PREGNANT VIRGIN … (18+) … Part 18

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Zoey’s Pov:
My jaws dropped as I listened to her.

Whaaaaaat??

What the heck??

Please, just tell me she’s joking. Please.

“She…She needs to have s*x?” Zosar asked, making it sound more absurd.

“Yes, my prince; to make the delivery easy cause trust me, delivery with a tight va**na and an unbroken hymen is unimaginable.”

“What about surgical delivery?” I asked sharply.
“CS?”

“You’re talking about caesarian section?” She asked and I nodded nervously.

“Well, my dear; I’d love to remind you that the major reason this baby’s still alive is because of the magical protection from its mother. She’s protected it from every physical attack and now, talking about a C-section which makes use of dangerous objects like scissors, needles, retractors…trust me, my dear, its gonna look more like an attack and I can’t even imagine the complications that’ll follow. So, the best and assurable way to have a safe delivery is by letting the baby come out on its own through the normal pathway.
That way, we can be 90% sure its safe” she explained, making my feet wobbled.

Oh, God!

“90%?” Zosar asked.
“What happens to the 10%?”

“Well, it depends. We can’t be entirely sure, can we?

“As it stands now, there are a lot of things we need to consider. First, her age. She’s still very young as we all know and secondly, her pelvic is still very tight. Getting the baby to come out will be too painful for her.

“Even If she breaks her virginity, one time sx won’t be enough to make it as free as it needs to be. I mean, considering her age and everything, she’ll need to have repeated sx for it work.

“Now, my dear, I don’t want you to think you’re being forced, okay? I know its gonna be really difficult letting go of your v**ginty for something you didn’t plan for; but I’m just stating the fact. When the road gets tough in life, you need to go along with it…

“As it stands, you might start having complications soon – like some pains on your lower abdomen and all that. Crazy pains – and that’s going to be as a result of the inconveniences and unusual circumstances of the pregnancy. The pregnancy is already four months old and considering the nature and attempted attack on the child, your pelvic will become too tight to contain it and…”

She paused and sighed.

“My dear, to cut the whole story short, you need to have S*x. Don’t worry, by the time the pains set in, you’ll understand…..”

“But I don’t have anyone” I cut her off.

“I’m…I’m not married; I don’t have a boyfriend, no one! Who’s gonna do it?”

She looked at Zosar, then back at me.

“Well, it doesn’t have to be your boyfriend” she shrugged.

“I’ll be in the inner room incase you need anything”.

And with that, she left.

I bent my head in dismay and unbelief, my breath wavering.

Zosar didn’t say anything and for a long while, we were both silent.

“Zoey…” He finally called and tried holding my hand.

“I…I need to make use of the restroom” I sniffed and sprang on my feet, walking away and going into the toilet.

As soon as I got in, I stood in front of the mirror and busted into tears. I cried like I had cried the first day I learnt i was pregnant.

Oh my God! Was this some kind of punishment? But what have I done to deserve it? What could my offense be? Who did I wrong?

All I wanted was to live a simple life – go to school, get married and fulfill my dreams. But here I am, pregnant for two strange people in a strange land and now being asked to give her v**gjnty away to God knows who.

What sort of life is this? What have I done to deserve this, huh?

“Zoey?” I heard Zosar knock on the door and my tears only increased.

“Zoey, are you in?”

“I want to be alone…please” I whimpered, still holding the table.

Immediately, I heard the door open and turned to see him coming in.

What? How did he?

I thought I locked the door? How was he able to open it?

“Zoey…” He called softly and drew closer.

“I’m sorry”.

I didn’t know what to say and just continued weeping and slowly, he pulled me close and hugged me, still apologizing.
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Naunet’s Pov:
I ran out of the house to the backyard and emptied every

It tasted gross as I coughed and vomited as much as I could.

Oh, Naunet!

When I was done, I stood upright and leaned against the wall, my hand on my tummy. What the hell have I done? What have I done?

I can’t believe I’m pregnant.

Oh, saviors!!

“Naunet!!” Mother came calling after me.

No, no; please, don’t tell me.

“Naunet” she called and finally got to where I was.

“What’s wrong?” She asked, her right hand on her waist.

“I’m…I’m fine. What’re you talking about?” I tried to pretend, wiping my lips with the back of my palm.

“What do you mean you’re fine? I saw you throwing up from the window. What’s wrong with you?” She asked inquisitively and it was obvious she was already being suspicious.

“Nothing is wrong with me, mother. I’m fine, please” I said and tried walking away, but she pulled me back.

“You think I haven’t noticed? You’ve been getting fat lately and eating a lot as well. And I can’t recall the last time I saw a bloodstain anywhere like it normally happens when you’re on your monthly flow”.
She smirked and came closer.

“Tell me the truth, Naunet; you’re pregnant”. She said in a whisper.

My heart skipped as I quickly lowered my gaze to the floor.

“Answer me!!!” She yelled and I shook in fear.

“Y…Yes” I stuttered unconsciously and she gasped.

For a moment, her eyes looked fierce.

“Who’s responsible?” She asked and my lips shook for words.

“Naunet, you better don’t keep me silent”.

“Its…Its Asim” I replied and the anger in her eyes became more pronounced.

“What?” She flinched.

“Asim?”

“Y…Yes, mother. He’s the father of the child. I’m sorry”I said pathetically and she lifted her hand in anger to slap me, but suddenly stopped.

“When was the last time you slept with the prince?” She asked, making me perplexed.

Why’s she asking??

“I…it’s…” I stuttered, trying to recall.

“It was two months back, before he got to know Hathor was pregnant for him. We…had multiple s*x back then” I said anxiously and to my greatest surprise, she smiled.

“During your time with him, did he ever use protection on you?” She asked and I shook my head and her face beamed.

What?

“Oh, Naunet!!” She exclaimed and laughed.

“Oh, good saviors!!! Naunet!!” She laughed again.
What’s going on? I was overly confused.

“You’re pregnant! My daughter’s pregnant! You’re pregnant for the prince!!”

“Mother!” I called immediately.

“Wh…What’re you talking about? Asim is the father of the child. I’m sure of it”

“Keep shut, Naunet” she snapped and pointed her index finger at me.

“If you don’t want to get into trouble with me, you’ll do exactly as I say and right now, I want you to understand that the prince is the father of this child. You’re pinning this pregnancy on him”. She said emphatically, leaving me in shock.

Whaaaat?

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