Escape While Pregnant Novels & Stories

“Sorry to call so late, but I realized I forgot to emphasize something at your appointment.” My cheeks burned, Alex still kneeling between my thighs, scowling like the devil himself. “What is it?” I asked, voice shaky. “Orgasms,” she said briskly. “No matter how they happen—penetration, oral, toys—don’t risk it right now. They put pressure on your abdomen and the baby. You need rest, not contractions this early.” I choked. “Oh—uh—right.” Alex’s eyes widened, his mouth dropping open in outrage.

“Miss Walter is showing signs of miscarriage. We’re doing everything we can. It… shouldn’t be happening like this.” The air left my lungs. I grabbed the doctor by the collar before I could think. “What the hell did you just say?” My voice shook with rage. “Miscarriage?” “Signs of miscarriage,” he said quickly. “But if we’re not extremely careful, she could lose the baby. The situation is… unusual. She’s already five months pregnant. At that stage, she shouldn’t typically show signs like—Maybe it was because of the unusually tight Spanx she’d worn?”

(Natasha) Dr. Evans walks back into my hospital room, with Chase right behind him, looking angry and tense, his jaw locked tight. No sign of Sonia and Nathanial. I would have liked to thank Nathaniel for getting me to the hospital so fast, but I’m happy to not have to deal with Sonia. "We need to be very clear about the risks," the doctor says, looking back and forth between Chase and me. “Any severe emotional shock or physical exhaustion could easily trigger premature labor. You must avoid stress completely. This is not a suggestion. It is a strict medical necessity."

Someone whose presence she hadn't anticipated. Farrah picked up a toy and sat down next to Elice. "How are you?" Farrah asked with a smile. "Is your stomach okay?" For a moment Elice didn't answer the question. Instead, she just stared at Farrah intently. There was no expression in her eyes, so Farrah could not guess what Elice was thinking. Then Elice smiled. "I'm fine. Everything's fine," Elice replied calmly. "Thank you." Elice's demeanor made Farrah feel more at ease. "Many things can happen unexpectedly during pregnancy. Including cramps. But luckily, everything is fine."

I mumbled. "Yeah, that should be the problem. Sex during pregnancy is good, but when you haven't had sex in a long time, and the next time you get to doing your thing and it's a lot, you'll probably feel that way, but it isn't anything serious. You should be good, have a whole lot of rest, eat fruits, and instead of working out or stretches, take small walks, okay?" Her doctor concluded, and my face was bright red from talking about my sex life, but I was grateful the doctor couldn't see me.

Before I could respond, a woman who had been standing nearby noticed me. "Madam, are you okay?" I shook my head. "My stomach hurts." The woman's expression changed immediately. "You're pregnant?" I nodded. "Come. Sit down." She took my arm and guided me toward the side of the road. I lowered myself carefully onto a concrete ledge, keeping one hand over my stomach while my mother stayed on the phone. "Gloria, are you sitting?" "Yes." "Good. Don't stand up." "Mama, I'm scared."

But thoughts of him vanish as my hands instinctively reach for my stomach. “Doctor, m–my baby…” She pauses he actions, her face softening. “Your baby is okay, ma’am. But you really need to be careful, any other pressure like that on your stomach especially in your first trimester might lead to a miscarriage.” nodding heavily, a sigh escapes my lips. "I understand doc, I'll be careful." "Don't worry you'll be fine." she assures me. “I was about to tell your husband to get you some supplements for the baby before you woke up….”

"You need rest for the next few days." "I have a launch." Her expression made it clear she had heard similar excuses from women who thought deadlines could negotiate with biology. "How important is the launch compared with the pregnancy?" "That is an unfair question." "It is a medical one." I rubbed my thumb over the edge of the blanket. "Can I attend if I sit most of the time?" "If you remain stable, avoid prolonged standing, and leave the moment you develop pain." "That sounds manageable." "It sounds like a compromise I already regret."

Sensing trouble, Camilla tried to flee, but I grabbed her firmly. "I warned you last time, yet you dared to come back. I won't let you off this time!" She immediately panicked, and the nearby elderly women quickly stepped in, holding her down and surrounding her. Camilla grew visibly frightened while Lisa was rushed to the hospital. At seven months pregnant, Lisa delivered prematurely. Her baby was sent to the incubator, but she could not afford the expenses. The apartment she lived in was only a rental, and her plan to leverage the situation for internet fame had utterly backfired. My decisive evidence and videos shattered their schemes.

Having a perfect husband like Alexander and now expecting a child, what more happiness could Casandra seek when Alexander had given her everything? Now, she just had to wait for Alexander to truly separate from Cesilia, so there would be no more fear of him leaving her. "In the first trimester of pregnancy, nausea and dizziness are common. But you must ensure that Ms. Casandra eats enough and takes her vitamins as well. So that the fetus in her womb can receive sufficient nutrients. I also want to remind you that the fetus is vulnerable to miscarriage if the mother is under stress. Please take good care of Ms. Casandra if Alexander really wants to have a child," the doctor's words were sharp