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Stacey Martin
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| Rating: R | Add Review Read Reviews, Last Review 05/11/07 (2) | Added: 05/11/2007 |
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| Synopsis: | Here is a short story that follows a typical storyline but does a fun job of combining the exciting elements of hormones, cross dressing and magic. | |
| Categories: | Age Regression Chemical or Drug Induced Change Crossdressing / TV Magical Transformations Mind Altered, Hypnosis, Brainwashed Stuck | |
| Keywords: | Corsets Hormones Long Finger Nails Maids or French Maids Pregnant / Having a Baby | |
The Passions of True Womanhood
By Stacey MartinSteve was shaking with a mixture of fear and excitement as he stuck the sharp needle into the small vial of injectable estrogen. He had started taking oral estrogen about six months ago, but he had recently found a way to "up the ante" by finding a reliable source of injectable estrogen. Tonight he was going to inject estrogen into his body for the very first time. He pulled back on the syringe and watched as it filled with the oily fluid. He set the syringe down and grabbed an alcohol swab to clean a small patch of skin on his hip. Then he grabbed the syringe again and stuck the needle deep into his muscle. He depressed the plunger and watched as the fluid went into his hip.
"Ouch," he whispered after he injected the estrogen. He pulled the needle back out of his body and smiled knowing that he now had large amounts of female hormones flowing inside of him.
Steve was in his mid thirties. He had recently started taking female hormones and anti-androgens in order to enhance his pleasure during his cross dressing episodes. He really didn't know exactly what he wanted from this little "experiment" that he called it. And he knew that he was too late in life for him to achieve a dramatic feminine looking body. However, he often wished he could have started taking female hormones during his puberty years.
Nevertheless, the past six months of secretly taking female hormones had done some changes to Steve's body including a more rounded butt, wider hips and thighs and some minor, but attractive breast development. He had also undergone several laser hair removal sessions that had helped his skin look much smoother. He just wanted a "small taste" of womanhood so someday on his deathbed he could reflect back on this crazy yet exciting period in his life. He just wanted to try some female hormones for a short while, and then return to his male body. He knew he didn't have enough desire to submit to SRS.
Tucking his penis between his legs, Steve stepped into a pair of satin bikini panties and cinched a corset tight across his waist. Then he taped on a pair of silicone breast forms and strapped on a satiny white C cup bra. He ran over to his full length mirror to place a long blonde-haired wig on his head. The mirror was very special to him. It was an antique mirror made from old cherry wood and he always kept the glass sparklingly clean. When he was finished with the wig, he looked in the mirror and examined himself. The estrogen was obviously feminizing his body. Just like he had hoped, taking estrogen was making his cross-dressing adventures much more exciting. He had even gone out in public once and passed as a woman for a short while. He had soft skin and his butt was actually beginning to fill out the back of his panties.
However, Steve knew that he would have to stop the hormones soon before people at work noticed what he was doing to himself. His girlfriend was beginning to get suspicious and was concerned because he rarely wanted to have sex with her anymore. He was finding it extremely difficult to attain and maintain erections. So, for now, he avoided her as much as he could.
Steve was just planning on having a quite evening alone. He walked over to his computer and sat down. He looked down between his thighs and was excited to see the white satin panties form a cute feminine triangle. He began to surf around. After several hours, he was getting weary of his usual transgender web sites. So he started doing some crazy Google searches just for fun. After several hours he somehow stumbled on a web site that claimed to specialize in magic potions ect....
"This looks pretty stupid, but I'll play along," he laughed. He scrolled down through the list of potions and paused over the injectable "magical estrogen" icon.
"That's weird to see that listed there," he said as he clicked on the icon.
"Your order has been shipped by express air and includes a special bonus gift," instantly appeared on the screen for a few seconds.
Then his computer shut itself off!
"Wait! I didn't order anything!" he said but at that point he was extremely tired and he had to work tomorrow. So he crawled off to bed wearing the panties, bra and corset.
The next day Steve woke up, showered and changed back into his work clothes. He spent a long day at the office. On his way home, traffic was especially awful and he got home very late in the evening. He checked his mail and discovered that he had received a strange package. He walked inside of his apartment and threw the package onto his bed. He then grabbed a quick snack from his kitchen.
