Seven months have now passed. Cinnamon is no longer able to hide the baby growing inside of her. Her belly, now, swollen and very prominent. All of the women in the prison KNOW who the father of her baby is, and don't dare mention it. Cinnamon is respected by the women in her cell block. The whispers still circulate, but no one would admit to saying a word about her, or her baby.
Cinnamon, being a petite woman, feels very insecure about her changing body. Her breasts, originally 34C's, are now 36DD's. Her once flat stomach, now swollen with Jay's baby inside. Wishing she could conceal her body, but knowing Jay will have none of that. Since her body has begun to "show", he's desired her even more than ever before. Her tiny body is tired, and sore, but for Cinnamon, that's nothing new.
After her last ultrasound, where it was revealed that she was carrying a girl, Jay fucked her so hard she couldn't walk the next day. Seeing the baby on the ultrasound screen gave him an instant hard-on. He created that. His seed, planted itself deep inside of her, creating that baby. That's all it took to get him hard. The primal urge to spread his seed. Seeing the result of his seed on a screen, it drove him wild with desire.
A few days have passed since the ultrasound. Still sore, yet needing to be with Jay, after lights out, she waits eagerly for him. Laying in her bed, rubbing her swollen belly, feeling their angel moving softly inside of her. Almost drifting off to sleep, when the door to her cell opened.
"How's my lil' mommy?" Jay asked, sitting down, taking off his boots, unbuttoning his uniform shirt.
"We've been waiting for you, Daddy." Cinnamon replied, climbing over onto Jay's lap, straddling him.
"Is that so? How's Daddy's little girl?" Jay asked, rubbing Cinnamon's belly, feeling the baby kicking softly.
"She's been really active today." Cinnamon said, smiling as she looked up into Jay's eyes.
"I want to see my baby, take off your gown, Cinnamon." Jay commanded, his strong hands rubbing her tender arms.
Shyly, Cinnamon removed her tiny gown. So self-conscious of her changing body, not wanting to be nude, but knowing she has to do as Jay commands. Feeling his strong hands rubbing her swollen belly, knowing how much he loves feeling the baby inside of her. His trophy. His claim to this beautiful woman. His seed, planted deep inside of her.
"You're so beautiful, Cinnamon." Jay said, leaning in, kissing her deeply, hungrily.
His big hands moved to her swollen breasts, squeezing them firmly, making Cinnamon whimper. All of a sudden, he stopped, cold. Breaking the kiss, he moved his hands from her breast, looking down at the palm of his hand, grinning.
"Mmmmmmmmmmm, my lil' mommy got her milk, huh?" Licking his lips, Jay grinned at Cinnamon.
Cupping her breasts, looking down at them, small drops of milk leaked out of her swollen nipples.
"I... I guess I have." Cinnamon replied, blushing.