Pregnancy

Laura's face suddenly twisted in pain. Her left hand was still holding the bottle, sip after sip, but her right hand was clenched against her stomach.

-Mmmmmh...she moaned painfully between two gulps.

At first Deborah thought her friend was bloated after drinking so much, but she soon saw that it was much worse. It was all going too fast, it was unnatural. She saw her friend's belly grow visibly bigger, her skin tightening, and her hips widening to unreal proportions. Suddenly she saw a bump appear and then disappear, as if something inside was kicking its way out. She opened her eyes when she realised what was happening :

-Laura...you're pregnant.

Laura's eyes widened in horror. She wanted to call for help, but her mouth, literally glued to the bottle, wouldn't allow it.

-Hmmm, she whispered, her eyes rolling in her sockets, becoming two white globes.

Now her belly was down to the level of her knees, making it more and more difficult to stand. She wanted to hold on to a piece of furniture, but lost her balance. Laura fell heavily to the side, her head hitting the furniture violently. She moaned and put her hand on the wound on her forehead.

Instead of the blood she had been expecting, milk was flowing from her open forehead, the same milk, replacing all the fluids in her body.

Unable to get up, she remained lying on her back, her cries of pain muffled by the bottle she was eagerly drinking against her will. Her breasts had also reached gargantuan proportions. Now her arms and legs seemed thin and weak due to this change in the balance of her body mass. She could only watch helplessly as her belly stretched further and further out, so distended that it seemed ready to burst. Now, an tall adult could have been stored there. Laura moaned in pain, her difformed body now completely naked, her eyes all white, praying for an end to her suffering.

Finally, taking everyone by surprise, the magic around the bottle seemed to release its grip, and Laura's mouth finally came off with a sticky noise.

-Help me," she articulated between two sobs of milk, "it's moving...it's moving inside me...I'm going to burst, I'm going to....