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Chapter #7
A Mother To Be
by: Unknown
"Who is the best mother of all?" as the words leave her reflection Sam feels a tingle in her stomach that travels throughout her body as her blue eyes widen in shock. This spell was just a fortunetelling spell that she used every night before bed as practice. However these words were never once spoken, usually it was just the fairest of them all or which path she should avoid the next day. This never happened before!
"In fact, if you just head into your room and look at the mirror in there, I'm sure you'll find out just what you've done to yourself!"
"No way...." Sam mutters as the words spoken by her reflection some time ago enter her mind.
"Yes way." The mirror's image smirks as it rubs its own stomach softly and. "You've messed with forces beyond your knowing Samantha Florence, now you have to pay the price. The price of motherhood. You'll become the greatest mother of them all."
"Motherhood I can't become a mother I'm too busy- No wait!" Trying to get something more out of the refection, which gives her a knowing grin, Samantha's image changes back to match her own expression of utter shock and horror as her stomach suddenly lurches causing her facial expression to distort as she runs to the bathroom close to her bedroom, numerous literate based objects on display as she swipes the light on, the toilet seat open and vomits her last meal into it. With a grunt of disgust Sam flushes the toilet and goes to wash her face only to see a slight change in the full length mirror near the door as she turns around.
"This can't be real...." Sam mutters as she looks at her stomach. Her stomach felt slightly off causing the twenty year to lift her old loose shirt. Even if it was hard to see with her shirt on it was noticeable without, her belly was slightly bloated as if she ate a very large meal beforehand. But the redhead didn't eat much before bed....she never did. Moving a nervous hand down Sam pokes it with a finger to feel a hard and thick surface of her skin her thin finger barely even sinking into it.
"Ah shit.....What do I do? What do I do!?" Sam starts to panic, she's college student she has no time to raise a kid or even bear a baby. The college community will start rumors making it even harder for her to enjoy her classes and they might even kick her out depending on how many classes she misses....she's got to fix this.
The question is how?
Looking down at her stomach Shakespeare’s words written on her loose shirt never had more meaning, “To Be Or Not To Be?”
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