Finds his brute, of course

I pant and heave as I walk through the forest, appearing as the mare, looking for Svadilfari, my belly swollen large with his child. When I found out I was pregnant, I excused myself from Odin's mead-hall and isolated myself from everyone as months went by, my form swelling as time passed. Just to stay comfortable, I stayed as the mare for the whole thing.

Panting, I stop and put a hand on a nearby tree and when I feel a powerful kick, a groan escapes me.

"That's one healthy boy..." I say to myself as I push myself up and continue my search.

Coming onto a glade, I spot the magnificent brute in his muscular glory and feel a tingle at my crotch, the memory of that night of him impregnating me flashing in my mind.

"Svadilfari!" I shout and grin as I see the brute turn, his eyes going wide.

"What are you doing here?" Svadilfari says to me as he comes over to me, only to slow as he sees my gravid belly. "Did you get fat?"

I scowl at the idiot and shake my head. "No, I'm pregnant you dolt!"

"What? Really? Who's the father?"

I narrow my eyes at my muscle-brained one-time lover. "You, of course. I did tell you to...breed...me..."

He is stunned to silence as he stares at me; then a giddy expression spreads his lips wide. "I'm a dad?"

"Yes, didn't I tell you that?" I say seconds before the brute rushes forwards and sweeps me off my feet and twirls me around with his terrifying strength, laughing and filled with joy.

My head spinning and my stomach rumbling, I feel myself getting sick.

"Oh, sorry," the brute apologizes as he sets me down, then he wraps his arms around me and hugs me. "How wonderful!"

Feeling him against me, I close my eyes and rest my head against his expansive chest and sigh. There, we spend what feels like forever, just in each other's embrace. But when I feel the kick again, I yelp.

"Wait, was that our baby?" the brute pulls away, excitement on his face. "He must be very strong!"

"Yes, he will be..." I say and sigh, my hand wandering up to Svadilfari's cheek, a pain in my chest. "I don't think I can keep him..."

The brute blinks and looks as if he was just smacked in the head by Thor's hammer. "What do you mean?"

"I mean, I can't raise him and neither can you," I try my hardest not to **** on the words, my fingers stroking the strong chin. "He's going to be very...special."

"He is?" the brute gently grabs my hand, his eyes glistening with melancholy.

"Yes, very special indeed," I say as I rest my head on his chest. "I'm sorry but I can't see you again after I give birth..."

The brute then leans down and I feel his lips on mine, I kiss him deeply, feeling his longing and saddness. I pull away from him and rest on the ground, pulling my dress out of the way to show the brute just how excited I am to see him. "Please, let's do it one more time, I've...missed you."

Svadilfari smiles and nuzzles my neck as he goes on top of me. "So have I, my little mare..."