I look forward to more. It's a very interesting story and I liked the prior story so much.

Amazingly well written. Eager for more.

Anymore, hopefully, it will come soon.

Just a quick little post. Sorry it isn't longer.

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        I am so tired. He hit his growth spurt the past four days. My hand rubs against my stomach as it shrinks slowly back to a better size. At least now I can walk without bothering Nico. He’s asleep beside me. He hasn’t been in a good mood lately. If I didn’t know better I’d say he was dealing with mood swings. One minute he loves me and can’t get enough of me, the next he is hitting me and calling me a contemptuous, overbearing, pig who’s only supposed to look pretty and bear children. I grab a tissue as I remove the spare one. I think he broke my nose this time but, thanks to the magic, it’s healing.

         I rub my stomach again to try and easy the cramps. I’ve been getting them since three this afternoon but it doesn’t feel like labor. The child…demon is just restless. I am so glad I’m on my side tonight. I feel a roll as the demon tried to make itself comfortable in the never expanding womb. This one is heavier than Nico was. Ow…He’s always up there, his hooves constantly digging into my ribs and diaphragm. Or his shoulders on my bladder. I need to get some sleep. I curl next to Nico who’s arm comes around to gently hold me to his chest. I miss being close to him like this. I just wish the kid would hurry up and come out so we could be close again.

         I inhale as a cramp circles my upper torso. I didn't mean righ now. Its only a braxton hicks so I'm not worried. I settle closer to Nico. It's odd. In his sleep he looks so young and innocent. I bring my hand up to his face and actually see him smile as he turns to kiss my wrist. I brush what little hair I can reach away from his face. I hear him whisper my name as he pulls me closer still. The contraction ends as his arms pull me closer still. I noticed something odd. My chest, swollen with milk, is now against his flat chest. I can breath. My other hand feels my stomach again. His head is down lower. I smile and close my eyes. Content to be able to reach his shoulder again as I drift back off to sleep.

-- Edited by closetmpregfan on Wednesday 18th of May 2011 12:41:16 PM

         It's so hard to move. I can feel every limb he has. I can't see my feet and my hips are on fire. Oh God kill me now, I thought as I tried to shift under the weight of my stomach. At least Nico is able to help me so I'm not as weak as I was with him. I feel sorry for whoever is destined to meet this one. He seems to enjoy causing me pain. I shift my hips as his head turns. He's right there.

        "Nico. Please....it hurts. It hurts so much," I whimper as he comes into the room. As usual he doesn't say anything. I disgust him. I know. Who would want a disgusting pig like me? I'm surprised to feel his hand against my stomach. "Nico?"

        "Hush," he said gently. That scared me. He hasn't been gentle with me unless he was asleep. "He's stuck. I'm going to try and help him. Just keep quiet."

        "I don't want to move. Nico..." His finger went to my lips and I stopped talking. Tears fill my eyes as the demon shifts in me at the sound of Nico's voice. I'm shaking as Nico whispers in that language I will never know. I gasp in pain as a hand presses outward from inside. I bit my lip as the rest of the body followed. I whimpered around my lover's finger as the creature in me curled in on itself. I began to feel relief as my stomach began to shrink. Thank you, Nico. Thank you.

          I told you to keep quiet. If I don't focus, you could deliever him as is. I look at my chanting lover with wide eyes. That was new. I hadn't heard his voice in my mind since he left my body. I sighed and took deeper breaths as the demon grew smaller. It was a relief on my back and hips. During one of my exhales, I felt lighter. Looking down I saw Nico's eyes widen. I didn't understand why he was giving me that look. Then the contraction hit. I couldn't keep quiet. I groaned and moaned as it peaked.

          Four hours later, Nico is behind me. His hands are on my stomach as I road through another contraction. I could feel his excitement against my back with each painfilled moan. "Nico...It hurts. It hurts."

