Accelerate The Pregnancy

The stench of ozone filled Lois' nostrils. She could feel her heart beating faster and faster...until she ceased to be able to discern individual pulses, just a hummingbird vibration in her chest, rattling her ribs. The reporter tried to breathe, but couldn't. Tried to move, but only found herself making jerky movements, that sent weird afterimages in her vision.

What is happening to me? Lois wondered. And there was a nagging feeling in the back of her mind, like something familiar but forgotten. She looked down at herself, still impaled on Blaze's cock, but her whole body seemed to be blurry around the edges, like she was moving in slow motion.

Fast forward, actually.

The thought came unbidden, Blaze's voice, but not really a sound. It was in Lois head. The reporter looked up at the demon, who had a leering smirk on her face.

A side effect of the process. I've sped up your personal time, my lovely broodmare. But I've dilated your perception of time. Your body is going to live for weeks...with my power seeing to all your needs...but your mind is going to experience it as minutes!

Lois' eyes drew wide...and then she dropped back down at her naked body.

It was like a timelapse video. The flat valley of her stomach began, oh so subtly, to shift. Lois wondered at what speed her pregnancy was being accelerated...a three days a minute? A week? But she could see the result. Her abs were visible for a moment before they seemed to melt away, outlines softening...and then it began to rise, not so much that Lois would even notice, except that she could see it happening, waist thickening, her belly growing the tiniest amount.

Lois' breasts too were changing...veins creeping up, becoming more prominent. The pink nipples, hard and erect, bulging slightly. They were darker now, Lois noticed, unable to tear her eyes away. Her gaze seemed unblinking, but she realized even that wasn't quite true. She simply couldn't see herself blink...it was happening too fast...

She couldn't feel her body. Not the fine details. It wasn't that she was numb, exactly—more like a kind of sensory white noise in the background that her conscious mind tuned out—but the gross details, the novel sensations, those she was well aware of.

There was a weight, growing between her hips. A pressure like bloating during her period, but that never went away. A too-full sensation in her stomach, as though she had overeaten. And as her breasts subtly sagged, she could feel a weight and pressure building there as well.

Lois made up her mind to struggle, to strike Blaze before it was too late...

That's your hormones talking, Blaze's voice came again into her mind. Don't want to move too much. Might hurt the baby.

The words cut Lois to the core, as all thought of resistance seemed to pour out of her. The mound of her belly was a visible little dome now, still something that could be hidden by a loose-fitting shirt, breasts that were only a size or two up from what they had been...how long had this gone on? Fifteen minutes? How soon did women start to lactate?

And Blaze's voice came into Lois' head again, to give her the answer.