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Chapter 18 by Zeebop Zeebop

Does Lois Flee or Finish Reading?

Finish Reading

Moment by moment, Lois could feel the stone grow heavier within her belly...and felt too the flesh weighed down by it, stretching painfully. Striving for any degree of relief, she ended up squatting in the middle of the circle'd sigil, which at least kept the weight of it off of her internal organs, although it made the distension in her stomach more obvious, the rounded mass visible through her belly as it pressed out between the bottom of her shirt and the waist of her pants.

Struggling to focus, the reporter's lips moved as she sounded out the last fragment of Latin:

LAPIS CARNEM UTERO PROCEDENT FULMEN

It was hard to concentrate on the words, the pain in Lois' canal seemed to be growing alongside the terrible stone thing inside of her, stretching her flesh to its limit.

Stone...lapis means stone. Carnem, flesh. Utero...uterus...womb. Sweat beaded Lois' face, her breath coming out a bit short as she paintaking made the translation... "Flesh to stone, within the womb come forth...Blaze?" The last word didn't make any sense...maybe it was a name or a...

Around Lois, the black candles suddenly sparked into life. A moment of dizziness sent Lois on her backside. A sudden spasm ran through the reporter, her whole body seeming to contract around a single point: her cunt. Deep within herself, the obstinate, growing mass shifted...not deeper within, as before, but now slowly the other way.

As the pain subsided, and her muscles relaxed, the reporter noticed that she was now at the very center of the sigil...in more or less the position of the female figure within...and almost without thought she ran back the words from the wall...

And the devil was made incarnate. And made woman.

I conjure thee in the name of the indivisible Great Mother.

Flesh to stone, within the womb come forth: Blaze.

All too suddenly, realization came to Lois: That's a spell. And I'm in the circle. If this Blaze is to come forth, where are they going to come forth from?

The reporter looked down at her distended stomach, the hard object within painfully pressing against the skin. Another contraction hit, Lois' pelvic muscles instinctively pushing, and the bulk shifted slightly. The woman's heart sank as she felt the answer to her question had just been provided.

What Can Lois Do?

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