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"The Litter" — A Short Story
🕑 Added 2021-05-22 15:07:24 +0000 UTCI remember seeing this picture, and immediately knew what I was going to do with it. Her pose, the sense of resignation. The subject was already busty, so from there, I just wanted to expand her belly so the enlarged breasts could just sort of gently flop on top. "Yup, I'm pregnant as shit with your triplets, I feel like I weigh a ton, and it's hot today. So I don't care. I'm not putting a shirt back on until the air conditioning is fixed. Your turn."
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Actually, I found the story I originally wrote for it. Here we go... (Kinda the opposite story of what I remember, judging from above, hahaha.)
Her doctors recommended a C-section, but Tina would have nothing of It. She had always been strong-headed, and showed no hesitation In making her voice heard — even when she was this petite, 5'2" wisp of a thing, just six months ago.
At first, she was horrified by her apparent knack for fertility — she and her husband had been eager to have kids, and no sooner that they started trying, Tina found out they were going to be parents. The excitement was tempered shortly thereafter, though—she created a sensation In the medical community and In the press when It was revealed that she was the first woman In medical history who was pregnant with 9 viable fetuses.
Alternatives were suggested, but the only thing that scared Tina more than the Impending road ahead was deciding which of her brood should go. Even though her own safety and health was at risk, she intended to go through the whole pregnancy, naturally, as God intended.
Now, six months later, she was a sight Indeed. When she could, slowly, waddle up to a mirror, she couldn't help but be reminded of how her breasts had grown from pert little C cups to their present mass, each as large as her belly would have been, had she received only one blessing, Instead of a nine. And her belly Itself...
Three months to go, but for now, both mother and children are happy and healthy. Soon, the milk will come in—thank God, she thought, leaning back in her chair as she enjoyed one of the last cool summer days before fall. "These kids are going to be hungry... At least they'll have plenty of food....
