After 49 days...

49 days... Black slippery slime sluggishly soaking the covers Comfortable in her favorite area yet sharp pains like a blade to the womb continuously causing convulsions The first, in the form of a sack of some alien skin-like coating Black goo oozing from the origin as though consumption would be intoxicating For her, it was instinct to caress the pouch with her tongue Breaking its form and exposing the inhabitant that lay inside All cleaned up, the creature began to shiver and cry The bitch started at the shriveled growth-like string connected to the being Bit it short, and tied a knot with her mouth This process continued.. one, three, seven times Brendel coating, leather shut ears, red-nosed, eyes closed. 216 hours and eyes begin to peer through wrinkled lids