"Oh brother! Magic? Right!" Steve rolled his eyes and was not impressed as he opened the package. He looked for the bill or charge on his credit card, but found nothing. Instead, he unpacked a small glass vial filled with pink oily fluid, written instructions, an odd hourglass and a strange dildo.
The instructions read:
1) Place the hourglass in a visible location in your home. Orient the hourglass so that the sand is in the upper half of the hourglass. (Don't be alarmed at the fact that the sand does not begin to flow at this time)
2) With a syringe and needle inject the entire vial of the "magical estrogen" into your hip.
Over the next several minutes, the "magical estrogen" will totally feminize your male body. You will transform into a complete woman, including your chromosomes. You will know your transformation is complete when the sand starts flowing in the hourglass. The sand will take just a short time to drop completely through the hourglass. During the brief time that the sand is flowing through the hourglass, you will be a very fertile woman. Feel free to enjoy all the pleasures that absolute womanhood has to offer. However, once the sand in the hourglass is spent, you will immediately begin transforming back into your old male body. Once your transformation back into your male body begins there is nothing you can do about it. "Magical estrogen" works just one time on a human. Once you change back into a man again, you will never be able to experience true womanhood again.
WARNING: The only way to permanently maintain your status of womanhood is motherhood. If you become pregnant at any point while the sand is flowing through the hourglass, you will remain a woman forever and ever.
BONUS: As a special bonus to our first time customers we have also included our special magic dildo for your use. Using the magic dildo will slow the flow of the sand through the hourglass, thereby increasing the amount of time that you get to enjoy your new female body. However, it has all of the features of a real male penis. In fact, unless you want to wear panties and bras everyday for the rest of your life, we do NOT recommend using the magic dildo while the sand is flowing through the hourglass.
Enjoy
"Ha! This is just some stupid joke! There's no such thing as magic," Steve laughed out loud. Then he took a closer look at the strange pink fluid. The label on the vial read "magical estrogen" and showed that it would expire at midnight on May 7 2006. He looked over at his calendar then at his clock. He realized that he only had an hour to use the "magical estrogen" before it expired. Again, he rolled his eyes figuring this was even more evidence that these so called "magic" items were total hoaxes.
But Steve's capacity for fantasy was very strong...
Steve placed the hourglass on his dresser. He had decided to play along for the fun of it even though, he had no doubt that the vial of "magical estrogen" was filled with some harmless water and some pink food coloring.
Quickly, Steve stripped totally naked. Then he rummaged through all of his various cross-dressing outfits. He always felt a little stupid and embarrassed because he liked many of the typical outfits that one would expect a cross-dresser to own. However, most of the time he liked to dress himself in the typical fashions that a real woman would wear such as tight jeans and conservative tops. Yet tonight was different. He now had some new fantasy props to let his imagination run wild: some odd pink fluid and a "magic" dildo.
Finally, Steve found what he was looking for: a black satin and white lace French maid costume. It was hidden way back in his closet. He had only wore it once before because he looked too masculine and too weird in it. His male body was still slightly too big and bulky for it. But tonight he was curious to see what he would look like if..."magic" was real...So he let his imagination run wild.
Steve looked at the clock again and he only had twenty minutes until it was midnight. He grabbed a new pair of black thigh-high nylons and pulled them on over his legs. He frowned because he noticed a small amount of hair on his legs, but he knew there was no time left to shave them. But he was pleased to see the nylons did a fine job of hiding his slightly hairy legs. Then he tucked his penis between his legs and stepped into a pair of black satin panties. He pulled the panties tight up against his crotch in order to hide his male bulge. His penis had shrunk because of the female hormones, but it was still there. He grabbed a corset, but promptly let it fall to the floor because he only had a few more minutes left before midnight. Instead, he slipped into the white petticoat and pulled the French Maid costume on over his head. He quickly reached around his back and closed the zipper. Finally, he tied the white lacey apron tightly around his waist.
"Well, 'Stacey' here's your chance..." Steve had walked back over to his antique mirror and whispered to his imaginary female alter ego. He was pleased to see that his female hormone regimen had indeed helped him look more "acceptable" in the French Maid costume.
