Nine Months Later

Mira was sitting by the fireplace, snuggling with a heavily pregnant Elizabeth. She was having a daughter, Mira's daughter, and it was too fantastical and too extraordinary for Mira to believe most days. But here they were, about to fulfill Mira's longest held desire. And then they could go back to how things were.

Monique exited the guest bedroom, with Douglas in a fireman's carry. Elizabeth gawked at the two. Douglas was completely naked, but for a leather harness and a hood, with dried cum all over it. He was gawky and gangly now and hairless. His ass was bright red, and there was a block letter 'M' tattooed on it. There was thick load of Monique's cum trickling out of Douglas's well fucked ass.

Monique carried him easily to the kitchen, retrieving an expensive bottle of liquor for herself, and a wine cooler for Douglas. She nodded at Mira and Elizabeth, and strode back to the guest bedroom, her half hard cock already twitching back to stiffness.

"Holy shit," Mira and Elizabeth both said in unison.