Drama Queen // Otto Hightower // Thea Queen

27. Mini Drama

"I think it's stuck." Thea groaned out. 

"No, just a big head."

 "Oh? Just a big head? That's all." Thea groaned out. "Oh, my God. Is the babe gonna fit?"

 "Yes, the babe will. We just need to open up the birth canal a bit wider."

"That sounds... unpleasant." Thea murmured. 

 "Thea, we're going to adjust you to a new position, OK? It makes it easier for the baby to come out."

"Okay, sure... I guess." Thea agreed breathlessly. Otto held tight to his hand. 

"I'm right here." Otto whispered. 

"All right, Lord Otto. Why don't you let one of my nurses take over for you, OK?" Otto glanced to them curiously. 

"I will be right here." Otto agreed taking a step back as Thea's bed and pillows were adjusting and hands were pushing on her stomach. 

"And I can use some pressure... Yep. I'm right here...."

"Right where?" Thea grumbled. "Up my cunt? Yeah, I feel that." she agreed.

"OK, now on your next contraction, I want you to give me everything you've got. Everything."

"OK.... OK...." Thea looked to Otto then Oliver. 

"You got this." Oliver assured. 

"I can do this." Thea agreed half heartedly.

"Yes, you can. You got this." Oliver declared.  

"I got this. I got this. OK. Oh. Fucking.... Kay." Thea rasped before she was yelling with a giant push. 

"I've got the head... the Shoulder...."

"Pull it out!" Thea demanded through groans of pain before she heard cries of a baby. "Thank the Gods." Thea murmured. 

 "I've got her. I got her. She's here. She's here."

"She?" Thea whispered. 

"It's a girl my lady." Thea looked to Otto. 

"A little girl." He whispered moving to her and kissing her sweaty forehead. 

"Oh, my Gods. Oh, my Gods. I'm a mom." Thea whispered. 

Our baby, she's beautiful. You did great." Otto agreed. 
"thea, she's perfect."

 "Alright lord Otto, do you want to cut the umbilical cord?"

Otto hadnt been a part of his own cihldrens births but thea demanded it. He did this to her, he was going to suffer through it too. Otto laughed nervously as he looked from Thea to the babe, their babe.

"Yes." Otto agreed. 

"Just right here in the middle, OK?" they handed him a little blade. He cut the cord as the baby continued to wail out. 

"We have a little mini Drama queen." Thea remarked tears in her eyes from the pain and the joy. She had never cared for children before but this was her baby and she would love her little girl with all her heart.

She thought a baby would steal her freedom, a husband would steal her freedom but she felt free with this little baby. Like she could do all the things right that her mother did wrong. 

"What do you think Thea?" Otto questioned. 

"Charlotte." Thea decided. "Little Lottie." 

"It's perfect." Otto agreed. Otto couldnt help but think Lottie was as though to say this babe is Otto Hightowers daughter. Lottie. Otto. But maybe that was just wishful thinking.

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'so how is the first week of being a mother going?' Tommy asked as Oliver bounced little Lottie in his arms.

"Well... lets see..." Thea yawned as she stretched out over the bed. But Lottie started whining and reaching for Thea. Oliver handed Lottie back to Thea. Thea yawned as Lottie slapped at her breasts, she was hungry. "Where was I? I'm so tired. Lets see, yes well she sleeps, shits, and gnaws on my tit.'' Thea remarked. Tommy turned away as Thea pulled down her dress, Lottie began suckling on her breast. Oliver closed his eyes as well. 

'What never seen a breast before Tommy?' She joked and he turned around to face her. Tits on display as Lottie slapped as her breast. But she shook his head his face pinched. 

"You are like my sister, its gross." Tommy remarked. 

"I'm gross? Thats not what any woman wants to hear." Thea informed him.   'If it makes you boys that uncomfortable'' she began to pull up her dress.

 'I mean. Its fine as long as you dont mind me talking to the wall." Tommy offered. 

"Talk to the wall." Thea agreed. Oliver laughed out as they spoke to her while facing the wall, Lottie watched them from Thea's lap as he laughed, watching his face move before turning back to Thea and smiling up at her.

Her skin sagged post baby she thought her figure was gone for forever just flabby skin draped down to her cunt like her own personal dress, her breasts were taut with milk. Her eyes were tired, bags under her eyes. No one else could tend to Lottie she cried out to no use for Thea and Thea alone. It gave her a lot of time to bond with her daughter. 

Thea found that she really did love LOttie. She honestly thought it would be harder. She had never thought of herself as mother material. It was hard, it was painful on her body and mind but bonding with Lottie. That was easier then she could have imagined. 

Lottie was easy to love. Thea often found herself unlovable because that was how her mother saw her. So she figured her own daughter wouldnt want anything to do with her but Lottie clung to Thea. Lottie cried out for Thea and Thea alone. Lottie didnt like to fall asleep anywhere but in Thea's arms and on her chest. If Thea put her down in her crib Lottie would wake bright eyed as though she wasnt just in a deep sleep. 

Thea didnt want this union with Otto but she loved him. 

Thea didnt want children but she loved her daughter more than life itself.