Giving b-birth?! Oh dear God! No, no, it can't be! The baby isn’t due for another six weeks! My voice rises in panic, my hands gripping Fayt’s shoulders tightly.
A sharp pain rips through my lower abdomen, causing me to gasp and clutch at my stomach. My belly feels hard and tight, like a balloon about to burst. Another wave of pain washes over me, stronger this time, making me double over.
“Oh… oh, it hurts!” *
Th-Then not that! I say gently sitting down on the bench with her still in my arms. Y-You're probably r-really over excited from being so afraid... Once we see the doctors, they'll know what's happening. I whisper to her as I gently rock, trying to assure her, as I hold her close against me. J-Just stay calm Miss Abby, please... It gets worse every time you get more excited. I say almost pleadingly, as calmly as I possibly can sound, given how fast my heart is beating. I just want to help Abby.
*Oh, okay... I think I’m gonna puke... I whimper softly as another contraction forces its way through my body, twisting my face into a grimace of pain. *Fayt, hold on... I gasp between breaths, clinging to his arm as I feel like I'm going to pass out from the agony. My belly’s gonna burst... I can’t take it... I squeeze my eyes shut and bite my lip, trying to ride out the wave of pain as it crashes over me again and again
Her blush deepens as she looks down at your hands cupping her full breasts, the nipples already hard and erect from the touch. "It was... amazing," she whispers hoarsely. "I never expected to feel that way again." Her eyes meet yours, filled with a mix of longing and uncertainty.
"Will you... will you be there for me?" she asks softly, her voice barely audible over the sound of their baby's heartbeat. "After the baby comes?"
we bade a vow for better or worse and to me this is the very best
You look deep into her eyes, feeling the weight of your answer pressing down on your chest. You've made promises before that you didn't keep, but this time it's different. This time, you know without a doubt that you want to be with Abby and their child for better or worse.
"Yes," you say finally, your voice strong despite the lump in your throat. "I will always be there for you." Tears well up in her eyes as she buries her face against your chest, sobbing with relief.
The monster gently wipes the blood and amniotic fluid from the baby's face before handing her over to the paramedics. They hurry to take care of both mother and child while people around them continue to mill about, talking excitedly.
Lucy kneels beside her, a small smile playing on her lips. "You did it," she says softly, reaching out to caress Abby's damp cheek with the back of her hand. "You're a mommy now."
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Her heart swells at the touch, and tears stream down her face once more. She reaches out to clutch at Lucy's arm, holding on tightly. "Thank you," she whispers, voice hoarse from crying. "Thank you for being here... For helping me..." Her eyes search the monster's face, looking for any sign that the feeling is mutual.
Her pussy still throbs, but now it's with a different kind of ache.