[Fpreg] - Herb Garden Girl (Patreon)

FINALLY she is complete, went a lil simplistic on the color but I think it suits her well. Also, as promised here is the excerpt I wrote for the scene, in both picture form and text form! 

Enjoy!

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“I’ve been pregnant for over a year now.. I think.” A small hand patted the tight surface of her roiling belly. “I sorta lost count back when I hit my due date..” Her voice was uncertain as her eyes scanned over the curve of her fertility, expanding out before her. From here, she would be able to see some of the movement inside her, pressing outward from within.

The kicks stretched her poor tender skin to unbelievable lengths, undulating and traveling downward as the life within her struggled for space. The woman swallowed hard as she nervously looked on, now with both her hands holding against the sides of her swollen form. “Oof..” She said breathily, the contents of her insides had pushed her lungs to the metaphorical backburner as they made room for themselves only and remained that way ever since, belly still yet to even drop toward her hips to signify some sort of end.

“I..” She began, taking another pause for a deep breath she so very much needed, “I don’t know how much longer I can take this..” Her brows knit together as she spoke, one of her hands soothingly stroking the curve of her swell. A wayward kick shown through her skin seemed to migrate further south, traveling downward to the southernmost part of her belly that had long since been out of her line of sight.

Despite not being able to see the movement that originated down that way, she was definitely able to feel it. The globe of her belly bulged in various directions as her insides tumbled, pushing into her thighs as it rested against them. She swore that if the baby.. Or, babies? Were any bigger it might be enough to push her legs further apart on their own.

At this point, how much of her body was even her own any more? She’d spent the greater part of a year now waddling around and bumping her massive belly into things, expanding bigger and bigger day after day with no signs of stopping. She felt similar to an herb garden, ripe and fresh with new growth, waiting to be harvested and replanted again for the next season.

When would that even be?

They say that you’ll know when it’s time, as the body is smarter than you think.. But if that were true, surely she would have felt some sort of inclination that the end was nearing.. Right?

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