/vt/ - Virtual Youtubers

Snuffy's belly hangs heavy. She's still working at the supermarket counter shifts. It is sort of a post shift ritual where you have to buy blocks of cheese from there for her before the ride home to satisfy her cravings. She devours the whole thing during the drive back in single sitting, it scares you a bit.

Snuffy has started nesting. You've already bought a crib and a bookshelf together. She's in charge of books and toys. Most of them are Moomins themed. She has already started practising reading out loud in her nursing chair. If get caught spying in the the side of the door way at the cute sight you get books thrown at you. Flustered, and pointing at her swollen belly she unleashes a hormonal tirade upon you:

"You did this to me fuck head!"
"Cock sucker!"
"I-I love you. Please don't go..."

You cuddle up to her nude at night. Snuffy is built like a fertility Goddesses these days. You cradle her belly, feeling your daughter kick. Snuffy is still mumbling a mixture of blessings and curses towards you in her sleep.

Lately you've been working overtime to make some extra cash before the big day. You've even cut down on your smoking and drinking habits to make some extra savings. You're stressed enough as is so Snuffy invited some help.

Meat and Coqui have been staying over to keep Snuffy company while you're out, and keep an eye on her before the due date. They even streamed a few off collabs together. Nothing intense; just hand cam streams making fucked up cakes.

One day you're sitting in the gutter by the car after a 12 hour shift, your face hidden behind a lit cigarette when you get the call from Coqui. "Dude! Shit, fuck! She needs to go to the ER man! She's going to drop!". You race down to home, and just as you pull into the driveway Meat and Coqui are already supporting Snuffy by the arms and walking to the car.

The wait is agonising when your in the maternity ward with Snuffy's friends. You eventually get pulled into the birthing suite. Snuffy is a complete wreck. She squeezes your hand so tight that it threatens to break, screaming the entire time as she makes the final push.

Then there she is; Hannah, your first born. The doctor couldn't really explain why she had bright, pink hair. He put it down to some unique genetic mutation.

You lay with Snuffy and your baby in just your under shirt. Both of you are drenched in sweat. Hannah suckles on her Mother's teat.

Snuffy is glowing, stroking the face of your new born. She turns her face to you with a smirk. "I love you dude, but next time, can we try to plan when you use your stud cock on me?'