Intentional Contamination

Time: 0335, March 12th, 2154

Location: Lucy's Lament Colonial Operations Management Center

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Jessica groaned and pulled her knees tighter into her belly. She had slept on and off since her interaction with Dr. Wyandotte over the intercom, but she had come to a point where her body couldn't fight its exhaustion any longer. She drifted in and out of restless sleep, unable to get over the ****, Wyandotte's complete detachment from her feelings over the incident, and the **** she had been pumped full of. The creature in the vent was there looking at her every time she woke up, making sure she was alright.

At least someone cares, she thought at one point through a mental haze.

The cramps intensified as the night went on. She was barely aware of the way her belly swelled, stretched out in front of her like she was pregnant with twins, even as she caressed it with both hands in a bid to find some sort of comfort. Lumps rolled against the surface as something moved inside.

She didn't full wake up from her stupor until the wee hours of the morning.

The first thing she was aware of was that she was still in the Operations Management Center. The next was that her guardian had wandered off, probably to impregnate their next victim. She stroked her stomach at the thought.

Then she felt the hard contraction of her uterine walls.

Jessica moaned and leaned forward, one hand propping her up, the other cradling her swollen belly.

"Oooh..." She groaned, leaning into the contraction. Her cheeks, just below her eyes, grew damp with sweat.

"Ah, looks like it's starting." Said Dr. Wyandotte over the intercom. Jessica tried to say something back to her but couldn't. Her body was racked in labor pains.

Then the doors opened.

Jessica was too busy holding her belly to try to crawl away immediately, though she could hear voices somewhere out in the corridor...