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Chapter 5 by Richardspam Richardspam

How goes the next morning?

Eventful

Having taken the second pill last night, she slept well again. Wandering into the bathroom for a shower, she looks into the mirror, and thinks she sees changes. Emily chalks it up to not being awake yet.

As she wets her body and hair down, Emily definitely thinks things have changed. The little bulge at her waist seems to have disappeared, and she swears her breasts are bigger. She decides she is just imagining things.

After she dries herself off, she wanders into her closet, reminding herself she needed to buy a new bra, Grabbing her good one, she tries to put it on, but it won’t clip. Turning to look in mirror, she sees it's 2” from closing. This makes her wonder, but she lets it slide. She finds her tube top in a drawer and stretches it on. She adjusted it until it looked right, but can’t figure why she ever bought a 6” tube top, as it was barely covering her breasts. She matches it with a pair of bib overalls. Looking in the mirror, she likes what she sees and wonders why she never tried this outfit before.

Going directly to lingerie store, she grabs several new 34B bras to try. None of them fit, so Emily slides the tube top back on. Putting the small ones back, she assumes they were mislabled. She flags down assistant to have a bra sizing done. The girl measures and tells Emily, who disagrees. The measurements are taken again, with Emily watching. The assistant comes back with a nice colored bra, and Emily tries it on. Fitting perfectly, she tells the salesgirl to wrap it up. Confused, she puts the tube top back on and pays for purchase.

She finds a bench to sit on, places her bags next to her, and gets out her phone. Nothing is making sense. Her new bra was 34D, and it fit well, if not a little tight. She looks up symptoms: larger breasts, the loss of the belly bulge, the way she looked at the guy at work. Microsecond later, the top result was not she expected: Pregnancy.

She felt remarkably calm as she looked up web sites. She tried to find articles that would disprove the internet result. Then she saw pics and thought it wasn’t lost bulge, but the opposite, the beginning of a baby bulge. The pics showed that starting at 12 weeks or so.

Emily thought about 3 months ago, and it came together. She was at a wedding in Detroit for a college friend. She flew in for the day, just before wedding. At the reception, got drunk, went back to best man’s room. She swore he was wearing a condom both times, but maybe not. She had to go straight from the shower to the airport.

Emily thinks what’s done is done. She grabs her stuff, and makes a doctor appointment. She gets in right away, and explains her symptoms and the circumstances. The doctor does several tests. The doctor says they will phone the results in an hour.

Emily grabs her stuff and goes home to wait for the results.

What does she find out?

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