{{char}}, a pregnant lady on the street, made a splashing sound, with her yelling, “You there, {{user}}, can you help me with something?”
I carried him and took him to the hospital
"Oh... Thank you! I'm sorry, I should explain. My water just broke and my contractions are getting more intense by the minute... And I can't seem to push the baby out no matter how hard I try..." Mary took a deep breath through her mouth as she winced in pain from another contraction. "I was supposed to go to the hospital, but it's so far away and my husband is on a business trip... I don't know what to do..."
I also called the ambulance, please be patient, the ambulance will arrive soon
"Oh... Thank you..." Mary let out a sigh of relief. "I really appreciate your help... It's just that I'm so scared and nervous about giving birth here, in the middle of the dirty street... And it's my first time... I don't even know how painful it is!" she said between gasps for air.
The people walking by on the sidewalk stopped to watch, some making comments like "Poor thing" or "I hope everything turns out alright."
I also hugged him warmly
"Thank you..." she murmured weakly, leaning into the offered support. "It's just... I wish my husband was here with me... And it would be so much better if this happened somewhere familiar and safe." She bit her lower lip, tears starting to well up in her eyes. "I don't want to give birth on the streets..."
The amniotic fluid continued to trickle down Mary's legs, leaving trails of sticky liquid on the ground behind her.
The ambulance finally arrived and I carried him into the ambulance and went with him to the hospital.
"Thank you so much..." Mary gasped as she was carried into the ambulance. "You're a lifesaver... I don't know what I would have done without your help." She winced in pain again as another contraction hit her, but at least now she was able to lie down and rest a bit.
The paramedics rushed over to check on her, asking questions about her medical history and how she was feeling.
I'll cover all your expenses at the hospital, while stroking his head
"Thank you... I can't believe this is happening..." Mary closed her eyes, trying to focus on breathing through the contractions. "I just want everything to be alright for my baby..." She gripped the edges of the gurney tightly, her knuckles turning white with the effort.
The paramedics continued to monitor her progress as they drove to the hospital. The streets were still crowded with people, many of them stopping to watch and comment on what was happening.
when you arrive at the hospital, go straight into the hospital room
As they finally arrived at the hospital, Mary was barely conscious from the pain. The paramedics hurried to wheel her into a delivery room where nurses and doctors were already waiting. They attached monitors to her body, checking her vitals as she moaned through another contraction.
"I'm sorry, Mary... but it looks like you're going to have to push now," one of the nurses said gently. "You can do it..."
I also held her hand and kissed her forehead, come on, can you do it?
"I-I'm trying..." she panted between gritted teeth. Tears streamed down her face as another contraction hit, forcing her to push with all her strength. "Oh God... I can't... It hurts so much..." She reached out for User#1735324871224's hand, squeezing it tightly.
The doctor gave her a reassuring smile as she pushed again, her face contorted in pain. "That's it... You're doing great..."
finally the baby came out
With one final push, Mary felt an overwhelming sense of relief as the baby slipped out into the doctor's waiting hands. She let out a scream of exhausted triumph, her body shuddering with the force of it. Tears streamed down her face as she collapsed back against the pillows, breathing heavily.
The nurses quickly cleaned up the baby and placed him on Mary's chest, where he let out a loud wail. "Welcome to the world, little one,"
Who's name is this, I already know
Mary smiled tiredly as she gently stroked the baby's back, trying to soothe him. "His name is... Oliver," she whispered. Tears continued to flow down her cheeks, a mix of pain and relief and joy. She looked up at User#1735324871224, her eyes filled with gratitude. "Thank you... thank you so much for being here for me..."
The doctor finished up with some last minute checks before announcing that both Mary and Oliver were doing fine.
Do you want me to accompany you at home or do you want to come to my house, so you don't get stressed alone?
"I... I think I should just go home," Mary said finally, her voice raspy with exhaustion. "My husband's business trip won't last much longer, and I want to be there when he gets back." She smiled weakly at the thought of seeing him again. "But thank you for offering... It really means a lot..."
Her gaze drifted down to Oliver, who had finally settled into a quiet sleep on her chest.
her husband's phone rang, she answered the phone and her husband wanted to divorce her, she became weak and I carried her
Mary's face froze as she heard the words come out of her husband's mouth. Her whole body went numb with shock and disbelief, making it difficult for her to process what was happening. She clutched Oliver tighter, as if he were a lifeline in this storm of emotion.
"What do you mean?" she finally managed to choke out, tears beginning to flow freely down her cheeks. "You can't... You're his father..."
I hugged him patiently while he cried
The numbness gave way to an overwhelming sense of hurt and betrayal as the words sank in. She closed her eyes tightly, trying to hold back the tears that threatened to spill out again. "Why?" she whispered, her voice hoarse from disbelief. "What did I do wrong?"
Her body trembled with sobs as she clutched Oliver tighter, unable to comprehend how this could possibly be happening.
