>Sunset didn’t want to get up, but she knew she’d have to eventually 
>she cracked an eye open to the sight of her digital clock
>10:02 am
>with a groan, she reached up and scratched one of her bare breasts
>said breast decided to take that as the perfect excuse to start leaking on her palm 
>she looked down at the offending fluid, she also noted the source of all this 
>her belly was now something comparable to an orange beach ball
>grumbling still, she rolled her legs to the side and brought herself up to a sitting position
>”Ok. One, two-HNGH!”
>With a mighty heave, she hoisted herself to her feet
>her belly and boobs jiggling a bit before settling
>still, the movement was just enough to cause her other breast to join the other in the leakage
>knowing already that any attempt to staunch to flow would be useless, she rummaged through her closet and procured an extra-large undershirt 
>To say it was the last thing that still fit her would be a tad generous
>it was the only thing left in the house that still covered 2/3rds of her breasts
>covering her belly having become a lost cause a long time ago
>she slipped on the large garment 
>two dark splotches immediately forming on the cloth around her chest
>Sunset looked down and sighed
>it was gonna be a long day
>But first, something else needed to be taken care of 
>breakfast 
>slowly waddling into the kitchen, she reached for the coffee maker but stopped
>”Right, bad for the babies” she mumbled
>so she turned and sat at the table for a moment
>staring blankly at the wood like if she did so for long enough food would just manifest on the table
>with such a dream impossible, Sunset once again hoisted herself back up
>when she opened the fridge, she was greeted to the sight of a jug of milk and an empty pizza box on the main shelf
>over the course of the past few weeks, her babies had caused her to eat herself almost entirely out of her own home 
>”Cereal it is”

>grabbing a box of cornflakes, she poured them into a bowl and sloshed some milk in
>sitting back down, she silently munched away at the crunchy meal
>after a minute or so, she finished the bowl
>only there was one problem
>she was still hungry
>and so she poured another bowl and scarfed it down
>after she was hungry still! 
>she went to pour another bowl-
>-only to find the box was now empty 
>she wanted a sandwich, but the fridge was picked clean
>desperate, she rummaged through the cabinets
>but all she could find was a jar of peanut butter
>so there she was
>Half asleep, barefoot, pregnant, sitting in a damp shirt that barely fit her, eating peanut butter out of the jar with a spoon
>Life, wasn’t great
>then, someone on the top of her dog-pile of a womb gave a thump
>she jumped with a start before placing her hand where the bump originated
>”You’re up early. I’m used to you guys sleeping in”
>she rubbed the top of her belly for a moment in silence 
>”Listen, I know things are rough right now…I know Mommy’s been kinda cranky lately. These last few months haven’t really gone the way I planned.”
>”Just…know this. Not matter what happens, not matter how bad things get, even if I yell a bit…I’ll always love you.”
>for a moment, stillness
>then, her early riser gave a strong kick
>She stroked her belly with a smile
>”Thanks for listening” she whispered

>With breakfast more or less done, Sunest hoisted herself to her feet and plodded over to the living room
>it was time to move on to the next item of the day 
>Nothing 
>with the expected finesse of someone with an exercise ball filled to the brim with lead pudding strapped to their middle, Sunset flopped over the armrest and onto the couch 
>Her oversized belly bobbed a bit before settling 
>Unfortunately, the move jolted awake anyone within still sleeping 
>who in turn asserted what little movement their limbs had in her confined womb to punch and kick
>”Aw come on” she groaned as she rubbed the side of her belly in a failed attempt to calm her unborn
>”It’s too early for that!”
>Her six payed her no mind as they continued their in-utero mosh pit
>the golden dome quivering before her 
>she groaned 
>she focused her attention to the TV remote on the coffee table in front of her
>Grabbing the device she flipped on the TV and started browsing through Netflix 
>But as she did, she began to note the great weight of her abdomen bearing down her
>she tried her best to ignore it, but her back was taking the full brunt of the burden despite the cushioning of the couch
>”Couldn’t be easy, could it?”
>She rolled over to the outside of the couch
>But unfortunately, the furniture was too small to support both her and her midsection, which in turn surged over the edge of the couch and nearly pulled Sunset down with it
>Fortunately, she was able to catch herself with her hands on the coffee table and the couch
>After a few minutes of unladylike grunting and straining, she finally hoisted herself up between the furniture pieces and stagger back onto the couch-
>-and once again, sandwiched herself under her belly
>back to square one

