Violet could not believe she had been dragged into this by her freinds. Edith hated her, and she would never want to see her here at her birthday party. Ever since she had taken Edith's place on the swim team six months back due to a pregnancy scare, the girl had despised the ground she walked on. Thankfully, Edith wasn't pregnant, but "Sunny", as her friends called her, didn't get her place back, and she was far from happy...
"You want to see something so totally cool in my room??" The soiree was being held in the sorority house, so all of the girls rooms were upstairs.
Violet shrugged and nodded an affirmative. It wouldn't hurt to spend 5 minutes with the brat...and no-body would miss them, there was plenty of people here.
The two of them went up the stairs and along the corridor that led to Edith's room. Fumbling around for her keys, Sunny opened the door and allowed Violet to pass through. But as soon as V stepped over the threshhold, she was grabbed by the arm and thrown to the floor.
"What the?.." V started to shout out, but something was put in her mouth and a slender femenine hand held over to keep it shut. Whatever was inside her mouth was wriggling!! As Violet struggled, she saw Edith sitting on her, a malevolant grin on her face ...
Violet struggled to keep the thing in her mouth from progressing any further, but the vine snaked it's way down her throat as she gagged on it, spitting up bile as it went down into her intestine, seemingly clawing and scraping and mapping it's way down through her body until it gradually made it's way into her womb.
The Pod Edith only smiled as a blank faced automaton as Violet finally got her voice back.
"You crazy bitch! What the fuck did you do to me ... ughh ... what's happening ..."
With that, the Pod Edith clone grabbed Violet's fancy Dolce and Gabbana gown and ripped it in half exposing her bare abdomen. The Pod Edith used her inhuman strength and dragged Violet to her bed and used the gown's remains to tie her bare feet and wrists to the bedframe as she lay spread eagled. The Edith clone then ripped off her panties and bra, leaving her totally naked.
"Violet cried and screamed but no one could hear her from the clone Edith's room. Suddenly, her screams turned to a cold shudder as she looked at her stomach and realized that her abdomen was growing. She was growing sweaty and her breasts began to heave and become extremely painful and sensitive. The Pod Edith glanced at her.
"Soon, this will be over. Relax, V." said the Pod in a calculated imitation of the real Edith's tone of voice.
As V shuddered in pain, her stomach swelled even further, until it seemed she was 9 months pregnant and beyond. Suddenly, it seemed as if her water broke, but instead of water, a sap like substance gushed out. Violet went into a spasm of contractions and before she knew it, she had given birth to a 12 pound egg shaped ball of flesh, seemingly identical to her own.
Violet cried and shuddered as she was lost as to what was happening but before the shock could register further she stared at the ball, which had begun to undulate and writhe.
The flesh like pod that Violet had given birth too began to contract and expand. It became wet as it writhed across the floor. Violet saw that it began to sprout some extensions or nubs on it's sides -- almost like the formations of small arms and legs and maybe a head. Sure enough, the ball started to anthropomorphize and within a few minutes, it resembled a child shaped fetus. the nubs grew into full rendered legs and arms and a neck and head extended as a torso began to emerge. It looked like a sexless teenager after a few moments, but then secondary sexual characteristics began to emerge. Violet saw nipples appear and the soft tissue beneath them fill into a full set of breasts; disturbingly similar to Violet's own. the torso developed into a taut swimmer's body identical to Violet's own, as toes and fingers emerged at the end of it's newly forged extremities. A Vagin asserted itself through the sexless folds of the newborn's flesh and it's face began to form; as if a sculptor was sculpting its flesh like clay invisibly.
After about 10 minutes, the process completed itself; a full head of blonde hair formed and tousled down the pod's head as it stood up and opened newly minted blue eyes. The final touch was as the flesh in it's midsection curdled and formed a navel where there was none. Standing directly in front of Violet's terrfied and naked form was none other than an identical replica of Violet herself, naked wet and indistinguishable from the swimmer.
The clone jerked as she took her first breath from new formed lungs and blinked open her new blue eyes. The replica cocked her head and looked over her original and smiled as she looked at the real Violet.
"Hello, mommy."
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