Life in my stomach - a Tracker X Sweetie story
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  • Reads 4,598
  • Votes 54
  • Parts 7
  • Time 19m
Complete, First published Mar 18, 2019
"I feel you kicking, little angel
Don't worry 'bout the sorrow
Cause Mummy's gonna be right here until you see tomorrow
I feel your life in my stomach
I promise I'll protect it cause nobody comes above it
And though your daddy wants to take your life away
You should know I'll never let him, cause I tell him everyday
"You see this life in my stomach, regardless if you help me as a father
I'mma love it.""

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A lot of people enjoyed the Tracker X Sweetie ship that featured in From Underdogs To Top Dogs and, as I'm planning stories for each couple, I thought its time they had their own story.

⚠️WARNING - This will hit you right in the feels! ⚠️
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