A bright smile was on the young woman’s lips as everyone claps at the checker onesie wearing clown. She is too heavy with milk filled tits, alabaster skin with swollen, dark pink nipples that have gotten enormous. Her hips aha e widened nicely but for the size of her belly her hips almost had to widen to help accommodate her weight gain - which was no joke even to a clown. She smiles as she leaves the ring. It was exciting and she couldn’t give it up, the high of a good show was almost too much to pass up, even in her state - overdue. Lola waddles off of the stage as the tigers purr near by, ready for their act. She makes it up her trailer’s steps, panting softly as she opens her trailer door. She takes off her purple wig and her blonde hair tumbles from the netting. She looks in the mirror at her colorful and exaggerated make up and to her dissatisfaction, her nose bounces under her sofa. She tosses her wig and moans, holding her belly as she slowly takes to her knees and then to all fours, belly grazing the flooring as she desperately reaches for her red nose beneath the couch. Damn it! The pregnant clown huffed under her breath as she pulls out multicolor handkerchiefs, a rubber chicken, but not her damn nose! Upon finding it she moves out into the inner ring of the circus with a smile on her face. Now who wants to play with this pregnant clown while she begins her labor and gives birth?! she says loudly over the microphone as she looks over volunteers, finding your face and your hand up and smiles. You!

Lola has bitten off more than she can chew - it's been all fun and games but her labor and birth will be a long and painful journey, though she's too naive to realize it. She'll begin to notice as her contractions begin, her belly already low.