Lois Gets Bigger And Bigger

Lois Lane sipped her beer. The table was covered with empties. Her robe had slowly slid apart, pushed open by her growing stomach...and it was growing now, there was no mistake about that. She had taken the morning-after pill and washed it down with energy drinks and ****, but it hadn't stopped the pressure as whatever it was grew within her abdomen. The pale skin stretched unnaturally until the rounded curve of her belly touched the table, and with a grunt Lois **** herself up and began to pace.

It could take a few hours for the pill to take effect. The cramps that the morning-after brought were unpleasant, but at the moment all Lois could hope was that they started before she got too big. Whatever was inside of her, she wanted it out. Gone. Flushed down the toilet like so many other mistakes.

The minutes passed, and Lois Lane paced back and forth the length of her apartment. Her stomach gurgled, and the pressure was something she could feel. Like the bloating that came with a period, or a heavy meal. Just this sense of something inside of her, pushing out from within. She scratched at the skin where the sash had cinched tight over her swollen stomach...and then in a fit of drunken pique she shed her robe, to stand in front of the full-length mirror in her bedroom, to sip beer and stare at her transformed body.

Lois did not know much about pregnancy, but she guessed if she was pregnant she would be four or five months along. It was definitely a more pronounced swelling of the abdomen than anything she had experienced from eating the wrong food or during a period; the shape was wrong too. The swell was high on her abdomen, just below the ribs, centered on her navel and protuberant. As if she had somehow swallowed a cantaloupe whole.

The reporter scratched under her breasts. She stared at her nipples. Were they any different than when she had seen them last? Darker? Puffier? She reached down and squeezed them. Was it her imagination or were they more sensitive. They were still pink, which to Lois was a good thing...

She turned to the side and noticed how pronounced the swell was. Her stance had shifted. She didn't feel heavier, but it looked like she was carrying the weight more in the front, and the belly was even more obvious when seen from the side...and the reporter stood there. The beer slowly disappeared, and she couldn't tell if it was her imagination or if the belly really was getting bigger...and then she saw, definitely saw, that the gap between the rounded curve of her abdomen and the edge of the mirror was narrower now.

I'm still growing, Lois thought. Irritated, she went back to the kitchen for another energy drink. If the pill was ever going to work, it had better be soon...