>she scooted towards one end of the couch 
>her legs dangling over the arm rest
>sure, the weight was off her back, but all it really did was shift the weight into her shoulders
>and made her belly bulge jut out to its extended glory
>she leered at towering swell for a moment before shuffling into another position
>she brought herself to a plain sitting position before propping her back against the arm rest
>She couldn’t bring her legs up close, but it was about as good a compromise as she was going to get
>”This’ll work” she said dismissively scratched her belly button and went back to Netflix
>She didn’t know how much time had passed, a few hours, maybe more
>her babies had finally slowed to their normal routine with only the occasional nudge every now and then 
>But she was snapped back to reality by an audible gurgle from her belly
>which in turn sent babies back into a frenzy
>”Aw come on! It’s barely even lunch time!”
>But it was already silently decided
>her belly was going to continue to stir and tremble until she fed them
>”So…pizza?”
>she heaved herself off the couch and back onto her feet
>waddling into the kitchen she grabbed the phone
>”Hello? I’d like to place an order….I need a large thick crust with uhhh, sausage, red peppers, annnnd cheese, lots of cheese. Oh! And spinach! And bacon, lots of bacon! Maybe chicken on it too! And jalapenos!”

>Despite the weird combination, the person on the other end of the line didn’t question it, much to her relief
>However, the pizza delivery guy wasn’t ready for what was on the other side of the door when he rang the bell. 
>Initially, he was looking at the ticket as the door opened
>”Hi, I’ve got a large, thick crust sausage and red peppers with cheese and-Ahh!”
>his brain switched off as he got an eyeful he wasn’t expecting 
>a barefoot, overly pregnant girl, in a damp shirt two sizes too small.
>Shimmer was trying to hide her embarrassment as she gave a nod
>”Uhh, total’s, uh, $15.49, please.”
>She pulled out her purse and tried to fish out a twenty
>The delivery boy was doing his best not to let his eyes hold on her prominent leaky chest
>And he was failing, miserably
>finally, she dug out a $20 and handed off to him without looking up
>He handed her the box and began to get her change
>As she waited, she took in the aroma of cooked pizza dough and seasonings wafting in her hands
>the babies, sensing the impending food, doubled their antics, kicking and thrashing 
>enough so that even Sunset was taken by surprise, having to brace a hand on her belly as it visibly quaked
>”Here you gooooo-“ he said as he noted her now trembling belly
>She hastily took the change with a quiet “thank you”
>”Have a good night!” he said sheepishly as he turned to walk away, trying to process what he had just witnessed
>Once she had the door shut, she breathed a sigh of relief
>But the pause was short lived as she felt a partially sharp kick to the ribs
>”Right! Right! I know! Food!”
>She waddled over to the table and set the box down
>Taking a peek inside, her mouth instantly watered 
>The amalgamation pizza, while maybe disgusting to anyone else, looked like divine gift in Sunset’s eyes.
>Still she wanted to pace herself
>”I’ll just eat two or three pieces and save the rest for dinner!”

>One whole pizza box later
>Sunset leaned back in her chair, patting a now tauter belly 
>”And once again, you turn my own body against me” she said addressing the orange orb
>Without warning, she let out a guttural belch, prompting her to stop in shock for a moment
>”Not that I can complain too much this time”

>With her binge done, Sunset found herself back on the couch
>for a few hours, she just sat and watched TV
>Until a familiar dampness drew her attention down to her chest
>Her breasts had decided it was time again to start leaking as indicated by the return of the large dark splotches on her shirt
>She was able to ignore the first leak, but this one didn’t seem to be letting up
>she also saw a few pizza crumbs stuck on her shirt 
>”Fine, time for a shower.”
>She slowly dragged herself to her feet, shuffling towards the bedroom
>About half way there, she felt a stomach cramp
>”Damn pizza” she mumbled, rubbing the side of her belly
>Once in the bedroom, she stripped down and entered the bathroom
>After she locked the door, the turned to spot herself in the mirror
>Her body had changed so much over the months
>her breasts had become heavy orbs 
>engorged and ready to feed her babies
>the once light areola flesh now dark, glistening from the leaking milk
>her belly now a great orange orb of life 
>the skin taut, but unstrained, remained unscarred despite her extreme growth 
>her once humble innie was now a glorious outtie for all the world to see 
>she rested a hand on its side and slowly rubbed circles across it
>her children seemingly having settled for the evening after receiving their copious helping of pizza
>She silently admired her form in the mirror for a moment
>”I’ve gotten big…”

