Lisa gets up in the middle of the night.

The two lay in bed together as the night rolled over them and shadows crept across the silent house. Lisa had trouble getting to sleep, and even in her sleep she tossed and turned. Strange visions and feelings assaulted her slumber as the immensity of what now confronted her fell upon her mind.

Suddenly, Lisa's eyes shot open. She had been breathing heavily, and her heart raced in her well-endowed chest. She felt sweat roll down her forehead and reached up to wipe her fiery red hair from her eyes. Lisa was confused, and she looked about the room. "Wha--" she began, as she noticed that Jonny was not in the bed next to her. Where had he gone? She looked the other way, this time toward the window, and she saw the bright light of the sun as it hung low in the sky. Streaks of pink ran across the clouds and cast a sort of reddish glow everywhere outside. Lisa wiped the sleep from her eyes and glanced at the clock. It read 5:47 PM. "PM?," Lisa began, "what the hell happened?" she said to herself. She had gone to sleep at the normal time the night before . . . at least she was pretty sure it was the night before. How could she have slept so late? Why didn't Jonny wake her up? Where had he gone?

Lisa moved suddenly to get out of the bed, setting her feet on the floor and moving to stand. Suddenly, she stopped. A sharp pain tore through her stomach. She held her hand to her belly and looked down. "Oh my god," she said as she looked down and saw herself. She was not dressed in the nightgown she had gone to bed in. Rather, she saw her jiggle-prone boobs peeking out of the tops of a very tight-fitting black dress, one with a low-cut top that left little of her chest to the imagination. It was lacy and black in color. The notable thing, though, was not the sexy little black dress, or even the boobs, which were admirable by any standard. Lisa looked down and saw a giant bulge in her belly. "How the hell--" she began as she ran her hands slowly across her bulging stomach. It was as though she had swallowed a couple basketballs. "I'm not supposed to be this big already," Lisa said as surprise, fear, and confusion gripped her, "I just found out yesterday . . . baby shouldn't be here for months," she said.

A noise was suddenly audible outside the bedroom door. Lisa's head jerked up and in that direction. She slowly and gingerly stepped forward, as silent and careful as she could be given her bloated body. She felt the jiggle of her belly and boobs as she snuck up to the doorway and listened. It sounded like laughter and conversation . . . mostly female voices, and some of them sounded familiar. "Get into me next please? I've been waiting all night, and I want you in me!" said one of the women. "And can you make me addicted to chocolate for at least a couple weeks . . . my husband likes curvy women, and I'm hoping some of the extra weight goes right to my tits," came another voice. Then a third voice chimed in. "Can you jump into my pool boy and fuck me? He's sexy, but he tells me I remind him too much of his mother," she asked.

"Ladies, please, all in good time . . . I've got plans for this city yet, and I'll be happy to help you all once I begin the next phase of my plan," came a familiar male. It was Jonny!!! Surely he could help . . . if he couldn't, then who could? Lisa quickly bounded out of the darkness of her bedroom and into the light of the living area. After a few short seconds of walking, bounced her curvy body into the living room, where she saw a bunch of people sitting together on the couch, mostly women, but some men. The women were in various stages of undress, though a couple were fully clothed. Lisa looked them over. There was Amanda Long, a woman of 32 known for her toned body and relentless fitness regimen. She had blonde hair and a pretty smile. Apparently her husband liked women with a bit more junk in the trunk, as well as in the chest, because hers was the voice that asked Jonny to make her addicted to chocolate. At the moment, she leaned over Jonny sexily with her arm around Jonny as she smiled like a little schoolgirl at him. Amanda was quite familiar to Lisa; it turned out that Amanda was a partner of a major accounting firm in the city known to handle the auditing of the government's books. They were heavy hitters.

Lisa saw another face she recognized--that of Beverley Bivens, a woman aged 43 years Lisa had met in law school. Beverley had black hair and a curvy, voluptuous body that had made a couple concessions to age. She had never had any children, as her work had prevented it. She had a loveless marriage with a man fifteen years her senior who spent much of the time out of the country on business. It turned out that the curvy cougar Beverley harbored rather intense feelings for her pool boy, because she had been the one who asked Jonny to posses him and use his body to fuck her. Today, Beverley wore tight-fitting yoga pants, but no top at all. Her bouncing breasts were barely contained by a lacy red braw, and she shoved her boobs about as close to Jonny's face as she could.

Some of the other women in the room included Janet Rife, who ran the city's health department and was 37, as well as Linda Glass, a woman of 39 with a Harvard MBA and the task of managing the retirement plans for city workers by investing properly in various mutual funds, stocks, annuities, etc. There were also a couple other women Lisa did not recognize. Both of them were dressed in skimpy bathing suits. The strange thing was that no one seemed to find any of this odd--people at Lisa's house in the evening with partially naked women just walking around in polite company caused not even the slightest pause.

Lisa saw a man she recognized too--Jackson Stevens, a 64-year old bald man with a bulging gut and short stature. He was a lawyer with the firm that Lisa used to work for. He'd been assigned to the section that handled securities litigation and had risen through the ranks to partner and ended up running that particular section of the firm. He made several romantic passes at Lisa without success.

In the middle of all of this was Jonny himself. He sat cooly on the couch with a suit--dark in color, but comfortable. The women hung over him giddily, and the men leaned in to hear whatever pearls of wisdom he might impart. As Lisa stepped gingerly into the light and approached the onlookers and Jonny, one of them looked up. "He sexy," Beverly Bivens said with a smile as her breasts jiggled delightfully. Jonny looked up too--a smile spreading across his face as he saw Lisa. "Hey honey," he said. Lisa tried to fake a smile. "Hey everybody," she said as all the assembled people greeted her. "Jonny," Lisa began, "could I borrow you for a moment," she asked, injecting some urgency into her voice. Jackson Stevens pried his eyes away from Lisa's curvy, pregnant body for a minute and placed his hand on Jonny's shoulder. "Buddy," he said, "when a woman who looks like that demands your presence, get your ass over there," he said with a smile. Jonny smiled back. "Indeed, Jack," he said as he stood up and made his way toward Lisa. The women seemed disappointed as he left.

Jack walked up to Lisa and lowered his voice. "What's up, Lisa?" he asked. Lisa didn't know how to articulate what she was feeling. She looked down at herself, at her bloated belly barely contained by the skimpy dress. "I--" she began, "I don't know what's happening to me," she said as she motioned to her bloated middle and struggled to hold back tears, "my body, I--I just don't understand," she said, giving Jonny a look that indicated her distress. Jonny leaned in and gave Lisa a big hug and a passionate kiss on the lips. "Lisa, you're pregnant," he said, "I know it's no fun . . . I've been pregnant women before, but this is what's supposed to happen. Everything's gonna be fine," he said. "I've got to get back our guests . . . we're planning the baby shower," Jonny declared as he headed back into the living room while Lisa was left there, quite unsatisfied and not feeling better at all.

Lisa stood there and mulled this over in her mind. "Why don't I remember anything between going to bed with Jonny and waking up very pregnant a few minutes ago," Lisa asked no one in particular, still somehow begging for an answer, "did somebody posses me?"