"Oh shit," Steve swore as he glanced up at the clock. He needed to act fast because it was almost midnight. Frantically, he grabbed the needle and syringe and jabbed it into the vial of pink fluid. He quickly sucked all of the oily fluid out of the vial. Before he would allow himself any second thoughts, he reached around underneath his petticoat and pulled the rear waistband of his bikini panties down to expose his right hip. He plunged the needle deep into his hip and slammed the entire strange pink fluid deep into his body. He prepared himself for a sharp surge of pain, but it never happened. In fact, it the injection felt kind of pleasant.
"That's weird..." Steve whispered while repositioning his panties around his waist. He reached down and tucked his penis more tightly between his legs.
Then his clock read midnight.
Nothing happened....
Several more minutes went by
Nothing happened....
Then...
Steve began to feel a bit different!!!
Steve held both of his hands up to his chest. He felt the two slight swellings on his chest that had been there because of his previous female hormone treatments. But now he could feel them start to increase in size under the lacy white cups of the costume's blouse. He instantly felt self-conscious about it, but knew his curiosity had led him to this mystifying situation. Looking down, it was obvious that the two protrusions on his chest were expanding more and more with each passing moment.
They kept swelling larger and larger.
Steve was in total shock and walked over to sit down on his bed. He continued to hold on to his rapidly blossoming bosom. He could actually feel them getting bigger in his hands. After a few minutes, he could feel the front of his blouse getting tighter and tighter across his chest. He winced while gazing down at his growing breasts. They had formed an ample amount of feminine cleavage. Shock and disbelief seized him as he saw his large nipples push out through the delicate white lacey material. He hoped that they would stop expanding soon!
Suddenly, Steve's wish was granted. His breasts stopped growing. He figured that he now had a pair of generous C cup breasts. They were perky and very well rounded.
By now, Steve could feel his body changing in ways he never imagined. Walking over to the mirror again, he stood and watched as the horrifying changes unfolded. He had shrunk several inches and he guessed that he was about 5 foot 3 inches tall now. He noticed that his hair had already become much lighter in color. It was also several inches longer and growing. He held his hands up and started to shake when he saw that his fingernails were growing a little longer before his very eyes. After a few minutes of this, he reached down and slipped one hand up his skirt. He could feel the smooth satin material of his panties. He was relieved that his male genitals were still there. But he instantly knew that they had become noticeably smaller!!
Still in a state of utter disbelief, Steve noticed that he was definitely looking a bit more female. Enough changes had occurred that he could now be taken for a somewhat masculine-looking woman. He never believed in magic before. But he could not deny what was reflected back at him in his favorite mirror. Suddenly, he could feel long thick hair dangle from his head. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see that his hair had turned completely blonde. His hair was soon down below his shoulders. Then it too stopped growing. It was shiny and straight.
Steve saw that his eyes had also changed. They had changed from their normal bluish color to a dark brown. Now he didn't even recognize his own face. The whole process of changing into a woman felt very strange to him. He fought back the thoughts that he had made a tragic mistake. He felt a surge of terror race through his body and briefly started to shake in horror. It was all too real and drastic for him. He looked again at his fingernails. They were now very long and well manicured. Although he could not feel it, all of his chromosomes were now totally changed into female chromosomes. Deep within his pelvis there was now:
A womb!
All traces of Steve's former body were now totally gone!
Instead, a lovely young woman gazed at her reflection in the antique mirror. She looked about 22 years old and she was very voluptuous. The French Maid costume perfectly fit her sensuous body. Posing in front of the mirror, the woman noticed that her white apron accentuated her very slender waist. Somehow the apron had been magically tightened in order to accommodate her narrow waist. She was pleased to see that she didn't need to wear a corset. Then she frowned as she placed her hands on her hips because they were wider than she would have preferred. She spun around and was also a little disappointed to see that her butt was a bit plumper than she liked as well.
Then the young lady glanced over at the hourglass.
Sure enough, the sand in the hourglass had started flowing!
"Shit! I can't believe it! I'm a real woman! I'm 'Stacey'" the woman exclaimed to herself while cupping her breasts in her hands. She was very excited to experience true womanhood. She was shocked when she heard her soft feminine voice coming out of her throat for the first time.
"Hi, Stacey," she giggled with restrained ecstasy as she studied her oval feminine face reflected in the mirror. For the next several minutes, she played in front of the mirror. She rummaged through a secret door in her dresser and found some blood-red lipstick. She applied the lipstick slowly and carefully to her lips. After much effort, she was satisfied with the results. Her lips were now red and full. With a bit of haste, she put on a little blush and mascara. She found it odd that her hands almost seemed to know how to put the stuff on. Overall, she thought she'd done an acceptable job. When she had finished with the make-up, she blew a kiss at herself in the mirror.
