Dare She Take The Chance?

Lois could feel the weight of it...of something...still inside her. Right below and beneath her belly button. Her belly already had a definite pooch, her womb distended by the shape of the intruder. As the adrenaline rush of her initial panic faded, the cold sweat of a much more adult fear set in, the reporter racking her own brain for old high school lessons on sex ed...

"I have to be ovulating...the sperm has to travel up the Fallopian tube...combines with the egg to form a zygote..." The naked woman mumbled to herself as she stumbled to her feet. She stumbled out of the bedroom. "...zygote has to implant, and then...and then..." Her violet eye grew wide. "Mitosis...the cell splits...duplicates..."

Lois looked down at her stomach. A normal zygote was microscopic. You couldn't even see it with the unaided human eye. Even if the egg + giant sperm wasn't bigger than the sperm itself, when it replicated... Normal women took weeks for their bodies to adapt...but if both cells grew to the same size...

Cold certainty ran through the Daily Planet's star reporter. She was going to die. This thing was going to grow until she burst from within. Her eyes ran over the room, suddenly shaky with the image of her belly bursting from within...and settled on a single wire coathanger in the closet.

She hesitated...and felt suddenly tired, as the last bit of adrenaline rush faded. Her pussy was sore. Arms and leg muscles ached with the exertion of the last few hours, and she could feel a headache coming on. Lois sat down on the bed, not even caring if anything leaked out of her cunt onto the covers, and stared at the bit of twisted wire.

"I'm a modern woman," even her voice sounded tired to her ears. She took a deep breath, tried to center herself. "This...has been like a bad dream. And it takes hours for a zygote to split. I'm not thinking straight. Maybe I should just...sleep on it."

A voice screamed in the back of Lois' head. The voice that had seen the results of do-it-yourself abortions. Some of them damaged their uterus, unable to ever have children. Others just...died. Bled out. Yet she knew she couldn't carry it. If it doubled in size...her womb would rupture. She was facing a **** sentence.

With drowsy eyes fluttering, Lois struggled with one of the biggest decisions of her life.