The Cabin

Eric was a promising 18 year old.  He
was graduating high school in 6 months and headed off to an Ivy League college after that.  He was the apple of his parents' eye and the only thing they ever talked about.  Not only was Eric bright, he was popular, good looking and athletic.  He was always out with friends and partied every weekend but his parents never said anything because he never got in trouble and maintained his grades.  That's why they were particularly devastated when Eric went to the doctor for his annual physical and found out he was pregnant.  Eric's partying ways had finally caught up to him. 

Eric's mom was beyond disappointed in him and so embarrassed by her otherwise perfect son's pregnancy that she vowed no one would ever find out.  His parents told Eric if anyone found out about the pregnancy, they would take away his college fund.  Eric's family were devout Catholics so abortion was not an option.  Since Eric was still in school, he would have to hide his pregnancy from all his friends and teachers for 6 months.  

The plan was that once school was out for the summer, instead of spending it at the beach with his friends, Eric would go up to the family’s cabin in the woods until he gave birth.  Once it was born, the baby would be given up for adoption and Eric could go off to college.  The only flaw in the plan was that Eric wasn't due until the middle of September.  

Luckily that wouldn't be a problem because Eric's mom worked as a receptionist at a doctor's office which meant she had access to medical equipment and drugs.  The normally straight-edged woman took the necessary supplies from the office when no one else was around with the plan to induce Eric at the end of August so he would be ready to start school after Labor Day.  He would be induced at 37 weeks which was perfectly healthy for the baby. 

Hiding a teen pregnancy proved to be harder than expected.  Eric had to quit the swim and basketball teams and every morning for the first few months brought the challenge of masking his morning sickness.  Another big concern was the cravings.  Eric didn't have much will power so he pretty much gave into every craving he had and he quickly started packing on the pounds once the morning sickness passed.  The cravings were so odd: pizza with ice cream on it, pickles dipped in chocolate, olives and mayonnaise. 

The worst was when he had the strange cravings at school.  He lied to his friends and told them he was just trying to gross them out (which he was succeeding at). Along with the cravings, Eric's appetite was another concern.  His appetite had increased dramatically as his body adjusted to carrying a baby.  Before he knew it, his normally loose polo shirts were tight across his belly.  He tried to pass it off to his friends as stress eating but a lot of them didn't buy that because it was senior year of high school and barring dropping out of school or committing a murder, the rest of the year was smooth sailing.  Plus, Eric never got stressed, so why now?  His mom suggested wearing hoodies which definitely hid his expanding middle but towards the end of school it was June and he was sweltering in them.

Remarkably, Eric made it all the way through graduation without being noticed. When they got back from the ceremony, Eric peeled off his gown, hoody and t-shirt, and was happy knowing that the next day he wouldn't have to hide anymore once he got to the cabin.

He stood in his room and was finally allowed his stomach muscles to relax.  Without sucking his belly in, there was no doubt he was pregnant.  His belly wasn't too big yet but it was already firm and round and was developing that classic, brown line down the middle. 
Eric skipped all the graduation parties and helped his parents pack his belongings to go up to the cabin.  He really didn’t need to take that much, the cabin was pretty well stocked and it would just be him there.  He did need to take the paternity clothes though that his mother had finally agreed to buy him.  

Getting up early the next morning, Eric put on a new pair of paternity jeans with an elastic waist and a loose tank top.  He didn't really need to wear the paternity clothes yet but he wanted to see how they fit and he was excited to be able to "relax" about his pregnancy.  Even though it was dark out when they left, his mom made him run to the car and jump in the passenger seat in case anyone was up and looking out their window. 

The drive to the cabin was about 3 hours.  Most of the roads were dirt and not marked so the place was very secluded.  His family had owned the place for years so Eric had spent a lot of time there but never almost 3 months straight.
 
Now he was going to live there, with his mother coming up every 2 weeks to deliver groceries and any other supplies he needed.  After finding out about the pregnancy, Eric's mom had him start seeing a new doctor who was close to the cabin.  He was a community doctor who didn't know Eric, his family or the doctor his mother worked for.   The baby was healthy but because Eric was on the younger side, he had to visit the doctor every 2 weeks which coincided well with his mother's planned trips.  