Then Stacey started mimicking things that she had seen other women do and say. She started doing different feminine poses. It was a little scary at how natural her feminine mannerisms came to her. She squeezed her thighs tightly together and went up on to her tippy-toes. Then she twirled around and watched as her skirt flew up. She giggled when she caught a quick glimpse of her panties when she curtsied. Then she spread her legs farther and farther apart until she was on the floor doing a complete split. She was amazed at how flexible her female body was.
Stacey stood up and gently stroked her nipples through the fabric of her blouse. A cute feminine gasp escaped her blood-red lips as she massaged her tits. She had to admit that the weight of her soft bosom felt just a little frightening hanging there from her chest. She grabbed a breast in each of her delicate hands and gently squeezed. They felt so soft in her hands, but at the same time, they were sort of firm. As she continued to fondle her boobs, her nipples started to get hard. Pinching one of her nipples through the fabric of the blouse caused her to groan with pleasure. Yet she still had a hard time accepting the fact that she was a real woman.
Stacey looked over at the hourglass. The sand in the upper part of it was half gone. The sand was falling rapidly! She sighed knowing that she didn't have much time left as a woman.
Then she remembered....
The magic dildo!
Stacey walked over to her dresser. She giggled as she purposefully exaggerated the natural swaying of her hips. She felt the satin skirt of her French Maid costume swing wildly from side to side on her broad hips. Then she picked up the dildo and briefly examined it. It was made of tan-colored plastic. It was molded in the shape of an erect penis and had fake-looking testicles. She had seen several other dildos look exactly like it and it didn't seem magical in any way.
However...
Because of what had happened to her body after injecting the pink fluid, Stacey was, of course, forced to believe in magic. Initially, she was especially cautious and even fearful of it.
Dragging the antique mirror behind her and clutching the dildo in her other hand, Stacey walked back over to her bed. She sat on the edge of her bed and positioned the mirror so she could see up her skirt. Her full thighs were totally hairless. The smooth creamy white texture of her skin provided a sexy contrast with the stark black color of her panties and nylons. She slowly parted her legs and ran the head of the dildo up and down the flat satin crotch of her panties. She continued this for a few moments until she felt a slight amount of moistness being soaked up by her panties. Watching her reflection in the mirror as she toyed with the dildo was driving her insane, to say the least.
Stacey looked over at the hourglass again and was disappointed to see that the sand was still falling very rapidly. As far as she could tell, the hourglass would be totally spent within several more minutes. She felt that it was totally unfair that she did not have enough time to truly enjoy the pleasures of womanhood. She didn't even get to experience a female orgasm yet!
With her other hand, Stacey reached over and under her skirt until it was between her legs. She slid the crotch of her panties to one side to expose her pussy. She grabbed the dildo with her other hand and slid the head of the dildo up and down the moist slit of her womanhood. Between what she was witnessing in the mirror and the direct stimulation of her pussy by the dildo, she was getting incredibly aroused.
Stacey glanced over at the hourglass again and was pleased to see that the sand seemed to be falling at a much slower rate. Encouraged by what she had seen with the hourglass and rapidly getting horny as hell, she began slipping the head of the dildo just barely in and out of her wet vagina.
Stacey knew she was playing with fire as she continued to slip the dildo deeper and deeper into her pussy. Yet she couldn't help it, her female passions were rapidly taking control. She was losing her ability to fight her strong desires. She began to rapidly pump the dildo in and out of her slippery pussy.
In and out...
In and out...
She started to pant.
Stacey knew that she was quickly reaching the point of no return! She was well aware of what the consequences would be if she continued along this road. But like so many other women before her, Mother Nature has a way of getting what she wants. The dildo was now half way into her vagina and she could feel that it was running into a slight barrier deep inside of her. She realized it was her hymen. Yet she continued to rapidly pump the dildo in and out.
In and out...
In and out...
Finally, Stacey could sense that she was about to climax. She desperately craved some dramatic release. Although she didn't fully realize it at the time, she had a very strong libido for a woman. It was the libido of a normal heterosexual woman! The sexual tension inside of her body continued to build and build.
