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She found it adorable, especially watching how attentive Violet was to Amber’s needs. Sara had offered to help out as soon as she got there, but both the women had maintained that they were okay, and just wanted Sara’s presence there for support. Through the last couple of hours, as Amber’s contractions had begun to increase in pressure and the time between evened out, Violet had hardly left her side, rubbing her back and wiping off her sweaty face with a towel.

“Nngh. Okay. Here we go.” Amber grumbled, bracing her hands on the table, and Violet quickly took her place at her friend’s back, placing her hands on her hips. 

“I gotchu. You got this.” She murmured, smiling and shaking her hair out of her face a bit.

Sara watched carefully as Amber took a few huffy breaths, then bowed her head and groaned softly, beginning to rock her hips slowly side to side. Violet followed her motions easily, squeezing and kneading her hips a bit. When she’d arrived, Sara had encouraged the laboring mom to change into something super comfortable and easy to move in, so she’d gotten into a pair of boxers and a baggy tshirt, which hung off one shoulder as she worked.

It was impressive, Sara noted, how easily this seemed to be coming to this first time mom. She wasn’t shy about her noises, and only needed a little bit of guidance on keeping the noises into her chest, and a few suggestions on laboring positions. She didn’t seem nervous or mistrustful of the process, just open and ready, which is something that Sara loved to see.

“Hahh. Ahh. Oof.” Grunted Amber, pausing in her rocking and scrunching up her shoulders.

“Relax…” Violet murmured, sliding her hands up her sides a bit and then back down to her hips. “Breathe. You got this.”

Amber nodded once, her brow furrowed as she took in a shaky breath, then let it out in a loud whoosh, dropping her head down into her folded arms. “Nnn. Just feels like…they keep getting stronger.”

"That’s a good thing though…right?” Violet rubbed her back and looked over at Sara with a hopeful expression. 

Sara smiled and gave her a nod, standing up and padding over to the two. “Yep, it is a good thing. Do you want me to do another check, see where you’re sitting?”

Amber paused for a moment, then nodded, sighing deeply and standing up fully. Her hands came together to lace underneath her low, round belly. “Yeah, might be good. I wanna sit down anyway…”

“Mkay. Couch, or somewhere else?” Sara asked with a tilt of her head, and Violet perked up, looking eager to help.

“Here, why don’t we put the pillows on the floor like we talked about?”

“Sure, yeah…thanks Vi…” the laboring mom said with a soft smile, watching as her friend quickly moved past them into the livingroom and grabbed up a few pillows. She tossed them on the floor next to the couch, making a small nest with the couch as a backrest. 

Sara moved over with Amber, then took her elbow and helped her relax down onto the pillows. With a soft grumble, she leaned back against the couch and spread her legs out, closing her eyes. “Mm. That’s better…”

Sara smiled as she leaned on the couch a bit to sit on the floor on one side of Amber, and watched as Violet flopped on her other side, resting a hand on her belly. “You’re doing great, Amber. You’re seriously amazing.”

Amber smirked and opened her eyes a bit, giving Violet a look. “I’ve got some kickass midwives helping…”

“Nah, this is all you.” Violet grinned back, giving her friend’s belly a soft rub.

Sara smiled to herself as she pulled on a glove, then reached over to pull Amber’s boxers down a bit, being as gentle as possible. “Alright, here we go. Relax those legs…” she murmured, giving her a small moment to prepare before she very gently inserted a finger into Amber’s vagina. Amber wrinkled her nose in displeasure, grumbling a little bit as Sara felt at her cervix. Violet quickly grabbed her hand and laced their fingers together, giving her hand a squeeze and watching Sara with huge eyes.

After a quick feel, Sara slowly pulled her hand free, taking off her glove and putting Amber’s boxers back into position. “Yep, you’re progressing, just a little slowly. You’re at about a five and a half right now, almost a six. Last time I checked you, you were only about a four, so you definitely are making progress.”

Amber let out a big sigh, wiping at her forehead with her free hand. “Mmm. Mkay. Guess that’s not too bad. Sitting down feels good, to relax a little…” She blinked, then giggled at herself, looking at Violet. “I was gonna do those dishes today and everything.”

Violet laughed, rubbing the side of her hand with her thumb. “Oh my god, you’re in labor and you’re thinking about dishes right now?”

Sara couldn’t help but laugh too, sitting up on her knees. “Tell you guys what. Why don’t I draw the curtains in here and turn down the lights, and you can try to get some rest for a little bit. It might help for when things start ramping up later.”

Amber blinked, then nodded, smiling and looking up at Sara. “Yeah, that actually sounds nice…thanks.”

Sara winked at them, then got up onto her feet and moved about the room, drawing the curtains over the windows and turning out the overhead light, so after a moment the room was just lit by the sun coming around the curtains, and one nightlight in the corner. “I’m gonna duck into the kitchen and do some paperwork, enjoy your rest and just holler my name if you need me, okay?” Sara looked between the two women, who both nodded and smiled back at her. With a wave, Sara padded off into the kitchen, smiling almost mischievously to herself.

Amber sighed softly as the lights went down, relaxing back against her pillows and the couch. Both she and Violet waved as Sara left, and she found herself looking over at her best friend once they were alone. She smiled a little bit, then wiggled her round frame over a little so she could lean her head over onto Vi’s shoulder. Vi immediately wrapped one arm around her back, rubbing the small of her back with her fingertips and pressing the other hand to her belly. 

“Mm…you really are doing amazing, you know.”

“Thanks…it doesn’t really hurt or anything, it’s just…pressure, and tightness.”

“Yeah, you said that when things really got going…it’s still not painful?” Vi asked almost in wonder, and Amber smiled, closing her eyes and shifting her hips a little bit.

“No…it just…feels like pressing. Like my body’s doing work, and my pelvis feels really…loose, and full. Belly too.”

Violet smiled a little bit, rubbing her belly up and down with her palm pressed against the skin. “That’s wild. You’re really strong.”

“Nah…just feel secure with you and Sara here, y’know?”

“I’m glad I’m here…”

“Me too.” Amber smiled, taking a big slow breath and then letting it out. The two fell into silence for a few moments, just enjoying the dark and the stillness. However, it wasn’t long before Amber shifted, planting one palm on the ground. “Mm.”

“Contraction?”

“Mhm.” She mumbled in response, turning her head and snuggling her face against Violet’s shoulder. Under her palm, Violet felt Amber’s belly slowly roll, then tense with the force of the contraction. She looked down at her friend in awe, holding her close. 

“I gotcha…breathe, nice and slow and steady, just like Sara taught us…”

“Nnnn.” Amber moaned in response, her back arching a bit. Nuzzling her face hard against Violet’s shoulder, she finally took a long, deep breath, then slowly let it out, pursing her lips. As soon as she exhaled fully, she inhaled again, her hips slowly rolling and coming off the ground a bit. Violet followed her motion with her hand, sliding her palm down lower on her belly. 

“Good, good job mama…now out, slow…”

Amber wrinkled her nose, then deeply exhaled and rolled her hips back down to rest against the pillows beneath. Leaning hard against her best friend, she shifted her hips, then rolled them up again, letting out a soft groan this time. Violet continued to rub her taut belly, watching her friend labor with almost a reverent look on her face.

“Nnnnnnngh. Hahhh. Haaaaahhhh…” Moaned Amber, her voice muffled into Violet’s shirt. The pressure in her hips was incredible, but she didn’t want to escape it, only to work with it. As her contraction began to ease again, she lifted up the hand between the two of them and slid it between her legs, pressing at her slit underneath the fabric of her boxers. The added counterpressure was almost delicious, and she gave a small happy grunt as the contraction faded and she eased her hips back down onto the floor.

“Nngh. Mmmm…” She hummed, relaxing. Violet watched with big eyes, smiling a little bit and only speaking when she was sure her friend was fully out of her contraction.

“...That looked different.”

“Mm. Yeah, it was a little…” Amber panted, laughing softly. “More intense…think it’s cause I’m sitting down. But the counterpressure helped some.”

“You…want me to help with that next time?”

“Yeah, maybe…if it’s not too weird.” Amber’s cheeks flushed with more than just exertion, and Violet giggled softly, brushing her friend’s hair back from her forehead with her palm. 

