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(Disclaimer: Contains alien/tentacle pregnancy and a bit of oviposition/birth. Don't like, don't read. Do like, do read!!)

That night, Sam spent a few hours on her laptop. Since she'd missed out on her biology quiz earlier, it only made sense that she should study more in order to prevent her grade from tanking.
As she clicked and typed with her right hand, her left hand rested on her belly, slowly caressing it. Blue, although seemingly unsatisfied after the brownie incident, was being rather calm. It was almost purring as it sat like a rock in her gut. Thank goodness, Sam thought. Trudy was in the room now, reading a book on her bed. If Blue were to become active now, it would create quite the awkward situation.
Coincidentally, she was currently studying a chapter on pregnancy. It was a subject she was now all too familiar with, considering she looked nearly full-term with a "baby" of her own. And yet, the online textbook was very helpful. It explained the facts in a way that was very easy to understand. However, the many ads that the textbook put on its webpage always got on Sam's nerves. Today, they were all showing near-pornographic art from a website called deviantART. With a grimace, she moved the mouse to refresh the page and get the images out of her eyes.
Then, she saw a picture that captured her interest. It featured a girl with three huge tentacles coming out of her...unmentionables. Sam's eyes widened. Her grip on her belly tightened as she felt Blue starting to stir. Quickly, she clicked on the ad, and was redirected to the deviantART page. A green background popped up, but the image was slow to load.
"Stupid slow wifi," Sam hissed, under her breath so Trudy wouldn't notice. Blue was starting to squirm in her belly, and she knew she only had a few more seconds...
Just then, the title of the image appeared. Sam read it as fast as she could.
"The Squig: A Girl's Best Fr—"
Then, the monitor went dark. Sam felt the familiar jab of pain inside her. She cursed, clutching the spot.
Trudy looked up from her book. "You all right?"
"Yeah," Sam breathed. "Uh...my computer just crashed, that's all."
"Aw, that sucks!" Trudy said, with true sympathy. She looked back to her book. "You could probably use some sleep, though. Maybe it's a blessing."
"Hah...yeah." Sam gave a feeble laugh. She looked back to her laptop's blank screen, resting her chin on her palm in thought.
A 'squig,' huh...?
::::::::::
The rest of the night seemed to go as per usual. Trudy and Sam both went to sleep at around 11:00, needing rest for their classes. However, Sam woke up about an hour later, feeling some discomfort in her womb.
She sat up quietly so as not to wake her roommate. She rubbed her belly and blinked her eyes open. "Mmh...what is it now, Blue?"
In response, she was met with some urgent tension in her womb, like a cramp. Her grip on her belly tightened and she swung her legs off the side of the bed. "Ah, shit...this again?"
She stood up and began tiptoeing over to the door. The cramp was fading, but Sam knew another one was in its tracks. It felt just like it had during class earlier. The mass inside her was shuddering, but no tentacles were coming out.
Sam was painfully reminded of the morning's ordeal. Although it had happened just a few hours ago, it felt like months. She hadn't thought to write an email to Dr. Nosek yet, but how could she even begin to explain her behavior...?
She was dragged back into the present by the familiar feeling of something hard being expelled from her womb. She cursed under her breath as she quietly closed the dorm room door behind her and began waddling toward the bathroom at the end of the hall.
It was obvious that this was going to be another egg. Sam was just astonished at how soon Blue was producing it. Was this going to be her life, now? Birthing an egg twice a day? Might the rate even increase...?
Her muscles tightened and she stumbled, clutching her gut. "Gah!" she gasped, bracing herself on the wall next to her. The egg inside her pushed past her cervix, descending into her birth canal at a rapid pace.
"Shit, shit, shit!" She murmured, picking up the pace as she scooted her way over to the bathroom. She knew that once this egg started to...well, started to crown, it would come out of her very quickly, and she didn't intend on giving birth to an alien egg in the middle of the hallway. She'd already done that in the middle of class.
Luckily, she was able to scramble to the restroom and into a stall just as the egg started to poke out of her exit. She moaned, feeling less of the pain that she had earlier and more of the pleasure as her sex slowly bulged out.
Sam gripped the hem of her pants, starting to push at the same time. It didn't take much, and by the time she had shimmied her clothes down to her knees, the egg popped out of her with a splash of fluid. It landed in her panties like a hammock.
"Auugh, so gross," Sam whispered, shuddering. Delicately, she pulled the egg up out of her clothing, holding it up with one hand while she yanked her pants back up with the other. Upon observation, the egg looked no different than the other one, except maybe a tad bigger. It had the same pale blue color to it and everything.
Tired and disgusted, Sam didn't want to look at the egg any longer. Without a second thought, she turned and tossed the egg into the bathroom waste bin. "No way I'm dealing with another one of those," she said.
As she walked back to her room, Blue squirmed a bit in her belly. Sam rubbed her belly in circles while occasionally glancing down at it.