Until...
Stacey caught her breath as she was overwhelmed by a massive female orgasm. Coming from deep within her groin and racing up to her breasts, she felt herself spasm in waves of pleasure. Uncontrollably, her hips thrust back and forth in place as she sat up on the edge of her bed. Her ecstasy ran throughout her entire body. She felt so incredibly good that she kept violently thrusting her hips back and forth.
Back and forth...
Back and forth...
Then one time, Stacey accidentally pushed her hips too far forward and totally impaled herself on the dildo. It tore through her maidenhood!
"Ouch!" Stacey screamed as she placed both of her hands beside her on the bed and instantly stopped moving her hips. She looked up into the mirror and saw that the dildo was now completely inside of her body.
"What?!!" Stacey screamed and was filled with panic when she felt her vagina tightly clamp down on the dildo like a vise. Desperately, she reached between her legs and tried to pull the dildo out of her body, but it was now stuck inside of her!
Then Stacey felt it start to pump in and out of her body on its own! It remained deeply inserted inside of her body yet it was magically moving on its own. She could feel that its texture had changed as well. It felt warm and it was now covered by real human skin. It even started to grow real dark black pubic hair.
Stacey stood up and grabbed the dildo with both of her hands. She tried to pull it out of her body with all of her might. But it continued to pump harder and harder inside of her. She was trying to ignore the pleasurable sensations coming from her pussy as the dildo continued to stimulate her. But the feelings were too powerful. The passions of true womanhood betrayed her once again!
Stacey relented. The satiny material of her French Maid costume made a feminine swishing sound as she fell to her knees. She began to approach another female orgasm. She moaned as she spread her legs apart until it looked like she was straddling an invisible lover. The lusty sound of her female voice only turned her on even more. She put her hands on the floor so now she was in the "doggie-style" position. She looked between her arms and could see her rounded breasts jiggling as they hung down from her chest. She looked back and could see her white petticoat extend beneath her black satin skirt. Her knees were on the floor covered in black nylons. Her rounded butt was up high in the air encased in a pair of tight black bikini panties. The dildo was thrusting deep inside of her pussy.
Stacey felt so incredibly and undeniably female!
Then Stacey screamed as she felt the dildo thrust deep into her vagina as far as possible. It slammed against her cervix. This caused her to experience another fantastic orgasm. The dildo paused for just a few moments as its large testicles filled with thick white fluid. Suddenly, she felt a sharp throb as a pulsating stream of creamy-white goop shot out and went deep into her body. It felt hot to her. She stared forward in horror when she felt another long jet of thick fluid gush forth and into her body. Her female body betrayed her as she savored the warm feeling of the fluid as it quickly expanded out from somewhere deep beneath her belly button. Just like any normal woman, her strong orgasms caused her to experience undetectable contractions within her womb. These natural contractions were Mother Nature's way of ensuring that she would become a "Mommy".
Finally, after causing Stacey to experience multiple orgasms, the dildo stopped moving. Breathing hard, she felt her heart beating wildly in her chest. She felt so warm and still very much aroused. Totally exhausted, she just collapsed on her stomach on the floor. She could feel her new bosom getting squashed between her body and the floor. She stayed like that for awhile. Like billions of women before her, she was trying to deal with the fact that those few brief moments of sexual ecstasy came with harsh consequences. She had experienced the most phenomenal pleasures of womanhood. But there was a high price to pay.
Then finally it happened...
Conception...
Instantly, Stacey felt different...
Stacey closed her eyes....
With tears streaming down her face, Stacey was finally able to squat and remove the dildo. She let it drop to the floor as if it was on fire. Her heart was pounding in her chest because she was very terrified by what she had done to herself. Deep down to her very soul, she knew her fate was sealed. She glanced over at the hourglass. It still had a tiny amount of sand in the upper part but had totally stopped flowing.
Then it vanished...
Stacey picked herself up off of the floor and felt the hemline of her white petticoat brush against her black nylon encased thighs. She looked down at her narrow waist and was still in shock at the way the black satin skirt flared out over her broad hips. With a trembling hand, she reached behind her and unzipped the back of her French maid costume. She pulled her delicate arms out of the lace trimmed sleeves. Then she squeezed her legs closely together. She tugged at lower hemline of her skirt and the petticoat while wiggling her wide childbearing hips. Finally, the costume slid down her shapely legs and made a soft thud as it hit the floor. She slowly stepped out and over the mass of black satin and lace as it lay crumpled on the floor.
