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Chapter 49 by Miriam Miriam

The aftermath

A small reminder...

After breaking all ties with the porn studio you are quickly **** to find another job when your landlord reminds you the rent is late again. You manage to appease him{If redpay=0}{else} with the money you earned from your first 'audition'{endif}, but in your desperation to get more cash you end up back in your old job at the grocery store. Your boss there is still an asshole, but at least he has the integrity to admit that he had a hard time finding a good replacement for you, so you get to work as a cashier again.

Two months later, as you are adding up the receipts from the register, you are suddenly hit with a strong tingling sensation in your stomach. You stop what you're doing and take a deep breath, a wave of nausea coming over you. The sensation goes away after a minute, and you think nothing of it as you finish counting the receipts until your shift ends.

But the next day, when you are just about to leave the store, the same thing happens. This continues on for a few days, and while you're not feeling great, you just continue doing your job. Then after the fifth day, you wake up feeling extremely nauseous. You start to retch, and only barely make it to the bathroom.

You spend the morning feeling terrible, and after skipping lunch you decide to just spend the rest of the afternoon in bed. As you lie there, fears start flooding your mind while you desperately try to think of an explanation for your condition. You had already noticed your belly had been feeling slightly swollen lately, but you've just been chalking that up to an unhealthy eating pattern. The more damning evidence is that you haven't had your period in at least two months. Until now you had been pushing this knowledge to the back of your mind while you kept the focus on keeping yourself afloat financially.

The next morning you find yourself peeing in a cup in order to confirm or debunk your suspicions. Your stomach churns as you read the result from the pregnancy test and realize it reveals what you already knew all along:

You're pregnant!

It has really happened. You have gotten yourself knocked up after getting inseminated by some stranger in your desperation for money. A part of you knows this could all have been avoided. You feel like you can't be any more disappointed with yourself.

You spend the rest of the day in bed, gently rubbing your pregnant belly and realizing your life has now completely broken apart. You are a fallen star, if anything.

The End

Author's note: Thank you so much for reading! Any and all feedback is welcome. Please feel free to let me know your thoughts, or if you encountered any spelling mistakes or story path errors. You can restart the story below. ~ Miriam

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