"Look, it's not my fault, okay?" She muttered. "It's bad enough I have you to deal with you, I don't want to have to look after everything you spit out as well."
The mass within her grumbled.
Sam sighed as she came up to her dorm. When she opened the door, the light from the hallway shone on Trudy, who was sitting up in bed. Her friend perked up a bit upon seeing her enter the room.
"Hey, what's up?" Trudy asked softly. "I heard you get up and wanted to make sure you were all right."
Sam smiled. "Yeah, I was just using the bathroom." She waddled over to her side of the room, and was about to get in bed, but she stopped. She took a deep breath, then turned to face her friend. "Hey, uh...Trudy?"
"Yeah?" Trudy replied.
"Have you...ever heard of a 'squig?'"
"Hmm...those are the things from Warhammer, right? With the two legs and sharp teeth..."
"Uh, no..." Sam said slowly. "A...a different kind."
Trudy thought it over a moment. "Huh...oh! Do you mean those weird things from deviantART? Yeah, those things are pretty messed up, Sam. The way they have tentacles and just go up inside a girl's..."
Trudy's voice trailed off as she saw Sam gently rubbing her belly. Then, her eyes got wide. She took a step back. "No way...are you trying to tell me...?"
Sam tried to approach her. "L-listen, I can explain—"
"You think you have a squig inside you? You know those things aren't real, right?" Trudy scoffed with concern.
Sam was starting to feel Blue stir. She gripped her belly as she tried to calm Trudy down. "I know it sounds crazy, but I swear, I—"
"All right, I don't know what's going on with you," Trudy interrupted. "Whether you're pregnant, gaining weight, or whatever. I just can't believe you'd try to cover it up with such a ridiculous excuse!"
"Trudy, listen to me, I promise I'm not—ah!" Sam gasped, having been cut off by a sharp jab of pain in her womb. She bent over and clutched the spot.
Trudy shook her head. "Whatever, Sam. I'm going back to bed. I hope you can tell me the truth in the morning."
Sam stood back, defeated. As promised, Trudy turned around and crawled back into her bed.
Sam wanted to speak up, but couldn't. Not only did she not want to make tensions rise, but she didn't want Blue hurting her again for letting the secret out. It was just so frustrating...she'd only made up with Trudy earlier that day, and now they were fighting again.
Reluctantly, Sam went back to her bed as well. She tucked herself in tightly, cradling her belly in one hand. Blue was squirming around gently.
Tomorrow, we're telling Trudy the whole truth, Sam thought to herself, just before drifting off to sleep.

Description

(Disclaimer: Contains alien/tentacle pregnancy and a bit of oviposition/birth. Don't like, don't read. Do like, do read!!)

That night, Sam spent a few hours on her laptop. Since she'd missed out on her biology quiz earlier, it only made sense that she should study more in order to prevent her grade from tanking.
As she clicked and typed with her right hand, her left hand rested on her belly, slowly caressing it. Blue, although seemingly unsatisfied after the brownie incident, was being rather calm. It was almost purring as it sat like a rock in her gut. Thank goodness, Sam thought. Trudy was in the room now, reading a book on her bed. If Blue were to become active now, it would create quite the awkward situation.
Coincidentally, she was currently studying a chapter on pregnancy. It was a subject she was now all too familiar with, considering she looked nearly full-term with a "baby" of her own. And yet, the online textbook was very helpful. It explained the facts in a way that was very easy to understand. However, the many ads that the textbook put on its webpage always got on Sam's nerves. Today, they were all showing near-pornographic art from a website called deviantART. With a grimace, she moved the mouse to refresh the page and get the images out of her eyes.
Then, she saw a picture that captured her interest. It featured a girl with three huge tentacles coming out of her...unmentionables. Sam's eyes widened. Her grip on her belly tightened as she felt Blue starting to stir. Quickly, she clicked on the ad, and was redirected to the deviantART page. A green background popped up, but the image was slow to load.
"Stupid slow wifi," Sam hissed, under her breath so Trudy wouldn't notice. Blue was starting to squirm in her belly, and she knew she only had a few more seconds...
Just then, the title of the image appeared. Sam read it as fast as she could.
"The Squig: A Girl's Best Fr—"
Then, the monitor went dark. Sam felt the familiar jab of pain inside her. She cursed, clutching the spot.
Trudy looked up from her book. "You all right?"
"Yeah," Sam breathed. "Uh...my computer just crashed, that's all."
"Aw, that sucks!" Trudy said, with true sympathy. She looked back to her book. "You could probably use some sleep, though. Maybe it's a blessing."
"Hah...yeah." Sam gave a feeble laugh. She looked back to her laptop's blank screen, resting her chin on her palm in thought.
A 'squig,' huh...?
::::::::::
The rest of the night seemed to go as per usual. Trudy and Sam both went to sleep at around 11:00, needing rest for their classes. However, Sam woke up about an hour later, feeling some discomfort in her womb.
She sat up quietly so as not to wake her roommate. She rubbed her belly and blinked her eyes open. "Mmh...what is it now, Blue?"
