This story contains 'INSTANT PREGNANCY', 'EGG LAYING' and some other 'MATURE' themes in graphic detail. If you're not into these kinds of things, then please don't read.
SYNOPSIS: A deep space scout named Angela crash lands on an uncharted planet. Help is on the way, but with a limited supply of rations she has no other choice but to eat the strange purple fruit that seem to cover the planet surface. Unfortunately these fruit have an unusual side effect, and soon Angela finds out just what that is. Her stomach swells along with her chest, leaving her impossibly pregnant. Stranded in a forigen landscape and help still a long way a way, her contractions have started and arent going to wait for anyone.
EXTRACT: She felt the pressure coming back, gradually building and building. Her stomach made a strange sound, and to her absolute dread she felt the strange sensation of her stomach swelling once more. Her skin becoming tighter, as something pushed and stretched it from within. The strange sensation kept growing, building more and more behind her navel. Open mouthed, she watched in disbelief as the once small indent of her bellybutton became flush with the rest of her now curved and protruding midsection, a perfect smooth bulb. But it didn't stop there, it kept going. Gradually she saw it pushing out, only slightly at first. It pushed further and further, growing in width at the same time. The pressure was filling every possible part of her stomach, and now it was stretching, warping and elongating her once perfectly formed navel. Whatever chance she had regaining her once sleek elegant figure was now a fantasy, her stomach muscles now completely lax, stretched out beyond repair. Her skin also continuing to stretch, trying to keep up with her ever increasing mass. She could feel the weight inside her building, her centre of gravity changing, growing out, along with her distending belly. Then it shifted, she could feel the mass of whatever was filling her stomach dropping down between her hips. Outside her new bulbous midsection followed, expanding out and slumping lower. Her hands slipped down to below her stomach, now holding the underside. Realizing that she could now actually put her hands under her once perfectly flat, toned stomach, she gasped in horror as she continued to expand outwards. The weight of her stomach resting low inside her hips, inching its way lower and further forward. She started to lean backwards slightly, her hands clutching her new form as she struggled against her gaining weight and changing balance. Her back arching more and more, following her front in its journey forward.
"What's happening to me?" She screamed in her head "what's growing inside me?" And what indeed was growing inside her, she was way past believing this could just be a bad reaction to the food. Whatever was causing it, she now looked about six or seven months pregnant. Six or seven months and gaining.
"Pregnant!" She thought to herself, it's not possible, not from eating fruit. She pushed the thought away, it was too much to think about. Straining against her ever expanding middle, her suit was almost at its limit, and so was she. Gasping, Angela fell to her knees as her suit stretched and strained to its brink, the material pulling and slipping over her skin.
Word Count: 11,000 (3 Chapters). Warning: Contains themes of unwilling impregnation, instant pregnancy, egg laying and is intended for a mature audience.