Yes Chelsea, Exclusive Epilogue (Patreon)

*Chelsea Lau, Month 3

Family beach day today.

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Surprise surprise, Tori and Noah broke up last month. Apparently she caught him under a stairwell at school having sex with another girl and she’s been miserable ever since. I also confronted her about what she’s been doing with him too and she admitted to being sexually active. I figured if he was doing that with other girls, Tori wasn’t special. She assures me that they were at least careful and he always pulled out, but I was still livid.

Things settled down and she’s been a lot more friendly, so I figured a little bonding time was necessary. I realized we hadn’t been here since Tori was little so I thought it would be a fun little adventure to have as a family both to get out of the house and to help Victoria get over her depression. None of us were really big on swimming, but we did wade out into the water and splash around for a bit, collecting shells and stuff.

Eventually we decided to hit the pier for some lunch, but that didn’t go too well for me. I was good until our food arrived, but everything I ordered was suddenly nauseating and I had to just sit and eat plate after plate of fries while Tori and Orin stuffed themselves stupid with shrimp. I tried to pull Tori off to the side and warn her about how much she has been eating lately and that I know just how fast a teenage metabolism can run out on you, but she just looked like she didn’t care. She nodded and pretended to pay attention, but I don’t think she gives a shit.

Oh well, her funeral.

*Month 5

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Baby is turning out to be much meaner to me than Chelsea was when it comes to food, but I’m still growing into maternity wear pretty quick. Good thing Orin likes em thick because I don’t know if I’m ever gonna be able to work this off again.

Speaking of weight gain, Tori’s getting fat. I’m trying not to brag because:

One, my mom did the exact same thing when I first started getting bigger and I fucking hated it. It not only embarrassed me, it made me too ashamed of my size to go out and exercise.

Two, she’s been stress eating like crazy after Noah left. Poor girl hasn’t stopped crying about it for months. Oh well. I remember what it was like when Pheonix left me.

My mom keeps trying to convince me that Tori’s pregnant, but I don’t think that’s what it is. She’d be showing by now and she hasn’t had any kind of sickness or whatever. She’s also not hiding her stomach at all either, which is also a sign that she’s not really keeping anything from me and Orin. I genuinely think she’s just eating herself into bigger jeans and can’t stop. I love my mom, but she needs to back off and stop trying to get me to awkwardly FORCE my daughter to pee on a stick. Who does that?

*Month 7

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I have gotten the point of being unmistakably pregnant. For a while it was kind of hard to tell because I’ve kind of been fat most of my life and my belly just looked big. Now it’s much firmer and very round and I can feel my baby boy moving around in there all the time. I am also STUPID horny. Which is awesome because Orin has developed a bit of a pregnancy kink. It definitely helps to have my actual partner help me out and not just my mom, so that’s lovely.

I am however….concerned.

Victoria is gaining a lot of weight really fucking fast. Like too fast. Like me when I was pregnant with her fast. Her boobs are gigantic and her hips are like three times the size they used to be and we can tell that she’s practically grinding on stuff when she’s not locked in her room with that “mysterious” buzzing noise coming from behind the door.

I think it’s time for a pregnancy test.

*Month 9

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The good news is that I am full term, the baby is healthy, and I am due any day now.

The bad news is that Victoria is also due in three weeks. We took her to Planned Parenthood after her test popped up positive and it turns out that she got pregnant only a month after I did.

Why? Because my daughter is a moron. Apparently, her secret pull out strategy was actually doing fine until Noah’s birthday arrived and she let him cum inside of her “Just the one time.”

She apparently knew before I did too. She waited until after the test I gave her was positive to say that she had taken an one earlier in the week and was to afraid to tell me because I might not let her graduate and then make her live with my mom.

I was just like “No, Victoria. I’m not going to FORCE you to drop out of school and then pawn you off on my mother while I raise my replacement baby. You’re stupid, but I love you and things are gonna be fine.”

She completely broke down after that and promised up and down to be good but…

I’ve already been on the other end of this. She’s gonna turn out just like I did after all.

This isn’t an accident or bad parenting. At this point it’s just karma.

Oh well. At least our kids will be able to play together.