little pregnant (Patreon)

The next day at the office, the next meeting of these businessmen at which I have to wear coffee to them. And that stupid dresscode. Everyone understands how seriously a pregnant woman is, but nevertheless they do not allow me to walk in ordinary shoes.

"If something doesn’t suit you, then you can look for another job dear," the boss told me, this is a narcissistic asshole.

No ... It's unbearable, I can’t do that anymore. I did not deserve it. Why did this happen to me?

This is all just a huge nonsense that I have committed and is now punished for it. There is no logic, there is no curse, here it is just me and my recklessness.

I hit the table with my fist in a fit of anger and trying again to return to normal. God, how painful it is, now the arm will hurt all day. Oh, it looks like the child is moving again! What will I do then ?! I do not want to be a mother, I do not want to give birth, I do not want to raise a child alone. All this is so stupid.

I have to find this wizard again. But how? The son of a bitch evaporated and left no traces and hints about how I can find him.

I was too self-confident, I didn’t have to drink so much, I didn’t have to behave so rudely with this woman, but I did not know that she was pregnant! I did not know that her husband possessed some kind of magical power that could turn me from a boss to a pregnant secretary in my own organization! Change everything! Change my excellent apartment overlooking New York Central Park into small apartments on the edge of town. My colleagues do not remember who I was, they only know that I have been working as a secretary here for a long time and have a vicious reputation as an office whore. I guessed this when I heard a few jokes about myself, in particular that there is no reliable information about who the father of my child is.

God, what I think, why do I remember it again and again! Again the call, how much can you drink this coffee ?! I recently brought!