The next day, when Harish returned from school, he found the house locked. The neighbor, Aunty, saw him approaching and came out to inform him that his mother had been taken to the hospital due to sudden pregnancy pains. She gave him the key to the house as instructed by his parents.Harish entered the house, made himself some coffee, and wondered about his mother's condition. Just then, the phone rang and it was his grandmother on the other end."Are you back home, Harish?" asked Chenbagam."Yes grandma, is my mom okay? What happened?" Harish asked with concern."She's fine. You have a baby sister now," announced Chenbagam."Really?!" exclaimed Harish in joy."Yes, your mother just gave birth half an hour ago. I called to check if you were back from school," explained Chenbagam.Overwhelmed with happiness at having a baby sister, Harish asked about his mother's condition and was relieved to hear that she had a healthy delivery. Chenbagam also instructed him to inform the neighbor about the

Divya, her belly swollen with the growing life inside her, was sitting next to Harish. He couldn't help but stare at her stomach, fascinated by the thought of the tiny person growing within."Mom, has our baby grown bigger in your belly?" Harish spoke while gently placing his hand on her protruding stomach.Divya shifted her gaze from the TV to look at him and replied, "Yes, she will be born in a few days."Her hand absentmindedly rubbed circles on her stomach as she spoke.A hint of excitement and nervousness danced in Divya's eyes as she watched Harish's hand roam over her belly. "Mom, can I rub your belly?" he asked.Surprised by his question, Divya turned fully towards him. As his eyes took in her large, saree-covered stomach, she couldn't help but smile. "Go ahead," she said, playfully pulling her saree to the side to reveal more of her round belly.Harish's hand first landed on Divya's navel, causing a shudder to run through her body. She could feel the pressure and weight of her

In just two to three months, Divya's stomach began to swell and protrude as if pregnant. But it wasn't the usual bump of a five-month-old fetus. No, her body was changing in a way that seemed otherworldly, glimmering with an eerie golden light. And as her belly grew, she had to adjust the way she tied her petticoat, careful not to constrict her stomach too tightly. Harish's grandmother couldn't resist teasing him about becoming a big brother soon, and his mom would playfully stir him up by showing off her bump and pussy hair peeking out of her saree folds.Harish was at school when he received news that would change his life forever. Godhandam had died in an accident. He raced home with his books clutched tightly in his hands, fear and sorrow gripping his heart. When he arrived, he was met with a scene of mourning - Divya, Chenbagam, and other women from their family were gathered around Godhandam's lifeless body, weeping uncontrollably. Harish couldn't believe what he was seeing. It

Two months after Divya locked the door on her wedding day, she awoke one morning to an unfamiliar sensation. Her stomach churned and she felt bile rising in her throat. She couldn't control it and ran from the kitchen to the backyard to vomit. Harish, who was at home that day, watched in surprise as she ran past him. Even Grandma, who was busy chopping vegetables in the hall, followed her to the backyard when she heard her vomiting. The two women spoke in hushed tones while Harish listened from a distance."What's wrong, Divya? Why are you vomiting like this?" asked Chenbagam."I don't know. Something is causing it. Maybe yesterday's food didn't agree with me," replied Divya before retching again.She sat down, holding her head and said, "I feel faint and my heart is racing. My head is spinning. I think I might be pregnant."Chenbagam was momentarily stunned."Let me check your eyes and tongue," she instructed Divya.After a brief examination, Chenbagam exclaimed, "You are indeed

The village was situated amidst gentle hills, with its houses scattered all around the surrounding countryside. Although it was a small community, everyone was familiar with each other and their ways of life. At the center of the village stood a magnificent temple, where people gathered to offer their gratitude and worship for the fertile land they had been blessed with. The main source of income for the village was farming and Harish's father was the most successful rice farmer in the area. A prosperous harvest meant an increase in the village's value and pride.Harish lived in a spacious house with his parents and three other family members - his mother Divya, his father Kothandam, and his grandmother Chenbagam. Kothandam was Chenbagam's brother and Divya had married her maternal uncle. They all shared a deep bond and had chosen to live together under one roof.Chenbagam got married at the age of twelve and immediately started a family. Divya was born to her when Chenbagam was

It was 7 in the morning. I woke up to the sound of the TV. Even though I was young, my cock stood up strong and straight. It is because of my mother. Whenever I see her, she wears a loose nighty, or a low cut blouse without any bra and putting on her 42 dd size breasts in display. At a young age, I craved for mother's breast milk. Mother would never tire of providing it for me. Father permitted this until I reached six years old when he chastised both me and my mother one day, telling me to stop drinking milk. However, even after that, mother still secretly provided milk out of affection for me.Whenever my father was absent, I forbid my mother from wearing her blouse. She would leave her breasts exposed and only cover them with her saree. This allowed me to nurse whenever I needed to without any barriers. One day, I woke up feeling incredibly hungry and went to search for my mother. My father was in the living room, watching television. I found my mother in the kitchen, preparing

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Hello friends, My name is Abhijeet I have read few stories of this site, in last few days and today I am narrating a true incident of my life, which I remember or I should say we remember as one of our biggest mistake of life, but that mistake was so beautiful that instead of hating it, we cherish it in our memories, at least me because that mistake made our life heaven.This incident happened between me and my sis-in-law Charu, who is hardly 3-4 months elder from me, and more than 3 years elder to my wife Aditi.  For my intro I would say that I am working in a call center and married to a girl who is also in same profession.  We are settled in one of the major city of India, very far from our native places.I would like to mention in a very beginning that I really love my wife, and never thought about cheating her even in my dream, but sometimes few things happen, which we cannot revert but we can learn something from that and this is what happened in our case.  This