11-29-2023, 03:46 PM
Halcron grunted between pushes and within them at longer intervals, feeling his bare stomach bobbing up and downward with each slight rocking of his inflamed by swell hips, feeling them expand and accomodate the slowly invading head of their unborn son that neither knew was of daughter status. He whimpered, feeling absolutely miserable, raising his eyes tiredly, wearily gazing with dull, pain-riddled ones that seemed to be begging for release, relief from pain. With a tremendous pushing, he whimpered once more, keening a sob like grunt as the presence of a tiny inch of a big toed digit slightly made it's presence of exit, brushing with a slight momentary flicking against Vale's fingers, twitching a slight bit from time to time.
I, Silent Feather once thought that my life was just one long merry go round, mundane, repetitive, and just plain boresome but after meeting my beloved Nitrogen, all were changed. And as such had changed me, and when I mean that I mean for the positive, greater of a person I have become, a woman.
A full grown, bonafide Madame.
A full grown, bonafide Madame.