Due II, Part 6 - Female Version

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Due (Prequel) - Female Version

Summary: Sequel to Due. Laura's visit to Derek in jail leads to a chain of uncomfortable events. Contains: Pregnancy/belly expansion, breast expansion.

Note: This is the female version of Due II.

Previous Chapter

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Laura didn’t know why Derek had this effect on her. It scared her a little. Even then, she was tingly, breathless, and wet. It was like a feverish state. And Derek’s proximity wasn’t helping.

After pulling on the clothes the kind nurse had brought for her, Laura made her way out of the bathroom. The fit wasn’t ideal…. The long-sleeved T-shirt hugged her form, and didn’t quite pull down to her waistband. The sweatpants were slightly better, though they tightly hugged the two round mounds of her juicy ass.

Laura eased herself into the chair at Derek’s bedside, Derek frowning at her, clearly displeased by this. Ignoring him, Laura settled in, and as she did, she felt a gentle squirming in her belly. She covered her mouth. The movement was starting up, and it was making her nauseous. When Laura was confident that she wasn’t going to be sick, she slid her hand down to a spot on the side of her belly. She gently rubbed the spot, waiting, but it seemed that the movement had stopped.

“What is it?” said Derek, peering at her.

Laura blushed. “Well…it…” Laura trailed off when Derek’s doctor walked into the room, holding a chart.

When the doctor spotted Laura, he paused and stared at her for a good fifteen seconds, Laura reddening under the scrutiny. Finally, the doctor tore his eyes away, awkwardly clearing his throat. “Mr. Chambers, it appears that your condition is stable. You will return to the jail this afternoon.”

Derek glanced away, seeming to all but care. Meanwhile, Laura frowned.

“Will there be any safeguards?” said Laura. Her belly felt tight. She refrained from holding it, admittedly embarrassed.

The doctor turned to Laura. “That’s up to the warden.”

“Oh…” said Laura.

As the doctor walked out of the room, Laura absently rubbed her belly. She couldn’t stand the thought of Derek being sent back to the place where he had been attacked, but Laura tried not to think about it. “I better be going too,” she said weakly, starting to get up, when she was suddenly assaulted by an overwhelming tightness in her abdomen. Laura sunk back down as she clutched her belly and took long breaths, in and out.

“What’s going on?” said Derek, staring at her, more in fascination than anything else.

“Not…sure…” Laura grunted out, her belly heaving. She was reminded of the growth spurts she’d had previously, but this was far worse. “Nnnghhhh…” she groaned as her skin prickled and insides ached, her belly pushing out an inch all around. She had been on the cusp of looking overdue with one baby, and now she officially did. “Ahhhh…ohhhhhhhhh…” Laura desperately rubbed her hands up and down the mound. She felt as though her insides were trying to stretch her farther but her body just couldn’t accommodate it. She grew tighter and tighter, her abdomen reddening and her navel trembling. This was the worst, the absolute worst! All the while, Derek stared blankly. Laura could see that the man had developed an erection.

“Derek…Derek…oh god…I can’t… can’t hold them…” Laura’s body trembled, sweat pouring down her brow. Her back arched as lumps started to rise to the surface of the mound—she sighted knees, elbows, hands, and feet, as the babies squeezed her and struggled to grow. “AAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!”

Doctors and nurses rushed into the room.

“That’s the kidnapping victim. She’s pregnant again.”

“Is she in labor?”

“Check her vitals.”

Suddenly a mask was being lowered over Laura’s face. She felt her arm being pierced by a needle as she was lifted up onto a gurney, all while she continued to scream. She knew labor, and this wasn’t that. Her belly genuinely felt like it was about to explode. “The…the babies…” Laura groaned out, eyes squeezed shut, face wet with tears. But then her belly pushed out another notch, and the pain was too much for her to handle. She passed out.

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When Laura awoke, she felt incredibly groggy. The room was blurry for a long while before her eyes adjusted to her surroundings. It appeared that she was still in the hospital…now lying in a bed of her own, tucked in, like she’d been there a while. And there was no sign of Derek.

What happened? Laura wondered as her eyes drifted to the television hanging from the ceiling opposite her bed. According to the date and time on the upper right corner of the screen, it was several days later than what she had thought it to be. How long had she been out? Had she gone into labor?

Laura tried to get up, but judging by the heaviness on her midsection, she had not had the babies. Thank goodness, she thought. She wasn’t anywhere near her due date. Laura’s hand slid to her belly, and it felt different than usual. Even the sensation of her pregnancy perched on her body was different. She felt fuller, heavier. Slowly, her eyes shifted downwards. She pulled down her blankets and reddened at how much she had grown.

