Kim’s Last Day by Anonymous

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This is a story entry for the Writing Contest.
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Related Work & Context: Spin-Off of Shark.

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Kim sat in Mr. Oharo's office, her pregnant belly straining against the confines of the latest dress Mr. Oharo had provided her with. The fabric struggled to contain the enormity of her burgeoning belly to the point that several tears had appeared on the sides as it was reaching its limits. Her massive breasts pushed up and threatened to burst out of her neckline.

Mr. Oharo sat behind his ornate desk, his eyes fixed on her swollen form.

"Kim, my dear, you know how much I and the customers enjoy watching you grow," he purred, his voice dripping with a sickly sweetness. "You're like a beautiful, ripe fruit ready, bursting with life, and our business partners are grateful for the feedback you give on their products. It's been such a pleasure having you serve me all these months."

Kim's face flushed with a mix of embarrassment and discomfort. The chair groaned and she shifted her weight, her belly wobbling like a water balloon, she took a shaky deep breath stealing herself. "Mr. Oharo, I... I can't do this anymore," she stammered, clutching her belly. "My body... it's reaching its limit, I can't take it. I need to quit!"

Mr. Oharo's eyes narrowed, his smile fading. "Quit? his voice oozed with a mix of anger and amusement, his eyes boring into Kim's vulnerable state.

Kim's heart pounded in her chest. She knew she had to stand firm. "I'm sorry, Mr. Oharo, but I can't continue. This pregnancy has taken a toll on me. I think the food is affecting me. I have to prioritize my health and the well-being of my babies."

She could sense a burning anger raging behind his calm exterior. No one had gone against Mr. Oharo's wishes before, but the alternative was spending the last month of her pregnancy here felt far scarier for her.

Mr Oharo leaned forward over his desk. "You do understand, my dear, that your contract stipulates that you must work until after you've given birth."

"I know but...I can't take it anymore.... everything feels so tight" Kim stammered, her voice trembling as tears welled in her eyes.

Kim grunted as she felt a surge of movement in her belly, causing another tear in her dress as it shuddered.

After nearly a minute she blinked away her tears and looked up at Mr Oharo who hadn't moved.

"I understand, Kim. Your body is under immense strain from carrying those quintuplets. However, I do have an offer for you."

Kim's eyebrows arched in surprise—a compromise? She expected him to dismiss her concerns as he had with so many others before.

Mr Oharo smiled, his voice laced with a hint of desire. "One more day, Kim. Give me and the guests one more day of your radiant presence, and I will pay you a week's wages. Not a bad deal wouldn't you say?"

Kim's mouth opened, but no words escaped. She was torn between the weight of responsibility and the allure of financial security. She paused “I don't want to eat....”

"You won't be expected to eat more than you feel comfortable with," Mr Oharo interupted, a gleam in his eyes.

Kim's blush deepened as the implications of his words weighed upon her.

After a moment of hesitant silence, Kim nodded, her agreement a whisper in the dimly lit room.

Mr Oharo gave a warm smile, a predator hiding behind a calm facade, as Kim struggled to her feet he went over to a mini bar and returned with 2 drinks in hand. "Excellent, then let us toast your final day with us”

Kim took the glass of sparkling water, a smile of relief crossed her face, the first real smile in weeks. “One last day” she muttered.

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Kim waddled through the crowded bar, her enlarged belly leading the way like a massive beach ball on her legs. The weight of her impending motherhood pressed heavily against her back, making each step a slow and laborious task. Sweat dripped down her forehead as she struggled to balance the tray full of drinks in her hand.

Sasha, always jealous of Kim being the boss' favorite, sauntered past, smirking at Kim's plight. "Wow, Kim, you look like you swallowed a whole watermelon farm! Nice to see you actually putting some effort in for once. But hey, I suppose the tips must be great with those giant milk jugs you got there."

Kim gritted her teeth, taking strength from the fact that this whole ordeal would be over. Especially given that all she had been given to wear was a small bikini, the front barely covered her swollen nipples and was wet from the slow and constant release of milk. Worse, the straps dug into her shoulders and waist and she feared they may snap at any moment. No doubt this was punishment for her decision to leave yesterday.

