Pacifica hummed softly as she laid on her bed, the 16-year-old clicking the remote on her large 144” flat plasma screen TV, as she sifted through the channels, trying to find something to watch and kill her boredom.

Sighing softly as she put the remote down, Pacifica stretched her arms up into the air above her head, her chest jiggling from the movement, before looking down at her massive pregnant belly laying on top of her legs, feeling both her belly pets she’d unbirthed, shifting around inside her womb, getting cozy in their fleshy maternal home, while causing the taut dome of flesh to visibly distort as her belly gurgled with the sounds of sloshing amniotic fluids.

Rather than letting the Pines Twins return home that last day of summer ended after Weirdmagedon, and not wanting to potentially never see her secret crush Dipper again, Pacifica couldn’t stand the thought of saying goodbye, and had chosen to Unbirth both Dipper and Mable, keeping them safe inside her womb, and has done so ever since as the years passed. They’d tried fighting it at first, but they eventually came to accept their new home, and even began enjoying it.

When she first unbirthed them, her belly was absolutely massive, literally making her look impossibly pregnant with a dozen full term babies. But after about two years, her belly compacted down, tightening its hold on Dipper and Mable, to the size of a slightly overinflated beach ball, its reduced size making it easier for her to move around and less likely to bump into and break stuff.

Her body had gone through some rather extreme changes after unbirthing the Pines twins curled up inside her womb. Her breasts were taut and pressed firmly inside the tube top she wore, with small tears on the side of it, and her hips had grown a fair bit wider than they were before unbirthing Dipper and Mable, her thighs were thicker, while still retaining a slim athletic build overall.

“Now Dipper, Mable, you behave in there. You’re inside my womb for a reason, and won’t be coming out until I say so when I am done with enjoying you as my belly pets...” Pacifica said smacking the side of her belly. “You both need to learn to get along with the upper-class families. So, consider yourselves on ‘Womb Arrest’ until further notice!”

Pacifica loved being pregnant, and not wanting to have any kids of her own just yet, decided unbirthing some children back into the womb, even if it isn’t the womb that grew them, was the best option, and had practiced it regularly since she was old enough to even conceive children, and started out by unbirthing her lackeys and friends, and then moved on to belly pets she’d find, and would carry them until she found them good homes. She even did the same with animals she felt needed love, and comfort, and wanted to keep hidden from her parents when she still lived with them, but now was living completely independent on her own, thanks to her careers as a Vorarephilia Maternity Model.

Doing this fulfilled her desire to be pregnant, and was a rather effective method of keeping both Dipper and Mable Pines safe from the harms of the outside world. She certainly wasn’t gonna complain about the boosted perks these pseudo pregnancies gave by boosting the curves of her body, keeping her sex life very active and interesting with many of the boys who found her attractive with her MILF-like body, and she was quite happy and content with the life she now lead with the Pines twins safely contained inside her womb.