And now they were out, never to come back, and her womb to remain empty for the rest of her life.
Linda thought about having other kids, but filling her womb wasn't worth the added financial strain on their single income household; becoming a surrogate mother was also an option but it came with its own load of trouble and carrying a stranger's baby didn't appeal to her and none of her friend needed to rent her womb.
She went to lay on the couch and turn on the TV to pass time, rubbing her slightly pot belly trying to imagine it was a huge pregnant belly.
"Maybe I should have gave it a try" she said to herself remembering that time when Tom ask if he could go back
"He was so small back then and my vagina is pretty large, maybe... No that stupid, how would he breathes, and even then I really doubt I could stretch that much" She sighted as logic came once again to interrupt her fantasy.
Suddenly the door bell rang, weird she wasn't expecting someone, maybe Mrs. Johnson, her neighbor, needed help with something.
Instead she opened the door to find a pale woman in a robe.
"Good morning miss, I'm Orefeli Beqwa and I think I can give you what you want" the woman said.
Linda every instinct told her to say no and close the door but there was something different, like that woman had something she wanted
"Go on..." said Linda, dubious.
"Just open your hand" said the woman
Linda complied and Orefeli...
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