“I don’t think anything would be too weird, at this point.”

The two friends laughed softly, then drifted into a comfortable silence, Amber letting her eyes slide closed and trying to let herself relax as she waited for the next contraction to roll through her. Ever since she found out she was pregnant, the result of a quite messy one night stand that did not end well, Vi had been there for her. They’d moved in together almost immediately after she found out about the baby, and she’d been right there through every sleepless night, every bout of morning sickness, and had even gone to her prenatal appointments when she didn’t have a class that conflicted. It felt good to have a partner in such a difficult undertaking.

Feeling her heart flutter a bit, Amber took a slow, deep breath and let her head fall over onto Violet’s shoulder again, snuggling against her for comfort and reassurance. With her here, it was almost easier to listen to what the baby wanted, what her body wanted. And she didn’t feel embarrassed or ashamed for her almost animalistic noises or movements, either. It was just Violet…her Violet.

After a few minutes of quiet, her body began to tense up again, and she inhaled, lifting her head off of Vi’s shoulder a bit. “Mmh.”

Vi was immediately on alert, pressing her palm to her belly and rubbing in big, slow circles. “You got this.”

The contraction quickly took hold, and Amber groaned softly in her chest as her belly rolled and the pressure increased in her pelvis. Even as she worked, she didn’t want to disturb the quiet. Letting her jaw drop open, relaxed, she moaned, her breath slow and steady. She planted her hands on the ground and slowly rolled her hips forward, her knees butterflied outwards. 

Watching, Violet took her signal and carefully slid her hand between Amber’s legs, cupping her and giving a soft amount of pressure. She radiated with heat from behind the fabric of her boxers, and she could feel a bit of wetness as well, but it wasn’t unpleasant. As soon as she offered pressure, Amber’s groaning changed a bit, from almost a desperate sound to a more relaxed one, and the two fell into a small rhythm. Amber slowly rolled and rocked her hips back and forth as she contracted, and Violet followed her movements, rubbing with a gentle pressure and watching her work.

She was beautiful. That’s all there really was to it, Violet thought. She’d always been beautiful, but through this entire pregnancy she’d thought so even more, if that was possible. She’d thought so ever since they’d first met, years ago at orientation for their college. And when they got to know each other, those feelings only grew. She was so funny, and kind, and her art made her think about things she hadn’t before. Plus, she was so encouraging of Violet’s own career path, where others in her peer group had made fun of her or made “icky” comments about her wanting to be a midwife. Amber never had. And now…now she was getting to use her skills to help her best friend, and she didn’t think she could feel prouder.

Amber let out her breath in a gentle whoosh as the contraction finally let go, and she relaxed her hips back down against the pillows. “Mmh…god, Vi, that helps so much, you have no idea…”

“Good.” Violet smiled and smoothed her hand over her forehead. “That’s what I’m here for. I’m not going anywhere.”

Amber smiled tiredly and ran her hands up and down her belly, then sighed and snuggled up against Violet’s side again, resting her head on her shoulder. She was tired, and she still had a ways to go. But with Violet here, and the comfort of knowing Sara was just in the other room…she knew she could do it.

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For the next hour or so, the two snuggled together in the darkened room, and while she took care of the dishes in the sink, Sara kept her ears peeled for any sounds of distress. The contractions remained steady and relaxed sounding, and Sara was able to finish washing their dishes for them and wipe down the counters. 

After a little while, Sara padded in from the kitchen, holding a plate in one hand and a cup of water in the other. The sight that greeted her was one she loved to see as a midwife- her laboring patient was working her way through a contraction, and looked peaceful and grounded. Violet had one arm wrapped around her, holding her gently to her chest, and the other hand remained between her legs, so Amber could rock and grind against her. Smiling at her over Amber’s shoulder, Violet gave her a small nod, mouthing the words “She’s almost done”. 

Sara nodded and sat down next to them with a smile, setting the cup of water and plate down out of the way. The plate had some pieces of lunch meat, crackers, and cheese on it, something to keep Amber’s strength up. 

Exhaling deeply as her contraction faded, Amber slowly sat back up and pushed her hair out of her face, giving Sara a small smile. “Hi.”

“Hey mama. How are things going? Did you get some rest?”

“Yeah, actually it’s been really nice. Vi’s been helping with some counterpressure, it feels really good.”

“Good…here, you wanna grab a snack? You’ve been at this for a while, thought you might want to get your strength back up.” Sara passed over the plate and cup, and Amber took them eagerly, leaning back against the couch and balancing the plate on her belly. 

“Mm, it’s like you read my mind! Thanks.” Amber eagerly nommed some of the crackers and a bite of cheese, closing her eyes as she chewed. 

Sara smiled and leaned back on one hand. “That’s why I’m the expert around here.” She giggled, then looked at Violet. “Oh, I hope you guys don’t mind, but I took care of those dishes for you too. Just one less thing to worry about.”

Violet furrowed her brow, smiling a little. “You didn’t have to do that!”

“Oh, I know.” Sara waved her off. “Anything I can do to help out, I’ll do. That’s what I’m here for. Besides, you guys have other stuff to think about right now.”

Amber giggled a little and opened her eyes, smiling over at Sara. “Thanks.”

“It’s not a big deal. You like the room dark like this, or want some light?”

“Mm. Let’s keep it dark for now…it feels nice. Helps me relax.”

“You got it."

As Amber munched on her snack, she shifted a little bit and took the plate off her belly, setting it on the ground, and Violet stole a cracker, taking a munch too. Scooting over a bit, Sara smiled and spoke softly. “Mind if I do a quick feel, see how baby’s sitting?”

“Sure, yeah.” Amber leaned back a bit and pulled up her tank top to show off her low-sitting, bare belly, and Sara used both hands to gently palpate both sides of it, brow furrowing in a thoughtful expression. 

“Hmm. Looks like the nugget is still upside down. Not a big deal, but I kinda wanna see you try some more positions soon, okay?”

Amber nodded, taking a big drink of water as she felt her belly. “Mm. I was gonna get up here in a minute anyway, sitting on the floor was nice but my hips are starting to ache…”

“Sounds like a good plan, you wanna try some hands and knees, or some standing?” Sara pulled her shirt back over her belly and looked at her, smiling warmly, and Amber nodded. 

"I think some standing…Vi, can you press on my hips?”

“You got it!” Violet chirped through mouthful of cracker, making everyone laugh.

Only a moment later, Amber huffed through her nose and grumbled, and Sara sat up on her knees, offering a hand to help Amber up. Violet did the same, and the two carefully tugged the laboring mom to her feet.

As soon as she was standing, Amber’s hands darted to the small of her back, and she groaned deep in her chest, bending her knees a bit. “Hoooh-ooffff. Gravityyy.”

Sara chuckled softly and stood up fully, taking Amber’s hands and guiding her arms around her broad shoulders. “Lean on in, gimme your weight. I can take it.”

“Hnnnngh.” With a happy groan, Amber gratefully accepted the help, leaning hard against Sara and swaying her hips. As she did so, Violet slipped behind Amber, grabbing her hips in both hands and leaning into them. As soon as she applied pressure, Amber let out another happy groan, a small smile appearing on her face. “Hnnnn. Ohhhhmygod that’s the good shit…”

Sara laughed warmly, her feet planted firmly as she gently swayed along with Amber’s motions. Amber closed her eyes and leaned her forehead against Sara’s chest, shifting her weight from foot to foot and letting her focus drift a bit inward. 

Her pelvis felt so heavy, but at the same time her joints felt looser. As she swayed back and forth, inhaling and exhaling as slowly as she could, she noted, in the back of her mind, how good Violet’s hands felt as they kneaded her hips and small of her back. With a deep inhale, she let herself groan a little bit, the sound rumbling in her chest and helping her to feel more…open. She was aware of Sara’s voice, speaking softly in her ear.

“That’s it, nice low sounds, mama.”

The encouragement was welcome, but not necessarily needed, as she felt more connected to herself, her baby, and the people assisting her than ever before. As her contraction slowly faded, she let out her breath in a slow exhale and straightened up a bit, holding Sara’s elbows.

