The Speculum Stays In

...or so Lois thought. Instead, she felt the not-entirely-unpleasant stretching as the nurse slowly widened the speculum again.

"Um," Lois said. "What's going on?"

"While your results are processed, since you're already willing, there's no reason not to go ahead and begin the treatment." The nurse said. She walked over to one of the cabinets, and opened the door to reveal a sturdy-looking safe with a pinpad and a retinal scan. The door opened to reveal a number of clear plastic objects like overlarge syringes with blunt tips. The nurse took one down, locked the safe, and returned back to Lois.

"The augmentations we do here are non-surgical. This," she held up the syringe, which Lois could now see was full of a white liquid, and had been slathered with a clear lubricant jelly, "contains the substance that will actually perform the transformation. We need to introduce it into your system."

"I...guess drinking it is out of the question?" Lois said weakly.

"Don't worry dear," the nurse said, and Lois could feel her lay the syringe on the speculum that held her gaping pussy lips apart. "Just lie back and think of those wonderful new breasts."

Lois did lie back, and Maria held her hand. The syringe penetrated her. There was no other word for it. The nurse was slow, and gentle, but firm, pressing it ever downwards, ever deeper. Lois grimaced as the hard, cold length opened up her vaginal canal. She looked at her own crotch, and swore she could see her belly distended where the syringe was poking through. Eventually, she felt a stabbing deep within, and gave voice to an audible "Ouch!" The nurse immediately backed off a little, but only a little.

"Sorry dear. That was your cervix. It's at the mouth of your womb now. I'm going to begin discharging..."

The reporter couldn't feel it. Not really. Though there was a certain sensation of fullness, a pressure that was growing moment by moment. But the whole procedure was very uncomfortable, and not just physically. It resembled certain...other procedures, a little too closely. She wondered what the fluid was she was being pumped with. Wondered why it had to be pumped straight into her womb. The answers that floated to mind weren't encouraging.

"What is this stuff, exactly?" She asked the nurse.