Marriage was a much more casual trend in the future. 8 years after her last child, Sara really wanted another baby from younger coworker. Her husband saw nothing wrong with it. She conceived a child in their bed, and he held her hand as she brought their baby boy into the world. They raised him together in the marriage, his birth father free to coparent whenever he pleased. Sara had already found the next friend she wanted to have a baby with by the time he could walk.
It had been years since Mommy had made it through the holidays without going into labor at at least one family party. Last year her water broke making the turkey, the year before that my baby brother was sitting in her lap for Christmas photos. This time it was twins during a casual lunch. Within minutes my older brother was pulling his new sisters out of her on the couch. Even 22 babies in, she was still such a vocal birther.
Mommy was so much more open about her body now that she was carrying her gay friend’s baby as a surrogate. She was so excited to feel pregnant again, and loved it when you took notice of her changing body.
“Hey sweetie, I was about to take a shower. Would you care to join me?”
The answer was always yes. It was understood between the both of you that bath time was also playtime, with free use allowed of her pregnant body.
You loved it when she let you wash her belly with soap. It gave you a chance to grab her with both hands and feel how hard and heavy she had gotten. Kissing was always allowed, and she always giggled when you tickled her belly button. She even let you rub your cock all over her body, often to completion. Anything to make her smiley little boy happy.
Sometimes you just wanted to hug to feel her belly and body pressing into you. That was okay too.
“Oh hey sweetie! What are you doing home so early? This? Oh, I was just at the store and saw one of those instant pregnancies in the pharmacy and thought I’d give it a try. Want to watch? I’m almost fully dilated with your new baby brother and sist-AH!”
Your mother’s body strained as her belly began to lower and her knees spread out further on the shower floor. A loud grunt turned to a scream, and two babies gushed out in a rush of fluid out of your Mother’s womanhood and onto the tile. There was a mess everywhere. You dove to help your mother up and swaddle your new siblings up off the floor. You sat down next to your mother’s naked body and watched as they both fed from her pale, water speckled breasts.
“Oh my God. Oh my God, I just gave birth to twins. That was crazy. This is really happening. Did that just happen?”
You nodded at your Mother. She smiled and kissed you on the lips like a man.
“Good thing I have you around, huh? Two babies is more than I was expecting, but I think we will be alright.”
Your Mother snuggled beneath your chin and began to fall asleep. You watched her and your new baby brother and sister all fall asleep as they suckled her gently.
Mom tried to explain it to you on Zoom, “I mean… I know I’m on mission, but I just couldn’t not fuck him. He’s 22 and a DJ at the club up the street. You’d actually like him a lot… Anyway, your Father knows I’m staying to have Julio’s babies here. I know you’re grown, but you’re free to come and watch if you want. We’re planning a very interactive water birth at his place. I’d love for you to be there to meet your new sisters…”
Imagine being a 24 year old Jezebel single pregnant slut in 1961? Cackling as men grab your belly at classy lingerie parties? You’d still make love like a highschool sweetheart losing her virginity, your little grape belly bouncing on top as you made noise on top.
“Lol, you think my Dad cares that you knocked me up? We’re vampires! He and my Mom have been asking me to get pregnant since freshman year! He already said he’d pay to raise them! Now come over here and tell me how you’re going to keep me a fat pregnant vampire mommy for the next thousand years you handsome boy you!”
“Back for more? You really can’t get enough of mummy’s love can you? Is it because your mum is the prettiest woman on the block or are you getting excited by seeing your inbred baby grow inside my tummy?”
“In all honesty I was only here to check if you’re doing ok mum, but now that you’ve brought it up I might as well fuck you like the naughty incestuous whore you are”
“Listen dear, I know we had some fun times behind your mother’s back, but we seriously need to have a conversation about this child. The family still thinks this is my ex-boyfriend’s baby, and I have no idea what to tell them when he doesn’t show up for the birth. I’m due only 3 days after your graduation! You aren’t going to let your sweet auntie push out your baby alone, are you?”
The commune grew slowly over the years, one XX fertilization at a time. They were tired of men, tired of their world. They found a place in Northern California, and built a community based on equal, shared love. It took some time, but they soon stumbled upon something beautiful in their 12 way romantic tribe. Six figures of savings was the entry, to pay for the fertilization treatments. The science was new, but two women could fertilize an egg using each of their X chromosomes, girls only though. It wasn’t a problem.
They grew plump and ripened with the seed of their sisterhood. They gave birth surrounded by a whole family of love. Just last year, they were worker drones, slaving away at meaningless white collar work. Now they tended the fields, made love in the afternoons, and grew heavy with their sister’s babies.
Your sister saw herself more as a professional fulfilling a contract than an expectant mother. That didn’t stop Mom from insisting the whole family be there for the birth of her first child. She pushed dispassionately, breathing only a little during contractions. She pulled the child out of her and immediately gave it to her eager clients. When she was finished she seemed more bored than anything.
It was the first time you had seen her since the breakup. Her first boyfriend since leaving your father, your mother was now as big as a house, bumping into everything as she waddled down the foyer of her tiny one bed apartment.
“Oh here, you want to see them?”
Her body was spilling with fertility, and she didn’t care who saw it. Hard to believe this was the same stern, conservative women who only last year was cheering you on from the bleachers at your wrestling matches
“They’ve been pretty active in there… You want to feel?”
Your hand quivered, unsure of what to do.
“Oh baby, PLEASE don’t be shy. They’re still your baby brothers.”
A wicked little grin came across her face as she grabbed your hand and ran it over her belly. She really wanted you to hold her like a trophy. As you held your mother’s rock solid womb from below, she closed her eyes and gently breathed out, a look of relaxation came over her face.
“Thank you, sweetheart. That feels SO good. It’s been awhile since I’ve had a man’s hands on me…”
She brought her hands down to her sides and massaged her belly.
Her mother and her boyfriend were insistent. She was going to have this baby, whether she wanted to or not. Unable to say no, her body shuddered as she labored with her daughters head, her two captors flanked on either side holding her legs.
She still couldn’t get used to it, the squirming feeling of life inside her. It put her over the edge. She’d have to look at her belly in the bathroom mirror and talk herself through it to feel normal again.
“I am 41 years old and pregnant. I am having my son’s baby. It is not my baby. In 3 weeks, I will be giving birth to my son and his wife’s baby…”
She said it three times fast while rubbing herself.
“Well sir, you were right, she WAS a feisty one. Breaking her in took some time, but your daughter has finally simmered down. We got her carrying a little boy from one of my prize bulls! She’s plump and couldn’t be more excited. She’s due, oh, only a few months now. Care to see her or? Oh, just a visit? Well we’ll keep in touch, I’ll let you know when she goes into labor. She never wanders too far from the fields…”