Mpreg Part 1/3a teenager girl named Vicky was ready to mingle. She has been wanting to have a boyfriend ever since her friends got one. A teenager boy named Brett was pregnant. He was at his first stage and 2nd month of pregnancy. They were both at a club when they bumped into each other. Brett didn't drink alcohol instead he just danced. His belly bump wasn't noticeable at all. They both danced when Vicky tricked over someone's foot but was caught by Brett. They offered each other's numbers to get to know each other. Vicky fell in love with Brett's brown hair, green eyes, tall figure. Brett fell in love with Vicky's blonde hair, cute dimples, and nice attitude. They started dating each other. Vicky noticed Brett's belly getting bigger every week and decided to ask him. "Brett, is everything okay? Lately you have been gaining wait." "O-oh. Uhm. I guess it's time to tell you. Promise you will still stay by my side no matter what?" "Of course, what is it?" "I-I'm.......pregnant. I got to go." "Wait! Y
 A Beautiful BirthAnother powerful contraction took hold of her – the strongest one yet.  She gasped at the intensity of it and breathed deeply into it, letting out a low moan as she relaxed her chin against her chest.  She was leaning back against her husband in an inflatable kiddie pool of body temperature-warm water which came up to just under her naked breasts.

He screamed bloody murder, unaware of any coherent words coming out of his mouth or the work his body was unconsciously doing, until he felt a sharp pop. He heard Jason telling him the head was out but didn’t have time to react before the shoulders were forcing their way into the world as well and it took all of his strength not to pass out on the spot.
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