The book had stated that healing a woman while pregnant was no issue as the magic treated the baby like just another part of the mother. However, heal...ng a woman during labor “confused the healing magic” as the author had put it, accompanying his statement with horrific drawings of deceased mother and baby accidentally fused together by people doing exactly what he was about to. The healing rune went dark.“I can’t, not yet. The baby and afterbirth have to come out, or bad things can happen,”. With gentle, controlled thrusts he started rubbing his shaft against them. Though paralyzed, the toes didn’t seem unyielding. Retained most of their flexibility, they moved back and forth along with the thrusts, as if responding willingly. Simon was already grunting with pleasure. The pulleys began creaking again, the swaying plaster cast gathering momentum. Simon turned aside, feeling ashamed of himself. The girl looked more helpless than ever with her plastered leg swaying like a drunken. It seemed likesomething was filling each of her breasts with each pulse. Alisoncouldn't exactly describe the feeling, but she noticed her new breastswere feeling heavier.In fact, both of her breasts were slowly filling up with breast milk,making them swollen and bigger. Soon Alison was able to see her nipplesthrough her shirt and little wet spots were starting to form at the end.The sight made her jump back and she realized what a bad idea it wasturning out to be. Her large breasts bounced all. " Fucking hell....she's only got split-crotch panties on !", he whispered before turning back to get another feel. That was too much ! I knocked a coaster onto the floor and leant right over....he was right ! I the gloom under the table I could see Greg's hand plastered between your spread thighs. He eased his hand away to give me the unobstructed view of those red split-crotch panties and the dark shadow of your pubes above a decidedly moist and gaping slit. I dropped to my knees and shuffled.