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I arrived at Mount Massive Asylum in Colorado, USA. They initiated contact with me because they thought the patients could use some motivational speaking. The patients here are mentally ill folk, criminals, etc. I heard they are putting me with the tamest of patients to speak. I have struggled with mental health issues, but the guys here have it way worse than I ever had. The asylum did let me know that all the patients are males, which I thought was kind of weird, but I heard from a friend of a friend something sketchy happened and they had to remove all female patients for health reasons or something. As a girl myself, I hope the dudes control themselves with me. The guards will be present the whole time when I speak. I walked through the main doors and went up to the counter. I told them I was here for motivational speaking. Apparently, it will be in the gymnasium. I looked around the administration block, noticed lots of employees on their computers working, and I observed the interior scenery.
A guard and a higher up named Jeremy Blaire led me to the gymnasium, which was quite a walk from the administration block of the asylum.
About 20 inmates were there in chairs lined up in the gym, with tons of guards in the back. I let Jeremy know I had to just prep up and use the restroom before I began my speech. He showed me to the bathroom, and I locked the door. The bathroom was located within the gym and near rooms meant for the working inmates.
This is when shit starts going down. Alarms start going off, telling all personnel to escape the building. I hear a ruckus from all directions, and it's like the gymnasium became a wrestling match. I couldn’t see, but I knew people were being murdered. Gunshots sounded. This went on for hours. I barricaded myself in the bathroom. My mental state began to deteriorate. I hate change. I feel terrible for all those inmates, probably scared and delusional.
I don't know how long I was locked up in the bathroom for. It was a while; I remember waking up off the floor as if I had passed out. My phone was dead. I can’t tell the time. In a rush to do any form of self-soothing, I kept a weed cartridge in my purse. I took a big hit. Probably not the best idea being in this situation, but I had too. I needed to calm down in any way I could.
I passed out at some point again. I woke up, and it was very quiet. Not sure how long time has passed. I get up off the floor and I think about escaping now. It was quiet, so it was a good time to get out. I move some lockers out of the way where I blocked the door, and I slowly open it.
Death awaits me. Dead dudes all over the floor of the gymnasium where I was supposed to do a motivational speech. I slowly walk into the gymnasium with my purse on my shoulder. I am still in shock. I am just glad it wasn’t me with my head chopped off. The power had gone out mostly, but some lights remained. I enter a new room, too dark for me to tell what is inside of it because my eyes are adjusting. Feeling for my surroundings with my hands reached out, I found a table. I take a seat on the table. My eyes are adjusted now.
Suddenly, I hear footsteps. I turn to look from where they are coming from.
“Darling.”
A deep and dreamy voice spoke.
A very tall and muscularly built man appears. His eyes are bloodshot, some of the skin on his face red and raw looking. He is fitted in what looks like to be a sewed together groom outfit. His hair is in a shaved undercut with black hair slicked back. He has a handsome bow tie fitted to his suit and is wearing fingerless black gloves.
“H-hello,” I said shyly back. He slowly approached me, looking down at me on the table.
“I know you are lonely. Do you want love? It has been quite chaotic just now, but you seem more collected than the rest of the lunatics here…” He spoke.
His charming voice made a part of me I will not name pulse.
“I am so scared, I am lonely, I don’t know what is going on… can you help me?” I requested.
He reached for my hand, and he held it in his.
“You have me now, darling. You do not have to fear when you are with me.” He gently kissed my hand. My lips parted in awe of how crazy I felt. Maybe it is the weed. I don’t know what it is, but this man makes me feel safe.
“Let me get you somewhere safe. It is dangerous here, darling. We can talk more there. Stick with me, love.” He spoke into my ear.
I am blushing so hard. He sees me smile in this chaos. I look into his eyes, and he delicately lifts me up into his arms, and I let him, because what is even going on anymore?
So strong…
Who is this man? He looks like an inmate, but he is so gentle. As he carries me, I ask his name.
His name is Eddie Gluskin.
My heart is racing. I feel his warmth around me. I hold onto him tighter.
“The moment I saw you, I knew it was true love,” he whispered.
He takes me to a room with a bunch of lockers and bloody tables. There are some corpses around, which I could care less about, all I am focusing on right now is Eddie.
He lets me down. I set my purse next to me. His height must be at least 6’7’’. I am only 5’4’’. Gazing up at him makes my face turn red. My stomach growls, I haven’t eaten for hours, maybe even a day, hard to tell. Eddie scans the room to make sure there aren't any patients around besides us.
“Tell me your name, darling.”
I tell him mine.
“Beautiful name that fits you perfectly. You look like God put extra time into creating you.”
I blush harder.
“Thank you, Eddie…” I grin. “Now, Eddie, what has happened here? I was supposed to be here to give some motivational speeches…I had to hide in the bathroom…”
“It is like all hell has broken loose. Patients escaped. I did some things I had to do to make them stop coming around, and even they betrayed me.”
A wave of adrenaline comes over me, but I am used to it at this point.
I giggled, “I am sure they did something to deserve that fate…”
I see an old mattress in the corner of the room near some windows. I hope I can sleep there tonight. My body is exhausted and now I am with this guy. As I glanced away, he abruptly pulled my head back in his direction.
“I need you to be my bride. I have never seen anyone quite like you.”
I have no words; I just stare into his blue eyes.
“We can have the ceremony tomorrow. You seem so tired, my love. It must have been so terrifying being alone here, but you have me now.”
This guy is forward as hell, but I love it.
I give him the look of approval. He picked me up again, gentle like I am a flower. He laid me on that mattress in the corner of the room. He got on his knees to be down towards me. I am on my back, slightly sitting up to look at him.
“I know we just met, but I already feel crazy for you…” I admit softly, looking away, slightly embarrassed. What has gotten into me? Suddenly, my world is now him. Nothing else matters. Not all this chaos and death, only him.
“Oh darling, I feel the same.”
He leaned in to kiss me. Everything around me disappeared and it was only him and me. As we kissed, I felt a tear go down his cheek. We kiss harder. I don’t know much about this man, but I want to know more.
Our lips parted.
“I…I am glad you didn’t run from me.” Eddie whispered.
“I would never run from you.” He is my only hope to get out of this asylum, and I want to do it with him.
Outside the window, the sun is setting. It is all quiet in the asylum.
He held my hand again, “Let me get you a blanket, darling. You must be freezing in that outfit…”
I am wearing a pink tank top and low-rise gray jeans with fishnets.
“Stay here, I will get you a blanket. After the ceremony, we can share a bed.”
He gets up, kisses my hand, and sets out to find a blanket. My heart is on fire. We have only known each other for maybe 30 minutes, but I want him. 5 minutes later, Eddie returns, carrying a white blanket with sewn patches all over it, he must have made it himself.
“I am back, my love. I am so sorry I left you.” He drapes the blanket on top of me. He rubs my cheek. “Please get some rest for tonight. I will be awake all night to watch over you, darling, I won’t let anything happen to you.”
The sun has set, the room is only now lit by moonlight. He has been walking around this room for hours now, stopping to watch for any danger. I finally succumb to the sandman, and I drift off.
Am I dreaming? Is this some type of sick nightmare? Did the asylum really have an outbreak? I was only supposed to be here for some motivational speaking.

My brain starts to wake again, being triggered by hearing scuffling, getting louder and louder as I come back to my senses. I open my eyes and see a deformed patient running directly to my bed.
This is it. I thought I was dreaming, but this is real. I am about to die by the hands of the same people I came to help.

Right before he reached my bed, he was abruptly grabbed from behind. A knife pops out of his chest. Blood shoots onto my face. It was Eddie. And he was pissed. He grabs the guy's neck and throws him against the wall and raises him up without hesitation, choking him. The man claws at Eddie’s hands for his life, kicking him, but it doesn't do much. One of his kick’s hits Eddie in the crotch, leading him to let go of his grip. The patient runs off, and Eddie follows him.
“YOU’RE NOT DONE DYING, YOU BITCH!” Eddie screams as he runs after him into the darkness. I crawl back into the corner of the wall and grip the blanket tight.
I am terrified, but also, oddly turned on.
10-15 minutes later, Eddie walks back into the room.
“Darling! Are you okay? I am so sorry I didn’t kill him fast enough! Please tell me you are alright?!”
He runs up to me and hugs me on the bed. His warm body around me makes me feel at peace again.
“You saved me…” I said breathlessly.
“I won't ever let that happen again…”

An hour later, he sits me down at a table near my bed to get me breakfast. I have no idea where he found the meat, but I don’t even care anymore, I am starving. It tastes weird, but who gives a shit. This is life or death. He sits down across from me.
“Eat up, love. The ceremony is tonight. I can’t wait to make you my bride.”
After breakfast, he shows me to another room, full of handmade wedding gowns.
“Woah, you made all of these?” I gasped.
“Yes, darling. All for you. Pick one you like; I am sure they will fit you.”
I smile and kiss him. I notice anytime we kiss, Eddie has the biggest smile on his face after. The world around me is falling down, but I have this. Maybe I am reverting mentally, the advice I have used to help people I no longer am using on myself. I am now set to be “married” to an inmate I just met, who has already killed and mutilated others. If I was in the same position he was, maybe I’d be a little wacky too. I will know more about him soon; I want to know his story.
He gestures to a more private room for me to try the dresses on in, he opens the door for me, and I walk in.
The door closes behind me, and I hear him through the door, “Whichever one you choose, my love, will look beautiful.”
I picked a long and flowy dress; I cannot believe he made all of these himself. I rubbed the stitches that were embedded into it and thought about how much work he put into them. It reminds me of when I found Eddie, I saw scattered drawings on old paper of dresses. In the moment I was just so focused on the situation to not even question it, but these dresses here reminded me. The window on the door I saw Eddie waiting for me. Our eyes locked through the windows, and that is when I started to undress. He bashfully looked away, but I saw him sneak some peaks.
I walked out of the room in the wedding gown, and he suddenly hugged me, lifting my feet off the ground and slowly letting me down, and while he did, he had the biggest smile I think I ever saw him show. He played with my golden hair.
“Our wedding is going to be delightful. I cannot wait to make you my wife. It is everything I have ever dreamed of.” He spoke softly. He put his hands around my waist to feel the dresses fitting, or maybe just an excuse to touch my curves. I put my hands on hips and look up at him and into his eyes. I reach up to his head to pet his hair.
“Darling, I cannot take it anymore…” He whimpered, grabbing my neck to pull me in to lock lips. I let out a quiet moan, and he slipped his tongue into my mouth. His other hand pulls my hips against his. It was steaming up fast, and we aren’t even married yet…
Our lips unlock, tongues covered in smooth, wet saliva.
“I must save what I want to do to you for later, after our ceremony…”

Soon it became time for the ceremony. Empty chairs lined in a makeshift church, and a photo of some type of priest hung in the center where the vowels will be said. As I tidied myself up for the big moment near the room while Eddie waited, I noticed classified documents laying on the dusty concrete floor. I curiously picked one up. It said:

"Case Number: 196
Patient: EDDIE GLUSKIN
Consultation Dated: 2013.06.09
Initial Date of Patient Consult: 2013.02.14
Patient Age: 46
Gender: Male
Observing Physician: Dr. Garett Snow
THERAPY STATUS:
Lucid dreaming figures remain as murky as ever; Gluskin claims near constant control of his dream state, yet correspondence between his narrative and REM cycles. Highly arhythmic REM/NREM. Morphogenic Engine activity plateaus at 90 PPM.
DIAGNOSTICS:
Heavy bronchial accumulation. The rashes associated with hormone therapy have receded and vanished since we stopped using latex tubing.
INTERVIEW NOTES:
Gluskin remains a frustrating interview subject; he's still trying to tell us what he thinks we want to hear, while studiously avoiding certain elements of the truth. His childhood remains an obvious fiction, he's claiming to have grown up in "Leave it to Beaver," despite a traumatically violent ongoing sexual experience that is a matter of public and medical record. When I confronted him with the photographs his father and uncle took, he responded with a mixture of laughter and anger, and restraints were issued.
He similarly refuses to discuss his victims, both categorically and specifically. When I showed him pictures of the women, he would not admit that they were dead or mutilated.
He is still claiming advancement in the Morphogenic Engine program that he has not yet achieved, said that he could clearly hear the voice of the Walrider just by closing his eyes. Clearly he's still trying to curry the favor of his doctors. I won't speculate what he expects to gain by it."

My heart drops reading about the abuse that happened to my soon to be husband. I had a feeling Murkoff was sketchy, but I came here anyway, out of the goodness of my heart I wanted to help the hurting, but I didn’t know it was this deep. What is the morphogenic engine? Why did they force him into it? He didn’t deserve what his parents did to him.
I don’t care if he is batshit crazy. I want him. He is all that matters to me now. I have him and he has me. Nothing else in this hellhole matters but us.
I started to tear up. Tears fell onto the document, landing on the parts detailing his past abuse. He has blood on his hands, but I could care less. I have done shit in my life, too. I know he won’t kill me. And if he does, it must be for good reason. I trust him.
Quickly, I hid the documents, and wiped the tears from my eyes. My old makeup I had on from days ago was still on somehow, black smudges remained on my lower eyelids. I wiped the frown off my face quickly. I now know what happened to him, why he was here, why he is the way he is. He is beautiful to me, regardless of what he has done. Maybe I am losing it, too, but it doesn’t matter. What matters is our love.
It is now time for our ceremony.
Lights shined onto Eddie, who stood at the altar. I slowly walked down the aisle. I made it to the altar, the light almost blinding me.
He grabbed my hands to hold. “Do you take me as your groom, forever, in life and in death?”
I nodded. “I do. I will be your bride forever.”
We came together and locked lips again. Energy zapped through my body. I felt a tear go down his cheek. I want to be consumed by him entirely.

After the makeshift wedding, we stood holding hands by my bed, and he at some point must have put another mattress next to mine connecting them. I know what he wants, and he wants it bad. I want to be the best self I can be for him, and I am not suitable for him in the state I am in, unwashed and unclean.
I tug his arm. “E-Eddie, I am dirty, can I wash up before we consummate our love?”
“Oh yes darling, I will show you to the washroom. Then you will be a gift for me.”

He shows me to a nearby washroom. I pick out the cleanest possible working shower to use. I cannot be that dirty when he goes down on me. Both of us stood silent for a second, until he got down on his knees and looked up at me.
“Darling, let me get this off for you…” he murmured. He slowly ran his hands up my legs erotically. My face is as hot as an oven now. He locked into my eyes, and he began tugging on my pink thong hidden beneath the dress.
He huffed, “Darling…how vulgar…”
I am sweating now. He takes his time to pull them down, and when they are low enough, he notices how they are soaked.
He felt my secretions with his fingers, “You really cannot wait, can you?”
“I must… be clean for you, first…”
“I will help bathe you, like how they did me.”
He rose up again to reach for the back of the dress to unzip me. He pushed his impressive bulge into me, and with his height, it was touching my back. He gazed down at me, and he began to unzip the white dress.
“No brassiere darling? Oh, you’re sinful…” He smirked.
I covered my face with my hands, feeling so exposed and dirty…but I liked it. He folded the dress and put it down on a dresser next to the showers.
“Are you nice and clean too?” I asked shyly. “Yes, darling…I take my appearance seriously, but right now I’m most focused on yours… so beautiful…” I am fully naked like the day I was born now, and he opened the door to the clean shower for me. He peered over my shoulder to reach for the handles to turn the shower on to a good temperature. He made sure the water was to my liking. I got under the hot stream of water. Finally, some clean water… I sighed from how relieved I was to finally wash up for the first time in days? Not sure how long it has been exactly that I have been locked in this hellhole, but at least I have him. His eyes aren't moving off me. It has been ages since he has seen a woman, yet alone a living one. He is engraving in his brain every inch of my body.
I grabbed some soap and started lathering up, and as I did, I saw his mouth part slightly, his cheeks flushed. He was salivating at the sight of me. I cleaned every crevice of me extra good, because I am his gift for him to unwrap.
After I finished drying off, he picked me up over his shoulder and brought us back to the beds. The moonlight shone just right onto the mattresses.
“Time to get pregnant, darling” He groaned, placing me down onto the bed, I bounced slightly when I landed, as he stood there, starting to unbutton his pants.
That made me remember. I haven't had my pills. And we are about to raw dog it.
When he pulled down his underwear, it took some force to get it over his massive boner. He peered over me, face flushed, breathing heavily. I got off my back and put my face directly in front of his massive cock. Bigger than I expected, even for someone his build, and it was very girthy.
“Darling, what are you-”
I stuffed his dick into my wet mouth and began sucking. My hands wrapped around his legs and massaged them. As I continue, one of his eyes is twitching so slightly from the pleasure. He opens his mouth and groans heavily. I take his cock deep down my warm throat.
“Ahgh, you really are a little slut,” he moaned, as pleasure filled his whole body.
I continued to suck for a little more, until he grabbed my head and pulled his dick out of my mouth.
He is breathless, “I know you want to welcome my seed, darling…”
He grabbed my wrists and pushed me onto my back again and lifted my legs onto his broad shoulders. I let out a whine, his dick was pushed against my opening.
Then, the whole thing slipped in, “you…need my seed emptied here instead…” he moaned as he began pushing his cock deep into me, in and out, quickly to make a slap sound continuously.
I couldn’t be quiet anymore, I let out a scream of pleasure so loud I’m sure anyone else around would hear. One of his hands let go of my wrists and started to squeeze my breasts. They bounced steadily with his every thrust.
“Fuck darling, you feel…so good…” He groaned, squeezing my wrists tighter now, he started pounding me even harder, I was in awe watching him as he fucked me, sweat forming on his face and dripping onto my soft belly. His cock was so deep it was bumping into my cervix, which felt so good with a sprinkle of pain, just right. The fucking was audible, even besides our moans, the slipping in and out of me was loud in this quiet room. He abruptly pulls out, looks at me with hypnotized horny eyes. He crawled above me, pushed himself back inside of me, using his muscular arms to prop him up while he inserts again, his hands placed on either side of my head. I whimper as he begins pumping again, and I wrap my legs around him in a mating press. Our heavy breaths became synchronized, he put his forehead on mine. He is watching my perky breasts bounce, and then back up at my face. My moaning gets faster now, and so does he, his groaning gets closer together.
“I…won't stop…until you are impregnated…” he said, trying to catch his breath. Switching positions, we maneuvered into doggy, his grip on my hips so hard they might bruise as he pushed me onto his huge cock.
“Darling, I am so close,” he whimpered, his grip becoming shaky. His hands move from my hips to the back of my neck, pushing me onto him while making it hard to breath for me. He gets faster, squeezing the back of my neck, another hand grips my hip.
“Get pregnant, darling!” He thrusts as hard and fast as he can now. I can barely keep my balance but am being held up by his strength on my neck. He is about to cum, and I am too, tears slide down my face from how good it feels, better than anything I have ever felt in my whole life. He suddenly stops thrusting, pushes himself as deep as my pussy will allow, and he lets out an animalistic groan.
“I, I’m cumming, darling, oh god,” I feel his fat cock inside of me twitching, pumping loads of hot cum deep inside of me. He lets go of my neck and pushes my hips into his as far as they would go. It still is pumping cum into me, his load so big you know he hasn’t cum in over a year.
“I….I was saving… it for you,” he whispered, and finally pulled out, and he rolled onto his back next to me. Still on all fours, I looked at him with my face absolutely destroyed, makeup ruined, hair all over the place. His hand reached out and pushed my chest to the bed, ass in the air.
“Eddie…that was…mind blowing.” I said, out of breath.
“I love you, darling. Stay in this position for a little…make sure my seed implants.” He kisses my arm, my shoulder, all the parts of me he can reach lying down. A few minutes pass, and he grabs my hips to pull me against him, spooning me. An insane amount of cum falls out of me as we change positions. He must have had that pent up for a very long time. I reach my neck over my shoulder, and we kiss like we have never kissed before.
“You did so fucking good, I am one lucky groom.”
“I love you, Eddie.”
“I love you, darling.”
We fall asleep cradling each other, while his seed slowly drips out of me.

