An Unnatural Birth

Time: 0631, March 11th, 2154

Location: Lucy's Lament Colonial Medical Center

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"Holy shit." Said Annalise. "What the fuck are we going to do?"

She stood with Wyandotte and Fischer behind a pane of one-way glass so that they could watch Jennifer from the other room. Fischer was still in staunch horror while Wyandotte seemed flustered in some other manner. Olivia and Gianna had worked Jennifer out of the remnants of her pressure suit and had put a gown on her, but they could still see the girl's belly shifting and moving beneath it.

"Need to get her in to a Deep Anatomical Scan." Fischer said. Wyandotte nodded. "What did you say happened when you attempted the ultrasound?"

"It won't read." Annalise said. "It' like the parasite is interfering with both exterior and vaginal attempts."

"And Joyce checked her cervix?" Wyandotte said.

"No efacing, no dilation." Said Annalise.

The three women watched the nurses work with Jennifer. Her belly was literally shifting and growing before their eyes, peeking out from Below the gown on more than one occasion as she twisted and turned and groaned in her struggle to get comfortable.

"I'll administer the scan." Said Dr. Wyandotte. "You two get some rest and then start that post mortem."

The two women looked at each other and returned to the lounge. Dr. Wyandotte smiled and entered the room with Jennifer, Olivia, and Gianna.

"How do you feel?" The doctor asked.

"Please... Help me." Said Jennifer. It was practically a whimper. "I feel it moving. There's so much pressure."

The girls stomach made an audible groan, and the sound of liquid churning filled Wyandotte's ears. Jennifer's hands clutched her distended belly and she leaned forward, moaning. Wyandotte laid a hand on Jennifer's belly between her hands and felt life shifting within.

"Let's get you down to DAS." She said. She helped Jennifer up off the bed. The girls belly threatened to push the gown up high enough to expose her crotch. Her belly protruded out another inch in the seconds she was standing. She whimpered.

"Let me get a wheelchair." Olivia said.

"Won't be necessary." Dr. Wyandotte said. "She needs to walk."

Jennifer's groans were of protest, but she waddled with the doctor regardless. The two walked side by side down the hall, Jennifer's arm draped in Dr. Wyandottes. She threatened to double over at least twice as she went.

The DAS room was a metal table centered beneath a series of robotic arms, all outfitted with scanners. The doctor helped Jennifer up on the table and the ordered her to strip the gown off. She was completely naked. The girls skin pimpled with gooseflesh. Wyandotte smiled as she took in the sight of her.

"Gorgeous." She said. "Your breasts are swelling too."

She reached her hand out and pinched a nipple. Milk streamed out and over he pregnant belly.

"What a wonderful creature." Dr. Wyandotte said. She licked her lips. "How's it feel to know you're about to be a mother?"

"You wouldn't be smiling if this happened to you!" Jennifer protested.

"Unfortunately we'll never know, but I believe you're wrong." Dr. Wyandotte said.

Jennifer gasped and moaned. Her belly thrust itself outward, the sound of her skin stretching following it. They could hear the sloshing of amniotic fluid inside the girl. "Just... Just help me."

"That's what I'm doing." Dr. Wyandotte assured her. She leaned the girl back on the table, one hand on her back for support, the other caressing her belly and then down between her legs.

Jennifer whimpered, her hands clutching her swollen abdomen while it roiled and churned violently.

"First I have to check you." Dr Wyandotte said. Her fingers caressed the slit of Jennifer's cunt, feeling the wetness just beyond the lips. She continued pushing her finger in, first one, followed by two. Jennifer's hips bucked while the doctor pushed deeper, one hand on her distended belly, the other knuckle deep inside her.

Then Dr. Wyandotte felt it. A hardened mucus plug at the back of the girls birth canal, completely covering her cervix.

"Please... Don't." Said Jennifer.

"You just asked me to help you." Said Dr. Wyandotte. "So I'm going to help you."

