me a white hummer keep that I could use incase he wasn't around and I maybe had to get something urgent or wanted to go out. I told him he shouldn't bother but he bought it anyways. I used it to go for shopping, for little lunch with myself and my baby and to get some views of Chicago. I was actually enjoying myself and most important of all, I was happy.
This is another chapter I managed to update for y'all. My examination is still forthcoming but I decided to make a sacrifice and make an update. Thank you for reading twisted fantasy. Y'all are the best ❣️
Blossom🖤