49 days...
Black slippery slime sluggishly soaking the covers
Comfortable in her favorite area yet sharp pains like a blade to the womb continuously causing convulsions
The first, in the form of a sack of some alien skin-like coating
Black goo oozing from the origin as though consumption would be intoxicating
For her, it was instinct to caress the pouch with her tongue
Breaking its form and exposing the inhabitant that lay inside
All cleaned up, the creature began to shiver and cry
The bitch started at the shriveled growth-like string connected to the being
Bit it short, and tied a knot with her mouth
This process continued.. one, three, seven times
Brendel coating, leather shut ears, red-nosed, eyes closed.
216 hours and eyes begin to peer through wrinkled lids