girl tummy...

He kissed your forehead and put the blindfold on, your playroom going dark. "I'll see you in a minute, have fun." You heard him walk away, but the door didn't close. Every second you were held there in the quiet dark made your stomach flop around in suspense and excitement. The dock held your hips up, your bare pussy was suspended and open for breeding and you didn't even have to work for it, all you had to do was ovulate and take it.

Someone hummed behind you, lower in register than your husband's- the idea alone made your stomach drop in ways you were not prepared to admit- and he unzipped his pants so slowly you thought you were going to die. You didn't need lube, you didn't need to be stretched, you didn't need any more preparation than what you had already received from James's hands and cock but the first one always catches you.

He pressed in, unbothered about having a human attached to the pussy he was shoving into that he could touch, you were just a wet hole to fuck and he made that perfectly clear. His hands stayed off you the entire time. You could feel him leaning over you a little, he could've had his hands braced on the horse but each push of his hips made your head feel fuzzy as it jutted you forward in your binds. He came extremely fast but it felt so good to be filled with the first bit of baby making cum for the night, you honestly didn't care. The padding on the hip support tilted your pelvis in a way that it all pooled down into your core, it was a good feeling.

The next man was rougher, so much rougher. His hands were large and strong as he lifted your hips from the rig towards his thick cock and slammed you back down again. You sobbed out a moan against your gag, it hurt. His cock hurt, his hands hurt, being pulled and shoved into your very tight restraints hurt but it's what you asked for and you came hard enough to kick and tremble against your restraints. He fucked his cum deep inside you before basically dropping you back down and spitting on your cum fucked pussy as you shakily got yourself comfortable again.

You panted against your gag. You appreciated not being able to see and the blindfold and gag combination did prevent your face from screwing up too much. Unlike the first time, you didn't get as long breaks in between. Constantly, you had someones cock inside you and non of them had any consideration of how the previous treated you. Your stomach hurt and cramped from cumming too much, your head was dizzy from the same issue and where you were bound chaifed like hell. You were just a hole to put cum into, and you were physically not satisfied until you were on your back again, pushing out your second child.

After what you thought was twelve people, although a few slightly blurred together, you heard the snap of a camera. He walked around you, taking a photo every so often at your wet face, at the ball covered in slobber in your mouth, and then to the beginnings of bruises on your hips and your pussy full of cum. You shuddered.

Your blindfold was taken off, you couldn't move your neck enough to see who was standing just behind the wooden dock, but he took your photo from above and then removed your gag. Your mouth was so dry and oddly wet, wet but dehydrated. You swallowed and moved your mouth. "James?"

You didn't get an answer, instead he went back fully behind you and shoved his cock deep inside you. You yelped, it felt so good to yelp without the gag. You let your jaw fall open as he rocked his hips into you, all the noises of a overstimulated breeder coming to surface. You were so full of cum and cock, you knew that you physically couldn't cum again but it didn't mean you didn't want to. It hurt, it hurt so much. It ached as it built and he delighted in the whimpering moan as it took over. He filled you the moment you were done and held it in for a moment, slowly going still and rubbing your back.

"Had enough?" Your husband asked from behind you. "If you haven't I can send them back in."

"No." You panted. It hurt to cum, it hurt to be rigged up. You couldn't end it here. "Send them back in."

He pulled out and patted your side. "You're a good pup, aren't you?" He said before putting the blindfold and gag back in place.

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"Come on, feet up." Your husband instructed to you, the second time, when the doctor said it you simply hadn't registered it. You didn't see the point in having to be covered in the medical gown as he helped you put your legs up in the stirrups, everyone could see your labouring pussy and your fat belly, at least let everyone know you have an amazing rack to go with it. "Good girl."

The doctor sat on a low stool at the foot of your bed between your forced open legs and put his fingers inside you to check progression, your husband lightly pecked your hair and mumbled something about him being on the list for next time. You exhaled deeply. Next time.

"Okay, you do look to be ready." The doctor said as he removed his fingers. You looked up at your husband but it wasn't in fear. This was all you wanted for a year and a half and finally you got it. "On the next one, you can start to push."

Your husband registered that more than you did and stroked your arm. "Gonna push our baby out for me?" He asked, waiting for you to nod. "Go on, grab your thighs, keep yourself open." Because of the stirrups, there probably wasn't a need to do that. However, when you got your next big contraction, you grabbed and sat up a little as you pushed.

"There you go, I know it hurts." He kept his hand on you but kept his eyes down where the stirrups held you open, watching where your baby would soon split you open.

When you let go off your push, you laid back a little and into his petting. "How was that?" He asked gently.

"What I wanted." You hummed. "It's coming again."

"Then push again." He told you before watching you strain yourself up right again. He watched the fat on your pussy get tighter and round out, lips covering the head tightly but still coming down. He lightly rubbed her thigh.

"Hn-!" You forced down another push, it was so tight and you could feel every bit of weight pressing unsupported inside your birth canal. You grabbed at your thighs and pushed the head, enough for a sliver but it was enough to either make you want to cum or cry.

"Disinfectant." The doctor said from between your legs as he smeared some dark yellow liquid over your slowly opening slit, taking it all the way up to your clit and down to your asshole which both made your heart clench. It tingled, you didn't dare say burn because you were going to find out what real burning was very soon.

You brought yourself to sit all the way up, with your husband supporting you up, and pushed. "Aah-! nhhg-!" Your nails went into your thigh as you stretched, it was a good stretch. You pulled the fat of your thighs away from your bulging pussy to compensate for the fact you couldn't get your hips wider, because you needed wider.

"Good girl, doing so good." James rubbed your side slowly. "Pant out this next one, let it stretch."

It hurt too much to let stretch, it was burning as it was and your stomach was cramping in need to get it out, but you found you couldn't disobey him. You leaned almost completely against his hands and panted, like a dog, with your tongue out and everything. You felt the head slowly come to a crown and you had to stop you eyes rolling back lest the doctor thinks there was something wrong or that you were just strange.

You head was out when you pushed again and it brought tears to your eyes. This one was so much bigger than your first, it got the cogs turning about how many large people your husband knew who would fuck you, it was a long list, just how you liked it. You nuzzled into your husband's side as you felt the shoulders turn excruciatingly inside you, his eyes darting between you and your slit.

"Hn- more-" was absolutely not what you intended to whine in a room with other people in it before continuing to push out your baby's shoulder but we all say odd things whilst we're in pain.

Your husband seemed to really enjoy it and stroked your hip lovingly as he watched. "Got a fat one in you, hm? Maybe I should find out which one and get them again." He whispered into your hair, you whined. "You look good with the bigger ones but next time you actually have to struggle, I'll make sure of it."

You were in love, you knew that but a reminder was always interesting and appreciated.

The rest of the body was pulled from you and he cried, the doctor set him down on your stomach and your husband put all of the pillows behind you so you could collapse into something comfortable while you met your new baby.

The summer Eve turned 19 should have been ruined the day her parents caught another girl in her room. One more month and she could finally live on her own in the apartment she had been looking at that she could afford with a retail job. It all came crashing down after her bedroom door swung open and within the week she was enrolled into the boarding school the next town over. 

With a glance in the bathroom mirror of her childhood home she didn’t recognize the girl staring back at her. She looked more like her birth name Evangeline and she hated it. Her eyes looked dull and lethargic without her makeup. Her eyes and lips didn’t pop. It felt odd not having her piercing to fiddle with when she was nervous. In another context she could make knee socks and a skirt work, but a woolen cardigan with a white button up was hideous.  Not a lick of black was on her besides her long, straight hair. 

And as she left her parents car into the full lot she cursed at the cars that flooded the lot. Of course the first day of her new life was a Saturday. 

