Lost Creek Hollow bronca

LESBIAN PREGNANCY THREAD

pregnancy was strange.
she and silvertongue were now past the halfway mark of their shared journey to start a family, and wren was, oddly enough, calm. almost too calm. the days of hormonal neuroticism had now given way to a comfortable haze. she could not remember the last time she felt so — alright.
perhaps it was the presence of her lovely wife and knowing that she was not alone. she passes a lazy smile to her now, hooded brown eyes pooling with endless adoration. you're full of shit, she teases. you're just as beautiful as always. have you taken a good look at me?
wren herself was now beginning to fatten substantially. it looked almost unnatural on her, the way she carried such sturdy muscle along with the weight of her children; she felt alien!; but for once, it didn't seem to bother her so much beyond the passing jest. she extends a forelimb to help her wife stay straight, but not without gently prodding at her belly with the tip of a nail. you better be nice to her, capiche? that's your mama.