Her thoughts were grabbed away as her belly tightened and she doubled over, pressing her lips together and groaning quietly as she was hit by what felt like another contraction. She had been experiencing them since last night and they kept getting stronger. At first, she had dismissed the thought she might be in labor as her babies weren't due for another month. But the terrifying truth was starting to settle in, the babies were coming soon!

She took a deep breath as her body relaxed and the pressure eased. Just 3 more hours she muttered, she just had to make it to the end of the shift and head to the nearest hospital.

Looking up, she saw Mr Oharo approaching her accompanied by a beautiful Asian woman.

"Kim, my dear, meet Dr. Hana Jiang," he said with a sly smile. "She's fascinated by pregnancy, you know, and one of our closest business partners."

Kim mustered a tired smile and greeted Hana, who stared at her with wide, awestruck eyes. But before Kim could say anything, Hana's hands reached out and gently caressed Kim's bulging belly.

"Oh, my," Hana murmured, her voice filled with admiration. "So big, amazing!” Kim's eyes widened in surprise, her tight belly was extremely sensitive to the touch and the unexpected contact was making her skin tingle. “You look positively radiant, like a divine goddess of fertility" Hana continued.

Kim's eyes widened in surprise. She had become accustomed to the odd comments about her pregnancy, but this one took the cake.

Meanwhile, Mr. Oharo chuckled and cleared his throat. "As much as we'd love to bask in Kim's lovely glow, Dr. Jiang, we have to let her get back to work and discuss our arrangements."

Hana reluctantly released her hold on Kim's belly, 1 hand toying with her large belly button for a moment longer than necessary, giving Kim a wink as she did so, Mr. Oharo led Hana away, chuckling softly as Kim resumed work, grunting in discomfort.

The next few hours moved at a crawl, she felt the eyes of the room on her at all times, drinking in low hanging and tightly stretched boulder that was her belly. She had just handed a customer a drink when suddenly her eyes went wide. “OOhhhhhnngggg!! ...” she groaned, Her hands clutched the table for support as she hunched over her cramping belly. The pains were coming so strongly now. “Are you alright love?” one of the men at the table asked amusingly as she panted frantically. She looked up, “I'm fine sir” she lied, forcing herself to smile as she pushed herself upright.

That one was the worst one yet. I must look a mess, she thought distractedly. She slumped against the closest wall trying to gather what little strength she had for the final hour and then it would all be over.

“Honored guests!” a voice rang out across the room.

Kim looked up to see Jess on the small stage at the side of the bar wearing a dress that accentuated her own small but developing pregnant bump, looking over the few remaining guests.

“We're pleased that you decided to join us on such short notice for this special occasion” Jess continued. A sudden surge of unease gripped Kim as Jess's eyes met hers. “Today is the last day that our local star Kim will be working here. But don't worry as she's going to give you an exclusive final show to remember!” A sinister smile crossed her face and she spoke those last words.

Kim's heart pounded in her chest. She had to get away, but suddenly Sasha appeared behind her and started dragging her up onto the stage. The blinding lights overhead only intensified her discomfort, the sweat dripping down her face a testament to her struggle. She clutched her engorged belly, feeling the relentless contractions rip through her like waves crashing against the shore.

Sasha sneered, her voice dripping with malice as she whispered. "You didn't think you could get out of this did you Kimmy?"

Another awful contraction seized her belly and her hands shot out, grasping on to Sasha's sleeves for support, letting out a long pained moan, her head resting against Sasha's chest. “No need to get emotional about it” Sasha joked aloud, earning a chorus of laughter from the crowd.

Kim gritted her teeth. With every step she took, her belly squirmed and writhed, the movements of her unborn babies threatening to bring her to her knees. She mustered all her strength and managed to reach the center of the stage where Jess handed her the mic.

The spotlight blazed down on her, illuminating her swollen belly and engorged breasts. The revealing bikini felt like a vice around her expanding frame, and she fought to catch her breath.

“Hello everyone, My name's Kim” she managed, her voice quavering. 'Just get through this and it will all be over' she thought, trying hard to ignore the stares of Mr Oharo's honored guests, their eyes gleaming with the same sadistic delight she often saw in his.

“As you can see, I'm ready to pop at any moment” Kim breathed as she squirmed, putting on a strained smile and a rough chuckle as the audience laughed.

"How many do you have stuffed in there" a man heckled from somewhere in the room.

