Ashley reads

"All right. You know this book better than I do," you say, handing her the book. "Just no funny business."

Ashley nods. "That's right, Mommy. No funny business." Ashley slides her finger down the side of the book until stopping at a yellow tab. She opens the book to that page, but before she starts, you give her another warning, "Ashley. Is this going to help me?"

"Oh, it'll definitely help you," Ashley responds. She begins to read, "Pānui ko taku tangata ka waiho tenei te kukune e wha tekau wiki te wahine tuatahi i kitea i roto."

Ashley closes the book, and smiles. Nothing happens. "Ashley, I'm still a woman with huge lactating breasts. Nothing has changed."

"It should," she responds. "At least I hope it does. I bought this book off the internet, so I don't know which ones work and which ones don't." As Ashley says this, she is slowly starting to fade away. It is like she is turning invisible.

"Ashley, what's happening to you? You're disappearing!" you scream.

Ashley looks around. "Then it does work Mommy! I know you're not going to feel like my Mommy until you give birth to me and raise me and ---" with that Ashley is gone. Everything else in the apartment has stayed the same.

"Ashley?" you cry out for her. "Where are you?" Suddenly, a sharp pain strikes your belly. You feel your stomach expand and blow up like a balloon. The pain is unbearable. 'What's happening' you think to your self. You strip and try to walk around, but it's too difficult and too painful. You can only waddle around the room, as your belly has expanded to 50 inches around. You waddle to the bathroom and look at yourself in the mirror. Your tits have grown again, and your belly has huge stretch marks.

'I'm pregnant!' you realize. 'I'm pregnant with Ashley! And it looks like I'm about to pop!' With that thought, your stomach muscles tighten. Your lower back, already in pain from the sudden increase in breast size, adds to the tension. You double over in pain. There's a trickle down your leg coming from where your penis used to be? Is it trying to come back? You look at the mirror. No, your water has broken. You try to lie down, but cannot get comfortable. You rummage through your clothes and dial 911.

"Hello? I think I'm in labor."

"Where are you?" the operator asks. You have recall the name of the apartment complex Ashley lives in and the number of her apartment and wait. 'Are my boobs going to get bigger if I leave the apartment you wonder?' That thought quickly fades away when another contraction hits. An ambulance arrives ten minutes later and whisks you to the hospital. On the way, you notice nothing has happened to your breasts. 'Of course,' you realize, 'because I'm not leaving Ashley. She's inside of me.'

They take you inside the hospital. One of the nurses checks you out. She asks if your water has broken, and feels inside you to check how far along you are. No one has touched your pussy since its development, and the shock makes it more uncomfortable. The nurse adds more bad news, "My, you've already dilated to a ten. We need to get this baby out of you now."

"Wait," you say. "What about **** or something?" The nurse informs you it's too late for that. Another nurse comes in with the on call doctor. The lift your legs into stirrups so you can begin pushing.

With all of your strength, you push at each contraction and when the nurse tells you. Roughly twenty pushes later, out pops a newborn baby. The pressure from the contractions is gone, and you are so relieved you start crying. They run tests on her and check her weight, swaddle her up and bring her to you.

The baby is so cute, and you've just been through so much together. You are developing a maternal instinct you didn't know you had. You smile at your new baby.

"I'll give you a few minutes before we transport you to the recovery wing. You'll meet the lactation consultant there." the nurse tells you.

You notice your breasts have begun to hurt like they did this morning. "I don't think that'll be necessary," you respond. You take the breast closest to the baby's face and she instinctively starts sucking. The suckling eases the pain of that breast. You realize you'll be nursing Ashley for a long, long time.

"What's the baby's name?' the nurse asks you. "We need to put a hospital band on her leg."

"Ashley."