Her belly had swelled considerably. She looked the way she had on her original due date with the triplets, only…softer. Her fingers sunk into an unfamiliar padding of fat on her stomach that was at least half an inch thick. Laura’s gaze shifted to her breasts, where she noticed that they were bigger, plumper, her nipples the size of small grapes and protruding against her shirt. Laura continued to stare, her mouth ajar. She shook her head back and forth, almost in denial.

“Ms. Mathers, glad to see you’re awake,” said a woman in a white lab coat as she walked into the room. It must have been her doctor.

Laura swallowed. “What happened to me?” she said weakly. “Why am I...?”

“The weight? Yes, well, it appears that your babies had an unprecedented growth spurt. I had never seen anything like it myself. We had to pump you with fluids and calories just to prevent injury. Your body just isn't meant to stretch that rapidly, even despite your carrying quints.”

“Quints?” Laura swallowed.

“Oh…you didn’t know? Well yes, you are carrying quintuplets. I would have thought you had known by now—surely you’re under the supervison of a specialist? I imagine this is the product of fertility treatments?”

“I…um…” was all that Laura could manage to say.

“Ms. Mathers, I would also like to speak to you about your bloodwork, if you’re feeling up to it.”

Laura nodded. Five babies. She absently held her mound as she tried not to look as panicked as she felt.

“When you were admitted, we did a full work-up, and your labs came back with some unusual results. We found growth hormone in your blood, which would explain the unusual size of the babies, as well as the growth spurts. Is there a particular reason that you were on this?”

“Well…um…” Laura was again at a loss for words. Why would there be growth hormone in her blood? None of this was making any sense. “Where’s Derek?”

“Derek?”

“Derek Chambers. He’s a patient here too. He’s the…” Laura reddened.

“The father? I see. As far as I know, there is no Derek Chambers on this floor, but I can check with the other departments. There’s also the possibility that he was discharged.”

That would make sense considering the fact that Derek had been due to return to jail several days before. Laura frowned to herself.

“I’ll let you get some rest. It looks like you need some time to process all of this. We’ll resume this conversation later,” said the doctor.

Laura nodded in appreciation and the doctor left the room. Leaning back on her bed, Laura held her head as she tried to figure out what the hell was going on.

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It was a restless night of fidgeting and shifting as she tried to adjust to the increased weight of her baby mound. It was during Laura’s anxious overnight at the hospital that she obsessed over the things the doctor had said. She was carrying quints—five babies—inside of her. If that wasn’t bad enough, all five were unusually large. The doctor said it was likely because of the high levels of growth hormone in Laura’s blood. But where had it come from? How was it possible?

That’s when something clicked in Laura’s mind. She thought of the vitamin shots Dr. Jefferies had been giving her, and how the growth spurts always seemed to occur shortly afterwards.

That morning, Laura stared down at her belly. Well, what had she expected? Jefferies was a friend of Derek’s, after all. Maybe the two of them were in on this together. Filling her with babies. Blowing her up beyond her control.

“Considering the unique nature of your condition, it’s going to need close monitoring,” said the doctor as she prepared to discharge Laura.

“Right, I’ll…stay on top of that,” said Laura, feeling miserable.

“And I’m ordering bed rest for the remainder of the pregnancy. Stress can’t be good for you or them. In addition to that, they’re still growing, and may be difficult for your body to support.”

“I think I’ve got it covered,” said Laura bitterly.

The doctor frowned. “I don’t think you do.”

“I don’t know if you’ve heard of me, doctor…Morgan,” Laura said, as she squinted at the doctor’s nametag. “I’m kind of famous. I’ve done this before.”

“I insist that you take my advice seriously. Your last pregnancy was with three babies, this one is with five. I don’t know if you’re currently employed, but you’re going to need to—”

“You don’t think I should work?” Laura frowned at this.

“I know this may be hard for you, Laura, but you’re going to need to be as sedentary as possible for the remainder of this pregnancy. You still have a certain amount of growth hormone in your system. Your body is going through a lot. Think of the children—”

Laura snorted at this. “Trust me doc. They’re in good hands.” With a burst of effort, Laura heaved herself up and eased her fertile body to the edge of the hospital bed. She set her feet on the ground and held onto the bed for support as she stood. Oh god, was all she could think as she looked down at herself, now upright, heavy, and exposed. Oh god, oh god… She was so big already. She breathed deeply, trying her best to maintain her blasé demeanor. It would be a while before she got used to this, before her mind registered her new center of gravity. But for now, she would have to take things slow.

A nurse appeared at the door with a wheelchair. Masking her relief, Laura clutched her plump belly as she waddled over and eased herself down. She stared down at the round mound perched in lap, pressing against the arms of the wheelchair. Why had she done this to herself all over again? And more importantly, what was she going to do now?