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Nera looked down at her swollen belly, she could even feel the kicking of the life growing within her womb. ‘Ugh…this feels, feels, wrong…’ Nera spoke to no one in particular, this was another one of those crazy dreams brought on my Amenii’s pregnancy. ‘I swear Amenii – another one of these dreams and I am exiling you to the sofa!’ She yelled to no one in particular.
Not to her surprise, nobody responded. The dream like haze was enough turn her already swollen stomach. Was this what Amenii felt every time she tried to walk? Her own mother had never talked about her pregnancy, of all the subjects of their household that was the one forbidden subject that one never talked about.

Her hands going back to her belly, Nera ran it over the stretched fur there. The feeling was, odd. Like having eaten to much, though she could feel would have been meal wriggling around insider her. It was enough to make her shiver, how Amenii found this enjoyable she could not fathom. Then they started kicking, it was like being a drum pulled to tight and it made Nera want to scream, as the kicking intensified she found herself doing just that – and a second later the world shattered. Just like that, the dream feel away in tiny pieces, allowing the real world to creep in to its place.

Nera was in her circular bed, curled up on her side, and there, tucked into like a little spoon Amenii’s swollen form slept. For a second she debated rousing her bunny lover with a sharp poke, just to vent some of the frustration building there. But in the end thought better of it.

‘Tomorrow, Tomorrow I banish you to the couch.’ She muttered before drifting back off to sleep.

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Nera looked down at her swollen belly, she could even feel the kicking of the life growing within her womb. ‘Ugh…this feels, feels, wrong…’ Nera spoke to no one in particular, this was another one of those crazy dreams brought on my Amenii’s pregnancy. ‘I swear Amenii – another one of these dreams and I am exiling you to the sofa!’ She yelled to no one in particular.
Not to her surprise, nobody responded. The dream like haze was enough turn her already swollen stomach. Was this what Amenii felt every time she tried to walk? Her own mother had never talked about her pregnancy, of all the subjects of their household that was the one forbidden subject that one never talked about.

Her hands going back to her belly, Nera ran it over the stretched fur there. The feeling was, odd. Like having eaten to much, though she could feel would have been meal wriggling around insider her. It was enough to make her shiver, how Amenii found this enjoyable she could not fathom. Then they started kicking, it was like being a drum pulled to tight and it made Nera want to scream, as the kicking intensified she found herself doing just that – and a second later the world shattered. Just like that, the dream feel away in tiny pieces, allowing the real world to creep in to its place.

Nera was in her circular bed, curled up on her side, and there, tucked into like a little spoon Amenii’s swollen form slept. For a second she debated rousing her bunny lover with a sharp poke, just to vent some of the frustration building there. But in the end thought better of it.

‘Tomorrow, Tomorrow I banish you to the couch.’ She muttered before drifting back off to sleep.