Eve walked the perimeter of the church, hoping that she could remain incognito for the rest of the ceremony. As she wandered the spaces outside of the chapel she went up stairs and a long hallway. The sound of footsteps and conversation reduced to nothing while she reached a double door at its end.

She heard hushed voices from behind it, rapid movement, and the rustling of clothing. Eve could only make out the shadows at the crack between the doors but recognized bodies with long headdresses around one person. When Eve nudged the door open slightly she could see her blonde, curly locks within the sea of black headdresses as they swarmed around the front of the woman. Amongst the nuns the woman's bare skin was exposed for a second before clothing was thrown over her body.

With her ear pressed against the space Eve could barely make out the words.

“-doesn’t fit… Order another-”

“-month to deliver… not enough … Call tailor-”

“-take measurements… Can’t see her.”

She jumped as she felt the air of the door against the side of her head as it slammed. Eve briskly turned the corner at the end of the hallway and waiting.The noise settled down before she heard the old wooden door creak open. 

Only one pair of footsteps made her comfortable enough to hold her position. Eve stayed still as it got closer to the end of the hallway. The navy blue cardigan hung loose over the body of a young woman slightly shorter than Eve was. Blonde curls revealed themselves before brown eyes shot open as they met hers.

“Don't-!” The young woman looked up to see the school uniform on a new face. She gasped knowing how she looked with red cheeks and shiny eyes that she desperately tried to blink away. 

“Sorry…” The young woman stepped away and covered her side with her arm. She maintained her distance as she plucked against her loose sweater.

“No worries. I'm new here and I got a little lost. I’m Eve.”

“Magdelena… Um…” She stared at Eve with her brow furled, long enough for her to wonder if anybody could look more out of place in a boarding school’s uniform. Something fluttered in her chest looking at the new student that stood over her like she was from a completely different world, a glimpse from the outside world.

“You can call me Maggie.” 

Church bells rang and caught Maggie’s attention. Eve followed while they retraced their winding steps 

A quadrant of the church filled with pews of girls dawned in the same uniforms that Eve and the other student wore. As she scanned the students in front of her. It was obvious through height alone. Of the faces that Eve saw there wasn’t another student over 14 besides Maggie.

The priest took his place before the altar, and unprompted to Eve, everybody stood. She kept track of her placement with her future classmate by her side. 

They stood, they sat, they kneeled. Eve even followed her technique of carefully shuffling her hips down into the platform underneath and standing with her legs square to stand. 

Maggie wore visible discomfort on her face. Tasks that the seniors of the town did effortlessly were performed by Maggie laboriously until the two lagged behind the rest of the crowd. 

She panted heavily as she kicked up the platform again to rise to her feet. The others glared at her. The other girl rolled her weight uncomfortably, shifting her weight to either side of her body before finally rising to her feet. 

Her knees far apart while slumped on the wood. Maggie planted, keeled over her midsection. The platform refused to rise with Maggie's knees locked in place. White faced and with a bead of sweat running down her forehead. People started to stare. 

Without a hesitation Eve offered her arm. The young woman was heavier than she expected, her center of gravity anchored far in her core. Maggie returned to her feet shakily. She steadied herself protectively around her stomach only averting her hands when she caught Eve staring.  

Mass was dismissed and Maggie went to disappear into the halls of the church without a word. Without guidance, Eve followed. “Where are we going?” She asked.

“Please don't follow me.” She looked constantly over Eve’s shoulder and her own. “If they see that you’re talking to me they might-” 

“Hey.” Eve cut Maggie off with a stride and landed a little too close to her future classmate.

“I don't want to be here. There’s nothing anybody could do or say that’ll change that. If something's wrong I’m on your side.” Maggie had to look up to see Eve's eyes. So sure and unshakable was the woman before her.

“I promise.” 

Maggie took a deep breath.

“Follow me.” 

A dead beam of lights in janitors rooms that were overflowing with empty bottles of cleaning product 

Her ambiguous form underneath her large sweater came free as Maggie lifted her layers over her hips. An undersized button up that was unable to button over the centermost section of her midsection. And its hem was too short to hide her bare skin from poking out the shirt's bottom, unable to hide her stomach’s heavy, bulbous form. 

She undid the bottommost buttons on her top and lifted her layers over her body. Her skin stretched wide forward carrying the weight of a pregnant belly. 

Her panicked breath as she finally undid the buttons around her stomach allowed her belly to reveal itself to her classmate before her and occupy the space that it needed. 

“Woah…” Eve uttered. Maggie cringed,  fiddling with her hands and clumsily concealing herself with her simultaneously undersized and oversized layers. She made her best attempt to pull the bottoms of her button up over her skin, to no avail. 

“They sent me here when I told them I was pregnant.”

The room immediately felt smaller with the reveal of the third life residing inside of the stall. The two women stood in silence, neither knowing exactly what to say next.

“I keep on trying to take it day by day, but I’m just getting closer and closer to giving birth. I don’t know what to do.” 

The inevitability of childbirth made its way to the forefront of Eve's mind, confusion turned into anger. 

“So what? Teenage pregnancy isn’t difficult or humiliating enough? What kind of a church would do that?”

She knew that Eve was right. She was right about every second that had passed since she had gotten to their county’s baptist church. Eve was as correct as the conscience in the back of Maggie’s head. Before she could respond the tapping of wooden soles against old tile got closer to the basement bathroom

They’d surely see the two girls in the stall with Maggie’s button up ridded above her stomach.  Any support that Eve could offer would fail to get off the ground if the school knew that Eve knew already. 

“Sit on my lap.” Eve directed hastily. The porcelain creaked as Maggie leaned her weight into Eve.

“I’m sorr-”Eve brought a finger to Maggie’s lip before the entrance to the bathroom flew open.

The two held their breath as the wooden soles of the sisters clacked against the bathroom tile, methodically scanning for somebody’s presence. Maggie's legs trembled as the awkward weight of her body began to weigh on Maggie's thighs. Against her will she felt her legs begin to dip.

No Maggie thought to herself as her effort verbalized in her voice as she strained to keep her legs.

She gasped as she felt her legs elevate over her body with two soft hands supporting her thighs. Maggie’s skirt rode up and bunched at her waist revealing Eve’s hands pressed into her bare thighs. Eve cringed and mouthed an apology.

The bodies of the two young women stacked together. Holding Maggie's butt against her hips while holding her legs up and slightly open.

Eve shallow breaths against the back of Maggie’s neck. The back of Maggie's head against Eve’s face with her legs spread slightly before her. From the corner of Maggie’s eye she saw Eve’s tongue pressed against the corner of her lip. Her tongue pressed against the inside of her mouth nervously. Maggie’s eyes darted away when she realized she was staring at her lips.

The knocks at the door made the two women jump and the shadows of several pairs of feet surrounding the stall loomed just beyond the door. Eve took a deep exhale and waited for her breath to become clear.

“Occupied.” She announced. The voices at the door didn’t recognize the voice nor the long legs under the stall

“I hear a new voice. Evangeline? Is that you there?” Her fingers twitched against Maggie's thighs while she got ready to respond. 

“Yes. Again, I’m a little busy.”

“Of course, yes, let’s introduce ourselves later.” The crowd outside the door began to shuffle away from the bathroom.

“You haven’t seen one of your classmates, have you?” A pair of feet appeared under the stall again. The voice mere feet and a thin wall of plastic away from the two girls. “A young woman your age with blonde hair?” 

A suspicious amount of time passed before Eve cleared her throat. “I said I’m taking a shit. GET OUT!” Her booming voice forced the rest of the bodies out the door, leaving all but the souls that entered the stall first.

Their hearts pounded, hoping that neither could feel the others that reverberated their ribcage. The more Maggie relaxed her shoulders the more she felt her body sink into Eve. 

