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"Hehehe... I'm going to need lots of love from you again today, Elt." We were alone in our bedroom, sitting together on our big bed. I was leaning against Elt with my snake half coiled loosely around him. "Ha ha... You don't have to ask for that, Mercè; I'll love you anyway. For the baby's sake, too." When I turned my head, Elt met my gaze with a bashful grin. He hugged me tight from behind. Then, he lowered his hands to gently stroke my belly, swollen with our child. I was happy to be with child, but for some reason it also made me more often uneasy. On top of that, because I would need a lot of essence to nurture the baby, my body wanted Elt even more than usual. I wanted sex so bad I could barely restrain myself. Lately, I'd taken to begging my darling for it like a spoiled child. Elt always gave me what I wanted. "Mmm... That's right..." The movement of his hands was gradually transforming into a caress and moving from my belly to my breasts — which had grown even larger and started producing milk — my sensitive sides, and my bottom. In the midst of the slowly escalating pleasure, I smelled my husband's scent, felt his warmth, and heard his gentle voice in my ear. He wiped my worries away and lulled me into a sense of security. At the same time, he excited my flushed, aching body to greater lust. "Here, I'll help you undress." Elt laid his hands on my shoulders, leaned back from me a little, and turned me around to face him. Then, he started to remove my clothes, which were decorated with a red eye motif. "Hehe... You love my tits, don't you?" Elt's gaze bored into my cleavage the moment he slid off the necktie that had been hiding it. I thought it was cute while my hands were busy undoing his belt buckle. "I do, but I love all of you, not just your breasts. I do especially love them, though," Elt answered, slightly embarrassed. He slipped his hands into my top and rested them on my shoulders. From there, he brought them down, caressing my arms as he slowly peeled off my top. "Mmm... Is that so? Hehehe..." I enjoyed whispering love to each other while coupled, but the words of love we exchanged at times like this were special. The bashful way he looked was so cute I couldn't keep back a smile. "I'll help you undress too." I slipped my hands inside Elt's clothes and started methodically stroking his torso from bottom to top. His breathing got heavier. He must have been enjoying it. As my fingers crept upward, they pulled the hem of his shirt with them, gradually exposing his body — his toned abs, broad back, thick chest, and solid shoulders... He didn't look it when he was dressed, but he was quite muscular. Remembering that his body was the result of the training I'd given him when I'd been a Hero made me love it all the more. "Now, raise your hands like you're cheering," I urged Elt once my caressing hands reached his shoulders. "I'm not a kid, you know," he grumbled, but obediently raised his arms and allowed me to pull his shirt up and off. "Hehe... Aren't you? You're always sucking on my breasts. You're a spoiled child." "That's not..." Elt had always loved my breasts. Once I'd gotten pregnant and started producing milk, however, he'd started sucking on them every time we slept together. Pointing that out left him at a loss for words. "Come on, don't you want a drink? I hugged Elt's head, pressing his face into my cleavage. "...I do," he answered, honestly. "Then drink up." Elt gently slid aside my chest protector, exposing my nipples. They were already hard, erect, and tingling in anticipation of his mouth. My teats were swollen with a tantalizing heat. I was as anxious for Elt to drink my milk as he was. It didn't take long for Elt to move his face and suck one of my nipples into his mouth. That was enough to send a thrill of pleasure through my sensitive nipple. Elt looked at me with upturned eyes and cupped my breast with both hands like a spoiled child. The sight of the man I loved acting like an adorable infant was perverse, but it also triggered my maternal instincts. I couldn't suppress a smile that mixed my gentle concern as a mother with my passionate lust as a wife. Before he started sucking in earnest, Elt ran his hot tongue over my nipple almost like he was trying to massage it. His hands diligently caressed my teat. Gooey, molten pleasure was spreading from my nipple to my whole breast. He wasn't sucking my milk out; my milk was flowing, and he was lapping it up. And the flow wasn't stopping. "Mph... Mmm..." "Ah... Ahn... Elt..." He occasionally paused to squeeze my nipple gently between his lips. The tantalizingly succulent heat building up in my breast was making my nipples even more sensitive to sexual pleasure. I let out plaintive moans; I wanted him to suck and massage me harder. When my