Chapter 4: It’s Mrs. Norris, but Squawg is influencing her

Chapter 4: It’s Mrs. Norris, but Squawg is influencing her

by: Imageviewer

"joh-Johnny?" Mrs Norris asked, confused and holding her head like she was experiencing a hang over.

It was relieving to see that she was alright, you rush to help her up to her feet, trying not to direct your eye's down below her large belly where the dress had fallen off to expose her Maternity panties that was spotting a visible tear that exposed her woman hood, she was oblivious to her lower naked state or the lump protruding from her 9 month Pregnant belly that hanged out from the cover her shirt that was barely able to hold her swollen breasts lactating breast that looked ready to pop out of their confinement.

"Are you alright Mrs. Norris?" you asked as helped support her on her feet as she looked like she was experiencing a major hang over and ready to pass out, you were still curious about the alien currently nestling inside her womb and what it was doing but you were more concerned for her safety and the safety of the unborn children within.

Norris's mind was like a jumbled up mess of thoughts and memories that she couldn't keep of hold off or even think about, not even the memory or reality of what had just happened a moment ago had sunk in or the fact that she was half naked before you. "yeah... I think I am." I groggily answered before turning to you "Would you mind.... helping me get back home?" she asked as the memory of her home was a reoccurring thought in her messy train wreck of a mind.

"of course." you answered, getting into a support position for her with you're hands resting on her hips while her arm was adorned over your shoulders and together you walked slowly down the street in the direction to her house.

On the way there as you took it slow you were increasingly concerned for her because of the extra-terrestrial currently residing within her and you don't know what it can do or what it's capable of doing while in her, still you kept checking on her as you walked "How...are you feeling?" you asked, curious to see if there are any changes.

Mrs. Norris didn't know how to feel, it was as if she didn't know how to feel right now other then wanting to go home... but other then home her thoughts were occupied by you and you alone. Her eye's would dart to you as you walked with her, she could feel the gentle touch of your hands on her hips which was pleasant along with the concern for her being which was touching.

Norris didn't know how to describe what she was feeling other then feel like some outside **** was manipulating her thoughts and curiously prodding at her memories and emotions about you in a way that increased her feelings for you as you continued to help her get home.

-later-

after a while of walking back you managed to help her make it back to her house, her door was unlocked thank god and you helped move her inside before closing the door behind you before helping her to the couch where you helped her sit down.

she had her head down and looked down at her feet in silence which was what you had throughout the whole journey here as she stopped responding to you for sometime even though she continued to walk. It was concerning and you were fearing the worst for her "Mrs Norris?" you called out to the silent woman who continued to looked down at her feet.

Though hesitant you slowly reached out to touch her "Mrs Norris?" again you asked your hand inches from touching her "Mrs Nor-" Suddenly she grabbed your arm and in a feat of amazing strength pulled you into the couch and span onto you. You found yourself laying on the soft and comfortable furniture with the heavily pregnant woman sitting above you Panting like she was trying to cool herself down.

You didn't know what was going to happen as she continued to sit on you breathing heavily before she lifted her head and....?