Back in downtown Cutter Creek, Diana decided to pull the car over into a parking spot to give herself a clear view of all of the activity going on at the busy thoroughfare. As she made her way towards her chosen spot, she observed three women in various stages of pregnancy gossiping in front of a Wedding Cake Bakery. However, again like the others, these soon-to-be mothers were wearing inappropriate clothing, but these outfits seemed even smaller and tighter! It was as if the main goal was to draw as much attention to the size of their swollen bellies, not to mention how it also emphasized their milk-filled breasts, which were so huge Diana feared the thin fabric of their skimpy outfits might give way at any moment.
Bringing her car to a complete stop, Diana had to stop herself driving onto the curb when she was again caught off guard. This time it was from the sight of a teenaged girl, not a day older than Cassie, walking down the street with a woman who was clearly her mother. The mother was wearing clothes far more suited for those of her daughter's generation, but based on previous evidence, maybe these were the older woman's own clothes. However, this slight irregularity wasn't what shocked Diana about the pair. No, that honor went to the daughter. The quite clearly teenaged girl was overly made-up, and frankly, slutty, in her little yellow sundress as the other high school-aged girls Diana had seen so far in the strange town, but this one was at least eight months pregnant! The girl was so burdened by child that she was practically waddling in her sky-high heels next to her mother's confident strides in equally towering, pink spiked heels.
It was a bizarre sight. The mother was wearing a pair of skintight 'Daisy Duke' shorts and tight pink halter top that showcased her own larger-than-life pair of breasts, strutting down the sidewalk with her very pregnant daughter, whose own sundress left little to the imagination. The mother had a wide, vapid grin on her face, framed by her luscious shoulder-length curls, as she beamed proudly at her daughter. A group of what had to be her little girl's male classmates walked by as Diana looked on, the mother and daughter exchanging flirtatious looks and winks with the boys, as the group turned to openly gawk at the two shapely tarts.
The troubled Wonder Woman looked around and saw that almost every woman wandering around the various store fronts looked to either be in some stage of pregnancy or, at the very least, looking to become pregnant by how proud they all were of those with child. This all upset Diana, and she felt she needed some fresh air. Taking a deep breath, Diana rolled down her window, just enough to hear what was going on outside the car and was welcomed by a soft breeze entering the inside of her car.
"Well, wouldja look at the happy couple! Don't ya'll look cuter than a couple of tail waggin' puppies!" came an unexpectedly loud, cheerful voice from the side of Diana's car that shook the troubled Amazon from her keen observations of the bustling surrounding businesses.
She looked over immediately and saw that the twangy voice belonged to the buxom mother she had been watching seconds earlier. The woman hurried ahead of her very pregnant daughter, and threw her hands up in the air excitedly. Diana had to strain to see who the supposedly vapid mother was talking to, but found she could see the whole thing through her driver-side mirror. The woman sashayed as fast as she could on her sky-high heels, her breasts bobbling up and down in the flimsy, tight material of her halter top, over to what appeared to be a young couple standing outside of a business called 'Miss Randi's House of Wedded Bliss.' Continuing to be as covert as possible, Diana proceeded to watch the entire scene play out through the small mirror. Additionally, the mother's loud voice carried over easily so she had no trouble listening as well.
Giggling inanely, the mother threw her arms around the short, cute brunette, who appeared to be on the way out just from the bridal shop behind with a tall, broad-shouldered young man, that Diana guessed to be the girl's partner. The young woman was holding onto a huge wedding binder in one of her arms, after all. Once the older woman was finished hugging the petite girl, and showering her with praise, her attention turned to the young man. She proceeded to nearly tackle the boy in another over-enthusiastic hug, his hand clearly groping and squeezing the older woman's ass through the denim material of her brief shorts, as the pregnant daughter slowly jiggled her way along the sidewalk to join the group.
"Now, Vanity Lynn," the mother spoke, turning to face her daughter. She had her hands placed firmly on both of the boy and girl's back, as if to present them for her daughter, and had a sudden serious tone to her voice, "You agree with yer Momma, ya hear? Tell me this ain't the happiest lookin' couple you've ever laid yer pretty eyes on!"
"Whah, they sho'ly are, Momma!" Vanity Lynn giggled, fluffing up her huge, wavy hair, "And Ah jus' heard the good news the other day, Jessie. Clem here's gone done an' knocked ya up, ain't he!?!"
"Thank you, Vanity Lynn, and it's true! Ah do declare, it's all just made me sooooooo happy!" the girl, supposedly named Jessica, exclaimed, holding up her hand to show-off the big, diamond ring on her finger. The mother and daughter then fawned over Jessica, again, and, without warning, the short girl leaned in, and, to Diana's utter shock, gave both women long, drawn-out kisses. She made sure to take her time to rub Vanity Lynn's huge, protruding belly jutting out from her tight sundress.
All the while, the young man, Clem, apparently, stood by with a wide, confident smile on his face, as he watched his fetching young finance swap spit with his bubbly blonde classmate, and her equally vapid mother. Diana watched the young man, decked out in blue jeans and a red letterman's jacket with a tight white T-shirt on underneath, and couldn't fathom how smug he looked, as even other women walked by and checked him out.