“Five..... maybe more.... I think” she groaned, cupping her flanks as she spread her legs in an attempt to alleviate as much pressure from her over-packed belly as she could, conscious of how it tightened her bikini straps as she did so.

The crowd's murmurs filled her ears as she clutched her belly, trying to steady herself against the onslaught of contractions.

"How about one last treat for our guests!” Sasha shouted, a dark smile across her face “Let's see if she can handle serving up some moves before her body is too busy serving up babies!"

The crowd erupted into laughter, their raucous voices echoing through the bar. Kim's face flushed with embarrassment and frustration at this latest trial.

As the music blared, Kim forced herself to dance, her swollen body moving in awkward, jerky motions. The pain was unbearable, but she refused to let it consume her. She glanced at the crowd, hoping to find a shred of sympathy, but all she saw were leering faces and hungry eyes.

"Give us a show, Kim!" a man shouted, his voice filled with perverse excitement.

Kim's eyes narrowed, this was the final stretch she told herself as she pushed herself to the limit, her body protesting each movement, but she refused to give in. Sweat dripped down her forehead, mixing with tears of pain and frustration.

By the end of it, Kim could barely stand, drenched in sweat and breathing heavily. Sasha and Jess appeared at her side catching her before she collapsed to her knees.

Kim groaned and she stood up, her heart racing. She had never been comfortable in the spotlight, and now, with her massive pregnant belly straining against her skimpy bikini, all eyes were on her, Sasha and Jess. Her 2 co-workers who had been tasked by Mr Oharo to look after her for the past few weeks, had shown her no sympathy.

"Give it up for Kim, everyone!" Jess announced, her voice dripping with malicious glee, having enjoyed every moment of Kim's performance. The crowd erupted into applause, their cheers mixing with Kim's heavy breathing.

She suddenly felt Jess' hand slip down beneath the back of her bikini bottom.

Kim's eyes widened in shock as she felt something cold and slippery being pressed against her backside. She opened her mouth in alarm, as Jess whispered in her ear “A parting gift for you” as Kim shuddered, feeling Jess push the small object into her.

Kim stumbled towards the stage exit, her body trembling with fear and uncertainty, a sudden and searing heat washed over her. Her skin prickled as if being licked by invisible flames, her hands grasping at her distended belly as she felt it begin to swell.

She made a few more steps towards the stairs at the side of the stage as her belly stretched relentlessly filling her up beyond what she ever thought possible!

The audience watched in stunned silence, their eyes widening as Kim's belly and boobs expanded before their eyes. They ballooned outwards, stretching the straps of her bikini to their limits, until, with a sharp snap, the straps gave way. The crowd gasped in unison as Kim's naked body was laid bare before them, her engorged breasts bouncing free from their restraints, milk exploding from both nipples, splattering over the stage.

Kim's knees buckled beneath her, unable to bear the weight of her rapidly growing belly. She lent towards the stage wall, her whole body flushed pink and sweating. Her belly was now a red, heaving mass, growing tighter, higher, fuller, and firmer as she cried out.

Kim gasped as her skin burned and tingled and she could hardly breathe, as her abdomen pushed past her knees, her hands scrambling at the wall for support. “Gonna—burst” she groaned through clenched teeth.

Panic surged through her veins as Kim could feel her skin stretching to the brink of rupture. The pressure intensified with each passing moment, threatening to burst forth like a grotesque water balloon. She could almost hear the sickening creak of her flesh, stretched beyond its natural limits.

The boulder-sized belly let out a deep rumble, gurgling loudly, Kim's face twisted in agony. Jess and Sasha exchanged a worried look, fearing Kim had been pushed too far, the latter even taking a step back.

Suddenly, with a deafening cry of relief and pleasure, a gush of fluid erupted out from between Kim's legs. Kim groaned softly as gallons of fluid splashed over the stage.

“Shit!” Jess swore as it splattered against her legs

Finally, Kim's legs and arms gave in. Slowly she sagged down against her colossal belly as it came to rest on the floor. Panting heavily she sobbed silent tears of relief from her eyes, her mouth slack as fluid dripped over the lower side of her belly, trailing to the flooded stage.

Kim was left in a euphoric daze for a few minutes, her mind briefly overloaded, she could hear Jess freaking out about something, laughter, she could also hear someone shouting from off stage.

