This choice: Maggie, Dennis and Denise • Go Back... Maggie woke up with a yawn. She looked down at her pregnant belly, knowing her kids were inside. She loved having them in there. It was where they slept and where they found comfort. She loved it because it kept them safe. She did not often have the money to afford a sitter, so she simply had them go inside and come with her whenever she went out. It was her one comfort in her miserable life. Her parents died when she was fourteen and she was raised by the state. She met her children's father when she was twenty-five. He was good to her, until she got pregnant. His true colors were revealed and he left. She had no help, she was on her own with these two. She wouldn't trade them for the world though, she loved these two wonderful kids. She had first started taking them inside her when they outgrew their crib. She was glad mothers could unbirth, it gave her children a safe place to sleep.
She sat up on her bed and spread her legs. With a push she felt them move and felt one coming out. It was her son, Dennis. She pushed for a bit and Dennis came out of his mother, much like he did the first day of his life. "Morning, mommy." He responded, groggily and cute. He crawled up the bed and hugged her, resting his head on her naked breast. She continued to push as she held her son and soon felt her daughter begin to crown. With a few more pushes Denise was once again outside of her mother's womb. She did not greet her mom like her brother did. She was very shy and did not talk often. She got up and also hugged her mom. Some tears came to Maggie's eyes, knowing someone in the world loved her. She squeezed them both to her. "I love you both so much."
She was very happy she was off from work today. Four to five nights a week she worked as a waitress at "Hungry Moms." Hungry Moms was a restaurant chain with a Mother Vore theme. It was a great place for single moms to work at because every server was female and a mom. The company expected all their servers to work with a big belly or expanded breasts, the signs of a Voring Mom. Thanks to her job, she never had to find a sitter for her kids when she worked, an expense the impoverished mother was always happy to not have to worry about.
A few minutes after the twins started to cuddle their mother, their little mouths sought out Maggie's breasts and she let out a small gasp as their mouths closed upon her nipples. A soft sigh exited Maggie's lips as they suckled and another as she felt her let down come over her and felt her nipples releasing her milk into her children's mouths. She had never stopped breastfeeding her kids, as feeding them from her body helped her in two ways. First, it gave her another way to always stay close to her children, but it also helped her keep them fed. They were too old to live on her milk alone now, but her nutritious mommy milk did help her little darlings, so every morning their first meal was from mommy's breasts.
It was some time later when Maggie felt the pull that told her that her breasts were empty. With a sigh she pulled both kids from her breasts. She would have to make some more food for them, but thankfully her milk reduced how much food they needed. She got up from her bed, the kids in tow, and went to their tiny kitchen, intent on making them some breakfast. She saw the fridge was near empty and knew she had to go grocery shopping. She gave a small sigh, glad that this time she had not yet put her clothes on. Like many mothers, she often slept naked. She usually got dressed before leaving her bedroom.
"Kids, we have to go out." She told them. She walked with them to the living room and sat down across the couch. Her kids knew what this meant, and walked up to her. Denise crawled in first, she hated leaving inside mommy's womb. Maggie resisted the urge to moan as Denise climbed in. Unbirthing her kids always turned her on, but with how young her children were she didn't want to expose them to that part of life yet.
Once Denise's feet disappeared inside Maggie's pussy, Dennis began to climb in. Once he was safely inside her, she got up and put her clothes on. She grabbed her purse and her food stamp card and left the house. She always kept them inside when she went on excursions like this. It avoided the cost of a sitter and she could keep them safe and with her at all times. Not to mention the deals and treatment she got for people assuming she was pregnant. Funny how no one asked her if she had eaten or unbirthed her kids.
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