As Stacey was leaning over to pick her outfit up off of the floor, she glanced at the smooth black triangle that her satin panties formed between her creamy thighs. Then she spread her legs ever so slightly. She felt a surge of panic race up her spine as her eyes followed the crotch of her satin panties as they stretched out across her flat womanhood and ran back between her smooth thighs. Suddenly, she realized something very strange. She closed her eyes and tried to force herself to remember what it was like to have that constant bulge between her legs. But due to the secretive effects of the "magic estrogen", it was now completely impossible for her to remember what it was like to have a penis!
Stacey felt her thigh high nylons swish together between her legs as she walked over to her full length mirror. She could not believe what was reflected in the mirror. She still saw the same young voluptuous woman as before. But now she was wearing only her black satin panties and thigh high nylons. Her fully exposed rounded breasts hung on her chests like ripe melons. Her breasts and nipples had already responded to the pregnancy hormones already flowing in her bloodstream. Once again, she raised her small hands to her breasts. This time they felt swollen and tender. They were already engorged with milk. Her nipples were large and dark brown.
Stacey lowered her gaze down to her toes which were still wrapped in black nylon. She wiggled her toes to confirm that those were indeed her toes. As if there was any doubt, the woman reflected back at her was wiggling her toes in the exact same way that she was. Starting at her tiny feet, she started to examine her body proceeding upward to her ankles...then to her calves...then to her knees. Her ankles, claves and knees unmistakably screamed:
Woman...woman ...woman..!!
Stacey turned around so she could see her backside in the mirror. Her butt prominently swelled out from below her tiny waist. She had a well-rounded bottom and that was nicely plump. By her standards, she was just a bit too broad in the beam. She did not know that the "magical estrogen" had perfectly designed her entire body for childbearing so she had wide hips. She leaned over and reached behind her in order to feel the feminine fullness of her butt and hips. Her tiny hands glided over the smooth satiny material of her tight panties. Then she let one hand slide down the middle of her curvy butt. She paused when she ran into the rear crotch seam of her panties. She ran her fingers back and forth across this seam as it extended across the lower part of her butt. She had noticed that exact panty line seam on the butts of many women whenever they wore tight pants, especially when they were ahead of her walking up stairs. To her, the presence of that seam had become an instantly recognizable mark on a woman's butt that attested to her female status. At that moment, she realized that she now had that same unmistakable mark of woman's butt.
So far Stacey had purposefully avoided looking at a certain part of her body, but now it was time for her to face her new reality.
At last, Stacey's worst fear was confirmed as she continued to stare at her reflection in the mirror. She lowered her gaze once again and felt a fullness sensation start to build up deep within her belly. She noticed a tiny round bulge start to develop below her belly button. Suddenly, it stopped growing. She tried to tense up her abdominal muscles to make the unwanted bulge go away, but it was there to stay. She now had an adorable petite swelling in her tummy and there was nothing she could do about it. She lightly rubbed her hand over the cute curves of her slightly swollen tummy. She knew her womb was filled with a healthy growing fetus. As it was designed to do, her body was providing all of the essential nutrients to the new life growing within her body. For now, she had just a tiny belly bulge and her belly button was at the apex of it. She slipped a finger into her belly button. It seemed to be mysteriously deep, dark yet sensual place. Then, a very faint brown line appeared in the middle of her belly.
Tears began to form in Stacey's eyes because she knew that she was stuck in a woman's body for the rest of her life. She wrapped an arm tightly around her waist, she knew that no matter what she was doing or where she would go, she carried a growing baby within her body at all times. She knew that her waistline would continue to expand.
With a winsome look of reluctant resignation Stacey reached down and gently played with the tiny satin bow that was attached to the waistband of her panties directly below the little bulge in her belly. She could already feel that the elastic waistband on her panties had become just a little bit tighter.
Finally, Stacey looked up at the mirror and stared deeply into her almond-shaped eyes.
"I'm a pregnant woman..." Stacey whispered to herself as she felt the first wave of morning sickness finally hit her. She distractedly stared out into space as the imperceptible glow of MOTHERHOOD now radiated from her body.