9- The Story of Keno and Mirage- End

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Mirage Age 15

"Leave me the fuck alone Lochlan," Mirage said as she sighed in annoyance as she sunbathed on her front lawn in a bikini. She was growing out, becoming a woman with b-cupped breasts, growing hips and but. A pair of sunglasses covered her eyes.

"Come on Saoirse, It's only one date just one. I just want to take you out to eat that's all." Lochlan said his green eyes her wide as he stared down at her, just begging her to accept this date. He'd been asking her since he first saw her three months ago. He liked how feisty she was, how different she was from your average docile bunny. Hell, he even liked how dangerous and toxic she was, but every time he asked her out she would reject him.

6 Months Later

"Come on push Songbird, push," Keno coached an already panting and sweating Mirage. She was giving birth to their baby today, and just as she wanted, it was a natural water birth. So she was sitting in a warm pool with Keno by her side holding her hand. Every now and then when he saw she had trouble breathing, he would scoop up a handful of water and pour it over her body. And it would work perfectly. No matter what Keno made sure he was there by her side every step of the way. Even if her family didn't like it. He was the only person that knew her secret, the only person that could truly take care of her.

Grabbing tightly onto his muscular hand, Mirage let out a squeal as she pushes hard. It was painful, but she knew she had to do it. There was nothing easy about pushing a human being out of your clown hole.

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