Since he was normally a social guy, Eric was concerned about not being able to interact with people.  He'd lied and told his friends that he was going to Europe for the summer as a gift from his parents but told them he'd be able to Skype.  Luckily none of his friends had ever been to the cabin so they didn't know what it looked like.  His parents weren't too keen on the Skyping but knew their son needed to have some social interaction to keep from going crazy and to not make it seem like he'd fallen off the face of the Earth.  He was under strict orders to hide his belly at all costs when he would chat with his friends. 

When they got to the cabin, Eric and his mom unloaded the car.  It only took a second because he just had a few suitcases.  Eric's mom stayed for a few minutes as he settled in before making the drive back alone.  When they said goodbye, he could tell she was still mad at him.  It seemed that the more his belly grew, the more her anger did too.  She gave Eric a weak hug before she left in a huff, telling him that she hated his new clothes since they did nothing to hide his pregnancy, a constant reminder of his irresponsibility. 

The cabin was fully loaded.  It had a big entertainment center, internet, satellite TV and a great big kitchen. There were tons of things to do outside too.  Eric could go kayaking and swimming in the lake or hiking (for as long as his pregnancy allowed).  The cabin was on 15 acres of private land so there were no worries about people seeing him. All in all it wasn't a bad place to have to spend a few months. 

Eric’s summer was pretty good, despite being pregnant.  He loved the outdoors and was happy to be in them all the time.  He was also happy he didn’t have to keep his pregnancy under wraps anymore. Eric would frequently go out in just shorts since it was an especially hot summer and the baby was like a heater in his belly.  He would either wear paternity shorts with the elastic waist band that went up to his belly button or some of his old shorts which he wore under his expanding waist.

Every morning like clockwork, Eric would wake up at 7. The sun would come beating down through the window and land right on his bare stomach. It didn't take long for the sun's heat to sink through his tight, stretched skin and start heating up the baby.  The baby would wake Eric up with strong kicks and punches, letting him know it was awake. 

Since the baby would never let him sleep in, Eric soon developed a routine. He'd go to the bathroom, relieve himself and brush his teeth, then waddle to the kitchen for breakfast and then go out to the lake for a swim.  Eric loved the feeling of weightlessness in the water.  It took away the strain that was more and more apparent on his back.

After a good long swim, Eric would sun bathe on the pier, letting the heat relax his ever tense muscles.  He figured the swimming cooled the baby off or even made it cold because it would usually be nice and calm as he lay in the sun, letting himself air dry.  Eric usually required a nap or two a day.  Lugging around an extra 40 lbs of baby, fluids, etc. really drained his energy level.
 
After dinner he would usually take a hike or go on a long walk before it got dark.  He found it was easier to sleep when he was exhausted otherwise the baby's rolls, kicks and punches would keep him up.  Big as the baby was, there were some nights that even though he was completely spent, the baby's movements would wake him up.  He would just lay in bed anyway, with his hand tracing the outline of the baby in his belly, trying to calm the baby down so he could fall back asleep.

Eric was always sure to put some clothes on when his mother was coming.  She would come up every 2 weeks with groceries and any other supplies that Eric needed.  He would usually ask for new paternity clothes as he continued to outgrow his old ones.  One time Eric's mom came up earlier than expected and found him in just a pair of shorts on the deck.  She was furious seeing her son so pregnant that she hardly spoke to him the rest of her time there.

One thing she did have to do every time she was up there was take Eric to his doctor’s appointment.  She never came into the exam room but always asked for updates when he was done.  His 8 month appointment was pretty routine.  He got on the scale; he had gained a total of 45 lbs so far.  The doctor felt around his belly for some time and announced everything was good and the baby was on track to be a healthy 9-11 lbs.

The second week of August came out of nowhere. Eric was 8 ½ months pregnant and due in 2 weeks.  He knew his mothers plan and knew this would be the weekend he gave birth.  Eric was nervous about it but did a lot of research in the last few weeks online, reading up on everything he could regarding giving birth at home.
 
He sat in the living room waiting for his mom to arrive, trying to focus on the movie he was watching but he kept running his hands over his baby bump.  It had grown a lot in the last few weeks.  He was lucky his young skin stretched well and he didn’t develop any stretch marks.  His belly button had popped and as if the baby knew the plan, it had dropped low into Eric’s hips last week.

As much as he wanted to go full term with the baby, he knew the agreement and was looking forward to getting back to civilization and school.  He felt around his bloated out belly, feeling the baby squirm slightly in its cramped quarters.  He was about to give birth!

