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Cockroaches II
🕑 Added 2017-03-23 01:30:51 +0000 UTC Note: This is a story-prompt for mike.-
Trinas enormous insurance deductible made it nearly impossible to secure a doctors appointment. She would have to pay out of pocket, but she didnt nearly have the funds.
Trina did the math. It would take her another month until she had the money. She would simply have to wait this out. Just one more month.
In the meantime, Trina continued to grow. It was getting increasingly awkward for Trina to go out in public, so she spent most of her time locked up in her apartment. There were, however, occasions in which she had no choice but to go outsuch as for client-lunches, for work, or for shopping for necessities. And unfortunately for Trina, no matter where she went, there would soon be a cockroach spotted scuttling around.
They crawled out of her periodically, at least several times an hour, leaving her flushed and squirming as roaches appeared on her thighs, belly, in her bra, even her hair. Occasionally when her belly tightened, Trina would try to make a swift retreat, but she had gotten ungainly by then. She could barely waddle quickly enough to avoid a softball-sized clump of cockroaches pushing into her panties as people gasped and stared at her with looks of horror on their faces. The last time it had occurred, she had been out to dinner with friends. One had fainted right into a plate of hors doeuvres.
Trina looked overdue with triplets. She was large and round, huffing and puffing, and visibly waddling. She could barely squeeze herself into the largest maternity-wear that the mall had to offer. A look at her calendar one night made Trina regretful that she still had another two weeks until she could see her doctor. She just prayed that her growth would slow down.
That night Trinas loins felt especially hot. They were tingly, and pulsed, and she suspected that she was in for a large birth soon.
Despite it, Trina eased herself into her bed, and tried her best to get some sleep. But instead she tossed and turned, and sweated through her night gown, as she tried to tolerate the tight, heavy ball against her, but it was uncomfortable no matter what position she took. Her mound was getting wider than she was, her belly button sticking out like an over timer. She grunted as her loins continued to throb.
There was something in there. Something starting to crown. Thinking it was an especially large clump of cockroaches, Trina scrunched her face, and pushed, but instead of a blob of roaches plopping out, she just felt herself being stretched more. A grunt escaped Trinas lips, and she squirmed in combined discomfort and arousal. She attempted to reach down, to feel her labia, but could barely reach it beyond her bobbing belly as she maneuvered herself awkwardly on the bed.
Trina reached out and turned on her bedside lamp. She awkwardly struggled until she was partly sitting up, then she looked down at her flushed, heaving, sweat-sleeked belly, where it was protruding completely out from beneath the hem of her night gown. Her full breasts were nearly spilling out of the low neckline.
Trina awkwardly drew her knees back, as a woman might do when preparing to give birth. She squeezed her eyes shut, and pushed again. Something shifted outward, something large, that didnt fall apart and spill out of her the way the cockroaches were supposed to.
Breathing heavily, Trina lifted her gaze to the large mirror on her bureau opposite from the bed. She scrutinized herself for a while through the darkness.
It looked like something had crowned. Something had pushed partly out of her. But it wasnt a roach, nor was it human. Trina grunted as her belly tightened. She instinctively pushed more of the mass out of her, feeling simultaneously horrified and confused as more and more of it proceeded, stretching her even wider. Nnnrrghhh
Soon a pinkish, football-sized mass was protruding from her opening, perched on the bed between her legs. It wiggled slightly from time to time, and bulged in certain places. It took Trina a while to realize what it was. Her belly tightened again. Oh god she breathed out, gripped by anxiety. She instinctively pushed, but this time the thing swelled. It was no longer a matter of getting it out of her. It was simply a part of her. Oh god
It was an egg sac.