Her chest pressed into Maggie's back. So close to the body of another young woman. Maggie was lighter than Eve anticipated, but her weight was centralized densely on an area of her hips. Eve stared under her at the pregnant woman's position, her legs spread open with her stretched out skirt between them to admire her size from Maggie’s point of view. Eve couldn't ignore the scale of the woman's body before her. Thoughts flooded her mind while she looked; how it felt to carry the mass bound to her hips, to hide a life she had to grow in secret inside of her. 

“You think they’re gone?” Eve asked from between the crook of Maggie's neck. 

“We should wait a few minutes…” Maggie whispered. “-to be safe.”

When the footsteps cleared from outside Eve helped lower Maggie’s trembling legs onto the tile floor gently. They appreciated the dimness of the ding lights of the basement while they slowly escaped from the bathroom stall.

“Thank you for telling me. Um… If you need any help, with the baby, or anything… I’m here.”

“I… Thank you…” 

~

It didn’t take long for Eve to notice Maggie’s absence. She took the last unoccupied bed in the students dorm and she was nowhere to be seen during open periods. By the second day without seeing her in the courtyards she asked around.

“There's another older student. Maggi-I mean-Magdelena?” 

Each girl offered a different reaction. 

“Now that you mention it, we see her a lot less these days.”

“She gets a lot of extra lessons with the sisters.”

“Yeah! I think she's going to become a nun!”

The uncertainty gave Eve a bad feeling. She wondered where they would hide a pregnant student outside of the meal and class times that Eve saw her. If the didn’t act quickly days could turn into weeks, and she wasn’t sure how many more she had to get closer to Maggie.

On the other end, Eve was just as elusive seeming to disappear for hours at a time that would spur panic amongst the boarding school teachers. The name of the oldest student flooded the conversation. They corroborated her stories from public schooling, they lambasted her for dozing off in classes, everybody seemed to have an opinion about Eve. Everybody but Maggie. 

A pen rolled over by Maggie’s feet, interrupting her thoughts. Before she began the treacherous journey to pick it up she saw Eve’s long black hair coming back up to place it on her desk. At the clip a slip of paper attached to it.

On that tiny slip of paper held the first three words Maggie didn’t know she was waiting to hear. A combination of loneliness and hormones could make her cry at the tiny gesture. 

‘How are you?’

She was fiddling with her pencil when Maggie turned behind to find her, satisfied to have finally caught her attention. Eve found something new to focus on across the classroom as Maggie’s pencil moved constantly against her notebook for the rest of the lecture until they were dismissed and Maggie was taken away from the dorms again. When Eve approached her locker at the end of the day she found a page of paper filled with writing

The hand writing started off bold and easy to read as its writer talked about the lesson. How bored she was. Of food that she wished she had. Of how lonely it felt when she wasn’t in classes.

The letter kept on going until her neat handwriting became a jumbled mess of sentences crammed between the lines. Eve made out the last words on the page.  

‘I hope my baby is alright.’

Eve read the letter many times over as she laid in her dorm room bed with the other girls. She opened her blank notebook for the first time and began to write her response. She rambled like Maggie did, how she couldn’t even start to relate, how sad she felt towards the young girls in the dorm room, what, or rather, who she did to get her parents to enroll her into the same school. That it was her sexuality that landed her here in the first place. 

Eve found her outside of the lockers without a nun in sight. It seemed like they found a place to finally see each other, if even for a moment between classes. .Relief painted on Maggie's face, followed by a twinge of embarrassment.

“It wasn’t too much, right?” 

“Of course not. It’s the most interesting thing that’s happened since I’ve gotten here.” Eve shuffled for the loose papers in her folder. “Thanks for the notes.” Eve winked nestled within the blank sheets of instructions and bible passages was another piece of lined paper. 

“And… I got you something when I was out.” 

A plastic bag wrapped around a small trove that folded under its weight. In Maggie’s eyes it glowed. An inventory of treats curated from her rambling from a page of notes. Sweets, chips and drinks, all far from the concessions and odd budget treats that the church gave to the students. 

“They’re going to be looking for me soon.” Maggie sighed. Eve shrugged. 

“I’ll see you tomorrow, alright?” 

Maggie’s eyes brightened as she clenched the letter that Eve gave her. She felt a flutter in her chest that was lost on her in her solitude. 

Every day they honored this agreement. 

Maggie through these pages. For she’d have to settle with the information about herself. Revealing details about themselves in little pages of notes and talking by the lockers.

Her thoughts about Maggie's letters didn't end. After the light came off. As she closed her eyes. Her heart pounded like everything inside of her was begging to be touched. Weeks passed quickly, her mind flooded with a very attractive woman her age.

She thought about how well her body was hidden behind the uniform beyond those sagging layers. She pictured what it would’ve felt like to press up against her again, to look down and see her body from her point of view in all of its fecundity. Has her body grown since they last talked? How much? 

She found herself shifting against her mattress. Weeks of her disrupted routine caught up to her and lit a fire that she wouldn’t think to stoke in the dorm. Eve silently got up from her bed and out of the dorms. The floorboards creaked from underneath her as she stepped into the chapel lit dimly by the moon. She stayed still so her steps wouldn’t make any noise as she surveyed the area. 

Bathrooms? No, somebody could come in there.She arrived at a wooden box with curtains on either end. A fault tapping far away. She only recognized what the sound was before it came too close to make her escape. 

Footsteps.

They navigated surgically throughout the church, avoiding all of the creaks under them. Eve held her breath as the figure purposefully approached the closed door of the booth and entered onto the other side. The wooded benches creaked as the person took a seat just feet away from her. 

“Hello father, are you there?” Eve’s eyes grew wide, recognizing Maggie’s voice from a meshed pane and a curtain away. 

Her voice broke into shaky laughter. “I don’t know why now would be any different”

Wherever she was she knew she shouldn’t be. Should it be better to reveal herself immediately? To go to their rooms like nothing happened? She opened her mouth to speak but was cut off. 

“What type of god are you? I’ve begged and prayed, more than I ever did when I was a little girl. Not just for my sake, but for my child. And all I receive is loneliness and isolation.”

A shaky sigh filled the silence. 

“I wish I could say I’ve sinned. She’s the first person who hasn’t punished me for getting pregnant. The most loved I felt since-” The gentle rustling of cloth against flesh. Eve’s mind could only imagine what was going on through the screened wall between them. She choked out a sob that rattled in her chest with deep regret.  

Eve’s breaths felt like they echoed against the walls. She felt like it could be nothing short of a miracle that she couldn’t hear her from the spaces between the wooden pane. 

“If I could say I did what I wanted and made love with another woman. Just so I can know what’d happen if I sinned again. The punishment couldn’t be much worse. .If I up and fucked Eve! Hah-As if she’d want me like this…”

Maggie gasped as she heard the gentle knocks of the door of the confession booth. The loose hinges caused the door to slide open with the slightest touch, and with the growing space she saw Eve’s head poke into the door.

“If she did?”

Maggie was in her night gown. While the back was loose down to her ankles that sat stretched out to her knees. It took real time for Maggie to hide herself the sound of her belly rubbing against her legs as she closed her thighs. Maggie could only slump into her seat with embarrassed silence, her last sentence replaying in her head a hundred times over. 

“D-did you hear?” 

“Mhm. the whole thing.” She let the curtain fall behind her. 

“Doing what you want, with who you want. With me? Is that right?” Her reassurance brought out its unmistakable truth. The setting brought out the most of Maggie’s words, in the face of the woman whose words were directed towards she wanted to be honest. 

“I do want you, Maggie.” She reached her hand in the dark and found her hand against Maggie’s cheek. Her palm became damp with Maggie’s tears. Her chin tilted slightly towards the voice in the dark confession booth. “Do you want to find out what’ll happen together?”