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The next day arrives, and once again, Eddie has meat of unknown origin on the plate in front of me.
“Eat up dear, you need to be strong and healthy, in order to grow our family.” He said, smiling at me, waiting for me to take a bite.
I sniff it. I look at the food, and up at him again, “Eddie, I love how you have cooked this for me, but where exactly are you…finding this?”
Eddie puts his elbow on the table and his other hand on his hip, “Well, I know a guy named Frank…”
God he is so hot I think to myself. “Ok that’s enough, I’ll eat it, babe.”
I eat the meat of unknown origin quickly, as that rough fucking last night tired me out as well as literally being trapped in this fucking asylum for days now without proper meals and mealtimes. When will we be able to get out of here? When will someone realize shit happened and come to check this place out? No one has come yet, and there is still living inmates running around, killing, suffering, experiencing delusions, not eating, raping, etc. Eddie has gotten a reputation these past few days for being one to not fuck with (I just did, hehe) he is already known around here as “The Groom” or “The Man Downstairs”. Who knows what this guy would be doing without having someone to keep him in check. Also, who the fuck is Frank? I feel different to who I was before I came here. Obviously, I am “married” now, but besides that. I wonder what is on Eddie’s agenda today. Past few days were preparation for the wedding and the wedding itself and its consummation, but what now? He is somewhat aware of what went down on that day. He still hasn’t explained the “Morphogenic Engine” thing to me. He probably doesn’t want to talk about it, considering they seemingly put tubing into every possible entrance to his body without his consent, just like…the other thing the document mentioned. Yeah, I will not ask. But it makes me think. The patients here went batshit very suddenly it seems. They must have been subjected to experiments; it just isn't plausible that an inmate who has never harmed others before just suddenly goes on rampages? This morphogenic engine might be related to what went down, maybe something in the air? As I continue my stay at Mount Massive, I will continue to find out as much as I can while I avoid death.
I snap out of my trance of thinking, and Eddie is still there, watching me, not even blinking.
He moves closer to me slowly, somewhat seductively, “Darling, I need to keep you safe and intact…it won’t be long…” He put his hands on my abdomen, “won’t be much longer of only eating for one.”
I wonder if I even was fertile last night. I was maybe a day or so off the pill, still a definite chance though, especially with how it seems he emptied a jug-sized load directly against the opening to my womb.
I kissed him. “I…I am sure I can make you babies soon…”
“Darling, I yearn for them so badly, I want to be the father I never had…I know your precious womb will provide.”
I blush. He could say anything, and I still would find his way of speech sexy.
Oh shit, the pills remind me. If I get pregnant for real, it is best to not smoke my weed…damn. I should smoke it all before I end up impregnated. I wonder what Eddie would think of me smoking up…I might have to hide it from him…
It cannot be more than 9 months before rescue shows up to this hellhole. I’d be able to have the child in a real hospital. And when they do come, I am not letting them take Eddie from me. I will have to figure out how to make him pass as a “normal” guy who just happened to be trapped here.
I grabbed onto his sleeve gently, “Are we ever going to get out of here? Is anyone coming to rescue us at all?”
He kneels on one knee to be closer in height, as I am sitting in a chair. “After all the chaos that has happened here, someone is going to notice…”
“Eddie, if I get pregnant, I surely can’t have it in this building.”
“I know, dear…Someone will come for us by then…and I won’t allow them to take me. The therapy fixed me…I shouldn’t be here.”
I think of how he brutally murdered a guy yesterday for charging at me…not so sure on his “fixed” idea, but I love him anyway. I definitely am not so far from him, as I settled and fucked him within days of even knowing him at all, and staying even after seeing the crimes he has committed. But I don’t care. This is all I have going in my life that I can feel for. I am sure it is the same way that he feels with me. My purpose now is to be with him, and his purpose is to be with me.

The day passes by again, I rested and ate dinner (again with the meat of unknown origin) and chilled in our bed, and Eddie was out and about the asylum for a while today, making sure our territory hasn't been breached. While he was out earlier, I washed my clothes to the best of my ability with what the old sinks had to offer. Cleaned up my pants and tank top, and I have kind of ignored cleaning the panties or even wearing them, because it will be easy for him to mount me whenever he pleases, panties are just one more thing in the way…oh, and I stopped wearing a bra, that is also just one more obstacle for him. I am medium sized, so it doesn’t hurt to not wear one, if anything it’s freeing. Even when we fucked liked animals, I didn’t see his bare body, only his cock and some skin around it, which god, I must stop thinking about, it is making me crazy, but I just can’t get the memory out of my head. I can’t wait to see what hides underneath… There is more breeding to come, probably tonight, Eddie has shown me he is relentless on getting his seed in me, no matter what it takes. I wonder what he was like prior to this. I wish I knew. I want to know everything about him, about every inch of him and every crevice. I feel myself diving deeper and deeper into something I cannot quite describe inside of my mind.

Later that night, Eddie got back from trying to seal off the building from more inmates, so they won’t break in again.
And to a great surprise, Eddie brought me back some snacks he found in a vending machine, and he was going to shower and freshen up his suit. Thankfully, he had come across even better expensive soaps that were locked in something meant for a high ranking Murkoff employee. I ate some snacks while waiting for him to finish his shower. Perfect time to smoke up… I wonder if Eddie even knows what weed smells like… I grabbed my purse, which is next to the mattress on the dusty concrete floor. I scour through it with my hand until I feel my pen. I take a big hit, sitting there watching the smoke rise to the ceiling, the room is so quiet and empty without Eddie here.

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I am so stoned; my vision is ethereal and slightly spinning. Why did I hit that much? Oh, yeah, I wanted to get rid of most of the wax, before I…oh yeah…
In a slow motion like perception, I fall back into the bed. Where is Eddie? I need him right now. I hope he isn’t mad I smoked. I watch the dusty air move from where the bright moon illuminates into the room. I’m scared, it’s also dark, I just want Eddie.
A shadowy figure appears back into the empty room. My eyes flutter and can barely focus, but I realize it’s Eddie. I take long blinks, and after each one, he gets closer and closer to me. Now he is right in front of me, peering over me, and I’m looking up at him from the mattress.
“Darling…” he whispers.
“Eddie, oh Eddie, you’re back! I missed you.” I raised my arms up in gesture that I wanted him in my arms. I notice his hair is still a little wet, and some stray hairs are in front of his face…god…so fucking hot. I feel myself get wetter and wetter, my body preparing for what is to come. “Please…Eddie…breed me…”
“What was that, darling?” He smirks, slowly lowering himself down to the bed.
“I need bred, like…now…please…I can’t take it much longer…” my eyes are clearly definitely red like his now…his eyes are so dreamy…
“Seems like you already know what we must do…” Eddie starts to take off my clothes. I try to help, but I am far too high to even know what to do with my hands.
He looks at me with eyes full of unrestrained lust…he looks feral…
He tears my clothes off, revealing my flushed body. I lay there, my head is spinning, and I let it happen, I want nothing more than to be bred. His hands glide to my wrists. My vision can barely focus, but I lock eyes with him. Eddie huffs at the sight of my being. With no effort, he grabs my hips and pulls them toward him. On all fours above me, he starts to take off his clothing. I squeal in excitement, finally I am going to see what is underneath. Holy fuck. It is happening…
His vest is tossed to the side, and soon he lifts his white collared shirt off above his head, revealing his toned and muscular torso. He tosses his clothes next to the bed, but his fingerless and sexy black gloves stay on… My face has a rush of lava run over it, I am so hot already and he hasn’t even put it in yet. He smiles greatly at me, his face also glowing with blush. He puts his hand on my leg and uses the other to remove his pants. He tosses them to the side now…I can’t take it much longer. I’m conscious of my breath, which definitely might smell like weed... And finally, he strips himself of his white underwear. He puts his hands back on my wrists and holds me down and takes a moment to admire me.
“You are my flower…” He says breathlessly, beginning to kiss and suck my neck. I moan…I really am in no control…being high and horny feels so good…
His hands carefully glide down my curves.
“So fertile…perfect bone structure…you will have no trouble birthing our children with these perfect hips…”
While he says this, I focus my unstable and dizzy vision on his person. His body is like a high in itself. My body cannot wait a mere second more.
“Hurry…I need impregnated now…” I reach for his neck and place my arms around him.
“Darling…so sinful…” He leans down and kisses all over my breast, and for a second he even playfully sucked one of my pink tits.
I look down at his engorged member…it is so pretty, surrounded by dark black pubic hair. I don’t think he can wait much longer either.
“Ready, darling?” He asks temptingly, putting the tip of his cock to my pussy.
I say yes. I want this like the earth needs the sun for life.
He slides himself into me. Holding my wrists down, he locks eyes with mine and we start caressing. Our bodies feel like they have melted into each other, dissolved to become one. All the feeling in my being is focused on him gently pushing himself in and out of me. He breaths heavy, taking it slow to embrace the warmth of my tight hole, clasping around his impressive dick. It takes great effort to attempt to move my limbs from me being overtaken by lust and being higher than a kite. I manage to feel his soft skin around me with my hands as we are closely knit together. He is ravenous, but he for now is going slowly. Coming together in this moment is like a supernova. He picks me up from my back to hold me while he pounds into me. My eyes roll back. I feel every touch like it is divine, every motion, every kiss. My sense of time is so warped, I don’t even know how long it’s been. His pace steadily increases now, my body reverberating against his body. Some of his stray hairs fall out of place and onto his forehead. We unlock lips for a moment, he rises his upper body to look down at me and watch me squirm with ecstasy. He notices the bulge in my belly that forms when he is fully inside me.
“I need to stuff you with my seed.” He growls.
He is now going even faster, getting rough, I can only nod and squeal, my mind is broken for everything but this viscous breeding and love making.
“Darling…I’m about to…” he moaned, suddenly leaning in to kiss me, and the moment we locked lips again, I could feel his seed pumping out of his huge cock and into me. Exhausted, he lowered himself onto my chest and kissed me with the energy he had left. We cradled each other, he grabs the blanket and wraps it around us, and we fall asleep together.

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Chapter 4

A few more days pass (I think), and the Asylum continues to crumble. Where is the rescue? Either way, Eddie has a plan for us. In the dark hallway leading to the stairs exiting the basement floor, Eddie stood staring up at an inmate, who was standing at the top of the steps, probably looking for food. The groom stood his ground and widened his stance.
The groom's fists clenched, a beast waiting to attack. I shudder to myself watching him from about 20 feet away in this dark underground block.
Eddie said, “It would be wise to leave this place. Don’t try. I know they’re coming for me, those filthy fucks…”
The thin inmate shrouded and put his hands up to plead, “No, no, Mr. Gluskin, please, The Walrider!”
Eddie growled, “The what?! That thing they tried testing me on, I remember it now…”
Eddie started taking a few ominous steps up those stairs. The patient fell to the ground in fear.
The inmate cried, “It escaped, long time ago, you need to get out of here, I, I can tell you two are not like the rest, you have your wits!”
The groom stopped making his way up the stairs. “You’re right. My bride can’t stay in this place much longer, and neither can I stand it. This is not a place for any bride. Where is the Walrider?”
“The Walrider’s followers burned themselves to death in the church in worship, last w-word I heard, that monster got into a human. Transformed into its corpse.”
Eddie glanced at me and back at him. I run up to my groom and hold onto his arm tightly.
“What do you mean, transformed…” Eddie said, anxiously.
“His body, no longer that reporter, Miles, but a swarm. It's like, whenever that thing got out, we all went mad, and anytime it’s near, even more so.”

I think to myself about who Eddie was before this. His delusions must've gotten worse being put in that machine, along with everyone else going batshit. Will he ever become who he was before again, or is he too far gone? Nothing will make me stop loving him though…

“Where is the swarm now? I cannot let my bride be around this for much longer, our children…”
“I think..it left this building, I hope, I hope it don’t come back!”
In a moment of hope, Eddie looks at me and pulls me closer, “Now is our chance, for us, and our children, darling, we need to find a way out. Waiting for those…fucking machines…to come save us won’t help us. Our food is running deathly low, I need to keep you healthy. If we don’t run now, we might not be able to later.”

I nod tearfully.
He tells me to gather our things. I grab my purse and the rest of my tattered clothes. I stare at the old and dirty mattress we first made love on, where we slept every night since my world came down on me. Eddie and I agree to keep this variant with us to help us find our way out. Eddie has been very cautious of him, but we found out his name is Arthur, and I guess he was locked up here falsely. Of course the Walrider and being in solitary confinement as well as illegal Murkoff experiments done to him, Arthur is definitely not sane as when he went in. He is definitely fucked up looking… His head is scarred and a little bloody and also hairless, he wears a dirty uniform. He is very thin, he probably has struggled for resources during this time since the killing of the Mount Massive employees and the variants escape.
Eddie, me, and Arthur are gathered in the Vocational Block. Eddie has been alert this whole time, watching every move in the spaces he enters and leaves.
“What’s the plan?” Arthur said, voice raspy and eager to get going.
Behind him, Eddie drags the tip of his knife across a table and raises it to see his reflection on the weapon, stained with old blood. Arthur jumps and turns to face him.
“You know your way around here, don’t you?”
“Y-yes, Mr. Gluskin…”
“What is the atmosphere above us, you have been outside this block more than we have.”
“Well, lots are dead, some eaten for food, few guys left who are dangerous and killing for fun, some even raping… but besides that, since we got out, every day passes and less of them wander.”
“They will try to fight us, won’t they?” Eddie looks at me, “and darling, I won’t let them. They will be the ones running.”
“D-don’t worry, Mr. Gluskin, you are known around here, they won’t dare touch you!”
He really has made a name for himself, glad he did, because if I was all alone, I don’t think I could have made it this far. He swept me off my feet and now I have hope.
We discussed food sources and resources, and after a couple hours of figuring out what we will do, Eddie initiates that we leave, and now. It has gotten so dark it is nearly impossible to see as the moon has been covered in shadow. In the dark we won’t be noticed as easily. Eddie holds my hand with a firm grasp, as we make our way towards the stairs that lead to above. Arthur leads us, since he knows the way a little better than Eddie. Arthur conveniently found a flashlight, which we held with a low brightness to scour the asylum. We creep up the stairs. I am sweating, as I haven’t left this basement for weeks? No one has been keeping track of time but it feels like weeks… I am anxious, but oddly numb, my adrenaline is keeping me on edge, but definitely not as alert as Eddie. His eyes scan everything, I think he can somehow see in this dark even without the help of a flashlight. He won’t let anything happen to me, I have no doubt about it. Up the stairs, we meet a room with wooden boards as walls, kinda like a maze. I hold my groom's hand harder, but I know I have nothing to fear, my body just can’t help being terrified in this situation.
“Follow me.” Arthur whispers, all of us ducking slightly, following him through the maze. We reach a more open area without wooden walls, our flashlight peers up and what greets us is a hanging body of what looks like a security guard.
“Oh god.” I whimper, closing my eyes and shoving my face into Eddie’s chest.
“It’s ok darling, it’s ok. We must keep going.” he whispers back.
We press on. Following Arthur closely, we make it to a run down bridge leading to a lookout tower. I’m honestly surprised no patients have had a run in with us yet, thankfully (besides Arthur).
Inside the watchtower, we are on a floor close to the ground at least. Corpses are everywhere, lots of blood… My legs are getting weak. Eventually we reached the ground after crossing a bridge to another building. The real ground with grass. We are now in a courtyard, still grim and spooky, but not as much as inside due to some flood lights lighting the courtyard up. I fall to my knees to feel the earthy ground again. Eddie gazes deeply at the moon hidden behind the clouds. The moon is uncovered when the clouds move on and it shines onto the Earth. The moon he has seen for all this time has been through a window, seeing the real thing again gives all of us an ethereal feeling.
“As beautiful as it is,” Arthur states, “we should find the next building, the walrider can be anywhere.”
“Come, darling.” Eddie says, leading me and Arthur to the next building which appears to be a sewage or waste complex. Eddie holds my hand and we take in our surroundings, the fresh air… the night sky, the stars, the moon, something Eddie has not seen in years.

“Let’s move silently, don’t know who could be hunting.” Arthur murmured, looking back at us.
We reach a new complex, which is some type of storage building. Walking closely down the dim hallway, we reach a window to another room and peer in, and what meets our eyes is a variant jerking off…
“Vulgar. Don’t look, darling…” Eddie quickly turns my head back to the center of the hallway and pushes me along to not see that sight anymore. As we march on, we are met with many things that would have made our escape easy if the path wasn't destroyed or the doors locked. My throat is beginning to ache, the anxiety, the running, the fear. Eddie has amazing stamina so he seems fine and dandy, only breathing heavily like he usually does. Eddie is definitely thinking about harming the jack off dude.
Eddie stops, causing us to stop too and look at him in silence.
“I should kill that lunatic down the hall, I would prefer he doesn’t come back to harm us later.” He said under his breath.
I shiver… “Whatever you think, my love.”
Arthur fiddles with his hands and looks around anxiously.
“Do you want him dead? Darling, he doesn’t deserve to live for doing such a disgusting thing in front of my woman…”
Before I could respond, Arthur raises his pointer finger up in shame and says, “Well, we, we could use the meat, ya know, if we run out of food…like it or not we might have to resort to that if we want to escape.”
I am not against the idea, survival can mean doing despicable things sometimes, and plus, I have no idea where Eddie was even getting the meat he fed me everyday, I think from someone named Frank, and honestly I don’t wanna find out. At this point, I don’t even care. I have visibly lost some weight from the lack of proper nutrition and overall stress. Eddie has surely noticed…he won’t let this toll on my body go for much longer, especially since we have fucked raw many times, the possibility of his offspring is high, never a condom or birth control since I haven’t took it ever since the day I got here…
I nod to my groom, “Go get him, it will be beneficial for all of us. Thank you, Eddie.”
I see something change on his face. He leans down to my level, I blush, his face close to mine, he gives me a warm kiss.
“Stay safe with Arthur, darling. I will be back before you know it.”
I blush as I see him walk the opposite way down the hallway. The building is very silent now, me and Arthur just waiting for something crazy to happen. All we can hear is his footsteps echoing down the hall. We watch from a distance, on edge. I see Eddie stand in front of a boarded up door, probably one that leads to where that variant is. Eddie gets into a position with his shoulder facing the door, and he uses all the force of his large body to break the door down. It takes a few tries, but it breaks. He looks back at me before heading into the room.
“Oh goodness…” Arthur whispers. A minute passes, it feels like forever.
Suddenly, we hear a lot of banging and conflict… then it stops.
Eddie walks back out of the room, blood on his clothes…while holding the jerk off joe by the neck…
The corpses I have seen while being in Mount Massive trapped here I am accustomed too, this doesn’t bring out much of a reaction from me anymore. He makes his way back to us, dragging the corpse with him, blood trailing behind.
“Hello again darling, I am thankful I didn’t have to do this to you or Arthur. I would never do this to you, my dear. You are no whore.”
I grab the collar of Eddie’s shirt and pull him to my face, “I know you love me too much. I’m your whore and your’s only.”
Arthur bashfully turns around…
“Darling, don’t make me sin here…not in front of Arthur…”
I kiss him and release his collar. He runs his hand through his black silky hair, “God, darling…we need to focus on getting out of here, we can make up for my lost focus on you later…”
I laugh. “Come on now guys, we have to continue!”
The group starts on again.