Eric heard the car pull up and immediately pulled down his tank top. He struggled a few times to get up off the couch and was finally able to get upright when his mom entered the door.  She looked in disgust at her hugely pregnant son.  His belly had obviously dropped since she last saw him and it looked like he had gained at least 5 more pounds.

She saw him standing there with his hips obviously spreading in order of make room for the baby. His hand was at the small of his back massaging the aching muscles.  They greeted each other and she explained the plan. She would give him a dose of Pitocen to induce labor.

She had brought supplies for the birth and they were both well researched on the birth process so it should go smoothly. The next day after the birth, they would deliver the child to the adoption agency and the nightmare would be over.

Eric got changed into a pair of loose shorts and a fresh tank top and came down to his mother.  He sat on the couch as she administered the Pitocen. Within a few minutes Eric felt his first contraction.  At least the drugs were working as planned.

His labor progressed very well.
Contractions came strong an regularly. Eric would walk around the cabin, occasionally yelling out at a strong contraction but usually just groaning and moaning through the increasing pain.  His mother offered no support, just sat in the corner reading the news paper.

Whenever he would complain about his back hurting and ask her to massage it, her only reply would be, “You got yourself into this mess. Deal with it yourself." She would then go back to reading her paper.  Eric knew he was going to have to do this on his own.

If she wasn’t going to help him, then he wasn’t going to respect her wishes. He took off his tank top, which at this point was damp with sweat anyway. He alternated between waddling around the cabin or laboring on the couch, which his mom had covered in towels.  He made no attempt to hide his discomfort as each contraction plowed through him.

When he was on the couch and a contraction hit, he would arch his back up in the air, throwing his belly towards the ceiling, rubbing its bare, hard surface while shooting his mom looks.  The contractions got closer and closer and eventually his water broke.  As soon as his water broke, his mother looked up and threw him a bathrobe for him to get changed into.  He went into the bathroom, pulled down his shorts and put the robe on.  He tied it as best he could but tied it under his huge belly so that it hung out. It wasn’t so much to annoy his mother, but he was really hot, labor had taken a lot out of him.

For the next 2 hours Eric found that it was easiest to labor on all fours in the middle of the room.  His mother had set up pillows for him to rest on between contractions.  As each contraction started Eric would kneel down on his legs and rock his hips back and forth. One hand would be on the floor in front of him, the other would be on his aching belly trying to massage the pain from the contractions away.

After a particularly bad contraction Eric felt she baby shift down. This shift was accompanied by an extreme urge to push.  Eric yelped and told his mother something had changed. He needed to push.

For the first time, she got off the chair and came up behind her son.  She took a look at him, and said. “Yes, looks like you are ready to push."

She sat back down and looked at her watch.  It had been 12 hours of labor and he was finally ready to push.  For the next hour, Eric followed the instructions he had read on the internet and pushed with all his might with each contraction.  He could feel the heaviness in his bottom increase with each push.
 
Every few pushes, Eric would take a hand and feel behind him. He could feel his ass begin to change shape as the head made his skin look and feel like it was blowing a bubble. The head felt big hard and heavy. Soon, Eric felt a burning sensation back there.

“Oh God, I'm tearing!" He shouted.

His mother tuned down the corner of her paper and let him know that he wasn’t and he needed to keep pushing.

Despite the pain, Eric pushed and pushed.  He felt the head crowning and did his best to push through the pain. Pretty soon the head was completely crowned and he could feel the nose and tiny lips push though his stretch opening. With one more big push, the head was finally delivered. 

With the head fully out, Eric's mom told him to squat. He struggled off all fours and held onto the couch while his mother put a pillow below his ass.  When the next contraction came, Eric grabbed onto his knees and pushed hard. He screamed in agony as he felt the baby's shoulders push against his sore hole.  It took 2 more pushes before he got the shoulders out and one final push to expel the rest of the baby's body.  The baby landed gently on the pillow below Eric's ass.

Eric was exhausted and collapsed forward onto his hands, taking deep breaths.  His mother came back over and handed him a pair of medical scissors.  With difficulty and caution, he slowly turned himself over and sat his tender ass on the pillows and looked at the screaming baby still attached to him between his legs.  It was a girl.  Using the knowledge he'd gained from the web, he cut the cord and wrapped the baby up in a tiny blanket his mom handed to him.

He held his daughter for a few minutes before his mom came and took her into the other room to get cleaned up.  Eric was so exhausted, he collapsed back against the couch and fell asleep.

The next morning, Eric woke up in the same spot.  He went back to his room on sore legs and took a shower.