The next morning, Jacob groggily wakes up to Izzy's watch buzzing. He fumbles around in the morning light and nudges her till she slowly wakes up and checks it. “Oh god, I have to pee,” she says and waddles to the bathroom. She struggles to wake up, and when she is sitting on the toilet, she feels how bloated she is. “Ugh, what did I—OH, I am pregnant,” she mutters. Looking in the mirror, the pee burns slightly as it leaves her. “Ughhh,” she groans and sps at the watch that is buzzing. She reads the message.

  “Report to medical,” the watch dispys.

  Jacob stands at the door watching her pee. “So, uh, pregnant?” he asks.

  “uh yeah” she says blushing her belly tight. “Do you want to come? It would be nice to have you there while… you know.”

  “Yes, Izzy,” he says, exasperated, ‘as if I wouldn’t be there for you. Who do you think I am?’ He thinks it, but he really wants to yell it. He gathers up some loose-fitting clothes and helps her get dressed. It's a soft blue cotton dress with flip-flops. They tried a bra and panties, but everything is swollen. They give up, and together they ride down to the basement.

  “Well, you made it,” Nurse Happy says, putting a smile on her face. As the elevator doors open, “room 4”

  Izzy waddles into room 4 and strips down before wiggling her butt up on the table. She ys back and motions for Jacob to come over. She gives him a hug. “thanks for being here.”

  “Well, yeah, Izzy.” he says and sits in one of the pstic chairs in the room and they together 20 seconds before the slightly transparent doctor walks in.

  “Well, let's do it, shall we?” the doctor says as he gets several towels and slips them under her butt. The first egg is practically crowning already.

  “You know the drill, push,” he says, standing in what Jacob ughingly called the catcher's position in his head. His eyes wander around the room; the walls are the same mint green as the rest of the medical department, and the exam table is a modern white design.

  Izzy grabs Jacob's hand and pulls him back to the present, and she pushes hard; she squeezes Jacob harder and pushes harder, and the first egg practically shoots out; Jacob's eyes go wide.

  The second egg is more of a struggle, but she focuses, and it comes out. “You’re doing great,” the doctor says.

  Izzy pushes hard, trying to get the third one to go, but it refuses to move. The doctor sees her discomfort. “Ok, hold up, let me help.” his blue hand turning into a cone and sliding inside easily after her being stretched open all night; once it's inside, it forms a shell around the egg, and he's able to help. It audibly pops out.

  “How many are in there?” Jacob asks, and Izzy gives him a strange look.

  The doctor looks up at Jacob like he is seeing him for the first time: “When did you get here?”

  “I have always been here.” Jacob responds.

  “Well, be quiet; she needs to focus,” he scolds. “Ok, Izzy, push.”

  She rolls her hips and pushes, working her abdominal muscles. Two eggs in rapid succession emerge from her. She wiggles her hips, feeling a little tension build, the pushing turning her on. Izzy bites her lip, trying not to let Jacob know she is enjoying the feeling.

  She begins the process again, pushing and shifting and pushing; she squeezes Jacob's hand hard and pushes and squirts pee over the exam table at the same time the next egg makes its way out. The doctor can't help but smirk at the funny but perfectly normal mishap.

  Izzy blushes and takes a break; her heart is pounding, and she feels a little lightheaded. “One more,” she pants, waiting for her body to catch up. She looks over at Jacob and sees he has an erection. She narrows her eyebrow and grabs him through his pants. He looks around confused. ‘Is this normal?’ he thinks ‘i really seems not normal’ he continues to look around confused. ‘Is she flirting with me?’

  As Izzy starts bearing down again, she squeezes his cock with the same force as she is pushing with. Jacob internally screams and tries to move away. But her grip is like iron. She pushes harder and squeezes just as hard. Jacob yelps.

  The doctor looks up. “I warned you to be quiet,” the doctor scolds Jacob. Izzy pushes one more time and screams with the effort. Jacob bites his hand, trying not to scream; with her, the st egg pops out and ys on the towel. She lets go of his penis and ys there dizzy and panting.

  The doctor packs the eggs away. “That was great, Izzy,” he says. “Do you need a moment before I examine for tearing?”

  Izzy shakes her head no, and the doctor slowly inserts his hand inside her, morphing into his diagnostic tool as he searches for any damage caused by the eggs or the tentacle beast. There are small, almost invisible tears and stretches, but nothing that won't heal.

  “Same deal as st time, Izzy, I am going to deposit the medicine, and it will coat your insides as it melts its way out,” the doctor shifts, and a blue pill flows through his body and into the very back of Izzy's vagina.

  “Uh, thanks, doc,” she says, hoping Jacob missed the part about the same deal as st time.

  Jacob puts it all together: how calm she has been about all this, knowing exactly what to do, and now the doctor saying the same deal; yeah, he figured it out. “Izzy, you have id eggs before,” she says, but Izzy only gres at him.

  “Not right now, Jacob,” she says.

  “Did you bring undergarments?” the doctor asks, looking around. Jacob sps his head.

  “I did not, doctor,” he responds.

  “Fine, I can use a diaper instead.” He pulled out a thick white medical diaper and pced it under Izzy’s bottom and powdered and diapered her. It’s very clinical and not comforting. “Feel free to take this off after you get back to your room. No sex for 24 hours.”

  Izzy smiles and thanks him. The doctor rushes away with the eggs; he hears Jacob also thank him as he passes through the exam room door. He turns right and goes into another room where the incubator is kept.

  Jacob helps her get dressed in the loose-fitting blue dress. Izzy mutters “To hell with a bra.” and stands up. she is a bit wobbly at first, but after a few steps she is back to normal. They ride the elevator up to reception.

  Jacob holds Izzy's hand and expects her to lead him back to the hotel room, but instead they turn and walk into the bar.