Violet smiled a bit as Amber straightened up, loosening her grip and rubbing her back. “Damn, you’re killing it.”

“Mm.” mumbled Amber in response, her eyes closed. Leaning back into Violet’s embrace a bit, she shifted from foot to foot and lifted up her feet a bit off the ground, feeling the way her hips rotated and moved as she did so.

Violet watched over her shoulder, then smiled a little and wrapped her arms a bit more around her midsection, rubbing the sides of her stomach. Nestling her chin on her shoulder, she stayed quiet, feeling the stirring of the baby in her belly and holding her close. 

Sara smiled warmly as she watched the two snuggled together, keeping a gentle hold of Amber’s lower arms just to let her know she was still there.

When the next contraction began, Amber let out a soft grumble, and Violet lifted her head, sliding her hands back around to her hips, whispering “You got this.”

Rocking her hips side to side, Amber fidgeted a bit, trying to find what position her body wanted. She bent forward a bit, then leaned backward with a groan. “Hnn-” Wrinkling her nose, she flailed one hand, and leaned hard back against Violet, who caught her with her arms under her elbows. “Whoa! Hey, okay, I gotcha. I gotcha, Amber. Work with it.”

Hearing Violet’s voice brought her back down to earth, and Amber inhaled deeply and let it out in a whoosh with puffed cheeks, letting herself lower down into a mid squat, held up under her arms by Violet’s strong grip. Sara watched, impressed, with one hand held out to offer assistance…which wasn’t needed. She met Violet’s eyes and nodded, and when Violet smiled and nodded back, Sara took a small step back, letting the two work together.

Being lower down in the squat helped Amber feel the sense of opening that she was craving, and she rolled her head back and let out a happy groan. “Ahhhh…” Inhaling deeply, she groaned again on her exhale, opening and closing her hands. “Hahhhh…”

"Good…good job.” Murmured Sara, watching with a small smile on her face.

When the contraction rolled through, Amber grunted and slowly rose back to her feet, and Violet smiled and rubbed her sides with both hands. “Wow.” She murmured, and Amber looked over her shoulder and smiled sheepishly at her.

“Heh…sorry I kinda sprung that on you.”

“No! No, I’m glad I was here, that was…pretty amazing. You’re working really hard.”

Amber laughed tiredly at that, nodding and shifting her feet a little. “Yeah, I feel like it. It feels good though, like…really good.”

Sara chuckled softly and sat down on the edge of the couch, resting her elbows on her knees and leaning forward toward them. “Are you feeling restless, Amber honey? You’re doing a lot of fidgeting.”

Looking at her, Amber smiled sheepishly and nodded, shaking her hair out of her face. “Yeah, it just kinda…came on suddenly. I’m just kinda trying to find what my body wants. My hips feel…really heavy. But being in that squat was super good.” She rested her hands on her wide hips as she said so, pressing in on them a little bit, and Sara nodded.

“Considering where you were when I checked you last, you’re probably close to transition right now, which is awesome. Things might get a bit more intense feeling.”

“Oh, they definitely are.” Amber laughed, sliding her hands down to cradle low under her belly. “Mm. Mmph. Vi-”

“I’m right here. C’mon.” Violet stepped up close and hooked her arms underneath Amber’s arms, and as her next contraction took hold, Amber closed her eyes, let out a groan, and dropped again into a half squat, leaning back hard against her best friend. Violet grunted a bit too, bracing her feet hard on the floor and leaning back a bit to hold Amber securely. Sara watched with expectant eyes, smiling a bit as she noted Amber shifting and resettling her feet underneath her to get her hips in position, and the deep breaths she was taking. 

“Good job…” Sara murmured, and Amber smiled just a little. Taking a deep breath, the laboring mom almost melted into a soft moan, letting her head tilt to the side. 

"Hnnnnnn….haaaaahhhhhh…” Being held so closely by Violet, feeling wave after wave of powerful sensations rush through her body, Amber felt nothing but amazing. Trying to let her hips relax, she let out another soft groan, and was slowly aware of a bit of liquid dripping down one thigh. “Mmh-”

“It’s alright, you’re fine. Probably just a bit of your waters, it’s nice and clear. Keep that focus…” Sara murmured in a warm voice, and a moment later, Amber felt the touch of her hand on her thigh and then the stroke of a washcloth to clean her up a bit. 

“Mmh…thanks…hooooooh.” She puffed her cheeks and rolled her hips forward a bit as the contraction peaked, then she slowly relaxed, grunting as she stood up. 

Violet helped her to her feet, letting her hands rest naturally on Amber’s hips and rubbing softly. At the touch, Amber turned, opening and closing her hands, and almost threw her arms around Violet’s shoulders, burying her face in her neck. “Mmh…Vi, god, I’m so glad you’re here…”

Violet looked startled, but only for a split second, very quickly regaining composure and wrapping her arms around Amber in return. She rubbed her hands up and down her friend’s back, swaying with her and speaking softly almost into her ear. “I’m glad I’m here too…god, it’s been amazing watching you do all of this…you’re doing all your classes and creating amazing art while literally growing a tiny person…I know it was a surprise, and I know you didn’t expect this, but you’ve been so, so incredible.”

Smiling as she listened to the two gently murmur to each other, Sara picked up the washcloth and stepped out of the room, both to grab some extra towels and cloths and also to give the friends some privacy.

Amber slowly picked up her head, looking at Violet with a red face and deeply emotional eyes. Lifting one slightly shaky hand, she rested it on her friend’s cheek, a small smile flickering on her face. “You really mean that? Cause you were there when I was like…puking my guts up, and crying cause my clothes didn’t fit me.”

Violet laughed, nodding. “Of course I mean it! You’re incredible, and even watching you in labor is amazing…I feel almost honored to be here helping you.”

Amber smiled a little bigger, then…her eyes flickered, almost like she had decided something, and she leaned in, pressing her lips hard against Violet’s in a deep, aching, longing kiss. Violet let out a small squeak of surprise, but almost immediately melted into it, rubbing her hands back and forth across Amber’s swollen sides and holding her as close as she dared as she returned the kiss.

The two stood, relishing in the moment together, until Amber suddenly let out a soft grunt against Violet’s lips, her knees bending a bit. Violet smiled and slowly broke the kiss, shifting her grip to Amber’s elbows. “Hold that thought…” she whispered, and Amber, despite the contraction rolling through her, laughed, locking her arms around Violet’s neck. 

“Nngh. Just…just keep hold of me.”

“I’ve got you, mama.”

Burying her face into Violet’s neck, Amber groaned softly and bent her knees a bit, rolling them side to side. She didn’t want to let go, but she also felt intensely restless and the amount of pressure in her pelvis was increasing with each contraction. Violet rubbed her hands firmly up and down Amber’s sides, using her palms to offer pressure to her hips. Amber huffed a few quick breaths as she shifted her weight from foot to foot, lifting her knees up almost like she was marching. 

“Hahh. Hahh. Ahhh. Hahh.”

“Slow that down, babe…nice and slow.”

Babe. The word coming from Violet made her heart skip a beat, and even through the rush of stimuli, she smiled, taking a long, deep breath and blowing it out through pursed lips. 

“There ya go…” Violet smiled and rubbed tight circles on her hips, pressing hard with the heels of her hands. “Keep that up.”

Amber let all her air out, then inhaled again, groaning softly as she exhaled.

“Hoooooooooh…” Lifting her head after a moment, she nosed at Violet’s jaw until she turned her face to hers, then grabbed her lips in a kiss again, huffing a small breath through her nose. Vi smiled against Amber’s lips and kissed her back, swaying side to side.

When the contraction finally released, Amber broke the kiss and stood back just a bit, letting out a deep sigh and opening her eyes. “Hahh. Whoof. Sorry…”

“Don’t you dare apologize. You’re amazing.” Violet gave her a huge smile, lifting a hand to stroke her hair back from her face.

“...Looks like you two got a little closer while I was gone…” Came Sara’s warm voice from the doorway, making Violet jump and turn a bright shade of red. Amber blinked and looked over, then laughed, standing back a bit and one hand going to rub her belly. 

“Yeah, you caught us.”