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Chapter 5
We have made some good progress on getting further to escape. We take a break to rest at an office room that has a lock on it, so we are guaranteed safety. We haven’t had to eat that creepy dead guy yet, thankfully. I want to eat real food the second we leave this hellhole. God, how I miss burgers. Sitting in the office room, Arthur against the wall, Eddie laid back in a chair and me next to him leaning on his shoulder, we talked amongst ourselves. This social connection is very good for both of the men.
“I shouldn’t have even been here.” Eddie says, mourning the life he could have had if he wasn't locked up.
“Me too!!!” Arthur exclaims. “I was not broken and corrupted when I was thrown in here! I was forced to be here! My family disowned me and convinced everyone I was insane, the stupid Murkoff people believed it, and I was here for years now…I don’t even know how old I am, then they tortured us and I am what they tried to make me be at the beginning.”
“Wow Arthur, I am so sorry to hear that.” I replied.
“So, why are you here anyway?” Arthur asked.
Eddie pulls me close, “She came here to help us, but got caught up in the massacre when the Walrider got out. I am joyful I found her and she found me. Now we are married and I am going to provide and care for her once we get out of here. Our plan is we escape pretending to be non patients, like her, in case rescue arrives, and Murkoff tries to strip us from our freedom and torture us again. We need to find new clothes that patient’s don’t wear, or a Murkoff uniform, when we get outside if the rescue spots us.”
I chime in, “If not, we can make a run for it into the nearby woods. They will presumably be very busy with containing the outbreak and assessing the damage, they won’t notice the three of us slipping out…”
Arthur holds his face in his hands and says weakly, “I will never be able to be like, like them, or like you.”

My eyes lock with his, “Arthur, do not fear. We will never fit in. And that’s perfectly fine. Society cannot define us by our conditions or what plagues our minds.”

His hands slowly fall, and he looks more reassured. We talk about the mountain that we will have to face no matter what way we leave. It would be so much easier if we take the road I arrived on, but if SWAT finds us, we are for sure fucked, especially the two guys.

Suddenly, there is a knock on the door. My blood runs cold. We all freeze.

What do we do? Is it rescue? Is it another variant?
“I-I’ll open it…” Arthur whispers to the group as he gets up towards the door. “Who is it???”
“You’re not one of them are you? We can help each other escape, please let me in. I am terrified out here!” a man’s voice said.
All of us look at one another not sure what to do or say.
Arthur slowly unlocks the door. A tall, withered skinned man, with glasses and a binocular in one eye enters. Part of his lip is missing from his jaw, almost covered by a cloth mask.
“TRAGER?” Eddie gasps.
“Who the-” I begin to say, being interrupted by Trager storming the room, and before any of us knew it, Trager had his hand gently grasping my chin. I freeze. In an instant, Eddie punches him to get him away from me.
“The FUCK MAN?” Trager yelps, backing away.
Arthur pretends he isn’t there.
Eddie’s eyes are flaming. “That is my damn wife you just put your filthy hands on. Get the fuck away from her.”
Trager shrugs, “Well, buddy, look, in my defense, I gotta ask, is she a real one?”
“What in god’s name do you mean real?”
“A…woman…” Trager says breathlessly, giving me the bedroom eyes. He is nearly drooling.
Oh god. Of course this motherfucker is horny. All these fucking men in here are all horny. It has probably been YEARS since they have even been in proximity to a woman.
Eddie holds me behind him. “Don’t even think about it. She would never leave me for you.”
I spot a boner growing behind Trager’s apron. The fuck.
Arthur speaks up, “Um, so, didn’t you say you can help us escape…?”
Trager shakes his head to rid himself of his horny thoughts. “Uh, uh, yeah, I did.”
I look around the room and I ask hastily, “Okay, guys, who is Trager? How do you know him, Eddie?”
Eddie frowns slightly as if he is remembering tough memories. “He was a doctor here. Richard Trager.”
Rick puts his hands up and shrugs again. “Yep! That’s me! I look different, don’t I buddy?”
Eddie holds his head. “I don’t have time for this. I need to get her out of here, now show us the way out.”
Richard puts his hands on my groom’s shoulder. What is he thinking?
Rick exclaims, “You’re Eddie right? Man, you were a lot of work. That latex fucked you up, buddy. Not even the fuckin’ hormone therapy worked on your horny ass. At least you got some pussy to calm you down, finally.”
I think I read about hormone therapy in the documents. Don’t they do that to sexual predators? I could care less right now to be completely honest.
Eddie growls, “I am holding myself back, you should know. I don’t want to have to kill you in front of my bride.”
Trager laughs. “Yeah, whatever bud, I know the way out, if you kill me you’ll never get to know. For real though, what the fuck happened to your face?”
“What happened to your’s?” I snap.
“My best bud, Jeremy Blaire, sent me into the morphogenic engine, I am not guilty, those lying bitches, I never raped anyone, never drugged anyone, those bitches got me fired from my job and locked up in the same place I worked at. Man, that’s fucked up! Where is Jeremy?”
“Oh, uh, I think that guy brought me here in the first place actually.”
“You don’t look like a patient dear, what are you? You need to get your pretty little ass out of this shithole.”
Eddie growled again, Rick calling me dear definitely hurts him. His mind is fragile after being put into that engine.
“It was super weird…it was so under the table, like a secret invitation, I was super sketched out, but I needed the money, so I came to give a motivational speech to some patients.” I replied.
“Oh yeah, dude, that wasn't for no motivational speeches…Murkoff likes to take recruits for the illegal shit we do here and keep them tied to us so they can’t leave.”
“Oh. Um. Well, that, ya know what, I don’t even know anymore.”
Eddie reaches out to hold my hand, “I will take good care of you once we are out of here…”
Eddie comes closer to Trager, “Stop your whining and help us get out of here! She could be pregnant!”
Rick chuckles in awe. “Oh, really?”
He looked excited when that point came up.
My groom nudged up behind me and put his hands around my waist and rubbed it.
“Yeah…” Eddie said quietly as he looked down at my abdomen. I blush hard. I feel him popping a boner behind me…
“SO…both of you… have been…”
I cover my face in slight embarrassment.
Arthur sighed, “Oh my lorddddd.”
Eddie stands proud, “We have been trying for a baby every night now.”
Rick lets out a belly laugh, “Fancy words for putting hot cum in her cunt every night. That is pretty hot, actually, can we share?”
“GOD NO. I really want to end you.”
“GUYS.” I say loudly. “Let’s fucking leave!”
They finish up their bickering and Trager leads us towards a so-called exit. While walking through the dim lit and run down asylum, the lights flickered for a second and shut off completely. Eddie’s grip on me got tighter.
“We have to turn the power back on, it looks like some dumb bitch turned it off or wires got cut. If we get to the basement we can turn it on, if luck is in our favor.” Trager sighs. Arthur turns his flashlight on higher to see in the dark night.
Trager led us to the basement. “I will do it for us, Arthur, that’s your name right, can you come along with me, buddy?”
“Yeah, sure. I have not yet tread this place yet, is it safe?”
“Oh right, with me you will be.” Trager pulls out a massive pair of scissors from under his apron and flexes it.
That was oddly ominous but ok… we are getting so close to leaving. Eddie and I can finally live our lives free from this hell when we make it out of here. What am I doing in this life anymore? I don’t know. Being away from the Walrider has definitely helped his mental state, not fully sane yet, I don’t think he will ever be, and that is okay with me. It is like a string that cannot be broken has latched my heart onto his the moment our eyes locked for the first time. By the time we are away from the Walrider for good, I think all of us will be able to think clearer. Staying together is important.
“Stay close to me, darling, I will protect you.” Eddie whispers into my ear as I observe the darkness of the basement around us. Rick and Arthur begin walking down the hallway to the main room of the basement, their footsteps getting quieter as they soon disappear from our field of view and eventually into darkness.
A ghostly scream was heard from down the hall, getting closer and closer to Eddie and a black cloud swarmed towards us, and then disappeared when it passed through us like air.
“What the-?” Eddie swirled around to look for it, but it was gone.
“...I…don’t feel good…” I grumble, as I clench my stomach. That swarm of whatever that was has brought on something inside of me.
“Darling! Darling! Are you okay?!” He comforts me, putting his hands on my back and lowering himself down to me.
I begin to throw up.
“Darling!!! Oh god, it was that thing wasn’t it?!” He quickly grabs my hair to keep it out of my face as I vomit onto the dusty concrete floor. Soon, the lights came back on, which helped a little bit in this situation. I threw up a good bit before Trager and Arthur made it back to our location.
“What in god’s name is going on?!” Trager yelled as they both approached us.
“You’re a doctor, Trager, do something!” Eddie asks frantically.
Richard comes closer to observe me better, as I barf out everything I had eaten in the past 24 hours. Everything has gotten out of my system now.
“Here, you won’t suffer without me, we need to find a place to sit!” The group quickly helped me up the steps to the main floor, where I originally entered this facility. They find me a seat quickly, to the left inside of the lobby, away from the bloody and rotting corpses behind the front desk, and both Trager and Eddie get on their knees to be at my eye level. A sharp pain shoots through my body, spawning at my abdomen. I grasp it with force and cry.
Rick sighs, “Hard to say what is causing this, surely you’ve been scrambling to find food here.”
“Why would it only begin now? Both of us have been eating the same things, oh my, poor darling…”
Rick holds his head, “Hey buddy, did this just start as we came back from turning the lights back on? Oh jesus christ, I think I know what this is. It is the Walrider.”
Eddie stared at him, “Now that you mention it, we saw a black cloud come towards us while waiting for you and Arthur. What is happening, Trager?!”
“Gluskin, you wouldn’t know this since you didn’t work here, but there is a reason Murkoff stopped housing female inmates here…”
“Spit it out!” Eddie yells firmly.
“From what I’ve seen at my time here, when women stayed here, being around the experiments caused phantom pregnancies.”
Eddie looks at me, back at him, back at me, and then back at him again, “You’re a doctor, tell me if she’s pregnant! Oh darling, I will be here for you all the way through our journey of parenthood.”
“She shouldn’t be showing symptoms just yet, it has not been that long. It takes weeks for a fetus to begin growing, unless the walrider accelerates the pregnancy…I have seen it happen before…well, shit buddy, guess you’re gonna be a dad, fuckface.”
Eddie ecstatically kisses me, “Are you serious? Oh, darling, this is amazing news!!! Oh my god…”
My face goes from extremely distressed to having a smile on my face even through the pain I was in. “Are…you sure?”
Rick said, “There are not many other options to think of, it’s logistically the most likely with you.”
I can’t even believe this. I’ve always wanted children but I never felt safe enough to settle down until I met him. His very presence calms my soul, puts me at ease in this place of absolute horrors. I lean on my groom’s shoulder and cry tears of joy. Arthur, looking around on edge interrupted the moment to bring up how the front doors are right there, our route out of this, our freedom. A point is brought up about how we don’t know if they are locked again. The lobby showed signs that rescue had been here. They probably saw what happened and locked it to keep anything else alive from escaping. Arthur ran over to check, and to no surprise, they were locked.
“Fuck.” Richard groaned. “We will have to unlock them from the control room. The door was destroyed when I last walked past, so it shouldn’t be too much trouble.”
Eddie held me close and he looked at him firmly, “I will stay with her here, you go unlock them. Arthur, keep a lookout.”
Both of them walk off. In a strange way I think I might miss this place, the memories I made with my love that I cherish even in the circumstance.
He puts his forehead to mine and whimpers, “I am so happy I am going to be a dad…I feel…so…happy…I have not felt that way in ages or even ever…”

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Trager finds a way to somehow unlock the main doors because a loud clicking sound came from them. Eddie, Arthur, and me both look towards it in response, waiting anxiously as if something might come through them now. The group reconvenes, suggesting we all escape together.
I look at Trager, he has a pleasant look on his deformed face. I said, “Rick, are you really leaving here? I thought you wanted to keep working on stuff?”
He fiddles with his hand, “Eh, sweetheart, I’ve really thought about it, and I’ve decided to follow you. Food is running very scarce, I will have better luck abandoning my job here and starting fresh.”
Eddie glared at him when he called me sweetheart with a flame in his eyes he is trying so hard to suppress. The world outside, as harsh and unforgiving as it is, will always be better than being trapped here, alone and suffering, a building made off of inhumane treatment of the mentally ill, secret government projects, and capitalism.
We are ready to get out.
Exhausted, I cling to Eddie’s large figure as the group cautiously starts to walk towards the now unlocked front doors of Mount Massive Asylum. The sunrise shines brightly through the windows and onto our faces.
Eddie looks at me tenderly, sun beaming off of his scarred face and whispers, “I am devoted to you, darling. Whatever happens next, I am going to give you a new life and take care of you and our little one.”
The twinkle of sunlight in his eyes and his soft words bring me to tears. He grips my hand hard. As we make closer to the exit, we tense up, and Arthur opens the doors to freedom. The world I knew enlightens me like a high beam. The world Eddie and Arthur have known, I wish I knew what they were thinking, finally being free of their prison. Eddie has a fit of laughter, covering his face like he is embarrassed for having it. Arthur drops to his knees and feels the ground with his fingertips.
Trager stretches his shoulders and exclaims, “Who’s ready to make it for the next town?”
Arthur cried, “Me! Me! Me!”
It appears like the rescue team got up and left and did not take care of themselves, leaving track marks of their massive tanks everywhere. I am glad in a way that they didn’t find us. If they did, I would have never seen my lover again. I begin to think of my family, I am probably assumed dead at this point. I will make contact with them as soon as me and Eddie are settled, and I get Eddie some new clothes so he isn't as easily recognized in the public, after all, he is a serial killer. I don’t know where I will start with the other two. I am the most regular looking out of all these guys. We start down the slight hill towards the gated exit, looking at our world around us like it is brand new. As we walk we notice a parked jeep with no owner to claim it.
“Wonder what happened to him…” I said.
“Heh, yeah.” Trager says.
“So,” I start, “Any of y’all know how to drive?”
Eddie smirks, “It has been a long time, but I can drive. You aren’t in a good condition to do the work, darling, I will handle this.”
Everyone loads into the car, Eddie in the driver's seat who barely seems to fit from his height and size, me next to him in the passenger, and Trager and Arthur in the back. Trager looks eager as ever to get the fuck out of here. I set my purse in the space between our seats.
Eddie starts the engine, hands on the wheel, he looks at me and towards the guys in the backseats, “I recommend holding on, I used to drive back in the days, I might be a little rusty…”
I hold my seat belt tight, not that I don’t trust him in driving, but…
“Okay, here we go…” Eddie says nervously as he puts some weight on the pedal. He spins the steering wheel so we can turn around and get out the gates, nearly hitting the walls and fence, but he successfully turned and sped through. Everyone holds on tight, Trager surprised to be in a bumpy car for the first time in years. The car speeds down the mountain road, slowing down and going faster erratically because his weight on the pedal has not yet come back to him. The car doesn’t stay in a straight line either, but it isn't as bad as a drunk driver.
Trager starts laughing, “Damn, I wish it had a sunroof! And hey, can you put on some music?’
I select the radio button and turn it up, “Everybody Dance Now” plays loudly.
Trager rolls down his windows and sticks his head out and starts yelling out of joy. The road ahead is thankfully clear, with no sign of anyone else on the road with us, that was something I was worried about, being spotted leaving and possibly questioned.
Arthur does the same as Trager and he starts shouting too, a smile wide across his face.
“You okay, Eddie?” I ask, putting my hand on his forearm.
“Yes, darling, I know I can drive us safely off this mountain.”
In some pain still from the walrider, I open my purse and take out my pen once more. Eddie doesn’t see as he is focused on driving, but the backseat passengers notice. I take a hit and blow it out my window, and as I do, Trager lights up even more. Arthur is confused as to what I just did and seems to be interested.
I turn and look back at the guys, “Do you wanna take a hit?”
Trager takes the pen from me quickly, “Don't mind if I do!” Trager looks up and inhales the devils lettuce, and it appears he already knows how to use a cart…
He exhales and the smoke fills the car and it slowly leaks out the open windows.
“W-what the hell is that?” Eddie asks, still can’t look back to see what is going on but he can smell it.
Trager replies, “I’d give you some buddy, but you're the designated driver, no silly pen for you! Hahahahaaha..”
He hands the pen to Arthur and shows him how to use it, his eyes wide. Arthur coughs as he tries it for the first time, me and Trager giggle. Eventually, Arthur does it correctly, and without thinking he blows the smoke onto Eddie’s head.
“The smoke smells weird, is that even safe…” Eddie says, concentrating on not crashing the vehicle.
“This-” exclaims Rick, stealing the cart back and taking another hit, “Is to our freedom! WOOOOOH!”
Arthur starts laughing so hard his stomach hurts. It’s kicking in real hard now.
“Yeah, our new life!!!” I say, putting my head on Eddie’s shoulder.
“Darling, what are they smoking? I haven’t had a cigarette in years.”
“Ohhh… well, it is like a cigarette but way better.”
“Could I try some, dear, if you don’t mind?”
“It might make it hard to drive, as soon as we find a place to stay you can have some, babe.”
“Interesting.”
A flash of light crosses the sky like an explosion, making it hard to see for a moment, and then it's gone. It fucked up the radio for a second.
“What in the world was that?!” Eddie yells.
“Looks like Murkoff is back in business…” Trager says.
Arthur is so out of it he didn't even realize the flash of light in the sky, he is just sitting to himself laughing.
“Glad we are outta there!” I said.
Eddie speeds up, the car almost drifting into the bush on each side of the road… We reach a more downward road, finally we are going to be leaving the mountain for good. I look out the window, watching all the trees and clouds pass by. I am a little stoned, which I think I deserve. I can’t believe all of this has happened to me. I kinda don’t believe it, but at the same time, I am in a speeding car with 2 serial killers, a variant, and me. I hope what I am experiencing isn’t a phantom pregnancy, because if it is, that would really let Eddie down, and even have a slight chance of possibly being angry with me for not conceiving a baby with him yet. Arthur is moving around in the backseat enjoying his high.
“Eddieeeeee…I’m hungry…” whined Arthur.
“Me too, buddy. Drive us to get us some real fucking food!” Exclaimed Rick.
Eddie answered, “I don’t know where anything is, but I am also pretty hungry myself, darling, you need some real food. Can you find a map and see if there is somewhere nearby?”
I dig through compartments of the stolen jeep, and eventually I find a map that barely helps us, but it is all we got. I hand Eddie the map and he tries to make sense of it. We drive for another 20ish minutes, and we have now reached the ground, a long road full of hotels and restaurants. Now to decide where we want to go. We stop at the end of the road that leads to Mount Massive Asylum and back into the real world.
“I WANNA GO TO WENDY’S!” Arthur screams.
“What is Wendy's?” Eddie says, being interrupted by Trager,
“Nah buddy, Five Guys is the best, let’s go there.”
I voted for Arby's. From a distance, we spot one far down on the right side of the road leading left.
Eddie appeared nervous again as seeing other drivers on the road intimidated him. We all decided on Arby’s, and Eddie is biased to where we go because he goes wherever I go like a puppy dog. The roadway wasn’t very trafficked, but it wasn’t bare either. We turn up the music once more as Eddie speeds to get on the other side of the road, and in doing so, was on the wrong side of traffic.
“Uh Eddie-” I said…
BEEP BEEP cars are of course honking at us. He swerves back into the right lane pretty violently, sending Arthur nearly landing on Trager’s lap.
“No homo, buddy.” Said Trager, pushing the greening out Arthur off of him.
Arthur is laughing uncontrollably, but also is freaking out a little over the car ride. I start to laugh among them too, high and in shock that we were literally on the wrong side of the road and in a car driven by no one other than Eddie Gluskin. Eddie’s face is wide eyed, a little bit of fear in them for the first time in ages that he could have killed all of us. Cars around us on the road try to get away from us, which is good, I don’t want any more attention. Rick throws his head out the window again and screams “WOOOOOO!!! WHERE THE COKE AT!!!”
The Arby’s sign approaches closer, and Eddie stops in the middle of the road to turn into the parking lot, cars beeping at him again.
“Lord…I’m so sorry darling, it has been a while since I have done this…” He says, as he pulls into a parking spot clearly crooked.
Arthur in an instant unbuckles himself and leaps out of the car, “ARBY’S!”
Rick got out slowly, “Oh fuck yeah. Man, this is gonna taste so fucking good.”
Me and my groom look at each other. “Ready darling?” I say yes. He gets out from his side and comes around to open my door for me and grabs my hand. The four of us stand outside the Arby’s in a line, looking at each other as if we don’t believe our eyes. Here we go. I walk into the Arby’s first, expecting everyone to start staring at us because of our appearances. Me, hair roughed up, mascara stained on my undereyes, tattered clothes, Eddie’s face and his stained suit, Richard for being literally butt naked besides an apron, and Arthur for looking almost the most fucked up out of all us. The workers immediately notice us and their faces turn pale. The customers inside eating also can’t help but stare. It appears to be dinner time, which is good, now we have a grounded idea of what time it is. Eddie and I walk up to the cashier, Arthur and Trager eyeing up the menu behind us. Gluskin being 6’10’’ towers over everyone working there.
“Uhhh…w-what would you like to order…?” The cashier says, almost a whisper. I told Eddie in the car that I would recommend a beef and cheese sandwich, so he ordered 3 of them, 2 for him, 1 for me, and the other two guys told the cashier what they wanted excitedly. “You Spin Me Round” by Dead or Alive plays loudly on the speakers, Trager is nodding his head to the beat, and Arthur is tweakin’ out walking around the dining room. For payment, they just handed us our food, as if they knew the hell we just came out of.
We all sit down at a booth, A tray in front of each of us with steaming fresh food on it, something we haven’t had in ages. I sit next to Eddie and he puts his arm around me. Trager digs into his dinner and Arthur scarfs his down like a dog with no gag reflex. Eddie picks up his first sandwich and smells it and smiles.
“Finally, some real fucking food.” Eddie said. We chit chat as we eat, enjoying the warm meal and cold drinks. The customers around us eventually left without a word, freaked out by our presence. I take a while to finish my sandwich, but Eddie is already on his second one, some cheese sauce left on his lower lip. Trager and Arthur seem to really be getting along well, cackling jokes at each other. 10 minutes pass yet again and Eddie is still hungry. Of course to feed a body like his it requires a lot of energy to function and repair. He tells them to make another sandwich for him, he doesn't even have to leave his table, they do as he said, fearing for their safety. Someone brings another over cautiously and as soon as the tray hits the table they scurry off. I smile watching them leave, thinking of how scared everyone is of us. No longer do people look down on me, but they fear me. They fear what I’ve become and the untamed beast I keep behind me, broken free of his chains, vicious in his pursuit to continue loving me no matter what it takes. Eddie is a ticking time bomb, he can easily kill all of us with his strength and anyone who challenges us. The sky has become darker, the sun has just set on this cloudless night, we have pretty much claimed the restaurant as ours now.
Eddie feels full enough but is still eating his third sandwich regardless of his body telling him to stop. He can’t because he hasn’t tasted anything as good as this in years (besides me). He swallows the last bits of it and sighs.
I hold his arm, “Woah, how did that all taste?”
“I like this so-called Arby’s…it is much better than the meat from Frank…”
“Yeah, what even was that stuff anyway?”
“Not exactly sure, but either way darling, I had to keep you alive somehow.” He kisses me, and I steal the leftover cheese from his lip. Arthur gets up to play around with the soda dispensers. No one cares to stop him.
I go to grab my purse from between me and Eddie, but my hand brushes against his visibly full belly… I blush, hoping he didn’t notice that…
He did, looking at my face go red. He smirks. He stretches his arms up behind his head, seemingly on purpose so I could look at him better. He notices my eyes locked on his cute and stuffed midriff. Oh god, I'm embarrassed…
[queue the writers barely disguised fetish]
He whispers “Come here.” in my ear, as he gets up. He tells the guys we will be right back. Oh no. Why did I let my weird kink slip…did he even notice? He did, right?

