04-05-2003, 10:23 AM
*Foundling and Tab work up a really good fucking pace in the bath, their pussies grinding together, and their tits rubbing together, and their arms around each other's waists. They are approaching their third orgasm.*
Tab: Oh God! I'm almost there!
Foundling: Yeah. Me too. Just... a... bit... more....
Foundling/Tab: AAAAAAGGGGGNNNNN!
*They come, and Foundling leans back, allowing Tab to rest on top of her. Tab puts her lips to Foundling's breast, and drinks milk from her to replenish herself, whil Foundling runs soothing fingers through the girl's hair. It's an image that would make for some adorable lesbian porn.*
*Unfortunately, it doesn't last long, as Euphony suddenly bursts in.*
Tab: GAAHHH!
Euphony: Come, girls. Something important has come up!
Foundling: Damn.
*The two girls reluctantly get out of the bath and dry themselves off, and then they follow Euphony out onto a terrace. Sacarissa is there, as is a girl they don't recognize. The new girl has black hair and black eyes, and is vaguely pretty, though not stunning. It's partly because she's dressed in a grey robe, which prett much covers her body. The new girl smiles at them.*
Euphony: Girls, this is Genea, a witch mid-wife.
Genea: Greetings. I come with good news. Lady Jeannine is now pregnant, and Queen Jeannette will soon be pregnant. Both shall produce a girl.
Foundling: All right!
Tab: Cool! We get to be aunts!
Sacarissa: Well, not genetically. We're not related to Jeannine, and Euphony's the only one related to Ruby...
Foundling: That's close enough for me.
Euphony: Heh. Least I'm not a grandmother yet...
Genea: That is not the reason I have come here, though. I have been hired to help the two young women with their pregnancies. Queen Jeannette's hasn't started yet, but once it does, it won't be easy. Her daughter will be a witch, and witches can become any age they want. If not watched carefully, the daughter might age herself in the womb, which would kill both her and Jeannette. I doubt I will be able to do it alone, even with all of my experience. I shall require assistants.
Tab: ... So you're hiring us, then?
Genea: Yes.
Sacarissa: But... we don't know anything about midwifing.
Foundling: Oh well. We've faced andromancers, wild boars, and barbarians. How hard can this be...?
Your turn again, princess. BTW how did you like the photos?
Tab: Oh God! I'm almost there!
Foundling: Yeah. Me too. Just... a... bit... more....
Foundling/Tab: AAAAAAGGGGGNNNNN!
*They come, and Foundling leans back, allowing Tab to rest on top of her. Tab puts her lips to Foundling's breast, and drinks milk from her to replenish herself, whil Foundling runs soothing fingers through the girl's hair. It's an image that would make for some adorable lesbian porn.*
*Unfortunately, it doesn't last long, as Euphony suddenly bursts in.*
Tab: GAAHHH!
Euphony: Come, girls. Something important has come up!
Foundling: Damn.
*The two girls reluctantly get out of the bath and dry themselves off, and then they follow Euphony out onto a terrace. Sacarissa is there, as is a girl they don't recognize. The new girl has black hair and black eyes, and is vaguely pretty, though not stunning. It's partly because she's dressed in a grey robe, which prett much covers her body. The new girl smiles at them.*
Euphony: Girls, this is Genea, a witch mid-wife.
Genea: Greetings. I come with good news. Lady Jeannine is now pregnant, and Queen Jeannette will soon be pregnant. Both shall produce a girl.
Foundling: All right!
Tab: Cool! We get to be aunts!
Sacarissa: Well, not genetically. We're not related to Jeannine, and Euphony's the only one related to Ruby...
Foundling: That's close enough for me.
Euphony: Heh. Least I'm not a grandmother yet...
Genea: That is not the reason I have come here, though. I have been hired to help the two young women with their pregnancies. Queen Jeannette's hasn't started yet, but once it does, it won't be easy. Her daughter will be a witch, and witches can become any age they want. If not watched carefully, the daughter might age herself in the womb, which would kill both her and Jeannette. I doubt I will be able to do it alone, even with all of my experience. I shall require assistants.
Tab: ... So you're hiring us, then?
Genea: Yes.
Sacarissa: But... we don't know anything about midwifing.
Foundling: Oh well. We've faced andromancers, wild boars, and barbarians. How hard can this be...?
Your turn again, princess. BTW how did you like the photos?