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Title: I’m Fine. I’m just Fine. (PG, Fantasy, mpreg)
Continues from , Part 7- Arrival?
prior Andy & Simon drabbles
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 100


The trip to the Academy’s medical center was short and a waste of time, Andy thought.
He wasn’t in labor.
And the doctor had this weird thing going on, like she was going to perform some sacred ritual over his belly.
And her hands were cold.

“Jennifer is your regular doctor, I understand.” She smiled as she felt Andy’s tummy. “My name’s Suzan. So I understand you might be in labor. Snake shifter baby?” She glanced at Simon.

“Yes. Andy says his stomach is uncomfortable.”

“It’s just constipation.” Andy rolled his eyes.

“So how long have you had this ‘constipation’?”

Part 2

In case you missed this----It's an interesting prompt but probably not for the easily squicked. I anticipate the author fiction isn't either.

*GRINS* Having now read the story... well I was amused in a good way. It is not for everyone. Recommend you read the story's tags.

btw I have finally figured out how to post user links and communities with their little icons attached. I feel proud.

myfirstisfourth in the community of sherlockbbc
posted this link:
http://www.vice.com/en_au/read/the-emerging-fetish-of-laying-alien-eggs-inside-yourself

I understand there's a Youtube demonstration of it.

The link was a prompt that incited the author's plunnies to produce this fiction "Of Breeding and the British Male"

Title: Facts of Life (part 2)
Follows (Part 1) at http://charisstoma.livejournal.com/877085.html
In the "On the Streets" arch http://Part of the Animal Shelter series http://charisstoma.livejournal.com/622388.html
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 750

Stretched out on the bed, Elert trailed a finger down over a nipple, circling around it and watched it peak and Kormier shiver. He smiled, “Love you.”

“Love you more,” Kormier returned grinning stretching into the caress, “after all I’m going to lose my svelte body bringing a Elert-Kormier hybrid into the world.” His hand stroked down, cupping the slight pooch of his belly.

“Ah, but there’ll be more of you to love and I find that I like the idea of watching your body change knowing that there’s a bit of me mixed with you inside growing into a small kitten,” Elert said leaning down to kiss Kormier.

Kormier frowned slightly, “Poof was being a bit skittish today at the clinic,” he paused and then grinned. “Well more than usual since we were going to the med-vet. I think you are his favorite medical provider even though you’re not one. He’s never recovered from his ‘you can fix anything’ impression; be it feline flu or bee stings.”

With a shake of his head in memory Elert replied, “You’d think that living on the streets like he did for so long, he’d have learned to not to step on a bee. Then again he lived on the outside looking in with most of the street culture, our little naive loner. His mother must have kept him away from any of the other felines, not just the humans, in the neighborhood.”( Read more... )

Another part of this At the Creche

It occurred to me that some might have missed this as it's unfolding. It's set after 'the' party with catnip laced brownies. Something that is not recommended for familiars as unintended pregnancy is prone to come about. Links as you can see are on frogs_of_war's site, so if you desire to comment please do so at those links.



In Trouble by frogs_of_war.
Series: Wizard’s Familiars

Part 1 http://frogs-of-war.livejournal.com/152544.html
Part 2 http://frogs-of-war.livejournal.com/152782.html
Part 3 http://frogs-of-war.livejournal.com/152915.html
Part 4 http://frogs-of-war.livejournal.com/153107.html
Part 5 http://frogs-of-war.livejournal.com/153356.html
Part 6 http://frogs-of-war.livejournal.com/153695.html

Sides

Mother's Day http://frogs-of-war.livejournal.com/154167.html
Vido's Kittens http://frogs-of-war.livejournal.com/154515.html
Before its Time http://frogs-of-war.livejournal.com/154723.html
Sapulvado's Very Bad Day (backstory) http://frogs-of-war.livejournal.com/155913.html

Okay I called finally to hear how things were going.
-- mowing the lawn didn't really help the tension, although the lawn looks better.

They'd just started thinking about calling people.
I failed the grandmother test. I don't know when HE was born but sometime before 6:30pm. Update: Time of birth 4:58 pm
#7- 2.9oz and 18 3/4" long.
When they stabbed his heel his O2 levels went down so they put him back on O2 for a bit.
Otherwise the little guy seems fine. Jenn is fine. John is worse for wear.
No name yet.

I am a grandma.

There are new stories posted that neeeeeed reading. Frogs has written 2, Meep and Onecrazycanuck have each done one.


The list is HERE if you've not found them yet.