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He leads me out the doors of Arby’s and to our stolen vehicle. The orange light from the light pole illuminates us, the sun being long gone and the moon out. My heart races, thinking I did something wrong. He stands leaning against the car and looks deeply into my eyes.
“I-I-” I started, but was interrupted by him grabbing my left hand. He slowly moves it to feel up against him again. I shudder as he forces me to feel his full belly through his vest.
“So, that’s what gets you off, huh darling?” He says coyly.
“I, uh, well,-” I guess it is obvious when you do this to me…
He uses his other hand to feel my tummy, it isn’t as full as his, but is slightly bloated. I moan quietly and look away, embarrassed about my reaction to this… He flips me around and pushes me against his growing erection and rubs my stomach with both his hands.
He leans his head down to my ear and whispers, “I know you like this, I can see it on your face… have you noticed yourself lately?”
I pant, “Noticed what? And yeah…I can’t help it…I’m sorry…It’s weird but I just really like…that area…”
He continues to caress my abdomen and slips his hands under my shirt, “Our baby has grown ever so slightly, not even you noticed…”
I nearly melt as he does this. I haven’t looked in a full body mirror in ages and I really haven't had the time to care about my appearance. It is too early for the one hit of weed I did earlier to do anything harmful, that was my last one until the baby is born. Being around that asylum in general probably did much worse anyway. He really is the only person who would notice how miniscule I grew, he’s been eyeing my belly up like a hawk for a while now, hoping for his seed to catch. His hands move to my pants and fiercely pull them down. He struggles to open his fly but he gets it open…His cock makes its way out of its cage and finds itself twitching against my soft vulva.
“We can’t…! Someone will-” I moan as he lets himself ease into me, slowly as if he wants to watch himself torture me with anticipation, “see us…aughhh…” His thick, long and veiny cock stretches me out so nicely.
“Let them see.” He throws me against the car and pounds into me. I try to open the door to the car while being rammed into so I could get out of view of the world. I get onto my back laying in the backseats of the car, Eddie crawls on top of me and rips my pants off. He grabs his dick to aim it inside and watches it slide in and out. As he does he lifts my shirt up to expose my soft breasts and belly. He lays his hand on my lower tummy to feel himself inside, pressing my g spot against his cock even tighter, feeling the bulge he creates as it makes room inside me. I whine and try to keep my noise level low so people don’t notice this…but it's hard to keep myself quiet. I stared at his belly again, grasping his vest and shirt up so I could see it.
“You really like that, don’t you darling?” He says teasingly, pushing his full tummy onto mine. I feel how firm and soft it is after stuffing himself with food. Whatever I am into, Eddie will be into.
“Y…yeahhh…” I moan, still embarrassed but too horny to care that my secret is out.
“I am gonna make you so big and full of my seed…”
As he said that, my body electrified…Imagining the image of that in my head already makes me go feral. I whimper louder and he wraps his arms around me to hold me closer, he rests the side of his head against my chest, and he says, “I…can’t wait to watch your belly grow with my children inside…”
The combination of his hot words, his big body brushing against me as he fucks me brings me to my limit.
“Eddie, I’m gonna-” I huff…
“Me too, darling.” He picks up his pace and finally, I feel his cock deep inside me pumping and filling me with cum as I cum too, my muscles contracting around him as he came inside me.
He pants over me and looks down, “That…was so good, darling.” He lets himself slip out, leaving a trail of cum dripping from his tip and leaking out of me, staining the middle seat.
We hear doors opening and closing behind us from the restaurant…oh no…
“BUDDY! OH. Jesus christ, y’all for real fuckin, I told Arthur as a joke they must be fucking out there but…” Trager walks close behind us as Eddie tries to use himself to cover Rick’s view of me.
“Don’t look at my bride! Turn around so I can get her presentable.”
“Oh, sure buddy. How was that pussy?”
I sit up and feel more of his seed flowing out of me. I gather my pants and put them back on.
“If it wasn’t good, why would I be out here in an Arby’s parking lot breeding her? Use your brain…”
“You ready to go? Arthur’s greening out still.” Trager said. “Here,” he said as he reached me to hand me my purse I forgot inside at the booth. Eddie stops his reach and takes the purse from him so he can give it to me instead.
“Thanks…”
Trager steps back slightly appalled that Eddie stopped him. Our conversation was cut short by police sirens in the distance. Trager jumps, “FUCK! Get your asses in the car NOW! I will not be taken down by the fuck ass government, AGAIN!”
Rick runs back inside the Arbys to grab Arthur. Eddie quickly pushed me further into the backseats of the car gently, kissed me once more, and opened the door to the driver's seat and hopped in. “Hold on, darling. I am going to keep you safe and sound.”
Arthur and Trager come running, Trager holding him by the arm. They both hop in the back, no time for me to move into the front. Both men squish next to me, Trager in the middle and Arthur to the left.
“DRIVE, BITCH!” Trager yelled.
“Hold on…put your seat belts on, make sure it is on her’s.”
Eddie turned on the ignition, revving the engine. He struggled to find where the switch was to turn on the headlights. Trager looks at me, I am too exhausted from what just happened to be able to put my own seat belt on. A somewhat wholesome moment happens between us as he reaches over me, next to my head to buckle the seat belt for me. My seatbelt clicks, he makes sure of it. Our eyes lock for a fast moment.
“Jesus, can you be any slower?! We are gonna get BUSTED!” Trager puts his hands on the top of both the front seats anxiously.
“Shut it…give me a damn second…” Eddie replies. He finally finds the correct knob to turn on to get the lights on after fiddling around with the car’s buttons.
I am getting really sleepy, almost passing out. I have been through so much, my body is exhausted. I need a warm bed to sleep in again. Eddie put the pedal to the metal, jolting all of us back as he spun around to do a U turn. No turn signal, he just goes for it, he speeds into the right lane crossing the yellow boundaries of the road. As the car turns, the gravity pushes Trager awfully close to me, his withered skin touching me. I am curled up against the door of the car and window instinctually. I know Eddie hates Trager this close to me, any male close to me he hates, but we had no choice in the moment and we had to move.
Trager notices how curled up I am, “Relax, sweetheart, your man is gonna get us out of here. Also, I know why the seat below me is wet, you nasty girl. Damn, he really came, I smell it…sperm smell…”
Eddie rolls his eyes. “Stop talking about my damn dick, you’re gonna lose yours if you keep talking about that.”
“Okay bro, sheesh, get a load of this guy. Oh yeah, you did.” He chuckles slyly and playfully bumps my shoulder with his. The sirens start to get louder, we panic. Trager yells at Eddie to go faster, he is already going 85 mph down the highway, avoiding hitting the other cars on the road.
“Get me a fucking map, someone!” Eddie grunts. Arthur grabs the one left on the passenger seat and starts to look for anywhere we can drive off to to hide.
Arthur says hastily, “Here, turn over there, past the cabin's sign!”
Next to the cabin buildings is the perfect hiding spot, a good wooded area of pine trees that turns into a big forest. Eddie turns the headlights off so we can drift into the night. We turn fast into a natural path into the forest, hitting a few trees on the sides, one tree taking out the left mirror. Everyone goes quiet.
“Uhhhh.” Arthur whispers. “Are…are we good?”
I look out the windows to the dark main road we came from that is being lit by the occasional street lamp, but where the car is parked it is nearly pitch black darkness besides some light from a few cabins off in the distance. Eddie lets out a huge sigh of relief and unbuckles himself from the driver's seat. He comes around to open my door, he grabs me gently away from Trager. He seats me into the front passenger now, and he gets back in and closes the door.
“What now…?” I ask.
“What now?” Trager repeats, “Right now I gotta take a huge shit.”
Eddie is so fed up with him, he can only hold his head.
I speak up again, “Next step to this is we find a place to stay, but really what we should do first is get us new clothes.”
“I can sleep on the ground.” Arthur says.
“No, no, we are getting my wife a comfortable bed.” Eddie said.
“I can get all of us some new clothes, I still have some cash on me still. I saw a store down the road, I can walk there.” I suggest.
Eddie replies, “Darling, I can’t have you go alone out there in the night…you are exhausted and need rest…I need to keep you healthy.”
I think that maybe whoever had this car before us could have left some stuff in his trunk that could be useful to us. Eddie gets out of the car to look in the trunk with me. He won’t ever leave my side, especially in this new environment. We pop the trunk and inside of it are many random things, batteries everywhere, files and paperwork scattered around, a pocket knife, some extra pair of shoes that seem to be size 10 for men, and a big dark hoodie.
“Oh, this is perfect, darling!” Eddie says, picking up the hoodie and observing it. “I won’t stand out much more if I wear this. I can accompany you on the walk to the store but I would prefer if I do the work for you, my dear. But yet again, I don’t want you alone with Trager…”
I put my hands around his muscular arm, “I can handle one more trek, we can buy some water and stuff there too.”
“Oh, darling, this reminds me…take a pregnancy test. I don’t want to only rely on his guesses.”
“I will, I love you.”
“I love you too, darling.”
Preparing to go on quite a walk, I grab a map and figure out what sizes of clothes everyone needs. We say our goodbyes to Trager and Arthur hoping they don’t get into trouble while we are gone. I estimate the walk to take around forty-five minutes from there and back. Eddie lets me wear the hoodie we found for warmth until we approach the store. He lifts the hood up to cover my head, scared that my head would catch a chill. But for now, I walk with my hand in his away from the jeep.

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The store approaches, its lights painting the dirt and empty parking lot yellowish-orange. Eddie feels bad he has to take the hoodie back from me, but I insist I will be ok. He puts it over his head, and by doing that ruffles his hair. He slicked it back again with his hands.
“You’re so cute when you do that.” I said.

“Aw, darling…” He gives me a hug, warming me up. “Ready darling?”

“Yeah.” I’m ready for this night to be over, this long walk has been the final straw on my body. We go on and open the doors to the small store.

As we enter, the cashier behind the counter is blocked from our vision from where the door is placed. We are quiet, trying not to bring attention to ourselves. I take the lead and he follows close behind. I picked out water, canned food, and then found a rack of clothes. Eddie picks out a cute turtleneck sweater, he looks at me for my approval and I give him a nod. I pick out a bunch of other clothes for the guys and some for myself, not as much as I’d like, but it’s all I can afford for now. The fact Eddie can’t provide for me in the economical sense right now really tears him down. He hates that he can’t pay for all of this, but he has said and promised me that he will be providing and taking care of me. I have faith in him, we need to give each other time to adjust to the real world again before we even think about work. As we finish up our first shopping spree together, I realize I forgot one more thing, and Eddie hands it to me after grabbing it off a shelf.. A pregnancy test. I haven’t taken one of those in a while, and thank god every time I did I was never pregnant. Before this, I didn’t think I would be capable even though I’ve always dreamt of having the chance to become pregnant and have someone take great care of me and worship me while I create their baby cell by cell. Last time I ever took one I think was back in high school, just to give me peace of mind. I have always been on top of the game regarding contraceptives, taking my pill every morning at the same time everyday for years on end. Even if I wanted to use a condom with Eddie for some reason (which I don’t) he is highly allergic to latex. That’s the whole reason he got lesions on his face from the severe reactions he had before the Walrider’s escape. We check out our things, nearly out of money entirely. I go to take the test in the bathroom while Eddie holds the bags and waits eagerly outside. I brace myself. After a few minutes of doing what I had to do, I checked the test. I look down while holding it in my hands, my hair falls in front of my face. It is positive.
I audibly gasp.
Trager was right.
I wash up and open the bathroom door to see Eddie waiting, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed.
“All done, darling?” He asked, motioning his head towards the door, giving me the impression he doesn’t want to talk about the results in front of the cashier.
I throw on a new hoodie I got for myself and we both walk out together. I look at the dirt ground and back up at him as we stand against the wall facing each other around the back of the small building. He begins to get on his knees at my feet and looks up at me as if he's a dog begging for table food.

“Please…tell me…please be…” Eddie whimpered.
I caress his head with my hands, going through his beautiful black hair. “I am.” I take the positive pregnancy test out of my pocket and give it to him.
His voice catches in his throat, “Oh my god. This feels like a dream for me to be with you, and now we are going to have a baby together…”
His head glides against my stomach and kisses it. Seeing him on his knees like this is making me horny again.
He rises back up and we lock lips. “Let’s get you a warm bed, I need to pamper you more than ever before. Let us walk back to the car and we could spend a few nights in the cabins we saw before we buy ourselves a home for us and our little one.”

We make it back to the car, Eddie is all smiles.
“What’s so funny?” Trager says. Arthur is leaning against him in the backseats. They must have gotten to be good friends while we were gone.
“She is pregnant, you were right, Trager.” Eddie replies, as he grips the steering wheel again and starts the car back up.
“Ooooh, wow, I knew you could do it, buddy. Good job.”
I give the bag of clothes to Trager and Arthur in the back. We tell them the new plan to go sleep in one of the cabins we saw until we decide next steps.
“I’m sleepy…let’s go get a cabin…” Arthur yawns.
The road being completely bare of any other drivers is useful for Eddie as we drive back to where we saw some cabins. We pulled in to where there were some scattered cabins, some with lights on, some pitch black inside. Arthur gets out to check for which cabins are empty. Trager carries the bags as we all get out and wait for Arthur to find us a cabin. While we wait, Eddie says no words to me but instead just holds me close against his big chest as we stand patiently. I close my eyes and think of the moments we can sleep side by side like this again… Arthur gallops back to us, and luck is on our side, he found an empty one!

The cabin’s interior was very homey for such a small cabin. There was a bunk bed and a large mattress leaning against the log walls as well as a tiny kitchen space and bathroom. The lights flicked on and we made ourselves at home.
“I’m gonna go change, fuck this old ass apron.” Trager says, grabbing his pair of clothes and slamming the bathroom door once he enters.

Arthur chuckles, and he climbs up to the top bunk bed and makes a nesting area. Eddie takes the big mattress and it plops onto the floor and gathers the blankets and pillows next to it and makes the bed.

Eddie sits down onto the mattress, “Darling, please get some shut eye, I’m sorry so much has happened, you need sleep.”

I nod my head. “I know…I just want to get some fresh clothes on badly. When Trager is done, I will change and get a quick shower and meet you back in bed, okay?”

“Yes, darling. I will shower tomorrow morning, first thing.”

Trager exits the bathroom in a red hoodie and sweatpants, “Damn, I look hella fly right now. Ain’t that right, Arthur?”

Arthur, half asleep, “Yeah, yeah…” He burrows himself in his blankets deeper.

I take my turn in the bathroom now and strip myself of my old worn clothes and hang the new hoodie on a hook. I look at myself in the mirror for the first time in a while.
I really need to brush my hair. Regardless of what I look like, he still loves me. To the moon and back. Luckily there is some soap and shampoo left in the shower, I miss being squeaky clean.
After my shower, I go to our bed, in a fresh pink t-shirt and black sweatpants.

Trager is on the bottom bunk relaxing, leg crossed over his knee, “Well, I’m gonna hit the hay. Talk to you guys in the morning. I swear if one of y’all wake me up…” Rick leans over to the nightstand lamp that has lit the room up and shuts it off.

“Good night, Rick.” I said as I got next to Eddie in the bed, the only light in the room now being from the moon.

My groom lifts up the blanket to allow me to come up next to him. Finally, I can be next to him and sleep, cuddly, in new clothes, out of that hellhole asylum, in a cabin that doesn’t reek of death. Eddie cradles me in his arms and whispers, “Get snuggled up with me, darling…I have you, safe and sound.” We kiss goodnight, and fall asleep together, his hands around me and one laying on my small tummy as if he is trying to cuddle our microscopic baby too.

I wake again, my eyes adjusting to the dark once more. I see the red numbers of a digital alarm clock near the bunk bed and it says “3:42”. It’s almost 4 A.M. I stretch my legs out under our blanket and my knees nudge Eddie’s, and I notice how it feels like he doesn’t have his pants on anymore…I don’t even remember him taking them off. I took mine off earlier under the blankets because I can’t get super comfy in clothing at night, but I’m forced to have something on top because of the other males in the room. I readjust my body, moving myself closer into his chest, and my hand brushes by his underwear. Out of animalistic urges, I touch it again, grasping his manhood through the underwear. He starts stirring. His eyes open.

“Darling…what are you…” He whispers.
I feel it immediately start swelling up.

Without notice, I kiss him. He pulls me closer. His dick is about to burst out of its containment at this point, so I pull it down and over his boner for him, to let it breathe, and for me to play with. I start easing my hand up and down his shaft. He lets out a quiet moan. As I continue to jerk him off, he starts to move his hips in rhythm to get it to feel even better.
“You like that?” I whisper into his ear, kissing it and his neck.