nipples had grown almost unbearably sensitive, Elt suddenly began sucking in earnest. At the same time, he was rubbing my teats with both hands, trying to squeeze my milk out. It followed his lead and gushed out into his mouth. He wasn't just sucking, either; he was diligently licking my lactating nipple the whole time. The molten bliss of release was streaming out of my breasts. That on its own felt almost too good to bear, as sensitive to pleasure as I'd become, but I was getting my nipples sucked and licked and my breasts massaged on top of it. A scorchingly sweet numbness, distinct from the pleasure of lactation, was surging from my breasts. It was rapidly swelling. Elt gave my nipple an especially hard suck. It was the finishing blow. Milk gushed out of my harder than before. The swollen pleasure burst, coursing through not just my chest, but my whole body. I climaxed. It wasn't a strong orgasm, but it still seemed to scorch every inch of me. My whole body quivered as I hugged Elt tight with my snake half and a cry of pleasure burst from my throat. Elt didn't release my nipple until my orgasm came to an end. He loudly gulped down the remaining milk — my milk — in his mouth. His face was slack. He let out a spellbound sigh, staring at me with upturned, half-closed eyes. I stared back at him, basking in the afterglow. "Aah... Elt... This one too..." I'd climaxed, but my other breast was still swollen with milk. He'd hardly touched it. It was aching to be sucked — aching unbearably. I put my hands on Elt's cheeks and turned his face toward it. He obediently started sucking. "Mmm... Mph... Mmm..." "Ah... Aah... Yes..." This time, he brought his hands down to my hips and quickly undid the belt that covered my intimate parts. That done, he ran his hands along my serpent coils and launched into a devoted caress. I massaged my own breasts like Elt had done for me earlier. I writhed with the pleasure of having my milk squeezed and sucked out. It felt just as good to be caressed in the afterglow of orgasm. My body was heating up. I started to wriggle my snake half, rubbing it against Elt. I was begging for more attention. He gave my lactating nipple a series of love bites. I was still sensitive from my orgasm, and the intense stimulation hit me like a surprise attack. An electric shock of pleasure ran from my nipple. I reached another little climax. Elt kept up his love bites and his caresses all throughout it. "Mph... Aah... Thanks... That was delicious..." "Aahn... Honestly, you drink so much... You'd better leave some for the baby..." Once my nipple was out of his mouth, Elt swallowed again with a look of complete satisfaction. I’d cum twice from my breasts in such a short time. I was drunk on the pleasure. It was a wonderful feeling, like I was floating. I took Elt’s hand and placed it on my belly, swollen with our child. I leaned forward, rounding my back and pressing my breasts into him. My swollen belly naturally ended up touching Elt’s. "Ha ha…You’re making more than you were even just a little while ago, Mercè. It’ll be fine," Elt joked, affectionately stroking my belly. "Mom… I only got this way because you drink so much." His slightly rough, manly hand imparted a trustworthy, gentle warmth. It made me feel secure. Even this idle conversation was making me forget my fears. "I guess you’re right… Mph… Mmm…" "Ah… Mmm… Aah…" Elt finished caressing my snake half and started rubbing my belly with both hands as he showered my collarbone in kisses. He showed his love by lingering for a moment on each firm kiss. A faint, blissful tingling lingered Even when his lips drew back. I responded by running my fingers up his sensitive sides to dorsal muscles and rubbing my snake half — inflamed by his caresses — over his upper body. And that wasn’t all; I pulled back from Elt a little and used the tip of my tail to hook his trousers and pull them down. "Ah… Mercè… Aah..." "Hehe… I’m going to give you lots of care later. Look forward to it… Aahn…" I finished getting his trousers off, and there was my darling Elt’s cock — rock hard and so erect that poked my belly. When I leaned back into him, it ended up sandwiched between his stomach and mine. I coiled my snake half around his legs and used Ran the tip of my tail along his sensitive inner thighs. That made his sandwiched cock twitch needily. The perversion of of feeling the heat of his cock with my pregnant belly was incredibly arousing. At that point, Elt stopped rubbing my belly and lowered his hands to the belt that covered my intimate parts. He removed it with practiced movements and began stroking the border between my snake half and my torso, deliberately not touching my sex. It looked like he was planning to stick it in after he'd taken his time making my body as sensitive to pleasure as he could. My vagina ached impatiently; I