Maggie sighed. “I don’t know what I’m doing…” She admitted with one hand against her baby bump. 

“All you have to know is when to tell me to stop. Can you do that for me?”. 

A soft “Mhm!” escaped her throat as Maggie nodded enthusiastically 

Eve's knees descended to the archaic wooden floor. A closed booth in the night meant their eyes would never adjust to their closed surroundings. Eve didn’t need the light to navigate another woman’s body. 

The same loose nightgown that Eve was wearing. Though it felt loose on her, it was stretched taut in every direction of Maggie’s body. Eve got down on her knees, letting her fingers draw the outline of Maggie’s body as she went down before reaching the hem of her nightwear.

The cloth clung to Maggie’s thighs  as Eve lifted it over her knees. The curviness of her hips were nearly twice as wide as hers and her eyes were drawn to the stretched skin where they connected to her belly. Maggie shifted her exposed legs 

Maggie's exhales were shaky in anticipation. She lifted the weight on her hips to assist Eve with sliding her underwear down one of her ankles. 

Eve let out a gasp as she went between Maggie’s legs. The proof of her fertility that nestled over her head. Her plump pussy dominated her face. Unlike anybody Eve had ever gone down on. Her scent was intoxicating. She could drown inside of Maggie, and with weeks of celibacy she was ready to. 

A chesty whimper escaped with her teasing. 

Eve’s lips planted a line of kisses against Maggie’s inner thighs to get her acquainted with her mouth. Maggie moaned, feeling the soft, full lips of a woman working their way between her legs. Her chest felt like it was floating with a slight tickling sensation while she opened her legs wider. Her belly filled the open space until it touched the side of Eve’s face, hanging low as if begging for attention as well. 

Eve felt the hip movements of her lover, her middle finger found the crook of her opening right under her clit, up and down before ending up at the spot where she started. 

The sound of her wetness between her plump, swollen folds filled the air. If her face wasn’t eclipsed by her massive belly Eve could see the redness of her face through the darkness.

Her bare sex was exposed. The expecting woman quivered at every one of Eve’s exhales. Her pussy that was begging to be stroked. She pulsed against every one of Eve’s breaths as her opening begged for attention. With two fingers parked against her lips, she sank into Maggie’s pillowy folds. 

“Mnnnnhhh!” her back arched, levitating her heavy midsection from her seat. Maggie’s hot insides welcomed Eve’s fingers that clenched around Eve’s fingers. Her insides ripened with pregnancy refusing to let go. Even in the dark Eve’s hands were masterful, drawing the form of Maggie’s vulva while Eve teased her opening. She tasted the fluids that drippled out as Eve continued to finger her. 

Maggie's breath hitched when she felt movement deep within her stomach. Her baby began to kick in response to the strongest surges of pleasure Maggie felt in many months. Her skin stretched in opposite directions while the sensations made her unborn child shift positions inside of their mother.

Her body was at the liberty of the child inside of her and the woman servicing her between her legs. Eve’s fingers glided in and out of her. The pumps of her fingers rippled against Maggie's thighs as her pussy took Eve effortlessly to the base of her knuckles. Eve watched her fingers go in and out of Maggie closely, knowing that at the tip of her fingers was the area her baby was growing.

Maggie gasped as Eve’s fingers popped free. Her hips grinded in the air subconsciously

Her heavy hips that she once felt on her lap. They were steady against her face. This far between Maggie’s legs she could look up and the midsection that hung heavily against her face. It dominated everything that she could see, larger than her head and heavy. She had to lift her belly to find a comfortable place to nestle her face. 

With Maggie's pregnant belly parked against her forehead she could feel every breath against her. Maggie’s shaky legs and her heels climbed against the booth. Both knees pressed up against the cramped walls. She could feel the baby moving against her forehead as their mother contorted under her tongue. 

Eve’s breath hitched, overwhelmed with the body of a woman swollen full of life before her. The way Maggie looked motherly with both hands on her belly drove her mad to indulge a partner in such a condition. Eve lifted her gown and put her hand between her legs, slid her underwear to the side, and began rubbing herself to the fullness that surrounded her head. 

Maggie's mind went fuzzy at the thought that being eaten was for Eve’s pleasure as much as her own. A sexual young woman. Eve read every one of her breaths. The quickening of her tongue to go faster. The spots that made her clench her thighs and roll.

“Nhhg- fuck-!’ Maggie's high pitched squeals filled the booth.

Adorable. Eve thought as she worked herself between her legs faster. 

The feeling of the smooth, tight skin of her heavy stomach was intoxicating. She could feel every breath, every pulse of life from within Maggie as she pleasured her. Big kicks from inside shifting the direction of her belly as her baby rampaged inside of her. 

Eve drew her tongue across her opening and ending with an audible suckle of her labia. Her tongue moved in accordance to every hitch of Maggie's breath. Eve devoured her thoroughly, indulging herself with Maggie's ripe body. She’d never experienced a lover’s body both so full and so sensitive. Her sensitivity, her swollen womb in Eve’s hands and all of that pressure in her pelvis. 

“I’m re-mmmnnghhh-I’m so close.” Eve’s fingers walked over the bottom of her lower stomach.

Maggie began to hump her face. Her movements twitchy and heavy that pushed Eve’s head back and mashed her tongue into her lover’s pelvis. Maggie could feel Eve's lips tighten around her. 

“Use my face to cum.” Eve’s voice came from tight lips. Her excitement was tangible as she let out a low moan before putting her mouth to Maggie’s pussy once more. 

Her request was tantalizing. Maggie's ankles clasped around the back of Eve’s head. Her calves rubbed together as her thighs made a mess of Eve’s hair. Every other breath smothered Eve’s airways with Maggie’s skin 

Both of her arms carried the weight to hold her pregnant body behind her. She thought of Eve’s soft lips while she grinded her hips to remember the features of Eve’s pretty face between her legs. Her knees retracted into her body, smushing Eve’s head against her tightened squirming belly.The weight of her hips swayed unapologetically, grinding pleasure out from her new partner. Her thrusts where a freight train with her heavy round grinded recklessly into Eve’s head. 

“Ahh-ahh-AAAAAAHH!”Her squeals of elation were loud enough to hear the acoustics of the steeple outside. Eve’s lips tightened around her as the two women came together in the confession both.

Her belly squeezed and contorted as she came, Contracted ab muscles drew the shape of a downward facing body inside of her. Deep breaths returned it to its original rounded shape as Maggie slumped backwards into the confession booth. Slowly Eve removed her from the crevice between Maggie’s thigh and belly.

The two took reeling chesty gasps as Maggie finally lowered her bare legs against Eve’s shoulders. Eve wiped the sides of her mouth and licked the fluids off of her fingers. As the more experienced lesbian pulled away she admired how beautiful Maggie looked when she was satisfied in her pregnant body. 

The entrance of the confession booth drew Eve’s figure in the moonlight. She looked divine in her own nightgown. Maggie’s eyes adjusted to the dark in her post orgasm state. She came closer and pressed her damp lips against Maggie’s forehead, for a moment she could be convinced Eve was an angel.

Their faces came closer. 

Then they heard more footsteps. Nearly a dozen feet spread across the church's creaky floorboards.

“We have to go!” Maggie cried, sliding her underwear haphazardly. 

The two turned towards the common dorms to find the hallway patrolled by multiple nuns. “Come into my room!” Eve followed her into the stairs into the hallway she wandered into her first day at the school. Halfway up the stairs they made eye contact with a sea of black robes. As they turned around, another party caught up behind them. 

