Megan's mommy issue

Megan sobbed on the phone for what felt like forever. Her sister was gone and she was next to have this bastard mutilate her brain. Though he hadn't spoken yet. He just sat there listening to her crying. Sitting on the floor unable to move she cried harder. Eventually though the voice spoke.

"I know this is upsetting but we must be getting on with it. So stop crying now." And Megans cries ceased immediately. Sorrow turned to rage in her throat.

"You bastard, give me back my sister. You vile shit I'm going to find you somehow." She knew it was futile but decided she wanted to go out fighting, and he let her spew her venom. For a time at least.

"Quiet now Megan." And her tirade stopped. "You've quite the mouth on you don'tcha? I think I can put it to better use though." Megan's lips quivered.

"I have quite the collection of ladies as you might have guessed and one thing keeps happening. They keep getting pregnant. Normally I just have them aborted but I've been thinking that I might just be leaving money on the table. That's where you come in."

"Megan, listen to my words and internalize them to your core."

"Forget your life, forget your family."

"Forget... life... family." She took one final look at her sister before recognition fell from her mind. The woman in the corner was a stranger now and that's how it would stay. She knew she used to know who that woman was but it's as if that knowledge was inked over by permanent marker.

"Forget your friends, forget your personality."

"Forget... friends...personality." She wanted to fight but she knew it was futile. The memories, the aspects of Megan that made her who she is started to fade away and a nothingness filled her soul. It frightened her. Megan was nothing just an empty title to a body. She needed something to hold or she feared she would simply vanish.

"Motherhood is now the most important thing in the world to you."

"Motherhood... most important." She clung to that thought and held it close. Finally, the nothingness in her was replaced with longing.

"You want nothing more than to be pregnant, to take care of little baby girls."

"Pregnant... baby girls." The nothingness in her soul replaced itself with a nothingness in her womb. She was not pregnant and the thought sickend her.

"You want to take care of all my girls babies."

"All... your girls... babies." The idea planted itself firmly in her mind. It would be perfect. The voice must have loads of babies for her and she could make more. A smile crept across her face.

"I am your master. You want nothing more than to have my baby."

"My... master... your... baby."

"Yes Mama Megan. This is your new life."

"Mama Megan... new life." She loved the title. The voice was curious if she would take to it without an order, he was confident she would.

"Hand the phone to the next girl and go down to the car. There are babies waiting for their new mama." Megan nearly threw the phone to Annie and rushed out the door to her new life.