A Zinxy Baby.
Bianca sits in the local Paris hospital waiting room. She was waiting for Zoe to come out of her Trangender meeting. She had attended some of the meetings with Zoe. Bianca was glad to support the woman who had her heart and who gave her this baby she now carried inside her. This baby was proof of Zoe's love.
On one crazy night Zoe and Bianca had finally given in to the desire, each felt for the other, this baby inside of her was proof of that desire.
Bianca put her hand on her stomach. She was Eight months pregnant, but she had been feeling strange all morning. She had kept this from zoe of course, Bianca knew Zoe would not have attended her Trangender meeting.
All that changed however when Bianca felt a sharp pain. "Oh my god I think i am going in to labor.." she walked calmly yet quickly over to the nurse on duty and explained her situation. The Woman hurriedly phoned down to the maternity ward.
While she waited Bianca quickly made a text message and waited for a reply. She didn't have to wait long.
The door to the Room where zoe's trangender meeting was suddenly flew open and a very excited Zoe flew out and rushed to her side. "Oh Bianca Oh my god! The Baby?? Our little girl is on her way??" Bianca grinned at this last part. Zoe was convinced that this child was a girl. As they had lain in bed at night Zoe would gently put her hand on Bianca's stomach and had talked and sang to both this child and Bianca's three year old daughter Miranda.
" Oh my darling little girls. The world is going to be your oster." zoe leaned over the stomach "And you are a little girl aren't you? Yes you yes you are! But If you are a little boy and you are meant to be a boy that is good too. Which ever you are you will have a happy life . I make that promise to all three of you."
Bianca smiled at this memory as Zoe fussed over her now," Oh Bianca are you in pain? where are those orderlys? Do they not know how special this Little one is?" Zoe stroked Bianca's cheek " Oh I am jealious as all hell. I wish i could give birth for you."
Smiling and as another contraction came apon her " Bianca spoke "My dear Zoe That makes two of us!"