~

The morning after the girls were sent to their rooms they were silent. With no notes to exchange

The two girls exchanged glances, knowing there had to be some punishment for being caught with each other after curfew. The rest of their class continued to trickle in the first of the morning. 

“Before we get started. Evangeline, may you please come to the front of the class?”

Every conversation stopped in its tracks. Eve looked around to all the faces looking at her with dread, most of all, Maggie's, whose color had been drained from her peach skin. The creaking of the floorboards had never been loaded as she took the steps that elevated her to the forefront of the classroom. 

“Evangeline was caught last night, influencing our own Magdelena to come with her late into the night. Please face the class.”

Something whistled against the air, the air that cracked against the back of her thighs with a force that felt like it sliced her legs open.

“FUCK!” Eve screamed 

Before she could recover the cane wound up again, the second strike echoed against the brick walls as Eve cursed and wailed. The pain sucked the air out of her lungs and forced her to keel over against the desk. Repeatedly striking against her only area of burned skin. The class remained silent, the room filling only with the strikes against Eve’s skin. She couldn’t see the thing that struck her skin

The only thing worse than the pain was the humiliation. The students knew this was the punishment of even trying to talk to Maggie. Through blurry eyes she looked for something to make it stop. Her hands sprawled looking for something, anything to swing back at the sister with.

Her skin was aflame. Another strike would break her skin. 

“Stop!” 

Eve didn’t need to look up to recognize the voice. The seat in the back of the classroom as the oldest student before her clumsily rose to her feet. Maggie’s journey to the front of the classroom made the nun take many steps away from Eve.

“Stay where you are!” In the corner of Eve’s eye she could see the sister back away with her bamboo cane in hand. The nodes of the wood that struck her like barbs.

“I told her to meet me. In my condition its getting harder to-”

“That's enough!” The words came out in desperation, as if they would stop at anything to make sure Maggie didn't speak another word. Mutters broke out around the classroom.  

The base of the cane tapped the ground for a moment. A sigh of frustration that only Eve was close enough to hear left the nuns' lips.

“Both of you, be seated.” 

Maggie waited for Eve to limp into her arms. She held her arm and walked at the pace of her slow waddle with a protective hand over her hip. 

“I’m sorry…” she pleaded upon seeing Eve’s teary, red eyes.

“Thank you.” Eve muttered between sobs.

~

After the bell rang 20 times Eve looked out onto the courtyard. A room at the corner of the building. The lights flickered on and off twice before the blinds opened. 

She climbed up the tile columns. Her button up and cardigans obviously stained from the weathered stone. She slung a plastic bag over the window before swinging her leg into the room and rolling in. 

Maggie leaned against her bed, swaying gently like the open curtains of the window with her brow slightly curled. She took a deep breath while rubbing her belly against her night gown.Her eyes opened with genuine surprise to see Eve so soon.

“So this is where they leave you.” Eve said, slinging another back of snacks into Maggie’s room. She was running out of places to put the trash from her previous cravings. 

“You’re not even trying to hide these anymore, huh?”

“They’ve been leaving me a lot more since almost revealing my pregnancy to everybody.” 

“You’re getting bold. I like that.” Eve looked, “You’re really not going to confirmation classes.” 

“Oh yeah. There’s no way they could hide me from everybody else at a new place. It’s too risky for them.” Maggie’s eyes immediately shot open.

“Forget about me! What’re they going to do when they realize you’re not in the group?”

“They counted my head on the bus. I just slipped out when they weren’t looking. All they know, I finally ran away.”

Maggie chuckled with how casually Eve admitted to slipping away from the offsite trip. She threw around her pillows and lifted up her phone from the pile. “Look what I’ve managed to get from scaring them with my pregnancy.” She smirked

Eve flopped on the only bed, which had been taken over by the school's isolated pregnant student. 

Maggie’s phone was still on to a picture of Maggie in her most natural look dawned with all of her piercings and dark makeup. Maggie went back and forth from the picture to the woman in front of her.

“Oh! That’s what you’re always licking!” She said, pointing to the piercing on the corner of her lip.

“Yeah, that was my first. I didn’t realize how much I did that until I got-”  Maggie looked at her expectantly. “Until I met you.” 

“Let me pull up my instagram!” Posed up next to all of her friends. Her hair was longer. All of the pictures with relatives that wore crosses, family portraits next to churches. For a prolific poster it felt eerie to see the flow of posts suddenly end. With Maggie in front of her, recalling all of the memories caught on picture she felt a little better. 

“I forgot I looked like that.” Maggie said, looking down at the body that had changed remarkably over the long months. SHe lifted her gown up above her shirt to Eve’s surprise. Her eyes darted away as her hands ran up and down the length of her belly before lingering around her hips. 

When Eve readied herself to stare at Maggie’s bare body she saw her bump descend far below her hips, weighing heavily down into her pelvis. “Woah, that’s a lot lower than it’s been.”

“Yeah, they feel a lot lower in my hips lately. I'm getting so big. Its just…” Her hands hovered around her midsection as her hushed voice held back a squeal of excitement. 

“Ahhh! It's so there!” Excitement to talk about her unborn child. Eve looked at her with admiration in her eyes, trying to shake away the feelings of seeing Maggie glow over her body. By the time she noticed her tick begin it was already too late. 

Maggie’s eyes narrowed with a smile. “Are you getting turned on?”

“What?”

“You can’t lie to me, I already know your tell!” Eve’s pale cheeks flushed red being read so easily. For Eve’s reputation she wondered how many others have seen such an expression on her face. 

“You make being pregnant look really pretty…”

Maggie clasped Eve's hands and pressed them against her bare stomach, allowing her to feel her warm, delicate womb fluttering with life. The beauty of her pregnant body on full display and her own miracle that she nurtured. Maggie craved the taller girl’s touch. 

Eve shifted closer in the bed to carry Maggie’s body. They were finally in each other's arms. They felt each other's warmth. The weight of motherhood that Eve carried in her hands. 

“Wait.”

“What's wrong?”

“We have the whole school to ourselves. Do you want to… use the whole school?” 

Maggie learned into Eve's ear. 

“... is that crazy?” 

The heavy door creaked as its handle was turned. For the first time she didn’t worry about who could hear her. Her pregnancy, proof of Maggie's child that she carried was finally allowed to be revealed in the school. 

The place that had been a prison for. Maggie felt like open air in Eve’s presence. These feelings were overwhelming in the expecting mother as she buzzed down the hall they first met. 

It felt like Eve could finally stretch her legs. Free to do what she wanted she found herself with the adulthood she dreamed of with a woman by her side. She turned to see her giddy stride made considerable distance from her pregnant lover. Eve held back laughter as she doubled back to Maggie slowed by her waddle. 

“Ah-hahahaha!” Maggie’s laughter filled the old church. “We’re alone! We’re actually alone!”

Their giggles filled their hallway with their heavy footsteps, chasing each other light moonlight through the cathedral like succubi for the other. Before stopping at the front of the prayer hall. Maggie stuck her fingers in the holy water tub and facetiously laid a prayer to the father, son, and holy spirit. Before splashing the droplets holy water at Eve.

“Tsss.” Eve hissed like the sound of evaporating as she pretended to be repelled by the droplets. Maggie giggled before Eve by the hand and guided her into the empty hall. She couldn’t remember the last time she walked so quickly, needing to place her other hand atop her belly to keep  from swaying. Eve lagged behind, guided by the pregnant students' excited skips as she admired her lover brimming with excitement as she saw somebody closer to who Maggie was before the school.

The two stopped by the carpet by the altar. “This is where they usually put the arch for weddings.” Maggie looked behind her, beaming at the woman following her down the carpet. 

“Hehe, I feel like a bride walking down the aisle.” 