“Fuck…” He groans under his breath. Abruptly, he sits up and positions himself over me into the missionary position. The blanket drapes over him and me, and suddenly I feel his warm fingertips feeling up against my clitoris.

“You wake me with the intent to fuck me…?” He grunts. “You’re going to get what you want…so sinful, darling…”

I feel myself getting wetter as he massages his hands against me. This whole time, our eyes don’t once leave each other’s gaze. His pointer finger and middle finger slowly start to push inside me, his thumb against my clit, moving in slow circles. I moan as quiet as I can keep it. As he slowly lets his fingers inside and gets them lubricated, he starts to go deeper and faster into me. I gasp quietly, and I cover my mouth in an attempt to be more quiet. My eyes go back. We both hear the wet sounds of his fingers sliding in and out of me, the silence of the room making it much louder than it probably even is. His mouth meets mine and we exchange hot saliva. He notices how I can barely catch my breath and he takes his fingers out of me, raises them to his face, and licks off my natural lubrication. I moan shyly. Before I know it, he lowers himself down more and his mouth is against my vulva. He smugly smiles as he licks and kisses everything in between my legs.
I clasp my thighs around his head, bringing him closer. He sucks my clit and licks it over and over, it feels amazing, too amazing, I hope I don’t squirt on him…He uses his mouth to bring me to completion. As I cum, my legs twitch and shake around him. I look up in a daze. I have never cum from someone eating me out before. That was the first time… before I can catch my breath again, he aims his huge dick against my pussy, rubbing it up and down my sensitive vulva, and finally slipping it in. He pushes himself fully inside, the tip of his cock pushing against my cervix, he gasps over and over with each gentle and passionate thrust. I moan quietly as he starts to slowly fuck me. Trager said not to wake him up…oh, Eddie, you’re gonna make me. The risk of getting caught is making this even more intense. He rubs my abdomen with his hand. He does a few more intense thrusts, then he pulls out of me. He starts to stand suddenly, pulling me up by the arms to stand with him. He throws my top off and tosses it onto our pillows. He steps back to get off the mattress and onto the floor for stability. He pulls my back towards him and moves his arms under my shoulders behind me and lifts me up into the air. With such power, he holds me up with one arm, and then jumps me up a little so he can hold me from my thighs. Both of his big hands squeeze my soft thighs. He reaches back down to his soaked boner and helps it find my inviting hole. He starts to fuck me while holding me in the air, my knees to my shoulders. God, the strength he has to hold me entirely with no effort and fuck me standing up. I can’t help but make some noises as I try my absolute hardest not to let out primal moans. Behind my head that's against his muscular chest, I hear him grunting and moaning softly with each thrust, moving me up and down on his big cock with ease. I look down at my hips and tummy, the position we are in making the bulge of his dick through my skin easier to see. He looks down to look at the bulge too, and seeing that triggered him to start fucking me even faster, his huge balls hitting against my upper pussy and clit from the force, clapping against my skin. Without saying words, I could tell he was about to bust, his breath picking up pace, and then slowing along with his thrust, feeling the pumps of his load fill up inside of the little room I had left inside my hole, feeling the flesh inside me expand up to accommodate the cum. He heaved, standing still with me in his arms, and he moved his stance again, his still hard cock slips out of me, and so does the cum, flowing onto the floor, making a splash sound. With the energy he had left after emptying his seed, he softly lays me back down onto the bed, and he gets on his knees and then plops back down into bed on his back with me and lets out a big sigh, his cock laying against his belly, soaked in his cum and my wetness.
“You made me do that…darling…so vulgar…” He moaned, his left arm moving under my head, and pulling me close.

That fuck was…amazing. The power he holds over me and my body, so hot. When I get really big and pregnant he surely will still be able to do that same position with ease, but I suspect he would rather be in a position where he can hold it when it gets to be that round.

As we cuddle, we hear another weird noise in the room. A “schlick” sound continues in a rhythm. Is that what I think it is…
Eddie looks around the room, confused as to what that sound is. He knows it isn't me.
“What in the world is that noise…” Eddie says. We hear shuffling, and the other bed creaking around.

“Um…” I say under my breath. It sounds like one of them is jerking off…we must of made too much noise…

Suddenly, Rick throws the nightstand lamp on, revealing him with his knees up and spread under a blanket, he is the culprit of the sounds…

“Are you SERIOUS?!” Eddie yells, his voice so loud it probably vibrates the room.

“Oh, buddy, wait, please-,” Trager says breathlessly.

Eddie quickly gets his pants on and stands up and marches over to the bunk bed. As he approaches, Trager moans a little, and suddenly, Arthur somehow has lost balance and falls off the top bunk and onto the floor, between Trager and Eddie.

“OW.” Arthur yelps.

“Oh godddd…” Trager moans, the sounds of him jerking off getting faster and finally stopping… He weakly falls back down onto his pillow as he finishes.

Eddie stands there flabbergasted. Did he really just see that right in front of his eyes? Before Eddie can even yell at Rick again, Arthur holds his head and weakly raises himself off the floor.
“Trager, you are SO FUCKING VILE AND DISGUSTING, I CAN’T BELIEVE YOU RIGHT NOW.” Eddie roars, about to go for his neck to strangle him, but Arthur tries to stop him.
“Eddie, please!” I plead, begging for a fight not to start in the middle of the night while I am butt naked.
“If she wasn’t here, I would be butchering you.” Eddie says firmly, as he turns around to come back to me, knowing he can’t do much damage besides yelling at him. Trager’s eyes flutter as he is still recovering from…what he just did…to our sounds. His eyes find me, opening them up real fast when he notices I am still in the nude.
“Ah, sweetheart, you have the voice of an angel. Nice tits, by the way. You sneaky little fuckers bone like bunnies,” Trager looks at Eddie as he sits back down with me, “and jesus christ, man, she is already knocked up. Might as well fuck her in the ass and try and get that pregnant too.”
I am not opposed to that idea, but I know which hole Eddie likes most and for good reason.
“I am going to rip your eyes out, I am this close, whore.” Eddie responds, gathering my shirt and putting it back on me like a doll. Arthur starts stumbling his way to use the bathroom, passing between Eddie and Trager’s fight again, and by god’s grace he slips on Eddie’s cum on the floor, falling onto his back and groaning.
Trager starts laughing, “Oh my fucking god, Arthur, get your ass up, boy. Now you’ve got Eddie’s ejaculations all over your back…”
Arthur gets up, saying no words, walks into the bathroom and slams the door shut with the last bits of dignity he has.
“So where were we,” Trager says.
Eddie calms down a bit more. “Look, I am sorry that we woke you up. She didn’t mean it, she just…takes me so well, like the good girl she is.” He is going to make me horny AGAIN. I need to get back to sleep before his dick falls back in somehow.
“Erm…” I said, nudging my face against his arm.
“Darling, please, get back to sleep, you need lots of rest to grow our family.”
He tucks me back into bed, and I drift off quickly.

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I woke up again, I had been asleep for around 16 hours, Eddie was very worried and didn’t leave my side. He fed me some food for breakfast even though I didn’t feel too hungry. I lay in our makeshift bed, blanket covering me still as I adjust to being awake. Eddie stood looking down at me in front of the window, blocking the sun from hitting me and at the same time making him appear as some type of deity or angel with the way the light hits around him.

“Good news, darling.” Eddie said.
Before he could respond, I had noticed the two other guys were gone, and I asked, “Where are they?”
“That’s what I was going to tell you about…”
“Did you…kill them?”
“Oh, heavens no, darling…Richard is off doing some errands for me, he didn’t have a choice.”
I felt relieved, I know how they had a scuffle because of his…incident prior…
“Oh, ok…” I said, as I started to get up.
“I have got some money to take care of you, and it’s only going to keep pouring in from now on, I have you and our child covered…do not worry about money, darling. I have it all taken care of.” He pulled me in for a hug, and I enjoyed the warmth between us. I wonder how he is getting this money, but honestly, I don’t care, money is money. By being around Trager for a while, I have learned a few things. He was born into wealth and tried to surpass his father, but of course, that was cut short because he was sent into the morphogenic engine for repeated testing after shit went down at work. He apparently had money backed up somewhere that he was able to take out at some point today. I have no idea about Eddie’s job background, I’ll have to ask him eventually. He is going to find a new job once we find a house and I do believe the longer we are away from that asylum, the better he will become mentally, and his facial scars might fade.

About a week passes of us living in that cramped cabin, somehow going unnoticed. Pretty sure they killed anyone who tried to take it back and robbed them of their money. Visibly, the guys are nearly untraceable with how much they changed due to the engine deforming all of them. I am not worried about the police. The cops haven’t even been checking the asylum, Murkoff is trying to keep what happened under wraps and everyone quiet. Eddie and I step out of the cabin to get some fresh air. We sit in some chairs outside, gazing at the mountain where we originally got in this mess and the woods. He can’t stop looking at me.

“What?” I ask, smiling at him.
“You’re just so beautiful.” He replies, reaching his hand out for mine.
“Aw…thank you, Eddie.”
“Darling, I have another thing I must tell you.”
“What?”

Eddie gets up from his chair and comes directly in front of mine and gets on one knee, “This…is for you, a symbol of our matrimony and love for each other. I apologize I couldn’t get a ring for you when I married you, darling, but now I have it, I have one for myself too. By wearing this ring, it finalizes our vowels, together until death. I love you.”
I cup my hands around my mouth. “Oh my gosh. Baby, you did this for me?”
“Of course, darling. Anything for my sweet girl and our baby.”
I can’t even believe this right now. He tenderly takes my hand and slides the ring onto my ring finger.
“There.” He says.
“It’s beautiful, I love it, I love you.” The ring shimmers with many tiny crystals in the center.
He leans in and kisses me, grabbing the side of my face and pushing our lips together harder.

Soon enough, we took a train all the way from Colorado to Florida. It took a few days, but each day I will remember with joy for the rest of my life. The reasoning behind Florida was completely random, but Eddie does want to be able to take our future child to Disney World. We had many sweet moments on the train ride, every morning Eddie brought me fresh decaf coffee with the perfect amount of vanilla in it, he knows how I like my coffee, he likes his black. Lots of silly conversations between Arthur and Rick, and some cute bickering between Eddie and Rick as usual, it was all fun to watch and pretty wholesome seeing how they are getting along now. I got lots of snuggles on our journey. The bumpy ride made Eddie extra cautious of me, letting me sit on his lap as he held my waist, scared the shaking of the train would hurt the baby. I am not big at all by any means, but I’m not flat either, it looks like I am maybe 9 weeks pregnant. I am probably just a month pregnant. Again, we don’t have a good time stamp on how long we stayed in Mount Massive, but probably a week or so, and then another two weeks after we escaped, that leads us to this moment. It is very sweet of him being this protective even at the stage I’m in. Before the train ride, he bought a lot of books about pregnancy, like, a ridiculous amount, which I love about him. He wants to educate himself on everything I am going through so he can love me even better. He needs to know every single little thing that happens inside and out while I go through this journey. One night on the train, he held me close and we read the books together, his hand slowly caressing my tiny bump. It made my whole body warm with love… The act itself of making his child inside me was very important to him, even before I got pregnant, it brings us even closer than ever before.

Soon after arriving in Florida, Eddie has somehow scoured a mansion to live together all the way here in the sunshine state. A large, beautiful, and elegant old time mansion, probably built in the 1950’s that's been kept up to date ever since. With a good amount of money behind us, I don’t think they “paid” for the mansion, though. Turns out Trager did the talking and successfully tortured and mutilated the original owners to give us the mansion and transfer ownership into our names so we don’t get questioned… But I don’t fear the police, they got tipped off over Murkoff, and in the eyes of the law, Me, Eddie, Arthur, Rick…we are dead. I also did contact my family, and being the loving people they are, understood why I stayed with Gluskin, but I kept some details out…like the morally questionable parts. But anyways, they are ecstatic to know we have a baby on the way. Trager put his back into getting us a roof on our head, mostly because he is selfish and missed living in a home rather than a cell, but he has a soft spot for me and wants my pregnancy to go well. It was hard for him to watch me go through some morning sickness in the tight cabin as it was really impossible to get any privacy there. He wanted to do some experiments on me to see if they would ease my symptoms, but Eddie said no to that.

Our new bedroom is spacious, with a king size bed with a fancy bed frame against the wall in the middle and a chest at the end of it, a balcony to the left of the bed, a vanity to the right and a walk-in closet. A big carpet covered most of the room. We made ourselves at home very quickly. Trager’s room is half bedroom half office space, which he also got himself some medical supplies, which will come in handy when I need a check up. Arthur’s room is pretty normal, he has a twin size bed covered in pillows. Eddie has also been setting up a nursery, with a crib and all the things a new baby could need. There is also an amazing outdoor pool space with a hot tub, where Arthur and Rick have been spending a lot of time. In the living room is a great comfy couch that faces a 4k TV on the wall above a fireplace. Eddie and I have been spending a lot of time there too.
I laid with him on the couch, both of us stretched out in our PJ’s, me on top of him laying on his chest while his legs spread open comfortably so I could lay there. The TV wasn’t much of an interest to him in the moment, he couldn't stop looking at me. His hands felt around on my breasts on top of my shirt.

“Darling, they feel a little bigger lately.” He said, smiling at me, cupping each one in his palm.
I laugh. “Hehe, yeah, just the pregnancy doing its thing. You like em’?”
“Oh, I love them…” He growls, as he lifts them up and massages them in circles. He digs his face into my neck, kissing it gently. I turn my neck towards him and we kiss. As we watch a movie on the TV, he plays with my golden hair while he isn't busy with my boobs or massaging my small bump, twirling my hair around in his fingers.
He holds me tighter. “There is nowhere else I’d rather be than with you, darling.”
I feel so vulnerable yet so relaxed and loved while being in his arms, against his tall and strong body. We continued to cuddle for the next 20 minutes and then I asked Eddie, “Could you maybe bring me some cookies?”
“Oh of course darling, anything for you, my love.” He kissed my forehead as I let him get up from the couch.
He walks into the kitchen, and as he walks in, so does Trager, in his iconic red sweatshirt and sweatpants.
“Hey buddy!” Trager says, waving at him as he passes Eddie to get to the fridge.
“Richard.” Eddie coldly replies.

Eddie picks out some cookies that were on the counter on a rack from baking them prior and puts them onto a plate. Trager gets a vodka bottle out of the fridge. He reaches near Eddie to get into a cabinet to grab a shot glass.
“Hey buddy, you gettin’ fucked up tonight?” Trager jokes.
“No…unless my wife asks me to, but that would be unfair to her since she isn’t allowed to drink.”
“I’m getting fucked up, buddy. Where the fuck is Arthur?” Trager says, as he pours his cold vodka. Eddie ignores him and grabs two glasses out of the cabinet next to Trager and pours some milk into each to have with the cookies.
“Need any help with that?” Rick says, noticing how he is going to have to carry a plate and two glasses into the living room.
“Fine. Take the plate.” Eddie grunts, mad that in order to get the food and drinks to me quicker he is going to need to have him help. He takes the plate from him, vodka in the other hand, and sniffs some of the treats and they walk in together. Eddie smiles and hands me a glass of milk and sits down next to me. Trager goes to hand me the plate of cookies, but Eddie takes it from him and then he gives it to me, even though it would have been easier for him to just let me take it from the guy, Eddie has his quirks.

“Thank you, baby.” I say to Eddie, as he gets comfy next to me again and wraps a blanket around us.
“Aw, aren’t you two little fuckers so adorable.” Trager says, sitting down holding his vodka in a luxurious recliner chair to the left of the couch, angled slightly towards the TV.
“Do not spill that on my chair.” Eddie says firmly.
“Alright, buddy.” He giggles, and then looks at me, “How is the baby doing?”
“Hungry.” I respond, taking a bite of a cookie.
“I’m sure you are. Look how big you’ve gotten already. Damn, girl. When I first met you, there was nothing there.”
Eddie pulls me onto his lap as I eat some cookies off the plate, and he sensually caresses his hands up and down my slender but rounded belly. The size of it is even more noticeable considering I am a slender person, making the bump stand out more from the rest of my body. I murmur as he rubs his hands on me. Oh jeez, I feel Eddie growing a boner again.

“Soon enough, I can probably try and find out the baby’s gender.” Trager says, taking a sip of his vodka.
“I am hoping for a baby girl…” Eddie says, kissing around on my neck again from behind. I hope for a girl too.
“Oh, there is Arthur, hey buddy.” Says Trager as we watch Arthur walk into the room and sit down on the other side of the couch.
“What are you guys watching?” Asks Arthur.
“Back to the Future 2.” I replied.
“Oh, classic. That one is so good.” He replies. He notices my bump. “Aw, you’re showing now. May I feel the baby?”
I look at Eddie for approval, and he nods. He takes his hands off to allow Arthur to feel. He rubs around on it for a few seconds, feeling how it is a little squishy.
“Oh, I always thought it would feel kinda solid, but it’s squishy.”
I reply, “I know, right! I never knew it would be soft. I was reading books about it with Eddie, apparently it gets firm by the end stages. It is all so fascinating.”
A few seconds after Arthur pulls his hand away, Eddie’s are already back on my belly again.
Eddie chimes in, “You will be hard bellied by the third trimester, maybe sooner, but it is so cute and squishy for now, I love it, darling.”
I blush. His hands holding it already makes me excited.
Arthur puts his hands together with nervousness, “I hope this isn’t like, offensive to ask you, but, you’re only like a month in right? Isn’t it a bit big for a month or is that just how it is? I have seen women three months in with no show at all. Sorry if that is rude.”
Trager busts out a laugh at Arthur’s question.
I giggle too, “It’s okay, Arthur. It is my first time, so I am honestly not sure. Maybe-”
Trager cuts me off, “Twins!!!”
“Twins?!” Eddie says.
“Imagine if it's twins… two baby Gluskin’s gonna be runnin’ around.” Trager says, finishing the vodka and getting up to get some more.
Eddie squeezes his arms around me and whispers, “Oh my goodness, darling…imagine there are two little ones inside you…that would be two times the joy…oh darling…”
Twins would be even better, they wouldn’t be lonely and they would have each other. I eat the last cookie on the plate and sip some milk.
“Full now, darling?” Eddie asks, continuing to rub my tummy.
“Oh yeah.” I lean in towards his ear and whisper, “You can make me more full soon.”
I feel him get even harder underneath me.
“Of course, darling…I would love to.”
All of us watch the movie and eventually go to bed, meanwhile Trager is passed out in the recliner.
I open the bedroom door and watch Eddie follow.

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I sit on the bed and turn the warm bedroom lights on. Eddie stands at the foot of the bed watching me intensely. I spread my legs out for him, and I slowly started to take my top off.
“You’re a sin, darling…” Eddie says slyly.

I giggle. I toss my shirt to the floor, and now for my PJ pants. Eddie makes his way towards me on the bed on all fours, and he begins to pull them off for me like a wild animal. Once he gets them off and onto the floor, his hands are all over me. I helped him take off his clothes next. I lean up slightly against the bed frame as I admire his muscular figure.

“You are so damn gorgeous, darling…I can’t take it…” He moans, taking his swollen cock and gently slapping it against my tiny bump. I moan as I watch him rub it against me, between the palm of his hand and my tummy. I can’t take this teasing much longer, I feel like I will explode.

“Hold on, darling…” He said, stopping suddenly.

“What is it?” I replied.

Eddie leans over me and grabs something off the nightstand. As his hand comes back into my vision, I notice it is a bottle of some oil. Before I could even ask, he poured some out onto my belly. The cold oil dripping onto me made me whimper, a new sensation. I feel a fire bubbling up inside me. Having someone admire your favorite non-sexual body part just as much as yourself is truly breathtaking when you have had the kink for years, dating back to even before you knew what sex was, a kink I feel addicted too, never being satisfied…until I met him, who loves it in the same way you do.

“I have to keep your skin nice and healthy, and so soft…” He whispers as he rubs the oil scented with honey into my smooth skin all around, making my bump shiny. I blush as I watch him do this, seeing myself get oiled up, especially there, fiercely turns me on.

