18. “How can there be more than one?” Well, you see, Rage. Temari's belly is massive with several of your babies, and they want out.
Temari cried out as the head of the first baby burst out of her. It felt like she had been pushing for hours. The baby was large. Really large. Her insides ached from being stretched so widely. Sweat dripped down her forehead.
This was not what she was expecting when they had sex nine months ago. She wasn’t even expecting to get pregnant! But had the feeling he had the full intention of getting her pregnant from the very beginning. When she did find out she was pregnant, she thought it would be one, not SEVEN maybe even EIGHT! Each month that went by, she got bigger and bigger. To the point she started to struggle to get around. Her stomach was just so heavy with so many babies, she had to cup her hands under her round stomach and carry it just to get around. Her breasts swelled up so much, now constantly leaking milk. No matter how many times she’s milked, she’s still left overflowing. Soon she got so big she couldn’t even comfortably wear clothes anymore. Now trapped at home, walking around completely naked, showing over her heavily swollen, pregnant body.
By the end of her pregnancy, she was stuck in bed, practically pinned to the mattress by the weight of her own stomach. The babies were so active. Constantly kicking and squirming inside her. Oddly, she liked the way it felt to be so heavily pregnant. Even if she didn’t act like it.
Labor hit her so suddenly, taking her off guard. Her stomach growing tight, the sharp pains of contractions going through her. Then her water burst. Fluid gushing out of her. Temari was stuck laboring for hours waiting to get dilated enough to start pushing, and as soon as she could she started baring down. Now the first baby was nearly out of her. It’s head sticking out from between her legs. She was trembling, heavily panting,
“How could you look at my stomach and question that?! O-of course there’s more than one!” Temari snapped, then let out a cry as another contraction had her pushing again. One shoulder popped out, then the next, then finally the rest of the body slid out of her. The baby let out a cry of life, laying between her legs. Still connected to her by the umbilical cord. But Temari got no break, she could already feel the next baby dropping against her cervix,
“Hugh! T-the next baby is coming!” She had the feeling she was going to be at this for a while.