“Hey, I could tell there were some things you two needed to say to each other when I got here. I’m glad the baby coming finally got it out of you.” Sara chuckled, and winked knowingly at the two of them, moving into the room and setting down a small pile of towels, then passing a wet washcloth to a very red-faced Violet.

Amber laughed a little, looking at Violet and grinning crookedly. “Yeah, I guess we did.”

Violet cleared her throat and folded the washcloth up, fiddling with it a bit before lifting it to gently wipe at Amber’s face. “Yeah. It was, uhm. Really nice.”

“Good.” Sara smiled, sitting on the edge of the couch again. “Amber honey, would you mind if I did a position check on that little nugget? See if we’re still on course?”

Amber nodded, her eyes closed as she enjoyed the cool cloth on her face. “Mmh. Yeah. Lemme just sit down…” 

With Violet’s help, she slowly kneeled, then flopped back on her butt in the soft pile of pillows, sighing deeply and leaning back against the couch. Sara moved around to her front, kneeling too. “Alright, let’s see where this rugrat is sitting…”

With deft hands, she gently began to palpate her belly, pushing and massaging it a bit. After a moment, a thoughtful expression crossed her face, then a small smile. “Well, how about that? Looks like the little one flipped over.”

Amber’s eyes widened, and Violet broke into a smile too. “Wait, really?” Amber said hopefully, sitting up a little. 

Sara nodded as she felt slowly along the lower curve of her belly, then pulled her hands away. “Mhm. As far as I can tell, baby has flipped. Looks like you’re due for a head first birth, which is awesome, but I wanna keep my eye on you anyway. As soon as you start feeling pushy, I wanna do a quick internal check, okay?”

Nodding, Amber smiled brightly, looking at Violet and rubbing her palms up and down her belly. “Heck yeah.”

Violet nodded back with a big smile, snuggling Amber up in a soft hug. “Great job, babe.”

Sitting back on her heels, Sara smiled at the two of them. “You still doing good on positions, water, everything? You wanna do a room change, a walk, a shower, maybe?”

Amber perked up. “Ooh. A shower might be nice.”

“Awesome. Want me to go start it for you?”

At her nod, Sara grinned and clapped her hands on her knees, then stood up. “I’ll get on that, you guys make your way there. No rush.”

“Okay.” Amber smiled and watched her go, then looked at Vi. “...You taking notes for when you do this by yourself? She’s amazing.”

Violet nodded, giggling a little. “Oh, hell yeah. Alright, let’s get you up.”

—

The two slowly and carefully got Amber to her feet after a small rest, and the laboring mother draped the cool washcloth over the back of her neck before looping arms with Violet and beginning to waddle in the direction of the bathroom.

Pausing to work through another contraction in the hallway, Amber draped her arms around Violet’s shoulders and groaned softly, the sound muffled by the crook of her elbow. Her companion quickly braced her feet and rested her hands on her hips, pushing in a bit and rubbing. “I gotcha, you lean on me as much as you want. You wanna squat?” At Amber’s furious shake of her head, Vi smiled and kissed her cheek. “Okay then. You got this.”

Amber was vaguely aware of how close they were to the bathroom, and that she could hear the shower running, but she was also aware of the immense pressure rolling through her belly and hips, and felt that if she tried to continue walking she would probably collapse. But standing here hanging onto her Violet was more than enough, and she huffed a few soft breaths into her neck, arching her back and rocking her hips fitfully side to side.

“Sloooow, slow, Amber honey.” Came Sara’s voice in her ear, and a moment later Amber felt her warm hands on her hips, and groaned happily both in response and at the counterpressure. Shifting her feet a bit wider apart, she sank lower against Amber, her belly being tugged down by gravity. Bending her knees ever so slightly, she rolled her hips forward, then back, soft, grumbly groans rumbling in her chest.

Pressing in hard against Amber’s hips, Sara snuck a look up at Violet, smiling to herself as she saw the look of immense love and admiration on the young woman’s face. 

“Mmmmmmnnn.” Amber groaned against Violet’s chest, her hands both pulled into fists with the fabric of Vi’s shirt clutched inside them. She felt almost sensual, standing here with all these hands on her, her focus settled on how her body was feeling. She moaned again on her exhale, then slowly straightened up, running her hands down Violet’s arms. “Mmm. Mkay.”

“Okay.” Violet answered softly, leaning in to peck a small kiss on her cheek before leading her into the bathroom.

As soon as Amber stepped into the room, she pulled off her shirt, then leaned on the counter to pull off her boxers, stretching a little bit and running her hands across her taut belly. “Mmph. Sorry, both of you. Modesty is not on my mind at the moment.”

Sara only laughed as she quickly gathered up the discarded clothes, giving them a messy fold and setting them on the counter. “Oh please. I think in our training we’ve gotten used to all of this.”

“Mhm. Right.” Violet agreed softly, moving to Amber’s elbow to help her step into the shower.

As soon as Amber felt the water on her skin, she almost melted in relief, sighing deeply and letting her head tilt back. She let the water beat on her chest and flow down her achy breasts and heavy belly, resting her hands on her hips. “Oh my god…that's so nice…”

Sara smiled and looked at Vi. “Hey. I’m going to go tidy up the livingroom a little bit for when she’s done, get some supplies ready for baby. You good with hanging out here?”

Violet nodded and smiled, leaning against the counter. “Yeah, of course. Thanks, Sara…”

“My pleasure. You just holler if you need me, I’ll come running. Enjoy that, Amber honey, okay?”

“Already on it!” Amber called back over the sound of the running water, and Sara laughed as she stepped out into the hallway and padded back to the living area.

Violet smiled to herself as she looked at the partially-pulled curtain, her mind both listening for Amber’s sounds and wandering back to their lives these past nine months (and more) together. Watching Amber’s body grow and change, watching how she handled finishing her degree while carrying a baby, and also finishing her own midwifery training at the same time her roommate was pregnant…it had been an enlightening and magical experience. And now…now they had both basically admitted their feelings, and there was about to be a baby in their little house. It was…

She snapped to attention as she heard Amber moan softly. Standing up, she took a step toward the tub, reaching out for the curtain. “Amber, babe? You need help?”

“Nnh…hah…ohhhh…” came the moans in response, so Violet grasped the curtain and pulled it aside.

There was Amber, obviously in the middle of another contraction, but…she had seated herself on the ledge on the side of the tub, knees spread apart, and had one hand pressed between her legs. She softly moaned, water running down her belly and splashing slightly around her hand, as she massaged her labia and clitoris with the pads of her fingers.

Vi lost her breath. Staring for a second, jaw open, she was sure her face was flushed bright red. Her brain kicked into gear after a moment and she kneeled down by the tub, reaching into the water stream and laying a hand on Amber’s thigh. “Here, babe…let…let me.”

“Hahh…ahn, please…please.” Amber pleaded, rolling her hips forward and grabbing onto the ledge with both hands.

Taking a quick look, Vi couldn’t see any sign of the baby’s head, and she only felt warmth and a bit of fluid on her hand when she slowly cupped Amber’s labia. At her touch, the laboring mother almost melted in happiness, her head lolling over to the side. “Ohhh…oh, babe…that feels so good…god…”

Encouraged by her sounds, Amber smiled a bit and began to slowly massage her labia, pressing just a bit with her fingertips. Amber bit her lip and arched her hips, breathing in deeply, then out with pursed lips. “Oooooh…Oh wow.” One hand lifted and came to rest on the bottom curve of her belly, pressing in just a bit. “Vi…”

“I gotcha, you just work with that contraction, mama…” Amber whispered, the water running down her arm and soaking the sleeve of her shirt but she didn’t even care. Amber felt so open, so beautiful under her fingers, and she wanted to both please her and relieve some of the pressure she was experiencing. Her fingertips circled her opening, then slowly slid up to press on her clit, just lightly. Amber gasped at that, a thrill running up her spine. 

“Hah! Ohhhh…” She dissolved into moans, her eyelashes fluttering, and Vi smiled. She was so beautiful. Lifting her other hand, she rested it on the side of the tub so she could lean in a bit easier, circling her fingers around her companion’s clit. 