The mother finally broke the kiss, and Diana heard more of their strange conversation. The mother brought her hands to Jessica's curvy, but still, flat stomach for the most part, and rubbed it. She then cooed, "Oh, Jessie, yer parents mus' be so proud of ya! The first o' the Howard girls to be all preggers! Ah can still 'member when Vanity Lynn here told me all 'bout her lil' bundle o' joy! Why, me and her Daddy couldn't stop smilin' fo' a week straight! Now, have ya'll set a date for the weddin' yet? Ah see ya'll done jus' come out o' Miss Randi's."
"We're gonna git married in three months. Just enough fer Jess to start showin' her lil' baby bump. It's what my lil' cutie pie wants and it's what my lil' cutie pie's gonna get," Clem announced, and Jessica could only look up at the tall youth and in absolute awe of her big, strong man and giggle in appreciation for explaining it so thoroughly.
"Awwwwwe, that sounds absolutely lovely," the mother giggled again, "Makes me feel all tingly...to be young and in love. It's so sweet!" The woman drawled on at the man's 'romantic' words, apparently nostalgia overtaking her near vacant mind, "Now," the mother said, forcing herself to come back to the present, "ya'll'll hafta keep us in the loop, what with you an' Vanity Lynn goin' back to when ya both were in diapers."
"Momma! Yer embarrassing me!" Vanity Lynn giggled, followed by Jessica, "Please forgive her, Jessie. An' I know ya'll mus' be busier than a one-legged man in a butt-kickin' contest. We won't keep ya'll. But again, Jess, I am jus' so happy for you and Clem!"
"Aww, shucks. Thank ya so much, Vanity Lynn! It's always good to see ya. And Ah must say that yer hair and makeup look sunshine hot today, girl! You too, Mrs. Dixon!"
"Whah thank you!" Vanity Lynn cooed, carefully patting her huge, heavily-styled hair with her perfectly manicured hands, "We've done just come from Tammy Sue's Salon and I must say, she does amazing work!"
"Ah swear, that woman is a pure artist. She never disappoints," The mother, Mrs. Dixon, added, flashing a huge smile.
"Now, Clem, it ain't polite to just stare. Tell Vanity Lynn and Mrs. Dixon how dang sexy they're lookin' today," Jesscia said, with a playful giggle, as she tugged on his 'letterman' jacket.
"Aww, cutie pie, they're like angels sent from heaven itself, but how can say all that when Ah got my own lil' pet goddess to lavish my attention on?" Clem replied, taking a break from openly gawking at a passing girl in a skintight cheerleader outfit to answer his finance prodding. This must have been lost on the three women, since they all burst out in girlish giggles at how charming the boy was.
"Ain't he just the sweetest thing?" Jessica asked. The other two sighed contently at the tall stud in front of them. Jessica then moved closer to Vanity Lynn, and started to softly play with the present girl's wavy hair, "Vanity Lynn, ah'm gonna call ya tonight so we can chit-chat some more. Ah want to know all about how yer doin' with yer own lil' bundle of joy on the way," Jessica cooed, planting a soft kiss on the girl's full, ruby red lips. Without warning, hen her face lit up, like she just had the most brilliant idea, "Well, Ah do declare! This pregnancy thing must have mah mind all frazzled. I don't know how Ah didn't think of this before, but our lil' ones can be friends!"
"Jus' like us!" Vanity Lynn cried out, and the two girls jumped up and down on their tall heels, embracing the whole time. Mrs. Dixon, meanwhile, clapped her own hands frantically, and she wiped away a happy tear that rolled down her cheek.
Diana sat back in her sear, finally, and rolled the window up, almost frantically so. She just couldn't take another second of the vapid, strange conversation. Not only was all this talk of prideful underage pregnancy so wrong in her moral center, but they all sounded so stupid! Still glancing through her wing mirror, Diana watched as Jessica and Clem made their way to a large red pick-up truck, parked a short distance behind her. The disguised former heroine snorted as she then saw the boy 'gallantly' open the door for his petite brunette finance and help her into the vehicle. His supposed chivalry was rather undermined when he blatantly reached under her round backside to cop a feel, while the pregnant girl was still stepping into the truck. She playfully wiggled into his touch, not caring in the slightest that this made her brief little mini skirt to ride up and reveal that...she wasn't wearing any underwear!
Turning her eyes away in reflexive disgust, Diana noticed three similar-aged boys wearing the same 'letterman' jackets that Clem was wearing. They were walking with a larger group of high school-aged girls, some wearing the ultra-tight cheerleading uniforms, and Diana guessed that these were Clem and Jessica's classmates. Seeing the couple in the truck, they all stopped in their tracks and cheered on the recently engaged duo, as Clem obnoxiously honked the horn a few times to acknowledge them. Jessica, meanwhile, rolled down her window and waved at their excited peers, while flashing a wide, winning smile, and then proceeded to blow them all kisses. The tall, broad-shouldered boy then fired up his engine with a loud roar and peeled out into the busy street, narrowly avoiding hitting other cars and even a pedestrian on his way.
Suddenly, her outraged thoughts were interrupted by a tapping knock on the side of her driver side window.