In response, she was met with some urgent tension in her womb, like a cramp. Her grip on her belly tightened and she swung her legs off the side of the bed. "Ah, shit...this again?"
She stood up and began tiptoeing over to the door. The cramp was fading, but Sam knew another one was in its tracks. It felt just like it had during class earlier. The mass inside her was shuddering, but no tentacles were coming out.
Sam was painfully reminded of the morning's ordeal. Although it had happened just a few hours ago, it felt like months. She hadn't thought to write an email to Dr. Nosek yet, but how could she even begin to explain her behavior...?
She was dragged back into the present by the familiar feeling of something hard being expelled from her womb. She cursed under her breath as she quietly closed the dorm room door behind her and began waddling toward the bathroom at the end of the hall.
It was obvious that this was going to be another egg. Sam was just astonished at how soon Blue was producing it. Was this going to be her life, now? Birthing an egg twice a day? Might the rate even increase...?
Her muscles tightened and she stumbled, clutching her gut. "Gah!" she gasped, bracing herself on the wall next to her. The egg inside her pushed past her cervix, descending into her birth canal at a rapid pace.
"Shit, shit, shit!" She murmured, picking up the pace as she scooted her way over to the bathroom. She knew that once this egg started to...well, started to crown, it would come out of her very quickly, and she didn't intend on giving birth to an alien egg in the middle of the hallway. She'd already done that in the middle of class.
Luckily, she was able to scramble to the restroom and into a stall just as the egg started to poke out of her exit. She moaned, feeling less of the pain that she had earlier and more of the pleasure as her sex slowly bulged out.
Sam gripped the hem of her pants, starting to push at the same time. It didn't take much, and by the time she had shimmied her clothes down to her knees, the egg popped out of her with a splash of fluid. It landed in her panties like a hammock.
"Auugh, so gross," Sam whispered, shuddering. Delicately, she pulled the egg up out of her clothing, holding it up with one hand while she yanked her pants back up with the other. Upon observation, the egg looked no different than the other one, except maybe a tad bigger. It had the same pale blue color to it and everything.
Tired and disgusted, Sam didn't want to look at the egg any longer. Without a second thought, she turned and tossed the egg into the bathroom waste bin. "No way I'm dealing with another one of those," she said.
As she walked back to her room, Blue squirmed a bit in her belly. Sam rubbed her belly in circles while occasionally glancing down at it.
"Look, it's not my fault, okay?" She muttered. "It's bad enough I have you to deal with you, I don't want to have to look after everything you spit out as well."
The mass within her grumbled.
Sam sighed as she came up to her dorm. When she opened the door, the light from the hallway shone on Trudy, who was sitting up in bed. Her friend perked up a bit upon seeing her enter the room.
"Hey, what's up?" Trudy asked softly. "I heard you get up and wanted to make sure you were all right."
Sam smiled. "Yeah, I was just using the bathroom." She waddled over to her side of the room, and was about to get in bed, but she stopped. She took a deep breath, then turned to face her friend. "Hey, uh...Trudy?"
"Yeah?" Trudy replied.
"Have you...ever heard of a 'squig?'"
"Hmm...those are the things from Warhammer, right? With the two legs and sharp teeth..."
"Uh, no..." Sam said slowly. "A...a different kind."
Trudy thought it over a moment. "Huh...oh! Do you mean those weird things from deviantART? Yeah, those things are pretty messed up, Sam. The way they have tentacles and just go up inside a girl's..."
Trudy's voice trailed off as she saw Sam gently rubbing her belly. Then, her eyes got wide. She took a step back. "No way...are you trying to tell me...?"
Sam tried to approach her. "L-listen, I can explain—"
"You think you have a squig inside you? You know those things aren't real, right?" Trudy scoffed with concern.
Sam was starting to feel Blue stir. She gripped her belly as she tried to calm Trudy down. "I know it sounds crazy, but I swear, I—"
"All right, I don't know what's going on with you," Trudy interrupted. "Whether you're pregnant, gaining weight, or whatever. I just can't believe you'd try to cover it up with such a ridiculous excuse!"
"Trudy, listen to me, I promise I'm not—ah!" Sam gasped, having been cut off by a sharp jab of pain in her womb. She bent over and clutched the spot.
Trudy shook her head. "Whatever, Sam. I'm going back to bed. I hope you can tell me the truth in the morning."
Sam stood back, defeated. As promised, Trudy turned around and crawled back into her bed.
Sam wanted to speak up, but couldn't. Not only did she not want to make tensions rise, but she didn't want Blue hurting her again for letting the secret out. It was just so frustrating...she'd only made up with Trudy earlier that day, and now they were fighting again.
Reluctantly, Sam went back to her bed as well. She tucked herself in tightly, cradling her belly in one hand. Blue was squirming around gently.
Tomorrow, we're telling Trudy the whole truth, Sam thought to herself, just before drifting off to sleep.