Amber all but squealed at that, gasping and sitting up a little straighter. Her moans grew a bit louder, and she darted out a hand and rested it on Vi’s upper arm, gripping and squeezing to attempt to encourage her movements. Vi continued to circle her clit for a moment more, then dipped her fingers back down to rub and massage her opening and her labia. 

“Mmmmn….ohhhh…” Amber moaned deep in her chest, lifting her head up and bowing it forward a bit. Only a moment later, her belly rolled under her hand, and she all but grunted, growling and arching her hips hard against Amber’s hand as another contraction took hold.

Violet took her signal and slid back up to massage her clit, working in small circles first one way, and then the other. A smile flickered on Amber’s face, and she panted deep, full breaths, her chest heaving. “Hahh…ahhh…oh my god…Nngh-” She grunted happily, rubbing her hand up and down her taut belly.

Violet smiled too, as she watched her love and felt her under her hand. “That’s it…don’t run from it, babe, let it go. I gotcha.”

Inhaling deeply, Amber groaned on her exhale, her head tipping back a bit. “Haaaaah…!” Violet bit her lip as she watched, sliding her fingers down her labia, then back up to her clit, pressing with the pads of her fingers and massaging as gently as she could. 

All at once, Amber scrunched her eyes shut tightly and groaned deeply in her chest as she came, shuddering all over. Her belly rolled and heaved between her thighs, and Violet grinned as she watched, then gasped softly as there was a rush of warm fluid across her hand. “Oh!” Cupping her labia, she offered soft pressure, letting the fluid escape through her fingers. “Hey, I think your water br-mmph!” 

She was cut off by Amber leaning forward and all but grabbing her lips in a deep kiss, her belly bumping against Violet’s arm and her chest heaving as she panted through her nose. Violet couldn’t help but smile against her lips, kissing her back deeply and lifting her other hand to stroke her love’s face. Now they both were wet from the shower…but that was the last thing on her mind. 

–

From the livingroom, Sara heard the shower shut off, and the two women speaking in hushed voices. She smiled to herself and sat on the edge of the couch, her bag open at her feet. She’d fluffed the floor pillows and spread a couple of towels on the floor beneath them, and gotten out her steth as well as gloves. 

A little while later, the two finally emerged from the back, Amber having gotten back into her comfy clothes, and Violet also having changed clothes. Sara raised an eyebrow slightly, but other than that, she didn’t bat an eye.

“So? How was that?” She asked as they made their way back over to the couch, and Violet helped Amber slowly kneel, then sit back down in the pillow nest at the front of the couch.

“Really good. The water helped loosen me up so much, and so did Vi.” Amber winked, and Vi blushed, covering her face with one hand. 

“Amberrrr.”

Sara laughed, then grinned at them both. “Excellent. You want me to do a check, or are you good just rollin’ with it right now?”

Amber smiled and shifted around, lifting herself up on her knees and settling back on her heels, hands on her belly. “Mm. Lemme just…work with it for now. I’m tired, I wanna try and…rest a little.” Sighing, she slowly leaned forward, spreading her knees out to the sides and resting her weight on her hands. “Mmh.”

Scooting over closer, Violet quietly snuggled behind Amber, resting her head on her shoulder and wrapping her arms around her midsection. As she did so, Amber smiled a bit, her eyes falling closed. “Ooh…that’s nice…”

“Good, good job.” Sara leaned forward and gently stroked the damp hair away from Amber’s face, speaking low and soft. “I love how in tune you’ve been to your body and baby, figuring out what positions you need, not being afraid of those noises. You just keep doing what you’re doing and you’re gonna have a baby in no time at all, okay?”

“Mm…mkay.” Amber mumbled, lifting her head up a bit and taking a deep breath. She let it out slowly with puffed cheeks, and Violet massaged her sides and hips with both hands, staying snuggled up as close to her as she dared. 

“Good job, babe…” she murmured in her ear as she felt her belly roll with her breathing and the strong contraction, and Amber smiled at the sound of her voice, inhaling deeply again and moaning quietly on her exhale. 

“Hohhh….”

–

Staying snuggled up in the darkened room, Amber and Violet rocked through the intense and steady contractions together for another hour or so, enough so that the sky outside had darkened, and Sara rose to pull the curtains back and turn on one of the lamps by the couch so they could see a bit. She kept the room as dim as possible, though, knowing that Amber needed to relax. She could tell the mother-to-be was tired, she had been in active, working labor for over 12 straight hours, but she was resting as much as possible between her contractions, and hadn’t uttered a single whine or complaint.

Huffing a small breath through her nose, Amber slowly pushed herself up onto her hands from where she had been resting her head on her folded arms, opening her eyes and furrowing her brow. “Mm.”

“You got this….” Violet murmured, taking her signal and beginning to rub deep, slow circles into the back of Amber’s hips with the heels of her hands. Sara watched with a small smile, shifting from her spot on the edge of the couch to sitting on the floor next to the working couple.

Taking a deep pull of air in, Amber slowly let it out through puffed cheeks, then almost too quickly, she pulled another gasp in, her brow furrowing. “Hn-” She grunted a little bit, deep in her chest, then let out her breath in a whoosh. “Nngh. Hahhhh. Oh my god.”

Sara drew a little closer, smoothing her hair back from her forehead with her palm. She stayed silent, but watched carefully as Amber rocked back and forth a bit, fidgeting her hands on the towel beneath her and settling her knees wider apart.

“Nn. Hahh. Babe? Sara?”

“Yeah?” Violet said with a slight tone of worry, sitting up and snuggling tighter against Amber’s back.

“We’re right here, honey. What are you feeling?” Sara asked softly, her own brow furrowed as well. 

“I think….nngh. I think it’s coming.”

Sara smiled, nodding. “Okay sweetheart. Wanna take your boxers off?”

“Nngh. Yes, but I…nn, hang on…” She huffed a hard exhale out, and Violet nodded, rubbing up and down her back. 

The two midwives watched and waited as Amber worked through the rest of her contraction, softly grunting in her chest and restlessly rocking back and forth. After a few long moments, she finally opened her eyes and nodded, looking at Sara and slowly sitting back on her heels a bit. “Okay…okay, I think it’s done.”

“Alright. Let’s get these off…” Sara offered her hands for balance, and Amber grabbed on, carefully raising herself up on her knees. Violet took her signal, grabbing the waistband of the boxers and easing them down over her wide hips. Amber bit her lip and slowly shifted to one side, lifting one leg to try to step out of them, and as soon as she did, both Sara and Violet gasped.

“Oh! Whoa, honey!”

“Babe!”

“What, what, what is it??” Amber gasped, looking between the two of them and almost losing her balance, setting her leg back down.

“Honey, you’re crowning.” Sara giggled, giving one of her hands a squeeze.

“...What??” Amber’s jaw dropped, and immediately she dropped one hand between her legs, pressing her hand to her opening. There, plain as day, was her baby’s head, stretching her opening into a teardrop shape. She broke into a shaky smile as she stroked around the soft head, letting go of Sara’s hand and resting back on her hands and knees, boxers around one leg. “Oh my god…oh my god, hi baby..."

“Were you feeling pushy?” Violet asked in amazement, one hand resting on Amber’s back as she bent a bit to peek at the baby.

Amber shook her head, giggling a little bit. “No, not…not really. Maybe a little in that last one, but not…oof, not a lot.” Panting slightly, she dropped both hands back down to the floor, rocking back into her heels a bit. “Hahh…”

“You just keep doing what you’re doing, okay Amber honey? You push if you need to, otherwise, just breathe that baby down and out. You’ll be holding them in no time.” Sara smiled, watching her carefully and grabbing up one of the towels she had prepared. 

Amber nodded, her eyes slowly drifting closed as she took a few deep breaths, letting them out as slowly as she could. As the next contraction began to roll through her, she gasped as she was overcome with it- the unbearable urge to push, to work with the contraction. It came over her so suddenly, she almost didn’t know what to do, and her hips twitched as she jerked forward a bit. “Hahh!”

“Hey, hey. You got this…” Came Violet’s voice, and she felt her hand pressing on the small of her back. Groaning deep in her chest, Amber centered herself with her exhale, then a deep breath. Balling up her hands around the towel underneath her, she set her jaw and gave her first push, grunting loudly. “Hgn-!”

