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 Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2008 7:19 pm
Flint's mood had been so unreadable lately that Cal wanted to do something special. She waited until he went out during the day (it took a while) and promised to be home at a certain time. Since he said it three times she knew he wouldn't be late and if he was...well then she just hoped he came home in a good mood.
She had everything set up though. His favorite meal was being warmed in the kitchen, she took a long time bathing with his favorite scents. She put up her hair just the way he liked it and did her make up in just that right way she knew he'd love. One pale hand rested on her starting to round stomach as she smiled. Part of Flint was inside her, always! She let out a small glee at the thought and stroked her belly before she turned to grab Flint's favorite outfit. It was the most important part of all.
A wife had to show her husband that she loved him by looking perfect whenever he came home. She pulled the skirt up over her legs then tried to fasten it.
It wouldn't fit.
Cal tugged again and again but it just wouldn't fit. Her heart started to pound hard as she tugged more and more but her stomach was too big. She whimpered once, struggling to get the skirt on. She had to wear this outfit! Flint loved how she looked in it. Even when he was in a nasty mood she knew he liked it. It was a very powerful outfit.
And she was too fat to wear it anymore.
Tears filled her eyes as she collasped on the bed, sobbing.
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2008 8:06 pm
Daily jaunts alone were not a part of Flint's normal routine. Most of his business was taken care of at night, and he usually brought Cal along with him for shopping trips. His wife had seemed very anxious lately, and the nervous atmosphere was very irritating to him, so he finally decided to leave for the better part of the day, promising to return at a reasonable time later that evening. Once he was out, the man began to find himself very lonely (because it was, of course, out of the question for him to interact with any other being besides his wife other than when necessary). He couldn't just return to her, she may figure out her power over him. That would never do. Instead he found ways to kill time, swooping in and out of stores and sitting at a cafe, stewing in his own thoughts.
"Puppy. Puppy, I'm home." The silver-haired man pushed his way past the front door, careful not to destroy the delicate bouquet of lilies he had purchased for his wife. Instead of frowning as he would normally have, Flint became very worried when she never came to greet him. Did she go into labor while he was gone? But it was so early! His cool demeanor was lost as he wildly began running throughout the house, calling his wife's name frantically in every room he entered. When he found her, he dropped the flowers on the ground and rushed to her side, and began to cradle her in his arms. "Cal... Cal, honey, what's wrong? Ssh... shh... I'm here. I'm here."
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2008 8:27 pm
"I'm f-f-fat!" she sobbed, turning to him, feeling even worse as she realized she didn't get over herself in time to save him the trouble of calming her down. He shouldn't be bothered with her uselss problems but...she was failing him! "I'm fat and ugly and I make a horrible wife!" she sobbed, "How am I suppose to make you happy when I can't even wear the outfit you love?"
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2008 8:31 pm
Flint let out a shaky laugh; it was the only way he could release the stress and fear that he just recently suffered. "Oh baby, you're not fat. No," he cooed out as he stroked her hair. "You're carrying our beautiful twins. You're perfect, just as they are."
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2008 8:37 pm
"I am fat! and ugly, and I still don't have any breasts. Even though they're suppose to get bigger. I'm a freak with werid colored eyes and the body of a teenager. Why do you even want me?" she sobbed, "You're so amazing. You could get any girl. Why do you want a fat ugly, flat freak like me?" she asked, looking up at him, her heart soaring even in the middle of one of her 'sprials' that he was comforting her.
These moments were nether common nor uncommon in the Emerson household but in a special spot inbetween. Anything could trigger them and in the end only Flint had the power to end them. He could ether get mad enough to snap her out of in fear of him leaving her, leave her alone until she considered sucide then decide not to incase he would be displeased, or this way, by being sweet, and kind and slowly building her up to the teadious pearch called self esteem.
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2008 8:41 pm
"Shh." He placed a gentle finger on her lips. "No more of that. Who told you such things? It's not true. Not, any of it." Flint hugged her closer and placed his head on her shoulder, nuzzling it against her's. "I love you because you're you. You're the most beautiful, wonderful woman, and I have no wish nor desire to ever find another. I'm married to you, and I chose to be. All right?"
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2008 8:49 pm
"I'm so us-us-useless." she sobbed, her arms wraping around him tight as she curled up. "I just wanted to make a perfect night for you. You seemed upset lately. I just wanted you to be happy, I made dinner, I put on the right creams. Then I just...I just messed everything up." she sobbed. "All I want is to be the perfect wife for you. You deserve one."
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2008 9:28 pm
"You are the perfect wife." He used a soothing voice and tried to keep her as close as possible. "Please, Cal, no more of this. You'll fit into that outfit after you have the twins. You're not fat. You're brave for carrying two children at once. Not many women can handle that, you know."
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2008 9:35 pm
"They can't?" She snifted once, looking up at him with wide eyes, then smiled. "Why do you put up with me Flint? I'm not worthy fo you." she whispered, hugging him tight, but the tears had stopped and the crises was over. At least this one. Then her eyes fell on the flowers, "You brought me flowers!?" she gasped, rushing over and picking them up, taking a deep breath of their sweet scene. "You're so sweet. I'm so lucky to have a strong, brave man like you." she gathered the flowers and leaned in to give him a kiss, smiling again.
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2008 10:04 pm
"Of course you are," he purred. At first he was a bit disappointed that the kiss was chaste, but if it had been more, it would have quickly escalated since they were indeed sitting on the bed. Flint made it a point not to have sex until the twins were born; for their safety, and for Cal's. "I smelled dinner when I came home, it smelled great. Why don't we go have dinner and the perfect night you planned?"
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2008 10:08 pm
Cal smiled and nodded. She kept it chaste to not tempt Flint. he was verys erious when he mentioned that plan and she wanted to make it as easy as possible for him to keep. Not that she really thought she could seduce even Flint, but she knew a man had needs and would take them with who he could. She only hoped that he wouldn't stray. Not that she'd blame him. She'd never blame Flint.
"Flint...I love you." Cal said softly before placing the flowers in a nice bowl and pulling on looser clothes to go over her belly. She would make sure everything else was perfect at least.
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