>her contemplation was cut off by another stomach cramp
>with her self-inspection done, Sunset Shimmer hopped into the shower and flipped on the water
>she let out a moan as the warm water hit her tiered and sore muscles
>her skin glistening slightly in the light
>taking the soap, she began to work on the area that demanded attention first, her breasts 
>the slippery orbs jiggling as she fondled and rubbed them 
>she winced a little at their sensitivity, heightened by the water making them slick 
>in a moment of morbid curiosity, she gave one a squeeze-
>and almost screamed as a few small jets of milk shot out
>despite the soreness, the sudden expression left a bit…aroused 
>”One thing at a time” she muttered to herself
>grabbing the soap once again, she got to work on the real chore, her belly
>she made slow circles across its great expanse
>truth be told, she hadn’t planned for all this to happen 
>she thought she had her world under control and life just pulled the rug out from under
>if she had known what she did know, would she go back and change it?
>…well-
>”Hng!”
>her trained of through screeched to a halt as a sharp pain tore her
>almost tumbling over, she had to brace herself against the shower wall as she clutched her belly
>Her middle tightening under her fingers
>That’s when it hit her
>It wasn’t stomach cramps from the pizza she was feeling
>It was contractions
>She was in labor!

>”Oh crap! Oh crap! Oh crap!” she chanted 
>fumbling with the water taps, she shut the water off
>she was now on a timer
>carefully stepping out of the shower, she hurried into the bedroom to grab a shirt
>”Gotta call an ambulance! Gotta-“
>She was cut off as another contraction ripped through her
>Dropping the shirt, she leaned against the wall, gasping for air
>But the air hitched in her throat as she felt something
>Deep within her, something gave
>A warm fluid flowing down her legs
>she looked down
>Her water broke
>She wasn’t gonna make it
>and she knew it
>”Right…fine”

>she spread her legs and waited, panting
>finally, another contraction came and she pushed
>she could feel the contents of her womb shift as more of her forewater began to release 
>a pressure building in her cervix 
>she grunted as she pushed again
>she could feel a head beginning it’s descent into her birth canal
>”Come on, baby! Hng!”
>The pressure was reaching its climax
>”It’s time to- gah! Meet you!”
>she felt like she was being split
>she screamed through gritted teeth as her body gave a might heave and she bore down as hard as she could
>She suddenly gasped as the pressure released as something shot between her legs
>She stopped, breath shallow
>with shaking hands, she reached down
>it was a head
>her baby
>her fingers traced over every detail
>it’s hair, its ears, it’s nose
>tears were welling up in her eyes
>only one hurdle remained
>squatting slightly, she gave one light push
>prompting her child to slide free into her arms 
>carefully, she raised up the wailing thing to her chest
>a girl
>Sunset slowly slid down to her rump as she inspected her daughter 
>a million thoughts raced through her mind
>But she only needed one
>”Hello”

>Brining her in close, her daughter almost immediately latched onto a nipple to nurse
>Sunset just sat there, rocking her newborn back and forth
>She may have been tired, but she didn’t care
>As was well as far as she was concerned
>But the moment of bliss was suddenly cut short as another 
>she looked down
>behind her daughter, a belly still packed with her siblings remained
>”Right, five more…”
>After a minute, she carefully detached her daughter from her breast and carefully wrapped her in the spare shirt she had grabbed earlier
>Fortunately her firstborn seemed sated as she merely yawned rather than cry at being torn from her nipple
>Setting her just off to the side, Sunset braced her back against the wall and started to bare down from a squatting position
>It was gonna be a long day
>Many hours later 
>It was well into the night 
>amidst that dark, a girl was laboring in her bedroom
>her body glistening with sweat in what little light that shown in through the window
>around her, five infants were bundled up 
>some whining, others sleeping
>her once massive belly now a humble bump
>her chore was nearing its end
>lifting her rear off the floor, she whined as she pushed 
>in what was now a practiced process, a bulge quickly began to form between her legs as her final child enter the world and dropped into her hands in a final gush of fluid 
>falling back against the wall, Sunset cradled her second and final son as he cried 
>she had did it
>but it wasn’t completely over
>she still needed to call 
>but at the moment she needed rest
>she took a moment to examine her children
>the question from earlier echoing in her mind
>if she knew what she knew now, after what she had gone through, would she have gone back and change anything? 
>she looked down at her children, and then to her new son
>she lightly stroked his head
>No
>She wouldn’t have changed a thing.