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Carmen waved to a group of investors as she waddled with some difficulty to make small talk. Even being only a few days near her due date, she insisted that since her husband was out of town on important negotiations, that she'd host the end of year party for his partners. The night had been relatively uneventful, only a few Braxton Hicks and mild cramps interrupting conversations occasionally. The baby was unusually calm, though it would chime in on jokes with kicking and squirming that forced Carmen to rush to relieve herself.
She had prettied herself up, mostly just to feel sexier than she actually felt, with her ankles swelling in even her flats and getting hiccups along with the baby occasionally from eating too fast. Her hair had been done up relatively elaborate for the single evening she'd be out in public when it was the last place she'd want to be, sympathizing with beached whales now.
After finishing yet another round of banter with people she hardly knew, but nonetheless wanted to get in their good graces with, the gravid heiress rubbed her back as she took a sip of her virgin margarita and felt another cramp, though this one was building pressure in a place she hoped she wouldn't be using for at least the rest of the week, when she was going to be induced, right on her due date.
But as she went with the flow, doing what felt natural to her body, Carmen tensed up slightly to ease the pain away, instead feeling a sudden gush of water from her lady parts and looking around panicked as the wet spot grew bigger. Luckily, she was wearing black slacks, so it wasn't as noticeable, but now she was pretty sure this baby was going to be a New Year's one. The hostess quickly excused herself, pulling off her soaked pants and
panties as she moaned a bit.
"Why tonight, little princess?" Carmen murmured to her rambunctious little fetus, "You could've come tomorrow morning for all I care; but not during mommy and daddy's important party. Just stay put until at least after midnight," As she said this, another contraction wracked her womb as she grunted, pushing the immediacy to the side, focusing on looking presentable to the guests. Getting on a new pair of panties and hopping into another pair of pants, she waddled back into the party as if nothing happened.
Little more than half an hour later, as the clock began ticking down the minutes till midnight, Carmen had already borne out at least 5 contractions, another creeping up as she felt the baby shifting down. She looked around to see if anyone was noticing, but she was beginning to think that even if she flat out crowned, no one would blink an eye. And as she thought this, another contraction hit, her body tensing up as she felt the baby start to crown, her pants noticeably bulging out
<All right, baby girl. You wanna be a New Year's event? Let's just call it quits and get to the hospital.>
She had prettied herself up, mostly just to feel sexier than she actually felt, with her ankles swelling in even her flats and getting hiccups along with the baby occasionally from eating too fast. Her hair had been done up relatively elaborate for the single evening she'd be out in public when it was the last place she'd want to be, sympathizing with beached whales now.
After finishing yet another round of banter with people she hardly knew, but nonetheless wanted to get in their good graces with, the gravid heiress rubbed her back as she took a sip of her virgin margarita and felt another cramp, though this one was building pressure in a place she hoped she wouldn't be using for at least the rest of the week, when she was going to be induced, right on her due date.
But as she went with the flow, doing what felt natural to her body, Carmen tensed up slightly to ease the pain away, instead feeling a sudden gush of water from her lady parts and looking around panicked as the wet spot grew bigger. Luckily, she was wearing black slacks, so it wasn't as noticeable, but now she was pretty sure this baby was going to be a New Year's one. The hostess quickly excused herself, pulling off her soaked pants and
panties as she moaned a bit.
"Why tonight, little princess?" Carmen murmured to her rambunctious little fetus, "You could've come tomorrow morning for all I care; but not during mommy and daddy's important party. Just stay put until at least after midnight," As she said this, another contraction wracked her womb as she grunted, pushing the immediacy to the side, focusing on looking presentable to the guests. Getting on a new pair of panties and hopping into another pair of pants, she waddled back into the party as if nothing happened.
Little more than half an hour later, as the clock began ticking down the minutes till midnight, Carmen had already borne out at least 5 contractions, another creeping up as she felt the baby shifting down. She looked around to see if anyone was noticing, but she was beginning to think that even if she flat out crowned, no one would blink an eye. And as she thought this, another contraction hit, her body tensing up as she felt the baby start to crown, her pants noticeably bulging out
<All right, baby girl. You wanna be a New Year's event? Let's just call it quits and get to the hospital.>
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