Her fingers broke the seal at the edge of the plug. Jennifer convulsed, her vagina contracting and forcing the object, nearly the size of half a tennis ball, out onto the table. She screamed, and then settled back against the table.

" You'll feel some pressure." Dr. Wyandotte said as she continued her work. She positioned her finger at the opening of Jennifer's cervix. Jennifer begged her to stop, not to do anything else, but Dr. Wyandotte simply smiled and **** one finger through the opening of Jennifer's cervix. She screamed. A slight stream of fluid, mostly mucus, hit the table as the doctor circled the bottom of the amniotic sack with her finger.

"There. Hopefully that'll start your labor soon." Said Wyandotte. She leaned forward and kissed the small of Jennifer's stretched belly before licking up to her belly button and withdrawing her fingers. She wiped the wet mucus on the back of one of the girl's legs, then reached for the DAS controls.

The arms sprung to life and hovered over Jennifer and she writhed and moaned, her legs pistoned to and fro as her belly rocked from side to side and then protruded even further out. She was bigger than she would have been at nine months now with a normal pregnancy, possibly even carrying twins.

The screen Dr. Wyandotte was standing at showed the upper portion of Jennifer's body first. It scanned through layers of skin, muscle, even the fatty cushions of her breasts. Within seconds the beating of her heart was clearly visible. The contents of her swollen stomach, however, remained blurred out. The entire thing was nothing but a blue-gray blob to the screen.

"Your offspring is interfering with our scanners." The doctor said.

"Ooohh God." Jennifer said. She moaned and clutched her stomach.

"Take a deep breath and relax." Dr. Wyandotte said. "It'll all be over soon enough. DAS is fast. Just try to be still."

"It hurts..." Jennifer said with a gasp. Liquid gushed and hit the table. Wyandotte clasped her hands together in excitement as she watched.

"It will toward the end." Dr. Wyandotte said. She watched as Jennifer's belly stretched outwards at nearly impossible dimensions. It swelled forward and to the sides and jerked. Jennifer held tight with her hands.

"I can't do this." She said. Her stomach became visibly hardened as the first hard contraction hit and the girl moaned and then rolled off the table. The wet slap of her body hitting the tile floor filled the room.

"You have to." Dr. Wyandotte said. Jennifer was already bracing herself against the side of the examination table and getting up on her knees. Her legs spread. Dr. Wyandotte could see her sex swelling, leaking amniotic fluid. Another gush sprayed the floor. Jennifer screamed and doubled over. Another gush. She shuddered and strained. A leg, something black and green and chitonous, extended from her pussy.

"There it is!" Dr. Wyandotte said with glee. "There's your baby!"

Jennifer strained and screamed again. The creature, approximately the size of a bird, hit the floor. There was a second where the girl sighed in relief while Wyandotte pondered what she had just seen.

Then she was racked by another contraction.

The second creature hit the floor next to the first. The first was already scrambling to its feet. It was an odd thing, with six legs and a shell not unlike an insect. A small head protruded from one end, and it dragged a number of small tentacles underneath it.

A third hit the ground, then a fourth, fifth, and sixth.

Jennifer breathed sigh of relief as the contractions stopped. She turned and sat down on her ass in a puddle of amniotic fluid, her hand smoothing over her still slightly swollen midriff. The tiny creatures that she had given birth to scampered about her feet for a moment, and suddenly were moving. They ran up the walls and over the ceiling. Then one pried open a vent cover and they disappeared.

Jennifer slumped and whimpered, a slight cry exiting her mouth before she wiped her forehead with the back of her hand.

"I'm glad that's over." She said. Dr. Wyandotte came to her side and kneeled.

"You did well. Let's get you back on the table." The doctor said as she helped Jennifer up. "For now on... You'll be my personal plaything."

Then Annalise, Olivia, and Joyce were at the door.

"What the hell happened?!"