You're Beautiful To Me

I slowly open my eyes in the darkened room, the fluttering in my stomach being the thing to wake me. I sigh as I rest my hands over my stomach and rub soothing circles but it does nothing to ease the uncomfortable sensation I feel inside and the more I start to wake, the more aches and pains I start to feel all over my body. I roll my head to look at my husband in the limited lighting of the room, seeing his long hair splayed around his face on the pillow as he snores softly, asleep and blissfully unaware of my inner turmoil. I drag myself out of bed and stumble from the room, making my way down the hallway in the dark, my hand skimming along the wall keeping me on my path until I reach the bathroom and go in, turning the light on as I close the door. Everything about me hurts right now so I decide to take a hot bath in the hopes that it will relieve atleast my physical pain, knowing my emotional pain will be harder to relieve. I start the water before stripping off my pyjamas and walking over to the full length mirror, taking in my appearance and cringing. I start with my face. My skin is looking a little oily and my eyes are rimmed in dark bags, telling the world I haven't slept for more than two hours at a time in the last two weeks. My lips are looking dry and chapped and my hair looks limp and dull. I reach up and run a hand through it as I sigh, my puffy fat cheeks looks worse with the action of breathing in and out. I lower my gaze to my chest which is much wider than I would like it to be, my upper arms getting so big I feel like an old woman with flabby underarms. I shift my gaze down again across where my ribs used to be but I can't see them anymore and that frightens me because if I can't see them anymore that means the thoughts bouncing around in my brain all day are right. I've gotten fat again. I let my eyes follow my hands in the mirror as they prick with tears, tracing over my extremely swollen stomach. As I rub my hands more the fluttering slows down and I turn sideways, gasping in horror at how far my stomach protrudes from my
body and how fat my thighs look and how swollen my non visible feet are and I'm right back to being that fat disgusting tub of lard I was in high school. I close my eyes and let a few tears roll down my cheeks until I'm startled by a pair of warm, slightly calloused hands touching my hip and stomach. "Don't cry baby" he croons softly into my ear as he steps closer to me and I open my eyes to sob "I'm fat again Frankie." "No no baby you're not fat, you look fucking incredible. You're so beautiful baby, you look amazing with your baby bump." "Fat, you can't even see my ribs or hips anymore" I choke out and Franks hands come up to cup my cheeks. "Baby you look amazing, I love you looking like this. You're not fat baby, no one would ever think that." "But I weigh 130 pounds Frankie, I've gained almost another 30 pounds, my thighs almost touch now, I feel so disgusting all the time." "Baby you're not disgusting, you're beautiful. I love the way you look right now." "Really?" I ask hesitantly and Frank smiles at me before leaning in and pressing a kiss to my lips. "Really. I love you so much baby." When the kiss breaks I smile wide at him and he reaches up to touch the skin under my eyes gently. "Oh baby" he sighs out and I close my eyes as I say "She won't let me sleep." Franks gentle hands leave me for a moment while he steps over and turns off the running water before coming back and kneeling infront of me, resting his hands either side of my bump. He starts pressing soft kisses to the skin before his lips start moving but I can't make out the words pouring from them but whatever he said worked because the little girl in my stomachs movements slow until they stop and I sigh in relief. Frank smiles up at me before standing up and taking my hand, helping me into the bath and once I'm in the water he kneels beside the big tub and grabs a clean wash cloth, gently washing my back for me. "Mmm" I groan out as I lean forward slightly and close my eyes, enjoying the feeling of the hot water running down my back. A few seconds later the water stops but Franks guitar calloused fingers start digging into my
shoulders and I slump forward a little more, a strangled moan sounding from me as his fingers work magic on my constantly aching back. He slides lower as he goes, working all my sore spots before working his way back up and by the time he's done I feel so good my dick is half hard. "Mmm Frankie" I sigh out as I slump back against the end of the tub and Frank smirks at me when he sees my dick. "How about you hop out now baby and I'll help you out." I nod frantically and try to push myself up but Frank has to wrap his arm around me and help me up. Once I'm out of the bath and dried off with the help of Frank he takes my hand and leads me back to the bedroom, laying me naked on the bed and turning the heat up when I start to shiver. My dick is still semi hard so when he climbs back onto the bed he kneels between my legs and starts nosing at it, inhaling my scent before sinking his mouth over the head and sucking gently, his tongue teasing at my
slit and I groan as I feel the blood rush down and fill my dick up until it's achingly hard. "Oh Frankie" I groan out as he starts to slide lower and lower until his nose is pressed into the hair above my dick before slowly working his way back up. He gets right into it and starts a face messy sloppy pace and a few minutes later I buck my hips slightly and cum down his throat. "Oh shit Frankie" I groan out as he slowly releases me from his mouth. Frank slowly climbs back up to lay beside me, pulling the blanket over us as his hand gently comes to rub soothing circles over my bump again as he nuzzles his face in my neck and presses soft kisses to the skin as he whispers "So beautiful baby, so perfect, can't believe how lucky I am that you're mine." "Why does she always behave for you and not me?" I whine as our baby seems to be asleep now that Franks here. "She's a total daddies girl already I guess" he jokes around and I poke my tongue out at him before shifting over and snuggling into his side, burying my face in his neck as he holds me close and gently rubs his hand up and down my side and back until I fall asleep again, feeling beautiful again.

Notes

So....is anyone interested in an mpreg/kidfic or should I leave this as a oneshot?