Merbirth Pt 1Nereida stopped at the entrance to her living area, her mouth hanging agape as she took in the sixteen rowdy mermen filling the space. She quickly picked out the drunk-to-the-eyeballs, the not-quite-unreasonably-drunks, the just-a-little-bit-tipsies and the sover-as-a-birds. Needless to say, the latter category was few and far between with only two members. The first was a mer named Ophion, if she recalled correctly. He was tucked into the far corner, scribbling his thoughts on his tablet. To Nereida it seemed that Ophion was all but forgotten amongst the drunken commotion. Pelagius, on the other hand, was the centre of attention, stretched out on Nereida's ratty sponge lounge, cringing and looking like he wanted to scream.
He wouldn't though. This much of the horrible ritual, Reida understood. Pelagius was not allowed to make a sound to give away the amount of pain he was in.
Tallulah, Pelagius's wife, exited the kitchen a few feet away and paused next to her. "How's he doing?" she as
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WARNING: This short story contains Minor Language, Mpreg, and Descriptive Labour and Birth Scenes. If you do not prefer any of these, than this is not the story for you, and I would recommend that you not read it. Especially if all you wish to do is comment on how much you think Mpreg is disgusting and wrong. If you have anything against this story, you can note me. I would prefer not to have comments that do nothing but start flame wars.
Jeremy sat at the table in silence, Alyssa, one of his best friends sitting across from him. He had been against the blind date from the beginning since he was worried that his nerves would cause him to go into labour, and that it would force poor Matthew, his date, to take him home or to the hospital before they even got to know each other. He was already a week past his due date, and he knew it wasn't smart to be out and about in his condition, but he also felt as if he would go insane if all he