As Eve followed she slowed as Maggie did, she let go of her hand and put both against her stomach and let out a deep breath with her eyes closed. “Woah, are you okay?” Eve asked, protectively coming to her side. 

“Yeah. I just moved a little quickly.” Maggie sighed as she caught her breath. She turned behind her, sheepishly approaching the girl who managed to stay by her side. “Nevermind me! You're all wet…”  

As much as she tried to hide it, her hands were shaking as they approached her collar, hovering before touching her uniform. Maggie’s hands lifted up Eve’s cardigan over her body, pulling up her shirt over her stomach, the first piece of bare skin Maggie had seen of Eve. 

Her slow, steady hands popped the buttons on Eve’s top as if she was counting the buttons it would take to free Eve's body. She lifted off the buttoned up curtains away from Eve's body. Her belly pressed into Eve slightly to get close enough to unclasp her bra. This close to her face she saw the pink in her cheeks  She shifted the cups from her perky tits, leaving Eve topless in front of the empty chapel.

Maggie’s tentative fingers explored Eve’s body. She forgot what a flat stomach had felt like. 

“I think you'd be really pretty pregnant, too.”

Eve's breath hitched as her lower stomach was stroked by the back of Maggie's fingers. The pregnant woman's stomach laid boldly between them, demanding either woman's attention. If her stomach was sensitive now she wondered how Maggie’s in its heavy, bulging form, 

Maggie’s eyelids fluttered as Eve’s hands snuck up from under her stretched out top. She craved her touch from their last escapade and leaned into her fingers to show her graciousness.

Eve began to undo the buttons on Maggie's uniform. Each button releasing the tension of the growing body it tried to hide. Her collar sprang open to her growing bust that popped free and filled her bra the way her chest needed. She got to the final buttons and her garments began to slide over her shoulders before being caught around her belly. A stare, and a pause before Eve unclasped the final link that slid her shirt over her shoulders.

Soft and heavy, their size spilled from Eve's fingertips as she tried to support the expectant mothers massive tits. In the dark she felt the extenuating pores from around her areolas before getting to her erect nipples. 

The more she played with her sensitive, rubbery nips she felt a moisture pad against her fingertips with a gasp. “Sorry, they’ve started leaking.” Eve felt her mouth water to the wetness on her fingertips before taking them away from Maggie's sensitive breasts. 

“You're so soft… And curvy.” The wandering hands of a sapphic virgin. “I want to kiss you so badly…” Eve holding Maggie’s blond curls while Maggie let Eve’s jet black hair flow between her fingertips 

Their bodies melted together as they were finally given each other’s presence uninterrupted. Weeks of questioning and desire built up in one night of an empty church that oppressed the two of them. Their breasts fitting into place against the others cleavage for their lips came together.

The feeling of another woman’s lips made Maggie feel like she could fly. Her fingers wanted to sink into all of the skin on Eve’s long legs. She wanted to clasp her arms around her narrow waist and never let go. 

Fingers roamed around nude bodies.The woman before her wasn’t a before picture of her pregnancy, but a new body entirely. Eve admired the curve of her stomach right under her hips. To her sides were hips that had widened in preparation for childbirth. Heavy breasts that sagged under their own weight. Soft enough to roll between her fingers. In the dim light Eve saw her body decorated in stretchmarks 

Their noises echoed throughout the chapel. Walls that were usually filled with prayer now echoed with their simultaneous moans. Maggie found herself looking over her shoulder to see dozens of people entering the church, but in Eve’s hands they disappeared. Eve kissed her like she was the only thing that mattered, herself and her child, who Eve had placed a hand over as she came close.

They pulled away panting before stumbling against the side of the altar. Their foreheads against each other.

She came closer to her partner again, taking Maggie into her arms as close as their hips could get. The two swayed gently, feeling Maggie's bump nestle safely between them.

“I want to know who you were before this place.”

“I want to show you.” Maggie got close enough to her to feel the warmth of each other. She leaned her belly into Eve, feeling her partner yield to the part of Maggie she was so fixated on. “I'll make it more obvious than it already is.” 

She pinned her against the altar and guided her down against the soft carpet. Eve submitting under the weight of Maggie’s pregnant belly. Maggie's heart fluttered at how beautiful Eve looked under her, in a pool of jet black hair and awe she felt straddled by her pregnant partner. 

“This is the position I got pregnant in.” Maggie chuckled. Eve felt no better than a teenage boy. If it was Maggie on top of her she would’ve gotten her pregnant too. Maggie’s hips clumsily grinded into hers, her desperation in her pregnant body charmingly hot as her belly rolling against her desired the next hump that would take her breath away. 

Maggie leaned forward to descend over Eve's body but was stopped by her bump that flattened slightly against Eve. She let her tits hang over Eve's face, moaning softly every time her nipples grazed Eve's cheeks. Eve felt a streak of warm fluid draw against her face before Maggie jolted up.

“Ah! My milk!” Maggie gasped. “I'm getting your face wet.” Eve rubbed the wet trail on her cheek and put those fingers on her mouth. There was enough colostrum on her face to taste the fresh nutiness Maggie’s body began creating for her child. The intimacy of sucking from a mothers breast wasn’t lost on either woman, the two looked equally as shocked that the other enjoyed it as much as they did. “Can you feed me more?”

Maggie swallowed and lowered her leaky nipple towards Eve’s mouth. She arched her back and sighed leaned forward for her heavy breast to flatten against Eve’s lips. The suction of her lips connected the two together as Eve fed with her body. She rocked back and forth while she was pleasured from the stimulation against her nipples. Her forehead furrowed, Maggie’s belly parked between them started to stiffen at the stimulus yet her hips did not stop.

An audible pop as Maggie released from her lap. Warm and taut. Their hips trembled against each other. Eve’s lips were covered in milk and Maggie’s eyes were lost in a lusty daze. Maggie’s knees crawled themselves down from Eve’s lap.

“You poor thing. That has to be rough on your knees.” Eve doted.  She removed the cushions tied on the chairs behind the altar and set them down for a comfortable surface for Maggie to support her heavy body. Her body came unbalanced with a giggle as she landed softly on the pillows. 

“Eve.” She said from her side. Maggie set one heel flat on the ground and splayed herself open in the position most comfortable for her heavy body. ”Please fuck me.” 

Eve paused for a moment. Not for her sake, but for her partners. She began to straddle Maggie’s leg and held up her other leg in a position that rested naturally for her pregnant body. Maggie's heart pounded as she laid on her side, unsure of what to expect. Eve walked her legs between Maggie's getting closer to her sex. 

This close to her nude, delicate body Eve knew she’d never want to love anybody better than she did in this moment. 

The heat between her legs that she wanted to share with the poor pregnant woman trapped inside this church. She thought of this moment since the day they met, the day that she could show Maggie a new world.

With a push of Eve’s hips their pelvis connected each other's bodies together. The more she pushed her hips the bore she sunk into Maggie's plush pussy until their lips flattened together. 

“Mnhhhhh~” Maggie moaned. She felt like she was losing her virginity again. 

The sound of their sexes was audible as they pulled away like wet kisses. Their vulvaes each try to swallow each other whole. They shared the warmth as each of their entrances became slick to the other’s wetness.

The thigh Eve carried was heavy. When she looked down there was a lot of woman between her legs. Her eyes were nearly shut with the corner of her lips curled up in the most blissful slumber. Her belly was carried by the cushions on the ground. If there was a woman she wanted to spoil it was Maggie. To carry her sins that way nobody else had. 

Eve’s laborious whimpers flowed with dedication. Maggie’s body felt worshipped after nearly 10 months of being hidden. Her question in the confession booth was answered. The punishment of sin was worth feeling this way between Eve’s legs. 