A sudden spasm and gurgle from her belly ended the blissful haze. Kim grunted, firmly clutching her distended sides. Another gurgle, longer this time, caused her to cry out.

She turned her face, drained of color, and with panic-filled eyes saw Dr Hana running over to her

“Oh God! The babies are coming!!!” Kim managed, clenching her teeth and clutching her enormous abdomen, crying out in pain.

Hana was at her side and asked “Kim, have you had any contractions up until now, when did they start?

“Y-y…Ah! Yes…” Kim sobbed, nodding her head. She squeezed her eyes shut as another stab of pain resonated through her belly. “Since last night! it huuuuuurts...!”

Hana turned to the crowd. “I can't believe you gave her a concentrated dose. What were you thinking?” she shouted.

“Come now, Dr Jiang” Mr Oharo's voice answered calmly “Kim was telling me last night how troublesome and unpleasant her pregnancy had become due to 'your formula', so I decided...... to speed things along, rip off the band-aid so to speak.”

Hana bit back a reply, realising the threat in his words, she was partly responsible for this. It was then that Kim wailed long and loud “UAAAAAAARGH! OH GOOOOOOOODDD!” and Hana turned her attention back to her.

“Ah..ah, AAGH! I-I’m too…too FULL! It's too much!” Kim blew up her cheeks and puffed rapidly. Her face had flushed a dark shade of red and she was once again sweating profoundly. Her pregnant belly was hardening, the babies pushing restlessly from within her.

For a second, Hana was mesmerized by Kim's extremely gravid form, a mix of concern and desire etched across her face before she regained her focus.

“J-just breathe, Kim! Can you tell me how far apart your contractions are? You!” Hana pointed at Sasha, “get me some towels.” Sasha looked like she was about to argue, but with a nod from Mr Oharo, she obeyed.

A minute later, Hana was wringing out a small damp towel and wiping it against her forehead, then her large breasts and the sides of her immense belly, her touch lingering a moment longer than necessary as she stared at the huge mass. Her bare hand reaching out to press against Kim's swollen belly as she licked her lips, her breathing becoming heavier.

She felt the soft squirming movement under the skin, before it shuddered as it tightened and hardened beneath her touch, “so beautiful” Hana breathed.

“Ahh, Uuuuuh, Fffuuuuhh…” Kim groaned before resuming a Lamaze breathing technique she had taught herself. It seemed to do the trick of calming her down. Then she grabbed Hana's arm as her eyes flared open and she moaned loudly.

“Wh-WHOAAAAAA! Oh god! T-too big… I’m g-gonna explode!” She shrieked, squeezing Hana's arm with sudden, unrelenting strength. As she grunted, her breasts fountained milk outwards, as if reacting to the immense pressure below.

“You’re not going to explode,” Hana assured her. “Did you count? How far are your contractions apart?”

“Ah…about aaaa…a minute… S-sometimes…lesss…” Kim panted, her hands rubbing her oversized belly absent-mindedly. “I I have to p-push! Gotta get... them out! I need them out!!! UAAAAGH!”

“Don’t push yet, you need to save your strength until you’re dilated. Just focus on your breathing for now, okay?”

Kim’s face was red and slick from sweat as she huffed in rhythmic salvos. Her hair clung to her skin apologetically, clutching her face much like her arms clutched her bloated body. She was still facing the wall lying on her stomach, its size preventing her knees from touching the floor.

Time passed at a crawl, Mr Oharo and the other guests losing interest as they resumed drinking and talking amongst themselves, occasionally pausing to marvel over the tortured form of Kim on stage as she grunted through her contractions, pausing in their discussions when she let out the occasional wail or scream.

“I don't wanna them to see me like this” Kim whimpered,

“Tough luck Kimmy” Sasha said, walking up and placing a pile of towels beside them. “You agreed to all this” she said snidely.

“What?” Hana gasped, surprised.

“What, you didn't know?” Sasha said with a grin on her face, “All pregnant girls who work here agree to have Mr Oharo witness their births”

“Like this?” Hana snapped, gesturing around the stage.

Sasha lent in, her voice an irritated whisper “Look love, you have any idea how much he pays them for this, her bank account is probably as big as she is at this point.” Hana looked back at Kim, who nodded shamefully. “Jeez it's always the same, they take the big bucks, then complain when it gets difficult” Sasha muttered to herself as she walked off.