was already dripping wet and ready to go. What I wanted right now, however, was sweet, sticky lovemaking. Elt was trying to give it to me. His tantalizing caresses were part of that. I knew he wasn't teasing me and responded in kind by running my hands over his chest. "Mmm... Mph... Aah..." "Hehe... This is payback for earlier... Ah... Feels good, doesn't it?" Elt's kisses were gradually inching their way up. Now they were raining down on my neck. I narrowed my eyes against the pleasure while my fingers began to knead the two little protrusions on his chest as payback for making me cum twice with my nipples. His moans — and the way his dick twitched — let me know he liked it. Of course, we were still in the process of developing his sensation there, so it wasn't enough to bring him to orgasm. Even so, the sight of Elt in pleasure was too cute to resist. The realization that I was giving him that pleasure gave me satisfaction. At the same time, my serpent coils were massaging his entire lower body. I was rubbing him carefully, dirtily, and with lots of love. The more my scales brushed against his skin, the hotter he got and the more of his warmth he shared with me. Hoping to savor more, I pressed our bodies together again. His bottom was tight and his legs were well-muscled. His body was as fine as ever. It felt reliable. That was part of why it made me feel so at ease. Of course, the main reason was that it was Elt's. "Mmm... Aah... I love you, Elt... Mph..." Once Elt was finished showering my neck with kisses, I put a hand on his cheek and stole a kiss of my own. I coaxingly slipped the tip of my tongue into his mouth. Elt answered my thrusting his tongue into mine. Elt's warm tongue was dripping in sweet saliva. It roamed gently around the inside of my mouth. I felt Elt with my gums and the inside of my cheeks. His tongue was caressing every bit of me it could reach. I took his caresses as a declaration that he loved every nook and cranny of my body. It made me happy. Of course, his tongue also tangled itself with mine. I responded by coiling my long, thin tongue around his and lovingly constricting it. I savored Elt's captive tongue by wriggling mine in an almost chewing motion. Just like that, Elt's eyes unfocused and his face went slack. Clever use of my tongue guided the saliva spilling from his half-open mouth into mine. A little of his delicious essence passed into me as I gulped it down, warming me from the inside. When I finished my relentless assault and released Elt’s tongue, an ecstatic moan escaped from the gaps between our close-pressed lips. I re-coiled my tongue around his. This time, I slowly twined our tongues together without holding or constricting his. I fawningly thrust my long tongue, lovingly, painstakingly rubbing it against his from tip to base. Elt’s tongue was sluggish -- probably because I’d pressed my attack so hard his eyes were out of focus. Feasting on Elt’s mouth was all well and good, and I was happy he was aroused, but concentrating on the slow movements of his tongue relaxed me even as it inflamed me. I blissfully savored the pleasure I got from Elt’s tongue and the flavor of his saliva. Elt laid his hands on top of mine. His fingertips crept upward, tracing the lines of my arms and shoulders. They arrived at the sensitive skin at the nape of my neck and began to massage it. After countless blissful caresses, one hand rose to stroke the back of my head. The other hand came to rest on my black eye patch. Elt slowly peeled it away and exposed my sightless, unopening right eye -- the symbol of my history of abuse. Apparently, if I’d really wanted it, I could have fixed that eye when I’d become a monster -- even been able to see with it again. I, however, had wanted to leave that scar as it was. I wanted it as a warning to myself to be the best wife I could to Elt and the best mother I could to our child. Elt had accepted my past. That scar didn’t make him find me any less attractive. So, I’d kept it. Still, no matter how much confidence I had in my monster body, and no matter how much I trusted Elt… I couldn’t stop worrying if I could really be the woman I wanted to be, or if Elt saw me that way. Elt’s fingers gently touched my scar. In the midst of our passionate kiss, his fingertips lovingly traced the Symbol of my past. He looked at me with eyes that were drunk with pleasure, but still incredibly kind. They brought home to me the truth that he accepted me, found me attractive, and loved me, my past included. There wasn’t much physical pleasure, but my heart was filled with ecstatic joy. I could tell that my eyes were losing focus. I was just that happy. Joy blotted out the anxiety I’d been feeling. At the same time, my womb -- cradling Elt’s child -- was consumed with a sweet, fierce ache. It wanted Elt’s cock now. It wanted a load