“Oh how I wish I could hold you all inside me for just another day but- mmmm -I just can’t deny my body any longer.”

Free had many words to describe herself at this point. Large, heavy, pulsing, beautiful, primed. She was currently in the final minutes of her pregnancy that she had stalled the laying of for the past week. A part of her was just unable to want this state to end. Being so visibly crammed with life shifting every minute of the day had put her in a state of near constant arousal from the sheer tightness and weight she had carried for the past month.

But as try as she might, she couldn’t stop it forever. Even now her belly pulsed every so often hard enough to make her stumble and her own instincts were driving her mad. Sensing she couldn’t hold the laying off any longer she retreated to her own little section of the hive where the Forums were usually held. Bracing herself against a wall she stroked her belly one final time, letting the full weight hang off her body as every large egg (they had gotten so big since the metamorphosis!) began to shift downward. Her “water” primed to pop any minute.