         "I know. You want me to make it not hurt?" he whispers seductively in my ear as my contraction began to subside. "I can make it more pleasurable." I can feel his smile at my nod. He picks me up easily as if I were a small child and place my dilating entrance over his massive head. I moan as another contraction hits. He chose that moment to impale me on him. I scream bloody murder. Between the pain in my hips and the pain from his sheer girth, I don't know which is worse, I'm ready to pass out.  Nico of course doesn't care.

          He lifts me up and down on himself. The movements coupled with my contractions are moving the demon further into my canal. My hips are burning as I try to shift from discomfort. Nico is taking it as encouragement. My pain soon begins to leave as my contraction subsides again and I can feel Nico brushing my prostate. My moans of pain become pleasure until my next contraction. I don't know how long we were at it but it didn't see long before I felt the head inching further down. Nico had to stop as I arched my back in an orgasm. The baby moved down further stopping his thrust with a painful gasp. I was pushing now as Nico swore and cussed behind me, lifting me off of him.

           He actually carries me off the bed to the wall where I had him. He had already prepared the blankets and towels as I pushed. "Nico...put me down. Please put me down."

            He obliged and instead of leaning on the wall like I did for him I actually laid down as the burning started. I can feel every contour of the baby as I push against the contractions. It was half an hour before I had even a quarter of the head out. Despite Nico pushing my knees above my shoulders or pulling them to help widen my hips, the child just wouldn't come out with the contractions. I'm hot. I'm tired. I want nothing more to than to die. Nico's encouragements aren't helping anymore and I'm starting to see grey spots in my vision as I push again. Nico is actually lifting me now as I push. I scream as I feel something tear.  I hear a thud as I feel relief.

             I'm numb to the pain despite the amount of blood pouring down my legs. I see why it was so hard now. His horns weren't on the top of his head, they were on the sides. He looked like he was about a year old, getting up and pulling the cord to his mouth so his evil little teeth could chew himself free. My baby...no. This was no innocent baby. I close my eyes and pass out against Nicodemus. May God have mercy on my soul.

-- Edited by closetmpregfan on Tuesday 31st of May 2011 01:49:56 PM

Thank you Aidenn. I was actually surfing for some demonic stories and noticed the lack of actual stories...and a crap ton of Inyuasha, Charmed, Angel, and Supernatural fics. Those are only good for a little while and usually show the demons going soft and actually caring for their "lovers" or taking the people hostage to kill them later during the birth. Went to bed one night thinking about it for a half an hour, had an odd dream (Demon's guide to obtain a new body) involving the demon and his mate, and posted the demon's story first. After a while, I got bored and slid myself into the shoes of the Vita Tribuo and got this. He's nowhere near done yet. There are still three more demons and then whatever children Nicodemus wants to sire himself. I'm just waiting for the mpreg muse to kiss again and figure out what demon is next.

Again I thank everyone for their support in this story.

Well the muse visited last night around 4 a.m. and delivered this little spout. Enjoy.

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         I wake up God knows how much later to see Nicodemus hovering just outside my peripheral. I can hear him muttering to something about taking it too far and then agreeing reluctantly. I turn my head to look at him. He's talking to himself? "Nico?"

         He turns to look at me with an expression I'm not too familiar with. He seems worn out, tired almost and drenched in sweat. He brushes my hair from my eyes and gives the all too familiar smile, albeit a little worn from his obvious fatigue. It's then that I notice I'm naked, covered in what I can only assume is his cum. Either way it doesn't matter. I try to move closer to him but he keeps me at an arms length.

          "Nico?" I ask. Rejection washes over me and tears form in my eyes. I hear him give an exasperated grunt before allowing me to move closer to him. His grip is a little too tight and his face is turned away as if he smelt something repulsive. Looking at myself I couldn't see anything odd. I still had a slight pounch from the birth but that would go away soon....right?

           "I don't know why I even bother with you," he growled quietly. "All the trouble I go through for you and you don't have the decency to say thanks. That idiot set us back four whole weeks."