of his hot, delicious semen. Elt’s love had moved me to an almost maddening excess of love and lust. Elt’s throbbing -- and occasionally twitching -- cock was pressed against my belly. In order to swallow it with my lower mouth, I untwined out tongues for the moment and pulled my lips back, trailing glistening strands of saliva. "Mwah… Aah… Elt… I love you..." "Aah… Mercè, I… love you…too..." I put my love For Elt into words, and Elt declared his love for me back. Just hearing that made my womb ache even more, adding to the flow of love juices from my drooling pussy. "Aah… I’m going to give you lots more love today..." "Nh… Ah..." I regretted losing the pressure of his dick on my belly, but I still raised my hips. Just rubbing against my belly as I did was enough to make it twitch. I put a gentle hand on it, like I was trying to restrain it. It was throbbing so hard I could feel Elt’s pulse. Day after day, I’d poured my love into Elt’s cock. It was an order of magnitude bigger and more sensitive than it had been that first time. It was thick, and hard, and dark, with a high corona -- an embodiment of sturdy rigidity. It was lovely, of course, but it was also downright adorable. Glistening precum was dribbling desperately from its tip. Elt leaned his upper body back so that my belly wouldn’t get in the way. I cushioned him with my tail, steadied my aim on his rigid member, and began to slowly lower my hips. I could taste his delicious essence the moment his cock touched my vulva. It penetrated me with a little, wet squish. I tightened around him and enjoyed the sensation of his thick cock spreading me open as it forced its way inside. "Aaahn… Ah… Ah… You taste so good…" "Aah… Ooh..." Our hips touched. The tip of his cock hit my cervix. I pressed down harder, squeezing us tightly together and grinding him against the entrance to my womb. Every bit of his rigid pressure coursed through me as ecstasy. I’d taken Elt into the deepest depths of my vagina. All the times I’d slept with him, pleasuring him and being pleasure by him, had made it a part of me that was for him alone. When I’d taken his cock as deep inside me as my hips would allow, we fit together perfectly. It was like we really had become one. As soon as we were, the intoxicating sweetness of Elt’s essence started spreading through me from his cock. I hadn’t even done anything with my pussy yet, but Elt was already panting with pleasure. It was so heavy that I suspected he might cum on his own even if I just left him like this. "Mmm… Mph… Aah…" "Aah… Ah… Elt… More…" We faced each other as we coupled. Our positions leaned toward me being on top to avoid putting too much pressure on my belly. My well-rubbed belly rested firmly against his abs. We both rounded our backs, bringing our faces closer together, and Elt planted a kiss on my scarred eye. That made me so happy I could barely contain it. My coils and my pussy both squeezed down on Elt and wriggled in delight. I reached out my hands to him. Elt answered by taking my hands, squeezing them tight, and showering my eye with kiss after kiss. Both our bodies were hot from diligent caresses. Elt’s warmth on my snake half, which was already already full of sweet fever, was incredible. It was so hot it threatened to melt me, and yet it was still gentle. It was like the heat of the fleshy rod embedded in me was melting my body from the inside. Loving kisses buried my thoughts in joy. "Ehehe… Payback time. Mph… Aah… Mmm…" "Ooh… Haa… Aah..." In the midst of my joy, I squeezed Elt’s hands back. This time it was my turn to rain kisses on him. His forehead, around his eyes, his cheeks, even the tip of his nose… I diligently, lovingly pressed my lips to every inch of his face. At the same time, I lightly undulated my hips. His cock left my cervix, then slammed back into it. Elt’s cock poked at the entrance to my womb over and over again. His corona rubbed tenaciously back and forth over my insides. Twisting my hips made us grind against each other from different angles than just thrusting in and out. More than anything else, I couldn’t get enough of the feeling of his glans rubbing against my cervix instead of thrusting into it. It allowed me to get the pleasure of intercorse with a minimum of movement. My body was a monster’s body. It was made for sex. So, even now that I was with child, no amount of sex, however intense, would hurt me or the child growing in my belly. In fact, my child would remember the sexual pleasure I experienced while carrying her. The more sex I had, the more lustful she would be. So, I had no reason to hold back. Even so, I was going slower, gentler, and more carefully than before. I liked hard thrusts too, but with my current anxiety, I wanted to hold Elt all the way inside me and feel our bond. Besides, even though we knew it wouldn’t do any