Jim wasn’t the only one sleeping well, Aisha slept like a baby herself. Having her once friend attached to her body by way of an umbilical cord gave her a feeling that she had never felt before. It was how mothers felt when their babies became aware of themselves inside the womb. Because of her ‘Jimmy’, as she was affectionately referring to him now, she had to sleep on her back. Lying on her back all night was a small price to pay for the blissful sleep she was rewarded for carrying the once born child. As she slept, the food she had eaten last night was sent into Jim’s body by way of the umbilical cord, giving Jim a meal without even opening his mouth. So both slept, Mother and son by way of an accidental exposure to chemicals, but parent and child nonetheless.
“That was a nice dream,” Aisha yawned when she had woken up. When she steeped out of bed she felt his weight and knew her dream was actually a reality. Tears started to form in her eyes from the joy of having this life sleeping inside her. She wanted to have this child inside her forever, but a question nagged at Aisha that she needed answering. Did Jim want to be her baby. Nothing would make her happier to carry Jim until she is old and wrinkled, but she needs to know what he felt. Looking down at her pregnancy stomach, she spoke what could be the last words to her child.
“Baby, I don’t know if you can hear me, but listen. I love you unlike anything in this world or any other. You have given me a brief look into what true happiness is like and I can’t thank you enough. I know I’m not the sweetest person, or the most patient and I do screw up a lot. If you come out and scorn me for forcing you into me, then know one thing; my heart goes with you even if my love isn’t returned. I’ll love you forever my baby, my Jimmy, my Jim.” Then, Aisha dropped her pants and got ready to let Jim out.
“Maybe I should of asked Melfina to be my midwife?” Aisha joked half seriously. Getting him out, was harder then getting him in. She tried to squeeze her birth canal around Jim, but it became too tight and he couldn’t pass the cervix. Then Aisha tried to relax her muscles in her sex totally, that was when she felt something brake past her cervix and push into her vagina. She could feel her sex being pushed out by what she thought was the head. Unlike the a real birth, no feeling of pain what so ever came to Aisha as the lips to her pussy pushed open and the top of a head started to press outwards. Aisha’s heart stopped when the head was half way out and Jim opened his baby blue eyes and looked right up at her. Convolutions of the muscles slowly pushed Jim out by an inch every few seconds. He covered in a transparent goop that clung to his body ironically like the red goop that gave Aisha the ability to do this did. Liquid from the womb dripped out of Aisha’s sex and created a puddle between her legs. Jim had made it half way out and still he said nothing, not even when his limp penis was pushed out the vulva with a wet pop. Jim’s legs left the sex and it quickly reverted from a foot wide hole into a tiny little slit between Aisha’s legs. Aisha stared at the boy that she now thought of as a son with a growing impatient, she needed to know if he hated her or not.