The wetness of her nipples began to dribble down the side of her breasts as their bodies rocked back and forth with Eve's thrusts, soaking into the cushions beneath them. Maggie kept a hand on Eve's hips as she thrusted, feeling her curves rhythmically roll to nestle each other into their bodies.

Everywhere she thrust she was met with Maggie’s warm embrace. The touch of a soon to be mother Her body was fluid, rolling with the weight of the fruits of her pregnancy. 

Their breaths synced while mounting pleasure bloomed within them. Lost in the moment she found her hand atop something firm and round. With every bump and grind she felt how her movements swayed Maggie’s body. She pictured the little life that Maggie had grown in her body, the love and dutiful effort of a mother hidden away behind the church's walls. Maggie kept Eve’s hand over her unborn child.

Maggie’s brow clenched as the round between them began to tighten. Her chesty, guttural groans got louder as Eve felt her body climb to elation. Atop Maggie’s bump their fingers interlocked to share the pleasure they found together. 

“Ah-ah-ahhhoooouuuuu!” Eve vocalized as she mustered the rest of the control in her hips between Maggie’s legs. Eve caught herself with a hand before her body gave in. Thighs trembling as she leaned softly against Maggie's body. 

“A-AAAhhh~!” A chesty yelp escaped Maggie’s throat as her body twisted and contorted between Eve’s legs while her stomach receded sharply into her body. 

She let out a sharp cry when both women heard what sounded like a  water balloon popping inside of Maggie. In an instant a rush of fluids spilled from inside of Maggie all at once. Eve jolted backwards against the warm water that cascaded onto her thigh and continued to dribble out from between her lovers legs. 

They stared at the fluid that stained the red carpet in stunned silence.

“Was… did you squirt?” 

“I’ve never squirted in my life…” 

Instead of slowly recovering as Maggie had before she stayed in position. With a hand over her stomach gripping at her belly as she receded into her core. The movement, the pressure, the dropping, it all caught up to Maggie in her one moment of release surrounded by nobody but Eve.

“U-unghhh!” She writhed on the floor, trying to protect her own child for the contracting of her full term belly. “My-my water broke! Ahhh-AAAAHH!” She cried. A contraction seized her midsection mercilessly, as if her body recognized an opportunity to give birth in safety.

“Maggie, we gotta get you to the hospital.” She said, gathering their clothes from the floor. She was stopped by Maggie fighting through her labor pains to grab her forearm.

“No, no! Please, Eve, they're not gonna let you stay!” Eve halted and turned around. 

“The hospital, they’re-Aannnggh!! They’re gonna make you leave! I can’t-I can't do this without you.” She felt how Maggie desperately clung onto her. Fear and adrenaline were in her eyes. She thought of how much of her pregnancy she had to go through alone already. She knew she could be making a mistake, but how could she leave her alone when it was for her to give birth?

Eve bit her cheeks. “Do you feel like you need to push?” She said as she joined Maggie on her knees. 

She shook her head “They feel like the worst cramps ever.”

Eve cringed. “Okay. Maybe don’t push yet.”

She couldn’t hide the pains that were bothering her for the last few hours any longer. Her face scrunched. “Unnnnnnnghhhhh!” She grunted from deep within her chest.

Her neck flexed and her teeth clenched. Her thick, wavy hair began to cling to her forehead and dampen with her sweat. As she fought against something that predated her religion. It was only when she realized how much noise she made at the end of her contraction that made her body come back down to earth. 

“I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.” she cried weakly, embarrassed for the situation that made her appear less than flattering. 

“Don’t apologize. Those are really pretty noises.” Eve reassured her laboring partner.

“Let's get you upright. Can you stand?”  Maggie stared at her core between her legs, exhausted from the pains that were working against her all night. She shook her head helplessly. 

“How about your knees?” Maggie took Eve’s hand reluctantly, and on a count of three the two women rose up to their knees with each other in their arms. 

Maggie’s eyes grew wide when she felt the full force of gravity act upon the head that spread her insides open. She clung to Eve while her body moved into action beyond her control. 

“It's slipping outtttt.” Maggie slurred as she squeezed into her birthing partner’s body.

“What??”

“Mmmmmfffghoming out!!” As her pleas turned inaudible Eve scrambled to look between her legs to find anything that Maggie could be talking about. Despite a descended orb that laid at the very base of her stomach there was nothing exposed. 

“I-is it out?” Maggie asked desperately. Eve wished that the answer was yes. Maggie was desperate and exhausted while she looked for any answer as to what her body was doing. “I… Don’t see anything yet.” 

The laboring woman let out a groan in frustration at the pain she already experienced. 

“I can check inside of you if you can handle it?” 

Maggie nodded tentatively as she shifted her knees one at a time to open her legs, unsure if she could ever move from her position again. The vagina of a woman she just had sex with. Maggie bit her lips and braced herself as Eve's fingers entered her slowly. 

Her digits flinched as they made contact with something round inside of Maggie.Just inches inside of Maggie’s vagina was a wet, solid sphere that spread the young woman's walls open. The lip of her cervix was nowhere to be found.

“What is it?” She asked upon seeing Eve's startled face. Her hands left her lover's body, not forgetting the feeling that was just at the tip of her fingertips. “The head is right there.

After a few minutes Maggie’s deep breaths became strained. Her chin raised to the ceiling as if bracing herself against her own body. “Nnngh! It's different” Maggie choked out as her attention was pulled to the energy that gripped her core. 

“Preeeshuree. There's so much pressure!” Her voice strained and cut off in her throat. It felt like she was going to explode if she continued to wait. 

“Okay Maggie, push!” 

Maggie went silent as she bore down. Her forehead scowled and her cheeks puffed with air. The slightest pressure relieved as she felt the sphere inside of her spread its way through her birth canal. But replacing it was a stinging burn as her lips began to part around the head. Her breath caught as she tried to recover, and before she was ready the contraction was already over. 

Her breathing paced as she felt the wasted energy of the head locking back inside of her. Fear manifested around her grip around Eve's shoulders. She needed a minute to collect herself, to tell herself that everything was going to be okay.

But her body wouldn’t listen. 

Her body fought to get her baby out, whether or not she was ready. And what felt like a moment later another contraction ripped through her unprepared body. The pressure accumulated against her midsection while the pain of her opening seized her.

“IT HURTS SO MUCH.” She thrashed in Eve’s arms. Her support loosening as her body involuntarily tried to run from the pain. Panic and agony controlled her tightened body. She until her voice went hoarse. For as much as the struggle the body hadn’t progressed an inch.

“Maggie. I need you to relax, okay?” Her voice trolled, her hips swayed wildly trying to move the pressure that mounted between her pelvis.She was scared of the force that was moving inside of her that threatened to open her up. She was frustrated by how little she had moved from giving birth to her baby and where her folds halted there was a burning that overwhelmed her senses.

“I feel like I’m doing a bad job.” She sobbed. Tears ran down her face. The anxiety of the next contraction was on her mind. 

“No-no! You’re having a baby, Maggie.” Eve said, cupping her head. “You're doing a good job. Say you're doing a good job.”

“Mnnhhhm-doing good job.”

“Again.”

“Ahhhhm doing a good jobbbbb-unnnnngggghh!” Her self affirmation was cut off by the onset of her next surge. With Maggie distracted, even just a little bit, her birth began to progress. The bulge inside spread to her entrance with every pulse closer to revealing her baby to a world outside of Maggie’s womb 

Eve placed her hand in Maggie's lower stomach. Her hand sank well into her swollen uterus, surprising the two with how empty Maggie's womb already felt. 

“Right here Maggie!”

Eve could feel Maggie's hips tremble with the effort. Her chubby pussy bulged around a round head. Her opening was the size of a softball. 

