[Fpreg] - Judy Alvarez

SHES FINALLY DONE. This was a whole bitch and a half to color properly but I can't deny, this is definitely my new favorite of all my works. Also another cool thing is that my good friend is a writer (I'm friends with several of those actually, it seems) and he took a liking to the work I did here and decided to write a small story to go along with it!

I looove how well he represents the characters and the pure synergy that he creates for them in whatever world he's writing at the time. So, I'd like to say a big thank you for allowing me to showcase some really great literature alongside my work! And here's to hoping that we get to do more together soon!

Link to his work here: https://www.deviantart.com/chrish6

and as always thank you guys for being here, stay tuned for more!

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V was speeding down the highway, approaching the neon splendor of Night City after just finishing a job in the Badlands. The tall, lit-up skyscrapers pierced the darkened sky. V’s hair swayed in the wind as she weaved through traffic on her bike. A bike that used to belong to her good friend Jackie.

V’s thoughts were interrupted by a call on the holo. It was Judy Alvarez. She smiled to herself at the sight of the name. She quickly accepted the call, and Judy’s face appeared in the corner of her view thanks to her optical cybernetic enhancements.

“Heyy, V. Listen, I wanted to talk to you about somethin’,” Judy said.

“Yeah? Somethin’ wrong? What’s going on?” V wondered, some concern in her voice.

V and Judy had been through a lot together. She wanted to make sure that everything was alright, especially now.

Judy smiled, appreciating her concern. “No, no. Everything’s alright. I just wanted to talk to you. In person. I’ve been doing some thinkin’, and I’ve got an idea that you’ll like.”

V laughed. “Is that so? Alright, when and where?”

“Lizzie’s. And as soon as you can. I’m in the basement, just finishing something up. But I’ll probably be talking to Mateo upstairs when you get here.”

“Sounds preem. I’m on my way, Judy,” V said.

V parked her ride outside of Lizzie’s, underneath the neon pink skeleton that represented the Mox logo. She approached the front door and was greeted by a familiar face.

“Ah, there she is. The woman of the hour. Judy told me you were coming,” Rita said, tapping her back shoulder with her pink baseball bat.

She stepped aside and let V enter the bar. Inside, V pushed aside the bead curtain and made her way through the crowd that danced to the music that was practically bouncing off of the walls.

V spotted the bar and saw Judy standing there, her back turned away from her as she chatted to Mateo. She approached Judy, taking a glance at her plump butt that her black leather overalls didn’t attempt to hide. V had complimented that particular feature of hers multiple times since they had started dating.

As she got close, Mateo spotted her, nodded, and said some parting words with Judy before turning his attention to another customer.

“Alright, here I am,” V said.

Judy turned around, and the sight still nearly took V’s breath away. She figured she’d get used to it at this point, but that wasn’t the case.

Her large pregnant belly jutted out nearly two feet, a perfectly round, tight orb that was starting to be a burden for Judy. Her stomach stretched the contours of her overalls to its limit, her popped-out navel sticking out against the fabric.

V took a deep breath and grinned. Judy’s body had undergone such a transformation in the last few months. Her baby-filled belly was the most obvious change. But her thighs and butt had thickened and her hips had widened to ease the strain of the pregnancy, and her swollen breasts were practically spilling out of her tied-up shirt.

“There you are,” Judy replied, one hand running down the exposed top of her stomach.

“You know, I’m not so sure a bar is the best place for a pregnant woman to be, Judy,” V noted with a laugh.

Judy finished her drink and set the glass down on the bar. “It’s non-alcoholic, I promise. Mateo can attest to that.”

“I believe you. So why did you want to meet here?” V wondered.

“Do you remember when we met right here, in this very spot? It felt like a lifetime ago,” Judy said, shaking her head.

“Huh, I thought we met downstairs. When you and Evelyn showed me those braindances.”

“That’s right. But I was standing next to Ev, watching you. And even before we met, just by looking at you, I could tell that there was something special about you.”

“That so? I seem to remember you calling me a walking, talking corpse the first time we met,” V replied with a chuckle.

Judy just shook her head, rubbing her belly with both hands.

V got closer to her. “But I’ve been thinkin’ about that day, too. And I’ve been thinkin’ about how we don’t have much longer with it just being the two of us.”

V ran a hand down the side of Judy’s pregnant middle.

“Mm-hmm,” Judy nodded. “Triplets will be here any day now.”

V smiled as she could feel their babies kicking gently underneath her palm. The state of the world in 2077 may have been a hellscape, but it did allow for miracles like this to happen, too.

“So what was your idea?” V asked.

“My idea was that you and I can go back to my place. Spend some time together, if you know what I mean,” Judy inferred with a grin.

“Got no idea what you could possibly mean by that,” V smiled back. “Go on.”

“And you know that I have experience working on BDs. So maybe while we do that, I can record one, for your eyes only. So you can experience this moment over and over and over again. Before our lives change forever,” Judy said.

“Well, that sounds like a perfect idea to me.”