“Uuuuurgh!” Kim clenched again. Her legs were trembling, hanging hopelessly from her swollen boulder-like belly. “I'm going to check your dilation” Hana said, snapping a latex glove on one hand and moving two of her fingers inside Kim's squeezing vagina. She was trying to keep focused but between Kim's groans and struggles and how many babies she had stretching her womb to its limit, it was proving difficult.

“Kim your fully dilated! It's finally time to deliver these babies"! Hana announced unable to keep the excitement from her voice.

“But t-they’re TOO BIIIIIIG!” Kim shrieked, tears rolling over her cheeks.

Hana grabbed a towel and dabbed her head. “Kim, when the next contraction comes, I need you to push, the way your positioned gravity will help, but you need to push as hard as you can. Can you do that, Kim?”

Kim, sobbing and red from pain and crying, nodded. With each contraction, Kim pushed. Time seemed to slow. Half an hour, then one more, guests and staff departed to leaving only Mr Oharo, Sasha and 3 other guests sat in front of the stage to watch as Kim kept puffing and grunting, and pushing.

“i-it’s coming…” Kim puffed, gripping Hana’s hand tight. “It’s coming! It’s coming itscomingiscomingi-i-FUUUUUCKKKK!” Kim gave a powerful scream –milk spurting from her trembling nipples, the fluid dripping down her enormous tits and across her belly.

“Unnnn….UUHHHHNGG!” Kim's face turned from deep red to purple as she pushed and pushed, and PUSHED. Her hands were shaking and clawing at the wall. Her belly trembled and shook violently, spasms convulsing, yet she pushed on without relenting as her vagina began to bulge.

“Keep pushing!” Hana stated, “I'm going to try to help you as best I can”, She moved around breathing heavily as she placed her hands stroking Kim’s belly, feeling it shudder beneath her hands. As Kim groaned, she pushed against the mass. “Harder! HARDER! You’re so close!”

“Huu….NNG…HNGGGGGUAYYYH!” Kim shrieked, her face a hot red mess of sweat and tears. The skin around her vagina bulged outwards more and more; her labia puffy and red, pulsing and bucking from the infant forcing its way through. Then she stopped, gasping for air.

"Kim, you're doing great," Hana said.

"It hurts, Hana," Kim moaned, her voice trembling as she looked back. "I don't know if I can do this."

"I know but you're so strong, Kim" She looked Kim in the eyes, “Fertile goddess remember” she added with a smile.

Kim smiled back before her face twisted again, sweat trickling down her immensely swollen belly as, with another breath, she gathered her strength once more and heaved.

“B-Big! Too BIG! O-OH GOD!” She gritted her teeth, swaying her head left and right. “HNNNNGH!”

Pushing harder than ever, Kim's labia now stretched to their absolute limit, wrapped around the cannonball that was her baby’s head.

“One more, Kim!” Hana said ecstatically, pressing down, “Give me one more big push!”

Kim let out a primal scream as she summoned all her strength, her pussy bulged out so much it was threatening to burst, yet with that final, colossal push she felt the head pop out of her, then with sudden unexpected ease the rest of the infant slipped through, falling into Hana's hands.

Kim let out a pleasured moan at the wonderful physical relief, the hot wet rush of movement between her sore lips combined with the release of the overwhelming surge of hormones and pressure was ecstasy for her.

“It’s a girl!” Hana said enthusiastically as some of the onlookers clapped and the baby began to cry. Kim's face was a mask of pleasured relief, her lips trembling in an exhausted smile.

Hana went to work cutting and tying the umbilical cord before wrapping the wailing infant in a towel, before turning back to Kim whose hugely, overly swollen belly had sagged a little and now allowing her knees to touch the floor.

“Wow, you weren't kidding when you said she'd put on a show!” she said, turning to Mr Oharo.

“I'm pleased your enjoying yourself” he replied smiling back, the other guests chuckled.

Hana cleared her throat awkwardly. “Reckon we’ll have a few minutes at most before her next contraction hits. We can't have her fainting, get her something to drink! Water mixed with salt and sugar should do it” before adding “and nothing else!”

Sweat glistened on Kim's trembling body. Her labored breaths filled the air. Hana leaned down, wiping away the perspiration and handed her the cool glass of water. Kim's hands shook as she gratefully accepted the drink, her gratitude palpable. “Your amazing Kim!” Hana said.

