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contemplating between your bestfriend and your father, your new found motherly instincts reminds you what's best for your unborn child. You shamefully hang your head as you regretfully make your choice. "I- uh-" I stammer. "Well, dear?" your mother retorts in an annoyed tone. "As much as I trust my bestfriend, he's not in any place to be a father. I need someone who can provide for me and my baby." You slowly look up with a painful look in your eye. the embarrassment making your face beet red. To your dismay you see your mother smiling. Not just smiling, but grinning! "So what are you saying, dear? Are you telling me what I think you're telling me?" She looks at you with a sense eagerness. "Yes. I need a real man." a quick feeling of disgust washes over you for a moment as you think about you're picking your father to be your lover. But as you look down on your pregnant round belly, you can't help but smile. Smile at the idea of what he can provide for your child. "Oh, you made me so happy!" Your mother hugs you and rocks you side to side from the sheer joy radiating from her. "Your father is gonna be so pleased! You have no idea how much I needed a sister wife! Oh, this will be wonderful! We can gab and gossip, maybe I can give you pointers on your new marriage to Henry-- you'll be referring to your new husband as Henry now instead of "dad". You look at her with a blank look on your face. Hearing that from your mother sends you into a rabbithole of thoughts as she rambles on about my new role as his wife. However, I can't help myself as nee feelings magically keep creeping up on me. and I wasn't sure if I'm disgusted at the thought of Henry putting a baby in me. what's wrong with me?