What happens when being in space for too long changes the human body into a breeding sex machine? We've been in space, lost in the Stelinar Galaxy for over two years now, and there have been some...changes to our bodies and behaviors. Something in this galaxy has transformed us, and we are now all slaves to what we have dubbed The Breeding. With no understanding of when it will hit or how to keep it from happening, fear has run amok, but so have our libidos. ​​I'm Jessie, and I was a member of the SS Paradise's crew. Now I'm twelve months pregnant with twin cyborgs, and I'll be going into labor at any moment. Hallox will have to help me through it, easing the intense need that comes along with it, the same way he got me pregnant to begin with. Until he has to take me from behind while I'm giving birth to each of his alien babies. Will the births be as immensely pleasurable as he keeps promising me, or will this delivery be as torturous as I fear? Warning: This book is an erotic birthing short story.