Without warning, Kim's belly lurched and the glass slipped from her grasp, falling to the stage floor.

At that moment, Kim felt a massive contraction grip her. Feeling one of her babies driven with brutal force into her birth canal and excruciating pain lanced through her body forcing a scream of distress from her lips, her wide eyes wide in shock, her hand locked onto Hana's arm in a white knuckle grip.

“what's wrong?” Hana said with a look of alarm.

Kim was breathing hard and fast, groaning as her belly heaved and shuddered beneath her, “Baby..... coming too.... FAST!!!" she gasped and she felt the massive head of her baby being forced out with unrelenting force.

Kim pulled her hand back, "Catch.... CATCH IT!" she screamed.

Hana's heart raced, as she scrambled with a flurry of movement, she saw Kim's vulva bulging outwards rapidly, parting before with an explosion of fluids Kim's 2nd baby shot into the world with incredible force, Hana just managing to catch the newborn before releasing a nervous laugh, it was a boy and much smaller than the first baby.

Gasps of astonishment sounded throughout the room as Kim's body trembled after such a fast birth, feeling like a bomb had just gone off between her legs.

“Oh my god!” Hana yelled in astonishment “This is incredible, she's incredible!” her face lit up with impish glee as turned to face Mr Oharo who grinned.

They set up a cushioned mat on the stage as Kim sagged against the wall panting with exhaustion. “Kim!” Hana said “We're going to move you so your a bit more comfortable”, and with that, she and Sasha slowly moved Kim onto the mat as she groaned.

“Jesus! Even after birthing 2 brats she is still this big!” Sasha complained as they manoeuvred Kim. “It's like rolling a beached whale” she grunted, the other chuckled as Hana shot her a venomous stare.

Kim was exhausted, with no more strength to help, and was on the verge of collapse.

A few minutes later she was propped up on the mat facing towards Mr Oharo and the others, “I don't want to do this anymore, it's too much”, her belly and breasts bobbing as she sobbed uncontrollably.

Hana rushed to her side, cupping Kim's tear-stained cheeks. She leaned in, her voice filled with reassurance and a hint of something else. "Kim, listen to me. You are strong. You've already brought two beautiful babies into this world. I know it's overwhelming, but trust me, you can do this."

Kim's eyes met Hana's gaze. "But it's so hard, I... I can't."

Hana's heart raced as her love for the pregnant body threatened to distract her again and she leaned forward, pressing her body against Kim. She fought to keep her composure, her voice betraying her arousal. "I understand, Kim. It's completely normal to feel scared, don't worry about them” She nodded to their audience “It's just you, me and the babies right now”

Kim sniffled, her grip on Hana's hand tightening. "I don't know if I can handle all of this."

Hana's voice turned soft, filled with a mix of compassion and desire. "Kim, most women carry only 1 child but you, you fertile goddess, are carrying much more. Your body wouldn't have given you so many blessings if it knew you couldn't handle it. You have the strength within you to bring these babies into the world. I believe in you."

Kim's tears slowly subsided, replaced by a newfound determination. She nodded, a small smile playing on her lips. "You're right, Hana. I can do this. For my babies."

Hana's heart fluttered as she watched Kim's resolve strengthen. She caressed her smooth belly. Her arousal surged beneath the surface, rubbing her thighs together she let out a shuddering breath. "That's the spirit, Kim” she breathed, her face flushed “We'll get through this.”

As Kim began to push, her face contorted with effort, Hana's gaze shifted momentarily towards their audience. Her eyes met Mr. Oharo, whose sinister smile made her uneasy. It was as if he could see right through her, aware.

Suddenly, the atmosphere grew heavy with tension. "Dr Jiang," Mr. Oharo's voice echoed through the room, his words dripping with delight as he stood. "I don't normally allow my girls to have help with their labor, but I just want to say you've been doing a great job and it's been a joy watching you help Kim. I might have to ask you back to help all my girls with their labor”

Hana swallowed at the thought before Kim groaned as she spread her legs. her arms were once again wrapped around her belly, despite birthing two babies it still retained its mammoth girth towering over her, it trembled and groaned. “Nooooo” Kim whimpered “let me rest!” as Hana turned back towards her.

“The show goes on,” Mr Oharo said, holding up a wine glass to the stage as he sat down.

The End?