[Inkubeus]

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A coupled days passed since the two had conceived the child and Daemon's belly continued to expand each day, slowing down as each day passed. He was about the size of a melon by midweek and had since then began to feel nauseous in the mornings, just never really sick. His cravings were starting to become bizarre as well. He was moody though it mostly consisted of typical pregnant lady talk of "you don't love me now that I'm fat" and "i'm too fat for anything", things like that.

Daemon woke up Saturday or Sunday, he couldn't remember the days anymore, and promptly rushed into the bathroom as fast as he could. He barely made it to the toilet, slamming the door on his way before he threw up last nights dinner. This was the first time he had actually felt sick upon waking. He let out a pathetic mewl and promptly upchucked again.