After getting the amount of oil he wanted on me, he put the bottle back onto the nightstand. He sets his dick back against my now slippery tummy between his right hand and he starts to move it back and forth between. He moans, grasping and caressing all over my belly with his free hand.

“You like my nice soft belly? Look what you did to it…” I ask, getting wet as hell watching him fuck himself softly against my squishy abdomen.

“Ah, yes… ah… darling…so…sexy…oh god…I did that…” He pants, getting a little faster with his pace. He does this for a few more steamy minutes, in a sexy trance.

He asks me to raise my hips up for a second. I do as he asks, and he grabs a pillow from behind me and places it under me. I lower myself onto it, realizing what he wants now. He kisses my tummy and then sits up, looking down at me, holding his hard dick in his hands. I can’t stop staring at how his seducing balls hang so perfectly, how his member stands up…

“You want me to fill you up, is that it, darling?” He asks.
“Yes…please…” I moan, aiming my hips up towards him, legs spread open, welcoming him, my body begging to be used for its ultimate purpose.

“Oh yeah…god…” He whimpers, slipping it in. “Your pregnant pussy is so horny, isn’t it…”

“Yeah…ahh…” I moan.

“You are so wet, darling, more than ever…”

I hold my hands around my tiny bump as he makes love to me. I can be however loud I want, this is our room, our house…

He is really fixated on my midriff, holding it and rubbing his hands around on it while he fucks me, and then his hands drift up to my breasts. As he touches them, I gasp, the feeling is even more sensitive as they have grown about a cup size bigger from the hormones and preparing to make milk. He notices how sensitive they are, and he holds them in his hands and starts to give special attention to each tit, licking them and sucking them so pleasurably.

“Augh…Eddie…it feels…so good…augh…” I groan, feeling my hands around his neck and his toned back as he sucks my pink tits.

When he is done giving both of them attention, he kisses between the middle of them and says, “Darling…they are so divine…so sweet…and tender… I eagerly wait for when they will be full with milk…augh…”

Gently, he lifts me up facing him, and lowers me onto his thick and long cock. I ride him the best I can, as we are sitting against each other while he penetrates me. I moan with each grind I take, and so does he, watching me softly lower and raise myself onto him. My rounded tummy rubs against his, the oil making it have less friction between us, so it slides nicely against him.

“Who is my pregnant little whore…” He pulls my hair behind my ear.

“Me…ah…” I feel him grasp my ass behind, helping me bounce on him harder.

“I can’t wait,” He moans, taking a second between breaths to nibble my neck, “to make you a mother.”

“Oh god, yes, I love, ah, carrying your seed, augh, inside me.” The feeling of becoming one, especially in such a personal position like this, makes my core fill with pleasure. We kiss passionately, his tongue delicately exploring my mouth.

We continue to grind against each other, sweat begins to come to the surface of my skin.

The heat between our bodies makes the sex smellable, our bodies' natural scents combining into one.

Breathlessly I ask, “Augh, Eddie, I want you to paint your seed on my belly, please, I want it so bad…”

“That can be arranged, darling…” He grasps around my sides and starts using so much force to lift me on and off him, going faster than before.
“Darling, oh god, lay on your back, right now…”

I lift myself off him and plop myself back onto the bed like he asked. He quickly grabs his dick again and aims for the target.

“Jerk me off, do it, now, oh fuck, darling.” He grunts hastily.

“Oh yeah, with pleasure.” He stands on his knees above me, shuffling a little closer to make it an easier reach. I hold his hard cock in my hand, drenched in pre cum and my natural lube, and start to raise my hand up and down it, aiming it slightly downward so he can soak me in his seed.

“Darling, augh…yeah, just like that, I…love you, so… much.”

I speed up.

“I’m gonna cum, augh, fuck, darling…!” He moaned, cum shooting out and drenching my belly, feeling the contractions of his cock in my hands as it released his seed onto me.

“Oh yeah, yes…so good….!” I moan, releasing his dick from my hands. We both watch the cum slowly drip down from my small bump, a lot of it puddling in my belly button.

“All…for you…my dear…” Eddie grunts, he crawls up next to me and collapses from exhaustion, his eyes barely staying open. I take some tissues and clean it up off me after admiring myself for a little longer.
I switch the lights off and get us both under the covers together. He pulls me closer, spooning me and holding my tiny tummy. We talk a little about our day and the fuck we just had, and how much we love each other, and then we drift off together.

The following morning, we showered together. He lathered me up, cleaning every inch of me and every crevice. And as usual, he pays a lot of attention to our baby. I massage the shampoo into his head for him, and for me to even reach the top of his head I had him sit on a shower stool for me.

After our shower, we comb each other’s hair before going downstairs. He dried my hair for me, he didn’t want me or the little one catching a chill. He leads me downstairs, placing me comfy on a chair near the fireplace in the living room and draping me in a blanket.

“Let me get you your breakfast, darling. You are so beautiful today, I know I already told you that a million times, but you still are, always.” Eddie said. I thank him and he gives me a kiss on the cheek before heading into the kitchen.

Trager is slowly waking from the recliner.

“Oh…dude…what time is it?! God damn it…” Trager says.

“Good morning, Rick.” I replied.

“Man, I feel like shit. Tell Arthur to get his ass in here and get me some advil and a coffee. ARTHUR!”

Arthur stumbles in. “What?!”

“Get me some fuckin’ coffee, and advil, please and thanks.”

“Fine.” Arthur complies with Trager’s ridiculous commands yet again and heads into the kitchen.

After a couple minutes, Eddie comes back in and hands me a bowl of my favorite cereal and a cup of decaf coffee.

“Aw, thank you, babe.” I said.

“Anything for you, my love.”

Another “regular” morning passes by gracefully.

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Every day that goes by, I see the eagerness in his eyes over our children. I think it nearly drives him insane. I know what he has done to get to this point with me. I have seen him mutilate and kill who gets in our way. He killed for me. He killed for us. He killed for our unborn. He killed others just so he could have the gift of providing for me.

Some stalker of the sort who has been watching our house for the past week or so got caught by him last night.

When I was relaxing on the front porch at night, the wannabe intruder came at me. What they didn’t know was that right behind the corner from where I sat was Eddie, sitting a glass down on the small table next to me, hidden from view to the stalker. I didn’t see it coming, it was too dark. Eddie saw it before me. He pounced before the pursuant and lifted them up by the neck, choking them. Reluctant to kill him on the front porch, Eddie continued to choke them out and brought him inside the house. Good thing Trager was inside as this went down. They dragged him down to the basement, with me following close behind, Eddie looking back at me every two seconds to make sure I was unharmed as the person at his disposal was going in and out of consciousness. With such power, Eddie threw them against the concrete wall of the dark corner of our basement, where Trager had a little “set up” going, where the original homeowners met their maker. Trager walked over and held him still so Eddie could stab the fuck out of him with the nearest knife. Blood spewed all over Eddie’s white collared shirt, staining it in warm, red gore. Trager took over with the mutilating, as Eddie quickly turned towards me and clutched me in his arms. Blood from his hair dripped onto my forehead, falling down my face.

“Oh my god, are you okay? Tell me you’re okay?!” Eddie yelped, releasing me from his clutches and holding me by both my shoulders. Knowing what that guy was going to try and do to me made me feel no remorse. That was our first Florida man encounter.

Before I could answer, Trager yelled out while kicking him in, “Who sent this bitch? The fuck!”

“Whoever did won’t get close. Darling, no need to worry, I will protect you and our baby, I have it all together…” Eddie said.

Arthur came running down the stairs in shock as he realized what was going on. He just watched.

Trager bent down to the victim, barely even there. “I’m keeping you alive, buddy. There is so much for you to take, I need a new experiment, and you are recruited!”

Eddie left Rick to his shenanigans, and walked me back upstairs.

The guy was stupid, bringing his wallet with him when he failed in his attempts of doing awful things to me. What was in the wallet has us covered for a month, even though we are completely fine money wise, the OG owners were loaded.

Now it is the morning after that fresh murder.

Eddie sat me down in front of the fireplace to keep me warm, “Baby, I…I am…sorry for what you had to see…last night…”

“You kept me safe, that is all that matters, my love.” I replied.

He bent his body by the waist down to be closer to me. “No one else is coming for us…I made sure of it. Never.”

Trager unquestionably tortured the answers to that question out of the fucked up guy in our basement.
Eddie thankfully washed up after the incident last night, no more gory shirt. He now wore a clean orange sweater. Even in Florida, the house can get pretty cold, because the majority of the walls are made of cobblestone. He mainly wears them so he can keep me warm and snuggly when he cuddles me in it.

“Darling, later today, I want to take you out and about. I noticed that…some of the clothes you have…are getting…a little uncomfortable. I can’t have that.”
I haven’t left the house in a while, and I need some more fresh clothes.
“Oh, yeah,” I laugh. “I kinda do need some new clothes.”
“Kinda? Darling, I will buy you all the beautiful clothing you want.”
I blush.

Later in the afternoon, Eddie and I head off to go to the mall. It isn’t too far from our home, and I let Eddie drive because he finally caught the hang of it again, no wonder, his brain is no longer mush from being around the Walrider and forcibly put into dream states… Luckily, the mansion already had 3 elegant cars parked in the garage. Eddie claimed the vintage but preserved 1968 red Cadillac convertible for himself. He is so handsome in an old time white dress shirt for the shopping occasion, a sleeve garter on both his upper arms, dress pants and shoes, and suspenders…I’m thinking about blowing him while he drives, but I would rather not crash. He always dresses like this, and the occasional cute sweater, or plain t-shirts he wears to bed.

After arriving at the mall, we held hands and ventured around. The mall was decorated in some Halloween decor, my favorite time of the year. As we continued on, eventually we found Victoria’s Secret. Eddie was a little bit appalled seeing the ads outside the windows, but he eased up when I explained to him the point of the store. Victoria’s Secret was originally a store targeted at men to not feel embarrassed buying lingerie for their wife/girlfriend. Now he gets it. He gave me the bedroom eyes as we walked in, refusing to look at any pictures of other women, just me. We looked around for a while, but I decided to get some bride themed lingerie as well as a lot of new panties. Plus more bras, I had literally one since this whole thing happened, the original one I wore to Mount Massive Asylum…it got fucked up and it was no longer pretty, and plus, I went up a cup size anyway. Also picked out some regular clothes too, like sweatpants and shirts.

After checking out our items, he looked at me smirking as if he was imagining me in the lingerie right now. I suggested another store we could go to, even more provocative than Victoria’s Secret…Spencer’s.

The only way I am even getting him one foot in there is if I tell him what I want directly and why.

“Hey, can we maybe…go in there?” I said, pointing to Spencer's.

“Yes, darling, but it looks…vulgar from here…”

“I will warn you, there are a lot of things that you might not like in there, but I just want one thing, for us.”

“Oh, for you, darling, I can endure.” He gripped my hand tighter.

We made it inside the Spencer’s. His eyes were scanning everything in the room, open wide in some shock. Once he saw the first thing provocative, he turned his head to me again. I didn’t want him to be uncomfortable for long, so I led him back to where I wanted to look. There was more lingerie on the back wall, but that wasn’t what I was intending to buy. He noticed the entirety of the infamous back wall of Spencer’s. I looked at some of the bondage stuff, feeling the texture of each different pair of handcuffs. He noticed what I wanted.

“Oh, darling, that is what you want?”
Ever since I saw the remains of ropes tied to a contraption on a saw table meant for tying someone up in, it kinda did something to me.
I giggled and looked at him, too shy to even say yes.
“You want me to tie you up, is that it?”
How he has to look down at me to meet my eyes is making me go insane.
“So I can’t get away, ever.” I said.
“You would never try.” That is true. “I will do whatever you ask me to, darling. I like how you think.”

Confidently, he placed two pairs of leather handcuffs, a collar, thigh garters with a pair of sexy thigh highs, and a leash on the counter in front of the cashier. He held me close, looking at me and at them, proud to show me off to anyone who sees me. His intimidating stare at the cashier while they checked us out made them shiver, and they got it done as soon as their hands could complete the transaction.

We walked out of the mall and to the car with one thing in our minds - depraved carnal sex.

By the time we got back to our home, the sun was setting behind it. Trager was sitting at the dining room table by himself eating some tomato soup.

Trager looked at us but mostly at Eddie. “Oh, hey, you both are back now. How was your first shopping spree since being locked up, buddy?” He noticed the Spencer’s bag. “Buddy, buddy, buddy…what’s in the bag, huh?”

Eddie snapped back, “Nothing for you to see.”

“Aw, no fun for me. Damn.”

Eddie dragged me out of there and upstairs to our room. He closed the door behind us. He sat the bags down and sat down next to me on the edge of the bed. “He pisses me off. That whore always wants in on our sex life.”

I nudge my head against his shoulder. “It’s ok. I am an open book, so what if he hears us bang?”

I start to unpack the bags, “I have to wash all the lingerie first, then you can see me in it, love.”

“No darling, let me do that for you. I can’t have you doing much more strenuous activity today.” He grabbed my face and kissed me softly. “Wait here, I will go put them in the wash.”

The laundry room is near where Trager has that guy locked up, it's better for him than me to go do the wash now anyway.

I laid spread across our bed as I waited. I fantasize about what we have done in this bed. I noticed the honey oil is still on the nightstand, he probably wants me to keep up with that to make my skin stay soft. It might be an hour or two until my lingerie is dry, I might as well just take a shower while I wait. I took my clothes off and grabbed a fresh pair of pajamas and headed into the master bathroom.

When Eddie came back, he came into the bathroom to find me naked sitting on the shower stool letting the water fall onto me.

“Aw, there you are, darling. You are so gorgeous, darling. I finished washing and drying your nightwear, they are dry and on our bed.”

“Thank you so much, Eddie. I love you. I will be out in one second.”

“I can help you.”

He grabs the towel off a hook and opens it up for me, I get up off the stool, turn the shower off and open the steamy glass door to find Eddie waiting for me. He wraps it around me and we go to sit on the bed. We sit side by side and he brushes my hair for me. He wants to do all the work, which I adore about him.

“Your hair is so beautiful, I love brushing it for you, darling. I also will dry it for you, can’t let you or our little one catch a chill.” Once he finished getting the knots out, he went into the bathroom to bring back a hairdryer.
He plugged it into an outlet next to my nightstand. As he blew it dry, I smiled at him.

I am so happy with where I am now, where my life has taken me. Before Mount Massive, I wasn’t a mess exactly, but I had to fill the empty parts of myself by helping others and making people laugh. But to completely fill it, I needed a new obsession, a new drug, a new addiction. That is where Eddie fits into this. He has the same obsession as me - love and intimacy. We fit together like puzzle pieces, our ideals, wants, and needs fit each other’s. I haven’t had to fight for him yet. I suspect I will have to at some point… I won’t allow any distractions near him. I know how he is, he loves me and me only, his actions prove it one hundred percent. I still won’t let any sluts near him. He is still looking for a job, but is mostly focusing everything onto me. I am happy with wherever he goes or does, but both of us are still cautious of others. He thinks I am sweet and innocent, which is true (to a degree), but I think everyone hides a dark part of themselves inside. Truth is, if anyone got in the way of my perfect life, I would either manipulate them out of my life, or kill them. I am not yet a murderer, but if it comes to that and I need to fight for him or our baby, I would. I won’t let anyone or anything ruin my happy ending.

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It is Halloween today. My favorite holiday of all time, next to Valentine’s Day and Christmas even though I am not religious, I just like the vibes. Trager and Arthur decorated the house in decorations a week before, the orange lights hung around the house are cozy. We closed and locked the gate to our home so no trick or treaters ended up at our doorstep. That would be a nightmare if more people got suspicious of us… instead, me and my crew hung out in the living room watching Halloween 1978. The Halloween series is one of my favorite horror series of all time. I sat comfortably between Eddie’s legs against him on the couch, Arthur on the other side, and Trager in his usual chair. As per usual, Eddie’s hands won’t leave my tummy alone. I have grown a little bigger, I think I am in month two by now.

My lower tummy peeked out from my shirt a little bit, Eddie tried to cover it but realized the shirt I am wearing just doesn’t fully cover me anymore, he laughed, “Ah, need another new one already, don't we?”

“Ah, I'm sorry!” I said bashfully.

“No need to apologize, darling. It’s wonderful. It’s really cute.” He pulled me closer to him, holding me tighter.

“Oh shit.” Said Trager, watching the TV. “Look at this bitch, fuckin’ falling over air?! Come on now. Throw a chair at his ass!”

“Michael is my fave, for sure. Jason second.” Said Arthur, curling his knees up towards his chest for warmth.

“Who wants to eat some garbage?” Asked Trager.

“ME!” Said Arthur, nearly jumping out of his seat.

“Okay buddy, hold tight, I will bring the bowl of candy in, I wanted to surprise you bitches.” Trager got up from the chair and headed into the kitchen.

He came back with a comically large sized bowl full of treats and sat it down on the coffee table in front of us. Arthur dove in, grasping a bunch of candy in his hands and then leaning back into his seat to unwrap them frantically. I took a few pieces and gave some to Eddie.

“Thank you, darling. I haven’t had candy in so long, I think I’ve practically forgotten the taste.” He tasted a Reese’s cup for the first time in a while. “Oh goodness, this takes me back.”

I had a Twix bar. Out of all the Halloween’s I've ever had in my life, this one is surely the craziest, which is surprising, because it has gotten pretty crazy at Halloween parties I’ve gone to before. One time I nearly blacked out on the floor from drinking so much Pink Whitney and being invited into a threesome (not telling Eddie about that). Not gonna lie, I miss drinking… I am just like Trager with his love for vodka. Eddie is a whiskey man, Jack Daniel’s is his favorite brand to be specific. Speaking of, Arthur just got up to get himself some vodka after he finished his pile of candies. Oh no.

After Eddie finished up the treats I gave him, he wrapped his arms around my waist and gently maneuvered us to be in a more laid back position, laying halfway sideways, spooning me. He raised his knees up so Arthur had room to sit when he came back.

Arthur plopped himself back on the couch and faced Rick, “Trager, get ready, I am gonna drink more than you.”

“Doubt that, buddy, but you can try.” He replied, smirking, going into the kitchen once more to bring two bottles of vodka out next to the candy bowl.

“Try it, buddy.” He grabbed a bottle and sat down and took a few gulps.

This is about to go to chaos, I can just sense it already… Arthur grabbed his bottle and chugged some, sat it back down and sighed.

Eddie watches, with a slight distaste on his face, “Here we go again, good lord.”

I start laughing. These two fuck heads always bring me a laugh. For Eddie, not so much. Eddie huffed in disinterest, held me closer and switched his attention to the movie and me.

“How was the candy, darling?” He asked me.

“Delicious! You know I have a sweet tooth.”

“You- or our little bundle of joy?”

“Both.”

Drunkenness starts to set in for Arthur. His movements are starting to become wobbly. On accident, he loses his balance against the couch and gently tumbles between Eddie’s long legs.

“What the-” Eddie exclaimed, moving himself slightly more upright against the arm of the couch, away from him by a few inches.

“Sorryyyy…I didn’t mean that…I’m sorry.” Arthur said, moving himself back against the opposite arm of the couch.

Trager ain't drunk yet, he is used to drinking while Arthur clearly isn’t. Trager starts laughing and holding his head, and Eddie grunts in annoyance.

“Buddy, you’re fucked up, aren’t ya buddy?” Trager takes another sip of his vodka.

“Mayyybeee…” Arthur slurs. “Can I touch the bayyybeeee?”

Eddie rolls his eyes but he allows it, knowing he is utterly harmless. Arthur gathers his sense of balance and stands up, then wobbles himself in front of me and sits on his knees. Eddie stares at him from behind my shoulder, keeping his hands on my tummy this time, as if he is trying to remind him to not mess this up.

“Do not hurt my child, or I will kill you.” Eddie said strongly.

