Cursed

Day 9

Shelly sat on the couch rubbing her full-term belly. She winced as she felt a particularly hard kick to her bladder. She had done it. She'd carried the babies to term. Now they just had to come out.

She had felt some pressure, but she knew it wasn't contractions. At the very least, her belly had lowered as the babies dropped into position.

"How are you feeling?" Vicki asked as she entered the room.

Shelly looked up. "I feel like I'm pregnant with a whale."

"How about we try some methods to induce labor?" she proposed.

"Oh, yes please."

"You want me to jog?" Shelly asked. "At this size?

"It'll be okay. You can do it on the treadmill, and we can put it on a slow speed. You want these babies out, right?" Vicki questioned.

Shelly sighed. "Fine."

Shelly stepped onto the treadmill and turned it on. Though it was going slow, she still got out of breath in seconds. Her massive belly and swollen breasts bounced as she moved. After a couple of minutes, she had to stop.

She panted and waddled over to the couch. "This isn't working!"

As Shelly sat back, she felt her stomach tighten painfully. "Ooh...that hurt..."

Vicki looked alarmed. "What? What's wrong?"

"It's my belly..." she moaned.

Vicki approached Shelly and felt her pregnant middle tighten in her hands.

"Okay, you're having contractions. Let me call the doctor."

As Shelly and Vicky waited for the doctor, the contractions were becoming more frequent and painful. Doctor Monroe entered the apartment and hurried to the floor.

"How long has this been happening?" she asked.

"Almost an hour," Vicki said as Shelly whimpered in pain.

"Right. Since the pregnancy has progressed at an advanced rate, it would make sense that the labor would as well. Has her water broken yet?" the doctor wondered.

"Ugh...not yet..." Shelly moaned.

Another contraction rocked her stomach, and she felt a thick rush of fluid come out from between her legs.

"Right on time. Let's help her to the bedroom. Could you remove her shorts and underwear when we get her onto the bed?" she asked.

Vicki nodded, and they helped Shelly upright.

Shelly plopped on her bed and spread her legs to let Vicki undress her. Vicki moved to her side, her hand resting on Shelly's belly. The doctor followed them inside, carrying towels.

Doctor Monroe grabbed Shelly's legs to see how she was progressing.

She screamed in pain as another contraction hit her, the most painful one yet.

"Okay, Shelly. When I say so, I need you to push," the doctor said.

Shelly nodded as her belly convulsed.

"PUSH!" Doctor Monroe yelled.

Shelly pushed with all of her might. "AAARRGHHHHH!"

"You're doing great, Shelly! I can see the head! One more push and you'll have one of your babies out," the doctor said.

"You can do it, Shelly. Come on!" Vicki assured her.

"PUSH!"

Shelly pushed once more. "Nnnngghhh. AAAAHHH!"