*Luna*
I groaned as I tried to breathe through another painful jab. I closed my eyes and clenched my jaws, trying to justify the pain as a natural or at least worthy. I hissed as I tried to rearrange my frail body on the bed that gave me more bedsores than I could ever imagined. I felt like crying, and no one was here to help me find a better position for my overgrown belly compared to my too-skinny body to hold it up.
It's been another couple of days with the sick doctor pumping into my body that damn fluid that made my babies grow at an alarmingly fast rate as a damn weed. I knew werewolf's pregnancies had accelerated development, but achieving almost full-term pregnancy in a couple of weeks instead of months felt wrong, incredibly wrong. The skin on my belly was full of stretch marks