harm, neither Elt nor I wanted to risk giving the baby any unnecessary shocks. Most importantly, if the child in my belly was going to remember pleasure, I wanted it to be as sweet and full of love as possible. That was my earnest desire as a loving mother. My lost eye, the scar of my past. It was because I never had a chance to receive a mother’s love that I knew how much it meant to a child, and how important it was to show them that love, better than anyone. "Ahn… Mmm… Here… I’ll make it even better… You like this, don’t you? Aah..." "Ooh… Aah… There..." Elt savored my insides, and my kisses, with a slack, happy look on his face. It was because he loved me that the pleasure I gave him brought that look to his face. In other words, giving Elt pleasure was also a way of checking that I was loved. In an effort to give him even greater pleasure, I tightened up, focusing on his tip and corona, and slowly, stickily undulated my passage, coiling around and licking at his cock. I angled and swayed my hips to rub my folds against his frenulum. My cervix was clamped tight against his sensitive urethra, sucking on it. I was ready to make sure not a drop of semen escaped. I didn’t even need to thrust; I knew all of Elt’s weak points. It was only a moment before his hips started quivering and his moans changed to let me know he was at his limit. His expression was full of joy pleasure. Seeing it filled me with joy as well. "Hehehe… Cum lots, and make it thick… Mmm… for the baby… Ahn… and for me…" "Of… Aah… Of course… Ooooh..." Elt lay limp as his dick twitched inside me. It was an understandable reaction — I’d raised his sensitivity through daily sex, and now I was going for his weak spots. But, while he was sensitive, I’d also trained up his endurance. He wouldn’t go down instantly. I could tell that he was definitely approaching orgasm, but he was doing it slowly. Catching Elt’s eye, I coaxed him for more words of love while I made love to his member inside me. "You love me, don’t you? Mmm… Aah…" I knew he did. I knew it, but I loved hearing him say it. I loved reconfirming our love. "I love you… Ooh… I’ll never let you go…" Elt answered, looking me square in the eye. Even as he tossed in the storm of ecstasy I was giving him, his gaze was wholehearted, serious, gentle, and full of love. It told me he was mine. "Ehehe… I love you too… I’ll never, never let you go…" He was so adorable, and so lovely, and made me so happy that I couldn’t control myself. I started rubbing my snake half all over him over and over again, caressing him. His whole body was getting more sensitive as he inched toward orgasm. I let go of his hands and circled mine behind him, embracing him as I ran my fingers over his back. "Ooh… Ah… Aah…" "Mmm… Aahn… Elt…" Elt responded by resuming his own gentle caresses. A slow, thick, gentle, relaxing bliss inflamed my body, enhancing the pleasure of my coming climax. We were joined, massaging our warmth and the feel of our skin into each other. The molten heat in my womb was slowly, but surely, growing. His dick was, likewise, twitching inside me with greater and greater force. We soaked our bodies and souls in sensual pleasure, swelling with mutual love and the anticipation of orgasm.
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"Aah... Aah..." "Mmm... Aahn..." We'd both taken longer than usual to reach the verge of orgasm. Elt's cock had swollen a full size bigger thanks to the careful attentions it had been receiving inside me. The whirling heat in my womb was hotter as well. The familiar body heat Elt rubbed into my skin was melting every inch of me. "Aah... Aah... Mercè... I'm..." Elt plaintively called out his approaching climax. His cock was twitching inside me like mad. "Ahn... Aah... I know... Don't hold back..." I ground my hips into him. My swollen belly was plastered against him. We held each other while I kept up my assault on his cock until the last possible moment before his orgasm began. Then, when the dam burst, I mercilessly squeezed my vagina, guiding Elt to climax — practically milking him. "Aah... Ooooh...! Mercè...!" Elt's cock pulsed even harder than usual, and his face as he came was even cuter than usual. His shrill, pleasure-filled voice was just as lovely. It was worth taking our time. "Aahn... Ah... Mmm...! Elt...!" Elt's essence poured into me. It was melting my pregnant belly from the inside out. I climaxed at the same time, clamping down on him in the midst of my surging pleasure so as not to miss a single drop of his gushing semen. "Aah... Aah..." "Aaah... Keep going... The baby likes it too." Elt panted as his orgasm came to an end. My more-than-usually ravenous body sucked up the delicious semen he'd released and turned it into mana in the blink of an eye. I could feel fresh mana flowing into the child in my belly as well. I couldn't