Unbirthing Stories: 5 Twisted Tales of Age Regression

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It begins with a peculiarly small Bosmer, far far north of the main Skyrim province, in a small but bustling Nord town, on a remote, frozen island in the middle of nowhere... Language: English Words: 123,245 Chapters: 32/? Comments: 33 Kudos: 205 Bookmarks: 22 Hits: 19,883 He stood the three girls all in a row like he was presenting the woman with a new car rather than three children. "Colourful trio aren't they, blonde, brunette and ginger. You've totally settled on these ones?" he asked the woman. That's unfortunate, but considering your loyalty and the large and steady supply you've provided us with, I'm sure they'll be quite happy to wait. You have been very good to us Mr. Rosen." Language: English Words: 958 Chapters: 95/95 Collections: 1 Comments: 843 Kudos: 3,241 Bookmarks: 220 Hits: 95,013

No age regresion. This is one thing I find in unbirthing stories that I don't quite like, so I don't want it here.

Then came insertion. This was one of the many pleasures of unbirthing, and probably the last time she'd ever feel it, so she felt she ought to savour it. The sensation of the child being inserted in your womb, as it expanded to massive extents to accommodate the full grown child. The surgeon was just leaving the room, when he turned around and spoke, "As the type of doctor I am, I will not question your choices, but I will point this out. You can barely afford these operations without getting these 'coupons' from the boss, so remember that this can never, ever replace what you lost." and left with those words. On the brink of being thrust into his riskiest undercover mission yet, Keith refuses for Kolivan to send Shiro in alone. Both Shiro and Kolivan refuse to send a paladin of Voltron in undisguised and unprotected. And so a plan is hatched. She cut me off, "I forgive you! Now come on." She grabbed my arm, with a bit of resistance from me, and pulled me into her room. Alison sat me on her bed. The blankets were messy and decorated with flowers. Then she looked me in the eyes and said. Zenda gazed out the window at the setting sun, thinking about everything that had happened in the last few months. Before she even met Sarah she remembered the surgeon telling her that the operations could never replace what she lost and in some ways he was right; the life that she and her husband created all those years ago was gone and nothing would change that. But in its place, something just as special had emerged to fill the void; a lost light had found her and chosen her as its beacon. After all her suffering, she had been given a second chance and she would do everything in her power to hold onto the gift she had been given. The enormity of Sarah's cost didn't matter; she would find work and pay it off. She'd even find a way to work from home so she wouldn't have to leave her baby. They would build a loving home and family together, and in time they might even bring in new additions to the family. Even if they didn't though one thing was clear, after everything they had both been through there was no way Zenda would ever let her go.

Sarah lay half-asleep on the plastic bench inside the holding room; within an hour the boredom of waiting inside her dark prison cell had already gotten to her and drowsiness overcame her. You were sold by your parents weren't you?" It wasn't uncommon, but the girl was visually unique. She was dressed very, very nicely. When children were sold, it was normally when the parents were in dire straits. The children were abused and in a terrible mental state. But this girl was dressed like she was from some well to-do family. I had... five siblings older than me... but I only knew 3 of them properly. There were 7 of use, I don't know if there were anymore. But the third oldest, was our only brother. Before... he was sent... he told me everything. I didn't know before then... But when I heard... I was so terrified. They kept telling me they were going to a 'better place'..." Only 2 other people live in this house: You sister and mother (Diane). Get their attention, or die trying. She moved her head a little closer and spoke to Sarah, "Don't worry, just sleep and when you wake up, we'll be together. As family. As real family." and she continued to massage her belly.

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She fell silent, and then slowly reached for Sarah and stroked her hair for a brief second, "You look so much like my sister..." and she pulled her hand away, "I'm... I'm sorry, but you... your... what I wanted my child... my sister... returned to me... I'm sorry..." A mother can experience a feeling after giving birth that they are missing something. It can last for a short time or for a long time. This phenomenon just so happens to occur within Jess Moore who asks two girls to help her feelings whether they meant to on purpose or without realizing what kind of help they would be doing. All of the new content is on Mia's route. You might catch someone in the shower while trying to surprise. Try climbing things that might lead to new possibilities. Just a few hints :) Sarah kept her eyes down as she was let out of the car and led towards the platform, her morose expression plastered to her face. A moment later and in walked Maggie already dressed for school even though it wouldn’t start for another hour. She was wearing the exact same outfit she had on yesterday with the only new thing being a dark hoodie that went down to her knees. Her hair was a total mess due to bedhead plus the negligence of brushing it. Lyra clenched her teeth at the sight of her daughter, not approving the outfit for a rainy day. However she didn’t say anything as to avoid any morning arguments, instead she put on another smile to welcome her daughter. “Good morning Maggie,” she said in a cheery voice. “I made breakfast.”