Tell the elf boy you are good to keep going

"I'm okay. We can keep going." you say as you hold your belly.

The boy takes your hand, and smiles. "Okay. But don't push yourself too hard. You're still a mother. It doesn't matter if it's an orc inside you, he's innocent at this point." He reaches into his bag of supplies and takes out a leather pouch filled with liquid. "Here, drink some of this, it'll take the edge off."

You take the pouch and drink. Your eyes instantly widen at it's contents. It's orc cum. You look at him utterly confused. "Why?"

He takes the pouch back, and says, "Because, the reason he's kicking is you haven't gotten your fix of cum in a while. You're addicted to it, remember. If you don't have at least a little every now and then, you'll go into withdrawal, and might even die."

You slowly nod, never knowing that cum addiction was so dangerous. "What happens when you run out?"

"If we ration it, we won't run out for quite a while. It'll take us a few more days to reach our destination, and then we can cure you of that addiction."

With a smile you nod, and the two of you continue to wherever it is you're going. You're glad that he doesn't resent the child inside you, but wonder if that'll change once he's born. By sundown, your belly has gotten even heavier, and your eyes get heavy. "I... I need to rest. He's growing too fast."

The boy looks at your belly again, and now you look six months pregnant. "If this keeps up, you'll be giving birth by tomorrow night. That's not good."

"Why?" you ask.

"The baby will slow us down considerably, and... your going to scream a lot when he comes out, whether from pain or pleasure, it'll draw a lot of unwanted attention, and we might get caught by the very orcs we just escaped."

Status: Horny, female orc, addicted to orc cum