           I look at him confused. What was he talking about? He looks at me a minute before coming lower. He's still agitated. I can feel it in the way he's kissing me. Even worse he's trying to angle me without prep. What had I done to make him not take me more gently like before? I moan as he forces his tongue down my throat before impaling me. I feel him shiver before he begins a relentless rythme.

           Ever hear of the term "Hurts so good"? It wasn't like that. It hurt like Hell. It was like he was forcing something bigger than himself into me. The only thing blocking my screams was his own mouth. Those only seemed to encourage him as he thrusted harder and deeper into me. After what feels like an eternity he stills and fills me. His hand rests against my stomach long enough for him to chant in that odd language. He releases me and lets me fall to the linoleum. I hit my head on something soft but it doesn't cushion the blow. Now he's walking away. The door slams to our room and I hear the lock. Looks like he wants me to sleep here tonight.

           I turn to pull whatever is under my head into better view. I drop it in disgust and fear. A semi-fresh placenta. I turn away from it. Out of sight out of mind. My hands trail to my stomach and I begin to rub slowly as I began to invision our child forming. I close my eyes with a smile the thoughts of a little hoofed child or two running around with Nico's looks and my skin complexion.

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          It's been four weeks since the fucking and Nico still hasn't come near me. And who would blame him? I'm nearly the size of a house and the child....children move in me. I still don't get it. I'm having quads but Nico doesn't seem too thrilled. Then again he's probably got a thin, fit boy-toy he goes to now. He doesn't touch me or even address me. All he does is bring me food and that's it. No more cuddles or hugs...or fucks. He doesn't even tease me anymore. It's horrible.

          I found an few odd entries when I opened my laptop. I pretty sure they're from Nico. Here's just a few exerts but they go on for hundreds of pages in word. How he managed that I don't know.

              "God damn him. He doesn't stop moving. Humans really are worthless creatures......At least he got him out. Thanks to that idiot the others are trying to voyer a way through me. Fuck. At times, it's hard just to keep him safe from them."

              "I hate this. I can't sleep with him constantly shifting. I can't move further than the fridge. I swear he'll get the worse fucking of his life and I'll make him suffer. At least he's coming back. Damn him. Oh wait too late."

           Those are only the most interesting. I checked my email and there was at least 5 weeks worth of email. I don't know what happened but it made Nico grow more distant from me. I just want my Nico back.

-- Edited by closetmpregfan on Wednesday 3rd of August 2011 12:06:36 PM

-- Edited by closetmpregfan on Saturday 20th of August 2011 02:29:42 PM

Yay, there's more!

I am kind of sad to see Nico treating Carl so poorly. I know the story kind of depends on him being a bastard to a certain point, but I'm hoping he'll get better eventually.

"incubating hippo", you have no idea the pictures that came to mind. xD

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           Oh there it goes. Amazing what these monkeys come up with. I have no idea why he has this thing up though. Looking over his last entry makes me laugh. Maybe I should post it. Give a good laugh to whoever finds this program again. By that time I will have a new name and a new Vita Tribuo. That useless ape broke.

           Young man found torn by unknown beast

      A man was found in the back alley of the 1400 block. Authorities believe it was the work of a large cat or bear. Anyone with any information please come forward.

          How do you like that? Even the news found his life unworthy of more than a few sentences. Not that I mind. The worm was still proclaiming his love to me even as my siblings crawled from his stomach and began to feast on his entrails. He brought who he was supposed to bring. But these humans. Go figure. I just sat and laughed as he begged me to hold him one last time.

          Now there is nothing to do but sit back and wait. If I'm right, then my brothers and sisters are going to find the perfect host again. Maybe this time I'll toy with my host a bit more. Until then I'll enjoy the freedom before finding a new toy. Preferably one stronger and less likely to break after so little births. I'm going to go back to my hunt now.

        Until the next time, who knows it could be you who is my next time,

          Nicodemous

Wow. I knew there wasn't going to be a generic happy ending, and I still sort of wanted one. (x It was so amazing. I'm glad I read it, and I hope you post some more.