Almost as soon as she did, the baby’s head surged forward, and she cried out in happiness, shivering all over. “Hahh!! Oh my god! Hgn-!” She smiled as she bore down again, and felt herself stretching, the baby’s head easing forward with her push until there was a pop and a gush of fluid, a release of pressure, and her head was born. Violet all but cheered in excitement, her hands holding both of Amber’s hips as she stared at the baby’s head. 

“Holy crap, Amber, her head’s all the way out! I’m gonna check for a cord, okay? I need you to blow.” Violet quickly cradled the baby’s head in one hand, the other stroking gentle fingertips around the baby’s neck as Amber pursed her lips and blew out her breath. “Okay, all clear. You’re good.”

“Hahh. Oh my god. Oh wow. Okay, you got her?” Amber asked almost desperately, the feeling of wanting to bear down still washing over her. 

“I got her, you go, mama!"

As soon as she was reassured, Amber took a deep breath and pushed again, rocking back into her heels and grunting with effort. “Hgn-...!” She felt herself opening, felt the baby easing forward, and as she paused to catch her breath, she shuddered happily all over at the incredible feeling. Her head fell back and her eyelashes fluttered, her jaw dropped open in ecstasy. 

Taking a few deep, panting breaths, Amber shifted her hips, then pushed once more, her jaw still open and loose, relaxed. “Ahh-”

And with her third push, after almost a full day of labor, her daughter just about fell out of her, right into her second mama’s arms, already gurgling and crying. Amber cried out in happiness, then melted into tears, sobbing and looking over her shoulder. “Oh my god! Oh my god!!” Violet was crying too, looking up at Amber in wonder and amazement as she held the baby in both hands.

Sara watched with a huge smile on her face, placing a hand on Amber’s shoulder and murmuring to guide her to sit back. They passed the baby under her leg, and Violet carefully laid the crying, pink baby on her mother’s chest, wrapping her arms around the two of them as soon as they were free. The three of them snuggled together as tightly as they could, one imperfectly perfect little family unit, and Sara couldn’t help but think…what a wonderful labor and delivery this had been.

Finished with our meals, he went to scrub dishes and I went back to the bedroom. I began to strip, ready to hop in the shower and start the day. I observed myself in the mirror- not much of a difference to see yet, but by rubbing a hand over my belly I could sense a new curve starting to develop.

I went to the bathroom and started the shower, sighing with relief as I stepped in and the warm water washed over me. It didn't take him long to find me- only a couple minutes went by before he entered the bathroom as well, wearing only a towel.

He looked a bit sheepish, so I smiled at him through the sliding glass. "Well, no need to wait...come in."

With a boost of confidence, he removed the towel and stepped into the shower with me. I let him approach from behind as I washed my face and chest. He pressed himself right up against my back, putting his arms around me. I felt his manhood poke against my backside, already getting hard. I relished it.

He took some soap in his hands and started to lather me up. His hands rubbed circles on my flanks, working their way up until he had my breasts in his hands. He kneaded at them sensually and methodically, the soapy water lubricating his palms.

"Mmmh..." I hummed, looking over my shoulder slightly. "Careful...they're feeling a bit sensitive." His dick twitched at that.

Once the soap had washed away, he brought his hands back down to my hips. I turned to face him, the water now hitting my back. We kissed, and he held me tightly, running his hands down my body.

He moved his head but continued to kiss, pecking his lips on my cheek, my neck, my shoulders. My breath grew shaky and my heart beat faster as he kissed lower and lower. His tongue met my breast, and he nibbled a bit, but didn't linger. It was a tease, but I knew what he wanted to focus on.

My belly was pooching noticeably now, a slight but definite bump. He squatted down so he was eye-level with it, gazing in wonder. He planted both palms on my stomach, looking up at me as I chuckled softly.

"Hmm, sorry...must be bloated from that big breakfast," I said, playing dumb. He smirked back at me and went back to looking at my middle.

I held his head and ran my fingers through his wet hair as he started to kiss my body again. He smooched all around my small belly, pressing in and feeling the slight give of my flesh with his lips. It tickled a bit but I loved it. The touch of his skin on mine heightened this feeling of warmth and fullness I was having, and I already knew he was going to love this baby.

His kisses kept getting lower still, until his face began to disappear between my thighs. He gripped my legs and I gasped a bit as I felt his tongue start to graze my folds. I leaned back onto the cool tile wall and spread my legs a bit to give him easier access.

Between the shower and our intimacy, I was already wet, and he lapped me up. I shivered and whimpered as he licked me, nibbled my clit, stuck his tongue inside me. All the while, he continued to gently rub my belly, and I put my hand over his. I swore I could feel the mass within growing, expanding outward, but surely it wasn't happening that fast.

Once satisfied, we washed up and finished our shower. He stepped out first and handed me a towel.

I dried off thoroughly, but only softly patted around my middle, unsure of how careful I should be. Seeing this, he reached out and cupped my little belly again, perhaps seeing if it felt different after drying off and swelling a bit more. He really couldn't keep his hands off me, enraptured by the miraculousness of my growing pregnancy.

Tenderly, I moved his hand away, smiling sweetly at him. "C'mon, let's get dressed. You can feel more later."

//////////

We talked as we got dressed. I was debating whether to wear my normal clothes or choose something a bit more loose.

"So, what do you want us doing today, honey?" He asked me.

"We're going to the theater," I told him, hoisting a pair of spandex shorts up around my hips. I liked how the stretchy material cradled my growing bump and complimented my backside. "We wanted to a see a new movie, right?

"A movie?" He said, looking me up and down. "Are you sure...?"

"Yes, don't worry," I reassured him. "I let you know if anything's up...and we'll be right next to each other the whole time."

He seemed okay with that. I smiled, standing up on my toes to kiss his cheek. We finished getting ready and headed out the door.

//////////

Our car was in the shop, so the bus was our only option to get there. It wasn't overly crowded, but most of the seats were taken. After we got on, I approached a man sitting and used my condition to my advantage.

"Ahem," I said, putting a hand on my middle and smoothing out my t-shirt to make the bump more obvious. "May I have this seat?"

"Oh, ah- yeah, of course," The man replied, a bit flustered. He stood up and hurried to a different spot.

I turned and winked at my partner before taking the seat, and he smirked back at me. He approached, standing over me protectively as we rode along. Throughout the whole trip, I noticed him frequently glancing at my belly, almost obsessively. It was cute.

Fifteen minutes later, we arrived outside the theater. He took my hand and helped me up from my seat. I made a small noise, unaccustomed to the new weight sitting on me. It had been over two and a half hours since I took the pill, so I was well into my "second trimester" now. My shirt was already starting to ride up a bit over the curve of my bump. He reached over and adjusted it before giving my belly a light pat. I wrapped my arm around him and pulled him in close as we walked over to the theater.

We got our tickets and headed over to the snack counter. He only ordered a small popcorn, then prompted me to order.

"I'll take a large popcorn, one candy bar and a slushy," I said. As the worker turned to grab my items, my partner turned and chuckled at me.

"You never order that much popcorn," he mused. "And I don't think I've ever seen you drink a slushy..."

"I guess the baby wants it," I told him, rubbing my belly in a wide circle. I let my hand cradle the underside of it as we waited for our order- yes, it had an underside now. I took pride in how quickly my body was growing to accommodate the new life.

The auditorium was a bit crowded, which was unfortunate, because I knew we both had been secretly hoping for a little alone time in the dark. We went and took our seats, and I was immediately grateful to be off my feet for a bit. I had to readjust my shirt again as we sat; my growing belly was filling it out more and more, and the fabric was even feeling tighter on my chest.

As the opening credits rolled, we sat and ate our popcorn. I was ravenous, which was to be expected. We both finished our bags at the same time, even though mine was two sizes larger.

We tried to keep our attention on the movie, but we were reasonably distracted. I could sense him still stealing glances at me ever so often, perhaps making sure I was doing all right, or to monitor my growth. Whatever change he was seeing, I was certainly feeling it. The more packed my womb became, filling my belly out into my lap, the more hints of movement I felt within. Little ripples of kicks that tickled my insides as the baby grew...it was an odd sensation, but I welcomed it. About halfway into the film, I raised my hand up to my stomach after a particularly strong kick, and I'm sure he noticed.

