I walked down the stairway, towel inhand; past my beach ball-sized belly, I laid my eyes on the hotspring below, steam rising up from the pool of liquid. After having these children kick me inside out, have them mooch off my food, and have them make me crave the most disgusting things on the face of Earth... tonight will be of relaxation.
I wore nothing but what my husband calls my 'cleavage jacket', my grey pants, and my skull necklace. But under my pants, there was no underwear; that's right - this viper is commando! I feel sexy just thinking about it.
My foot came to the last step of the stairway, I can already feel the spring now. I unzipped my cleavage jacket and put it on a rock spire near the spring. Then, I began to unbutton my grey pants. I did it slowly, enjoying every second. After I finished unbuttoning, I dropped my pants onto the last stair. And with that... my sexy, pregnant, and nude form was revealed!
I put my left foot into the water, testing its temperature. Deeming it great, I put my other foot in. I walked further into the spring, submerging my pregnant form. When I reached the bottom with my feet, everything below my exposed breasts was completely underwater. Finding a comfortable slab of rock with my firm ass, I plopped down, letting the weight of my belly take effect.
The water warmed my body, heating up my body from the cool night air. I closed my eyes, letting my naked self float, despite my full womb. But, my womb wouldn't allow that; several swift kicks battered against my insides, opening my eyes.
I looked down at my floating belly, "Hey! This is MY night!" I ordered, splashing my arms in the springwater. The fetus' in my womb appeared to understand my command, because they calmed down. "Yes," I said as I rubbed my belly lovably. "Calm babies..." I breathed. Finally, the night was mine; not my husband's, not my womb's, but mine... I wanted to enjoy every second I could.
Reaching down for my massive belly, I rubbed the upper left region. "Jannie," I said. "You're head is right up in my ribcage - thats we're you like to be, close to Mom! But you're squashing your sister,"
What I'm I doing? Talking to my unborn babies who are currently in the deepest recesses of me? Deep in my massive gut, where they'll remain for 4 more months? I thought to myself - wasn't this my night, and if so, why I'm I talking to my womb? I don't know why.
Now rubbing the lower left region, I spoke, "Lilia... you're right underneath Jannie - so you're probably going to be mommy's little cobra."
"And Nick," I remembered that Nick was the only boy in her womb. He has two sisters, and him by himself. "Nick," I said again. I felt Nick punch me. "You're defiantly going to be your father's child."
Deeming it long enough, I looked around for my pants - which were gone. I got out of the spring, wrapped my towel around my waist, and put on my cleavage-jacket. My body was soaking wet when I shouted, "Honey! Did you move my pants?" I swear, if Dave moved my pants...