Her eyes shot open with a deep breath as she leaned into Eve’s arms. Her slightly damp button up was still in arms reach. Eve wiped her lover’s forehead with the wet collar before Maggie turned to her with wide eyes. Her look of absolute vulnerability, her body submitting to the sensations within her.

Eve watched as Maggie's body opened up around the head. The baby that she saw inside of her slowly entering the world through Maggie's pussy. Maggie suddenly removed her lips from Eve’s face. The progression of her birth slowed again as the laboring mother reeled in Eve’s arms.

Eve reached between Maggie’s legs and felt at her flushed, swollen opening. Beyond the skin of her hips she felt the head parting her. Her once puffy folds now stretched with turgor around the massive head emerging from between her legs. “You're so tight.” Eve sighed, stroking the small part of the sphere engaged between her legs 

She grunted questioningly when she felt the next stir begin within her. Her voice piqued as she felt her tissues begin to split with different parts of her body unprepared for the same action. Before the surge forced the body through her aching hole she felt Eve’s fingers lock around the head and the familiar pressure welled deep within her belly again. 

“Let your body stretch, Maggie.” Her hands gripped onto Eve’s forearms and dug into her skin for any release for the pressure inside of her. She clung onto the last person in the world who could help her by the forearm and curled her knuckles into her

“But-but I need to push!” Eve touched Maggie's bulging, stretched skin. The feeling of muscle about to tear. 

“Mnhhhgh I. Can’t. Stop it!”She looked at Eve with fury in her eyes. She had just found how she could finally bring her baby into the world. 

“Please try your best.” Eve gave Maggie her hand and braced herself. She knew for this one second Maggie hated her. But if it could stop her from tearing and bleeding out onto the carpet before her she had to try

“OWWWWWGHHHH!” Maggie sucked the air sharply into her lungs as the contraction ended at the peak of the crown with the widest section of her baby's head stretched open her vagina. Her hands clenched over Eve’s palm with inhuman force. Eve bit her forearm as she bore only a fraction of the pain Maggie went through to deliver her child.

From beneath Eve’s fingers she could feel Maggie's pussy retract ready for the girth of the rest of the head. With plenty of the powerful contraction to go, Eve's jaw unclenched. 

“PUSH!” 

Her thighs spasmed with the enormous effort it took for her to deliver the head. Building to a peak, the forehead stretched Maggie out, climbing closer and closer to her body's limit. The crown caught in the tightness of her entrance.

Maggie took deep gasps as if she emerged from underwater. 

“Can we kiss?” Maggie whined with her bottom lip pouted. 

She could feel Maggie's body melt from under her. Their naked bodies mashed together while Maggie's baby emerged slowly. Their foreheads together while Maggie let out a shaky, but controlled exhale as if Eve's kiss breathed new life into her. 

She whimpered with tears in her eyes. “Is it almost there?”

“One more push and the head is out!” Her core clenched with the next contraction. The pressure building against the head within her. 

“ANNNNGH!” Maggie threw her head back as the head finally released with an audible pop and a squirt of fluids.  Her legs jerked as her folds retracted down to the baby's brow.

It felt like the delivery was ripping apart her body. Exhaustion caught up to her legs and she felt her body fading. 

“I need… Lie down…” She heaved. With Eve supporting all of her weight her body was now flat on its back. The danging head outside of her burned as she moved, not giving her a moment of respite. 

Every breath was a lurch of her chest. She fought for every inch of her child's delivery. The moon was well above them now. The ceiling felt high and its walls vast, the chapel always had the ability to make her feel small. 

“-aggie?” Eve's voice called out to her. She wasn't alone. She hadn't been alone for some time now, and soon, she would finally be able to hold her baby. 

“Can I feel…?”

“Yeah!” Eve encouraged her. She excitedly guided her trembling hands between her own legs.

Maggie’s voice began to break before the words came out. “Oh my god!” She cried 

Although she could feel the movement of the head as she touched it it was something that distinctly wasn't hers. Her child being born. Oddly shaped and wet. The more her fingertips graved the body sticking out of her she wilt little wispy strands move against her fingertips. The circular shape of a soft, tiny ear.

Her hands went to the outside of her vagina. The edge against her pussy from the shoulders parked right against her entrance. 

“Hold… Hold the head.” Maggie slurred High off of adrenaline and elation while the woman she just made love to was delivering her baby. How Eve's careful hands felt against her body. Eve's tongue was at the corner of her lip in focus, rubbing the child between her legs between the contraction that was going to bring Maggie’s baby into the world. 

“I want this moment to last forever.” She admitted. Eve met her gaze and nodded with a smile. Her legs shifted in discomfort. Moving before a contraction locked her into position 

The body began to rotate, Maggie gasped as she felt limbs turn inside of her birth canal.

In contrast to the crown the base of the baby's face came out steadily against Maggie's pushes. More of the body emerged into Eve's hands.Maggie’ face scrunched Focus, controlled pushes as Maggie delivered the neck. The progress slowed as the shoulders engaged within her. 

With the shoulder’s more than halfway out the baby nearly slid out with every breath. Eve supported the body while Maggie lifted the bottom of her thighs. Her chin dug into her chest and she bore down with one more contraction to feed the pressure that wanted to bring her baby into the world.

“HnnnnngggggHHHHH!!” Maggie cried as she pushed with as much energy as she could muster. It wasn’t much, but it was her own. The other shoulder popped free from her opening and Maggie was able to pull the baby from between Maggie's legs with no resistance.

A wet cough filled the room and cries filled the acoustics of the empty church. Eve held up Maggie’s child to show the mother in the moonlight. Tiny and perfect Eve wrapped her up in one one of the buttonups on the floor and dialed 911.

~

However discrete they tried to be, it was impossible for the others in the waiting room to ignore Eve seated before a police officer. 

“To repeat, you’re reporting battery ” 

Eve shook her head, wondering if her exhaustion made her hear the officer incorrectly. “They kept a pregnant woman from access to medical treatment. That has to be a charge, kidnapping, something like that?”

“Miss, that case will blow those church doors wide open, we just need your account to get our foot in the door.” The officer commented before taking a long sigh. 

“We’ve been getting reports of abuse from alumni years after they’ve graduated. You’re the first personBetween you and me. I hope the charges stick.”

It felt like it had been an eternity since they got to the emergency room. The lack of news made her restless into the early hours of dawn. She stared at every head that popped in and out of the waiting room until one finally scanned the room

“Eve? She's ready for visitors!”

She followed closely, seeing other patients on their hospital beds. “You’re a really good friend.” The nurse reassured 

“Yeah… friend…”

Their steps slowed and before she saw Maggie in bed with her baby in her arms.

“Mom and baby are doing fantastic. Isn't that right mom?” The bags under Maggie's eyes as many hands were around her helping the newborn latch to her nipple. She sighed in relief as she finally felt the baby cling to her and begin to feed. Her shoulders dropped as she saw Eve come to her side.

“We’ll let you two have some time! Get some rest when you can!”

“Ugh. They say that but they’re gonna come back in like an hour.” Maggie whined. Though sweaty and exhausted, the Maggie before her was a completely different woman.

“How’re you doing?” Eve asked as she leaned against the bed rails. Also exhausted from the events of the night. 

“It feels like I just squeezed a basketball out of me. But…” She lifted her suckling child, reminding herself that the moment was real with her baby’s weight “She's so worth it.” Although there was nothing more Maggie wanted to do but sleep, one question kept repeating in her head.

“What now?”

“I was going to get a job and an apartment. One job gets us the room with plenty of money leftover.” 

Maggie’s eyes were glazed in exhaustion. There was no point in being suave about it. “Maggie, live with me.” She reclined back in her bed, a lifetime of stress melted away knowing that the girl who took her away from the church wasn’t going anywhere.