It's been a full year now since Gwen started giving birth every hour to her babies. She was practically never leaving her bedroom now, her belly way too big for her to move. Every time she gave birth another baby would grow inside of her, leaving her constantly pregnant with 20 babies. Her belly was as big as her bed, leaving her forced to lean against her belly to properly give birth to her babies.
"Hello sweetie, how are you doing ?" Her mother said, once entering the room.
"I'm good, thank you. I've just finished giving birth to my baby a few minutes ago. What about you ?"
"Pretty good too. Someone contacted me, telling me they were working on an company that helps countries with low birth rates. They told me they wanted your help for a repopulation project, in exchange of money and products that would keep you healthy with your condition."
"Sounds great ! I'd be happy to help other countries by giving them my babies. That's definitely better than putting them to adoption."
After that, Gwen's mother signed the contract for the company. For each babies they would receive a total of 10 000 $, along with many products such as pills and medecines that would help with Gwen's pregnancy and increase her fertility. Now Gwen was happily living her life as a baby factory, knowing she would help people in need.
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