The door opened onto a pitch-black room. The little light from the hallway that managed to penetrate into the room only went a few feet and then was swallowed up by the darkness as if soaked up by a sponge.
Justine squinted, but to no avail. She just couldn't make out anything in the room. Deciding to play it safe and not take her chances with whatever might be lurking inside, Justine was about to turn away when a sound caught her ear. It sounded like someone shifting around and it was soon followed by a whimper.
"No, please . . . . no more"
The female voice was instantly recognizable as belonging to the one on the intercom. This had to be the person!
Justine inched further into the room, licking her lips before calling.
"Hello? Is someone there?"
There was another scuttling sound. Justine took a step further into the room. Suddenly, a spotlight shone out, illuminating a figure on the far side of the room. The person was a female and she was reclined in an armchair of some sort. Both arms were pulled out to each side due to handcuffs around each wrist. The chains attached to the handcuffs ended in a link in the wall on each side of her. There was enough slack in the chains that the woman could lower her hands slightly, but not enough that she could do much else.
The woman was obviously pregnant. In fact, she appeared to be larger than anyone Justine could recall seeing before, appearing as if to be in the ninth month or so and carrying triplets or more. She was clothed in a similar manner as Justine, that is to say in a latex catsuit. The suit was pulled tight over her huge belly which rose up and in front of her due to her reclined position. The belly was large enough to push the woman's legs apart slightly.
The woman herself was quite strikingly beautiful, with pale white skin and long black flowing hair that fell down to just above he waist. Her other noticeable feature was her bust. Like her belly, it too appeared to have been augmented beyond its natural porportions. Breasts that were easily in the F or G cup range strained at the latex of the suit.
The woman tossed her head to one side and cried out softly as the bright light hit her eyes. She must have been in here a while to become accustomed as she had to the dark.
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