prove it, but I also had a feeling that something warm, different from essence, was flowing from my belly to me. I was sure it meant the baby was happy. Just as my greedy body had gotten faster at absorbing semen and turning it into mana, it also took less time to want more. That thirst enhanced my lust and drove me to seek more essence. This wasn't nearly enough to satisfy me. Neither I, nor the baby, would have enough until our bellies were pumped full. "In that case... I'll have to work harder to please you." "Aah... Aaahn..." Elt started to slowly thrust up into me. His tip prodded my cervix over and over again, just like it had done before. This time, though, Elt was seizing the initiative himself. I'd just cum, and he'd just poured his semen into me. In that state, every thrust brought me to a light climax. It was Elt's turn to pleasure me.
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"Ah... Hehe. I've had my fill." "Aah..." We switched places a bunch of times after that, and whispered our love to each other more times than I could count. Over and over again, he released his essence and I sucked it up as we climaxed. When our lovemaking was done, we stayed coupled as we cooled off and I absorbed all the semen he'd poured into me. That brought us to the present. I don't know how long we'd been at it, but the stains from our mingled fluids — sweat, love juice, saliva — were spreading across the white sheets. There wasn't a single drop of semen, though. I'd kept it all inside me for nourishment. My body's ravenous hunger for Elt's essence was completely satisfied. An indescribable sense of fullness enveloped me. Elt's love, which I'd confirmed over and over again during our sweet lovemaking, filled my heart. With my physical and emotional demands satisfied, I was content. I slowly lifted my hips, pulling his cock free. I felt his corona tugging at my folds on its way out. His stopper came out of my pussy with a little pop, and a flood of love juice spilled out after it. I let Elt lie on my snake half. "Aah... Mmm... Hey, let me lay my head on your arm." I touched his right arm and prodded him to let me use it for a pillow. "Ooh... Sure, go ahead." Elt obligingly stuck out his arm. I lowered my upper body to snuggle against Elt, with my belly against his side. Then, I laid my head on the comforting arm of the man I loved. It felt hard, and even I couldn't bring myself to call it comfortable to sleep on, but the simple fact that it was Elt's arm made me feel safe. In that respect, it was the best pillow I could ask for. I stroked my belly with one hand and laid the other Elt's chest, which was covered in the marks of my kisses. "Mmm... Hehehe... We'll be a mommy and daddy soon, huh?" I whispered in his ear. I'd left kiss marks on his adorable cheeks as well. At the same time, I coiled my snake half around his again to make our contact more secure — being careful of my belly, of course. "I'm sure you'll be a wonderful mother, Mercè," Elt turned his face to me and answered. He spoke gently, and with feeling that convinced me he genuinely believed what he said. He was wiping away my fears. Elt's hand joined mine on my belly. "Mmm... Thanks, Elt. So, what do you think she'll be like?"
The question had become part of my routine lately. I couldn't resist taking every opportunity to wonder what the child in my belly would be like — and how sexy and womanly she'd grow up to be. Even I wondered that I never got sick of it, but it was so lovely to imagine that I couldn't help myself. Especially when I had my beloved husband to share with. "Haha. I bet..." As always, Elt went along with my fantasizing without so much as a look of annoyance. An indefinable fatherly quality was creeping into his expression. He seemed to have gotten so much more dependable since back when he'd been my subordinate. Then, in the middle of Elt's sentence, the egg in my womb suddenly gave a little quiver. It was faint, but the hand on my belly could feel it too. Elt seemed to have noticed it as well, because we both gave a little cry at the same time. "Did you feel that?" I asked excitedly. "Yeah, I did," Elt answered with a smile. "She's a lively one, Mercè." Inside her shell, the baby had made her first movement. We'd both felt it. "Hehe... Yes, she is... Elt." My chest swelled with a mother's pride, a woman's joy, and relief in the knowledge that my child was growing healthily. I smiled back at Elt. My heart soared with delight. At the same time, gentle motherly love swelled inside me. I slowly rubbed my swollen belly once more to feel the presence of my darling baby girl. Just that was enough to make my motherly joy overflow. I was almost unbearably happy. Wrapped in the arms of my beloved husband, I waited for the birth of the new life inside me with a blissful smile on my face.
The end.