After glancing over again, he slyly reached his hand over into my seat, his fingers finding my bump. He rested his hand there, trying to see if he'd feel something. I smiled and quietly raised my shirt for him, allowing access to my bare skin. He rubbed softly, and I exhaled deeply, leaning back and trying my best to stifle any sounds of contentment. He was able to spread his fingers out more now, really measuring how big I'd grown in a short time. After a while, his hand drifted off my belly and onto my thigh. I tried once more to pull my shirt back down, except this time it couldn't stretch all the way.

By the end of the movie, I was feeling big and full. My gravid belly rested heavily on me, and my breasts had definitely plumped up a bit. The auditorium lights came on, and he stood up first so that he could help me. He got in front of me, and by the way he stared at me and licked his lips, I could tell he liked what he saw. As he grabbed my hands and pulled me up, I grunted a bit, not used to the change in my center of gravity. I leaned some of my weight on him, and he grasped my waist.

"Mmh...I've gotten a lot bigger," I told him softly, looking up into his eyes.

"You have," he said, voice low and heavy. "Our baby's really growing."

As we exited the theater, I noticed the first pangs of tension in my belly. It wasn't much yet, but I definitely felt it. Our six hours were almost up.

"Let's go home," I said to him, holding onto his hand. He nodded.

//////////

The bus on the ride home was much more crowded. People were packed in like sardines, and there was no way either of us would be able to get a seat. I held onto an handle overhead, and he stood right behind me, holding onto my hips- purely for balance, of course.

"How much time do you think we'll have when we get home?" He asked me, whispering into my ear so that the people around us wouldn't hear. The warmth of his breath on the back of my neck made me feel tingly.

"Hm...probably a little while," I said, stroking my belly thoughtfully. Though, I wasn't sure if that was the truth. As the bus rounded its next turn, I felt what was undeniably another contraction. It hit harder, now, but wasn't that painful- just tight. I wondered if he could feel my muscles tensing against him.

He slid his hands forward to cup my gravid swell, pushing my shirt up a bit more. I blushed, glancing around to see if anyone was watching. He gently lifted up on my belly, taking the weight into his hands, and I hummed with relief.

"That feels wonderful," I told him breathily.

"Figured you could use a break," he chuckled softly. He held it there for a minute before slowly releasing and returning his hands to my hips. "How are you feeling?"

"Mmh...you know, I think I like being pregnant..." I said. I felt him getting hard against me...obviously he enjoyed hearing that, so I embellished. I tilted my hips back and circled them against him, using what little room we had to tease his hard-on with my backside. "I feel so full and heavy, so...mmggh..."

I trailed off as another contraction gripped me. He leaned in and kissed my neck, sending shivers down my spine.

"Next stop's ours," he said. "Let's make our way to the exit."

//////////

I endured a couple more contractions by the time we got inside, but I didn't make it known, except maybe for a couple little grunts. I didn't want him to worry, and the cramps weren't horribly intense. Still, I knew my baby was ready. It was sitting low and heavy on me, settling down toward its exit.

We were barely in the door before he was on me, kissing and hugging. I welcomed it, knowing how romantic we were both feeling about the situation. I grabbed him and pulled him as close as I could while we made out, pressing my belly into his abdomen. He wrapped one arm around my back and squeezed my ass with the opposite hand.

"Mmph!" I chirped, jolting at the sensation of his fingers digging into my doughy flesh. "Mmh...you like the new body, huh?"

"I love it," He said immediately, breathing heavy as he placed kisses all over my face in rapid succession. "I can't believe...you're growing our baby so fast. You're like a goddess."

I bit at my lip and ran one of my hands through his hair. I adored the compliments, knowing this rapid pregnancy captivated him. As I kissed my man again, he guided us toward the couch, the nearest soft surface to lay on. The baby stirred in my belly, alerted by what was going on outside. The movement was followed by another contraction, and I dug my nails into my partner's back, but he just seemed to take it as a gesture of passion.

I pulled away reluctantly, stopping before he could bring me down onto the couch. I knew we didn't have much time.

"Let me use the bathroom quick," I told him. "Then meet me in the bedroom."

His eyes widened a bit as he nodded. He released me and headed toward our bedroom.

I waddled my way into the bathroom, shutting the door behind me. Before sitting, I stopped to look in the mirror. It was the first time I was able to see my newly pregnant body in full.

"Wow..." I whispered to myself, taking in the changes. My belly was perfectly round, and sat low on widened hips. It was a good thing I'd chosen the spandex shorts. I turned back and forth, seeing how my ass had filled out, how my breasts strained against my top. I rubbed my hands all over my belly, feeling the weight, the warmth of it. I moved my palms up and cradled my breasts, noticing how they'd gotten heavier, filled with milk. Suddenly I was feeling quite hot and heavy.

The tightening of another contraction brought me out of the fixation. When the pressure subsided, I sat down to relieve myself, not wanting my partner to wait any longer. However, when I was done, I felt a sense of release that was unfamiliar. I looked down in the bowl, noticing a trickle of cloudy fluid.

My water had broken. The baby was coming fast.

I finished my business quickly and washed up. I could really feel the downward pressure now. The contractions were nearly overlapping, and I was sure the baby would soon drop into the birth canal, if it hadn't already. By normal accounts, I should've been in blistering pain...but this wasn't quite a normal pregnancy.

Clutching my belly, I went over into the bedroom, where my partner was laying a towel on the bed. He'd also half-closed the blinds and lit a candle.

"Hmm, quite the setup here..." I said to him, smiling.

He smirked back at me. "Figured it might help you relax."

I gestured to the plush chair that sat in the corner of the room. "Why don't you take a seat?"

He took the offer, sitting himself down smoothly, then looked up at me as I approached. I could see the desire in his eyes as they took me in. He licked his lips, trying to moisten them, though I'm sure his mouth was quite dry.

I came right over and slowly lowered myself onto his lap, straddling him. I gently grabbed his face, and he put his hands on my waist. "I love you," I said.

"I love you too," he replied, trying to pull me in a bit closer. He noticed me tense up and rubbed my sides. "You all right?"

"Yeah, just tight," I breathed, trying to stay casual through the contractions. "Let's have some fun before this baby comes."

We began to kiss, and I pulled his head up to mine as he pulled my torso down to his. It was deep, intimate, and thick with passion. We'd both been waiting so long for this.

He kept his arms wrapped around me, one hand on my back and the other down at my hips, squeezing my ass periodically as we made out. Every time I felt the vice of a contraction, I bit his lower lip and grinded my hips into him. My bulging belly was pressed against him, and I'm certain he could feel the muscles tightening.

"That pill is the best idea we've had," he panted between kisses. "I can't wait...to be parents."

"I know," I gasped. "It's...mggghh...gonna be amazing."

He removed his hand from my backside and brought it up to my breast. I leaned back a bit to let him squeeze, and he did. I moaned as I felt a surge of pleasure.

He flicked at the nipple through my shirt and grunted. "Mggh, babe...your milk's come in."

"Fuck," I blurted, insides tingling at the thought. I sat up and glanced down. Where his hand had squeezed me, there was a bit of a damp spot on my top. "Well, don't be shy...nggh- give it a taste."

He helped me straighten up, and immediately grabbed the lower hem of my t-shirt. I raised my arms so he could pull it over my head. Once he had, I yanked my arms out and tossed the garment on the floor. His eyes widened as he saw my engorged breasts, now out in the air, with small creamy droplets on the areola.

Before he could even react properly, I was basically thrusting my left tit toward his mouth. He grabbed hold of me to steady himself, then took my breast in his mouth and began to suck greedily.

"Ooooh," I moaned, quivering from the immediate shockwaves of pleasure. Being so full of life and laden with hormones, everything felt more intense, and so sensitive. I bit my lip and tucked my chin, resting it on the top of his head as he drank from me.

Another feeling was building through the pleasure, growing stronger with each contraction. The baby was moving down lower, and I wanted to start pushing. Well, my body wanted to. In my head I wanted to stay like this forever, but my baby was ready to come out. And in this position, legs spread and mounted on my partner, it was very hard not to resist.

