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Re: A True Nightmare
By: Cya Date: June 3, 2019, 8:52 am
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After applying the gel to Mrs. Stadtfeld, Dr. Asplund walked
over to the machine and turned it on. The newly pregnant Amazon
felt a little ripple through her belly as the pads resonated.
“How is our little Kallen enjoying her stay?”
The screen came to life and suddenly the sound of a heartbeat
echoed out through the speakers. The black and white image
flickered and all the fatigue from carrying Kallen vanished as
Mrs. Stadtfeld grinned. Right in front of her, there on the big
screen, was Kallen curled up in a fetal position with her hands
tucked under her chin. Such power, such comtrol the giant woman
now had over her black sheep of a daughter made her **** grow
moist in arousal.
“Look at the membrane which formed in only minutes.” The
lavender haired doctor outlined the screen in bright green lazer
pointer. “Look at the umbilical cord that has formed! I have
achieved a monumental breakthrough in Amazonian/Little
Pregnancy!”
Mrs.Stadtfeld didn’t care or pay much attention to the continued
ramblings of Dr. Asplund. What she took away from his rant was
that she was now able to carry Kallen for a full nine months
instead of the few months she carried her pathetic mother,
Kozuki, for.
“Can we get a better look?" Mrs. Stadtfeld asked, rudely
interrupting the doctor's spiel.
"Umm, yeah. Good idea." Dr. Asplud flipped a few switches and
suddenly the machine hummed as frequencies were changed.
Mrs. Stadtfeld could feel the resonance of the wand soothing
over her sore, stretched flesh. It took only seconds for the
black and white screen to change into a high definition image of
Kallen floating in Mrs. Stadtfeld amniotic fluid.
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Re: A True Nightmare
By: Cya Date: June 3, 2019, 9:41 am
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Kallen lost all hope and began to wail. It got even worse when
she felt a prick on her thigh and the pressure of something
being pumped into her.
“She’ll need regular vaccinations to keep her cognitive
functions retarded.” Dr. Asplund said before a nurse wheeled the
incubator containing Kallen into the maternity ward.
Kallen heard rustling coming from all around her. She couldn’t
see beyond her bedding but she had been placed into a line of
incubators. In numerical order, each incubator contained one
adult woman per capsule, some pooping their pampers while others
drooled a d twitched. All recipients of the surgeries that were
in Kallen's future.
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Re: A True Nightmare
By: Cya Date: June 7, 2019, 5:44 am
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been making their descent near by. The quiet in this enclosed
place is nearly absolute beyond the gurgle of your own bubbles,
and you hadn't noticed them at all until they were practically
on top of y
Then it felt as if she was being pushed down and out of a small
opening and the muffled voices became clearer.
Eileen heard a woman's voice say, "I can see the head. The
baby's coming!" as she heard these word, Eileen's head was
emerging from the confining space. Her eyes had trouble
adjusting to the bright light and everything was a blur. She
heard the female voice say "Push." Eileen could feel her body
sliding out of the confined space. Shortly, she was completely
out and the same female voice saying "It's a girl. A fine
healthy baby girl." Though she was unable to see, the room was a
little chilly.
Eileen could feel that she was being rushed, a nozzle was shoved
up her nose, like it was trying to clean something out of it.
The tube was quickly removed and her entire body was vigorously
rubbed down with soft towels. Her bottom was lifted and she
could feel something placed under, her legs pulled apart and a
thing pulled up and taped at her sides. She was placed into a
pamper. A tee shirt was put on her, with the sleeves sewed shut,
forcing her hands into fists. She could feel the hem of the
shirt barely above her navel. A soft cap covered her head. A
piece of plastic was wrapped around her right ankle. Then she
was lifted and placed on a soft blanket. The blanket was wrapped
around her and she was completely secured in it. And she was
completely helpless too, for she was unable to move. Once again,
she was lifted up and laid in a clear basket type container.
Even though her vision was blurred, Eileen could feel the
container moving.
Eileen was moved to another room where the lights were subdued.
Looking through the sides, Eileen could tell she was put in
between two other plastic containers.
"Here's the new baby's chart." Eileen heard a female voice say.
"Did the mother pick out a name for her baby?" another female
voice asked.
"Eileen." Replied the first voice.
"Alright," said the second voice, "I'll put that on her card,
'BABY GIRL - EILEEN NELSON'."
Looking at the foot of her container, Eileen could see a blurred
figure put a large card attached to the container.
As she laid there, Eileen could hear babies crying. Several of
them as a matter of fact. Then it dawned on her, she had just
experienced her "birth". And she was in a incubator in the
nursery room of a hospital. She was a "newborn baby". And she
was with the other newborn babies.
As she laid there, Eileen started to feel very sleepy. Her
"birth experience" was so tiresome for her and she fell asleep.
When she woke, she could feel that she was being held in giant
arms. Everything was still blurred, but her head was being
pushed towards a large pinkest object. The object was forced
into her mouth, it was soft. Of sudden, warm liquid squirted
into her mouth and Eileen found herself swallowing the liquid.
A voice cooed to Eileen, "That's right baby, drink-up all of
mommy's milk."
Eileen realized that she was being breastfed! When she tried to
pull away, her head was just forced back to the giant nipple. As
she laid there drinking the breast milk, Eileen could feel a
giant hand patting her bottom. Did they really make her an
infant again she wondered.
What Eileen did not know was that she was being held in a
replica of a woman, a large mechanical woman. This was used to
give the "newborn babies" a feeling of being tiny. It was always
a success. This process was tried on several volunteers from
their "births" to a total of several days in the nursery room.
Afterwards, they all said the same, they felt small and
helpless, and felt as if they were newborns.
Eileen fell asleep in her "mommy's" arms, only to wake up in the
nursery room.
This continued for the next few days. She would wake up in her
mommy's arms, drink the breast milk, fall asleep only to wake up
to the crying of the babies in the nursery room. The only
feedings Eileen received was from the breast feedings. It was
sweet and warm, and it was filling.
Her vision was still blurred and she was unable to speak, except
for the gurgles that she emitted like a baby. Her bladder became
weaker and she would soak her pamper. Like the other "newborns",
Eileen learn to cry when she need a diaper change. Not really
learned, but she knew that if she did not cry , she would not be
fed or changed. Crying, Eileen figured was more for survival
than anything else.
Once a day, as Eileen slept, eye drops were use to ensure her
vision continued to be blurred, her throat sprayed to ensure
that she could only make gurgling sounds, and a shot to ensure
that she was as weak as a newborn. Speakers in the incubator
help Eileen except her conditioning.
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