I hate it too. I made my feelings very well known early on though via a funny story.
A lady at my work who I barely knew one day came up to me and started rubbing my belly, quite seductively I thought, while I was on the phone. I was furious so i put the call on hold, and before she could say anything I said "My boobs have gotten bigger too, would you like to grope them too?"
Needless to say she never spoke to me again
I then retold the story quite proudly ta MIL's house and my BIL and SIL took the hint and stopped trying to grope me every time I saw them.
Second pregnancy I also made myself a t-shirt with an iron on transfer that said "NO you can not touch my belly!"
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