You walk into the room with Frank, and Mrs. Johnson handed you a hospital gown. You change out and get up on the table.
“Did you remember to keep your boxers on Mr.Doe?” Mrs. Johnson asked
“Yes. Can we get on with this?” You asked
Mrs. Johnson nodded and began fidgeting on a computer. “Alright now you will start to feel the pain of the birthing process. The whole process will be accelerated to account for the time of the class. The whole thing will take 10 minutes. Are you ready?” She asked
You nodded and she started the device. Frank was just there for moral support?? Becasue he couldn’t care less what was happening. The pain the machine was giving off was noticeable, but not intolerable.
“I’m going to tell you what stage of the birth you are in as the process goes on. Currently it is as if your water just broke.” She said
You notice the pain starting to increase. Still bareable but the pain is making you uncomfortable.
“You are now starring to dialate” Mrs. Johnson said
The pain was starting to increase at a fast rate. It felt like something was trying to come out of but was to big to come out.
“Okay you are now fully dialated you have to push.” She said
The pain was unbareable you started to scream. It felt like someone was trying to rip out of your belly.
“Push. Push. Push. Your almost there.” She said
“Holy shit. This is horrible.” You scream
Suddenly the pain stopped. The 10 minutes was up. You had just successfully simulated child’s birth. Mrs. Johnson took something to the other side of the room. She then brought it back and handed it to you.
“Congrats its a baby girl.” She said in excitement
“Great, you probably asked for a girl didn’t you fag.” Frank finally chimes in.
You were still reeling from the pain and didn’t pay him any mind.
“So what will y’all name her?” Mrs. Johnson asked
“You name it dork.” Frank said as he walked out of the room.
“Alright I guess I’ll name it Jessica.” You say. You decided on Jessica as kinda of a inside joke, and for the fact if you were actually Jessica you would probably be pregnant the way you go as her.
Mrs. Johnson took the baby and we went back to the class room. She went on to tell us how we will use our new children in the class, and how sometimes we would have to take the kid home with us for homework. You cant help but think that Frank was not going to help at all with that. The bell rang and off you went.
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