[SilentFeather]

Halcron shook with intense exhaustion, feeling his chest heaving harder and harder, feeling himself reach his breaking point .. perhaps even beyond that threshold but still he refused to give up nor in. As an addition to the agony he felt it was broadened by the sudden struggles of their unborn, a such child whom they were determined to be of was to be of son but soon it would come as a surprise to the both of them. He cried out, bursting into frantic sobbing as he whimpered between gasps, he desperately massaged his aching nethers and did his own task of supporting the body of the child, trying to loosen the tightly clinging flesh of his rear which was small but significantly stretched in a way.

"T-Thank you my beloved, I needed the oil to loosen my tense nether region. When will this t-torment reach it's end .. I am so sore and .. w-what? .. a .. girl? .. is a "girl" a curse?" He questioned as well, unsure of such a gender or being as never seeing one before as he was born from a female but his mother was taken from him before birth and he was raised around men.