Wahida's dreams were long and troubled.  Her sister's ghost floated before her, but Wahida couldn't make out the words that she was trying to say.<br/><br/>Then the image of dancing imps floated through her visions and she was unable to stop them as the dream imps assaulted her.<br/><br/>The image of owl men and sparks of lightning returned and Wahida couldn't get past the image of her walking and walking and walking and walking.<br/><br/>Then she woke up.<br/><br/>She was no longer in Smish's cabin.<br/><br/>She sat, laying in the dirt, in front of a cave.  In front of her dozens, scores, no hundreds of imps stood in a rough circle around her.  They chanted in words that weren't words.  Wahida thougth she might still be dreaming, until the first pang of labor pains hit.   Her stomach clenched and she doubled over in pain as fire lanced through her belly.  Then as her soaking wet pussy clenched, she could feel movement.   Then in a burst of mucus and blood, she felt the undeniable urge to bear down.  Squeezing her stomach and crying out in pain, she pushed.<br/><br/>The sensation of a mass moving from her stomach down her vagina was intense... and strangely all of a sudden pleasurable.   It still hurt, but as Wahida gasped and panted and pushed, Wahida felt a sick sense of pleasure in the pain.  Then another movement through her nethers and another wash of pleasure as the ... whatever.... exited her pussy in a slimy goopey ball.<br/><br/>Over and over the slick balls of goo spat from Wahida's pussy, and with each one, it became easier, less painful, more pleasurable.   By the time the ordeal was done, more than a dozen goopey orbs the size of softballs lay in a rough pile on the ground, covered in slime.<br/><br/>The imps moved in and carried the goopey balls into the cave as they continued to chant.  Then several of them picked Wahida up and carried her through the forest.  She couldn't move, let alone fight back.  Her energy was gone.<br/><br/><br/>Wahida awoke some time the next day, her stomach was still a little distended, but back to it's normal size.  However her hips had splayed out wider and her ass felt bigger, and her nipples were now sore and leaking milk.  Wahida sat up and looked around...Where was she?   The floor was stone but it was dark.  She was on a pile of furs, but she wasn't in Smish's hut... she was....<br/><br/>she was....<br/><br/>She was........<br/><br/>She was back in the cave she'd first found when she came to this demon realm.<br/>Unbidden, no matter how she tried to fight it, a single tear rolled down her face.