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including a story she wrote <3
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Megan set the steaming pot of coffee on a large silver tray and arranged the snacks and sandwiches around it. While she worked, she hummed happily to herself, a deplorable habit she'd never been able to break herself of. Her friend Chelsea was due to arrive any moment now and, for once, Megan had managed to arrange things perfectly. She carried the laden tray into her living room and set it beside a tasteful arrangement of fall flowers just as a knock sounded on the door. Grinning ear to ear, she sashayed over and threw the door open. "You're just in time, come in, come in. The coffee's hot and it has been so long since I saw you."
Chelsea giggled and stuck out a playful tongue. "You always say that. It's been a week, silly bunny."
"Well, it feels longer. And I have to say something, don't I?" Megan grabbed the girl's hand and led her into the living room. Ever since they had found out they were pregnant, they had arranged to meet once a week for coffee and a chat. It was a simple ritual but a valuable one that let hem steal a little time away from the world and the responsibilities of work and family. Teasing, Megan patted Chelsea's belly. "You're getting so big now. I'm betting there's twins in there, at least."
Chelsea prodded Megan's belly in reply. "Speak for yourself, girl. Is it true that bunnies can have up to six at a time?"
Giggling, Megan poured the coffee and pressed a cup into her friend's hands. "Could be. And their Auntie Chel will get to babysit them all, too."
Drinking their coffee, the girls sat and talked of nothing and everything, as was their wont. The afternoon seemed perfect, but after a while Megan noticed her friend squirming uncomfortably. Concerned, she scooted closer and took hold of Chelsea's hand. "What's wrong, hon?"
Chelsea grimaced and tugged at the top of her trousers. "It's these damn clothes. I don't care what the advertisers say, they just don't feel comfortable around the belly. They were probably designed by males, who have no clue."
"So take them off," Megan said. "Nobody will see."
Chelsea blushed. "You don't mind?"
"Why should I? My house is your house, as the saying goes, and we've seen each other naked before, remember?"
With a glance toward the door, Chelsea stood and wriggled out of her clothes. Her tremendous sigh of relief when she untabbed her trousers made Megan giggle, and the brown doe quickly shucked her own clothes as a sign of support. With a playful shimmy, she kicked her trousers across the room and gave a clumsy sort of pirouette. "There. Nothing but bunny, as nature intended."
She squeaked softly when she felt Chelsea's arms slide around her from behind, and the girl's hands cupped her gravid belly. Chelsea nuzzled her cheek. "I like you much better this way."
Megan snuggled back into her friend's embrace. "What happened to the shy pup from a few minutes ago?"
Chelsea laughed and kissed the side of her muzzle. "If you're not gonna be shy about it, why should I? Besides, we've done much more than see each other naked."
Keeping her arms around Megan's middle, the girl led her back to the sofa. Megan shifted around so they could face each other, as best as their bellies would allow, and she gave her friend a kiss on the cheek. "There's the Chel I remember."
They kissed again, properly this time. The feel of Chelsea's tongue sliding across her own sent little tingles down Megan's spine, and a soft sigh escaped her when the girl's warm hand found her breast. Needing no further encouragement, Megan went down on her knees and let her hand slide slowly over the taut expanse of Chelsea's belly and down between her legs to find the silken treasure there. She heard the pup gasp when she pushed her fingers into those slick folds and they kissed again, lost in the pleasure of each other.