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Wedding Sitter
(Contains: Multiple unbirth, hyper pregnancy, ect,) Niket let out a huff in between her semi labored breathing, The 23 year old looking down at the huge shiny caramel orb that had her pinned to where she sat on the long couch. Niket laid her head back while rubbing her huge bulging belly, even with how much she was getting paid it didn't feel worth it to ruin her figure to carry her five step nieces and nephew. The young athlete had been offered to carry her soon to be step sisters kids for the ongoing wedding that was happening down on the shore of the large lake home she was in. All three of her soon to be stepsisters were triplets themselves. With the oldest and youngest (only by a two minutes) were having twins while the last sister was only having one baby girl, though they definitely made up for the lack of a sibling with how large they were. Niket groaning as the aforementioned girl kicked near her pushed out belly button, Nik seeing her unborn niece foot bulge against her
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UnBirth
It's one of the first things we learn to do. Right out of the womb, we instinctively react to the over-sensory assault of the world around us. We cry, of course. That's obvious. We have to. The sights, the sounds, the smells, even the new feeling of oxygen against our skins. It's all too much for us. We don't quite know what to do. It is there, stuck in awestruck wonder, too interested even to breath, that we learn our first real experience. If unassisted, we may just be caught up in it. We may never cry, never learn to breath. But, through our first strike of pain, we gain all there is to be given to us. We are given life, painful, tiresome,
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Womb with a View
You always enjoyed a good night's rest. When your eyes became heavy and your thoughts trailed, you knew your mattress was calling your name. The day to day troubles and to-dos were easy to forget when exhausted and comfortable. You sink into your mattress and bury your face in your pillows as your blanket acts like a shell to protect you from anything that might be hiding in the dark. Your body felt heavy, then weightless. "What dreams may come". The thought always delighted your imagination, as you then allowed sleep to take you. --- As the night progressed, you then felt euphoric. As if achieving nirvana was through slumber. You felt a heat kindle in your body's center. As you could feel warmth enveloping your body. You felt that you were cozy, but in a way that was different and yet familiar. Then... there was a voice. One you recognized but still unable to comprehend. It was as if it was distant and at the same time nearby. Muffled? Masked? Your neighbor had your spare key in
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The Smell of seafood means the pussy isn't clean ya know.