The day was finally here. His brother was finally getting married. Loki got out of bed and felt immense pressure in his lower back and lower stomach. Frigga helped him get ready and put his shoes. "Does anything hurt?" She asked calmly. Loki moaned, "Just feel pressure." "On a scale of 1-10 how much pressure?" "I'd give it a 5, currently if it doesn't get any worse." "Can you do the speech with the current level of pain?" "I believe so. It's just pressure." "Sit on the bed until I get back. I have to go check on Sif and Thor." Frigga left and a contraction hit almost instantly. "Oh. So this is how it feels." He said placing a hand on his stomach leaning over on himself in pain. The contraction ended causing him to let out a low whine in response. "Just get through the speech. Just get through the speech. After the speech you can curl over on yourself and cry but just do the speech." Loki muttered to himself. The pressure doubled again causing him to double over in pain. "Shit. Oh shit." He said out loud. The next one sent him whimpering. Frigga walked back in the room and saw him sitting up straight again. 'Get through the speech.' He told himself before going outside to get ready to do the speech.
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Loki's Secret
FantasyThis story will contain male pregnancy. It tells the story of how Loki reacts to a certain situation in Norse Mythology. It truly helps you understand what he is going through and how the whole experience affects the people around him.
