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I get up in the morning and I think I spent the night with a man but I can't be sure. The next morning, I feel ill and my feet are swollen. My appetite increases and I am snacking a lot. I look at my growing body in the mirror, blaming the swollen belly on bloat from eating. I couldn't possibly be pregnant! I take a test and to my surprise, it comes out positive. I immediately call my doctor and waddle out the door. I come back from an appointment some time later, belly now visibly larger. I'm angry at the doctors reaction, at my changing body, at the things growing inside me. It was revealed to me that there are several non-human creatures growing inside of me. I snack again. I waken to find the place a mess and attempt to tidy up, but I am too large and exhausted and hungry. I sit and try to bargain with the creatures inside me, but they won't let up. I waddle back into the kitchen for another snack. Time goes by and I vlog from my bed, I talk about how I am too big to move anymore and am pinned in bed by my own stomach. The cravings and hunger have taken over my body, I brought snacks into the bed but have since eaten them all and none are left. I show my bigger belly and talk about my immobility. A wave of contractions hit and I am hungry again. I struggle to get myself back up out of bed and waddle into the kitchen. I find that I have eaten all the food in the house. The contractions are getting more intense and I waddle back to the bedroom. The next day, I talk about my mixed feelings about my condition. I try to masturbate but am too big to reach over my belly. My contractions become more intense and my water breaks. I go into labour (face view) and push for a while before becoming exhausted. In the morning, I have no idea if I am pregnant or fat.