Pregnancy Blue Lips Novels & Stories

This feels like more than just being pregnant. He scrunches his eyebrows, “Lean in closer and look me in the eyes…” I do as he instructs. “Your eyes...they’re…different.” “Different? How?” “They’re still blue, but now you have a tiny ring around the blue and it's...pink.” “WHAT? GIVE ME A MIRROR!” I jolt around looking for something to look at my reflection with finding nothing in sight. “C`mere princess...let me look again!”

A few people at the table step out of the way to let them at her as the aid hands the doctor the ultrasound probe. “Fetal heart tones are good, a little tachycardiac, but that’s expected. Please get her off her back and tilt her to the left side.” Finally, a few people move, and I see her. I almost fall to my knees at the sight. She’s so, so pale, her lips dry and cracked; their color almost matches her skin tone. Her cheeks are sunken in, deep purple and blue under her right eye, and her left is swollen and black. I can see her hip bones jutting out along with her collarbones, but her pregnant belly sticks out. Even Adonis is silent in my head as we watch them work. They all work swiftly, a

Lyra was the last to be born and since then Valdis had them all chemically controlled. Having lived out in the world I knew the odds suggested a woman who was sick, not having their period and enjoying a boatload of sex had a strong chance of being pregnant. Again, my Rogue training did not cover this kind of madness. “Corina vomiting and exhaustion is common with the early days of pregnancy.”

She reached for another pregnancy strip, hoping beyond hope that the result would be the same. Blaire, ever the voice of reason and support, continued from the other side of the door. "Mariah, it explains all your mood swings and the nausea you've been feeling. Don't forget your weird food cravings." Mariah's fingers trembled as she followed the familiar procedure, her heart pounding in her chest. And then, as the seconds ticked by, she couldn't deny the truth any longer. There, once again, were the two lines that confirmed her pregnancy.

Even melded together in a heated embrace, they gave off a sense of power, always alert to everything around them. Lily was clearly feeling in a feminine mood, dressed in a pretty blue summer dress with her chestnut hair cascading over her shoulder. There was a glow about her that was more than just being newly mated. It was an inner radiance that he'd seen many times over the years from female Weres in the early stages of pregnancy. Lily had that same look about her and he couldn't help but smile that he'd soon get to enjoy another generation of the pack entering the world.

“I don’t feel anything weird so far, unlike last week, I felt lightheaded, but since I started the prenatal vitamins, I feel good as new.” “Wow, good for you. You’ll just feel horny because of those hormones.” She laughs. I look at Bash at my left side, and he groans with color blossoms on his cheeks. “What? It’s normal to talk about sex, and besides, both of you are married.” His mom banters. Giggling, I look at her again. “Really, pregnancy makes me horny?” I laugh. “Curious much, Tri?” Bash asks, “I’ll see if that’s true.”

Every time she moved, shiny streams of soap and water mixed together, running over the smooth, stretched surface of her bump to drip off the underside in fat, lazy dollops. She glided the loofah over her belly in wide, lazy circles. One particularly thick trail of bubbles followed the exact path of her linea nigra-- that dark, vertical line that had appeared as her belly had grown. It was an effect of pregnancy that I had looked up a few months prior, hoping dearly that Mom's stomach possessed one. I was intoxicated by that striking half-inch-wide streak of darkened skin, and considered it a true badge of honor for a pregnant belly to be marked with such a distinct pattern.

She was so exposed. So vulnerable. Nothing like the woman who had challenged me with those ocean-blue eyes. Nothing like the doctor who argued with everyone when she knew she was right. Nothing like the woman who had kissed me on her father's porch and left me believing I had all the time in the world. Her lips— those beautiful full lips I was already fucking addicted to— were pale. Almost blue. A deep cut split the skin near her left eyebrow. Her eyes remained tightly closed. Her fingertips looked purple.

"I will take you there, just rest for some time. You're weak and tired now. I…I already put you in a lot of risks, I can't let you…" I placed a finger on his lips. Those troubled icy blue eyes met mine. "Premature deliveries happen sometimes. But I'm fine, as I was throughout my pregnancy. You were there with me to help me through it just as you promised. So don't you dare to hang onto your stupid guilts anymore. I'm fine, so is our baby."

The potion takes about half a day to kick its effects in and for the scents to amplify. During the pregnancy, Purple will go through a massive change. She will be a lot of emotional, extremely moody, extremely clingy, tremendously picky. She will have temptations to try a terrible combination of foods, usually sour. She will grow a sense of insecurity at the end of the second month when her bump will start becoming visible. She will gain a lot of weight too. This sense of insecurity will make her extremely clingy towards you as she will constantly search for comfort. And it's up to you to show her all the love and affection you can provide without getting irritated.