09-07-2013, 12:40 AM
David was in the kitchen finishing up his daughter’s favorite meal, as she was expected to arrive any minute. Icarus, or Iggy for short, was on a holiday break from her student midwife position at the city university, and decided to spend some time with her father, before her sisters arrived. The thing was, David was two weeks overdue with twin girls, and Iggy hadn’t seen him in three months. Since then, he had gained just under eighty pounds over belly, making his overall weight gain close to one-hundred fifty pounds. He was just about at the end of his wits with this pregnancy. None of his clothes fit, except for a 4XL t-shirt and a pair of paternity leggings pulled up over his gigantic belly. David sat on his oversized exercise ball in the kitchen waiting for his sauce to finish or the doorbell to ring. He was pleasantly surprised when the doorbell rang just after the food was ready. David waddled rather slowly over to the door, his belly swaying from side to side with each step he took. “I’ll be right there, just a minute.” he said to whoever was behind the door.