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Amy laid back as the contractions worsened. She could feel the baby moving down into her hips and moaned in pain. Leshia was there to help her, but it was somewhat of an embarrassment. Amy barely felt female at all on the inside, and if it wasn't for that witch's gender spell, she would never had been pregnant in the first place. As far as she was concerned, the only thing that made her predicament acceptable was that she had female genitalia. Though Amy did have a very feminine body; she often tried to hide her wide hips and bust with baggy pants. She never wanted to admit it, but of all the girls the witch picked, she was the one with the

The Only Hope For Me Is You By Elvira Tepes Brian sat with Zack in the ER. He was put in a hospital bed relaxing. They had done X-rays. Zack has again four broken ribs re-broken, a forced miscarriage, and internal bleeding. They were shocked Zack even lasted this long after the incident. It had been an hour before they got to the hospital. He was immediately rushed for surgery. The internal bleeding was stopped and repaired as well as his ribs. The miscarriage was already done. They just had to make sure Zack expelled the fetus. Zack now lay on his hospital bed looking at Brian who sat in the chair. "Thank you Brian. You saved my life." B

Laura breathed heavily through her contractions as she waddled back and forth across the living room. She was about six centimeters dilated and couldn’t wait much longer. “I get to meet you soon, baby,” she panted through her breath, trying to rub her belly as she clutched it with both arms. She shut her eyes and just tried to focus on the sound of the large pool filling up with water from the dozens of taps that surrounded it. She was at least happy to be giving birth in such a nice environment. When the pool was finally filled, the taps shut off automatically, and Laura began undressing herself. She dropped her sweatpa

My belly eventually contrasted to the rest of my body too much to hide my pregnancy. My chest area had slightly swollen, and my body was getting ready to have a baby. Meanwhile, I was getting extremely hungry, changing moods at the drop of a hat and desiring foods I never would have thought about. Maybe the child would want to eat that kind of thing. I was keeping my sister and her husband busy. "Oww!" I felt the baby kick me, and squeezed my eyes shut. Becky smiled as she walked past me. "Ugh... Baby's kicking harder than ever." She sits beside me. "Ky agreed. Once you start to give birth, he can perform a caesarian and get it out so that

FOUR As the latest pain eased from her body, Greta loosened her grip on her husband's hand and leaned against his chest. It had already been over seven hours since she'd gone into labor and she was ready for it to be over with as soon as possible. Her body and the merbabe it held seemed to have other plans though, as neither seemed willing to end this. "Tristan," she puffed out a breath, feeling the pressure build again. Her husband began massaging her shoulders in an attempt to soothe her. "Yes, dear?" "Promise me that you will carry the next one. I don't like this pain." "Of course, my love," he murmured. "Anything for you. I would end

Hex got off the couch and walked to his room. He smiled as he picked up the tux sitting on his bed. He had to have it special made due to his condition. He touched his stomach and smiled as his baby acted up. "Soon baby, soon we'll see daddy again." The father of his child was taking him to prom. In an hour Blake would be there to pick him up. He still has to shower and get dressed up. This is probably the last fun he will have for a while. Hex is 2 weeks away from his due date. He figured that once the baby is born he will be stuck home every day. Hex went into the bathroom and turned on the shower. He stripped as the water heated. He walke

Tia let out a low keening groan as the current contraction rushed through her, gripping the sheets of the bed over which she leaned.  A part of her longed to lay down on the soft mattress, but the very thought of moving from her spot seemed impossible.  She could focus only on the pain, hoping that concentration would help her get through it… Until the next one, at least… “Oh God…” Nate came back into the room, loaded up with several fluffy towels, a blanket, and a kettle of hot water.  Seeing his wife hunched over in the grips of yet another contraction had him setting his items down on the table, rushing