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Pregnancy Quickwrite
I wake up feeling nauseous. Groaning, I roll onto my back. I rub my stomach slowly, lightly massaging the giant orb. My skin is smooth, and my belly is taunt and firm to the touch. I can feel the children inside of me squirming around, causing the nausea that woke me up. I'm a week from my due date and my twins are definitely anxious to be born. Aside from their near-constant squirming, my belly feels stretched to the max. I'm only 5'1" and I was very petite before I got pregnant, so the huge mass that is my pregnant belly looks comical on me. My boobs grew a little, from barely-there A cups to a decent B-almost C cup, and my butt got a littl
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Commission: Maternal Vacation Gone Wrong (Act I)
Upon stepping foot inside the elusive Lonesome Gorge Hotel, Frieda, along with her five other friends in this clique that they’ve formed from a pregnancy pact that they’ve agreed upon and Uncle Remus, the caretaker of this hotel, have finally seen what made the place so special: apart from the lit electric lights and a central thermostat that keeps the whole place warm despite the frigid conditions, everything inside, be it a decoration or a furnishing made in the 19th or 20th century, felt warm and cozy, the spacious wooden interior being liberating against the vast yet inhospitable outdoors as they haul their luggage inside to prepare for a vacation up in the Rocky Mountains for a few weeks, not realizing that the weather forecast for the area is going to arrive sooner than expected. Frieda can’t help but to feel right at home in this unfamiliar place with her mind remembering of memories of her childhood in her birthplace in Tijuana. With Uncle Remus as the guide for the six
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Making Your Own Happiness (Final Part)
Full term, 40 weeks… “Caroline, Caroline!” Tillie called her daughter from her bedroom. Caroline was sitting on the couch, watching TV when she heard her mother calling. She jumped out of the couch in one move and ran straight to the bedroom. Tillie was lying down with her back to the door, covered on a thin bed sheet and sweating profusely. “Sorry, dear. Didn’t mean to yell that loud, but all this sweat is driving me crazy. Could you dry me up again?’ Tillie asked. “Of course mom, no need to apologize.” Caroline responded in a patient tone. Tillie had been in bed rest since her first Braxton hicks hit and Barbara instructed her to rest as much as she could. She had been spending the last month or so just sleeping, eating and going to the bathroom (with Caroline’s help) and Radiant continued to grow, gaining weight in the same pace as Tillie devoured bowls of leaves, greenery and alfalfa. Caroline grabbed a big towel that was draped over a chair next to Tillie’s bed, already in
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Hey man, love the story -- hope you've been able to continue it and all is well in real life with ya