You need some more time to let this situation sink in.

You sat frozen on the couch, your mind racing as you tried to process the sudden turn of events. Carrie and Melody were grinning at you, clearly enjoying your discomfort.

"Come on, don't be such a spoilsport," Melody said. You're still not really used to hearing your own voice from this perspective. "This is what you wanted, isn't it? To experience pregnancy? Well, now's your chance."

"But I never meant for it to go this far," you protested weakly. Your hands were still clasped around your swollen belly, marveling at the strange sensation. "I just wanted to try it on for size, not actually... you know..."

"Actually what?" Carrie asked, a wicked gleam in her eye. "Get fucked? Have a man worship your pregnant body? Don't tell me you're not curious."

You felt your face flush at the crude words. You couldn't deny the thrill that ran through you at the thought, but the reality of it was terrifying.

"I... I don't know," you stammered. "This is all happening so fast. What if Dave actually figures out I'm not really Melody? What if he hates it?"

"Oh please," Melody scoffed. "He's a red-blooded man. He'll be all over this." She gestured to your body, causing you to blush even deeper.

Carrie leaned in close, her breath hot against your ear. "Think about it. You'll be experiencing pregnancy from the inside out. Every touch, every sensation... it'll be like nothing you've ever felt before. And the best part? When it's over, you can go back to your old life, no consequences. Or at least... That is when Melody agrees to of course. I mean, you remember the restrictions of the spell, right?"

You shivered at the seductive whisper.

Just then, the doorbell rang, making you jump. Carrie grinned. "Showtime," she purred.

Melody rubbed her hands together in anticipation. "This is going to be good. I can't wait to see the look on Dave's face when he gets a load of you."