While being a little bloated during the game wasn't world-ending, Jamie was still embarrassed. She vowed to never allow something like that to happen again.
This would have been wonderful had it not happened the very next week.
Eliza had invited her to the pool party; how could she not? Fall had been unusually warm this year, and it was perfect swimming temperature.
Jamie was excited to see the text. She had missed going to the pool, tending to avoid them due to how much she stuck out. With her friends, though, she felt completely comfortable.
The pair arrived at the pool with towels and gear in hand. As the gates creaked open, people stopped to look. This time, the stares that our berry got fell off of Jamie like water off a duck's back. Their normally piercing gazes had no mettle here. She was here to live it up with her friends, and she would damn well enjoy it.
It was only when her and Eliza had slipped into swimsuits and cannonballed into the pool did a gurgle rasp from her toned tummy. Amidst the splashing commotion, Jamie thought little of the odd sensation. As they swam in laps around the perimeter, her butt slowly bloated outward- yet Jamie paid no attention. Her focus was on keeping her breath and her pace, kicking hard to stay in competition with Liz.
The mass was not negligible, though. As her growth continued, kicking became more laborious for the waterlogged berry. The juice, while weightless underwater, had to be moved. Jamie paused for a moment, resting to catch a breath. It was only then that she felt her stomach grumble, and- petrified- she looked behind her.
Jamie caught the scream in her throat, instead letting out a choked noise of surprise. Eliza stopped and look back at the noise.
"God, again?" Jamie thought defeatedly. She made her way to the steps, slowly sloshing beneath the water. Another gurgle shook Jamie's belly, and she felt her swimtrunks ride up. Blushing, she continued her trek and breached the water. Her ass was much larger than when she had first jumped in. Looking back towards the water, Jamie caught Eliza staring wide-eyed and open-mouthed at her. Looking around, Jamie realized that Liz wasn't the only one.
Around the pool people had stopped for a second to gawk at the strange, blue-hued PAWG. Amidst the silence, there was a bubbling growl, and Jamie's trunks subducted further between her cheeks. With a nervous smile, her other cheeks flushed a royal shade of purple.
"In stride," she thought. When a phone flashed upward to take a photo, she threw her hand into a casual rocker's sign. Even if Jamie were going to expand, she would have the last say on how she looked in photos.