LOOK UP FROM THE PAVEMENT
08-20-2013, 11:29 AM
Being pregnant fucking sucked.
It felt like she was a host to several tiny parasites, demanding her to feed them and accommodate their needs. In truth, Medusa supposed it wasn?t much different than motherhood. In fact, she supposed it must have been much the same. Except, this was probably better. She didn?t have to hear whining or crying, and could still go wherever she wanted to. God, she was already shaping up to be a terrible mother. She didn?t exactly care. Deteste knew what she had promised, and that was what she would keep up with. Medusa doubted she would ever love her children, but at the very least they would never find themselves neglected.
Today the Madame had left Amenti, finding herself soaking up the sun. She had not a care in the world, laying upon her back and exposing her belly to the rays of the sun. It wove its tendrils into her dark fur, warming her up slowly but surely, relaxing her. It felt nice, to finally not have to give a shit, to be alone for a few minutes. She would relax and enjoy, not caring for anything that might be lurking nearby.