I love his overprotectiveness of me, especially of our unborn, he was scared on the train ride here that the bumpy ride would hurt them, he held me tight the whole way, even though in reality it was fine. If anything I’d think he should be worried if he gets too rough with me in the bedroom…which I read in the books he bought that it is also okay, but he has been very gentle when he thrusts into me recently, trying his hardest to not bump into my cervix, which is near impossible because of his size compared to mine… everyone who looks at us thinks the same thing - that’s gotta hurt… It definitely can a bit at times, but it learns to accommodate big things, which it was designed for a baby to pass through, it just needs some practice before you can take big dicks like a champ. In certain positions it is guaranteed to hit my cervix, like doggy style. A lot of people don’t know that the cervix moves around depending on the time of their cycle. Of course I don’t have to worry about that now…

Arthur stuck his hand out gently and touched my bump through my shirt, Eddie’s eyes pinned on his every move. He gently pressed his palm into the squish for a few seconds.

“You’re done.” Eddie demanded.

“Aw, okayyyy.” he whined, moving himself across the floor and eventually stopping to lay in the middle of the room.

Trager bantered, “What is this guy doin’?! Jeez… I knew he couldn’t beat me, silly ass.” He took more chugs of the vodka, I am surprised he is still with us.

Eddie kissed me all over my neck once Arthur left my personal space, having me all to himself is a priority.

“You are all mine.” Eddie breathed into my ear. “Let them black themselves out. That way I can breed you some more, no distractions. I want to sex you. Your curves are teasing me, every inch of you.” He continued to massage my belly. “Watching you grow my baby inside you, I can hardly take it any time I look at you.”

I quietly whimper and nudge my head closer, full with anticipation.

The movie soon ends, Trager is nearly asleep, Arthur is on the floor drooling, blacked out. Too bad they didn’t get to see the ending.

“Darling, let’s go upstairs…before we wake Trager…” Eddie whispers, grabbing my hand and leading me upstairs to our room. The orange Halloween lights illuminated the room softly, making it a perfect place for a good fuck.

“One second, Eddie. I have to do something real quick.” I said, as he sat down invitingly on the bed and started taking his clothes off.

I watched him take his underwear off, my mouth parting in utter thirst as I felt the animalism rise in my body, his hard cock jerked slightly as it slid off it and down his legs and onto the floor.

“Go ahead, darling, be fast, I know you need it as badly as I do.” He purred.

I head into the bathroom to change.

I emerge towards the bed in the bride-themed lingerie. His cock twitched with impatience.

He said no words, but he grabbed me and lifted me on top of him. I whine as he embraces me and tastes the sight of my tender body with his eyes, dressed in something so provoking for him. We center ourselves in the middle of the bed so we aren’t close to falling off if we lose balance. I push him down on his back, his hands exploring my curves dressed in something new and delicious for his eyes.

He groans as I hold him down, take charge and kiss around his neck. He lets his arms down away from his body in a sign of submission. It is so hot seeing him like this…

“I can’t take it much longer darling…” He confessed. Suddenly, he is the one on top now, standing on his knees above me looking down at me. I bring my arms towards my body, submitting to him once more. “I can see it on your face… you want me to tie you up, huh darling?”

“Y…yeah…please…I wanna try that…”

He reaches over to the nightstand and pulls out pink leather handcuffs we got recently from the drawer. He crawls above me, I offer my wrists, and he locks both up in the cuffs snuggly.

“Take me, now, I am all yours!” I moan, holding my now handcuffed hands together against my chest.

“Oh yeah…I need to help you get this off, huh darling?” He said, slowly grabbing at the panties and sliding them down my thighs. He placed them nicely next to us, and now goes the top piece of lingerie…he took it off gently, kissing my breasts and belly after they were freed.

“Now.” He said firmly, breathing heavily, placing his hands around my thighs. He pulled himself closer, grinding himself against my pink pussy. “I am going to fill you up so good, darling…”

He lifted my left thigh upward, letting the backside of my knee rest against his broad shoulder. He continued to slide himself between my wet slit, and then slowly let himself slide inside, he moaned breathlessly and started to slowly thrust. His hands clamp around my thigh, hugging it close to him, against his warm skin. I squeal, this position makes him able to fuck me deeper. Our moans became in sync with each other as we both felt the pleasures of each other’s bodies.

“Oh fuck…you are so tight, I can’t control myself.” He grunts. He grabs the chain of the handcuffs and raises my arms above my head and against the headboard of our bed. As I take him, I feel his big cock reaching my cervix, but he tries his best to keep it from going all the way in, to not “hurt” our baby. With each slow thrust, I feel himself enter me over and over, the tip of his cock stretching me open repeatedly. He pushes both my legs towards my chest, compressing me and allowing himself to fill me up completely, and he speeds up his pace a little. With one hand he feels around the front of my body, caressing my breasts and my smallish bump. He looks up to my face closer and kisses me, moaning inside his mouth. We unlock lips, hot drool dripping from our tongues. Unexpectedly, he pulls himself out, and picks my body up from under me and makes his way off the bed carrying me. Where is he taking me now? He opens the door to the balcony, and switches my position around so I face outwards to see the full moon, him behind me, shoving his cock back into its tight, wet cave. The guys had strung up lights out here too, around the railing in front of us, illuminating our bodies in the dark of the night. It is slightly chilly out, but our bodies have warmed up together so it didn’t bother us. As he fucks into me from behind, I cry out and look at the city lights miles away of Orlando from our estate. I have never been sexed outside before, let alone on a balcony… I am naked, getting railed, and handcuffed in the exposed nightfall. He kisses my neck, I turn my head to look back at him, our eyes meet as he bounces me off his great cock. My eyelids flutter at him, his eyes remain steady, as if he is trying to look into my heart, but eventually they start to flutter like mine, I know I will make him cum soon. He lifts me up and down like a living fleshlight. He starts to sound like an animal… growling deeply as he thrusts faster and faster.

Through his growls he asks, “Fuck, darling…are you getting…cold? I can bring you…” he huffs again, “back inside…”

“Show me on that bed what you wanted to do to me the first time you saw me.”

“Certainly, darling.”

He adjusts me closer against him, making him slip out of me as he walks back inside. He puts me down bent over, my chest to the bed, legs spread on the floor. He inserts a few fingers into me and fingers me nicely, I shake with how good it feels… he moved a hand to hold my tummy, the other helping his cock back inside me. He uses his whole body and pushes into me some more. Both his hands hold my belly now as he peers over top of me and fucks me. I gaze behind my shoulder and watch him, as he watches my ass hit against him and heaves some more.

As we make love, we hear a loud thud against our door. What now…

The door opens, Arthur leaning against it for balance, he must of walked in thinking it was his room, and he makes eye contact with me as I get roughly mated. Eddie turns to look at him and acknowledges his presence, but he’s in too deep to care. He continues to fuck me regardless. I feel myself about to cum, being restrained and bred, now with a witness who probably is still a virgin. Eddie holds against my tummy harder as I feel him prepare to cum. He feels me cum, my pussy contracting around him, feeling this sends him over the edge… he uses a hand to force me to arch my back more, my face in the mattress, practically drooling. He moans faster and faster until finally he stops thrusting and heaves again, leaning against the bed above me suddenly for leverage as he pumps cum inside me. My legs shake and I sigh still below his large body. Both of us look at Arthur who for some reason is still drunkenly watching us. As he makes eye contact with him, Eddie pulls out, cock still hard as it was in the beginning, cum leaking from my slightly gaping hole. He gently pats my back to praise me as he raises himself up.

“H-hey, A-Arthur,” I spluttered.

“Oh lord.” Arthur replies.

“What are you looking at?” Eddie challenged Arthur.

I crawl onto the bed and slump on to my side and heave. I move my stray hairs out of my face, waiting for Eddie to join me for a cuddle.

“That…is absolutely enormous…” Arthur said in disbelief with a hint of envy, referring to Eddie’s boner… then he left, and closed the door behind him.

I start laughing. Eddie chuckles, that pussy put him in a good mood, so good that he didn’t kill Arthur the minute he arrived in our room. I don’t care who sees me fuck, I think I kinda like it, something about not only being claimed by being impregnated by someone, but being physically claimed with someone else maybe watching…

Eddie releases me from the handcuffs and kisses me.

“That was amazing, god damn, darling.” Eddie smiles, grabbing his clothes off the floor and puts them back on. “Let me get you your new ones to get comfy in.”

He looks in a dresser drawer for my new clothes he bought me recently, and he pulls out some silky pink PJ pants and tank top. He hands them to me, and I start to get the bottoms on.

“Need help, darling?” He asks.

“Maybe…I am drained now…haha…that was good.”

“You just drained me excellently, darling.” He smirks, crawling on the bed next to me to assist in putting the top on after I finished getting the pants up. We both lay back against the pillows, holding hands.

“Can we put something on?” I asked. I feel like watching some more movies to fall asleep too.

“Yes, of course.” He leans over to the nightstand and picks up the remote for the TV hung on the wall positioned in front of the bed. He turns it on and looks at me, waiting for a command.

“How about…Reanimator?” I put my head on his shoulder.

“Reanimator…is that the one with the talking head?”

“Yeah, it’s so fucked up, it’s so funny though.”

“I think Trager had that on one night recently…he likes strange shit, but I will watch whatever you want, darling.”

“I love you.” He scooped me up to lay comfortably between his legs, using his chest as a pillow.

Another Halloween goes by…

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“Well, I’m going out. Arthur, you can come if you want, bud.” Said Trager, looking at himself in a mirror in the foyer, checking his hair. Finally, a chance to be in the house without him, not that he is a bother, but I do just love the moments when it is simply Eddie and me.

“Where you going?” Arthur replied.

“On a date. Just kidding. Drug deal.”

“Why?!”

“Buddy, does it look like I can go much longer without my coke, bitch?!”

Arthur stared in silence. “Uh. I don’t know.”

“I know what I am doing, buddy. Been doing this shit since I was sixteen. I’m a natural.”

“Ah. Where’s the meet up spot?”

“You’ll see.”

I wave to them as they exit the house, and from the window I see Trager startup his car. Arthur buckles himself into the back seat. Quirky lil’ guys.

Eddie comes up behind me and hugs me. His warm embrace always eases my nerves.

“Hi, Eddie.” I say.

“Hello, darling. Good news. I think I found a place that is interested in hiring me. The hours are good too.”

“Ooh, this is so good for us! Where?” This is big…

“A tailor store, I will be fixing up clothes for people, that sort of thing. Finally, I can do what I have always dreamed of doing, to provide for my beautiful wife and child.”

“We have to celebrate this, Eddie! This is such great news!”

“I will take you out to dinner to celebrate, how does that sound darling?” He rubs his head against mine.

“I would love that, baby!”

It is so beneficial for him to get more outside exposure. Majority of the time he has spent in our new house so far has consisted of taking care of me, preparing the nursery, cooking, baking, and doing what he has to do to keep me safe. He has had a long time away from the Walrider now, he is much more lucid than he was when I first met him. Arthur has been a lot better mentally, too. Trager seems to be the most authoritative out of all of us, taking initiative to decide how to go about things regarding keeping our identities safe and staying out of legal trouble, stuff like that (yet he is out buying drugs). He was an executive at Murkoff too, those days have paid off because he knows exactly how to stay calm in tense situations and how to get what he wants, including breaking rules for personal gain (which can be of use for us as we are a unit now), he also hates quitters. Rick is the whole reason we even have a roof over our heads right now. Eddie is assertive on how the “home” dynamic is, keeping them in line and trying to preserve the “American dream”.

Eddie and I sat at a desk in the office room, me on his lap, logging into the new computer. Trager bought the newest Apple PC. We went onto Google Maps and searched for restaurants near us to choose for our dinner tonight. He also applied for that job on the computer too, I showed him the basics of how to work it and he seems to be understanding. Trager is much better at using computers than Eddie, and Arthur barely has any knowledge either since it has been a while since he interacted with a modern computer. I’m a little bit of a tech nerd, I prefer Windows, which is the most efficient especially for games, but Trager is an Apple fan. I’ll get myself another gaming laptop eventually, I have to warm Eddie up to video games first. I don’t think he even knows that part about me, just hasn’t had much of a chance to come up. Trager also got us some cell phones, Arthur has already been caught playing Roblox on it, Trager is now interested, he also made an account… got sidetracked.

Anyways, we found a luxurious restaurant about ten minutes from here. We checked some other ones, but decided on that first one anyway. Eddie and I will start to head out around five, it is twelve P.M. now.

“I can’t wait for our dinner together, my love!” I say to Eddie, running my fingers through his black hair.

“Our first family dinner at a restaurant together…I can hardly believe it, darling. It will just be me and you, and our little sweet pea.” He caresses over my tummy. “Relax and get comfy for now, darling, then when it gets to four o’clock we can get ourselves dressed.”

I had to get some fresh air after being inside for so long, so we cutely walked together out to our backyard, sitting myself at a circular glass outdoor table with an umbrella, to shield me from the hot Florida sun, and Eddie stood behind me.

“Darling, can I get you anything at all? Please allow me to pamper you.” He said, massaging my shoulders, looking down at me from behind the chair.

“Do we still have the decaf sweet tea? Ah…I’m sorry for asking… I don’t wanna make you do all this for me, I am still able to help around here, I am not big yet, I feel bad.”

“Hush now darling, no need to feel sad. I am doing this out of my free will, I do it because I love you and want to take care of you. I must keep you safe, especially now. I love taking care of you, my beauty. It is my job, darling. Make me your servant, you are my pregnant goddess.”

“I…I want to make sure I am not…too much of a burden on you…I know there is a lot going on, living in a new place, new city, new life…I don’t want to stress you out.”

“You are never a burden, darling, don’t think like that. You are what keeps me going. Being with you is all the home I need.”

“Thank you for reassuring me. If you need me to do something, tell me.”

He chuckles. “You don’t have to do anything for me, darling. It is my duty to serve you and be your husband, especially while you bear my babies. All you need to do is love me, which I know you do, sweetheart, no doubt in my mind. Now, let me get you your tea, my love.”

He leans down for a kiss before he gets up for my drink.

He comes back with an ice cold glass of sweet decaf tea with a straw, just how I like it.

“Any other pregnancy cravings I can fulfill, darling?” He asks, handing me the glass.

“You fulfilled them well last night.” I wink, taking a sip from the straw.

“I can do that for you anytime, darling, day or night. Even now.” His voice tempts me like it always does.

“When I finish this glass…could you satisfy my other thirst, at last having the house to ourselves?”

“Ooh, darling, your wish is my command.”

I quickly finish up my sweet tea and set the empty glass down on the table. We both eagerly started for our bedroom, but we were stopped in our tracks in the kitchen by a mutual feeling.

I leaned against the island counter, feeling his hot breath on my head and neck. He started kissing me, and while he was, he began to lift my casual dress up and move my underwear out of the way, then lifting my hips up more until I was on top of the counter, my rear at the end, legs now spread around him, pulling him closer. I was already leaking at this point, so he had no trouble entering inside of me without any lube.

I moaned repeatedly in sync with his thrusts. “Eddie, ah, we- need- to be quick, they might come back any time now, oh god…”
He laughed. “I can be fast, darling. Anything for you, my love.”

He picked up his pace, I could barely hold myself together. As he bred me, he didn’t know what to keep his attention on, he smirked, looking down at the action and my face. He then stared at my flush chest bouncing back and forth from his powerful thrusts. I could see in his eyes, the view was making him crazy. His breath became louder, faster.

“I’m sorry,” he moaned, “I can’t pleasure you as long as I’d like too…”

He thrust a little faster until he groaned loudly, like an animal, using its last strength left in its body to deliver the final blow…

His cock twitched as it pumped its seed, its warmth filling up the space inside.

“Oh god, darling.” He giggled, closing his eyes as he regained himself.

He caressed my body softly as he pulled out. He helped me get down from the island counter gently.

“That pussy…never fails to amaze me, darling.” He kissed my neck, breath heavy.

~

Four o’clock came fast (like we did earlier), Eddie and I started to get dressed for our first fancy restaurant date. Eddie put on the finest suit he has made for himself, no patches or anything this time. When he made the original, he was not in a good head space and had limited resources. He combed his hair carefully back in the mirror of our bathroom, making sure to keep every strand in place. While he finished up, I was nearly done too, just had to finish my makeup in my vanity. I admired my reflection, looking at the red and black striped cocktail dress I put on. It is very form fitting, especially around my tummy and hips. I did my mascara, eyeliner, all that jazz. When I was finished, I got up and turned to Eddie who was now sitting on the edge of the bed waiting patiently.

“Is this dress too tight? I hope it still looks good on me.” I shyly look down.

His eyes widened. “Oh darling, it is gorgeous on you. Makes your figure shine flawlessly. It hugs against your body perfectly, and around our little one, just so beautiful…so perfect.”

He pulls me in by grabbing my hips and brings his head against my belly, his hands feeling around my waist and then turning into a hug, pushing me closer against the side of his head.

“Oh, someones hungry.” He glances up at my face, smiling. “I would love to just stay like this for a while, but I hear your tummy growling. I have to feed both of you.” He kisses my stomach as he gets up from the bed, hands still around me in a hug. “Look at the time! Let’s get a move on now, darling.”

~

We parked in the parking garage next to the restaurant. Our red ride stands out compared to the regular bland and new cars. He opens the car door for me and holds his hand out for mine. I have the biggest smile on my face as he holds my hand and helps me out of the car. As we walk across the concrete parking lot, holding onto his big arm, and towards the elevators, my black heels click against the ground with each step. Both of us checked the map on my phone to make sure we got to the right address.

Yep, right one.

We walk into the crowded and fancy restaurant, holding onto him tight. I haven’t been around this many people in a long time, it feels. Last time we were around some people was the train ride, which was still mostly private and comforting without random people around and near you at every moment. He definitely hasn't been around this many people in a while either. The mall trip we took was barely this crowded. The tight entryway space with everyone waiting to be seated kept us packed like sardines. All the seats against the wall were taken, and Eddie gave the people occupying them an emotionless stare, wanting them to notice someone has more importance than them and deserves to sit down. A blonde thirty-something guy looked at Eddie and then at me and down at my waist. The dude realized I was clearly expecting, and he sighed and got up from his spot, letting me sit down. Eddie stared him down as he walked away to find another spot to stand. He shifts his attention to me again, giving me that goofy smile on his face. He isn’t shy at all to use his size and strength as an advantage (as well as his fucked up face) to get people to do as he wished, and all for me. He stood close to me, never once leaving my gaze. Even in the moments where we don’t speak to each other, our presence on one another is just as good as talking or having physical touch, it satisfies us just the same.

About fifteen minutes later, they finally called us to our table. We were seated at a two person table across from each other. They gave us our menus and we looked around in them for some grub. I’m a simple woman, get me some mac and cheese and I am good…but, this is not a mac and cheese restaurant. They are known for serving unique meats, which I also love too.

We both ended up getting mainly meat. Eddie got much more than me, after all he is six foot and ten inches, takes a lot to feed that body. For me, not as much, but definitely a little extra than before since I am eating for two now.

We enjoyed the endless supply of food for around one or two hours, and by the end, we were both stuffed. When we got up to head back home, Eddie had to adjust his belt to give his stomach more room after the meal. I had to do no adjusting, I already have a round tummy, slightly rounder after eating a lot this time. My dress was just slightly more tight around it than it was before we left. Makes me blush.

We had a spectacular first real dinner date.

When we got home, the guys were back, Trager on the couch with Arthur watching Dexter on TV.

“I assume y'all's little outing went well?” I asked, walking towards the stairs, looking in at them.

Trager replied, not looking at me and at the TV, “Yeah, sweetheart, how bout yours? Where even-” He twisted his body to face me as the couch is facing the other way, “Oh, you must have gone somewhere nice ‘cuz good lord.”

While living with the rest of the guys, they never have seen me in attire like this before, tight, seductive, sexy… most of the time, they see me in baggy t-shirts, I have had to steal a few of Eddie’s, as mine have kinda turned nearly into crop tops.

Eddie caught up to me and stopped to stare at Trager, who was very obviously checking me out. He adjusted his bow tie and growled, “Zip it. We went to a fancy restaurant, our first time as a family.”

