Kerstin and Fatty Rat
by tannim
December 30, 2009

	Kerstin clutched under hen knees and rocked quietly near the end of her mother's queen size bed.  She stared at the plastic on the edge with dull eyes.  She'd been silent for nearly an hour already since she'd seen it.  She didn't know what to do.

	She was pregnant.

	The male who had caused the condition lay on the bed quietly, letting her have some private time to her thoughts.  He wasn't sure what to do himself.  The chubby rat hadn't wanted to get her pregnant.  He wasn't even sure why she had agreed to go out with him or brought him back for sex that night.  She was too pretty for him and he had even admitted it to her.

	Kerstin had just laughed as she stripped, wearing the same green and black thigh high socks as she rocked so miserably in.  She didn't ask for a condom, and he said he'd pull out before he came when they started.  He hadn't.

	He'd stayed in panting and hot and horny and happy.  Watching her face as she came closer and closer and he came... her dark expression... her angry expression then happy again when she came.  They'd hugged and she said it was fine.

	Kerstin jumped at the hand on her shoulder.  She batted it away but he put it back on to get her attention.  She glared at him.

	"Leave me alone, you fat bastard!  Haven't you done enough?!" Her eyes softened into a sad look as she saw his expression.  "Could you just... go, please?  We should never have been together.  You were right, you weren't right for me.  Now you just... just go."

	"But you said my weight didn't matter..." Her fat lover squeezed her shoulder reassuringly. "and... I'm sorry I couldn't pull out in time."

	He didn't make any more excuses about it.  The fat rat got up slowly and put his clothes on.  He knew she was watching him.  Knew she was still angry while the pregnancy test in front of her showed a positive pink.

	The depression kept her from enjoying watching his chubby butt jiggle and flex when he bent.  Even the flashes of his pretty scrotum and sheath didn't interest her now.  Kerstin couldn't remember why she had gone out with him.  She just... had.  He was laughing a lot.  He'd seemed happy, she supposed, different than the jerks hitting on her at the time.

	Not that he turned out to be any different than they would have.  She kicked her feet out and knocked the pregnancy test to the floor. The rattle made her fat partner stiffen and glance back.  She wasn't looking in his direction anymore.

	Fully dressed he rubbed her shoulder one last time. "If you need anything, you can call me."

	After he left she was in no mood for her sister to storm in.  Storm in in a good mood.  Sigrun was naked, a state frequently found in their home, and holding a bag of cookies.  The older rat plopped down onto their mother's bed and leaned against her sister, nibbling on a fairly small cookie.

	"Heya, Kerst, Mom got us some Cookies.  They aren't chocolate chip, but they'll do."  It took her a moment to notice the funk her sister was in. "What's up with you?"

	When Sigrun's eyes followed her sister's she found the pregnancy test on the floor.  The older sister darted to it, her breasts bouncing in her haste, and grabbed it.  A few minutes later she had stopped laughing enough to stand up and ran out of the room shouting.

	"Mom! Hey, Mom! You won't believe this! Kerstin herself got knocked up!" She laughed as she shouted and waving the positive pregnancy test.

	"Oh my god, really?  Where's the camera!" Helena's voice came from somewhere outside the room.

	Kestin let her head hang between her legs.  She knew they were happy about it, but she wasn't.  She didn't want to be pregnant.  Especially not with some random fling she gave a pity lay.  She flopped back on the bed as the camera flash went off.

	Every day after, her mother took a picture of her.  Kerstin had to pose for it, or her mother and sister wouldn't leave her alone.  That first picture set the theme for the daily photo.  Her legs had spread, her belly had been clearly visible, her pussy lips were slightly parted.  The whole position gave a clear shot of her body and every aspect that would grow with her pregnancy.

	They were supportive after they'd stopped finding it so amusing.  Even her father when he visited comforted her.   She did talk to the fat rat again, but never had much to say.  He came by now and then to offer to help but she never let him stay too long.  Her mother liked him, but it wasn't her decision.  Kerstin rubbed her growing belly and looked to the future.