That One Friday Night (South Park Style)

Chapter six: waiting and waiting..

"It's a..."

I can tell Stan looked pretty excited to find out, but I smirk. "Actually, doctor," I start. Stan looks at me, confused. "Don't tell us." I state flatly. Maybe I'll make him wait just a bit longer..

Stan looks at me, confusion on his face. I giggle. "Could you put it in a envelope so we can send it to a cake company?" I request, to which the doctor nods.

"Of course!" He said as he got up and grabbed a little piece of paper and an envelope. I look at Stan, a smirk on my face. "Really Kyle??" He whined. "I just wanna find out already!!"

I giggled, "You sound like a five year old whining over a toy. We'll find out eventually when we have a gender reveal party." I say, to which he groans. "Fine, but I'm still set on it being a boy."

I roll my eyes. "Of course you are..." I sighed.

Soon, we arrive home. I went upstairs with him after taking my shoes and jacket off, and we lay on the bed.

He rolls onto his side, looking at me with a blush. "Hey, Kyle..." he started. I look at him, "Yeah?"

He bit his lip. "I talked to the doctor before we left.." he sat up. "I ask him.. if we could still have sex. He said yes.."

My face becomes a bright red. "You wanna.. have sex?" I asked. I mean.. I haven't even thought about it really since I found out- but then again, after our first night together we were all over each other, and even before that, too.

"Well.. lets do it." I say. He looks at me- "really?" I nod. "Yeah. We haven't had sex since we found out.."

A second later, we're making out. Aggressively.

We strip each other of our clothing, which is a little tricky with my stomach- but it wasn't to hard. My stomach isn't super big yet.

I let out soft moans as he begins to nibble on my neck, and I softly grind on him.

After a bit of foreplay and prepping, he's fucking me. I'm laying on back as he thrusts into me.. holy fuck.. it feels so good!

After awhile of some rough- but not to rough sex, we're spooning. I giggle.. "that was amazing.. I needed that." I say, to which he chuckles.

"I did too.." he said. I kissed him, giggling. Soon after, we fell asleep.. I was glad to have some intimacy with Stan..

The next day we spent the morning setting up for the party- well, Stan was the one setting stuff up. I had to work out all morning.. which I hate.

The morning was spent running. Stan kept making me work out.. but I guess I'll have to thank him later. I don't want a bunch of baby fat..

I was just finishing up with my shower as Stan finished with cooking and Sharon brought in the cake from the bakery.

I sit down on the couch, turning the tv on as Stan sits beside me. I lean against him. "How was running?" He asks.

I shrug. "Tiring." I say. "I do it like every day." He says, to which I roll my eyes. "Yeah, but you don't have a baby in your stomach."

We spent the next half hour cuddling and talking, then guests begin to arrive. It wasn't to many people, some family members on my side and a couple friends from school.

We talk, eat, etc.. until an hour in, we begin the cake cutting!

The cake wasn't anything over the top, it said 'boy or girl?' With pink and blue frosting.

I hold the knife, giggling as Stan puts his hands on mine.. we slowly lower the knife into the cake, before raising it and lowering it again, cutting out a slice.

We slowly lift it..
The color is..
It's a...
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ITS A CLIFF HANGER FUCK YOU HAHA