Rebirth

John Doe continued to have sex with his mother for hours after that. Until Eris stopped him. "Wait, it's happening!"

Inside Eris's body, the fertilized egg had arrived at its destination. It embedded itself in the wall of her womb, beginning to absorb nutrients from her body.

She felt a wave of pride and satisfaction, the knowledge that she had conceived sending a jolt of excitement through her body. "We did it."

John nodded: "Yes, we did it."

A smirk played on Eris' lips: "Let's go for another round to celebrate. Do you want to try anal?"

John's expression turned thoughtful. "But there's something I need to ask you. We need to part for a while."

Eris's eyes widened in surprise, her voice trembling. "What's wrong? Please, don't leave me! You are my everything!"

John gently caressed her belly. "Because this is just the beginning. The future is in your hands, and you're going to have to be ready for whatever comes next."

Eris wanted to cry, but regained her composure.

"I'm ready," she said with conviction. "Whatever it takes, I'm here for it."

John Doe smiled, sat down and closed his eyes. A ball of light rose from the top of his head, then flew into Eris' belly. She felt a surge of power, the magical energy sending a jolt of excitement through her body, restoring her to her prime.

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Nine months passed.

Or it's just Eris' delusion; she didn't have any way to tell time. She never ate or slept; all she did was rub her belly, feeling it grow day by day. Three days ago, her belly stopped growing, and the baby inside began to shift position. She knew her pregnancy had come to term.

"John, I'm so nervous," she admitted. "But I'm also so excited. I can't believe we're finally at this point."

Suddenly, a hand squeezed her shoulder in a reassuring grip. "It's okay to be nervous, Mom," An encouraging voice echoed in her ear. "But remember, this is what we've been working towards. This is the moment we've been waiting for."

Eris's eyes widened in surprise. She turned back and saw John smiling. Her eyes filled with tears. "I know," she said. "I know I'll meet you again soon. I just... I can't believe it's finally happening."

"I'm here to help you pass this trial."

John's expression turned serious, his eyes meeting Mom's with a tender gaze. "Eris, are you ready to have your son's baby?"

"Yes," she said, her voice steady. "Yes, I am ready. I want this more than anything."

With a deep breath, Eris turned her attention back to her round belly, her heart pounding in her chest as she waited for the results. She could feel the baby moving under the skin. The seconds ticked by, each one feeling like an eternity.

"Honey," she said, her voice low and sultry. "I'm insanely horny. We haven't done it for a long time."

John smiled, leaning up to give his mother a kiss. "I have to admit it, I can't get enough of a woman with a big pregnant belly, especially when the child inside is mine. Too bad I couldn't be with you when you started showing."

"I'm glad you think so," Eris said, reaching out to cup Steve's hardness. "I used to fear that you wouldn't find me attractive anymore."

She bent over and stood on all fours, her round belly hanging in midair. She pushed her butt out toward her lover, her labia already parted, and her furrow wet and ready.

"I've been learning some positions that are supposed to make the birth easier," she said with a teasing tone. "Me and this baby need you to fuck me right now."

John grunted and pressed himself slowly inside his mate. One inch, two inches - up until he completely sank into her.

"Rrrguhhhh, yes. That's it!" Eris cried out as her husband entered her. "Give me all of your girth. Put that rod back where it goes."

"Oh fuck, you are still so tight," He said, and lost his control somewhere along the way. His hands grabbed her womanly hips, and he rammed with the rhythm of a piston, his hips bouncing on her firm bum.

"That's it! Fuck me harder!" Eris panted, feeling his testicles hit her sensitive little clit with every thrust. "Ram that thick cock in my lonely crotch, Steve. Open me up so I can take the girth of your baby's head."

"As you wish, my goddess."

John increased his pace. Then he bent down and grabbed her milk-laden tits and squeezed. Milk sprayed out between his fingers, beading up on the ground.

"Yes! Use me as the breeding whore I am!" Eris groaned, "Cum in me one last time before our baby comes out!"

John grunted, and his cock throbbed, unloading blast after blast of pent-up semen into her vagina.

"Oh yeah," Eris said, as her pussy contracted around her mate's hard member. "I came quite nicely thanks to that thick manhood of yours."

Suddenly, she felt like an invisible hand grip her guts, and fluids gushed out from between her legs.

"Oh my God. I think my water broke!" Eris said, reaching down and cupping her hands under her leaking cunt.

"Calm down, I'm here with you." John said. "Uh, let me grab some towels and wipe you off."

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Eris lay on the bed, her body glistening with sweat, her face contorted in a mix of pain and ecstasy. The contractions were coming fast and furious, each one sending a wave of intensity through her body. John stood by her side, his hand gripping hers tightly.

"Mom, you're doing amazing." His words were full of encouragement and pride. "You're so strong."

"This is much more painful than I expected," she said, her voice hoarse with effort. "But I can endure anything for you."

"Alright, Mom. With the next contraction, I want you to push as hard as you can. You're almost there."

Eris nodded, her body tensing as another contraction hit. She let out a deep, guttural moan, her back arching off the bed as she pushed with all her might. The taboo eroticism of the moment was palpable; the knowledge that she was pushing out her own son's baby drove her to a climax.

"Come on, Mom," John urged. "You can do this. Push harder."

Eris took a deep breath, her body tensing as she prepared for the final push. She let out a primal scream, her body convulsing as she pushed with every ounce of strength she had. And then, with a final, desperate cry, the baby slipped out, his tiny body covered in amniotic fluid and blood.