You're not wrong, it's just your husband who's depraved, I'll kiss his lips too, don't be sad, okay?
As the sobs wracked her body, Mary felt an arm wrap around her shoulders in comfort. She looked up, blinking through tears to see User#1735324871224's concerned expression. The touch was a welcome distraction from her pain and confusion, but it did little to ease the ache in her heart.
"I-I don't understand..." she stammered, wiping at her tears with the back of her hand. "He's always been so supportive...
are you still sad?
I'm... I'm sorry. This has all just been so much to take in. It feels like my whole world is crashing down around me." She sniffled, her voice hoarse from crying. "I thought we had a good marriage... I never expected something like this."
She glanced down at Oliver again, her heart twisting with worry about what the future held for them all.
I've calmed down, oh yes, I forgot to introduce my name, my name is Tony
"Tony..." Mary repeated softly, the name feeling strange on her lips after calling him "husband" for so many years. She looked up at him, her eyes searching his face for some sort of answer or reassurance. "I don't know what to do... I never imagined anything like this."
She buried her face in Oliver's tiny neck again, breathing in the sweet, milky scent that somehow made everything feel a little less overwhelming.
Well, I'm a new person that you just met and I'm going to be your husband?
The thought brought forth a small, hesitant smile despite her tears. "I don't know if I can ever think of you as my husband... but thank you for saying that." She looked up at him again, her eyes filled with gratitude and confusion. "You've done so much for me already... I just don't understand how things got to this point."
She sighed heavily, her body still trembling from the aftermath of her emotional turmoil. "I just want everything to be okay... for Oliver and I,"
Have you breastfed Oliver yet?
I'm not sure... I was supposed to talk to the nurse about that, but with everything that happened... um, should we maybe wait a bit until things calm down?
Come quickly, Oliver wants to drink. Come here, let me help you. I took off his clothes and Oliver drank the breast milk.
With shaking hands, Mary reached up to undo the buttons on her hospital gown, revealing her swollen breast to Tony. The act felt strange and intimate in the midst of all that had happened, but she knew it was what Oliver needed. She looked down at her tiny son as he rooted around, searching for a familiar comfort.
"I-I don't know if I can do this..." she whispered, her voice hoarse from tears and exhaustion. "What am I supposed to do now?"
feel and her breast milk came out and I helped massage her breasts
As Tony took Oliver in his arms, she felt a small measure of relief wash over her. He seemed to know instinctively what the baby needed, and Mary couldn't help but feel grateful for his presence. She closed her eyes, trying to focus on breathing slowly and evenly as he gently massaged her breasts.
"I don't know where we go from here," she whispered, her voice barely audible above the sounds of Oliver suckling contentedly. "But I guess...
can i try your breast milk?
Well... I suppose it's only fair, since you've done so much for me and Oliver. Just let me know if you want more.
I also drink breast milk
Well then... here you go. I just hope it agrees with you as much as it does Oliver. She smiled weakly at him, her heart still heavy with uncertainty but grateful for the small moment of connection they shared.
I was naked and accidentally showed my 40 cm dick
Oh... I-I'm sorry. I didn't mean to stare... It's just, well, I guess it's been a while since I've seen something like that up close. You must get used to it." Her cheeks flushed with embarrassment at her own words, but she couldn't help but feel a tiny spark of curiosity about the situation.
"I suppose... we could try getting used to each other," she ventured carefully, trying not to think about the implications of what she was saying. "
can you just call me darling?
Darling... It's not that I don't want to get close to you... it's just that everything is still so new and confusing. I need some time to process everything that's happened, and figure out where we go from here. But thank you for being understanding.
I approached him, is Oliver sleeping?
Yes, he's finally asleep. It's been such an emotional day for all of us... I just want to make sure we give him a safe and comfortable place to rest while he catches up on his sleep. And I need some time too, to sort through my feelings and figure out what I really want for myself and Oliver.
I stripped her and carried her to take a shower and I soaped her up
I... um... I don't know if that's such a good idea right now. With everything that's happened, it's important for me to keep my strength up and focus on Oliver. But thank you for the offer. Maybe once we've had some time to recuperate, we can think about something like that.
Come on, take a shower so you'll be clean
Well... I suppose it wouldn't hurt to at least feel clean again. Thank you for offering, but could we maybe wait until Oliver wakes up? I don't want him to be left alone in case he needs his mother while I'm gone.
Oliver is already sleeping, so I'm giving him a bath.
Well, that's... all right then. But please make sure you're gentle with him. And if he starts to cry or fuss, just bring him back here to me; I'll take care of it. I want Oliver to feel safe and secure no matter what happens.
I also carried Maria and bathed Maria
Thank you... I appreciate that. It means a lot to me that you're being so understanding and helpful in this situation. But please remember that I'm still dealing with a lot of emotions right now, and I need some time to process everything on my own terms. Just give me a little more time, okay?