“Aw, Eddie, I’m not your family, buddy?” Trager whined, playfully.

Arthur started giggling.

Eddie ignored Rick, and turned to me and patted my hips. “Let’s go get you changed and comfy.”

He led me upstairs, Trager’s eyes following us from over the couch.

I sat on our bed and sighed with exhaustion. Eddie took his vest off and hung it on the coat hanger, and proceeded to search the drawers for clean clothes to put us in.

After searching through the drawers, he grabbed a hot pink Juicy Couture robe for me. He helped me take my dress off, then my shoes. He wrapped the robe around me and rubbed my shoulder as he went back over to the open drawer to find himself some nightwear. I was in such a sweet trance, my eyelids fluttered while I watched him take off his suit and change into a shirt and sweatpants.

“Wanna go watch some TV before bed with them? We haven’t seen them all day.” I asked.

“Sure thing, darling. I will kick Trager off the couch for us.”

We came back downstairs and into the living room. Trager got up once he saw us, knowing it would be better for him to go back to his usual chair than piss Eddie off. I plopped down onto the couch. Arthur seems really chilled out, Rick probably got him stoned again.

“I will be right with you, love.” Eddie said, walking into the kitchen to get some whiskey in a glass to celebrate the successful night. He came back and sat down with me, one arm around me, the other hand holding his whiskey, taking sips.

“Hope you like Dexter.” Trager chuckled.

Eddie doesn’t know much of newer TV, but he likes anything I watch.

The night drifted by nicely, Eddie eventually finished his glass, Arthur fell asleep, Trager got up to get into his bed upstairs.

The automatic lights have dimmed, the room being barely lit. We leaned on each other.

“You ready?” Eddie said.

I yawned. “Yeah, it has been a long day…take me to bed…”

Eddie picked me up and carried me carefully up the stairs and into our room.

Together in our soft and warm bed, we cradled each other. Our future is bright. Everything is going better than I ever expected my life to go.

Chapter Text

Eddie and his darling are doing well, very well. Eddie got the job, his wife is living comfortably and loved at home.

What could go wrong?

Eddie walked through the doors of his new place of employment, the bell ringing was loud in the quiet room. He looked around nervously, clutching his hand into a fist to let off some anxious energy. In the far corner of the room, a lanky man with dark brown hair walked in after hearing the bell.

“Welcome! Have you ever done a job similar to this before, Mr. Gluskin?” The man eased his way over to Eddie.

Eddie’s heart raced. It is just them in this small tailor shop. His lover isn’t with him to go through this with him for the first time again, his palms begin sweating.

Eddie cleared his throat. “I have done this same occupation a long time ago.” He looks away and stares at a wall, thinking of the memories from before Mount Massive Asylum and meeting the love of his life. “I did quite well at it. Just…took a short break, that’s all.”

“That is good to hear, Mr. Gluskin. Since you already know the ins and outs of this stuff, you won’t need much training. I trust your judgement. Oh, I feel I forgot to tell you my name. I am Damion Rogers. I am the manager of this store.”

Damion had a somewhat menacing face on him, hiding behind a smile. Eddie could see through it. Best to be cautious. He and his family are living on the quiet side for now anyway, evading Murkoff from finding them. Murkoff isn’t actively pursuing them so attention doesn’t arise to the company instead, but it's better for the crew to lay low because of stealing a mansion… To the rest of the world, they are dead. Only Eddie’s wife’s family knows they are alive, and they definitely don't know he is a convicted murderer.

What is it that makes Eddie feel so uneasy about this Damion guy?

“Thank you. I can get right to work now, if you’d like.”

Damion gave a subtle wink. “Of course, I would love for you to. I can show you to your workspace. Come with me.”

That is what is giving Eddie that strange feeling. A wink? Eddie tensed up, trying desperately to hide his disgust. He followed him into the back room where Damion first appeared. The back room was somewhat cluttered, sewing supplies and machinery filled it.

“You can have this corner.” Damion said, pointing to the back left. The spot was cluttered as well, but at least it had a window.

Eddie clocked in and got to work on repairing some ripped clothing. He wondered where the other staff was…why is it just them? Damion wasn’t the one who spoke to Eddie in the interview. A feeling that something isn’t right loomed over Eddie as he worked, but he tried to ignore it knowing he would let his darling down if he got fired or got all of them caught.

Avoiding looking at Damion working at another desk in the room, Eddie kept his head low to only see what he had to stitch. His hands were slightly shaky, but after stitching for five minutes, his muscle memory came back strong.

A few hours of ignoring Damien was making Eddie tense the whole time, until his cell phone buzzed. Damien didn’t hear it, so Eddie took it out of his pocket and looked at the screen.

“I miss you. How is it going? <3”

It’s her. The chill Eddie had from being alone in a room with someone else that isn’t his darling became a warmth. His heart fluttered. He felt his face get hot. He adjusted his chair to turn his back to Damien so he wouldn’t see him like this.

Eddie typed back, “I love you. I must be honest darling, the manager is weird.”

“How so? You okay?”

“I think so. I don’t want to worry you. He is alone with me, and he is strange…it is as if he knows me already with how talks to me, as if we have been buddies for a long time. He is far too comfortable with me, but I can’t complain, I got the job and they hired me, so…”

“Weird. What has he done?”

“I don’t know if I am just seeing things, but I swear he winked at me earlier…I must go, he is probably going to realize I am chatting it up with you. Bye for now, I love you, darling.”

He ruffled his hair around anxiously, and put the phone face down on his work desk.

“Everything alright over there?” Damien said from across the room.

“Yep.” Eddie wishes he was at home with her instead of this…

As he finished up the rest of his shift fantasizing about her, he realized it was dark outside now. Staring out the window made him think of her, alone during the night, in the dark, vulnerable… He knows Arthur and Trager are (mostly) safe, it still worries him anyway. Being away from her for so long and over a mile distance away worried him. Anything could happen to her while he is gone, another intruder, a fire, an accident…

Miscarriage.

His veins ran cold just thinking about it. Realizing this, even with it being just an intrusive thought but a valid worry, he quickly gathered his things and speed walked to the clock-in paper to log for the day.

"You seem in a hurry, am I really that bad?” Damien said, appearing behind him seemingly out of nowhere.

Eddie nearly slammed the pen he held down onto the table. “No. I just need to go. Stuff to take care of.”

“Alrighty, Mr. Gluskin.” Damien came closer, within his personal space. “Have a good night, Mr. Gluskin.” Damien’s breath was nearly down his back.

Eddie shrugged away from him and quickly headed for the front door. “Yeah, same to you.”

He got in his red Cadillac and sat beside himself for a moment, hands on the steering wheel. There is something weird with this, but he can’t put a finger on why. Is it because he is away from his wife for so long? Is it because he isn’t fond of most men? Is it because he is scared of what could happen if he isn’t there to protect her?

He tries to get the image of something going wrong out of his mind, but after everything they have been through, it is hard to not think the worst. They have their first pregnancy check up coming up soon, nothing will go wrong, he knows she has a strong body that has survived horrific conditions, but the check up will clear his mind of any fears.

He starts the engine and drives off, speeding slightly, the need to be home with her is overbearing.

He arrives home, she waits at the door for him, welcoming him into her arms. At last, back in his warm, beautiful, perfect home with his beautiful wife. As they hugged, he pushed his stomach into hers, attempting to be as close as physically possible to his child.

“God, I missed you.” Eddie huffed.

She smiled, giggling and digging her face into his chest.

He bent down to greet their baby, “How is our little one doing?” He playfully patted her tiny bump.

She started blushing. “Very good, they missed you. Trager ordered pizza for dinner, it is warm and set up at the table! We have to celebrate your first day back at work!”

She knew something was up with his employer. Can’t let on that she is suspicious yet.

The crew gathered at the dining room table, Eddie in the center.

Trager passed by his chair with a plate of pizza and patted his back. “Good job, buddy. Wanna drink?”

Eddie looked at his darling next to him for a gesture of approval, she nodded, taking a bite of the cheesy pizza. “Thanks, Richard. I’ll have a drink or two, thanks.”

They had a successful dinner all together, not even any fighting or bickering out of Eddie and Trager. Eddie ended up drinking quite a bit… he was tipsy by the end of it.

Trager and Arthur did the clean up of the dinnerware, it has been mostly their job doing that maintenance, Eddie is particular about how much strenuous activity his wife does, so she rarely does them. She is in charge of him for tonight, his drunken state is obvious. She assists him up the stairs, into their room, and into their big bed. She dimmed the lights and got in bed to lay next to him on their sides on top of the blanket.

Eddie reached out to hold her hand. His face was red, his eyes half shut, admiring her.

“Baby…how I love you… I…I hope you don’t mind how I am right now…” He said.

“I love you too. You are so adorable right now.” She brushed his stray black hairs off his forehead, they got a bit ruffled from the long day.

“Good to hear…” He snuggled closer, resting his head between her neck and chest. His warm breath brushed against her skin. “I was…so worried about you…today.”

“I am right here, with you, and safe. I worried about you too.”

His upbeat mood switched to a little bit melancholy. “I…envisioned something bad happening to you…I don’t want that…I don’t want anything bad to happen to us…I get scared about you…and our baby…being away from both of you…it was hard…”

She held his hand tighter, placing her other hand on top. “You are safe, and I am safe, right here and laying with you. I get scared too…thinking about what could go wrong…but it will all be okay, it will always be.”

He moved his hand onto her belly. “What if…something happened…and I wasn't here.” His voice broke.

She cradled him tighter. “I would call you right away. Trager was a doctor, he would know what to do. I am just as scared as you are. Making a baby inside, I have never done before. I have always wanted to, you came along, and here we are at this moment. My body is strong…it survived that wicked asylum, it kept me alive all these years… I doubt it will fail me now. I know deep inside that this is what it was meant to do.”

He ran his hands up her hips and rubbed around them. “You are strong alright.” He started to smile, “You have…amazing, perfect hips…very strong…so nice and wide…”

“See? Nothing to worry about, my love.”

“You see how perfect they are…wow.” He sluggishly moved to view the rest of her body better.

“Thank you…hehe. Let me get you out of these work clothes, get you nice and comfy.”

Eddie rolled onto his back, falling into the soft surface, his world spinning ever so slightly. She straddled him and began to take off his clothes. He let his arms lay out limp, enjoying her presence, especially on top of him, while in this deeply vulnerable state.

She got the last bit of clothes off of him, pulling his shirt over his head. She grabbed the blanket, about to put it over him to tuck him into bed, but stopped noticing he was getting hard…

He propped his head up against the pillow, looking at her. “S…sorry. I can’t help it.”

She smirked. “No need to apologize…” She began taking her clothes off too, leaving the baggy dark gray t-shirt on (it is Eddie’s, she needed something that fit).

She straddled him again and held his hard cock in her hand, he moaned quietly as she rubbed it softly.

“Darling…oh my goodness…w…wanna…euuuhm…”

“Fuck?”

“...Yeah…”

She slid his dick against her wet vulva, watching him squirm below her. She let it inside, slowly lowering herself all the way down, taking it all.

“Oh…my god…” He whimpered, dragging his hand to her waist.

She breathed quietly as she focused on riding him. Eddie moaned breathlessly, gazing at her and her stunning figure as she rode him.

He ran his hands around her tummy on top of the t-shirt, but then lifted it up to feel it from underneath. “Auhh…fuck…me…darling…yeah…you are so…pretty…”

She panted, “I love you so much…you are so big…” She bounced herself a little faster.

His hands fell to his sides from the pleasure, overbearing his limbs and muscles. All he could do was watch. “Darling, oh my god…f…fuck…”

She reached to the ends of her shirt and lifted it above her head, tossing it to the side with the rest of their clothes.

“Augh…” He moaned, “my god…you are…beautiful…” With the strength he had left, he lifted his arm back up, feeling her warm belly. “I…agh…love it so much…”

She ran her hands on top of his chest, “You feel so fucking amazing…I am so proud of you…”

“I’m…the one…who is proud…look at you…” He rubbed her tummy again before dropping his arm back down from the temporary lack of strength. “You’re making our family, cell by cell…that is the strongest thing…I have ever known.”

“Really…?” She placed her hand on her belly.

“Yeah…don’t you feel it...fuck…your mind…is perfect…your body…is perfect…that beautiful belly is perfect…”

She picked up her pace, her flesh clapping against his. Admiring him from on top, below her and moaning…she thoroughly enjoys this view.

He squirmed around from under her, mouth agape, eyes fluttering into hers. “You’re gonna…make me…cum…”

“Good, fuck…” she groaned. “You like this, huh? Nice to switch roles for a change… You love this pussy, don’t you?”

“Y…yes…! Oh fuck…darling…”

She bent her back down to let her abdomen lay on top of his. “How does this feel, my belly on yours?”

“Fucking…amazing…it is so…good…god, darling, I am…gonna cum…”

He wrapped his arms around her, pushing her body against his harder. The feeling of each other’s bodies moving against each other, breathing, panting, sweating as one being is overwhelming in a good way. Especially her three-ish month pregnant belly grinding on him like that…

She grabbed each of his wrists and held them down. “Breed me, fill me with your seed, baby. I am gonna cum too…”

He moaned, “Shit…I’m cumming, darling, oh fuck…”

His hips thrusted into her gently as he came, and she came at the same time. They stayed still for a few seconds, and then she slowly started to lift herself off of his cock, to show him the cum spill out. She tried to look, but her bump was in the way. He huffed as his seed dripped down his shaft.

“Holy…shit.” He whispered.

She collapsed onto him, kissing him.

She tucked both of them under the covers and turned off the lights, letting only the moonlight from the balcony windows shine in. They held each other tight and drifted off to sleep, Eddie’s arms wrapped snugly against her waist.

Chapter Text

Thanksgiving was a blast, the guys ate so much turkey that there was nothing left by the end. Our first Thanksgiving together…it was just magical.

Now Christmas is in the air, the decorations up around town and in our home made the mood feel nostalgic and joyful. I helped Arthur and Trager put up some lights around our house, and Eddie did the tree. Everything is perfect…

Besides Damien Rogers.

I have to find out more about him before I do anything else.

For now, I am happy anyways. We have our first check up today, I am so excited to finally see our baby, I might cry.

Eddie and I sat in the waiting room of the hospital, and then they called our name. Eddie was nervous, but holding his hand kept him calm.

I sat down on the patient bed, my heart might jump out of my chest at this point. Eddie moved his chair closer to me, holding my hand, both of our hands were cold and wet from anticipation. The nurse checked my vitals and asked some health questions, which I answered to the best of my ability.

“Your heart is quite fast, I am sure you are overjoyed to meet your baby today.” The nurse said.

Eddie smiled that goofy smile and held my hand tighter. “I am beyond thrilled.”

“I will go get the doctor who will perform the ultrasound now. Everything is going well on my end, but they will check too.”

The nurse left the room, and within a few minutes the doctor came in.

Good thing it is a female doctor…a male doctor touching on me would not mix with Eddie.

“How are we doing today?” She said, putting white gloves on her hands.

“Very good!” Eddie and I say in sync, looking at each other happily and then back at her.

“So I heard everything is going well, I am going to double check, and we can do an ultrasound and hear the baby’s heartbeat.”

“I can’t believe this is happening…I can’t wait to see it.” I said quietly.

I was ordered to change into the paper dress scrub things, Eddie helped.

The doctor began to get the needed equipment out and ready. I laid back on the bed and spread my legs open, resting on the foot rests at the end of the bed. I turned my head to look at the computer screen, where the ultrasound picture will appear. Eddie came closer, getting up from his seat, and holding my hand, watching my face and the screen, eagerly awaiting for what is to be revealed. I braced myself as the doctor did what she had to do in order to make the ultrasound work…(it has to go inside of me when it is this early in the pregnancy).

She felt around inside, the screen showed an image we couldn’t make out, until she found the perfect spot - and that's when we saw it.

A tiny speck on the screen…it’s our child.

Eddie gasped. “Oh my god. That…that’s…the baby?”

I felt my eyes tear up. “I…I can’t believe it…! Oh my god.” I put my hand over my mouth in shock. “What…what is that other thing next to it?”

Eddie turned his attention to her to hear the answer.

She smiled. “Congratulations…you are having twins!”

Eddie nearly lost his balance. “TWINS?!”

I clutch his hands harder, my lips quivering. I tried to speak, but I could barely form words.

“Oh my god, darling, we are having twins…do we know the sex yet? We would like to know!”

The doctor replies, “Looks like you are having girls. Congratulations!!!”

“Girls.” Eddie whimpered. “Girls! Did you hear that, darling?!”

I nod energetically, a tear slides down my cheek. “We are gonna have baby girls!”

“I am going to print out photos of your ultrasound today for you. Now, would you like to hear the heartbeat?” The doctor asked an obvious question.

“Yes!” I gushed, grabbing his arm harder, and pulling him closer.

The doctor grabbed another probe device of some sort. “I am going to expose your belly a little and put some lubrication on it, alright?”

I nod.

She rolls a thick lubrication across my tummy, and then presses the end of the probe against it, rubbing it around to find a good spot…

From the computer we hear it.

Their heartbeats.

Their quick and cute little heartbeats.

Eddie’s face turned nearly white, his body trembling when the sound hit his eardrums. “They…they’re mine.” He placed my hand against his chest, his heart racing against my palm. He turns to the doctor, “May I use it on her?”

“Sure thing, here you are.” She hands him the probe, placing it in his free hand.

He presses it against my belly, and there are their heartbeats again. Two beautiful, little angels. His heart pounded against my palm.

I survived that asylum. Not alone. With him. And now, after being through it all, bonding together, surviving together, facing death in the face together…we are having babies together. I have always needed to do this, the urge was always nearly overbearing, and the only thing that stopped me before was knowing it was wrong then. But Eddie came along, and the perfect situation opened. Now my lifelong dream is being fulfilled, that dream being the same as his.

The doctor said, “Now, you won’t need to have another appointment for a while unless something comes up. But for now, you are clear to go, and I will get you the photos, I will be right back.”

She left the room to grab the photos. We look into each other's eyes as we continue to take in the ethereal sound that comes from inside me.

“Trager was right all along… he said twins. He just knew somehow. Maybe because he was formerly a doctor, probably saw it nearly daily-”

I added, “I think it is just because I am a bit bigger than the normal sizes for the amount of time I’ve been preggo.”

He chuckled. “It is delightful…no wonder, two instead of one…they need a lot of room to grow… so nicely, like you are doing perfectly.”

“I still can’t believe it. Two in there? It’s crazy!”

He giggled again, “Heheh, oh god darling, you are gonna be so big…! I can’t wait to watch that…”

I cover my face in a little embarrassment. “Oh jeez. You’re right. How will I even fit them-”

“You will, you are the perfect vessel to carry my babies, you won’t have any issues growing, I’m sure of it. You still have zero stretch marks. That oil I always put on you is working out nicely.”

“It’s hard to believe I am designed to fit the equivalent of almost two bowling balls inside of me.”

“I believe it. You can do it, you are designed for that strength.”

The doctor came back into the room and handed me some photographs of our little ones. I held them tight in my hand as I showed them to Eddie. The doctor put away all the equipment, and I sat up on the edge of the bed, staring at the photos.

She got ready to leave the room, hand on the handle of the door. “One more thing that is important if you are going to engage in sexual activity. Try not to lay on your back for too long. Oh, and of course, dad; don’t put much pressure on her abdomen. Other than that, it is one-hundred percent safe to have sex. I can see both of you back into the second trimester, sooner if anything happens.”

We drove home from our first appointment with a smile from ear to ear on our faces.

“Darling, would you like to stop somewhere for a treat, to celebrate?” He asked.

“I need one now, yes!”

We went through a McDonald’s drive through, and we both got vanilla ice cream. We parked in the lot, facing the sun setting across the flat landscape, shining a beautiful orange and purple color from the clouds. He finished his cone before me. I tend to eat slowly… that only gives him a longer moment to stare at me eating, so I guess that is a good thing.