As my man switched to suck on my other breast, I allowed myself to bear down a little bit at a time. Something I hadn't expected was that the relief of giving in to my instincts was very sexually satisfying.

"Oooh, fuck, fuck..." I groaned.

My partner unlatched. "Mmh- is that too much?"

"No, keep- keep going," I told him, fighting with my body through a contraction. "Ghh- r-rub my belly."

He did as he was told, putting both hands on the sides of my belly and rubbing in circles. The skin there was sensitive too, stretched so tight.

"Oooh, that feels good," I cooed. "I- mmhh- oooohhhh...!"

I was bearing down again. I could feel the baby inching down, the head right up against its exit now. My pussy was hot, wet, throbbing. I couldn't find the words to tell my man what was happening, my brain becoming fried from the mix of sensations.

"You're so hot like this," he breathed. "The belly is so sexy..."

"MmmmmhhhIloveyou," I moaned, collapsing forward and draping myself over him. I gripped the back of the chair and pushed some more- it felt too good not to. My lower lips were bulging out now, the head of my baby splitting them open.  I felt the fabric of my shorts and underwear grow tighter around my crotch.

I was too pressed against his chest for him to reach my belly now, so he wrapped his arms around and started rubbing my back instead. The naked skin there was becoming slick with sweat.

He pressed his head against mine, which was buried in his shoulder. "We should think of names," he whispered. "I was thinking...something like Jamie, or Julia for a girl..."

"Nggh," I uttered. I pressed my arms into the couch and sat myself up a bit, so I was face-to-face with him again. The crown between my legs was getting bigger, pressing into my clothes. "...Mhh- I like it, but...let's talk about that later. More kissing now."

I started to make out with him again, but I knew that he could tell something was off. My resolve was wearing thin, my breath getting shakier, my kisses weaker and sloppier. He could feel how much I was straining, so after only a few kisses, he pulled his head away.

"Honey...are you pushing?" he asked me.

I shut my eyes and pressed my forehead into his with a sigh. "A little..."

He took one hand off my back and moved it between my legs. I shuddered when his fingers grazed my inner thigh, then groaned in distress when they found the lump forming in my shorts.

"It's starting to come out," he said, trying to hold back the shock and wonder in his voice.

I simply nodded, our foreheads rubbing together. He felt me tense as my muscles contracted again.

"...Do you want me to...?" he started, unsure.

"P-push it back a little," I grunted. "I'm...not ready to have it yet."

Carefully, he pressed his palm against the bulge. The baby's head receded back inside me.

A gurgling sound escaped me, and I gritted my teeth. There was definitely pain now, and it was searing. My body screamed at me for allowing such a thing... but through the burn, it still felt...good. It was indescribable.

After some gentle pushing, the head was fully back in me, my labia closed around it. But surely this wouldn't last long. I sat up again, gasping for air and staring at my partner with expectant eyes.

"Let's get you over to the bed now," he suggested. I agreed with a nod.

Knowing I wouldn't want to try and stand, he hugged his arms around me and held tight. As he leaned forward, I did my best to wrap my legs around his waist so I could hold on. With some effort, he stood up, carrying me the few feet to the bed like a koala. I was a bit surprised at his strength, but perhaps it was adrenaline at work.

We clambered up onto the bed and he lay me down on my back, my lower half resting on the towel he'd put out. I groaned as I settled onto the mattress, gripping my heaving belly with both hands. There was so much pressure now, but I tried my best to stop pushing.

He placed himself beside me on the bed, lying on his side. He stroked the top of my head with one hand, wiping strands of hair from my grimacing face. "Just breathe...you're doing great."

I took a deep breath before looking over at him. "Hooooo...well, come on...mmh- where were we...?"

He seemed to hesitate briefly, out of concern, but we both knew what we wanted. He leaned over and kissed me, softly yet deeply. He used one hand to caress my bare belly, and I hummed in contentment.

"It feels nice...hooo- when you rub it," I breathed. A strong contraction hit, and my body clenched. His hand held firmly onto my belly, as if tensing along with me. Feeling the urge to bear down again, I pressed my thighs together, crossing my legs at the ankles. "Mmph! Ooohhh...."

As I strained, he moved his kisses down to my neck, then my collarbone. The touch of his lips caused my skin to prickle and my breath to quiver. All the while, he kept on rubbing my tight belly in big circles.

His mouth found its way down to my breast again and began to kiss and suckle. He nibbled on my teat, and spurts of milk sprang forth. My breath caught in my throat, my back arching slightly.

"F-fuck," I gasped. The sensations were all becoming too much. I was awash in pressure, pain, lust, ecstasy. I desperately needed to give in to my body's desire to birth this baby.

My partner began to climb more on top of me, and moved his kisses lower still. He put one knee between my legs, and I was forced to spread them apart again. He started planting kisses on my belly, as his hands moved up to continue stimulating my chest. He grabbed one breast in each hand and squeezed rhythmically while his lips grazed my gravid swell. It felt incredible.

As he continued this, he lifted his other leg and put it between mine. Now I had no choice- I spread my legs wide, and put my knees up. The urge to push quickly strengthened, until it was impossible to resist.

I moaned and arched again, thrusting my belly more into his face. "Nngguuhh...p-pushing...pushinggg!"

He removed his hands from my breasts, sensually stroking down the sides of my belly, as if to soothe me and the baby. His hands were slick with sweat and milk, gliding smoothly over my sensitive skin. He continued to kiss down the middle of my belly as I pushed.

"I can feel it moving down," he told me, as his face became hidden behind my pregnant mound. I wasn't sure if that was true, if he could actually feel the mass descending through me, but it turned me on either way.

With each passing moment, the pressure increased, and the baby came closer to being born. I felt it crowning again, my crotch burning. I gripped the bedsheets in my fists, huffing and puffing from the exertion. "Hooo...hooo...hooo..."

He just kept kissing me, feeling me up, like he was worshipping me. His lips danced around my belly button, making me squirm. It was all so sensitive!

I tucked my chin and curled my body a bit, my face scrunching as I gave my hardest push yet. The head between my legs was quickly nearing a full crown, tenting out my stretchy shorts profusely.

My partner kept kissing down past the curve of my belly, past my pelvis, crouching more between my legs. He saw the growing bulge of our baby's head under the strained and dampened spandex, and gently put his hand on it, caressing it with his thumb. After a moment, he leaned in and lightly kissed it, before looking back up at me.

"Are you ready now?" He asked softly.

I nodded feverishly, grunting and whimpering, already reaching down to grab the hem of my shorts. "Mmh- need it out!"

He sat himself up and helped me pull my shorts and underwear down. It took some effort, with us both being drenched in sweat. At last, he wrangled them past my knees. I gave in to another push as he yanked them off and cast them aside. The head came fully out, along with a spurt of fluid. I gasped and my thighs shook.

"There you go, nice and easy, babe." My partner said. He took one hand and cradled the head hanging out of me. Then, he took the other one and put it above, where his thumb quickly found my clit.

I breathed in sharply, my body spasming. The sensation was unlike anything I'd felt before, an electric, paralyzing pleasure. After so much stimulation, I was already worked up, and I felt like this would put me to the edge...

"Push, honey," my man coaxed.

I bore down as he continued to rub my clit, moaning as my baby's shoulders stretched me. "Fuck...oh, fuck!"

"That's it, it's coming!"

"I'm- I'm..." I sputtered. It was too much. The stimulation, my partner's voice, the baby stretching me. "...I'm c- cuh- MMGGGAAAHH!"

The baby pushed past its widest point as I came. In a flash, it slid out and into my man's awaiting hands. He quickly scooped it up, and I collapsed, completely spent.

I lay back, body shaking, as sweat evaporated off me and caused goosebumps to pop up across my body. I gasped for breath, chest heaving, tits leaking. My hair was matted, my jaw slack. Once the shock of the orgasm tapered off a bit, I looked up.

My partner was still between my legs, holding our newborn baby as it began to cry. "You did it...it's a girl," he said.

Tears of joy welled in my eyes. I reached my arms out and took my daughter into them, bringing her close to me.

Just like that, from one pill and less than a day, I'd brought a new life into the world.

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