Adrian’s Shower Struggles

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Adrian sighed as he stepped into the small dorm shower, his large belly barely squeezing past the narrow doorframe. The warm water cascaded over his aching body, sending a soothing relief through his sore muscles. His eight-months-pregnant belly, stretched taut with four growing babies, jutted out in front of him, making every movement in the cramped space more difficult. His heavy H-cup breasts, swollen with milk, ached from the pressure, and he could feel the weight pulling on his shoulders.

He reached for the bottle of body wash, but his belly blocked his view of the tiny shelf where he had left it. With a frustrated grunt, he leaned to the side, carefully maneuvering his body so he wouldn’t slip. The movement caused his belly to press against the cold shower wall, making him shiver.

"Ugh, why is everything so hard now?" he muttered to himself.

Finally, his fingers wrapped around the bottle, and he squeezed a generous amount of body wash into his palm. He started with his arms and shoulders, working the lather into his skin before moving down to his chest. As soon as his hands reached his breasts, a sigh escaped his lips. They were so sensitive now, the warm water and the gentle pressure of his hands sending tingles through his body. His fingers glided over the heavy mounds, carefully massaging the soapy lather over his soft skin. The weight of them in his hands was almost overwhelming, and he could feel a familiar tingling sensation deep inside—his milk was letting down.

"Hah… not now," he groaned as thin streams of milk started to leak from his nipples, mixing with the soap and warm water.

He gently kneaded his breasts, hoping to relieve some of the pressure. With slow, circular motions, he massaged the underside, feeling the fullness shift with each squeeze. A few more trickles of milk dripped down his belly, the sensation making his skin tingle.

Once he finished rinsing his chest, Adrian turned his attention to his enormous belly. He squeezed more body wash into his palm and spread it across the massive curve. His fingers traced over the stretched skin, feeling the firmness beneath as his babies squirmed inside.

"You're really active today, huh?" he murmured, rubbing slow circles over the sides of his belly.

One of the babies kicked in response, making his stomach ripple slightly. He chuckled softly, pressing his palm against the spot where he felt the movement. It was a strange but comforting feeling—knowing that soon, these little ones would be born.

He carefully washed the underside of his belly, where he couldn't see but could feel the soapiness with his fingers. The weight made it difficult to reach some areas, so he leaned back slightly, supporting his belly with one hand while washing with the other. The water helped rinse away the lather, but he had to be extra careful—bending too much made him feel off-balance.

With a final sweep over his belly, Adrian let the water run over him, rinsing away the last of the soap. He stood there for a moment, enjoying the warmth, his hands still resting protectively over his belly.

But as he reached to turn off the water, a powerful kick made him jolt. "Ah—!" His belly shifted visibly, and for a second, he had to brace himself against the shower wall.

"Alright, alright, I get it. Time to get out," he muttered, shaking his head with a tired smile.

Carefully stepping out, Adrian grabbed his towel—only to realize, once again, that it wasn’t big enough to cover his entire belly. He sighed.

"Guess I'm walking out like this."