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It was finals week at my college. We're about to take a final exam in physics, and lo and behold, the pregnant girl who is due about this time is sitting right in front of me, rubbing her back and breathing hard. She's attractive and studious, with long wavy brown hair and a curvaceous figure that is only accentuated by carrying the baby around as long as she did. We get down to business; the professor can't even see my section through the massive lecture hall. About ten minutes in, I see this girl start to squirm and subtly lean her head back while panting soft hoo, hoos; she must be really feeling "push-y" but wants to finish her exam. This continues for another five minutes until finally, she leans forward and I see a massive wet spot form between her black leggings, complete with a round bulge starting to peek out before it recedes inward again. Throughout this time, she keeps her pencil up and continues working; it's truly admirable how willing she is to finish this thing out.

Summary: A priestess and her twin daughters are blessed by the presence of a fertility goddess while in prison. (CW: Contains graphic depictions of rapid pregnancy, labor, and childbirth) Deep in the recesses of a destroyed land stood a stone prison, protected on all sides by hardened ironwood fencing and metal bars. The prison was built for common criminals, so it was lightly protected by lazy guards carrying shoddy naginata. At least, it was once. Ume, a tremendously beautiful woman with black silken hair that nearly reached her knees, peered anxiously out of her prison cell. She had been in the middle of an elaborate dance to invoke peace for the country before the Sun King’s soldiers had raided the temple. Because she was the most mature and experienced of all the priestesses, she still wore her very intricate white and crystal-colored susohiki gown, which flowed in many flower-colored patterns down to the floor. Every delicate movement she made was accompanied by a rustle

Melissa and Troy the tentacle demon had been dating for a bit more than a year now. They had both felt a certain spark on that first day they met when he was summoned by cultists to impregnate her with demonic spawn. An exchange of texts and phone calls the following week led to a night out, and then that let to another date, and another. And soon they were absolutely inseparable and desperately in love. This particular evening, Melissa was finishing up preparations to have dinner at Troy's apartment. She had gotten dressed up in a special outfit as a surprise for her tentacled beau, she knew it was his favorite. She tossed on a coat and was out the door. Arriving just on time, and not late for once, Troy was there to greet her at the door. A tall, handsome, reddish purple man with a muscular torso and wings above his waist, and a cluster of squid-like tentacles below the belt. She loved him for his personality, but the things he did to her in bed were a big plus. "Hi sweetie! I'm

"Hang in there Phoenix, we're about 10 minutes from the hospital." "I really wish you had saved up for a car, Mark" Phoenix groaned through her high-pitched panting. "I shouldn't be riding a motorcycle this close to delivering." "That's why I made you wear jeans. I know you're miserable, but you have got to hang in there until we can get you into a delivery room." "Easy for you to say. I can feel it coming and my hips make contractions unbearable." "We're almost there. Just hang on and really try not to push. You won't be able to give birth anyways." "Shut up" Phoenix whined. "You try ignoring a bowling ball that's playing peek-a-boo between your wide-ass childbearing hips and an urge to push that feels like holding back a sneeze in your cervix!" Mark decided not to engage Phoenix in conversation any further. The two continued on as Phoenix gripped Mark's torso with her hands. "The hips really want to 'sneeze', Mark." "Just hang in there. We're almost there." "I'm having